Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Feel Me, Shame Me, Heal Me ❯ Enemy, Mine ( Chapter 1 )

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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.

 

A/N: There will be some OCs in this, who is just used to add extra tension. Tell me how you all like them.

 

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Feel Me, Shame Me, Heal Me

Episode 1—Enemy Mine

 

Looking up at Central's Military headquarters, Winry Rockbell, wearing a pink sundress, her long blonde hair hung loose against her back, glanced again at her letter. Two weeks ago, she had written to anyone who might have any information for her about Edward and Alphonse Elric. She didn't know who would answer her as she didn't specifically write to a particular member of the military. Imagine her relief when her letter actually came back answered. It had been answered by a Lieutenant Colonel Maes Hughes. She had met him a few times before in the past, remembering he was always showing his daughter's picture to anyone who would even look in his direction. Winry had been looking forward to seeing him again, besides his daughter was simply adorable!

 

She pulled the door open, stepping inside. There were soldiers walking about, talking and working on various projects. Winry glanced around and was about to call out to one of the military personnel, when she was approached by the very man she had been coming to see. He leaned forward a little with a smile on his face.

 

“How nice it is to see you again, Winry. How was your move? I hope everything is going well with your new place.”

 

“Yes.” Winry smiled, “Except for a small defect my building has, but it's nothing a good mechanic like me can't repair when necessary.”

 

“Doesn't your grandmother have an objection to you moving out on your own, you are only fifteen.”

 

Winry laughed, “Well she wants to me spread my wings, I guess. She's very supportive and knows how much I miss and care about the Elric brothers.”

 

Hughes laughed lightly with a smile, “I think anyone looking at you could see that.” He gestured towards the left. “How about we go try and figure out what you came all this way for.” He and Winry started walking down the hall, when he reached into his uniform coat pocket on the inside and started to pull out a certain picture. “Look at her, isn't she just the cutest thing?!” He gushed, shoving the photo in Winry's face.

 

Winry softly giggled and nodded, “Yes she is, and you've already shown me this picture, several times as a matter of fact.”

 

“Did I?” Hughes rubbed the back of his head, “I show so many people I forget who I've actually shown it to.” He gently put the photo back in his uniform coat, and taking Winry to a closed door, stopping right before it.

 

“What room is this?” Winry asked pleasantly and with a smile.

 

Hughes cleared his throat and avoided her eyes. He stared at the wood and lifted his hand, knocking on it. “Oi, Roy…” He didn't get to finish his call to the door for Winry scoffed loudly, interrupting him.

 

“Is this a certain Colonel Roy Mustang you are talking to here?” Winry said tapping her foot against the floor and tightly folding her arms over her breasts in extreme discomfort. When she didn't get an answer she snorted bitterly and turned to go. “Forget it, I don't want his help.” Winry took one step when she felt Hughes's hand on her arm.

 

“Look, Winry, I know how hard this is going to be, for the both of you and I'm not asking you to stick around and be his best buddy and chat like he was a long lost pal or anything. If you want information on both Edward and Alphonse, Colonel Roy Mustang is the way to go. He is the one Edward sends reports in to. I'm sure with a little effort and time, the Colonel can help you.” He saw her lips twist up in distaste, and her nose crinkle in complete revulsion, her eyes burned with controlled rage. “Think of Edward and Alphonse, wouldn't you do just about anything to find out where they are?”

 

Shutting her eyes tightly, Winry clenched her fists tightly at her sides. “All right! Fine! For Ed and Al, I'll be civil for them.” She would try her hardest to get along with him. Winry would just have to play nice with that bastard Roy Mustang until she found out where Ed was…and then go after him. She was tired of being without Edward, she missed him. Her cheeks heated, `oh my, did I really just think that, do I really miss Ed that much?' She heard Hughes chuckle and it brought her back to her senses.

 

Hughes turned towards the door and knocked again, then opening it. Seeing his friend and superior, Roy Mustang, bent over his desk and frantically working on paper work. Rolling his eyes, Hughes couldn't help the smile that curved against the corners of his mouth. That man was always waiting until the last minute to do any paper work. “Oi, Roy, sorry to bother you, but Winry Rockbell is here.” He saw the raven head of his friend snap up, and his dark brow furrow. “I told you this morning that she was coming to see me and that I figured you would be able to help her in finding out where Edward Elric was.”

 

Roy merely stared back at Hughes, “I don't have time for that now.” He leaned over his papers again his pen scribbling furiously against the paper.

 

“Come on, just five minutes. It's not too much to ask for, is it?” Hughes said with his right brow arched.

 

Winry tapped Hughes on the shoulder, and he looked in her direction where she said, “Look if he can't help me, that's great. I'd rather eat poison toadstools than ask him for help. He probably couldn't do it anyway. I'm better off just walking blindly without any direction. I'm sure I'll eventually run across Ed and Al.”

 

From inside the room, both Hughes and Winry heard Roy say in irritation, “Five minutes.”

 

Winry groaned and Hughes smiled, gently escorting her inside the room.

 

Folding his hands on his desk, Roy looked up at the two who disturbed his extremely important paper work and he was running out of time to get it all done. “Five minutes began the moment you two stepped in here, now then what can I help you with?”

 

“Nothing.” Winry said tightly and looked away from him in irritation.

 

Hughes grinned and patted Winry on the shoulder softly, “Edward and Alphonse Elric, she wants to know where they are.”

 

“Well that makes two of us, I haven't a clue.” Roy said staring at them. “I hadn't received a report from Fullmetal in quite awhile. So I'm afraid you came all this way for nothing.”

 

“I'll say.” Winry grunted. “A lot of help he is.” She complained quietly.

 

“Chances are… those two will be back here eventually. You might as well stick around Central City for awhile. You'll eventually come across them.” Roy said, standing. “If I hear anything, perhaps I'll let you know. Of course I am extremely busy so don't hold your breath.” He said, coldly. Finding that he couldn't look at her for long without feeling the tiny prickles of guilt crawling up his neck, he looked towards Maes instead.

 

She felt ill standing in front of this man, Winry hated him with every ounce of her heart and soul. He was the very man who killed her parents and then took Ed and Al away from her and leaving her all alone again. What right does he have to stand there looking fine and dandy like nothing is bothering him? Doesn't he feel anything at all? This man might be Ed's ally but he was her enemy and she will continue on hating him until the day she died.

 

“Five minutes is up, I have a lot of work to do. So if you two don't mind…” Roy gestured to the door with his palm faced upward.

 

Winry spun around and Hughes sighed, shaking his head walking with her towards the door.

 

“See, I told you he wouldn't be of any help at all.” Winry commented as the two of them left the room, closing the door.

 

“If any news comes in about the boys, I'll make sure you get the information.” Hughes said with a disappointed smile. He was sure that Roy would have been her best help in this regard. But it seemed Roy was just as clueless as poor Winry here was.

 

She knew it probably wouldn't be an easy thing, finding out where Ed and Al were. Winry had even anticipated that she would be here in the city for awhile. “Thanks anyway, you know where to find me if you do hear anything.” Feeling a little dejected but not completely at a loss, Winry left through the main doors, stepping out into the warm sunshine. Shading her eyes with her hand from the sun, she glanced up at the wispy white clouds breezing by. “I know I'll see you two again, I just need to have a little patience. What a surprise it will be for you guys to see me here in Central when you do get back, I can't wait to see the looks on your faces. Well, on Ed's face at least…” She smiled to herself.

 

She took one step and smacked into someone who was also walking on the sidewalk, a folder of papers dropped from the individual's hand and hit the ground, the papers scattering everywhere. Winry gasped in shock, “Oh, I am so sorry.” She glanced down at a bent chestnut head, and bronze hands were trying to gather the papers up. Winry squatted down and proceeded to assist. It was a young man and he lifted his head smiling a little.

 

“It's all right, just a little mess here.” His breath caught and his cheeks heated. He noticed her long golden hair glistening in the sun, her pretty pale complexion and amazing azure eyes. He quickly glanced down and really concentrated on collecting his papers. “I really should watch where I'm going. This is my first time to a big city like this.”

 

“I've only been living here two weeks myself. But friends of mine are in the military so I've visited Central City before many times.” Winry had a pile in her hand already and reached for another sheet. Turning it over she found it had music notes and bars on it. “Oh.”

 

The young man looked up at her again, “I play the piano. I'm part of a small musical group, with my twin sister Aurora, she sings mostly. I mean I do too, but singing is all she does. Also a few cousins of mine play other instruments and sing too.

 

“That's amazing, I can't play or sing.” Winry stood up as did the young man. “I build automail though.”

 

He blinked, “Seriously? A young woman like you knows how to build complex machinery like that?” He was very impressed.

 

“Yeah, it's a family business. My grandmother taught me. I guess healing runs in the family. My parents, they were doctors.” She sighed and moved a lock of her hair behind her ear. “So what's your name?” She noted that he was tall, much taller than her, about a whole head taller. He had deep emerald green eyes. Winry couldn't help but find him attractive. What girl wouldn't? She immediately thought about Ed and blinked, trying to regain her senses.

 

“It's Travin Walker.”

 

She smiled, “I'm Winry Rockbell. So what made a small towner like you move out here?”

 

Travin rubbed the back of his head, “I got our family band a performance job for the next year. What about you?”

 

Winry sighed, “I came here looking for a friend and his brother, and I'll probably stick around until he comes back, which could be months. Those two are always wandering about.”

 

“Oh.” Travin sounded a little disappointed, “Is he you know, you're uh…boyfriend?”

 

Her face heated at least three shades, “What! Ed is, well he's…” Edward Elric? her boyfriend? He would never think of her like that. They had been friends since they were children.

 

Travin waved his hand in the air, “Never mind, it's none of my business.” Well this young lady was certainly awaiting this boy, would it be wrong to be her friend? “You know, I'm playing tonight, would you like to come and listen? We're pretty good. You can bring a friend along.” Hopefully, it would be a girlfriend and not a boy.

 

“That sounds like fun.” Winry smiled a brilliant smile of pearl white teeth. As Travin was explaining where he was performing with his family, to Winry it seemed like she had just made a new friend, which was good to have in a big city like this.

 

****

 

Winry stood before the lovely new restaurant and bar callen Antonio's, as her friend and also military personelle-slash-libraian, Scieszka, walked up beside her.

 

“You know, Winry, you could have contacted me two weeks ago when you first arrived, I would have helped you settle in.” Scieszka adjusted her glasses against her nose and then looked over at her friend.

 

“I know. I just didn't want to burden you.” Winry replied with a sheepish smile.

 

Scieszka looped her arm around Winry's, “At least you're here now. This'll be so exciting. You living here in Central City, I bet a whole bunch of amazing things will happen for you now. Come on, let's go in.” And she dragged her friend through the doors.

 

Antonio's was bistro style restuarnt, with dark red carpets and rich cherry wood chairs and tables. The bar was to the left, with a long rectangular mirror behind it. There were several men and women gathered around it, also in the bar area were tables and booths which were shadowed by dim light which were filled with patrons.

 

Winry could see the piano upon a small stage area that was next to the bar, on the other side of the room an archway led to the restaurant area.

 

“Let's go sit over there.” Scieszka suggested pointing to two barstools on the edge of the bar.

 

Nodding, Winry grinned. “Yeah, we'll be able to see the stage pretty well.”

 

“You met this guy today, at least that's what you said when you stopped over at my place.” Scieszka sat down and Winry sat next to her.

 

“Yeah, we sorta bumped into each other. It's always good to make new friends. It'll give me something to do while I wait around for Ed and Al. Well that is in my spare time when I'm not making automail.” Winry crossed her legs, right over left.

 

The muscians stepped out onto the small stage, and Winry waved to Travin who gave her a friendly nod and a wink. He turned to his sister and cousins who all took their places. Travin walked to the bartender and spoke quietly in his ear, before giving him a pat on the back. He quickly headed back to the stage and took his seat at the piano where he began playing a lively tune. His sister immediately began singing, her voice deep and sultry that would drive most men crazy.

 

Aurora was very beautiful, long chocolate locks in ringlet curls cascaded down her back with a fluff of bangs over her forehead, her eyes the color of emeralds, just like her brother's. Her skin was a lovely shade of bronze as well. She certainly kept the male population of Antonio's on her.

 

The bartender carried a tall glass of something red over to Winry and placed it in front of her, “Compliments of Mr. Travin Walker, and he said whatever you want tonight, it's on him.”

 

Winry stared surprized down at the red liquid in the glass, she lifted it and held it to her nose. It smelled like cranberry juice and she took a small sip. It was a little tangy with a hint of something she couldn't exactly place. It was good though, and she took another little bit larger drink.

 

“Oooh.” Scieska nudged Winry with her elbow, “My, my, a cute guy like that buying you drinks. I wonder what Ed would say.” She teased.

 

Choking a bit on her juice after she got it down, Winry coughed a little, “What? What did you just say? Ed would… he's…” Her face heated. “I mean what would it matter what he would say, who cares.” That was a lie, maybe she cared what he would think and say. He would probably say to watch out for perverts, they come in all shapes and sizes, cute and ugly. And that they all wanted one thing. But she was tough girl and could take care of herself. Besides, Travin looked around her age, he couldn't be that much older than her. He didn't seem like the type that would even be a pervert.

 

“Riiight…”Scieska replied with a smirk, and lifted her finger up to get the bartender's attention.

 

Winry downed the rest of the drink, feeling slightly warm in her belly. She licked her lips and looked in the cup. “I think I want another one of those. It was good juice!”

 

“You better be careful, Winry. That drink could have alcohol in it.” Scieszka warned.

 

“What? No. It doesn't taste like it has anything like that in it. Besides, I don't much care for the taste of alcohol. This is far too sweet and good.” Winry waited for the bartender to come over and requested another drink and Scieszka ordered something light for herself.

 

Five cranberry drinks later, Winry felt…very, very good. “Whoa, tha's sum goo, pano paying.” She said leaning on her hand which was propped up by her elbow on the bar.

 

Sciezka groaned, “I knew it.” She sighed and pinched her sinuses beneath the nose bridge of her glasses. Two people had come up behind her and she turned her head, smiling at the familiar faces of Kain Fuery and Jean Havoc. “Oi, guys.” She said with a smile.

 

Havoc nodded, “Oi, yourself.” He said with a grin. “Are you two ladies enjoying the new place here. It's only a week old.”

 

Winry heard something, a voice kind of near to her who sounded familiar and she turned her head and pointed, “I knows yous.”

 

Blinking, Havoc cleared his throat. “I should hope so.” He noticed her really flushed face and her half lidded eyes, she looked a little off. “Winry, are you okay?”

 

Limply pointing at herself with her thumb, Winry swayed a little on her stool. “I's real good. feely tingly between da legs, must potty now.”

 

Fuery spit out his drink in a spray of liquid, his face burning bright red, and Havoc's mouth just dropped open in absolute shock. And they both said at the exact same time… “She's completely smashed!”

 

Scieszka jumped up from her stool, “I should take Winry to the bathroom, don't let anyone take our seats, all right?” She assisted her friend off her stool and tried to walk her to the bathroom, but Winry kept tripping over her feet while swaying back and forth.

 

“Where bafroo?” Winry said tilting her head and staring at Scieszka.

 

With her face heating to a very embarassed red hue, Scieszka pointed to the arrow that displayed the way. “That way. Winry can you try and keep it down? You're a little loud.”

 

“I am?!” Winry answered loudly.

 

“Yes.” She grinned sheepishly and apologised to everyone she saw.

 

Winry tripped over her feet and this time her friend wasn't able to hold her up and she fell onto her knees. She couldn't help but giggle as she sat there, her head fell back and she stared up at the ceiling. “Oops.” She reached up and grabbed the edge of a table to help pull herself to her feet. “Sorry, I clumsy taday.” She said to the couple she had disturbed. Looking over, she narrowed her eyes trying to focus on who it was, he seemed familiar, but the woman didn't. “Wait, I knows you.” She heard the man snort. His extremely attractive face was really familiar and so was his raven hair… Wait! It was the murderer of her parents. “You makes me sick. I hates yur stoopid guttss.” She pulled herself up off the floor and glared at him. “If I dinna have a pee, I'd makes ya surry yous ever was borned.” She pointed limply at him.

 

Roy Mustang who was currently on a date, which was interrupted by this loud drunk Winry Rockbell, actually found this situtaion quite humorous, and placed his fingers against his mouth, hiding his smirk. Her words were unattractive, but he wasn't going to let them bother him tonight. “I think you're going to regret what you've said come morning, when you're sober.” He said, leaning back against his booth and crossing his legs, his ankle resting against his other knee.

 

Scieszka took Winry by the arm and gave her superior a very apologetic smile, “I am very sorry, sir.”

 

Roy looked away from the two of them and back at his date, a pretty red head with bright blue eyes, an attractive slim figure and petite breasts. She was quite lovely company.

 

Winry was being dragged away and towards the bathroom before she could say anything else that she might be embarassed over the next day. The bathroom door was pushed open and Scieszka helped her friend inside.

 

“Winry, you shouldn't have said those things to Colonel Mustang, he has feelings too you know.”

 

“Coulda fool me.” Winry said going into the stall. “He kills my parents, he dunna deserve ta be happy.”

 

Scieszka sighed and leaned against the sink counter, “I know, and I understand your pain. But did you have to voice your opinion so loudly. I'm sure he knows you hate him, but the whole world does now as well. There are some things you can keep to yourself.”

 

“The whole world shud knows, he is murderer.” Winry sniffled and grabbed some toilet paper and wipped at her eyes. “I canna even stan to wook at `im. It breaks me hearts every time I sees he face.”

 

Scieszka leaned her head back a little, “He does have a really good face though,” She smiled thinking about it. “Even you must agree with that.”

 

“A pretty face, doesn't make up for a good heart.” Winry soon came out of the bathroom stall. “Dat man's enemy mine.”

 

Reaching for her to help assist her again, Scieszka arched a brow. “Don't you mean `my enemy'?”

 

Winry shrugged, “Whys do I feel so strange?”

 

“Because, my dear friend, you are drunk off your ass.” Scieszka laughed loudly and Winry just stared blankley.

 

When the girls got back from the bathroom and to their stools, along with Havoc and Fuery, Travin was waiting there too, who turned around.

 

“Ah, there you are.” Travin said with a kind smile to his new friend Winry. “I wondered where you had run off to.”

 

“Potty, needed to use.” Winry swayed and Scieszka gripped her tighter.

 

Travin stepped closer to Winry, “Are you feeling all right?”

 

“No, she's drunk you idiot.” Havoc replied. “How did she even get like that?”

 

Feeling a little guilty, Travin lifted his finger. “That was probably my doing. I told the bartender to give her something really special tonight.”

 

“She's only fifteen, why would you think about giving a young girl like this a booze filled drink.” Havoc narrowed his eyes at Travin who held his palms up innocently.

 

“I didn't know! Honest!” Travin looked to Winry, “I am so sorry, If I would have known...”

 

“Save it.” Fuery said very uncharacteristically angry. “Just how old are you, to think you can just go around ordering women heavy drinks?”

 

“I just turned twenty a month ago.” Travin replied, “I honestly didn't know she was fifteen. That was not the topic of conversation when we had met. If I would have known that, I would have had the bartender get her something different. You've got to believe me.”

 

Havoc, bitterly looked the young musician up and down, “We don't even know you. How can we believe you're trustworthy?”

 

“Yeah,” Fuery added, “You're darn lucky that her boyfriend, Edward Elric The Fullmetal Alchemist isn't here to see this. If he was, no doubt he would alter his arm into a hammer and smash your head open for this.”

 

Travin stared at the floor in shock, “Wait, her friend is that short blonde teenager that travels with a giant suit of armor?”

 

“That's right.” Scieszka replied proudly.

 

Crossing his arms over his chest, Travin rocked back on his heels. “I met those two. We gave them a ride once.”

 

Winry seemed to perk up, and she jumped forward. “You know Ed! Wheres did yous take `im?! And where's hes now? Please tell me!” She was in panic.

 

Travin shrugged, “Oh, it was a few months ago, I don't have any idea now.”

 

Hanging her head and sighing deeply, Winry felt her heart shatter. “A dead end again, I'll nevers find Ed at dis rates. You don't knows how bads I need ta find him. I jus have ta.” She felt her eyes swell with tears. What was the matter with her, why was she acting so loopy and emotional right now?

 

“Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you.” Travin lightly rested his hand on her shoulder. “I can send letters out to other members of my family that live in other cities and towns, maybe they can help in your search.”

 

“Really?” Winry clasped her hands together, “You'd do that?”

 

Smiling, Travin squeezed her shoulder affectionatly. “Yes, really. I have a pretty large family to hear from. I'm sure something will arise. So cheer up.”

 

Havoc looked over at Fuery who were both wondering what this young man was up to. He seemed much too helpful and way too nice. If it was one thing they knew a lot about, it was womanizing men. After all, their superior was one of them. Colonel Roy Mustang was a different kind of womanizer, he was one where it was no secret and he never lied or decieved anyone or even tried to hide is real intentions. But this guy…this Travin seemed very sneaky.

 

“How about… to make up for my terrible mistake, why don't I walk you home, Winry?” Travin offered with a bright smile that seemed to sparkle.

 

`Ah hah!' Both Fuery and Havoc thought at the exact same time. Figuring out what this person was gonna try! There was no way they were going to let this strange man take Winry home, not when she was like this where anyone could take advantage of her.

 

“I'll take her home.” A different, much more authoritive, rich like dark silk, voice said from behind them.

 

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Well that's it for this episode. How did it go? No one was terribly OOC were they?

 

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