"Are you an idiot?"

Winry's tore her attention from the automail arm to the boy attached to it in a flash, eyebrow furrowed.

"What the hell are you talking about?" She spat back, confused by the random verbal abuse.

"You know what I'm talking about." Ed sighed, moving his human hand up to run it through his wild bangs, irritated and eyeing her carefully.

"No, I don't." She stated, refusing to look anywhere but at him. She wanted a truthful answer from him, and wasn't going to continue her duty as his mechanic until she got one.

"Think then." Ed muttered, his flesh hand dropping to his side.

Winry glared at him for a few seconds, but did as he said nonetheless. She thought. What had she done to annoy him this time? She'd thrown her wrench at him- but he was more than used to that by now. Maybe he was offended because she had hugged him? She scoffed at the thought, telling herself that was a stupid thing to think. Maybe he thought she had done something wrong with his automail and that's why it needed repairing- again? She mentally kicked herself, if that was the reason then she'd be sure to beat him up for it. He should try staying up all night making automail to awake the next morning and find her best friend, once again, gone.

"I don't know! Did I do something wrong with your automail? Is that what you're trying to tell me!?" She stood up, features arranged angrily and glared down at him. "If you're trying to tell me you think I screwed up then just spit it out!"

Ed's face turned from annoyed to concern within seconds. He sat up, glad that she hadn't taken his metal arm of so he could balance himself.

"N-n-no!" He smiled a little. "I'm not, you didn't screw up with it, okay? It was me who screwed it up, I was reckless. Got caught in another fight. Sorry."

Winry huffed, letting out the relief she had caught in her chest seconds before and she smiled weakly back. It was nice, in a twisted way, to know that he would defend her if she doubted her own skills. Or if she cried. It made her know that, in a way, he would be there for her.

"Of course," She nodded, "You're always in fights." Her chest tightened at the truth in her words. " We used to fight a lot when we were kids." She said dryly.

"Y-yeah." Ed nodded, dropping back onto the bench he was laying on.

"I always won." Winry reminded him, grinning now.

"I always let you."

Winry smiled fondly, knowing he was only saying that to keep what dignity he had. She had always won, even if winning had involved batting eyelashes at him or pretending to cry. She tried to not sigh at how far away the memory was, how carefree they had been when they were little.

"So, why am I an idiot?" Winry asked, deciding to move swiftly on before she got upset again.

"What?"

" You asked me if I was an idiot. I want to know why. If I've done something to offend you, then just say it."

"You should know."

"You should tell me."

Edward was silent for several minutes after that. He glowered at the wall, his fists clenching. Winry watched him, and she knew that if she did it for long enough, he would crack. He wouldn't be able to keep something in for too long. She was right.

"You're living with a guy!" He spat out, refusing to look at her. Winry's eyes raised in disbelief.

"And? That makes me an idiot, how?"

"How!?" Ed whirled his head around to face her, anger in his eyes and burning into hers. "He's a guy! That's how!" he spat, " You don't know what his intentions are! He could have anything up his sleeve! You can't trust people like that! He say's he's from Central, how the hell do you know he's telling the truth!?"

"Well why the hell would- what the hell would he be doing here if his intentions were anything but working on automail with me!?" She shot back, bewildered.

Ed laughed bitterly, "Oh I don't know!" He cried, "Maybe because you're a vulnerable girl living alone! Maybe because you're in the middle of nowhere, where no one can hear you cry out or-"

"Or maybe because he actually believed I was a good mechanic! Ever though of that possibility, eh!?" She screamed, her voice echoing around workshop as she glared dramatically at him. Ed looked away.

"I'm just saying, win."

Winry ignored that clenching of her heart when he called her that.

"And so am I, Ed." She said softly, "You know, it's okay to trust people. Rez is really a nice guy, I'm certain you would get along with him if you tried."

"I'm sure he's just lovely."

Winry tried to ignore the sarcasm dripping in his voice as he looked away again. She sighed.

"Right. Edward, please. This is stupid. Is it because he's staying in this house? You know, its not like he's doing any harm- he's only here for a few more months and-"

"How long has he been staying here?" He asked, suddenly facing her.

"Around a month."

"A month!?"

"Yeah."

"A month!?" He repeated, his mouth hanging open as if he had just seen a ghost.

"Yes, Edward, a month! 28 days! A twelve of the year! How ever you want to phrase it! What is with you!?"

Ed finally closed his mouth, folding his arms over his chest and looking thoughtful.

"Where does he sleep?" He asked, dismissing her question.

"In-In his own room, of course!" She glared, readying herself with wrench just in case he asked anything indecent.

"His own room?" Ed asked, eyes raised.

"Yes! In his own room! Why!?"

"Where's his room?"

"What!?\

"Where's his room!?"

"Stop repeating yourself! Its like you're a stuck record or something-"

"Win, where's he been sleeping?"

And within seconds Edward was on his feet, walking towards the door and pulling a shirt over his naked torso. Winry stormed to his side just as he was opening the large door, but she slammed it shut before he could progress any further into the house. Golden eyes found Baby blue.

"Let me go out, I need to check something…"

"Ed!" Winry muttered. "Please, tell me what your problem is here."

Ed ripped his eyes from hers, concentrating on the floor. "I just need to know who he really is."

"You worry too much," Winry said after a moment of silence. "He's just my friend- an apprentice. He's a real gentlemen Ed, and I'm sure you'd like him once you get to know him!"

"And what makes you think I'd want to do that?"

"Please," Winry said in such a voice that sounded unlike her that made him look up. "For me."


Edward scowled at the older man across the table. Then he scowled at Winry. Then at Al. All three were laughing together, Winry showing them something- he had no idea what or why, but they obviously found it rather amusing. He didn't. In fact, he couldn't stand it. He didn't know if it was because she was paying attention to someone other than him or Al, and he didn't know if it was because she was so close to this man wearing such small shorts and such a revealing top. He didn't know if it was because her eyes were lit up so brilliantly around him, or the smile she wore near Rez. The smile she kept for him and Al only. He did know one thing though; he wasn't jealous.

Angry, pissed, ready to beat the hell out of this guy for even being in the same room as Winry, sure. Jealous? No. He just didn't trust Rez. His stupid blonde stylish haircut, shades perched on top of the mess, his annoying boyish grin, the idiotic way he moved, he walked, the fact that he…

Ed was going to hate himself for thinking this.

…was taller than him. He didn't trust any of it. But most of all, he didn't trust the mans eyes. The second his eyes had met Rez's, he knew they belonged to someone who had killed. He would never be jealous of someone who had murdered.

Ed's eyes darkened, he wanted to know this guys real story, and he wanted him as far away from his best friend as possible. He couldn't believe how long they had been living together before him and Al had shown up.

That's what you get for calling more than once every two weeks for a five second catch up. He thought, anger clenching his heart at his own stupidness. How could he have known she was idiotic enough to just let him in and live with her? Didn't she realise just how dangerous some people were?

His hands slammed onto the table, causing three heads to jump up and look at him as he rose from the table. Giving them a quick look over, he walked from the room.

"I'm going out."

Winry watched him go, concern etching her features. She looked to Al, then back to Rez.

"Is he alright?" Rez asked, peering through the window to see the back of his red coat flapping slightly in the breeze as he walked away.

"I don't know…" Winry muttered. She began to walk towards the door in hopes of following the alchemist, when a hand made contact with her shoulder.

"Don't" Rez said, "I'll go speak with him."

"But-"

"Win, please. I think I may have upset him."

Before Winry could react, he was already out the door. She looked helplessly at Al, who she knew would have the same confused look on his face if he could. She smiled slightly.

"C'mon then Ed, tell me what you and Ed had been up to then."


Edward stared at the river. He didn't know why he had ended up here, of all places. Maybe it was because it held some of his fondest memories of the world before it had turned so dark. His father leaving had been something he could deal with, because he had his mother and Al and Winry and his friends. He could spend countless days with Al on one side and Winry on the other, both eager to find new adventures with him, and they would spend innumerable hours on the swing hanging from the tree, or just simply being by each others sides, being naïve and not realising just how much they had. He wanted so badly to live those memories again, to be able to swing Winry around in his arms as she practically flew at him in the sunset. Being able to wrestle with his brother over who got to have the last of the cake their mother had made and both being able to actually consume it. Seeing his mum smile as he held out a newly transmuted toy, her eyes lighting up and thanking him….

"Ed?"

Edward snapped from his thoughts. He thought for a second the person calling him was Al. It wasn't.

"What?" Ed replied, rather rudely.

"Look," Rez said, taking a considerable amount of steps towards him. Ed thought for a second that by the look he was giving him, he was going to punch him. He didn't, but Ed stepped back anyway.

"Look at what?"

Rez sighed. "Fine. Listen."

"What?" Ed asked again, feeling himself get more pissed by the second.

"Do you have a problem with me?"

Yes. Ed thought. I do. I have a problem with you, your stupid lies and your stupid face. And your stupid-

Ed was going to hate himself for thinking this twice in one day.

-Stupid height.

"No." Ed decided, an image of Winry's pleading face flashing into his mind.

"Thank god!" Rez grinned, letting out a relieved sigh. "I thought I'd done something!" He chuckled, "What's up then?"

"How do you know this isn't how I always act?"" Ed asked, eyes narrowing. "You weren't born here. You've never met me. For all you know, I could be like this all the time."

"You aren't." Rez said, his face bright and shining.

"How the hell would you know!?" Ed shot back, feeling the urge to hit the bastard who was acing like he actually knew him.

"Because I know Winry. She tells me things."

And that only made his feel more pissed.

'She told me we'd get along.'

Those words seemed- that name- managed to stop Edward from tackling Rez to the floor. He let his hand relax at his side. She didn't deserve to have two of her friends fighting. He huffed, sticking his hands into his pockets.

"I have automail too, you know."

Ed rose his head in shock. Winry hadn't mentioned that.

"You do?" He found himself asking, so surprised he forgot to sound angry.

"Yeah. My leg." He lifted his trouser leg, revealing the shining metal.

"H-how?" Ed asked, feeling curious and trying to not forget his anger at Rez.

"My sister…." Rez looked at the flowing river, dropping the trouser leg back down, his hands inside his pockets. The two teens watched the water as Rez explained.


Ooohhh! C: Thanks so much for your reviews, guys! Lemme replllyyy! –gets all sparkly eyed-

Story writer568 – Thanks so much! C: I'm glad you can't wait! (That sounds so mean! Sorry! ) Yeah Ed/Win forever!

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T.: Thanks you so much!! Your review made me really think things through, and, well, thanks! I didn't realise I was making so many mistakes xD, I"m not a good writer at all, I understand, and I'm really really sorry if it bothered you! And to answer some questions; I'm sorry! I've stopped using apostrophise in case it bothered you ^^ ! Oh, and I"m so sorry for mixing site and sight up so much! I read through it and found two times I did that- please tell me if there's anything more I can do. If you don't like this chapter, I'm afraid there isn't much I can do for you but try harder in the next one, I'm truly sorry if its rubbish!

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