Friday, April 22, 2005

YAY
My Ed/Win wallpaper has reached 200 downloads. Movie Ed wallpaper is catching up fast. Oh and here is some more fic.

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She pouted, ‘That isn’t funny.’
‘No there really is…’
‘Don’t call me fiancé!’
He smirked at her as he clambered in the window. She felt her cheeks flush with anger that he was acting so cool about the situation. He didn’t actually think they were going to be married did he?
‘I take it your father told you?’ he asked, still smiling.
‘Yes, he told me everything. He told me why he chose you and why he believes you will agree to this.’
Ed sighed, ‘Told you everything huh?’
She turned away from him and his coolness. How could he be acting the way he did? They hadn’t known each other for that long and now they were to spend the rest of their lives together.
‘Y’know, this wedding doesn’t just have to benefit us.’
She laughed as she turned back to him, ‘Have a high opinion of yourself don’t we. Look what happened before was just a game I never really…’
‘No, hear me out, please.’
His face was no longer beaming at her. His smile was more comforting now yet his eyes frowned.
‘I can’t stand what happens to you Winry. I want to get you out of here and I’m sure you know that. But you also know your father. Before we carry on, I’m going to tell you everything.’
Many times during his tale she wanted to laugh at how false it sounded. Stories of other worlds, alchemy and even an equivalent version of her. Her amusement stopped when he began to tell her of his attempt to return to his world. Her fathers funding would help him get home and back to his brother.
‘If we got married Winry, you could escape your father. If I leave then it is not your fault and you will have been away from him and started your own life. I know it’ll be a sham but if there is benefit in it for all, isn’t it worth a shot?’
In her mind it made sense. She sat on the bed next to him thinking it all over in her head. She could be free of her father safely. Ed could get home; Hohenheim and Al could carry on research. However, one thing was bugging her and she had to ask it.
‘Ed, are you doing this…because you’re in love with your Winry back at home?’

Good question, in fact too good. He didn’t think that was going through his mind, but in the back of his subconscious it may have been. He didn’t know what he would feel when he saw his Winry again. He had been longing for her far more then he ever thought he could. If he remained in Rizembul it would only make sense to make a family there. He would have to sooner or later and Winry would have made a good mother…
He shook it from his head. For all he knew she had found someone to spend her life with. He knew she waited for him while on his quest for the philosophers stone, but she would be turning eighteen soon and become an adult. The figure in front of him was not her, but her face tugged at his heart strings.
‘Perhaps,’ he finally said, ‘I’m not sure what I feel for her. I’m always too involved in what I’m doing to notice her. Now that I’m away from her…I miss her.’
Her hand reached out and touched his. She knew now that it had no physical sensation, but it felt good all the same.
‘Very well Edward, I will marry you. But there is one condition.’
‘Yes?’
‘You will tell her what you told me. Perhaps in some way she and I are connected. I believe your story because I have seen it in my dreams. I have seen through her eyes.’

It was true. Her dreams made sense now he had told her of his world. Perhaps in moments of weakness she and the other Winry had shared each others world. That would explain how she had seen Edward.
‘Your brother…I believe I dreamt of him the other night.’
‘You did?’
‘He fits your description, but he was young. He could only have been ten or eleven.’
She watched him crumble and wished she hadn’t said anything. Her hand moved up to stroke his face. Then she snapped it backed and blushed. He did to, but she was too flustered to notice.
‘You had better leave. If my father ever found you here…’
‘Yea, I understand. No doubt our families will be meeting with each other soon.’
She nodded slightly and helped him back out the window. She watched him leave and ignored the beating of her heart.


‘Winry! Winry wait. What are you doing?’ Al cried.
She couldn’t hear him as she ran. She knew it was true this time. Her night gown tangled in her legs and tripped her. Al was able to catch up with her after that. She had burst from the house waking up all the occupants. Pinako had sent Al after her.
‘Winry you are going to freeze…’
‘I saw him Al, I swear I did. I looked out my window and he was walking away’
‘But why would he be walking away?’
‘I don’t know…I don’t know,’ she wailed before collapsing into tears. This was how Pinako found them. Winry shaking with grief and Al at a loss what to do.


Her head was tugged in all directions. Her sisters crowded around her playing with her hair and deciding on a dress. A date hadn’t been set but they were determined to organise it all anyway.
Their voices merged into one. Her sad reflection stared sorrowfully back at her. She hadn’t stopped thinking about that damn boy, and he hadn’t stopped thinking about going home. Her father was still in the dark on their plan. They were arriving later that day to discuss wedding plans. Dedrick clearly wanted to rush things along and be rid of his daughter. She wanted to be rid of him
Yet what would become of her if when and if Ed did manage to find a way home? In theory she could carry on with a life away from her father, perhaps as a widow. Yet if she was widow they might call her cursed to be alone. People were superstitious these days.
Her eldest sister held Winrys chin in her hand and examined her face.
‘You have my eyes,’ she boasted, ‘you must make them up the same way as me.’
She was a doll once again.

Ed was nervous. He was sure that Dedrick would figure out their plan just by looking at him. Today was a little celebration of their engagement but it felt like judgement day. Although it was destined to fail their marriage was real. He was confident that Winry was happy enough to go ahead with it. After all, Ed was making progress in his research. He didn’t want to tell Winry about all that technical stuff, she just didn’t seem interested.
It all felt very quaint and serene as they sat in the grand living room drinking tea. Edward had grown rather fond of tea whereas Al was sick of it. Hohenheim loved it being an ex English gentleman.
He almost dropped his cup when she entered the room. Her sisters had clearly got a hold of her. Yet she looked absolutely beautiful. She grinned at the site of them which filled him with pride.
‘Winry my child, you look a wonder.’

She was almost shocked at her fathers voice saying such a thing to her. He was really putting it on. She wasn’t sure why, as far as he knew Ed couldn’t wait to marry her.
She blushed at the look Al was giving her and avoided Eds eye altogether. Hohenheim looked at her in a very fatherly fashion that almost brought a tear to her eye. Almost, but not quite.
Seating herself alone she listened to the plans go ahead. It was not a womans place to talk about such things. She took it all in, smiled occasionally and agreed to everything said. As long as this whole ordeal was over and done with soon she didn’t really care what went ahead.
She dared to look over to him and found him looking in her direction. She felt that darn blush play across her face again. He belonged to another and she had to keep telling herself this. However much it began to hurt.

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