Four Leaf Clover
Spring had finally arrived; its presence was clearly evident through the green pastures, blue skies, and blossoming flowers. The aroma of the sweet bloom hung in the air like an intoxicating perfume. Everything that was once dead now flourished in life.
Ed inhaled the fresh air as he laid on the green grass, watching a few white puffy clouds float by in the sky above. He was glad for the beautiful day today, it gave him time to relax and enjoy the life that wouldn't be found in Central. He was happy to be back home, although the visit would soon come to an end, and he and Al would be on the road again.
He closed his eyes, not wanting to think about leaving this place, not wanting to leave her behind again.
"Edward, there you are!"
He opened his eyes to see blue ones blinking back at him. Her eyes. Sapphire orbs that he always got lost in when he gazed too long.
He sat up, and saw Winry, who had taken a seat next to him and was holding a little bouquet of freshly-picked flowers. She had a smile on her face, and he wondered if she ever knew just how lovely she looked. A blush on the cheeks was a signal that he had been gazing too long, so he turned away and glanced back up at the sky.
"You went flower picking?" he asked not looking at her, afraid to get caught staring at her again.
"Mm-hmm," she replied. "The flowers are so lovely this year round that I couldn't help myself." She smelled a red rose in her hand. A breeze strolled by, and a sweet fragrance entered Ed's nostrils, making him wonder if the scent was from the flowers or from Winry.
"I picked you something," she said, rummaging through her bouquet.
"Oh?" he asked, sitting up to see what she had gotten for him.
She held up a small plant with four leaves, and he knew instantly what it was. She handed it to him with a shy smile, placing it in the palm of his hand.
"A four leaf clover," he looked at it.
"It's supposed to give you good luck, so I just thought you could need it," she idly replied. "Especially with all that fighting you do out there, you could use luck on your side."
He stared at the clover in his hand with a small smile. "I don't need it."
"Why not?" she questioned curiously.
"Because," he looked over at her, gazing into her eyes, "I'm lucky to have you."