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.:For a moment:.Why did I even come here?
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The hand wrapped around her own waist only tightened, feeling the silk of her royal blue dress, swirling the purple liquid in her glass uncomfortably. All around her; men and women danced in a masquerade of masks, twirling with such grace. Riza could only fiddle with her mask, which was lined of flowers, reminding her of spring. Being home with Hayate, cuddled up to the fire seemed more tempting the more her mahogany eyes surveyed the room. With a sigh, her thoughts began to waver, as her eyes looked down to see the brilliant purple that flowed from the blue. It was simple, just like her.
That's right, I'm just a simple girl…
Catching two, black eyes along her path, a light blush appeared on her cheeks. She could tell, by the way they scorched with such fire, burned like a flame…that it was none other than her superior officer's…Roy Mustang. Riza could see that he was surprised to see her here, because normally she was the only one of the tea
MedicinesThe sound of raindrops echoed through the small attic, hammering at the broken windowpanes in an effort to break through the splintered wood and cracked glass. Bowls half filled with water were strewn across the floor in an effort to catch each stray drip, creating sounds close to music that echoed through the room.
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There were few upsides to rain in the Hawkeye household, but at least it stopped the people in town from glaring at Riza when she walked to school. He knew what they thought of Master Hawkeye's alchemy.
Feverish and exhausted, Roy could barely keep his thoughts straight as the scrawny blonde thirteen year old tried to force medicine down his throat. "No," he managed to mumble, shifting his weight on the thin mattress, making the old maple bedframe groan and complain.
"Come on, Mister Mustang. You'll feel better, I promise."
She sounded so earnest, even through his haze of half-sleep. Still, he waved her off, taking great care not to knock the thick glass bottle
68 Intricacies- chapter four- BurnTo say that Roy regretted burning Riza's back was an understatement. He not only regretted it but just the thought of what he did, the screams of pain that he made rip from Riza's mouth, the skin that he had made bleed angry red blood, made him sick. The fact that he had done it in Ishval, a place that had already seen enough of his flames, did absolutely nothing to assuage his guilt; if anything, it only aggravated it.
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When he really thought about it, Roy knew that what made him regret that night wasn't the fact that he had burned the array. That pattern, and the things that it held, was something that mankind would be better off without, even if its destruction had come one Flame Alchemist too late. No, what made him regret that night, one of his final ones in Ishval, was the fact that, in order for its undoing to happen, he'd have to burn the person that, as a teenager, he had fallen in love with and promised to protect.
Both of them knew it was going to hurt; to think otherwise wou