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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
5�Sealed Fate

Why did it feel like a dark cloud
had settled over her?� Winry couldn�t believe what had actually fallen from her
own lips.� Mustang had yet to answer, he just sat there grinning like a�a deviant!�
It was irritating.�

How did she lose her sense?� It
was just a dang letter, it wasn�t like Ed was being tied up and purposely kept
away from her and only Mustang knew where he was.� Winry saw him wave the
enticing letter in the air again and she couldn�t help but feel the need to
have it, and with little concern for the consequences.

Roy couldn�t try for something
outrageous.� If he was too demanding and focused on what she claimed she would
never do� it couldn�t be sex�that might ruin his whole chance because he knew
that she wouldn�t give that up even for a damn letter from Fullmetal.� An idea
formed in his head and it was simply perfect.

Her stomach was churning
unpleasantly, �Will you just say what it is you want, so I can have my letter
and get outta here!?�

�I didn�t realize you were that
eager.� Roy taunted with a smirk and he heard her tiny growl.� It was cute!� He
sat up straighter in his chair.� �Since this is only a letter, what I want is
not that outrageous to an inexperienced young lady like you.�

Winry was sure there was an insult
in that, but she wouldn�t call him on it.� She just wanted to hurry whatever it
was he wanted up.� �Damn you, get on with it!�

Lifting his finger, Roy tutted�
�Language, Rockbell.� Ladies don�t use that kind of language.�

�I ain�t a lady!� Winry stomped
her foot forward.

�Yes you are.�� He argued.� Seeing
her about to speak he waved her off and pointed to the letter.� �What I want is
for you to sit here.� Roy softly patted the tops of his thighs with his palms.
��While you read your letter.�

Winry�s jaw dropped open, �Uh,
why, what purpose would that serve?�� She had a small idea of what that man was
thinking of, but she needed to be sure.

�So I can feel and touch you.� He
replied as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Her pulse started racing and her
face heating, �You want to feel me!?� What? Uh�no! I�� She was right! And it
was more disgusting coming from his lips than in her mind.

Crossing his arms over his chest, Roy
raised his chin with a very serious expression on his face.� �No touch, no
letter.�

Winry could have sworn her face
actually turned green at the idea of what he wanted.� Not only that, it felt
like her throat was closing up and she was finding it difficult to breathe.� He
was a sick bastard.� �Think of the letter, Winry.� She thought to
herself.� �That letter from Ed to me.� He�ll tell me where he is and I�ll
leave this damned city and go to him.� Yes, that�s what it will say.�� She
talked herself into it.� �Fine,� she had a few conditions of her own and she
felt ill to her stomach as she expressed her terms. �But since it�s only a
letter and not like you�ll actually take me to him, there will be no touching
beneath my clothing.�� Her stomach continued to flip and her heart pound.� �And
I will face away from you, so I won�t have to look at you.�

�Am I that repulsive to you?�

Winry gasped, that wasn�t the
point.� She never thought he was repulsive, not by a long shot.� But she would
die before she would let him know that.� �That�s not it.� A pretty face doesn�t
make up for a kind heart.�

A twinge of hurt stabbed Roy, but
he didn�t show it outwardly.� Well what did she expect?� She never took any
amount of time to actually get to know him.� He also didn�t really feel like
sharing anything with her.� The only thing he wanted right now was to touch
her, and if in that letter Fullmetal tells her where to meet him, then Rockbell
would leave and all would return to normal and his mind wouldn�t be tormented
by her any longer.�

He needed to move off the subject
of internal feelings.� He looked her up and down.� Her shapely legs in that
black skirt, a thin waist, and the way her breasts demanded attention as that
white blouse stretched over them most enticingly.� All the way to those bright
blue eyes that were to die for�But besides her excellent appearance, she was a
smart girl.� Roy figured she would think of something that would prevent him
from getting what he exactly wanted.� It was just a letter after all.�� All
right, my hands shall stay above your clothing unless you tell me otherwise.�

�Like I would!� Winry�s bright
blue eyes were narrowed into angry slits.

Inwardly grinning, Roy merely
arched a brow.� �We shall see. You will learn.�

Now her brow crinkled in
confusion.� �Learn? What is this jerk talking about?�

�Rockbell, time is wasting.�

Winry closed her eyes and took a
deep, frustrating breath.� All she had to do was sit, that�s it.� She could
ignore what he planned to do, she could.� It wouldn�t be that difficult,
right?� Taking a step, her eyes opened and she continued to stare at the floor
as she moved closer to him.� Her stomach bubbled the nearer she got.� Her heart
threatened to jump up into her throat.� Winry saw the letter in his hand and he
moved it as she stood before him, her gaze was riveted on only that white
envelope with her name written in Edward�s messy scrawl.� Seeing that familiar
bit of him made her smile a little on the inside.

�

Her heart wasn�t the only heart
that was pounding, Roy�s was too.� Finally, he�d get to experience what he had
only been able to imagine.� It felt like forever until she was close enough and
presented her back to him where she was to sit down.� His mouth ran dry as she
bent slightly and sat down.� The second her backside met with his lap, he kept
in his low moan by biting his lower lip.� Crossing his arms in front of
Rockbell, he presented her the letter she had been wanting so badly.� �Go ahead
and take it.� Roy said, thickly into her ear.� He saw her ears redden and he
grinned at that reaction.

She swallowed a rather difficult
breath of air as her fingertips skimmed the white envelope resting in his open
palm and only secured there by his thumb.� If she took the letter that meant
Mustang would touch her.� Could she handle that?� Could she do this just for a
letter from Edward?� What if it said something stupid like��We�re all right,
don�t worry.�� Or��We�re very busy.� We don�t have time to answer silly letters
from you.�� She felt her temper spark at her imagined Edward�s attitude.� Wait!
What was she doing?! Edward may be rude at times, but he wouldn�t be when she
was so concerned over him.� Besides, without her, he wouldn�t have a damn leg
to stand on.� She smirked at that thought.� That�s right. Ed needed her! He wouldn�t
dare be so rude.

�Why so hesitant?� He asked,
trying to will his heartbeat to slow down.� �The more you think about it, the
worse it is in your head.� Just take the letter and let go, it�s easy.�

His words might have had some
impact, but she wasn�t going to analyze it right now.� Narrowing her eyes at
the letter, she let her fingers curl around the envelope, and Winry lifted it
from Mustang�s hand knowing she had just sealed her fate.

Instantly, his hands were on
either side of her waist and she took a breath, while sliding her finger into
the small corner that wasn�t sealed and tore the flimsy white paper with her
pinky.� Winry�s pulse sped as she felt one of his hands making lazy circles on
her waist, moving towards her belly, and she took in a large breath.� She was
trying to ignore what Mustang was doing, but even atop her clothing she could
feel heat beneath his hands.� What was this! This reaction was not right, not
right at all!� She pulled out the letter and opened it.� The first thing she noticed
was that it was a nice sized paragraph, but only one.

Her vision blurred for a moment as
she felt one of his hands move down further and softly rest against the top of
her thigh, while his other one moved slowly up her side.

�Are you going to read it?� He
asked a hint of amusement in his tone.

She rolled her eyes and looked the
letter over:

Winry, what are you doing in
Central?� Why would you wait there for me?� You know Al and I would eventually
come back to Resembool so you could make adjustments to my Automail�

Winry froze in her reading as her
eyes widened when Mustang�s fingers lightly traced her inner thigh. �Her chest
hitched and tingles spread through every nerve, every inch of her being.� Feeling
hot in between her thighs as she had never before, Winry shifted to close her
legs when she felt a light tug on her hair.

�None of that, young lady.� Roy
scolded playfully.� �You are not permitted to prevent me from touching you
anywhere I please.� That was not part of your conditions.�� He heard her groan
and she stopped the tightening of her thighs.� �Just read your letter.� He was
breathing just a little bit harder.�� Rockbell�s skin was silky smooth, and he
moved his fingers like feathers down to the inside of her leg, softly tracing
up and down, going higher and higher.� He was enjoying this wonderful feeling
of her skin beneath his hand, Roy wondered if she used some kind of lotion or
was she just naturally this soft.�

�No wait, stop.� Winry panicked.�
�I�I can�t do this.� I feel funny.� She panted in worry.

He didn�t stop.� Instead, he
directly cupped her panty clad center and she squealed and thrashed.� She
wiggled to jump off him, but his arm wrapped tightly around her waist and kept
her where she was.� �Shh,� he said into her ear, leaning forward a little so
that he curved a little into her back.� �It�s okay, calm down,� Roy soothed.�
�I won�t go beneath your clothing, it was a promise.� You can trust me.�

She panted hard, her eyes tightly
shut.� Her parents� killer was telling her that she could trust him, was that
true?� Winry wasn�t so sure, not about anything and certainly not about him.�
�Can I?�

�Yes.� Roy�s arm that was around
her waist loosened and his hand lifted and moved up into her hair, gently
threading his fingers through her silk like blonde strands.� �I know you don�t
feel like you are able to, but you can.�� He slowly leaned back and bringing
her with him so that she could relax against his chest.

Winry took a deep, uneasy breath
and leaned against Mustang�s chest and she really didn�t know why but it felt
somewhat comforting.� She let her eyes fall closed and sunk into him a little
more as tender warmth surrounded her.

This time Roy lightly closed his
eyes, letting her ease into him like this felt very nice and he rested his chin
against the side of her head.� �Do you feel any better?�

She stared downwards at the
letter, but not really seeing the words there. �Uh-huh.�� Her heart was still
racing but she was feeling a bit more relaxed.� That was very strange.� Winry cleared
her throat and lifted the letter a little higher so she could finish reading
it.

Once he was sure she was more
interested in the letter, Roy�s fingers grazed her collarbone, gently moving
lower in soothing caresses and he heard her breathing change and quicken.�
Fingers skimmed the top curve of her breasts and his heart hammered hard within
his chest at feeling just how soft and full she was.� Whether Rockbell was
aware of it or not, she let out a sigh at his ministrations.� Roy could see her
hands shaking.� He lowered his mouth to her neck and kissed her softly
there�Rockbell almost dropped the paper in alarm.

This was the third time she had
read the same line of� back to Resembool so you could make adjustments to my
Automail.�� Then when his hand actually curved around her full breast she
nearly stopped breathing.� Her pulse rioted when at the same time, his lips
slid up her neck and to her ear.�

�Finish your letter.� Roy said,
while the hand completely cupped her breast and massaged the round fullness.

Winry closed her eyes, and her
fingers went slack.� The letter fell from her hands to float towards the floor
forgotten.� She pushed her breast more into his hand trying to get more of that
heated sensation to course through every nerve.� Mustang�s hand that still
cupped her center started moving and his well trained fingers stroked the
material that prevented pure contact with her femininity and he rubbed and
stroked against it, applying some pressure and she moaned out loud.� His index
finger circled the little pearl of flesh that was still beneath the material
and she jolted, now clutching the chair arms with tight hands.� Winry felt so
hot and full and he wasn�t even really touching her flesh, she could hear his
short pants in her ear at that seemed to heighten what she was feeling.

Roy ached between his legs and
shifted against her once and she gasped, he pressed his groin into her backside
again and Rockbell seemed to pant more.� He could feel the wetness seeping
through her panties as he rubbed the cloth against her, wanting to feel as much
as possible without breaking his promise.� It could only go so far�unless� �Can
I touch you, beneath your clothing?� He breathed seductively into her ear and
she swallowed hard.� �Hmm, can I? Will you let me?�

�Uh�mmm�� Winry felt his fingers
move more urgently against her, the heat building hard and caused an unknown
pressure to pound between her thighs.� Mustang wanted to touch her and right
now?� Whatever this hot sensation was making her feel, it didn�t matter who he
was.� She just wanted more of that feeling, more of that heat.� �I�I�� She bit
her lower lip and nodded, �Yes, yes!� It was said in throaty desperation; a
tone she never thought she could posses.

He didn�t wait.� In a flash, Roy�s
hand moved and his fingers slipped down the top of her panties, between her
thighs, his digits coming in contact with her wet center, and heated flesh.� The
both of them let out a long, deep moan.� Rockbell�s eyes rolled back into her
head at the pure pleasure filling her senses.

Roy wanted more access to her.
�Spread your legs more for me.� Was said deep and thick, and Rockbell did
exactly what she was told, moving them apart. �His fingers spread her open, and
his middle finger disappeared half way into her tight center and she gloved
around him, he could feel the proof of innocence and heard her groan.� His
thumb rubbed against the pearl of flesh and sent tingles racing through the
girl while as gently as possible thrusting his finger in and out of her so that
he didn�t break through her barrier.�� Rockbell was actually shifting her
lower body against his hand urgently.

�� His other hand had quickly
moved beneath her shirt to fully cup her breast.� Moving the bra material out
of the way, his fingers brushed against her aching peak and she squeaked while
he was gently squeezing then rubbing, making her squirm.� At the same time his
mouth attached to the side of her neck, where he lapped and suckled the spot
leaving a mark.

Winry�s face was flushed and her
heart slammed against her breast at all the sensations that rippled and pooled.
�Uh�uh,� Her liquid heat was coating his fingers and she worried her bottom lip
in between her teeth.�

Roy wanted her now, and he shifted
his restrained hardness up against her backside.� Right now he wanted to bend
her over this desk and sink his manhood deep into her hot, tight body.� Oh,
this was almost unbearable!� Her scent, the feel of her was boiling his blood
and tormenting him with most delicious, dirty, images of all the things he
could do to her.� Roy had to will that part of his mind back, he couldn�t do
anything that would force her, but from the looks and sounds she was making, he
doubted she would protest much.� Still� a young woman�s first time should be
approached differently and not like this.

Her chest hitched as the white hot
feel of need rumbled through like powerful thunder.� Winry�s hips arched and
she shifted hard forward as a cry of release drew from her lips, making her
world spin wildly in an array of colors and sensation.� Her eyes softly closed
as she threw her head back.

Winry sank back, her head resting
against the man�s shoulder while she struggled to catch her breath.� Both his
arms had wrapped tightly around her middle, holding her tightly to him as he
cuddled her close.� That was�it was�words could not describe what it was and
how she was feeling right now.� Except for the sudden dread at what she had
done and with who�

�Ha�� Roy was cut off as her hand
cupped his mouth.

�No, don�t speak.� Winry panted.�
She didn�t want to hear his voice.� This was terrible.� She couldn�t believe
that she actually�she let him�she liked it! It was so wrong, and guilt and
shame soured her insides making her feel putrid and gross.� �Damn-it, all!�

One of his arms released her
middle and he cupped her hand that was against his mouth�her soft hand� even
though that hand has spent hours and hours working on Automail, it was
surprisingly soft.� She must wear work gloves.� Roy pulled her hand down from
his mouth.� Rockbell shifted in his lap and he groaned, he was still painfully
hard and he wished she�d stop moving around like that.

Winry leaned forward, �Let go of
me.� She said bitterly, disgusted with herself and with him.� Mustang didn�t
seem to hesitate for he dropped the arm that was still around her waist and she
moved off of him.� In her line of sight was now the letter and she bent down to
pick it up, reading it where she left off:

Since you�re in Central, just
wait for me there.� Al and I will try to get back there as soon as possible.� I
don�t know when it will be, but don�t worry everything is fine.

And it was signed Ed and Al.

She lifted her head and looked
back at Mustang; there was a frustrated expression on his face.� �Edward, he
said to wait here in the city for him.�� She said sadly as her heart deflated.�
Why didn�t he ever want her with him?

�What are you going to do?� Roy
said after taking a deep breath, really wanting to know what her plans were
because he was curious.� Or at least that�s what he was telling himself.� He
was secretly pleased that Fullmetal wrote telling her to stay in the city.

Winry�s eyes lowered from his and
she couldn�t help them from being drawn to the bulge in his slacks.� Her face
heated and she turned her head.� �I should pack up and go home to Resembool.�
That is what I should do.�� �I can�t face Ed after this.�

�Or you could stay here and I can
do extremely naughty things to you.� Roy grinned and her face brightened even
more.

�Have you lost your mind!?� She
turned her back on him.� �I only did that for Ed�s letter.� Ugh, that sounded
so cheap!� �I hate you, you stupid bastard.�� Winry heard the chair roll back
and footsteps coming towards her.� Hands were on her shoulders and she was spun
around.

�Whether it was for a letter or
not, you really enjoyed it.� Roy challenged, �And don�t lie and say you
didn�t.� You wouldn�t be able to pull that off.�� His right hand moved down her
to her forearm.� �Give me your hand.�

�Huh? Why?�

Roy was losing his patience, �Just
do it.� He ordered roughly and grabbed her wrist.

As she let him take it, her eyes
widened when he brought her hand to the front of his pants.� Winry paled and
tried tugging her hand away but his grip tightened.� �What are you doing?� Stop
it!�

�Quiet.� He yanked her forward and
into him, his free arm was once again around her waist and her right hand that
was held in his tight grasp he pressed her palm against his erection restricted
by his pants.

�I don�t wanna do that, let go!� Winry
struggled again, but he held her tighter.

Grabbing her chin he lifted it so
he could look her in the eye.� �Either you touch me and help me out, or I write
to Fullmetal myself and explain exactly what happened here in this office.�� He
saw her eyes narrow.� �He might not believe me first off, but he�ll certainly
have a lot of questions for you and would you really want to answer them and
lie to his face?� I know you would try your hardest to deny it.�

Winry couldn�t believe it! What an
ass Mustang was.� �You no good, dirty��

�Well? Yes or no?� Roy was a bit
demanding as he interrupted her, but she got him so hot and hard.� He really
didn�t feel like taking care of himself.� He wanted to feel her warm hand
wrapped around his aching need�actually he wanted to feel himself sheathed inside
her, but he�d have to settle for this.

�B�but I�ve never done anything like
this before.� Winry knew what she said wouldn�t throw him off.� But maybe her
inexperience might change his mind and appeal to his better nature.

Leaning closer, he quickly pressed
his lips against hers, and then said, �There�s a first time for everything.��

�Do I have to look?� She said
feeling very uneasy.

Roy smiled, �Are you sure you
don�t want to look?�

�Uh�� She paused, thinking that
male anatomy is interesting.� Most of the time when she glimpsed male anatomy
it was on accident and she was working on a customer�s Automail
preparation�Winry realized that she hadn�t answered yet and her face flamed,
�Of course not!� Of all people I would want to look at, you�d be one�er I mean
you wouldn�t be one of them!�� She heard him chuckle and if it were possible
her face burned even more.� Winry felt utterly humiliated.

Not waiting for her to make up her
mind, Mustang undid his pants with one skilled hand that had Winry actually
impressed, then her eyes narrowed in anger realizing that he�s probably been
with a lot of women to be able to master a one handed talent like that.� The
perverted, womanizing, jerk!� She really shouldn�t be so upset about that?� Why
should she care about how many and who he�s been with?� He was disgusting and
she hated him!� That�s right!� Think of Edward�Wait no!� Not right now.� Don�t
think of Edward, he�d probably curse the very dirt she walked upon if he found
out about this!

Winry�s face slowly heated, she
turned away so she didn�t have to look at him, or his�equipment.� Yes that was
a good way to think of it; after all she was a mechanic.� Her eyes slammed shut
as Mustang brought her hand into his pants and underwear.� She whimpered when
her fingers came in contact with his silk like warm texture and she wasn�t
exactly as disgusted as she thought she would be. Instead, her brow furrowed in
curiosity.

�Open your hand, flat.� Roy said,
taking deep breaths, feeling her palm stretch and he pressed it right against
his aching hardness, sliding it slowly up and down where he let out a deep
moan.

�Ugh, don�t do that.� Winry�s
voice tinged embarrassment.

He looked down at her face all red
and Roy grinned.� �You�re cute when you�re embarrassed.� He started to breathe
heavier, deeper.

Winry gasped and felt her entire
body heat from her head down to her toes.� His hand curled hers around the
hardness between his thighs and slowly moved her hand up and down.� Mustang
looked at the side of her face and moved in closer, to her ear.

�I�m going to let go of your hand,
so keep moving it just like that.� He breathed deeply and trailed his tongue
along the shell of her ear feeling her hand move unsurely then squeeze lightly
making his heart hammer and his toes curl delightfully.�

Trying not to think of who this
was she was currently touching, Winry�s breathing turned staggered.� It was
slightly exciting yet completely wrong.� Yes, so very wrong indeed. Her other
hand moved up and lightly gripped his waist while she continued to move her
hand slowly up and down his silk like flesh that heated in her palm.� He wasn�t
even making her do this anymore she was doing it on her own.� �What�s the
matter with me? I hate this guy! I hate him so much and I�m touching him, willingly.�
Gah, I�m so disgusting!�

�Faster�� He commanded between
pants, and shifted his hips forward into her hand, again and again.� She had
given him another squeeze and sped her up movements.� Roy groaned almost too
loud, then biting his lower lip.� He had to keep it down.� There were other
people still here, just a door away.

Roy grabbed her face, tilting it
up and his mouth took hers hard.� She hadn�t been expecting that and
Rockbell�no, not Rockbell�Winry.� Winry almost stopped that hot, arousing hand
of hers.� Feeling those fingers of hers at his waist curl and hold, her hand in
his pants moved quicker and he thrust himself into that teasing palm while
kissing her hard.� She had actually opened her mouth to him without him having
to work at it. His tongue raked against hers and she moaned softly.�� Perhaps
she got swept up in the moment as well and forgot who it is she was with.

He stiffened, hard, and his cry of
release was drowned out by his kissing her as liquid bliss was flowing and
coating her hand.� That made Winry gasp, ripping her mouth away.� She turned a
sour expression to her hand that she pulled from his blue uniform pants. A
milky white substance dripped from her fingers, traveling down her palm.�
Redness still stained her cheeks as she looked away from it uncomfortably.

Roy breathed hard, trying to gain
some control over it.� He righted his appearance and reached down to a drawer.�
Pulling it open, he grabbed for the tissue in the small box there, then looking
up at Winry.�� It was probably not right to use her name when speaking to her
for she might not like that.� �Rockbell.�� She turned sharply at the sound and
saw him motion her forward with wave of his index finger.

Winry stepped closer until she was
directly before him and Roy did not take his dark eyes from her blue as he
started wiping her hand clean of his climax.� �Surely, you knew this happens.�
He arched a brow in question.

She felt insulted.� �Of course,
but actually looking at it is entirely different.�� Her stomach soured. �Mustang
continued to clean off her hand and when he was done, he crumpled the tissue
into a tight ball and tossed it into the small waste basket.� �Am I done now,
can I go?� She said tightly and harsh.

�Just one more thing, and I hate
to disappoint you but it�s not a sexual thing.�� Roy heard her scoff and he
smirked while walking to the window and popping it open.� Even though they were
due some rain, he couldn�t risk the scent in the room to remain as it was.�
Anyone in his military company knows the scent of sex and this room reeked of
it.� �Thank you for that, it was very stimulating.� His lips lifted in
amusement as her narrowed eyes heated to a dark blue.

�Why are you thanking me?� Angry,
Winry pointed at him. �You made me do it!�

Turning part way around he leaned
against the wall the window was next to.� �Be honest with yourself at least,
Rockbell.� You could have stopped when I let go of your hand, but you didn�t.�
Just admit that you were curious and we�ll leave it at that.�� He saw her look
down ashamed.� �It is okay, you know?�

�No it�s not.� It�s sick and
twisted.� I hate you.� I�d rather see you dead than want anything to do with
you.� Winry felt a little bad at saying that, but why?� It�s nothing she hadn�t
said to him before.

Roy laughed, but it wasn�t of
amusement.� �I can understand that.� But it�s only natural to be curious about
your body and a man�s body at your age.� So I won�t read anything into it, like
you actually like me. Thinking that would make me rather stupid.�� Why did that
stab, it shouldn�t have.� She was just a pretty face and ripe body he wanted to
touch and yes�even deflower.�� He heard the thunder clap and he looked towards
the open window.� That rain was to arrive very soon.� Damn summer storms.�

Clasping his hands behind his
back, Roy�s posture straightened.� �I want you to keep quiet about this.�

Winry�s ears perked, and she
lifted her head.� �What was that?� Keep quiet?� oooh, perhaps she had some
leverage after all.

�Yes, quiet.� No one, and I mean
no one is to know about your involvement with me.� Roy lifted his chin, looking
ever intimidating and he saw her eyes widen slightly and she took one step
back.� �It would not do well for my reputation or goals if others were to learn
that I was playing around with a young girl like you.�

Winry felt her heart squeeze at
those words.� Of course she was just a plaything; she had known that all
along.� He didn�t care about her feelings or what she thought.� He just took
what he wanted regardless of how she felt.� She didn�t want him, she hated
him.� Winry wanted to get as far away from Mustang as possible.� �So in other
words, you need everything to be quiet �cause you only worry about yourself,
not that it would shame me in every possible way.�� She crossed her arms over
her breasts and popped her hip out in disgusted irritation.� �You�re just as
vile as when you took my parents from me, robbing me of everything that is
precious.�� She glanced at her shoes.� �I won�t say anything about this because
I don�t want the harsh ridicule and the gossip, not because of anything you
could end up threatening me with.�

In a quick move, Winry bent down
and harshly grabbed Ed�s letter and spun on her heel heading for the door.� She
roughly pulled it open and stalked out into the hall slamming the door behind
her.� Military Personnel looked up at her in shock as they had been disturbed
at whatever it was they were doing.

�The man�s an absolute asshole!�
Winry raged, and stomped her feet making her way towards the exit.

Riza�s eye twitched, how could she
say such a thing about Colonel Mustang?� She was not going to stand for it and
was going to take a step forward when, Maes� hand came down on her shoulder and
she turned her blonde head in his direction.

�Leave it alone, Riza.� Maes said
with understanding.

With a soft gasp, Riza�s blonde
brow crinkled in confusion.� �Didn�t you hear what she just said?�

Maes nodded, �I did.� But she has
every right to feel how she does.� There�s a lot of anger in her and she can�t
even begin to heal if she doesn�t let it out. And Roy�s guilt too, I think it
would be good for him to actually speak to her more.� That way they both can
put some perspective on their situations.�� Maes wasn�t sure if Riza knew the
connection that Roy and Winry had with one another.� If she did perhaps she
would understand Winry�s anger more and Roy�s guilt which he often hides from
Riza.� It wasn�t his place to say, that should be left up to Roy to tell her,
if he wanted to.

As soon as Winry stepped outside,
the Heavens opened up and poured down on her, drenching her as hard rain fell.�
�Oh, this is just perfect!� She started running down the steps and out the open
gate, hurrying down the sidewalk.� What she wouldn�t give for an umbrella right
now.� She turned a corner and almost ran into a familiar person, it was Travin
and he had an umbrella.

�Winry, my goodness!� What are you
doing out in this weather?�� He stepped closer to her holding the black
umbrella over her head.� The young girl was shivering as he took in her drowned
rat appearance.� His eyes lingered over her beautiful wet pale skin as the
raindrops drizzled down over the curves of her breasts that he could see in
that now see-through white blouse of hers.� Her nipples were straining against
that fabric from the cold rain.� He never wanted to be that blouse more in his
life than at that moment.� �I don�t live far from here, how about you come with
me back to my flat where I can get you some hot tea to warm you up?�

Winry�s teeth chatted together as
she curled her arms around her middle trying to warm up.� For a summer storm,
the rain was sure cold. �Th�that would be� n�nice.�

With a nod of his head, he
gestured into the direction of his flat, �This way.�� And the two of them
headed in that direction.

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Well that�s it for episode five.� I really hoped you all
liked it.

Until Next time!

Ryoko Blue
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