Warmth
Winry's Locket
It was late in the afternoon in Risenbul, when Winry Rockbell finished repairing a customer's automail. It had been two whole years since that day, the day that Edward Elric, her best friend, had disappeared. A funeral was held for him, but she didn't go. She had refused to accept the fact that Ed had died. They haven't found his body, so how could she? Nevertheless, she had no clue of his whereabouts. Partially, she wished that the automail she had just repaired was his. She had wished that every automail she fixed was his, but her customer's automail just wasn't. Winry knew that Edward's automail was different, special. It was the automail that she had poured her effort in fixing, even though she said things to him entirely differently.
"Winry!" Aunt Pinako called from the kitchen, "Would you get me my spare automail kit you borrowed this morning?"
"Yes, auntie!" Winry replied. The spare kit she borrowed was in her room. She took it up to try some new techniques in fixing and making automail.
Winry walked up the stairs leading to her room. Beside her room was Edward's. She and Al liked to go in there often, even though every time she walked in, she wanted to cry; but she never did cry, he wouldn't like it if she did. Winry walked into her room. It was quite dark in there, so she had to go open the window shades. Sunlight poured in as she pulled the shades aside; the rays were golden, just like his hair. The hair that she used to braid. She missed that feeling dearly. Al didn't braid his hair, and even if he did, the feeling of Al's hair wouldn't be like Edward's.
Winry turned towards her desk. Now, where had she put the spare kit? She remembered that it was lying on her desk. She looked around for it..ahh it was on her bed. She was about to go out of her room when something caught her eye. It was a white envelope. Winry picked it up and looked at it; it was something Ed had given her before he left and she never opened it. How could she forget? Anyways, Winry opened the envelope gingerly, fearing that the thing inside might break apart; something that he gave her might fall apart.
She put the envelope down and looked inside; it was a silver locket. The surface was smooth and cool, just like automail. Unlike most lockets, no carvings were made on it. She opened it anxiously. Inside, was a picture of her, Al, and him. A feeling of warmth suddenly washed over her. Wh.. why had Ed given her this? As a reminder of him while he went on his quest? No. As a birthday present he owed her? No way. Then why?
"Winry! The spare kit please!" Aunt Pinako's voice from downstairs interrupted her thoughts.
"Y-yes! I'll be right down!" Winry called back.
Edward's mechanic ran down the stairs. She looked at the picture in the locket again. The same feeling came over her; the feeling of warmth that she had during the times she spent with him. Whatever the reason was, she didn't care. As long as the feeling was there when she looked at it, she didn't care.
Winry put the locket in her pocket and went to Auntie Pinako. She didn't care about its reasons, as long as there was that feeling of warmth…
A/N: Hi! Well, this story is kinda short, but sad too, huh? R&R! Always, Winry.