Dedication: For Kits, who is simply amazing, and pushes me to write things I never thought I would, and it turns out that this isn't a bad thing. Merry Christmas, love, and I hope you like this!
Disclaimer: Uh, yeah, NO.
There's a kind of emptiness that can fill you. There's a kind of hunger that can eat you up. There's a cold and darker side of the moonlight. And there's a lonely side of love.
Despite his name, Envy has never been jealous of anyone. He is cold, sadistic, and he likes it like that. Hatred, though, that is something he feels quite often. Humans are weak, pitiful creatures who can't defend themselves.
And yet…going through that blonde-haired Alchemist's things, and finding this picture of a girl with hair the color of sunlight and eyes the color of the sky, azure eyes sparkling and happy, he was hit with an odd emotion, one he hadn't felt. Ever.
(It is a mixture of jealousy, temptation, and anger, but he will never acknowledge this weakness out loud, because he is what he is, and some human girl will NOT break down his walls.)
(Perhaps she already has.)
Seeing the shock on that short boy's face was worth it, when he changed into that girl. And it was then he found out her name, because it fell from the boys lips, like water cascading from a waterfall. "Winry."
He sometimes becomes her, when he's bored. (And no, it's not because he wants to see her again, because she is human, weak, pathetic, ungrateful, wretched
beautiful.)
It's only when there's nothing to do, when he actually has a moment's peace, that he transforms into her, in front of the mirror. Looks into those too-familiar aquamarine irises, runs smooth, soft fingers through silky golden hair, look at that curvy body that is not his. (Not that he wishes it was. At all.)
Runs his fingers across the reflective mirror and hates himself, because this, this wanting, this needing, him and this girl, the dreams of soft grass and her, and them, together…
It is nothing but smoke and mirrors.
A/N-- I know, it's horribly short. I fail. Kits, if you're re-reading this, I added in a few things. Reviews are, as always, appreciated. And sure, it's a little late for Christmas, but this IS the time for giving, right?