~~Sorry this is sooo late. I've been very busy lately. I'll try to update as much as I can. Anyways, I hope you like this (rather short) chapter. It's very hard to write as Envy and keep him in charcter, so please bare with me. Some info about Emma is said, but it's rather vague for a reason. So don't feel dumb, haha. If you have a question I'll answer it, unless it'll give something away. Hope you enjoy!~~
Ed was taking me out for my birthday, which was pretty exciting. At least there's one thing I can look forward to on my sweet sixteen… even though it's not really sweet. His warm arm wrapped around my shoulder and pulled me slightly to him as we walked. I looked up at him and smiled. Ed was really a sweet kid. I wonder if he remembers me from back in Resembool…
I sighed, he wouldn't remember.
"You okay, Emma?" He asked.
Should I tell him? If I told him what would he think? I mean, I'm sure he would remember, but would he believe me? "Hey, Ed… umm… there's something I kinda need to talk to you about…"
Ed smiled gently, "Sure, what is it?"
I pulled him over to a bench on the sidewalk and sat down. When he sat beside me I smiled, "You may think I'm crazy, but we know each other. Like, as in, from childhood." Ed gave me a weird look and I continued, "Maybe this will help." I turned around and took my contact out and pulled my hair as if it was in a ponytail then looked at him. "Remember now?" I smiled sweetly, knowing he'd remember.
Edward's eyes widened and he smiled brightly. "Astarte!" He laughed, "I thought you were familiar! The long hair and two green eyes threw me off."
I giggled and let my hair down, "It's Emma now, Edo."
"I can see that, Emma. But, why? After you left for training… we never heard from you. Then your parents… you were still gone. What happened?"
"Well… I came home that night, that they died, and after… I just grabbed what I could and left. I knew that the rest of Amestris, the rest of the world for that matter, wouldn't like the fact that I'm half Ishvalan, so… I started wearing a green contact so I could hide my red eye. I lived on my own, and…" I trailed off. I shouldn't tell Ed the truth. He'd hate me…
Edward and I grew up together in Resembool. Him, Alphonse, Winry, and I were best friends, but to them I was Astarte Emmalynn Laguz. That's my real name. Back then, the four of us didn't have a care in the world. We had fun, went to school, played. Everything was perfect. The people in Resembool were accepting about my father, Fray Brandon, being Ishvalan. My mother, Isis Laguz, was Amestrisian. She and the Rockbell's were close friends. But, when the day came that my parents were killed, I was scared. I knew I should have gone to Winry's, but I left…
"Emma?"
I blinked a few times then looked at Ed, "S-sorry… I kinda dazed out."
Ed smiled and wrapped his arm around me again, "I'm so glad you're okay. Hell, you're more then okay. The second youngest State Alchemist." He smirked, and I knew a cocky comment was about to come out of his mouth, "You never were able to beat me at anything."
"Bull! Alphonse and I would always beat you when we swam in the river!" I giggled and leaned against him. Maybe this birthday wouldn't be so bad.
"Oh, whatever."
I smiled and played with his hand in my lap. Maybe meeting back up with Edward is fate, or something like that. Sitting happily with Ed, I felt this strange prickling feeling that we were being watched with hateful eyes. I looked around, but all the people who were walking around were minding their own business or talking to whoever was beside them. Maybe I was just being paranoid, like always.
I heard loud clanking and looked to see Alphonse running up to us. "Hey, brother! Remember when I told you that Emma seemed familiar? Well- Emmy!"
I smiled at Al. He always called me Emmy when we were younger. He couldn't pronounce Astarte, so he just called me Emmy. Winry called me Emma. It was Ed that would call me Astarte.
"Hi, Al. So you remembered, huh? I had to tell your dumb brother." I playfully slapped Edward's arm.
"Hey! I'm not dumb."
"Oh, sure." I said sarcastically. I wouldn't tell them anything about what happened after I left. They wouldn't be able to bare it…
Edward and Alphonse took me back to the house. Maes was happy to see Ed and Al.
"You two want to join us for cake?" Maes asked as we walked in.
"Yeah!" Ed said. He looked excited.
"As if we need anymore people in here." I froze up when I heard Mustang's voice. What the hell was he doing here?
I walked into the kitchen to see him opening up the oven and pull a cake out. When he turned around he smiled at me. I glanced out into the living room. Ed and Al were playing with Elysia and Maes and Gracia were watching them. I walked up to Mustang. "What are you doing here?"
Mustang frowned and pulled the oven mitt off his hand. "You don't sound happy to see me."
"Why would I be?" I leaned back on the counter. "You're an asshole."
Mustang smirked and put his hands on either side of me on the counter and leaned in close, "You didn't think so when you were practically begging me to fuck you."
I blushed at hearing him say that. "S-stop saying vile things."
His smirk grew and he pressed his lips to mine. The kiss wasn't rough, but it wasn't gentle. It was… amazing. My body tingled and I moaned softly when his tongue touched mine. I grabbed his shirt and arched my body into his. Why did I always react this way around Roy Mustang?
Mustang's hands slid down my sides and squeezed my butt. He picked me up and sat me on the counter. I quickly wrapped my legs around his waist and tangled my hands in hi hair, pulling slightly to deepen the kiss. It was Mustang's turn to moan. His furtive fingers trailed up my thigh and traced circles on my inner thigh. His other hand crept up my shirt and cupped my breast.
I moaned a bit loudly and arched into him. There it was again. That feeling of being watched. Before I could even think another second about it, voices grew close and Mustang pulled away, smoothing out his shirt. His cheeks were slightly tinted pink and he was trying hard to control his breathing.
I sat on the counter for a few more seconds, panting, trying to catch my breath. My lips were swollen and my body was tingling with the arousal Mustang had caused me to feel. I jumped down just as Maes walked in.
"Cake time!" He said happily. Gracia and Elysia followed after him, along with Edward and Alphonse. All of them were unaware of what had just happened…
-Envy-
The scene I had just watched made me want to vomit. That pathetic human girl let that disgusting Mustang touch her the way he did. It was obvious that all he wanted from her was sex, but the human girl was too dumb to realize it.
Alright, dumb is the wrong word for her, seeing as how she's playing the pipsqueak. She's practically dating the half-pint, and here she is about ready to fuck Mustang.
I continued watching through the window, until the human girl walked upstairs to her room. I climbed higher in the tree I was perched in and looked into her room. She looked around, uneasily, as if she could feel me watching her. She probably did. After a while she started to strip.
I'm sick. I admit it. Watching a human girl strip.
My eyes crawled over every inch of skin. I was expecting to see perfect, flawless skin, but instead I saw small scars covering her stomach and back, even her chest. I wondered how she got those scars. She defiantly hasn't seen battle, so where did she get those scars?
I mentally stripped her of her underwear. I shifted uncomfortably as I continued to watch her. She pulled on a silk nightgown that clung to her slight curves. The human girl's body was exactly curvy. She was very tiny, but she had slight curves. Then again, she was only- what? Sixteen?
"Envy, get down here." I jumped slightly hearing Lust's sultry voice. I looked down and she was standing there, her arms crossed across her chest.
I jumped down and looked up at her, "What do you want?"
"Father was expecting you three hours ago, but instead you're stalking this girl. He sent me to come get you." Lust glanced into one of the windows of the house, and saw the human girl. "She is cute, but she's taking up too much of your concentration."
"Yeah, yeah."
I stood in front of Father as he looked at me with hollow eyes. "Envy, you do remember why you're watching over the new State Alchemist, Emma Aiman, right?"
I was very uninterested in what he had to say. I just wanted to go back and watch her, "Yeah, yeah. She's one of our sacrifices. Bla, bla, bla."
Father's eyes narrowed and I immediately shut up and looked down. That's the thing about Father. He was rarely ever pleased with me, but was always pleased by what the others did. I always had to try harder, which sucks cuz I hate putting in extra effort.
"Envy, if this girl is growing on you, then I'll have you watch over the Elric's again."
I sighed, "No, no. I'll keep watching her…"
I was back at the house- Hughes I believe is the family name- watching the human girl again. She was sitting on the bed, staring at the wall.
Why was I acting this way towards her? Because I'm Envy. I'm envious of her and what she has. I don't want anyone else touching her, talking to her, looking at her. I want her to be mine. I wanted to take her from this house, tie her down to my bed, and have my way with her, making her scream my name in pleasure and pain.
I was startled when I saw a small tear running down her cheek. The girl- Emma- was crying. She pulled her legs up and rested her chin on her knees and cried. Oddly, I wanted to go in and comfort her. The girl- Emma- laid down and her body shook with sobs. I stealthily climbed in through the open window and walked over to her bed.
I shouldn't be doing this. I should leave. My hand touched her cheek, and she looked up at me, tears on her cheeks, and whispered, "You're the boy from the Ball…" She sniffed and grabbed my hand.
I was extremely surprised when she pulled me down to sit on the bed with her. I sat, and gently stroked her hair. She pulled me closer, and I laid down next to her. The gi- Emma, curled up next to me and held me. I laid there, thinking; Why would a girl like her trust some total stranger? She was holding me, crying into my chest, trusting me. I could kill her. Rape her. I could do anything, but she trusted me.
Her trust in me surprised me greatly…
