A/N: Its taken me a while to figure out what exactly I want to do in this story, and even now I honestly don't know. So I'm going to wing this chapter and hope it turns for the better.
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Just has Winry had sighed loudly Marcel had made it to the door. The blond began to look through her schedule book has the bells began to ring as the door opened letting Marcel in. Winry wasn't in the mood to deal with him.
"What can I help you with, Marcel?" She asked in a monotone fashion.
"I'd like you to consider my offer that I stated earlier." He said, but for some reason he didn't sound like himself.
"I have Marcel." She said looking him directly in the eyes. "And I'm not interested." She said with an odd determination. He looked her eyes almost as if he was searching for something beyond the surface.
"Then, who are you interested in?" He asked after a moment. This question caught her by surprise. Of course Edward immediately came to mind, but just as before Winry got rid of that thought and focused back on the conversation.
"It isn't any of your business." She replied firmly, but because of the delay Marcel didn't believe that there wasn't anyone in her mind.
"It is my business." He replied quickly. Winry gave him a look that clearly explained that he was jerk for making that notion. He approached her so he was only a few feet away from her. She backed up a little feeling uncomfortable around him. He got closer seeing her move backward. "I only have eyes for you." As he whispered this he glanced at her figure. "And I won't stop until you feel the same way." He finished whispering and backed up a few steps.
Winry felt like her heart was the loudest thing in the room. She could feel the beat pound against her ears. It wasn't because she felt something for Marcel; it was because he had scared her. She had thought he might something with her, than again if he did she would probably fight him until he had many concussions. But his tone of voice had scared her the most. When he backed away from her, she immediately walked into the back room. Thankfully Marcel kept his distance by leaning against the wall that faced the shop's opening but also served as a separating wall for the storage area in the back. Being back there triggered her memory of work. She did need to start making extra automail in case of an update. She rummaged through parts until she knew she had the right box, when she heard the bells of her front door.
"Did Marcel leave?" She leaned back but could still see a little bit of his figure leaning against the wall. She was sure when he made a comment.
"Looks like one of your customers." He said loud enough for her to hear. She rolled her eyes with great effort. Who else would come to a custom mechanic? She then shook her head at his very obvious statement. Although despite being late this wasn't the first time that one of her customers came in after shop hours. Nonetheless she grabbed the box with both hands and headed towards the front of her shop.
"Welcome, how may I help- " Winry stopped in shock. A loud crash followed her unfinished statement.
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With some help from the people of Rush Valley, the brothers were finally on the right track to finding Winry's shop. Lights of some businesses were still on helping them find the place better. Talking had stopped and both brothers had focused on finding Winry. When they were just a couple blocks away Alphonse spoke up.
"Should we get an Inn?" He asked aloud. Edward thought it over for a bit. He hadn't seen her shop or apartment for that matter. He didn't know how much space she would have in her house. He thought it over and saw it best to get a room else where.
"It'll be best if we do. We don't want to impose on her." Edward finished.
"Well, what if I go get a room while you meet up with Winry first." Alphonse offered.
"Why?" He asked curiously.
"I've spent more time with Winry since you were gone before I joined you. You two have a lot to catch up on. So don't worry about me." Alphonse said. Edward thought over his brother's logic.
"Alright you go ahead and get us a room. I'll find her shop first." Edward agreed with some enthusiasm. After making sure Edward knew the address by heart, Alphonse took the slip of paper with her address and Edward left to continue to find her shop.
Edward soon found the main street he needed to be on. The street was fairly large. Probably many people go through this area. No wonder it was a good place for her shop. After walking for a fair amount of distance he soon saw a wooden sign familiar to that of one in Resembool reading "Rockbell Automail". He grinned at this. When he walked closer he noticed that it was obviously towards closing hours but found that the door was open. When he entered the shop he heard the bells ringing above him. "That must come in handy once in a while." He glanced around the shop seeing the surroundings, He noticed a guy around his age with red hair leaning against the far wall. Edward also saw this person looking directly at his automail hand.
"Looks like one of your customers." He said obviously speaking to Winry who was in the back. Already this guy didn't make the greatest impression on Edward. Edward gave a small glare at this man. He only stopped glaring when he heard footsteps coming towards him. He saw Winry walking with a large box in her hands coming into the room he was currently standing in.
"Welcome, how may I help- " Winry stopped her eyes growing wide at the sight in front of her. A few seconds later the box slipped from her hands creating a loud crash throughout the room.
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The crash sent Winry back into reality. She immediately bent down and began picking up the pieces, and even Edward joined in on picking them up also. Once all the pieces were back in the box. Winry heaved a sighed and looked at Edward.
"Ed…" She started.
"Yes?" He asked curiously not knowing what she might say next.
"When the hell did you get back!?" She shouted loudly. Edward was surprised at first but quickly got over it.
"Just last night!" He said just as loudly as her. "Don't ask me how because even I don't know exactly I got here." She seemed to accept this answer and she calmed down a bit. While Marcel on the other hand was completely confused, soon he just got frustrated.
"Who are you?" He said at Edward with less than polite manners.
"He is my childhood friend." Winry answered before Edward had a chance to say anything. Then her mind began turning. "Wait!" she yelled getting Edward's attention. "Where's Al? Did something happen?" She seemed worried. Then again the brothers were usually always together.
"Don't worry; he just went to get a room at an inn." Edward finished. Winry waited a moment then looked back over at Marcel.
"I think its time for you to leave, Marcel." She said firmly. He took the hint not before giving Edward a glare before leaving.
"An inn?" She repeated getting back to there conversation. "You guys can stay here, I already have an empty room."
"You won't mind?" Edward asked for good measure.
"Why would I mind?" Winry asked with a laugh.
Soon enough Edward jogged back to get his brother and retract the payment for the room and Alphonse meet up with Winry. She led them up to her apartment on the second floor, and showed them there room. They talked lightly for a few hours until Alphonse claimed that he was going to sleep. Each one said good night and Winry was left alone with Edward. A few minutes later Winry walked over and grabbed his right hand.
"Huh?" Edward asked not paying attention.
"Let me see." She said referring to the automail. He obliged taking off his shirt so she could see his automail. Oddly enough she had another set of tools with her on the second floor. At first she started with the lower arm and finally worked her way to the back of his shoulder.
"It looks like it's in good shape even after two years." She said lightly.
"Well, yeah. For a while I thought I wouldn't get another maintenance check." He said with some seriousness. Winry understood, soon her eyes seemed to grow heavy. Then she was resting her head on Edward shoulder. Edward was semi-surprised, but didn't say anything for a few minutes and just smiled.
"Winry?" He asked quietly. She got off his shoulder quickly leaving it cold from the removal of her body heat.
"Sorry. I'm just tired. I think I'll go to sleep. Good night." She said slightly embarrassed as she headed off into her room.
"Good night." Edward replied with a small smile has he retreated to the other room where Alphonse was already sleeping.
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A/N: Anyways. I think I like how it turned out. It's a bit OOC I know. Oh well. It's late and I have semester finals coming up. So I'll update in a bout a week or two.
Thanks to Everyone to Reviews! I appreciated them all!! Thanks again!