GRAAAAAAAAAAAA! (explodes!) "..." (pieces self back together) There! There's your god damn lemon! GAH! I don't know why, but this one seemed to just keep on going and going and going and going...and you get the point. I couldn't end it! It just wouldn't happen. So what I said "F--- IT! IT'LL BE 5000 SOME ODD WORDS LONG!" ...sure enough...it was...(dies)

But anyway, I put the whole thing in there, no sencorship...I did keep it tasteful though, so I'm pretty sure FF won't eat my ass for breaking the TOS. I kept it as innocent as an M rating will get.

Here you go, your eye-rapingly-long-lemon-chapter, as promised!
Enjoy!

Chapter 18 - Every Heart - Part 2
"Let's hear this story then." Hohenheim broke the silence. The girls had just walked in the door and sat down in the living room. Aria sat quietly in between Ed and Al as Winry was out in the kitchen doing the dishes. She was aware of what was going on with Aria, so doing the dishes was more of a priority.

Aria inhaled and then exhaled deeply. "It's not that long of a story; just a depressing one is all." She said with a twinge of sadness. "It actually started before I was born. My mother's business was in dept and she needed to get a loan at the bank to help with her due's until she fixed the current money situation. My father acted without my mom knowing and signed a contract saying that my mom was to give her first born's hand. To be married to the banker's son or daughter that is, depending on what she had. She couldn't get any credit anywhere else, so my father thought that was the only option. Dad was nice, but not very smart, he thought that being married to the bankers son would have made me happy and wealthy. Boy was he wrong."

Aria changed positions on the coach. "Mom wasn't able to do hard manual labor due to back problems, so she was completely strapped for cash. Considering she didn't want to live in poverty, in a way, they really didn't have any other choice." She smiled somewhat. "On a good note, it worked, mom's business was great and we became well known. She was pregnant at the time Dad signed the pre-contract, so after her child was born, they had to sign the follow up. That's the one we have." Aria stated as she pointed over to the table on the edge of the coach.

"Right here." He grabbed it and placed it on the coffee table in front of them. Their father picked it up and skimmed it. "Aria's mom was the one who wrote the second contract, I guess she thought that the banker was going to try something sneaky if he wrote it, so her mom wrote it instead. Considering they couldn't break the first one, she stuck a loophole in the second one." Al said as his father eyed the papers.

"So what's this miraculous loophole?" He asked looking over the top of his glasses at his son's little friend.

Aria smiled. "If I get my birth record name changed back to my mother's maiden name, it'll void the contract and I'll be able to legally divorce Felix. The contract states very clearly that 'Aria Renne Heket' has to be married to Felix, but if Aria Heket doesn't exist, then the contract is void and will no longer hold me." She lowered her head and smiled. "The only problem now is the wait."

"Yeah." Ed chimed in. "Even with my position in the military, I couldn't scare them into putting a rush on the name change forms; apparently there's some sort of back up with mail away papers recently." Ed said as a general statement to the room, not really directed at anyone in particular.

"I guess that makes sense." Hohenheim stated; everyones attention turned to him, even Edward looked at him. "That's actually the reason I'm here. You remember that uprising in Lior with Cornello's old followers?"

"Yeah, what does that have to do with it?" Ed asked, he instantly became worried.

Hohenheim sighed. "There's been some group of people changing their names, trying to hide from the law. The sketchy situations they were coming from made a lot of others go on hold for the investigation of these people. Sometimes there would be two or three of the same papers signed and passed in from the same people, they got really bogged down with work. Then there was a report that Second Lieutenant Havoc submitted, he stated that the man who detonated the bombs in the church got away. He looked scraggly and unwashed. He also said that he had a wild look in his eyes, almost like he was insane. The police officers across the country were asked to keep an eye out for him. They did a background check on the guy who got away, and apparently he was one of the people who submitted numerous name change papers. Each one filled with discrepancies." Hohenheim crossed his arms and his expression became serious.

He continued. "He, or someone who matches his description, was spotted in the next town over, so I've been sent out to investigate. Seeing as how you were busy, and this was my home town, they thought it was befitting for me to go."

"What's this guy wanted for?" Al asked, a hint of worry in his voice.

Hohenheim sighed. "Man slaughter." The room fell deadly silent. There was a killer, and he was on the loose. It didn't sit well with any of them.

Ed nodded and asked. "Are there any photo's?" Hohenheim shook his head. "So we really don't have all that much to go on...I take it that's why you came here...you're looking for our help with this." Ed raised an eyebrow. A killer was really nothing new, Edward had dealt with Barry, this guy was probably no different; not to mention, if he was in the state that his father said he was in, it was more than likely that he wasn't all there, even less so than Barry.

The older man agreed. "Looking for one person in a city of thousands is a little difficult. He was spotted in the next city over, not out here in the country side. So tomorrow I wanted to go out looking for him; would you two mind accompanying me?" He asked, a little hope in his voice.

Al smiled. "Sure, I wouldn't mind."

Ed turned his head and looked out the window. "If I have nothing else better to do, then fine..." He folded his arms and sat back.

His father smiled at him, Ed didn't seem as cold toward him. Hohenheim knew that his son would never forget what he did, but if he could put it aside and just move on, he would be fine with it. "Thank you both."

Aria then stood up and smiled at them. "I hope it all works out...I'm going to see if Winry needs help with the dishes." With that she left the room and went into the kitchen. Aria peeked around the corner to see Winry frantically scrubbing the pot the food had been cooked in. "Do you need any help?"

Winry looked up from what she was doing, an irritated look on her face. "If you can get this off, then yes." She held up the pot and showed the burnt mass on the bottom. Apparently someone forgot to turn off the stove when they were done cooking and the remainder of the stew burnt to the bottom of the pot.

"Let me see." Aria took the pot from Winry and placed it on the counter. "Hmm...do you have a sharp knife?" Winry reached over by the window where the knives were kept. She handed it to her. Aria proceeded to scratch the bottom of the pot.

Winry sighed. "I already tried that already, it'll take forever."

Aria removed the knife and laid it down on the counter. "Oh, I'm not trying to scratch it off." She held up the pot and showed that she had scratched a transmutation circle in the bottom of it. "When food burns like this it turns into a little bit of protein and lots of carbon. When I know that, I can change it's form. I'm no good at breaking things down, but I can reshape them." With that she touched the circle scratched into the burnt pot and activated it. A blue glow emanated from the pot and then faded soon after. "There..." she removed a black ball from the pot, it fit in the palm of her hand. "And the pot's clean." She smiled and held the pot up to show Winry.

"Ah! That's amazing!" She took it from her and examined it further. "You also got rid of the scratches the knife made. That's great, thank you."

Aria tossed the little black mass of burnt food into the garbage. "No problem."

Winry placed the cooking utensils in the pot and stored it under the sink. "Umm...Aria...can I ask you another favor?" Winry questioned in a low voice. Aria turned to her and then nodded. "Can you and Al keep Hohenheim busy for a little while?"

"Any reason?" Aria was a little confused.

Winry nodded and then blushed a little. "Well...yeah..." She hesitated, wondering if she should make up a fib to try and avoid embarrassment. Then she decided to go with the truth. "I want to spend some time with Edward tonight...but I don't want his father to find out...do you think you can keep him down here?"

She gave her a sly smile. "Ah, I see." Aria giggled and then replied. "No problem. If there's one thing I'm good at, it's talking about things I like. I take it he's an alchemist." Winry nodded. "There we go, I'll talk his ear off if need be." She held up a fist. "It'll be great! I wanted to know more about him anyway."

Winry smiled warmly. "Thank you Aria; I'll have to pay you back somehow."

Aria rubbed the back of her head. "Think nothing of it, you're already giving me a place to stay, that's more than enough."

"She knows a little alchemy too." Ed stated. They had been talking about their trip to Lior and how they came to run into Aria once again after returning to Central.

"That's right." Al added. "She uses her alchemy to condense her medicine."

Hohenheim's eye's lit up. "So she was the girl who helped Colonel Mustang." He asked. Al nodded. Just then Winry and Aria came back into the living room.

"Hey guys..." Winry began. "I'm going to call it an early night, I'm way to tired to stay up." She waved and turned to go up the stairs. "G-night."

"Goodnight." Aria called as she watched Winry disappear upstairs. "Hohenheim was it?" Aria began, grabbing Hohenheim's attention. "Winry said that you know alchemy too, were you the one who taught Ed and Al?"

Hohenheim watched Aria sit on the opposite side of the coach next to him. "No, actually the boys just used my books to teach themselves. They're quite talented."

Aria's eye's widened. "Wow, you must have had a lot of books."

Hohenheim laughed slightly. "Well, not that many, but I had the 'Introduction to Alchemy', so that got them started on the right road." He stated with a smile. Hohenheim was truly proud of how his son's had grown up, despite the fact that his eldest looked down upon him, he was proud just the same. They chatted for about twenty minutes about alchemy back and forth, they apparently had a lot in common for two people who were so separated in age.

"Well you have to remember..." He continued. "I've been doing alchemy since I was their age." He smiled, it was nice to see someone who was actually willing to talk to him, Ed just seemed to brush him off all the time, and Al usually was being drug along side him.

Aria was shocked. "Since you were their age! What made you get started in alchemy?" Aria continued to prod.

"Well that's kind of a complex story...before I start, does anyone want something to drink?" He stood up and pointed toward the kitchen. They all nodded.

Hohenheim then approached the kitchen and disappeared through it's door. "Ed." Aria said quietly. Once she got his attention she motioned with her head toward the stairs and mouth the word 'Go.'

It took him a second, but he caught on and stood up. "Thanks." He walked to where the stairs met the ground level. "Actually, never mind my drink, I'm bored, I'm going to bed." With that, he headed up the stairs and out of sight.

"Alright!" His father yelled form the kitchen.

Al looked over at Aria who was sitting across from him, a confused look on his face. He pointed up the stairs.

Aria smiled and she held up a finger to her mouth. "Shh..." She smiled again.

He nodded. "..." Al was shocked. Was his brother was with Winry? Sure he knew that he like her and all, but he didn't think they had a relationship. He was going to mention something to him for sure tomorrow. Ed should have know better than to keep a secret form him.

"All we have to do is keep your dad busy for a little while..." She stated rather quietly. Al nodded in agreement. Covering for Ed wasn't one of his favorite things to do, but he had no choice now. And Al in this situation, he really didn't mind all that much, he knew his older brother would have done the same for him.

Winry heard a light knock on her door. "Come in." She said quietly. The door cracked open and Ed's frame appeared in the doorway, accented by the light of the hall. Her heart began to race, even though she was expecting it, seeing it happen made her kind of nervous. This was the first time Edward actually came in her room with the intention to stay there for a while. "Hey..." She sat up on her bed as she greeted him.

"Hey..." He replied. Closing the door behind him, he leaned up against it, his head slightly lowered. A heavy blush crept across his face as he began to leave the door and walk over to Winry's bed. Sitting on the edge she wrapped her arms around him. Ed gave a nervous sigh. "Can't believe this..."

"What?" Winry turned to him, she seemed a little taken aback.

"Oh." Ed was surprised. "I didn't meant that in a bad way...it's just that." He went silent for a moment. "Have you ever thought about something for such a long time, you wonder what it'll be like when it finally happens? Well, I'm having one of those 'it's here' moment's right now. I guess I'm a little nervous."

Winry rubbed her shoulder. "Yeah...me too..." She looked at him, a little confusion in her gaze. "Do you think this is too soon?"

Ed thought about it for a second. "Maybe...but if not now, when?" The two of them sat there in the darkness, the only light in the room came from an open window on the other side of the room. It didn't light the room, but it lit up key elements that made it easy to walk safely around the toolboxes and wrenches laying about.

"I guess you're right...but what if I get pregnant?" She asked, a little worry in her voice.

Ed's world came to a screeching halt, and his mind caught up to what she just said. "For some reason...that thought evaded me till right now." Ed smiled and rubbed the back of his head.

"So what can we do about it?" Winry spoke, a little flustered. "Maybe we should wait...I could get Nelly to pick me up some condoms at the drug store tomorrow...I'm too shy to do it on my own."

Ed raised his hands in defense. "Same..." He blushed heavily, this was going to happen, and soon. "Well, we have Al and Aria talking to the old man down there...we should probably tell them it's OK." Ed went to stand up, but was tugged back down to sit on Winry's soft bed.

"Well..." Winry began. "...there's no sense in wasting this time we have alone together..." Edward could feel the nervous blush creep up all over her face and neck, He pulled his bare feet up onto the bed, he traced her cheek softly with his left hand.

Winry took his hand in hers. "I'm a little scared." She spoke softly. Ed felt his heart almost stop; he knew how she felt. Sex may not have been eminent, but this was the next best thing, it was nerve racking.

Ed pushed her back lightly, causing her to lay out flat on the bed, her head on the familiar pillow. "Don't worry, if you get too nervous, we can stop. The last thing I want is to push you into something you don't want to do." He gave her a reassuring smile, she returned the smile and relaxed her body.

Ed swallowed all his fears and placed a knee on either side of Winry, straddling her hips. His heart felt as though it would beat right up out of his chest, he held his own and leaned in and kissed his beloved. Her lips were so soft and her tongue, as it pressed against his own, was so warm and inviting. He knelt right above her, his hands resting under her arms that were half laying on the bed, half reaching up to caress his neck.

He broke the kiss and leaned his head down to her neck and proceeded to kiss and nibble on it lightly, she sighed deeply, passionately. The actions were the same as the other night, but tonight, the pressure was on, this was the night that both of them would, for a short while, expose themselves to one another without shame. If only for a short while.

Winry took his face in her hands and looked him deep in the eyes. "Be nice...ok?" He nodded, not a word could escape his lips, all his concentration was going to not messing anything up. He took Winry's words to heart, he had to be careful.

"I only have a vague idea on what to do...you're going to have to tell me what feels good...ok?" She nodded. Ed proceeded to undo the buttons on the front of her blouse. He fumbled with a couple, but managed to get them all undone. "So pretty." As he parted the shirt, he brushed his hand against her stomach. His eyes since adjusted to the dim light in the room and he could see her almost perfectly. She had on a simple light blue bra, it matched the shirt she had on. And she also had on her favorite dark brown skirt, it too soon would follow the shirt.

She sat up slightly, allowing her shirt to fall off her arms onto the bed. Her skin was so smooth and warm, At least that's what Ed thought, but at that moment that was all that mattered. He went to undo the bra, the only shielding her from his vision. She quickly stopped him.

"Ah ah, your shirt..." It really didn't seem fair to her for all of her clothing to be removed without a little equivalent exchange.

"Right." Ed smiled and quickly reached for the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up and over his head. Revealing a nice, toned and slightly tanned torso.

Winry sighed a little. "Mmm." She traced her hands over his chest, from his tummy, up by his shoulders and then his shoulder, and his auto mail.

"..." Winry caressed his shoulders as if they were both real. "You know my automail has no feeling right?" Ed said rather low, as if her doing what she was doing was actually teasing him.

She smiled. "That's OK," She began. "I like all of you; even the parts I made. You don't mind me enjoying them do you?"

Ed was moved, he kissed her. "Not at all." Whenever someone came into contact with his automail, they treated as though it was just a machine, like it had no life or real importance. But not Winry, when she looked at Ed, she didn't see Ed with some automail limbs, she just saw Edward. It made him feel so normal, in a way.

He smiled at her and then, while still in a sitting position he reached in behind her and tugged at the bra clip, no success. He then got a really good idea; taking the straps off her arms he tugged the bra down and turned it around till the snaps were at the front. He then undid them with ease. He then looked upon Winry's exposed chest, her breast were round and they looked incredibly soft. He checked the expression on her face, she was blushing deeply, her cheeks were so red, he could swear they were glowing in the dark. Then when he thought about it, his were probably no better.

"Don't be so embarrassed, I think you're beautiful." Ed's romantic side showed though.

She smiled. "You're right, I'm just a little shy is all." She reached around his shoulders and hugged him tightly, being pressed against him wade her feel not just warm on the outside, but on the inside as well.

Ed thought so as well, he was already incredibly turned on by the whole situation, but this topped it. He took his hands and cupped both her breast with them. Winry moaned slightly with pleasure; it felt kind of strange to her, having someone else touch her body in such a way, but it was nice; Ed's automail was a nice added effect too.

Soon after, he traveled downward, his kisses leaving a trail all along her tummy and then her waist. Lifting his head up some he took on of her legs up in his arms proceeded to kiss the inside of her thigh.

The room was dark and only being lit by a small candle on the nightstand. Cathrine lay under the covers, Jean right above her, their bodies pressing against one another in a loving way. "Does that hurt?" He managed to stammer out breathlessly in between his motions; it had been a while since he was with an innocent, he was doing his best to be careful.

She nodded, only slightly. "A little..." Her eyes were sealed shut, he could tell she was nervous.

"Do you want to stop?" Though he really didn't want to, he paused for a moment.

The blond girl shook her head. "No...just go slow." She held onto his shoulders and tugged him in a little closer, and she hugged him tight.

"Ok..." He continued, slowly, softly making love to her.

Dinner had gone quite well, though the ride home was long and drawn out, the rest of the night seemed to be going good as well. They had decided on Roy's place after all. He had her there, pinned against the wall, arms above her head, kissing her passionately. She smiled as he traced his kisses all along her neck all the way to her collar bone. "Roy..." She began. "We should head into the bedroom." Riza smiled in a lusty way

Roy looked up from what he was doing. "Hmm?" He made eye contact and then nodded. With one quick motion he bent over and took Riza up in his arms and slung her over his shoulder.

"Ah!" She let out a yell of surprise. "Roy!" She smiled and giggled as he headed up the stairs with her in his loving grasp.

Using his automail to support a good portion of his weight he leaned down and kissed Winry on the cheek. "How's that?" His free hand, the non-metallic one, was erstwhile hidden; it could not be seen past the skirt that Winry still had on.

"Really nice actually." She said, a quiet hush in her voice.

"That's good." He pressed his hand in further. "..."

Winry gave a slightly moan of pleasure. "Ed...Mmm." Her hands clasped onto the sheets below them. Looking straight above her she looked straight into Edwards eyes. He had been watching her carefully, seeing if her facial expressions change, just in case he hurt her in some way. "Go faster."

"Faster?" He smirked somewhat and moved his fingers in a rapid manner. She cried out; only for a brief moment until her cry was stifled by a kiss. "Shhh..." He said as he continued his actions.

"Edward...Mmm...Mmm." Her low moans drove him wild, he couldn't help himself, she was just so beautiful. "Ah!" She quickly turned her head into her pillow to muffle any noises that she would emit.

"Are you OK?" Just then, he could feel something at his fingers, it was almost as if it was a tug, or maybe a poke? Winry's hips started to move in a strange way, almost as if she was trying to get away but was being held back. "Winry?" He slowed his hand down and checked to see if she was OK. After only a few seconds, she paused and then laid limp on the bed, allowing her breath to catch up with her. "Uh? What was that?" He removed his left hand and placed it on the bed beside her.

She looked up to him, a dazed expression on her face. "I have no idea...but what it was...if felt really...really good." Pushing him back with her left hand she sat up. :Switch spots with me."

"...?" He looked at her, a little confusion was in his gaze; not that he didn't know what she was going to do, but he just wasn't too sure how she was going to do it. He took up a sitting position in the spot that she was just in.

"Sit back Ed." She said in a low voice, it sounded really promiscuous.

"Alright..." He sat back, his legs half folded beneath him. Winry leaned forward and kissed him lightly. Ed's face was strewn with a rabid blush that crept not only over his entire face, but his neck and chest as well. "Uh...Mmm..." Her hand traveled along his bare chest and then down to his waist. Going a step further she moved her hand down to the one spot that, when touched, caused him to inhale deeply, almost a hissing noise escaped his lips.

She smiled. "Hehe..." She continued to massage him, gently and then a little bit rough.

"Uuuuh...Winry." He leaned back, his legs straightened out somewhat. Supporting his weight on his elbows, he leaned almost all the way back on the bed.

"Do you like that?" She continued to rub him, still through the pants that he had on, and see his reaction and expression change; he nodded quickly, signifying that it felt incredibly nice. Winry gathered he thoughts. Just like Ed, she was still just a little too shy to actually look at him; so, just as he did, she leaned in close and kissed him again. "..." Carefully she reached her hand down the front of his pants and took hold of him.

(a/n - ...'dies')

"Ah...Winry, I...uh..." She allowed her hand to travel up and down in a rhythmic motion. The quicker she went, the lower Edward seemed to sink toward the bed. Luckily for her, the head board was in the way, he just leaned up against that. She took hold of the waistband of his pajamas and tugged them down to about halfway to his knees.

Winry smiled; she was a little worried she wouldn't do it right, but she was an automail mechanic after all, she knew how the body well and how it worked. She figured her shyness was what led to her uncertainty; though that didn't matter right now, she was there, and it felt really good. "Winry...uh...I'm..." Ed supported himself a little and sat up somewhat. Winry didn't cease her movement. "I'm going to...uh..."

"Going to what?" She said as though she didn't know; sh giggled a little at the thought. She watched his eyes travel around frantically only to land on a small box of tissue that she use to clean her hands off after handling something that was messy with grease and oil, it was on her night-side table. He grabbed a couple and sat up even more till his face was right next to hers.

His breathing became fast paced. Winry kissed his cheek, and with a quite a distraction, he managed to kiss her cheek in return. "Harder..." He said through stifled moans. She tightened her grip and kept a steady pace. "Ah...ah...aah...Mmmm." His teeth clenched, trying to keep as quiet as he could, his back arched back and his head leaned against the head board. Winry could see that his hands were covering himself and her hands as well.

She felt it, it was a strange feeling to her, almost like feeling a pulse beat, except a lot stronger. With each pulse, Ed's body convulsed slightly, and small pants escaped his lips; reluctantly, Winry moved her hands and . Then, there was silence and Ed fell over onto his side. "...haa..." he let out a satisfied sigh.

Winry tried to check the look on his face but it was shrouded by hair. "Was that any good?" Ed nodded. "You sure?" She double checked, he nodded again.

Ed sat up, keeping the tissues firmly in his hand. "Aaah..." He sighed again. "Yeah...that was pretty damn good." He said through a mile wide grin.

She smiled in return. "Always a good thing to hear. You know I pride myself on working on your automail. I wouldn't mind taking pride in this either...just between us of course."

Ed nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I'm not up for broadcasting my personal life. I--"

"Well!" They both heard from downstairs. "I'm-going-to-bed-now." Aria was speaking rather loudly.

"I think that's a sign for me to go." Ed said through a sweet smile then followed it up with a quick peck on the lips. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight Ed." She gave him a quick kiss back.

Ed stood up, fixed his pj's and then headed for the door. Opening it cautiously he peeked out to see if anyone was there; to his surprise, Aria was still at the foot of the stairs still saying something to either Al or his father. He quickly slipped out and headed back to his room.

Winry sighed and laid back in her bed for a moment, she had a rather satisfied smile on her face and happy thoughts running through her head. Sitting up she straightened out the blankets and fixed her pillow to the spot she usually had it in. She looked around the bed. "Where are my?...huh?" Her panties had seemed to have gone missing. She was sure she put them in a safe spot where they wouldn't get knocked down.

She checked around the bed and didn't see them; she looked behind the head board, and they weren't there either. It was no big deal, they didn't disappear from existence, they would show up eventually. Quickly, Winry went over to her dresser and grabbed a new pair and put them on.

Still, it seemed strange that they had just vanished like that. Not paying it anymore mind, she headed off to bed and had sweet dreams all that night.

THERE! The first lemon is done! Hopefully you won't have to deal with my lame ass brain and it not wanting to work ever again. Eff' you brain! (stabs Q-tip in ear) I had to put everyone in there, just to show you that everyone had the same kind of night...lame I know, but oh well, it poses some significance later on.

I hope I don't have to take this fic down if FF doesn't like it...I'll cry, I seriously will. I hope they just warn me first...that'll never happen. Oh well, I hope you enjoyed it.

And yes, the missing panties will pose as filler in later chapters. I don't put things in there for no good reason. Everything has a purpose.

Oh, and one other thing, I don't think I'll be doing the chapter previews for much longer, I might, but if not, oh well, I'll stick them in there when I want to put something special in...

Chapter 19 - Ed, Al and Hohenheim tell the story of how Al got his real body back.

I've been waiting for this! It's my ideal of how FMA should have ended...it would have completely ruined the movie, but who cares! EdxWin forever!