Hey peoples! This is another EdxWin story, as I'm sure you are all aware of already. By the way, Al has his body back in this fic.
I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist, and I never will. *sob*
Hope you enjoy!
It was a completely normal day in Risembool. The sun was shining, the sky was blue, birds were singing, wrenches were being thrown…
"HEY, WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?"
"Well the only reason you're here is because of your automail, am I right?!"
Ed scowled. Winry couldn't go a single day without throwing a wrench at someone. 'Why did I ever even buy her that damn thing? I should have known I would regret it…'
As Edward and Alphonse Elric neared the Rockbell's small, cozy house, they were practically mauled by a rather large dog.
"Den! Get off me!" Ed yelled as the joyful dog slobbered all over him. Ed pushed the happy-go-lucky creature away from him and rose to his feet, leaving Al to be licked to death by Den.
Ed rubbed his sore forehead as he warily approached the Rockbell house. Winry was now standing on her porch with a furious glare plastered on her face. Ed approached the raging blonde and sighed. "Relax, Win. There's nothing wrong with my automail."
Winry blinked. "Oh, really?" she inquired, raising an eyebrow.
"Yup. Take a look for yourself." Ed replied, pulling up his sleeve and revealing his rust-free and still intact custom-built lightweight automail arm.
Winry blinked again, and her mouth opened and closed without a word. Her eyebrow, if possible, was raised higher. "Then why are you here? You never visit unless you have to." Her voice carried a slightly bitter tone.
The shorter blond let his gaze fall to the ground. He shuffled his feet. "Um, well, there's no reason I can't visit an old friend every now and then." He looked up and met Winry's stare. "I mean it's not like I have anything better to do anyway."
Winry blinked for the third time. Then, Ed watched with horror as her expression changed from a look of confusion to a look of fury, "So you're here only because you have nothing better to do? Just because you're bored?!"
Ed flinched and raised his arms to protect himself from a possible wrench attack. "No, no, Winry! It's not like that!" But the poor midget's attempts were futile. Winry had already started gathering more tools to attack Ed with.
"I can't believe you! You're such a JERK, Edward Elric!"
"Winry, stop! Pleas- no, not the screwdriver! PLEASE!"
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Three hours later
'Gah, damn Winry and her headache-giving powers.' Ed blinked as his eyes adjusting to the light. The first thing he saw was Al's concerned green eyes peered over him. As Al realised that Ed was awake, a relieved smile stretched across the younger brother's (adorable) face.
"Brother, you're finally awake! Winry says it's almost time for dinner."
Ed's stomach growled. Quite loudly, in fact.
The brothers walked out of the living room and into the kitchen where Winry and Pinako were cooking Ed's favourite - stew. Ed sniffed the air. His nostrils were in heaven. "Stew! Smells great!"
Ed's gaze landed on Winry. He was hoping Winry flash that beautiful smile of hers, but unfortunately for him, she didn't do so much as turn around.
'Crap, she's not still mad at me, is she? Ugh, women get pissed at everything these days.' Ed scowled, taking his seat at the table. He was joined by Al, while Winry and Pinako laid down an enormous pot of steaming stew in the centre of the table.
After everyone was served, they started eating. Well, Al, Pinako, and Winry were eating normally. Ed was making music – a symphony of snorts, gulps, loud chewing noises, and desperate breaths of air. Typical Ed at dinnertime. Of course, he was the first one finished. Then he had seconds. And thirds. And fourths.
He would have had fifths if Pinako hadn't interrupted, saying: "Well, Shrimpo. Considering the way you've been eating, maybe you'll get lucky and grow an inch or two."
Ed erupted like a volcano at the 'Shrimpo' remark. "WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL PEOPLE THAT EAT HIM WITH OTHER TYPES OF ASSORTED SEAFOOD!" Ed ranted on while Pinako just smirked at him. After he calmed down (with the help of Al) Ed excused himself to go take a shower.
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Ed stepped out of the shower and sighed. Winry still hadn't said anything to him since dinner. Come to think of it, the only thing she had said at dinner was "pass the salt." It was unusual for Winry to be so quiet, so Ed decided to investigate.
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He crept into Winry's workshop where she was working on a new design of automail. The chibi cursed silently as his automail leg thumped against the ground, therefore ruining his sneaky entrance. Winry whirled around and glared after she saw who it was. "Ugh, well what do you want now?"
Ed's eyebrows furrowed, "Why are you so mad at me, Winry? What the hell did I do?"
"Why don't you tell me? You're hiding the real reason you're here! I know it must be about your automail, it's never been about anything else!"
Ed was slightly taken aback by the frustration in Winry's voice. "Wait, what? What are you talking about?"
"What I'm saying is you don't visit at all unless you need your automail fixed! It's like we're not even friends anymore! I'm just the person that fixes you up when your body is hurt, and then you just go off on your little journey without so much as a second glance."
Ed scowled in confusion, "Wha-…w-what do you mean?"
"You know damn well what I mean! I feel like you don't care for me at all! You don't think of me as a friend anymore! Just an annoying mechanic who hits you with wrenches and doesn't care about anything else!" An angry tear cascaded down her face. With a choked cry, she forced more words out of her mouth. "I bet you couldn't care less about what happens to me while I'm worrying about you 24/7! Edward, you just don't care anymore. You're acting as if you don't like me at all and you're avoiding me as much as possible! We're drifting apart, Ed!"
Shocked and confused, Ed was speechless. Winry stomped out of the room and slammed the door.
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Ed was restless. He tossed and turned in his bed, paced the room constantly, and mumbled to himself. He couldn't stop thinking about Winry's words… Was she right? Were they really drifting apart? Ed wondered how she was doing. Was she sleepless too? Was she still mad at him? Ed was further tormented by these questions to the point where he decided to go check on her (forgetting the part that it was 2:03 AM and Winry would probably whack him in the head with her wrench).
He tiptoed (well, he tried to tiptoe, though the automail didn't make it very easy for him) to Winry's room. There was no light coming from underneath her door, so she must have been asleep. Ed nearly turned around and went back, but then stopped. She could be in there, crying herself to sleep, while Ed would be snoring away in his own room.
He turned back to her door and put his hand on the doorknob, and slowly opened the door, hoping it wouldn't creak. It creaked. 'Fantastic.' He thought sarcastically. Ed froze as Winry's form shifted on her bed. She rolled over and Ed could now see her face. She was still asleep. 'Phew.'
His relief was short-lived as Winry moved around even more. As Ed was frozen in terror, she slowly sat up and rubbed her eye with a curled up fist. "Edward?" She slurred sleepily. Ed blushed, 'She looks so adorable right now.'
"Um, yeah, Win. It's only me.'
"Oh… Yawn… Okay…" Winry snuggled into her blankets and closed her eyes. "G'night."
Ed blinked. 'That was easy. For once she didn't throw a wrench at my head.' He smiled to himself.
He watched her seemingly sleeping form with affection, and was about to go back to his room, when Winry's eyes suddenly shot open and she sat up with a jolt. "Wait. WHAT are you doing in my room?" Winry definitely wasn't sleeping anymore.
'Uh –oh.' Ed's head spun with thoughts as he trying to think of a reasonable excuse. "Um… I couldn't sleep…" Ed looked down at his feet. So much for a reasonable excuse.
Winry blinked. "So… you decided to come into my room?"
Ed shuffled his feet some more. "Uh, yeah…"
Winry raised an eyebrow at this. "I see."
"Well, I mean you were really mad earlier so… I just thought I should check to see if you were okay."
"Oh." Her expression softened with clarity. "Okay. I'm fine."
Ed lifted his gaze to look her straight in the eyes. "Are you sure?"
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"Okay, just checking." Ed closed the door and slipped into the hall. He found himself feeling strangely disappointed and relieved at the same time, his thoughts thick with emotion.
A few seconds later Ed opened Winry's door again. "Winry?"
She sat up again. "Yeah?"
"I'm sorry." Edward closed the door and headed back to his room.
What do you think? Should I continue?
If anyone has an idea for something that should happen in future chapters, feel free to let me know!
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