Chapter 6 – Possession

((A/N: hope you all like this chapter. Sorry for the lack of updates... I've been so... erm... busy. It sucks. ; but I hope to get more up soon. Btw 'Disclaimer: I do not own FMA or any of the characters. But if I did, I'd own Al .))

Now, a week had passed by since the incident of Ed's almost near-death experience, and now, the blonde alchemist's wounds were almost completely healed…

With a small yawn, Winry got up, dressed and walked down the stairs to where the sleeping Ed lie on the couch. "Time to get up, sleepyhead..." she said loudly in a joyful tone, as she walked up to the couch, grinning.

As it was still quite early... at least to Ed, he grumbled something and rolled over, clutching the blankets closer to him, half-asleep, staying unmoving and wanting more sleep and, of course.. not wanting to get up right now…

Winry sighed and gave a small 'humph' as she reached over and pulled the blankets away from Ed's form with a smirk. "Come on. You need to get up and eat sometime today, Edward" she scolded, gently shaking Ed a little.

Hearing her, and not wanting to cave in to her, he stayed still for a few moments, before he shivered and turned to face her, his gold eyes glaring at her. "Aww... damn it all… fine... you're just lucky I want to eat more than sleep right now…" he said simply with a small frown.

Winry smiled innocently at his words, shaking her head as she then walked into the kitchen and pulled out some eggs and bacon and began to cook away, humming a small tune under her breath as she waited for Ed to come in.. however long it would be…

Walking into the kitchen miserably, despite the grin on his face, Ed sat down at one of the chairs at the spacious table, fully dressed in his tank top and black pants. "smells good, Winry… it gonna be done anytime soon?" he asked after a moment, sounding completely uninterested and bored, even though he really did care…

Without another second going by, the minute Ed's words had left his mouth, Winry froze up and abruptly dropped the spatula she had been using to cook, her body completely still and unmoving.

Ed paused in thought and gave the blonde a curious look at her actions, and after a second he stood up, his eyes narrowed slightly. "Winry? You alright? Was it something I said?" he asked softly, his eyes never leaving her, ready to move if she tried to hit him with her trademark wrench she carried around with her.

Giving not even a word, she silently reached out and grabbed the knife placed next to the sink, shaking her head numbly. "I'm fine, Ed.." she said in a blank tone, turning around to face him, hiding the knife behind her back so Ed wouldn't see…

Edward's gold eyes looked to where she had grabbed the knife, before frowning. "…you don't sound 'fine' to me… quite the opposite, actually..." he said lowly, taking a few cautious steps towards her.

Winry seemed to pause in thought, before a small, un-noticeable smirk crossed her features. "Actually… y-you're right, Ed…" her smirk vanished at this. "I'm not alright…. With you alive…" she finished coldly, holding up the knife with a blank expression, her normally bright, life-full eyes lacking it's usual shine and holding nothing but a deep emptiness never seen there before.. except once…

He visibly froze and he took a small step back, his eyes narrowed. "I...Winry… now what has gotten into you, dammit?" he said slowly, taking another step away from her. "You... you're acting... just like when I first came down here..." he added, his voice no louder than a mere whisper.

Tilting her head to the side, Winry took a few steps towards Ed, the knife in hand. "Ed... I'm not acting any different than usual..." she said softly, continuing towards Ed calmly

Sighing, Ed shook his head. "Yeah. Right. That's believable…" he said sarcastically, taking a step back, his hands ready to clap and transmute the next nearest thing if she tried anything as foolish as attacking him full out..

"Y-You wouldn't transmute anything that might hurt me… would you, Ed?" Winry asked in a rather innocent tone, as she looked up at Ed, looking merely like a defenceless child as she fell down to her knees and began to sob, dropping the knife in the process...

Ed froze, staring at her for a moment in thought before he let his arms fall to his sides, not really wishing to hurt her if she really was alright and this was some sort of sick joke... Though judging by her sobbing, he started to believe that, and started towards her, his eyes wide and full of fear and concern. "Winry… no… o-of course I wouldn't hurt you… you know that... but…" his words trailed off as he instantly remembered the previous week's events with a shiver.

Putting on what looked to be a smile, Winry stood and ran up to Ed, hugging him. "I'm sure you wouldn't..." she replied in the same blank tone. "But then again… I would..." she added, pulling out a knife that had been strapped to her side not too long before ((don't ask when ;)), and abruptly stabbed the blonde haired boy in the side.

He held her numbly in her arms as she hugged him, though at her blank tone, he attempted to move away, but instantly felt a searing pain shoot through his side, as the blade embedded itself deep into his side. Wincing, he pushed her away from him with his left arm, his right hand going to cover up the now bleeding wound. "Damn it! I knew something was off about you today…" he said darkly, taking a few steps back from her

Saying nothing, in her usual way, she threw the blade at him, which, on contact, stabbed into his flesh arm, making him hiss in pain, as she, instantly turned and ran to grab the other knife on the floor nearby.

Ed winced, as he pulled out the sharp blade, his previous, almost completely healed wound reopened and getting deeper this time around. "Fine... you've left me with no other choice…" he said firmly, stepping back,and with a clap of his hands, he touched the ground in a blur, his alchemy traveling from the surface of his hands over to her, as out of the floor, emerged a large wooden hand and grabbed her ankle firmly.

"But this time… it's not going to be a repeat of last time… I can promise you that." He said slowly, wincing from the pain that now seared through his left arm every time he seemed to move it...

Instantaneously, Winry began to struggle against the wooden hand, and then realizing she couldn't get loose, she began to reach for the knife nearby, and managing to grab it, she began to cut the wooden hand imprisoning her ankle. "Let me go, Edward..." she ground out in an angry voice, as she noticed the knife was having little to no effect...

Ed grinned slightly in triumph, at seeing she couldn't exactly cut through it. "No. Not until you snap out of it, and start acting like yourself, Winry... I mean it this time…" he said in a firm tone, moving to cross his arms over his chest but stopping halfway as he remembered the injury on his arm and cringed in pain.

"Edward... I told you. I'm FINE. This is how I normally act… now LET me go!" Winry said in protest as she began to struggle more and more as time went on, though seeing as Ed wasn't going to buy it, she grabbed the knife again and held it's blade to her ankle. "Let me go… or else..."

"I... but... Hell, Winry… this ISN'T how you act… the normal you wouldn't want me dead…" Ed's words trailed off at seeing the blade right next to her ankle. Sighing regrettably, he clapped his hands again and touched the floor, and the wooden hand melted into the floor as if nothing happened. "Fine. But I only did it to stop you from mutilating yourself... that's all.." he said simply, a frown set into his features, his wounds always bleeding, making him cringe in pain, his eyes never leaving Winry...

End Ch. 6 – Ch. 7 coming soon

(A/N: hope ya guys liked this one… hope this story isn't getting repetitive… but meh.. it's almost over anyway.. just a few more chapters to go .)