A/N: I spent a lot of my time just staring at the number of reviews I've gotten. It amazes me that I could get that many reviews from my story. I'd like to say I'm thankful to all you guys that reviewed. You're awesome and I'm glad you're reading my story.

To clarify some things, NO, Winry and Ed WON'T be doing those very inappropriate things all you pervs (lol, no offense guys, you guys rock ) are thinking because I don't think I'd be right to rush this kind of thing and they're only 16 or so. Where's the sense in that? Actually I have an ending planned after many more events. Also incase you were wondering this IS NOT THE LAST CHAPTER! I know I said probably 9-10 chapters but it looks like there's going to be more Probably around 12-16 or so (More like 14 as an estimate) I hope that cleared things up:- ) Oh, and PINAKO DIDN'T MEAN FOR ED TO GET A HOLD OF THE ALCHOHOL! What kind of grandmother would she be then? There's a lot of ways her plan can go wrond... trust me.

Disclaimer: idon'towmfma... Just don't sue me please TT.TT

CHAPTER 9: FALLING ASLEEP ON A BED OF BROKEN GLASS

It seemed Winry had fallen on top of Edward, who didn't catch her, and they had both landed on the floor. The bottle of juice also fell to the ground, splashing and spraying the two while glass shattered itself on the once clean floor.

The fact that they were in a very suggestive position, with Edward laying on the floor and Winry on top with her hands on either side of his head and knees placed on one side or another of his thighs, didn't make the chances they were about to do something really stupid go down any. In fact it did just the opposite.

Edward looked around. Beside the beautiful young girl trapped above him there was glass from the bottle everywhere. You couldn't be sane if you attempted to walk across that spinning floor either. He then rubbed his head since he had bumped it badly when he had fallen directly on the floor. It seemed that had knocked some sense back into him. Winry, however, looked about ready to collapse with her drooping eyelids and her shaking limbs.

Luckily Edward noticed her condition and when she fell he caught her and held her. As much as he hated this position, since he was on the bottom and he had to sleep with Winry on top of him, there was no way he could make it over to the living room. Plus Winry was now asleep and he would have to carry her as well. Edward closed his eyes and held on to her tight. Maybe things would be better tomorrow.

xoxox

The next morning Ed was awoken by Sleeping Beauty tossing and turning, and she looked like she was about to puke. He didn't feel any better than her. He was nauseous and lightheaded and... oh god, he could go on and on. It felt like a hangover from drinking alcohol. Hey, wait, what was in that bottle anyways. Ed went over to the cabinet, since he was no longer drunk and could see, well, straighter, where Winry had found the juice.

Hey, wait, wasn't this the cabinet that backwards old bat had kept off-limits?

He hadn't noticed since it had been so long since he had come here or his aunt had reminded him that it was off-limits. Winry had forgotten to and so they had been drinking liquor? Wow, that sure explained a lot.

Ideas went through the young alchemist's head at what could have happened last night. He cringed. All he remembered was going to sleep. Hopefully that was all he did.

When Winry woke up she saw Ed at the cabinet where she had gotten the juice.

"Hmmmn? Ed what're you doing over there," she asked as she struggled to sit up on her knees. Ugh, she felt horrible!

"Winry, did you read the label of the juice you got from this cabinet before you served it?" Ed asked. Huh? Why would he ask that?

"No, why do you care?" she replied. Oh, and she had a headache too!

"Because, this is alcohol Winry!" Ed shouted. Well, barely, due to his sore throat.

"WHAT!" Winry screamed quietly. Sadly she had a sore throat too.

"Yeah, this is the off-limits cabinet. Now be careful when you step across the floor. There's glass everywhere." Winry nodded and carefully scaled across the tile when she stepped on a large piece of glass she hadn't seen.

"Ouch!" she yelped in pain as Ed tiptoed around the broken shards to get to her.

"Winry!" he scolded. He picked her up in his arms and managed to get across the floor. He then set her down on the couch and tended to her wound as he smiled weakly for her. He first pulled the piece of glass out carefully and then took the first aid kit and cleaned and bandaged her wound. "All better," he announced surprised he'd fixed her for once. It was usually the opposite.

"Ed, can you clean up the glass so I can make break—ouch," she screeched in pain as she tried to stand up.

"Ugh, Winry. I'll clean up the glass and then go down to the market to make breakfast," he sighed. It was going to be a long day.

xoxox

Things started to get better as the day went on although Ed was busy with making a meal most of the time. Winry appreciated that he tried though and ate whatever he made. Ed had never exactly been a chef. By the time dinner was over Winry felt the strange need to throw up while Ed was starving since he hadn't made enough stew for the both of them and he had ended up not having anything but an apple.

"Ed... I don't feel too good," Winry moaned as Ed wore a look of confusion. The side effects of the alcohol should've subsided by now. Winry's breathing got heavy and Ed began to worry. "I need to get to the restroom Ed! I think I'm going to puke," she said as her breathing became faster and she started to hyperventalate.

Ed quickly picked her up, her foot still hurt, and rushed her to the restroom where she sat on her knees and purged. Why was she throwing up? It couldn't have been...

"I think it was something I ate. You didn't buy anything from that man who's from Eastern did you?" she asked. Oh crap he did. Ed nodded.

"Yeah."

"Well, his meat is usually bad after a while and I think I have food poisoning," she replied. Ed's eyes basically bulged out of their sockets. Oh great, now he would have to take care of a sick girl! He looked around the kitchen for a bowl and handed it to Winry.

"For all your puking needs," he said quickly as he rushed to get her a glass of water.

This day wasn't going to be long but this week was going to last for eternity.

A/N: Hopefully I didn't dissapoint you smut fans (if there are any here). I just thought the idea of them falling asleep was precious. Thanks for all the reviews guys. I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

-Phyco girl