Title: The Eighth Deadly Sin

Summary: Squeal to Solemn Deceit. Ed now has to deal with Al dating Winry and not seeing him often for they're both state alchemists. AlWinish and a little Winry bashing

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Word count: 729

A/N: I started this chapter on Thursday and finished it today. I had totally forgotten about the Vday update for this fic until a couple days before writing and even then the only reason I could write it on Thursday is 'cause we had no school thus meaning no homework. And Friday I was beyond distracted, and most of yesterday just flew by without a thought. And I really need to be working on my other fics......this MAY go on hiatus for a bit. Further explanation in the other Author's Note.

Notes: ok, in the last chapter I said Roy came by in the morning. I lied. It was late afternoon/early evening and the boys had been asleep for a few hours. They went to bed again after Roy left. They were tired ^w^"

The Eighth Deadly Sin

Sloth [slawth or slohth]

Noun: habitual disinclination to exertion; indolence; laziness

Ed tossed and turned on his bed. He just couldn't believe he had given into lust the night before. He knew he needed to get into the office and get a mission or something, he really did, but right now, he really didn't feel like it.

Ed rolls his head to the side, watching Al get dressed with a small smile on his face that he quickly hides with a yawn when al turns back to look at him.

"Good morning, brother," He says smiling brightly. Did he really feel not shame? He was the one that cheated on his girlfriend (and no matter how he denied it he knew Al felt that way for her at least slightly). But then again the blonde was feeling enough guilt for the two of them so he then decided not to worry about it.

"G'morning to you too," Ed manages to mumble stretching and sitting up eyeing his suitcase. He didn't feel like digging for clothes in his suitcase either. Today was going to lag and completely suck. I slide off the bed and to my feet as Al walks to the door.

"I'm going to make breakfast, you get dressed," Al's ever present smile turns from beaming to something softer. Loving. Too bad Ed felt too shitty after last night, otherwise he may've returned the expression.

"Kay," he said instead trudging over to his suitcase. Al didn't close the door behind himself, but he didn't need too. Ed pulls out the first of everything he needs to be decent and throws them on. Boxers. Pants. Shirt. He yawns as he reaches to pull his hair back with the hair tie he retrieved from the bed. It's a miracle he could find it.

The sluggish blonde wanders into the kitchen where Al set out two plates of eggs and toast (one for each of them) and they eat silently. Not a weighted silence, nor a deafening silence, just silence, not comfortable or uncomfortable, just there. They finish eating and put the plates in the sink before walking out the door together. The day was going to be long, Ed knew. He was probably going to have to do paperwork that Roy put off to last second. Life's fucked, then you die.

Sure enough, upon arriving in the offices and reporting in Ed was given paper wok and Al was sent on another mission. The mission could take weeks so Ed would just have to deal with himself. The blonde, with a huge stack of papers, goes over to his desk. it happened to be the same one he had before, so it was comfortable and familiar. He settles down with the papers, only scanning them over briefly, not wanting to do anything, yet bored out of his mind.

Halfway though the day, stack of papers, and a conversation with someone over his faked suicide (seriously he just needed to send a memo) Ed got called into Roy's office. The blonde flops down in the chair on the opposite side of the desk as the Colonel propping his feet up on the desk, rude as always. There was silence for a few minutes before Ed raises his eyebrow.

"And you called me in for...?" He prompts. Roy shakes his head slightly.

"When I came by yesterday...." Roy trails off. He didn't wan to say it, not really.

"When I told you the story," Ed nods with the continued prompt.

"You took a while to get the door and Al had the sheet around him." Roy was a ladies man, sure. But when it came to two brothers, no matter who you were talking to, the talk of their sexual relationship was always danced around. It was unavoidable.

Ed lets his shoulders sag. He rolls his eyes suppressing a chuckle, but keeps the amused smirk. "Yes Colonel, we had had sex. What about it?"

Roy shakes his head slightly. "I'm still trying to get used to the idea of you two being together....like that."

Ed lets this chuckle come out. "If all you want is to know about my love life, wait until Al comes back and ask us both at the same time. Right now, don't you want me to finish the documents so Hawkeye doesn't yell at you?"

"True," Roy says. "Get back to work Fullmetal. I can wait a week."

A/N: sort as hell, I know I'm sorry. I'm also sorry that I lied saying I'd try to update 'fore Valentines day. It didn't even cross my mind. And Sorry once again for Roy and Edd being OOC, it's just in the manga they're pretty civil to each other so....it's hard, ya know?

As for the Hiatus thing. I'm sorry, I'm halfway through letting myself collapse into depression (again though you guys don't know that story) and I don't want this to get that depressing. When I'm depressed, I'm depressed, and my writing reflects it. So....yeah. may go on Hiatus. That'll be decided within a two week range (my birthday's in exactly two weeks and I normally update for my Bday) if I don't update within those two weeks, it's probably on a hiatus. Besides, the manga's about to end, Neways.

Sorry guys.

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