A/N: Not an omake for once xD But I'm tired of reading pre-Ishval stuff where Riza is this bubbly little teenager and bestest friends with Roy o3o

I like to read them, but I could never think of that as how it went. So here's a little story on how I think it went. Or part of it, at least. The next chapter (more than one?) will be during Ishval, most likely. If not, they'll be some coming up.

-edit type thing for posting-

Not actually gonna get the first chapter edited 8D YAY.

I'm gonna post it for RoyAi Day!! Even though it's a day late...

Anyhow, this fanfic (all 4 or 5 chapters of it) is all about Roy and Riza's past and how I interpret it. Later I'll be posting a fanfic of how I think part of their future is going to go (not like a kid or wedding or anything, MUCH more emo xD)

SO I hope ya'll have had an awesome RoyAi Day :D

Enjoy!

Title: Conversations
Pairing/s: RoyAi (Roy x Riza)
Genre/s: Angst/Romance
Point of View: Sometimes Roy's, sometimes Riza's.
Summary: Riza Hawkeye and Roy Mustang have been together for more than 10 years. They didn't talk much...but they thought of everything. Manga based. RoyAi (RoyRiza Roy x Riza)
Word Count: 2,173 (for chapter one)

Conversations

-- First Conversation --

Roy walked slowly down the street, trying his hardest not to take in the scenery around him. His home was in a fine neighborhood; they weren't rich nor poor, so it wasn't beautiful. However, when the young man walked to his master's house every day or two, the area got...uglier. It was a large home, but no one took care of it and he was pretty sure the houses next to Master Hawkeye's were abandoned.

The walk wasn't too far, they lived in the same general area in Eastern Amestris. Roy came over every day if he could, but he wouldn't come over for a couple days during Holidays or other occasions.

Honestly, if Master Hawkeye didn't know so much about alchemy, Roy wouldn't even consider coming over there to learn it. The man himself was the slightest bit scary, although Roy was becoming closer to the man and accepting his strange ideals. His daughter, Riza, was just a year or two younger than Roy. She wasn't talkative in the least. Roy tried to avoid her; not because he didn't like her, he just didn't know her. And getting to know her would probably be too hard, Master Hawkeye usually kept Roy busy with work and studying. One time, Roy asked him if Riza had a mother...just out of curiosity. Master Hawkeye had said, '...Yes, she did.' And left it at that.

His own mother was Xingese, and Roy sometimes wondered why the woman came to Amestris and married his father. But his father and mother definitely loved each other, so that was probably reason enough.

Recently, the older man had been unusually quiet, and although he spoke enough to teach Roy what he needed to learn...the man used to talk more. Just when Roy thought they could be more casual around each other, Master Hawkeye stops talking. The last big thing he'd said was, 'I'm working on a big project soon...so don't come over until next week, alright?' Roy had wanted to ask about the project, but he knew better than to pry. It definitely had something to do with Riza, though...he had mentioned her more often during that week.

...

Roy opened the door and walked in, just like every time. He took off his coat and hung it on the coat hanger by the door. One foot in front of the other, his shoes clacked on the hard floor as he stepped slowly over to the lounge. "Master Hawkeye...?" Today was the day Roy was going to pop out the big question to his master, and although he knew the answer would probably be no, he had to ask.

"Come in, Roy."

The dark haired boy stepped into the dark room, and a strange look came upon his face to see his master lying in a large seat, across from a blazing fire and throwing what looked to be pain medicine into his mouth. He took a large sip of water, and brought a hand up to his forehead.

"Um...Master...are you alright?" Roy stood where he was. If Master Hawkeye was sick, he didn't want to catch it.

"There'll be no lesson today." He let out a raspy cough. "You can stay here for a while if you're parents don't expect you back, though."

"Oh...um, alright. Thank you." Roy walked out of the room. He was allowed to just...stay there? And not do anything? He tried to think of something that he could do. Roy glanced up at the clock. It was 10 am.

He sighed as his stomach grumbled angrily. The boy remembered he hadn't had any breakfast.

"Um...would you like something to eat, Mr. Mustang?"

The boy turned quickly to the source of the kind request. He smiled brightly at the small girl at the end of the hallway. He always tried to smile around her; if he could be friends with her, even in the slightest, he would like that. "If it's not too much trouble."

She nodded timidly and scurried towards the kitchen. He followed slowly, not questioning her actions.

"Is there anything you'd like specifically?" She turned around towards him, bangs covering one of her eyes as usual.

"Ah...no...as long as it's edible, I'll eat it." He chuckled and smiled again. She stared at him for a moment, than nodded and turned to grab something to make.

He watched her move. She was actually kinda cute, when he thought about it. But Roy quickly turned those thoughts off and started to look at what she was making instead. He almost jumped when she turned around again. "Mr. Mustang...you can wander around if you'd like. I'll come find you when it's ready."

"Oh...thank you." He stepped out of the kitchen, only to find himself at the beginning of a long hallway. Wander, huh? This should be interesting.

...

...

...

"Mr. Mustang...?" Riza creaked open the next doorway a little bit. She hadn't thought it would be this difficult to find him...but, then again, it was a pretty big house. "Oh!" She also hadn't expected to find him asleep on the couch.

The young girl walked over to his sleeping form and quickly poked him in the shoulder. "Mr. Mustang.? Your food is...um...ready." She stopped speaking when his eyes began to flutter open.

Roy felt suddenly extremely awkward at waking up with his Master's daughter standing in front of him. He jolted upright and blinked repeatedly. "Wha...? Oh." He suddenly remembered where he was, and why he'd been wandering. His stomach grumbled loudly, making him blush. "Um...did you say food?"

She held back a laugh, not wanting to make him feel more awkward. "Um...yes." She started to walk back to kitchen, knowing that he'd follow.

...

"So...uh...what'd you make me?" He smiled again, rubbing the back of his neck. It wasn't just awkward having a girl he didn't know very well making his breakfast for him, but she caught him taking a nap in someone else's house. To him, this was a very embarrassing situation.

"Mm...just some eggs." She put the plate on the table.

He opened his mouth. "Tha-"

"And bacon. And toast. And-" She kept talking while pointing to the items on his plate.

He cut her off with a swift, "Thanks."

She nodded and smiled a bit. Roy wanted to smile again just by the fact that he'd made her smile (he hadn't seen her smile much before), but was too busy stuffing his face with the food she'd cooked him. "This is..." He munched on the food some more. "...Really good!"

"Um...thank you, Mr. Mustang."

Why did she keep calling him that? Mr. Mustang. Mr. Mustang. He felt like an adult talking to a little kid. But he was only 17, and she was 15. No formalities were necessary, right? But would she feel awkward if he asked her to call him Roy?

Riza stared at him. She felt awkward. Why had she even offered to cook him breakfast anyway? And he was staring off into space. What was he thinking about?

"Hey...Riza..."

"Hm?" She turned up to look at him.

"Do you know what big project your dad was working on last week?" He took a bite out of a strip of bacon.

Riza froze. He asked her. He asked her. What was she supposed to say? 'Oh, Daddy dear just decided to tattoo the secrets of his alchemy onto my back so no one could get a hold of it unless I say they are worthy! Why do you ask?' Oh, yeah. That sounded great. "Big project? I don't know what you're talking about."

Roy stared at her. "Why are you lying?" He didn't know how he could tell. Something about her just seemed...different, when she wasn't telling him the truth.

She stared up at him strangely. "I-I'm not...lying. Why do you think I am?"

Roy felt awkward again. "W-Well...you, um, your voice sounded a little bit different...and...um..."

She gave him a blank stare. I'm that obvious? "Well, I'm sure it's just you're imagination. My father usually doesn't tell me about his projects, especially those involving alchemy. Since, obviously, I'm am not nor are going to be an alchemist."

"..." He put down the food and gave her a questioning look. "...Does it ever get lonely?"

She looked confused. "Excuse me?"

"I mean...Master Hawkeye always seems to be into his work. At least when I'm here, that's what I've seen. And from what I've seen, there isn't a mother around. So...who do you talk to?" He felt weird, asking her this. But he was curious, and felt like it was necessary to know.

"Um...I have friends from school."

"But they're never over...at least, not when I'm here." But he was over fairly often, surely she'd invite her friends over at least once in a while.

She turned away. "Well, I guess I like to focus on my studies while I'm home." This was uncomfortable questioning. She wasn't lonely! She had some weaknesses, but loneliness would be pathetic!

"...Don't you ever get lonely?"

"No, Mr. Mustang. This is how it's been for years. I've gotten used to it."

Roy could feel she was getting uncomfortable, so he dropped the subject. "...Sorry." He saw her head perk up and a mumbled "It's fine." was barely audible.

They sat in silence for a couple of minutes before Roy looked up at the clock. "Well, uh, my parents won't mind if I get back a little earlier than usual. Thanks again for breakfast."

She waved bye to him and he stepped out the door.

...

Walking slowly down the street, Roy realized that was the first conversation he'd ever had with his Master's daughter.

Judging by that one, he didn't think any others would be exactly comfortable either.

End Chapter 1

XD Okay...chapter 2 is gonna be right after Master Hawkeye died. Btw, I'm not saying Hawkeye-sensei. It sounds better, I know. But guess what? Amestris is based off of GERMANY. Xing is based off of CHINA. People don't say -sensei, -chan, -kun, -FUCKTHATSHIT in either of those countries (er...maybe they do in China xD I'm not a master in Chinese )!

And I'm not gonna bother making up anything...in a general sense. I'm not putting in Riza's dad's name...since I don't know it. I'm not making up anything about Roy's parents...except for the Xingese mother...but hey! He's got Xing in his blood. It's obvious. And most assume it's his mother's blood xD Why? I'm not sure. But I'll just stick with the masses for that one o3o

I noticed in chapter...uh...72? 71? Something like that, where Roy is on the phone with Riza. He could tell she was lying. And then during their conversation over lunch, he could tell she was lying. I could tell he could tell! XD So I figure she must do something to make it...somewhat obvious?

Well, until next time!