Okay I am back with yet ANOTHER fanfiction! I really should work on Mr. Evil Finally Dies but...I kinda lost inspiration...So yeah... I got inspiration for this fic from this strange book I was reading and all the punk rock I listen to. Okay I will now cram the whole disclaimer and OOC explanation into one sentence: IT'S FANFICTION!!! Okay, that was pretty much it.
Fanfiction: Story written by fan, characters are of course OOC or else there'd be nothing to write about.
I Give A Damn About You!
Chapter 1: Winry goes emo
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It was a sunny day in the quiet town of Resembool, and Edward Elric walked down the road with a smile on his face. He hadn't been back to see Winry in ages and, even though he was going to get killed for breaking his automail again, he was still happy. He had finally accepted his hidden feelings for the young mechanic as love.
Alphonse Elric smiled(A/N yes, he's a suit of armor but he pulls of human expression well, doesn't he?), looking at the dorky smile on his brother's face. "Excited to be seeing Winry, huh brother?"
Ed's face turned as red as the jacket he was always wearing. "Hell no! Why would I be excited to see that mechanic freak?"
Just then Ed was knocked off his feet due to a chunk of metal colliding with his skull. He lay there for barely a second before he was back on his feet and screaming. "Winry, what the hell is your problem! You're gonna kill me one of these times!"
Winry was leaning over the balcony glaring at the small, blonde alchemist. "Oh please, like anything could penetrate that thick skull of yours!"
The look on Ed's face screamed murder and Al put his hand on his brother's shoulder to prevent any violence. "Just calm down brother, she didn't mean it!"
Ed was about to protest when Winry smiled and went back inside. She too, had strong feelings hidden in her heart. Only, her love was tinged black. The supposedly pure emotion was tainted by loneliness, sorrow, and anger. How could he just leave her there? He didn't care...He never would...It'd be easier to just never see him again...Of course it wouldn't matter to him, she was just his mechanic...
Winry sighed and went to her workroom where Ed was sure to be waiting. Al was probably in the living room as always. It was a constant routine. She walked in, and sure enough, Ed was sitting in a chair waiting. She repaired his automail arm in silence.
"Winry?" Ed asked uncertainly after a long period of uncomfortable silence.
"Don't talk to me Edward. I know you'll leave as soon as your arm's fixed, and then I won't see you again until you need your goddamn mechanic!" Winry snapped at him, tightening the last bolt.
That stung. Ed never, ever had intended to hurt her. After all, he loved her. But obviously, the feeling wasn't mutual. "Fine," he answered deathly calm. "I guess there's no use in talking to my mechanic anyway." Since his arm was finished, he got up, glared back at Winry, and walked out of the room. When he got to the living room, he called Al, and the two left.
That was three years ago, and the last time Winry had seen, or spoken to, Ed...
Winry opened her eyes and glared at the sun shining through her bedroom window. She got up and pulled off her black, lacy nightgown. The tatoo on her hip could now be seen. It was a rose piercing a bleeding heart. The petals of the rose were the color of Ed's jacket, the thorns the colors of his eyes. A constant reminder of why she had pushed him away; her bleeding heart.
She pulled on a black shirt with a red 'X' across the front of it, black pants covered in chains, and buckle-up boots similar to Ed's. She then walked to the bathroom and scowled at her reflection. Her hair had been dyed black with red highlights in the front. She sighed and applied her eyeliner in a think, dark streak under her lid, complimented by dark eyeshadow and blood-red lipstick.
Finally, she walked down to the living room where her grandma was waiting for her. She sat at the table, and Pinako set eggs and toast in front of her. Winry nibbled on her toast silently, secretly wondering how Ed was doing. She roughly shook her head. "No!," she yelled inwardly. "I refuse to think about that ass!" Before she knew it, she had finished her breakfast and Pinako had taken away the plate.
"We have some visitors here," Pinako said. "They're waiting in your workroom."
Winry sighed, frustrated. "How many times do I have to tell you, Granny? It's notMY workroom! I don't do automail anymore!"
Pinako stared at her granddaughter sadly. "I know, it's a shame. You were so talented at it, and you loved it. It was as if it was what you were born to do."
Winry 'pffted' and stomped off to the workroom. "Yeah right, the only thing I was born for was to be miserable. Damn that bastard Edward!" When she got there, she stared past the doorway in shock. Then, carefully masking her emotions, she turned on her heel and walked back to the kitchen.
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How do these things always end up a lot shorted then I planned? Now that I look back, I think Win would kill me for calling her wrench a 'chunk of metal'...-shrugs- oh well! Lol But it's so sad! She dropped automail! -sniff- Okay, reviews plz! I don't care what you say. Comments, flames, guesses on who the visitor is, I don't care! Just review! Oh right, I dunno when the next chappie'll be up cuz it hasn't been written yet...(But reviews may persuade me to write it faster!)
