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A/N: Alright, this chapter is the
SAME SCENARIO AS LAST CHAPTER but from WINRY�S POV! So if some sentences or
phrases are the same, it�s deliberate. It starts a little bit before Ed�s POV
and ends a little after the last chapter. I�m basically experimenting with the
style. Tell me what you think!

Enjoy!!

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CHAPTER TWO:

Winry took a deep breath and tried
to remain calm. Breathing in through her nose and out her mouth, counting
backward from ten and imagining happy things did nothing to lessen her helpless
fury.

He�s
such an idiot! she hissed mentally as the cab
slowed and stopped in front of the Central City Military Headquarters. The
imposing building and the scowling sentinels were completely ignored as the
mechanical genius stormed up the stairs, cursing her childhood friend all the
while. Dropping her toolbox to fumble for the identification card Ed had given
her a while back, her bad mood escalated. Finally retrieving the plastic
picture, she was ready to march past the guard box and beat Edward to death
with his own automail.

�Excuse me Miss but with all that�s
going on, you need special permission to enter,� a guard unwisely said,
blocking Winry�s way.

Her head slowly turned and the fires
of hell burned in her eyes. �Get out of my way,� she said quietly. �I am not in the mood.�

Gulping audibly, the guard scurried
backward. �But I can�t let you in!� he protested from a safer distance.

�It�s alright Private,�
a calm voice interfered. �It�s the Full Metal�s mechanic, here to do some
repairs. I�m on orders to escort her.�

With a final glare, Winry sniffed and
stomped past the relieved guard. �Thank you, First Lieutenant.�

Riza
smiled. �Long trip?�

�A long trip for a stupid reason!�
spat Winry. �Idiot shrimp keeps on banging himself up for no reason!�

�Well there might be a reason,�
Hawkeye said softly. �He could go to someone in Central and just get someone
else to fix his automail. But he never does, he always forces you to come and
see him.�

Confused, Winry looked at Riza and shook her head.

�He may just miss you for reasons
he won�t admit��

Big blue eyes widened in shock. �You
mean�?�

�Exactly.�

�No, no way!� Winry shook her head
sharply. �It�s just not possible.� I�m
the one whose had a crush on Ed for so long! He has no
interest in me! None!

Riza
shrugged nonchalantly as she pointed down a hallway. �Believe what you will.
He�s down in the public officer�s hall. It should be empty now but Ed�ll probably take you somewhere else to work. However, if
I can make a suggestion Winry, I�d look for the little signs of interest.�

Winry shook her head as Hawkeye
sauntered off. Riza�s lost her mind! she
thought in shock. I�m, I�m not even going
to think about this and I�ll just treat Edward normally. I�ll fix his arm,
smile and leave. That�s right, that idiot short-as-a-bean boy ruined my
automail yet again!

Thus rearming herself with her
anger, Winry stomped down the austere corridor.

�Edward!� she yelled. Which room is he in? He�s not answering
me�that little twerp is hiding from me, I just know it! �Ed! Answer me damn
it!� Winry shouted, her hands fisted as her patience
dwindled. Which room-aha! The door at the end of the
hallway had a plaque on it declaring it the �Public Officer Recreational Hall of
the Amertis Military Forces.�

Just
like that moron to not remember that there are signs on the damn door,
Winry thought with an entirely mental eye roll. Reaching into her pocket, she
fondled the head of her favorite wrench. Play
with fire and you�ll get burnt�

Flinging the door open, Winry
heaved for breath. Though she was used to the weight, lugging a thirty pound
box full of metal and iron around would tire anyone out. Unfortunately for
Edward�s cranium, the mechanic was not so exhausted that she couldn�t
immediately fling a wrench
to land on Ed�s forehead with a fascinating results.

Winry watched in satisfaction was
the Full Metal Alchemist flew backward off his seat and landed with a thump on
the floor.

�ARGH!� Ed
howled, grabbing at his bleeding forehead. �You deranged lunatic! What the hell
was that for?!?�

Sniffing imperiously, Winry mutely
pointed at the damaged elbow socket of Ed�s automail. Why does he bother asking stupid questions when it�s perfectly obvious
why I�m pissed? �My creation was ruined again.
I swear, if I
had known you were going to be so reckless, I wouldn�t have given you
automail!�

�Liar,� Edward replied.

�Break it one more time and see what a liar I
am!� It�s hard to threaten someone you
want to kiss, Winry thought in self-amusement. All she could really
concentrate on was Ed�s beautiful golden hair falling like silk through his
fingers as he rubbed at the slight wound. Amber eyes tightened in pain but she
could well imagine his eyes closing for another reason, an entirely more
pleasant reason.

He�s
so handsome and he doesn�t even realize it! Winry thought in disgust. I swear, if any of the guys back home looked
half this good to me, I�d be having sex all day long!

As the day was relatively warm with
a brisk breeze through an open window, Ed had on a short sleeved black shirt
with his usual leather pants. Lying there on the floor, his mouth was pouting
in the sexy and enticing way it did and Winry wanted to lean down, capture his
lips and feel the texture of his tongue on hers.

Get
a hold of yourself!, she chided herself with a
blush. Trying not to daydream and fascinate about Edward was an almost
impossible task but Winry always tried her best.

Corded arm muscles were obvious
whenever the seventeen year old boy moved and his legs were splayed open in a
sprawl. Just one peek,
she promised herself and snuck a discreet look at the front of Ed�s pants.
Though not terribly experienced, she could tell he was unaroused
and if this was Ed in his unexcited state�

Nonsense,
she berated herself. It�s because he
wears his trousers too tight! He is not that endowed! It was no use. Winry
felt herself getting hotter just looking at her childhood friend.

Does
he really feel something for me? she wondered,
trying not to raise her hopes. Stifling a groan of sexual frustration as she
imagined all the things Ed would do to her if he was interested, Winry finally
noticed Ed checking out what she was wearing.

What
did Riza say before? �Look for the little signs of
interest.� Hmm�I wonder if this is one of those signs? She shifted one foot to the other
while Ed sat on the floor like a dunce, frustration rearing its impatient head.
I�m tires of wondering and waiting! Don�t
I always take charge? Why am I being such a pansy about this? Winry came to
a sudden decision. I am going to find
out. I�ve been on pins and needles over this for so long, I�m sick of it! He�s
a teenaged boy. He has more hormones then almost anything else on the planet.
If he�s interested at all, it�ll show. All I have to do it show that I�m
interested.

Looking down at herself, she
smirked inwardly. She had dressed relatively conservative today for Pinako�s sake but since her grandmother wasn�t here�

�Hello? Earth to Ed!� Winry called, waving a hand in front of Ed�s
blank face that was intently staring at her stomach.

�Oh. Sorry,� Ed muttered, ripping
his eyes away.

Shaking her head, Winry held out a
hand to help her childhood friend up. Bracing herself for the contact and the
lightning she seemed to feel whenever they touched, she gladly suffered through
the flashes of sexual awareness that flooded her system and made her body tingle.

Ed accepted her hand and although
Winry checked for the signs, he seemed to be totally unaffected by her touch. Damn it all, she thought in annoyance as
she looked at his tightened lips. He
looks pissed, not turned on!

Winry smiled anyways when she noticed
the huge hulk of iron sitting on the sidelines. It was always nice to see calm
and thoughtful Alphonse.

�How are you Al?� she asked,
picking up her toolbox once more.

�I�m all right. How�s Auntie Pinako?� Al asked, standing to follow Edward to where the
automail repair would actually be done.

�She�s good. Guess who got a new
sheep dog?�

Al and Winry continued talking
about the going and comings of Rizenpool, chatting as
the threesome walked from the public officer�s hall to a private room where the
mechanic could set up her station to fix Ed�s automail. Reaching the room,
Winry set up her stool and arranged her tool set. Already knowing the drill, Ed
silently stripped off his shirt as he sat down.

Winry mentally applauded herself
for not giving in to the urge to run her nails down his perfect chest as it was
revealed. There was just something about his compact body that stirred the
blood in Winry�s veins. His nipples sat on a defined
set of pectorals and were distended from the slight chill in the air, proudly
rising off his chest like little pink pebbles. His arms and shoulders were
sculpted and one could see the tendons and ligaments shift as he moved. His
stomach was an abdomen of a warrior, tight with no excess fat. Yet it was the
sexy indent about three inches above his pants that made Winry�s
mouth go dry.

Stupid
bellybutton! she cursed halfheartedly as erotic
images of Ed panting, nude and sweaty and groaning her name as she delved her
tongue into that same indent drew themselves in her mind. Unable to look away,
she gave a silent prayer of gratitude for Ed�s lack of self-awareness. From
face to neck to shoulders and arms to torso, Ed was something Winry had
realized a long time ago that she wanted badly.

He�s
just too carefree, she sighed, gazing at the slight trail of blond hair
that led the way to the infamous crotch area. He shouldn�t be showing his body like this, flinging off his shirt
whenever! A body like his could cause a riot, she
exaggerated to herself.

Suddenly, a realization slammed
into Winry and she quickly took another look at Ed.

Oh
my god�, she thought in stupefied wonder. He�s aroused! His crotch area looks fuller then it did a few minutes
ago! I don�t believe it! He is into
me! Or at least, his body is. But what do I do with him now? she wondered a bit frantically. I didn�t think this far ahead!

�Well, I can�t work with you in a
chair dumb-ass,� Winry chided, hoping Ed couldn�t see how attracted she was to
him as easily as she could see his interest. �Get up onto the desk.�

�It was nice of the Colonel to lend
you his office,� Al said, unaware of the tension flowing off the two older
teenagers.

Ed looked around and grimaced.
�Don�t remind me,� the blonde alchemist snorted. �He�s going to ask for some
extravagant favor from this. It�s what he does. Nothing is done without some
string attached.� Ed hopped up onto the desk and reclined on his arms. �But at
least my ass is on his desk and he can�t say a word. Maybe I should pee on it
or something��

Winry rolled her eyes, trying to
concentrate on anything but how easy it would be to crawl onto Edward and trap
him. A flash of her daydream hit her again and as the ache in her abdomen grew,
inspiration hit. �Yes because that�s having a mature attitude,� she retorted a
second too late.

�You don�t work with the
sanctimonious bastard,� Ed said vehemently, not noticing her hesitation as he began
to grouse about his enemy. He scowled and clenched his human fist. �I can�t
even begin to tell you-�

�Good. Don�t. I�m not interested,�
Winry interrupted. She cleared her throat, hoping that Ed- a genius of the
highest level- was still too na�ve to figure her plan out. �Now, if you�re a
really good boy and sit still for once, I�ll get some oil on this expensive
mahogany desk.�

Ed flashed his beloved mechanic a
wide grin that crinkled his nose and flashed all his teeth. �You�re the
greatest!� he said with a laugh. �What did I do to get such a nice favor?�

Winry was silent as she adjusted
the knobs on some tools and fixed a lever on another. I swear, after I have my way with him, I�m going to smack him whenever
he does that. It�s just not legal for a seventeen year old to looks that
adorable and sexy while laughing! Maybe it�s because he usually doesn�t laugh
at all that makes his joy so pleasing to see�

�Nothing.
I�m just a sweet girl,� she said finally, her thoughts focused on how miserable
Edward�s past was.

�Not in this lifetime,� Ed said
with a smirk.

Oh,
a lot of things can happen in this lifetime that you don�t
suspect, she chuckled to herself.
Starting with a spontaneous strip tease�

Taking fate into her own hands, Winry
shrugged out her jacket, leaving her in a t-shirt and then slipped out of her
pants. Desperately trying to not die of blushing, she peeked at Edward from the
corner of her eye. Slowly, a small smile grew on her face. Thank god for
panties.

Edward looked as if all the air had
been sucked out of his body, leaving nothing but a panicked expression behind.

�Uh, what are you doing?� Al asked
Winry in shock. �Why are you taking off your pants??�

Striving to seem nonchalant, she
offhandedly replied, �Because it�s more comfortable this way for me.�

Al shot Edward a confused look and
all the state alchemist could was shrug helplessly.

Satisfied with
both of their reactions, Winry pulled up a chair and waited for Al to leave.

On cue, Al made up an excuse and
left Edward and Winry alone, much to the blonde mechanic�s delight.

First
work and then play, Winry thought gleefully to herself. After all, how bad could Ed have ruined my
automail since last time?

It was quiet in the little room as
each concentrated on the task ahead. Eyebrows furrowed in concentration, Winry
turned a few hidden valves and shut off the oil flow in the broken appendage.
Checking that the electric power was off, Winry first did a thorough inspection
of unbroken bits. Moving each finger, examining the wiring in
the wrist and, skipping the elbow, inspecting the essential shoulder joint.

Good
boy Ed. The rest of the arm is basically undamaged. �Everything is in
working order,� she announced. �Now to the tough part.�

Carefully disengaging the arm
entirely, Winry scooted closer. I�m glad
it�s not worse but it�s still such an odd injury. How can just the elbow joint
break? Maybe, Winry suddenly imagined,
something tried to break off his arm again and the easiest way to do that would
be the elbow. If that�s broken the rest of the arm is useless. Who tried to
kill him? And why? He�ll never tell me, she
acknowledged to herself pensively. I
worry so much but he�ll never say a word, the stubborn ass. Who knows, maybe
this time it�ll be different.

��So what happened?�
Winry asked quietly. Ed looked away.

�Usual.�

Winry didn�t even look up. Edward Elric, you
god damned coward! Tell me! I need to know! She waited a beat but as the
tension in Ed�s machinery got more acute, she knew that once again she was
being shut out. �Fine. Don�t tell me,� she snapped out
as the true damage to the automail was revealed under her skilled fingers.

�I�m not,� he replied softly, his
golden eyes not meeting hers.

As
usual, I�m the only one who doesn�t know. I hate this place,
I hate fixing him when he doesn�t care enough to even try and lie to make me
feel better. I hate you sometimes Edward, Winry told him silently and
vehemently. I swear, you make me so
frightened, I hate you for it.

Winry refocused on the broken joint
and blinked in stupefaction, her hurt dying away as shock set in. She had to be
seeing things wrong! It was simply impossible that Ed managed do so much damage
to his automail in so little time. Again.

Her head began to swim as the sheer
amount of damage became apparent as more and more layers of the delicate
machinery was revealed. She could feel her temper
snapping like a too-taut sail on a boat in a storm. Edward looked into her
furious blue eyes and looked away heedlessly.

Suddenly, Winry sat up with a
curse. �What the hell have you been doing
to this arm?� she whispered threateningly.

�Uh�..,�
Ed mumbled uselessly.

�There�s a bad upper ball joint so
your brakes are stilted! The fuel filter is clogged and the suspension is out
of wack! Again!� Winry
shouted, waving a screwdriver in frustration.

�Um�.�

�And how the hell did you manage to
flatten a lug nut?!? They�re made out of magnesium alloy! I don�t even want to
know how you destroyed these coilovers! Do you know
what these coilovers are??� the mechanic demanded
furiously.

�Actually-,� began Edward.

�These are Apexi
N-1 Damper coilovers!� Winry continued, ignoring Ed�s
lame attempts at exoneration. �Apexi coilovers are used in race cars Ed! How
come you ruin these but race cars don�t!?�

�Stop treating me like a car and maybe I wouldn�t ruin it, huh? Didn�t think
of that did you??� Ed shouted,
temper flaring as Winry�s scolding went overlong.

�Of course I don�t think you�re on
par with a race car!� Winry shouted back, wanting to pull out her hair in sheer
frustration. Idiot! Moron! Shrimp! Ant! Midget! Bean! Bean sized
midget! Winry railed mentally. My
beautiful automail!! I worked for almost six hours straight, developed a back
problem and gained three pounds because I ate chocolate to keep awake for that
arm! CARELESS JACKASS!!!!

�Hey!!!�

�Shut up and let me work,� Winry
snapped. What am I going to do with all
this? I know what I have to do but it�s going to be a roughshod job�Looking
at Edward, she heaved a sigh. �I don�t think I can fix all this now�I don�t
even have the right parts!� Rubbing her head, Winry sat for a moment, debating
what to do. �I only have a day here so whatever I�ve got is going to have to
do,� she decided out loud. You owe me for
this, Elric. I intend to take my payment in flesh. Literally.

�That�s fine,� Ed replied. �Just
get fixing. I have stuff to do.�

You
asshole, she marveled at the sulking teenager. How can he be such a jerk?!?! Resorting to her favorite method of
making her displeasure known, Winry picked up her favorite screwdriver and,
with great satisfaction, slammed it onto Ed�s human knee.

�DAMN IT!!!� Ed howled, gripping
the knee. �ABUSIVE MECHANIC FREAK!!!�

�Shortie,�
Winry retorted. That�ll teach you! Abuse
my automail, pay the piper!

Ed growled but said nothing more.

Finally,
he shuts up and stops saying stupid things, Winry spitefully thought as she
shifted and tried to reach a certain part in the shattered elbow. Sighing in
irritation, she tried to go around the arm circumference but to no avail. �Damn
it,� she mumbled as she moved around, her entire upper body on Edward�s knee as
she tried to reach the under-elbow joint. Though irritated that Ed�s arm was
not cooperating, Ed�s shortened breath and the way his eyes kept darting to the
front of her tank top was going a far way to mollify the mechanic.

Well,
I�m sure he didn�t mean for it to get so ruined�besides, whoever said you can�t
play and work at the same time was obviously not a female, Winry thought
mischievously. We can multitask so much
easier!

�I can�t get to it,� she muttered,
forcing a smile from her face. �This is a quickie fix so I don�t want you to take off
the arm entirely�� she mused out loud. �But how to reach there�?� Leaning back,
she examined the elbow and pretended to have a brainstorm. �Since you can�t hold your arm up and I can�t
reach like this,� Winry announced, �I have to sit on your lap. Move back a
little.�

�Oh oka-what?!??!� Ed wheezed in horror. �No way!�

�Too bad,� Winry said and, with no
other warning, easily sat astride Edward.

He made a gasping noise and
underneath her, a certain portion of semi-hard anatomy went completely rigid.

Well,
well, well�Winry thought devilishly.
Looks who isn�t as disinterested as he pretended. It might have been
breaking a few unspoken rules to sit on him like this but Winry was a firm
believer in the theory that rules were made to be broken.

As Ed squirmed and shifted beneath
her, Winry could feel his hardness pressed against her. Swallowing a groan, she
tinkered mindlessly as the awareness of Ed�s body beneath hers made her entire
body flush with heat.

One hand was braced on his shoulder
and the strength in his shoulders made her want to dig her fingers in and squirm along with him. Edward�s naked chest was waiting for
her touch and Winry strived to resist. Casually touching him when she pulled a
wire into alignment, she nearly sighed aloud when his nipples tightened in
reaction.

Oh,
you do want me! Knowing and
glorying in the knowledge, Winry shifted deliberately, forcing Ed�s eyes to her
legs. His cheeks turned pink and he
began to mumble the periodic table of elements, obviously trying to not succumb
to her body.

Succumb,
damn you! Winry urged. Touch me!
Reach out, rub your hand on me, slip that cold metal hand up my panties and take me on the desk, she
begged, wanting to slid her hands down and touch him so badly she could almost
taste him in her mouth.

Of course, she knew that if Ed had
known she was thinking this, he would have asphyxiated in horror.

Deliberately moving her breasts on
Edward�s sensitive skin, Winry�s hand moved over the
handle of her screwdriver and twisted it, grinding on him as she did so.

Ed�s eyes fluttered closed for a
moment with a husky groan.

�Ed?� Winry asked quickly,
shuddering slightly as Ed�s golden eyes became amber with lust. �Are you
alright?�

Stubborn as always, Ed said nothing.
�Fine.�

�You don�t look fine,� Winry
pushed. Come on Ed! Admit you want me!
Please, she begged him with her eyes,
admit it!

�I�m fine. I swear. Keep fixing.
Get this over with.�

Moron!! Winry huffed to herself with a scowl.
�Fine. Snap at me,� she grumbled, twisting a screw a
little tighter then necessary.

�Ow,� he
winced.

�You�re such a baby, I swear! It�s
the most ridiculous thing,� Winry scoffed, her frustration gaining an edge over
her patience.

�This arm happens to be connected
to my arm nerves,� Ed sulked.

Damn
it, stop sulking and pouting! Stupid pout, she thought angrily. Makes me want to strip off his pants and�Winry
heaved a sigh.

Unintentionally, her nipples
brushing against Ed�s chest and her hair swinging into his face. A hand Ed had
balanced on the desk squeezed into a tight fist.

He�s
so emotionally repressed, he can�t even give in to stupid, regular hormones, Winry
thought sadly. He�s seventeen and he
won�t even touch a girl on his lap who is sending out more signals then a radio
tower! I�ll make you give in, she swore to the boy
she was torturing. I will!

Winry sat down and her inner thighs
and most private area were plastered against Ed�s thighs and lap. She squirmed
as her hands deftly manipulated a gear. She hummed a happy tune, happy to be
fixing, tinkering and teasing.

Ed was breathing heavily and Winry
couldn�t help joining him, her usually sure fingers fumbling over the familiar
bolts and wires. The feeling of his thick cock straining underneath her was heavenly
and forbidden. About to reach down and
force Edward into finally kissing her, she was interrupted by the office door
opening suddenly.

�Are we interrupting something?�
the Flame Alchemist asked dryly.

�Yes!� Ed snapped. �I happened to
be getting my arm fixed! Would you get out?�

Winry wondered what Hawkeye would
do if she brained the Colonel with a screwdriver. Ed�ll never give in now, she thought in
frustration. He gets so uptight around
military people.

Standing in the doorway was Mustang
with Riza at his right shoulder as always. Breda, Havoc and Feury crowded behind the two, peering with great interest
at the scene taking place in the Colonel�s office.

�Why is Miss Winry on your lap?� Breda asked with a raised eyebrow.

�And on the Colonel�s desk!�
whistled Havoc. �Who knew Full Metal�s got himself some a-�

�It�s nothing like that!� Ed
protested desperately much to Winry�s annoyance.

Feury�s
eyes were wide. �Wow�so unabashed about it.�

�She�s fixing my arm,� Edward said
strongly, not noticing the scowl on Winry�s pretty
mouth.

�I�m in middle of a delicate
operation here and bystanders are not appreciated,� Winry informed the officers
with a glare. Interfering idiots!

�You know, if I had known a pretty
girl would sit herself on my lap, I might have been a little less careful on
the battlefield and gladly gotten automail,� Roy
said flirtatiously.

�Joy,� Winry replied in a expressionless tone. Never
mind the fact that you�re old enough to be my dad. �I�ll tell Granny Pinako.� After I�d kick your ass.

Roy
smiled. �I�m sure your granny wouldn�t mind. I�m a great catch.�

Ed and Winry shared a smile, each
knowing that if Pinako had overheard the Flame
Alchemist�s overtures to her granddaughter, the only place he�d need automail
would be below his belt.

�Sure Colonel,� drawled Ed with a
snort. �Go on thinking that��

Winry giggled as Riza shut her superior up with a potent glare. Poor man. He�s whipped and he doesn�t even realize
it!

�I still say,� Breda said with a little smile,
�that Winry�s a little too close for just an arm
adjustment. If we�re interrupting something, we�ll leave.�

�Got to hell, all
of you!� Ed shouted angrily.

Winry turned around to add her own
retorts but a strangled gasp from Ed caused her face him again. �What�s wrong?�
she asked worriedly.

Ed tried to breath. When Winry had
moved to yell at Mustang and his crew, her entire bottom had unmercifully
rotated around his engorged manhood.

Whoops,
Winry thought guiltily. She wanted Edward to come undone for her but not in
front of those who would mock him. �What�s wrong?� Winry asked again, playing
the innocent.

�Nothing,� Ed swore quickly. �Absolutely nothing!�

Five pair�s of eyes in the doorway
widened.

�Oh my,� smiled Roy.
�Someone has a small issue��

Damn
it all, if they make fun of him, I�ll�I�ll do something really painful to all
of them!! Winry growled protectively. No one was making fun of her Edward
while Winry Rockbell could stop it. Someone had to
protect the sensitive alchemist and Winry knew that it was her job to be there
for him and shelter him.

�How old is Ed again?� Havoc said with
a grin.

�Almost seventeen,� chuckled Feury, knowing the reason
behind the question.

�Poor boy,� Breda sympathized with a loud
laugh. �I don�t know if he�s going through heaven or hell!�

Winry stared at the chuckling men
in shocked disgust. Do they really think that
I don�t understand? Morons! Men are all idiots! About to open her mouth to
verbally slay Edward�s enemies, she looked down and saw the defensive stoop to
his shoulders and the guarded look in his eyes. Never mind. He won�t appreciate it if I did say something.

�Enough,� sighed
Hawkeye. �Leave the poor boy alone.�

�Ed, What
are they talking about?� Winry asked in fake confusion, playing her role.

�I�.I have no idea!� Ed lied.
�They�re leaving now anyways so it doesn�t matter!�

�I�m not going anywhere,� chuckled Roy.

�Yes you are,� disagreed
Hawkeye.

God
bless Riza, Winry thought gratefully. Poor Ed
looked like he was going to die from blushing.

�Aw, come on Hawkeye,� whined Roy.
�I can get months of teasing material from this!�

Leveling her gun at her superior�s
temple, Riza raised one eyebrow. �You were saying
sir?�

�Nothing, First Lieutenant,� sighed the Colonel.

�Can we stay?� grinned
Havoc.

�Sure! Record Ed�s deflow-� Mustang asked.

With a quick movement, Riza shot off two bullets, one near Havoc�s crotch and
other by Mustang�s. �No one is staying, am I clear?� Hawkeye asked
rhetorically.

Gasping for breath and cupping
himself protectively, Havoc was the first to scurry out the door. Mustang
heaved a sigh but sauntered out.

�Have a good time, Full Metal!� he
called out as he left.

�Shut up!!� the youngest state
alchemist yelled, sighing in relief as the door
closed.

�By the way,� Riza
said as she stuck her head back in. �You can transmute everything easily so
there�s no excuse to not remember to wear armor.�

Winry glared at the stoic woman.
Not helping, she mouthed angrily.

�It�s not like that!!� Ed protested
wildly, his arms waving. The mechanic stared as Ed yelled protests and
generally looked like a performing tomato.

Winry giggled helplessly. �Your
face is all red!�

�You shut up too,� Edward said as
he sulked.

Winry shook her head with a smile. He really is too cute. Impulsively, she
leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss onto Ed�s cheek. �They were just
teasing. It�s no reason to get upset,� she soothed.

Ed tensed and the relaxation Winry
had felt underneath her disappeared as his gaze became transfixed on her mouth.

That
did it for him? She thought in confusion.
None of the sexy, fun stuff but the innocent kiss turns him on? Can�t be�

�Something the matter?�
Winry asked. �Your muscles are very tense.�

His entire body focused on the
delicious torture of the tempting Winry sitting on his lap, Ed gave a grim
smile. �You don�t say?� he mumbled sarcastically.

Yet something was different this
time. His face was not as red and his eyes met hers.

He�s
not as embarrassed, Winry realized.
He�s seems almost�comfortable with us like this. But why?

All of a sudden, the mystery became
clear to Winry. I, who knows Ed better
then almost anyone, didn�t see how much he would hate deliberate teasing. It�s
basically lying and he�s had enough deceptions and mysteries in his life that
of course he wouldn�t want to respond to my being such a cock tease.

Ashamed and confused, Winry
adjusted a section of automail and suddenly eased off Ed. �I gotta go get something from my toolbox. Give me a sec.�

He
likes honesty, she scolded herself as she began to
walk down the hall. He likes honesty
above all things. Stopping suddenly, she strode back to the office to see
Ed lying on the desk, grumbling to herself.

He
likes honesty so I�ll let him know a few things. First of those things being�

�By the way,� Winry called as her pretty
blonde head popped back into the office, �nice woody!�

Ed surged up with a strangled gasp
that had Winry laughing with fake gaiety. Waving, she left the room again.
�Well, now he knows I�m not as innocent as I seemed,� she whispered to herself
nervously.

�Was I right?� came the question.

Surprised, Winry looked into the
friendly eyes of Riza Hawkeye.

�How�d it go?� the first lieutenant
prompted.

Sighing, the young girl admitted to
what she had done, all the teasing and her pretense to be sweet and na�ve. �I
just wish I had realized earlier how much that wasn�t his thing,� she concluded
guiltily.

�Don�t be stupid,� Riza said firmly. �You�ll apologize after you ri-�

Winry interrupted frantically, �Hey,
you want to know something?�

At Riza�s
questioning look, Winry grinned. �He is most certainly not in proportion with
his height��

�Oh really?�
Hawkeye said with widened eyes. �Well, well, well�!�

�Ed�s definitely not as short as I
thought.�

�Not so shocking. Boys grow.�

�By the way, did you call in those
other soldiers? It wasn�t nice,� Winry scolded. �Ed hates having his arm looked
at. Even if it doesn�t bother you or the others, everyone should be a little
more considerate of him, especially since he works so hard and does so much. He�s
still a kid y�know and-�

Riza
smiled sadly. �You really have it bad for him,� she said softly.

Blushing, Winry refused to answer
but no reply was as good as an admittance of feelings.

�You protect him against those who
would hurt him, you protect him from himself and� you protect him from
yourself,� Riza continued quietly. �It�s funny.�

�Why?�

�You remind me of myself��

We
are a sad pair of strong women, Winry thought with a wry smile. Brought low by men who don�t even
acknowledge us.

Motioning for the mechanic to start
walking again, Riza was silent, waiting for Winry to
speak what was obviously on her mind. Winry�s mobile
face gave away all her trepidations and fears.

�Ed will hate me for what I�ve
done�� the girl worried aloud finally.

Riza
chuckled and shook her head. �Winry, you made a mistake. He won�t hold it
against you. I�m sure if you apologize, Ed won�t be mad.�

�I did something I shouldn�t have,�
Winry sighed. �Maybe if this was the first time I�ve deliberately done
something I�ve known he wouldn�t like, he�d forgive me. But I�ve pulled this
stunt too many times ��

�You�ve sat on his lap before now?�

�No,� snapped Winry. �But there was
this time with his watch and he was so upset and...well,
he deserves to be furious.�

�Yes, he does,� agreed Riza. �But he�ll forgive you. He�s forgiven you before, he�ll
do it again.�

�Because he likes me and I�m his
friend?� Winry asked hopefully.

�No,� snorted Riza. �Because you�ve got a pretty
face and a nice chest. Make your looks work for you,� she advised. �A
guy will forgive a girl almost anything, especially if the argument was that
you were too eager in trying to get him naked with you.�

Winry blushed miserably. �I sound
like a tramp��

�Sex is the great equalizer,� Riza said as she left Winry at a doorway. �Remember that.�

The confused girl stared at
Hawkeye�s back for a few moments, trying to take in what the enigmatic older
woman had meant. Giving up, she walked into the room that she had stored the
rest of her tools. Confusion or not, there was still automail to fix.

Stupid
Edward, she thought fondly as she sifted through her supplies. Breaking stuff I can�t fix here�can I
substitute the 1.5 wire for a 1.8? Straightening, she tapped her foot as
the problem stayed unsolved. �I could,� she mumbled, �but then I would have to
adjust the break extensions and that�s always a pain. On the other hand, the
ball joint has got to be reconnected and�Damn it Edward! My poor automail is
going to look like some amateur�s work!!� She hissed, kicking a nearby filing
cabinet. �Damn it all to hell!!�

�Mad?� came
a sarcastic remark. �I think I should be the one upset.�

Whirling around, Winry gasped in
fright, �Ed! You scared me!�

Glowering, Edward stomped forward
until only two more steps would have his body pressed against hers. �I haven�t
begun to scare you,� he whispered dangerously. �Not at all��

Winry looked at the Full Metal
alchemist and gulped. Knowing him as well as she did, he was easy enough to
read and, as his eyes flashed with fury and his fists clenched, Winry tried to
back away. He had simply thrown on a tank top and didn�t even bother with his
gloves. I haven�t seen him this incensed
since, oh god, I don�t even know!

�I�m sorry,� she began but was cut
off by Edward�s scorning laugh.

�You are a bitch,� Ed said, biting
off each word. �I can�t believe you did that. You knew how�uncomfortable I was
and you just dragged it out, making fun of me!�

Shaking her head desperately, Winry
tried to understand when this had all gotten so out of control. �No, let me
explain. I-�

�You were talking with Riza before you came in and that�s why all those Breda, Fuery
and the god damned Colonel came in!�

�I didn�t talk to her about that
and I would never invite those guys in! You know me better then that!�

�Do I know that? After all, I never
would have thought that you were a tease,� he reasoned. �You did this to get
back at me for breaking the arm, right?�

�No, you moron!�
Winry shouted in annoyance. �Yes, I was mad at you but not enough to do that!�

�Oh? So I was imagining the fact
that you were being a tease?�

Opening her mouth, the girl tried
to find some way to defend herself but could not.

Edward snorted. �I see.�

�No, you don�t!� Winry said
strongly. Trying to marshal her thoughts together, she rubbed a hand on her
face. �I was wrong, I admit that but I didn�t mean anything mean by it! I�ve
wanted you to�I just wanted you to�.�

Edward waited for her to continue
but Winry, red faced and on the verge of tears, stubbornly refused to say
another word.

Glancing up at him, she could see
his eyes widening in surprised realization.

Winry could feel Ed�s curious eyes on her but she remained silent. Well, now he knows! I am not going to finish
that sentence though! she vowed. It�s bad enough that he thinks that I�m a,
a slut and knows that I did all that squirming and stripping on purpose. No way
I�ll tell him why I did it!

�You just wanted me to what,
Winry?� Ed asked softly, his voice dangerous in a much different way. Taking
one step closer, he brushed a piece of hair away from her big, blue eyes. �What
did you want me to do?�

�N, nothing,� the girl stuttered as
Ed�s stepped nearer. Her hands seemed to lift of their own accord to rest
against his chest.

�You know, I should be pissed off
at you but right now,� the alchemist whispered, �I can�t seem to remember why.�

�Oh�,� Winry said softly. �I think
it was because-�

Ed shook his head fondly. �I was
being sarcastic, you machine junky. I know why and maybe later I�ll get upset
again. But right now,� he whispered, letting his human fingers trail over her
face and dance over her collarbone. �Right now, you let something slip and I
know what it was. I know but I want to hear it from you,� he said gently and
firmly.

�I�� Winry tried to talk but Ed�s
fingers felt too good as they touched her tenderly.

�Tell me�,� Ed urged, his face
coming closer and closer.

�I, I wanted you to�,� Winry said
breathlessly as Edward�s eyes became half lidded and the scent of cinnamon
wafted toward her from his hair.

�Why did you tease me like that?�
Ed pushed as he slowly pressed his body against hers softly. �Why?�

�I wanted you to touch me,� Winry admitted
as she closed her eyes. �I just need you to notice me, think about me for one
minute� I just want some sign from you that you see me,� she whispered
unhappily. �I just want you to want me� just a little bit��

�Oh, I want you more then a little
bit,� Ed admitted, barely audible as his mouth descended to dance lightly
across Winry�s lips. �Foolish girl, why didn�t you
say anything?� he asked, pulling away.

�I was scared,� Winry admitted as she moved forward unconsciously to feel him
again. �Show me why I was wrong to be scared Edward. Prove it to me,� she dared,
fear and hope warring within her.

For a long moment, golden eyes met
blue in a timeless second of anticipation.

Winry licked her lips and beckoned
him closer with a flick of her tongue.

With a smile, Edward let both hands
hold Winry firmly by the waist and he leaned in to kiss her deeply.

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A/N: So there you have it. No lemon and I�m
not so happy with the way this turned out. I tried to make her a little les
bitchy and cocktease-esque but I don�t think I really
succeeded.

The next chapter could either be a lemon or a look at this
chapter again from Riza�s view. I�m leaning more
toward lemon simply b/c I don�t think the plot is strong enough for a few more
character POVs. I hope you enjoyed! Please review and
let me know what you thought!
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