Intentions

Okay, so... I'm a bit of a crack pairing fan of GreedxWinry. So I decided to make this little story. It doesn't follow any line of the manga or anime, but it's for fun.

It has a series of pairings, some yaoi. Don't go any further if you don't like that.

It will get deeper and more graphic as the story goes on.

Enjoy.

People walked across the platform, coming off and stepping onto the trains. Winry Rockbell was one of them. A somewhat tall, blond haired girl of only seventeen, rather pretty in her own way and maybe to a few others. She tugged her bag over her shoulder, before raising her fist to wipe away some of the sweat from her forehead. The first thing she noticed about this town was the fact it was warm. Really warm..

"Geez.." She lowered her fist and used both hands to open the crumpled paper in her hand. She smoothed it out, taking a moment to reread the message.

Winry, Al and me are staying in the town of Dublith for a few days.

We kinda need your help.. I damaged my arm a little. The help would be really good. Someone from the military will come to pick you up.

Ed.

It figured. He always found a way to ruin the things she had made. Winry gripped the paper in her hands, before shoving it into her pocket. Tools, check, her bag of clothes, check. A wrench to throw at Ed... Oh, check indeed. She'd hugged Granny and Den goodbye and set out for the town of Dublith.

So, now she was left to stand on the platform of the train station, turning her head left and right to try and figure where this person was going to be. If it was an officer in uniform, it'd be easier to spot. She tapped her foot, deciding she might as well keep looking.

"Ms. Rockbell?" She turned her head, raising an eyebrow in surprise. Standing behind her was a tall man, taller then her with long ebony haired tied back into a ponytail. He wore the military pants, the jacket that was undone and showing a white shirt. His smile was.. slightly odd. He held out a hand to her, his other stuffed into his pocket. "Solf J, Kimblee.. It's nice to meet you."

"Ah.. Nice to meet you too." Slowly she put out her hand, taking hold of his as they shook hands. The man seemed to grip it a little harder, then needed. "Please.. Call me Winry." She pulled her hand back carefully, letting it grip into a fist at his side. The people moved around them, not really noticing the blond female and dark haired man. Kimblee cleared his throat, his thin lips still curved up into an odd, little smile. "Come with me."

Something about this man.. It gave her an odd chill. Most people in the miltary did that to her though. She followed him down the stairs of the platform, heading down onto the street. "Are we walking?" She asked, realizing he was walking past the few parked cars and continuing on through the street. Kimblee looked over his shoulder at her. "Yes.. Sorry about that. Those lazy bastards wouldn't loan out a car."

He just chuckled at her slight frown. "Oh, don't worry. The Elric brothers are still expecting you." He turned his head back to the front, still walking on with his hands in his pockets. It was a good thing she couldn't see his smile widen devilishly. Still, the two of them walked. Kimblee led her down a few streets, Winry's head turning very few minutes to look around. Something didn't feel right... "Excuse me, Mr. Kimblee?" She finally spoke up after a few more minutes walking. "Where are we?"

It was a disturbing place they were heading for. It seemed a street of dark bars and other places. Kimblee continued to walk, not really answering her question. "Mr. Kimblee?" Still, there was no answer. Winry reached down, slowly into her toolbag, her fingers curling around a wrench. "Mr. Kimblee." She made her tone harsh, stopping and standing still. "Where are we." She demanded.

The man did stop as well, his shoulders hunching slightly. "Well... I guess I should let the cat out of the bag, shouldn't I?" Slowly, he turned and grinned. Winry took a step back. "I'd like it if you'd just come with me, Ms. Rockbell..." He came at her, his hands gripping hold on her wrist. "You'll live longer." He told her, delighted by the fear that crossed over her face.

Winry swallowed, then lifted her free arm and swung the wrench. "Get offa me!" It cracked against the man's head, a cry of pain uttering from his lips. His grip was loosened on her, which Winry took advantage of. She jerked free and backwards as he crumbled to the ground, clutching his head as it throbbed painfully.

"You... little bitch!" He swore, through the pain. All she could hear was her own heavy breathing for a few seconds, her eyes still wide with surprise and shock.

"Geez, Kimblee.. You couldn't even take care of one girl, could you?" At the new voice, her head snapped around and then up to look to a roof. Crouched ontop of it, a man with dark hair looked down at the two of them. She could see... some kind of sword at his side. Her fingers clenched tighter around the wrench, before she made a choice.

She dropped her items, minus the wrench clenched tightly in her fingers... and she ran.

This was tying for the worst possible day of her life. Her heart was pounding as she continued to run through the street. Some way had to lead her back to the train station, but every direction she seemed to turn just led her into a darker way. On the corner she finally turned, she ran right into a solid object. Not a wall.. A person?

"Easy there, honey. You coulda gotten hurt." She heard a male voice, deep and smooth. Hands laid on her shoulders and she looked up. A tall man smiled down at her, his eyes hidden by a pair of circle sunglasses. Winry panted softly. "There's.. There's someone trying to kidnap me!" She turned slightly, pointing back the way she'd come. Coming up the way came Kimblee and the man she'd seen on the roof.

"Hold still, you little brat!" Only then did Winry happen to look down and see the tattoo's on the palm of Kimblee's hands. He's an alchemist too... And she had used a wrench to nearly bash his brains in. The automail mechanic made a move to run again, only to be stopped by the hands still on her shoulders. "Now, now, Crimson.. Calm down.."

Wait... He knew the man... That meant.. Suddenly something hard cracked against Winry's skull, sending her down to the ground. "A.." She made a small noise, turning her head just enough so she could look up. It hurt to move her head, but she did. "E.." All she could see was the tall man standing over her, just before she blacked out.