Chapter 03 is finally out, yay! I'm really sorry it took me so long but I'm really into TS3 Island Paradise at the moment and get basically nothing done aside from my resort aha. This chapter is a little short, roughly about 1k words only, but I thought its a good way to end this chapter and leave you a little startled until ch04. Enjoy!
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Disclaimer: All characters are created and owned by Hiromu Arakawa, and I do not claim any ownership over them or the world of Fullmetal Alchemist.


They didn't say a single word on their way back home. They silently walked beside each other with such a distance that a third person could easily fit in between. Ed knew that it wouldn't be easy to give Winry the feeling that everything would become normal now, now that they have won their war. But little did he know of a woman's feelings and her outbursts.

Once they reached home, Winry was the first to run up the stairs, close her door with a big bang and leave Ed startled on their front porch.
"What have you done this time?" Pinako asked. She and Al were sitting at the kitchen table, preparing the dinner.

"WHY DOES IT ALWAYS HAVE TO BE ME WHO DID SOMETHING WRONG?!" Ed screamed.

"Well maybe because you're a bean-sized squirt with a bad temper?"

''BAD TEMPER HUH, LET ME-''It was true that he had his difficulties when it came to handling his temper, but it wasn't his fault for things to be awkward and annoying. It was Winry's. She was the one to make all the fuss and to get kissed by a stranger. It was all Winry's-

"Ah, whatever. I'm going to my room." Ed hissed and went upstairs. He passed Winry's room and was about to knock when he realized what he just said. It wasn't his fault, was it? So why should he be the one to chase after her and apologize. When he entered his room he aimed straight for his bed. It was too early to take a good nap, but Ed was known for his ability to sleep whenever and wherever he wanted.

As he was trying to sleep, the image of Winry and this guy popped up in his head over and over again.
'DAMN YOU, WINRY.' Ed thought and wanted to scream while he rubbed his eyes in hope the picture would remove itself from his head. Edward wasn't sure what he felt, but it sure as hell wasn't something he'd like to experience again. But how could he prevent that? He couldn't say 'No' to Winry if she was about to go out. He couldn't tell her to never meet a guy like that again either. Even if he may wanted to.
'It's no good, that damn girl can do as she likes', and with that thought, Ed fell asleep.


He didn't open his eyes until he got firmly shaken awake by his brother.
"Ed! Edward! Wake up dammit!" he heard Al say, but all he wanted to do was to sleep.
"WAKE UP OR I WILL HAVE TO GET WINRY IN HERE!"
Ed jumped to his feet. "Geez! Al! What in the world is wrong with you?" Ed murmured and rubbed his eyes. 'Why does everyone has to piss me off lately?'

"I thought there was something going on downstairs and you might want to take care of it." His brother said, looking at him in a worried manner. "I know that you don't want to admit it to yourself, brother, but we both know that Winry takes up a pretty big space in our hearts, right?"

"Well of course I know that, she's our best friend!" Ed snarled. Al gave a sigh in Ed's direction. "Then it's our duty to protect her from whatever harm may come, but even so, we have to give her some space too. It's up to her to decide whether or not she wants to take the risk, right? Anyway nii-san, dinner's ready by the way. Hurry up."

Ed gave him his typical confused look. He knew that Al had his weird ways to tell him things but damn, if it's not about alchemy it's no use to crypt all his messages.
When Ed stood up he noticed that there was a freshly ironed shirt hung up his chair. He wondered if Al had been putting it there of if it was Winry…but the mere thought seemed to be almost impossible. The old hag probably had used his little brother as a slave again to iron all the laundry there is. 'Why am I worrying so much about an ironed shirt? Geez, this house sure is making me crazy.'

He walked downstairs to find large portion rice on his plate.
"Care to wait for us, chibi-bean?" Pinako teased.
"Nah, I'm hungry!" Ed smacked. He had to admit, auntie can be a huge pain in the ass but she sure knows how to cook. He wondered where his milk was, though. There was always milk on the table. Always.
It wasn't like he missed that damn bottle on the table, but it made him feel uneasy. Something wasn't right.
"Yo auntie, are we out of milk?" He smirked and poked Pinako with his elbow. Al and Pinako both gave a sigh and starred at Ed. 'What? What did I do wrong this time?'

But then it hit him. Winry was the one to put the milk bottles on the table. She'd tease him about all day long, always. But there was no milk. And there was no Winry.
"Uh…where is Winry?"
"She has a customer to take care of, we'll be putting her me-"Pinako wasn't even able to finish her sentence before Ed rushed of.
'To take care of, to take care of, DAMN YOU AL. WHY DON'T YOU JUST SPEAK TO ME IN A LANGUAGE I UNDERSTAND.' He ran up the stairs, and flung the door to Winry's workplace open. When he stepped in...

"Geez, he sure isn't the brightest, is he?" Pinako said to Al and both had a frustrated look on their faces. They knew what would happen once he'd step into the room. But both of them also knew that it was about time for Edward and Winry to face their feelings for good.