Sense last chapter was so short, I tried to make this one extra long X3

I hope you enjoy there date!

And I got a review asking about where Al was: In the first or second chapter, I stated that he had died, and we'll be able to find out how… well, pretty soon 3

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Winry stood in front of yet another mirror, this time one in the restraint. She hated how pale she looked, with a continuous blush lighting her cheeks. She tried to straighten some loose ends of her hair, and regretted not putting it up, but she didn't want to do it now, in the middle of a restraints toiletries.

It was a nice place, clean, friendly service, the cheapest food can be without being terrible, and it was a comfy, family-friendly place. Winry looked around the tiled floors and marble walls of the bathroom, wondering what her bathrooms would look like, if she had a place of her own. She instantly regretted her thoughts- she would never abandon the Rockbell house. Never. Taking a deep breath, she exited the bathroom to meet back up with Edward, who was waiting for a table in the front of the store.

Winry stood out of view of him for a second longer, thinking about how the walk here went, smiling slightly and blushing. She liked the reaction others gave when they saw her walking along with Ed. Living in such a small town, she knew everybody, and everybody knew her. They knew of her losses, and her tom-boyish ways. A couple people smiled suggestively at her, and some even went as far as to give her thumbs up, which made her blush even more.

Even if he was taking her out, they weren't officially a couple. He had to be getting back to Central, and even though she was trying to stall the process of his automail as much as she could, she couldn't make it wait anymore without seeming suspicious. But the truth was, she just didn't want the house to be quiet again. It felt great to have company in her house again, and her heart ached even thinking about the loneliness.

"Taking your time, I see" Winry took in a sharp breath, jumping slightly and turning around at the hand on her shoulder. She saw Edward standing behind her, smiling slightly. Winry blushed, and gave a little cough, but Ed shook it off.

"Ah, no problem. But this nice man IS waiting for us, to give us a table" He jerked his head towards a clean looking man, who must've been just a few years older then themselves.

She smiled politely at him, and apologized for her spacious actions. The waiter just laughed it off, and showed them to their table. Once they were seated and required menu's, Ed tried to start up the old question.

"So… why were you just standing alone back there, looking the total opposite way of the front? Do you not want to be here…?"

Shit. Winry felt horrible, he thought she was stalling because she didn't want to be here. She shook her head hurriedly. "Oh no, that's not it at all!" She explained quickly. "I, um, this lady was just giving me a hard time in the bathrooms because I was using up her 'precious mirror time' and I was… er, calming myself" She always had been bad at lying, but if Edward saw through it, he didn't say anything.

Winry hastily changed the subject. "So, um, what are you planning on getting?" She looked over her menu, thinking she would pick a salad of some sort, and a milkshake just because she had to be a little bad at least sometimes. She could easily exorcize off the calories, anyway.

"Hmmm" He said distractedly, looking over the menu as well. "Probably the rice bowl and steak" He said happily, and Winry could almost see his brain drooling. She smiled inwardly. "What about you, Win? What are you going to have?"

She had noticed him calling her this sense yesterday, and bit back the question as to why. Winry was a short enough name, why did she need a nickname? 'But' she thought, 'maybe for him I could let it slide.'

"I'm probably going to have the chicken salad" She said, making up her mind and nodding. "Yeah, that sounds good- Ah!"

As she finished with her statement, the waiter appeared at the table, and smiled at them both, and so they placed their orders. The waiter nodded and left, and Edward turned to Winry, smiling. "So, have you been here before?" Winry shook her head. "Ah, the food here is really good"

She smiled, and was going to say something, but Edward cut across her statement, seeming like he wanted her to know this, even if he would never admit to it. "Me and Alphonse used to go here all the time"

Winry looked at him sadly. "Alphonse, your-?" He nodded, and looked at her intensely, which mad her gulp.

"Yeah. We came here looking for my father, and after learning what he really was, we wanted to flee as soon as possible, but, that wasn't possible for my brother" Winry stayed quiet, seeing If he would continue, and after about a minute of silence, he spoke again. "We got into a fight, me and Al did. About my father. When the military saw me fighting with Al, verbally if not physically, I would never hurt my brother physically, they- well, they shot him down. He didn't make it" Winry gasped slightly, returning Edwards fierce stare.

"And you still want to go back to them?" She questioned angrily. Edward scowled.

"I have no choice. I have to; it's the only thing I CAN do. I'm useless otherwise" Winry shook her head, but Ed continued on anyway. "But, in respect for my brother, I will not have anything to do with the assholes that killed him. Until I get to join him myself, I will not rest until I get them unseated"

Winry remained quiet for the most part, looking down at the empty plate in front of her. "Thank you" She muttered quietly, almost too quietly for Ed to hear.

"For what?" He asked sincerely, and cocked his head in wonder. Winry took a deep breath, and shrugged.

"For being open with me, giving me company, and taking me out, its really kind…" She smiled at him gratefully, wanting to enjoy his company while it was still here. He smiled back at her, resisting the urge to touch her hand gently. He looked up as the waiter came back, dropping off there plates, and for the rest of the dinner, they remained in silence, though this time it wasn't awkward.

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Winry yawned as they returned to the house. It was times like these she wished she really had a car. No matter how good it was for you, she sometimes hated having to walk around everywhere. She opened the door for Ed, who smiled graciously, and walked in, dropping his coat on the back of a chair in the kitchen.

Winry followed suit, and yawned again. "God, I didn't realize I was this tiered!" She smiled. "I had fun, thank you. But this old fart is going to head to bed…"

She blushed furiously as she felt a soft hand grab her own, fleetingly entwining his fingers within hers. She turned to look at him, to see he, also, had a slight pink hue to his cheeks. "Thank you, Winry" He said firmly, gazing at her intently. She smiled, and gave his hand a slight squeeze, before he dropped the connection. She suddenly realized how cold her hand was.

"Its nothing Ed, no trouble at all" But she still smiled, and nodded. "Good night, then" She said, and headed upstairs, and as she neared the top, she heard him whisper softly..

"Good night, and thank you for everything, Winry…"

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Eee! Fourth chapter finished! Sorry I'm uploading it so late at night- I was just in a mood to write, and, so, I wrote! X3

I hope you liked it! Please, PLEASE Review! It helps me gain my confidence to write quicker and more often!

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