"You're a very sexy girl, who's very hard to please."
That smirk. She just wanted to rip him apart for that smirk. It had done no good, obviously, but still. He was so fucking arrogant. Damn immortal bastard. Her footsteps got louder as she started stomping down every step she took.
"Now, now. That's not very appropriate for a woman of your beauty." There was the annoying voice again.
"What's it to you?" She snarled, turning on him with her hair nearly whipping his face.
"Not a thing. Actually, it's better." His annoying smirk appeared again. "That way other men won't run after you." He took a step closer to her, now just inches away from her. "I can't have other men crawling over my possessions now can I?"
His voice tickled her ear. He was too close. MUCH too close.
"Whatever men or possessions you are referring to, I am positive it has nothing to do with me." She snapped, taking a step back and glowering at him in annoyance. "And if you continue to waste my time with things like this I assure you, you will have two less possessions."
He took a step forward, not seeming to mind her implying threat. "Forgetting something, princess?" that stupid smirk was still playing his lips.
"Humph. Every shield can be broken. The first and foremost." she took another step back.
"And I suppose you would know that?" He murmured seductively, following her. "That wall of yours sure teaches you alot."
Her hand flew to her sword, petting it lovingly while glaring at him. "Watch it bastard. Just because your one of them doesn't mean your excused from my dear sword!"
"One of them?" his smirk grew wider as his eyes lit up in delight "One of what?"She glowered at him."The 'Ice Queen' lost for words?" He mocked softly "One of what? A homunculus? Greed?"
"Sure. Go with that." Olivier sneered
"What more do want? I've got it all, money, power, charming good looks." Greed said gently cocking his head to one side.
"You've forgotten who I am. Money doesn't mean a thing to me. Power is something that comes in bulk. And charming good looks? Don't kid yourself." She answered with a snarl.
He frowned for a second. Then wrapped a strong arm around her neck another around her waist, pulling her in close and pressing his lips against her full ones. A little parade went off in his head; he had won. The little game of cat and mouse they had been playing, he had finally won. Now he could get back to the other ones. Have a bit more -ugh!
She pulled her long blood covered sword out of his stomach with a sneer.
"What- the, fuck!" Greed gasped spitting out blood on the floor.
"Like you said. I'm a very sexy girl who's very hard to please." she said wiping her sword off with her gloves and dropping them on the , Greed glanced up at the blonde woman walking calmly away. Maybe, just maybe the game of cat and mouse wasn't done yet.
I saw a fic with this pairing. Then I went to dance and heard this line, totally reminded me of them. Reviews please.