Fic - Solve et Coagula
Nov. 17th, 2011 12:23 amTitle --Solve et Coagula
Author--
cornerofmadness
series --manga
Disclaimer -- Arakawa owns all
Rating -- teen
Characters/Pairing -- Riza pov, Roy/Riza
Timeline/Spoilers -- no spoilers unless you don’t know where Roy learned alchemy
Word Count 484
Warning -- none
Summary -- She would never love an alchemist
Author’s Note -- This came to mind the moment I saw the prompt. The bit about the curse was inspired by Carrie Underwood's Cowboy Casanova. The title is an alchemical law 'dissolved and coagulate' which we'd know better as deconstruction and reconstruction. I suspect that I might have use the title before but most of my files went poof. Thanks to
evil_little_dog for the beta. This was written for
fma_fic_contest's 'giving in/giving up prompt and won second place.
sonjajade made the pretty banner. 
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Her life had been one of self denial imposed from within and without. Living with her father alternatively meant too many rules about what Riza should do and days where she would only see him if she chose to bring a tray of food to the lab.
Growing up, Riza had girlfriends in school but not many. She was the girl who lived in the rambling ‘haunted house’ and, therefore, not to be trusted. The girls who did welcome her friendship seemed so different from her, they might as well have come from the moon. When they sat around dripping hot wax into bowls of water to see the initials of their future husbands – tittering and speculating lavishly on who from their world of friends fit the lumpy wax letters – all Riza could think was she didn’t care what her future lover’s name was. Her only rule was he couldn’t be an alchemist. She wouldn’t marry her father’s type.
This determination didn’t feel endangered in the least by the arrival of her father’s apprentice. He was a cocky little thing. Her girlfriends went wild for his ‘exotic, smoky good looks.’ Riza wished they never implanted that idea in her head, because she started to see Roy in that light. What did it matter? Riza had her rule about alchemists and with her skin being her father’s ultimate alchemical tome, what man would want her? How could she explain herself? It was easy not to give in to her baser instincts with that in mind.
But that damned Roy was like a curse, like a drug seeping into her. Riza found herself seeking his company. He was fun to talk to, and had a home-life even more bizarre than her own. He had such amazing ideas for the future. They intoxicated her. In spite of herself, Roy had gotten to her. Riza found herself doing things she never could have imagined, like showing him her back and joining the military. She did it to protect him, because damn it, like most alchemists, he lived with his head in the ether and took insane risks.
Riza killed for him. She had him scar her more. Riza could have gotten away then, but she followed him to East City. Every day they labored side by side, the feelings between them ripening like sweet fruit: Forbidden, dangerous fruit.
Finally, they couldn’t deny themselves. Riza trembled, feeling his warm breath against her skin. No man had ever been this close. His erection bumped against her, still hidden by clothing, but that was a sight she would no longer deny herself. She would dissolve into him and together they would be even stronger.
She loved an alchemist and she didn’t even feel a moment of self-recrimination for it. Riza kissed Roy deeply as he unbuttoned her blouse. Nothing that felt this right could possibly be wrong.
Author--
series --manga
Disclaimer -- Arakawa owns all
Rating -- teen
Characters/Pairing -- Riza pov, Roy/Riza
Timeline/Spoilers -- no spoilers unless you don’t know where Roy learned alchemy
Word Count 484
Warning -- none
Summary -- She would never love an alchemist
Author’s Note -- This came to mind the moment I saw the prompt. The bit about the curse was inspired by Carrie Underwood's Cowboy Casanova. The title is an alchemical law 'dissolved and coagulate' which we'd know better as deconstruction and reconstruction. I suspect that I might have use the title before but most of my files went poof. Thanks to

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Her life had been one of self denial imposed from within and without. Living with her father alternatively meant too many rules about what Riza should do and days where she would only see him if she chose to bring a tray of food to the lab.
Growing up, Riza had girlfriends in school but not many. She was the girl who lived in the rambling ‘haunted house’ and, therefore, not to be trusted. The girls who did welcome her friendship seemed so different from her, they might as well have come from the moon. When they sat around dripping hot wax into bowls of water to see the initials of their future husbands – tittering and speculating lavishly on who from their world of friends fit the lumpy wax letters – all Riza could think was she didn’t care what her future lover’s name was. Her only rule was he couldn’t be an alchemist. She wouldn’t marry her father’s type.
This determination didn’t feel endangered in the least by the arrival of her father’s apprentice. He was a cocky little thing. Her girlfriends went wild for his ‘exotic, smoky good looks.’ Riza wished they never implanted that idea in her head, because she started to see Roy in that light. What did it matter? Riza had her rule about alchemists and with her skin being her father’s ultimate alchemical tome, what man would want her? How could she explain herself? It was easy not to give in to her baser instincts with that in mind.
But that damned Roy was like a curse, like a drug seeping into her. Riza found herself seeking his company. He was fun to talk to, and had a home-life even more bizarre than her own. He had such amazing ideas for the future. They intoxicated her. In spite of herself, Roy had gotten to her. Riza found herself doing things she never could have imagined, like showing him her back and joining the military. She did it to protect him, because damn it, like most alchemists, he lived with his head in the ether and took insane risks.
Riza killed for him. She had him scar her more. Riza could have gotten away then, but she followed him to East City. Every day they labored side by side, the feelings between them ripening like sweet fruit: Forbidden, dangerous fruit.
Finally, they couldn’t deny themselves. Riza trembled, feeling his warm breath against her skin. No man had ever been this close. His erection bumped against her, still hidden by clothing, but that was a sight she would no longer deny herself. She would dissolve into him and together they would be even stronger.
She loved an alchemist and she didn’t even feel a moment of self-recrimination for it. Riza kissed Roy deeply as he unbuttoned her blouse. Nothing that felt this right could possibly be wrong.

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Date: 2011-11-17 05:11 pm (UTC)with her skin being her father’s ultimate alchemical tome, what man would want her?
Ouch. Seriously, what was her father thinking?
like most alchemists, he lived with his head in the ether and took insane risks.
Haha, that’s so true. Except for Al, I think.
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Date: 2011-11-17 07:27 pm (UTC)I would love to see several back story gaidens for this universe and what was Hawkeye thinking when he did that to riza is one of them (Roy in his household and as a kid with Christmas is another)
Al is definitely the most level headed alchemist we see in the entire series
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Date: 2011-11-18 08:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-19 03:45 am (UTC)