Summary: Rated T for blood loss. "Sometimes the most amazing things can happen...sometimes, no matter how loosely or tightly you hold onto him or her, your love, your dream, he or she will slip right through your fingers."
Disclaimer: If I owned Full Metal Alchemist, for the love of God, Wrath would not have killed Lust. I wouldn't have minded if anybody else killed her, but not that creepy emo punk.
You go and save the best for last.
She'd been wandering the halls for an hour. She still couldn't find Ed. It's as if he'd disappeared from the face of the earth. As she passed a window, she saw Ed doing alchemy on an abandoned piece of land just off military property. Before she realized it, she was walking faster, now running down the steps and out the door toward him. He waved her over. When she got there, the sight was breathtaking. He'd grown a patch of grass and a tree and laid out a blanket. It was obviously a picnic, but she had to make sure her eyes weren't deceiving her, so she asked, "What is this?"
He laughed. "Picnic," he replied and sat down.
"But it's 9:30!" she exclaimed.
"So? Food's just as good," he reasoned.
She shrugged, indicating her willingness to play along for now. They sat down together and had their picnic.
She noticed that he kept looking at her when he thought she wasn't looking. After fifteen minutes, it got annoying. "What?"
"What do you mean, 'what?'"
"You keep looking at me!"
"Sorry."
When the food and drinks were gone, he packed up silently. They walked back to the dorms together. In front of her room, he gave Winry a single white rose with a note tied to it. Curious, she opened it as soon as she got inside. It read:
Winry,
Inside this rose is a ring. Don't get flustered; I'm not proposing. This is a promise ring. Al and I have to leave tonight. And I can't tell you where we're going. But I promise I'll return. I'll try to return in one piece too. I'll see you when we get back.
-Ed
"I'm holding you to that, Ed." She carefully separated the petals of the rose until she found a simple gold band. She smiled and slipped the ring on. Intentionally or accidentally, the ring best fit onto the ring finger of her left hand. Perfect.
(A/N: Please excuse the sappiness of this last chapter. I was trying to improve it, but I couldn't. Forgive me. Yeah, I'm intentionally ignoring the fact that I haven't updated for about three weeks. Again. --')