EdWin One-shots

Our Favorite Jacket

Author's Note: Wow, I've finally got back to this lonely little collection. Today's story is just one that came to me from reading a fanfic from another fandom, but it just fit for these two. It should be safe for most readers, but it you hate pointless fluff, BEWARE. But really, I'm just kidding. I'm not gonna give a description to you for this one, so I'll just get to the story already. I hope you enjoy!

Edward's various outfits all had one thing in common. His red jacket, the one which was iconic to him and his brother even more than his....stature. It was a normal day in the Elric household but for one thing. His coat was missing from the rack near the door, a thought that unsettled the blond alchemist for some reason. He had planned to go visit Alphonse and his wife today, but he didn't want to go without the nostalgic red coat. It identified him and brought back memories, good and bad, of his adventures with his little bro chasing a stone that held a darker secrets than it first seemed.

He sighed, reminiscing of good times. "Sorry, Al. I'll come over some other time." He said the promise to himself as his brother wasn't there, but in a cozy apartment in Central, probably eating with his wife May Chang. He smiled, looking down the hall to the study he just left to get readt to leave. Now, where's that jacket?

Ed started down the hall, thinking the study was the best place to start looking. He didn't know where his wife was, assuming she was probably chatting up a storm on the phone or reading one of her automail books in thier room. He push open the door to the small study and library and took a cursory glance around the room. It was just as he left in a couple minutes before hand. The small pile of books on the desk had toppled to the floor, and the small candle was on its last seconds.

Edward sighed, leaning against the door frame. "Not in here." He stood back up straight. He was determined to find that jacket, even if he had to search every room from top to bottom. He started back towards his and Winry's room across the hall from the study. He cracked the door open to see if Win was still sleeping or not, grinning as he saw the room was empty.

Ed pushed open the door the whole way, this time doing a slow 180 to search the room. Again,he saw no trace of his jacket. In fact, the room was cleaner than when he woke up. Huh. Winry must've cleaned. He walked over to his side of the bed, plopping down on the semi-worn matress with a small yawn. "Damn..where is that thing?" He looked at the small picture of him and Winry at their wedding, his wife looking beautiful in a traditional white gown.

Edward smiled, standing up before he forgot what he was doing. It was now he began to wonder where his blonde mechanic was. She wasn't being as loud as usual or wondering the house cleaning, but she hadn't called for him. Normally, he would assume she was cooking or reading. He headed out the bedroom, comtiplating whether to go to the living room or kitchen next.

Ed chose the kitchen, knowing he could at least a grab a drink while he was at it. He let out a small yawn. The alchemist stood up, and headed to the small kitchen of the house, whistling a small tune while he walked down the hall. It was a different morning, not that Edward minded.

Ed smiled, pushing open the door into the kitchen. He looked around, seeing nothing out of place and no Winry. He sighed. "I guess that leaves only one place." He smiled, grabbing the small bottle of alcohol he had in the cabinet. He took a swig, humming as the alcohol hit him. Sure, it probably wasn't healthy to drink this early, but it felt good.

Edward leaned against the counter next to the sink with a grin on his face, now knowing exactly where his wife and jacket were. He didn't know why Winry was so silent though. It was unusal for her not to be shouting at him for drinking or always being cooped up in his study.

Ed shook his head, knowing she was at least in the house. He started towards the living room, taking in a breath before pushing open the door slowly. He didn't hear Winry's voice or see her near the phone. "Win? You in here?"