The next time it's sunny, sit outside at sunset with a drink and just stare at the horizon, then you'll know how I feel right now.

It was dark by the time we got back at the Rockbell house, a lot later than when we said we'd get back. But we sat down to dinner all the same. It was steaming hot homely food, the kind that you grew up getting tired of as a kid but as an adult you learn to miss more than anything in the world.

"You two have been spending a lot of time together." Pinako commented. "I didn't know you got on so well."

"Yeah," Winry added. "Usually when he's here, Ed's complaining about you. The Colonel did this, the Colonel said that. You'd think he was in love with you, the amount he usually complains, Sir." Ed and I exchanged looks for a second before we both burst into awkward nervous laughter.

"Love? Don't be ridiculous, Winry." Ed lied through his teeth.

"I just like to take care of my subordinates, Winry, and you don't have to call me sir." I replied.

"I didn't…" Winry began, looking confused. Looking back, she probably meant it as a joke, and we were just being extremely defensive. But you had to be defensive back then. The only other choice was to be sent to Laboratory 5 faster than you could say 'rainbow'.

The rest of that evening continued with the same awkwardness. For some reason, we both felt like we were walking on eggshells, that we were about to be exposed. We'd managed to pass of Ed's strange walk as muscle soreness attained during some sparring, but for some reason, we felt the need to be so very cautious. Maybe because we were around people who knew Ed so well, who could pick out when he was lying and always knew what was on his mind. Maybe it was something else. I should stop wasting time trying to work out all these tiny little details and get back to the main storyline anyways.

Ed's automail was ready the next morning. Apparently Winry had stayed up each night that we were here and worked on it without a break. I still feel sorry for that girl, it couldn't be more obvious that she was in love with Ed if she ran after him screaming about her feelings (without a spanner in her hand would probably mean that she had a better chance). But all of her efforts were going to be wasted, because Ed couldn't love her, and I was one of the reasons why. Now that I think about it, I have really fucked this girl's life up. I mean, I killed her parents and then stole away the person she loved the most. I am one sick human being. But anyways, I'm getting off topic. Ed's automail was ready, so Winry just needed to install it or whatever the right word was. It was meant to be painful, wasn't it? The last time I'd been with Ed at one of these was when he got his the first time, after he'd tried to transmute his mother. But anyways, let's move away from that topic, because this story isn't about Ed's automail, it's about Ed and I, and love and some more crap like that.

After the surgery, Ed was in his room, packing up.

"Don't you need time to recover or something?" I asked as I stood in the doorway.

"Not really, not any more. I've done it so many times really that by now I'm used to it." I smiled. Ed was a brave kid, I'd never known anyone else to put up with so much shit in their lives and still go on with hope. It was one of the many things that I loved about him. I entered the room, walking up to him until I was right behind him, and then wrapped my arms around him.

"So, you're all ready to go back to work? You have a lot of reports that are overdue." I said. Ed rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, I'll do them while you're doing your paperwork." He replied, and to be fair, I had to give him that one.

"Ed?" I heard Winry call from down the hallway. I instantly sprang back a foot and tried to switch to a conversation that would be considered more appropriate to have with an underage subordinate.

"And the miniskirt does wonders for a woman's legs. In a miniskirt, they generally look just so much more beautiful…" I trailed off as Winry entered the room and rolled her eyes at my conversation topic that was meant to be appropriate. Well, it was close enough really. I have to admit that it could've been worse.

"Are you sure you'll be fine? You don't want more time to recover?" She asked, her eyes pretty much sparkling with love for him. It made me pretty sad to look at really, the poor girl was eventually going to get her heart broken into lots of tiny little pieces.

"I'll be fine, Winry. You worry too much." Ed replied casually. How could he not see how much Winry was into him? I mean, he isn't exactly good with emotions that aren't anger, but still, it doesn't take a genius to figure out that she loved him. Ed's response earned him a hit on the head with the spanner she was holding.

"Of course I worry! That's my best piece of work! It might get damaged." She said angrily.

"It might get damaged? What about me?!"

"Why would I care about a little midget?"

"WHO'RE YOU CALLING SO SHORT THAT THEY'RE THE SAME HEIGHT AS THUMBELINA, YOU MACHINE-OBSESSED FREAK WITH NO SEX APPEAL?!" Ed yelled back at the short jibe. I don't think it's possible for anyone to ever get tired of watching Ed get angry when people call him short. It's just a thing that would almost always make you smile. I watched the two teenagers throw insults back and forth for what must have been a good fifteen minutes. They'd seemed to have forgotten that I was still in the room, but at that point, I really didn't mind too much. We weren't in danger of our dirty little secret (A/N Awesome song) being exposed, so we had no reason to worry, did we? Right now was the perfect time to just sit back and watch the clouds roll across the sky. There'd be a lot of clouds, and maybe even a couple storms later, but the sky was still mostly blue at this point, and if we didn't take the time to stop and look, it'd be lost under the grey clouds before we knew it.

Hey! It's LLF here with and extremely short chapter!

Sorry about how short it is. I've just been super busy because my English teacher seems to think that it's a good idea to set us 2 chapters of reading and 6 questions that each need to be answered by a paragraph with a quote in them each night. Apparently he's not even going to mark them… That makes me angry.

Secondly, I've recently become a FrUK shipper, so yeah… FrUK FTW

Thirdly, I have something a little more important to talk about. At my school, we're doing something called the Inside Ride, which is where you raise money to help children dealing with the after-effects of cancer and it's treatment (e.g. blindness, amputations, trouble getting back into school, ect.) by riding exercise bikes. IT'S GONNA BE SO MUCH FUN! If you guys want to donate, tell me so in the reviews and I'll post the link with the next chapter, because my school hasn't made their site for it yet… Also, we need costumes, so I was wondering whether any of you guys had awesome costumes for a 6 person team that has to be comfortable to ride bikes in. (Please no Anime/Manga ideas. The point is that it has to be something everyone else will get.

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