Disclaimer: I Do nOt own FMA, if I did then it would be a tragedy...

Riza receives a letter about Roy's decision.

Dear Riza,

I know that you're frustrated and sad that I left you and the others behind but it was for the better. I can't take it anymore, Riza. The many Ishvalans that I led a genocide on is haunting me. The voices of those people, especially Miss Rockbell's parents. I'm sorry that I had to do this but I can't risk destroying everything you and the others have worked for.
I failed in achieving my goal to become the Fuhrer and I failed in the goal of changing this country.

Not only did I fail in something like that but I also lost something more important to me. I lost you. I know it sounds cliche but the moment you agreed to become Havoc's wife tore me apart. I guess I deserved it didn't I? I was always the womanizer, going as far as stealing Havoc's girlfriends.
Guess it's just karma.

To make everything clear,Riza Hawkeye, I love you. And I will always. I know you hate me. You despise me for mistreating and ignoring you.
And because of that I deserve to die. I'm ending my life right here and now. You told me you loved me but what did I do? I laughed, joked and even protested at the statement.
Lies. We both knew what we feel to each other. That was my biggest mistake.

After the moment you became engaged to Havoc and resigned from the military, I realized that I really did love you. You were waiting for me and I trampled the moment that somebody, despite the war, the murder,
the genocide and the hate, there was still someone who looked for,no,loved me. Death seems to be the best solution. Everyone who had ever grown to love me ended up hurt and in pain because of my own selfish desires.

After you read this, don't mourn for me. No one would. Why would they mourn the death of a maverick? Why would YOU mourn for someone who has cared for you, trained you, protected you and broke you?
And my beloved Riza, when I die, I want you to burn my body and scatter the remains on the desert outskirts of Ishval.

Why?

Because I deserved to die. Alone. Hurted. Pitiful. Unremebered and unmourned.

Because I deserved it, for not loving you.

Love,
├Roy Mustang├

Riza read the letter again and again, continously crying.

"Roy...why?...please...don't leave me...please..."Riza wailed in between sobs. She pulled the gun out of its holster and cocked it against her head.

"I love you, Roy...Even In Death...my love goes on..."

A gunshot rang through the empty streets of Central. A man looked up to the moon, readying his knife.

" Riza...Why did you do it?...I never wanted you to leave..." And with that, the black haired man slitted his throat.

"Goodbye...Riza"

Fin

Author's Note:

Again...don't have the slightest idea...