Hey guys! Sorry I haven't posted anything in a really long time holy crap, but senior year has really been kicking my butt :/

Anyway, there will be a description in my profile explaining what I plan to do with this story (and what this story actually is), so if you have any questions please go read that first. If that still doesn't answer your question, absolutely feel free to PM me, and I'll get back to you asap! :)

Now, on with the story!

Disclaimer: Look up the definitions for "fan" and "fiction". Put two and two together. Voila.

Breathless.

Edward Elric sat on his couch skimming the newspaper. It was about mid-morning and his wife was still upstairs doing who-knows-what, leaving him alone to find something to occupy himself with. He scowled, taking a sip of his coffee and putting it back down on the end table. It was a slow news day, and he'd really rather be doing something else at the moment, but he didn't know what else to do.

His golden eyes skated across the page, finding nothing interesting enough to latch on to. Crap... crap... I don't care... crap... But when he turned the page, something caught his eye.

"'Basket ball'...?" As he read the article, he had to admit that he was somewhat intrigued. It wasn't a new sport, according to the article, yet the Risembool Express had never published anything about it... that was weird.

Slowly, he was becoming engrossed in the article, but his concentration was suddenly interrupted by a burst of noise. He looked up and put his paper down as the rapid pounding of footsteps padded down the stairs and quickly approached him. His wife came into view, determination set on her pretty face, and ran full-speed towards him. Ed began to panic when he realized she was getting closer and closer, but not slowing down.

The next thing he knew, she was on his lap, her fingers lacing with his, kissing him. He stiffened for several moments, his brain trying to register what had just happened. When his thoughts caught up to reality, he relaxed and closed his eyes, enjoying the gentle feel of her lips on his for as long as he could. His heart was jumping and he mentally tried to calm it down, with very little success. It seems that, even after four years of marriage, this girl could still get his heart racing.

Then again, he loved her, and he hoped this flame would never die out.

She pulled away, instead opting to pepper his face with soft butterfly kisses. It took a moment for him to regain his ability to speak, but he eventually spoke up in a relatively calm voice, "Winry, what in the world-"

His breath was stolen a second time. However, this kiss was a little more... desperate. A bad feeling sparked in the pit of his stomach, and it intensified when her hands cupped his face.

Her hands were shaking.

He broke the kiss, her hands dropping into her lap, and the bad feeling increased ten fold when he looked at her. Tears. Tears were rolling down her flushed cheeks.

She was crying.

"Shit," he mumbled under his breath, intense worry gracing his features. He cupped her chin and tilted her face up to get a better look at her. She sniffed and closed her eyes, sitting still as he wiped his sleeve gently across her eyes and cheeks. His soft, slightly demanding voice reached her ears, "Win, what's wrong?"

She opened her blue eyes to meet his piercing golden gaze, the pure concern in them striking her silent for a moment. And she stole his breath away for the third time in a matter of minutes when she flashed him the most beautiful smile he'd ever seen.

Her eyes lit up in a way that rivaled the sun. Her rosy cheeks deepened in color and the bridge of her nose crinkled slightly as a genuine smile spread over her face. The brightness of her smile reached every inch of her. She was glowing. The last time he saw her looking this radiant, honestly, was their wedding day. She just blossomed.

Ed felt heat slowly crawling up his face as his heart began beating loudly in his ears.

"I'm happy, Ed," she said quietly, wiping the corner of her eye with her palm and giggling slightly at his blush. He looked at her, confused. She's crying because she's happy?

Winry grabbed his hand with both of hers and began moving it towards her. He watched with rapt attention as their hands came to rest on... her stomach.

...

OH MY...

His eyes grew wide and his head shot up to look at her. "Holy- Winry, are you...?" He couldn't even finish his sentence. She simply giggled at his expression and squeezed his hand lightly, which was still resting on her stomach, before nodding once.

After all, one nod was all she could get in before he sprung up, lifted her off the ground, and twirled her around several times, the largest smile on his face. She laughed at his excitement and squealed, "Ed, don't make me dizzy!"

"Sorry," he said, setting her on her feet. Edward pulled her into a hug and buried his face in her neck, still grinning madly. He breathed deeply, calming down and waiting a bit before speaking, content to just rest in her arms. "I can't believe," he whispered softly, "that you're going to be a mommy, Winry."

She nodded after a second and ran her fingers through his hair, pulling his ponytail out in the process. Then she whispered back to him, "And you're going to be a daddy, Edward."

... A dad.

A father.

He would be raising a child.

Ed nuzzled his face further into the crook of her neck. "... I like the sound of that." He pulled away to look at his amazing wife and fondly tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. And as he looked at her, he made a vow: he was never going to abandon her and their child -never. He was not his father, and he certainly wasn't going to become his father. He would never leave their side.

I swear it.

He rested his forehead against hers and the couple closed their eyes. Winry let out a soft, content sigh and it was quiet in the household for a few minutes.

...

"Hey, Win?"

"Hmm?"

He opened his eyes and watched as he weaved their fingers together. "You know... I love you, right?"

She smiled and tenderly touched a hand to her stomach again.

"...Yeah."

End.

Okay, is it me, or are my stories just getting cheesier and cheesier?

Raaah, whatever :P

This idea has been in my head for a good year or so now, so it feels good to finally write it down. On a side note, I had to do a bit of research on basketball for this lol (and I actually did more research than I needed to in the end).

K, thanks for reading, and reviews are greatly appreciated and will be responded to! :)

~Vee