It's Not How The Heart Works
Chapter 1
" Busted Arm "
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Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from FullMetal Alchemist, Hiromu Arakawa does. If I did own FMA, I would dress up Ed in a neko suit, and make Mustang my husband. n.n†
/Edward /
"Man, she's going to kill me this time, Al."
"Brother, you should've been more careful, you know that."
"HEY, I was trying, but that damned Scar just blew up my arm with one grab!"
"I guess... but she's still going to be pretty mad."
I had just finished a mission for Mustang. I had went to Lior to find remnants of the Philosophers stone from Conero, the head priest there. Instead it was a trap made by Scar, to bring me out. Why, I still did not know.
"Brother? We're here now."
They had just arrived at the Rockbells' place. I was just about to knock on the door until he predicted what would happen. The wrench. Oh, the damned wrench that I always felt when Winry banged it on my head. He could already feel the cold metal on his forehead.
Might as well get it over with, I thought. I braced my self and knocked on the door.
"ED! God, it's been ages since I've last seen you!"
She embraced me with a hug, then I felt the heat get to my face. The heat however, quickly turned into agonizing pain.
She had hit me with the wrench. Damnit, she's trying to kill me with the same wrench I bought her!
"EDWAAAAARD! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO YOUR ARM?"
I stood there for what seemed like forever, rubbing my head to make the pain go away.
Al tried to back me up, but the look on Winry's face seemed like she was prepared to whack me with the deadly weapon again.
"Winry, Ed was..."
I could see Winry just sighed and beckoned us to come in. It had started to rain.
I sat down on the small couch and Winry had brung in a cup of coffee.
"Thanks."
"Ed, why do you keep breaking my automail that I put so much time and effort into? You'd think a midget would get into so much trouble!"
"WHO DID YOU CALL AN ULTRA HYPER MIDGET?"
"Ed, I didn't say that!" No, all she said was that I WAS A MIDGET!
I was ready to pounce on Winry until Al held me back. He was always the one keeping me out of trouble.
"Ed, take off your clothes."
WHAT? Why the hell did she want me to take off my clothes? I had felt my face burn crimson.
Winry just gave me a stupefied look.
"You're soaking wet, and your clothes are covered in mud, Ed. I need to dry off & clean your clothes."
Oh, now I get it. I removed my red coat, vest, undershirt, pants and boots, which only left me in my blue boxers. Winry had given me a blanket because it was cold. I gulped down the coffee then fell asleep on the couch while Winry walked into the kitchen to dump the clothes in the washing machine (did they even have washing machines? oh well, now they do xD).
/ Winry /
Gosh, whenever Ed comes to give me a visit, he's always breaking the automail I make for him! Does he KNOW how much time it takes to do even one limb? I guess not...
I dumped in his clothes until I saw his watch. The watch that certified him as a state alchemist. Oh the craftsmanship... oh the beauty... how I wished to take it apart... but since the incident last year, I dared not touch it.
His clothes, they smelled just like Ed. I dumped them all in, set the watch back on the counter where Ed was, then took out my toolbox to work on Ed's new arm.
I had noticed that Al went outside, since the rain stopped. He was outside picking apples from the apple tree (they didn't have an apple tree either... but who cares, it's my story). I looked down at Ed. I put down my coffee and walked over to him. He looked so calm in his sleep, his face with a serene look, then his eyes twisted and then he started to call out, "MOTHER! NO!" Ed had clung to my arm, as if it was a stuffed doll a toddler loved. I thought of pulling away, but didn't. So many things had happened when he was on his journey, so much blood had probably been spilt. A song came back to Winry, the song that always reminded her of Ed.
regret is a dull and rusted blade
that covers me with scars that never fade
these wounds, like a catalog of flaws
serve to remind me of all the pain i've caused
He was still a child. I looked at his chest and he had a scar on the side of his stomach. I touched it slightly and it made Ed twitch a little, then he woke up.
/ Edward /
I woke up, finding myself holding on to Winry's arm. I had that same nightmare again, when Al and I had tried to bring back our mother... to see her smile again... but that still didn't prove why I was clutching onto Winry's arm. I pulled away quickly, not knowing what happened.
"Winry, why was I holding your arm like that?"
"I really don't know, you were yelling 'mother.' Did you have that same dream again?"
She knew me too well. Yes I had the same dream again, the dream that has been haunting me for a while now.
"Yeah, I did."
Without thinking, I was hugging Winry the next second. She had returned the hug. I missed having someone to hold like this, someone who cared. I dug my head into her neck, breathing her in, always thinking I should do things now, before I would never have the chance to again...
/ Winry /
As soon as Ed was hugging me, I felt his breath on my neck. It made the me twitch a little, as I wondered, Ed isn't doing this, I know he isn't. Reality smacked me in the face and said, Winry, it's real. He's hugging you, but it feels like you want something more, you want a ki...
Edward broke the hug and then asked, "So, are my clothes done yet?"
She stopped listening to the voice in her head.
"Almost, they're drying right now."
"Alright then. Hey, it stopped raining."
"It stopped a while ago."
Al had just come back from picking the apples.
"Hello brother, Winry! I picked some apples for you two!"
"Thanks, Al."
Then a faint 'meow' emitted from Al's armor.
Edward turned his head and looked at Al.
"Al... what was that?"
"W-What was what, brother?"
Al rushed out the door, and left the apples on the table. Edward sat up from the couch, he and I walked over to the window. Al had opened up his chestplate and a stray kitten jumped out. Figures, I thought. Al's always having a kitten and Ed's probably going to tell Al to get rid of it soon.
Ed had went back on the couch and pulled out a book. It seemed like he was lying on it while he slept. He pulled out a pencil from the book and started to scribble down something. I couldn't see what Ed wrote down. A minute later he inserted the pencil back into the book and closed the book. He went back to sleep. Wow, he must be tired.
I headed for the kitchen to notice that his clothes were dry. I returned the watch to his pocket and gave back his clothes. He put them back on, then looked up at me.
"Thanks, Winry. Can I ask a question?"
"Sure, what is it?"
"When can you be finished with my automail?"
"I'm not sure, since Grandma Pinako died last year... maybe a week or two..."
Ed had crossed his legs and put his hand on his chin.
"Alright then."
"Why Ed, in a hurry or something?"
"Nah, it's just that Mustang might call to give me another mission again."
/ Alphonse /
Maybe I shouldn't have peeked through the window while they were hugging. Maybe I shouldn't have intruded at the moment. Maybe I should try to keep stray cats from meowing inside my armor.
Blah! Weird day today. Brother's always being cocky, but I guess today he felt too tired to do anything.
Brother always had feelings for Winry. He'd never show them in public though, he'd just go in denial, as usual. The military would probably mock him too. Winry's always trying to show signs of affection towards Ed... other than the wrench. She's such a caring person, but I don't think brother is seeing her affection... not now anyways.
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A/N: I think this chapter might be a little confusing. And short. Ed's 17, just so you know. I think there are a LOT of confusing parts in the story, so if you see any, please point them out to me... and grammatical errors. I'm such a perfectionist. X.x;; Anyways, I might have made Ed or Winry a little OOC, or maybe it's just me. Anyways, gomen-nasai, and arigatou! Hoped you liked this chapter!