A/N: As I was writing this I was listening to all kinds of music. Clocks by Coldplay, Angel by Sarah McLachlan, and 1 2 Step by Ciara. But I think what got me in the mood was when I listened to the song from Forrest Gump. You know that one song that they always play when they are showing the feather. It's kind of like the main theme. I must say, that is the only movie that has ever made me cry. Besides the Lion King…I mean, come on! Poor Simba! Anyways, I apologize in advance if this chapter isn't as good as the other chapters. My creativity and ideas ran away and are hiding under my dresser at the moment. Oh, and I don't know where the bathrooms are in Winry's house. So…Creative license.

On with the story…

Chapter Three

-Silent Thoughts-

A delicious smell of freshly made rice overwhelmed the two teens as they walked through the front door. Hearing the sound of dishes being laid upon wood was a dead give away that they got home just in time for dinner. A loud rumble was then heard and Winry turned her head to see a smiling, yet somewhat drooling Edward.

"Hungry?" Winry giggled as Ed's smile grew wider in response.

"Oh," the voice of Pinako was heard and not long after, a short woman emerged from the kitchen, "You two are back. Dinner is ready. Wash up and then come eat." As soon as Pinako entered, she left.

Without sparring a second, Edward ran up the stairs, to the bathroom, while Winry walked to the other bathroom, which was only a few feet away. Sighing to herself, she wondered how Ed could forget about that bathroom. 'He always used to hide under the sink in that bathroom when we were playing hide-n-seek as kids. He never even went to the upstairs bathroom back then.' But of course, since whenever he came to visit and stayed upstairs, he used the bathroom by his and Al's room.

As soon as Ed got to the kitchen, the first thing he noticed was Winry sitting at the table. Sitting himself down onto a chair, he glared at her. He wondered how Winry could have gotten there before him. He did run up there and get done before her. 'Maybe she cheated and didn't wash up.' And, as if reading his mind, Winry sighed and explained that he forgot about the bathroom that she used.

It was something so simple, forgetting about where something is. But it hurt Winry, to think that her best friend since childhood had forgotten about it. 'It kind of feels like he's forgotten something about me…'

Shrugging it off, Ed picked up his eating utensils and dug in to the rice.

One hour and at least twenty-eight bowels of rice later, Edward plopped himself onto his favorite sofa. He wasn't quite sure why he liked that sofa so much, he just figured it was because the sofa brought him comfort after getting the nerves connected in his automail connected to the ports. Not emotional comfort, but physical comfort.

"That's right!" Ed spoke aloud to himself, remembering the fact that neither Winry nor Pinako had checked his automail yet. "Well, that's weird. Winry normally jumps at the chance to fix it. And how the hell did I forget about it?" He slightly cringed at the pain that surged through him, when he moved his arm in a weird way. It's not like he tried moving his arm in weird ways on purpose, it just happened. Especially when fighting. Just then, seemingly out of nowhere, Winry popped up from being the sofa, holding her adoring wrench in one hand and a tool box in the other. A look of bewilderment crossed his face. 'It's like she really can read my mind. I mean, maybe she planted something inside my automail that connects to my brain or something…'

"Let me take a look at that." Ed was brought out of his thoughts by the voice of his long time friends and mechanic, Winry Rockbell. But as soon as she got started working on his arm, he began to drown in his thoughts again.

The only sound that could be heard was the occasional clanking of Winry's tools. Breaking her concentration for a moment, the young teen stopped what she was doing and looked at Ed. He had that look in his eyes, like he wasn't really there. The look that always meant he was thinking about his problems. After that short "break", Winry got back to work. Of course, she hated seeing Ed like this, but she figured that right now it would be best to leave him be.

"Edward" Winry tried to get his attention, yet again. Still, no response. "Well, time to take drastic measures" she sighed.

"Ed!" the mechanic yelled while shaking the Fullmetal's shoulders. That seemed to do the trick.

"Yeah, Win?" He asked, looking up at her as if he wasn't completely there yet.

"Well, I am finished with your automail!" Winry smiled at another job-well-done.

"Thank you" Edward smiled slightly.

"Oh, don't thank me! You're the one paying for it after all." Her smile got bigger at the thought of how much she would be getting for this job. She didn't mind repairing his broken automail, in fact she enjoyed it very much, but Ed was a well paying customer.

"And, it's late. I'm going to head up to bed. You might want to do the same." Winry stretched and let out a yawn before heading up the stairs.

"Yeah" Ed stood up off the sofa and used his newly repaired arm to scratch his belly button lazily while blowing some hair out of his face. "Good idea."

And as they both bid their goodnight's and closed their doors, a silent tear fell from Winry's eye as an image of the unseen tears Edward shed that night, as she repaired his arm. 'How come it always has to be like this? Why does he always have to play tough? I'm crying, because he won't…I'm crying for him.'

A/N: End of Chapter Three! Alright, did the ending to this chapter confuse you? Like, the last paragraph? Because I have no idea where that whole, Winry crying, thing came from. I guess I was thinking of Episode 17, House of the Waiting Family. Oh well. It's about 1 AM right now and I'm super tired. As for the next chapter, I'm thinking that the title for it will be.

Drum roll please!

-Drawer full of Memories-

Well! Until next time! Read and review! -

BONUS

After saying goodnight to Winry and closing his door, Edward used the moon for light as he made his was through the dark room, to his bed. Coming to the conclusion that his brother, who was currently occupying the other bed, was already asleep, Ed starting drifting off to sleep…

That is until he heard a faint scratching noise. Suddenly alarmed that it might be a robber or possible one of his enemies, Edward got out of bed and started coming to a conclusion of what it might be.

"Huh? It sounds like nails scratching…metal?" A completely dumbfounded Edward sweat dropped. Sighing, Ed walked over to where his brother lay.

"I wonder what that noise could be?" he asked aloud. Then he looked at his "sleeping" brother. "Don't you, Al?"

A look of panic crossed Al's face as he tried to play dead, well as much of panicked look armor could show.

"Brother?" A confused voice came in reply to Ed's question. "What are you doing? It's late, you should be in bed."

"Don't play stupid with me, Al!" Edward said in a disciplining tone as he starred at his brother.

"But, brother! I don't know what you're –" Alphonse was then cut off by a rather interesting noise.

"I never knew that you could purr, Al" Ed smirked, knowing that he backed Al into a corner.

"Wait! I…umm…I –" Al was cut off again.

MEEEEEOOOOOW!

"Give me the cat!" Ed chased after Al in an amusing manner.

Tears streamed down Al's, armored face.

"No, brother!" I'll never give you Soo Soo!" Suddenly, Edward stopped chasing his younger brother.

"You…named it?" And before Alphonse could answer his older brother, Auntie Pinako yelled for them to both go to bed.

A/N: Yes! In one episode tears do stream down Alphonse face. I forget what episode, but I think it's because they are treating them like kids and Al is all happy about it. And Soo Soo is pronounced Sue Sue. Anyways, till' next time! Oohhhh I'm listening to Seven Deadly Sins by Flogging Molly (an Irish punk rock band) Check it out.