Theme 4: our distance and that person
Winry stared at her reflection in the mirror. She wasn't wearing the girly pink and white dress with tons of lace and bows she had pictured when she was a child, but she liked her wedding dress. It was simple and easy to move in, which was all she needed since she and Ed were having an outdoor wedding and she didn't want anything too uncomfortable or hot, for that matter.
When she was shopping for her wedding dress and she saw all the enormous, over decorated wedding dresses, she found herself thinking the way a homunculus would. 'Why in the world would anyone want to be in that walking death trap? Who designs that crap?' Paninya ended up staring at her like she was crazy, while Winry laughed nonstop at the thought that she just thought something Envy would say. When Paninya asked her what was so funny, she just told her that it was how ridiculous the dresses looked. Paninya gave her a quizzical look, not thinking the dress were that funny, but agreed with Winry.
She wondered what Envy would think of her getting married to Edward. He would probably be jealous, but wouldn't admit it. He would scoff and say that marriage is a stupid human tradition. "Why get married if most couples these days only end up getting divorced?" she imagined he would say. Maybe, from somewhere inside the gate he could see her. He could watch General Mustang take her down her down the aisle. He could watch the wedding and see her and Ed together. Maybe, he wouldn't be too jealous; maybe he'd be happy for the two of them.
She asked herself these questions knowing that they would never be answered. Envy was dead, and he wouldn't be coming back. But she knew that just like her parents, Mr. Hughes, and everyone else she had lost during her lifetime, he lived on inside her heart. So she liked to believe that somehow, they were all watching, because a part of them was always with her.
Gracia Hughes, her maid of honor, came in and smiled. "You look beautiful Winry."
"Thank you Mrs. Hughes." Winry said as she lightly brushed her hair out of her eyes before pinning it to the side.
"We're going to have to hurry, Edward's waiting." Gracia smiled again and then picked up the crown of gardenias Winry had woven together herself. She placed it on Winry's head before pinning the veil in her hair as well. ""There all done. Now let's go."
"Of course," Winry said smiling. Gracia walked her out to where Mustang was waiting to lead her down the aisle. For a moment she missed the idea of having her own father or Mr. Hughes walk her, but she reminded herself that that they were with her. They were always with her.
Mustang raised his eyebrows at her. "Well, it looks as if Fullmetal finally did something right." Winry giggled and let Mustang take her by the arm.
She heard the piano start to play as Mustang lead her around the side of the house, revealing themselves to all the guests. This was it, all these years, it finally all came down to this. She smiled and lightly touched the wreath of flowers on the head. She wondered if wearing flowers an ex-boyfriend gave her wasn't appropriate for a wedding. But then again, maybe Envy had given her those flowers with the roots in them because he knew she would use them on her wedding day.
And maybe, just maybe, Envy was watching her walk down the aisle with a smile on his face.
A/N: For taking forever to update and then presenting such a short fic. Oh well, hope you enjoyed the fluff.
