Tonight

A/N: Thank you for reviewing. You guys are amazing. Zahchi, Harryswoman, Gisel0202, awesomenaruto, and madman42.

(.2011)

.Sin.

x. The Beginning .x

The night was finally there. Edward was up in his room getting dressed with Al there to help. Well he was doing a lot more commenting than helping. Brotherly love was something Ed hated sometimes, especially when it came to him doing something embarrassing like taking their childhood friend out for a romantic time on the town. Al couldn't get enough of that.

"I wonder why Winry would want to go with you," Al laughed, laying back on the bed and looking up to the ceiling. The man wasn't mean, not by any means, but he loved to tease his brother.

"At least I have a date, Al. Shut your trap!" Edward yelled over to him as he pulled on his slacks and buckled his belt. He was wearing an outfit that Mustang gave him. It was a bit old, but it fit him perfectly. Roy had a bit more of a build to him than Ed did, but the suit was from his younger years. It actually gave Edward great pleasure to be able to fit into the man's clothes. A few years back and the thing would have looked like a child trying on his father's clothes.

"I've had dates before!" Alphonse defended, his cheeks turning a warmer red color from the conversation. He had been on a few dates since he went with Mei, but none of them were all that great. The girls were a little too pushy and Al, being inexperienced would just end up taking them home early and going back to studying. With his teenage years being spent with only his brother and moving around, Al had never had time for dating. "That looks pretty nice," he commented as his brother slipped on the vest to the suit.

"Yea, who knew that Mustang had style?" Ed laughed, fixing the cuff of the dress shirt. When he began to fix the left cuff he noticed it was burned. This should come as no shock to Edward. Roy was the flame alchemist; it was likely that in training he got burned a few times. But, it was a little strange that his cuff would be burned and Edward had seen the man's hand's many times. There were no scars from being burned. Ed frowned. The general must have been hiding something. No one could withstand burns like that and not scar.

"Are you alright, brother?" Al asked, noticing the way that Ed looked at the cuff. He had that look that he always got when he didn't know something. Al knew that this wasn't the time to be thinking of other things. His brother needed to be thinking about the night ahead of him. Al sighed and got off of the bed, stepping behind his brother. He was almost surprised to see that his brother had a few inches on him. Maybe when his body was with Truth Ed was keeping it alive. Once Al got his body back his brother seemed to have had a growth spurt. The same happened to him once he became healthy again. Al reached up and pulled the band that held Edwards hair in his pony tail out. He watched as his brother's hair fell over his shoulders. "You should trim your hair, brother,"

Ed snapped back to reality and looked at himself in the mirror. His hair was draped over his shoulders in a messy fashion. Ed hated cutting his hair. He liked it to be long, but Al was right. It was getting a bit long. Ed reached up and scratched his hair, smiling softly. "Yea, I really should. But, I don't have time," he said, fishing out his old pocket watch and looking at the time. He had not given it back when he lost his alchemy; Edward kept the beaten watch with his memory in it. There was no reason to give it back. "The train will be here soon," he muttered, walking to the hall and grabbing his leather jacket. He shoved his hand into the pockets and brought out the brown bag that Mustang had given him. As he removed it something else fell from his pocket and landed on the floor. He bent down and grabbed the letter that was given to him at the train station.

Ed slapped his palm to his forehead. It was a letter that was meant for Winry. He had forgotten about it when he had made it to the house. "Brother, what are you doing?" Al asked, stepping out of the room himself and looking over Ed's shoulder. He smiled and bent down, taking it from him. "No wonder you guys were surprised when Mei and I got here!" he said, flipping the letter over and looking at the back. It was held closed by the royal mark of Xing. "We sent this a while back, I knew it wouldn't get here much sooner than we would. It's just a letter telling Winry we were going to drop by before heading to Central," he said, placing it on the small table behind him that held a single lamp.

"Well, at least it was nothing important," Ed said, getting to his feet and grinning. He pushed his hair out of his face before walking back into his room to finish getting ready.

"Not important!" Al yelled, following behind him. "I'm glad we're not important enough to you!"

x. Central .x

General Mustang looked out of the large window in his office. All of the others had gone home for the day, having finished their work. He wanted some time alone anyway. It was quite around there without Edward. It was almost calming. Roy knew that Hawkeye must have enjoyed it. The man sighed and walked over to his desk, picking up a small trinket that he had gotten a few years before on his birthday. He smiled softly and rolled it around in his hand. He knew who had given it to him, but the package that was on his desk held no name.

"General?" Roy's head snapped over to the door where Riza stood, wearing her casual clothing. Her hair was not pinned up as it normally was, she wore more make up than usual, and she looked great. This was not the first time Roy had seen the woman like that, he just really enjoyed to see it. But, there had to be a reason for her to come over there on her time off. Though, if anyone was going to stay long hours it was her.

"Yes, Lieutenant?" Roy asked, as he placed the small glass trinket back onto his desk top. "Is there something wrong?" he asked, crossing the room over to her. The look on her face was not one of worry, it was one of kindness, but she looked a little stressed.

"Don't tell me you have forgotten what needs to be done today, sir," she said, giving him a soft smile as she leaned on the door. Roy sighed. It had hit him why she would be there. Every year this had to happen, and a few times he had gotten out of it, but now he knew she wanted him to ride her of the print. After what could have happened with the Homunculi.

"Oh, how stupid of me. It had slipped my mind," he said, grabbing his jacket and pulling it on. "We should get started then I guess," Roy muttered, passing her at the door frame. Just as the two were walking down the hall an officer caught Mustang's eye. The man was no one he had ever seen. He looked like he may be someone from Drachma. He had light brown hair and dark eyes, two signs already.

"Solider," Roy stopped, looking the man right in the eyes. There was just something he didn't like about him. He wanted to know who he was. The man stopped in his tracks and saluted Mustang as all would, but there was something different. He didn't look worried at all. "State your name," he commanded.

"Privet Paul Lessir," he said, not taking his eyes away from Roy's. This made Roy nervous, most wouldn't be able to look at his face for too long. They feared him, as they should. This man was either really smart or really stupid. He wanted to know which it was. But, at the moment he had other things to do.

"As you were," he said, walking past him with Riza by his side. As they got down the hall he muttered, "Find out all you can about that man tomorrow," to the woman beside him.

Hawkeye nodded and brought an umbrella out of her purse as they got to the door, "Couldn't risk your gloves getting wet, sir. There is something strange going on," she said, walking outside with the man. It was too soon to tell, but there was something strange going on in Central.

Roy's mind left the strange man when he remembered what he would be doing when they got to his home. He hated what he had to do, what he promised to do. He could already smell the burning flesh.

x. Resembool .x

Edward stood at the door, his jacket held by one arm and his hand on the door knob. He didn't know what he was going to do when Winry came down those stairs. His knees were already buckled, trying not to shake as he stood there with Pinako and Al. He felt like a love stricken puppy. It was the scariest moment of his life, seeing the woman of his dream, done up. He hadn't gotten to see her the whole day through. Her and Mei had been in her room getting her ready.

Finally, Mei came down stairs. She was dressed sloppily compared to normal. She wore baggy pants and a t-shirt. There were bags under her eyes and her hair was thrown up in a bun. She must have been working pretty hard. Edward didn't know how she would have to work so hard. Winry was a beautiful girl; she didn't need too much makeup and stuff.

"She is finally done," Mei said, taking a seat on the couch and fanning herself with her hand. "She couldn't pick what to wear," she laughed softly, leaning back, not taking her eyes off of Edward the whole time. She had to see his reaction to how pretty Winry looked.

Ed almost didn't want to look. He was so nervous. He had no idea what to expect at the moment. She must look amazing and he wouldn't know what to say. He would look like a fool in front of everyone. So, he turned and looked at the wood of the door, waiting for her to come down. As he stood there he heard the sound of high heels on the floor. He began to bit his bottom lip, wanting to turn around and look at her so badly. He just couldn't. He wanted to see her away from everyone else. Ed didn't want to look like a fool.

"Wow, Winry! You look amazing!" he heard Alphonse practically yell. He bit harder on his bottom lip, keeping his eyes on the door. He had to get outside. Away from everyone's eyes.

"Thank you, Al," Winry's voice rang in his ears. "Ed? Are you okay," she seemed to be right behind him. Good, they could get outside. He was ready to get out of there. The house was becoming warmer and warmer.

"I'm fine," he muttered, opening the door and taking a step out. "Are you ready?"

"If you would turn around you might know," Pinako snapped. She was right to snap at him. Edward was being very rude, but he couldn't do it. He was too afraid of how he may look. But, he didn't seem to have much else he could do. He needed to turn around and be a man about it.

Ed sighed softly then took a deep breath of the cool air outside. He turned quickly on his heels and looked at the woman behind him. Ed was right, she looked amazing. It was more than amazing. He didn't even have the words for how great she looked. His eyes were so wide he looked as if they were about to roll back and he would pass right out.

Winry wore a tight red dress that stopped a couple of inches above her pale knees. Her shoes were shiny black, closed toed, heels that gave her a few inches. Her hair was curled just right and she wore it down and long. Her face was made up very simply. The whole outfit was so simple, but so perfect. In her hands she held a small overnight suitcase with her and Edward's clothes for the next day.

"Winry…" Ed muttered, walking over to her slowly. He looked at her once again, looking deep into her eyes. He just wanted to kiss her right there. There was only one problem, the whole family was there. He couldn't show affection in front of them. Instead his whole face burned a bright red and he snatched the suitcase out of her hands. "You shouldn't be carrying that," he covered up, grinning as he stumbled to the door. "Let's get going! Our train will be here soon," he said, going down the stairs before he got the chance to look back at her.

A/N: This chapter is a bit short as well. I'm sorry about that, but it was a really good place to stop. I thought I would also put in a little bit of Royia. Now, the things with that part is that you probably will not see any of that again, with the strange man. I was just thinking that I could make another story later that has to do with that. I just wanted to sprinkle it into this story as well. And also awesomenaruto I will put a flashback for you in the next chapter.