Edit, Like I said it's not much to work with, but I'm sure you could make something great out of it!
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Edit, Like I said it's not much to work with, but I'm sure you could make something great out of it!
Edit, Like I said it's not much to work with, but I'm sure you could make something great out of it!
Hahaha! Your right! It isn't much to work with. But I'll see what I can do ne?
Arigatou! Can't wait to see, 
You have a great imagination when it comes to these so, you should do great!
You have a great imagination when it comes to these so, you should do great!
QUOTE(Morgri @ May 19 2005, 11:01 PM)
Arigatou! Can't wait to see, You have a great imagination when it comes to these so, you should do great!
You have a great imagination when it comes to these so, you should do great! [snapback]175278[/snapback]
The only thing I see in that pic man is Winry coming up to ed in some short shorts and him getting totally embarrased! Hahaha! Man... I'm stupid! Maybe... if you tell me what you were thinking when you looked at it. I mean you must of had something in your mind to ask me to write about it ne??
This is referring to the braid scene, where Winry see's Ed for the last time. Well in the anime anyway. Always hope in the movie yay!
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‘Is it okay to cry?’
~*~THEME ELEVEN~*~
She cried into his shoulder desperately. This was the very last time she could do this, watch him turn and leave her. She couldn’t take the pain anymore. Little did she know, it would be the very last time she would have to do cry over his leave. Yet in exchange she would endure a pain much more terrifying.
She was usually the comforter. She would take his hand and lead him off with her when he was hurting; when the pain in his eyes had completely dulled their golden shine… she couldn’t just stand to the side and watch him bleed internally anymore.
She would encircle her arms around his waist and pull him close. It was okay with her. For those embraces they shared made him feel whole, even if it was only for a few moments.
But today he had the pleasure in offering the same gift she had given to him so many times. Today he could tell her it was okay. Today he could run his fingers through her hair and whisper gentle words to her.
She felt guilty. She had tried to hide the pain in her eyes. She wished that she could of held the pain inside to suffer alone, like she always did. But after braiding his hair he had turned to her with a grin and thanked her, like nothing in the world could possible be wrong. He was hiding the hideous truth from her, and it was too much for the poor girl to take. She had lunged herself at him and instantly began crying, digging her fingers into his bare back.
His face had softened with a weak smile, and he carefully wrapped his arms around her waist this time.
“Don’t leave, don’t leave me.” She had whispered softly over and over, like a mantra for both of them. But it didn’t mean anything, because they both knew he had to leave.
She feels horrible for crying into his neck. She feels horrible in stealing this warmth and affection from him. She feels horrible for crying. How could she cry? He didn’t even cry over all the horrible things that had happened to him. And here she was, crying over something little.
He didn’t mind. She cried all the time. He already knew this. As much as he didn’t like to see her cry, he would be damned if he just left her there to do it by herself.
But to Winry what she had done was unforgivable. She watched the train leave… saw his back for the last time with her companion the bookworm to share her worried troubles… Winry's tears once again began welling.
Someone had to let her know that it was okay, that she would be fine without him. And it wouldn’t be him. That was the sad thing about it all.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
Great theme, though very sad, and thus being the reason in which I like the manga more than the anime ^_~ Go Edwin, I'll forever hate FMA if the kill off Ed, keep him in Germany (Or wherever he's at), and keep away from win. Though nothing to do with the topic, great writing Saturn Stars
Hehe, about the picture, it was hard for me to come up with something, but I liked the way winry looked in it so I was hey, there edwin posibility in this somehow... So I'll think something up, and try to write it
Hehe, about the picture, it was hard for me to come up with something, but I liked the way winry looked in it so I was hey, there edwin posibility in this somehow... So I'll think something up, and try to write it
Actually that sounds much better then throwing your request at this crappy writer. I request that you write something for me for a change! I can't wait!
Oh and I heard you have alot of fanart... wouldn't mind uploading some for me would you? *Innocent smile* I promise I'll upload some too *Smile again* I'll love you forever!
Oh and I heard you have alot of fanart... wouldn't mind uploading some for me would you?
*Innocent smile* I promise I'll upload some too *Smile again* I'll love you forever!
No problem, I can send them to you over MSN or email or something, uploading is troublesome
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Good Luck Charm
~*~THEME TWELVE~*~
He wondered how he had escaped near death only hundreds of times. They said he had no luck, but he must have had something buzzing around above him to keep him protected with striking coincidence like that.
“Didn’t Winry give you a good luck charm?” Al asked one day.
Ed raised his head with the sudden comment, completely confused. “Huh?”
“Oh she didn’t? She told me she wanted to.” Al said sheepishly, trying to cover up his mistake.
“Did she now?” Ed shook his head and chuckled. “She knows I don’t believe in that stuff anyway.”
“That’s probably why, she is afraid to give it to you.” Al mumbled.
Ed squinted and looked at Al defensively. “Are you trying to tell me that she is afraid of me?” The comment was completely random, considering the fact Winry was one of his worst nightmares. Al looked down, not bothering to reply.
No, Ed didn’t believe in anything of the sort. He knew why he was still alive - because he was determined to be. He couldn’t die yet. If he did, who would restore Al?
It was one cold night when he had reached into his pocket to check the time and finally discovered the one thing he had never come to learn before. He rarely ever looked at his pocket watch, as there were usually clocks around the place. He didn’t want to see the reminder he had placed in it for himself… not to often anyway. However this night, when he opened it he almost fell backwards.
There inside was a small picture of the three of them. A time they were happy and laughing. Written on the back in her tiny handwriting was this message.
Make sure you accomplish your goal; this is a very un-manly reminder for you. When you’re done, don’t forget to come pay me a visit, this is a very un-womanly attempt of me trying to drag your ass back home. Good luck.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
Good Luck Charm
~*~THEME TWELVE~*~
He wondered how he had escaped near death only hundreds of times. They said he had no luck, but he must have had something buzzing around above him to keep him protected with striking coincidence like that.
“Didn’t Winry give you a good luck charm?” Al asked one day.
Ed raised his head with the sudden comment, completely confused. “Huh?”
“Oh she didn’t? She told me she wanted to.” Al said sheepishly, trying to cover up his mistake.
“Did she now?” Ed shook his head and chuckled. “She knows I don’t believe in that stuff anyway.”
“That’s probably why, she is afraid to give it to you.” Al mumbled.
Ed squinted and looked at Al defensively. “Are you trying to tell me that she is afraid of me?” The comment was completely random, considering the fact Winry was one of his worst nightmares. Al looked down, not bothering to reply.
No, Ed didn’t believe in anything of the sort. He knew why he was still alive - because he was determined to be. He couldn’t die yet. If he did, who would restore Al?
It was one cold night when he had reached into his pocket to check the time and finally discovered the one thing he had never come to learn before. He rarely ever looked at his pocket watch, as there were usually clocks around the place. He didn’t want to see the reminder he had placed in it for himself… not to often anyway. However this night, when he opened it he almost fell backwards.
There inside was a small picture of the three of them. A time they were happy and laughing. Written on the back in her tiny handwriting was this message.
Make sure you accomplish your goal; this is a very un-manly reminder for you. When you’re done, don’t forget to come pay me a visit, this is a very un-womanly attempt of me trying to drag your ass back home. Good luck.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
Hehehe, way to sneak in the good luck charm Winry XD Good theme Saturn Stars
Nice Lucky Charm Winry - chan ^^!!!
I just finished reading several fics back... the braiding fic was really really sad *sobs*
Please update soon Saturn Stars ^^
I just finished reading several fics back... the braiding fic was really really sad *sobs*
Please update soon Saturn Stars ^^
Great themes Saturn Stars! I usually only read Tobu's themes but yours are wonderful too 
I'll be sure to check back later!
I'll be sure to check back later!
Bwhahahaha! I LOVED Winry's comment written on the picture. It was so funny yet so bittersweet and sounded JUST like her. XD Very nice good luck charm for Edward, I think.
You're doing a GREAT job with these! I can't wait for more, Sis!
You're doing a GREAT job with these! I can't wait for more, Sis!
And here you get more, my adorable sis!
Thanks for your comments I love you all so dearly. It keeps me writing on. I am past 50 with this themes *Grins* But no I can't post them because they are in thet 'shit' stage at the moment, I have to read over them and perfect what I was trying to say 'hopefully anyway'
EdxWin 100 themes
Practical Joke
Thanks goes to my friend who wanted me to do something like this.
~*~THEME THIRTEEN~*~
Many years ago Winry had been playing ‘Truth or dare’ with all her girlfriends, under the shade of the trees.
Most of them thought that Ed was a cute guy, but didn’t know him really well. Ed opened up to no-one after his mother’s death. It had made the young Winry proud he let her in. That’s why she was shocked at the next thing she had been dared to do.
“If you’re so good at this game Winry, go over there and kiss that cute boy!” They said, all giggling at her reaction. She turned her head in horror to see Ed lazing in the sun with den. They were only ten! She didn’t know how to do something like that.
“Ed?” She squeaked. “Can’t I go kiss another person?” She asked, looking back to her friends with pleading eyes.
“Nope! And it has to be on the lips!”
Winry’s young eyes had widened even more. All this time she had been thinking a kiss on the cheek, and that was enough to scare her. She couldn’t kiss him! He would hate her! How could she loose his trust like that?
Her weaker side kicked in and she yelled with determination. “No!” They had all called her a chicken. At which the young girl merely began to cry, and she ran off into her house. Not to be seen by Ed or Al for a few days.
Today the sun shone brightly. Winry was sitting down with her group of friends again, some guys as well. The days were boring, and they played the same game to cheer the place up a bit. Coincidentally Edward was sitting out in front of the house again, gazing ahead dreamily. He wouldn’t have any part in their activities, whatever they wanted to do, and distanced himself from Winry whenever she talked to her friends.
She should have seen it coming from a mile away. However the old memory of the game had long faded from her memory. It was only to resurface when Nelly dared the exact same thing.
“Edward has grown rather handsome.” Nelly grinned, her other friends snickering behind her. Winry turned back to look up at him. His blonde hair was shining in the sun, and the fierceness of his eyes could be seen even from this distance. Winry shrugged, having no idea what the girls were innocently plotting.
“Maybe, he is still short though.”
Everyone laughed, including the guys who definitely agreed.
“Well Winry, aren’t you supposed to be the master at this game?” Nelly grinned. She wasn’t an evil girl, but she had always wanted to get Winry out of the game, everyone did. They knew from all those years ago that ‘Ed’ was out of the question, so naturally she dared.
“Yep, won’t find anyone better!” She patted her chest, causing a content sort of laughter to wash through the group again.
“Kiss him.” The response was so sudden the whole group’s laughter died down, leaving Winry with a blank expression.
“Huh?” She sounded stupid, but Nelly didn’t mind.
“Kiss him, and I mean a kiss, we want action hey girls!” They all nodded their heads, Winry still slightly clueless.
“Oh seriously, I have kissed him before, do I have to do it again? It’s stupid!” She looked to the guy next to her, one of her oldest friends and rolled her eyes. They didn’t have any feelings for each other anyway, what was the point?
“Not David hunny, that cute Edward Elric up there.”
Winry’s breath caught in her throat. She turned her head quickly to look at the teenager and turned it back again, looking to the ground with sudden panic. She would be damned if she was made a fool of for a second time.
“We are sixteen now, it’s not like he is going to burst out crying.” Nelly laughed. “I’m always up for it if you aren’t. Chicken. We would all kiss him hey?”
The group watched Winry have a silent battle with herself. If she didn’t kiss him, Nelly would. That flared a great anger and jealously within her, so did the word chicken. So she stood up with an intense resentment glinting in her blue eyes.
“If he hates me for the rest of my life I’m blaming you!” She yelled. The group was taken aback by her anger. It was only a dare. She didn’t have to take it so seriously.
She stormed up the hill towards her home, every step getting harder. Her heart was pounding at the speed of god knows what. All she knew was it felt like it was going to soon stop.
The beautiful sun was suddenly blocked from the boys face, and he looked up to see the reason. “Oh hey Winry…” He trailed off as he saw the deep anger in her eyes and frowned. “Whoa… what’s wrong?”
She suddenly looked as if she was about to burst into tears and sat down in front of him, much too close. He leant back on his elbows to escape the sudden proximity and raised an eyebrow. She looked back at him, her chest heaving up and down with nervousness and quick breaths. She was seriously considering telling him, but it was against the rules, until after she had done it. So she leant forward, bringing his lips to hers quickly. Otherwise he would have had time to pull away.
He let out a sound of protest and fell back with sudden lack of balance, Winry lying on top of him in the grass. She had been sitting under the shade of the trees so naturally her skin was icy. He had been basking in the sun and his skin was warm like fire was burning within. The contrasting feelings made her tingle slightly.
He hadn’t begun to kiss her back yet, just laid there with the beautiful girl on top of him, frozen with astonishment. She was kissing him with passion and all he could do was squirm sightly, eyes wide with bewilderment. He never thought in a million years this would be happening, and it had happened so out of the blue he almost felt dizzy.
After calming down from the shock though, he couldn’t help but notice the warmth of their bodies together, the taste of her lips. She wriggled up on him slightly, in able to get to his lips easier. The contact was blissfully sweet.
She didn’t know why she hadn’t pulled away, but when he began to respond to her gentle caresses there was no chance in a million years she was going to. She only deepened the kiss and ran her fingers through his hair.
When she finally pulled away for air, he opened his eyes slightly dazed. She was about to head back down for his lips when he opened his mouth to speak. His eyes questioning, shock still evident.
“How long?” He asked her… struggling for breath. Although the question could have been taken many ways, she knew what he meant. Honestly… she didn’t know. She hadn’t known she had felt that way till the kiss… or maybe she had known for a while. She rolled off him to lie in the grass. Silence washing over them
She didn’t find the need to tell him it was all a practical joke. She was content with what had happened, and his reaction. She laid there with him for awhile. They were silent and played aimlessly with each others hands.
She knew the group was waiting for her to return, but she didn’t really care. She wasn’t interested in those girls anyway.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
Thanks for your comments I love you all so dearly. It keeps me writing on. I am past 50 with this themes *Grins* But no I can't post them because they are in thet 'shit' stage at the moment, I have to read over them and perfect what I was trying to say 'hopefully anyway'
EdxWin 100 themes
Practical Joke
Thanks goes to my friend who wanted me to do something like this.
~*~THEME THIRTEEN~*~
Many years ago Winry had been playing ‘Truth or dare’ with all her girlfriends, under the shade of the trees.
Most of them thought that Ed was a cute guy, but didn’t know him really well. Ed opened up to no-one after his mother’s death. It had made the young Winry proud he let her in. That’s why she was shocked at the next thing she had been dared to do.
“If you’re so good at this game Winry, go over there and kiss that cute boy!” They said, all giggling at her reaction. She turned her head in horror to see Ed lazing in the sun with den. They were only ten! She didn’t know how to do something like that.
“Ed?” She squeaked. “Can’t I go kiss another person?” She asked, looking back to her friends with pleading eyes.
“Nope! And it has to be on the lips!”
Winry’s young eyes had widened even more. All this time she had been thinking a kiss on the cheek, and that was enough to scare her. She couldn’t kiss him! He would hate her! How could she loose his trust like that?
Her weaker side kicked in and she yelled with determination. “No!” They had all called her a chicken. At which the young girl merely began to cry, and she ran off into her house. Not to be seen by Ed or Al for a few days.
Today the sun shone brightly. Winry was sitting down with her group of friends again, some guys as well. The days were boring, and they played the same game to cheer the place up a bit. Coincidentally Edward was sitting out in front of the house again, gazing ahead dreamily. He wouldn’t have any part in their activities, whatever they wanted to do, and distanced himself from Winry whenever she talked to her friends.
She should have seen it coming from a mile away. However the old memory of the game had long faded from her memory. It was only to resurface when Nelly dared the exact same thing.
“Edward has grown rather handsome.” Nelly grinned, her other friends snickering behind her. Winry turned back to look up at him. His blonde hair was shining in the sun, and the fierceness of his eyes could be seen even from this distance. Winry shrugged, having no idea what the girls were innocently plotting.
“Maybe, he is still short though.”
Everyone laughed, including the guys who definitely agreed.
“Well Winry, aren’t you supposed to be the master at this game?” Nelly grinned. She wasn’t an evil girl, but she had always wanted to get Winry out of the game, everyone did. They knew from all those years ago that ‘Ed’ was out of the question, so naturally she dared.
“Yep, won’t find anyone better!” She patted her chest, causing a content sort of laughter to wash through the group again.
“Kiss him.” The response was so sudden the whole group’s laughter died down, leaving Winry with a blank expression.
“Huh?” She sounded stupid, but Nelly didn’t mind.
“Kiss him, and I mean a kiss, we want action hey girls!” They all nodded their heads, Winry still slightly clueless.
“Oh seriously, I have kissed him before, do I have to do it again? It’s stupid!” She looked to the guy next to her, one of her oldest friends and rolled her eyes. They didn’t have any feelings for each other anyway, what was the point?
“Not David hunny, that cute Edward Elric up there.”
Winry’s breath caught in her throat. She turned her head quickly to look at the teenager and turned it back again, looking to the ground with sudden panic. She would be damned if she was made a fool of for a second time.
“We are sixteen now, it’s not like he is going to burst out crying.” Nelly laughed. “I’m always up for it if you aren’t. Chicken. We would all kiss him hey?”
The group watched Winry have a silent battle with herself. If she didn’t kiss him, Nelly would. That flared a great anger and jealously within her, so did the word chicken. So she stood up with an intense resentment glinting in her blue eyes.
“If he hates me for the rest of my life I’m blaming you!” She yelled. The group was taken aback by her anger. It was only a dare. She didn’t have to take it so seriously.
She stormed up the hill towards her home, every step getting harder. Her heart was pounding at the speed of god knows what. All she knew was it felt like it was going to soon stop.
The beautiful sun was suddenly blocked from the boys face, and he looked up to see the reason. “Oh hey Winry…” He trailed off as he saw the deep anger in her eyes and frowned. “Whoa… what’s wrong?”
She suddenly looked as if she was about to burst into tears and sat down in front of him, much too close. He leant back on his elbows to escape the sudden proximity and raised an eyebrow. She looked back at him, her chest heaving up and down with nervousness and quick breaths. She was seriously considering telling him, but it was against the rules, until after she had done it. So she leant forward, bringing his lips to hers quickly. Otherwise he would have had time to pull away.
He let out a sound of protest and fell back with sudden lack of balance, Winry lying on top of him in the grass. She had been sitting under the shade of the trees so naturally her skin was icy. He had been basking in the sun and his skin was warm like fire was burning within. The contrasting feelings made her tingle slightly.
He hadn’t begun to kiss her back yet, just laid there with the beautiful girl on top of him, frozen with astonishment. She was kissing him with passion and all he could do was squirm sightly, eyes wide with bewilderment. He never thought in a million years this would be happening, and it had happened so out of the blue he almost felt dizzy.
After calming down from the shock though, he couldn’t help but notice the warmth of their bodies together, the taste of her lips. She wriggled up on him slightly, in able to get to his lips easier. The contact was blissfully sweet.
She didn’t know why she hadn’t pulled away, but when he began to respond to her gentle caresses there was no chance in a million years she was going to. She only deepened the kiss and ran her fingers through his hair.
When she finally pulled away for air, he opened his eyes slightly dazed. She was about to head back down for his lips when he opened his mouth to speak. His eyes questioning, shock still evident.
“How long?” He asked her… struggling for breath. Although the question could have been taken many ways, she knew what he meant. Honestly… she didn’t know. She hadn’t known she had felt that way till the kiss… or maybe she had known for a while. She rolled off him to lie in the grass. Silence washing over them
She didn’t find the need to tell him it was all a practical joke. She was content with what had happened, and his reaction. She laid there with him for awhile. They were silent and played aimlessly with each others hands.
She knew the group was waiting for her to return, but she didn’t really care. She wasn’t interested in those girls anyway.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
Loved this one to death, very good Saturn Stars! I loved the theme
I'm so glad you notified me! OMG! I LOVED that theme to death(<--- Just noticed Morgri said this already 
)! I think I need to go ahead and print them out, eh?
Well update soon Saturn Stars! I'll be rooting for ya'!!!
)! I think I need to go ahead and print them out, eh?Well update soon Saturn Stars! I'll be rooting for ya'!!!
Haha thanks hun! I love your new sig! You don't have to print them all out! Spare your black ink! LOL!
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Confrontation
~*~THEME FOURTEEN~*~
Dreaded were the fights with Al, because the devious younger brother always won. That’s why Edward was extremely determined not to let his guard down on this one.
“Bother, what happened out there tonight?” Al asked a little louder than needed. Ed huffed and shut the door; he didn’t want her to hear this. She was the last person he wanted to hear this.
“She told me that she liked me okay…” He said flatly, running his hands through his hair with panic and deep breaths. It would seem that her telling him this had put a lot of pressure on him, like it was the worst thing in the world. Al felt upset for Winry.
“You weren’t mean about it were you?” His brother sighed.
“Course not! I just said that I needed to go to the toilet, and then I came in here. She is out there waiting, what am I supposed to do?” He asked Al desperately, running around the room frantically. Wasn't he going a little overboard about this?
“Maybe she just meant she liked you…” Al said realistically. It wasn't like Winry to just come out of the blue and say things like this...
“We have been friends since we were two!”
“Brother, tell her the truth.” Al replied calmly.
“THE TRUTH?”
“Yeah… you like her as well don’t you?”
“Of course I like her, I really really really like her! But she is going to expect things from me, like extra visits, remembered birthdays. You know that crap relationship stuff.” Ed slapped his face with frustration. "That stuff is impossible for me!"
“Ummm brother… I think relationships are beautiful…”
“Well you always were a girl!” Ed snapped. Suddenly Winry poked her head into the room with a frown, concerned at the large amount of noise the two were creating about relationships.
“What’s all the noise about relationships, did you get a girlfriend Ed?” She grinned and absolutely beamed, taking a step into the room. “You kept it a secret from me!”
Al side stepped towards Ed. “She thinks you have a girlfriend and she isn’t jealous…?”
“Like I said before Ed, you’re not useless. I like you! And Al loves you, and now you have a girlfriend.” She smiled brightly, just genuinely happy for the young teenager. “So tell me about it.”
Ed completely sunk to his knees in embarrassment. “You’re misunderstanding Winry.” Ed replied with shame.
“No I think you have been that one that’s been misunderstanding brother.” Al shot back evilly.
“Shut up Al!”
Winry looked between the two utterly confused. Had there been some kind of confrontation between them?
“What I told you is just between us Al!” Ed cried, completely ignoring Winry. Al merely snickered.
There would surely be a day where Winry returned his brothers feelings. He just needed to grow a little, that’s all. And those words had come directly from her own mouth.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
EdxWin 100 themes
Confrontation
~*~THEME FOURTEEN~*~
Dreaded were the fights with Al, because the devious younger brother always won. That’s why Edward was extremely determined not to let his guard down on this one.
“Bother, what happened out there tonight?” Al asked a little louder than needed. Ed huffed and shut the door; he didn’t want her to hear this. She was the last person he wanted to hear this.
“She told me that she liked me okay…” He said flatly, running his hands through his hair with panic and deep breaths. It would seem that her telling him this had put a lot of pressure on him, like it was the worst thing in the world. Al felt upset for Winry.
“You weren’t mean about it were you?” His brother sighed.
“Course not! I just said that I needed to go to the toilet, and then I came in here. She is out there waiting, what am I supposed to do?” He asked Al desperately, running around the room frantically. Wasn't he going a little overboard about this?
“Maybe she just meant she liked you…” Al said realistically. It wasn't like Winry to just come out of the blue and say things like this...
“We have been friends since we were two!”
“Brother, tell her the truth.” Al replied calmly.
“THE TRUTH?”
“Yeah… you like her as well don’t you?”
“Of course I like her, I really really really like her! But she is going to expect things from me, like extra visits, remembered birthdays. You know that crap relationship stuff.” Ed slapped his face with frustration. "That stuff is impossible for me!"
“Ummm brother… I think relationships are beautiful…”
“Well you always were a girl!” Ed snapped. Suddenly Winry poked her head into the room with a frown, concerned at the large amount of noise the two were creating about relationships.
“What’s all the noise about relationships, did you get a girlfriend Ed?” She grinned and absolutely beamed, taking a step into the room. “You kept it a secret from me!”
Al side stepped towards Ed. “She thinks you have a girlfriend and she isn’t jealous…?”
“Like I said before Ed, you’re not useless. I like you! And Al loves you, and now you have a girlfriend.” She smiled brightly, just genuinely happy for the young teenager. “So tell me about it.”
Ed completely sunk to his knees in embarrassment. “You’re misunderstanding Winry.” Ed replied with shame.
“No I think you have been that one that’s been misunderstanding brother.” Al shot back evilly.
“Shut up Al!”
Winry looked between the two utterly confused. Had there been some kind of confrontation between them?
“What I told you is just between us Al!” Ed cried, completely ignoring Winry. Al merely snickered.
There would surely be a day where Winry returned his brothers feelings. He just needed to grow a little, that’s all. And those words had come directly from her own mouth.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
Hrm havent been here awhile and cant stay long. Good themes, lol he had to use the toilet and Winry knew he was talking to Al, is it me or do all when have this secret sense that can sniff out when men are doing things they are not supposed to?
We do, we do
Very nice theme Saturn Stars
LOL! Hey, can't I print them out in red ink? YAY! Then I wouldn't run out of black ink! Yes!
Well, that was another wonderful theme. I hope to see more soon
Well, that was another wonderful theme. I hope to see more soon
I agree with everyone. 
These are really good themes. n.n
Keep going! x3 Can't wait till the next update.
These are really good themes. n.n Keep going! x3 Can't wait till the next update.
QUOTE(Meo @ May 30 2005, 08:17 PM)
I agree with everyone. These are really good themes. n.n
Keep going! x3 Can't wait till the next update.
These are really good themes. n.n Keep going! x3 Can't wait till the next update.
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New kid on the block hey? Well welcome and I hope everyone makes you feel loved *Huggles* Thanks for enjoying my lil themes everyone!
EdxWin 100 themes
Worry
~*~THEME FIFTEEN~*~
She can’t explain how much she worries for the young boy, her childhood friend.
Any day he could fade off into the distance, to become nothing more than a distant memory for her. The only thing she could do was desperately try to shield him. If she travelled with him she could minimise the danger slightly, by talking him out of pointless dangerous things he had gotten himself into.
But her will only went so far, and then Ed got serious, telling her to back off. Why didn’t he see that she only wanted to help him? He took every complaint personally; maybe she was just an annoyance. She didn’t want to be, but if that’s what it came to, she would do anything.
Tonight he had come back for repairs, the first time he had bothered to take care of his auto-mail. Was he finally gaining some consideration for other people? He had then replied stating he merely had some free time. Ed considerate? What was she thinking?
She looked down at him, sleeping peacefully on the couch. All the lights were out. Al had turned off for the night, or whatever he did to rest his soul. He was always with Ed, as if he was looking out for him. Even so, she decided it was okay to stand and watch him for a while.
He had no idea, just how many things she worried about. She reached her hand out to touch his soft cheek. But before she had a chance to touch his smooth skin, he turned slightly, rubbing his stomach before rolling over. She snapped her hand back to herself and sighed.
She was compelled to touch him, but again let her desires drift away with the dark night. There was no way her wants would ever be fed by him.
She was worried; worried that he wouldn’t return her feelings. One day if she did get the courage to tell her secret she would already know the answer.
Yet she didn’t know this was the only thing that they both worried about.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
WONDERFUL!!!!!!! A nother beauutifull piece ^-^!!!!
*Ed...why did you have to roll over ><"*
*Ed...why did you have to roll over ><"*
QUOTE(Aoko-chan @ May 30 2005, 05:42 AM)
WONDERFUL!!!!!!! A nother beauutifull piece ^-^!!!!
*Ed...why did you have to roll over ><"*
*Ed...why did you have to roll over ><"*
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Yeah why Ed??? Oh well, I hope to see more themes soon
Nice theme Saturn Stars, another very enjoyable piece, hope to see more soon!
QUOTE(Saturn Stars @ May 30 2005, 03:14 AM)
QUOTE(Meo @ May 30 2005, 08:17 PM)
I agree with everyone. These are really good themes. n.n
Keep going! x3 Can't wait till the next update.
These are really good themes. n.n Keep going! x3 Can't wait till the next update.
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New kid on the block hey? Well welcome and I hope everyone makes you feel loved *Huggles* Thanks for enjoying my lil themes everyone!
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Worry
~*~THEME FIFTEEN~*~
She can’t explain how much she worries for the young boy, her childhood friend.
Any day he could fade off into the distance, to become nothing more than a distant memory for her. The only thing she could do was desperately try to shield him. If she travelled with him she could minimise the danger slightly, by talking him out of pointless dangerous things he had gotten himself into.
But her will only went so far, and then Ed got serious, telling her to back off. Why didn’t he see that she only wanted to help him? He took every complaint personally; maybe she was just an annoyance. She didn’t want to be, but if that’s what it came to, she would do anything.
Tonight he had come back for repairs, the first time he had bothered to take care of his auto-mail. Was he finally gaining some consideration for other people? He had then replied stating he merely had some free time. Ed considerate? What was she thinking?
She looked down at him, sleeping peacefully on the couch. All the lights were out. Al had turned off for the night, or whatever he did to rest his soul. He was always with Ed, as if he was looking out for him. Even so, she decided it was okay to stand and watch him for a while.
He had no idea, just how many things she worried about. She reached her hand out to touch his soft cheek. But before she had a chance to touch his smooth skin, he turned slightly, rubbing his stomach before rolling over. She snapped her hand back to herself and sighed.
She was compelled to touch him, but again let her desires drift away with the dark night. There was no way her wants would ever be fed by him.
She was worried; worried that he wouldn’t return her feelings. One day if she did get the courage to tell her secret she would already know the answer.
Yet she didn’t know this was the only thing that they both worried about.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
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I'm kinda new. :3 But, I'm getting the hang of the FMA forums. X3 And everyone's been nice. n__n Thanks! Sorry, for the late reply. xX;
Very nice addition to the themes, too!
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From now on, too
~*~THEME SIXTEEN~*~
She was mindlessly fiddling with his auto-mail, which was something she did on boring rainy days. He hadn’t said a word, andthe large silence hovering above their heads wasstarting toannoy her greatly. If he could just fix that one little imperfection in him that caused him to keep his mouth shut more than the average person, she would rejoice. If he could just open his mouth and start a conversation, he would be perfect to her.
“Why don’t you talk to me?” She suddenly asked. Almost hissing. The irritation on the tip of her tongue was enough to make Edward shrug, not talk however, nothing less than extremes would get him to actually converse in one of these moods he got in. “Why aren’t you talking to your brother?” She snapped, slamming the wrench down on the metal of his arm. He once again shrugged and continued staring out the window mindlessly, as if the boring fields of Resembool actually entertained him more than she did.
“If you don’t tell me what’s going on I’ll hit you.” This time his smug comment came out like a bullet, something intended to hurt or kill her.
“It’s none of your business.” The tone was so harsh and cold that she almost fell off her chair. But at least it was slight progress.
“Excuse me; don’t talk to me like that!” She yelled in reply. Arguing back with all the pain and intense fury was all she could do to hide the hurt he had just caused her. She laughed at herself... what pain? This was nothing compared to how lonely she had felt lately. Lonely, had he done anything about that?
“Don’t talk to me then.” He turned his head after making sure she caught the glare in her direction first. Of course, he was Edward, he had to hurt her feelings before finishing the conversation. How could she forget? “I’m not in the mood for your crap today!”
“Caring for you?” She asked with disbelief. “I’m just worried!” So he thought that this was all crap? Why did she even bother to waste nights turning restlessly in her bed over him? Why did she bother?
“I don’t want you to worry!”
“Is this how you treat women?” She opened her mouth with continued shock, the confrontation getting her down, pulling her under the depths of her own violent raging sea. She felt her stomach tighten and her face reddened in result.
“And you’re a woman? Try a pain in the arse.” He scoffed, a slight smug grin stretching across his face.
“EDWARD!” She yelled, slapping him across the face. “How dare you!” She stiffened. “Your mother wouldn’t be proud of what you have become! Neither would your father. Do you want to be like that bastard that just left your mother alone! YOU JERK!” He held his cheek tightly, his eyes suddenly shooting venom at her. She had crossed a line, but when something inside of you continued to build up you had no choice but to let it all out with one violent shout.
“You have no right to talk about her!” He stood up from his seat and grabbed his red coat, chucking it over his white shirt and boxers. “Al we’re leaving!” He yelled loudly, obviously still angered over their little exchange. She sat there with a prolonged disbelief. Their fights had never been as serious as this one, and she seriously thought he hated her. She knew he would apologise later... but this time she was the one who wanted to make the apology.
She began to sulk as he packed his bags and dressed properly. Al was upset that they were leaving so early and came over to Winry to clear her mind of worry before they left. He wanted to know what had happened between them, but she just stared numbly ahead.
From now on, she too had to keep her mouth silent. So Ed didn’t put his walls up even higher. She didn’t want him to distance himself from her even more than he already had.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
From now on, too
~*~THEME SIXTEEN~*~
She was mindlessly fiddling with his auto-mail, which was something she did on boring rainy days. He hadn’t said a word, andthe large silence hovering above their heads wasstarting toannoy her greatly. If he could just fix that one little imperfection in him that caused him to keep his mouth shut more than the average person, she would rejoice. If he could just open his mouth and start a conversation, he would be perfect to her.
“Why don’t you talk to me?” She suddenly asked. Almost hissing. The irritation on the tip of her tongue was enough to make Edward shrug, not talk however, nothing less than extremes would get him to actually converse in one of these moods he got in. “Why aren’t you talking to your brother?” She snapped, slamming the wrench down on the metal of his arm. He once again shrugged and continued staring out the window mindlessly, as if the boring fields of Resembool actually entertained him more than she did.
“If you don’t tell me what’s going on I’ll hit you.” This time his smug comment came out like a bullet, something intended to hurt or kill her.
“It’s none of your business.” The tone was so harsh and cold that she almost fell off her chair. But at least it was slight progress.
“Excuse me; don’t talk to me like that!” She yelled in reply. Arguing back with all the pain and intense fury was all she could do to hide the hurt he had just caused her. She laughed at herself... what pain? This was nothing compared to how lonely she had felt lately. Lonely, had he done anything about that?
“Don’t talk to me then.” He turned his head after making sure she caught the glare in her direction first. Of course, he was Edward, he had to hurt her feelings before finishing the conversation. How could she forget? “I’m not in the mood for your crap today!”
“Caring for you?” She asked with disbelief. “I’m just worried!” So he thought that this was all crap? Why did she even bother to waste nights turning restlessly in her bed over him? Why did she bother?
“I don’t want you to worry!”
“Is this how you treat women?” She opened her mouth with continued shock, the confrontation getting her down, pulling her under the depths of her own violent raging sea. She felt her stomach tighten and her face reddened in result.
“And you’re a woman? Try a pain in the arse.” He scoffed, a slight smug grin stretching across his face.
“EDWARD!” She yelled, slapping him across the face. “How dare you!” She stiffened. “Your mother wouldn’t be proud of what you have become! Neither would your father. Do you want to be like that bastard that just left your mother alone! YOU JERK!” He held his cheek tightly, his eyes suddenly shooting venom at her. She had crossed a line, but when something inside of you continued to build up you had no choice but to let it all out with one violent shout.
“You have no right to talk about her!” He stood up from his seat and grabbed his red coat, chucking it over his white shirt and boxers. “Al we’re leaving!” He yelled loudly, obviously still angered over their little exchange. She sat there with a prolonged disbelief. Their fights had never been as serious as this one, and she seriously thought he hated her. She knew he would apologise later... but this time she was the one who wanted to make the apology.
She began to sulk as he packed his bags and dressed properly. Al was upset that they were leaving so early and came over to Winry to clear her mind of worry before they left. He wanted to know what had happened between them, but she just stared numbly ahead.
From now on, she too had to keep her mouth silent. So Ed didn’t put his walls up even higher. She didn’t want him to distance himself from her even more than he already had.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
Aww, thats a sad one 
But knowing those two, everything will get better
But knowing those two, everything will get better
I already posted in ff.net. But because I like ya I'll reply in here too.
You should have put Edward and Winry in a boxing ring!
Or, you could just put me and Edward in a boxing ring and shut off the lights. *Daydreams*
You should have put Edward and Winry in a boxing ring!
Or, you could just put me and Edward in a boxing ring and shut off the lights. *Daydreams*
and let you two get closer? Hell no, I think I should put edxwin in a boxing ring, hell yeah! Let the match begin (We all know who wins, edward is crap against her)
Give her some blades while you at it!
XD
XD
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Memo
~*~THEME SEVENTEEN~*~
He can’t always return on those days he knows are important to her. But he definitely remembers and sends his wishes on the wind.
He is a busy boy, always running around, never settling down. If he wasn’t sent on a mission, he was looking for the stone. He barley had anytime to breathe and sleep, let alone return home for these things she held close to her heart.
Even if he did promised to come home on her birthday, or visit for Christmas. He never ended up making it directly on those dates. It was always a week before or maybe months later. Never certain. He hadn’t actually spent her birthday with her for the past four years.
Winry always complained, telling him that he needed to write his memo’s down somewhere. He would always sneer; he didn’t need to do that. He couldn’t make it, but he always remembered. Even though she complained, she was glad he made the effort to come. She knew of his troubles deep down, even if she didn’t let on that she did.
He wasn’t completely heartless. He remembered to write on the dates he knew she held close to her. He wasn’t always best with words, and his writing still hadn’t become very clear. But he knew she understood this, and appreciated his attempt to wish her a happy birthday.
Besides, she would make him pay for it when he returned home.
She could never get into contact with him on his birthday. Due to the fact she never knew where he was. But she always bought him something small, and kept it at home till he next returned. She knew he wouldn’t return for his own birthday, even if she asked him too. He wasn’t important to himself like that. This worried her greatly, but at least he always made an effort to come see her on her birthday.
He wasn’t the best with words. His letters to her weren’t anything special. But he definitely did not need to write these dates down on paper. All the memo’s he needed to remember where either kept within his silver clock, or in his heart.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
Memo
~*~THEME SEVENTEEN~*~
He can’t always return on those days he knows are important to her. But he definitely remembers and sends his wishes on the wind.
He is a busy boy, always running around, never settling down. If he wasn’t sent on a mission, he was looking for the stone. He barley had anytime to breathe and sleep, let alone return home for these things she held close to her heart.
Even if he did promised to come home on her birthday, or visit for Christmas. He never ended up making it directly on those dates. It was always a week before or maybe months later. Never certain. He hadn’t actually spent her birthday with her for the past four years.
Winry always complained, telling him that he needed to write his memo’s down somewhere. He would always sneer; he didn’t need to do that. He couldn’t make it, but he always remembered. Even though she complained, she was glad he made the effort to come. She knew of his troubles deep down, even if she didn’t let on that she did.
He wasn’t completely heartless. He remembered to write on the dates he knew she held close to her. He wasn’t always best with words, and his writing still hadn’t become very clear. But he knew she understood this, and appreciated his attempt to wish her a happy birthday.
Besides, she would make him pay for it when he returned home.
She could never get into contact with him on his birthday. Due to the fact she never knew where he was. But she always bought him something small, and kept it at home till he next returned. She knew he wouldn’t return for his own birthday, even if she asked him too. He wasn’t important to himself like that. This worried her greatly, but at least he always made an effort to come see her on her birthday.
He wasn’t the best with words. His letters to her weren’t anything special. But he definitely did not need to write these dates down on paper. All the memo’s he needed to remember where either kept within his silver clock, or in his heart.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
Awww, I just loved that one Saturn Stars TT.TT
Keep up the awesome,super-fabulous, ultra-fantastic work!
Keep up the awesome,super-fabulous, ultra-fantastic work!
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Calender
~*~THEME EIGHTEEN~*~
The day on her calendar is overly decorated. So decorated you can’t even decipher the words underneath all the flowers and squiggles. It had all come from her sitting in front of it aimlessly for hours, fiddling with the pens, just thinking about the boy.
He never returned for anything, but today he had promised. It was his birthday, and although she never would have thought he would. He promised to meet up with her, since she couldn’t get to him.
She had his present wrapped and ready on the table. She hoped he would like it. She had also baked some apple pie, since he had complimented her on it that time in her room…
The day was special, that’s why the date on her calendar was filled with different colours. She was almost celebrating. Today was the day he turned seventeen, finally an age she could start calling him a man. This promise had been made a long time ago, and she was sure he wouldn’t break it.
She waited and waited, all day, even late into the night. But he never came.
She sighed and turned back to the house. She knew it was all false hope. Symbolism Rose had liked to call it, when they’d had a serious conversation about Winry’s hopefulness.
She looked over to Rose. She was rocking her small child and feeding it some milk. Al was sitting next to her with a smile.
“He hasn’t come back has he?” Al sighed.
“Not yet…” Winry replied, bowing her head slightly. It was enough that she had to get her own hopes up, but now she realised she had also gotten Al hopeful. Maybe she should have listened to Rose. “Let’s just wait a little while longer.” She told him with a smile. After all, maybe she could wait in anticipation for a few more minutes.
“Winry, Ed has disappeared; he won’t be coming back tonight…” They all stared out the window for a while. They looked at the dark night sky, the stars shining brightly.
But they weren’t shining as brightly for Winry. He was her light, and he wasn’t there. By now she had discovered that no matter how much she paid attention to the date on the calendar, no matter how pretty she made it, he would never return on the days she specifically wanted.
She wasn’t angry at him for breaking his promise. Because she knew he was out there somewhere. She knew he would make it back in his own time someday. They could celebrate his seventeenth together then.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
Calender
~*~THEME EIGHTEEN~*~
The day on her calendar is overly decorated. So decorated you can’t even decipher the words underneath all the flowers and squiggles. It had all come from her sitting in front of it aimlessly for hours, fiddling with the pens, just thinking about the boy.
He never returned for anything, but today he had promised. It was his birthday, and although she never would have thought he would. He promised to meet up with her, since she couldn’t get to him.
She had his present wrapped and ready on the table. She hoped he would like it. She had also baked some apple pie, since he had complimented her on it that time in her room…
The day was special, that’s why the date on her calendar was filled with different colours. She was almost celebrating. Today was the day he turned seventeen, finally an age she could start calling him a man. This promise had been made a long time ago, and she was sure he wouldn’t break it.
She waited and waited, all day, even late into the night. But he never came.
She sighed and turned back to the house. She knew it was all false hope. Symbolism Rose had liked to call it, when they’d had a serious conversation about Winry’s hopefulness.
She looked over to Rose. She was rocking her small child and feeding it some milk. Al was sitting next to her with a smile.
“He hasn’t come back has he?” Al sighed.
“Not yet…” Winry replied, bowing her head slightly. It was enough that she had to get her own hopes up, but now she realised she had also gotten Al hopeful. Maybe she should have listened to Rose. “Let’s just wait a little while longer.” She told him with a smile. After all, maybe she could wait in anticipation for a few more minutes.
“Winry, Ed has disappeared; he won’t be coming back tonight…” They all stared out the window for a while. They looked at the dark night sky, the stars shining brightly.
But they weren’t shining as brightly for Winry. He was her light, and he wasn’t there. By now she had discovered that no matter how much she paid attention to the date on the calendar, no matter how pretty she made it, he would never return on the days she specifically wanted.
She wasn’t angry at him for breaking his promise. Because she knew he was out there somewhere. She knew he would make it back in his own time someday. They could celebrate his seventeenth together then.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
Beautiful!!! All of them were!! 3 fics for me to read in one day ^^!! number 18 & 16 made me cry *finds tissue box* number 17 was veryyy sweeet!!! I can't wait for your next one ^^
Finally... I couldn't hold back, it's slightly smutty, well not really... but hey the title is relaxation. It was asking for trouble!
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Relaxation
~*~THEME NINETEEN~*~
Its night time, the night is calm and the rain outside is pouring steadily.
I find him in his bedroom, just peering out the window delicately. The rain is falling down the glass in rivers. I had only been standing there for a few seconds, but in those seconds, the effect was enough to totally entrance me, as it had done for Edward.
The window had misted up. I watched him as he put his hand up to the glowing white and drew patterns in the fog. This made me laugh. Sometimes this big human weapon could be such a child, fascinated by the tiniest things nature could do.
When I shut the door quietly behind me, the boy whipped around with shock. The room had been so silent with the rain that even the smallest out of place sound could make him jump. He smiled slightly, so slightly it almost looked like a frown. I furrowed my eyebrows at the way the room’s light was playing tricks on my mind and moved closer to him.
He had stopped drawing patterns now, and settled back to watch the rain fall steadily down the window. Our minds both blank.
“Can I sit next to you?” I finally asked, causing surprise on both of our behalves. It felt so weird to break that silence that had washed over the room, and my voice almost sounded un-natural. He nodded silently and shuffled over to make some room. I glanced at him in this peaceful state, a truly rare and beautiful sight.
He was slumped slightly, his face the epitome of apathy. It annoyed me, it worried me. Sure it was calm, but I wanted to erase that look on his face, I wanted to add a crimson blush to those cheeks. I wanted his eyes to light up with excitement. So I scooted a little closer to him, ignoring the questioning look in his eyes, resting my head on his shoulder softly, and savouring the smell of his sweet hair. The pony tail was resting over his shoulder and I nuzzled my nose into it with a content sigh. It smelt fresh like the rain.
“…the hell?” He suddenly groaned as I lifted my head and scooted even closer.
“Let me sit here.” I stood up and pointed at the space in between his legs. He looked up at me with horror and shook his head with refusal. I couldn’t help but grin and before he had time to protest, I had nestled myself in that warm place I could cuddle against him. He struggled slightly, but I placed my hands on both of his knees. If I squeezed this spot right here… He got the picture and instantly stiffened. I knew his ticklish spots.
I turned my head to look back at him; his arms limp at his sides. I was smiling widely over his cheeks that where tinged with red. I could see the bright blush on his cheeks against the pale moonlight that gave the room a silver-white kind of glow. I rested my head back on his shoulder and moved my arms to rest on his. I placed my hands over his and brought them up to me carefully.
“Now if you put your hands here like this,” I coaxed his hands over to my stomach and sighed, rolling my head back even further into his shoulder. His heart thumped against my back, causing wanted sensations to run down my spine, “it will be warmer for both of us.” I stopped guiding his hands and hoped he would take it upon his own initiative to wrap them around me even tighter.
He was now breathing heavily with the contact of my body against his, he always did. He had always enjoyed, and it was enough knowing this when I worked so hard to get him to touch me. You would think that he would instigate contact with me if it left his heart beating in time with mine. But he didn’t, instead he rejected it, unless I coaxed him along gently.
His arms finally tightened around my waist, his hands sliding down my stomach lower. I felt him take hold of my hips and moaned a little louder.
“That’s it.” I whispered, closing my eyes with pleasure. I brought my hands up to his face, reaching slightly behind me.
As I stroked his face, his hands moved lower, taking hold of my upper thighs. It was as far his hands could reach in this position; I nestled between his legs comfortably. I gasped at his sudden contact with my skin. I was only wearing my nightgown and could almost feel his hands on upon me as he moved them down the thin material.
I moved my head forward slightly, gently pulling his face down to gaze into his eyes. He knew what I wanted. I moved to the side slightly, so he could bring his arms up around my back and support me; ready for the long awaited kiss.
“Winry…” He breathed heatedly, almost hesitating. But all doubt was gone from his eyes when I pushed my finger to his lips.
“Ssssh, don’t think about it. Tonight let’s just relax.” I knew that he would be gone tomorrow, but that didn’t stop me from wanting his hands on me. It never did.
So we did relax a little, and we needed to do it more often.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
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Relaxation
~*~THEME NINETEEN~*~
Its night time, the night is calm and the rain outside is pouring steadily.
I find him in his bedroom, just peering out the window delicately. The rain is falling down the glass in rivers. I had only been standing there for a few seconds, but in those seconds, the effect was enough to totally entrance me, as it had done for Edward.
The window had misted up. I watched him as he put his hand up to the glowing white and drew patterns in the fog. This made me laugh. Sometimes this big human weapon could be such a child, fascinated by the tiniest things nature could do.
When I shut the door quietly behind me, the boy whipped around with shock. The room had been so silent with the rain that even the smallest out of place sound could make him jump. He smiled slightly, so slightly it almost looked like a frown. I furrowed my eyebrows at the way the room’s light was playing tricks on my mind and moved closer to him.
He had stopped drawing patterns now, and settled back to watch the rain fall steadily down the window. Our minds both blank.
“Can I sit next to you?” I finally asked, causing surprise on both of our behalves. It felt so weird to break that silence that had washed over the room, and my voice almost sounded un-natural. He nodded silently and shuffled over to make some room. I glanced at him in this peaceful state, a truly rare and beautiful sight.
He was slumped slightly, his face the epitome of apathy. It annoyed me, it worried me. Sure it was calm, but I wanted to erase that look on his face, I wanted to add a crimson blush to those cheeks. I wanted his eyes to light up with excitement. So I scooted a little closer to him, ignoring the questioning look in his eyes, resting my head on his shoulder softly, and savouring the smell of his sweet hair. The pony tail was resting over his shoulder and I nuzzled my nose into it with a content sigh. It smelt fresh like the rain.
“…the hell?” He suddenly groaned as I lifted my head and scooted even closer.
“Let me sit here.” I stood up and pointed at the space in between his legs. He looked up at me with horror and shook his head with refusal. I couldn’t help but grin and before he had time to protest, I had nestled myself in that warm place I could cuddle against him. He struggled slightly, but I placed my hands on both of his knees. If I squeezed this spot right here… He got the picture and instantly stiffened. I knew his ticklish spots.
I turned my head to look back at him; his arms limp at his sides. I was smiling widely over his cheeks that where tinged with red. I could see the bright blush on his cheeks against the pale moonlight that gave the room a silver-white kind of glow. I rested my head back on his shoulder and moved my arms to rest on his. I placed my hands over his and brought them up to me carefully.
“Now if you put your hands here like this,” I coaxed his hands over to my stomach and sighed, rolling my head back even further into his shoulder. His heart thumped against my back, causing wanted sensations to run down my spine, “it will be warmer for both of us.” I stopped guiding his hands and hoped he would take it upon his own initiative to wrap them around me even tighter.
He was now breathing heavily with the contact of my body against his, he always did. He had always enjoyed, and it was enough knowing this when I worked so hard to get him to touch me. You would think that he would instigate contact with me if it left his heart beating in time with mine. But he didn’t, instead he rejected it, unless I coaxed him along gently.
His arms finally tightened around my waist, his hands sliding down my stomach lower. I felt him take hold of my hips and moaned a little louder.
“That’s it.” I whispered, closing my eyes with pleasure. I brought my hands up to his face, reaching slightly behind me.
As I stroked his face, his hands moved lower, taking hold of my upper thighs. It was as far his hands could reach in this position; I nestled between his legs comfortably. I gasped at his sudden contact with my skin. I was only wearing my nightgown and could almost feel his hands on upon me as he moved them down the thin material.
I moved my head forward slightly, gently pulling his face down to gaze into his eyes. He knew what I wanted. I moved to the side slightly, so he could bring his arms up around my back and support me; ready for the long awaited kiss.
“Winry…” He breathed heatedly, almost hesitating. But all doubt was gone from his eyes when I pushed my finger to his lips.
“Ssssh, don’t think about it. Tonight let’s just relax.” I knew that he would be gone tomorrow, but that didn’t stop me from wanting his hands on me. It never did.
So we did relax a little, and we needed to do it more often.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
I am not loved!
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Unnecessary/Unimportant
~*~THEME TWENTY~*~
Everyone thought that they were never meant for each other, that the fighting would one day pull them apart. Who could have ever thought that they were so in love with each other when they fought with such intense anger?
To her, the fighting was unimportant. It was a time where she could discover everything he had kept bottled up inside, it was a time he could do the same. They both tended to bottle up their feelings deep inside untill they just exploded, in both fighting and love making. No-one could tell her that it would bring them apart. Because she knew it brought them closer together. After a heated argument they understood each other better, they had a better feel for what they both wanted. Not to mention she really enjoyed the passionate make-out sessions that could follow after. How could they not? When one became so angry and passionate it tended to get messy afterwards.
Everyone thought they would never possibly make it together. They would tell her seriously. ‘How long can you honestly put up with his forgetfulness and inconsideration?’ they would ask. She would smile in return, to keep up appearances within the community. The fact that he sometimes forgot their anniversary was unimportant. It didn’t mean he didn’t love her. It meant he was extremely busy, or thinking of something else to do with her. And when he discovered that he had forgotten something important, he would definitely make up for it, in all aspects of their relationship.
Everyone thought that he would bolt out of there as soon as possible. The talking and gossiping only made them both laugh. So she hit him on the head with her wrench a few times, okay a lot. That was unimportant. What was important was why he had gotten hit with the wrench in the first place. When she did bash him up, they both knew that he deserved it. It wasn’t anything he was going to walk out on her for. It was even something he appreciated, who would pull him into line if she didn’t?
They all thought that she would end up heartbroken… that he would leave her just like his father, to go off and journey for alchemic reasons. But she knew Ed better than that.
They all thought she would never be truly satisfied. The man was almost twenty, and a conversation on commitment was still something he had Winry had yet to converse in. She didn’t mind, he was there with her. He had definitely proved his loyalty to her a long time ago, ring on her finger or not.
And that day he struggled for those words… That day those three words that she did want to hear were on the tip of his tongue; she was ended up stopping him from saying them. Instead she whispered the words to him, and pulled him closer. He had always struggled to confess his words of love to her. She didn’t want him doing that. She would just sigh and intertwine her fingers with his. She wasn’t asking for his words anymore. Despite what the town said, she knew that he loved her. She knew his love for her burned strongly inside of him, and to hear those three words off his tongue just for some sort of comfort,was just unnecessary.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
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Unnecessary/Unimportant
~*~THEME TWENTY~*~
Everyone thought that they were never meant for each other, that the fighting would one day pull them apart. Who could have ever thought that they were so in love with each other when they fought with such intense anger?
To her, the fighting was unimportant. It was a time where she could discover everything he had kept bottled up inside, it was a time he could do the same. They both tended to bottle up their feelings deep inside untill they just exploded, in both fighting and love making. No-one could tell her that it would bring them apart. Because she knew it brought them closer together. After a heated argument they understood each other better, they had a better feel for what they both wanted. Not to mention she really enjoyed the passionate make-out sessions that could follow after. How could they not? When one became so angry and passionate it tended to get messy afterwards.
Everyone thought they would never possibly make it together. They would tell her seriously. ‘How long can you honestly put up with his forgetfulness and inconsideration?’ they would ask. She would smile in return, to keep up appearances within the community. The fact that he sometimes forgot their anniversary was unimportant. It didn’t mean he didn’t love her. It meant he was extremely busy, or thinking of something else to do with her. And when he discovered that he had forgotten something important, he would definitely make up for it, in all aspects of their relationship.
Everyone thought that he would bolt out of there as soon as possible. The talking and gossiping only made them both laugh. So she hit him on the head with her wrench a few times, okay a lot. That was unimportant. What was important was why he had gotten hit with the wrench in the first place. When she did bash him up, they both knew that he deserved it. It wasn’t anything he was going to walk out on her for. It was even something he appreciated, who would pull him into line if she didn’t?
They all thought that she would end up heartbroken… that he would leave her just like his father, to go off and journey for alchemic reasons. But she knew Ed better than that.
They all thought she would never be truly satisfied. The man was almost twenty, and a conversation on commitment was still something he had Winry had yet to converse in. She didn’t mind, he was there with her. He had definitely proved his loyalty to her a long time ago, ring on her finger or not.
And that day he struggled for those words… That day those three words that she did want to hear were on the tip of his tongue; she was ended up stopping him from saying them. Instead she whispered the words to him, and pulled him closer. He had always struggled to confess his words of love to her. She didn’t want him doing that. She would just sigh and intertwine her fingers with his. She wasn’t asking for his words anymore. Despite what the town said, she knew that he loved her. She knew his love for her burned strongly inside of him, and to hear those three words off his tongue just for some sort of comfort,was just unnecessary.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
*wuvs theme 19* >¬> wait i love 20 too ;_;!! ahh i lov them all XD!!
Nuuuuu~ We luv u T-T *hugs u and gives u an Edo-cookie*
OMG u are one of my favs EdxWin writers and inspired me to write and start my own EdxWin 100 themes ;____;!!! *altought my fics are in Spanish XD*
demo u are one of the greatest! yay :D
Nuuuuu~ We luv u T-T *hugs u and gives u an Edo-cookie*
OMG u are one of my favs EdxWin writers and inspired me to write and start my own EdxWin 100 themes ;____;!!! *altought my fics are in Spanish XD*
demo u are one of the greatest! yay :D
*Whacks* What do you mean, not loved?! >.< You are very much loved! Sorry I haven't reviewed in forever, Sis. Been busy, despite it being summer vacation. Anyway... KAWAII!! ALL VERY VERY KAWAII! XD Really... this is why I'd never try my own 100 themes. I'd fail compared to yours. Keep up the good work, Sis! Can't wait for more! (Loved the smut, BTW. XD)
Keep up the good work, Sis! Can't wait for more! (Loved the smut, BTW. XD)
Aww thanks sis! But I'm not giving you more edxwin pics till you atleast update! *GRRRRRRRRR*
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Mystique
~*~THEME TWENTY-ONE~*~
She had been captured by that air of mystery around him, ever since she was a little girl.
He was her friend; he shared absolutely everything with her. Yet she was always convinced that there was something about him he wasn’t letting her in on. Something he would never allow her to know. She could feel it around the two of them as they grew to adults together, always something there between them that left her breathless, with not words to say.
It was the way he smiled. It was filled with something more spectacular than she had ever seen. How could snotty immature Edward have such a gleam in his eyes when he looked at her? What was it about him that she didn’t know? What was it about him that left her craving his touch when she had barley even felt it in the first place?
Naturally, he had only became more mysterious as he grew, widening her eyes and capturing her attention. She wanted to discover every little thing about him. What was hidden under all of it, something that even a friend of so many years wouldn’t know? Something he kept hidden deep inside.
One night she had cornered him, asking a million little irrelevant questions that left him confused, she had done it a lot recently, trying to find the answer to the one question that may satisfy her needs. She had turned away frustrated, not learning anything that she didn’t already know. No doubt she was attracted to him, or was it just the air of mystery that pulled her closer?
The girl would continue to wonder for a while.
Little did she know it was her mystique that kept him there with her. It was her mystery that left him so breathless as to fall in love with her. It was this love for her that he was hiding deep inside, this love that created his mysterious aura. A love that mystified even her, that left both of them utterly confused.
One day she would find out for herself. If she asked the right questions, she would surely get the right answers.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
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Mystique
~*~THEME TWENTY-ONE~*~
She had been captured by that air of mystery around him, ever since she was a little girl.
He was her friend; he shared absolutely everything with her. Yet she was always convinced that there was something about him he wasn’t letting her in on. Something he would never allow her to know. She could feel it around the two of them as they grew to adults together, always something there between them that left her breathless, with not words to say.
It was the way he smiled. It was filled with something more spectacular than she had ever seen. How could snotty immature Edward have such a gleam in his eyes when he looked at her? What was it about him that she didn’t know? What was it about him that left her craving his touch when she had barley even felt it in the first place?
Naturally, he had only became more mysterious as he grew, widening her eyes and capturing her attention. She wanted to discover every little thing about him. What was hidden under all of it, something that even a friend of so many years wouldn’t know? Something he kept hidden deep inside.
One night she had cornered him, asking a million little irrelevant questions that left him confused, she had done it a lot recently, trying to find the answer to the one question that may satisfy her needs. She had turned away frustrated, not learning anything that she didn’t already know. No doubt she was attracted to him, or was it just the air of mystery that pulled her closer?
The girl would continue to wonder for a while.
Little did she know it was her mystique that kept him there with her. It was her mystery that left him so breathless as to fall in love with her. It was this love for her that he was hiding deep inside, this love that created his mysterious aura. A love that mystified even her, that left both of them utterly confused.
One day she would find out for herself. If she asked the right questions, she would surely get the right answers.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
Go, go! Wow. Talk about so many good chapters. X3
I love all these chapters.. XD Heck, I love all these fan fics. Your pieces are /always/ inspiring.
I love all these chapters.. XD Heck, I love all these fan fics. Your pieces are /always/ inspiring.
And I love your avatar!
Thanks. The FMA-Ipod avatar made me laugh when I first saw it. X3
The FMA-Ipod avatar made me laugh when I first saw it. X3
So where the update SS!!! One a day no?
i love number nineteen! (well really, they are all very good, but that one is just so sweet!)
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Unaccustomed things
~*~THEME TWENTY-TWO~*~
She could eventually get use to the fact her parents where now gone. But the pain and empty space she felt within her heart would never cease to bring tears to her eyes occasionally. She could eventually get use to the fact she would be with only Auntie Pinako and the two brothers together.
Just as she had to grow accustomed to her parent’s death, the two brothers she loved dearly had to become accustomed to the death of their own mother. The brothers didn’t have a choice in the matter; they had to accept Winry and Auntie Pinako as their family. Not that this was ever a problem for the younger of the two of them.
They all mourned together. Whether it was a blissful cool night spent under their favourite tree, embracing each other, or a terrifying thunderstorm in which they crawled into each other’s beds for a feeling of safety and comfort. They all tried to grow accustomed to things together. It was slow and painful, but they became stronger this way, stronger together.
No matter where they went, the two brothers kept becoming familiarized with foreign things. Did they even have a choice in the matter?
When the automail had been docked on, Edward had to spend a whole year becoming familiar with the way it worked. He still wasn’t use to it to this day. Maybe it was one of those hurtful reasons why he wanted to be rid of it as soon as possible.
But they weren’t the only ones who learned to keep their painful emotions locked up in within their fragile heart.
Winry had to learn to live with their constant coming and going. She had to learn to live with the way Edward came home to her completely torn and battered, with an auto-mail which looked like it had taken mass abuse. And she would never become properly acquainted with him, the boy she wished she could know so well. Every time he arrived at her doorstep, he had changed slightly. It was a weird feeling to watch a boy grow up, and she wondered if it was strange for Edward to watch her grow into a woman… One day he had just been a little toddler, the next he was standing at her door with a determined face, broad shoulders and fiery eyes.
His gaze was so intense that it could do so many things to send her crazy. Drive her wild with desire, make her blush nervously, or cause her to bash him to the ground violently. Something about those eyes just had a power over even her own. She wasn’t accustomed to this. She was the one that should have the power.
One night the cool slick metal of his arm had come into contact with hers. She had flinched only slightly at the change in temperature and turned to meet his gaze. She was at first unfamiliar with his cold metallic touch, but she soon grew to know it in the short space of a few seconds.
When his arms wrapped around her to keep her warm, her breath had caught in her throat with astonishment. How could she ever grow accustomed to such a feeling? It was the strangest feeling she had ever come into contact with. She didn’t understand how it made her feel inside. But one day soon, she would learn to become use to these unaccustomed things.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
Unaccustomed things
~*~THEME TWENTY-TWO~*~
She could eventually get use to the fact her parents where now gone. But the pain and empty space she felt within her heart would never cease to bring tears to her eyes occasionally. She could eventually get use to the fact she would be with only Auntie Pinako and the two brothers together.
Just as she had to grow accustomed to her parent’s death, the two brothers she loved dearly had to become accustomed to the death of their own mother. The brothers didn’t have a choice in the matter; they had to accept Winry and Auntie Pinako as their family. Not that this was ever a problem for the younger of the two of them.
They all mourned together. Whether it was a blissful cool night spent under their favourite tree, embracing each other, or a terrifying thunderstorm in which they crawled into each other’s beds for a feeling of safety and comfort. They all tried to grow accustomed to things together. It was slow and painful, but they became stronger this way, stronger together.
No matter where they went, the two brothers kept becoming familiarized with foreign things. Did they even have a choice in the matter?
When the automail had been docked on, Edward had to spend a whole year becoming familiar with the way it worked. He still wasn’t use to it to this day. Maybe it was one of those hurtful reasons why he wanted to be rid of it as soon as possible.
But they weren’t the only ones who learned to keep their painful emotions locked up in within their fragile heart.
Winry had to learn to live with their constant coming and going. She had to learn to live with the way Edward came home to her completely torn and battered, with an auto-mail which looked like it had taken mass abuse. And she would never become properly acquainted with him, the boy she wished she could know so well. Every time he arrived at her doorstep, he had changed slightly. It was a weird feeling to watch a boy grow up, and she wondered if it was strange for Edward to watch her grow into a woman… One day he had just been a little toddler, the next he was standing at her door with a determined face, broad shoulders and fiery eyes.
His gaze was so intense that it could do so many things to send her crazy. Drive her wild with desire, make her blush nervously, or cause her to bash him to the ground violently. Something about those eyes just had a power over even her own. She wasn’t accustomed to this. She was the one that should have the power.
One night the cool slick metal of his arm had come into contact with hers. She had flinched only slightly at the change in temperature and turned to meet his gaze. She was at first unfamiliar with his cold metallic touch, but she soon grew to know it in the short space of a few seconds.
When his arms wrapped around her to keep her warm, her breath had caught in her throat with astonishment. How could she ever grow accustomed to such a feeling? It was the strangest feeling she had ever come into contact with. She didn’t understand how it made her feel inside. But one day soon, she would learn to become use to these unaccustomed things.
~*~Saturn Stars~*~
That was awesome!!!!! That last unaccustomed thing was the best ^-^!!!!!!!!!
Writers Note: Wow I really have neglected all my writings lately. Going back and reading over them all two years later some times I am shocked and appalled at what I have written. But it was all a learning curve I guess. I plan to go back over most of my work and rewrite it. I encourage any of my old fans, or new readers to take up some of my work and help me improve it. I have just started up a blog that will be filled with Edwin goodness eventually. Please take a look at not just my writing, but my other works as well and leave your feedback. It all means a lot. I will update my blog more regulary with the themes, and will post my updated themes there. Please join and add me as a friend.
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Waiting
THEME TWENTY-THREE
Grandma was making me some dinner in the kitchen. I was young, and it had been expected of me that I made her dinner at an even younger age. But I knew why she was making it tonight.
Crawled up at the window the stars seemed to flicker brightly. But my spirit did not.
“Come on Winry, eat this up and get on to John’s leg, you promised him that you’d have it finished by next week.”
I heard her set the plate down on the table. The smell of smoke filled the air, I knew well then that she was behind me watching too.
“I’m not the only one that wants them to come back.” I turned slightly, resting my head on my shoulder just enough so she would see my face. I didn’t need to see hers, the reassuring puff of smoke floating above me was enough. Because Grandma had quit smoking her pipe a year ago, and she always brought it out on these nights. She didn’t even notice that I had caught on to that.
My eyes never filled with tears anymore. Somehow the memory was too painful for that.
“Ed and Al’s house is being rebuilt you know?” She croaked behind me.
I squinted remembering the expression I’d had on my face as I had passed the house today, but I still wanted to know what they had to do with this. I sighed to myself, I had been rude today and probably made some enemies which wasn’t good for the business. We already relied on people travelling far for our services due to the lack of incidents or of anything in this country-side. It wasn’t my place to yell at a couple who were happy to rebuild that smoky burnt house, but for me, for Ed... for Al it meant so much. It was hard to know that someone would be living there after what happened in that basement, but it wasn’t my place to tell anyone. I only dreaded having to tell them when they showed up next time.
“You know... sometimes I feel like its all a bad dream. Like they will come home.” It was already eleven, my dinner was getting cold and I’m sure it was beautiful, but I didn’t know if I would even be able to taste it now. I knew I would be alright tomorrow, but for this night only, for this night. We were both incapable, why was it hard to escape the past. On this night a gloomy air resided all around us, it froze time it threw us into this state. A state of guilt, and pain for not having remembered or mourned any night prior to this one. I knew Granny wouldn’t reply... we were both strong women, and on this night when we became weak somehow it was hard to form the words. That’s why my eyes widened when I felt her hand run through my hair. I couldn’t even remember the last time I had hugged her. I tried to conceal my astonished expression, not wanting to embarrass her, or make her feel any less for showing a moment of affection towards me. I turned my head back to the window and felt tears blur my vision of the clear night. That wouldn't do at all if they were there for even a second I couldn’t miss it.
Then just as I wiped my tears away I saw it. I saw two figures on the hill. I blinked. Looking up at Pinako it seemed that I wasn’t the only one who had seen it. She squinted, her hands untangled from my hair pushed up to the glass. I turned my head and felt my eyes zoom in like a camera. There they were smiling, and waving.
My mother’s face was warm, as was my father’s and their hands were clasped tight together.
Then they were gone.
I gasped for air, realising I hadn’t taken in one breath for over 30 seconds. Granny Pinako was doing the same. However I watched right before me as she gained her composure. I desperately wanted to talk to her about it. After ten years of waiting, to finally see them was like everything was suddenly resolved.
“They want this to be the last night.” She nodded, and put her pipe down. The last night for what? Our tears, our pain, our grief, her smoking? I stared at her pipe and picked it up, throwing it against the room.
“You saw them! They were there!” I yelled furiously. “Where did they go? Where did they go?” I burst into tears upon hearing her pipe smash into a thousand pieces, as had my hopes of ever knowing what type of people my parents were. Having fights with my mother, being told what to do by my father. Why didn’t I get to experience that too?
“Hush Winry,” Granny looked out the window one last time and shut the blinds. “They want this to be the last night.” Then she walked away.
My eyes started to tear again as I sat there with frustration.
I missed Ed and Al, I missed my parents. But I finally understood. I could hold on to Ed and Al. I could continue to sit here at this window and wait for them. But on this night I waited for someone else. They didn’t want me to do that anymore. My childhood friends were still alive and needed every prayer I could send them. My parents were safe together somewhere, and happy.
They didn’t want me to wait for them anymore.
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Waiting
THEME TWENTY-THREE
Grandma was making me some dinner in the kitchen. I was young, and it had been expected of me that I made her dinner at an even younger age. But I knew why she was making it tonight.
Crawled up at the window the stars seemed to flicker brightly. But my spirit did not.
“Come on Winry, eat this up and get on to John’s leg, you promised him that you’d have it finished by next week.”
I heard her set the plate down on the table. The smell of smoke filled the air, I knew well then that she was behind me watching too.
“I’m not the only one that wants them to come back.” I turned slightly, resting my head on my shoulder just enough so she would see my face. I didn’t need to see hers, the reassuring puff of smoke floating above me was enough. Because Grandma had quit smoking her pipe a year ago, and she always brought it out on these nights. She didn’t even notice that I had caught on to that.
My eyes never filled with tears anymore. Somehow the memory was too painful for that.
“Ed and Al’s house is being rebuilt you know?” She croaked behind me.
I squinted remembering the expression I’d had on my face as I had passed the house today, but I still wanted to know what they had to do with this. I sighed to myself, I had been rude today and probably made some enemies which wasn’t good for the business. We already relied on people travelling far for our services due to the lack of incidents or of anything in this country-side. It wasn’t my place to yell at a couple who were happy to rebuild that smoky burnt house, but for me, for Ed... for Al it meant so much. It was hard to know that someone would be living there after what happened in that basement, but it wasn’t my place to tell anyone. I only dreaded having to tell them when they showed up next time.
“You know... sometimes I feel like its all a bad dream. Like they will come home.” It was already eleven, my dinner was getting cold and I’m sure it was beautiful, but I didn’t know if I would even be able to taste it now. I knew I would be alright tomorrow, but for this night only, for this night. We were both incapable, why was it hard to escape the past. On this night a gloomy air resided all around us, it froze time it threw us into this state. A state of guilt, and pain for not having remembered or mourned any night prior to this one. I knew Granny wouldn’t reply... we were both strong women, and on this night when we became weak somehow it was hard to form the words. That’s why my eyes widened when I felt her hand run through my hair. I couldn’t even remember the last time I had hugged her. I tried to conceal my astonished expression, not wanting to embarrass her, or make her feel any less for showing a moment of affection towards me. I turned my head back to the window and felt tears blur my vision of the clear night. That wouldn't do at all if they were there for even a second I couldn’t miss it.
Then just as I wiped my tears away I saw it. I saw two figures on the hill. I blinked. Looking up at Pinako it seemed that I wasn’t the only one who had seen it. She squinted, her hands untangled from my hair pushed up to the glass. I turned my head and felt my eyes zoom in like a camera. There they were smiling, and waving.
My mother’s face was warm, as was my father’s and their hands were clasped tight together.
Then they were gone.
I gasped for air, realising I hadn’t taken in one breath for over 30 seconds. Granny Pinako was doing the same. However I watched right before me as she gained her composure. I desperately wanted to talk to her about it. After ten years of waiting, to finally see them was like everything was suddenly resolved.
“They want this to be the last night.” She nodded, and put her pipe down. The last night for what? Our tears, our pain, our grief, her smoking? I stared at her pipe and picked it up, throwing it against the room.
“You saw them! They were there!” I yelled furiously. “Where did they go? Where did they go?” I burst into tears upon hearing her pipe smash into a thousand pieces, as had my hopes of ever knowing what type of people my parents were. Having fights with my mother, being told what to do by my father. Why didn’t I get to experience that too?
“Hush Winry,” Granny looked out the window one last time and shut the blinds. “They want this to be the last night.” Then she walked away.
My eyes started to tear again as I sat there with frustration.
I missed Ed and Al, I missed my parents. But I finally understood. I could hold on to Ed and Al. I could continue to sit here at this window and wait for them. But on this night I waited for someone else. They didn’t want me to do that anymore. My childhood friends were still alive and needed every prayer I could send them. My parents were safe together somewhere, and happy.
They didn’t want me to wait for them anymore.
SATURN STARS
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