Hi! Back again! I'm so relieved that I can still squeeze in a chapter before exams start! T_T

NOTICE: Greed's "real" name will be finally revealed in the NEXT chapter in a flashback scene between Riza and Lena! ALSO VIDEO CALL between Edward and Winry in the NEXT CHAPTER!

ANSWERS TO REVIEWS:

Pouda-P: haha I'll FINALLY reveal Greed's real name in the next chapter! :) That will be a flashback to Lena and Riza's conversation, revealing the full details of everything.

QuinzMoon: haha Well, that comes later, but he's starting to see that he values this weird penfriendship he shares with Winry. It's not exactly Winry per see but rather that someone, even if she got him at random, actually starts to ask about his day, about himself, something he didn't experience before since he's been for so long in the military and such a relationship is dear to Edward. He's still awkward about it, since it's all new to him, but he tries being smooth through the letters even if he's a mess before writing them. :) Hm...I'm not sure I understand, you're saying you don't understand why Ed got so attached to Winry right? I explain it above but if there's something that confuses you feel free to ask! :3 Take care too!

Sherlsepeare: Hey there, welcome to my story! :) And thanks for reading it too! Thanks a bunch for the compliments, I have some key moments written out between Ed and Winry for when they finally video call. Their video call will be in the next chapter! :)

Enjoy reading!

Something Important

He dodged this way and that, carefully but swiftly navigating closer to the still smoke filled area where their base had been, he could still hear voices, many of them, he deduced about twenty to twenty-five, maybe more.

Ed hid behind a nearby tree large enough to hide his frame, he checked his ammunition again and pocketed one grenade he had in his pocket. He frowned, just one? He would need to be careful when he would use it.

He had enough bullets to shoot with, he still had the small knives hidden within his boots, a hunting knife strapped to his calf and a small pistol hidden within his uniform.

Ed clenched his fist, hearing the metallic noise that usually came with it and sighed, closing his eyes. That was Winry's last letter in there, somewhere behind that line of enemies, he couldn't lose it so carelessly.

"Tch...since when did I started getting attached? Am I running a fever or something?" he frowned and ran a hand down his face, "Winry's just a friend, well, the only woman really that actually asks about my day except Mei, Lena, Hawkeye and Lan Fan but still...this is different." He tried thinking on why it was different but he came up with no answer at all.

"Damn...this is suicidal...going in a field filled with enemies just for some letter...I'm starting to get soft," he sighed, releasing the safety on his rifle, "Too late to back out now, she's a friend, bet she would be pissed if I lost her letter," he smirked at the thought and moved out.

Edward made sure his boots left as little noise as possible, avoiding leaves and small branches on the ground, he went into a low crouch, lifting the tip of his rifle in the air when he saw a moving shadow within the cloudy smoke.

Readying himself, he aimed at the shadow's head and fired.

The body fell heavily to the floor and immediately, more shadows appeared, alerted that somebody shot their comrade. And suddenly, Ed found himself seeing well over twenty shadows, all becoming darker and moving closer.

Muttering a soft curse under his breath, Ed readied his rifle again, preparing to shoot in rapid succession until suddenly, something flew over his head, towards the small crowd of alerted enemy soldiers.

After a second, there was an explosion and the force of the grenade knocked Ed off his crouch and onto his back, "Argh!" he quickly righted himself up and found to be staring straight at somebody he had last expected to be here.

His reaction was to punch his stubborn friend in the face, "Ouch! Hey! What gives cap?!" Greed whined, rubbing his face at the harsh punch of his superior, looking like a overgrown pouting child.

"What are you doing here?! Where is that good-for-nothing Mustang?! You're injured for hell's sake!" Ed growled, gold eyes narrowing dangerously, "I don't take it lightly when one of my men is disobeying my orders, Greed. Especially when the place is swarming with enemies!"

Greed grinned, "Don't get your panties in a twist, besides, you could use a good shield that can cover for ya while you go and get your girlfriend's letter," Greed winked.

Ed exploded, "SHE IS NOT MY-"

Metal screeched against metal and Ed turned his head to look at Greed, whose shield covered arm had been outstretched to block the bullet meant to go straight through Ed's shoulder.

Ed sighed and relented, "...We are going to talk about this," he tapped Greed's iron hard arm, narrowing his eyes.

Greed rolled his own, "Yeah, yeah, later mom," Ed huffed, bringing his rifle forth and meeting his enemies head on, Greed shooting with his own spare rifle back to back with Ed, his shield covering his entire body except his face, providing good cover for Ed too.

They switched positions, Ed taking the left flank while Greed took the right, alternating between rolling on the ground while the other jumped overhead and kicked a soldier in the face and shooting bullets in a circular motion.

Contrary to what they expected, the fight had been over soon and that only made Ed more suspicious, he looked around, bracing himself for any enemies lurking around ready to attack.

He was about to step over the body of a fallen soldier until his eyes caught on to the fabric covering his arm, it was green, as was the custom uniform color in Drachma, but something red was peeking forth, hidden beneath the dark green fabric tied around the soldier's arm.

When Ed crouched down and slowly untangled it, his eyes widened at what it revealed.

Red.

A red bird.

"Aerugo?" Ed froze, the blood in his veins turning to solid ice and his breath caught in his throat.

"What did you find?" Greed approached him and crouched down as well, violet eyes narrowing at the cloth he saw Ed holding, he growled lowly, "Them too? Why are they interfering in the war?"

Ed couldn't believe this...they've been on neutral ground with Aerugo, trading supplies here and there and agreeing on no threats of conflicts. However..., "Do you think they're held as hostages and forced to fight?" it was a possibility...

Greed snorted, "Tch, bastards...they don't have an army and their country is split by internal strife, what else do you expect from weaklings like them? Of course they would join the enemy to gain power,"

Ed shook his head, "I'm not sure...maybe there's more to this," he pocketed the cloth and stood up slowly.

Greed looked around, readying his weapon, "Go, I've got your back," Greed followed him as Ed made his way towards their tent, which looked to be ransacked.

"NO THEY DIDN'T!" Greed suddenly hollered as he threw himself at his bunk bed, frantically searching through the drawers of his night stand.

The man sighed in relief when he found the hundredth picture of Lena he hid in his drawer, "She's still here..." if Greed were more of a softie, he would have rubbed his face against it like a certain family man...

Ed deadpanned, "You have a hundred pictures of her and copies..." he shook his head when Greed started pocketing every picture he had.

He made his way towards his own desk, opening the last drawer and finding Winry's letter in it, untouched.

"That was close," Ed thought as he safely stored it in his breast pocket.

They heard movement from outside the tent and Ed motioned for Greed to fall back, crouching low to hide behind one of the bunk beds, as Ed made a steady hand gesture to lay low until he gave the signal. If he could prevent bloodshed, then why not? The shadow of a soldier moved swiftly across the tent, obviously not expecting any enemies to be here, at least not them.

The shadow crept closer, deforming slightly and Ed and Greed tense when the footsteps become louder. Blood pumped wildly in their ears, muscles locking in position.

Despite having done this more times than they cared to count, it still sent that thrill humming in their blood when faced with a potentially dangerous challenge they had yet to know anything about. If it was another disguised soldier from Aerugo, Ed was determined to interrogate him to find out what was happening on his enemies' front lines.

"Eddd! Hey Ed, my boy! Where are you? Did you get your girlfriend's lett-" Ed growled, taking the rifle from Greed's hands and jumped over the bed, whacking Hughes upside the head as the startled man nearly fell to the ground in fright until he saw it was none other than said man.

"SHE'S NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!" he made sure to keep his voice normal, fully aware that he may alert enemies of their location.

Hughes scratched at the back of his neck, grinning, "Well, I suppose time will tell!" before Ed could throw in a comment, Hughes turned serious again, "I suggest we grab everything we need and get out of here as fast as possible, Roy and the rest are probably already there," he motioned with his head to move forward and they did, trekking carefully across what was once their camp.

"Ugh, shit, how do I explain all this to Lena? She's gonna kill me," Greed groaned, thinking of how she most likely heard the explosion when their connection got cut off in the middle of their conversation.

Hughes smiled, "I'm sure she will understand, after all, she seems to be a lovely young lady you have there,"

Ed coughed into his hand and Greed whacked him at the back of his head, "My girl is lovely runt!" if he was a dog, he would bite Ed.

Fullmetal grinned, "She is...mostly," this time, Greed silently agreed, thinking of her reaction when he would finally find a phone and contact her again. At times, he was happy there was so much distance between them.

"Hughes," the man perked up at Edward's change of tone, the air growing serious and chilly, "I have news," Greed's expression grew grim.

Hughes rose an eyebrow, waiting patiently to hear what the younger soldier had to say, Ed's eyes were cold as the next words sent alarm bells ringing through Hughes' ears, "I suspect Aerugo has a hand in this war too,"

"Hey Winry,

I didn't think it was important, it's normal for soldiers to get injured. My injuries healed already so there's nothing to worry about, but..thanks for worrying. Drachma's been growing bolder, but they shouldn't attack for another week, but we still plan on surprising them with a attack of our own as soon as Mustang gives the order.

Now that you mentioned poor flirting, I thought that's what you have been doing the past months now haven't you? Don't worry, I feel flattered."

Blue eyes huh? I guess I have the weirder eye color of us two, still I think blue is a nice eye color to have, the color of the sky and the ocean and...yeah...

About that, I think I made a mistake proclaiming Greed as the insane twin, I think both of them are insane. The difference is one is and looks like a cinnamon roll and the other looks like he could kill you and can actually kill you, I don't think that needs any clarification. Anyway, the thing with "doorphobia man" as we like to call him, is normal, he's had that weird tick since we met. His girlfriend, I'm amazed how he even got one, tried to help him with it but she occasionally goes along with it and goes through doors just like him. I lost all hope for them. Thankfully, Greed doesn't do that, yet.

Uh...as far as I know, nobody knows Greed's actual name except Lena and according to my latest sources, Hawkeye. Blackmailing Hawkeye is as effective as blackmailing an ant, so don't even try it. Try to blackmail Lena somehow, there's always something worth it right? I'm not too much of an expert with it, so I don't really know. Kimblee...he is nice...in his unique way. As long as he doesn't hold a grenade near your throat you should be perfectly safe with him.

I know Lena would be a bit mortified if someone caught them doing...whatever they do, but Greed's shameless about it, so I think he managed to convince her. Ask Hawkeye about it, Mustang and Hughes love spying on Greed when he's talking to Lena on the phone and I heard Greed having a fit once but I wasn't sure at time why... Just search their bedroom and I think you'll find some blackmail material there, but be sure to do that when Lena's not in or she would rip your throat out...at least I know that's what she would do to me. Leave it to Lan Fan to defend her manic boyfriend of having "an intense hatred against using doors".

Uh...right, so how are you doing? We haven't written each-other in a while, it can get pretty busy here so I hadn't been able to write. Oh and I wanted to ask you something if it's not too forward, you don't have to answer if it is though.

What do you think about video calls?

Reading you soon,

Ed."

Winry smiled, cheeks alight with color as she fumbled with trying to find a clear sheet of paper to write on. Den was watching his owner gain a unnatural color on her pale face, something he wasn't very used to see.

"He says he's healed...that's good. He can be pretty funny, maybe he isn't so obnoxious after all..." Winry smiled, re-reading the letter again from head to toe until she noticed the slightly smaller handwritten text located in the lower left corner as if Ed had been unsure if he wanted her to see it or not.

It read, "Is fixing cars all you can do or can you cook too?"

The wrench imbedded itself into her couch before Winry knew it and she growled at the letter, "Edward!"

She took that back, he was obnoxious! Stupid soldier freak!

She would definitely tell him that once they start skyping together...

Very short chapter I'm sorry for it! EXAMS are starting now and I'll update in TWO WEEKS! Suggestions for new chapters / ideas are welcome! :)