This chap was inspired by the recent snowfall :D

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"Edward, where are your shoes?"

The blonde lazily gestured to the ragged boots lying in the thickening sheets of snow, looking as if they'd seen better days. His cheeks had a slight tint to them, the cold air stung his sinuses, and his beautiful golden hair was a tangled mess, dampened with delicate white flakes falling like rain from the branches above.

Roy sighed. Edward hadn't bothered bringing a jacket. He was dressed in a frail dress shirt, the sleeves rolled to his elbows and the thin material damply clung to his chest, revealing the metal bolted to his shoulder.

"I'm surprised you're not cold"

"The only part of me that's cold right now is my ass. That's what I get for sitting on the floor..."

The Colonel grimaced as lumps of ice trailed down his back, leaving a wet trail on his already shivering skin. "I hope you don't start making a habit of doing this"

Edward craned his neck to the man towering behind him, brushing the flakes from his blonde bangs. "Couldn't sleep..."

"Next time, perhaps you could spend the night looking at these"

The photographed arrays fell from Roy's gloved fingers, landing in a scattered heap on the teens lap. Each picture was numbered and dated, stating when and where each array had appeared, as well as the location.

"I'll look later, my brains a little seized up right now" Ed stifled a yawn. "And one more thing, quit stalking me."

Roy looked down at the blonde with a mock expression of hurt across his face, which soon faded into the usual sarcastic smile specially reserved for Edward. He hadn't had the chance to use it for a few years. It didn't have the same effect on any other being.

"Of course. If were together too often, people might make the assumption I like you! Now that just wouldn't do..." the Colonel trailed back through his footprints and into the small maze of woodland, brushings the flakes from his raven hair. Roy made sure to tread carefully. He knew if he fell now, the blonde would never let him here the end of it.

"You really are a bastard"

Roy stopped in his tracks. "That's not what I said Ed-" As he turned back to face the blonde, he was rewarded with a pelt in the face. Ice smeared across his cheek, numbing his already frozen skin.

"Got to admit, I've got a pretty good aim"

Roy smiled menacingly, and slowly retraced his steps towards Ed. "Unlucky for you Edward, I'm not too bad myself" the Colonel lazily kicked a thick mound of snow in the teens direction, showering him with light snow. Ed brushed the flakes from his face and slowly rose to his feet, gaze fixed on the man who began to back away, hovering nearby a crowd of thick trees.

Roy quickly disappeared into the thick maze of trees. Pressing his back to the damp bark he wondered how long it had been since he willingly ventured out into the snow. Usually, he avoided winter weather as much as possible, which wasn't hard as most of his time was spent in an office dealing with paper work. He definitely didn't loath the soldiers who were sent on assignments. Winter. He loathed it. Detested it. But that wouldn't stop him from enjoying himself just this once...

Edward grinned as he walked through the clearing. Had the man really been so stupid? There was no use in Roy hiding. His tracks were clearly printed in the snow, leading the blonde like a trail. As Ed looked back at his own prints, he realised his shoes were still missing. But that didn't matter. The memories that had recently been relived in his mind had been pushed aside for now. He had business to attend to.

The trail disappeared behind a large oak tree. The teen trod slowly, pressing his back to the bark. Smiling at the large lump of white in his hand, he was glad he had no feeling in his fingers. The joints in his metal fingers marked the ball of snow he nursed in his hand. Ed peered behind the tree ready to throw puzzled to find no one standing there. The prints had stopped. Where else could the man have gone? Golden orbs glanced up at the tree, quickly dismissing the thought. There was no way the Colonel could have climbed the thing, with his increasing age and all... it would be too strenuous in his old age.

The blonde turned on his heel, only to be greeted with a freezing sensation smack into his cheek. A smug looking Roy casually leaned back onto another tree looking rather pleased with himself.

"Shut up" the blonde smiled, wiping the flakes from his golden lashes. He walked over to the Colonel, dragging his feet through the snow like a plough. He caught the man unaware, clamping his metal palm to his cheek. It was highly amusing to watch the grown man squirm under his touch. When the teen pulled back, the Colonel cradled his face as if he'd just received a punch. The blonde merely smiled and began to walk back to his usual spot beneath the large oak tree.

He returned to find his black pumps hanging from a high branch, the laces tangled messily.

"Defiantly a bastard." He smiled.

"EDWARD!!" an unmistakable voice boomed as the door creaked on it hinges. Ed winced, nursing his protesting eardrums.

"Were have you been?!"

"For a walk." He replied coolly, as if it were the most obvious answer in the world. The teen walked past a fuming Winry who appeared to be glaring daggers, and slumped into a chair close to the fire, his brother eyeing him suspiciously.

"Next time could you give us a little more notice before disappearing in the middle of the night?!"

Ed groaned, looking over to his team mates he apologised silently. At times like this, words were not needed, and they definitely wouldn't make him any better off. The mechanic folded her arms crossly. More than crossly, and demanded an immediate explanation. The blonde in the armchair continued to dwell in his thoughts as if he had heard nothing, enjoying the heat thawing his numb, stinging cheeks.

"You're not going to drop this are you?" he sighed.

"Do you have anything to say for yourself?! Do you have any idea how worried I was?" the teen lowered his head silently like a scolded child. After all these years he still hadn't become immune to Winrys strong temper. It was getting harder and harder to deal with as time went on. Havoc and Risa looked over to the blonde sympathetically. Roy just smiled smugly, enjoying every last second of the teens lecture.

"Edward Elric! You selfish-"

"Shut up." Winry silenced, wondering if she had heard correctly.

"What?"

"I don't want to be rude to you Win, but I will if I have to"

"How dare you! Aren't you just a little sorry?"

"For what exactly? Going for a walk?"

"Your bed was empty! Not even a note! Al was worried sick about you!"

"Don't bring Al into this! You're not using him to make me feel guilty!"

"You can't trust us? Is that it? Why don't you let us know what's going on in your head for once Edward?!"

"IT WAS JUST A WALK!" the teen bellowed. "I couldn't sleep! Happy now? Now you can put your mind at rest!" Ed stood, towering over the blonde. He'd remained silent for long enough.

"I'm eighteen years old! EIGHTEEN. I don't need your permission to do anything; I'm not a child anymore! I grew up a long time ago, and it's about time everyone noticed!"

"Don't talk to her like that brother..." Al mumbled. "Every time you walk out that door, I wonder if I'll ever see you again!"

"I'm sorry Al. Leaving you for two years wasn't part of the plan... But I didn't have a choice. I never stopped thinking about you, I didn't even know if you were alive!" "But... I hope you'll forgive me for screwing up your childhood so badly..."

"I could never blame you Ed"

"I won't leave you again. Not if I can help it"

It wasn't until that moment, that Al and Winry noticed the change in Edward. As he stood beside them, it wasn't the short blonde pictured in their heads that they saw. It was a young adult.

Sorry that was a little on the short side.

Ahh Ed, your back five minutes and you manage to have another fight already.

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