Always Wanted- Roy X RizaRoy had been drinking again. It had been painfully apparent from the moment she'd opened her door to see him standing there, bent over, his eyes blurry and unfocused.Always Wanted- Roy X Riza8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Barely, he'd slurred out something about not being able to find his way home, and she had immediately ushered him in, worried that he'd get himself hurt if she left him outside.
With her help, he managed to make his way to her couch. While carefully letting go of him, she felt something wet, and when she looked at her hand, she saw blood.
She let out a gasp, and bent over him, exclaiming softly that he was hurt. With caution, she brushed away the dark hair that fell into his eyes. During that motion, he moved and suddenly, somehow, he was on top of her, his warm body pinning her down to the cushions.
This moment, him desiring her, wanting her, taking her for his own, was one that she'd dreamed of before. But she had never thought that when it actually happ
Roy x Riza- ConfusionAt first, I didn't really take much notice of you. You were my commanding officer of course, and I respected you and followed your orders.Roy x Riza- Confusion8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
But beyond that, I never really thought of you. You weren't anyone special to me, not until I'd looked into those eyes of yours a few times.
The soul I saw inside there frightened me and drew me in at the same time. We are more alike, I think, than you know.
Inside, you're not as strong as you pretend to be. Inside, both of us carry wounds that we'd rather no one else see. Am I going too far in thinking that we could help each other? Would I be overstepping some military protocol, in wanting to be close to you?
Or maybe I'm thinking too much altogether. After all, I don't have any idea how you feel about me. More than that, I'm not even sure if I'm truly in love with you.
It's not like I've been in love before. And what I feel f
Roy x Riza- DownfallShe can see him, standing there proudly with his back against the wall. Flames separate her from him and the man he's facing off against. The flames, his weapon, his power, had driven them apart. He meets her eyes and smiles at her. He's weak, bleeding from a half dozen places. She wants more than anything to rush in and help him.Roy x Riza- Downfall8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
And that's when she realizes that's the last thing he wants her to do.
His eyes glitter, his head is raised. He looks majestic, like some fire god out of a fairy tale. He looks more strong and self-assured than she's ever seen him. He raises his fingers, the gloves on his hands ripped and stained with blood.
This isn't the Roy she knew. Where was the man she called useless, the one who always let her protect him? That was her duty, damnit; she was supposed to be the protector. But now, with him watching her with that small smile, she reali
Name: Roy MustangName: Roy MustangName: Roy Mustang9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Physical Analysis: Athletic body, dark hair and equally dark eyes.
Current Home: Central HQ.
Special Characteristics: Flame Alchemist.
The young man sat down in front of his desk, pondering quietly about yesterday night's activities almost without being aware of it. His 1st lieutenant, Elizabeth Hawkeye, was helping him with his paperwork at her own desk, not very far away from her Colonel's one.
The only person in that room besides the Flame Alchemist directed her gaze towards him. Roy Mustang, being barely aware of her stare on him and the conversation he was trying to bring up, prompted, almost unwittingly, while he played with a pen in front of his face:
"Do you believe in marriage?"
The question itself already surprised her, but what made her slightly arc her eyebrows was the fact that her Colonel actually had asked it. As soon as her eyebrows had jumped and her mouth opened a little bit, her gaze and facial expression turned into
FMA- CloserCloserFMA- Closer10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Colonel Roy Mustang wished that this day had never come. No one had wanted this day to come, but it was hardest for Colonel Mustang. Riza could see the inner struggle that Mustang was going through when she came to pick him up. Today was going to be a hard day for everyone in the company because they all had to say one final goodbye to a very close friend; but to Roy, he was loosing a brother, friend, and comrade. The drive to the funeral was a quiet and depressing one. The sky was grey, threatening to start raining. Every part of Eastern looked depressing. As Riza drove through the streets, she saw people bundled up in there thick winter jackets.
As the cemetery came into sight, there was an ocean of blue caps and jackets. Riza parked the car, and quickly grabbed her rifle from the back. She, a