Angel wrote girl love?? Kinda ^^;

[baroqueangel]

Title: Winry’s revelation
Words: 1,801
Characters: Winry, Nellie (she was in episode 17 for all of 5 seconds – original anime)
Rating: PG/PG-13
Summary: Winry realises something about herself that should make all the fangirls slightly less angry at her XD
A.N: I don’t even know. The idea popped into my head on my way to work while I was on the bus. I thought I’d gotten rid of it but last night it made me write this! I’m all for not having a block anymore but couldn’t it have been broken with some Roy fucking Ed???? Don’t hate me!

 

Winry could recall the exact day, the precise moment, when she realised she wasn’t quite the same as everyone else. Well, not quite the same as other girls anyway. It had nothing to do with her being a ‘gearhead’ as Ed liked to call her but it had everything to do with who she was.

She’d been playing with Nellie, one of her female friends, because Al and Ed weren’t her only friends no matter how many people thought they were and anyway, they had gone off with that teacher of theirs and left her alone, not that she was worried about them or anything, or at least not noticeably.

They’d been playing house because even though she was quite grown up for her age, she’d been through more than most even if she was only ten, she was still a child and children enjoy playing role-games. She was playing dad, the role suited her, she was bossy enough and knew how to work with machinery, it was almost written just for her.

They’d just put the ‘baby’, or more accurately, the doll to bed and were climbing onto Winry’s to pretend sleep when Winry turned to look at Nellie with a slightly confused look on her face.

“What’s the matter Winry?”

“Do you feel like we’re missing something out?”

“Winry, it’s a game, it doesn’t have to be perfect. I know that’s hard for you but its okay to miss some things.” Winry, ever the perfectionist, was not convinced however and she racked her brain trying to figure out just what it was that was missing from their little game. The thought came to her in a flash of clarity and she smiled broadly, looking directly into Nellie’s eyes which would have flustered most anyone else but Nellie was used to it.

“I’ve got it! I know what we’re missing.”

“What?”

“Sex!” Now it was Nellie’s turn to look confused. She knew what sex was, at least a little, Winry had done a talk on it a few years ago using her parents’ books when they had been playing school, but Nellie was sure it had involved a few bits that neither of them had.

“Winry, I don’t think either of us have what it takes for that.”

“Oh, we don’t need that. We’re pretending right? So all we have to do is pretend.”

“I’m not sure Winry.” Nellie sat looking at Winry, knowing quite well that she was going to lose because nobody ever won an argument against Winry Rockbell. It was just unheard of.

“Please Nellie, it has to be right and that is what parents do and you did say that you wanted to play at being real parents.” Nellie sighed in defeat, she could have tried to argue, might have even gotten Winry to forget about it for a while but ultimately, giving in now was quicker.

“Fine, what do we do?” Winry scrunched up her nose as she thought about it. She remembered reading lots of her parents’ medical books and she knew how you had sex and why. She also recalled a different type of book that her dad had hidden under his bed, in that had been different pictures of people, some in weird positions and some not, and it was one of those that she was trying to recall now.

“Right,” she said after a few moments “first we need to have no clothes on.”

“What?” Nellie clutched her cardigan tighter around herself as she pulled back from Winry.

“Well we need to be naked because they are in the book. For a mum and dad to have sex, they have to be naked; it’s like a law or something.” Nellie did not look convinced and she looked on in silent horror as Winry began pulling off her top. It didn’t take long for her trousers and underwear to follow and soon she was kneeling on the bed in all her naked glory looking expectantly at Nellie.

“Winry, I’m not so sure about this. I mean, it’s cold out today and…and…I think I’m coming down with a fever…yeah…a fever, that’s it.” Winry began crawling towards her smiling.

“Stop being silly Nellie, it’s not cold in here.” She reached out her hands to Nellie’s and began drawing them away from where they were clutched tightly to her chest. “Its part of the game, we have to do it. Please, for me.” She brought out the sad eyes, the watery eyes, the eyes she used to get her own way all the time. Nellie caved and began moving on her own, taking her own clothes off as Winry watched. It was a little weird and she felt very strange doing it.

“See, that wasn’t so hard now, was it?” Winry said to her as she knelt across from the blonde on the bed. She was right, now that they were both like this it wasn’t so bad, they were both girls after all, what was there to be weird about?

“So now what do we do?”

“Well, the books always showed the people lying down with the man on top of the woman so let’s try that.”

“Okay.” Nellie moved back so that she could lie with her head on the pillow and Winry moved to lie over her, their bodies touching. Nellie giggled at the contact, it was a little strange to feel Winry’s skin like this but she wasn’t so freaked out by it now.

“Um, maybe you should move your legs apart.” Nellie did as Winry suggested and realised that the other girl had been right to suggest it. Winry’s legs now fell comfortably between her own, their bodies joined from hip to breast.

“Now what?” Winry moved in response instead of speaking. She lifted her hips up and then pushed them back down. “Is that it?” Nellie asked and Winry nodded in response.

“This is what the books say to do.”

“Do they say anything else?”

“Not that I can remember.”

“Oh, okay then.” Winry moved again, her hips going up and down continually for a few minutes before stopping again. “Is that it?” Nellie asked again when she had stopped, “how long are we supposed to do it for?”

“No idea” Winry replied “But I think that’s enough. I once heard my mum say that a few minutes was all dad could manage sometimes or something like that.” She rolled off of Nellie and lay next to her.

“What do they do after the sex?”

“Cuddle I think.” So they did, Nellie curled up, still naked, in Winry’s arms and they fell asleep together. Winry remembered feeling something strange as she lay sleeping, something happy inside her and she thought that she wouldn’t mind feeling that again sometime.

~~****~~

Winry remembered the precise moment she had finally admitted to herself that she was different from other girls; she remembered how she had admitted it to herself and how she had continued to admit it to herself every time she and Nellie got together.

They had been 15 and Winry had been taking a break from her automail building. Nellie had popped round for a chat, after all they were still friends, and again, Ed and Al had left her behind.

They were reminiscing about their childhood when Winry brought up how they used to play house which made Nellie blush.

“You always liked to be so precise about it too.” Winry laughed at Nellie’s words, mostly because they were so true.

“I guess I’ve always been a perfectionist. Maybe it was because Granny had taught me about building automail, it needing to be precise for it to work right.”

“But even to include sex, Winry nobody but you could come up with something like that.”

“Come on, I was ten. I didn’t know any better back then.” The girls laughed together as they continued to talk but an uneasy tension was beginning to fall between them the more they mentioned the simulated sex they used to have every time they played house. The room went silent, the tension grew and finally Nellie cracked.

“I often wonder now if there was a reason behind you asking for it every time.” Winry looked at the mug in her hands intently, almost as if she was mapping every line with her eyes.

“Maybe there was.” She hadn’t even admitted that to herself before, at least, not out loud but as soon as she said it, she knew it was true. Why else didn’t she look at Ed the way her mum had looked at her dad, the way Miss Izumi looked at Sig? She had to admit that she just wasn’t interested in him that way and that she was interested in Nellie that way.

“I thought so.” Winry’s head popped up so fast she swore she actually heard something in her neck give.

“What are you saying Nellie?”

“Didn’t you ever wonder why I didn’t mind playing it with you? There were days you know when I suggested the game.” Winry had forgotten that but now that she thought about it she remembered once wanting to play tag with the other kids but Nellie suggesting that they go back to hers and play house, just the two of them.

“Of course, I didn’t understand back then why I was saying it, or what the feeling was that I got every time our skin touched and we fell asleep together. I just thought it was because we were such good friends. We were too young to understand I suppose. But I’m not too young now.” Winry was speechless. She hadn’t known, hadn’t seen any of this in all the times that they had talked. She thought she’d been the only one, the guilt she had felt at wanting to always be touching Nellie, the pain at knowing it would never happen.

“I…I always got a warm feeling when we were together Nellie. I read so many books to find out why and never got an answer. When I finally worked it out I was ashamed to talk to you about it.” Nellie breathed out in a rush and Winry realised she’d been holding her breath.

“Winry, I need to know.”

“Need to know what?”

“If it’s just a phase or if I really am different.” Winry looked at Nellie as it dawned on her what she meant and she smiled. She put her mug down on the table and stood slowly from the chair. Walking over to her long-time friend, she held out her hand and Nellie took it as she stood. Turning around, still clutching tightly to Nellie as if she would disappear if she let go, Winry walked towards the stairs and headed up, towards her room and her future.

Comments

Re: How can you resist these eyes? That's right, you can't.

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I was actually picturing that icon when I wrote that bit :D

Nellie was the only girl I could think of from Risembool, I actually had to go and watch the first bit of that ep just to find out her name ^^;

I want to hear the stories from when they played doctor ;D

Glad you liked it <3