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I banged my head against the desk as Hoenheim walked in. Figures he would teach history, I thought bitterly. Gee, I wonder if we'll get another student that happens to look, act, and be named after a Fullmetal character. Oh, what sweet irony was laid upon me as Hoenheim told us we would be getting two more new students and they would be sitting in front of me. Pfft, I thought jokingly. It would hilarious if they were Ed and Al. Damn my smart-ass mind.
Edward and Alphonse Elric walked in, both seeming a little nervous. I shook my head and chuckled bitterly. Oh, I can already tell this what a great day this is gonna turn out to be.
"Well, class, these are the Elric brothers," said Hoenheim. "Alphonse is actually younger than everyone here, but because of his genius mind, he was able to skip a few grades."
Alphonse blushed a bit as Hoenheim bragged about his "genius" to the class. Avalon smiled at Edward and I raised an eyebrow at her, giving her a questioning what-the-hell-are-you-trying-to-do-to-one-of-favorite-anime-characters-dumbass look and yes, it is quite possible to give one of those looks. She replied with a he-is-fricking-hot-and-he-is-so-mine look. I mouthed "slut" at her and she mouthed back, "only with the best."
We kept up the silent conversation until we saw Ed and Al walking towards us. Avalon batted her eyelashes and smiled seductively at a blushing Ed. They both sat in front of us and Avalon instantly started flirting with Ed with stupid little heart shaped notes.
I whispered over to Avalon, "If you're willing to use your big guns on Ed, why not try to score with Ling or Greed?"
She whispered back, "That's because I want to respect your territory."
I purposely said a little too loudly, knowing full well what would happen ounce I said it, "Gee, Avalon, if you like Edward, you must have a shorty complex or something."
"WHO DID YOU CALL SO SHORT THAT YOU NEED A MICROSCOPE TO LOOK AT HIM?!" shrieked an enraged Ed. I smiled to myself as I watched Al restrain Ed and Avalon try to calm him down. I found it especially funny when Ed shut up once Avalon gave him her phone number and a quick peck on the cheek.
Soon after, the bell rang and we headed for lunch. But before I got to the usual lunch tables, someone grabbed me from behind, muffled my protesting cries, and dragged me to the back of the school. Soon, they had me pinned against the wall and I was facing a lustful-eyed Greed.
"Greed," I said glumly. "What could you possibly want from the girl who crushed your balls with her sheer weight?"
He chuckled a bit and shook his head. Then, He smiled evilly at me and licked his lips. He then proceeded in attempting to take my shirt off. It took me I bit to realize his intentions. Shit, I thought. Shit, shit, shit. No way in hell is he going to see me without my shirt. I struggled against his solid grasp, trying desperately to break free. No such luck.
"Hey, there, Marie," he said as if he weren't sexually assaulting me. "It'll only hurt if you struggle. Besides, I have to make you mine before Ling does, the sneaky bastard."
"That doesn't make any sense!" I protested. "Why are you calling him a sneaky bastard if you're the one trying to rape me?!"
"I won't go that far, love," he said, as if teasing me. "At least, not yet. I'm only, how do you put it, marking my territory. But tell me, have you really not noticed the way Ling acts around you? I mean, come on, you'd have to be blind and deaf not to."
I stopped struggling for a bit to think about it. Wait, he can't be right, I thought and shook my head. There's no way in hell he would like me. I mean, I'm hideous. And besides, he's an anime character! Can he even feel that way about someone outside of the anime? My thoughts were soon interrupted by Greed, the cheeky jerk.
"Whoa, wait," he said as if he just figured something out. I glared at him the best I could, but I hardly doubt that did anything. In fact, I think it strengthened his resolution. I lowered my head to face the ground, ashamed of my weakness. He lifted my chin and stared at me with sincere concern, which surprised me. "You do know that he, no, we think you're the most gorgeous girl in the world right? I mean, the first time he saw you he nudged me and whispered 'do I look ok?' I mean, take a good look at yourself darlin' cause that's what everyone else is doing."
I blushed and looked down at the ground. Why is he talking like this to me? I thought, my face turning even redder as I felt his soul-searching gaze blaze into me. Was he ever this nice in the anime? I heard Greed sigh and I saw him reach into his pocket and pull out a small mirror. He lifted my chin once more and held the mirror to my face. I looked at the girl staring back at me and all her features. Her glasses, long dark blond hair, the rough texture of her skin, and her eye were all mine. And I hated all of them. So why does Greed look at me like he loves my features?
"Shut up," I said, my eyes getting watery. "Don't give some stupid shit about how pretty I am when I know damn well how disgusting I look. I've had to listen to my family's idiotic banters about how I should be more confident in my fat-ass self. I'm sick of it all so just shut up. This is all some stupid dare between you and Ling to see which one of you can make me look the dumbest, believe me when I say it's happened before. So just leave me alone."
Greed let me go and I fell to the ground on my butt. He walked over and sat next to me. I rested my head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arm around me. I sniffed a bit and he wiped away my tears. He kissed my forehead gently and sighed.
"You know," he said in a soft voice. "I bet all your problems would go away if you were dating me. Because then you wouldn't have to be around some that tells you you're pretty and not mean it."
I laughed a little and shuffled closer.
"I might just consider it."
We were soon interrupted by my friend Izara who came running around the corner with a panicked look on her face.
"You guys!" She said while jogging up to us. "This is no time for cuddling! If we're late for P.E. Mr. Armstrong will take off his shirt again!"
I groaned and Greed laughed.
Maybe this won't be such a peaceful year after all.
