Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist

Pairing: Roy Mustang x Riza Hawkeye

Theme set: Alpha

Rating: PG-13

Warning[s]: Vague sexual references, I guess...? Long sentences, a mix of angst and fluff that DOES NOT WORK, and gaps in canon that had to be filled in...

Comfort

Sometimes all it takes is a few words from him, and she feels a little bit better.

Kiss

"Colonel. Put the mistletoe down."

Soft

She looks so calm, cool, collected, he knows that's what everyone thinks of her - but he also knows what she looks like when she's just woken up in the morning, messy hair and sleepy eyes, her arms wrapped around his waist - and he knows that she isn't so hard-hearted after all.

Pain

So he'd hurt his arm falling down, that one time she'd tripped him, but he had to be thankful and realize that if she hadn't, he wouldn't be alive now to complain to her about the bruises.

Potatoes

She can't cook - he likes to joke that she could burn water if she put her mind to it - so the potato stew she attempts to make for his birthday is a special treat... even if it doesn't taste all that great.

Rain

"Would you mind if I came in for a minute, Lieutenant - just until the rain stops..."

Chocolate

Riza still hadn't figured out, a month after the fact, that it had been Roy who had left the box of chocolates on her desk.

Happiness

It sounds cliche, she thinks, but I really am happiest by his side.

Telephone

Whenever the phone rings and the caller asks for Elizabeth, she knows exactly who it is and can't supress a smile.

Ears

He notices that she always wears the same pair of earrings; after debating whether or not to buy her another pair, he finally decides not to - she wouldn't beher without them.

Name

He'd known the moment he first heard the name - the hawk's eye - knew it had to be her.

Sensual

"Not until your paperwork's done, sir," she tells him when he attempts to take off her shirt.

Death

Funny, how funerals, of all things, had brought him closer to her.

Sex

"Havoc, my sex life is none of your business," Roy says, and that's the end of that.

Touch

She can still remember how his fingers felt on her back that first "decoding" session, tracing lines that were now broken forever.

Weakness

She is his greatest weakness - but perhaps also his greatest strength: as long as he knows she's still there, he will stop at nothing to fight for her.

Tears

After the funeral, in her living room, only then did she allow herself to bury her face into his chest and cry.

Speed

The wound in his side hurt like hell - no, worse - but he kept running, because losing her would be even more painful.

Wind

She takes the clip from her hair and lets it blow around her shoulders, and he watches it sway in the breeze.

Freedom

She never questions his motives - she knows it's not his own freedom he fights for.

Life

"After all this, we're still alive," she whispers in his ear, "isn't that a little improbable?"

Jealousy

Riza envies the lives of those who haven't seen war first-hand, but she knows they can never go back.

Hands

Even with the time that's passed, his hand in hers still feels the same.

Taste

Most women's kisses taste like lipstick and red wine; hers have the faint taste of coffee, her favorite drink.

Devotion

And when she says she'll follow him to hell, she means it.

Forever

Nothing lasts forever, he thinks, but maybe this could...

Blood

The circle cut into his hand no longer bleeds, but the scar remains, an ugly reminder of what she wasn't strong enough to save herself from.

Sickness

"Honestly, Lieutenant, to think you'd be the one catching a cold from the rain, and not me..."

Melody

Sometimes when he's drifting off to sleep he hears her hum a little tune, a lullaby of sorts - or maybe it's just his imagination.

Star

He asks her if she's ever wished on a star, and she says she doesn't believe in those things, but she looks up at the sky anyway and thinks: Please, whoever's up there, let him be safe...

Home

It doesn't matter where they are - East HQ, Ishbal, Central - wherever she is, that's what he calls home.

Confusion

She hears from Havoc that the Colonel's going on a date tonight, avoids him all day - and naturally, she's suprised when he shows up at her house at seven with a bouquet of roses and a restaurant reservation.

Fear

There are nights he lies in bed and all he can think is: who would I be if she was gone?

Thunder

They use rainstorms as an excuse for her to drive him home - when the first rumble of thunder sounds, he's visibly happier, which perplexes the men at work to no end - but doesn't the Colonel hate the rain?

Bonds

Riza hates the idea of the "red string of fate" - fate didn't bring her and Roy together; they tied the threads themselves.

Market

She keeps a vase of flowers on the windowsill in her room, and whenever he thinks of it, he'll pick up some fresh ones at the nearby market.

Technology

He may be an accomplished flame alchemist, but she still has to explain to him how to fix a telephone.

Gift

She asks for no birthday presents - all she requires is his presence.

Smile

She doesn't smile much, but every so often he'll catch her eye from across the office, and she just can't help it.

Innocence

Everything was incredibly awkward at first - she had no experience with men other than him; her main thought during their first kiss was where do I put my nose?

Completion

"Lieutenant, the paperwork's completed-" and she cuts him off with a kiss and tells him not to call her lieutenant when they're off work.

Clouds

The future isn't exactly "so bright he has to wear shades," but when they're together, the clouds get just a little less menacing.

Sky

The sun setting in the sky illuminates a simple scene: a man, a woman, and a dog, walking along the street, seemingly without a care in the world.

Heaven

They're murderers, they're sinners, but maybe hell won't be so bad with her by his side.

Hell

And besides, he's seen hell already - it's the pain in her eyes, the tears running down her face, and nothing could be harder to endure.

Sun

She thinks back to Ishbal, when the moment the sun appeared in the sky, he would sneak back to his own tent - things are simpler now, at least...

Moon

Her blonde hair looks almost white in the moonlight streaming through the window, but he doesn't notice - those goddamned beautiful eyes of hers are distracting him.

Waves

Neither one of them has ever seen the ocean - "When this is over," she promises, "we'll go."

Hair

Somehow, even the act of him brushing her hair seems so intimate that when Havoc walks into Roy's office during this, he turns slightly pink and shuts the door immediately.

Supernova

And when she smiles and says his name, he thinks if her face glows any more, it might just burst into blinding light.