Fullmetal Asshole

"God! You are such a jerk! Really?!" Winry glared at the blonde man in front of her.

The man sighed and held out a bouquet of roses. Winry felt her eyes fill with tears.

"Flowers goddammit? FLOWERS?" She grabbed the bouquet and threw it to the floor, digging her heel into the red roses and grinding them into the chestnut wood. "That's what I think of your flowers! 4 years… 4 damn years! Not one little peep, and now you strut into my home with FLOWERS?"

Tears slipped down her face as she screamed at the man standing before her. She took in a deep breath of air and let it out shakily. "That's the last time I trust you Fullmetal." She said quietly, he didn't deserve to be called by his true name. "Because all you are is a Fullmetal Asshole." She pushed him out of her house, and slammed the door in his face. She began to cry as she leaned against the door, tears that she had kept inside for 4 years spilling to the floor.

But the next day he was back.

"I told you to leave, that seems like the only thing you are good at!" She screamed. "So go away you Fullmetal Asshole!" Once again he handed her a bouquet of red roses, which she ripped up and threw at him, then pushed him out of the front door again.

But that ass was sure persistent. The next day, he was there.

"Really? What part of go away can't your small mind grasp?" He silently handed her yet another dozen roses, which she threw out the open door, he followed soon after with a well placed kick to the rear. "And stay away! Fullmetal Asshole!"

But she couldn't shake him.

"Shorty! Get the hell of my lawn! I don't want your flowers you Fullmetal Asshole!" She grabbed her trusty wrench and used it to severely injure the roses, then threw them at him while pushing him out of her house.

Every day, the same dozen red roses, not one word spoken from him, just a silent smile and the damn flowers.

"Get away from me you Fullmetal Asshole!" Another bouquet, this time she used the blender.

"I'm going to call the military to report a Fullmetal Asshole stalker!" This time she ripped them apart with her teeth.

"What would Al think if he found out you are harassing me Fullmetal Asshole?" She whacked the roses against the wall until all the petals had fallen off.

"I'm sorry, are you mentally challenged or just a Fullmetal Asshole?" She kicked the roses like a soccer ball and pushed him after them.

He had to give her props. She kept at it for a good month and a half until she finally cracked. It was the silence and the roses and the sadness in his eyes that finally got to her. And she realized, looking at those eyes daily, that this wasn't the same man.

The old Ed would have exploded over every insult, would have shoved those roses down her throat. But this Ed was understanding and almost peaceful. And this Ed was patient and sweet, and she found herself falling in love all over again. Until she couldn't take it.

She opened the door before he could even knock. By know she had his schedule down. He smiled at her and whipped out the roses. She just looked at them, not the roses, but his hands. Calloused but soft, manly but gentle, and working yet still perfect. They were hers, his hands were hers. Then she moved to his arms. Muscled but lean, blonde hairs covered them in a thin blanket. And then his face, a strong jaw, sharp mouth, soft but piercing eyes and framed by silky blonde hair. And she had noticed that not once had he worn it up. This was not the same Ed. This Ed was taller, and stronger…. and this Ed was hers. She grabbed the roses from him and eyed them. All 12, perfectly red with a thin stem and covered with thorns. Beautiful but prickly, perfect but with a twist. Her. She looked up at him with the new understanding and he nodded. She threw the roses off to the side, and pulled him into a hug.

"Ed," She whispered as he held her tightly. He loosened his grip and looked down at her.

"I'm sorry," he said softly, and Winry could feel her heart melting.

"Me too," she whispered and they both smiled. "Me too."


o.O I tried my hand at Edwin... did I do okay? I had trouble with this because I really do not like cursing... but it seemed like WWWD (what Winry would do) So please RawR... angsty.. I know :) And Ed is a little OCC, but I made him a little more mature... just seemed right.