Fullmetal Alchemist One-Shots

<•4•> (Royai One-Shot) -Haunted-

[A/N] Sup! So, this one-shot is when the Ishval War of Exermination is happening. May be pretty violent, but that's just how things roll here XD

<•4•> (Royai One-Shot) -Haunted- *3rd Person POV*

Riza sat on a crate, staring ahead of her. The sun was sinking down, casting an array of colors to shine upon the desert like terrain of Ishval.

She pulled her uniform close to herself, feeling shivers run up her spine. Every time her eyes closed, the image of blood splattering with each of the bullets she shot wracked her memory's. Riza staring out into nothingness, wandering once more why she had chosen this path. Why would she decide to be a soldier. To go through this everyday, to kill in cold blood.

That reason walked up to her.

"You alright?" she recognized Roy's deep voice as it came from behind her. She didn't turn to him, she didn't want to imagine that he had been through just as bad as her, if not worse. She didn't want to see his eyes, once soft, turned to the eyes of a killer.

Roy saw her nod, ever so slightly. He noticed her shivers, at night it turned from blistering heat to freezing cold. Roy removed his white coat that was above his uniform and draped it around Riza's shoulders.

She was surprised at the action and turned to look up at him questioningly. He smiled lightly and sat beside her.

Riza pulled the coat closer to her, inhaling the smell of smoke that coated it. Riza could only imagine what she smelled like. Probably awful, after all this war and killing, the smell of death probably lingered on her. But Roy's smell was comfort to her.

Roy returned to his first question.

"Are you alright?" he asked once more.

Riza shook her head, giving in. She close her eyes tightly and hung her head, the images flashing before her eyes, all the death she caused, the children, the women, the men. Everyone she had killed.

She felt a sudden warm arm wrap around her shoulders, and, noticing its warmth and comfort it have her, Riza leaned into the owner of the arm, who gently stroked her hair in comfort.

"All the people.... Gone.... Dead.... I.. I killed them...." Riza choked out, not wanting to let the now growing tears fall. Not here, she told herself, not now.

"Shhh.. You don't have to tell me.... I understand..." he said softly into her ear, and it's true. He understood killing all those people.

Being used as a weapon. As a tool.

After a long while, it could have been minute or maybe even hours, but what was for sure was that the sun had disappeared and the moon shone a blue ish light upon them, Riza finally pulled away from Roy.

"Will you be okay tonight?" Roy asked, not wanting her to be left alone.

"I'm not sure..." Riza turned her gaze away from the man, not wanting to meet his eyes.

Roy reached out his hand and put it on her cheek, turning her to face him, and he gently rubbed the dirt and grime from her face with his thumb. He thought for a moment, debating what he should do.

"Stay with me," he said at last, making up his mind. "you can stay with me in my tent. No one will notice. And I'll keep you safe. "

Riza opened her mouth to argue. "But-"

"No buts," Roy said. "your staying with me. "

Roy stood and offered Riza his hand. She took it and got to her feet, Roy held her hand as he walked her to his tent, almost everyone else already asleep, save a few people keeping watch around warm fires.

Once the reached the small tent that held only one bed, Roy grabbed an extra blanket and set it on the floor for himself.

"You can have the bed, I'll be fine down here. " He informed Riza.

"But I can't take your bed-"

"Yes you can, and you will. Alright?" Roy stood firm on his decision.

Riza knew she wouldn't win this. Roy was stubborn, and that may have been one of the only reasons her father had trained him.

Riza nodded and slipped into the bed, not realizing how tired she was until her head hit the pillow and she fell asleep.

Roy layed on the floor, and minutes after Riza found himself asleep also.

~~~TIME LAPSE, AROUND MIDNIGHT~~~

Roy awoke, his back stiff already. He looked around his dark tent, the only light was from a fire outside, casting shadows of people into his tent.

He looked up at the bed, Riza thrashed about, her forehead thick with sweat. He got up and knelt beside the bed, putting a hand on her hot cheek. Her thrashing calmed a bit.

Knowing she probably wouldn't mind, he slipped onto the bed beside her, Riza instinctively curled into Roy's chest, and he put his arms around her.

Roy wished he could live in this moment forever. His arms around Riza, feeling her so close to himself.

He soon fell into a comfortable sleep, his queen wrapped in his arms.

[A/N] Tada!! I personally think that chapter was really cute ^-^ and none of them got hurt or anything!!! Crazy, right? Hope you enjoyed!

Remember to Request, and I only do Canon, not OC/Reader one shots please!

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