Disclaimer: FMA belongs to Arakawa Hiromu
Notes: This one is another young!Roy one. I didn't want to make it about Riza's hair because I've seen that before. But I'm still not entirely satisfied with the way this one turned out.
Forty-four: Hair
"Grow it out!"
"No, keep it short."
"Maybe you could just change the style?"
"Girls!" seventeen-year-old Roy said. "My hair's fine. I was actually asking about the suit. What do you think? Too pompous?"
His eldest foster-sister laughed. "No, Roy, nothing could be too pompous for you."
"That hair, however," started one of the others. She looked at the way his hair flopped down over his face as though she wanted to take a pair of scissors to it.
One of Roy's hands shot up protectively to his head. "No, Hannah. I'm not letting you cut it again!"