A/N: I know, long title XD. Dialogue is not exact at all. I actually haven't watched all the eps yet. (I know, I suck)
From Hate to Love and Back to Hate
Blond. The color I hate. Blond, gold, yellow…you name it. It's everywhere, yet only one person has that one shade that brings up so many conflicting feelings.
At the very first, I hated the shorty for being his father's son. It makes sense, since I hate myself for being his son as well. Every breath I take, every war I make has been regretted because I did it as the son of Phillip von Hohenheim.
Regret. Hate. Nothing new.
Then, something happened. Shapeshifted into a gargoyle at the top of a building, I heard him talking to his brother.
"Really, Nii-san, you don't have a reason to –"
"Al, if he hadn't left us, Mum would've told us she was sick, and we could've gotten her to the hospital! Don't even waste your breath trying to get me not to hate him."
"But he is our father…"
Suddenly, I felt lightheaded. He hated Hohenheim too. Abandoning my perch and shape, I ran to the other side of the building and jumped off.
Midway to the ground, I transformed into a bird and flew free. I wasn't alone.
I wasn't alone.
I wasn't alone. Hohenheim hadn't abandoned me alone. He'd left them too.
Perhaps that's when my obsession took a different turn. I don't know. But that's when I started following him.
One time, Wrath came into my room. "Envy, what is that?" He pointed to my scrapbook.
"Nothing. Go away, squirt."
In truth, strands of hair, practice arrays, a piece of red cloth…anything and everything to do with him.
"Hey, pipsqueak."
"Don't call me that!"
My dark chuckle was instead of saying what I really thought…you're hot when you get mad…
"What do you want this time?"
"This time? The same thing. You."
To my disappointment, he didn't get it. He didn't understand that my relentless pursuit of him had changed in motive, in purpose.
Thickhead.
Every hint I dropped, every time I tried to get him alone to have my way, every suggestive glance went unnoticed.
That's when my purpose changed again.
And, the last time, I killed him. Watched his eyes cloud over, but before he slipped away, I whispered, "That's what happens when you ignore me."
So much for true love overcoming all.
A/N: I always thought Envy seemed a bit…suggestive…towards Ed. Hope you liked! Next will be a fluffy one to prepare you for the emoness coming your way.
The last line I am EXTREMELY proud of. Because, no matter what, there's no way Ed and Envy will have a happy ending – there's too much history. Well…that's what fanfiction's for, right?