-----Chapter 4:He only loves Winry-----

I walked out of the room blushing. I cant believe he kissed me, and I kissed him back! I walked down stairs to see that Ed and Winry where making out again.

"So, what are you going to name your childern." I said. They stopped making out. I heared tears I turned around to see Al's tears.

"What the hell?" I wispheared. I walked into the kitchen to cook lunch. Grilled Chesse, I guess. Then Pinklo walked in.

"So, what smells good?Grilled Chesse?" Pinklo asked. She let out a puff of smoke from her pipe. I let out a sigh.

"Yes." I said, as if nothing went wrong.

"Oh, really? I know already."

"How do you know! I hardly see you all day, but yet you know everything."

"Let me tell you something Kiki, You can never change the way some one feels about another, no matter how many times you kiss Alphonse, or he kisses you. He will still have feeling for Winry. Even if Winry loves Ed." Pinklo's lecture was over, she walked out. For once a lecture left me thinking about her words.

"Al loves me, but loves Winry." I sounded confused. Once lunch was over, I placed five sandwitches on a huge plate. I walked in the living room, no one was there. I walked upstairs to Al's room. He was writting in that notebook again. I tip-toed to look over his shoulder.

'I dont know why, but I still love Winry. But I also love Kiki. I think I love Winry more, but Winry dosent care about me. She loves Ed. But I cant help it, I love Winry more. I cant see Kiki's face when I tell her, but I have too.'

Then tears poured down my eyes. I walked outside of Al's room quitly. I walked in to the laundry room to see if I can talk to Pinklo, but she want there. I heared foot steps. I turned around, its was Al. I quickly wiped my face.

"Lunch was ready ten minutes ago." I said. I quickly ran down stairs. To see that everyone, except Al, was eating. I let out a sigh, and walked away. Pinklo followed me.

"So, whats wrong?" Pinklo asked me when we both got into the laundry room.

"Must we always make small talk when we met?" I asked back. I didnt want talk to Pinklo. I was too upset.

"Did you remember what I told you?" she asked.

"Yes." I answered, "I read the notebook that Al wote in."

"What did it say?"

"It...It..."

"Yes?" I fell to the ground on my knees. My heart full of pain.

"He dosent love me any more." I said while crying. Pinklo walked away from the laundry room.

"He...dosent...love...me." I wispheared.