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Confidence

Edward was always confident when it came to alchemy and science. He was confident in his achievements and his failures. He didn't like to admit his failures, but he was well aware when he failed. I knew that because, he carried the guilt with him those years ago when we made a terrible taboo. He continues to carry some guilt even now that I am flesh and blood.

But then again no person can be confident with everything they do; even my stubborn brother, the child prodigy. Edward had spent the majority of his adolescent and 'hormonal' years searching for a way to fix his mistakes. He simply had no time or need for girls. This was something he was not confident about, women.

But when everything was said and done, Edward began to let his eyes roam the science of females. One female in general, our fiery, beautiful mechanic and childhood friend, Winry. Shortly after we returned, Winry was quick to start working on his auto mail. That's when I noticed the different look brother carried in his golden eyes.

We sat in the living room of the old yellow house, while Winry worked on brother's arm. As usual he was clad in his boxers and shirtless. They were chatting-wait more like arguing over why Edward had to be so reckless. It ended with me slamming my book shut, and yelling at the both of them to shut up.

Surprisingly they did.

The room went quiet, with the occasional sounds of metal tapping metal. That's when I picked up that something was definitely off. I pulled my eyes from my book to see Winry sitting to the right side of my brother, at a strange angle, tweaking his arm. What I didn't notice (or I tried not to notice) was my brothers flushed face, and Winry's tube-top breasts pressed ever so slightly on his bare back. I quickly went back to my book.

I hard brother gasp.

I averted my eyes slowly back to the silent couple, Edwards face couldn't get any redder and Winry had a worried expression over her eyes. His body went rigid and he let out a long breath.

"Ed? Are you okay? Did I hit something?" Winry asked, breaking the silence.

"No…I mean yes…Al can I have your book?" He blurted quickly. Winry moved away and turned to her red tool box that was at the opposite direction of the sofa.

"Um… I could just get you a book, Ed if-"

"No Al, I really need that book…" He squeaked and interrupted, as his eyes drifted quickly to Winry then back to me. I gave him a puzzled look. He sighed.

"Alphonse…" He whispered with absolute fear in his amber eyes. He sighed again and let his eyes drift to his lap, and the reason why he needed my particular book so bad.

Winry had caught on too, red faced and stifling back a giggle.

I think the most appropriate statement for brothers situation was he was definitely confident alright, stiffly confident.

Edward growled and made a quick (backwards) exit for the bathroom. I couldn't help but laugh, but Winry, I think was a little embarrassed herself and shocked. She didn't need me to tell her what had caused my brothers normal body reaction, her smug smile showed it all.

His so-called confidence grew as big as his reputation as an alchemist, a month later, when I caught him and Winry one morning. They were stark naked upon that very same sofa, making love. I think that was the most confident moment of brother's life, though I'll never let him know that.

A/N I thought this cute and a expected reaction from Edward! Alphonse was very nonchalant, I wouldn't expect any more out of the male sibling! How embarrassing!