Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Twilight ❯ Late Evening- Part 1 ( Chapter 1 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
By: Nikuyoku 
Riza stays late after a day at HQ. Roy shows up, and they have a conversation.
What will this lead to?
Not lemon don't freak out... x.X
Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.06.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 779 | Status: Work In Progress
Riza stays late after a day at HQ. Roy shows up, and they have a conversation.
What will this lead to?
Not lemon don't freak out... x.X
Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.06.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 779 | Status: Work In Progress
'ello all. I'm Liza, an FMA obsessed freak.
I see that you have picked my fanfic, out of the many others out there!
This is a RoyxRiza fanfiction, my first one to be exact. o.o;;
I wrote this with the encouragement of a good friend of mine, and shes still helping me! -hugs her- She is so awesome.
Anyway, heres my fic, I have big plans for it!
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Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Fullmetal Alchemist, nor do I own any of the charaters.
If you sue, All you'll get is whats in my pocket.
I don't have pockets.
I'm wearing pajamas.
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'' - thinking
"" - speaking
(()) - note from me.
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Chapter one- Late evening
Riza Hawkeye sat behind her desk in Mustang Taisa's office, the light from the evening sun straming through the glass window panes. She sipped her tea, and glanced down at the finished paperwork on her desk from a few hours before. She blinked, and looked up at the clock in the empty office, the only sound being herd was the the ticking of the clock and the ocassional rustle of paper as she turned over a sheet of paper. She sighed and looked over to the window.
It was going to be her birthday tomarow, not as if anyone knew, much less cared. It had been the same every year. The day was just there to remind the First Lieutenant that another year had passed, and nothing had really been acomplished. Since she had joined the millatary, she had wanted to be a gunner. and she had accomplished that goal, she was one of the best marksmen in the millatary. That didn't help her much, she was just botherd and harassed even more then she had been before, by soldiers below her who wern't worth a second of her time. The only reason they liked her was because she was pretty, and because she was one of the nicest looking girls in the millatary.
She sighed and stood up, the scilence of the empty office seeming to be trying to drive her mad. She had gotten to HQ early that morning, which was almost usual. Now it was late evening, and no one was around, yet she heard a door down the hall slam. Out of reflex, she reached to her back and put a hand around the handle of her gun. She sighed, catching herself. It wasn't like it was anyoune who could do anything to harm her. It could just be a drunk, lower ranked solder. Nothing they could do with or without the influence of alchol could really scare her.
She walked over to the door, and opend it quickly. She looked twords the end of the hall, where the door had slammed. No one was in the hallwey, all was quiet just as it should have been this late. She relaxed and let out a sigh. Just as she did, someone grabbed her from behind and put a hand over her mouth. She attempted to yell, but realized she couldn't with the hand blocking her mouth. She lifted her foot and kicked, hitting whoever it was on the knee. Hard. Now Hawkeye was wearing boots at the time. She was let go and herd muffled curses comming from behind her. "Damn.. Chuui.. You kick hard. You can get a demerit for injuring a commanding officer." She knew that voice. She spun around and stood up straight, saluting at her comander. "Sir!" She said quickly. He held up his hand and shook his head. "At ease Ri..." He started. He cleared his throght as he noticed the look on the Lieutenant's face. "Hawkeye." He finished.
Riza sighed and lowerd her arm as she was told. Her eyes flickerd from Roy's face to the floor, obviously nervous. And, Roy noticed. He sighed. and held the office door open. "Hawkeye, we should go inside. Its a little awarkd just standing out in the hall."Roy said with a sigh. "Yes sir." She said with a nod, and walked into the office. Roy walked over to his chair, and sat down, and turned so it faced the window. After a long siclence, Riza sighed. "What are you doing here this late? You should already have left." She said. Roy raised an eyebrow. "Shouldn't I be the one asking the questions Hawkeye? As in, why did you just kick at me? I mean, I'm realitvly harmless to people I'm falmiller with." He said, giving a small laugh. " And why are you here this late?" "Sir, I'm sorry, but that is none of your busness." She said, her voice cold and firm. He raised an eyebrow once more. He was getting at somthing here.
More awarked scilence. Riza sighed and shuffled through some papers. Roy stared out the window, tapping the armrest. Out of nowhere... Roy sighed. "Call me Roy damnit Riza." Riza blinked and looked up quickly. The formality he was using by calling her by her first name was a shocker. "W-what sir?" "I said, cut the formalitys. Its after hours. After we are let off, I am no longer the officer, and You are no longer the First Lieutenant. We are both human Riza. Now. Is one word that hard to say? Roy. Just say it once Riza." "I'm sorry sir. But its innaproprate..." He sighed in fustration.
Well, I guess I'm not wanted here." He said, standing up and walking to the front of the desk. "T-taisa?" Riza said. Roy could hear the sound of suprise and confusion in her voice. He continued to walk twords the door.
5...
Riza looked at the floor, finding her shoes quite interesting.
4... Roy grew closer to the door, and risa looked up and held her hand out, opend her mouth, and closed it, shaking off the thought.
3...
Roy reached the door, and reached for the handle. 2...
"t-Taisa? P-lease, don't go." Riza finally said.
1...
Roy put his hand on the door knob, and turned his head to look at her. "What is it Ri... Hawkeye?"
"N-Nothing sir." She said giving a small nod./p>
"then why did you tell me to wait?"He said turning to face the door and scratched the back of his head.
She sighed and turned her back to him. This was quite unlike her. She was in a strange mood, and roy noticed. Awarked scilence followed.
"So.. Your birthday is tomarow.. isn't it?" Roy asked carefully, hoping that he hadn't said somthing that would cause six warning shots to be fired into his head.
Riza blinked and turned around. "How exactly did you find that out?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at the comment. She hadn't told anyone, much less the colonel.
"I've always known that information Hawkeye." He said, a smirk crossing his lips. He had accually only found this information out only a few days ago, while going through her file. He returned his hand to the door handle, preparing to leave.
Hawkeye shook her head, doubting that he had known it all along. She didn't say anything elce, because she knew it would cause un-needed arguement.
She sighed and crossed her arms. "I need a walk." She said quietly. She walked past Mustang, calmly moved his hand off the door knob, opend the door, and walked out into the hallway.
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-le gasp- I left off! This is a short chapter, and I'm planing somthing big for chapter two. Look forward to it!
And, I love reviews. -nod nod- They encourage me to keep writing... And thats good...
Right?
Anyway, thanks for reading! -glomps you all and squezes you 'till you can't breathe anymore-
o.o; whops, sorry!
Thanks agian,
-Liza
I see that you have picked my fanfic, out of the many others out there!
This is a RoyxRiza fanfiction, my first one to be exact. o.o;;
I wrote this with the encouragement of a good friend of mine, and shes still helping me! -hugs her- She is so awesome.
Anyway, heres my fic, I have big plans for it!
------------------------------------------------------------------------ ---------------
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Fullmetal Alchemist, nor do I own any of the charaters.
If you sue, All you'll get is whats in my pocket.
I don't have pockets.
I'm wearing pajamas.
------------------------------------------------------------------------ -------------
'' - thinking
"" - speaking
(()) - note from me.
------------------------------------------------------------------------ --------------
Chapter one- Late evening
Riza Hawkeye sat behind her desk in Mustang Taisa's office, the light from the evening sun straming through the glass window panes. She sipped her tea, and glanced down at the finished paperwork on her desk from a few hours before. She blinked, and looked up at the clock in the empty office, the only sound being herd was the the ticking of the clock and the ocassional rustle of paper as she turned over a sheet of paper. She sighed and looked over to the window.
It was going to be her birthday tomarow, not as if anyone knew, much less cared. It had been the same every year. The day was just there to remind the First Lieutenant that another year had passed, and nothing had really been acomplished. Since she had joined the millatary, she had wanted to be a gunner. and she had accomplished that goal, she was one of the best marksmen in the millatary. That didn't help her much, she was just botherd and harassed even more then she had been before, by soldiers below her who wern't worth a second of her time. The only reason they liked her was because she was pretty, and because she was one of the nicest looking girls in the millatary.
She sighed and stood up, the scilence of the empty office seeming to be trying to drive her mad. She had gotten to HQ early that morning, which was almost usual. Now it was late evening, and no one was around, yet she heard a door down the hall slam. Out of reflex, she reached to her back and put a hand around the handle of her gun. She sighed, catching herself. It wasn't like it was anyoune who could do anything to harm her. It could just be a drunk, lower ranked solder. Nothing they could do with or without the influence of alchol could really scare her.
She walked over to the door, and opend it quickly. She looked twords the end of the hall, where the door had slammed. No one was in the hallwey, all was quiet just as it should have been this late. She relaxed and let out a sigh. Just as she did, someone grabbed her from behind and put a hand over her mouth. She attempted to yell, but realized she couldn't with the hand blocking her mouth. She lifted her foot and kicked, hitting whoever it was on the knee. Hard. Now Hawkeye was wearing boots at the time. She was let go and herd muffled curses comming from behind her. "Damn.. Chuui.. You kick hard. You can get a demerit for injuring a commanding officer." She knew that voice. She spun around and stood up straight, saluting at her comander. "Sir!" She said quickly. He held up his hand and shook his head. "At ease Ri..." He started. He cleared his throght as he noticed the look on the Lieutenant's face. "Hawkeye." He finished.
Riza sighed and lowerd her arm as she was told. Her eyes flickerd from Roy's face to the floor, obviously nervous. And, Roy noticed. He sighed. and held the office door open. "Hawkeye, we should go inside. Its a little awarkd just standing out in the hall."Roy said with a sigh. "Yes sir." She said with a nod, and walked into the office. Roy walked over to his chair, and sat down, and turned so it faced the window. After a long siclence, Riza sighed. "What are you doing here this late? You should already have left." She said. Roy raised an eyebrow. "Shouldn't I be the one asking the questions Hawkeye? As in, why did you just kick at me? I mean, I'm realitvly harmless to people I'm falmiller with." He said, giving a small laugh. " And why are you here this late?" "Sir, I'm sorry, but that is none of your busness." She said, her voice cold and firm. He raised an eyebrow once more. He was getting at somthing here.
More awarked scilence. Riza sighed and shuffled through some papers. Roy stared out the window, tapping the armrest. Out of nowhere... Roy sighed. "Call me Roy damnit Riza." Riza blinked and looked up quickly. The formality he was using by calling her by her first name was a shocker. "W-what sir?" "I said, cut the formalitys. Its after hours. After we are let off, I am no longer the officer, and You are no longer the First Lieutenant. We are both human Riza. Now. Is one word that hard to say? Roy. Just say it once Riza." "I'm sorry sir. But its innaproprate..." He sighed in fustration.
Well, I guess I'm not wanted here." He said, standing up and walking to the front of the desk. "T-taisa?" Riza said. Roy could hear the sound of suprise and confusion in her voice. He continued to walk twords the door.
5...
Riza looked at the floor, finding her shoes quite interesting.
4... Roy grew closer to the door, and risa looked up and held her hand out, opend her mouth, and closed it, shaking off the thought.
3...
Roy reached the door, and reached for the handle. 2...
"t-Taisa? P-lease, don't go." Riza finally said.
1...
Roy put his hand on the door knob, and turned his head to look at her. "What is it Ri... Hawkeye?"
"N-Nothing sir." She said giving a small nod./p>
"then why did you tell me to wait?"He said turning to face the door and scratched the back of his head.
She sighed and turned her back to him. This was quite unlike her. She was in a strange mood, and roy noticed. Awarked scilence followed.
"So.. Your birthday is tomarow.. isn't it?" Roy asked carefully, hoping that he hadn't said somthing that would cause six warning shots to be fired into his head.
Riza blinked and turned around. "How exactly did you find that out?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at the comment. She hadn't told anyone, much less the colonel.
"I've always known that information Hawkeye." He said, a smirk crossing his lips. He had accually only found this information out only a few days ago, while going through her file. He returned his hand to the door handle, preparing to leave.
Hawkeye shook her head, doubting that he had known it all along. She didn't say anything elce, because she knew it would cause un-needed arguement.
She sighed and crossed her arms. "I need a walk." She said quietly. She walked past Mustang, calmly moved his hand off the door knob, opend the door, and walked out into the hallway.
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-le gasp- I left off! This is a short chapter, and I'm planing somthing big for chapter two. Look forward to it!
And, I love reviews. -nod nod- They encourage me to keep writing... And thats good...
Right?
Anyway, thanks for reading! -glomps you all and squezes you 'till you can't breathe anymore-
o.o; whops, sorry!
Thanks agian,
-Liza