A few days to a week later, Izumi was stomping on 'that thing's' face, just outside of her house.

"When will you get it through your useless skull!?!?" She shouted. "I." STOMP! "Don't." STOMP! "Want." STOMP! "You." STOMP! "Here!!" STOMP!

She soon backed off, watching him stand up, just grinning again. He decided it best not to buy new glasses before returning to her again. This was a good choice on his part, for they would be inside of his eyes, about now, if he did. "Tell me why you get so angry upon seeing me, or, as I could guess, even hearing about me?" He still grinned.

"Isn't it obvious?!" She just glared FLAMES OF DEATH into his face, not giving any other answer but that. "JUST LEAVE!!"

"No, not that." He chuckled. "I meant the *real* reason."

"What?" She gave an irritated look, not knowing what he meant.

He just went and said it. "You want me don't you?" Then got thrown across the world, and into a tree. Sliding down said tree, he watched the speck that was Izumi, far far away, go back to doing her chores. "Oh, she so wants me."

Soon after standing to his feet again, he began picking out about a million slivers, while walking right back to her house, going in for attempt number fifty-eight-thousand. He wasn't sure how many tries he's done so far, but it might be somewhere around there.

This time around, he got within twenty meters of her, and he felt the next round of attempted-murder about to begin. And it did begin as she charged furiously towards him, but it did not last for more than two seconds, this time around. He frowned as he watched her collapse before him, coughing out her innards like once before. She could barely move, and only stood there on her hands and knees, panting.

"Uum.. Izumi...? You doing alright there?" He had no idea what to do. He just stood there. Dummy.

Izumi coughed once more, then struggled to use her voice. "... why.. are you still here? Why do you keep coming back?"

He wouldn't lie to her, nor to himself. So he just outright said it. "Well... because I'm in love!" He smiled, kneeling before her. ... and then.. there was silence. And crickets.... And more crickets. Chirp. Chirp. Chirp.

Later that day, they sat.. and for once... they were talking. TALKING. Like normal people. NORMAL PEOPLE. The world would probably end in the next few moments, but for now, they enjoyed life, and a little conversation while sitting on the ground. Though, it didn't stay normal for very long. Okay maybe the world wasn't going to end after all.

"You do know I'm married, right?" Izumi glared at Greed, like usual.

"Yes." Greed blinked.

"Then why do you keep coming back?"

"Now were at the beginning again." He grinned in amusement.

"You do know I'm not going to accept you!" Her voice raised. "No matter what you say, or do!"

"I know!" He scratched his head. "I can't help myself though! My chest aches so badly! I wanted to see you and your complete hotness again!" Aaaand she punched him. This time, he didn't use his shield, so her fingers weren't broke, but his face stung. He just chuckled, grinning again.

"Even if I wasn't married, you're too damn messed up for my tastes!" She continued her glaring.

"How so?"

"Normal people give flowers as a gift." She explained, her voice softening. "Or food, or letters, as a token of love." Then her eyebrows bent again, as she roared. "Not their bloody, dripping, DETACHED ARMS!"

"Oh yeah.." He chuckled, remembering. "You said you wanted them, though. Didn't it make you happy?" He chuckled again.

"No!" More glaring.

He just continued laughing. "Oh well. It was fun seeing the look on your face, though!" He then got booted over again, and then was on his side. Izumi hastily standing up and walking away. They basically got nowhere.

Later, the Homunculus showed himself the way off of her property. Sparing the lady the effort of kicking him off, herself. Izumi went back to her chores, but as she did, she watched him walk away with his hands in his pockets.

That's when she caught herself. She was staring! Damn! Why? She spent much of the rest of the day trying to figure out the reason behind her gawking. She tended to her chores, completed them, then sat. Thinking. And thinking. Crickets chirping. Then it hit her. More crickets chirped. Damn annoying crickets.

Greed thought to himself for a little while, as well, while walking on his way back to the remains of the Devil's Nest. He hoped he could pick up a trail that led him to his hired chimeras that might start from there. He was lost in thought on his way there. Which was somewhat rare for him now... or very rare, actually. He hated being lost in thought after all he had was thoughts back when he was locked up. He wanted not to think now, and let instict take over, but today was not the case. His now-rare thought process took over his brain. It was so rare, and un-practiced in fact, that this is how it went: 'Why do I like her? ............... rice is great............ Boobs. ................. Cats have sharp claws.................. where was I? Oh yes. Why do I like her? ........................ boobs. Girls have them. All girls have them! They are nice. But why are her's special? .............................. I have just walked into a tree.' He cussed aloud and glared at the tree in front of him. He wasn't hurt, just annoyed. He should not be looking at the ground while walking. He decided to free his brain from the merciless grasp of thinking and started tree-and-building-jumping (or as Al would put it, 'flying').

That night, or the next day, or whenever it was, Izumi was speaking about this matter to her husband.

"It was because..." She said, speaking in guilt. "... no matter what I did, or what I said, he wouldn't even scratch me. He even stopped defending himself with that weird shield of his after a while."

Sig just sat there with all his chunkiness, causing an imbalance to the couch so his wife was sitting much higher on it at her end than usual, and listened to her.

"He kept coming back again and again. Yes, he is greedy. That is his name after all... but so much effort for just one woman, when what a ... THING like him would really want is multitudes of women? Bleck."

"Roast beef." Replied Sig, finally. "5 dollars pe- err.. Sorry. It's a habit." He didn't have much to say. Izumi stared at him. He stared back. There was a staring contest for the next little while, but then, the big man stood up, and threw off his shirt. All of a sudden, out of nowhere, sparkles appeared, and he flexed like there was no tomorrow. Izumi just stared with stars in her eyes. "Don't look so surprised, I learned from the master!" A flashback in his mind appeared of Armstrong showing off his prized family heirloom of bulky muscles, and pink sparkles.

Izumi forgot allll about Greed.

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