Aka EdWin ice skating AU continues.

Summary: Ed and Winry’s friends relentlessly teasing them x)

A/N: I don’t really know what I should say other than that this is just a silly little (or not so little, as it’s somehow the longest yet) chapter before the most important part. Getting back to sports again in the next chapter (I’m excited and frightened). Still a few more chapters left, stay tuned :3 Once again, please enjoy and Review!

Previous chapters:  1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 5.5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13

Companion pieces (note: these are all post Olympics happenings so reading the main fic first is recommended): 1, 2, 3, 4, 5

Next chapter: [x]

Words: 3100+ (what is life?)

Genre: cotton candy, humor in this chapter

Warnings: swearing, some suggestive themes (tried to keep it p clean tho. DON’T GET TOO EXCITED! It’s not what you think it is) 

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The locker room was suddenly empty. Ed could
have sworn his teammates had been there a moment ago, but now they were nowhere
to be seen; not even Mustang, who was always the last to go, being the life of
the room. Before he had time to start looking for them, though, Ed heard a door
opening and saw a familiar blonde-haired young woman approaching him. She was wearing
her usual outfit, jeans and a white hoodie with Amestris’ logo on it, and her
hair was in its usual ponytail. Something still seemed different.

Winry was smiling in a way Ed didn’t remember
seeing earlier. Warmth rushed all the way to his crotch when he wondered what
it might mean, and he tried to quickly focus on something else, failing badly. How
hadn’t he noticed earlier that she had the cutest lips, pink and soft looking,
demanding to be kissed? And her eyes sparkled like two sapphires?

“Hi,” she greeted him a bit shyly, stopping in
front of his locker.

“Hi. What are you doing here? I thought no
outsiders were allowed inside?” Ed asked, still a bit distracted by his earlier
thoughts.

“I don’t know about that.” She shrugged. “But I
know no one was there to keep watch. As for why I’m here… I guess I just wanted
to see you.” She blushed cutely and Ed had to resist the urge to kiss her then
and there.

Suddenly the girl took the jersey Ed had left
lying on the bench and put it on her.

“What do you think? Doesn’t it suit me?” she spun
around in it and made a graceful curtsy when she stopped, reminding Ed of the
move she had done when he first saw her at the Olympic venue.

“It… looks nice.” Ed resisted the urge to rub the
back of his neck, feeling a bit awkward.

“Thank you.” Winry smiled brightly and bowed
down to give him a quick kiss on the cheek. “You look so cute when you blush.”

She poked his nose lightly and moved her mouth
close to his ear, so she could whisper:

“Would you like to know what I look like when I
wear nothing but this?”

“Winry!” Ed yelped in shock. Since when had she
been so straightforward? They weren’t even dating (or that was at least what he
kept telling himself), why did she suddenly act like that? He would have been
lying, though, had he claimed a part of him didn’t enjoy this side of her.

“I… I think I wouldn’t mind that,” he added quietly
when she kept staring at him, looking slightly disappointed. Her expression brightened,
and she told him to wait for a moment before disappearing from his view…

But he never got to know what for, because a
voice woke him up.

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”Morning,
sunshine.”

Ed slowly opened his eyes when he heard a female voice talking next to him. His
heart rate suddenly jumped from 70 to 150 when he registered that he was
sharing a bed with a woman. And not just any woman… the same woman who had just
been very cute in his dream. He tried
to remember if they had done anything other than talking and sighed of relief
when he realized he still had his T-shirt and boxers on. Good. They probably
hadn’t done anything. He couldn’t let himself get that out of control, although he had to admit it was getting harder
and harder to deny he was damn attracted to her. His dreams were getting more
intense as well, and he hated himself for it.

“Morning,
gearhead,” he answered, rubbing his eyes before getting a better look at the person
next to him. She was sitting on the other side of the bed, already wearing her
day clothes (the very same hoodie and jeans as in the dream), ready to go to
that meeting of hers she had mentioned the day before.

“Did you
sleep well?” she asked nonchalantly while brushing her shining blonde hair. “I
thought I’d wake you up before I leave but it turned out to be harder than I
thought.”

“Yeah, I
did… Actually, I don’t remember…”

“Remember
what?”

Ed
hesitated before answering, blushing slightly. “When was the last time I slept
so well… I usually wake several times a night.”

“Oh. Well,
I slept pretty well myself.” She didn’t add she had been even more reluctant
than usual to get up when it was way more comfortable to rest there in his
warmth, listening to his heartbeat and soft snores. Sure, her shoulder had been
sore from sleeping in such position, but who cared? It had felt right, and she
would be lying if she claimed she wouldn’t want to repeat this in the future.

The thought
‘you never know what might happen to you tomorrow’ had crossed her mind too
many times after her parents’ accident, but waking up next to Ed, she realized she
wasn’t scared of it anymore. She was looking forward to finding out even more
about this mysterious man and spending more time with him. She only hoped he
wouldn’t freak out if she admitted it out loud.

Thus she
simply answered: “Good.”

There was
an awkward silence, neither knowing what to say next. They knew they should
talk about last night, about how this would affect their relationship… but it
was so hard to bring up.

“So, I’ll
probably be gone for a few hours, but would you like to get some lunch later
today?” Winry finally asked.

“Al said he
wants to hang out with me today, but you can of course join us later on if you
don’t mind. We’re also gonna go to the game this evening.”

“Of course
I don’t, he seems great! By the way, he told me some awesome stories about you
yesterday.” Winry winked, letting Ed know exactly what kind of stories those
were.

“That
asshole! He’s gonna get his ass kicked today, you can trust me on that.”

“How do you
plan to do that with a broken leg?” She asked innocently.

“Oh, ha,
ha, are you taunting an injured man?”

“What if I
am?”

Winry
climbed on the bed and pushed him down to the laying position, sitting on his
lap dangerously close to the area Ed was trying to avoid her seeing (a result
of the dream he still hadn’t gotten in control).

“You are
playing dangerous games, woman,” Ed growled, pretending to be annoyed.

“You think
so?”

“Mhhhm”

“Well, I
admit I can play!” she exclaimed and “attacked” Ed with her fingers. However, he
wouldn’t have been Edward Elric if he hadn’t fought back as well as he could his
hands finding her sides. Both of them tried to tickle the other, squirmed and
laughed until finally got tired of the game. Winry rested her head against the
crook of Ed’s neck for a moment, taking in the earthy scent. For some reason it
felt very comforting, she admitted in her mind. Ed stroke her hair
absentmindedly, smiling softly at the girl despite still feeling slightly
uncomfortable. Just as Winry was rising for her spot, they heard the lock of
the door making a ‘click’ sound.

“Winry, are
you here?”

Gracia Goode
wasn’t prepared to see what she found on Winry’s bed. What she saw was Winry
kneeling on top of Ed, their hairs messy, clothes disheveled, cheeks blushed
and eyes guilty when they turned to look at her.

“This…
isn’t what it looks like!” Winry said immediately and stood up as fast as she
could.

“Oh? Then
what is it?” Gracia asked teasingly.

“Ed
accidentally left her card key with his teammate Havoc last night so he spent
the night here… you know, since you don’t sleep here,” Winry babbled faster
than necessary, the red spots on her cheeks brightening with every word she
uttered.

“And that’s
clearly the reason why it’s necessary you guys were in the same bed, doing
something that clearly looked like…”

“Um… we… we
were just having a tickling contest.” Winry mumbled.

“Besides,
you came here without a warning,” Ed added, still upset about the interruption.

“Ed! You
don’t have to be rude. Technically, this is her
room too,” Winry scolded angrily.

“It’s OK,”
Gracia shook her head, “Don’t worry Ed, I was just teasing you guys.” The
playful smirk returned to her face soon, however. “You should have seen
yourselves, though, you are just like I and Maes were a few years ago…”

The two
youngsters groaned and hid their faces into their hands in embarrassment.
Finally, Winry remembered to ask:

“Why did
you come here in the first place? Did you forget something here?”

“Oh no, I
just came to see you, thinking we’d go to the meeting together. Maybe get a
chance to catch up, and stuff. You did remember about the meeting, right?” She
eyed her messy look suspiciously.

“Of course
I did!” Winry said defensively. “I know Garfiel would kill me if I missed it.”

“He
wouldn’t do that to you, he’s completely smitten over you. I swear, when we are
alone, he always praises you to the moon and back.”

“Oh? I
didn’t know that. Uhm, guess I’ll brush my hair and… then we can go. Edward,”
Winry turned to him seriously. “I don’t mind you staying here after I go but if
I ever find out you’ve touched any of my stuff… you’ll regret it.”
“Wouldn’t dream of doing anything like that!” he grinned innocently and earned
a light punch on his shoulder. “What? I’m telling the truth!”

“OK, OK. I
trust you.” Winry sighed and straightened her hoodie. “I’ll text you when I’m
done with everything.”

“Great.
Later!” he waved his hand lazily, settling back into Winry’s bed once he heard the
door closing.

One part of
him wished, the other part didn’t, that the earlier dream would return…

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“Winry,
your doctor just dropped in and said he wanted to make the final check-up
before the big competition. How’s your foot feeling right now?” Garfiel asked
when the women showed up at the arena where the rest of their figure skating
team was already waiting.

“It’s much
better now, I don’t really feel anything weird in it anymore,” Winry reassured
him, making some moves with it to prove her point.

“That
sounds very promising! If the doctor gives you a green light, you might even
get to practice a bit before the short program.”

“Awesome! I
can’t wait to get back to the ice,” Winry said with excitement. She felt a tiny
twinge of guilt when she remembered that Ed wasn’t as lucky, but she had
learned to read him well enough to know he wouldn’t want her to worry about him
when she was about to compete in her biggest competition yet.

“Hey, how
did things go with your little boyfriend last night?” Paninya asked when
Garfiel left the room for a moment to get something.

“He’s still
not my boyfriend, Pan, but I’d say the things are… progressing.” Winry’s face went
adorably pink when she remembered the moments they shared in her room.

“What do
you mean? Please tell me you guys have smooched already.”

“N-no, we
haven’t! But I think there were a couple of moments when he was going to…”

“I think
Maes needs to have a little talk with him. The boy slept in your bed and he
still hasn’t kissed you?! Tsk tsk,” Gracia gave her input.

“Gracia! Like
I said, it wasn’t what it looked like! He just… comforted me because I was
upset about something and then we just sort of… fell asleep… in my bed… and we
were just goofing around before you arrived… Gosh, that sounds so bad!”

“Winry,
what have I missed?” Paninya asked immediately. “Why was he in your room?”

“Paninya,
please, keep quiet! He was in my room because he had left his card key with one
of his teammates and I wouldn’t just leave him there in the hallway.”

“But what
if he had taken advantage of you or something?”

“He has a
broken leg, do you think I wouldn’t be able to deal with him if it came down to
it?” Winry pretended to be offended that her friend had so little faith in her.
“Besides, he’s not like that… I trust him. He wouldn’t do anything like that. I
was telling the truth earlier, he hasn’t even kissed me even though I’ve been
giving him signs.”

“Is it just
me or did you just sound upset when you said that final part?” Paninya
continued her taunting. She hadn’t ever seen Winry this into someone and she
wouldn’t waste the opportunity to tease her. Winry had done the same to her
when she had had a huge crush on Rose but neither had dared to make the first
move.

“Uh… don’t
be ridiculous, Pan. I respect his choice and won’t rush him into anything.”

“You still
want to get into his pants. Oh man, I hope he’s gonna make his first move soon
because you look like you are going to explode from all the tension any minute
now.”

“Can we
please change the topic now?” Winry pleaded, raising her hand in the air in
defeat.

“Give her a
break, Pan,” Rose, the only person would get her quiet, finally said. “Hey, let’s
talk about the Olympics instead. I overheard Mei Chang talking with a reporter the
other day, she seemed really confident about winning a medal in the individual
competition.”

“Huh, that
little brat? Winry, you have to promise you’ll beat her, I can’t take another
fourth place like in the team event… She beat our Gracia by only 0,1 points!”

“Paninya,
you are over dramatic. I’ve talked to her a few times and she’s fine. Her team
was simply better this time. As for the next competition… I’ll do my best. But
so will you! I don’t understand why you all are raising me on the pedestal when
you guys are just as good and have been able to train unlike me!”

“Pffft, you
know you are better than us, there’s no need to pretend.”

“Nope.”
Winry refused to accept Paninya’s compliments. “Repeat after me: I will do my
best no matter what, and I will not compare myself to others.”

“Fine. I
will do my best no matter what, and I will not compare myself to others. But
you owe me now, you’ll have to tell me all the juicy details about Edward
afterwards.”

“Pan!!!”

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“Hey,
Mustang, have you seen Havoc?” Ed asked when he and Al showed up in team
Amestris’ locker room later that day.

“Think he’s
loitering in the coffee room, he was just complaining about a huge headache or
something.”

“Leave it
for him to get shitdrunk a night before the important match…” Ed sighed. “If
you guys are ever gonna throw me a party again, either don’t invite him, or at
least make sure it’s not right before you’re supposed to play team Xing.”

“Duly
noted. Although I seem to recall your preparation for some of your previous
games wasn’t always the epitome of professional either.”

“Hey! At
least they weren’t the Olympic games! I take this stuff seriously, Captain
Bastard.”

“Chill out,
Fullmetal. Why did you want to see Havoc anyway?”

“I left
something with him last night…” Ed didn’t want to reveal anything about the
night with Winry to him, but he should have known he wouldn’t get off with it
so easily. Especially not with Al around.

“Brother,
you’re hiding something. What did you leave with him?” the younger brother
asked curiously.

“Just my
card key!” The “just” in his sentence didn’t sound convincing at all.

“OK? But…
how did you get into your room then?” Al asked.

Ed cursed
himself for not making up a story about the hotel receptionist giving him a
spare one or anything like that. Now it was too late to do that. Al could see
right through him. Besides, Gracia knew, and if Gracia knew, it meant also…

“Yo,
Edward! I heard you had some lady company last night!”

Ed swore
that the stitches in his leg were ripped open in that moment simply from the
shock. Maes looked extremely happy, Roy looked like he was about to burst any
minute now, and Al was having that mischievous smile of his that never knew
anything good.

“Gracia
told you?” Ed mumbled through his hands, trying to cover his embarrassed face.

“You have a
good taste Ed, figure skaters are fantastic in…”

“STOP! I
don’t want to hear any more!” Ed yelled before Maes managed to finish his
sentence.

“Wait a
second…” Roy finally found his voice. “Did I understand correctly that you
spent a night with the lovely Ms. Rockbell?”

“So what if
I did? How many times do I need to tell you it’s none of your fucking business,
Mustang?”

“And how
many times do I need to tell you to watch your language, Edward?”

Al finally
saw his chance to participate in the discussion: “Brother, I didn’t think you’d
have it in you. Congratulations! One question, though: how the hell did you woo
her?”

“I didn’t
‘woo’ her, we didn’t do anything!”

“Just when
I thought you had gained some balls… Disappointing, Fullmetal.” Roy shook his
head.

“Ugh, can I
explain what happened? We were getting into our own rooms when I noticed I was
missing my key. I had forgotten it with Havoc who had used it earlier to get my
crutches. I knew there was no way I could have contacted him at that time, so
Winry suggested I sleep in the extra bed
in her room since Gracia doesn’t use it.”

“Bleh, I
don’t believe that’s all there is to it. You did get into her bed, didn’t you?”

“And why
the fuck does this interest all of you?”

Ed seemed
to be very close to throw his crutches to the closest person’s head so Roy
decided to calm the situation down.

“I’m gonna
be honest, for once, Ed. I really don’t
want to hear what happened between you and Winry. It’s just too much fun to see
you that flustered. But believe it or not, I am happy that you are making
progress with her because I’ve seen her make you smile during this short time
more than you have smiled in probably ten years. Tell her my regards to keep on
doing whatever she’s doing with you.”

“What’s
going on here? Why is everyone being so loud?” Havoc entered the room, still
holding a bag of ice on his head.

“Look, it’s
our hero, Jean Havoc, whom we can thank for Edward’s latest adventure.” Hughes laughed.

“Huh?” the blonde-haired
man asked in confusion, having not heard about what had happened to Ed yet.

“Edward
spent a night with a lady friend thanks to you having his key.”

Havoc burst
out laughing and only stopped to say:

“That
almost makes this headache worth it!”