Dirty Little Secrets
Maa! I'm sorry, I'm such a procrastinator when it comes to updating… u.u;;;
Yeah, the main reason I'm updating now (besides you guys, of course!) is because I've been smack talking myself into updating all week... n.n;;;
Oh, yes, Sam needs a life. XD
Anyway… I'm considering putting the lemon in the next chapter, possibly the chapter after that…
I'll put that in the footer, too, because I want to know all the input you guys have to give when it comes to that. Kay? Kay.
On with the show!
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Alphonse sighed as they walked into the apartment which was now going to accommodate four people, instead of the intended two. He and Wrath had just spent the past half-an-hour or so walk from the hospital to the complex in which they were staying listening to Envy and Ed bicker. Envy, trying to make sure that Ed didn't over stimulate himself (though, if that fiasco back in the hospital room were any indication, he'd need a lot more stimulation than walking to tire him out) was trying to get Edward to allow him to carry him the remainder of the way to the apartment, and Edward was vehemently denying the fact that he needed help.
In the end, of course, Envy had won out, and as Alphonse opened the door, Envy carried the none-too-happy Edward to his (okay, their) bed and lay him down. Edward crossed his arms huffily and turned his head, stubbornly looking at the wall and refusing to make eye-contact with the homunculus, who was standing over him and smirking. Golden eyes threw the Sin a glare.
"What the hell's so funny…" Ed growled. Envy just shrugged and walked across the room, took Wrath by the arm, and led him down the hall to begin showing him around. Alphonse went off to make dinner. Though Envy didn't have to eat, it didn't stop him from doing so, and he had taken a liking to Alphonse's cooking since the moment he tasted it. In fact, he usually consumed quite a bit, which had caused Ed to dub him Gluttony. The nickname only lasted a day, however, since Envy returned with a slew of short comments that would've put Roy to shame. Alphonse secretly hoped that Wrath wasn't the same way, because they were having to buy a massive amount of groceries as it were with just Ed around, and since Envy had arrived it had doubled.
Meanwhile, Envy was getting Wrath settled in Alphonse's room, as Al had been kind enough to offer Wrath board there. There was also the fact that Envy and Ed refused to allow anyone else room with them. Envy claimed it was because he was afraid that Wrath would accidentally squish Ed while they were sleeping, and Ed responded that if Envy didn't take up so much room on the bed, he wouldn't have to worry about the possibility of getting squished; Envy retorted that if Ed wanted more room he should grow enough to take up some more space. Ed was unable to come up with a retort after that, and simply resorted to jumping on the Homunculus's back and trying to seemingly gnaw his hair off. However, after Wrath likened the scene to a spider monkey climbing a palm tree, the previous argument was forgotten, and Wrath… Well, Wrath was lucky to get home in one piece. And he owed Alphonse his immortal life.
Envy, having finished his "job" as a host of sorts, and smelling Alphonse's cooking, made his way back through the hall to the kitchen. As he passed his and Ed's shared room, he peeked in to see Ed, facing away from the door, unwrapping the wounds to inspect the stitching (the doctors had, thankfully, been able to stitch up the wounds before he woke up. They had not, unfortunately, been able to check on the condition of their patient before the tranquilizer wore off…), grimacing as his fingers traced over the wiry thread that held the skin together. Envy paused in the doorway to give Ed time to notice him. When he didn't, Envy walked over to the bed, leaning over to whisper, "You know, they wrapped them for a reason," in Ed's ear. Ed jumped and fell off the bed. Envy, snickering, took the recently vacated space and leaned over to grin lazily at the now-disgruntled alchemist.
"Stop that!" Ed growled, glaring at the grinning Sin. Envy pouted, then shrugged and got up, heading toward the door, through which was wafting the pleasant scent of Al's cooking. As he passed by through the living room (or, rather, the pathetic excuse for a den), a movement outside the window caught his eye. Somewhat hesitantly, he made his way to the darkened pane and looked out. He opened the window and searched as far as his exceptional eyesight would allow.
Noticing nothing out of the ordinary did little to nothing to quell his unease. As he began to lift himself through the opening to further ease his sudden burning sense of foreboding, Alphonse announced that dinner was ready, and he paused. Food… or a sense of security… Food… Security… Food… Sec-- Foooooooooood… And with that final thought, he dropped back to the floor and shut the window, latching it, though a niggling voice at the back of his mind murmured Perhaps that lock won't do any good…? Envy swiftly silenced it and made his way, albeit slowly, to the table, where Ed already sat, impatient with hunger, and Wrath stood, looking on uncertainly. Envy ushered the younger Sin to a chair and sat down, helping himself to an impossible amount of food.
"Jeez, you sure you were named after the right sin?" Wrath asked teasingly. There was sudden and immediate silence at the table. Edward looked on eagerly, wondering if Envy would react as calmly as he had previously, or if he would just haul off and chuck a knife at Wrath's head. After all, it wouldn't do any lasting damage, right…? Alphonse looked for the nearest towel with which he could clean the impending mess. Wrath raised an eyebrow and looked curiously at Edward, which was definitely not a smart thing on his behalf. The moment his head turned, a generous portion of mashed potatoes flew at the unsuspecting Sin, catching him full on the side of the face and generously coating his cheek, ear, and hair. Wrath froze.
The silence that permeated the room seemed to stretch on forever.
Edward was the first to recover, at first lightly snickering, then chuckling, then full out laughing at the potato coated Sin. Alphonse was next, who tried to at least have the courtesy to hide his laughter, but ended up failing miserably. Envy just gave him a satisfied smirk. Wrath waited until Ed was done laughing his arse off to pose a question.
"So… I take it you've made the mistake of asking that?"
Ed grinned. "Yeah, but I only got an earful of short comments. I mean, jeez…," he looked Wrath over, and again burst into laughter. Wrath simply shook his head and began digging the potatoes out of his ear.
Other than that incident, the remainder of the dinner passed quite uneventfully, and Alphonse left the table with one more addict to his food. Internally, he sighed, ruefully noting that this would mean more money spent at the store each trip…
As the others began turning in for the night, Envy made sure he stayed within eyesight of the window. As Alphonse went to turn off the lamp in the living room, he noticed Envy, sitting in an armchair, facing the window.
"Envy?"
The Sin turned to face him.
"Are you okay?"
Envy cast one last look at the window, the swiftly stood, walking over to Alphonse and turning out the light for him.
"I'm fine, why do you ask?"
"Well, it's just that you've been a bit quiet since dinner…"
"Just thinking too much is all," the Homunculus said, waving a hand dismissively and walking toward his and Ed's room. He opened the door and was greeted with the sight of, yet another, pitch black and seemingly blank window. Envy, having never felt anything near nervousness before, was a bit unnerved by the sudden lurch his stomach decided to do, and quickly slunk over to the window, drawing the curtains, then joined Ed in bed, easily shifting himself into his pajamas as he did so. He curled up against the alchemist's smaller form and sighed, grinning to himself as a pair of mismatched arms wound around him. The instant he closed his eyes, he was asleep.
Outside the window, the lanky, spiky-haired form of Greed looked upon the now curtain-covered window of Envy and Ed's room. His shark-like grin glinted in the bright moonlight as he devised a plot that would finally place Envy where he believed he belonged-- six feet under, for good.
Hey, man, don't diss the crappy ending! It's the best I've got for it being so late… (Okay, so it's only 9:30, but consider the fact that I get up at 5:00 am and I don't get to go to sleep tonight until my rough draft for English is done. -.- Woo.)
Sorry that I've taken forever to update! I've been meaning to, but every time I sat down, I blanked, sooo…
Yeah, it's kinda hard to write with nothing to go on.
n.n Anyway, we all know what the next chapter is, so… Yep yep, expect the rating to go up! Maa, and, as usual, comments, criticism, complaints, and compliments are welcomed. (Maybe I should give a prize to the first flame? O.o I really kinda want one… C'mon, tell me how much you hate me! O.O)
Ja, mata!
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