They're new movie just came out in stores this week! Maybe I should buy it…
Disclaimer: I do not own FMA or any of the characters.
Ed pushed open the office door and stepped into the room, "you wanted to see me Mustang?"
He sighed and put away some papers, "I've noticed your steps are becoming uneven, your automail's not fitting you anymore?"
Ed just flopped down on one of the sofa's and shrugged, "it doesn't really bother me all that much."
"Yes, well… I'm giving you a week off to go home and get adjustments to your automail," and before Ed could object he added, "if you don't go, Hawkeye is going to nag me to death about it."
Ed couldn't help but laugh at this statement, he was pretty sure that Mustang was more worried about getting a bullet from his gun-happy co-worker.
"Alright I'll go, but do you think Al could stay here and continue his studies? I don't really feel like dragging him along."
Colonel Mustang (and yes that is how you spell it, I hate it when people spell it Kernel, reminds me of popcorn) leaned back in his chair and yawned lazily, "well I can't let you go on your own, someone's got to keep you out of trouble Full Metal."
"Then why don't you come along?"
Honestly, Colonel Mustang couldn't see why not, he had earned a vacation and was free to take it as long as the military didn't need him. So he shrugged and agreed, telling Ed to meet him at the train station in the morning.
Ed had been more than a little surprised to find Riza Hawkeye waiting at the train station as well, insisting that she come along to prevent Roy or Edward from doing anything stupid. It wasn't like either of them had a choice in the matter anyways.
Yet another wrench to the head. He fell over, temporarily unconscious.
"Took you long enough to decide to come home!" Shouted an angry, feminine voice that he knew all too well.
He immediately jumped up, "what's wrong with you! Are you trying to kill me!"
"Why should I bother? You're doing a good enough job of that as it is!"
Roy shifted uncomfortably, Riza was beside him just as uncomfotable, not all to sure as to whether or not he should interfere.
"Don't worry, they go on like this all the time," elderly Pinako reassured him, "why don't you come inside and put the bags in the guest room?" Smiling she led the way while Ed and Winry continued shouting back and forth, ending with the usual mocking of Ed's alchemy and Winry's obsession with mechanics.
Riza sat down on the bed that was separated from the rest by a screen and undid her uniform jacket, gazing absentmindedly out the window.
Roy moved to join her, "it really is beautiful out here isn't it?"
Riza smiled and agreed, tugging off her jacket and leaning against the wall, listening to the two teens that continued to yell at eachother.
Back with Ed and Winry, she had already come down from the balcony and was yelling into his face while he yelled back.
Suddenly, without warning, Winry threw herself at Ed in a hug, silencing him in mid-sentence.
"What are you hugging me for!"
Winry blushed but snuggled further into his chest, only just now realizing that he had become a few inches taller than her now, "I really missed you."
He blushed redder than his coat and shifted to his flesh leg, making him seem even taller, "I need some extensions, my automail doesn't fit anymore," he murmered nervously.
Winry pulled away and shook her head, her bang flowing from side to side, "figures. C'mon, lets go inside and get your measurements."
"Looks like there's going to be a storm tonight," Roy commented at the dinner table after they all heard a roll of thunder.
Ed didn't miss the small, almost invisible shudder Winry gave at the second, much louder, roll of thunder. She's still afraid of storms?
Riza tried to stifle a yawn, failing. So she excused herself from the table to go to bed, the rest of them soon following.
Ed walked down the hall to Winry's room first, just to say good-night before heading to his own bed in the spare room where his two escorts were probably already asleep.
"You sure you'll be alright on your own tonight?" Ed asked, halfway out the door.
Winry snuggled deeper under her bedcovers, "yes Ed, it's just a silly little storm."
He couldn't help but smile at the shivering pile of blankets that was his childhood friend, "okay, you know where to find me if you get too scared."
"I'm not scared!"
"Sure, good-night Winry," he stepped out of the room, just barely catching her good-night to him as he closed the door and headed for bed.
When he opened the door he was met by Roy Mustangs eyes watching him accusingly.
"So, said good-night to your girlfriend I suppose?" he asked humorously.
Ed walked over to his bed and shrugged out of his clothes till he was down to his undershirt and boxers, "she's not my girlfriend," he muttered in annoyance as he slid underneath the covers and stared up at the ceiling.
"Whatever," the Colonel rolled over, his back to Edward and quickly fell asleep, snoring gently.
Another loud clap of thunder and a brilliant flash of lightening.
Ed smirked. Three, two, one…
The door opened and faster than the lightening Winry was in his bed, shivering uncontrollably, clinging to him in terror.
"I thought you said you weren't scared?" He teased in a whisper. (and to save time, this entire conversation is in whispers unless otherwise indicated.)
Winry angrily pinched the flesh closest to her hand, giving him a rather nasty purple nurple.
"Hey!" he hissed angrily as he shoved her off of the bed, rubbing the bruised flesh, "what was that for?"
Winry crossed her arms, trying to look angry, but at that moment, another flash of lightening and clap of thunder shook the room and sent Winry right back into his arms.
Ed sighed, forgiving her and laying back with her snuggled in him arms, both of them blushing.
Roy, who was still very much awake, listened intently, his back to them still.
"We used to do this when we were little," Winry mumbled contentedly as she listened to his heart beat, calming her so that hers beat in unison.
He smiled, "yeah, whenever we stayed over you'd come running and jump into the bed. Absolutely terrified, suffocating me half the time."
"Storms scare me."
He stroked her hair soothingly, running his fingers through it and along her scalp, "I know."
Winry sighed under his ministrations, enjoying the feel of his fingers in her hair, he was so gentle sometimes, other times he was a complete pain.
"Ed?"
He yawned and gave her a squeeze of acknowledgement.
"Why don't you ever come back unless you need an upgrade or repairs?"
Roy's heart lurched with guilt at the wavering of her voice. He made a mental note to give Ed more chances to come home for visits.
Ed sighed and pulled her closer with the spare arm he was stuck wearing till his automail was ready.
"Winry… that's what happens when you're a dog of the military, you can't always go home when you want to."
Winry removed her head from his chest to look him in the eye, "do you ever really want to come home?"
Ed could see the tears threatening to fall and nodded, pushing her head back into his chest, "of course I do, I just don't get very many opportunities, and when I do, I don't notice them because I'm too focused on some mission or… the philosophers stone." The last bit he said so low that Roy had to strain his ears to hear.
Winry frowned and unknowingly ground her hips against his, causing a very uncomfortable reaction in him.
Ed cleared his throat a little, "don't do that," his voice was slightly strained.
Winry ground against him again by accident, "do what?"
"Nothing, the storm's stopped, why don't you go back to your room?" He desperately didn't need her finding out just how much his body liked the feel of her hips against his, or her large breasts pressed firmly against his chest.
Winry whimpered, "what if it starts up again?"
"Then come back when if it does."
His voice was even more strained than last time, "Ed? Are you okay?" she ground again when she shifted, suddenly feeling something very hard against her thigh. Realization kicking in she looked up at him, he was blushing even redder than he had that morning when she had hugged him. "Ed…" she pondered for a moment and came up with a rather pleasant idea, "wanna come back to my room with me?"
Ed's eyes widened but he nodded all too eagerly, getting up and following her to her room, her small hand wrapped around his.
Want me to continue and write the lemon? Then review and say so! Keep the flames to yourself, I'm too tired to deal with them… plus I have the hiccups right now... oh wait! They just went away.