A/N: Hello there! How are you doing, readers?
I want to thank you, who read and review my story! You are the ones that keep me writing :D.
And special thanks to my beta, This Iz Pointless: my work looks much better with your help!
No, I don't own Disney or FMA.
Warning: ROYAI and EDWIN ^_^
Here we go:
Edward Elric couldn't feel his legs. It was like they had turned into jelly on purpose, trying to ruin his night. They were close, so close, he could almost taste her pink lips on his, if only he moved a little further that moment. But his legs refused to obey.
She was so close to kissing him, she couldn't breathe. Edward, her Golden Boy, and damn, she wanted him. Close. A little further. That's it…Their lips were touching, sending a shiver down her spine.
A flash of light appeared out of nowhere, distracting both Winry and Edward. They turned their heads to the source of the light, with annoyance clear on their faces. Ed narrowed his eyes when he saw Izumi Curtis holding a lamp. She looked furious. And Izumi being furious was not good.
"Am I interrupting something?" she asked in a low voice and Ed gulped audibly.
"No, not at all. Winry and I were just…chatting—"
"Chatting, yeah," Win agreed. Why were they excusing themselves in front of that woman? Who was she anyway? "Who are you?" she asked bluntly, still annoyed because of the interruption.
"I am a housewife!" she shouted, especially accentuating the last word. "And I am Edward's trainer. And I don't get how the hell is snogging in the backyard called training."
She seemed to have a thing for accentuating words.
Oh, great, Winry thought. He can fight Medusa, kill the centaur, beat the crap out of a huge lion, but he chickens out in front of his nymph trainer. How is that possib—
"I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU! I THOUGHT I TRAINED YOU WELL! AND HERE YOU ARE IN THE BACKYARD WITH SOME…GIRL! WHEN YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE WORKING! YOU WANT TO GO TO THAT DAMN CLOUD, DON'T YOU, SHRIMP?"
Winry gulped. Okay, maybe she was a bit scary. It was like she had this hellfire in her eyes when she shouted. The girl trembled. Edward seemed so small…
"I'LL SEE YOU IN THE GYM IN FIVE!" Izumi finished shouting and left like a soldier.
"Right. Sorry for that." Edward sighed.
"No problem," the blonde girl chuckled in response. "She is scary."
"Tell me about it. Look, I'm really sorry but I have to go," the young man said smiling. "I'll see you later?" he asked getting up and she nodded.
He went to the closest tree, grabbed a branch (lowering the whole tree) and took a flower. He gave it to Winry and kissed her gently on the cheek. And started running. He ran as fast as he could, for two reasons: Izumi, and his huge blush.
Winry smiled looking after him. She touched her cheek and took the delicate flower. He was so sweet! She loved spending the evening with him.
She sat on the edge of the fountain for quite some time, thinking. She was in love. She wasn't. Yes, she was. She was not! Face it, she was in love. She wasn't!
Her heart was still beating like crazy, her mind was blown up and her lips ached for his touch.
Yup, love.
A smoky cloud enveloped her and she sighed. Great, just great.
"Hello there, beautiful." A very well known voice attacked her ears. "So, what's Golden Boy's weak heel? His fragile point? The hole in his dig?"
"I don't know," Winry responded Greed with a stern voice. She circled her own waist with her arms, looking for comfort. And Greed meant anything but comfort.
"What do you mean you don't know? Then go and find out!"
"Not happening."
Greed cringed. "Come again."
"Not. Happening."
"My little Win, my little prize, my dear—"
"Get to the point," Winry growled.
"Winry, do I have to remind you that I own you? If I want you to do something…you pretty much have to do that shit."
"Whatever you want, Greed, " she mumbled, and felt like she was about to cry. No, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction. She was going to stay strong. For Edward.
What none of them knew was that a woman, a goddess to be more precise, was watching them from the bushes. She disappeared after hearing that much of their dialogue. She had to warn her brother.
"Do you want your freedom, princess?" Greed asked, knowing he was hitting a fragile topic.
"I don't care about my freedom. I won't do something to hurt Ed!"
"I don't believe this. After the squinty-eyes kid, you still fall for any guy?"
"But he's not any guy! He is different!"
"Yeees, of course he is," Greed replied, sarcasm clear in his voice.
"He is one of a kind, he's special! And he has no weakness, he's strong and—"
"I think I just found his weakness, my dear," the god said, smirking, and pulled Winry into him, hugging her tightly. She tried to push him back but he just kept her there, grinning. "Oh, Winry, you have no idea what a huge favor you gave me."
…
Edward was at the stadium, running, jumping, doing his best. He was hyper, he was happy, and he was going to prove to Izumi how awesome he could be.
She watched him sternly, but approvingly.
Roy stood near her, smirking. Ed was one of a kind. He loved the kid like his own little brother. A noise inside the villa caught his attention. He went inside and saw a light coming out of a room. He entered and his jaw hit the floor when he saw who was inside.
A blonde, young woman stood there in her white toga, holding her helmet in her hand. The bow with arrows was hanging on her left shoulder, finalizing the picture. A delicate hand moved a lock of hair from her face, showing her hazel eyes.
"Is Edward Elric here?" she asked with a leveled voice.
"You've got to be shitting me," Roy mumbled and the woman froze.
"Roy? Roy Mustang?"
"The one and only."
"What…what are you doing here?" her voice, still leveled, betraying to sign of anything, except a stutter, asked.
"I'm Edward's…companion. What do you want with him?"
"We need to talk."
…..
The young goddess told the two men and the nymph what she saw. Izumi rolled her eyes. Roy seemed uncomfortable. Edward was fuming.
But not because of the story, apparently.
"How dare you make something like that up?"
"I didn't make it up. I saw it. Why would I make that up?"
"I don't know, it doesn't make any sense! Winry wouldn't do that."
"Edward, I am your older sister. Trust me."
"You expect me to believe that the girl I love betrayed me for her freedom?"
"The girl you love?" Riza replied, scandalized. "You love her? That's not wise at all."
"You'd know about that, wouldn't you?" Roy asked lowly, just for her to hear.
"Shut up," she mumbled back, then added more loudly: "Ed trust me. What benefit would I have out of inventing this? It's not my place, but I thought I should warn you. Before it's too late."
"It is too late. Please leave me alone," Edward said in a small voice. Izumi left at once. Riza sighed and did so too, followed closely by Roy.
"So, older sister comes to rescue, huh?" he teased her.
"What are you doing here, Roy?"
"I told you, I'm Ed's—"
"How did you end up as his 'companion'?"
"Izumi helped me out of a few shitty problems. I pay her back whenever I have the chance. Keeping an eye on Ed was a good chance."
"I see."
They walked in silence until they reached Roy's room.
"Come in?" he offered and she grimaced.
"I don't think so. I…I should be somewhere else."
"Like where?"
Silence.
"Come on!" Roy insisted, opening the door.
They sat on the edge of his bed and chatted casually. Their hands eventually brushed a few times, but nothing more. Until Roy looked at her wonderful lips and sighed.
"What?" Riza asked.
"Do you still hold that promise?"
"What promise?"
"That's you'll stay pure forever unless you're with me?"
Riza gulped. Damn him for remembering.
"Roy, we have history. But my father forbid me—"
"Why? Because you felt too good with me? Because I brought you to life? Because I brought the fire to the humans? Because you helped me do that?"
"Sshh! Never say that aloud again. It remains between us."
"I know. And it's just the two of us here. So what now?"
They stared in each other's eyes, hazel on onyx, for a few moments full of energy and tension. Then they exploded.
In a second she was lying on her back and he was above her, caressing her skin with soft kisses. Their lips met in a passionate kiss that screamed 'oh-how-I-missed-you', leaving both of them breathless.
Her soft hands tangled in his hair, taking his scent in. She may be a goddess, and her father may have forbidden her to be with Roy, but he was so good for her.
If they knew what was happening right then in the stadium, they would have stopped right there.
Dum dum :D.
That was 7. I will update as soon as I can.
I'm a bit nervous about this chapter -_-.
Please review and tell me what you thought!
Anana.
