I don't own FMA or its characters. I only own the OCs and the plot.


On a soft mattress, Riza stirred, caused by the golden light seeping through her curtains. She wrinkled her nose and shut her eyes tighter. She rolled on her other side. Her face meeting soft, raven hair. She slightly opened her eyes and smiled to see who was beside her. She carefully checked her clock. It was already eight in the morning. Slowly, and quietly, she got out of bed and snuck over to the shower, leaving the sleeping body alone in the room.

Roy was always a heavy sleeper. But as soon as he shifted his position and grabbed the nearest item, he felt soft skin rub against his arm. And his neck was tickled by something silky that smelled so good. He cracked one of his eyes open, seeing the sleeping figure. But, he felt that body shift and turn. He immediately shut his eyes, pretending to be lost in slumber.

Riza took a quick but refreshing shower. She draped the nearest robe over her shoulders and grabbed a towel for her hair. While briskly drying her golden locks, she opened her newly stocked closet for something to wear. Micha had been busy shopping for dresses, shoes, blouses and the like for her the other day. She picked the yellow sleeveless sundress and matching flats. She carefully placed her clothes on the foot of the bed. Still careful not to wake the dark figure up but, he cracked one of his onyx eyes open and yawned.

"Good morning." She greeted him with a smile. He offered her a sleepy smile and rested his head again on her pillow, taking in her scent.

Hawkeye got in the bathroom to finish her hair up with a hairdryer. This made him get up from the bed, and walk over to the bathroom. He stood right behind her, waiting for her to take notice of him. Riza turned around when she heard a sound. She saw her little puppy sitting on the white rug, wagging his tail. He barked happily at her and licked her wet feet. "You thirsty?" She asked him and walked to her room. She picked up the water bowl and filled it with tap before setting it down for Hayate to drink.

After dressing up, and making sure that breakfast was already on the table, an hour had passed. It was time for her to wake the boys up. She strode to their room and opened the door. But no one was there. The beds weren't even touched. Her eyebrows furrowed to the center and she closed the door. She tried for Micha's room. She too, wasn't there. The bed also remained untouched.

She walked back downstairs to the kitchen. Daisy was mixing up some chocolate milk and juice. The coffee maker was running. The aroma of the hot liquid filled the room.

"Have you found them yet, Miss Hawkeye?" The cook asked.

"No." She sighed. They're not in their rooms." She replied.

"Well then, they must be sleeping in Master Mustang's room." Daisy chuckled while drying a glass.

"In his room?" Riza talked to herself.

"Well, yes. Those three love sleeping in his room because Master Mustang's TV is huge and his bed and fit all four of them. Heck, they even have room to spare." She laughed while placing a pitcher of orange juice on the table.

Riza climbed up the stairs and walked over to the last room in the hall. She took a deep breath and knocked quietly. She listened by pressing her ear on the door. She heard a slight snoring and the whirring of the air conditioner, and nothing more.

Gently, she opened the door and peered in. She saw a mess of blankets and comforters that were dangling off the side of the bed and met with the shiny floor boards. Riza dared herself to go in and take a closer look. Daisy and the rest were right. The three kids were all snuggled up to their father. Alphonse tucked his head under Roy's armpit, Edward was lying next to his brother, but his arm was somewhat touching Roy's cheek and on the other side, Micha's head was using his muscular abdomen as a pillow. His abs. That's when Riza realized that he wasn't wearing anything but his boxers.

She felt her cheeks slightly flush and immediately looked away, feeling as if she was invading his privacy. It took a while for her to figure out how to wake the boys up without waking Roy. She carefully leaned down and picked Edward up. Careful not to wake him up inside the room because she knew he was going to cause a ruckus. She made her way outside the hall, and gently placed the little boy down on the floor, leaning on the wall. His brows furrowed, but he didn't bother to open his golden eyes. The next one will be trickier.

Alphonse had an iron grip on his father's arm. The little boy somehow clung on to Roy while Riza moved Ed out into the corridor. Riza looked at the sight and sighed. This was going to be a challenge. Carefully, she pried the little boy's grip off Roy's arm and gently gave him a little push, making him turn over on to his back. Without warning, Alphonse shot up and hit Riza on the forehead. He seemed unfazed by it, despite the fact that his forehead had also turned red.

Riza instantly withdrew and held on to her forehead. Alphonse fell back down to Roy's side, reassuming his old position, not once opening his sleepy golden eyes.

"Shit." Hawkeye cursed under her breath. Try a new approach. She said to herself.

After five minutes of trying, she finally got the little boy into her arms, and her employer still sleeping soundly. She thought she already won, but this all changed when she accidentally stepped on the comforter dangling on the floor. The blond lady slipped and landed on the bed, inches away from a still sleeping face.

Roy felt a little thud on the bed, and he cracked one of his onyx eyes open ever so slightly. He saw a mess of blond and heard a fluttering sound. That does not belong to any of my kids… He thought. So that means… He mentally smirked when a familiar fragrance graced his morning. When it comes to mischief, Roy Mustang can make do at any time of day.

Hawkeye found herself at a very… awkward position. She was lying flat on her back, with Alphonse flanking her right and Roy too close for comfort on her left. His face was not even a centimeter away from her own. Riza swore she could feel his lips brushing against her ear. His hot breathe, tickling her neck, and his scent, intoxicating her mind. This whole situation was just far into the border of horribly wrong and awkward. She was on his bed, next to him. Inhaling his exhale.

She finally decided it was time for her to get the hell out of there but right when she was propping herself up on her elbow, a massive arm swept on top of her and clamped her to the bed.

Oh no. Riza examined the position. Now Roy was facing her and his lips are brushing against her jaw line. The warmth from his soft lips felt so good and yet it was so wrong. This isn't supposed to be happening. She squirmed and tried to free herself from his grip, but this didn't work. It was starting to irritate her. Riza Hawkeye was always in control of every single situation she was thrown in. But why is it that every single time she was with this man, she just totally lost herself and let herself be swept away by his tide? I don't care if I wake him up or not. This is preposterous. Finally. A decision. I, Riza Hawkeye will from now on be in control of this situation. At least… so she thought.

Roy felt her squirming and moving under his arm. She wasn't making an effort to keep him in slumber land anymore. Micha also started stirring on his abdomen. If she woke up, his plan would be ruined. She squirmed and squirmed until finally, she stopped. Roy thought she just gave up and would wait for him to wake up. But Riza's not the type.

He felt a firm shake. "Sir, wake up."

Is this actually happening? Is she actually trying to wake him up? Another firm shake, followed by an even firmer voice. "Sir."

This woman is actually trying to wake me up! Roy thought appallingly. Well, she's certainly something else. No babysitter, employee, girlfriend or whatever actually tried to wake Roy up just because of something like this. No. He always had his way. They always waited, because they were scared or respected him too much to wake him up. But the mostly used reason was very simple. They gave in because they liked it. Roy was sure Riza liked it. At least… he thought she did. But if she did, why would she be shaking him awake? In a very firm way, he might add. This woman is certainly different. She had a distinct spunk to her. Something Roy liked about her very much. And he was starting to get annoyed by it.

Riza was getting fed up. No one could sleep through such a firm shake. "Sir, wake up!" She almost yelled.

"For the love of this damned morning, what the hell is going on?" Micha screeched. Her eyes were barely open, and puffy from a long… or rather short sleep.

Roy took his cue and opened his eyes, but still keeping his arm on Riza. "What is it… Princess?" He asked, sleepily.

"You tell me, dad. You have your arms all over Riza." She snapped. "And… May I ask, what are you doing here?" Micha asked Riza, annoyance very evident in her tone.

Riza thought she was in trouble until she saw a sly smile form on her thin lips.

(((-)))

The rest of the morning was filled with teasing, from Roy's eldest, of course. Roy seemed to handle the teasing quite well. He rode along with some, and simply ignored the rest. This seemed to be something that happened a lot, so Hawkeye took a mental note, mustered up all her patience and endured the rest. Their 'date' from last night was featured on the morning's gossip's news.

Roy watched it intently along with the whole house. Even Riza absorbed every single word and action she saw that came from the television from the breakfast table. When the news was over, Edward cut the power and gave his father and babysitter a stern look. His little arms crossed over his chest-that was too masculine for an eight-year-old.

"Yes, it means what you're thinking, Edward." Roy answered the unspoken question nonchalantly.

"At least… you made a good pick this time." Edward mumbled as he sat back down roughly next to his brother and sister.

"You did great last night." Micha commented to Riza while taking a bite of toast. "They more than fell for it."

Riza didn't like the compliments she was getting. She was now branded as "Roy Mustang's mystery girlfriend". "Was last night absolutely necessary?" She asked, a cool mask, covering her demeanor.

"Kinda." Micha replied. She stood from the table and grabbed her phone. The teenager was dressed in a jogging attire. "More details and shit will follow later. Don't worry. It's just a free publicity stunt." She replied. Micha ruffled her brother's hair as her good bye and gave Roy a quick kiss on the cheek before heading out the door. Riza moved a bit on her chair and saw Daniel waiting for her outside the gate. Of course, they jogged every morning together.

The boys had the day off, and they both just decided to bum around the house. Usually, Riza would have disagreed, but she also felt fatigued from the week and allowed a lazy summer day to enter the mansion. The boys went swimming and Hawkeye just sat down on a cushioned beach bed and curled up with a good book. Once in a while, she would put it down and just watch the boys splash around. Hawkeye knew she always liked kids, but these two were special. Alphonse was the sweetest little boy you'd ever meet and Edward may be rough around the edges, but you know he cares.

She was loving the environment these two were in and the aura that they just emanated always had her in a lighter mood. Riza was still Riza, even if her strict and always uptight demeanor was slowly drifting but not gone. These boys just had a touch of home to them. She knew being attached to them wasn't a good thing. But for such a short time being, she was already learning to love them.

"Miss Riza!" Al called her. Riza snapped out of her thoughts and looked at his direction. Al was on the high diving board. Riza jumped out of her skin.

"Be careful!" her voice wrapped in a sort of panic and worry.

These two boys knew how to really make her jump. Al jumped off the board, making a cannon ball and his older brother followed. Riza sighed a sigh of relief once they popped out of the water.

"I think that's enough." Riza stated, firmly. Ed and Al waded a bit more then got out of the water. Riza dried them both up with fluffy towels before entering the house and picking clothes out for them like she always does while they took a shower. Once out, Edward didn't hesitate and dressed himself, but Alphonse liked getting the attention from his pretty babysitter and being dressed up by her.

Riza didn't really mind because it gave her something to do. After Al placed on his undies, Hawkeye slipped a shirt through his head. "boo." Al tried to scare her. He earned a grin from her instead and a light scoff.

Alphonse grinned at her while Riza buttoned his shorts. "Say, Miss Riza, you'd make a really good mom." He said sincerely.

This comment made Riza stop and stare at the little boy's big golden eyes.

"I mean it." Alphonse added with an even warmer smile. "I'll be sad if you leave us to have your own kids and family."

"Well, Al, that's not going to happen for a long while." Riza muttered and finished up clothing him.


Not much RoyAi. =\ I've been getting feedback that Riza's a little too OOC for some of you. Well, imagine her as softening up. She is a woman, you know. If you can't bear it, then I suggest you just stick with the Manga.

I got confined for three days in the hospital for Dengue Fever. Yeah, I actually got bitten by a mosquito and got confined for it. Joy. But I'm feeling much better now. The next chapter will take a little longer than expected. 95 more days to prom! OMG. D:

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