Dear Reader,

So, I tried to upload this last night but my internet was on the fritz! * glares at phone that allows internet acess* and I had this HORRIBLE head ache last night. Which I think I got from staring at my computer screen all day. Swear to god, it's as bright as the sun! Okay, well this chapter is one of my favorites, becasue Envy is just so mean to poor little Wrath! And I love Wrath to, he is so cute. Oh, and btw, he and Winry haven't ever met. Sorry to change that up on ya. But it's my story! I mean come on, Envy and Winry are together. Anything can happen now. Mwahahaahahaahah!

- Ramona F.


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" You didn't need to knock her out."

She was dreaming. Dreaming about her mother. She was brushing her hair, a she was humming. They where in a field of wild flowers, and she was older. That's why she knew it was a dream. She hadn't seen her mother since she was little. And she was her everyday, sixteen year old self, lying with her head on her mothers lap. And her mother was dead. So the woman brushing her hair and asking her about her day was just a memory. She didn't want the dream to end. It couldn't. She wouldn't let it. But already she could feel she was slipping away. And held tighter onto her mother.

" Are Edward and Alphonse being mean to you again?" Her mother cooed.

" No. Well, Al isn't. But you know Ed. He's such a meanie!"

He mother chuckled, " Oh, that just means he has a crush on you."

Winry blushed in her dream. " Ew mom! That's gross! He's Edward!"

" So? He's a very attractive young man Winry. Don't tell me you haven't noticed."

" She was being too loud! And you didn't tell me she'd hit!"

Winry was beginning to stir, and she held onto her mom tighter. But already she was seeing her dream and reality. Darkness had started to flood in to the too bright of light surrounding her and her mother, she was beginning to see a dark room and a roaring fire.

" You didn't have to put her on the floor Envy." A cool female voice scolded.

Envy?

Winry's eyes blinked open, and she was, in fact, on the floor.

" She hit me with a wrench!" A husky effeminate voice whined from somewhere in the darkness. Winry recognized that voice.

It belonged to that freaky guy that had come in through her window.

Winry sat up and stared around her.

She was in a bed room with hard wooden floors, a large four poster bed, and a giant fire place. There was a girl sitting in a head masters chair, who appeared to be no older than Winry herself. She had short cut black hair with bangs just above her cold blue eyes. She was very lovely, and wore a beautiful silver sleeping gown. She was sewing something, her nimble hands gracefully moving the long silver needle in and out of the smooth fabric effortlessly. She noticed Winry staring, and smiled.

" Good evening. And welcome." She smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes.

" H-hello..." Winry said.

" Well, now that you have her, I'm out of here."

Winry's attention was immediately drawn to the figure standing near the balcony doors. And now she had enough time to really look at him.

He was lean, with tight looking muscles and a feminine masculinity. He had his hand on one of his hips, and his expression was almost hostile, and seemed to fit smoothly on his face. His eyes, which where an alarming violet, where cat like, and narrowed with displeasure. His hair, which was in separate locks that fell all the way past his waist, fell slightly into his face, and shone a strange dark emerald. He was like a mean palm tree, Winry realized, and bit her lip not to giggle.

She was also alarmed by the way he dressed. He wore a head band with a strange triangular symbol, along with a skin tight black vest with covered half of his torso, revealing his stomach muscles, drawing the eye down to the strange black loin cloth and black shorts he wore, leaving his pale legs bare, save for the strange black cloth he wore on his feet which revealed his heal and toes, with a pair of matching gloves revealing his fingers. The oddest thing about him- besides his coloring- was that tattoo on his right thigh. It was a dragon eating it's own tail...with a star in the center of the circle it's body created. It looked like something used for alchemy, Winry noted.

She was brought back by his manic smile he was giving her, and his bright purple eyes. She could help but stare up at them.

" She's yours to watch over now Envy."

He tore his gave away from her and looked up at the woman who was sewing.

" His name is Envy?"

Winry pointed at him, looking at the woman.

" Yes. And he is to watch you from now on."

A strange name for a strange character...Winry thought.

" Watch me? I don't understand...Why am I here?"

" I will reveal my plans in due time, child. Now all you need to worry about if resting."

" Why the hell do I have to watch her!" Envy shouted.

The woman looked from Winry to Envy, giving him a cold stare than made Winry get shivers.

She could see Envy was shaking with anger, his muscles going taunt under his smooth skin. He bared his teeth like an animal, and Winry noted he had very sharp looking teeth. She gulped.

" Take her to a room." The woman ordered.

" Wait...I'm not staying here." Winry went to stand, but hard hands had grabbed onto her wrist. She tried to pry off Envy's iron hard grip, but it was no use. She broke off a nail in the process.

" Ta ta for now Winry. Sleep well."

She could see the woman wave to her before Envy's body obscured her vision. She looked up at him, his face about five inches from hers. His was a mask of pure, crazed pleasure, and when he lunged she could help but let out a little yelp when he grabbed onto her waist and hoisted her over his shoulder effortlessly. All she could see now was his white back.

" Be gentle with her." The woman snapped.

" Whatever." His not entirely male voice mumbled.

Winry felt like she was going to get sick, she was in a very uncomfortable position and was swaying back and forth. She wasn't sure how long they had been walking, but she was sure they weren't in that bedroom anymore. That room had been warm. Now she was freezing. She began kicking and slapping at Envy's back.

" Hey! What the hell, stop! Stop it!" He cried furiously, and he accidentally dropped her.

She came crashing down on her side, but popped right back up and started to make a run down a eerily dark hall way. Hard hands wormed their way painfully in her long hair, and her head snapped back. She cried out and defensively went to claw at the hands. She clawed and clawed until she felt blood being drawn.

" Shit! You bitch!" Envy hissed, causing her to jump. He was closer than she thought.

He used his free hand to grab onto both of her wrists and ripped them off of his hands, not using as much force as she had expected. He let go of her hair and spun her around, pinning her hands to her sides and pushing her up against a wall. The surface was freezing, but Envy's stare was smoldering and shone evilly even in the darkness. His hair covered most of his face as he looked down at her, and pieces of his tickled her face, which was staring wide eyes up at his.

" Now, your going to be a good girl, or I'm going to tear off your pretty little hands."

" You don't scare me." Winry tried, but her voice shook.

He must have sensed this, because he through his head back and laughed darkly, then brought his head back down to be completely at eye level with her. His eyes took her breath away, and held onto her lungs with terror. They where both lovely and wicked, being so unearthly she felt like she was in the presence of a demon.

" I can smell you fear." He purred.

She wondered if he really could. With eyes and teeth like that she wondered if he was an animal, or if he was even human at all.

" What...What are you?" She whispered.

Her question made his eyebrow arch and a lopsided grin to appear on his face, but if didn't seem anymore friendly. If anything, it made it look like he was deciding whether or not to kill her, or how he should do it. He brought his face down low, so she could feel his breath on her neck, the top of his nose grazed the lip of her ear, causing her to shiver. She was afraid for a moment he was going to bite her, before his low voice whispered into her ear.

" What do you think I am, sweet heart?"

He answered her with a question. How annoying.

With that he drew back, and slung her over his shoulder again, in a single movement.

As she dangled from over his shoulder, she was left with her thoughts.

How was she going to escape from this? Or should she just wait for Ed and Al to come and save her, like they usually did. They where bound to realize she had gone missing. Surely, they would. They had to! If they didn't, she was going to kill them.

Winry was brought back to reality when she was dumped onto a soft bed with black velvet sheets. She looked around herself and found she was in a room that greatly resembled the one that woman had been in, minus the fire. The room was freezing with out it, and she found herself wrapping herself up in sheets. They where cold, but soft, and smelt like lilac. She shivered relentlessly.

" Humans." The green haired man said in disgust, and went to the fire place. There he through some logs into it, then struck a match he produced from thin air. He set the logs a blaze and stood up right. He stretched like a cat and playfully yawned. Despite his relaxed mood, Winry was still on edge. She snuggled back into the fluffy mass of pillows behind her, and couldn't help but feel comfortable. She was very tired after all, before all of this happened, she had been ready for bed. And now she was in a very comfortable bed, and on the fringe of sleep. She was about to let herself drift off, when she noticed her capture sat side ways in a masters chair, facing her with his legs propped over one of the arms rests. He seemed quite comfortable and sighed while he laced his fingers on his chest.

" Um...Aren't you going to leave?" Her voice was a bit muffled through the sheets and she shrank back into them. She didn't like the idea of him watching her while she slept. Not with those eyes of his.

" Yes, you got a problem with it, princess?" He smirked, raising an eyebrow.

She frowned, and despite the cold, sat up.

" Now that does it! You've called me sweet heart, angel, and now princess! I have a name." She huffed. She hated guys like him. Cocky, rude, crude...Just like Edward!

He grinned at her even more, and chuckled darkly.

" Whatever you say, doll face." He closed his eyes and leaned his head back.

She boiled with anger.

" Look here you...You..."

" Yes, come on, out with it. I'm dying to here what you have to say." He said, his voice sarcastic.

This made her simmer over.

" Why the hell did you bring me here anyway!"

He shrugged. " Masters orders." He said the word master like he had tried something sour.

" Master? You mean that woman?"

His eyes snapped open. " Look human, I'm very tired. So if you could just shut your mouth, I would be appreciate it. You already have my bed, and I'm unconformable as it is, so I wouldn't mind it if you would shut up already and get some sleep!"

She blushed a dark crimson and felt about a hundred times hotter.

" I'm in y-your bed?"

He must have seen her blush, and his angry face pulled into a wicked smirk.

" Don't get too excited." He cooed.

Some how she blushed even deeper and shrank back into the sheets.

" I-I'm not ! It's j-just..."

She didn't know why, but at that moment she imagined him sleeping in the bed...Naked. He seemed like that kind of person. And the idea was extremely graphic. She felt weird for even thinking it! She mentally slapped herself and tried to swallow, but found it was hard. The smell of lilac was all around her, and for a second all she could think was; He probably smells like lilac!

" Just shut up and go to sleep!"

He shut his eyes as if saying "end of discussion".

She bit her bottom lip and stared at him, before finally deciding she should just go to bed.

She fell back onto the pillows and let out a long sigh, finally closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep.


" Envy..."

He dug the blade deep into Edwards side, the beautiful red whine sprayed onto his pale skin, the aroma was in the back of his throat. Edwards screams intensified when he twisted the knife. He smiled wider at the pipsqueaks face.

" Envy!"

Little hands where on his shoulders, softly shaking him awake.

His eyes snapped open, having been ripped from his lovely dream, and met the eyes of Wrath, who withdrew his hands and almost immediately leapt back from him. Envy let out a snort as he came up right, and found he was halfway off of the chair he had been sleeping in, and was halfway on the floor. He frowned and righted himself. He moved around a lot in his sleep, and the stiffness in his neck told him he had been restless that night.

" Um, Envy...There's a lady in your bed."

Envy almost didn't know what he was talking about, but then he heard the sigh coming from his sheets across the room. He wrinkled his nose. Why had he put that disgusting creature in his bed in the first place? He had been so tired last night, he wasn't even thinking.

He looked around, searching for a clock of some kind. He had no way of telling the time since the light never changed outside. His searching eyes rested on the now dying fire, and he realized that Winry's teeth where chattering from the cold. He would be damned if she got sick and he was blamed for it. Dante would be pissed, and he really wasn't in the mood to hear her complain.

He stood up rather stiffly and went over to the fire place, striking a match, he through it at the logs, then grabbed a few more scraps of wood and tossed them into the slowly growing blaze. He stared into he fire for a moment, fully forgetting about the girl and the young homunculus staring up at him with wide eyes. Fire always did this to him, mesmerized him like a mirage. It was the one thing that could destroy a humunculie, other than the master herself. And when Envy stared into the burning depths, he always conjured up images of being burned alive. Disturbing, but Envy always thought of such things. It was his nature.

From his peripheral vision, he saw Wrath slink over to the foot of his bed, and stare at the girl, sitting in a low crouch like the small animal he was. He hid his face behind the bed, so only his giant, purple eyes could look at the sleeping human.

" She's pretty." He whispered.

Envy narrowed his eyes at him and made his way to the foot of the bed, to see what the imp was seeing. He hated Wrath's curiosity, and most of all, he hated his outlook on humans. He neither hated them or was disgusted by their presence like Envy was. Wrath had more of a...Obsession for them. It was disgusting to Envy. Once he was standing beside the little troll, and his eyes had quickly adjusted to the dim lighting of his room, Envy also found himself staring down at her like a child.

Her hair was fanned out around her like gold, catching even in the dim lights of the fire, and she shown like a lone star in a dark sky. The thick black pillows and sheets only made her seem more place and angelic, with her arm folded on her chest and her other arm bent next to her head, so her little fingers where curling in her own hair. Her face was so serene, so beautiful, it was hard to remember she was human at all. Blood playfully rushed up to her cheeks from the newly found heat settling in the room, and a soft smile played on her pink lips. Envy gritted his teeth. He hated her. He hated all those damned humans and their stupid lives. He imagined scaring up that beautiful skin, writing his name into her as she screamed and screamed for her beloved Edward. Envy snickered darkly.

" Is it even possible for a human to be so pretty?."

Envy had been too distracted with his sinister thoughts to notice that Wrath had moved so he was beside the girl, and was about to touch her, his finger was barely an inch from her hand.

" Stop it Wrath! Don't touch her!" Envy snapped.

Her blond eyebrow twitched and she stirred slightly.

Wrath held a finger to his lips and frowned at Envy, who scowled at him.

" Get away from there!" Envy whispered as fiercely as possible.

Wrath's eyes where glued to Winry's face.

" She's so pretty Envy...Is she yours?" He looked up at him with wide eyes.

Envy wrinkled up his nose. " That's disgusting Wrath. She's human!"

Wrath shook his head. " Even so...She's so beautiful. Can I have her Envy, if you don't want her?"

Envy made a face and shook his head, " What are you talking about!" He whispered.

" Edward..."

Envy jumped when Winry said the bastards name, and was afraid for a moment that she was awake. He looked down at her again and saw she was still asleep, but had shifted to where she had pillowed both hands on the side of her head. Envy didn't think humans could look like that while they slept. Hell, he didn't even look like that when he slept! His hatred burned into his stomach, and he made tight fists out of his hands so they wouldn't lash out and snap her in two.

Wrath impatiently shifted from foot to foot and pointed at Winry.

" She's so cute now Envy! Look, look!"

" Wrath! Quit it!" Envy hissed and made his way over to the child.

He grabbed the back of Wrath's shirt and the child looked up at him in fear, letting out a small sound like an animal. Envy raised back his hand to punch him, his face breaking into a smile.

" Envy!"

He jolted in surprise at his name being snapped.

He looked over to see Winry staring at him, wide eyed, with the covers drawn all around her small frame. Her hair was around her like a water fall, and her pale eyes blazed with anger. Her face held no fear as she scolded the sinister humunculie, and he was dumbfounded.

Envy narrowed his eyes at her. Who dared to yell at him? He would snap her thin little neck if he wished it. Then he remembered his damned master and her stupid orders not to harm her. He looked back down at the small child. He smiled sinisterly. He would have to take it out on him instead. His favorite game.

" Get away from that poor little boy!" she hissed.

Wrath wiggled his way free from Envy and ran over to a surprised Winry, and leapt onto her, wrapping his miss matched arms around her middle and burying his face into her. His body shuddered with his sobs, and Winry smoothed out his long, unkempt hair. Her face turned sweet as she looked down at him, and she smiled. Envy rolled his eyes. The child was hopeless.

" Shh, it's okay now. Your alright."

" Don't be such a baby! I wasn't going to hit you." He lied.

Winry shot him a look and he scowled at her.

" He's a big brute, I know. It's okay, I won't let him touch you."

Envy seethed with anger. How dare she deify him? Make him look like a weakling before Wrath? She would pay. Gravely.

Wrath pulled away and looked up at her.

" Are you an angle?"

Envy stopped thinking his dark thoughts, and looked over at the now giggling girl.

" Nope, just a regular girl."

A gurgling sound echoed through the room and Wrath jolted in surprise, and Winry blushed.

" A hungry girl." She confessed.

" You, go get her food." Envy snapped, pointing at Wrath.

Wrath pouted. " But I wanna stay."

" Go!" he shouted and pointed to the door.

Reluctantly, Wrath tore himself from Winry and shuffled out of the room, closing the door behind him softly. Envy stared at the door for a few moments and then drew his attention back to Winry, who he found was staring at him. He raised an eyebrow and smiled darkly.

" Like something you see?" He hissed.

She blushed and looked away, shivering and sneezing as she did.

" Don't you dare be sick." He growled.

" I'm fine." She said through her chatters, glaring at him.

" Humans are so weak! I'm surprised you've lasted this long."

" Why do you keep saying that?"

He smiled his wide cats grin, " What?"

" Humans. You keep referring to me as an entire population. I don't get it."

He stared down at her and made his way over to the window. He drew the thick red velvet curtains, revealing the ghost city and it's eerie light, earning a small gasp from the girl. He sat in the sill, with one leg brought to his chest, the the other dangling limply. He looked out at the city below and closed his eyes, relishing in the silence before he answered her with a question. He turned to look at her.

" Haven't you realized yet, idiot? I'm not exactly human."

" What does that mean!" She asked impatiently.

He sighed and rolled his eyes.

" I'm a greater being."

Her face went completely blank, and her eyes glazed over with thought. She bit on her bottom lip, and her eyes found their way to the tattoo on his leg. She hesitated, before pointing to it.

" Does that have something to do with it?"

He smirked and playfully clapped, earning a confused look from her.

" Very good. So, blonds do have some brains after all."

She glared at him and drew her attention away from his thigh.

" Is that why you look like that?"

He smiled darkly and flipped his hair.

" Yes, I am naturally this sexy."

" No, I mean, is that why you look like a human palm tree?"

Envy snarled at her and was about to lunge, when snickering from the entrance way grew into laughter. Envy bared his teeth at Wrath, who carried a silver platter with a covered dish and a glass of water. He laughed as he made his way to Winry, who was also giggling herself, and sat the tray carefully on her lap. He removed the lid to reveal a bowl of scrambled eggs with a side of toast. She smiled and her eyes turned the size of the dish itself.

" Why, thank you...?"

" Wrath!" Wrath smiled.

" Thank you Wrath, I'm Winry. Your such a sweet heart." She smiled and poked his nose, making him blush and scratch the back of his head. He smiled and sat down on the vacant spot beside her as she ate. He watched her every move with his inhuman eyes, and his smile grew bigger when she ate.

Envy wanted to be sick.

" Get the hell out of here, ya little imp!"

Wrath pouted, " Why! You get to stay. Besides, Master wanted me to stay and make sure she ate all of it. She told me so." He crossed his arms defiantly and stuck out his tongue, Envy bristled.

" Master? You mean that woman? With the dark hair?" Winry asked in between bites.

Envy sighed sharply and relaxed, settling back into the window sill and stared out at the ghost city. He closed his eyes, trying to choke down his boiling rage.

" Mm hm, she's our Master. She found us and fed us and gave us names!"

" Well, she sounds nice...But what does she want with me?"

Envy opened his eyes and looked down at her, giving her a cruel smirk.

" Isn't it obvious? Your with the Fullmetal pipsqueak. Your our hostage."

She pinked in the cheeks at the runts name, and Envy smiled even darker.

" Your boyfriend isn't coming to save you sweetheart. No one knows about this place."

She frowned and pointed a fork at him angrily.

" Edward, is not my boyfriend ! And I don't need saving. I can escape all on my own."

Envy blinked in surprise, and his dark smile faltered slightly. But it returned with a vengeance.

Escape? He chuckled darkly.

" Yay! Now I can have you!" Wrath clapped and hugged Winry, who lost her bravado and looked down at the strange boy with a confused look. Envy gritted his teeth.

" Big talk for a human. I hate to break it to you sweetheart, but you can't escape."

She narrowed her eyes at him. " What makes you think I can't?"

He jumped onto his feet, clearly irritated with her insolence, and placed his hands on his hips.

" Because!" He snapped.

" Don't make him mad..." Wrath whispered, and Envy laughed darkly.

" Better listen to him little girl. If you know what's best for you."

She moved the tray from her lap and stood on the bed. She was a whole head taller than Envy now, and looked down at him. Winry placed her hands firmly on her hips, her face turning a daring shade of crimson.

" And what makes you so great, huh? You don't seem so special to me."

Envy gritted his teeth. He could taste blood in the back of his throat.

" Why you stupid bitch! I'll wring your scrawny little neck!"

" Well do it then!"

" Don't test me!"

" Your all talk but no action!"

Before he knew what she was doing, she had brought back her small hand and had slapped Envy very hard across the face. His head moved to the side, and he kept it there for a moment for the stinging to subside. It didn't really hurt him, but he couldn't look at her. He was filled with so much venomous hate, that if he looked at her, he would loose himself and end up ripping her to pieces. But then again, she had struck him first...He laughed darkly to himself, and looked back at her, air swirling around him as a horrified expression crossed her face.

" You asked for it!" He snarled, and lunged.

He was a second from making contact to a wide eyed Winry, who still hand her hand out in the air, when Envy found himself on his back, staring up at the ceiling. He felt someone on top of him, and he looked up to see Wrath staring down at him with slitted eyes. Envy wriggled and bucked, but Wrath held on.

" Get off of my you little-"

" No!" Wrath screamed.

Envy stopped squirming and looked up at him.

" No? No?" He snarled, his voice no longer sounding human, or humunculus.

His anger burned out of control, and he could no longer think straight.

He transformed himself into large dragon, fangs dripping with his saliva, and wide purple eyes. Envy looked down at Wrath, and found he was still holding onto his scaly body. He let out a low rumble, that was supposed to be a laugh. Wrath stiffened and opened his eyes, looking up in terror at Envy's form. Envy's reptilian lips pulled back into something of a smirk, revealing rows upon rows of long needle teeth. He went to go for Wrath, and was stopped went he felt some thing painfully poking him in his tail. His body was so large, it was coiled all over the room, and his feathered tail found itself beside his large bed. He saw Winry stabbing his tail with her fork, his own blood coming out in squirts on her white tank top. It didn't hurt, but was very annoying. He let out a loud screech at her, sending her hair flying back behind her shoulders. She looked up at him, but continued her stabbing.

He screamed at the top of his lungs, in an unearthly voice, " I'll kill you!"


Okay, so it's exactly love at first sight, they actually kinda hate each other. But they are attracted to each other, I will tell you that. Envy was staring at her pretty hard...Fufufufu...I love making Envy mad!