The Runaway… Lieutenant?

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Sue Mariah Carrey, her video inspired me. No, wait. Don't. I don't have any money. xD

Another part of Fluff Inc's RoyAi obsession.

Summary: Riza's getting married… but not to Roy. Who? Go read. How would Roy react? GO READ AND REVIEW! RoyAi (duh) xD

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1. Misplaced Letters

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"Sir." First Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye, dropped off a new bundle of papers for her superior to sign. It was always like this, and for some reason she always liked it to be this way. "This is the last batch for today." She informed him.

Roy grunted and sighed, "You all are slave drivers." This was hopeless, Roy thought as he watched Riza walk away from his office, there was no way he was going to be able escape this torture and misery… but then again, he can always do these papers quickly and go and have a good time. But then again…

He stared at the inanimate stack of papers on his desk.

It stared back at him.

Taunting him.

Mocking him.

Oh, how I wish I could burn all of this, Roy thought miserably, got a piece of paper and then started reading it. Why the upper-ranking people couldn't discuss my mini-skirts proposition, that might help motivate me, I don't know, Roy thought once more, this time grinning. "Hmm… what's this?" Roy blinked, staring at the odd piece of paper on the stack of papers.

A rather nice scented stationary, too. Perhaps… this was for a lady. But for whom?

It wasn't a military document. It was… a personal letter.

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"We'll be leaving now, Lieutenant." Fuery informed the Lieutenant. "Aren't you leaving, as well?"

"Have a safe walk, you all." Riza said, "I'd be keeping an eye on the Colonel until he finishes all his paper work."

Fuery sweat dropped. It was always like this in Colonel Mustang's office. They were doing their own work, while Riza is busy keeping her eye on the Colonel who would do anything just to get out of his office and 'socialize'. "Thank you, First Lieutenant."

Riza observed as all of the other people she worked with went out of the room, until she was the only one left with Hayate. "Where did I place that letter?" Riza sighed as she rummaged through her drawers in hopes of finding a rather personal letter. "Where could I misplace that letter?"

It wasn't like Riza to lose something important, and basically, there was only one explanation to where she could put it. "The Colonel's paper work." She sighed miserably, "How I hope ignores that… just like he does to the other papers."

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For the first time in Roy's paper work history, he had done all his papers in an amazingly fast record time speed. "Ah, it's not yet five." He grinned mischievously, there was still time for him to go and meet with some of his new friends.

"Oh wait…" Roy blinked, there was another paper lying on his desk. It was the first one he read a while ago. "I wonder who this letter is for." He sighed, of course he didn't intentionally intend to read the paper, but stopped when he noticed that it was a personal letter.

"Come in." Roy said, upon hearing someone knock on the door. It must be the owner of this letter, he thought. But who would be careless enough to place such a personal letter on top of my paper work, he asked. His first theory was Hawkeye… but then again, she never really liked men, so it must've been some other employee. "Lieutenant? Why I didn't expect to see you. Do you need anything?" He couldn't hide the surprise on his voice.

"As a matter of a fact, I do need something, sir." Riza sighed, slowly and calmly, you can do it. "I think I've misplaced one of my personal letters onto your stack of—" Stop. She noticed the stationery the Colonel was holding, it was her letter. Of all days he decides to do his paper work quickly, she sighed inwardly and miserably.

"Ah, I was wondering why there was a letter on my desk." The Colonel snickered, quite amused on the surprised look on the Lieutenant's face. "It's not like you to lose something that belongs to you, Lieutenant."

"Yes, I know, sir." Riza sighed. "Can I have my letter now, sir?" She asked, trying to mask her panic beneath her usual poker face expression.

"Of course you can, Lieutenant." Roy said, putting the paper down on his desk flatly.

"Sir, may I know whether you read—?" Riza asked, now her voice was shaky. What was wrong with her, anyway? She should've expected for this to happen years ago, after all it is a family tradition.

"Oh yeah, I must apologize for that Lieutenant." Roy sighed, "I—"

"It's alright sir, it was my mistake after all." Riza sighed as she lifted the paper of his desk gently yet rather sadly.

There was something wrong, definitely wrong, Roy sensed it, for it was not often that the First Lieutenant gets all shaky and nervous like this.

"Aren't you going to invite me?" Roy asked, teasing her a bit.

Riza, rather surprised by her superior's question said, "Of course sir, I was just about to tell you about this, sir." She sighed.

"You look like you're not happy at all, Lieutenant." Roy said, noticing the sudden change of expression on her face, "From what I know, it is every woman's dream to get married, and I am sure even you dreamt about getting married."

Riza sighed, "I would be expecting you there, sir."

"I need an invitation, Lieutenant. I don't want to be rude." Roy smiled at her, "Come on, I'll walk you home so you can tell me everything about this guy you are going to wed." He said happily. Well, he did try to be happy. It wasn't that he didn't want her to get married or anything, it was the fact that she didn't seem quite happy about it, either.

And there was a certain sore spot in him that he couldn't seem to understand. I am not jealous, you overbearing subconscious, Roy told himself this thing over and over again.

"If you insist, sir." Riza, still trying to sound cold said as she left the room quite quickly. "I'll be bringing you an invitation tomorrow. I'd be going now."

Roy blinked, did she not hear the last statement he said, or was she just playing deaf, whatever it is, "I insist on walking you home, First Lieutenant." He sighed and then grabbed his coat, "Wait for me, will you?" Hawkeye, you're as stubborn as usual, Roy chuckled to himself.

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"So Lieutenant… I mean Riza, tell me…" Roy trying to sound as casual as he can asked, "Who's this lucky guy you're marrying?" He was rather curious about this person his First Lieutenant is going to marry, for it is quite a known fact that she really didn't date, and now she's getting married, it's quite fast, really. "Come on don't be shy."

Riza seemed as if she wasn't paying any attention to him, for she kept on looking at Black Hayate who was busy walking as he happily wagged his tail. "To tell you the truth, sir." She sighed.

"Roy. Office hours is over now." Roy laughed.

"I really don't know anything about this guy, except for the fact that his parents and my parents are good friends, sir." Riza sighed sadly. "Thank you for walking me home, sir." She smiled faintly and headed up to her apartment.

"Yeah… sure, whatever." Roy said silently to himself, rather confused. What on earth did she mean by 'I really don't know anything about this guy?'

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A/N: Continue or not to continue? Review me please, so that my mushy plot won't go to a waste. xD Thanks!