For You, Hawkeye

Riza Hawkeye walks into her office, trying to get away from a certain flame alchemist. As she walks over to her desk, she notices a folded piece of paper on her desk. Picking it up, she looks at her puppy, Black Hayate. “I don’t know. Do you think I should read it?” Riza asks him. Black Hayate looks up at her, barking happily, as if he was saying “yes”. Sitting down on her desk, she opens the folded paper.

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Mustang Man loves you,

Do you love him?

Rolling her eyes at his poor attempt to write a love poem, she couldn’t help thinking that he was so sweet as to try one. I mean, yah, she had gotten love notes and love letters when she was in school, but none were as bad as this poem. “But I never got a love poem in school,” Riza thinks, “but Roy wrote it so bad that I love him for that reason.” Black Hayate’s barking brought her back to reality. There, standing in her doorway, was Roy with a rose and a violet. Smiling up at “Mustang Man”, she walks over to him, wraps her arms around his neck, and kisses him.


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