"The drug I can resist, the Antidote he missed."
Warnings: Language, violence, homosexuality, drug abuse.All that good stuff.
Disclaimer: FMA is not mine.
Chapter 1: Drug Angel
I sighed and twirled the pencil around and around in my fingers. I was bored as hell, having completed my class's quiz in five minutes. 'Too easy.' I thought, leaning over to my backpack, and taking out a piece of lined paper. Laying it before me, I waited for inspiration to come. That's when he walked into my life.
Long and loose black pants with chains and zippers galore adorned the young man's legs. The article of clothing sagged off his behind, exposing the top of black boxer shorts with skulls. A tight, black sleeveless shirt covered the young man's chest. His loose, black jacket was slipping off his shoulders. The sleeves were cut short, showing off fingerless gloves and ring-covered fingers.
Flicking a strand of long hair out of his eyes, he revealed large had phones draped around his neck. The piercing in his ears and on his lip seemed to glitter in the fluorescent lights.
"Yo." The sound of his voice cut through the silence in the room. The guy's voice had a hard and dangerous sound to it.
Loud footfalls sounded across the linoleum floor as the boy walked over to the teacher. He walked slowly and purposefully, a smirk placed on his lips. Whoever he was, he was definitely enjoying the stares he was getting. A few quiet words were uttered between student and teacher. With a nod, the boy turned and grinned at the class.
"Yo," he said again, "Name's Envy. Yes, that's my real name. S'all you gotta know about me." Envy's speech was slurred, though he didn't seem to care as he mock-saluted the class and walked to the back of the room. Envy plopped down in the empty desk beside me.
I chanced a glance over at Envy as I heard his fingers drum boredly on his desk. The nails on his fingers had been painted a dark black. 'At least the weren't long like girls' nails.' I thought to myself.
As if he felt my gaze, Envy turned to look over at me. Large, violet, bloodshot eyes rimmed with heavy black eyeliner seemed to bore right into me. "You got something to say, kid?" Envy quirked an eyebrow. His face seemed to be set in a glare, despite his easy-going smirk. "Nice eyes." He nodded and turned back to face the front.
I glared at him, hating his compliment about my eyes. Bright gold, they were the first thing people noticed about me, other than the fact I was vertically challenged. I pushed my golden bangs in front of my eyes to hide them. I hated them. They made me feel like some kind of monster.
I continued to watch Envy for a while longer, until I became bored. I turned my gaze back to my lined paper, chewing on the end of my pencil. Writing poetry was just a hobby, but my younger brother thought I had a real talent for it. Poor misguided fool. There was no way my lame attempt at poetry would ever become famous.
I began to fidget in my seat, feeling slightly uncomfortable.
He's staring at you. A little voice in my head piped up.
Sure enough, a quick glance out the corner of my eyes confirmed that Envy was indeed staring at me. His stare was unnerving, violet eyes unblinking. Envy had his elbow propped up on his desk, his head resting in his palm.
My fidgeting got worse and I twirled my braid around my finger "Stop staring." I mutter, shooting the new guy a glare.
Envy lifted an eyebrow in an amused fashion. He dropped his hand and smirked at me. Returning his gaze to the front of the room, his smirk widened as he flipped me the bird under the desk.
My jaw dropped. No one had eve been s rude to me, yet here was this new kid flipping me off. I scowled and gathered my stuff, shoved it in my backpack and stormed out the room. I thrust my quiz at the teacher and used all my self-control not to run out the door.
I stormed down the hallway and dropped my backpack in front of my locker. Flicking my braid behind my back, I ran to the restroom.
Splashing water on my face, I looked in the mirror, scowling at my red cheeks. How could someone I had barely said two words to, make me so angry? I grabbed a paper towel and dried my hands and face. Throwing the towel away, I marched out the door.
But I made a mistake. I was so angry; I was paying attention and collided with something solid.
Strong hands grabbed my arms, supporting me from falling on my ass. "Oi..." A soft voice purred in my ear. "Who knew you were such a klutz? And such a shrimp?"
"I'm not a shrimp!Myname's Edward Elric!" I glared up at Envy as he smirked down at me. I squirmed in his grip, causing Envy to snicker. He let go and ruffled my hair. "Sheesh. Temper temper."
Envy pushed past me into the bathroom and stopped in front of the mirror. He scrutinized his appearance, muttering to himself. I stood in the doorway, watching as he played with his lip ring.
"Did…did that hurt?" I asked softly, leaning against the door.
"Did what hurt?" Envy asked, not bothering to look at me.
"Piercing your lip. It looks painful." I winced as Envy tugged on it softly, muttering again to himself.
"Nah. Pain's not a big issue with me. I pierced it myself." He shrugged and turned, pushing his hair out of his eyes. Envy marched past me and out the door, leaving me behind as the bell for the next class rang.
I yawned as I slammed my locker shut. School was finally over. Glancing around for my younger brother, I began walking out to the parking lot. Once out in the lot, I spotted my brother waiting by my car.
"Alphonse!" I grinned and waved, running over to him. At 16, Alphonse stood a good five inches above me, at a grand height of 5'8". I sighed and pushed my envious feelings away.
"Nii-san, you're going to be late for work!" Al pushed me to the driver's side and then got in on the other side. My eyes widened and I jumped in, throwing my stuff in the back. I started the engine, and then sped out of the parking lot to a scream of "NIIII-SAAAAAAAN!" and a chorus of car horns.
After dropping Al of at home, I sped to the movie rental store on 5th. I parked in one the employee spaces and turned of the care. Grabbing my green work shirt and throwing it on, I got out to begin my workday at Monkey Business. I rolled my eyes. No matter how popular the store was, it had the oddest name.
I was stopped dead in my tracks as I entered the store. The shouting was so loud, I was tempted to cover my ears and yell for silence.
Glancing over at the counters, I saw my co-worker and best friend, Charlie, arguing with a tall, black haired youth.
"I just asked a simple question!" The young man yelled, pounding a fist onto the counter. I groaned silently as I noticed my upper-classman, Roy Mustang. Oh, how I hated that guy!
I decided to go save Charlie, seeing as how he looked like he was about to wet himself. When I walked over to the counter, though, Roy stepped back, glaring at Charlie. He shoved (quite literally) past me and out of Monkey Business.
"Oh! Edward!" Charlie yelled once he noticed me. "Roy is such a jerk." He frowned when I laughed quietly. I only stopped when he threw me a death glare.
"Ok ok, what happened?" I asked as I hopped over the counter. Charlie's face had looked hilarious when Roy was threatening him. I snickered softly, which earned me another angry glare.
"He actually wanted a job application." Charlie snorted. "You know the boss man would have a cow if we gave out applications without him knowing. Besides, I really don't want to work with that jerk!" Charlie laughed and shoved me over to an empty register.
I rolled my eyes, wondering why Roy would want to work here. Pushing him out of my mind, I put on my everything-for-the-customer smile as a mother and two small children approached the counter.
"Will this be all for you?" I asked as she laid down two videos. At her nod, I took them and rang them up. Taking her money, I smiled again as she grabbed the videos and dragged her children out the door.
Before I knew it, my shift was over. Charlie got off the same time I did, so we walked over to the frozen yogurt shop next door. (1)
After we ate, we went our separate ways. I hopped into my car, turning on the engine and cranking the radio up loud. Backing out of the spot, I drove about halfway home before I got one of my weird feelings. See, I always get an odd, tingling feeling when I pass something bad, like an accident, for example.
I knew this was no accident but I pulled over to the curb anyway. Getting out and locking the vehicle, I stood on the sidewalk for a while.
'Should I look around?' I thought to myself.
No. You have homework. Do you want your grades to drop?
'But it's easy stuff. And what if someone's really in trouble?'
Does it matter?
'Yes!' I stopped listening to the evil little voice in my head and began walking slowly down the sidewalk. It had already gotten dark and this part of town was pretty shady. The only light I had came from sporadically placed streetlamps.
I stopped in front of a long, dark alley, straining my ears for any unusual noise. Stepping into the side street, I walked slowly and quietly, dodging trash and old beer cans. Near the back of the alley, a small light glowed, showing the dead-ending alley wall. The sounds of a fistfight became louder and I hid behind a large dumpster, listening.
"You fucking stoner. You're such a freak. Go back to hell!" The sound of a foot connecting with someone's gut, plus the low groan that followed caused me to wince. The voice had sounded familiar, so I peeked around the dumpster.
At first, all I could see was Roy. Then I noticed his two cronies, Havoc and Breda, leaning against the wall. Roy seemed to just be standing there, sneering at the ground.
That's when I noticed him.
Sitting on his knees and clutching his gut, Envy stared at the ground silently. His nose bled freely, the red liquid dripping over his lips.
Roy squatted down in front of Envy and reached a hand behind Envy's head, grabbing a fistful of green-black hair. He yanked it back, hard, snapping Envy's head back and earning a cry of pain from him.
"You look like a fucking girl. Hey boys," Roy glanced at his friends, "I think our little friend needs a haircut." Havoc and Breda made a gravelly noise that I assumed was their way of laughing. Turning my attention back to Roy, I let out a gasp as he pulled out a switchblade and clicked it open.
Roy yanked Envy's head back again and brought the blade to Envy's hair. Envy's cold eyes widened and he squirmed in Roy's grip. Snarling, Roy slammed Envy's head against the wall, causing Envy's eyes to glaze over in pain. He was smart enough to keep his mouth shut though.
I winced and was about to jump out of hiding when I saw a silver flash. I stared at the scene before me with wide eyes.
Envy's eyes were narrowed and the cold metal of his own switchblade was pressed against Roy's neck. A trickle of blood slid down Roy's neck, causing him to whimper.
"Back off." Envy hissed, his expression cold and emotionless. Roy's eyes narrowed and he smacked the blade away from Envy's hand and punched the side of his face. The blade skidded down the alley and landed by my feet.
I hesitantly picked it up and closed the blade. I looked back up at the fight and scrunched closer to the wall.
"Are you really a guy? 'Cause you're a bit too pretty to be one." Roy sneered. He lifted Envy's chin with the flat of the blade and trailed his left hand down Envy's chest, causing the other teen's eyes to widen and his body to shiver. "You're flat like any other guy." Roy snickered.
"St-stop…" Envy whimpered out as Roy unzipped Envy's pants and stuck his hand inside.
"Why? You're just a fucking druggie. Scum! I can do whatever I want to you!" Roy hissed, a smirk spreading over his lips as Envy whimpered once more. Roy pulled his hand out of Envy's pants and punched him in the face once more.
"Guess you really are a guy." Roy laughed and signaled to Havoc and Breda, then marched out of the alley. He passed right by me and I doubt he noticed me.
As soon as they were out of sight and the roar of their motorcycles died down, I jumped up and ran over to Envy. I kneeled down next to him and pushed his bangs out of his eyes. His violet eyes were large and wet as tears poured from his eyes.
"Ch-chibi?" Envy asked weakly. I nodded and decided not to take offense at the nickname. At my nod, he threw his arms around me and cried into my shirt. I was very startled by his action but not knowing what else to do, I wrapped me arms around him and rubbed his back in a comforting manner.
After about five minutes, Envy pulled away and rubbed his eyes, smearing his already runny eyeliner. "Thanks…But promise you won't tell anyone I cried?"
I nodded. We had only known each other for one day (and neither of us knew anything about the other) but Envy had seemed comfortable to cry in the arms of a basic stranger.
"Of course. But you could turn him in for that! He friggen molested you! You could-!"
I was cut off by Envy pressing a finger to my lips. "No way, man. My ass would be so busted. Do you know how many drugs are in my system?" He shook his head and pulled out a fag (2) with shaky hands and lit it. Taking a drag, Envy seemed to calm down.
Envy held the fag out to me and noticing my hesitant look, said, "One time ain't going to kill you, kid." He winked at me as I took the thin stick. Placing it to my lips, I took a deep breath in.
Fire! My throat was on fire! I began coughing, trying to get he burning smoke out of my mouth.
Envy blinked and started to crack up. He took the cancer stick from me and ground it out with his boot. He gave me a small smile and started to clean the blood off his face. Though he was beaten. Bloody, and pumped with drugs, I still couldn't help thinking that Envy looked like an angel.
Envy blinked at me when he noticed my stare. A faint blush crept over my cheeks and I turned my gaze to the ground.
Well, curiosity may have killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back, right? Envy smiled to himself and let his curiosity take over. He gently pulled my face up so I was looking directly into his bloodshot eyes.
"You're blushing." Envy stated as he grinned down at me. "Well, chibi, I need to go home. But first, here are two thank you presents. Cocaine. The kind you snort, mind you," Envy pushed a small packet into my hand, "And this."
Envy leaned down and placed a soft kiss on my lips.
"WHAAAAAAT!" I cried as Envy pulled back. My face became hot and was probably redder than a tomato! Envy grinned and stood. He ruffled my hair and started walking away.
"See you at school, midget. And my advice to you, when someonekissesyou, kiss back!"Envy stuch his tounge out at me an dissappeared into the night.
Dear god, that took forever to type up! So many delays! And don't kill me for what I did to Envy! -dodges eggs and tomatos-
Ed: Liar. You were just being lazy.
The nerve! Humph. Ok, I was being lazy. I think my friend was getting ready to kill me….
Ed: It would serve you right...Why is this chapter from my point of view anyway?
I was bored...
Ed: Okaaaay...
(1) There is a yogurt store right next to the Blockbuster by my house. So, I used that as reference.
(2) Don't hurt me over this! Cigarettes are called fags in Europe so please don't take offense over this! I SUPPORT GAY PRIDE DAMMIT!
Please R&R. I need motivation to get chapter 2 up.
