"Milk." Edward said as he looked at the glass bottle next to his mouth watering plate of breakfast. It was placed there by a certain blonde hair mechanic geek with a wrench in her hand at the moment. She glared at him and slammed the wrench on the table, making Al who was also at the dinner table, flinch and drink his glass of milk in one gulp. But it was Ed she was fighting with and she wasn't going to go down without a fight.

"Yes, Ed. Milk. It's an essential part of a good breakfast. Since you're going out to run errands for me and Grandmother after, I didn't want you dying on the way back because of hunger pains. Got it? So drink your milk." she said forcefully. He crossed his arms over his chest and just ignored Winry.

"Milk isn't going to do me any good. I don't need it. Besides, I don't know if you've noticed, but I've grown quite a bit." He said with a smirk. Winry suddenly remembered yesterday night sleeping in his room. She remembered the way his arms had wrapped around her body, protecting her and holding her as if to say She's mine. He was no longer the small boy she had grown up with. He was a man who seemed ready to fight for everyone he loved. And it scared her to see him so...mature.

"Ed, wipe that stupid smirk on your face and just drink your milk." she said, annoyed and frustrated he wasn't drinking his milk.

"Maybe I don't want to." he replied back, the smirk still not gone from his face. Al looked at Ed in horror and looked back at Winry.

"Brother, please just drink the milk." Al whispered to Ed from across the table. Winry gave Ed her death glare and held the wrench over her head. Ed's smirk slowly disappeared.

"Winry…" he warned. But before he could try and dodge the wrench, it flew across the table and hit him square on the head. His soul slowly wavered out of his body. Al got up from the table and ran to Ed.

"I got your soul, Brother!" he said, placing his soul back in Ed's body. Winry sighed and took back everything she said about him. Yet she couldn't stop herself from blushing at the thought of last night.

LINE BREAK YO

Ed and Al walked out of the house after they Winry had finished giving them a long list of what they needed. Ed stretched out both his arms and groaned.

"Ugh, my arm is killing. I wonder why." he said more to himself than to Al. Al raised his eyebrows at him and give him a mischievous smile .

"Oh? Maybe it was the way you were holding Winry in your arms?"he said. Ed was too far off in his thoughts to give an excuse.

"No, I was pretty comfortable. Maybe it was something else." It wasn't until after he said it that he realized that he just confessed to his brother that Winry slept in his room last night. His cheeks burned a bright red and he walked ahead. Al knew he hit the bull's eye.

"I knew it! I knew it! I knew it! What happened? Did you give her an excuse like 'Oh, it's cold tonight. Let me warm you with my body heat.' Or maybe it was 'Winry, my love! I'm restless without you beside me!'" Al couldn't hold in his laughter any longer. Tears were streaming down his cheeks and he had to stop walking in order to clutch his stomach. Ed hit him in the head and Al yelped, rubbing where Ed had hit him.

"Quit it! I didn't say anything so cheesy or weird to her. And that's a horrible way to seduce someone to get in bed with you. I would never do that." Al just frowned at him and kept walking. Ed gave a shaky sigh.

"It's not raining any more." Al said, noticing the bright sunlight escaping from the puffy white clouds. Ed nodded in agreement and also looked at the sky. He placed his hands behind his head, trying to figure out a way to describe what happened last night.

"I had a nightmare last night. I didn't think that I...would actually cry from it. It was the same as before with mom. I guess Winry heard me crying and she just sat there on my bed with me. I don't really remember everything that happened last night. I just suggested her sleeping with me since it was a bit cold. Then, when I woke up, she was in my bed. That's it." Ed could hear his thoughts practically sassing him. Ed, that is such a lie. You remember everything. You have practically every detail of last night burned into your memory. Don't lie. Ed felt his cheeks get warm again and he shook his head to try and ignore his memory coming back to him.

"Brother, you are a liar."Al said. Ed gave him a confused look and he thought that Al knew he was keeping the truth from him.

"You did use a cheesy line." Al replied to him with an amusing look.

"Did not."

"Did too."

"Did not."

"Brother, you just said that you asked Winry to sleep in your bed because it was cold. That was a cheesy line. And a clever one too. I wonder how you were able to think of that." Al began to laugh again and Ed just walked away from him. Al had to run to catch up to him. They walked in silence for a little while longer. Until Al spoke again.

"Do you love Winry?" Ed turned a bright red, and he began to sputter excuses to the person who knows him too well for that.

"C'mon. Don't just say that she's like family to you. You can't lie to me." Al said. Ed sighed and looked out onto the fields beside the dirt road. A white butterfly flew across the field and landed on a sunflower.

"I don't know, Al. When you ask me that question, my heart begins to race and my mind turns to mush. Maybe I do. Maybe I love her and I don't want to let her go. I want to have her all to myself. She's the person who kept me strong and she's a giver of life. Sometimes I feel like I can't breath when she's in the same room because I just want to hug her tightly in my arms." Al felt like hearts were flying all around him and Ed. pretended to wave them away.

"See? Then what's wrong with telling her how you feel?" Al asked.

"Because I don't know if she feels the same way. And if I do tell her and she doesn't feel the same way, we can never return to the way it was before. It would be too awkward." Ed explained. Al looked at his brother. It was obvious to him that Ed was becoming aware that he wanted protect what he loves. He doesn't want to lose anymore people and he certainly would fight to protect what is most important in his heart.

"Brother, I have to say, you are certainly becoming a romantic. Have you been reading any romance novels?" Al said mischievously. Ed hit him lightly on the head and was too busy thinking about someone else to defend himself. Until he remembered something.

"Al, I have to tell you something." Ed stopped Al by grabbing his arm. He looked at his younger brother. He was obviously a lot stronger than before and he looked healthier than ever. He was also a grown man who was beginning to understand what it meant to protect everyone as well.

"After I fell asleep, I had a dream about mom. I-I'm not even sure if it was a dream. But in the dream, she...she told me to tell you that she loves you." Al's eyes became glossy and he walked away from his brother. Ed felt his throat tighten. He didn't think it would be hard to say that. He caught up to Al. He didn't say anything but when he saw his little brother silently crying, he ruffled his hair and together they made their way.

"Crap. I forgot what we have to get. Can I see the list, Al?" Al turned quickly to face his brother with wide eyes.

"You don't have it?" Ed shook his head.

"I thought you had it." Al explained. They both turned back to see the long stretch of road that lead back to the house.

"Greeeat." they said at the same time. They turned around and headed back where an angry Winry was waiting for them with the list in one hand a wrench in the other.

(A/N: I'm trying to start the process of Winry and Ed getting together. In baby steps, though. There's a myth that I believe in where if you see a white butterfly, your significant other is thinking about you. See what I did there? Anyhow, Can I get some reviews? It'll motivate me to update quicker.)