Devon: Okay guys, I'm sorry I'm posting anoter story, but I promise this one won't be dragged out forever like the other ones, and I'm only posting it so it will leave me alone. So this will be a 7-shot story about Edward and Winry's relationshhip of course! Anyways, thanks for reading and please review!
Warnings: These stories will be depressing and angst(sp?) filled and if you don't like these kind of things, in stead of flaming me...please go read one of my more cheerier stories, thank you very much. ^.^
Disclaimer: If I owned Full Metal Alchemist, which I don't, it would be a romance and not nearly as good as it is now, despite how sad it is and the fact that nnone of the couples have gotten together! (grrr)
He didn't meann to be greedy. Was that what he was? Greedy. He didn't try to be and he definatley didn't get along with Greed, even when he was being nice, but Edward Elric somehow found himself being greedy. He couldn't help it though, he was in love. Can you really blame the boy? He wanted nothing more than to wrap his arms around the blonde mechanic and hold her tight, and when he was given the oppurtunity he took it. Was that really being greedy?
She didn't like to think like that. She felt so, so, so very guilty for feeling that way, and thinking thoughts like that but when she was alone she couldn't help but feel that way. He left so often, and wrote so little, she barely had time to grasp what was happening around her. She wanted to hold him, to have him as her own and she knew she was being greedy, he had a promise to full fill and she'd hate herself and him more if he broke that promise but in the depths of her own mind, she couldn't help but be greedy.
He wanted to hold her. She wanted to hold him. He wanted to tell her. She wanted to tell him. He never wanted to let go. She never wanted him to. They never asked for much but because of the pain that other people we're suffereing they found themselves thinking of themselves greedy but were they really? Was greed consuming them like a hungry monster, or was it loneliness, and pain, and suffering that was pushing them closer and then yanking them away?
For the blonde mechanic and the young alchemist, this was the question they asked themselves everyday. Now all they needed was an answer.
Devon: See? Short, sweet, to-the-point, and depressing! Wow, I'm a strange one yes I am, thanks for asking. ^.^ Next one: Wrath! (I'll try to make it longer)