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Her most cherished Item

Winry frantically fixed Hohen's dress shirt and his little shoes, combing his hair neatly back. Then she quickly made finishing touches to Sarah, making sure her pigtails were alright, that she made her business before dressing her in fresh diapers and a small light red dress with white polka dots.

She sighed in relief, before her eyes narrowed at her bedroom, where the door was ajar, only a sliver of light managing to peek through.

That was it.

"Edward! What's taking you so long?! We will be late!" Winry growled, stalking to their bedroom like an angry bull.

She slammed the door open, startling her poor husband, who was just pulling up his black formal pants, shirtless. Thankfully his braid was at least neat.

Winry exploded.

"WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU DOING?! I TOLD YOU TO GET READY AN HOUR AGO!" she roared, standing in front of her husband with her hands on her hips.

Ed froze, partially in fear and partially in awe of his stunning wife.

Now, it wasn't like Winry already wasn't beautiful in his eyes, to him, she could be prancing around in a plastic bag and she would still be the most beautiful woman to him, as cliché as that sounded.

But at times like these, where they were called as guests of the new Emperor of Xing himself, Ling, she always made sure to look her best, well screw that, she exceeded his expectations every time, like now.

She wore a dress he bought her a few years ago, it was a day after their wedding and a day before their honeymoon week, ahem, month, started. It was rather modest but complimented her ample curves very well, it was white in color, with floral patterns on the whole expanse of the dress, decorated with red roses, lilies and tulips. It had light twirls at the end, which looked like waves when she walked, it was slightly tighter at her waist with a white ribbon on the back and it flared out at the bottom.

Ed's jaw was wide open as his lovely wife screamed at him.

"-ard!"

" –ward!"

"Edward!"

"ED!" Winry's last yell tore him out of his daze, quickly back tracking when he saw how furious Winry was at him.

"Stop ignoring me and get ready! You have two minutes to dress yourself and-"

"You look…stunning…" he couldn't believe he said that out loud.

Crap.

Blue eyes blinked in shock, this time Winry's mouth was gaping open in shock, looked up at Ed's look of embarrassment and admiration.

"W-what?" she had to make sure she heard right.

"Y-you look stunning…" Ed repeated himself, grinning sheepishly. A bright smile grew on Winry's face and he mentally sighed in relief that she wouldn't unleash her wrath at hi-

"STOP TRYING TO DISCTRACT ME ELRIC!" Winry huffed in anger and lamely hidden embarrassment, moving closer to him to stand directly in front of his tall frame.

"Hey! You're an Elric too you-woah! Hey!" Ed jumped when he felt Winry's hands on his pants as she pulled them up and closed the zipper, he quickly but gently pried her hands away.

His face resembled a tomato, "W-w-what the milk are you doing Winry?!" Ed's head was whipping back and forth between his wife and the (thankfully) closed door.

"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm trying to get you dressed so we won't be late for Ling's party! And drop using 'milk' as a replacement for swear words!" Winry huffed, once again trying to grab his pants before Ed resolutely grabbed her hands and planted them to her sides.

"Oh no! Your hands missy are staying right there!" Ed swallowed thickly and Winry blushed lightly when she realized just what he was thinking of when she innocently tried to forcefully dress him, "Hey! I thought you liked my new swear words!" he crossed his trained arms like a offended child.

"Pervert!" Winry had half a mind to sic him one with her wrench but she thought better of it, instead she huffed and turned around, throwing his white dress shirt at his head.

"C-come on, we will be late," she added in a more tamer, softer voice, a rosy blush on her cheeks. Winry was glad he couldn't see her right now.

Yes, they have been married for 8 years now, but it still didn't change the fact that they got on each-other's nerves on a daily basis.

Winry sighed, "I like your new swear words…" Winry was still stubborn as she had been before the time she realized her feelings for her childhood friend, however she had matured enough to, at times, give in first.

Edward stopped buttoning his shirt, blinking at Winry's back.

She suddenly felt two strong, warm arms wrap around her, the familiar deep voice of her husband sounding tenderly in her ears:" Thanks Winry," she smiled and squeezed his hands where they were joined in front of her stomach.

"You're welcome Ed," she turned around as Ed released her of his embrace and started buttoning up his shirt, a small blush on her husband's face.

"Winry,"

"S-shut up, if I let you dress we will stand here all night," she huffed playfully as she unbuttoned his shirt.

Wait…

"Uh…Winry…I thought you were supposed to dress me not undress me," Edward wore a very cocky smirk, amber eyes twinkling in mirth and amusement as his headstrong wife turned a pretty shade of scarlet.

"M-Milk you Ed!" she thundered her trusty wrench at his head in the next minute.

"Hey, brother?" Alphonse Elric asked as he eyed the sizeable bump on his elder brother's head.

"Yes, Al?" said grumpy Edward.

"Do I want to know?" he looked toward where Winry, his wife Mei, Riza Hawkeye and several other women he didn't recognize were standing in front of the buffet, chatting and eating.

"No," Ed scratched his head

"Ah! Welcome to the party everyone!" Ling personally, clad in his more formal clothes, came strolling in, his wife and body guard, Lan Fan, beside him, clad in a modest yet beautiful kimono.

"I see Ed used his infamous 'milk me' tactic and he got a wrench to the head huh? Oh Ed, when will you learn,"

Tomato-faced Edward was on top of the new Emperor in seconds, trying to claw his eyes out and rip his head off while his wife was giggling with the other women.

"E-d-w-a-r-d!" Winry Elric bonked her husband and Ling on the head, separating the two men.

Lan Fan's eyes were glinting dangerously at her husband, promising torture to be dealt later on as soon as everyone was away, Ling could only sweat in fear.

"Just from where did you get that thing from again?! I personally threw it on the couch before we left!" Ed growled, rubbing the newer, larger bump on his head.

"A woman is allowed to keep a few secrets to herself isn't she? Now shut up and dance with me," Winry grabbed her husband by his wrist and dragged him to the dance floor

Edward sighed, eyeing her up and down as they danced, "How in the calcium can you hide that wrench anywhere?! I can't see anything!" he eyed her chest for far longer than he actually needed, earning him a jab to his ribs.

"Stop being a pervert, I told you I have secrets," Winry firmly stayed with that.

"Oh really? Just who was trying to undress me before-"

"That was an accident!" tomato-faced Winry hid her face in Ed's chest as he laughed.

Edward found out years later that his wife actually bought a sling which she fastened on her hip or leg to store her precious wrench in.

The end! Reviews are very welcome thank you!