I recommend listening to the song if you haven't.
Song: "Where Will You Go?" by Evanescence
Rating: T
Genre: Angst/Romance
Character(s): Roy Mustang starring Riza Hawkeye.
(2-26-10)

You're too important for anyone
You play the role of all you long to be
But I, I know who you really are
You're the one who cries when you're alone

The fresh fermentation of alcohol cooled his glass and burned his throat. The man, helplessly slumped over in his seat, emptied the bottle into his glass. This indecent indulgence was the only practice he possessed that he did not fully regret. It consoled him, yet in the world apart from it, did nothing to help his grief. Coal eyes glazed over with the plain of a false reality stared dully into the black sky. No moon could be found outside his window tonight, no celestial beauty he could have a somber, one-sided conversation with.

Yet the man thought this too soon. He did possess a celestial beauty, and she closed the door to his flat after she let herself in. He could register her steps as she checked the kitchen, then came to his bedroom in search of him. It was a lonely, cold Saturday night, she would know what practice he was in. When she laid her auburn eyes upon him, she made a noise that was less than proud. "Roy, please, you must be the most flammable being in the country with how much you've drunk," Riza begged him to let the empty bottle stay and coax him into his bed. Her gentle, steady hands secured on the shirt of his shoulders and she lifted him with all her strength; the man wouldn't budge from his seat until he finished his drink, only after that did he stumble lazily over toward his sheets.

His body felt like the weight of a thousand bodies after rigor. His head spun around his room several times before he actually landed his head on the soft pillow. His body seemed to sink under the pressure of every hurt, of every regret within him. The beauty who lay him on his death bed for a terrifying, cold, and remorseful sleep hovered over him. Her gentle hands ran through his raven hair, he mumbled in recognition. The blonde beauty had seen Roy Mustang cry only once before, and even then it was only a tear; the way the man expressed his loathing for himself was a hollow cry, a cry without tears, without physical emotion. His body only shook and curled into itself, and his breath would catch in his throat as if he were imitating someone else's pain. The sight was more pitiful than a man who would actually shed tears.

His rough hands blindly reached for their desire, they wrapped around the arms of his blonde beauty. The woman with the auburn eyes and blonde hair pulled into a tight bun found herself caught in the dangerous hands of the Flame Alchemist, and she didn't care to move away.

"Riza, stay with me tonight," he breathed. His voice was beyond a beg or request; it was a need that his very humanity depended on.

But where will you go
With no one left to save you from yourself
You can't escape
You can't escape

The alcohol could trick him into thinking he existed in a false reality, one where he never murdered hundreds of Ishbalans- no, human beings, innocent children and adults alike. One where his best friend never suffered the wrath of a corrupt power.

One where his celestial beauty was able to be with him.

The woman pulled away from his grasp. At first his drunk mind did not register the loss, but after his rough hands could not find the skin of his celestial beauty, a sudden sadness washed over him. He needed her, more than ever right now.

Flame-tinted memories of Ishbal welled inside his inner cinema. The images of terrified faces couldn't stop on their unforgivable reel.

You think that I can't see right through your eyes
Scared to death to face reality
No one seems to hear your hidden cries
You're left to face yourself alone

Just when he thought he was alone in his dark room, his soft beauty returned to his touch. When she did, he could touch more of her skin than before. She had removed her jacket and let her hair free from it's bun. The man's fingers ran through her blonde hair as she did to him earlier. His fingers touched her rosy lips, now; they were soft and perfect.

His celestial beauty crawled over his heavy form and placed a sincere kiss on his lips.

But where will you go (where will you go)
With no one left to save you from yourself
You can't escape
The truth
You can't escape

In the darkness, she was all he needed to comfort his troubled and demented mind. The alcohol could convince him of a false reality, but Riza made his pain go away, even if just for a little while.

In the morning, the ache of a headache would remind him of his past with a raw attitude. The truth of reality would return to him. But for now, all that mattered was the lips of his celestial beauty on his. He grabbed her hips and pulled her closer, as close as he could get her to come to him. She tasted of sweet delights, she felt as soft cotton, she smelled of gunpowder and lilac soap. He couldn't compare to her, not in smell, not in touch, not in morals.

The man never wanted to lose her, he couldn't. His arms wrapped tighter around her middle, their lips never broke for more than an instant. Roy Mustang needed this woman he held close to his heart.

You don't want to escape.

Little did he realize, Riza Hawkeye needed him as well.

Note: I know my Roy is usually angsty, but that's how I like my Roy, thank you. :) Review and feel free to request!