(A/N: Yo! Chibi-Sen1124, here! I'm sorry that last chapter had so many spelling mistakes and some sentences didn't even make sense. To make it up to you, I updated a lot sooner.

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Before Winry even opened her eyes, her mouth began to water and her stomach was growling at the smell of bacon and eggs being made downstairs. She slowly opened her eyes to see the bright sun nestling on top of her white blankets. The day was obviously going to be a warm one, something they haven't had in a while with all the dark clouds that had passed over for so long. Winry sat up and looked around her room. She saw her mountains of clothes lying on the floor. It had been a while since she had last done laundry. Once Connor was used to using his automail, Ed sent him off at the train station. He said he had something to give to Connor so he wanted to take him the train station alone. Afterwards, Granny didn't even so much as let Winry take a break because of all the appointments she had to take care of. For five consecutive days, Winry worked on automail, slept, barely even ate, and worked on some more automail. , The night before, she had worked on her final appointment she had to make up. But it was worth it. She was sure Connor was wearing the wedding ring now. Obviously, that was the only reason she had worked on him without him booking an appointment with her. The day she met him, he was wearing a wedding ring as a necklace. And he was missing his left hand. It was easy to see why he wanted automail.

"Winry! Breakfast is ready!" Al yelled from downstairs. She smiled and got up from her bed.

"Coming!" she yelled back. Winry grabbed a pair of shorts and her black tank top. She really needed to do laundry. She threw her huge t-shirt onto her bed and changed. Quickly, she made her way downstairs. She found Al, who was wearing a pink apron, cooking breakfast. Suddenly, Ed appeared with a pitcher of freshly squeezed orange juice.

"Hey, Al. Is this enough?" Ed asked, holding up the pitcher. Al looked at it and nodded. Ed set it down on the table and looked up to see Winry. They both stared at each other. Ed and Winry hadn't really talked about what happened on the night of Hide and Seek. Winry was had been too busy to talk to anyone. But now that she wasn't, the inevitable had to come sooner or later. Ed gave her a small smile to which Winry responded with a big smile.

"Morning, Winry." Ed whispered. Winry bit her lip and tried not to smile like an idiot. But she couldn't help it.

"Morning, Ed." she said. They held each other's gazes until Al interrupted them.

"And good morning to you, Al! Why, thank you, Al!" he said to himself. Winry broke her gaze away from Ed and looked at Al.

"Sorry, Al. Good morning." she said to him. He beamed at her and handed her a plate so she could serve herself breakfast. The eggs were a light fluffy yellow, almost like little clouds. She took a bite of her bacon, crispy and cooked to perfection. Al really knew how to whip up breakfast.

"This taste really good, Al!" she said to him. Al proudly sat up a little straighter.

"It's a talent, really." he said. Ed nudged him jokingly. Granny eventually came out of her room, also caught by the delicious smell waffing in the air.

"Good morning!" she said as she walked into the kitchen. They all waved since they were too busy chewing. Granny set her plate in front of Al's and sat down. She also began to eat, and a comfortable silence filled the air. Ed, sitting across from Winry, kept stealing glances at her. She hadn't said anything about that night. And he wasn't sure what they were at the moment. Are they friends? Well, obviously yes. But are they now more than friends? Are they best friends? Are they boyfriend and girl-

Ed began to choke on his soft egg and Al tried to help him by offering him some orange juice. But that didn't help because he just began to choke on that too. Al smacked him on the back and the orange juice went flying across the table and onto Winry's shirt. She gasped and looked down at the trail of orange juice on her chest.

"You idiot! Why don't you learn how to chew your food!?" she yelled, grabbing a napkin. Ed held up his finger at her, telling her to wait, before he was able to breath again. Once he had air in his lungs again, he glared at Winry.

"Sor-ry! I was only choking! Jeez, aren't you even going to ask me if I'm okay?" he yelled back. This time, Winry glared at him.

"Uh, no! I have orange juice on my shirt, Ed. I think that's more important at the moment!" she argued. Al just sighed.

"What a wonderful couple." he said out loud. Ed and Winry froze, looking at each other. Pinako didn't even as so much miss a beat when she heard those words. Instead, she inhaled her pipe before she spoke.

" I think it might rain soon again. Today seems like a good day to do laundry, don't you think?" Before any of them replied, she got down from her chair and walked back to the automail room. The three of them were silent as they cleaned up the table. Al, because he was trying to not laugh, and Ed and Winry, because they were thinking about the kiss they had shared.

LINE BREAK YO

Winry carried the basket of clean clothes back inside the house. Or at least tried. The lines that held up the clothes were right next to the house but the amount of clothes she had to carry...No, it was just too much. She couldn't even lift it.

Like I'm going to let clothes stop me. I'm a strong independant woman.

She grabbed both ends of the huge basket and used all her strength to lift the basket. It didn't so much as budge.

"Dammit." she whispered under her breath. The sad part was that most of it was her clothes. Why didn't I wash earlier?

Sighing, she sat down next to the basket and looked at her Resembool. The fields were beginning to turn a light brown color. The trees growing in some areas had leaves of different shades of reds, yellows, and oranges. A quiet wind blew and dozens of leaves fell to the ground. The sun was beginning to set behind the mountains, giving them a fiery look. It was calming just to see the view. It was quiet and relaxing. She felt something nudge her leg. She looked down to see Den sprawled out next to her. She rubbed the dog's paw.

"Hey, Den. Who let you out?" she asked him.

"I did." She turned around to see Ed. She turned away, still angry at him for the morning's chaotic catastrophe.

"Ah, Winry. You're not still mad, are you?" he asked, sitting down on the other side of the basket. She just shrugged her shoulders but Ed could easily tell she was still mad. Is now really a good time to ask? he thought. He gave a small shaky sigh. The things he had encountered in his life and Winry seemed like the hardest obstacle to overcome. But he was willing to give his life to win all of her heart. Oh man. Al would tease me until I die if he knew how cheesy I'm getting.

"Hey, Winry. I gotta ask you something." he started off carefully. Winry looked at him with her soft blue eyes. In comparison to the dark red sky, her eyes gave him comfort. They were determined and confident. Suddenly, he felt like he could do anything in the whole world just by staring into her eyes.

"Winry, I-"

"Oh! That reminds me! Since you're here, can you help me take the laundry basket back to my room?" she interrupted. He stared at her with his mouth still open from his cut off sentence. Sighing, he nodded and grabbed on end of the basket while she held the other. Carefully, they walked back inside the house to Winry's room. Carefully, they stepped into Winry's room. Carefully, they tried to set the basket on Winry's bed but Ed had tripped over an automail wrench lying around and the clothes landed all over the room. Ed fell onto the ground with Winry tumbling on top of him. He groaned as the back of his head began to hurt.

"Oww…" he said. He raised his head to see Winry's face really close to his. Ed stopped breathing. Well, it's now or never.

"I don't regret it." Winry said to him. He raised his eyebrows at her and she shook her head.

"Okay, that was a horrible way to say it. But I really don't regret. I don't know how long I began to get these feelings-wait, I do know how long- but I've stopped seeing you as just a childhood friend, Ed. During those times when you didn't tell me anything hurt the most. But I don't want to wait until you come back home. I want to be there by your side. I want to help you become stronger. Because I care so much about you, you dork." she said in a rushed voice. He stared at her. He set his head back down on the floor and place his hands over his mouth. Winry felt him shaking and for a quick second, she thought he was crying until she saw that he was smiling.

"A-are you laughing, Ed!?" she yelled. He shook his head but he couldn't' stop laughing. She was about to get up before he wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Winry, you're amazing. Do you know that?" he asked, still laughing. She blushed and tried to look angry. But it was hard with Ed holding her.

"Shut up. I thought you were making fun of me." she said to him, looking away. He sighed happily and brushed back a strand of hair that had fallen out of her ponytail. Slowly, he raised his head closer to hers. She intentionally pulling her head back. He placed his hand behind her neck to stop her from moving. Their lips touched again and this time, Winry didn't move away. She pulled Ed's hair out of his usual ponytail. When his golden hair fell to the floor, she ran her fingers through the small rays. He shivered and pressed his lips even closer to hers. Winry let her mouth open slightly and Ed took that small chance. Until-

"C'mon you guys! Not on top of the clean clothes!" Al yelled.

"Dammit, Al! That's the second time!" Ed rolled away from underneath Winry to run after his little brother.

"Brother, it's not my fault! You left the door open! Wait!" Ed caught up to him and began to ruffle his hair, locking Al's head in his arm.

"That's such a lie, Al." Winry said to herself, laughing.

(A/N: SO! How was that? Yes, dudes and dudettes. Ed and Winry are officially together now. I think I make Ed a bit too cheesy but I tried not to. But Al. He knows how to wrap up a chapter. Don't worry, not all of them are going to end with Al doing that. He's a main character too, you know. He needs a chapter of his own again. Anyway, can I get some reviews?)

(A/N2: I wrote another Royai story. It's called For Every Scar, I'll leave A Kiss. It's not like the other Royai though. It is a bit sad but it's also a bit...steamy. But it's not a lemon though.)