I don't own FMA or any of their characters. I only own the plot and the OCs.
"So let me get this straight," Micha shifted her position on the couch. "I have a date tonight with Don Carlo's youngest son," she said slowly.
"Yes," Roy was pacing around the room.
"In the Wine Cellar Rooms,"
"For dinner," Roy sat down on the couch with his daughter and looked at her. "I'm sorry."
Micha waved her hand. "It's fine, dad. What I just don't understand is, why did you say yes?"
"Because he had three beefy guys behind him who looked like they were going to kill me if I didn't say yes," Roy replied flatly.
Micha laughed, "okay, so I guess I need to get a dress." She rose from the couch. She opened the door half way but stopped. She looked over her shoulder and said, "You owe me one, daddy." With that, she walked out and closed the door.
Roy was just sitting there, letting what his daughter said sink in. "Shit."
(((-)))
Riza was in her room, reading a book. Her phone started beeping.
"I need your help, come to my room."
She grabbed her hotel keys and walked a few doors down and knocked on Micha's door. Alphonse opened it.
He looked at her and smiled, "Hurry, hurry! Let's braid sister's hair!" Alphonse grabbed her hand and pulled her in. Riza saw Micha sitting in front of a dresser, while Edward and Winry were standing on a stool behind her, braiding her hair.
"What's wrong with you, Ed? That's not how you braid hair!" Winry exclaimed.
"It's called Fish-tail, Winry. It's still braiding." He bit back. Edward pulled more of Micha's hair into his side.
"But she wants French Braids!" Winry pulled a large lock of hair onto her side. "Not Fish-tail! Winry yelled.
Micha looked stressed. She saw Riza in the mirror. "There you are!" Micha sighed, relieved. "Please tell me you know how to braid."
"Yes, I do," Riza smiled as she walked over to them.
"No, I thought we were braiding your hair!" Winry whined.
"Yeah, we're doing fine," Edward added.
"No, you guys are just pulling my hair and having your little lover's quarrels. Now, get off! I'm going to be late," Micha glared at them through the mirror.
"WE ARE NOT LOVERS!" The two of them yelled. Riza carried the both of them down. They were thrashing in her arms. Riza dropped them on the bed. Winry landed on top of Edward. They looked at each other, their faces were so close, their noses were touching.
"Use protection," Micha muttered and suppressed a laugh. Riza came over to her and brushed her hair a bit. She knew what she wanted to do with her hair.
"What was that, sis?" Alphonse looked at her, with wide innocent eyes. He was hugging his Knight stuffed toy.
Micha looked down and carried him, putting him on her lap. He hugged him, Alphonse smiled. "Nothing," she grinned. "Where's Elicia?"
"She's with Uncle Maes and Auntie Gracia. They're in their rooms. We're having dinner with them later," Alphonse replied. "After we drop you off," he looked at the mirror, looking at his sister intently.
"Aww, my little brother's gonna drop me off for my date?" She hugged Alphonse tighter and tickled his tummy a bit.
Riza was watching them while she braided and fixed Micha's soft, raven hair. She saw herself smiling just a bit.
"You bet we are!" Edward somehow managed to get off the bed and get back up on the stool once again. Now he was standing next to Riza. "I don't like that Angelo guy. You're going to be in a room where no one can hear or see you! What if something bad happens?"
"Be careful. You might fall," Riza said, now cautious.
"It's alright, Riza. The bigger they are, the harder they fall. That means Ed's not gonna get hurt at all," Winry teased.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY? DID YOU JUST SAY I'M SO SMALL THAT I WON'T EVEN MAKE A SOUND IF I FALL?" Edward threw a fit, his stool wobbled and he was losing his balance. But before he could fall, Riza caught him.
"I told you to be careful," Riza looked mad, like how a mother would scold her child.
The room went silent. Edward looked at her, like a scolded child. Riza let out a sigh and patted his head. "Just be more careful next time, okay?" She said. Riza resumed fixing Micha's hair.
After Riza fixed her hair, she had to get the kids dressed for dinner. Micha decided to help out.
"Thanks for fixing my hair, Riza," she smiled. "It looks great!" Micha looked at the mirror. There was a small braid on either side of her head that joined together at the back. Riza placed a small white flower where the two braids join.
"You're welcome," Riza smiled back. She took a dress shirt out of the closet and a pair of pants. Micha picked out two neckties for her brothers and a dress for Winry.
Micha went to the bathroom with Winry to help her change.
Riza was dressing up Alphonse since Edward insisted that he dress himself. She buttoned up his dress shirt.
"Are you mad?" Alphonse asked, his voice was a mere whisper.
"No, I'm not, what made you think that?" She was very gentle with how she talked to him.
"You yelled at brother, you never yelled at him before. I've never heard you yell like that before," Alphonse looked down; he didn't want to look at her face. He was afraid.
"I'm sorry. I got scared," Riza explained.
"You were scared?" Alphonse asked, shocked. "You get scared?" Al just couldn't fathom it.
"Yes, I do," she chuckled. "I was afraid Ed would fall and hurt himself." Edward was eavesdropping, since there was a crack in the door.
"So you were afraid that daddy might get mad at you?"
"No, I was afraid that Edward might get hurt. Your dad can yell at me all he wants as long as you three are safe," she smiled.
"But you've been to war! Why would you be scared? You told me you faced scary people who yell at you all the time, and you slept around dead bodies and stuff, why would you be scared now?" Alphonse asked.
"I never said I wasn't afraid during all that," Riza explained while she tucked his shirt in. "In fact, I was afraid the whole time everything was happening but you know what, I didn't let it overcome me. I embraced it and used it."
"But why? Don't soldier abandon all fear?" Alphonse asked.
"Yes, they're supposed to but not me," Riza looked at him intently. She saw some of Roy's features in him but they were not that dominant. "You know why?" She whispered playfully and poked his tummy.
Al giggles and asked, "Why?"
"Because fear is what preserves us," Riza told him. "It's thanks to fear that we are alive."
"Were you afraid of your work?" Alphonse asked.
"No, Alphonse. I was afraid of myself." Riza looked sad.
"Is that why you came here?"
"Yes."
"Then I'm happy you have fear," Alphonse grinned. "Because if you were fearless, we wouldn't have you right now."
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Roy walked into their room. He was wearing a dress shirt and his tie was still undone. He saw his daughter sitting on the couch with Winry. He walked over to her and helped her up.
"That boy is lucky," Roy smirked. "You're wearing a white dress? Not black?"
"No, I thought it would be nice to wear white for a change," she smiled. "And it costs less," she whispered.
"Then I like it more!" Roy boomed. They both laughed. "And it looks more wholesome."
She nodded. "A white boat neck dress: classy, comfortable, and it's not revealing. I did my research on this guy. He's the shy type. So a sexy little black dress might make things awkward."
"No sexy little black dresses, princess," Roy kissed the top of her head and hugged her. "I'll have more competition."
"Aww," Micha hugged her dad back. "Afraid to lose your little girl so early?" She teased.
Roy pulled away and stroked her hair, there was a subtle smile on his face. "I like your hair."
Micha grinned. "Riza did it."
"Really?" He turned her around and saw the neat braid and the white flower. "She did a good job," he mused.
"I bet she's good at other things too," Micha whispered.
"HEY." Roy turned her around and gave her a warning look.
She giggled. "Don't worry, dad. I won't tell anyone." She winked and started to fix his tie for him.
Roy blushed a bit but stayed silent.
(((-)))
Roy linked arms with his daughter as he walked her to the lobby. The rest of the crew was tailing them. As they approached the lobby, they saw a big cluster of people. Roy's grip tightened and his whole body tensed.
"Calm down, dad. I'll be fine," Micha whispered. "It's not like I'm marrying the guy."
"Yeah, but I don't know if I'll be as well," Roy replied. "Don't talk like that. I will never let you. YOU'RE TOO YOUNG FOR THAT." He bursted.
"Just look at Roy, I've never seen him this tense since his wedding," Maes whispered over to his wife.
"Shh, someone might hear you, honey." Gracia whispered back. "I think I would be nervous too if I were allowing my daughter to go on a date with someone I don't know."
Maes picked up Winry and hugged her so tight. "My little Winry isn't going to date anyone until she's working. No, no boyfriends until she's thirty,"
Winry's eyes widened. "Whaaaat? What are you talking about?"
Alphonse elbowed his brother. "You heard that, brother? Good luck," he whispered.
Edward crossed his arms and looked away; a vein on his forehead was threatening to burst.
Don Carlo stood from the couch and put his massive arm around his son's thin frame. They both walked half way to greet them. Don Carlo whispered something to his son that caused him to get all flustered. The rest of his party was watching them, intently.
"Good evening, Don Carlo," Roy greeted.
"Good evening to you as well!" He replied, with a huge smile.
"This is gonna be good," Maes whispered to Gracia.
"This is my son, Angelo!"
The young boy gave an awkward smile. "Hi," he said weakly.
Micha smiled at him, "Hi there." Roy simply nodded.
"Now, I know how you must feel, Roy," Don Carlo said to Roy. "It's not easy letting your daughter go out with other boys. I felt that way with my pequena angelita as well." He laughed.
Roy laughed nervously and agreed.
"He just might piss his pants," Maes whispered again but this time, his daughter elbowed his thigh.
"Stop it, daddy," Winry puffed her cheeks and placed both of her hands on her hips.
"Alright, alright. Everybody hates me," Maes wept.
"Don't worry, Roy. She has my protection." He assured him. That statement made not only Roy, but everyone behind him tense up.
Don Carlo offered his arm to Micha and she took it, slowly letting go of her father but Roy stopped them. "I want to walk her there with you," he said.
"There is no need!" Don Carlo laughed. "I'm sure you've been there. The walk way is very small. It will be very cramped.
"I insist." Roy said, firmly. "I want to see my daughter off. I always to this to all her dates."
Don Carlo's expression changed a bit. He looked over Roy's shoulder and say Riza. His eyes narrowed at her but shifted back to Roy and forced a smile.
"Si, padres only," Don Carlo said.
"Si." Roy smirked.
I got into the First honor's Dean's List! OH YEAH. I'm so happy. :D
The next few chapters might be slow since school is starting again. So, I'm sorry if there are lots of delays.
And I do apologize for the Spanish mistakes. I guess I really suck at it. hahaha. But I do appreciate the corrections. I'll do better next time.
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