Theme 22: Cradle
"Funny," she said as she cradled his hand in between hers, "I can hear a pulse but you don't have a heart."
He snaked his arms around her, her pillow getting knocked off the bed in the process, and he pulled her to him so that her ear was against his chest. Directly over where his heart would have been. His legs wrapped around hers, locking her against him. "I don't have a heart, but the philosopher's stone still needs a way to travel through my body. What you're calling a "pulse" is just the stone gushing through my veins."
"Then how does it travel through your veins? What pushes it?" Winry tilted her head back in an attempt to look at his face. An attempted that proved itself to be futile, so she just buried her face into his hard chest.
"My body doesn't need a pump; the stone just flows through me." He said with that humans-are-so-pathetic-and-stupid tone arrogantly placed in his voice. She could picture the smirk that always came with that tone on his face.
She inspected his arm, turning it over and analyzing it with a critical eye. "But wouldn't you love to know how it flows. There's no way that it just does like you said. There has to be a reason."
"Not really. I don't strive for answers like you humans. It only leads to bad endings. Take the pipsqueak and the tin can as an example. Humans are always doing stupid things for answers. You humans are just so stupid, ya' know."
"Yes I know. So stupid that we're able to bring you homunculi into existence." Winry said, her voice crossing the line from monotone to sarcastic as she spoke.
"So smart that you bring wretched beings like me into existence."
"I thought you saw yourself on a higher level. But now that your existence brings proof of human intelligence, you're done stroking your ego?" Winry laughed.
"Most humans or all humans for this matter usually don't have very many pleasant things to say about my being here and alive. And I enjoy killing humans. It's really stupid of them to create something that they don't appreciate and turns around and kills them. That move wasn't very smart on their part."
Winry rolled her eyes. He was talking circles around himself again. But not only that, he was also referring to himself as just a part of Father. He wasn't acknowledging the fact that he also had the soul of a human that had been pulled out from the other side of the gate. But then again, he never did acknowledge this fact.
"Takes a while to get something right; the scientist just screwed up when they made Father." Even if he wasn't going to say that he had been a normal individual that had been twisted with a homunculus' envy, didn't mean she wasn't. "If perfection is what you want, you'll realize that it's very hard to find."
"Yes, but creating Father was just too big of a mistake." Envy said paying no attention to her last comment.
"You and every other homunculus," she grumbled. She was done arguing. There was no way she would be able to convince him. He was too stubborn. She would knock some intelligence into him tomorrow with her wrench; once she was more awake. "You're a hypocrite, you' know."
Envy smiled against her hair. "And how is that?"
She snuggled up against his hard body, which consist solely of bone and hard, compacted muscle, and soon fell asleep; leaving him no answer to his last question.
Envy felt her breath ticking his chest in a rhythmic pattern as indication that she had fallen asleep, and scowled. She always left him with unanswered questions. And if he tried to ask later, he would just be told to figure it out himself.
He ran his fingers through her hair studying it, wondering how it could be such a beautiful color. It was like a fountain of pale gold.
"I don't need to find perfection, I already have, and now it's mine." Envy pulled her tighter against his chest. Cradling her against him like a child and their favorite teddy bear.
He always made sure she was asleep before he said such things. In daylight all he ever told her were her faults. By moonlight she was treasured.
Hypocrite.
A/N: I have a question to ask Envy and Winry fans. Most fanfics that I find out there that are EnWin are in reference to the 2003 anime, not Brotherhood or the original manga. But most people seem to know and have read or watched the original manga's plotline. So why write in the 2003 anime's plotline? Were Envy and Winry cannon in that or something? I'm really confused because I write according to manga and most fanfics seem to go under the manga's original plotline. So why are Envy and Winry always put in the world of the first anime? Please answer.
Who thinks "the stone gushing through my veins" is a really odd sentence?
Thanks to blackcatneko999 for your reviews.
