A/N: I hate that I don't get to update this story often. I really love this story. Mostly because its one of my favorite pairing. But most people love my other story, Rukia's Curiosity. I have no problem with that story, I love writing it, but I love writing for this story better. Enjoy

Disclaimer: Don't own FMA, just the plot of this story.

Chapter 4: The Morning After.

I woke up to the view of black hair and the feeling of something around my waist. I sat up, making the form clinging to me shuffle, and saw that the person gripping me was my little pet: Wrath. He looked so peaceful sleeping with his arms around my waist and breathing softly. I could feel each breath on my side, the warmth made me shiver a little. I was still trying to wake up fully, so I just sat back and admired Wrath's beauty.

After a few minutes of me admiring him, Wrath stirred awake, his eyes still trying to focus when he looked up at me. He smiled at me as a lover, and pet, should. (A/N: I honestly don't know how a pet smiles at his master, but it just sounded right)

"Morning, Master." Wrath said, still sounding like he was asleep.

"Good morning, my pet." I responded with a gentle smile. I leaned forward to give Wrath a morning kiss. I captured his lips with mine, feeling his smooth skin against mine drove me crazy. I eventually broke the kiss.

"We can't fuck all the time." I told him. He looked disappointed, but he knew not to back-talk me. I got off the bed and headed towards the bathroom. Once I was finished, I went back to my room, and was welcomed with the sight of Wrath trying out his bed I set up for him.

"Like it?" I asked, surprising him a little. I guess he didn't hear me come in.

"Yes! Very much, Master." He never forgot that Master thing. It didn't matter to me whether he called me Master or not, just as long as he knew who was boss.

"Glad to hear it." And I left it at that. I just sat in a chair and watched him lay in the little bed. I got a black one to match his hair. And the nameplate was pure gold. Good thing I didn't pay for it, it would have cost a human thousands. "Let's go get something to eat."

"Ok!" he said, clearly still happy about the little bed. I looked like something for a giant cat, but Wrath seemed to like it, so I didn't say anything. We walked down to the kitchen, meeting Greed on the way (This takes place before Greed died) and he looked at us funny. Probably because Wrath was close enough to hug my leg, and that he was still wearing the collar I gave him with his name on it. Good thing it was only his name, cause if it had what was written on his bed, the other sins wouldn't get off my back about it.

"Where'd you get that collar, kid?" Greed asked in that charismatic voice of his.

"I had it made!" Wrath answered. Good answer, because Greed would've given me hell if he knew I gave it to him. Not that I'm afraid of him, but it would be a pain in the ass.

"Nice, keep the greediness up kid." Greed called as we left him for the kitchen. Greed really lived up to his name. We arrived at the kitchen to the smell of pancakes. Sloth was at the stove with a skillet and spatula in hand. Sloth was truly the motherly type, I despise that the Fullmetal Pipsqueak had a mother like this and not me. But with that motherly cooking, she also had motherly hearing.

"What was that noise last night you two?" she asked, making me freeze in my tracks. Damn her. She was a full floor down from us, how could she hear? I had to make something up quick.

"Wrath was in my room, so I had to beat him around a little." Which wasn't entirely false.

"Is that so?" Sloth said, doubt dripping off her words. Wrath tried to help.

"Yeah, I was in Envy's room when I shouldn't have been, I even have the bruises to prove it."Good little Wrath. Helping out Master like a good pet. And he did have bruises, but I knew he loved receiving them. To him, they must be like medals of honor.

"That's not good Wrath, you shouldn't be in other people's rooms without their permission." Sloth lectured in a motherly tone.

"Next time I'll ask." Wrath said apologetically. I noticed he could be a great actor when the time calls for it.

"You better, Wrath. Cause next time it's going to be more than just bruises." I hope that sounded convincing. I then saw Sloth glance down at Wrath's neck, noticing the collar.

"Where did you get that, sweetie?" She asked innocently.

"I had it made yesterday. I got the jeweler guy to make one with my name on it." Wrath explained.

"As long as you like it." Sloth responded and left it at that and returned to cooking.

"So what's for breakfast, Sloth?" I asked, already knowing what was to eat.

"Pancakes and Red Water." She said. Mmm. I loved pancakes red water. Even though we didn't need to eat human food like pancakes, we enjoyed the taste just like a human would. We may not be human, but we do have a sense of taste and we enjoyed good food just like a human would. I was wondering where Lust and Gluttony were. Gluttony was probably out to get something big to eat out in Amestris, and Greed had probably already eaten the first batch, that greedy bastard. Lust was starting to worry me. Then it hit me. A possible reason why I hadn't seen Lust this morning.

Lust's room was right next door to ours.

A/N: Cliffies are a good spot to stop at. It keeps you coming back for more. Sorry, but Cliffys are a part of serializations.

What will Lust do? Has she heard Wrath and Envy's sex? Those questions will be answered in the next chapter.

Please review, I don't get a lot from this story and I always love the ones I do get.