Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ The Life of a Military Dog ❯ The Damage Done ( Chapter 8 )

A/N Hello! It's Yuko again! Wow, thanks a lot for all of the reviews! I admit, it was a bit cruel to have such a big cliffhanger, please don't hurt me! On another note, I know Envy is a man as many of you have pointed out to me. I just wrote woman because that's what he looked like to Riza, how could she know? I'm so cruel to Riza and Roy, I can't help it. I was going to wait another day before updating, but after reading the multiple death threats and bribes in my email box, I decided I had better update today, man you guys are evil when it comes to cliffhangers! Anyhow, on with the fic! WATERMELONS!

 

Disclaimer: I own this fanfic, but not the anime it is based on. Nor will I ever, stop asking.

 

Everything was dark. All Riza could think of was the throbbing pain on the back of her head. Slowly, she opened her eyes, her vision bleary. She couldn't focus, it was pitch black. She was sitting in a very small room, her hands and feet tied, and duck tape over her mouth.

 

Riza closed her eyes, trying to clear her mind of the pain and remember what had happened. There had been a woman, and she had been really creepy. Then she'd knocked Riza out, and apparently left her here. There wasn't much Riza could do, she wasn't wearing her uniform, and all her weapons had been taken from what she could tell.

 

All she could do for now was wait here for Envy to return, and hope that everything was all right. Envy hadn't been hurt when Riza had shot her, it made no sense. Then it all snapped together. Envy was one of the homunculi that Ed had described, obviously the shape shifting one. Meaning Envy was… a man. `Guess Ed isn't the only cross dresser here,' Riza laughed, her voice muffled by the tape.

 

It was about half an hour longer Riza had to wait before something happened. She was falling asleep when suddenly the door creaked open. Speak of the devil. In walked none other than Envy, turning on the lights casually. Except it was like looking at a mirror's perfect reflection. He looked exactly like Riza, down to the few loose strands of hair next to her bangs.

 

“Oh, you're awake? You've been out of it all day, 8 hours at least,” Envy said, noticing Riza. “Hmm, how does it feel being prisoner in your own dorm? Kind of ironic if you ask me,” he said, taking down his long blonde hair and beginning to brush it.

 

It hit her. This was the closet in her dorm room. It was fairly large and dark, so she hadn't noticed before.

 

“Well, I've gotten what I came for, so I guess I'll leave you alone for a while till I need to use your identity again, kay? Oh, and tell anyone about this, and I might have to come back and punish you, with the kind of punishment I enjoy giving out,” Envy said, smirking.

 

He dropped a pocketknife next to her, and walked to the door. “Your top in the military, with that it should be easy to get out. I'll leave the keys next to your door, but just so you know, there are other ways for me to get in, so don't get cocky. I need you alive, for now,” He said, before closing the door, and leaving.

 

Riza stood staring blankly where he had been moment before, then inched towards the knife. Picking it up with one of her tied up hands, she sawed through the cords binding first her hands, then her feet. In a few minuets, she was peeling the tape off of her face and gasping for air.

 

She opened up the door, and ran through her dorm to the phone. Punching in a number, she waited with baited breath, until a voice sounded on the other line. “Please leave a message at the tone,” came a pleasant voice. Riza hung up. It was the weekend, obviously Roy wouldn't be in his office.

 

Grabbing her handguns, Riza ran outside and immediately got in to a cab. She watched as the city flew past, the darkness of night partially obscuring her vision, as she came to Mustang's house. She got out of the cab, and, as the door was unlocked, walked inside.

 

Roy's house was rather plain, though arranged in a luxurious fashion. Riza sat down on his couch, she needed a moment to think. She had to see what Envy had done using her appearance, but she had a nagging sensation that if she told Roy about it all, it would be the worst for her.

 

Suddenly, Riza heard a noise coming from upstairs. Grabbing one of her handguns, she pointed it towards where she had heard it. Out walked none other than Roy. “What the hell are you doing here?” Riza said in surprise.

 

“Sleeping, it's my house,” Roy replied, rubbing his eyes. “Right, sorry about that,” Riza said, before putting her gun back in its holster. “What are you doing here?” asked Roy, walking down the stairs to join him. “Well, funny thing is,” Riza started, choosing her words carefully “This evening when I went home, I drank a bit too much brandy, and totally conked out. Did you, well, see what I did today?”

 

“Hmm? Umm, okay… You came over, asking about were Ed was going on his next trip to hunt the philosopher's stone. Then we went out to eat, then came back here, and thing got a bit… physical,” Roy said, somewhat confused. “How could you not remember? Man, I didn't know you could french that well, why have you been holding out on me?” he asked, still half asleep yet managing a genuine smirk.

 

“What?!” Riza said, in a bit over a yell. “Wait, what time is it?” she asked frantically. “About 2:30 in the morning, why couldn't you wait until later in the morning to visit?” he asked, stifling a yawn. “What the hell? I'm never going to get a cab back to Central at this time of night,” Riza sighed.

 

“Stay the night here, it's way to late for you to walk back,” Roy said.

 

And that was how she ended up in the situation she was in. Lying down next to Roy under his blankets. Roy held her around the waist comfortingly, as though he knew everything that was troubling her. The problem was, he didn't. Riza decided to sort out everything in the morning, it was too late at night to be worrying. Relaxing her muscles, she fell into a light calm sleep, only disturbed by the occasional gust of wind.

 

The next morning, Riza woke up, gave Roy a playful kiss, and got up.

 

“Roy, there's something about yesterday I didn't tell you that I think you should know.”

 

A/N Dun dun dun! Not a very good chapter, I'm sorry. I'll update soon, please review! I must think of what to do next… hmm… lucky for you, I made this chapter only slightly cliffhanger, aren't I kind?