Dear Readers,

Well, here it is guys! Chapter 21! Um, not much I have to say really...Except that I tried to finish this as quick as I possibly could! And if it seems rushewd, sorry. I'll go back and fix it if yall don;t like it. But I really, really think decribes the story from Envy's perspective. REALLY! And I'm the author, so ya. I heard it on the radio anmd I screamed " IT'S TOTALLY HOW ENVY THINKS! IT'S HIM! HE'S SINGING!" Then I turned to my dad, "DAD! IT'S ENVY! HE'S SINGING TO ME ! IT'S A SIGN!" ya. My dad just kinda stared at me like I was nuts.

- Ramona F.

Jealousy, Delusions, and Lies

"It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss

Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, letting me go

And I just can't look - it's killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr Brightside"

- Mr. Brightside, The Killers

Winry examined her work. She set the automail arm on the surface of her work bench and measured the length. The Rockbells had "ready made" limbs, for customers who couldn't afford handcrafted works of art, or more personalized items. Winry had put her heart and soul into Edward's limbs, and knew his measurements by heart. She could calculate his growth rate without even needing to measure him, could whip up a arm and leg for him on the spot, and could attach it just as quickly. But when it came to Scar...She had to rely on the ready-made limbs. She hadn't had time to measure him, and she had no idea how long it would take it estimate the dimensions of his arms. So, Granny had suggested using the spares.

But that didn't mean she couldn't fix them up a little.

The blond had gotten up in the middle of the night, and immediately had begun working. She couldn't believe Edward had allowed her to fall asleep! Winry was the kind of girl who got the job done, no matter what! She would diligently work throughout the night, could go for days with out rest. She could even pull through difficult tasks, such as calibrating the pressure gauges of the nerve circuitry, without a weeks worth of sleep. Which is, unfortunately,m what she had done last night.

The design was another masterpiece. She had made the material light, and capable of fighting without breaking. She didn't know what he would be getting himself into, but she knew, somewhere down the road, the man would be fighting. And it didn't hurt to be prepared. Now all she had to do was weigh the fixtures to make sure they where both completely the same, and measure the width and length to make her scale models.

Winry licked her lips and she jotted down a few notes for his file. She didn't know if he would be coming back for tune ups, but it was always good to keep any creation on file. Well, that's what Pinako had told her. Her only real customer was Edward. And the file she had made for him when she was eleven had collected dust. Now all she did was keep a book of designs and sketched for his arm.

She smiled to herself.

There really was nothing greater than her job.

Seeing as how the measurements where correct, Winry let out a long sigh and leaned back. She wiped away the sheen of sweat from her brow with her forearm, and smiled as she examined her work.

Then she frowned at the thought of putting them on the man.

She would have to connect every singe circuitry nerve to his, infusing man and machine. Winding coils and springs around his delicate nerve system, the consequence being permanent damage to his functionary systems. If she messed up, he could be paralyzed.

Winry always hated that part of the job.

Too much suffering...When she helped Granny, the patient almost always cried out and screamed. That's why it amazed her so much when Edward didn't cry out.

Needless to say, she was a little afraid of attaching Scars nerves. Even after their heart to heart chat, the man was scary. But she knew she had to do it. He was kind. Beneath his red eyes and frightening scar, Winry knew the Ishbalan was suffering.

And because it was a rush order, he hadn't had time to put on "starter" pieces so get used to the feelings. Edward had two weeks to walk on plastic limbs before he faced the real thing. It was a bit challenging...Walking with a leg that you couldn't feel. Trying to pick up something with a arm you know isn't, and shouldn't, be there. But that was the beauty of automail.

But Lust had insisted that he have them immediately. So, he was just going to have to ordeal excruciating pain.

" Them for the Ishbalan?"

Winry shrieked and grabbed a wrench, then swiveled around to see Marta staring down at her with startled jade eyes. The snake held up her hands frantically in surrender.

" Don't shoot!" She smiled nervously.

Winry let out a frustrated groan.

" Don't sneak up on me like that!" She dropped her wrench and huffed up at the chimera.

" Sorry, sorry. I forget that human's senses aren't as sharp..." She smirked and placed her hand on her hip, reminding Winry of Envy for a moment.

Winry shook off her sorrow and sighed, then began to message her temples.

" What is it that you asked?"

She was extremely grumpy, due to her lack of sleep..

" I was asking if those arms where for the Ishbalan." Marta said, gesturing to the two limbs glistening under the light of her bright lamp. Winry smiled and patted one of the arms.

" yep. Just finished them. There perfect! All the cylinders are the right dimensions, the pressure gauges are calibrated and the circulatory nerves system is functional." She said proudly, and looked up to Marta.

The snake blinked a few times and sweat dropped.

" Well, that went through one ear and out the other." She smirked as her arched eyebrows pulled together. " You really are a gear head." She laughed at the mechanic.

Winry frowned and sighed, not able to stay angry at Marta. It was her nature to tease.

It was then that Winry realized this was the first time she had actually spoken to the fearsome woman after she had returned with Edward and the others. She faintly remembered hearing from Pinako how Marta had tried to kill Lust.

Worriedly, Winry looked back up at the snake, who was picking at her nails in another one of her grotesque mannerisms. Winry wrinkled her nose as she was mesmerized for a moment by the hideous popping sound the snake was making.

" Why did you attack Lust?" Winry blurted, before she could stop herself.

Marta instantly stopped her picking and Winry noticed her pupils turn into reptilian slits. The mechanic gulped as the woman made her hand into a knuckle cracking fist and began to shake.

" Those people...The people in black...The ones like Greed...They screwed me and my friends over. They put us in that hell hole, where the alchemist experimented on us and...Made me the freak I am today." Her voice simply dripped with venom, and Winry winced. " they just sat back and watched..." She hissed.

Winry looked up at the sin with sad eyes.

" Your not a freak, Marta." She said softly.

Marta barked bitterly.

" Your nice kid. But I am." She looked down at Winry and smiled softly. " Greed would say the same thing." She looked away, her body trembling as she stared into nothingness.

Winry's blond brows pulled together as what Marta had said sunk in.

" Greed?" She thought aloud.

The other Humunculie...They had strange names like that as well.

Her blue eyes widened.

Could he have been a humunculie?

Marta closed her eyes and smiled through her anger.

" Ya...Greed was like them. But different. He saved us from that damned lab. Fought against those damned people in black 'til the end. And then..." She opened her eyes, and Winry noticed they where brimmed with tears. " And then Edward killed him."

Winry gasped. " W-what?"

The chimera seemed to break out of her daze, and dropped her hand. She smiled lightly and shook her head. " Don't worry about it. I...I think, in the end, Greed wanted that..." She looked to the lefty, out the open doors to the balcony which she had silently entered through. Winry watched in awe at her beautiful profile. The sadness yet strength to her eyes. Whoever the humunculie Greed was, he must have fought against their Masters hold.

Winry smiled softly.

Judging from her expression, Marta must have loved him. A lot.

Just like she had with Envy.

Her heart fluttered and she shooed those thoughts away desperately.

" But I will kill them. All of them. That damned fat man and that green haired he she." Marta hissed, her gaze from long ago memories broken and her lips pulled into a snarl.

Winry gulped.

Green haired he she?

Sadly, she knew exactly who that was.

" G-green haired he she?" She said cautiously, wringing her hands.

Marta laughed darkly. The beautiful chimera continued to stare out the window as she curled and uncurled her hands into fists, as if preparing to strike at whomever she was speaking of. Waiting in anticipation to avenge Greed and her friends.

" He was the worst...Cunning, fast, and real smart. It was like he knew what you where thinking before you could do it... And his fighting skills where incredible, like non other I had ever seen! He could move like water at times, then lightning, or something inhuman...Like a shadow... And he was completely insane!" She looked down at her hand and made it into another fist, squeezing so hard that a trail of blood streamed down her forearm, " He could...Change into people...Become people you loved...People you hated..." She whispered fervidly under her breath, her voice quivering with emotion, " He got inside your head and tricked you. Manipulated you into thinking his way. And he enjoyed hurting you...if was like a game to him. You could see it in his eyes... That green haired bastard."

Winry shivered.

Manipulated...

"...I've killed thousands... And I like it. I still do. But...I would never hurt you Winry..I..."

She closed her eyes, trying to will the memories that where probably lies from her head.

" And then there was her." Marta growled, severing her thoughts, and causing them to bury themselves as a panic over took her.

" B-but Lust is-" The girl protested, trying to convince Marta that the homunculus was different now. Despite what she may have done in the past, Lust was good. She cared about others, and was willing to even help the Fullmetal Alchemist and the military. Unlike Envy, she really had changed.

Marta closed her eyes and held up her hand, silencing the stuttering girl.

" It's fine. I won't kill her." Marta said calmly.

Winry smiled, sighing in relief.

Marta's reptilian eyes opened and her pupils thinned once again, and she fiercely looked down at Winry, making the mechanic shrink back into her seat and tremble, all relief flying away from her as quickly as it had come.

The chimera came so close to her, their noses where almost touching.

" But if she double crosses us, I won't hesitate to finish her off." She hissed, her breath stirring the mechanic's sweaty bangs and causing her to shiver in fear.

Winry was about to say that Lust would never double cross them, but the stealthy chimera took off. Her thick combat boots painfully smacked against the wooden floors, kicking away tools and crushing sketching pencils. Winry watched her agilely jump over the railing to her balcony, but didn't hear her land. The girl sighed when she was sure she was gone and slumped in her chair.

She could tell that Marta and Lust weren't going to get along any time soon.

But, at least she tolerates her. Winry thought, trying weakly to stay positive despite the rather horrible situation.

First she finds out that Marta tried to kill Lust, then that Lust and the other humunculie did something horrible to Marta and her friends, and then she had to hear her talk about Envy, and how he got into your head and was some master fighter. That really, really wasn't helping the love sick girl.

Frowning, Winry stood and shuffled around her overly cluttered room. She just wanted a nice, hot bath to soak away all her troubles. But she didn't have too much time to relax. She had to get those limbs attached to Scar as soon as possible. So she would quickly shower, then have a little tea. Her stomach growled.

Okay, maybe some toast and tea.

She wished for a moment that Sloth was there to make her a delicious breakfast. Granny had decided long ago that now that she was older, Winry could make her own breakfast and lunch, much to the girls dismay. Winry really didn't mind cooking, she was actually pretty good at it. Years of cooking for her grandmother and herself taught her a few things, and Sloth had also given her a few tips when she had been "kidnapped". But at the moment, she just wanted to be babied.

Patting a sleeping Den on the head before exiting her messy room, Winry yawned loudly, not caring how she looked She tripped over a few screws and lingering sketches she had been meaning to toss, but didn't fall completely, only fell slightly forward. As she caught herself on her dresser ( Which was well hidden behind the mess of her room), something caught in the light as she began to right herself. It was the sleek, stone flower Wrath had made. She kept it beside a framed photo of her parents, along with a few other nick naks, but made sure to keep it aside from everything else so she didn't loose it. Her large eyes bore into the flower, seeing her slight reflection coming off it's sleek surface. She looked miserable. Like she hadn't slept in weeks instead of one night. There where slight purple and blue bruises under her eyes, and she looked paler than usual. She smiled softly.

Humunculie pale...

Laughing at her own miserable joke, gingerly, the mechanic picked up the flower.

Instead of crumpling to the ground in tears, Winry smiled. She recalled the sweet boy she had come to love. She wondered how he was doing, and if anyone was playing with him. Her heart ached slightly, but she managed to swallow it as she carefully moved the flower between her fingers, feeling it's cold surface begin to heat under her hand.

A tear rolled down her cheek, which she quickly wiped away.

She stared down at the flower, remembering when he had so kindly given it to her.

She closed her eyes, suddenly seeing Wrath bound over towards her...

" Come on Winry! Let's play!"

" Wrath made you that."

Winry jumped and shrieked for the second time that morning.

Placing a hand on her hammering heart and trying to calm herself, Winry took several deep breaths before answering the sin. " Y-yes. He did."

She turned to the silence of the sin, and saw her nearly glowing red eyes coming from her bed.

Oh, that's right. Lust slept here last night.

She sweat dropped.

I probably kept her up all night.

She heard her rustling in the sheets. The mechanic could finally see her out line as she sat on her bed, and marveled at how her hair was still perfect.

Winry looked back down at the flower.

" Ya miss him?" Lust asked softly.

Winry smiled. " Yes."

It was quiet for a long time before Lust spoke.

" He misses you to." She nearly whispered.

Winry's heart nearly melted, and she looked down at the flower with soft eyes. She stroked the stem with her thumb and then pressed the flower softly to her heart, covering it with both hands, as if she was trying to protect it, but keeping it close to her heart. Closed her eyes, she tried to conjure up an memory of Wrath that wasn't of the last time she saw him. Winry shivered, recalling his arms circling around her as he caught her in the air, nearly breaking her spine as they rolled to the ground together. She managed to pull up a memory of when she and him had been playing.

" Truth or dare? What's that?" Wrath asked, his large violet eyes becoming larger at the prospect of a game he had possibly never heard of.

Winry giggled. " You've never heard of it?"

Currently, she was brushing out her long hair and he kept touching it, moving it between his fingers with wide eyes and a shy smile. He blushed now and then, which confused her. But she liked his company. He was so sweet, and reminded her a lot of Alphonse.

They would do this every time she got out of a bath. Together, they would sit on her bed in the mansion and talk while she brushed out her hair. She found that the boy was a lot smarter than he let on, and was also very shy. He only tried to act out when in front of Envy, and she guessed it was just to impress him. But she liked this wrath much better. He was terribly shy, but also out spoken, a strange combination of his duel personalities.

He puckered his pale lips. " No! Now tell me!" The sin whined impatiently.

" Well, I ask you to pick truth or dare. If you pick truth, I ask you any question I want, and you have to answer it. No matter how embarrassing it may be." She smiled evilly, well as evilly as she could manage.

The boys eyes grew even larger. " I have to!"

She smirked. " Yep. Or you lose."
He made a determined face and balled his mismatched hands into fists." Alright! Then I'll answer!" He then smiled and jumped a bit in his seat, " What about dare?"

She sat down her brush and began absently braiding her hair. Wrath watched this with wide eyes and he reached out, batting her hands away and doing it himself. He had watched her braid so many times, he knew how to himself. Winry only smiled and allowed him to scoot closer to her, finding it adorable how off track and distracted he could get.

" If you pick dare, then I get to dare you to do anything. And you have to do it."

" Anything?" He asked excitedly.

She giggled again. " yep."

He bounced as he nimbly braided her hair. " Let's play! I'll go first!"

She giggled, " Alright."

" Truth or dare?" He asked, his excitement bubbling from his voice and onto her.

She thought for a moment. Knowing Wrath, he'd make her do something terribly difficult for the dare. But truth shouldn't be too difficult. " Truth." She decided.

He was quiet for a few moments, trying to decide what to say, and because he was sitting beside her, she couldn't see his expression.

" D-do you...Think I'm cute?" He asked timidly, stuttering slightly.

She could feel him heat up and his hands faltered.

Winry giggled. " Of coarse! I think your adorable!"

He stopped his movements in her locks and turned to look at her. He was blushing madly and was chewing on his bottom lip with his sharp teeth. " R-really?" He asked.

Winry, totally oblivious to the boys true feelings, just giggled and began to pat his head gently.

" Yes, silly! I tell you all the time! Now, it's my turn! Truth, or dare?"

His giant eyes rolled up to the ceiling in a terribly cute fashion, and he continued to bite his plum lip as his blush stayed firmly in place. After a few seconds he smiled brightly and locked eyes with her. " Dare!"

She smiled knowingly and conjured up a dare...

" Let me braid your hair!" She exclaimed wickedly.

His face fell and he pouted.

" I don't wanna look like a girl!"

She held up her fingers and wiggled it back and forth in front of his adorable, pouting face.

" Ah ah ah! You have to let me! Or you'll loose!"

He grumbled but turned around, hunching his shoulders.

" alright! Fine! But don't do noth'in too girly."

She snickered and ran her fingers through the long, raven locks.

By the time she was finished, she had braided his beautiful, silken hair into one magnificent braid, and the boy was blushing madly. He looked up at her with a scowl.

" Alright! Your turn!"

" Winry?" Lust asked, interrupting her happy memories.

Once again, Winry wiped away her tears as she turned to face the glowing eyed woman, sitting at the edge of her bed with a slightly worried expression.

" I-I'm fine...It's just...I was thinking back..." Her voice quivered and she couldn't stop herself from shaking.

Lust stared at her from across the room, and looked at her with sorrow filled eyes.

" I shouldn't have said that." She said, almost to herself.

" No! No, I'm happy you told me! Really..." Winry protested, holding up her hands and trying to smile. She couldn't let Lust beat herself up about something she had actually wanted to know.

Lust smiled softly, but it began to fade and her dark lips turned into a grim line.

" Listen Winry..." She said, looking up to meet Winry's eyes.

Winry gulped at the intensity, still not used to the eyes of a homunculus as she had been before. But soon, she felt herself relax under the woman's gaze, and her tension slightly cleared.

She stood patiently, stone flower in hand, waiting for Lust to continue.

" They...The other humunculie...Might come after me." The sin began slowly, casting her gaze down to the ground.

Winry's heart stilled, and the gravity around her seemed to crush down on her all at once.

Envy.

She made her hands into fists.

" And?"

The sin looked back up at her, her face hard as alabaster and her eyes as cold as stone.

" If that happens I want you and everyone else to get out of here. Don't hesitate to leave me behind. Just get out. I'm not sure but I...I have a bad feeling. Like something is going to happen..." She looked at the ground, and closed her eyes.

Winry closed the distance between them and put her hand on her friends ghost white shoulder.

" I know they won't. And if they did, they wouldn't do anything, right?"

She was sure that Wrath, Gluttony and Sloth would never, ever hurt Lust. They where like family. Now Envy...She wasn't so sure about him. And she didn't know much about Pride. Only that he was actually the Fuhrer. Which Shocked Winry to no end...But Lust hadn't gone into detail about the "aging homunculus".

And what about Envy?

Her heart stiffened at the thought of having to see him again. He would probably finished what he had started the last time they had met. Her mind brought up the feeling of being tossed from a second story window...

" Don't worry. Everything will be alright." She lied, trying to sound calm, despite parts of her screaming from deep inside her subconscious.

Lust shook her head.

" N-no...Somethings wrong. They're...I don't know. Sloth would have contacted me by now...Somehow. And Envy..." She looked up to meet Winry's gaze.

Winry stared at her with confusion.

" I don't know what he'll do."

Winry laughed bitterly.

" Well, last time we met, he tried to kill me."

She cringed at the memory, despite her trying to make light of it.

Lust was silent once again, and her face turned even darker.

" Yes...He did."

" You know what to do then?"

Envy cringed once more as Dante ran her hand up the length of his side, but he kept a straight face, as he always managed to do. He clenched his jaw tightly as she moulded herself into him, but knew he shouldn't.

Envy wanted her. Envy loved her.

Right?

" Yes." He said, his voice monotone, lifeless.

" Tucker should be calling shortly. Just as we planned, master." Sloth announced from the corner of the room. Envy turned his gaze to her, seeing her body materializing back to a full form.

" Good...Perfect." Dante purred, and placed both hands on the side of Envy's face, bring his attention back to her cold eyes. " Everything's going according to plan...And soon, we'll have little Edward in our grasp."

Unconsciously, Envy's heart began to race at the name, and his blood began to boil.

A dark smile graced his full lips.

" And then I can kill him..." His snickered.

Dante smiled lovingly. " Yes...But we need him first. And his brother."

" Don't worry Master, we'll get the tin can." Wrath snickered from behind them.

The thought of finally killing that bastards son was still fresh on his mind as Envy's smile continued to darken, but Dante's cold lips on his own brought his mind from it's daze.

Just like before...

The sin was so confused.

Part of him wanted to kiss her...But part of him felt like it was wrong.

" Envy..."

The beautiful voice sighed in his mind once more, and he opened his eyes, then automatically pulled back from the cold, rotting woman. He breathed heavily, and his body shook.

Images assaulted his mind.

A girl from behind, brushing out long, golden hair.

Bright, pale blue eyes looking up at him.

A face. A lovely face framing the sky blue eyes.

Pink spreading on her cheeks, her lips pulling into a smile.

Envy grabbed at the sides of his head as the memories of this...This girl...Over took him. He went down to his knees and began to shake violently.

" I'm sorry your life had to... be this way...I'm sorry..."

Tears streamed down her perfect cheeks now, and he could feel her in his arms.

He could feel her under him.

Could smell her...

Her.

Who is she?

This girl he had been frequently seeing in his mind...He had recently discovered a old, crumpled photograph of her in his pocket. he kept it safely hidden at all times, making sure that Dante and the others didn't see it. Envy found that when he felt confused, or angry, looking at the photograph calmed him.

A tremor went up his spine as he saw her lying in a bed, almost naked, except for a pair of white panties. Her body...Was so warm. So warm and soft. Not at all like Dante. She wasn't rotten. She didn't smell sickly sweet.

Envy felt her soft skin under his hands, and it drove him mad.

This sudden nagging. This need to know who she was.

Her beauty...her smile...Her eyes...Her everything.

He desperately needed to know who this girl was.

" Who...Who are you?" Envy asked shakily, closing his eyes and meeting hers.

" What's wrong with him?" he faintly heard Sloth ask.

" Geez, look at him. So pathetic. I can't believe he used to be Envy." Wrath snickered.

" It's nothing to be concerned about..." Dante said harshly, then he could feel her beside him. He stiffened. Envy knew for a fact that he didn't want her near him at that moment...She wasn't right. This wasn't-

" Soon, she'll be gone from this world. She'll be just a memory...The girl that torments you." She purred into his ear.

Envy looked up from his pain, and met her blue eyes.

" Y-you know who she is?" He asked, his voice shaking.

Dante smiled and nodded.

" She's evil. Like the Elric's...She's Edward's lover. You hate her. She picked him over you."

His hands slowly began to fall from his head.

" I...Hate...Her?" he repeated.

She nodded once more, and placed her hands where his had been.

" Yes love, you despise her. Your going to kill her."

" Kill her." Envy repeated.

Slowly, Dante moved one of her hands from the side of his face as her stare hypnotized him, sliding her sickly hand down his side as he cringed. The sin could faintly feel her cold finger tips brushing against his thigh. His skin tingled there for a moment and he felt a sense of panic bubble inside of him, this action seeming to be familiar to him...As if it had happened before.

Darkness overtook Envy, and he could see nothing for a moment. And then, he saw.

He saw the beautiful girl with Edward.

Envy watched in horror as that little bastard slipped his hand up her shirt. He watched as the angel gasped beautifully, then blushed as she had in his visions. Edward forcefully kissed her, and she responded with fervor.

Envy's heart felt like it had snapped in two. Felt like he was being drowned in flames. He clutched at his aching chest, not used to this sort of pain. What was it? This terrible feeling...He had never seen her before, only in his dreams. His visions. But she felt so familiar...He knew her...And this pain...

" That's it...Feel the jealousy consume you. Feel the hatred..." Dante whispered hotly in his ear.

This girl...The one he had been seeing...

Envy cringed at the sight of her eyes turning away from him, her hands moving up and down Edward as they had been in his strange surreal memories he could not remember. Edward smiled as he kissed her again...

They parted and the girl stared dreamily at the blond,

" Edward, I love you..."

Envy's pupils went from round circles into thin, diamond-like slits.

Dante's right...

He began to feel his blood boil. He curled his hands into fists and his knuckles cracked. Hate washed over him like a friendly blanked, coiling his soothed muscles into springs, ready to pounce.

" Yes... Gladly." His voice came out in a sinister whisper, capable of making the devils hair stand on end.

The green haired teen smiled wickedly, his amethyst eyes caught in the raging fire. He licked his lips in anticipation and delight at the sudden feelings that had taken hold of him.

Dante held up a handful of glistening stones to him, smiling softly.

" Come my love, eat..."

After her long discussion with Lust, Winry trudged down the stairs. She no longer had time for a shower, but she could still squeeze in a hot cup of tea and nice jellied toast.

Her stomach growled with anticipation and she licked her lips.

She could see it now...Nice raspberry jelly...Thick, hot toast all buttered up.

Winry shook her head from side to side.

As she made her was to the kitchen, she reflected on her hectic morning, making a metal list.

1) Marta scared the day lights out of her.

2) Then she told her about her terrible past with the humunculie.

3) Lust scared her almost as badly as the chimera.

4) Then told her that her lost love who tried to kill her might show up!

Winry sighed.

And all of that before breakfast.

She walked thought the living room, shuffling past the kitchen table, nearing her destination.

Winry's eyes became the size of saucers as she visualized her toast.

" I'LL KILL THAT BASTARD WITH MY OWN HANDS!"

The sound of a transmutation, and booted foots steps behind her caused her to turn.

And come head first with Edward, who was in a complete rage.

She had only seen him this angry a few times.

" Wait!' She said, not sure as to where he was going, but sure he could cause some damage when he got there. Once again, he was too strong for her, but she managed to fight him off, although she struggled with his powerful arms. Automail and flesh. He crazily pushed against, her, pushing with all his might. " Ed! Ed, what's wrong?" She cried out.

" Let me go!" he growled fiercely, still trying to escape her, bucking like a wild horse.

" It happened right after we left Central?" Alphonse cried, emerging from the giant hole in the ground with Sheska wrapped around him, trying desperately to stop him.

Winry was even more confused.

What where they talking about...?

" Those military jackasses didn't tell us-" Edward growled, then stopped abruptly. His body tensed.

Winry stiffened.

She suddenly knew. Suddenly knew exactly what he was talking about.

Hughs...

Edward held her back at arms length, the amber in his eyes burning her to the core along with the distrust in them.

" Did you know?" He asked sharply.

She looked down at the the ground, no longer able to keep his heated gaze.

" I'm sorry... I've known about it for a little while now Edward." She said softly.

How could I do this to him? Not tell him the truth again?

The boy looked down at the ground and bared his teeth in his anger, shaking with rage.

She didn't know what else to say...What else to do. She just stayed still, all the while he held her at arms length, far away from him. His hands dug painfully into her, but she thought she deserved it for not telling him about his friends death sooner.

" There's nothing you can do! Come back down stairs!" Sheska called frantically.

In his anger, Edward flung Winry aside, and she painfully rammed into the kitchen table. Cringing in pain, she closed her eyes as Edward went on in his rage.

" You've gotta be kidding me! If Hughs got killed then it was out fault for putting him in that situation," He yelled, his voice seeping with his fury and emotion, " He was...Our friend."

He turned around quickly, meeting Winry's eyes for only a moment.

It's over, the mechanic thought sadly. He hates me.

She felt the last remaining scraps of her heart burn away, and leave an emptiness she recognized as heart ache.

Amazingly enough, she had done it again.

First Envy...Now you.

Winry closed her burning eyes.

She saw him... Her true love. Saw him looking for her. Waiting.

" I'm not going anywhere."

Yes, sad, sad. I KNOW, ISN'T THE MISERY GREAT! it just makes the happiness more earned in the end. Really. I HAD TO TEST TRUE LOVE! I MEAN REALLY, WHAT COUPLE COULD MAKE IT THROUGH HARD TIMES LIKE THIS AND COME OUT OKAY! Envy and Winry! that's who! Ya...I hate that bitch Dante. I gag each time I write as her. ugh. Okay, working on next chappy. oh, and I'm putting the official HIS AMETHYST EYES PLAYLIST on my page. so go there if you wanna see. It should be down at the very bottom. oh and for the Envy POV scene, just think of that part in the new Harry Potter movie, the part when ron sees Harry and Harmoinie ( can't spell her name) kissing, but it was fake.