(AN: Well here is the promised chapter. Hope it entertains you and gives you a sad melancholy feeling,'cause that's what it's suppose to do NOTE: I kind of stole this first chap from a doujinshi I read it was a little graphic to for my taste but the ending was just so...heart-achingly beautiful like a dying butterfly or something, I just had to explore it.)
Tears Chap2
Waking up, Winry had honestly been foolish enough to believe that she would open her eyes to a pair of strong arms holding her in there dissimilar cold and warm embrace, she had thought that maybe, for just once, Ed would have stayed to kiss her...no...even just hug her goodbye. Sadly this was not the case.
Instead she had awoken to cold sheets and a dull ache in her lower abdomen that told a painfully clear tale of the events that had come to pass last night.
Losing her virginity to Ed really didn't shock her as much as it probably should, lying on the cool white sheets all Winry felt was pain, a familiar pain that she had come to associate with her best friends sudden absences, also she felt a dampness on her cheek, sadly this wetness was also familiar, much more familiar then it probably should be for a girl as young as herself.
Reaching up to rub away the moisture Winry almost felt that she could classify her tears, she had certainty cried enough.
...Of worry and anxiety when Ed and Al had shown up at her doorstep broken and battleworn.
...Of anger and frustration when Ed had displayed his utter ignorance for her feelings when he subtlety brushed of her attempts to understand, if only slightly, the nature of his travels.
...And just last night she had cried tears of joy and ecstasy when he had claimed to love her, not through words, but through actions. Actions so sweet and gentle that for a moment, one breathtaking moment they had been lovers displaying there absolute dedication to each other through soft caresses and gusty gasps of the others name.
Yes it was true Winry had cried a innumerable amount of tears and as she made to look at the time on her bedside clock, only to find a hastily scribbled note, she mentally added another group to her endless list before picking up the paper, almost screaming in hopeless frustration, and trowing it aggressively at the floor.
... Now her tears were of sadness and desperate hope over the note now floating harmlessly to the ground, the words on front may have been hastily scribbled but that didn't lessen the mental blow they dealt her.
...'See You'...
Curling into a ball as if to hold herself together, Winry tasted her salty tears before feeling the wetness of them on her cheek.
[AN: I know, I know, it was short and distinctly drabble like. But that is what I promised, only now you have the power to change that. With only a simple request I will, with my magical magic powers, make this a full-blown story, All you have to do is ask, so review! (Oh! and a fun little fact I am currently updating from a sleep inn hotel, so marvel at my dedication. Marvel I tell you! P)Bye now!
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