Chapter Two:
It had been three days since her latest 'episode' and to everyone else safety, no one seemed to give a shit. Almost as if nothing had happened at all, no one gave her odd looks. She's sure that Mustang had to write up a report. I hope I ruined his weekend, she thought gleefully. A sadistic smirk on her face, she had tossed away her sweater, to wear a green shirt.
The green shirt in question had dark grey stripes on it, A black and white coat, some colour, well white isn't a colour. But she decided not to wear all black, didn't want the feds to think she's emo. On her fingers are jammed green and grey stripes, matching leggings. Sinking by the matching green lockers, she almost blended in like a chameleon.
Hovering she moved her fingers, clicking her combination, 23,34,10, her locker clipped open, her's luckily its a top. No one had bothered her, no one gave a fuck, and that's how she liked it, eyes cold and hard. She could see the other students moving about, chatting, 'hanging', happily going about their daily business.
Victoria mascot had it's own perch, a giant golden statue, the dragon sat above her, it's own place on a pond. She could smell the water, she's lounging in a red chair. Sipping from some coke, she prefers Pepsi but she sips on it tentatively. She can smell the scent of flowers, she looks so completely out of place.
Envy is sitting in the main hall, here their are leather couches, the registration office, a large television for screening. Their are hundreds of chairs, private areas in the back, she smirked, a bit, here everything is red, and black. The walls are black, the back wall is red, theirs a kind of over looking stairs, where you can see the entrance of the school.
Gold rains line the top of the stair cases, the bottoms, she can see the hand rails, from where she is sitting. The entire room smells like food, it makes her stomach growl a bit, but she ignores it, content with her coke.
"Envy, How are you adjusting?" Still no one said anything about her newest episode, Envy felt uneasy, almost as if she expected it. Her hips push deeper into the chair, she can see Hohenheim smiling at her, he gives her a laugh.
"Hmm? Same as any place else, except they give you gold to wipe your ass with," she chuckled, giving him a cheeky grin.
Hohenheim looks a bit thrown off, but he lets out a wide laugh, "That's hilarious, you should take Comedic classes," he's huffing, Envy hadn't thought it had been that funny. Still, she watched him sink into one of the nearest chair. Looking at a donuts rather cheekily, before her took a big bite out of it.
"Really? I would have to give something else up, equivalent exchange," Hohenheim nodded his head thoughtfully.
"So I've been wondering what is it that you want from me anyways?" wondered Envy regarding Hohenheim with a hard stare. Hohenheim let out a laugh, and he seemed to sober up, after he had finished eating the chocolate covered donuts.
"Honestly its, a little for me, to make up for the mistakes I've done in the past," He admitted, "It's why I started the Sponsorship program, to make up for it." Envy frowned she didn't like owing someone. That and He's Edwards Father.
Hohenheim continues talking, in a happy voice, "Do what ever you want? Enjoy the food, slack off, quite, it's up to you, just have fun once and a while."All the same its not as if she shouldn't get a good home, a nice place to sleep, its better then being back on the streets again.
"Hmm? That's all? Really?" Envy watched him, she did enjoy a break, the man is like an open book. Like Alphonse, quite, calm, strong, soft, and gentle, but without the flare that Edward had. Hohenheim is generally hard to read, he has this quite, soft spoken, but it's obvious, he's plagued by guilt.
Hohenheim nodded his head, "Oh and if you could kick some Phoenix Ass, as you kids say now and days, that would be a bonus,"
"I'll see what I can do," she mused, finishing the bottle of coke, she'd prefer it with ice, but it's cold, and she's not complaining.
"Hmm, maybe if you could come to one of the charity events, that would be great." he gave her a wink, rose his hands in self defence, "I know that look, it's not as if I like them, but you know their mandatory for me at least." Hohenheim made her laugh, he's a lot like Edward.
But he's not, Envy pondered it, "Maybe, I'll make no promises," she checked her Ipod, glancing at the weather forecast. A chance of showers, for Tuesday. Which meant tomorrow it could rain, and that meant it could thunder out side. She felt a lump form in her throat, obviously lost in thought, Hohenheim looked at her for a long moment.
"Also, I'm curious, when did you start liking Edward anyways?" Envy face turned beat red, it wasn't a surprise. Everyone knew about it, including Edward, they just kind of ignored each other, he wasn't interested in that kind of relationship.
But however, no one had a pair to bring it up to her before. Talking about her feelings wasn't high on her to do list. Actually acting on them, almost never, impossible, she had never even thought of it. Of course had a few odd dreams here and their. Nothing like that you perverts! Just a kiss here, or a caress, a pair of lips touching her hand.
"Hohenheim your funny, I was just starting to like you," she scolded, "You shouldn't ask that kind of question," She talked rather quickly, in an amused sort of way, "However," she tapped her fingers on the bottle. "Since Freshmen year."
"That young Casanova," Envy blinked, "Winning all the girls hearts," she didn't look at him for a few spare moments. "Just like I did when I was his age," he sounded as if he was off, in a world remembering a few things.
"Why are you asking anyways? Don't do anything embarrassing Hohenheim, it's not as if Edward wants a relationship anyways." Hohenheim eyes widened, and he nodded his head, his face blushed a little bit, he adjusted his glasses.
"Don't worry I think you were right, that I shouldn't ask those type of questions." Envy nodded her head soberly.
"Yes, I guess," Envy wasn't sure why she's talking to him. It's the most she's talked in the last few days, not that shes a mouse. Generally weather like this made her jumpy, on edge, almost to the point of complete insomnia.
Fiddling with her beg, she grabbed a fresh coke and placed it inside of it, "Father!" oh shit, she hoped Alphonse hadn't heard what she had just said. Envy almost jumped out of her seat, she bowed her head, slipping out of the chair.
To her horror, Alphonse had the look, the embarrassed look, and Envy is staring at him. She face palmed herself in the head, "Oh this is just great!" She groaned, throwing her hands in the air, she hadn't noticed him walking up.
"Don't worry Alphonse can keep- Alphonse shook his head, and Envy groaned. Just what she needed! The boy is a bad liar at best! And he looks embarrassed, unlike Edward he has dark blonde hair, wore the same out fit, they looked so identical. Other then the face of course, and she found herself feeling the urge to run.
"Don't even say that! This is Alphonse were talking about!" Envy moaned into her hands, this is the worst thing ever.
He'd go and tell Edward, that she was trying to get in the good books with Hohenheim. "Poor thing," Hohenheim sniffed, "Young love, such tragedy!" he patted her hard on the back, and Envy made a face, eyes whirling she grabbed a hold of her arm. Giving him a hot, withering stare, he looked a bit surprised, she held on tightly.
"What? Do you think your doing?" she growled at him, he let out a laugh, but retracted his hand before bowing to her. Actually bowing to her, Envy looked a bit surprised, and let out a bold laugh, lifting her head in a wide smirk.
"Your hilarious Hohenheim you guys must have a real hoot," Envy spoke sourly, they both have this look, like they had their hands caught in the cookie jar. Alphonse is giving her a weird look. It's kind of all awkward now, and Envy can't help it, but look at her feet.
"Don't embarrass me otherwise I won't forgive either of you," it was enough to make Hohenheim look at her, his mouth open. Alphonse face turned scarlet, and he rose his hands in a wounded type manor. Hohenheim looked at Alphonse, and something passed between the two of them.
Something she didn't quite understand, what ever it is, it required no words to make them both agree.
"Don't worry! We'll keep your pride intact," Alphonse is serious, and he nods his head. "I won't tell Brother."
"Won't tell me what?" Envy took a step back, fiddling with her hands, for a moment, she opened her mouth and quickly shut it.
"That I found you a date for the Fundraiser!" beamed Hohenheim shoving and placing Envy in front of him. Envy eyes widened, and she glared at Hohenheim opening her mouth to protest, and Hohenheim grins at Edward. "I asked her, so it would be rude to change your mind, you were complaining about it, so I asked Envy." he's repeating himself, rather nervously.
Fundraiser? She had thought its going to be a charity event? All the same, she found her eyes locked on Edward nice, beautiful, soft looking skin. His cologne, his precious, mouth watering scent, she wanted to kiss him, wanted to play tag. She wanted him, to touch her, she wanted him to want her.
Edward frowns, he looks so adorable, she found herself stunned, a blow to the gut. He gives her a long look, a flat look on his face. Looking her up and down for a moment, "I guess she'll do," Envy made a face, a pout forming on her face.
She'll do? That's all, Envy eyes narrowed, "As if I'd want to go with you!" it's a lie they all know it, even Edward knows it.
"Father what did you do?" Moaned Edward, running a hand through his hair, still hes looking a bit surprised. "She's pretty, but she, well she likes me, I wouldn't want to lead her on," Envy face turns even redder. This is not what she wanted, she could weep, it's a low blow, and it hurts, Envy flinches, she lowers her head. Hands turning into fists, a scowl on her face.
She says nothing for a few seconds, wounded, and Alphonse moaned. "You don't have to do that." Envy scowls. "It's not as if I'm in love with you or anything, honestly its no big deal," she scowled, still it made her furious. She isn't, she knew it, crestfallen on the inside, she refused to let them see.
Hohenheim and Alphonse are glaring at Edward, and a glare on Alphonse is like an evil smirk on a kitten or a baby. It's so freakish that Edward is staring, his normal cool composure blown out of proportion.
"Don't worry, well have lots of fun, won't we Envy," He's talking through gritted teeth, as if he's mad about the entire thing. Would it really be so bad for him to spend some time with her? It's not as if she's asking her to marry him or something. Not that she wanted to, Envy isn't looking at him at that moment.
"Well, I'm going to need someone to help me with this, as I've never been to a fundraiser before." Folding her arms behind her head, she turns, and makes a mad dash for it. Hastily she knew her next Class is in the opposite direction. It's Mustangs, but she doesn't really feel like going to class. Trying to ignore her inflamed face, she finds herself suddenly stopping.
A small smile, made its way to her face, its shaky, hesitant, a very extreme rarity, its been a while since she felt the need to smile.