Author's Note: Sorry for any mistakes, just with school and all, I haven't been able to get another chapter up, but I thought you guys would rather want another chapter even with a few mistakes!

Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist in any way.

The City of Lights

I paid the man once the car stopped, right in the center of this mysterious city. I had a small amount of money, and had to use the rest wisly. The man wished me good luck, and I thanked him. He told me to be safe, and think about what I was about to do before I did it. I said, 'Your a very kind man, thank you again. Can I have your name?' He smiled and nodded. His name was Lee, and I told him mine was Winry. I closed the door shut and waved good bye, watching the yellow taxi disappear into the darkness. My hands drifted into my pockets as I began walking; I wasn't even looking where I was going.

I had never seen a city as great as this one, there was never anything like this in my old world. I think any ordinary person who wouldn't have anything to compare it too would love the new city, but I wasn't so sure I did. I missed my world, this was different. It scared me, how come the other side of the gate never had anything like this? Why was this world so different, yet so alike? I pushed the thought away sighing as I kicked a rock on the side walk. Many people walked passed me, wither there enormous bags and coats, rubbing up against me. They didn't reply with an 'excuse me', or 'sorry' but instead continued to walk as if they had never touched me. I eventually caught on and I understood that wasn't what they were required to say. Was it rudeness, or was it always like that? It wasn't the same here, and I had to stop thinking I lived in Risembool. But it was so hard.

I could hear music playing loudly in the distance, along with the souls of everyone's shoes against the ground. I couldn't find the moon, buried in the sky, hidden by the lights. The doors to every building I passed were open, as if they were welcoming you in. But I didn't think of it that way. The city reminded me of money, greed and sex. There were many woman, thiner then myself, dancing around a waisted man, with a plastic smile imprinted on his face. It was as if this place was a party, or maybe a disaster just waiting to happen. Though as much as I wanted to leave, I was enjoying it. It was different; I was no excited that maybe something new was about to happen in my life. So I continued to walk down the hard, side walk; Gum stuck to the ground, and turned black. I was on my own.

I walked into a building, with gold walls, and a red patterned carpet. It was a hotel I couldn't aford, but I knew there would be a couch inside to sit. I walked right past the desk to sign in, where a huge line was drawn. I gently sat on the nearest couch as I began studying the line of people. It was so late, yet the city was so alive; Almost one in the morning. Risembool, or even the motel would be lights out at ten. I closed my eyes, folding my hands on my lap, tucking my feet under the couch so no one would notice my bear feet. I tried to ignore foot steps walking closer and closer to the couch. It was my imagaination, nothing. But then someone spoke my name, causing my eyes to snap open. I wanted it to be him, so bad. I would have done anything to open my eyes to that gorgous face. But instead, someone else I knew very well. An old friend, who I had hoped I would never see again; Because I hated him for hitting on me when he had already been married. Yes, it was Ben.

"Winry, is that really you?" He laughed, sitting on the couch next to me, as I forced my mouth closed from shock. He looked clean and taken car of, he had gotten hair cut, but his bangs still hung in his face, right in front of his eyes. "I can't believe I would find you out of all these people! How have you been, still woking at the shop?" His voice was comforting, and familiar, but I hated it. I hated it when I felt my cheeks turn red, as I sat up. It was my turn to speak. I had to answer his question, there was no way out of this one.

"Oh my god, yeah. It's really me, heh." I forced a smile. "Well, things haven't been going too great at home, so I don't work there anymore. I had to quit, as well. Uh, it's good to see you." His eyes lit up when I said that. That was a mistake.

"Oh, well are you staying here?" I shook my head no. "It's a great hotel, but very expensive. Wait, so then where are you staying?"

"Well, I'm not sure..." That was a bigger mistake.

"If you like, there is an extra bed in my room, your welcome to stay there for the night if you want, no cost." He smiled a toothy grin, that was somewhat attractive. I shook my head no, no I couldn't do that, I... I hated this man, he wasn't a good person... Because he... Well he... What was it that was so bad about him again?

"I don't know if I could..." I whispered under my breath. Yet he simply laughed and grabbed my hand pulling me to the stairs, layed with golden carpetting. I didn't argue, I was tired and broke. This was the only choice I really had, wasn't it? I followed him up to his floor, then waited for him to unlock his door. Number 26, I had to remember that. We walked in, and I smiled. It was a very nice room, small but very nice. The carpet was new and soft, the wallpaper had light blue flowers with lines on the bottom and the top of the walls. There were two full size beds, with beautiful blankets and pillows.

He told me to relax on the second bed, as I took off my jacket exposing my tang top. I crawled under the covers and he turned out the lights. It was nice, very nice. He was a nice man. But something was wrong, horribly wrong.

I just couldn't figure it out, because I had told myself to stop thinking about it.

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Author's Note: I want to spoil this story so bad! But I won't do that, that just wouldn't be right. I will tell you this, things will eventually be ok.