Title: What I Want for Christmas
Genre: General/Romance
Pairing: Winry x Schiezka
Summary: Schiezka and Winry waits for Christmas to come.
Warnings: Shoujo-ai/yuri. What may be OOCness.
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA, and I don't own Winry or Schiezka. Schiezka is cute though.
"Selfishness makes Christmas a burden, love makes it a delight."
- Anonymous
What I Want for Christmas
Schiezka and Winry lay curled up on the couch, watching the flames dance in the lit fireplace idly.
"Tell me a story," Winry said suddenly.
"What kind of story?" Schiezka asked, startled.
"Any kind of story. Best to do with Christmas," Winry replied.
Schiezka thought for a while and began, "Once upon a time, there was a girl called Winry, who asked a girl called Schiezka to tell her a story about Christmas." She paused and watched for Winry's reaction.
Winry giggled. "No, tell me another story. Not one about us." A moment later, she added, "Even though we are quite interesting."
Schiezka whined. "But I'm not in the mood to tell a story," she protested.
"What mood are you in?" Winry inquired, curious.
"Christmasy mood," Schiezka answered, laughing.
Winry snorted. "Schiezka!"
They fell into silence again.
"What would you like for Christmas?" After what seemed like an hour (it was only fifteen minutes really), Winry spoke, with the same abruptness as the time when she last broke the silence.
Schiezka pondered this thoughtfully before giving her answer, "You."
"Stop joking, Schiezka." Winry pouted.
"I'm not joking," Schiezka denied. "I'm only... telling the truth."
Schiezka's cheeks coloured and Winry realized she was being serious, and that made her think. "You know what, Schiezka?"
"What?" Schiezka said, puzzled.
"I don't think I want a book about automail for Christmas." There was a dramatic pause. Schiezka almost guessed what she was going to say next. "I want you, too, Schiezka." Schiezka's blush, which was just starting to fade, came back ten times brighter than before.
"But I've already bought the book for you!" Schiezka wailed in despair.
"You're so cute," Winry said, smiling. "Don't worry. I can have both you and the book."
"You're too greedy, Winry," Schiezka muttered.
The house was quiet once more, and they listened as seconds ticked pass. An hour left until Christmas... Half an hour... Ten minutes... Five minutes... One minute... Thirty seconds... Five... Four... Three... Two... One.
Christmas was here at last.
"I'm cold," Schiezka mumbled.
"You won't be." Winry pulled her closer and a soft kiss was exchanged. "Merry Christmas, Schiezka."
"And you too, Winry. Merry Christmas," the brunette returned the greeting.
They were warm enough after that, and Schiezka didn't complain about being cold anymore.
The End
"The best of all gifts around any Christmas tree: the presence of a happy family all wrapped up in each other."
- Burton Hillis
A/N: A bit short, yes, I know. But I had a slight difficult keeping the two characters as IC as possible. Hope they weren't too OOC. Merry Christmas, my readers! Please read & review!