Never the type to give up on anyone, not since that horrible day, she vowed that anyone who may get close to her, she would never give up on them. As hard is it may be to stick to that promise. Since, she's never been the same.
She thought that once, she had told him her feelings for him, but remembering the rules she put up for herself, she couldn't imagine herself doing so... As painful as it might be. No, Military was strictly business. Often she had told herself that it might be okay if it was some time off duty. But again, no. Once back on duty, would he be able to set it aside? Love can not distract her from her job. Nothing can. Besides... it's not like he will return her feelings. New girl every week.. All very pretty. None like her.
She rolled over, facing the wall. The thought of herself and him together. ..This was surely a sign that she had been off duty for far too long. To allow herself to think this much. Especially about an untouchable subject. She could only dream.
Since Hughes's death, Roy, and all under his command, were given time off. She had been visiting Roy every day, to make sure he was okay. ..But, he wasn't okay. He wasn't cracking his normal jokes, and he stayed in bed all day. Maybe this was normal? A wound inside the heart is something far more painful than a wound nearly anywhere else... Right?
She sighed, and sat up. Then, began getting ready to go over to his house.
Finally ready, she walked out her door, but who should be standing there? Havoc.
" Sir?" Not very often that she have visitors. When she usually did, it was something urgent.
He chuckled. " Not often you have visitors, and when ya do, it's only for something important. I decided to drop by for something really important."
She looked at him in question. " What's that?"
He sighed, and put his un-lit cigar into his shirt pocket. " Why, just for the sake of coming over just for a visit. Must be kind of annoying, people just coming over when there's something important. Never visiting for any other reason."
"Sir, I don't mind. You shouldn't feel that it's your job to do so."
He laughed out loud. " Ah. Ever the Riza. You'll never change. On duty, even while off duty, eh? Hear you've been visiting Roy. How is he doing?"
She looked up at him, her face becoming stern, and then walked passed him. Her way of saying ' if you want to know, then follow.'
She knocked on Roy's door, waiting for him to yell from his room, an invite. Nothing. Was he still sleeping? Perhaps... Knocking a little louder this time, she held her breath. Still nothing. She frowned a bit. " Sir?!"
Havoc patted her on the shoulder. " Ah, he's probably just sleeping. " Pushing her aside, in a none rude manor, he opened the door. " Hey, Roy! You've got visitoooorss. " He blinked, and then turned around. "Eh, come to think of it, I don't think I've ever been in his house. Where is his room?"
Riza sighed, never one to walk into someone's house with out a direct invitation. But, she figured, Havoc would insist on staying... There was no way she was going to leave him in Colonel's house, un-accompanied.
Without saying a word, she walked passed Havoc, and headed up the stairs. Once reaching his bedroom door, she knocked, then turned to Havoc. " This time, don't open the door unless he--" She glared at him. Through one ear, and out the other. The door was open.
She stepped in. " Sorry, sir."
He rolled over, now facing the door, slowly opening his eyes. He looked around, as though he had no idea where he was. Then, his eyes shifted over to the two familiar faces. He gave a sign of acknowledging them, then closed his eyes. Just as though he never woke up, he went back to sleep.
Riza looked at Havoc out of the corner of her eyes, frowning. Havoc just kept looking at Roy, then looked down at Riza. "Ah, he probably just stayed up late! No big deal! Anyway! I got to go! See ya!" As he left, she noticed that he seemed to have been in a hurry.
She turned around and faced Colonel again. She walked over to his bed, and just stood there, staring through him, rather than at him. Even when the colonel was out drinking with his new date after staying up until 6 in the morning, he never slept in. With him, as long as he got even a minute of sleep, he was good to go for the day. ..Maybe she was taking this all too seriously? After all, he's only human.. Maybe all of the sleep he missed in the past was finally catching up to him?
She huffed a sigh, and headed towards his bedroom door. " Riza, Wait." She turned around, and studied him a bit. His voice was hoarse. She hurried back over to his bed side. " Sir, are you okay?" He waved his hand, telling her it was nothing. " I'm fine. ...Do you think you could get me something to eat?" Looking him over, she put her hand on his forehead, then looked at him in shock. " Sir...?" He glared and hit her hand away. " I'm fine! The only thing that's wrong, is I'm hungry!"
"Yes, sir." She turned, and headed downstairs to the kitchen. She could hear that the fridge door was open, with the bottles of... whatever, that might be in there, clanking against each other. 'Must be Havoc.' Turing around the corner, she found, it certainly was not Havoc.
A female, with long curly black hair was standing in front of the fridge, her arms full of wine bottles. She was dressed in a short skimpy nightgown. Taking a step forward, she forgot to pick up her other foot, and stumbled, the table in front of her catching her fall. She let go of some wine bottles because of the stumble. Riza casually watched it roll of the table, and shatter onto the floor.
The "lady" came out from behind the table, obviously already drunk. Her legs seeming like they would snap underneath her. Riza looked her over, and couldn't help but be amused, though that surly did not show.
" Oh.. You must be.. ah.. th'um. The maid!" She wobbled, and pointed at the wine bottle that just fell to the floor. " You've got a muss right 'ere."
Still amused, she cocked an eyebrow. " Look lady, I don't know who you are, but you're going to have to leave. I suggest you do so now."
The lady looked Riza over, and walked over to her... if you could call it a walk. " And just who sayz?"
Riza grabbed a chair from the table, and turned it backwards, resting her arms on the back. " Well, if you want to know.. You see, I have this good friend of mine. It's kind of emotionless, cold most of the time. Really intimidating, and can put a hole through your head. Tell me, what do you think my friend is?"
She jerked her head back, and looked at Riza like she was crazy, and then smirked. "Oooohh.. A remote."
Cocking an eyebrow, Riza tilted her head, and frowned in agreement. " I guess I can.. kind of see how you would think that. But no. It's called a gun."
The lady started rambling about how Riza made a poor attempt to scare her, and then went on to many different subjects. The whole time, Riza just stared at her, still amused... Highly amused. " Interesting story, lady. But look. I've got a job to do, so get the hell out of here. " Riza stood up from the chair, and pointed her gun right in the middle of the drunks back. Suddenly, she was a lot more cooperative.
They reached the door, and Riza threw it open. The lady turned to her, her sobriety seeming to get even worse by the minute. " Oh. Tell Roy tha'um.. I love him an'll see 'im tomorrow." She looked her dully in the eye, then turned her towards the opened exit, nudging the back of the drunks knee's.. of course, causing her to fall. Riza slammed the door, then hearing some of the bottles the drunk was carrying shatter to the ground, she went to the kitchen, and cleaned the mess. She then began making Roy some soup.