Disclaimer: I still don't own Fullmetal Alchemist.
Sun
The buttery sun slanting across his shoulders catches the gold of his hair and makes it seem to glow as the water runs through it and splashes down his back, the graceful lines of lean muscle slim and hard with youth. It is in direct contrast to the hard silver of his right arm.
Ed is stronger than he looks. Sometimes Winry forgets just how much stronger, but now, seeing him rinsing soap out of his hair with his automail hand, she wonders if her mechanical replacements can ever be strong enough to keep up with the rest of him.