Note: Wow! 57 reviews... I never dreamed I'd get that many. Well, all you reviews should thank yourselves because I would have probably lost interested and stopped writting if it wasn't for all of you. Thanks.

Also, I rewrote the previous chapters a bit. There's less of a 'monthly' theme then there was before but this leave it a little more open and thus, easier to update. I'd alsolike to point out that the story is no longer called Winter. It was very breifly called 'Seasons'but thenI got rid of the 'Monthly' theme and didn't think it fit anymore. So, instead I'm using the idea of one of my reviewers and calling the story 'Pass it on.' It's simple and has the 'bad pun' feeling most of my titles have which makes it perfect. Thanks for all the suggestions. :)

One last thing... does anyone want to be my beta? My former one was great but she has a ton of stories or her own to write plus she proof reads for like... 100 other people soIalways feel bad asking her. anyways, onto the story...

Like most winter nights, it was frigid outside. The blast of cold air from the recently open window easily woke the colonel from a deep slumber, leaving him alert to the fact that he was no longer alone.

Steadying himself, he faked a snore and flopped onto his side, careful to keep he breath shallow as he forged slumber and discreetly slide his hand towards a tiny array caved in the wooden headboard.

He was startled when a cold hand settled on his own as and a warm, familiar voice chuckled near his ear.

"Relax, Colonel. If I wanted to kill you, you'd already be dead."

Releasing a wary sigh, he allowed himself to relaxe and roll back over to glance up at a smug, moonlit face that could hardly be seen in the darkness of night.

"Be thankful..." he yawned lazily, "That I'm used to people trying to sneak into my bed, or you would have been fried the moment I heard the window opened, Fullmetal."

Edward snorted and crawled rudely over his superior, attempting to get a better look at the small array. "You were snoring so loud I probably could have blasted off the whole side of the house and I doubt you would've notice! Plus, you don't even have your gloves on, and I seriously doubt whatever you got caved up here could have stopped me... move out of the way soI can see it." He scratch at the design with a metal digit, internally analyzing the symbols and lines.

"What the hell is this for?" the young alchemist scowled. "Not a very practical way to catch a thief. I mean, not only would it be hard to reach to activate it but it's also... so... it's... You're a fucking pervert, Mustang. I swear, only you would have something like that caved into your bed..." he said, scooting over to the far side of the mattress and frown as Mustang followed his movements with lidded eyes and a sly smirk.

"Actually..." he informed with a smile, "I stole the idea from a lady-friend of mine, so I am most certainly not the only one with this array..."

"Just shut up! I didn't come here to hear about your filthy fetishes or slutty girlfriends!"

"Are you jealous? Wasn't I paying enough attention to you? Do you feel..."

"NO! NO FUCKING WAY! JUST SHUT UP ALREADY YOU DAMN EGO MANIAC! FUCKING BASTARD!"

Roy silently laughed at Fullmetal's rant and used his anger as a distraction. Soon, Edward was firmly pinned down and choking on his own curses before he even had a chance to twist words around and make Roy's previous mocking into an insult about his height.

Deciding to take advantage of his position before the yelling could begin again, he pinned both flesh and metal hands down firmly and silenced any protests with his mouth.

It was a sloppy slow kiss that was often a result of surprise or inexperience (or in this case both) but it was enough to keep the younger man quite as lips left his mouth and travel down his jaw and pausing at the curve of his ear.

He blew a few stay gold hairs away from the earlobe and bit down firmly then teased away the pain with a wave of his tongue before speaking.

"You're hot." he panted slightly -mainly for the effect- and kiss the Ed's ear once more and enjoyed the quit gasp from under him.

"I know I'm a good kisser, butI doubt even one of my kisses would make anyone feel that warm so soon... even if you are a teenager..." he pause momentarily to enjoy the angry growl, "Which means you must have a fever and came to spread the joy, am I right?"

"You tried to give me mono! Of course I'm here to get you sick, dumbass!" Edward so kindly reminded Roy by bucking him roughly onto the floor.

"But you didn't get mono. No harm, no foul."

"But you fucking tried, you shit-face, colonel bastard!"

"ButI didn't get you sick." he said, standing back up and leaning over the bed with a wicked grin. "You didn't get sick. Which means you just wanted an excuse to see me! My gosh, I think you have a bit of a crush..."

"Oh hell no!"

"How about that, Edward Elric, having a crush on me..." he mocked.

"Fuck off!" Was the reply he got as the now beat-red blond made his way out the window.

Roy watch as the younger man climbed down the large oak tree, only asking him anything once he was close enough to the ground that a slip and fall wouldn't be too dangerous.

"What'd you have Fullmetal?"

Edward stopped one branch from the ground and cheered-up as soon as he remembered the whole purpose to this trip.

"A few days ago Mrs. Hughes needed a babysitter... She said you couldn't help because you've never had the chicken pox before."

"So you offered. You know, you really are a pain in my ass"

Edward grinned wickedly and jumped down, only to land on his ass due to a dizzy-spell mostly likely cause from over exertion while ill.

Embarrassed, he quickly jumped back to his feet and turned around to yell at the colonel before he could be made fun of or babiedbut was disappointed to see that the man wasn't even concern enough to even stay at the window and make sure he was all right.

With a heavy sigh, he turned to walk away only to be knocked back over as a heavy gray cloth hit him from above. Once again he stumbled to his feet, completely ready to yell his lungs out only to see an empty window.

Growling, he grabbed the gray object -more than ready to shred it- when he finally noticed what it was.

Glancing back at the window once more to make sure no one was there, he swallowed his pride and wrapped the large gray trench coat around his shoulders and began to walk back toward the dorms, hoping that Al wouldn't have noticed his absence.