"Edo? Is that you?" he said through clenched teeth, trying to remember where he was, what had happened, and why he was in so much pain.
(Edward's POV)
"Edo? Is that you?" I heard as I was speaking with the guard about the execution. I stopped what I was saying and turned to look at the formerly threatening homunculus. It almost made me feel sorry for the beast to see him in such a state. The once so proud Envy now huddled in the corner of a prison cell clutching his bleeding and broken rib cage, which was clearly visible through the giant gash that covered half of his body.
"Yes Envy, it's me. Do you know where you are?" I said as I tried not to look him straight in the eyes, because I knew he would see my sympathy and tell me that I was a weakling.
"I...I'm in a prison cell...awaiting execution...if I don't die before then..." he said and gritted his teeth, trying like hell not to show the pain that was clearly evident in his voice. I suddenly turned around and asked the guard if he would open the cell door so I could go in. He looked shocked at first, so I calmly explained to him that Envy was no longer a threat, and he reluctantly let me in. I didn't understand why, but I wanted to comfort the homunculus, even after all of the pain and suffering that he had caused Al and I.
"What happened, who did this to you? I whispered and tried to suppress a shudder when I looked at his wound. Apparently he saw it anyways,
because he snorted indignantly and whimpered when he tried to sit up and glare at me.
"Don't you remember Fullmetal? YOU did this to me. YOU nearly ripped my lungs out and left me bruised and bleeding in the forest for those god forsaken State Alchemists to find me." he ground out as that serpentine glare returned to his eyes and his words practically dripped with venom. For that split second the dangerous air that I was so familiar with returned to his features, only to be replaced with a pathetic one when another pain shot through his spine and he collapsed to the cell floor.
"I...I don't remember hurting you...not like this...I'm so sorry Envy..." He looked stunned at those last four words that came out of my mouth.
Truthfully, even I didn't know what had made me utter those words. I just couldn't believe that I had done something so cruel to a living being.
Even if he had been my arch enemy for so long, and even if he was a homunculus, even Envy didn't deserve to suffer that way. That's right, he was a homunculus, which brought to mind one question...why hadn't he healed himself yet?
"You, the Fullmetal Alchemist, are sorry for hurting me, a homunculus? I find that highly unlikely pipsqueak." There it was again, that stupid nickname he always used just to get a rise out of me. This time however, I was too interested in why his body wasn't automatically regenerating itself. I stared at him absent mindedly, mouth agape, wondering how a homunculus had such a gaping wound in his chest.
"Why aren't you regenerating yourself? Why haven't you tried to escape?" I asked dumbly, almost terrified to hear the answer.
"I can't." He stated simply, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Which, it kind of was, considering the fact that he indeed hadn't healed yet. But I just couldn't believe my ears, I was utterly dumbfounded by what he had just told me.
"What the hell do you mean you can't? You've been able to heal yourself for as long as I have known you and now you're telling me you can't!" I screamed at the top of my lungs purely because I was too terrified to keep my voice from getting so loud. This is Envy we're talking about! He had always been there, never changing, the only thing that I could count on would always be the same. Why was I acting like this? He had done so many horrible things in his life, and killed so many people, why the hell should I feel sorry for the bastard? Then, all of a sudden it dawned on me. It hit me like a ton of bricks. The sudden realization that I was passionately, undeniably, head over heels in love with Envy. Envy the homunculus. The same Envy who had tried to make my life a living hell for so long, and I had fallen in love with him. What the hell is wrong with me? God, I'm going soft aren't I?
"Envy, I think I'm in love with you." It slipped out before I even had time to register that my lips had moved at all. I realized what I had said and watched him as he stared at me in shocked silence and tried to form coherent words through his nonsensive babbling. Or maybe that was me. I really couldn't tell anymore, because everything was spinning around me and causing my senses to blur considerably.