Naming the kids

He was stroking her swollen belly, keeping her back against his chest, while he read over her shoulder about child's development.

The sun was setting and a familiar peace fell over the couple. After the long hours of meetings and deciding the state of the country it felt incredibly good coming home to his heavily pregnant wife. He knew she didn't like letting him go to work alone, she was the chief of security for some reason, but after some colorful discussions he was able of convincing her that taking a leave was the safest thing for the baby and that she could return to her job as soon as she felt ready to; he just hoped that the fear of leaving their son alone was too big to stop her from putting herself in danger, trying to save him…

She yawned and left her head fall over his shoulder, while his stroking relaxed her into a light slumber.

"We should start thinking about names…" he said, kissing her shoulder.

Riza turned around in his lap, observing his face attentively.

"If you are thinking about calling him Roy, forget it!" she snapped, with a smirk, seeing his smile fell.

"Why? What other amazing names are out there? It would be an honor to be named after the Fuhrer of this country…" he whined and she laughed at his voice.

"Even if that Fuhrer was his father?" Riza replied and Roy nodded happily. She shook her head with determination and he pouted. "It would be too crazy yelling with you and having our son run to me…" she completed.

"You could call him Junior or not yell with me at all…" Roy suggested with a teasing glint in his eyes.

"I don't believe he would enjoy being called Junior for the rest of his life… And yelling with you is what I do best, so…" and Roy grinned at her, while Hayate barked from the floor beside the couple.

"At least we agree about the second name…" the woman said after a few moments in a comfortable silence and Roy looked at her, surprised. "Maes…" she said and Roy smiled sadly, remembering how much his friend used to tease him to get a wife… if only he knew… and Roy's smile fell from his lips…

"I'm sorry…" Riza said, turning around completely and straddling him, her belly keeping her from her touching his body as she desired. She touched his face, noticing the shadow that fell over his features. "We can choose another name…"

"No, Maes is perfect…" Roy said, kissing her softly on the lips. "And if Roy was the first name it would be even more perfect…" he affirmed and his wife scowled.

"And if it is a girl?" he asked and Roy saw Riza smile.

"Christina…" she said.

"You know, that sounds pretty close to Christmas, she will think the baby was named after her and we all know how her ego would grow…" Roy said with a smirk, but Riza only smiled. Yes, it was because of his adoptive mother, but not only that…

"It was my mother's second name…" she whispered and Roy looked at her, surprised. She never talked about her parents or her life with Berthold Hawkeye and he respected that, knowing how the man used to be and how cold he could treat his only daughter after her mother's death.

"It's a lovely name…" he replied softly, kissing her temples and letting her rest her head against his shoulder.

"Roy! I found the perfect name!" she yelled, when he entered their study. She was smiling, her eyes shining with happiness. "Nicholas!" she announced and Roy looked surprised. Of course he knew that name, he had lost the count of time he read about the man, but hearing his wife saying it made him curious.

"And how did you found that name?" he asked and he saw her blush.

"Well… I was talking with a friend and another friend suggested it…" she explained, an innocent smile plastered in her face that didn't convinced her husband.

"If there's someone called Fullmetal between all those friends…" he started and he saw Riza smile coyly.

"C'mon, I know how you admire that alchemist… Wasn't he the first one starting studying flame alchemy?" she asked.

"So you really heard all my talks about it with your father! You noisy girl!" he replied, his hands in his hips like a mother scowling her child.

"I have no idea what you're talking about…" she said, while closing the distance between them. "But… what do you think?"

"I think it's perfect… Nicholas Maes Mustang… It sounds powerful, just like my kid will be…" he said, his chest puffing out smugly and Riza scowled at him.

"And like his mother too, of course, the best shooter this country ever saw… and the most beautiful by far…" he quickly completed and Riza's features smoothed.

"Nice save, Mustang…" she said, smiling at her husband's foolishness. What could she do? She loved him for all that and so much more… their baby was only a proof of how much that love deepened with all those years together and she couldn't wait to hold him and show the world what an amazing being Nicholas Maes Mustang is going to be.

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