Omigosh ;-; gomengomengomen for the late update! I've been busy, and then I had to re-write the chapter cause my computer lost it and just… yeah ;-; I'm soooo sorry!

But yeah --; Hope you enjoy chapter 5 of Thunderstorm!

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When he said that, Winry wasn't really sure what he meant. She furrowed her brow, but then, when she was laying in her bed quietly, she started to realize maybe he was thinking her for listening and being there to listen. Just, returning the thank you she had given earlier.

She looked at her hand, smiling slightly. His touch was so soft, but it was enough to be hard to escape from. She sighed happily, and fell asleep.

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Edward sighed, and rolled over, groaning as the sun hit his eyes. He blinked, getting used to the light as he yawned and got off the bed. He stretched his limbs, and looked around dimly, before he set his eyes on his clothes and got dressed, heading downstairs.

He took a deep breath through his nose, savoring the smell of the home cooked meal, knowing that in just more then a day or so he would have to leave and he wouldn't get to eat this kind of food for, at least a long while.

He smiled, and walked over to the kitchen, where Winry was hard at work cooking eggs and making toast, a rather common breakfast but Edward still loved it anyway. Winry smiled up at him when she realized he was there (Yes, up! Oh my… Ed grew!)

"Can I help you with anything?" Ed asked, smiling down at the food. Winry hummed for a second, but then shook her head.

"Nope! There almost ready, so ill have them ready in a second. Something you can do, however, is get plates set up?" She asked him, glancing at him to see him nod. "I'm sure you know this already, but there up in the cupboard there" She stated, pointing the spatula to a cabinet. Ed nodded, and started to set plates.

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Winry looked over to him, and couldn't help but blush. She tried not to go on the feeling that was in her stomach, as though it was doing gymnastics. She wondered if she was feeling more towards him then a normal "mechanic-patient" relationship, which made her bite her lip. She was still stalling, but the arm was practically done, and so was the leg. She couldn't stall anymore, which would mean at the latest he would be leaving tomorrow.

She didn't know why, but she suddenly got a hollow feeling in her stomach. She sighed, and shook her head. 'Its not as if I would have the courage to act on these thoughts, anyway. Besides, he has things to do, like go back to Central….' She sighed, wondering what it would be like to actually have plans to do something with the rest of her life. Well, she couldn't say she didn't have plans. She was going to keep living here and working on Automail. 'How fun' she thought moodily, and rolled her eyes.

She shook her head, and started to serve up breakfast. Edward smiled at her. "Thanks, Winry" He stated happily as she set out a plate in front of him. She just watched in mock-horror as he shoveled the food into his mouth. She looked at him with amusement when he looked up at her, grinning stupidly. She shook her head and sat down.

"Your hungry, I can see" She smiled, and started eating herself.

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Sometimes I could embarrass even myself. What was I doing, acting like a starved hobo? I silently cursed, as she looked down at me with that amused look of hers. I just grinned stupidly at her, and went back to my meal- this time being a little, er, neater with it.

I watched her as she lowered her head and started eating. I smiled slightly, looking across the table at her. She wasn't that bad looking, to say the least. I had to remind myself everyday not to get attached. I had to go back to Central, as much as I didn't want to. But it just felt so… natural… to wake up in an actual house and have someone to share meals with. It felt nice, to have good company.

I sighed into my food, putting the fork down as I finished. She looked up at me as I sighed, and I couldn't help smiling at least a little as her blue eyes reached mine. She cocked her head slightly, and peered at me questioningly. I shook my head. "Its nothing" I assured her, "Just thinking."

She looked at me sadly all of a sudden. I silently wondered why. We both flushed slightly once we realized we were staring at each other. She cleared her throat. "Um, your arm should be finished tonight" She said conversationally. "So we can dock it tomorrow" Edward nodded slowly, and it seemed like something had dawned on Winry's face.

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'So he won't have to leave tomorrow, just because I finished' she thought, almost gleefully. 'I have to dock, and then there's the recovery'

"Dock?" She looked up to Edward, who looked pale, "I hate docking" he moaned slightly, staring at the table. I looked at him sadly. I didn't know the pain myself, but I could sure imagine it. So many people, even grown men, screamed and moaned with agony, tears streaming down there faces. Then there was the fever that they caught almost instantly afterwards. She sighed unhappily, she defiantly didn't want to see Ed in that position. She finished her meal, and grabbed hers and Ed's plate. Ed looked at her strangly, but smirked.

"I can clean the plates, you know" He stated quietly, and this time it was his turn to give an amused smile. Winry shrugged.

"You're the guest. Ill do it" She smiled at him, nodding to reassure him. "You need to get some rest and relax. Tomorrow is going to be painful" She reminded him. He flinched, and shrugged.

"Okay. Whatever" He turned to leave for his bedroom, but heard a loud clanging sound that made him turn again, looking at Winry quizzically. She had dropped the plates noisily into the sink, and was looking at him. She walked over to him, reaching her hand out. "Er, Winry?" Edward asked nerviously.

Winry smiled, and made a swift movement. It took Ed a second to realize she had taken the hair tie out of his hair. He looked at her, blinking his eyes blankly. "Wha-?"

"I ran out, so I have to borrow yours" She said, sticking her tongue out at him playfully. He frowned, reaching to her to get it back.

"I don't think so. I don't have any others, either, and I need it too, you know"

Winry tapped her chin, grasping it tightly in her hand, walking around him and then to the living room. "Nah, you don't need it much. Plus, I need my hair out of my face to concentrate" She said matter-of-factly. Edward scowled, waltzing to her, grabbing her hand, trying to pry it from her fingers. She giggled slightly, wriggling her hand out.

"Oh come on-!" She laughed as she saw his anger rising. "Its not THAT big of a deal! You don't -need- the hair tie"

"Neither do you!" He shot back, glaring at her and stepping towards her to get it back. She just grinned and stepped back a step herself. Edward groaned with annoyance. "Just please give it back, Winry?" He almost pleaded. As a matter of fact, he didn't really know why he was trying so hard to get it back. It felt weird not to have his hair tied.

"Nah, ill keep it, thanks" She said, stepping back as Edward stepped forwards. She gasped, as she tripped over something she didn't see, clinging to Ed's shirt and bringing him down with her. There heads banged together, making Winry groan. Ed moaned, holding his head. He picked his head up slightly, and was met by the confused face of Winry.

They both turned scarlet, as they looked to see one of Ed's legs on either side of Winry's waist. Ed's hand was grasping the hand of hers with the hair tie, and there red faces were just inches apart. Winry's hair was spread out behind her, and Ed's draped around his face. There breath quickened as Ed found himself leaning closer to her, both there hearts beating madly.

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