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Ed: Where the Hell did she go this time? (Shame on you, Ed! Bad language! -.-)

Winry: The closet.

Ed: The…closet…?

Winry: She locked herself in there until she got this chapter typed and posted…

Ed: Ah…So, hey, was this the romance chapter she was talking about so much recently?

Winry: Actually, yes! She said she's very excited about it. –laughs-

Ed: Why does she tell you all of these things, anyway? She's my fangirl.

Winry: You wouldn't understand, Ed. So don't worry about it, 'kay? Anyway, Fangirl doesn't own or says she owns FullMetal Alchemist, even though she wishes she did.

Ed: Hey! Answer me!

Scary Ominous Voice: You're part of the page is up! You two need shut up and let the story go on!

Ed and Winry: -back away slowly and then make a mad dash for the door-

Side note: I'm evil. EVIILLLL! This chapter was super long, so…;3 You'll hate me for this, I promise. x'D Just wait until the end. You thought violent cliffhangers were bad? Pssh. Just see the one that requires no fighting whatsoever. ;3

Chapter Six: The Letter (Part One)

"Good morning, Miss Riza!"

Winry cheerfully opened the door, though her smile was only as big as she could muster. The entire house seemed to be pretty gloomy since Ed arrived back home and had the surgery.

"Hello, Winry." The sniper woman smiled and looked at the younger girl. "How is Edward doing?"

"Not…awesome." (Inwardly, she snickered because of how much Ed used that word.) "He's running a fever, so he's asleep right now." Winry's face fell, only slightly. Then she looked up at Riza. "Would you like to come inside?"

"Oh, no, I have to get back to HQ and take care of things." Winry noticed the small sweat-drop Hawkeye tried to cover up. "But will you please give this to Ed?"

"Of course!" The girl answered with a smile and took the envelope from Riza's hand.

"But, please, Winry. If Ed wants you to read it, he'll let you. Don't read it with his permission. That's an ord—" Riza paused, smiled to herself, and began again. "Just don't, okay?"

Winry nodded, and the two women said their goodbyes. With that, Riza waltzed off to her car and Winry shut the door with a small sigh.

No reading…

Winry nodded, and marched off to her room.

.

Three days passed. Ed still hadn't been in good enough condition to read yet (yay fevers…?) and Winry was constantly finding herself edging towards the filing cabinet she put the letter in days before. Eventually Winry figured out what was in the envelope. The letter was addressed from Edward, to 'all whom it may concern.'

And this was just on the front.

Every time she caught herself formulating a quick plan to read it, she'd curse herself and say she didn't really need to know what Ed's last words might have been, because he was alive. Right?

The next night, it was late, and curiosity was poking and prodding Winry so much to the point she couldn't even sleep. She sat straight up in bed, and groaned. She'd never sleep for the rest of her life if this kept up.

…

So now it was a health issue, eh?

Ed surely couldn't complain if she read it because her life depended on it. Right?

Of course. He had no way to criticize if he found out, now (at least that's what she told herself. Of course, she knew she'd feel bad for getting into his business like that later, especially if it was really personal. But, alas, this was a risk she was willing to take).

The trip downstairs seemed to take years as she tried to muffle her steps and cringed as each step squeaked.

The filing cabinet drawer seemed to open much louder than usual that night, and she winced as she slowly pulled it open, as muffled as possible. Callused, pale fingers slipped down in between the folders inside the cold, metal drawer, and pulled the 'forbidden' letter.

Of course, Winry had a reason then, so the labeling as 'forbidden' was officially taken off.

More like unofficially and personally, but little details, little details.

She held the envelope between her fingers like it was a fragile prize that if even held the wrong was would make it go up in flames and be lost forever, not to mention burning the living snot out of your hands in the process. ((Me: o.o Dangerous, aren't you Ed? You even can make a letter hurt people…HA! I ALWAYS KNEW YOU WERE EVEN THAT AMAZING! BUT IT DOESN'T EVEN MATTER BECAUSE—))

She made the trip up the stairs a little swifter and more graceful this time, but she swore the world was against her due to her door's loudmouth self. ((Me: JERK-FACE PARENTHESE! CUTTING OFF MY FANGIRL RANT LIKE THAT!))

Nothing wanted to be quiet, huh?

She eventually sat down in the chair at her work desk in her room in one piece, thankful she hadn't woken anyone up.

At least she didn't think so.

Opening the envelope, she slid out its contents quietly and noticed as a much smaller square feel out in the process. She glanced from the regular sheet of paper in her hand, to the square on her desk, until she noticed how the smaller piece was folded.

She smiled, and put the first letter back in the envelope.

Because, you know, not everyone would get a personal letter from Edward Elric as a 'I went out to war and never came back.'

She picked up the note and studied it. She could remember clearly, way back when, when she used to fold a piece of paper exactly like that the same way multiple times during English class. Passing notes had always been fun, and silly ((Me: For more details, read my story "Pass Notes"! x3)), but what could you expect?

You know, they'd always really liked eachoth—Woah! Wait, did she almost just think that?

Silly thoughts from a complex-minded girl. Winry shook her head, sending sheets of blonde hair swishing around her, and smiled sheepishly as a deep scarlet heated up her face.

Taking in a deep breath, the girl slowly opened up the sheet of cream-colored paper.

She began:

"Dear Winry…"

Fear the cliffhanger. Yes. ;3 You don't even know what it says. Isn't it AWFUL? x'D This is a relatively long chapter, so I split it up. :3 And I wanted a cliffy. xD

Ed: You just wanted more chapters because you already know how you'll end it and you're afraid if you don't give it enough chapters you won't get nearly the amount of readers you want. This being said, you are trying to put unneeded drama into an already plenty dramatic story.

Me: …Winry told you what happens next, didn't she?

Ed: …-sweatdrop- Yes!

Me: Heh. ;3

Reviwes are lobve-filled! :heart!:

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