(A/N: I really liked this chapter. It actually made me blush. Enjoy!)

It was impossible to miss the glances Ed gave to Winry or the ones Winry gave to Ed. At times they were looking at each other, but mostly they weren't. Winry's favorite time to glance at him was when he was reading a book on the sofa with his head hanging over the edge and his feet on the back rest. It makes the blood flow faster to my head and I think better he always says to her when she asks him. Winry would just tell him that he's an idiot and when he remarks something back, all he got was a wrench to his head. It was her favorite time to look at him because he has such a thoughtful and concentrating look on his face. His eyebrows would furrow together, his tongue would stick out slightly from the side, and when he finished a chapter or a part he liked, he would give a smile small that would last until something confusing would appear again.

Ed always looks at Winry when she's working on her automail. That's almost always and each time she works on her automail, she has a different expression. But it's not the expression he likes to look at. It's her life-giving hands. The ones that created his old metal arm and his present metal leg. They work with such grace and swiftness. Even if she works with oil and rough tools. Its what makes her even better. She's not scared to get herself dirty and covered in grime. In fact, she enjoys that part of her work. Obviously, each women has their own unique talent, but hers just requires her to lose sleep and wake up with huge bags under her eyes. Winry isn't one to take care of her appearance yet she's naturally beautiful. Even if she throws a wrench at a certain someone.

What makes all this even more better is they're dense. Like new born lambs. They accept their feelings about one another but they do nothing. One might be extremely impatient at the rate they're going at with their relationship but Al simply finds enjoyment in it. Like now.

"Ed, why do you have your feet on my bed?" Winry asked, obviously annoyed and trying to keep her temper controlled. Al was sitting on the wall opposite from both of them, petting Nikko's golden coat with Den (taking a liking to the newcomer) right beside Al. He was watching this scene unravel with a smirk on his face. Ed was lying on the floor with his legs on her bed, reading. The reason both Ed and Al were in her room? Simple: "I just want to annoy Winry 'cause I'm bored." said Ed with a huge and wicked smile on his face to a worried and not convinced Al. Al just went along with Ed to see what was the real reason for his joke. Winry had obviously pulled an all nighter the night before and had worked straight through the morning and afternoon. Once evening had fallen, she was free to do what she wanted until the next day. She chose sleep. Until she found Ed and Al in her room.

"No reason, really. I just wanted to hang out here. Unless you don't want us here." he said, not taking his eyes off his book. Her eye twitched and she stopped to breathe deeply a couple of times before she spoke again. Al looked at his brother, who was trying his best to keep a straight face.

"Of course I don't mind hanging around with you guys. But I'm pretty beat. If you want, we can do something tomorrow or another time." she said, maintaining her voice as best as she could. Ed finally looked at Winry, giving her a huge grin. Al could see a Winry getting more annoyed with each passing second. But that didn't stop the tiniest of blushes forming on her cheeks.

"Nope" he replied, popping the p. AL sucked in a breath. Did his brother have a death wish? Winry + no sleep= It's not a wrench to the head, it's a whole automail arm. He was stuck now. If he left, he would abandon his brother to Winry's rage making him a traitor but he didn't want to stay either. Winry turned to Al. She placed her fingers on the bridge of her nose, breathing in even deeper before sighing.

"Al, why did you go along with your brother's idea?" she said, clearly angry now, not annoyed. He made a startled noise when she talked to him. As he looked past her and to his brother, Ed only looked at Al with the same stupid grin and gave him a thumbs up. Al felt his anger beginning to rise. Brother, you obviously don't care about our lives.

"I thought he wanted to talk to you about something important. Isn't that right, Brother?" Al said. Ed wasn't affected by the limelight Al had given him. Winry was obviously an over bubbling pot of anger. Any single thing that turns up the heat will make her explode now.

"Well, I'm waiting Ed." she said. Al couldn't help but cross his arms like Winry when he looked at Ed also. Ed sighed and got up, placing the book on her bed. He stretched his neck, placing his hand over the back of his head. Winry was getting more and more impatient. Al was wondering what the heck his brother was planning.

Ed walked closer to Winry, closing the distance little by little, slowly. Winry was slowly beginning to lose the anger in her eyes and instead began to feel embarrassed. Even Al was feeling awkward. But yet...it couldn't be. Is he really going to...kiss her?! Al thought, surprised. Ed was close to Winry's face now. They were only inches apart.

"Just thought I…" Ed whispered to Winry. Her face was burning red. Yet Ed looked so confident and determined. Al straightened up, already seeing the future dates they would spend together. Ed's lips were close to Winry's until he brushed past them to meet her cheek with his. His lips were close to her ear.

"...would drop by and say hello." Before Ed could even finish the last word, he bolted out the door. Winry's mouth was left open in surprise. Al looked at the barren hallway where Ed ran out to. His palm met his forehead and he let out a groan. Winry quickly bolted out the door after Ed.

"EDWARRRD!" she yelled, her voice echoing through the entire house. The sound of the front door opening echoed as well. Al placed Nikko next to Den and quickly made his way to the window, where night had already fallen. Ed was pretty far already but Winry was running fast. There was obviously an automail arm (one of his that she kept, actually) in her hand. She stopped and threw it as hard as she possibly could. Al was left, stunned. It hit him, straight on his head. He fell to the ground and Winry had yelled a couple of words that a women should never use. Al giggled at them. Regardless of Ed's stupidity, there was a good reason for his joke. He obviously wanted to see if she was affected by him. Winry was oblivious to when people hit on her. But she always become conscious about Ed. Simply, he wanted to see if had any chance of trying to get her heart. Al, being the bystander, saw that they had each other's heart already. He decided he would finally leave Winry the peace he deserved. Before he made his way out, he grabbed his brother's book. He noticed the blank cover was beginning to fall off so he took it off.

"The Rose of His Life: A Guide To Get Your Rose?" Al read. He read the summary to the book. When he was done, he had to re-read it again. Finally, he burst into laughter. Huuuuge laughter. Obviously, this is where he got the idea of playing that joke on Winry. Al was clutching his stomach and he was crying. When he was finally able to catch his breath, he noticed something had fallen out of the book. Probably a picture of Winry he thought to himself, still laughing. It actually turned out to be a letter. The letter yelled MASCULINE AND MUSCLES.

EDWARD ELRIC!

It has been too long! How time flies when you are using such strength, like me, to protect so many things?!

Anyhow, how is your brother!?

Hopefully he has gotten stronger!

Say hello to Alphonse for me!

Have you finally declared your undying love to Ms. Rockbell yet?!

She's a fine flower and it's time to make your move, Edward!

I took the opportunity to get this book for you!

Hopefully, it does some good!

Please be expecting us soon!

From

ALEX LOUIS ARMSTRONG

Al smiled at the thought of seeing everyone again. He shook his laugh and kept laughing. Brother, why would you read a guide about how to get Winry? You're an idiot. Al thought Ed's had too much free time and they really needed to get back in shape anyway. Hopefully, he was still able to brawl after the hit he took. If he can't, at least his flower will heal him he thought. He couldn't reach Winry's door before he began to laugh again. That certainly made his night.

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