ok...just another little character development type of thing with Winry and Edo-kun. still have some blockage with the next ACTUAL chapter...plz be patient and enjoy this little thing. :)
How long were you a sexual slave?" Her questions were getting bolder, he noted. She had been working him up to this question, and he was fully aware of it the entire time. He was still unsure of just how much trust he should put into this girl...then again he had already put in quite a bit. He had told her all about his previous life, how he had been in a very pro-slavery family as far as how they did it. How his father had tortured the slaves and had forced him to watch, saying that he needed to learn how to do it properly so they would not misbehave. She was horrified, just as he had anticipated, yet she still did not falter in her questions, much to his surprise. She was looking at him with great interest, should he trust her with this though?
"Please, i must know what you went through!" This made his suspicion grow. Why ask such questions in the middle of the damned hallway then? In the privacy of her room he understood, but why here? It was not as though he was proud of the things he was forced to do.
"Why would you need to know such things?" He asked, his tone unintentionally giving off anger and distrust. She reared back slightly at it, causing him himself to wince at his tone, habits die hard, including speech habits. He used to use that tone quite often with his owners, but he did not wish to use it towards her.
" I-I like to know everything i can about my servants. They, and you, are my friends. I wish to understand your hardships. Please Edward." He mentally cursed himself for being so rude. This was Winry he was talking to, not his other owners. Her voice had grown quiet and almost frightened, damn himself to hell.
"I am deeply sorry for that. It was not meant to sound like that. The answer you are looking for is just over a year Winry." He still mentally smiled at the fact he didn't need the Ms. or any other formality with her. Alone anyhow. She gave him that same heart melting smile. But it quickly disappeared.
"How did they do it? Did they tie you down or something?" He winced, that was something that he did not want to speak about. He hung his head for a moment before straightening out, his voice monotoned and controlled.
" When they had cut my limbs off they wanted to find a use for me without them..." He let her fill in the blanks. Her eyes widened to their fullest extent.
"T-they did that to you whist you were bleeding and defenseless?" He said nothing but nodded stiffly. She looked down a bit.
"who?" One word but it was all that was needed. He closed his eyes and looked to the right.
"Their daughter, she was 16 at the time." Nothing was said until suddenly she slammed into his chest, the wind being knocked out of him.
"That is horrible...just...horrible. That is foul and wrong and disgusting and severe cruelty to the point I can practically feel it." Her arms tightened on his waist. Once he was able to breathe correctly he, still slightly unsure, wrapped his arms around her mid back. He rested his head on the top of hers and hummed his agreement.
"I hope you know that i think nothing less of you correct? You had no control over anything you have ever done as a sla-servant." She could feel him relax again, she understood his uncertainty and fear. All servants have them, even those who have been here for years. He was nothing she could not fix and love. She felt him actually nuzzle her head a bit with his cheek.
"Thank you Winry."
yay fluffiness! ok ok short but my blockage is completely everywhere involving this story...but i do like this one...R&R and thx!
