Of Lust and Wrenches

Ember Sunblaze: Okay time for my first Fullmetal Alchemist fic! Yay! Hopefully ya'll will like it. Just to make it clear, the setting of the story is around episode 19, the day after the Lust dies at Laboratory #3.

Summary: When Father decides to bring Lust back to life, he sends Gluttony's to search for a suitable host her spirit. He comes upon a certain automail mechanic. Hell breaks lose when the Elric brothers and Mustang's crew must work together to find a way to break Winry from Lust's tight hold...

Chapter 1: The New Body

"Please Father! Please! My Lust! My beautiful Lust!"

Father rolled his eyes at the pathetic display in front of him. Gluttony lay sprawled across the floor in front of him, clutching his stomach as if in pain. Fat tears rolled down his face, as he wailed out his sorrow. It was...in no better terms...pathetic.

Father tapped his fingers on his armrest in thought, trying to drown out Gluttony's annoying sobbing. Last night's events had definitely been a set back, no thanks to Lust. Not only had Lust almost killed one of his sacrifices and failed to kill the Hawkeye lieutenant, but, to top it all off, she winded up having her entire life blasted away by the Flame Alchemist. Father narrowed his eyes in anger at the thought of his deceased Homcululis. Yes, after all her mistakes she deserved to die.

Gluttony's sobbing worsen as if he could hear Father's thoughts. Father sighed wearily. This wouldn't do at all. Lust may of not been the best fighter, but she did manage to keep Gluttony under control. She alone was always able to make sure Gluttony didn't eat every person they encountered. Plus it would do them good to have all the homunculus present for the Promise Day. A family united was a strong one.

Making up his mind, Father looked down at the sobbing wreck who had now crawled his way to Father's feet, tugging on his robes and whimpering. Father frowned. He expected his homculuis to act better than this. He, himself, had made them to be above humans and yet here was Gluttony showing very real emotions of sadness. It sickened him.

"Tell me Gluttony, what purpose does all this crying accomplish?: Gluttony looked up at Father with confused eyes, sniffling as snot trailing down his nose. "Do you think it will bring her back? Do you really think your sorrow will really make a difference?" Gluttony continued to stare, blinking dumbly at Father. "Do you think, by succumbing to human emotions, Lust will miraculously be returned to you?"

At the sound of Lust's name, Gluttony's eyes filled up once more with tears and he started to tug franticly at Father's robes. "Please Father! Use the stone! Bring my Lust back to me!"

Gluttony whimpered and flinched as Father raise his hand up, as if to strike him down. The fat homunculus blinked in surprise as Father hand rested upon his head and stroked it as if comforting an small pet.

"My child what am I going to do with you?" When Gluttony just stared up at him in confusion, Father continued. "I shall bring Lust back to you."

Gluttony's confusion vanished to be replaced with uncontrolled joy. "Lust? My beautiful Lust? She'll be with Gluttony again!" Gluttony wrapped his arms around himself, hugging his large body with glee.

"However..."

Gluttony's joy vanished. He sucked on his finger worriedly.

"However, she will not be the same Lust you will remember." Father looked down at Gluttony with cold eyes. "I can not use a full philosopher's stone to make new body for Lust. To make a new stone would need a lot of blood shed and I can not risk exposing our plan by causing more killings than we need to. I can bring her soul back but only if I can find a suitable host body for her." Father tapped his fingers together thoughtfully. "Do you think you could find a body that could withstand the stone's power?"

Gluttony's slow mind seemed to be working overtime. Sucking on his finger, thoughts seemed to be swirling around his head. A body for Lust? A whole new Lust? What about his Lust? I'm hungry...

" I assure you, that Lust will be returned. This new body is nothing but a transport device. Nothing will change. She will still be your Lust."

Gluttony popped his finger out and for the first time since he heard about the death of Lust, he let a toothy smile spread across his face.

"Gluttony will find a body!"

Father smiled coldly. "Good boy. Now just don't eat too many in the process."

"I'm really sorry Winry!"

"Come on Al! Its really no big deal!" Winry stated, waving a dismissive hand at the saddened suit of armor.

She had just finished getting dressed and about to explore Central to try to find a shop where she could get scrap metal to fix Alphonse's banged up armor. So far she needed to make a new socket for his arm joint (since the damn thing just wont stay on!) and try find a piece of metal she could wield into a jaw like shape for his broken jaw piece.

Winry at the moment stood on top of Alphonse's leg so that she could reach up to his face. In her hand were measuring tapes, in which she was using to measure out Alphonse's jaw structure.

"But Winry, your going through so much trouble." Alphonse continued complain. Winry smiled at the still young boy.

"Al it's fine!" Winry hopped down on to the floor, quickly writing down the measurements on a piece of notebook paper. "Besides I'm doing this not just for you, but for me also." She gave a lopsided smirk. " When Ed sees you like that he's going to have my head too you know. So it's best that I fix you up, before he even gets here!"

Alphonse chuckled, imagining how angry his brother would be. "Heheh I guess your right. But I can't help but feel guilty. I mean your always complaining to Ed every time he shows up with broken automail. I would hate to think I'm a bother to you too."

Winry stopped writing her measurements and walked to Al. Standing on her tip toes, Winry gently put her hands on both sides of Al's helmet and give him a small hug. " Oh Al..." Winry felt her voice tighten up as tears filled her eyes. "No matter what I say, I want you and your brother to always remember that I will always be there to help you out. Don't ever think otherwise."

If Alphonse had a heart he knew it would be breaking right now. Her words seemed to remind him just how many people truly cared about him and wanted to help him. Despite him lacking a body, there were people out there who still treated him like a person. Even though he couldn't feel her hug, just the fact she was attempting to feel close to him, made him want to roll into a ball and cry with joy. But instead he felt it proper just to put his arms around her and hug her back.

Winry pulled away and quickly wiped her eyes, a smile brightening her face. "Besides I would rather fix you than your brother any day! At least you show gratitude!"

"Oh Winry. He may not show it, but he really does appreciate everything you do for us!"

Winry shrugged her shoulders, smile faltering for a minute. "Well it would help if showed it every once in a while." Winry muttered, Alphonse barely catching it. Before he could say something to defend his brother, Winry quickly grabbed her coat and ran out the door, pausing only for a second to bid Al a farewell.

"Bye Al. I see you in a little bit! Stay out of trouble!"

Alphonses waved a goodbye, even though Winry was already out the door. He lowered his hand and stared out the window at the young blonde walking confidently into the crowd. The smile that had lid her face earlier was replaced by a contemplating frown as if she had something...or someone on her mind.

Al sighed.

"Oh brother, when will you notice how much she cares about you?"

"So many people...So much food...so hungry!"

Gluttony groaned as his stomach gave another rumble. From the alleyway from which he sat, Gluttony's eyes scoured all the pedestrians walking among the streets. Today was Saturday and the only day in Central when farmers from the neighboring farming villages brought in their crops for selling. Thus the normally solemn streets were now bustling with families buying fresh produce. A festival aura filled the air as people shopped. So many people...so many people to chop on...

"Oww!" Tears filled Gluttony's eyes has his stomach gave a short pain. Oh why did being hungry have to hurt so much? The worse part was, he was always hungry!

"Lust never let Gluttony go hungry. Lust always had food for Gluttony. Gluttony miss Lust." Gluttony muttered to him. Thinking about Lust and Father's promise to bring her back, Gluttony ignored his stomach and pulled his hood from his brown cloak over his head.

"Gluttony eat later. Need to find body for Lust." Gluttony walked out into the sunlight. determined eyes scanning the crowd. After a minute of looking at the crowd, Gluttony popped a finger into his mouth, sucking on it thoughtfully.

"So many people...who can I choose?"

"Now let's see...Harvard's Parts seems to have pretty good reviews." Winry glanced at the map of the city she had gotten from the hotel. " But that's all the way on the other side of town."

She looked through her list of junk yards and automail shops. She had previously just went to one automail shop she had seen when she had first arrived in the city. But after arriving their, she had quickly discovered how low rate the shop was when the douchey shop owner tried to sell her third rate metal that was obviously over priced.

A wrench to the head and a threat of calling the authorities on them for selling bad automail to their patients quickly set the owner straight and had him begging for her forgiveness. Winry had demanded for a full list of all the good quality automail shops in Central.

So now Winry was looking through the list, chewing slightly on her pen cap. She had already crossed out ones that were way out of her way and ones that were located in areas that seemed rather dodgy. That left only a few on the list that were in walking distance.

Winry's eye's brightened when she located on that was near the Mae's Hughes apartment. "Oh I could visit Gracia and Elicia when I'm done! I bet they would love some company." Winry smiled sadly. She couldn't imagine what they were going through. Well she actually could, she herself had lost her father years ago. But losing the man you loved...Winry closed her eyes tightly as an image of Edward flitted through her mind. No that wasn't the same. It's not like Edward felt the same way about me.

Sighing, Winry let her gaze travel away from her map and to the crowd of people shopping around the market place. With all the fruit and vegetable stands it almost reminded her of Resembool.

" You know I could probably get a little grocery shopping down while I'm here. " She fiddled with her pen, a small smirk lurking on her face. "I might even pick up some more apples. I could always make another apple pie. Maybe I could have one ready for when Edward returns." The smirk quickly disappeared. "Or not! it's not like he'll appreciate it anyway. He'll probably just wolf it down like a giant pig! Grrr why do I even bother!"

Giving a big huff! Winry folded up her map and started making her way through the fruit stands. Despite her earlier frustration, Winry found herself stopping at a stand that held a beautiful assortment of green and red apples. The seller smiled down at Winry.

"Why hello there beautiful young lady! Please pick whatever apples catch your eyes! Each one is completely fresh, just got off the tree this morning!" Winry smiled politely at him.

"Thank you very much sir! They look delicious." Winry began to pick out the apples that looked plump and juicy until her basket was completely full.

Suddenly a commotion could be heard from a stand a couple of yards away from them. A seller, who was selling a fresh fish, was waving a broom at cloaked figure huddled at the foot of the stand. A crowd was quickly gathering around making it hard for Winry to see what was going on. She quickly paid the seller and made her way toward the scene.

"GET OUT OF HERE YOU FREAK!" The seller yelled, hitting the kneeling man with his broom.

The cloaked figured gave an almost feral growl, clutching one of the seller's fish in his grubby hands. In front of everyone, the man took a bite of the fish's head, chomping it down like a starving beast. The crowd gasped and one woman screamed in fright.

"HE'S A MONSTER!"

"How uncivilized!"

"He ate that raw!"

"Look at that nose!"

"WHAT A FREAK!"

"Your going pay for that!" The fish seller threatened moving closer to the hutched figure, broom raised for striking.

The man, who had been busy licking his hands for scraps of lingering meat, eyed the seller dangerously. Unbeknownst to the fish seller, the cloaked figure was smiling evilly under his hood, waiting for his next meal to make it's move...

"Leave him alone!"

Both cloaked figure and fish seller were shocked to see a young girl jump between them. Determined blue eyes stared angrily at the fish seller who still had his broom raised in a striking position. He quickly put it down.

"How dare you make fun of a man who is obviously starving?" Winry demanding, poking a finger into the seller's chest.

"But miss! He..."

"And how dare you call him a freak for eating a fish raw! I know a guy who one time ate his own boot! Does that make him a freak?"

"Well I don't know..."

"And other thing! He shouldn't be made fun of because of his nose. That's a physically trait that he can't help! Like this one guy I know that's so short he could be mistaken for a midget but doesn't mean people should point that out!"

The apple seller who was listening to the conversation, leaned to the guy selling pears next to door to him. "I would hate to be that guy she knows... eating a boot and being a midget...poor guy."

"Look lady! The point is, this man didn't pay for the fish and needs to be punished for that!" The fish seller exclaimed.

Winry glared at the man and then stuck her hand into her purse, pulling out several coins. "There. That should be enough."

The fish seller took that cash and quickly grabbed his fish cart and started pushing it away, all the while muttering words that sounded along the lines of "crazy blonde."

With that being done, Winry turned her attention to the still gathered crowd. "Well the shows over. Beat it." When the crowd still gawked at her, Winry pulled out her many assortment of torture like tools, an evil glint in her eyes. "I SAID BEAT IT!'

Fearing for their lives, the crowd quickly dispersed. Putting her tools away, Winry gave an embarrassed smile down at the cloaked figure.

"Heheh sorry about that." She kneeled down next to him, looking at him with kind eyes. "I'm Winry. What's your name?"

The man continued to stare at her from under his hood, beady eyes blinking confusedly. Winry looked at him worriedly. "Hey are you okay?"

The man's face twisted in pain and his hand clutched his stomach from under his cloak. "Hungry..." He muttered.

Winry's eye's widened and she gasped. "Oh my gosh. You must be starving. Poor thing...uh...Here!" Winry grabbed her basket of apples and held it out to him.

The man look at the basket. Not sure what to do.

Winry gave a bright smile. "Its' fine! You can have them! I don't mind at all." When the man still did nothing, Winry reached over and grabbed the man's rather large hands. Pulling them up in front of him, she gently deposited the basket of apples into his hands. She clasped her hands with his.

"There you go! Its not much, but I'm afraid it's all I have." Winry sat back and watched as the man sniffed the apples and slowly took a bite out of one. A smile lit his face and he quickly grabbed another, chomping on it like his life depended on it.

Winry's blue eyes softened as she watched him eat. " You know, your\'re probably wondering why I would help someone like you. You see I work with automail, so I work with lots of people who have lost arms and legs and other limbs...people who society would usually label freaks. But their not freaks. There just normal people like you and me who have faced rough times. Just because their broken on the outside doesn't mean their not perfect on the inside."

The man ceased his eating as Winry stood up. Smiling warmly down at him, Winry bid him a farewell. "Well I need to be off. Sorry for not having more food." She gave a friendly wave good-bye. " I really hope things turn out better for you."

As Winry's retreating figure disappeared into the hustle and bustle of the market place, Gluttony's beady eye's turned to the basket of apples in his hand and then back to where Winry had gone.

"She gave Gluttony food."

Gluttony remembered the feel of the Winry holding his hands out. The warm feeling of being touched by a another person. A feeling that only Lust had given him...

"My Lust...need new body..."

"I'm Winry! What's your name?" Winry asked, smiling warmly down at him.

A sinister smile spread across Gluttony's face and he clutched the basket of apples even closer to him.

"Winry..."

Oh boy...Looks like Gluttony has found a new body for Lust...I wonder how Edward is going to feel about this...Muhwahahah! XD

Sorry I had to end the chapter at this point, but I really wanted to get this story up and running. Comments and Reviews would be very helpful since this is my very first Fullmetal Alchemist story. I really want to make sure the characters are all written well.

I'll try to update as much as possible.

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