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A Few SecondsDisclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist. Hiromu Arakawa doesA Few Seconds by Tigrette-of-Fire
A/N: Surprise, Surprise! I'm not dead! I know, I'm a horrible, horrible author. I'm a lazy person, I'll admit. When people aren't bothering me to work well, nothing happens. However, this is a Royai Day oneshot, so you don't have to wait for me to update! Happy Royai Day 2012 everyone!
This contains spoilers for volume twelve of the manga, and has fluffy qualities. You have been warned.
'Good, this should distract that thing for a while.' She thought as she placed his coat on the stone dummy 'Hopefully, a while is a long enough time for us to escape. How could I miss and shoot him?'
The blonde lieutenant ran back over to her kneeling commanding officer. Kneeling down beside him, she slung his arm over her shoulder, and gripped his uninjured side to support him. He grunted as they stood up, hand clenched over the bullet wound on his left. At least it was a clean entry and exit.
The Pros and Cons of Winter Ch 2Ch: 2The Pros and Cons of Winter Ch 2 by Tigrette-of-Fire
Disclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist. Hiromu Arakawa owns it, and if for some bizarre reason she's reading this: TEACH ME YOUR WAYS OF EPICNESS HIROMU! *Insert someone slapping me for that here*
A/N: Yes, yes. Today, I decided to actually Move, and get writing! I cannot abandon the Royai! (As I mentioned last chapter, I'm hopelessly obsessed with it.) Surprisingly enough, this story gave me the least writers block today! For the next day or two, my updates could either be absolutely horrible or really great. I'm sick, which means time to write and draw, but that also means headaches, so I'm not really sure how that's going to go.
Oh! This takes place the next year, because this fic involves first snows.
"Miss Hawkeye! Wake up!"
'What on earth..?' Riza thought sleepily 'Mr. Mustang's never awake before me '
"Come on, Miss Hawkeye! Get up! It's snowing!"
'Ahh, of course. His strange obsession with snow ' She rolled out of bed, and
Soul Bonding Beyond AlchemyDisclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist. I also never will.Soul Bonding Beyond Alchemy by Tigrette-of-Fire
A/N: Hello everyone! This is my submission to Royai-Fiction's Valentines competition. Mwhahaha
It was Valentines day, and Colonel Roy Mustang was not a happy person. It wasn't that he disliked Valentines day - it was that he hadn't asked her out yet. Her, as in the military's top sniper and his most trusted subordinate: First Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye. Of course she was more than a subordinate to him. And they were more than friends. Just not officially, for lack of a better word.
They had never been involved romantically, despite the rest of the team's whispering. First there had been her father - by far the most terrifying person he had ever known, and now there were fraternization laws. Of course, if they were careful, they could make it work. As much as he didn't want to admit it, the strongest wall between them was his lack of courage. Though he was almost positive she returned his feelings,
Hawkeye House 9 - Not WantedStory Nine:Hawkeye House 9 - Not Wanted by RebbieChan
This was not how I wanted this to happen
Riza scanned her sector over and over again, searching for any sign of movement. She hated how powerful she felt behind her gun. If someone so much as breathed too heavy, she would see it and, without knowing it, whoever it had been would be dead.
From the way the sun hung in the sky, she knew that her shift was done. Here came the hard part; getting down from her post.
She pushed herself up off her stomach onto her knees and threw her gun over her shoulder. I can't blame Major Hughes for this one. Riza had been the one to find and suggest this spot. Now she was regretting it big time.
Shakily getting on her feet, the ruins of the temple shook under her too. Crap! This was stupid! She went back down to being on all fours and crawled across the long dormer, careful not to get stuck in one of the many holes.
Coming to the end she wrapped her arms around the half broken statue of an angel and swung her feet down to fee
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