Duty
FMA
Envy/Greed
PG-13
On first impressions and how meeting new people was always a new challenge,
especially when you had to kill them later. Envy-centric, slightly funny,
slightly sick, working with Greed is so much fun. Pre-anime by 200 years,
different Lust and Sloth, same Envy, Gluttony, and Greed.
407 words
For kotori chan.
Envy was going to have to kill the new sin. He wasn't sure how yet, he hadn't met the guy yet or learned his weaknesses, but he was going to have to.
Lust wanted him (but then Lust wanted everyone, the normal question mark over
Gluttony). Their Master was proud of him. Gluttony was nervous around him.
There was no other reasonable choice. He was going to have to.
Then Envy met Greed and found that he was handsome.
Not stylish or mysterious or drop-fucking-dead fabulously gorgeous like Envy was, but…handsome. In a rough animalistic way, tall, rangy and broad in the shoulders. Disdainfully sexy, coarse but somewhat…intelligent. Cunning, in an undercooked kind of way. Friendly. Straightforward. Nearly indestructible.
Envy wore a hole in the floor, thinking how to kill him. Once he found the 'how to' he could work on the 'how to and not get caught or blamed' part', but the first part was giving him hell.
Lust had never been this hard to get rid of—Lust was always reliably dumb and sexually hungry. Not so much that it was annoying, but enough to be useful.
"Well," Greed purred, looking mildly impressed the first time they met. "Who are you?"
He looked Envy up and down slowly, lingering on the space between Envy's knees and below his chest. Envy's skin crawled. Not even Lust looked at him like that; well, not anymore. Not since he'd burned off his face, anyway.
Envy held out his hand and gave his best--the best—school boy smile that existed. He'd staged the meeting carefully; there was little chance of being overheard or interrupted. "Envy. I heard a lot about you."
Greed's hand felt like granite, felt like a lion's paw.
"They told me about you," Greed said conversationally when they let go, walking casually side by side with ease. His voice felt like cooked rum. "Said you were a sick son of a bitch that threw tantrums like a little boy. That our Maker should've destroyed you years ago."
"Did they now?" Envy encouraged eagerly, smiling, making a mental note to do something horrible to Lust and Sloth later. He was secretly thrilled: people gossiped about him. "What else did they say?"
"Oh, plenty of things, plenty," Greed grinned back. "Mostly to stay away from you. Want to go to a bar?"
Envy laughed and took Greed's arm.
Killing Greed might not be so difficult after all.