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Summary: When faced with Love�s difficulty, can three
people locked in its hold push aside their fear for the sake of it?� Sequel to
Feel Me, Shame Me, Heal Me.

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When the Cherry Blossoms Bloom

Episode 20�In Truth We Trust

Trying
to catch her breath, Winry leaned the back of her head against the side of
the house and Roy�s mouth crashed to hers, kissing her hard and deep, as she
unwrapped her legs from him. His hands gripped her waist securely as she
stood on her feet. She felt him smooth her skirt down, but his hand
seemed to move about her belly.

She
twisted her face to the side, breaking their heated kiss. As much as she
was enjoying it, his soft, gentle touches, she had to get him to stop
this. It was having a dangerous effect on her heart. �Roy, you�you need to
stop touching me.�

He
grinned, pressing his nose to hers. �I like it too much. I need to
touch you, all the time.� Roy had gone so long without touching her that he really
needed to as much as he could. Feeling her hands on his chest, she was
trying to push him off her and he only leaned closer, pressing himself along
the length of her body. �Don�t push me from you, Winry. Not
now. You certainly didn�t push me away last night after, I thought that
maybe you were finally able to accept me back.�

Winry
glanced down at the grass and let out a long breath. �I can�t do this. I
always lose my head around you. You make it impossible for me to think
straight.� She felt that hand of his go between her legs again and she
squealed. �Hey, stop that,� she panted.

Roy felt their mingled essence
and he smiled lightly knowing that it she would not be able to deny her
feelings. �Stop fearing this, stop fearing me and yourself.�

Gripping
his wrist tightly, she roughly pushed his hand from her. �You�re one to
talk about fear,� she snapped harshly. Winry saw his eye narrow in anger
and hurt. �You have no right to lecture me on the subject, Roy, and you
know it.� It made her feel just a little guilty for saying that, but she
still stood her ground. It was true. He had no right to lecture her
on fear.

He
was about to comment when he heard a woman say "I hope I�m not
interrupting" next to him and Winry and they both sharply turned their
heads, finding Gracia Hughes and Elysia standing there who was holding two
small, wrapped in green, boxes. There was a hidden smirk on Gracia�s
face.

Taking
two steps from Winry, Roy put some distance between them. He wondered how
long she had been standing there.

Gracia
pointed towards the front door. �We knocked several times but there was
no answer. I heard voices and we came around the side here.�

With
one more look back at Roy, Winry found his expression indicating that this
conversation was far from over. She then turned her complete attention to
Gracia. �The party is around back.� She gestured to back yard. �Uh,
excuse me a moment.� and Winry raced towards the house, she needed to get a
clean pair of panties along with making sure that what happened just a few
moments ago doesn�t end up causing her to have another child. And that left
Gracia and Elysia alone with Roy.

Gracia
smiled up at Roy, who only arched his brow. He turned to walk back
towards the party with her and her daughter following after him.

He
had to remember he was angry with Gracia. He heard Elysia giggle and run
over to join the children.

�Roy,� Gracia started to
say. �I can honestly say I didn�t expect to see you here.�

He
turned his head, so he could look at her and his eye narrowed. �I could
say the same thing about you.�

She
smiled, �Winry�s my friend. Elysia and I have visited her from time to time
over the years.� Gracia�s smile melted when he started walking away from
her. She only followed him to a table where he sat down. �You�re
mad at me for something.�

His
single gaze glared up at her. �You knew about the children, you were here
with Winry when she had them. How could you not have told me about
them?� All the times he had stopped by to see her in Central and she
couldn�t have found time to tell him once about this.

Sitting
down beside him, Gracia felt a little bad. �It wasn�t really my place
to. It was something Winry asked me not to do. She didn�t want to
hold you back.�

�She
doesn�t want me anymore.� He wasn�t just talking about sex and he was sure,
Gracia picked that up.

Gracia�s
right brow lifted. �Oh, that�s ridiculous. Of what I saw, there was no
indication that she doesn�t want to be with you. Put yourself in her shoes for
a moment, try and understand what she�s feeling.�

�She
keeps pushing from me. She won�t let me in.� He stared downward, his brow
creasing in thought.

Gracia
looked towards Elysia and the other children. �Prove it to her more than
just with words and your usual tactics, Roy.� She smirked and looked back
towards him with a smile. �Nothing has ever remained constant in her
life. Her loved ones always came and gone, always slipping through
her fingers. Give her something to really grab onto.� She saw his
brow crease and that meant he was thinking about something serious.

Two
figures out of the corner of his eye caught Roy�s attention and he looked over at his parents. They
seemed to have noticed him looking for they made their way over to him.

�Roy,� Gerald said with
an incline of his head. He looked at the woman with short, brown hair
sitting beside his son. �Who�s this?� His tone was slightly accusing and
it had Roy
roll his eye.

�This
is an old friend,� Roy answered. �Maes was her husband.�

Gracia
smiled, but it lost a little of its brilliance. She would always miss him
no matter how many years have passed. She could tell just by looking at
the couple that they were Roy�s parents. �I�m just trying to give him a little
boost here.�

Wanting
to avoid his parents, Roy turned his head, looking over at the tree that he had
purchased. It had been Edward and Alphonse who planted it earlier
this morning when the Nursery delivered it.

As
soon as she stepped into the backyard, Roy knew it and he turned his head so he could see her.
He watched as Edward walked up to stand beside her and there appeared to be a
distressed look on his face, but all Winry had done was smile and pat him on
the shoulder.

It
was time for the twins to open their gifts, they received a few new toys.
Anna had gotten a new doll house, which Alphonse had picked up for her in town,
that displayed little mini living scenes of families, along with another set of
children�s Alchemy books which was given to her by her father and she was
really eager to crack them open and take a look. She got some stuffed
animals, a necklace and bracelet set, a pair of little earrings of gold
butterflies and a chess set.

Brian
was happy with his birthday gifts, he had been given a huge erector set that
had also been picked up by Alphonse in town, a new extensive tool set from his
father. Books on pottery and some art pencils which he would definitely
use to draw up some ingenious plans, he was also given toy trucks, a new lamp
since he busted his old one with a ball months ago. A pogo stick and a
checkers set.

The
twins were both very excited about when it would be time to play with their
birthday presents and soon it was time for cake. The triple layer,
chocolate chunk with vanilla frosting cake was to die for. It read in
pretty vibrant colors, �Happy Fifth Birthday, Brian and Anna.� It was decorated
with strawberries along the edging. As soon as they blew out their
candles, their great grandmother started to slice it into pieces.

Jenny
walked over to Winry who hadn�t so much as spoken with anyone since she and her
husband had gotten to the house. She sat down on the bench beside the
young woman and handed her a piece of the cake.

Smiling
softly, Winry accepted the piece. �Thanks.� She stared at the white
frosting.

�I
can tell when something is upsetting you.� Jenny folded her hands in her lap.
�Whatever it is, you can talk to me about it.�

Sighing
deeply, Winry placed the plate onto the wooden table. �Your son knows
that the twins are his.� She saw Jenny�s face light up. �I mean, I knew
he would someday. It was stupid of me to not tell him, but what else
could I have done? And now he�s really confused me, all over again.� She
felt her cheeks heat, �He kind of told me how he feels, but how I do know it�s
the truth? How do I know he isn�t just going to leave and not come back,
like before? How can I trust it, trust myself?� Leaning over she held her
face in her hands and groaned.

Jenny
smiled fondly at the confused young woman. �Roy made a
mistake. I know that he is sorry for what happened, whatever it
was. I have no idea. Whatever it is, it should have remained
between you two. We probably shouldn�t have meddled into your personal
affairs, Winry. But Gerald and I do want what�s best for Roy and we are not your
parents but we also want what is best for you.� She watched Winry closely
as the young woman lifted her head, looking right at her. �You and Roy�
you are good for each other. Don�t you see that?�

�Sometimes
I feel that all we are to each other is a reminder of pain, a reminder of
mistakes.� Winry looked up at the white clouds rolling by. �It was partly
because of him that I was orphaned, yet, I know he�s a good man. I don�t
want him to end up hating me because I remind him of all the horrors of his
life.�

Taking
a quick glance over at her son who was looking back over at them, �That is certainly
not how he sees you, Winry. I bet if anything you�re what can heal his
torment, end his pain.�

�And
what about me?� Winry said, sounding pained. �I don�t want to end up hating him
because I can�t trust what he says when I used to so completely. Even
back when things were rough between he and I, I could always trust his word, no
matter what. And now� it�s like I can�t. My heart wants to, but my head
won�t let me.�

Standing
up, Jenny with determination reached down and took a hold of Winry�s hand and
pulled her to her feet. She was sure Winry let her do that.

�What
are you doing?� Winry asked, confusion swimming in her head.

With
a smile, Jenny started dragging Winry towards Roy and Gerald. �This is a
conversation you need to have with Roy. If you ever want to get anywhere, even if it�s to
bring your relationship to an end, everything needs to come out, you need to be
honest. If you�re afraid, say so. Don�t hide anything.�

Once
Jenny had brought Winry all the way to the two men, she watched as Winry turned
her head a little, to avoid eye contact.

Winry
barely noticed Jenny taking Gerald gently by the arm and steering him away.

Clearing
his throat and gathering what he wanted to say, Roy stared at her. �I didn�t mean to sound so pushy, Winry.
I just don�t know how to get you to trust me and it�s frustrating. I want
to do right by you. Call it selfish if you want, but I want all of you, I
always have and I know I always will.�

She
let out a long breath. �It�s not that I don�t want to trust you, I really do�
is this even right? How could you not see me as a never ending nightmare?
Something to always remind you of what you lost?� These were her own
insecurities, and she could feel that it was a strong part of her that doesn�t
want to let go, doesn�t want to fall into the emotional connection she felt
with him. Maybe she had folded into herself because she unknowingly knew
she wasn�t good enough for him, that she would only cause him suffering and
pain no matter what he said.

�Hating
you is impossible,� Roy urged gently. �I need you with me. And you and
our children do need me.�

Winry
lowered her gaze to the ground, she wanted to say that she didn�t need anyone,
that she was just fine on her own. But she would be lying to
herself. She didn�t want to think about this right now, this was Brian
and Anna�s day. A light smile curved her lips and she lifted her head meeting Roy�s single gaze, where
she held out her hand. �Walk with me?� she asked, a light blush
sprinkling her cheeks.

From
a few feet away, Edward watched with a powerfully pounding heart, Winry and
Mustang as the man lifted his hand, with a small smile on the man�s face and he
curled his hand around Winry�s. Edward felt his heart fall into his feet,
as the two of them started walking away from the party. He was sure that
Winry leaned into Mustang. He didn�t like this, not one bit.

�Brother?�
Alphonse nudged him with his elbow lightly and his brother turned his head to
his direction. �What�s wrong?�

Edward�s
brow creased as he tried to disguise his pain. �I don�t think I have much
of a chance with her, not after how that bastard is worming his way back into
her head like this.�

�Maybe
this is what she wants?� Alphonse looked in the direction that Winry and the
General were going in.

Scoffing,
Edward shook his head. �She doesn�t know what she wants. She�s clearly lost her
senses.�

Really
not wanting to start a fight here, Alphonse wanted what was best for Winry, no
matter who it was, just as long as her choice made her happy. �Just let her
figure out what who she wants, Brother.�

Having
a strong feeling that Winry had already made her choice, Edward�s eyes narrowed
with more determination. He was going to prove that he was the better
choice for her.

�Just
don�t do anything stupid, Brother,� Alphonse said with a sigh.

Edward
growled and turned completely to face his little brother. �What makes you think
that I will, have you so little faith in your elder brother?� He pointed at
himself with his thumb proudly and he saw Alphonse�s brow arch while blinking
slowly.

Alphonse
snorted, trying not to laugh, �Should I even bother to answer that?�

Huffing,
Edward crossed his arms over his chest. �Oh, never mind,� he growled and looked
away from him.

****

It
was early evening when the party guests had gone home, and Winry was exhausted laying
down on the couch, her arm slung over her eyes. She could hear Alphonse
with the twins in the kitchen as he read along with Anna in one of her new
Alchemy books, while Brian tinkered with his new building set. She didn�t know
where Edward had taken off, he mentioned something about going into town and
picking up something there. He kind of hinted at it being some kind of
gift and said that she was sure to like it.

Hearing
footsteps, Winry didn�t bother to see who was there. She felt her a pair
of large hands wrap around her ankles and she shifted her arm a little to see
who was there. It was Roy who had her ankles within his palms and he
lifted her legs a bit and sat down, putting her feet into his lap. She moved to
sit up, but he placed his hand on her knee and gave her a soft smile.

�Just
relax,� he said in a soft tone. Roy felt her hesitate and then relax and he started removing
her shoes, dropping them on the floor. Her little ankle socks were next to join
her shoes on the floor. He saw her smile lightly as he pressed his fingers into
the arch of her foot. Always had he been surprised at the constant soft
feel of her feet, no matter how long she had stood on them all day. His fingers
spread about the top of her foot, making small circular motions up to her
ankle, where he again returned to the bottom and her arch. Most feet were just
that, something to stand on and to get you from one place to another, but not
hers. Winry�s were like works of art, soft, smooth, pretty. Slender
toes that he traced with his forefinger making her squirm a little as it seemed
her toes were a ticklish spot and he smiled at her playful reaction.

�Why
do you always spend so much time with my feet?� she asked with slight humor
edging her voice.

�They�re
nice,� Roy
replied with confidence, maybe he did have a teeny, tiny obsession with her
tootsies, but he couldn�t help it. He really liked touching them. �No one else
I know has such wonderful toes, or skin so soft.� Then with a smirk, he said,
�They�re also attached to a beautiful pair of legs.� And his fingers skimmed
her calf muscle and she sighed as he leaned forward and pressing a soft kiss to
the spot right where her ankle melded into her leg.

Winry
moved her arm from her eyes, so she could look at him. Would she ever find
someone else who could make her feel so special like this? She pulled her
ankles from her lap and curled them into her side as she sat up. Stretching her
fingers forward her fingers brushed the black material about his face. �If
you want me to trust you, Roy, then I want you to trust me with this.� The
sides of her fingers stroked the patch there. She saw his sharp intake of
air.

�How
do you mean?� His single gaze dropped to the sofa cushion, knowing what she
asked, but not wanting to comply.

�Show
me.� She smiled comfortingly, �Let me see you.� Winry ran her fingers through
his hair, playing in his soft raven strands.

Taking
a very noticeable deep breath, Roy nodded once. He didn�t want her to see his disgrace, his
disfigurement, but if this was a step into having her accept him then he would
do it. Only for her, no one else.

He
felt her fingers on his face, and he closed his eye as he felt her slowly lift
the black material and pull it upwards, it moved through his hair and his
shivered unpleasantly. And then nothing, it was quiet, he couldn�t even hear
her breathing.

Placing
the mask in her lap, she took a good look at what he was so ashamed
about. It really wasn�t all that bad. There were a long jagged scar
going from his eye lid and slanted down to his cheek, there was another similar
scar just below his eye, then there appeared to be a wide yet slender groove
going right across his cheek.

Her
hand touched his shoulder and she pressed into him, her breasts brushing
against his arm as she leaned closer. The next thing he felt was her warm
lips brushing across his scars and he shivered again. �Winry�� His voice
was barely above a whisper.

Winry
smoothed her hand through his hair, and lightly traced his scars. �It�s not
that terrible, Roy. And then he opened his eye, it was gray and lifeless, but
it still was not as hideous as he had thought. But perhaps that was only
how he saw it, because of that had happened and he can�t see it any other way.
She wrapped her arms around him and he turned to her, leaning into her embrace
where he buried his face against her. His hands coming up to clutch her
shoulders and hold her tighter. Winry petted his hair back, letting him cuddle
into her as much as he needed.

�What
I hate most about it, is the reminder of how I had been used by that damn
homunculus, how ignorant I had been to what was really going on.�

She
let out a smooth breath. �You can�t focus on that, Roy. You did a good
thing. You should be proud of these battle scars. I am.� Tears escape her
eyes, she could feel his pain, she wanted to take it from him. �You have done
so much, helped so many people in removing the dangerous threat from power. You
restored faith in our government. We are not subject to constant war
after war where you in a sense saved other families, other sons and daughters
from losing their loved ones.�

He
lifted his head a little. �You really aren�t disgusted?�

With
a kind smile and tears still in her eyes, she pressed her palm to the side of
his face, her thumb brushing along his scar. �I�ve never known you to be
this insecure, Roy. I am not disgusted, not even close.�

�I
don�t want to disappoint you,� he said honestly and lifted up more. �I
don�t want to ruin your opinion of me.�

�That�s
silly.� She framed his face with both her hands. �You�re silly. Don�t you
know me well enough to know that nothing will change my opinion of you?
You really don�t need to be afraid of me?�

�Then
why are you afraid of me?� He pressed his forehead against hers. �I�m not
going anywhere, not this time. You can trust that and you can trust me.�

Winry
inhaled deeply as she held him tightly. Could she trust him? She wanted to,
she wanted to give into her true feelings. And maybe, her firm, hard
resolve was starting to melt. It was melting for Roy Mustang all over again.

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I hope
you all liked this episode/chapter.� Just about three chapters left till this
is over.� I had posted my Riza/Fuery fanfiction, it�s called Rhapsody, I hope
you all check it out.

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