(A/N) Oh my... yeah I've been out for awhile, sadly there was something uber personal that happened in my life. It's getting better, but what can I say, it was heartbreaking. Anywho, I hate depressing Author's notes so here is a lovely random montage... ahem:

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... GeorgeWashington'sCadillac!

So yeah, I hope you all enjoy the next chapter for it's, sorry, going to be the last one for awhile. But NO, I am not giving up on this story it's just that I have to go away for awhile.. Meaning not in my home–to Newfoundland! Tehe! I can't wait to see my family–and my best friend Lisa!

Disclaimer:

Timmy: Cherry' is not here at the moment so I shall say the disclaimer. Ahem:

Cherry: (hits Timmy) KAPOW! Sorry folks, I just came back from my karate hottie class, ahem: I don't own FMA. ...Maybe I should call an abulance...? Nah!

"You're what?!"

"I'm going on a date Mom, this Friday." said Winry to her mother on the telephone.

Edward had called Winry quicker then she assumed any boy would call. They talked for about a minimum of two hours and eventually settled on a date. Sarah Rockbell, Winry's mother, was the most surprise to hear the news. It was unusual for Winry to have a social life, let alone have a boy interested in her. However, amidst the unbelieving bewilderment that Sarah Rockbell felt, she was overjoyed to see her daughter be able to experience the wonders of dating, relationships, and maybe someday love.

"So, where's he taking you?" inquired her mother, feeling more curious than she sounded.

"He's taking me to a movie, then diner–you know the usual." answered Winry, knowing her mother was absolutely ecstatic.

Sarah smiled on the other end of the phone. Her baby was going on her very first date. It was, in some ways, sad that she was in fact halfway through college before said date–but Sarah was just glad that she was going on one. "I hope you two have a great time."

Winry smiled also, her mother's tone was severely gentle and sweet, she was glad that Sarah was around to talk to about Edward. "We will, as long as I don't scare him off."

"Sweetie," commenced Sarah. "He should be hoping that he doesn't scare you off."

Winry began to laugh in unison with her mother.

...#...

"What to wear?" Winry spoke to herself within her closet, she sighed. "What do you wear on a date!?"

A voice within her head gravitated her towards a skirt. Yes, a skirt. Winry Rockbell barely wore skirts now that she was in college, and especially this skirt. She wanted to shake her head, protest the idea of wearing a skirt on her first date, but it just looked so pretty on it's neat little hanger. The red plaid fold-over skirt was so charming and so modest and so perfect for her date. But the skirt was kind of girly, unusual, easily accessible! The pros and cons weighed themself fiercely. What was she to do? It was such a difficult decision.

"I'm wearing the skirt," muttered Winry, to herself.

The radio played in the background, lovely sweet tunes...about love and such. Winry rolled her eyes while pulling on some pantyhose. She considered, from there on then, pantyhose to be a deathtrap. Not only was it difficult to shimmy the darn things over her thighs of thunder, but she tried so hard not to rip them. Winry decided that whoever invented pantyhose–better be dead! Within a few minutes of desperation and hard work, Winry had, in fact, put on the pantyhose successfully. She then moved onto the other articles of clothing. Starting with the skirt, she pulled it up over her legs and zipped it. Checking in the mirror, she agreed, she looked hot. Now the lovely cream turtle neck sweater. With that pulled over her head, Winry flipped her golden hair.

The mirror was right, she did look absolutely amazing. Winry gave herself a smile and then headed to the bathroom to put on some makeup.

Ed mounted the first few steps to Winry's apartment building and entered through the door. The dress shirt he wore was old, but sadly unused, the pants he sported were simple denim as his shoes shined from having shined them. He teased his collar, feeling warm as he approached the intercom. He remembered the number to her room and buzzed up. She didn't answer–but the door did open. She must have been in the middle of something...

As the elevator hummed, Ed began to become anxious. He was about to go on a date, something he hadn't done in awhile. The girl he was going on a date with was a good catch, he hoped that he wouldn't let her get away. It stopped. The elevator gently opened it's doors and let him escape, but the nervousness only mounted. Each step he took down the hallway was another lump in his throat that he swallowed. He knew how to go on a date, he'd been on them before, but this was different.

She was different.

He'd only known her from their first meeting to their two hour conversation on the telephone–but she was amazing. Never had he met a woman with such confidence and pride in what she did–doing what very few women did, what was considered a 'man's job'. He admired that, he respected that, it was a quality he enjoyed in a woman. Strength, courage, passion–that's all he needed from her, she was one of a kind and he hoped that they'd hit it off really well.

He knocked on the door once, having faith in her being there, but it took awhile before he heard the rushing feet behind their separation. Loud, running, hard footsteps gathered at the door before she whipped it open. Standing tall and lean, clad in a cute skirt and turtleneck, Winry was pinning her hair up casually. Her sparkling eyes spoke for the brief seconds neither of them did. She smiled at Ed and he smiled back. Both liking the lovely first glimpse.

"Hey Ed," her voice was a little shaky, due to the nerves Ed guessed.

"Hello Winry," he said, not as shaky, but nervous nonetheless.

Silence.

"Let me go get my purse so we can be off." Winry's hands fell from her head, finished and satisfied in what she pinned, as she turned away from Ed and searched for her purse. Ed waited for her. Her form appeared in the doorway again, clutching a small shoulder-strapped bag. She pulled the door, clicking it shut and ultimately locking it. She sheepishly gazed up and then back down, feeling the butterflies swarm.

Ed liked that she was so shy, he thought it was cute the way she bashfully looked away after curiously eying him. "So you ready to see the movie?"

Winry looked up. "Uh, yeah," she smiled. "What kind movie is it?"

He smirked, admiring the way she spoke. "Scary, I hope you don't mind."

"I LOVE scary movies," she almost jumped on Ed in excitement, it'd been awhile since she'd seen a scary movie.

Ed laughed. "Well, um, okay... then you'll love the movie."

"Let's go then," she began to tug on his hand, whisking him away from her apartment and towards the stairs, neglecting the elevator.

He blushed, having had her take his hand. They stopped, he stopped. Not disliking her enthusiasm, but decided to give some of his own. Winry gazed at him as her head cocked lightly to the side, she didn't understand why he had stopped or why he looked at her the way he did. She hoped, above anything, that she did not just kill the date dead–without it even being five minutes into it. Ed smiled though, a strange smile as his cheeks grew redder.

He brought out his arm, handing it to Winry. "Can I take your arm?" he inquired, a little nervous, but much more gentlemanly-like.

Winry smirked flirtatiously as she knitted her arm to his. She smiled and began walking with him. "Okay, but I want it back after our date." she joked.

Ed escorted Winry down the long stairs, alike a walk in the park, Winry considered this to be the first part of their date–and the best part. As dates go on, very rarely can they be different from what is expected, however Winry's first date with Edward was already becoming unique. Such excitement and wonder filled both of their minds, they knew that this was the start of something great...something magical.

(A/N) Okay, not much EdWin actionness BUT when I get back, I pinkie promise that there will be, not only a twist in the plot, but also lots of fluff n' stuff. Please review and check out my other Full Metal Alchemist fanfictions. There's lots of EdWin stories, and I even have a funny one about Envy. I will soon be writing an Elfen Lied fanfic, so if you like Nyu/Lucy and the rest of the gang, please check back and see about that.

I have to go pack, come along Timmy.

Tootles

Love

Cherryblossomedheart.