[A/N] Hi there! Welcome to chapter 1 XD hope you enjoy! Lets get dis party started!

~Chapter •1•

[~• 3rd Person POV, a Hospital in Central •~]

The Colonel sat on the edge of his bed, slowly pulling himself to his feet. He was tired of the hospital, and had more important things to attend to.

First there was returning the Ishbalans back to their home of Ishval. Which may be hard.

He and the lieutenant had been stuck in the hospital for days, his sight bad been returned by Marcoh just a day before, and Roy had never been so happy. He had felt like he was stuck in a dark pit, unable to see anything. Completely and utterly useless. The lieutenant had been the one to help him in his time of blindness.

She didn't hold him back from the fight, instead she helped him be able to fight, instead of keeping him on the sidelines. He was great full for that.

Riza watched the Colonel, his hands where mostly healed from being stabbed, but she herself would need more time to heal. She turned her head to face Mustang, wincing slightly.

"Are you sure your ready to leave the hospital Sir?" she asked him.

"Yes. I'm positive. Are you feeling well lieutenant?" he asked, looking towards her.

He examined her face closely, not able to imagine if he had permanently lost his sight, not being able to ever see her face again. Her soft blonde hair, usually pulled up in a bun type hairdo, her determined hazel eyes that analyzed everything closely, to the faint spray of freckles across her cheeks. Her voice snapped Roy out of his thoughts.

"Yes sir, I'm fine. " she informed Roy, who nodded.

"Alright then. Ready to leave lieutenant?" Roy steadied himself, now standing upright, leaning against the bed post.

"Of course Sir. " Riza confirmed, sitting up in her bed, and unsteadily rising to her feet.

The rooms door opened and Falman stepped in, surprised to see the colonel and lieutenant standing and out of their beds.

"Colonel! Lieutenant! You're not supposed to be out of bed yet!" he exclaimed.

"It's fine Falman. We've had plenty of rest. It's time to get to work. " Mustang told his subordinate.

Falman hesitated before replying. "Yes sir..."

"Now then, where are our uniforms?" Roy asked Falman.

"I'll go get them, be right back Sir. " Falman left the room, going to get the uniforms.

"Are you ready Lieutenant?" Roy asked Riza, turning to face her.

"For what sir?" she asked quizzically.

"To change the world. "

~•One Year Later•~

The work in Ishval was finished, a time of peace began for the Ishvalans and Amestrians.

Roy had been sent back to Central, Riza by his side. Grumman had been Fuhrer, and was close to retirement, preparing to give the thrown over to Mustang.

But for now, Mustang stared down his deadly opponent, the clock was ticking, time running out. His jaw clenched in determination. He would not lose this battle. He would live to see another day. With a new found fire, Mustang picked up his pen and signed away at the paperwork before him.

Riza sorted through papers on her own desk silently, moving quickly as she did so. In the past year, she had almost never left the Colonels side. She was always beside him, no matter what. She began feeling something... Strange, after the defeat of Father, and when Roy had been blind. These strange butterflies that erupted in her stomach whenever he smiled or laughed, that electric shock whenever his hand would brush against her own.

Riza had never felt this way before. It was completely new to her. She glanced over at Roy, he signed away at papers vigorously. Riza smiled softly at him, though knowing he didn't see, then looked back to her own pile of work which she had taken off of his desk once she had gotten there early this morning.

~•~

Riza grinned at her desk, clean of any paper work for she had finished it all. She looked over at Roy, he still went through paper after paper, his pile still decently large.

Riza glanced at the clock, seeing how late it truly was. She stood, the sound of her chair legs scraping against the wooden floor alerting the Colonel, who looked up at her.

"It's late, I think I'm going to head home now Sir. " she told him, heading over to the coat work.

"Ah, yes. Good night Lieutenant. " Roy nodded slightly.

"Thank you Sir, good night. " she slipped on her coat and went outside, Hayate had remained home today so it was just her.

She walked along the dimly lit streets, trying to sort out the maze of feelings she had swarming inside of her.

~•~

Mustang sat at his desk, staring at the Lieutenants empty one. It felt strange without her presence.

He had always been comfortable around Riza, she had this strange calming effect on him. He adored every feature about her, from her toes to the top of her head.

He sighed and re started his paperwork, wondering why she distracted him so easily.

[A/N] Yo. This chapters short.. Sorry DX next chapters will be longer! Hope you enjoyed! This was sorta an intro, things'll start picking up soon, promise!

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