IHeartFullmetal

"Of course I will, sir. I'd follow you into hell if you asked me to." There was always something about Roy Mustang that drew Riza to him. Even before they had considered each other "friends", when they were in that awkward middle ground between casual acquaintance and actual friendship that was only heightened by how confusing and lopsided an experience being a teenager can be, Riza felt this undeniable need to be around him, to get answers about him and answer questions about herself that, when Roy asked them, she was all too eager to answer. At the time (and, to a point, even now), Riza wasn't able to pinpoint why she felt this way, why he

To Roy Mustang, That is who is reading this, right? It was just today that father told me your name (after refusing to for about a month and only saying as much as 'he's an apprentice coming in the spring'), so I might be remembering wrong- although I'd like to think I'd remember a name as unique as your's. If I am, however, sorry in advance. However, if the person reading this is not Roy Mustang, then please, set the letter down. Really, you shouldn't be reading other people's mail- it's pretty rude. If you are Roy (is it OK if I call you that? I'm sure father will have us using formalities when you come here, so I'd like to try and be as c