OK! This is my first story I will be posting here on !! I really hope you like it!! After the FMA movie, I felt like there needed to be more, so I wrote this story to actually make sure I didn't go insane from uncompletyness! (I like making up my own words :)) Well, on to the awesomeness story!!

Alphonse stared into the distance, looking at the trees, the sky. He remembered how the trees of his home land blew in the wind as gushes of air passed by. He turned to see his brother, Edward, driving the automobile toward their new home in Munich.

"Brother?" Al whispered. "When will we be going back to Resembol? I want to see Winry again, and she misses you, too."

Ed slowed down the car, until the friction made come to a complete stop. "Al, we won't be going back. We closed The Gate, you know that." The younger brother closed his eyes.

"There has to be a way, Brother. If the two of us can destroy The Gate without alchemy, we can surly open it!" Al began to get his hopes up, thinking optimistically like this, but he knew it wouldn't last for long.

"Alphonse," there was a pause. "I'm sorry. I thought you knew there wasn't a way back when you came here." His words drifted off, as if he had an idea of some sort.

"What is it Brother? Did you see something?"

"No. It's nothing." The rest of the travel home was silent. They both seemed to be thinking of ideas, plans to go home. They stopped at a restaurant in Munich for dinner, since neither of them were great cooks. This restaurant in particular was special to them. The gypsy girl, Noah, had gotten a job here, and she was now respected through that district of Munich.

"Hey, Noah," Edward said gleefully as he sat down at the table.

"Hello, Edward. Would you two like your normal meals, or something different?" Noah asked the brothers.

"What's your special tonight? I'll have whatever that is, just no milk."

Noah giggled. "Okay then. What about you Al?" Alphonse ignored the girl. He looked as if he was trying to look at the table somewhere behind Ed.

"Al, what is it" Noah wondered.

"Come on Al. Why have you been acting so strange lately?" Ed began to turn around to see what Alphonse was looking at. "Has this world scared you that much that you-" Ed's eyes enlarged. "Winry?"

"Hmm? Who's Winry?"

Edward rose from his seat and took a step to the next table. He looked up to see her getting up, coming towards him.

"Edward? Is that you?" Winry walked faster until she reached him, and hugged him.

"Win-Winry? How-How did you get here?" Edward blushed as she held him.

"What do you mean?! I should be asking you?! And why aren't you wearing my clothes?!"

"Winry? What are you talking about?" he said while he took a step back from her. "Oh, I see. You're the Winry of this world, mistaking me for the Edward of this world. I'm sorry. Come on, Al, lets go." Al nodded in shock. He was happy he saw Winry's face, but it wasn't her.

"But Ed," Winry started as the two brothers started to walk away. "I want to get back together, and I can make you clothes with my sewing machine again."

Edward stopped in a half step. "Sorry, I don't know what you're talking about. Wait! Did you say get back together?!" Did I really go out with Winry? Winry Rockbell? And why the hell does she sew? That's defiantly not her! Then again, it technically wasn't me.

"Brother," Al said barely above a whisper.

Edward clinched his hand. "I said lets go Al." This was said as he walked out the door, leaving Winry left at the restaurant with this world's Roy Mustang.

So?! Did you like it? Did you hate it? Please tell me you like it! I should have the 2nd chapter up really soon!