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Feel Me, Shame Me, Heal Me	By : RyokoBlue Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Het - Male/Female Views: 11762 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Summary: Winry determined to find the Elric brothers, headed to
Central. Life is definitely full of surprises, and she certainly didn�t
expect this one.

Feel Me,
Shame Me, Heal Me

Episode 2�Enemy�s Kiss

Winry had lowered her
forehead onto the cool feeling wood of the bar, while her palm was resting on
the rim of her third cup of coffee. This was said to help sober her
up. Perhaps it was working a bit, at least she wasn�t swaying in her seat
or slurring anymore. Now she was only tired and a little dizzy. �I
don�t care what you say, I don�t want him to.�

�It�s probably best,
Winry. I know you don�t want to hear this, but with him as your escort
home no one would dare accost you in your current condition.� Scieszka said
sympathetically.

�I said no and I mean
no.� Winry lifted her head and sat upright, turning and giving her most hated
enemy the dirtiest glare possible. �I don�t care if the world was going
to blow up and my only chance of survival was going somewhere safe with �him��I
wouldn�t go. I�d rather die.�

�How flattering,� Roy
Mustang was sarcastic. �You know exactly what to say to boost a man�s
ego.� Here he was trying to ignore the guilt gnawing at his insides and
attempt to do something actually nice for the Rockbell girl and all he got for
his efforts was her rude behavior and horrid comments. The truth was, he really had nothing else to do at the moment. His
date didn�t pan out the way he originally thought. Imagine, someone
saving themselves for marriage. Sure, he thought that was fine and dandy
for some people; he just wasn�t one of the ones placed in that category of
�some people�. So he decided to be nice tonight and see the Rockbell girl
safely home. He also had this most dreadful thought�that if anything
actually happened to her, he�d never hear the end of it from Fullmetal, and he
just couldn�t stand that pipsqueak�s loud, annoying voice.

Havoc leaned closer to
Fuery�s ear so they could speak quietly without the Colonel overhearing. �Do
you think it�ll be all right? I mean, sure, Colonel Mustang is very
intimidating but he too is a chaser of the ladies.�

Fuery just smiled, �Yeah
I think she�ll be all right. Winry is young, too young for him and you
know that he knows that. But, are you having a problem with this because
maybe you like her?�

�What? Don�t be
ridiculous.� Havoc said with a roll of his eyes, �She�s barely more than a
child, she�s just a kid. Besides, I think Edward would kill me.�

Nodding, Fuery had a
feeling that Edward certainly would, even if the boy would never admit it
openly. �There�s nothing to worry about. Even though it�s not
necessarily illegal, it�s immoral. I don�t think Colonel Mustang would
even attempt to cross that line.�

�Oh yeah, and Colonel
Mustang is just oozing with moral fiber.� Havoc was sarcastic, said taking
another look at Winry. Even though she was only fifteen, she certainly
didn�t have the body of a fifteen year old.

Fuery suddenly laughed,
�Just because the Colonel manages to steal all your dates, doesn�t mean
anything you know. Most of the time, I think he just likes to irritate you that way.�

�It�s horribly mean!� Havoc crossed his arms over
his chest and snorted, looking away from his shorter friend. �But you do
have a point. I guess Winry would be just fine.�

Winry climbed off her
stool, and wobbled just a little from being dizzy, but was able to regain her
balance right away. �I�m going home.�

Travin who was silent up
until now, stood beside Winry. �I am really sorry about this.�

Glancing up at Travin,
Winry smiled loosely. �It�s all right. I mean I should have been more
aware of what I was drinking. Of course, I don�t have a lot of
experience with drinks like that.�

Shoving his hands in his
pants pockets, Travin glanced at Winry�s shoes, his gaze moved up her beautiful
legs. �I hope this little misunderstanding doesn�t mean we can�t be
friends anymore.�

�No, we can still be frie�� She was interrupted when a strong hand latched onto
her wrist and she was being dragged away towards the main door of the
restaurant. Winry tried to rip her hand from her hated enemy�s grasp, but
the grip just seemed to tighten. �Excuse you! Let go of me!� She
yanked and yanked, hard, too.

As soon as they got
outside and down the sidewalk a little, Roy
stopped, no longer pulling her and he let go of the girl�s wrist. He
turned around and found her nasty, bitter glare and if it were possible it very
well could burn a hole in him. He tried to ignore the looks. �Don�t
say I never did anything nice for you.�

�Nice? You call that
nice!? That was rude!�

All he did was arch a
dark brow, �You�ll thank me for this someday.� Roy
looked towards the street, at the people passing by.

Winry�s eyes just about
bugged out, and then narrowed evilly. �Me, thank you? You have lost
whatever sense you were born with. I will never thank you for
anything.� She started walking in the direction of her apartment
building.

Roy really could understand her hatred for him. After
all, he did kill her parents. Nothing he could say would make it better
or bring the Rockbell girl�s parents back from the dead. He was so very
sorry over it, over all of it. Only, she would never understand just how
much his guilt and pain eats away at him. He started following after her,
then catching up. �You really are a na�ve, silly girl, aren�t you?� Roy
said staring straight ahead.

Winry continued on
walking, she was going to ignore him until she heard those words. �What? How
dare you! Go away. I don�t need your help, for anything�

�Yes you do.� Roy
folded his hands behind his back, �You need my help in finding out where
Fullmetal is.�

Glancing at the
pavement, Winry sighed. �That wasn�t my idea. That was��

�I know. It was
Maes� idea.� He said interrupting. �Whether it was his idea or not, you
still need what I can gather. So save your judgment of me for another
time, Rockbell. Can�t you just put aside your severe hate for a little
while?�

She growled, �No, not
where you�re concerned, you cold murderer.�

Roy tightly closed his eyes for a moment, trying hard not to
say something that he would regret. When he opened his dark orbs a second
later he was standing beside her in front of her building. Her flat was
on the third floor and he followed her up to her door. �You should seriously
watch what you say. The wrong person would lash out. I know you
dislike me, I know I�m responsible for your
suffering. So I don�t try to stop your comments. You still don�t
know everything about what happened and this isn�t the place for a conversation
quite like this one.�

Winry pulled out her key
from her little pocket in her dress and unlocked her door. �Do you even
feel anything at all?� She turned her head, glancing at him over her
shoulder. �Or are you just so heartless that it doesn�t matter what you�ve
done?�

So she wanted to discuss
this outside? Fine, Roy would give her the discussion she wanted. �Your
parents, and whether you want to believe it or not, were casualties of a
war. I was following orders. If it wasn�t me ordered to do it,
someone else would have and the outcome would have been the same.� He
wouldn�t tell her about what he had almost done after shooting innocent doctors
just healing the wounded. She didn�t need to know that. She was
looking for a person to blame rather than the situation.

She whirled around,
facing him, �But it was you! You shot them!� Winry�s fists clenched at her
sides, �And you had the nerve to come into my home and then inspire Ed, which
resulted in you taking him away as well, of course Al would go with him because
they are all each other has. All because of what?! The reason is that
Edward�s powerful, so that he can end up another soldier like you and follow
orders to kill innocent people!�

�Now, wait, just a damn
min�� He was silenced when her palm connected hard with his cheek. Roy
certainly had not expected that and was stunned for about a second, but
regained his sense really quickly.

�I hate you!� She
yelled, �I hate you!� and swung her hand again and again.

Roy grabbed at her wrists to keep her from hitting him.
She struggled and tugged, to pull them from his hands, and he struggled to keep
them in his grasp. �Stop it, Rockbell. You�re going to hurt
yourself, and not me.� The girl obviously wasn�t listening because she
continued to pull and pull, for to swing at him.

Winry was franticly
thrashing about so she could remove her wrists from Mustang�s grip and she
ended up pushed against the door, with his body pressing against hers,
immobilizing her. She clenched her teeth together tightly and tried to
shift.

�Stop it. Stop it
right now.� Roy said into her ear, breathing hard as it was quite a fight
to get her to stop trying to hit him. He might put up with her comments, but
there was no way he was going to let her attack him like this. Roy
felt her leg move slightly and he anticipated what she was going to do with
that very knee and pressed his legs tight against hers so she couldn�t move
them.

�Take your punishment
like a man.� Winry hissed, trying to catch her breath from her recent struggle.

She didn�t realize that Roy
was already being punished, from the moment he wakes up in the morning �till
the time he goes to bed. Everyday he was alive is a punishment as he has
to live with all that he has done and all the lives he has taken. This
girl could never comprehend something as atrocious as that.

This situation
immediately changed from his struggling to keep her from swinging those hands
to something different� to something completely inappropriate. He continued
to hold onto her like this with his hard body pressed against her soft
one. He instantly noticed certain things that he shouldn�t about the
Rockbell girl. Roy had never, ever, been this close to her where her soft
scent of Honeysuckle tickled his nose. The way she was breathing caused
her generous curves to brush up against his chest sending delightful tingles to
ripple within. Sensation built and shot straight to his groin and he
closed his eyes tightly suppressing a groan. Damn this young girl and her
not-so-young-girlish body. The Rockbell girl was completely off limits
for two reasons, two very important reasons. Number one: He did kill her
parents, and Number two: She was far too young for the likes of him. And,
yet, his mind was simply ignoring both those reasons, completely shutting them
out.

�Get off me!� Winry
yelled and he seemed to have been startled. Mustang had lessened his hold
on her wrists and she was going to shove him off her, when he tightened
them. �Ugh, move!�

�Be quiet.� He ordered
gruffly. Roy was trying to get a handle on the heating of his blood and
she was not making it any easier with trying to move about and wiggle
around. She was delightfully soft and he wouldn�t back away. He
pressed even closer. Opening dark eyes, and pulling his face back from
her ear, he saw her heated with anger blue gaze, glaring harshly at him.
The Rockbell girl didn�t even realize what she was doing by her trying to move
around like this. �What a ridiculously na�ve and foolish girl you are.� Roy
said deeply, like hot rich dark chocolate.

That was the second time
he had said something like that to her and Winry wasn�t going to take it a
second time! �Why you no good�� Mustang�s mouth crashed down against
hers, effectively cutting her off. Her eyes were almost achingly wide and
she froze completely out of shock. �Wha�what
is he doing!?� She felt him ease up on her wrists, and she managed to
slip them from his hold. Winry tried to push him off her, and was able to
twist her face away. Only his move was just as quick as hers and he tightly
grabbed her shoulders and pushed her more against the door. �He�� Winry
only managed a half gasp, half whimper when his mouth took hers again, harder,
bending her neck slightly back so the back of her head rested more against the
door.

This was insane! This
bastard murderer was� Winry needed to get him off her right now! How dare
he just do something like this! She felt behind her back, her palm
smoothing down the wood of the door searching for the door knob, reaching it
and twisting it. The door flew open and she was actually freed from
Mustang�s tight grasp and Winry went tumbling to the floor to land on her
backside as it was the door that was pretty much supporting her weight.
She sneered up in complete revulsion and hate, wiping her mouth with the back
of her hand roughly. While he was now staring at her, Mustang�s mouth
curved into a smirk even with the loss of her soft curves and how she was now
currently sitting on the floor out of his easy reach. Winry, lifting her
foot, she kicked the door closed. It slammed in his face.

Winry slowly turned and
leaned against the door in her dark apartment. She rested her head back
and sighed deeply. Squeezing her eyes shut tight liquid crystal finally
trickled from them. �This wasn�t how it was supposed to be.� She
moved her hands slowly and cradled them in her lap. �This wasn�t how
it was supposed to happen.� Winry�s very first kiss, which should
have been exciting and wonderful, was horribly stolen by the very man she hated
most. He took everything! He took her parents� lives. He took
her Edward away, and now this? �What more could he possibly take from me?� She
took in a ragged breath, and slowly stood up walking towards her room intending
on sleeping the worst night of her life away.

****

Roy was currently in his office at Military Headquarters,
leaning back in his chair, his hands folded behind his head and his eyes
closed. Last night�s events played over and over again in his mind.
�soft scent of Honeysuckle� generous curves to brush up against his
chest� Sensation built and shot straight to his groin� mouth
crashed down against hers� half gasp, half whimper when his mouth took
hers again, harder� He had sure wanted to find out just exactly what tasted
like and wanted to give her a proper kiss, many more of them to be perfectly
honest.

Groaning, Roy shifted
forward in his seat and rested his elbows on the desk, atop some papers that
needed his approval and signature. Frustrated, he rubbed his face
with his palms, his fingers going through his short raven hair. �Get�a hold of yourself, Mustang.�
He said quietly aloud. The Rockbell girl was young, too young. She
was only fifteen years old and he was sitting here reliving that line-crossing
moment over and over again. She was just a girl, barely a
woman. Yeah, just a girl� with a large, ample chest�he groaned again�
shapely legs�another groan. Soft�Roy
slammed his hands down on his desk in frustration and roughly pushed his chair
back from it. Standing, he walked to the window, crossing his arms over
his chest and staring out.

He didn�t want to
initially touch her, and he certainly never meant to kiss her like that.
Roy rested the side of his head against the wall. The Rockbell girl
tasted good, so innocent and fresh like crisp snow mixed with that cranberry
cocktail she had drunken earlier that night. This won�t do, not at
all. Thoughts on a young girl like that is a path he really had no
original intention of walking�but, she wasn�t so young that it could be considered
pedophilia; she was actually of proper age to marry. So that meant there
really wasn�t anything to worry about in the way of age. Of course twenty
seven and fifteen is quite the age gap, and to some�no, strike
that� to most, and it wouldn�t do good for his image or primary goal. It
would be quite scandalous. Roy also couldn�t forget the fact that she
hated his guts. That was definitely a very large mark against him in her
eyes.

Roy felt it was better
to concentrate his efforts on someone more his age.

There was a knock at his
door and he turned part way around, �Come in.� The door opened and in
walked his First Lieutenant, Riza Hawkeye with a stack of papers. She was
certainly more his age�but there was that no fraternization rule. Although,
he hated to admit it, even to himself� but as tempting and attractive Hawkeye
was, she wasn�t the blonde that was currently tormenting his thoughts.

�More paper work.� Was
his dry comment as Hawkeye dropped the stack on his desk.

�I advise you get
started early on this, Sir.� She said standing with perfect posture, �You know
how you get.�

�Really,
and how do I get?� Roy said with a smirk.

Blinking once, Riza
cleared her throat. �Well if you want me to say that I know about your
laziness.�

Roy turned around, back
towards the window looking out on the world below. �I manage my time well
enough.� �generous curves to brush up against his chest� He
squeezed his eyes shut. Now was not the time for these thoughts!

�Sir, is everything all
right?� Riza asked sounding concerned, as she took a step forward.
Noticing he seemed to physically stiffen, he looked unwell. �Are you feeling
ill? �I can call a doctor up from the
infirmary.�

�No, I�m fine.� He let
out a large but silent sigh.

Riza wondered if there
was something on his mind, he seemed a bit distracted today. Not even a
comment about her not wearing a ridiculously short mini skirt dropped from his
lips, which were currently thinned tight as he stared out that window.
She always worried about him silently in her mind, even though he knows she
would do what she could to protect him. �Sir, if I may?�

He glanced at her over
his shoulder, waiting for her to continue.

She folded her hands
behind her back. �I just want you to know that if there is anything you need, I
am here to help. Whatever is complicating your thoughts, it is all right
to express them to me.�

A ghost of a smile
curved against Roy�s lips, �I�ll remember that.� There was no way he was
going to tell Hawkeye what was on his mind, lest he want a hole in the
head. She already complains about his skirt chasing, and for him to
actually say that he was lusting after a fifteen year old girl� he might as
well just sign his own death certificate right now. �It�s nothing that I
can�t work out for myself.�

�The offer stands firm,
Sir.� Riza said, before turning and leaving the room, closing the door behind
her.

Roy returned to his
chair and glanced down at the stack of papers, picking a sheet up. There
was another knock at the door. The door was pushed open and a soldier he
wasn�t familiar with was standing there.

�Colonel Mustang, Sir.�

�Yes, what is it?� Roy
held a paper in his hand.

The soldier cleared his
throat, �Sorry to bother you, Sir, but a Miss Winry Rockbell is here and said
she needed to see you.�

Well this was a
surprise. He didn�t count on seeing her today at all no matter where his
thoughts would drift to concerning her. Roy stared at the stack of papers
before calmly sitting down in his chair and pulling himself into his desk
more. He placed the paper on the desktop and folded his hands
there. �You can� show her in.�

The soldier saluted
again and walked out, a moment later he returned with the very girl who plagued
Roy�s mind. He noticed she was staring at the floorboards and her hands
were gripping one another tightly.

The soldier left the
room, closing the door behind him.

This was very awkward.
Winry took a deep breath and continued to stare at the floor. She woke up
this morning with every intention of marching over here and really showing her
hostility at what he had done. She had lost all will to say or do
anything the moment she stepped into this room.

�Off
limits�scandalous� bad for image.
She�s off limits�� Clearing his
throat, Roy straightened his posture in his seat. �Is there a reason you
came by here?�

Winry�s head snapped up
and she glared having regained her strength. �As a matter of fact, there
is. It concerns what you did last night.�

�What I did last night?�
He sounded confused and this seemed to make her fume.

�Don�t try and play
dumb, I know you aren�t stupid.� Winry replied bitterly. �You know very
well what I am talking about.�

His gaze drifted to her
slender neck before shooting back up to bright blue eyes. Roy leaned back a
little, �Oh what�s the big deal. You�re making more out of it than it
really is.� He saw her jaw drop and he actually felt amused at her
reaction.

�Maybe it�s not a big
deal to you, pervert.� Her hands found her hips and she popped out her hip in
extreme irritation. �But it is to me because I had never�that was��

His trademark smirk
curved against his lips, �Ah, I get it.� He stood from his chair and
approached the side of his desk. �You had never been kissed
before.� Roy saw her face flame bright red. �Better your first one
be with someone who knows what they�re doing. Those are wise words to
live by, by the way.�

Her arm shot up
and she pointed right at him. Winry�s face contorted into a fierce
rage. �You had no right! It was mine and I was saving it for�I mean, I
hate you. I certainly didn�t want my first kiss to be with the likes of you!�

Roy inched closer, it
was growing increasingly difficult to keep his eyes on hers and not let the dip
lower. She probably wouldn�t appreciate an ogle, but then again she might
not even notice it. She certainly didn�t notice it when that musician was doing
it last night. �And just who were you saving it for? By chance, would it have
been Fullmetal you were saving it for?� That smirk never dropped from his
expression.

Winry gasped and crossed
her arms over her breasts, �That�s none of your business!� She didn�t say
yes that she was hoping it would have been saved to experience with Ed, but she
didn�t say no either.

Roy couldn�t help it, he
laughed. �That shrimp wouldn�t even know what to do if a girl stood naked
in front of him, let alone kiss a girl the right way.�

�Hey! Don�t talk about
Ed like that!� Winry defended, and of course she really didn�t like the idea of
some strange girl standing naked in front of Edward.� The thought of it made her seethe with
hostility.

�Fine, Rockbell, have it
your way.� Roy was still amused. �Now, is that all you came here to say?�

�Yes! And I hope
you�re sorry you did it and that it was completely rude and inappropriate.�

Roy blinked, and he
shrugged. �Why should I be sorry? In fact it was practically
forgotten about until you walked in here bringing it up.� He fibbed, waiting to
see her reaction.

Blue eyes narrowed, �Why
you arrogant ass! Of all the rotten things�� Winry growled. That
was definitely a cruel thing to say! First he steals her first kiss and now he
says he�s forgotten about it as if it meant nothing, which to him it probably
didn�t! �What a bastard!� Her mind raged. �As if I
didn�t hate you enough already; Congratulations, this pushed you even more over
that thick line of hate!� She had enough of him and turned walking
towards the door. Winry heard quick footsteps behind her.

Reaching out, Roy
grabbed her wrist and she turned sharply. Her eyes were full of loathing and
disgust, but those expressions didn�t even make him falter in his
decision. His previous reasons all flew out the window as he held her
soft skin within his palm. He didn�t care about the reasons
anymore. All he wanted was to feel more of this girl. �How about
reminding me?� Not giving her any time to react, in his smooth move he yanked
her forward and covered her mouth with his.

=====

Well that�s it for episode 2, what a place to leave it off,
huh? I hope the characters didn�t drift into OOCness
much. Thanks for reading.

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