Life after the search for the blood red stone
Chapter 3
Edward couldn't believe it. Not that Winry was there but that someone found him, he couldn't stop screaming in his head 'THANK GOD!' He stopped thinking to look down at the blonde that was now clutching on to him like a leach, not letting go, afraid to lose its source of life. He heard the soft sniffles of her tiny nose and noticed that his blue hospital dress was getting wet. Was she THAT happy to see him?
"What's with you? Its not like I haven't seen you for-" then he realized, he hadn't seen or talked to anybody from Risembool for nearly 5 years. Well now he was getting the hint in why she was so emotional.
" I'm sorry… I just" Winry did a little hiccup and looked up at him with tear filled blue crystal eyes that looked so much more … mature than the last time he looked into them, nearly 5 years ago. What had happened? Could something have happen?! Maybe she wasn't just here to make sure he was o.k. maybe she was here to tell him some really bad news!
"Winry…. Did something.. bad happen while I was away?" Nearly within seconds of him finishing his sentence she burst into more tears, which seemed to be growing in size…uh-oh… Edward was alarmed and put a worried face on and tried to take back what he said, but what he said was said.
" Damn Winry don't cry… I didn't mean to bring back any…uhg…" Winry looked up with a sort of, ' I'm going to kick your butt, but totally regretting it at the same time' look. 'Uh-oh, well this isn't good' thought Ed. He had just a few seconds to get out of the way of Winry's 'out of no where wrench', which seconds later smashed the nice horse painting that was on the wall behind him. 'I mourn for the horse, but thankful it wasn't my head.' Edward said in his head.
"You think…." She took another swing at his head, Ed dodged it again with wobbly skill. "… you wouldn't miss ANYTHING over a 5 years?" This time she purposely dropped the wrench, it unfortunately landing on Ed's little toe.
"Oh ! Winry!! Did you have to? I'm in a hospital! I preferred you sobbing!" Winry made a sour face and then the pits of hell and Haiti's joined in union behind her to kill the now fearful alchemist.
"Do you…. want to know…what the HECK happened… when you were gone?" Winry asked in a bitter voice.
"Well.." 'Don't say anything stupid or well…stupid!' thought Ed, "…yes." Polite, but not enough for Winry. She exploded, but not into fire, but into again…TEARS!
"Oh, Winry…I didn't mean that in a bad 'smart-alecky' way, just yes, I want to know what I've missed. How's Al?" Ed asked in such a soft tone that had that vibrant smooth tone, and if you were looking at him at the same time, like Winry was, then you would have seen a pair of golden understanding eyes looking into your very soul as if to say, ' this is something I need to know, and you're the only person I want to tell me.' And if you would have been in Winry's view point, then you would have done the same thing, leaned forward, put your hand underneath his head, parted your lips and put them perfectly against his.