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My Childhood Playmate, Humorous Ed/Winry romance...with a twist
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post Mar 4 2005, 12:43 PM
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u better hurry up with that chapter or there is gonna be a riot here....
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GAH!!! Angry peasents!! *runs and draws out manuscript* I got it done! I got it done! *holds up chapter five*

Sorry about the long update. Reason I'm so slow is because I don't really wanna rush it and make it sound stupid. But I'm glad you all like it! And now that I'm on Spring break (off for an entire week, w00t!), I'll be able to get a lot more done. Who knows? Maybe actually finish the darn thing. Maybe....depends on my laziness this week... tongue.gif

Okay, this chapter is, I hope, well worth the wait as it is very long (10 pages! blink.gif ) and....*giggles* has a little Ed/Winry smutty goodness cool.gif so if you are uber-sensetive, might be best for you to skip this chapter.

And what's this!? Colonel Mustang...the COMEDY RELIEF!?!


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Chapter Five

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Warm summer sunlight filtered through the curtains, spilling illuminating heat upon her face. Winry stirred awake and the first thought that poked through her mind was wonder at how she had gotten into her room. For some reason, her left shoulder ached, not painfully but still uncomfortable.

What happened? Had she fainted again?

By this times the memories of the previous night were slowly coming back to her and she shivered, whimpering slightly. Her worst fear had come true; Ed hated her. Now that he knew everything…

A warm weight rested around her waist, her groggy brain suddenly realized. Now that her head was clear enough to think, the majority of heat she felt did not come from the sun but rather from something lying next to her.

Or, more accurately, someone

A small snore erupted and Winry raised herself on her elbows to further give her the ability to turn and see just who she was sharing her bed with. Ed lay fast asleep beside her, his left arm wrapped securely around her waist. She smiled to herself as she watched him dream, remembering when she, Ed, and Al used to sleep together in one of the grown-ups’ bed during overnight visits. How they would stay up, talking about magical fantasies of faraway lands, giggling when they got in trouble for being too loud. Though Al would snuggle with her too because he was sweet like that, it was Ed who held her like she belonged to him and only him (he always was a possessive little booger).

Careful so as not to wake him, Winry began to scoot towards the edge of the bed. Unfortunately, Ed’s arm had other plans and tightened its hold around her.

“Ed…!”

“Don’t move,” Ed breathed without opening his eyes. “Just lay here…with me…for a few minutes…”

She obliged, leaning her head in the crook of his neck as he shifted his body to a more comfortable position. Nose pressed against her hair, she could feel his breath trickling down her ear with each exhale, causing the hairs to stand straight on end. After a moment, she squirmed again in another attempt to get away.

“Edward,” she began in a warning tone.

“Don’t leave.”

“Ed, I hafta go to the bathroom!”

“So?”

“Do you want me to pee on this mattress?”

She could tell that his eyes were open and he was glaring at her. “You wouldn’t do that.”

“Wanna bet? It is MY bed, after all.”

She could tell he was weighing the possibilities: Keep holding onto Winry and risk getting urinated upon, or letting her go do her dirty business.

“Fine,” he pouted, removing his arm. “You’ve got two minutes.”

Soon as his arm was gone, she jumped off the bed and whirled around to stick her tongue out at him. “Psych!” she exclaimed gleefully.

“WHAT!?” he cried, jerking to a straight sit-up, eyes wide at being so easily duped. “You tricked me!”

“Not my fault you’re so gullible,” she giggled, then shrieked when Ed pounced at her. She tried to get out the door but he was too fast, and next thing she knew she was pressed flat against the wall with both of his arms planted beside her head. His eyes were glittering devilishly at her. “I…I guess you win,” Winry remarked with a small, slightly nervous laugh.

“Oh, no, sweetheart, the game has only just begun,” he replied, his grin screaming pure evil.

Her eyes darted as he continued to leer at her, prolonging this for as long as possible. “Well, we’re sorta in a precarious position, aren’t we…?” she declared, smiling wavering.

“Really? I kinda like this position.”

His left hand moved from the wall to trail down her thigh, pulling their hips against each other. “And if I recall correctly, you really liked this position, too.”

“Ed!” she gasped, face flaring three shades of crimson. “I have a boyfriend!”

“Me? Yeah, I know.”

“NO! Felix…!”

Ed snorted, rolling his topaz eyes. “Please. It’s not like you’re married.”

“I’m still devoted to him!” she hissed, unable to believe this guy’s unconcern for the sacredness of a relationship, even if it was only dating. Then again, she hadn’t really been concerned either, had she?

“Are you, Winry?” he replied, serious expression replacing his earlier smirk. She gave a tiny squeak when Ed ever-so-lightly rubbed himself into her, and, in spite of the seeming impossibility, her blush increased. She struggled to keep from losing her train of thought.

“O-o-kay,” she managed to choke out, “I admit…I do want you, Ed. I-I want you so bad! But…but it’s not the same…desiring someone…and loving someone is not the same thing!”

He tilted his head to one side, blinking at her. “It’s not?”

Feeling braver, as long as she kept her focus away from his suggestive grinding, she barged on, “You know it’s not! For two people in love…there has to be more! There has to be more than just desire and sex!”

“Is that so?”

All of a sudden the world was tilting dramatically as Ed picked her up and slumped her over his shoulder with ease. “Edward, what in the world--!?” Winry cried but he said nothing as he plopped her down on the bed. For a second or two, he looked down upon her, his smug leer returning, liking how she looked like that lying there with her golden hair sprawled about the mattress, face the softest hue of red…

“I KNOW YOUR TICKLE SPOT!” he yelled, pouncing on her and proceeding to abuse her sides. She screamed, flailing about in poor attempt to get away, laughing hysterically until tears started rushing down her face.

“Hee hee….dammit, Ed!” she gasped out in between desperate breaths of laughter. “Eeek! Don’t…yip!…do that!!”

“I know your tickle spot, I know your tickle spot…!” he continued to jeer in a sing-song tone, showing no mercy as his fingers crawled around her undersides. Eventually, in her light-hearted despondency, she tackled him back, turning the tables.

“No!” Ed screamed, his own laughter ringing in the small bedroom. “Not the neck! Anything but the neck!” Out of all his body parts, Winry had always known that the area between his jaw line and his shoulder blade was the most sensitive…to tickling especially…among other things.

She was reminded of that one time she had given him a hickey on his neck, the way he clung to her, breathing tiny moans of pleasure in her ear…she shivered in the morbid satisfaction of having him completely at her mercy, both then and now.

They rolled about the bed, tangling themselves in the blankets, giggling childish sniggers as if they were both five again as they each tried to dominate the other. Eventually, they lay still, exhausted, still snickering softly. And Ed was on top of her.

“Pinned ya! I pinned ya!” he exclaimed triumphantly. “I WIN!”

She giggled again, instinctively tracing her fingers along his shirt front without realizing it, feeling the hard muscles underneath the black fabric. “And what prize does the winner demand?” she inquired with a smile. She felt strange. Strange, sexy, naughty all rolled into one sensation. Whenever Ed looked at her, no matter when or where or under what condition, she felt like she was the most beautiful thing in the world. Ed had always made her feel that way.

For the moment, Ed dodged the question as something more important needed to be addressed. “Earlier you said that in order for us to be in love there has to be more between us,” he reminded her softly. “Winry…how much more could there possibly be?”

“Ed--” she began but he silenced her by placing his left index finger upon her lips.

“Shh…don’t. I don’t want you to answer right away,” he countered. “I want you to think about it. Think about it for a long time. You were always telling me how I tend to overanalyze things. Maybe you should start following your own advice.”

He smiled down at her, removing his hand, and she felt her heart begin to pound more rapidly than it ever had before.

“But let’s discuss this later,” he continued cheerfully. “As for my ‘prize’, I want you to spend the entire day with just me.”

She blinked. “What?”

“Yeah! It’s really pretty out; let’s go to the lake. Have a picnic lunch! You know, like we used to!”

“But what about Al?”

“He’ll be fine. Besides, he would rather stay here with the cats, anyway. So grab your swimsuit, unless you wanna skinny dip!”

She frowned, not amused by his grin, in spite of how cute it made him look. “Oh, trust me, I’ll be wearing one,” she promised.

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Like a couple of preschoolers, they chased each other along the trail to the lake in their swimsuits; Winry carrying blankets while Ed carried the large picnic basket Pinako had been so kind to prepare for them. Ed allowed her to keep ahead of him, watching her hair fly behind her, blazing like spun gold in the sunlight. She turned her head to blow him a raspberry, and something plummeted straight to his gut, causing his face to grow warm. He really liked this view, especially when her running at that angle gave him a view of certain…female parts bouncing…hee hee…

“Yeah, you keep running, Winry!” he yelled. “I’m gonna catch ya sooner or later!”

She yelped and increased her pace.

As if just for this particular occasion, the day was far warmer than usual even in the summer. Sweltering, even. By the time the two of them arrived at the lake, they were jubilant to see the sparkling blue water of the lake greeting them. “Ahhh,” Winry sighed as she set the blankets down under the shade of a tall pine tree. “I don’t know what I want to do first; eat or go swimming.”

“I know what I wanna do,” Ed threw in helpfully.

“Something platonic, for once?”

He just smiled widely.

“Didn’t think so.”

“Wanna settle it with another tickle match?”

“You never give up, do you?”

In the end, they decided to snack a little first, take a swim, and then eat. After all, they had the entire rest of the afternoon to goof around. Sipping apple juice, Ed watched as Winry ate some strawberries, allowing his gaze to take in her curves. And that skimpy two-piece bikini she was wearing was driving him insane!

Winry sniggered silently to herself. She was fully aware of Ed feasting on her with his eyes. That was the entire reason why she wore it. Certainly she had other swimsuits in her closet, and far more conservative. Instead, she had chosen the one sewn with the least amount of material, strings tied in all the right places that could come loose with the simplest tug. Ed’s first reaction was priceless when she emerged from her room wearing something that probably only took two minutes to piece together. Needless to say, his nose practically burst in a fountain of blood.

What else could she do to torture him?

“Well, I’m going in the water now,” she announced, putting the rest of the strawberries back in the basket. “You coming?”

“Nah, I’ll just sit here for a minute and finish eating,” he replied, beginning to munch on a ham and cheese sub.

She winked at him. “Your loss.”

Damn, how was it possible for her to get any sexier!?

He was going to make her regret having even considered wearing that bikini in front of him.

Meanwhile, in the water, Winry was starting to forget Ed was watching her from the bank. The heat was starting to become unbearable from the afternoon sun and the icy-cold water of the lake was so inviting…

She found herself lost as she began to swim, body a little shocked at the sharp contrast of cold water to the hot atmosphere, but once she got used to it she became next to a fish as a human could ever get. For a while she floated on her back, staring up at the bright, cloudless sky above her. Then, feeling a little lightheaded and kooky, she dove into the water only to break the surface again, shaking droplets out of her hair.

The way her body arched and her hair flew when she came back up, diamond-like liquid splashing around her was too much for poor Edward. Wasting no time taking off his black tank, he headed for the lake at a full run, diving underwater once it was deep enough and made a beeline for her.

Jerking out of her daydreaming upon hearing the nearby splash, Winry shrieked when something brushed suggestively against her leg. “ED!” she screamed, splashing out of the way as he jumped up in front of her.
“What?”

The afternoon wore on into the early evening, Ed and Winry played various games as though time had never passed between them over the years. She was glad his automail was waterproof, otherwise they would have some serious problems. While she concerned herself with his mechanical limbs, her eyes were occupied elsewhere. Here, all alone with him, laughing like they were children again, Winry looked at Ed as if seeing him for the first time. Drops of water glistened off his muscular chest and rolled down those rippling abs, the hem of his swim trunks hugging his hips a little lower than most guys would have modestly preferred. Braid unraveled, his playful expression was framed by long, wet blonde hair slightly passed his shoulders, that one strand of hair still stubbornly sticking upward.

Blushing vividly, Winry glanced away, feeling confused. This was not the first time she had noticed how handsome and desirable her best friend had grown. It was just that…the light seemed different somehow. She couldn’t figure it out but it wasn’t the same.

Then it happened. So quickly that she had no chance to react or defend herself.

Waist above water, she discovered Ed had somehow gotten behind her. She felt the brush of his fingers along her back, the light quick tug of bikini strings…

…and the sharp draft that slapped across her exposed chest.

“EEEDDWAAAAAARDDDD!!!” she screamed, covering herself with her arms and diving underwater. Squatting there chin-deep in the lake, she glared murderously at Ed already on the shore, dangling her bikini top between his thumb and forefinger.

“My, my, what have we here?” he sniggered slyly, his wickedly smug expression enough to make the Big Bad Wolf die of shame.

“Ed, give that back!” Winry yelled spastically. Lake water was very, very cold.

“I will on one condition,” he replied. She should’ve seen this coming.

“What is it?” she shot back dryly.

“Dump that Felix guy!”

“What!? I can’t!”

“Sure you can. It’s easy. Just say ‘Felix, I don’t love you, anymore. I love Edward Elric’!”

The annoying, squeaky pitch he used to imitate her voice did not please her at all. Winry sighed. “Ed, it’s not gonna happen. Now will you please give me back my top?”

“Not until you say you’ll marry me!”

Completely guffawed, Winry gaped at him. “Are you freaking serious!?” She didn’t understand why she was so surprised. Knowing Ed, of course he was after more than a free peep show.

“No less serious now than the time I asked you when we were four.”

“Ed…” Strange. She was struggling with her negative reply; after all, it could never work. The word “no” and all its equivalent associates could not seem to form in her vocal cords. “Ed…” was all she managed to repeat.

Seeing the inner conflict etched in her face, Ed quickly changed the subject. “Okay, fine,” he declared with a nonchalant shrug. “If you want your precious top so bad, you’ll have to come get it!”

“Ed! You know that’s impossible!” she cried.

“Why?” he inquired in a seemingly innocent tone. “We’re the only ones here. And it’s not like I’ve never seen them before.” His wolfish made its reappearance upon the word “them”.

“I don’t care!”

“Oh, c’mon, remember when we used to take baths together?”

“Ed, we were three.”

He sighed deeply. “You’re no fun, Winry,” he whined. Shrugging again, he placed her bikini top on the ground in front of his feet.

Winry felt her face drain of its color as a sickening feeling retched in her gut. He…he wouldn’t…!!!

“Let’s see,” Ed muttered, staring down at her top contemplatively. “What can we transmute this into?”

He WOULD!!

“Ed.” Winry began very, very, VERY slowly before she gave him the peep show he wanted if it meant beating him to death. “Give. Me. Back. My. Top. Now.”

“Hang on a minute, Winry! I’m being creative!” he shouted back as if HE were the one annoyed.

“Creative!?”

Rolling his eyes, he stated, “Honey, I can’t decide when my creative drive pops in. It comes and goes at random.” He began waving her dismissively. “Now hush. You’re running the artistic moment.”

Stay in the water, Winry, she told herself firmly when she felt her body start to rise. Stay calm, and for God’s sake stay in the water! “My top was not made for you to practice your alchemic artistry!” she shouted.

“Then what’s it made for?”

That did it. Let him enjoy her exposure in these last few moments of his life. Hands clutched at her sides, she bolted upright and stormed after him.

“HOT DAMN! Baby, that’s what I’m talkin’ about!” Ed cat-called, then “eep”ed when he saw her glower that promised a thousand deaths. Snatching the bikini top, he held it high above his head as she tried to grab it. He turned in circles while she jumped at him, evading the top just out of her reach, laughing at her frustration…until her hands grabbed his neck, squeezing viciously.

“Give it to me or I’ll strangle you,” she snarled, her voice almost demonic.

His infamous grin returned. “Okay, I’ll give it to you.”

Instantly, his arms hugged her waist, holding her tightly as he kissed her so soundly that when their lips parted she was completely breathless. “You know I’m just doing this to irritate you,” he chuckled, stroking her hair. “Sure you’re beautiful…all over…but my favorite feature will always be your eyes.”

Her face burned almost as bright as the sunset behind them. His lips lowered to her neck, and her hands once determined to choke him now clutched at his shoulders. Ed moaned softly in the appreciation of feeling her breasts brush against him. “One more time,” he begged huskily, kisses growing hungrier. “Please. Let me be with you at least one more time.”

“But…but you said…”

“Forget everything I’ve said. All that matters is being with you…within you.”

He looked deeply at her, some unspoken emotion blazing in his eyes. A wave of guilt passed over her making her feel colder than the lake water had. More than desire burned in those amber orbs. He really was in love with her, wasn’t he? Hopelessly…desperately…possessively…

“Edward, I’m not in lo--”

She was silenced when his lips returned to hers. “Don’t say anything,” he whispered. “Just…don’t…Tonight, nothing matters but this moment…”

Unable to resist him, Winry gave in, kissing Ed back with passion to match his own. He picked her up with ease and carried her back to the picnic blanket, her bikini top abandoned and forgotten. Gently, he laid her down on the blanket, settling completely on top of her while her legs encircled his hips. His left hand cupped one of her breasts while the other tugged at the bottom half of her swimsuit. Considering the fabric was thin and probably hadn’t used up half a yard of material, it ripped off with no difficulty. In fact, it just plain ripped.

She didn’t care, glad to free of it in fact, as her fingers dug into his hair and Ed’s mouth moved lower to nibble on her collar bone, left hand still toying with her breast. His other had now moved to the string of his shorts. He had all night to make love to her properly, to pleasure her beyond anything she had ever felt before. However, right now, he needed to be inside her. He had been completely abstinent for the past four months, she had been driving him insane all day, and if he didn’t get some satisfaction soon…

KA-BOOOOOM!!

A tree nearby suddenly burst into flames, causing both Ed and Winry to jump. They stared at the burning timber, shocked and confused, Winry clutching to Ed from her fright. Then they heard voices.

“Dammit, Sir, don’t start a forest fire!” a familiar-sounding female voice snapped.

“Hmmm…the exceedingly high temperature must have amplified the spark when I alchemized it,” an even more familiar male voice mused out loud.

Oh, no, it couldn’t be! Ed thought with horror, and quickly grabbed the picnic blanket beneath them. He barely had it wrapped around Winry’s completely nude body when a figure stepped out of the forest, not noticing the couple at first for he was too busy staring at his handiwork.

“Well, at least we have a bonfire now,” Colonel Roy Mustang remarked rather dumbly.

“Why is it men have this phobia of admitting when they’ve SCREWED UP!?” Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye shouted, barely able to contain her emotions. They had been running around Amestris for the past two days trying to find Resembool because a certain someone sent the wrong alchemist home, got lost because that same certain someone didn’t bother to ask for directions and got on the wrong train, and now this.

With a sigh, Ed quickly approached the flaming tree, clapped his hands together to alchemize it to a steel pole. The embers fell to the ground without nothing to cling to and luckily were too small to spread to the rest of the brush.

“Edward!” Mustang exclaimed jubilantly. “Finally a familiar face in this godforsaken forest!”

Ed was not as pleased to see him. There was a flash of light and metal and next thing the colonel knew, the sharp end of the Hand-Lance was tickling his Adam’s apple. “We are alone and in the woods and there are plenty of places to hide your carcass,” the Fullmetal snarled viciously. Winry pulled the blanket closer around her.

“As much as I would almost love for you to do it,” Riza intervened, “I can’t allow you to. Better put your lance down, Fullmetal, or I’ll have to write you up.”

Pouting, Edward changed his arm back to normal and took a few steps back, glaring daggers at the other alchemist in front of him. Mustang blinked at Ed for a moment, crooking one brow. “Why are you…in just your shorts…?” he asked.

“There’s a lake by here,” Ed spat, pointing in the general direction behind him. “My girlfriend and I went swimming.”

“Girlfriend?” Mustang echoed, glancing at a surprised Riza. Winry fought the urge to jump up and throttle Ed. Why, that little--how DARE he say such a bold-faced lie!? Ed grinned sheepishly in Winry’s direction and the other two pairs of eyes followed his gaze.

“That her?” Mustang inquired and approached her before Ed could reply, Riza following.

Winry stood to her feet, the huge picnic blanket covering her completely. As long as Mustang wasn’t the type of guy who liked to kiss palms of those he was meeting of the opposite gender. Taking even one of her arms out of their safe position in keeping the blanket secure would make the situation even more awkward than it already was.

“Hello, miss, I’m Colonel Roy Mustang,” he introduced himself with a polite bow. “And this is my aide, Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye.”

“Pleased to meet you,” Riza added with her own bow. “You must be miss Winry Rockbell.”

“Y-yes,” Winry began slowly. “How’d you know?”

The two officers smiled, glancing back at an infuriated Ed. “We heard a lot about you from Edward,” Mustang explained, and then his dark eyes took a sly glint. “He was right; you ARE very cute. I can definitely see why little Edward is so smitten with you.”

Ed’s Hand-Lance returned and his eyes burned with rage. Sure, he might not kill the Colonel, but Mustang wasn’t leaving these woods in one piece, either...


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*runs around screaming 'smutty goodness' for a good long while*

Talk about with the wait! I truely admire you. And that last bit was just....no I can't think of an intelligant word...sooooooooooooooooo cool.

I shall put my rioting gear away for now. But you have been warned Shardy...update soon or be punished. tongue.gif


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*laughs wildly* figures mustang would get lost...


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OMG....what kind of girl am I associating myself with. LOL ....I'm just joking, It very good!
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Edward is such a little perv laugh.gif . I thought he was going to "go for the gold", but Roy had to ruin the moment dry.gif *sighs*. Oh well, can't wait tell the next chapter smile.gif .


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This is absolutely fantastic writing. Your abilities are unmistakably top-notch! And one of the best I've read. =D

But enough mindless complimenting. x3

I think Riza would call Ed just 'Edward' instead of 'Fullmetal'. smile.gif


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Ow, hurt my pride why don't you?

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this was really awesome! and you are right shardy, you should take your time and write the best you possibly can.
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post Mar 5 2005, 06:52 PM
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Wow, this didn't take long to update at all! huh.gif Then again, the ideas just keep swarming in, new twists, yada yada yada....and two original characters with their own story to tell after this one just bursting to jump out.

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Chapter Six

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Unfortunately for Ed (and fortunately for Mustang though he never realized that his life was under serious threat), he never got the chance to gouge Mustang’s eyes out for so much as peeking at his girl. Cute!? CUTE!?!?! Winry was not CUTE. She was gorgeous, the epitome of perfection, the golden essence of a sex goddess…

Mustang had better keep his leering eyes off his woman if the man intended to live to be Fuehrer. Hawkeye protecting him or not.

The walk along the trail was most uncomfortable. Winry kept glancing nervously at Ed; after all, she was naked under the picnic blanket and should anything happen….Yikes! She didn’t want to think about it! Ed walked beside her carrying the picnic basket, peering over his shoulder occasionally to glare warningly at the man behind him.

The two newcomers said nothing. For one thing, it was not Riza’s nature to make chit-chat, and Mustang had a feeling if he opened his mouth, he was going to get a metal lance shoved through his gut.

Apparently, the man was much wiser than he appeared.

Winry didn’t want to admit it, but she was actually glad Mustang’s fire fiasco interrupted her and Ed. If she made love to Ed again, who knows what she would have felt afterwards. Ed had said none of that mattered.

What Ed could not seem to understand was that it did matter. All of it mattered. Every detail. No matter what he said, or did, she was not in love with him! If she allowed him to with her as he pleased when she did not return his feelings, then what meaning could it possibly have? What point, what purpose other than to gratify pent-up lust?

She hugged the blanket closer to her. She wanted Ed, but at the same time, doing this would only hurt him more in the end. She knew Ed wanted more than what she could give him; the sex was just an excuse. She had seen the look in his eyes before he last kissed her. The hunger, the need to be with her through all aspects of her life. That he was willing to give up everything to be with her. You can’t keep doing this, Ed, she wanted more than anything to say to him. You can’t keep hurting yourself like this. I am NOT the one for you.

And yet, like the selfish whore she believed she was, she could not bring herself to say a word. Just continue to let him live in this illusion that he could win her heart. She was a selfish whore, she knew this fully well. Why? WHY!? Why didn’t she have the guts to tell Ed the truth, to make him see what he was doing to himself?

“Winry?” He tilted his head downward a little to make his golden eyes peer into her sapphire irises. She blinked, startled, having not realized he was watching her. How ridiculous was that? Ed was always watching her, always looking out for her. He could read her thoughts with the simplest glance.

Which was actually kind of scary considering all she was thinking.

“You look depressed,” he observed, keeping his voice low so that Mustang and Hawkeye could not overhear them. “Are you okay?”

“…I’m fine,” she replied after a pause, forcing herself to smile.

“You’re also lying,” he countered.

Something about that made her snap. “What if I am?” she growled. “Maybe I just don’t want to tell you.”

His eyes widened, hurt. It tore her heart apart. And yet…

…maybe the reason why he so blindly pursued her was because she never truly rejected him. If truth be told, she never fought him off, never once made a true protest against him. Perhaps if she blatantly refused his advances, he would see how foolish he was behaving. She hated to hurt him like that, betray him, but how much more hurt and betrayed would he feel in the long run?

I’m sorry, Ed, she apologized mentally. But the fun and games with her childhood playmate were over now. Over for good.

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If Ed was not happy to have Mustang show up out of nowhere (he liked Hawkeye so he didn’t mind her), he was infuriated to see who was waiting for them in Pinako’s living room.

“Winry, where have you been?” Felix exclaimed, jumping off the couch to stand close to her, placing his hands on her shoulders. “I was worried.”

“Relax, bud, she was with me,” Ed replied dryly.

Of course that didn’t make Felix feel in the least bit better.

Winry’s heart thundered like mad against her chest. It was now or never. She had to go through with it…

…for Ed’s sake.

She stood up on her tiptoes to press her lips against Felix’s in a hungry kiss. Said boyfriend’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. Mustang and Riza blinked at each other, confused: didn’t Edward say earlier that Winry was his girlfriend?

Ed stared. Just stared. Unable to take his eyes off the occupied couple. Thus far, he had not seen Winry and Felix display affection towards each other, at least in front of him, anyway. Maybe that was why their relationship seemed so unreal to him. But now…

He felt like he was going to be sick.

She slowly pulled from their kiss, as Felix released a shuddering sigh. “Damn…” he breathed. “That was some welcome kiss…”

“I couldn’t stop thinking of you all day,” she whispered. “I missed you.”

Bile seeped to Ed’s throat. Oh, God, he was going to be sick! “Winry…” he could barely whisper. “Maybe you should go change now.”

Glancing down at the picnic blanket around her, she giggled a little too happily. “Oh, yes, of course. Thank you, little Edward.”

Little Edward? He was too shell-shocked to react. Maybe it was a good thing he was, or he would march upstairs with her and show her just how “little” he was.

The two forgotten officers just glanced at each other again, perplexity increasing. Edward was just called “little” and he didn’t go into a rampage?

What the hell was going on here!?

Felix watched Winry depart with a look in his eye that made Ed really want to puke, this time for a different reason. What was happening? No more than an hour ago, Winry was melting in his own arms, moaning softly at his touch (…this would be BEFORE Mustang graced them with his presence)…

Dammit! What the hell did this Felix guy have that he didn’t!?

Other than height…?

At that moment, Pinako entered and, once she took in her visitors, immediately went off the deep end. “State alchemists!?” she yelled, pointing at Mustang in particular. “What are these dogs doing here!?”

“Uh…I’m a state alchemist, too,” Ed pointed out half-heartedly.

“That’s different; you’re just foolish period,” Pinako snapped. “But these people--”

“Just please hear us out, ma’am,” Riza broke in, trying to sound professional but urgent at the same time. “We won’t take up any more time than necessary.”

“You’ve already taken up enough of my time,” the old woman shot back.

Forcing himself to forget Winry for a moment, Ed decided to help out the other two. “It’s okay, Pinako, I know them,” he spoke up in their defense. Pinako turned to him with a raised brow. “Trust me,” he continued. “They’re not as bad as you think they are…” During this phrase, he shot a pointed glare in Mustang’s distinct direction.

Taking a deep breath, Pinako glanced at the only silent individual in the room. “Felix, I think it’s best you leave now,” she declared. He simply nodded, announcing that he’ll come by the next day to check up on Winry, and left the house, passing the military officers without a word.

“I’m going to go check on Winry,” Ed spoke up softly, leaving Pinako to deal with whatever it was Mustang and Hawkeye wanted. Something was completely out of place here. Winry wouldn’t just suddenly turn on him like that. No, she was up to something, she couldn’t fool him not matter what little game she was trying to play.

Meanwhile, Winry sat slumped over on the floor, having just recently changed into her nightgown. She clutched at her stomach, gritting her teeth in pain and pressing her forehead against the cold wooden floor. The cramps were getting worse; she knew she had overdone it today. Other than a ten-pound heavier frame, she did not look four months pregnant, thus making her forget sometimes that she was carrying the baby.

A horrible thought struck her: what if the baby really WAS Ed’s!? Her eyes closed tighter to keep the tears in check. She couldn’t think about that! The baby had to be Felix’s, it had to be!

“Winry?” she heard Ed call from behind her closed door. “Can I come in?”

“Go away!” she yelled, trying to withhold the sound of pain from her voice. Slowly she crawled onto the bed, collapsing amongst the pillows.

The knob jiggled, stubbornly refusing to turn all the way as it was locked. “Winry, let me in!”

“I said go away!”

The knob jiggled again. Then the door gave away to a loud thud, slamming against the wall due to the impact of Ed’s straight snap-kick that forced it open. She sat up quickly, ignoring the rush of dizziness that tried to sweep over her.

“What the hell is wrong with you!?” she demanded.

“Wrong with me?” Ed retorted angrily. “I think you’re the one with the problem, babe! What was that display downstairs?”

Winry looked away, glaring at the wall. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You know damn well what I’m talking about!”

Then she did look at him, her bright blue eyes ablaze with her own anger. “He’s my boyfriend, in case you’ve forgotten, and I believe I have every right to kiss him.”

“Not when you’ve been kissing me just the hour before!”

“You’re the one who said it didn’t matter!” she pointed out.

“I meant that it didn’t matter to me!” he snapped.

“So you’re saying that my feelings don’t matter to you as long as you can screw me anytime you pleased?” she shot back.

Bingo. Her words stunned him momentarily speechless.

“No, that’s not what I meant at all,” he answered quietly.

“Then what did you mean?” Winry demanded, not giving him any room to regain his earlier composure. “Or are you too stubborn to admit that it does matter to you? That me being with Felix matters very much to you?”

“Winry--”

“You know, Ed, using sex as an excuse is pretty pathetic.”

“What!?”

“I know you want more than that, and I also know that you know that I can’t give you anything more than that!”

He said nothing. And even though she felt like her heart was breaking piece by piece with every word she said, she could tell he felt ten times worse. She hated to do this, hated herself for doing it, but it had to be done.

“Get it through your thick skull, Edward,” she forced herself to growl, forced her words to be as biting as possible, “I. Don’t. Love. You.”

Again, he said nothing. In all the years she had known, never once at he remained quiet for so long. Say something, Ed! she cried inside.
Don’t just stand there. Say something! Quit make me feel lower than I already do. Dammit, SAY SOMETHING!!!

Nothing. He just stared at her. Then, slowly, he turned around and left her room, closing the door softly behind him.

She exhaled, releasing the breath she had been holding during that entire exchange. Had she succeeded? Was Ed going to stop pursuing her now? She wanted to take comfort in that possibility, knowing that maybe now he could move on and find a girl who could give him everything he could ever want.

Then why did she feel worse than she had before this conversation had taken place?

***

When Ed returned downstairs, feeling surprisingly numb, he was greeted by Al. The hollow suit of armor stared up at him expectantly. “Um…Brother…?” the younger Elric spoke up somewhat nervously, fiddling with his hands behind his back.

“What is it?” Ed inquired tonelessly. He just wanted to be alone right now. Alone with is dark and dreary thoughts.

“I’m afraid I have some bad news.”

Certainly it couldn’t be anything compared to what just happened upstairs. “What is it?” Ed demanded, voice still toneless. Sometimes he wished his brother would just say what was on his mind and be done with it instead of just beating around the bush all the time in order to avoid hurting people’s feelings.

Well, at least there someone in this house concerned with the feelings of others.

At that moment, Aunt Pinako stormed passed them from the living room and entered the kitchen. Judging by the fact she didn’t even noticed the Elric brothers standing by the stairs, the old woman must have been extremely peeved about something.

“What the hell’s wrong with her?”

“That’s just it, Ed,” Al began, voice slightly shaking. “It’s about Mustang and Miss Riza.”

“What about them?”

“You see, they’re in some sort of trouble…and…well…now they’re going to be living with us for a while…” Al braced himself for the eruption of rage he knew was coming.

“Lovely…” Ed muttered, brushing past Al and into the living room.

Al stared after him. Well, that was easier than--

“WHAAAAAAAAAAAAT!?!?!”

Apparently, Edward Elric was the type of guy in which bad news took longer than some to sink in.


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*runs off crying*

IwantthemtogettogetherandbehappyandforFelixtodie....*deep intake of breath*

Dammit Shardy. I was about to go to bed but no, I had to go on the board one last time. Oh look, Shardy posted, best read..............

Now I'm going to be up all night wondering what will happened next!


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