Roy just sighed and closed his eyes, not feeling anything. His head reached the bed and he fell asleep. Once again, in dreamland. This time, the first time they met...
Colonel Roy Mustang was decked out in his military best. He walked into the glamorously bright room. Music was playing and people were talking and laughing. But when he walked in, all the men stood shocked, and all the women were smiling and hinting towards him. He smirked. He KNEW he looked good.
"Hey Colonel, where's your date?"
Mustang just smirked again. As a rule, all military personal when attending the military ball, had to bring a date. He hadn't, but it wouldn't matter. He had...a variety to choose from. He smirked and took a glass of wine. His hair was perfect, he had shaven the stubbles off his face, and he had a strong muscular build that he was very proud of.
"Hey Colonel, I dare ya to ask that lady over there to dance wit ya!"
Mustang turned to the lady that one of his men had pointed out. Roy arched his eyebrows and gave a small smile. She was gorgeous. She had long flowing hair and she had on a shiny silver dress with a sash around the middle. Her figure was absolute. Her smile lit up the room. Roy Mustang smiled again. He walked over to the lucky lady and ever so the charmer he said, "Good evening ma'am..." He gave a charming smile and continued, "I'm Colonel Roy Mustang," he kissed her hand politely, "would you give me the honor...of dancing with me?" All the women through jealous looks and all the men..wished they were him.Â
Soon, the colonel and the lady were on the dance floor. It was a slow dance and her head was on his chest. Mustang asked a question with that deep voice of his, "I don't remember...me asking you your name? How rude of me..." It turned out, her name was Arianna Mitchell; The Gentle Alchemist. Roy smiled, "A fine name, for such a fine woman.." They continued dancing and Roy swirled her around. The song ended. They bowed and walked off the dance floor.