Author Note: A collection of drabbles and prompts that I've written on Tumblr or LiveJournal that are just RoyAi moments with no chronological order or connected plot. A simple Series of One-shots of my OTP.

Disclaimer: I don't own FMA

RoyAi Collection

Chapter 1

Awkward Proposal

The moment was finally here! They had survived the Promised Day, saved the world and managed to get his eyesight back. Roy was not Fuhrer (yet!) but things were on the road to change. For the first time in years he was completely confident in the direction his life was going. Soon they would depart for Ishval to rebuild but there was one thing he had to do first. He stood up and put his hands on his desk, it was the day they had worked towards for a decade.

The Flame Alchemist completely lost his confidence as soon as Hawkeye looked at him. He could feel the courage leaving him, his body became cold and hands started to sweat. His knees started to shake and his voice box found a pitch it hadn't used since before he hit puberty. Overall this was a disaster and if he wasn't a bumbling idiot he would have called a retreat to regroup. "Lieutenant?"

Riza turned to look at him and she could see him shaking. His voice was distressed and he looked like he was going into shock. "General? Is everything OK?"

"Yes!" He said, the reply coming out in a whistle instead of the cocky and irrefutable affirmative he had hoped for. His brain screamed abort! but he was going to salvage this. He had to. "We've been together a long time."

Riza cocked her head. Mustang was clearly shaken and this conversation starter almost sounded like there was going to be a disruption to that 'being together' part. He kept rubbing his hands on his pants nervously and ran his fingers through his hair like he always did when he was trying to pretend he was in control of the situation. What was going on? "Sir?"

"Would you….." Roy inwardly cursed at himself. That wasn't what he practiced! "Will you honor…"

She stared at him. Honor her promise? To shoot him? What the hell was he thinking? They did the right thing! "If this is about the human transmutation, you were forced to do that sir!"

He opened his mouth to say something then shut it. Ok, this was already spiraling out of control. "No, that's not it."

She wondered what else he could be experiencing guilt over. What he could think had lured him off his path? "Using the philosopher's stone was the right thing to do!"

Say it Idiot! SAY IT before this goes to hell! "You said you'd follow me into hell and…I want to know if you'd do it by my side instead." Oh my God, you fucking idiot!

"Are you asking me to shoot myself too?" She asked. "I thought we cleared this up in the tunnels, without you I…"

"I can't be without you!" He said in a pitchy squeak. "I mean, I want to be with you for all eternity."

She frowned. Now he was experiencing insecurity issues about the afterlife?

"Forget everything I just said." He stepped forward and wiped his hands off again on his pants. "What I need to know…I mean what I want to ask….What I'm trying to say is…."

She listened to a string of Xingese curses she couldn't even begin to understand. He reached in his pocket and took out a small bag. He took out a ring and held it up between them.

"Will you do me…." the ring suddenly slipped from his wet and trembling fingers and hit the ground. "FUCK!"

She watched him drop to his knees to find the ring he had dropped and continued to watch him crawl around the office floor, and under his desk. More Xingese curses filled the room as she looked at her General's ass wiggling around as he tried to grab a ring he intended to give to her. It was like they were kids again, that lanky teenager who stole her heart and treated her like a queen even though he could have had any girl he wanted. He chose her. Then there was a thump as he whacked his head on his desk as he tried to crawl back out.

"Son of a bitch!" Roy hissed and finally a little anger and frustration helped him push aside his anxiety. He got out from under the desk and remained kneeling. Then he brushed some hair from his eyes, raised one knee and held out the ring again. He had nearly half his life to prepare for this moment and now he had so thoroughly botched it that he was about ready to just tell her to shoot him. "Riza, will you marry me?"

She bit her lip and suddenly was overwhelmed with emotion as tears started to well up in her eyes.

He stood up when she didn't say anything. Maybe he didn't say that last thing out loud. "Will you do me the honor of being your wife….I mean my wife. Will you be my wife?"

She leapt into his arms, catching him off guard and apparently off balance as he fell backwards and slammed into the floor. The ring, once again, flew out of his hand and across the floor. She placed her lips on his, excited and also as a preventative measure to stop him from saying anything else. His arms wrapped around her and she lost herself in the kiss, not hearing the door to the office open or the entire team enter to find out what the 'bang' was.

Breda burst into tears. "Oh my God! This is the best kind of bang! I can die happy!"

Roy looked up at the team, minus Havoc who was still in the hospital in rehab. Breda was sobbing into Falman's shoulder and muttering things about the satisfaction of finally seeing them kiss. Falman just smiled at him and Fuery was not attempting to hide his joy. He however just didn't care. There was something he still needed to hear and he was hoping she wouldn't make him ask again. "So, was that a yes?"

"Yes." Riza said and kissed him again.

Roy pointed in the direction of where the ring flew. As soon as she broke off the kiss he found his commanding voice again and said, "Can someone please get me the ring I just dropped so I can give it to my fiance?"