Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ An Alchemic Reaction ❯ Body Heat ( Chapter 5 )

An Alchemic Reaction

 

Chapter 5

 

Body Heat

 

The snow crunched as she sprinted through the foggy streets, as she reached her destination she took a deep breath and knocked urgently upon the door.

 

“Winry? What on Earth are you doing here? It's very late…Are you alright?” A pair of spectacles, with short brown hair answered the door in a terry cloth blue robe.

 

“There isn't much time to explain Scieszka! I need you and Kaine to help me find Roy! We need the automobile now!” Winry nudged herself through the door, feeling panic run through her. She rubbed her arms to relieve a bit of the tension, and stared at Scieszka expectantly.

 

“You mean General Mustang? You think he may be in some kind of trouble?” Scieszka blinked in surprise, as Winry nodded.

 

Scieszka called out to Kaine, and explained the situation to him as he hurried down the stairs.

 

“Kaine, do you know where the General might be at this hour? A bar perhaps?” Winry interjected.

 

“Hmmm…yeah…down the old watering hole I suppose. Why are you so worried though Winry?” Kaine asked as he grabbed the keys, and slipped into a coat.

 

Winry didn't reply, and simply headed out the door, she didn't have time for lengthy explanations. She just knew that something was wrong, and that it was possible that the “invincible” Flame Alchemist may need their help.

 

Her intuition was spot on. Moments later, they pulled up by the General's favorite bar, and beneath a blanket of white snow, a dark blue arm with a gloved hand stuck out beneath it. Winry, was the first to jump out of the car, she nearly slipped as she threw herself to the icy ground and began to dust off the snow that Roy was buried under. She smelled felt the stench of alcohol permeate the air around her. He was most definitely drunk. She turned him over to get a good look at his state of inebriation, and gasped as she noticed the light blue coloring of his ears.

 

“SCIESZKA! KAINE! HELPM ME LIFT HIM INTO THE CAR NOW!!” She nearly screamed in panic, as she grabbed onto the General's limp ankles, and helped Kaine lift his dead weight into the back seat. Once inside, Winry nearly tore open Roy's uniform, as she began to check his breathing and heartbeat. `He is breathing…but he may be headed into the second stage of Hypothermia.' Her thoughts raced through her mind, and she knew that she needed to calm down to assess the situation well.

 

“Winry? Should we head to the hospital? Is he alright?” Kaine asked as he switched gears.

 

Winry contemplated the idea for a moment, and decided that in order to properly take care of Roy's condition he needed another person's body heat to heal quickly. She determined that that drastic action would not be possible at the hospital.

 

“No Kaine, we need to head for your place immediately, it's closer!”

 

Winry wrapped Roy's overcoat around him. Rubbing her hands together she pressed the warmth of her palms across his face, and whispered to him.

 

“General…Genera Mustang…can you hear me? Do you see me?” She continued to rub her hands upon his pale cheeks, and hoped for a coherent response. The General's eye cracked open slightly, his mouth trembled to speak, but the words would not come out. Winry stared into the dark dilated eye of the ailing General; she pursed her lips and pressed a finger lightly upon his lips, hushing him, soothing him to relax.

 

The car pulled into the driveway of Kaine's residence, and the threesome helped the General slowly into the house. His body heavily relying on the strength of the young blonde and his comrade, he limped slowly towards the guestroom. Winry and Kaine laid him gradually upon the bed, and began to undress him.

 

Scieszka walked into the guestroom with her eyes closed, too shy to see the General naked she blindly handed Winry some fresh dry clothing. Winry snatched it from her, and dressed the General without a care in the world. She was accustomed to seeing the human body; it was part of her job. Even though, this particular body was exquisite in its own right. She drew layers of blankets over the General's body, and could still see his form shivering from beneath.

 

Kaine stepped inside to lay a tray of hot tea and soup on the nightstand.

 

“Winry? Will he be ok? What else can we do!? He looks positively frozen!” Scieszka asked with palpable concern.

 

Winry turned around to face them both, wringing her hands nervously.

 

“Ok…it looks like the General may be close to the second stage of Hypothermia, his body needs the warmth of…of….well….another body….” Winry winced, as she looked at Kaine and Scieszka nervously. “Therefore, I will need to..uuhhh….be alone with the General. I will call you down if I need anything else…”

 

Scieszka blanched, while Kaine couldn't help but blush at the idea.

 

“Well…Winry…whatever is necessary to bring him back to good health….you are the doctor” Kaine grabbed onto Scieszka's hand tugging her out the door. “Please if anything else is needed do not hesitate to ask! Come along now sweetheart.”

 

Winry gave them a short wave as they closed the door behind them. With one long exhalation, she turned around and stared down at her “patient”. Mentally prepping herself, she kept reminding herself that she is a doctor, and that this was medically necessary for his well being. She began to undress, neatly piling her clothing upon a nearby chair. She came to sit beside Roy, completely naked, with only her panties covering her most private part. She carefully removed the blankets and began to unbutton the shirt Roy was wearing. She felt him shudder violently, his skin icy cold. She knew that he could not create flames with his hand, because the numbness in his fingers wouldn't allow the movement.

 

He turned his head to the side and watched her through his half-lidded eye. She felt his gaze, and subconsciously she covered her breasts with her arms. `Oh get over it Winry! It's not like he's never seen breasts before!' She berated herself.

 

“Winry…” The meek raspy whisper of her name escaped his blue lips at that moment.

 

Winry couldn't help but feel a small tear creep into her eyes. She looked down upon him and grazed her fingers through his dark mane. “Roy…:” she whispered. “Everything will be alright…just be strong, and I'll keep you warm.”

 

Winry gradually began to lay her body upon his, feeling the shivering skin of the General stick softly to hers. She enveloped them both with the warmth of her flesh and with one swift movement she covered them within the thick layers of the blankets. Almost instantly she could feel the transfer of heat between their bodies. She could feel the ripple of his military training graze her warm supple skin.

 

Even with her experience and training, Winry couldn't help but blush violently at the mere step she was taking to ensure the General's wellbeing. She had to throw all prejudices aside, and just let him be her patient. She had to let go of the past, and forget his transgressions, even though he was forced to do the unthinkable, even though he left her orphaned, he was her patient right here, and right now.

 

She kept a vigilant eye on his face, his lips were quivering, flaky and light blue. She reached over for the hot tea, and carefully dipped a finger into the cup. She traced the wet finger across his mouth and felt the slight flicker of his tongue trying its best to feel the warmth of the hot liquid. She carefully brought herself up to straddle his chest. Trying her best to keep optimal body contact. She meticulously brought a spoon of tea to his thirsty and dry mouth. He coughed, resulting in a bit of the tea spewing onto Winry's frame.

 

She sighed, but was undeterred; she kept at it, trying her best to get the hot fluids into his system.

 

Later the following Morning….

 

Winry's eyes gradually opened to reveal a thicket black hair surrounding her vision. She felt the gentle rise and fall of a firm body beneath hers, and suddenly came to realize that she had fallen asleep on top of Roy. Her face nestled between the crook of his neck and shoulder. She brushed his hair aside, and was relieved to find him back to a healthier color, but with a shaky breath of illness still lingering beneath his warmed exterior.

 

She placed her hand over his forehead and felt the brink of an unforgivable fever coming. He stirred beneath her and she flinched in embarrassment as the Great Flame Alchemist opened his lone eye. They stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity. Winry was wordless as she sank into the dark obsidian depth of his gaze. He showed no real emotion, he simply stared right at her, he noticed she was undressed, her body straddling his, her long golden tendrils cascading upon her ample and very bare breasts. Roy felt as if an enormous pressure was building inside of him, but he could not cry out, he felt weak, a feeling he hadn't felt since he lost his left eye. He opened his mouth to say something, but he wasn't quite sure what to say, he couldn't recall how or why he ended up in a bed with the Rockbell girl. His eye widened, but Winry smiled at him and shook her head, almost reading his mind as she anticipated his reaction to the situation.

 

“Roy you, or better put…WE are here together because last night, you overindulged yourself in drinking, and wound up with Hypothermia.” Roy was a bit surprised by the casual use of his name, but relieved to know that nothing inappropriate really happened between the two of them. He quickly realized that she had taken care of him the whole night, he felt a pang of regret hit him at the thought. She was to good and too kind for him. He wished she would leave him alone, she was too warm, too sweet for him, he didn't deserve her treatment. He shifted his head to the side, and somberly looked to the window, he kept his focus on the pitter patter of the rain staining and streaking across the glass.

 

“Thank you ….Winry.” He croaked out in a quiet and hoarse voice. He felt her move and as he turned his head to see where she was headed, he found a glass of liquid held out in front of him. Her arm curled behind his shoulders, helping him sit up to drink. He felt helpless, and pitiful, but there was nothing he could do about it for the time being.

 

Winry reached behind him to prop and fluff a few pillows before helping him lay back down. She glided away from him and began to dress herself with a t-shirt and a pair of fresh slacks that Scieszka had left her. Fully dressed, she came to his bedside and sat herself down.

 

“I want you to stay in bed for the rest of the day, I'll keep you company, but for now I just want you to rest. I'm going to head to the kitchen to see if I can make some hot soup for you, and feed myself as well!” She clasped her hands together and smiled cheerily, trying her best to lighten the General's mood. His only response was a slight flicker from his eye, but that was enough for Winry.

 

She turned to head out the door, but she was halted by the firm grasp, of his hand around her wrist. Winry whirled back around, and looked at him questioningly.

 

“Why are you doing this? Why are you being so kind to..to me?” His deep raspy voice resonated through the room, even in his state of sickness. She felt the hairs on hair arm prickle into little bumps. She had to use her words carefully.

 

“Because..you were ill….very ill…and I'm a doc—.” She paused, rethinking her words. “I'm…your friend.”

 

Roy dropped his grasped, and looked away from her. He knew that she didn't want to sound like a reminder of her own parents, so she used the word “friend” rather than doctor. Winry had been through so much because of his actions, and from that moment on he was going to make sure that he would repay her. He wanted her to be happy, and to his great dismay, he wanted more of her. There was no mistaking it, he felt a deep attraction for Winry. The sight of her naked beauty had reignited a fire within the Flame Alchemist. A conflagration no other woman had created within him.

 

From that moment on, Roy Mustang heart would beat violently for Winry Rockbell.

 

Author's Note:

 

Hey everyone! So this chapter is leading up to the good stuff! WOOO!! Hope you liked it! Thank you for the reviews! I'm currently taking 5 courses this semester so I'm pretty busy! But I'll try my best to finish this story by December! I HOPE! LOL…

 

Until next time!