Chap 2: Volleyball and Wrestling

Ed blushed at Winry's remark and she covered her mouth as though she wasn't supposed to say that out loud. Ed then removed her hand from her mouth and stared into her eyes. "Don't be ashamed." He took her hand in his and smelled it.

"Oh Winry, your hand smells so weird. "What?" Winry brought her hand to her face to take a sniff, when Ed smacked it right against her face. "Yes! Gotcha! Who's the prankster now huh? "

"Alright you got me. Beach memory number three. Meanie." Ed was proud of getting her back, but still wanted to make sure her sting was ok. "How's the sting?" "It's better. If I bandage it up, I'll at least be able to walk on it." That was Ed's cue. He went into Winry's bag and found the first aid kit. "Here, I'll do it." Ed said voluntarily. He got down on one knee and placed Winry's foot on the other knee. Winry was surprised that for someone who has such a bad temper and is constantly arguing with people, can be so gentle and kind. The wound was bandaged up in no time and Winry was still as lively as ever. Ed soon grew very bored.

"Hm? What should we do now?" Ed asked. Winry thought for a long while, but came up with one more thing she could be Ed at. "Volleyball." Ed was nervous he was so short. How would he even get the ball over. "I don't know Winry, I mean we didn't even bring a volleyball or a volleyball kit." Winry pointed at a building that was built on the beach. "That building over there is where you rent a net and a ball. So lets go." "But your foo-" "Don't even start. You wrapped it up all nicely remember? Mr. Your hand smells bad." Ed showed a light smirk and headed towards the building to rent a net and a ball.

"Just serve it stupid!" Winry cried out to Ed from the other side of the net. "I'm trying to ok!?"

Ed huffed.

Once he got over his pouting, he attempted the sorriest excuse for a serve Winry had ever seen. She got fed up and abandoned her side of the net to show poor Ed how to serve. She wrapped her arms around him and rested her chin on his shoulder. Ed was blushing more than ever.

"Ok Ed. Just hold the ball like this and hit from underneath ok?" "Um..go-got it." As they were still in that position Winry whispered under her breath.

"Beach memory number four."

"What was that?" "Oh nothing." Winry quickly ran back to her position. Although he questioned what she said, he knew exactly what she said and started to rethink her 'memory plan'. "Maybe this whole memory number thing isn't so bad after all." Winry began to speak up. "How come I can beat you at everything? I should be the big well known alchemist." "I know one thing you could never beat me at and that's wrestling." "Psh. I could whoop your little four-foot nothing ass like the Undertaker." "Let's go then." They returned the net and ball and went back to the spot to begin there wrestling match. Ed pushed back all the chairs and Winry through on some jean shorts. Winry began to be the announcer.

"Alright folks. In this corner (points to herself) we have the undefeated Mechanic Maniac and in this corner (points to Ed) we have Pint-Size Pinky." Ed was pissed at the name she gave him, but loved her sense of humor. As his guard was down because of thinking about Winry, She came up from behind Ed and tackled him. Ed fell to the ground. He was in a state of shock, but then snapped out of it and flip her around. He pinned her down, but she wiggled her way through his arms. She tried to crawl away, but Ed grabbed her ankle.

"Ow Ed! That hurts. Let go!" He let go and looked at her with guilty eyes. Once again, Winry tricked her way into winning and pinned him while he was feeling guilty. She looked down at him and simply stated her victorious win. "Memory number what Ed?" "Ugh. Five." Ed said with a discouraged tone. Winry let him up and turned to fix the chairs and take another swim.

They took showers (separate of course) at the beach and changed out of there bathing suits, into jeans and sweatshirts. The sun was only a couple away from setting, and secretly, they were excited about watching it together. "Hey Ed, could you pass the chips?" "Sure." Ed pretended to give the chips numerous times. "Come on Ed."

"Uh, uh I don't think so." "Please. I'll give you a kiss." Ed stopped his taunting. "A- a kiss?" "Sike!" Winry swiftly snatched the chips from Ed's hand. He wasn't too happy about being tricked, but still, he couldn't get the thought of kissing Winry out of his mind, but the again,

anything could happen on a night like this.

A/N: Yes i know, yet another short chap, but please hold the tomatoes,at least for a little while.

Ed: Winry why do always have to throw wrenches at me?

Winry:SHUT UP IT'S FUN!!

Ed: man you're annoying

Winry throughs a gallon of milk on Ed.

Ed: NO I'M MELTING!

Random janitor comes and mops him up.