Author's note: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist or its characters. I know there's technically not a Valentine's Day in the FMA universe, but I couldn't help myself. This is AU and contains spoilers for Mustang and Hawkeye's backstory. A special thank you to everyone who had taken the time to review this fic. I really appreciate your support.


Accidentally in Love

This was all Maria's fault. Maria's and Gracia's. Riza tried to remember how her friends had talked her into this. Ah, yes. It was for the children. Next time the children could fend for themselves. Unlike Maria who was also participating in this bachelorette auction and Gracia who was organizing the thing, she did not have someone who was sure bid on her. True, all the highest bidder got was dinner with her, but the whole idea of having to go out with whoever purchased her for the evening bothered her. But here she was, standing up on stage and listening to Gracia read her information card.

"First Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye is twenty-five years old and originally from a little town near our Northern HQ. She joined the military shortly after school and is an expert markswoman. Her hobbies are reading, target practice, and art. Riza also has a pet dog by the name of Black Hayate. She is fond of romance and vampire novels and enjoys gardening. Shall we start the bidding at ten dollars?"

Before she knew it, Riza had been sold for one hundred and thirty dollars. She sighed as she headed back stage. At least it hadn't been one Archer or Kimblee who had won in the end. Neither of them had taken her rejection of them very well, and a night out with either of them would have been most unpleasant. As it was, she would just have to deal with a stranger for the evening.

To her surprise, it was not a single man waiting for her to arrange the details of the date, but half a dozen young officers, including Jean Havoc who she'd gone through basic training with. She raised an eyebrow.

"I hadn't realized that this would be a group dinner."

Havoc shrugged. "It's not. We sort of bought your date for our commanding officer. He had the tendency to unintentionally steal our dates, so we figured that we'd get him a date of his own for Valentine's Day."

"I see. Anything specific in mind?"

Havoc shot her a grin. "Just dinner at your place, keeping him away from the female population in general. Is six o'clock good for you?"

"That will be just fine. I take it you'll need my address?"

So Riza found herself putting together dinner for the fourteenth. She spent the afternoon at the local farmer's market, procuring supplies for dinner. She had planned to have cheese fondue with a salad and Xing pears. She had also gotten a bottle of good white wine as well as a chocolate mousse for dessert. Riza wasn't quite sure why she was going to such trouble for this, but at least the dinner would be pleasant even if the company fell flat.

With the table set, Riza took a quick shower and changed into one of the few dresses she owned. The butterflies in her stomach were back in full force as she lit the candles on the mantle and the flame for the fondue. Everything was ready; she just needed her date.

Hayate began to bark, and a moment later there was a knock at the door. Riza hurried to answer it.

"Hayate, heel." She opened the door. "I'm Riza Hawkeye. You must be my--"

She stopped short. Standing in her doorway with a boquet of irises tucked under his arm, was her father's former student, Roy Mustang.

"Riza? What are you doing here?"

"I live here. What are you doing here?"

"I'm supposed to meet my date here?" He hesitated. "Do you have a roommate?"

She smiled. "No, that's me. Please come in."

He hesitantly stepped into the apartment. Hayate decided to investigate the newcomer and happily attempted to trip Roy.

"Let me take your coat."

He handed her both his coat and the flowers. "Those are for you. An apology of sorts since I know that the guys pretty much forced you into this."

"That's sweet of you. I'll put these in water." She smiled at him, hooking the coat on the rack behind the door. "Dinner won't take much longer. It's cheese fondue."

"So, you also joined the military."

She could hear the question in his voice. Riza set the vase on the coffee table. "I wasn't suited for much else, and I didn't have the money to further my education. Besides, it's turned out to be a good fit."

Roy reached out a hand and pulled her down to sit next to him. "You're happy?"

"I am."

He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Good. I always meant to keep in touch with you."

"I did as well."

Roy grinned. "Well, we're both here now. So, tell me everything that's happened since the funeral."

She laughed. "Over dinner, maybe. Besides, I want to know just as much. Quid pro quo, Roy."

Dinner was spent trading stories. It had been nearly seven years since they had last seen each other, and there was plenty to catch up on.

"You're kidding. Gracia Hughes is probably my best friend." Riza skewered another piece of bread. "Her husband is your best friend?"

"Mm-hm. If I had let them set me up on a blind date, we probably would have run into each other before now."

"Thank you, no. As much as I love Gracia, I don't need her matchmaking. Pass the salad, please."

Roy dunked another piece of bread in the cheese. "Have I told you I love your hair? You always talked about growing it out, and it looks wonderful."

After dinner, he shooed her out of the kitchen.

"I'm perfectly capable of cleaning up and making coffee." He smiled. "Go relax. When did you get the puppy?"

"His name is Black Hayate. Fuery brought him into the office a few weeks ago. No one else could take him, so I adopted him."

Dessert was taken in the living room, the two of them curled up together on the couch. Riza was surprised how naturally they had slipped back into old patterns. She and Roy had always been close. In fact, she had often wondered if he would have dated her if it weren't for her father. That had been one of the major rules in the Hawkeye house: Riza Hawkeye was off limits to any and all males. Not that anyone had asked her opinion on the rule.

Roy kissed the top of her head. "I've missed you. I always meant to come back and see how you were doing, but one thing led to another, and I never got back to Rainith."

"I left soon after you did. I couldn't stay there with both of you gone."

His fingers stroked through her hair. "Riza, can I kiss you?"

Riza nodded, not really trusting her voice. He tipped her head up and gently pressed his lips against hers. Roy pulled back slightly, only to kiss her again and again.

"Would you like to have dinner with me on Saturday?" He smiled. "This time I'll cook."

"I'd like that." She leaned in to kiss him.

She walked him to the door. "Thank you for a lovely evening. I'm glad my date ended up being you."

Roy kissed her hand. "Not as much as I am. I'll see you Saturday at seven. Happy Valentine's Day, Riza."

"Saturday," she agreed and stole on more kiss. "Goodnight."