One Hundred Words, One Hundred Moments

Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist at all.

Author's Note: This consists of moment from Ed and Winry's lives together. I'm warning you now, it won't be updated on a daily basis, because I'm too busy for that. I just write when I'm stressed out. I hope you enjoy!

Black

When she finally found him, he was having a nightmare curled up in a ball on the floor of the pitch black guest room. She sighed, and sat down next to the shaking boy next to her. He seemed so vulnerable in that moment, not like how he was when he was awake.

When he was awake, he would act so guarded and tough. He would pretend to be someone he wasn't. She hated to see him having nightmares, but at least he was being honest with himself when he was asleep. She wrapped a gentle arm around his shaking body, which seemed so fragile in the dark room, and laid her head on his shoulder.

"Ed," she whispered. "It's okay, I'm here now." Slowly, the boy stopped shaking. When he woke the next morning, he found a girl with long blond hair curled up next to him. Ed pulled a blanket of the bed and placed it over the only girl who could always help him, gently kissing her on the cheek as he got up and left the room.