Warning,: This is mature. If you are not mature, then don't continue, there will be a lemon later in the story. there are bad things that are going to happen. beware of Gender bending.
Disclaimer: Do I look like I own Ed? If I did, he'd be...doing something, I'm running out of ideas, but he wouldn't be starring in my fan fictions. (please review with suggestions of things to make Ed do in my disclaimer, it's fun) SORRY ABOUT THE MIX UP WITH CHAPTERS!!!
A/N: I will flip between Ed and Winry's POV's...read first chapter thing for more details.
Winry's point of view
"... say what? But...when? How? You look and sound like brother, you don't seem different at all!" he paused for a second,then let himself sag. "I understand brother, but you can't do this! she rejected you, broke your heart, pretending to be her won't help."
"It's not like that!" Winry was close to screaming again. "I'll prove it. When we were eight, just a week after you and Ed fought over me, I took you behind my house and kissed you on the cheek. I doubt you told Ed that. When you were ten, and just back from training with Izumi, you climbed up to my window, trying to watch me sleep. You nearly broke your arm when I hit you with a wrench and you fell the two stories from my widow to the ground" Winry wracked her brain. " Oh! I'm pretty sure that I'm the only person that you let know that you were afraid of the dark when you were six." Winry crossed her arms over Ed's chest in a very smug, Ed like stance.
Alphonse stared. "Brother?..." he shook his helmeted head. "Winry?" he peered into the golden eyes confusedly. "huh...well. that's weird."