A/N: Why is it that the further I get in a fanfic, I lose the motivation to type up the rest?

Riza: Because you've worked with it so much that you're beginning to lose interest in the subject and no longer want anything to do with it.

…Maybe. Disclaimer, Ed?

Ed: GOD! By this time, everyone should know that the only things she owns are Rina, Malice, Pride and the plot! It's rated M for pretty much everything you've already seen except for some blood and possible gore in chapter 11 and possibly chapter 12. It has its reasons.

God, Ed, be nice… (starts chapter)

The Heart Of A Homunculus - Chapter 10: Burn In Hell

Envy's POV

I woke up the next morning, rubbing my head as it hurt, but the rest of my body felt unusually good… I tried to remember last night to see if that had anything to do with it, and all I could remember was Rina. Sitting up, I realized what was going on due to my lack of clothes.

Right. I'd had sex with her…

Wait. I'd done what? Oh fuck, what was I thinking? Was I even..? Well, I did tell myself I would regret being so passionate with her. And what happened? Our clothes came off and I lost myself.

As bad as some people make it sound, why did it feel so good? I guess that's why Lust is a sin. Would Rina be pissed at me for this? Well, she did it willingly, so I guess not. I don't know…

To be safe, I shifted my clothes back on and stood up, kissing Rina's forehead before I left. "Hey, palm tree." The annoying, accented voice of Malice called, followed by a chuckle.

"What the hell do you want, Glutton-Whore?" I snapped. Why was he such a stalker? He better not go in there while Rina's like that…

"How was she?"

I blinked, staying where I was and looking him in the eyes. There's no way that he… "What are you talking about?"

"In bed? How was she? Being a lust, these things interest me. I have to say, I never expected you to do that, especially considering who her dad is." He smirked and took his jacket off, lightly touching the doorknob. "You wouldn't mind, would you?"

I glared at him murderously and grabbled his neck. "You touch her and I'll kill you, you hear me?"

"Yeah, yeah, calm down. Eh, you'll be dead soon, anyways."

I blinked and raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?"

"That's why I originally came here. Pride wants you to hunt down Mustang and kill him. Though, I'm pretty sure you'll burn."

I let go of him and stepped back a little, trying to figure all of this out. Mustang? Not only did I not want to, but could I? And if I could, would Rina forgive me if she knew, especially after last night? Fuck no, she'd kill after or during yelling at me about how much she hated me for doing such a thing to her. What could I do? Either way, I'm separated from Rina…

"Are you going or not?" Malice asked, his accent annoying me to hell.

I sighed, slightly growling as I knocked him before I left. This definitely wouldn't end well…

…

Disguised as Fuery, I managed to find where the rest of the military had moved to after Central had been destroyed, and looked for Mustang.

Rina's going to kill me… If Mustang doesn't first. I think I might prefer that. It's better than Rina getting mad at and/or killing me. I don't think there's anything worse than that at this point… Definitely not.

"Fuery!" Mustang's voice called. Responding to my disguise, I turned to look at him, wondering how he knew it was "me". But then I saw Hawkeye, so she probably pointed "me" out.

"Yes, sir!" I replied, saluting him.

"Come with me for a minute."

"Yes, sir."

"Riza, go on, I only need Fuery for now." She nodded and left, and Mustang then led me off, and I wasn't sure where to. Did he somehow know it was me? No, I'm sure I got everything right. "Fuery."

I stood still and looked around the room. Where are we? "Yes, sir?"

"Would you mind telling me what you're doing here when I sent you to do something else?"

Shit. Well, I guess he had to have a reason for not being here… "I'm sorry, sir, I must have forgotten."

"Or maybe you didn't know."

"What are you saying, sir? I knew, you told me, sir."

"Armstrong saw you leave, so you couldn't have forgotten. And there's no way you could be back already. So Envy… Tell me what you're doing back here." He snapped his fingers at me, and I dodged it, shifting back to my preferred form. I couldn't admit why, everything would fall apart. But I wouldn't fight him. I had to explain somehow…

"Mustang, calm down, I don't want to fight!"

He snapped his fingers regardless and cornered me, singing my arm and I winced. "You expect me to believe that? It figures that she would suddenly leave us as soon as she was around you again. This is your fault, she left because of you, didn't she?"

"No, I just followed! She went on her own!"

"She was fine before she found you again! I should have killed you when I had the chance…" This time, when he snapped, I didn't move, letting it burn me. He was right… Every single time I'd been around her something bad had happened to her… All her problems are my fault. She would have been fine if I'd never met her.

Another flame hit my throat, exposing my philosopher's stone. I had to let him do this. The more problems I cause, the harder Rina's life will be.

I had to go.

A/N: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! NOT ENVY!

Ed: You know you're the one who killed him, right?

Shut up, Ed. What will Rina do about this? Keep reading and find out!

Al: Read and Review!