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Over-Protective

Chapter 22

Time To Get Serious

(FM59: I just love Megaman!)

Somewhere in Central

" It's time I got serious," Ed said to himself. He charged towards Envy, who was waiting impatiently for his opponent. He lifted his automail blade and punctured Envy's arm. "Stupid brat," he said as he roughly pulled out the blade. Ed quickly grabbed his shirt and threw him down to the middle. He quickly clapped his hands and slammed them on the ground. A light began to arise from the ground. " How did you--!" Envy began to cough up some of his stones, but not nearly enough to keep him front fighting back.

He hastily ran out of the circle and morphed into Edward. He clapped his hands and turned his automail into a blade and ran to the real Ed just above him. Let's see how you like having a blade stuck in your arm! Envy ran towards him and pierced his blade into Ed's shoulder, luckily not hitting anything vital, but hurt nevertheless. " Ahh!" he screamed, accidentally.

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The scream caught everyone's attention in the room next to them. " Edward/Brother!" Winry and Al yelled worriedly. She began to run towards the door but Al grabbed her arm, " No, I'll go. If he saw you run into danger, he would blame me for it!" So he ran in, leaving an angry Winry behind. Why can't they let me go at least once? Wait a minute, what happened to Lust?

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" Brother!" Alphonse screamed as he approached his older brother. He lightly hovered his hand over the wound. " What happe--?"

" Envy and Lust ran out through window up there," he said, weakly pointing to a high window, " We have to catch them."

" Forget it! I'm taking you home...again!"

Central - Ed and Al's room

Winry had just finished patching up Ed's wound. " You know, Winry, I almost forgot that you had to know something about medicine, your parents being doctors and everything."

" Well thanks," she said giving him a quick peck on the lips. Just then Al walked in. " Are you feeling better?"

" Yup! Hey could I talk to him in private please?" Winry crossed her arms. " Aw, c'mon Win..." She sighed and walked out the door. Once she was gone, he put on his serious face. Al took a seat next to him. " I came so close to finally taking down that palm tree."

" But don't you need something of their previous life?"

" That's what I missed. What better to use other than," he shifted his arm to his shoulder, " his own blood. We are related."

" What?! Where did you here that?!"

" That stupid 'thing' started to turn into our brother. He told me right before he left." Ed said sighing, thinking about the previous night. Al looked down, obviously taken by surprise, " How is that possible?"

" I don't know, but it's the truth."

" How do you know? Maybe he was trying to trick you or something..." Ed shook his head, " No, it's the truth, Al. His face looked just like him."

After a while, Al had left the room. Ed stayed in a thinking position as he lay on his bed. How could he have a son that long ago? He furiously punched the wall. " How could that bastard have a son so long ago?!"

" Edward? Are you ok?" Winry asked as she brought in a plate of food. " Yeah." Her eyes softened as she proceeded towards him. " Al said that you probably wouldn't be down for a while, so I thought I could bring your food to you." She placed the plate at the foot of his bed. She walked to the front of the bed and pecked his lips.

It seemed that he didn't notice it though. She gave him a quick hug, and it seemed that he noticed it a little more. She looked to where he had punched and her eyes widened. Maybe I should let him be alone this time. " I'll leave it here so you can eat it when your hungry." As she turned around, she heard him run over.

He grabbed her arm and spun her around. Fiercely planting his lips to hers, he pushed her up against the wall. It seems I have to get serious with everything, he thought to himself. She moaned slightly. Ed, not use to the sound, jumped back. " Sorry! Are you ok?" Winry, not use to it as well, said, " I'm fine..." He sighed. Ok, maybe not that serious. " Too quick?"

" No, just not expected." With that she grabbed Ed's shirt and pulled him to her. She slid off his black, long sleeve jacket, leaving him with only his black tank top. Winry turned around and pulled him down on his bed with her. As he was sprawled on top of her, he didn't do anything. Well, more, he didn't know what to do. " What should I do?"

" What do your instincts tell you?" He shot his head back at hers and flashed his goofy grin. Easy... He, once again, slammed his lips on hers. He glided his arms to her back, trying to deepen the kiss. Instead she jumped up a bit at the cold touch of his automail. Damn automail, she thought, for the first time, bitterly about automail. " Ok, that's it. Edward get up."

" Stupid instincts!" She slapped her forehead. " Not that." She pulled out her wrench and ran over to his right arm. " Oh no, you're taking off my automail? That's not fair!"

" And why not? I'm not going to do this with a cold touch of automail. This is the only time I would like the feel of flesh and bone. But of course only your arm because I am not taking off your pants." He turned a cherry red.

" Well, it's not fair because...now you have an advantage!"

Fullmetal59: Look, I made it longer because I knew that I owed you guys at least that. Oh yeah, and I changed my mind about making it close to the end. So I'm sorry but it looks like the people who like this story are going to have to deal with me for a bit longer. Oh, Conscience? (C: Yes?) Do you know who them people ar-- (Shuffling coming from the back room) (V: Don't mind us, just please REVIEW!)