A/N: Again, I take longer than intended to get to the next chapter! DX

Ah…anyway, here's an update: Yesterday was my B-day! Whoo!! –nobody cheers – So obviously I had a busy day yesterday…

Q's and A's! Some of you agree with me, though I'm glad some of you think I didn't rush with changing Envy. Now, for this chapter's question: How much trouble do you think Gel and Envy are in now?

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CJ: Uh…heck yeah Manga!Envy needs more love! According to another reviewer of mine, there's only one other fic about Manga!Envy on FanFiction, so…and don't worry, I fully plan on finishing this story. No cancellations here!

Without further ado…!

Take Hold of the Flame

Lust lead us down a passage way in the sewers, Gel holding on tightly to my leash as if it somehow kept her alive. Although I wanted to walk by her side, I also didn't want to leave the poor human behind.

I couldn't decide which female I wanted…

This can't be the Lust I knew…she was murdered by Mustang.

Of course, Father always could've created a New Lust while I was gone (he was working on a New Gluttony when I was sealed into my smaller form). Although that could explain why she was standing here before me, it didn't explain why she looked exactly like the Lust I grew up with.

It hurts to see her…

The leash pulled back suddenly and I leapt back, trying to avoid being choked by the collar. Turning around to look at the young teen, I realized she had frozen herself into place.

Aqua-blue eyes turned down to me, a whirl of emotions in those orbs. She seemed worried and scared, of course, but…was that suspicion I saw in there? Jealousy? Why would she be jealous?

"What's the hold-up back there? Should I start carrying you two or something?" I turned back around in time to see her beautiful lavender eyes turn back toward us, flashing with mild impatience.

"N-No," Gel answered, trying not to sound scared (or perhaps angry?). "We can walk by ourselves."

She watches us for a few seconds before turning back around. "Ah, just stop stalling, alright? We're in a hurry."

Hurry? For what?

We walked on until we reached an area greatly resembling a platform, New Envy sitting cross-legged with his back against the wall. He gave me an instant glare when we stepped onto the concrete.

"About time," he muttered, standing up and sizing me up.

"What?" I asked calmly, not really understanding his anger toward me. "Is there something I did to make you cross?"

"What do you think!?" he spat at me, purple eyes flashing in a way that almost sent chills down my spine.

"Don't harass him too much," Lust warned, gently taking the leash out of Gel's hands and walking me toward what appeared to be an elevator. "We need him and his human, you know."

His glare turned toward her, hands clenched into fists. "That damn lizard got me into trouble with his shape-shifting! I can't believe I ever thought he was cool…!" The young homunculus continued ranting, making me wonder how I thought he was tolerable to begin with.

Jeez, what a tantrum…

We all crowded into the elevator, the beautiful homunculus holding my leash pressing the "down" arrow before the doors closed. Strange, I didn't remember the elevators being so high-tech…

When the silvery doors opened again, they lead to Father's lair, which again looked pretty much the same as it always did.

Instead of us waiting for his arrival this time, he was already seated in his chair, reading a manga with Wrath stationed at one side. Fortunately, New Greed was nowhere to be seen.

Good riddance, bastard.

NE took a seat farthest away from me, which she made sure I was close to Father. His eyes were still flashing, though his face was now (more or less) calm in comparison.

I looked up at Gel, noticing the distracted look she had in her eyes. What was she thinking about so deeply?

A dull thump of paper hitting paper (or basically the sound of a book being closed) sounded, meaning Father was "back with us" (no, that's not an alien reference, now be quiet). He was leaning forward toward me when I turned back toward him, his purple eyes contemplative and observant (maybe even a mild flicker of hope). "Envy?"

I nodded, setting myself down with my two rear sets of legs.

Wonder what he could possibly want with me now.

To Be Continued…