A/N: Hey peoples. I know it's been a very long while since I last posted. At first it was due to a bunch of end of the year tests and projects, then my little plot bunny thought that it would be fun to sneak off and took me forever to find the darn thing, and then my laptop chose to just go completely afritz! But in the end it's all really due to my really bad habit of procrastinating...so...yeah. I'm sorry for the wait and I'll definitely work on my time management for future stories. But enough of this, on to the chappie! Thank you all for being so patient and waiting X3

Roy was pissed.He was angry, enraged, upset, furious, resentful, and just all around not happy.

It had felt like forever before Roy had finally caught up to Edward and Envy. Even then, he'd almost ran right past the alley they were in. The only reason he knew both boys were there at all was because of the shouting. The horrible sound of angry, possessive shouting that, Roy knew, could only come from Envy.

As he turned into the alley Roy watched as the green haired teen through the little blonde to the ground, straddle his stomach, and began to vigorously assault the boy's angelic face with his fists. He saw more tears slip through Ed's red-rimmed, golden orbs and slide down his already wet cheeks. Then Roy saw nothing, nothing but the red rage burning so very deep inside him. Before even he knew it Roy had knocked a pretty surprised Envy off Edward's front and began swinging his own fists at the damn palm tree.

Even when caught off guard, Envy was fast and managed to dodge every one of Roy's angrily launched blows flawlessly. He had yet, however, to make any effort to fight back. This boosted Roy's chance for an actual hit. Hits he wasn't actually getting due to his blinding hatred for the other boy clouding all logical thought. This little game of "Punch and Duck" could've gone on quite a bit longer if it weren't for the injured blonde laying a few feet away.

Edward knew his mistake, and regretted it the second the name slipped past his lips.

As soon as he shouted "Roy!", the ebony haired teen ceased his blind punches as he snapped his attention to Edward. The ire, clearly, leaving the other's expression. Envy saw the softness in the older teen's demeanor, and the look of pure anguish on his little blonde pipsqueak's face. Now it was his turn to be pissed off. Taking advantage of the other's momentary distraction, Envy landed a swift, powerful, right-legged kick to to Roy's jaw, forcing him to the ground.

Seeing this, Edward's breath hitched, and he tried to find the strength to help. Despite his efforts the pain proved too much. Knowing that he would only be a burden at this point, Ed was forced to merely watch the scene unfold.

Envy had caught Ed's attempt, and he leered at him. Oh, he could have some fun with this. He, then, turned his attention back to Roy who was now sitting up, but still on the ground. He'd take care of that.

In the blink of an eye Envy was in front of Roy again. His foot once again connecting with the other's face. This set the boy flying a few feet back.

"Roy," the green-haired teen said in a tone that, in any other situation, would be used to greet and old friend or loved one, and a smile that managed to look childish and deadly at the same time. "So nice of you to join us," this statement was followed by another, swift kick to the ebony-haired boy's gut. Envy, then, kneeled down to grab the dazed boy by his hair, bringing him to eye level.

"Although I can almost guarantee that Edward is far more happy to see you than I am right now," he spat.

"Envy," Edward spoke up through gritted teeth,"just leave him alone, he isn't part of this!"

At this Envy scoffed at this, "Of course he is, Pipsqueak, now pipe down," he turned his attention back to Roy, "the big kids are talking now."

Suddenly, Roy felt his face collide with the concrete ground, and he could swear he had felt a few hairs leave his head.

Still stuck in place, Edward noticeably winced as he watched his ex-boyfriend threw his crush face-first to the ground. He knew how that felt, and he knew Roy would be feeling that tomorrow.

If he lives that long.

As much as Ed hated to admit it to himself, he knew that the little voice in the back of his mind spoke the truth. He knew that, if this kept up, Roy wouldn't last much longer. Filled with an overpowering sense of fear for Roy, and an even bigger urge to help him, Ed hefted himself off the ground.

Alerted by the little blonde's sudden movements, Envy once again veered his attention from Roy's fallen form to Edward's. When Ed began limping towards him,he began to chuckle, a low foreign sound that seemed out of place coming from the green-haired one's mouth. The chuckling escalated laughter, as if he had been told the funniest joke he'd ever heard. Envy just stood there and laughed, and laughed, and laughed. That was all Roy could hear from his position, was Envy's laughter. When, abruptly the laughing stopped.

Gathering strength from his aching body and looked up from the ground. To say what he saw shocked him would be a very large understatement. There, a mere foot away from where he lay now, Edward stood upright. His right arm out in front of him straining against the palm of Envy's hand which seemed to have just caught the small blonde's fist before it collided with his face. Roy was filled with raw surprise, awe, and admiration.

These feelings, however, were very short lived when Envy, the flexible bastard, brought one of his legs up to deliver a nimble blow to the beautiful blonde's head. Bringing him back to the ground.

"So, you want some more, hmm? Always the little attention whore, eh Pipsqueak?"

Envy proceed to kick Edward until his body was knocked into one of the alley's brick walls. Then he picked the blonde up by the stubborn braid with had somehow stayed in tact through all of this, and brought him, once again, back first onto the wall.

"Although," Envy said in an eerily playful voice, "I gotta say; I haven't seen this side of you in awhile, Pipsqueak." As he said this the hand that wasn't holding the little blonde by his golden locks started to move. The pale limb slid up under Edward's shirt causing him to shiver in disgust. Envy began to speak once more, this time leaning down to Ed's ear.

"I don't think I've ever wanted you more," he whispered, "Come on, let's show Roy who you really belong to."

At that moment, Envy's hand had made it to Ed's chest and progressed to pinch one of his nipples right as her began to lick the shell of the ear he was previously whispering in. All poor Ed could do was gasp a quiet "No" and try weakly to push the stronger boy away.

Roy saw all of this unfold from his position on the ground. For the first few words he could only stare in silent surprise, but was brought back to the situation when he heard Edward refuse the advances and saw him try to push the other away. He could see where this was going. Edward, Roy's beloved Edward was being raped...right in front of him. And he was useless to help.

Oh hell no!

The rage, and anger from before had returned. Powered by the fierce drive to save and protect the one who meant most to him in all the world, Roy rose, much like the fabled phoenix, and boy did he fly. Unlike when Edward moved to help Roy only moments before, Roy charged. Easily knocking Envy off of Ed's body once more, and now knocking him to the ground.

The scene of Envy sitting on top of Edward's chest was now being re enacted. This time with Roy sitting on top of a noticeably shaken Envy's torso. Roy's thighs now trapping Envy's arms to his sides. Now it was Roy mercilessly throwing angry punches at Envy's face. The green haired teen was screaming with every precisioned blow.

Red, iron smelling, liquid coated Roy's fists and still he kept throwing powerful punches. Even when the screaming ceased, he continued. He punched, and punched, and punched, and punched, and stopped. Stopped because a quiet, familiar and broken sounding "T-that's enough. It's over now..."

Two creamy-colored arms were circled around his chest. Roy, also felt something bury itself in the juncture where his shoulder met his neck. It was Edward, and he was crying. Roy could feel the tears seeping through his shirt. That wasn't all.

For the first time since he started, Roy noticed all the red stains. On all over his shirt, all over his fists, all over Envy's face. Had he done that?