Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Seasons ❯ Winter: Worse Than Usual ( Chapter 1 )

Warnings and Disclaimers: Any and all characters from the anime Fullmetal Alchemist do not belong to me. I only torture them for some stories. There may be some teenage content in the story but it is very limited. This story is set after the movie which means there are some spoilers and if you have no idea what any of this may be about, then don't come crying to me please. It's not my fault, I warned you *sheepish grin*.

 

Summary: [EdxWin]-Set after the movie-Ed is back for good and Winry is ecstatic. Events unfold throughout the four seasons while Ed and Winry battle through their own thoughts. Who knows what will happen next year?

 

 

 

Seasons

Winter: Worse Than Usual

Chapter 1

 

By: RomanceFanFicLover

 

 

Edward Elric, Alphonse Elric and Winry Rockbell had been best friends ever since they were infants. Rarely separated, these best friends spent day in and day out with each other; usually without a hitch.

 

 

Ed reminisced on those times while a small smile tugging on his lips and his golden bangs playing happily in the wind. Leaning lightly on the steps of Winry's porch; his whole atmosphere seemed at peace and a feeling of happiness radiated off of him.

 

 

`I remember one time when Al and I fought over who would marry Winry. Haha, Al won but he was rejected. Oh wait, I was too. I don't remember why though…' Edward pondered on the thought for a while. As he was thinking, a bird landed on the steps next to him to have a piece of the peacefulness that seemed to be enveloping the area. The comforting silence was broken with a shout of frustration and the panicked rustling of feathers as the bird took flight hastily.

 

 

“AARGH WHO DID SHE THINK SHE WAS CALLING A HALF-PINT MIDGET THAT CANNOT BE SEEN EVEN BY THE LIKES OF A SHORT LITTLE GIRL! THAT STUPID LITTLE-” Ed's speech was cut short as the ground suddenly jumped up to meet his face.

 

 

“SHUT UP ED, I CAN'T GET ANY WORK DONE!”

 

 

Mumbling incoherently to the dirt, Ed slowly pulled himself up and brought a hand to his aching head.

 

 

“Owwww…Couldn't she at least kiss it better afterwards or something…” Before Ed even had time to blush at the very strange and sudden thought, Winry bent down in front of him, her face just inches from his.

 

 

“I didn't know you wanted me to, Ed.” Winry stated playfully, before realizing Ed seemed to have spaced out. “Ed?”

 

 

`Oh God, I think she hit me too hard, I'm going to faint, I'm going to faint. I think I'm sick. I feel hot, my face feels hot. Is it a fever? I can't get a fever now; I have to go back to Central for a goodbye party soon. Oh God, I am going to faint. I have to tell Wi…'

 

 

Winry blinked in surprise as the eldest Elric collapsed against her chest. Silence greeted them as Winry froze in shock.

 

 

A rush of wings and a multi-colored group of feathers sprang from a nearby tree as an enraged scream rung through the Risembool countryside.

 

 

“Ed! Get off of me! You're so heavy!” Her voice squeaked as she felt the weight of Ed's metal arm drop onto the edge of the collar of her shirt, pulling it down slightly. “You…you…PERVERT!” To accompany her last word, Winry threw Ed off of her and into the dirt. Before bringing her wrench down in order to make contact, she paused as she noticed a trickle of blood making its way down the golden-haired boy's temple and she felt the color drain out of her face as she paled visibly.

 

 

“..Ed? Are you okay? Ed? Ed, I know your awake I can see your blush fading.”

 

 

The only response given to Winry for an answer was a deafening silence and panic began to make its way into her system.

 

 

“Oh my god, Ed! Ed, get up! Get up Ed! Get up!” She jumped off the steps, her tears threatening to overflow, “Ed! Ed, please! Alphonse and Granny aren't here right now. Don't do this to me. Ed!” Tears pricked the back of her eyes like hot needles as she tried to force them out of her vision. `Come on Winry, be strong, you can do this…Oh God! The blood is flowing faster now!' “Ed! Don't do this to me please!” Her face felt hot and she feared she was going to faint as well. She was about to try dragging him up the stairs when a gentle hand on her cheek stopped her.

 

 

“Don't cry Winry, you know I hate when you do that…” Ed looked up at her weakly and brushed away a renegade tear that fell from her eye.

 

 

“Ed…” A warmth filled Winry's voice and a gentle smile graced her lips. The smile fell from Winry's lips as she gave Ed a suspicion-filled glare, Ed never acted like this. `Maybe he hit his head too hard…' Winry decided to test it. “Ed, what do you think of me?”

 

 

“Ohh, Winry I think you're purrrrrrrdy!” Ed's eyes looked unfocused and a large, tooth grin was plastered to his face.

 

 

Disappointment was evident on Winry's face and she sighed lightly before asking in a disheartened voice, “Do you think you can stand?” A long bout of giggling was her answer and Winry decided she might as well test her luck.

 

 

Winry found that even with Ed's weight rested heavily on her shoulders, her shaky legs remained stable enough for her to make it up the first step.

 

 

“Hey, Winry…”

 

 

Looking up in surprise, Winry answered him. “Yeah, Ed?”

 

 

“I can see down your shirt.” Another fit of giggling accompanied Winry's cherry-red face.

 

 

“Maybe we should wait for Granny and Al to come back.” Winry hissed the statement through her tightly clenched teeth and dropped Ed abruptly, completely forgetting the reason why she was trying to get him inside.

 

 

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“Hey, Auntie Pinako, Do you think that Ed and Winry will ever get…” Al sorted through his thoughts looking for a slightly less meaningful word than `marriage'. “Do you think they'll ever get `together'?” That sounded just about right to him.

 

 

“Al, don't be a pervert like your brother.”

 

 

Al froze in shock and watched Pinako walk ahead of him before brushing profusely and rushing his startled words through his mouth. “Auntie! I didn't mean that way!”

 

 

Pinako stopped and looked into the distance for a moment before carefully taking a puff of her pipe and replying, “Eventually, yes.” Al smiled in contentment for a moment as Pinako continued. “Once they get it through their thick skulls.”

 

 

Trust Pinako to add her own little touch to every statement, even the serious and critical ones. Al was faintly surprised by the fact that he actually sweatdropped, maybe it wasn't just one of those anime/manga character things. [A/N: *snickering in front of computer*]

 

 

“Well, couldn't we help a little? Maybe just nudge them in the right direction?”

 

 

“Alphonse. You should know better than that.” Al looked down at his shoes in shame, happiness briefly filling him as he realized that now he actually could wear shoes. “They need a nice strong shove.”

 

 

Al looked at the elderly woman gleefully before joining her to continue their trek up the dirt path as various schemes ran through Al's head. `Let's see…taking a moonlit walk? No, that's not good enough. A trip into town? No way, Winry would spend everything. But, maybe if we got Ed to buy something for Winry while they were in town!... Nope, Brother would never do something nice like that.' Al sighed in defeat and turned to ask Pinako for any ideas.

 

 

“What do you think--” Before Al could ask for a suggestion, a loud howl of pain reached their ears. “Auntie!”

 

 

“Hurry Al, it's coming from the direction of the house.” Al was once again amazed at the almost everlasting calm and maturity of his favorite, well only, auntie. Knowing Ed, he would have been running around frantically before realizing he should be heading in the direction of the sound to figure out what was wrong. Bringing himself out of his musings, Al began to run towards the house as best as he could with the bag of groceries he held in his hands.

 

 

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Ed groaned in agony as the painful pulse in his head beat in time with the persistent throbbing in his right leg. He could vaguely hear a creaking coming from in front of him before a painful sound echoed through his head and reignited all the flaming pain that he had managed to beat down with his willpower. Looking up slowly and groggily, Ed was able to focus on a figure that was silhouetted by the light of the hallway.

 

 

`A silhouette? How dark is it in here? Someone should turn on the lights.'

 

 

“Ed?” Winry's worried voice floated to his ears, but the volume she used only caused a slight hum of pain to quickly flow through his head.

 

 

“Yeah, I'm up. Turn on the lights, I can't see.”

 

 

“Are you sure?” She was still using a hushed tone.

 

 

“Just turn on the lights!” Ed grimaced at the sudden glare and the pain that accompanied it. His subconscious scream of agony only made it worse. “Shit! Turn it off! Turn it off!” Darkness blessed his vision once again and Ed relaxed the hand he hadn't even notice was tightly curled closed. “Thanks” he whispered, his eyes still tightly closed against any possible remnants of light.

 

 

Soft shuffling made its way towards him and he winced slightly as the bed he was lying on dipped because of the extra weight on the opposite side of the bed.

 

 

“I'm sorry Ed” Winry's voice was strained, as though she was crying. Gentle thuds followed by a quick sniffle confirmed his suspicions.

 

 

“Winry.” he sighed her name in frustration. “Why are you crying?”

 

 

With a sniffle, Winry began a short explanation. “I hit you with the wrench,” at Ed's lack of a comment, she decided to continue, “I hit you too hard. You fainted, but I didn't know and you landed…well you landed…well you landed and I pushed you and--”

 

 

“Winry.” Winry whimpered softly in what sounded like self-pity at the silent command within Ed's voice.

 

 

“You fell on me.”

 

 

“Where?” Agitation seeped into the tone of Ed's voice and the question sounded more like some kind of a command.

 

 

“On me.” Determination and embarrassment twisted their way tightly into Winry's words.

 

Ed opened his eyes to look at Winry and had to stifle a gasp as his eyes widened. `Beautiful' was the only word that Ed could seem to process through his mind at the moment. Winry sat on the edge of the bed opposite him with glittering tear tracks on her cheeks and unshed tears glistened in her eyes. Her hair and skin seemed paler in the moonlight that now streamed through the window in front of them, and Ed suddenly had the urge to reach out and stroke a lock of her hair or the skin on her cheek. His eyelids lowered and somewhere at the back of his mind, Ed watched as his flesh arm reached out towards her and the hand attached to it brushed the tears from her cheeks. `Why am I doing this?' was his last thought before his suddenly heavy eyelids closed and he fell into a warm blanket of darkness.

 

 

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Winry sat in shock as she watched Ed's glowing gold eyes disappear behind his eyelids and his hand fell onto her lap. Worry etched itself into her features before she remembered that her grandmother had told her that the medication the doctor gave Ed would leave him drifting in and out of consciousness before he was able to stay awake for a regular period of time again.

 

 

Suddenly feeling quite tired as well; Winry got up and headed towards her room before a soft sigh stopped her. A whispered sound came from behind her and she strained her ears to hear. Looking over her shoulder at the teenager that was blissfully unaware of the world and lying in the bed in front of her, Winry decided she was imagining things and closed the door behind her.

 

 

Unknown to the young blonde who just left the room, the current occupier of the room restated his unconscious statement with a gentle whisper, `So beautiful…just like Mom.'

 

 

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A/N: This is just the first chapter and I plan on making more. Hopefully if I have one or two good reviews I will have enough courage to post the next chapter soon.