Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Sometimes ❯ You'd tell me this was love... ( Chapter 6 )

You'd tell me this was love…

 

Her first crush was at the age of six. The object of her affections was a seventeen-year-old farmhand. Like with all crushes, especially at this age, she was either completely ignored, or treated as a little sister. She decided to ask Al for advice, because although he was a year younger than she was, he was surprisingly smart. He told her to just say it. As usual, it's better said than done. After five months of stolen glances, lovesick sighs (at which Ed would make a face and tease, “Winry's in love!” to which she'd promptly reply with a smack on the head), and trying in her own way to look pretty enough to notice, she should just say it? No way! She decided to go to someone with more experience in the ways of the female: Trisha Elric.

 

“I've got a problem,” she started. The woman smiled and stopped hanging her laundry to listen. “What is it?” she asked kindly. “Well,” the girl twiddled her fingers and shifted her weight to one foot. “There's this boy…” “A crush, huh?” “Yeah, I don't know how to tell him.” “How old is this boy?” she queried with a spark of mischief in her eye, probably hoping it was one of her sons. The girl answered, “Seventeen.” “Seventeen?” “Uh-huh,” the girl replied, nodding her head fiercely. “Well, how do you feel around him?” The girl scrunched her face in thought. Finally she answered, “Nervous, like I'm gonna throw up. And I feel like everybody's looking at me.” A wistful look crossed the woman's face. “How well do you know him?” “I don't. He works at the farm down the road.” The woman nodded solemnly. “Something tells me that this was meant to stay a crush. Love, true love, grows from friendship. Don't forget that, Winry.”

 

Now she looks at the two boys over her shoulder as they follow her shopping, loaded with parcels. She smiled a faraway smile. “So, would you tell me this was love?” she softly asked the sky.

 

“What was that?” a muffled voice questioned.

 

“Oh, nothing.”