(A/N) Ahem... while writing the last chapter a semi important fact had slipped my mind... this fanfiction switches between perspectives... hehehe... uh... sorry about that. I totally forgot, up until I read my own fanfic not long ago. Is it strange that I forgot something like that? Oh well... on with the EdWinryness!

Disclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist because if I did Roy and Ed would... never mind.

"Edward.." I asked as we sat on the warm curb in front of my house "are we weird?"

"Well that's out of the blue..." he laughed.

"No, I mean.. we rarely EVER go swimming, don't normal people do that during summer?" I could feel my skin burning as the sun viciously shone.

"Yeah I guess so huh?" he went into thought for a moment then returned, "I guess it's because neither of us have a pool. And we don't actually hang out with other people..."

It sounded wierd when he said it, but it was true. We really didn't see anyone else during the summer. Other than Al, of course, who would be coming back home soon.

After thinking that over awhile I got to the point "Well this summer, most of my friends didn't go on trips because of graduating and all and... um.." I felt uneasy. I mean the last time he saw me swimming I was in a lake... in my underwear... "there's this pool party I wanted to take you to. My friend said it's alright, so yeah... if you want to."

"That'd be awesome!" he exclaimed more excited than I would've expected. It was almost frightening.

"Uh yeah... cool." I said questioningly.

He fanned himself with his left hand "Gawd it's hot out.. a nice cool down in a pool sounds refreshing. So when's the party?"

"Tommarow." I chimed with a bit of excitement myself. "Sorry I didn't tell you before... I just... Oh you know what?"

-

It became one of those days, the kind we'd spend just talking... about anything and everything. Things we failed to mention in email, or things from summers past. Even though they were our least adventurous days, sometimes, I'd secretly favor them.

Though it kept puzzling me why Winry had such a hard time asking me to go to the pool party. Or for even adressing the matter later on.

Obviously it wasn't anything to do with embarassment, I mean, the last time I'd seen her swiming she was in her underwear for crying out loud! Or maybe... that WAS it?

I pondered these things as she rattled on about a male stalker she had for the first semester this year.

I tried to remember back to the day we went to the lake. Maybe it was the look on my face? It was a look of surprise, I know that much but... Did I gawk at her or something... I couldn't remember. Such a minor detail, yet so annoying.

"Hey Ed." she caught my attention again. I made eye contact. "How about you spend some time with your mom? She doesn't get to see you much anyway right?" she suggested.

"Well yeah but.." I tilted to my head to the side. Now she really confused me. Did she not want me around today? Did she notice my lack of attention skills?

"I need to go bathing suit shopping." she said reading my thoughts.

"Oh..." I said flatly.

"..."

"..."

Why had things suddenly become so awkward? The tension was getting to me, I stood up and headed to my house calling after her.

"Okay I'll see you later tonight or whatever. Bye!"

She waved back at me with her beautiful sparkling smile.

-

I sighed a sigh of relief as I started the car and pulled out of the driveway. That situation had become so tense, I was ready to scream.

I turned on the radio and flipped through the different stations looking for something I recognized. "Ugh why does it seem like tommarow isn't going to go well?" I asked aloud.

I paused as I recognized the guitar solo from one of my favorite songs, stopped changing around the station, and continued to talk to myself.

"Maybe that was a bad sign, like I shouldn't go." I reasoned with myself, trying to keep my focus on the road "Perhaps I should just use an excuse to get out of it... I'm allergic to water." I said trying to measure how stupid I sounded, as I pulled into the mall parking lot.

I walked up and down until I found a promising store and grabbed the most likely, and affordable, swim suits off the rack.

I crammed myself into one of their pathetic dressing rooms and started trying things on.

After putting on the first one I began frowning at the girl in the mirror. "I look like a traffic cone." I noted while looking at the bright orange one piece. It fit nicely, and I liked the high cut leg style but...

It just burned my eyes it was so bright.

Next I tried on a pink two piece. Cute but... "Uggggh" I poked myself in the chest "it's padded. Like, majorly." I threw it aside and picked up the next.

A bikini. Why did I even bother pulling it off the rack and bring it in here? That question crossed my mind as I observed every aspect of the whore suit.

There were three left. This time I looked at them carefully before actually putting them on. The one to the left caught my eye. It was perfect!

I slid on the black bottoms with the over skirt, and put on the black matching top that ended about where my rib cage did.

"Kinda boring being all black..." I commented, and then twirled the skirt "but I like it!"

I giggled as i got dressed "I wonder if Ed will like it too?"

Suddenly a freakish obnoixious beeping emmited from my pants, making me fall backwards and hit the wall.

Realizing it was my cellphone I opened it up. "Hello?" I said out of breath.

"Hey!" it was Edward, of course.

"Hey," I stood up and finished dressing as I talked to him. "I'm just about to check out and leave." I tried to talk louder than the sound of me zipping up my pants.

"Awesome." he said melodiously (okay well to me it was melodious) "Can you come over here when you're done?"

"Yeah sure." I said handing the cashier lady what I wanted to buy, not really caring to pick up the mess in the dressing room. "Why?" I asked curiously.

-

I looked over the DVD in my hands as I spoke "I found this anime movie that I'd think you'd want to watch." I said casually.

"Oh cool!" she said cheerfully. "I'm on my way!"

"Alright," I replied "see ya."

Click.

Actually I knew she'd want to see it. She'd been wanting to see it again ever since the first time she saw it with me. That first summer we had together, we'd watched that movie.

And now this last summer together, we'd watch it again. It might be a cruel thing to do to her, but I thought it would make it easier to say good bye to her.

But I needed to talk to her about it. About what the next chapter of our story together would be...

(A/N) Okay that last part wasn't refering to THIS story, but more of a metaphorical thing. Meaning what would happen next, like after the summer ended. Anyways, I know that was shorter than the rest, but I actually have some ideas for the next few. Besides I have four late night hours to kill while waiting for Christmas anyway. Merry Christmas and Review!