Disclaimer: I do not own FMA. I also don't get any money from writing this.

A/N: Here I am, after such a long time. Hello to all new readers and nice to see you again, old ones. This oneshot popped into my head out of nowhere, so I thought, why not? This is quite short. It's situated (surprise, surprise) in Ishval, when Roy and Riza meet for the first time after so many years. Enjoy, if you can and please no flames. Please remember English isn't my native languane.

In Your Eyes I See My Memories

I still can't believe you're here, right in front of me. You, who I had said goodbye to over four years ago. My eyes keep running all over you from your dirty uniform to your eyes which are full of shadows. Your once radiant smile is gone; you look like the guilt is slowly killing you from the inside. I can't help but wonder if the boy I once lived with is still alive somewhere under the layers of blue. I have a million things to say, but I settle with just one.

"Do you still remember me, Sir?" The words are ashes in my mouth, foreign and suffocating. What if you can't remember?

"How could I forget?" Your voice is husky from the sand that goes everywhere from one's shoes to one's mouth. And I believe you, because in your eyes I can see it all. Behind that veil of sorrow and guilt everything is still the same. Perfect summer days that still carry the scent of strawberries in my memories. Freezing winter nights when you'd smile for me so warmly that I'd forget all about the cold. Those times when your laughter would be ringing in my ears for hours. All those times when I was so in love. Young and foolish, unaware of the upcoming war, but in love and that was all that mattered.

There's something in your gaze that makes me want to believe we could have it all back. That I should just run to your embrace and you'd take me away from this burning hell. That my hands would be cleaned of all the blood if I could just touch you. How I long for just one kiss, only one would keep me satisfied. I'd cherish it more than anything. But now it's too late, the days when I could steal kisses from you behind my father's back are long gone and my sins too big to disappear.

So I move my rifle into a better position and force my gaze to let go of you. Somewhere a bell rings, calling men to the field. It takes me back to the reality and I remember.

There is no place for love in the battlefield. So I turn away even though your eyes burn my soul into ashes. There's only one thought in my head: We must survive. Because if we do, maybe there's still a chance even for our tainted souls to have happiness. Maybe I don't deserve it, but I'm going to live through this, just to see you smile once more.

A/N: Please, review if you have time.