I am soo sorry that It has taken me this long to update, but I just barely got home yesterday and had to take my brother to the airport today to fly of to boot camp fun stuff

Oh I don't own FMA or the songs that appear in my writing blah blah blah

AND ON WITH THE STORY!

Chapter five: A Loving Touch of Cold

When Lilliana awoke, the fire had died and crickets sang their sweet lullaby somewhere outside of her open window.

Without opening her eyes she slowly slid her hand down her stomach to find the cool metal of Ed's arm still wrapped protectively around her waist. She let her fingers roam free, examining every crevice made by the maker's hands, and every dent made during a battle.

She took a deep breath, tasting the moisture in the atmosphere. 'It's going to rain tonight' she silently told herself, happiness overcoming her. She slowly released herself from Ed's grip on her waist and went to the window. Seeing the dark, ominous clouds, she closed the window; just as she did the night's fist drops of rain hit the window panes.

She started to quietly hum a tune as the world outside of her window became blurry though the trails being created by the droplets. She heard the first roll of thunder, saw the fist flash of lighting.

Ed saw her looking out the window, gently tracing unseen images on the glass. She leaned her head against the window, soaking in the coolness from the rain water running on the other side of the glass.

When he first heard it, he wasn't sure if he was actually hearing something other than the crystalline drops of rain, but it started taking form. It soothed him and he was almost asleep when he could hear the difference between the sound and the rain.

'Where have I heard that sound before?' he silently asked himself. His sleepy mind finally recognized the sound and he was wide awake, just staring at Lilliana as she sat on the window seat, just looking out the window, singing.

The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
Emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky
Never revealing their depth
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated
I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above

I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be your love suicide
and I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life

Rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed
You're my survival, you're my living proof
My love is alive not dead
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache, that hang from above

I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be your love suicide
and I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life

I've been dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead
Tuned in, turned on, Remembered the things that you said

I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be your love suicide
and I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life

I'll Be: Edwin McCain: Messenger (Acoustic version) or Misguided Roses

She heard the bed creak behind her. 'Hey sleepy head,' she said as she stood up and walked towards the bed.

"It's you."

"Last time I checked, why?" she responded, not knowing what the fuck he was talking about.

"It's you."

"It's me, what?" she asked. The lightning gave Ed enough light to see her eyebrows slightly furrowed together.

"Ed, is something wrong?" He blushed when he realized that he had been staring at her.

"It was you singing to me."

"Oh yes, I remember, the angel singing the pretty song."

"You Heard That!" Ed turned an even brighter shade of red.

"Well," she began sitting on the edge of the bed wondering if she should tell him, "actually I dint hear you. Al told me."

"AL DID WHAT? IM GONNA KILL HIM! HEY WHATS SO FUNNY?" he yelled as she busted out laughing.

"Nothin', its just, I don't see why you'd get all URG about it, I mean, I thought it was adorable."

"Adorable?" she could hear that his eyebrows were up.

"Yeah, like little puppy adorable."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY LITTLE HUH? WHO YOU CALLIN A PATHETIC FUCKIN' SHRIMP! HUH!"

"Ed, stand up."

"What?"

"Get your ass up and you'll see why I wasn't talking about your height." He stood up, walked over and stood by her.

The sound of the rain getting loader as the storm gained more power.

"Well?"

"Come closer."

Huh?"

"Just do it!" and she grabbed the waist of his pants and pulled him closer. 'Oh God, Oh God, Oh God' was doing none stop in his head. Her chest was against his. 'Oh God, Oh God, Oh God." He looked down into her eyes.

"Wait a sec, you're shorter than me!"

"Now do you see why I can't make fun of your height?"

He just smiled and gave her a hug. Lilliana felt the heat form his bare chest, and the chill of his arm, seep through her thin silk nightgown. The mixing of the two opposites, the heat and the cold, was intoxicating to her, or maybe it was just his nearness. She didn't know. She didn't care. Her face became hot with her blush as she nestled her face into his neck.

Ed could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as she got closer to him. 'Oh God' she thought, a small giggled, that sounded like chimes to Ed, escaped her lips. She just realized that the dress with Ed's blood, which was the one she was wearing when she blacked out, was over the armrest of her coach next to her stove.

"Um… Ed?"

"Yeah?" he asked, pulling away from her just enough so that he could look into her eyes. The light form the storm showed him a color he's never seen before. Pale purple, but he also saw her deep red blush and understood that it meant embarrassment.

"Well, uh, this wasn't what I was, you know, so, um, how did I get into it?"

Lilliana couldn't help but laugh at Ed because his eyes became huge and his whole face became crimson red.

"Well, I, uh, well I couldn't let you go to bed in those clothes so I uh, I , I, I,…" his eyes grew even bigger as he felt her lips against his. He relaxed into her kiss and pulled her closer to him. His tongue lightly brushed her lips seeking entry, which she eagerly gave.

She gave him a small, yet loving kiss on the neck before she turned to the stove. He walked over to where she was and sat on the balls of feet. .

"How did you do it?"

"Well, ya know how I blew on it?"

"Yeah..?"

"I didn't have to, but I didn't want to scare you by just having a fire come outta no where."

"Will you show me?"

Ed felt something. He looked down and saw that she was holding his hand. Lovingly holding his hand. Lovingly holding his mechanical hand. He gave her warm fingers and gentle squeeze with his cold ones and she smiled.

"Yea, I'll show ya."

Yea, I know that this chapter kinda sounds all lovey dovey but there's a reason I swear!

And as long as I get 1 review ( although I wont mind if I got more ; ) then I will keep updating!

Lots of love

Tiff