Okay. I've been too busy to update, so yeah. You know, I've been out enjoying my summer vacation. So, if any of you all would like to add me on myspace, my url is: amberisgawd . Anyways… Here's my latest chapter of…

Love me. Don't leave me. Chapter 11.

Alphonse made a run to the library, while Ed and Winry stayed in the dorm. Winry took a few looks at the papers they were studying, and for some reason, they just looked like cooking directions. Why would they need to cook? It really didn't make sense, but whatever, Winry was just glad to be around the two. It took a lot, but Winry convinced Ed to let her stay. (A few nights, like the night of the ball, saw to that.)

It had been about a week later, and it was night time. Ed sighed, exhausted, and laid back on the couch. He had forgotten Winry was sitting beside him and laid his head right in her lap. Ed blushed, but decided to make the best of it and made himself comfortable. She was so warm and soft, he could just fall asleep.

He closed his eyes. "Damn. This is a lot tougher than I thought…"

Winry smiled down at him, picking up her hand and running it through his bangs.

Her finger's felt good to Ed, but he still put on the 'annoyed' act. "I mean…- Mmm." He moaned when she began massaging his scalp with her fingertips.

Winry smirked when she saw the bulge form in his pants, and began to massage harder.

"Ah, Winry! Hurry…Put your mouth on me, please…" He whimpered.

She bent her head over, kissing him gently on the lips. "No…I was something else this time." When she pulled away, her eyes widened. Um, did I just say what I thought I said?

Before she could say anything else, Ed grabbed her head and slammed her lips into his. He slowly sat up and laid her back, his lips never leaving hers. He pulled away to take off his shirt, but he saw something in her eyes. She looked so…unsure.

"Are…you sure you want to do this?" He asked.

Winry raised an eyebrow. "What? Of course I am." She picked her head up to kiss him again, but he pulled away. That look in her eyes…If they did this, it would kill the last of Winry's innocents.

"No, nevermind. This was a bad idea." Ed sat up and crawled off of her.

"What? Why?" You stop right when I wanted it most. Good way to kill the mood. Ed had left her in aroused state, leaving her to want more. This was not going to do. Winry sat up.

"C'mon, Ed…" She said, nuzzling her lips on his ear. "Please?"

Edward blushed and pulled away when he felt Winry's tongue touch his ear. "S-sadist."

"C'mon. I want you, Ed." She purred.

Ed gulped. "N-no."

Winry stared at him, then let out an irritated sigh. "Okay, fine. Bye." She said as she started to get up.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

Winry walked over to the door. Uh, who was that guy again? "Uh, Roy Mustang."

Ed's expression was confused and puzzled. "What? Why?" He asked disgusted.

"You said that he would shrivel up and die if he couldn't be with a different girl every night. Maybe tonight, I'll be the lucky one."

"The hell! But you don't even know him!" Ed yelled.

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean he can't satisfy me." She said turning to the door and waiting for his response. Of course she was lying about the whole thing. She'd never stay with a man she didn't know. She thought Ed would've known that too.

"Well-well fine! See if I care! He likes the whores anyway!" When he said that, he knew he shouldn't of. Winry turned to him, giving him an angry, yet oh-so-very-hurt look. It made Ed's heart twist and sink.

"Wait, Winry…I didn't mean-"

Winry couldn't fight back the tears. They fell freely down her cheeks. "I-if you would've known me better, y-you would've known that I wasn't serious, Edward."

"Winry…I'm sorry…" Ed rose from his seat and approached her, but she quickly turned away.

"N-no, I don't want anything to do with you…" She sobbed and turned to the door, opened it and ran out.

Ed sighed and rubbed his forehead. The night just kept getting worse and worse.

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Winry wiped the last of her tears from her eyes. She really didn't know where she was going as she walked down H.Q.'s hallways, but she just wanted to get away from him.

Winry sighed. She needed someone to talk to. Where was Al when you needed him?

That's when she heard footsteps behind her. She turned to see two unfamiliar men. "Hey." One of them said.

She didn't even know the guys, and already, she didn't like them.

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Ed's night got worse. Alot worse.

"Damnit!" He yelled, throwing a stack of papers on the table.

Ed decided to continue Marcoh's notes to get his mind off of his and Winry's fight.

But it only turned out worse.

The final ingredient for making a complete and flawless Philosipher's stone was…

Live human beings.

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Mur. Cliffy, I guess. No lemon this chapter, but I'll fit one in next one. I'm so tiiired. I tired writing drama, so bear with me. I like writing Fluff and humor. I completely suck at writing angst.

I've decided to skip a lot, like Lab 5 and stuff. Just to let you know. I tink there will be alittle angst next chapter.

:B

Bear with me on spelling and grammar errors.

So, review. I think there will be two more chappys or so.