Roy. Roy. Roy. You poor boy.
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Just One of Those Days
Chapter Twenty Five: Taking RISKS
"You'll take care of them for me, won't you?"
Emerald eyes, such a deep and everlasting green stared into eyes of every shade of blue.
The blue eyed woman frowned, idly stirring her cup of coffee, drowned in cream and sugar. She glanced back up and though her face remained stern, the corner of her mouth twitched into a frown.
"Why leave?" She questioned, her eyes softening. "I thought..."
"I know," The emerald eyed one glanced down. "But I've realized what I'm meant to do now, and it doesn't involve...this. Do you know what I mean?"
No. She didn't know what she meant. She never could understand her. But none the less, it was her duty, wasn't it? She was obligated to do this. Even if she were to tell her no, she knew she couldn't bear to see them hurt.
"I'll take care of them," she answered quietly, flicking her gaze off to the bustling street next to them, people going on about as if it were a normal day. "I promise."
Her eyes brightened and she gently took her hand in hers, smiling softly as her eyes glittered in excitement. "Thank you. Thank you! I promise I'll—"
"But," Blue eyes hardened as they stared deeply into green. "You have to tell him the truth."
The woman frowned, looking concerned. "I figured it would have been better to just...disappear. Cut it off and let him move on."
"He'll always be wondering if you'll ever come back." She explained, eyes shutting for a moment as she took a deep breath. "You have to tell him how you feel."
There was a pause before she nodded, smiling softly. "You always did know what was best."
A soft smile played on her lips as well and she shook her head. "I only did what I hoped was right."
The other woman stood, a smirk playing on her lips as her eyes glimmered brightly. There was something about her that she always did admire. The wild look in her eyes, the fire that couldn't be tamed.
Emerald eyes glimmered. "I'll tell him. Thank you. You have no idea how much... Just, thank you."
The two embraced and the blue eyed woman watched as the other woman left from her view, disappearing into the crowd like a ghost. Footsteps reached her ears and she turned to meet a pair of curious black orbs.
"If I may," The man began, a small smile on his face as he walked over to her. "What is such a lovely flower as yourself doing here all alone?"
The woman offered a small grin, stretching her arms over her head with a yawn. "Just getting away from it all." A sly look entered her eyes. "Now what is a busy man like you doing away from all his paperwork?"
The male cringed, running a hand through dark locks. The woman let out a laugh and shook her head. "Tell you what, I'm rather hungry right now, and if you ever so kindly offer to treat me to some dessert, I won't tattle."
The man smirked as he walked beside her, shoulders brushing ever so slightly. "Well, I do happen to know a rather nice bakery with the best cakes in the world."
The woman threw her head back and let out a melodious laugh, one that brought a smile to the man's face as he looked to her fondly.
"You know me too well—"
Roy.
"So, you mind telling me why on earth we're sneaking around Central, and not with Edward and the rest of the gang?"
Greed rolled his eyes and continued stalking forward, hands in his pockets as his eyes flickered around the city. "I told you, kitten. I'm going to be king of the whole world."
I frowned in confusion. "Then what are we doing?"
Greed half turned his head to me and smirked, eyes flashing. "Just trust me."
Trust me.
"Like I could trust some guy like you," I muttered, crossing my arms over my chest.
Greed merely continued to smirk, darting from alley way to alley way, eyes constantly moving about. Even if he hid it well enough, I could sense the faintest hint of unease trailing off of him.
I could only frown and follow after him, hopeless to intervene and unaware of whatever he was planning in that devious head of his.
Two older men walked by and Greed pressed himself into the shadows, eyes curious as their conversation floated by us.
"I heard the Fuhrer was killed in a train accident!" The older looking male exclaimed, looking to his companion. "He was returning from the East and bam! Half the road collapses."
My ears pricked at this. The Fuhrer, meaning Wrath, had been killed? But wasn't he a homunculus?
They can die too.
An image of Gluttony being swallowed by one of his own flashed through my mind and I shut my eyes, shuddering at the memory. These were not people to underestimate. They were killers.
My thoughts wandered off to a wounded Alacrity, angered and bleeding as she had flashed away. Where was she now? The hair on the back of my neck prickled. Wherever she was, that wasn't the last time we'd be meeting.
Something big was coming up.
"What're you staring at?" Greed called over and I blinked, looking up and finding him already several feet away. "We have somewhere to be, kitten."
I snorted, catching up to him. "It'd help if I knew where that somewhere was."
Greed once more rolled his eyes, walking calmly through the crowded streets as people rushed by us. I cringed. The constant feel of people passing through you wasn't a pleasant one.
There was a faint sting of pain in my chest as the people walking by continued to move through me, not even knowing I was there. I was never one for hanging out in crowds...but still. This was just basically the ultimate form of forever alone.
That's why I need my body. I reasoned, nodding my head slightly. Once I get it back, everything will be back to normal.
...would it really? What was going to happen once this was all over? Would we all get our happy endings?
Too many questions. I grimaced, shaking my head. Damn, evil people and their stupid ideals for world conquest.
I nearly toppled over when I bumped into a figure a little shorter than me. I threw my arms out and caught my self from landing on the other person, taking a step back with wide eyes. "My bad! I'm so sorry. Ii wasn't looking—"
"Oh, it's quite all right, dearie. I wasn't looking either." The old lady replied, smiling up at me. "Now if you'll just excuse me..."
"Oh, right!" I instantly stepped out of the way and the old lady smiled, walking past. I shook my head, rubbing my temple in an attempt to try and clear my head of all these dizzying thoughts.
Wait.
I blinked a moment and then whirled around, scanning the crowd for any sign of that old lady.
There were none.
I furrowed my brows and shook my head. That old lady had seen me, hadn't she? That must've been how she had been able to bump into me...
"Are you always going to be spacing out on me like this?" Greed drawled, an arm encircling my shoulders as he steered us through the crowd. "It's cute and all but it's getting a bit troublesome, kitten."
"I would apologize," I began, looking up to him with a blank stare. "But I don't think you deserve one."
Greed rolled his eyes at this. "Let's just get going. Word of ol' Wrath's death is spreading fast, and I want to see for myself if it's true."
I felt myself zoning out, and I couldn't help but risk another glance backwards.
The crowds continued to constantly move with different people, some of which were giving Greed weird looks for having his arm slung over air. But there was no sign of the old lady.
"Someone saw me," I murmured, looking back ahead with my brows furrowed. "They saw me and talked to me..."
"Who was this person?" Greed questioned, his voice was curious but tense.
I rolled my eyes at the tone. "It was a very, very handsome—"
Greed's eyes narrowed.
"Old lady." I finished and Greed blinked before giving me an annoyed glare. "But that's not the point. She saw me, and only a few normal people and the rest of you whack jobs have been able to do that."
"I'm sure there are plenty of people out there who can see the dead," Greed responded, eyes focused straight ahead. "Besides, it was just an old lady."
"But she seemed really familiar," I persisted, furrowing my brows. "I know I've seen her somewhere before."
Greed shook his head, glancing down at me with a cool look in his eye. "Don't worry about it, alright? I'm sure it was just one of those coincidences."
I frowned for a minute more before eventually sighing, nudging Greed's arm off of me and nodding my head slightly. "It just felt so...familiar."
"We've got more important things to be worrying about, kitten." Greed murmured, pulling back into an alley as several cars rode past, blue military uniforms crowding the trucks as they headed toward an area of smoke rising up.
I narrowed my eyes and listened intently, faintly catching the sounds of explosions rocketing through. I blinked in surprise and looked to Greed. "What's going on?"
"It's an upheaval." Greed smirked, watching as truck after truck rode past, guns raised up and ready. "Looks like the party has just about started."
Greed's gaze turned upwards and I followed his stare, catching the faint glimpse of white of Central HQ amongst the other buildings. A smirk touched his lips and his eyes narrowed the faintest inch.
I let out a loose sigh and swallowed the lump in my throat. A chill had begun to run up and down my spine, and I knew that we were getting close. And as much as all my common screamed at me to run away, instinct to fight or flight had already made its choice.
Greed glanced back at me; the smirk still plastered on his face, but for a split second, something akin to fear flickered through his amethyst orbs.
Instantly I was confused. Greed didn't get scared. He was way to cocky for his own good to ever fear for his own life. Then why...?
It's not...It's not for me... Is it?
I shook away the thought, instead hardening my eyes and cocking my head to the side and tilting my chin up in that challenging way I always did.
"What?" I questioned, narrowing my eyes as Greed blinked, a look of faint surprise flittering across his features. "Don't tell me you're going to tell me to stay back too."
A faint look of recognition etched itself into his eyes for a moment before he smirked, shaking his head. "You never did listen." He murmured, just barely audible for me to hear.
Greed's gaze sharpened and he flashed me his smug smirk once more.
"Let's go."
"I have a bad feeling," Ling murmured, crossing his arms over his chest as his brows furrowed. "This isn't going to end well, I just know it."
"Stop your worrying." Greed sneered, the red mass looking towards Ling. "Just sit back and enjoy the show, would ya? I don't need you nagging me every second."
Ling's eye twitched in annoyance. "There's no way I could simply sit back when Ghosty's life could be on the line."
"She's dead." Greed stated flatly, looking to Greed coolly. "And right now, that makes her as safe as she can be."
"She still feels pain," Ling persisted, his face hardening. "She still gets hurt. And who knows what could happen if she has another one of those black outs—"
"I won't let anything happen to her." Greed cut off, his voice hard. "She is my possession alright."
Ling narrowed his eyes and scowled, his cross legged position amidst the swirling mass of souls shoving just how tense he was. "She's not your possession." He paused a moment. "She's mine."
Greed let out a mocking laugh and Ling frowned, looking up. "What? She is!"
"Your avarice is admirable, brat." Greed smirked, examining him curiously. "But there are some things in this world you just can't have."
"I haven't given up yet." Ling smirked, tilting his chin up at Greed challengingly. "My love for Ghosty can surpass any hurdle."
Greed snorted at this, eye rolling at the boy. But Ling was caught off guard by the oddly serious tone he took on with what he asked next.
"Do you love her?"
Ling blinked, looking to Greed in confusion. "Of course I love Ghosty. More than she'd ever know. What kind of a question is that?"
Greed was silent for a moment. "What if she leaves you?"
It was Ling's turn to be silent. But the prince was silent for a second before he answered without any hesitation in his body. "I love, Ghosty, kitten, whatever you see her as. And no matter her choice, I'll always love her. If it makes her happy, then fine by me."
The conviction, the heart, the meaning in Ling's words would have been enough to make any girl swoon. Greed, all the while, simply remain silent.
"Do you love her?" Ling questioned, his voice held no animosity, but simple curiosity.
Greed was gone before he even finished.
Déjà's ears twitched at the sound of fighting echoing throughout the entire room. Her fur rose along her spine as Roy examined the lumbering, human-like white figures coming towards them.
The feline unsheathed her claws and tensed, prepared to leap to Roy's defense as he cast his gaze around the room. Déjà noted that Edward and several others she didn't know were fighting off the humanoid creatures.
Her mind instantly registered them as allies, as she flicked the tip of her tail uneasily, watching as the figures came closer. Roy seemed to be doing the same, his eyes narrowed.
Riza aimed her gun at one of the creatures. "We just need to beat these white guys, right?"
"That won't work, Lieutenant!" Edward exclaimed, slamming his makeshift pole into another one of the creatures. "You can't beat these guys with bullets!"
"Not again!" Riza began, holding her gun back up as she looked around with wide eyes. "It's all we've been dealing with!"
Roy blinked in surprise, glancing over towards the creatures. "Are they homunculi?" His eyes narrowed as he noted the various wounds and green blood oozing from them. "No, they aren't self-repairing."
Déjà let out a hiss and Edward blinked, his gaze landing on the cat. "What's she doing here? Ghosty'll kill you if you let her get hurt!"
"Your friend has no need to worry," Roy smirked, reaching a hand up to rub Déjà's ears. "She's well taken care of—eh?"
The raven haired man blinked as he looked at his now empty shoulder. A yowl reached his ears and he spotted Déjà zipping in and out through the creatures, dealing harsh bites and long, deep gashes.
"Well taken care of, huh?" Edward muttered, giving the colonel a dirty look.
"Déjà!" Roy exclaimed, running after the cat. "Get back here!"
Déjà hissed as a creature lunged at her, mouth open and a hungry look in its eye. She slashed her claws down his single eye and the creature let out a scream of pain, staggering backwards.
The rest surged forward and Déjà darted out through there legs, letting out a mew of surprise as a hand gripped her tail. One white creature lifted her up into the air, staring at the cat in confusion as Déjà hissed, clawing at the space between them.
The humanoid opened up its mouth wide, revealing sharp teeth caked in blood and green slime. Déjà flattened her ears against her head; her blue eyes glowed for the faintest second before a crackle of red flew by her.
Within seconds, an explosion of flames engulfed the room, targeting only the white humanoid creatures. Screams of pain echoed throughout the room and Déjà found herself landing into a pair of strong arms.
The feline glanced up to meet the worried gaze of a slightly annoyed Roy. "Right now, the last thing I need you to do is going running off head first into battle. Just stay by my side."
Déjà offered up what could only be the cat equivalent of a sheepish grin, and Roy found himself frozen for a moment.
"Stay by my side. Just stay."
"I will. I promise. But I have to go."
As the flames dispersed, the forms of the humanoid creatures remained outlined in ash for a split second before they crumpled to dust. Déjà glanced up to see Roy staring straight ahead at Edward. "They are the enemy, Fullmetal."
Edward looked back, his eyes still wide with shock and the faintest hint of horror at what had just happened. But they soon listened in understanding and he cast his gaze downwards.
Déjà's eyes softened and she shifted in Roy's arms, bunching her muscles to leap from his arms. But a firm hand clamped down on her and Déjà looked up in surprise, meeting Roy's stern gaze.
"Oh no," He began, running his gloved hand over her head softly. "I'm not letting you get away that easily now."
Déjà flicked her ear in annoyance, letting out a questioning mrrow. Roy rolled his eyes, patting her on the head. "Leaping headfirst into things is going to get you hurt."
The man stiffened, his eyes darkening. "...or killed." He murmured, his gaze growing distant as he looked off to the side.
Déjà spotted Riza eyeing Roy with a sad look in her eyes. The blonde woman flicked her gaze down to Déjà blinking at the cat that stared back with eyes of every shade of blue. Her brows furrowed faintly and she glanced back to Roy, a confused sort of look entering her eyes.
But further thought on the subject was interrupted as a loud creak echoed through the room. Everyone glanced upwards, eyes wide as the pipes serving as the ceiling above shook once before collapsing in a massive explosion of dust.
A small girl with her hair pulled back into buns with long braids collided onto the top of the open doorway. One of the strangers Déjà did not know glanced up with wide eyes. "May!"
As the dust began to clear off the floor, Déjà's eyes locked on a figure that had begun to rise out of the dust, hair like a palm tree fanning out around him as he glanced upwards, looking around with a slightly confused look on his face.
The fur rose along her spine and she let out a low hiss, slightly digging her claws into Roy's arms.
"Envy!" Edward exclaimed, eyes wide as Envy's head shot up.
"You guys..." Envy glanced over and growled in frustration as May ran over to where Scar was, standing beside him as she glared at Envy.
"Fool!" Scar growled, glaring at May. "Why didn't you go back to your home country?"
May flinched, looking up with wide eyes that began to tear up. "But... I mean... I mean..."
"Never mind! Don't cry."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Scar!"
Déjà's whiskers twitched and her gaze flickered back over to where Envy stood, a slightly disgusted look on his face. "Geez, this is why you humans turn my stomach."
Envy let out a sigh, gazing out at the damage that had been done to the white room. "I have to admit, though, you've really done a number here."
His gaze flicked back to the group in front of him. "The Fullmetal Alchemist, the Flame Alchemist, not to mention Scar. The filthy chimeras who I owe for up north are here with you, and," his gaze landed on Déjà. "You have a cat."
Envy's eyes narrowed and a malicious sort of smile touched his lips as he looked from person to person. "Now then, which one of you will I deal with first?"
"You're Envy, are you?" Roy questioned and Déjà turned to look up at him curiously. "The homunculus who can change his shape, as I recall."
"Eh, so you know." Envy grinned, looking over to Roy. "Pleased to meet you, Colonel Mustang. Huh," Envy looked over to Scar. "Are you sure about this, Scar? This is one of the State Alchemists that turned Ishval into a hellhole."
Scar's face remained calm. "You're right."
Envy blinked, leaning forward in surprise. "Huh? You're acting chummy? You're no fun." Envy pouted, putting a hand to his forehead with a sigh. "Let me see you guys act more rumbly-grumbly. It's so much more fun when you maggots are shouting at each other."
Roy let out a sigh, an almost irritated sort of look creasing his brows for a moment. But it was the kind of look a mother would wear when she was fed up with her child. "We don't have time to entertain your boorish interests."
"Boorish?" Envy questioned incredulously. "Then let me ask you this: You humans love watching each others' misfortune, and watching fools run around in circles, don't you?"
Envy allowed a large, creepishly friendly smile plaster itself on his face. "Isn't that why you're always at war with each other?"
Roy closed his eyes for a moment, allowing a smirk to settle onto his lips. "Hmm, indeed, it is delightful to watch fools get worked up into a frenzy."
Envy whistled, a surprised look on his face.
Roy's eyes hardened as he flashed his smirk at Envy. "And watching fools who are homunculi go into a frenzy is especially enjoyable."
Envy gave a grunt of displeasure.
"I have answered your question." Roy began again and Déjà's ears twitched, an uncomfortable feeling running up her spine. "Now, why don't you answer mine?"
There was a pregnant pause, and Déjà found the unease she felt begin to grow as Roy's face hardened.
"Who was it that killed Maes Hughes?"
Déjà's eyes widened and she looked up at Roy in shock, letting out a meow of disapproval, but Roy ignored the feline in her arms.
Envy's eyes narrowed as he looked coolly towards Roy. "Answer me, homunculus."
Envy blinked calmly. "It was Maria Ross. The one you burned to death."
"No." Envy looked up in surprise at Roy's comment. "It wasn't her."
Envy let out a laugh, an excited look coming onto his face. "Huh? Then you burned an innocent girl alive! Nice work! You're awful! So, how did you break it to her family? Did you cry when you apologized? Or did you keep quiet because you were too afraid of them getting mad at you?"
"Would you quit working your mouth, you idiot?" Roy growled coldly. Déjà mewed nervously, pawing at Roy's arms, but the man simply ignored her.
Envy narrowed his eyes and scowled as Roy continued. "I have become sick and tired of asking you homunculi this question. Now tell me the truth, right now, you idiot! Who was it that killed Hughes?"
Envy's scowl suddenly turned into a smirk, then a chuckle, and then full blown laughter that echoed against the bare white walls of the room. Roy's face all the while remained impassive, while Déjà swished her tail nervously, her blue eyes growing concerned.
"Congratulations, Colonel Mustang." Envy smirked, putting a hand to his chest. "You've finally arrived at your answer."
Déjà froze.
Roy's eyes widened for a fraction of a second and Riza raised her gun, cocking it at Envy. The homunculus chuckled into his hand, shoulders shaking from the force of his mirth.
"I doubt a moron like you would be able to take Hughes." Roy retorted, one hand in his pocket as he regarded Envy calmly.
"Moron?" Envy exclaimed, red electricity flickering around him. "A moron is what you call someone like Hughes, for falling for a trick like this!"
And there, standing before them, was none other than Gracie Hughes.
Déjà felt her fur go on end. Not out of anger. But out of fear.
And the fear was not towards Envy.
Roy's face had gone a deathly shade of white and his eyes had darkened into a swirling mass of black. Envy's grin widened on Gracie's face as he leaned forward. "Hah! Your face has gone pale!"
He threw out his hands. "I like that expression! The look on Hughes' face when I killed him was terrific, too! The look on his face! The despair of being shot dead by someone with his beloved wife's face!" Envy grinned to himself in complete bliss. "Ah, it was terrific!"
Déjà let out a mewl of surprise when Roy set her gently onto the floor. She instantly walked back to him, pawing at his leg uncertainly, her eyes large and worried as she looked at his hooded face.
"That settles it, then." Roy began, his voice like ice. "You're the one who killed Hughes. All I needed to know was that fact." He slowly lifted his right hand. "You don't have to say anything else, Envy. I'll start by burning out the base of your tongue!"
Déjà's eyes widened in shock. The feline's body began to shake as she looked up at the face of a man, whom, based on the darkened look on his face, was out to kill.
Roy Mustang was out for revenge.
I halted in my step, feeling my entire body run cold.
I furrowed my brows and glanced behind me, spotting nothing but the occasional civilian walking by and the endless supply of military personal.
Tell him to let go.
I frowned, putting a hand to my head. The odd chill that had suddenly engulfed my body had scared me for a moment. The feeling was so...cold. It wasn't a burning anger, it was an ice cold rage, one that had been brooding for god knows how long.
And it was...scary.
"You alright?" Greed's voice broke through my thoughts and I blinked, turning to look at him as he watched me closely. "You look like you just saw a ghost."
"Haha," I gave a mock laugh, keeping my face blank as I faced him. "Never heard that one before."
Greed smirked. "What can I say? I always keep the ladies guessing."
I rolled my eyes, attempting to look annoyed by his smug attitude, but found the corner of my lips twitching upwards into a smile. Greed's smirk widened and he turned on his heel, looking up at the large building before us.
Central HQ was not in its best state, and that was to say the least. Smoke rose up from the various places the towering walls had suffered explosions. New explosions rocketed along the outer walls, sirens and shouts from those down below reached my ears.
I shut my eyes, and for a split second, tried to wish that none of this was happening.
It was a childish thought, I know, I know. But can you blame me? This is basically a war starting up before my own eyes. People...People are going to die. People have already died.
I let out a sigh, putting my hand over my eyes for a moment. I stared at the complete darkness, took a deep breath, and then reopened them to the world in front of me.
There was no wishing this away. This was reality. People were going to die. And a lot more were going to get hurt. I may have not have asked to be part of this, but I was. Like it or not, I had to do whatever I could.
"Almost there, kitten." Greed smirked, taking a step forward to the edge of the roof as he gazed at Central HQ. "Might as well take the front entrance, eh?"
I rolled my eyes, walking to stand beside him as I looked over HQ. "Well, if we're going to be wreaking havoc, we might as well do it in style."
Greed let out a bark of laughter, looking to me with a glint in his eye. "I knew there was a reason why I decided to pick you up off the streets."
"Pick me up?" I scoffed. "You kidnapped me, remember?"
"Only because you were bleeding to death."
"I would have been fine."
"You had a knife in your stomach."
"...so?"
Greed rolled his eyes at this and I looked at him indignantly. "What? I'm serious!"
"Whatever you say, kitten." Greed drawled, hands in his pockets as he let out a sigh.
I looked over at him curiously. "Why such a sad sigh?"
"Hmm?"
"Your sigh." I rolled my eyes. "Why'd it sound so sad?"
"Didn't sound sad to me."
"Whatever." I sighed, shaking my head. "You're just too much for me to handle."
Greed smirked at this and I rolled my eyes once more, but unable to shake off the sudden feeling of unease that pooled into me.
I felt my brows crease and the uneasiness grew as I looked down hard at the white roof top below me, contemplating what to say.
"Greed?"
"Hmm?" Greed repeated once more, his eyes shut as the wind tossed around his hair.
Ling's hair.
"I'm not a sap," I began, rubbing the back of my head as I looked at the floor, suddenly finding it rather interesting. "But, I don't know what's going to happen. And...I just...Well, I want you to know...that...um..."
"You going to spit it out or do I have to make you?" Greed inquired, looking over to her with a raised eyebrow.
I felt my cheeks grow hot. "I just...Ugh." I gripped my hair and growled inwardly. It couldn't be this hard, could it? I mean, what was keeping from saying it? Just say it!
"You're alright."
Greed blinked, looking at me with uncharacteristically wide eyes and a childishly confused face. "Huh?"
I felt my cheeks grow warmer and I looked the other way, crossing my arms over my chest. "You're alright. Alright? Don't make me say it again."
Greed was silent for a moment before a loud laugh escaped his lips. I whipped around and glared, the warm feeling on my cheeks growing hotter. "What?"
"You..." Greed gasped for breath, clutching his stomach as he let out a deep laugh, tossing his head back. "You're priceless! I mean, was something like that that hard to say? And here I was, expecting some sort of love confession."
"Yes! It was!" I exclaimed indignantly. "I hate you remember! You should be honored that I'm willing to say you're alright. You know what? I take it back. You are not alright. You're just...just...just a jerk! Yeah! A bully!"
"Am I?" Greed mused, looking to me with a smug sort of smile. "Rather childish of you, don't you think?"
I let out a low growl and Greed let out another laugh, shaking his head. I blew sigh through my lips and turned my head away from the annoying homunculus, nursing my wounded pride.
"Aw, don't tell me I made you upset now." Greed cooed, and I flashed him a venomous glare, only sending him into another fit of laughter.
"It's not funny!" I growled, looking to him in anger.
"Yes, it is." Greed smirked, looking over at me. "You're too innocent for your own good, you know that?"
"Innocent?" I blinked at him owlishly. "What're you talking about?"
Greed waved away the question with his hand, smirk still plastered on his face. "All right, how about I make a deal with you?"
I narrowed my eyes at him suspiciously. "What kind of deal?"
Greed was suddenly a little to close for comfort. His own body leaned over towards me and I took a step back, meeting him stare for stare as he continued to smirk down at me.
"If I end up dying, I'll tell you a secret." Greed answered, his eyes glimmering with something I couldn't put my finger on.
I frowned, realizing what was wrong with this. "But if you die, how could you tell me?"
"I'll tell you right before." Greed responded simply, smirking at me.
I blinked as Greed took a step back and looked back to Central HQ. I felt my brows crease once more and I looked up at him in confusion. "What about if you don't die?"
Greed flicked his gaze back to me. His eyes were calm, cool, not revealing a single emotion.
"We'll just have to deal with that if it comes up then."
Omake: Ling's Steps to Wooing Ghosty!
Step One: Charm
"Oh, Ghosty~" Ling cried, walking down the studio hallways. "Ghosty~"
The prince's eyes instantly locked on the head of ginger sitting at a stool at the bar counter. Ling's eyes glimmered and he flipped his signature bangs, stepping into the room like he owned the place.
Ghosty let out a sigh of content, taking a sip of her vanilla milkshake with a blissful smile.
Oh, how she adored sweets.
"Why, hello there."
And...her peace was ruined.
Apple red orbs glanced over to a bright face simply oozing with charisma. The other workers and extras still hanging around the studio sighed at the sight of Ling, fanning their faces at his charming smile.
"Can I help you?" Ghosty questioned flatly, looking at Ling blandly.
"Why yes, yes you could."
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...
"Well?"
"Hmm? Oh, my bad. I was just getting lost in your eyes."
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...
"Ling," Ghosty sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose and she shut her eyes. "I really do try to see the best in people, I do. But...have you just dropped to a new level of stupidity?"
"Of course not," Ling grinned, beaming at Ghosty. "I'm flirting with you, silly!"
Ghosty blinked, looking at Ling quizzically. "...what?"
"Flirting." Ling began, looking at Ghosty as if she were a child. "It's something someone does when they want to win the affections of their lov—"
"I know what flirting is!" Ghosty snapped, shaking her head at the male. "But normally, people don't tell you flat out."
"Then you like your men bold?" Ling questioned, perking up at this immediately. "Because if that's so, then my dear Ghosty, I can be quite bold."
"Ling, as much as I appreciate the truth (Somewhere out there, Truth laughed at this.), I'd rather you not flirt with me at all. It's not going to go anywhere, buddy." Ghosty offered Ling a comforting pat on the back. "There are plenty of fish in the sea, you know."
...
"...Ling?"
Ling had a blissful look on his face. Ghosty stared at the prince with a raised eyebrow. "You alright there?"
"You were willing to touch me..."
"Um, so?"
Ling snapped his head around to look at Ghosty intently. The ginger blinked in surprise at the intensity of his stare. "L-Ling?"
"Ghosty," Ling began, his voice all too serious.
Ghosty swallowed the growing lump in her throat. "Y-yeah?"
...
"Does this mean I can touch you however I want to?"
...
...
...
"HOW THE HELL DID YOU COME UP WITH SOMETHING LIKE THAT?"
Success or Fail: Fail
This chapter felt rather Déjà central to me. Anyone else think so? Well, guess it's reasonable. Since I'm sure all of you know by now that Déjà is playing a very important roll to this story. :) What role she plays? All shall be revealed...
THIS STORY IS JUST GETTING CLOSER AND CLOSER TO ENDING! D:
But at least yall have a sequel to look forward too. :D
I'll most likely be posting the sequel to this about two months after the epilogue. I'll post up and author's note on this story when I have it posted up. Until then, I hope you'll all stay loyal to the story!
THANKS FOR AL THE REVIEWS. I LOVE YOU ALL.
Spot'sGalFrom1899: HELLO TO YOU YOU WONDERFUL CREATURE. Haha, thanks! And thanks for the review!
Tokyorose627: Haha, all will be revealed. I'm wondering who too. It's heartbreaking to try and decide. This is the only downfall to love triangles. :( Thanks for the review!
Reaper. death: Aw, thanks. It's nice to know that I'm not being pressured into updating. What's wrong? Don't leave me hanging! Thanks for the review!
FireDragonX23: Thanks! And thanks for the review!
Certified Chocoholic: Oh darn. Well, if you do ever come for a visit, tell me! Of course I remember! :D Paper cranes! I can never make those. I always tried learning, but I'm too ADD for my own good. Haha, vanilla! Thanks for the review!
Hopeless Alchemist: I am too, haha. I honestly found him the most innocent out of them all, I mean, despite the fact that he eats people. And I wanted to slap Pride for killing him. Thanks! I hope you had a wonderful Christmas as well! Or whatever holiday you celebrate. Haha, thanks for the review!
LeoInuyuka: I am too, man. I am too. D: Really? Imma go check it out right now! :D And no problem! Writers gotta help other writers, eh? Ah, gotta love Greedling. THAT'S WHY I AVOID THERAPIST WITH A BURNING PASSION. Thank you for all your reviews!
Neusuada: Haha, thanks! And thanks for the review!
Shadow Realm Triforce: Ah, maybe, maybe not! They are aren't they? Just a rag tag group of people with too many problems to count. Haha, I won't be spilling any secrets about Déjà just yet! They could've been, but I ain't gonna spill! Hmm, I'm not to sure myself, maybe seven? Ten? I have no clue. Thanks for your review!
Wapahani Raiders: Tell me about it. Haha, thanks for the review!
Coporal cat: Haha, aw shucks. Thanks for the review!
Diclonious57: Well thanks for reviewing a lot! Thanks! And thanks for the review too!
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The Alchemy Goddess: It is a big piece. The only question is, where does it fit? Haha, you're getting warmer, but you haven't hit home base just yet! An imaginary rock? Good one. The only other thing I can think of that matches up to that is just randomly tripping over air. Oh, they'll keep coming alright. Especially next chapter! There's going to be quite the big piece in that one! Thanks for the review!
Molly Grace 16: Yuppers. Yuppers. And, yuppers! I look forward to your next review! Haha, thanks for the review!
DoctorWhotaliaandtheOlympian s: LOL. Would be less heartbreak. Thanks for the review!
Akira45: Thanks! And thanks for the review!
Siri Catriona: PLOT BE THICKENING INDEED! Haha, you did? It was amazing, right? It was funny, badass, amazing, awesome, and just...epic. Thanks for the review!
Crazyquilt: She might be~ Even I don't know who to root for, haha. Thanks for the review!
HomunculusInsani: Ah, at the moment! But the fates may just be playing a different role on our favorite main character! Thanks for the review!
A simple fan: Haha, lots of questions to be answered, huh? Fear not! All shall be revealed! I think...JK. Maybe. :D Sorry for the late update! Thanks for the review!
Nadzuke eno mono: LAWL. I laughed so hard at that. For it describes the evil yet badass character known as Pride. Thanks! And thanks for the review!
ShizukaRen-Hime: Thanks! I'm glad it did! I won't to show that Alacrity isn't some bad guy to fill space; her role is an important one, even if she hasn't shown it just yet. I did too! I miss writing his upbeat nature. Thanks for the review!
WhiteTiger BlackWolf: The world is ending. RUN FOR YOUR LIVES. Envy would probably snap and go on an angry rampage. I can see it now. THERAPIST ON THE LOOSE. Haha, thanks for the review!
Shadow Clad Alchemist: LOL. She's got patience. I'll give her that. Especially since she and Fanny share a total love-hate relationship. I'm honored to know that you think so greatly of my story to such an extent. :D It's heartwarming to know this story can give people real joy. Thanks for the review!
Guest: I updated! Thanks for the review!
Angelbeets: I do plan on following the anime to a certain extent, some things might be changed, but since I'm plotting out the sequel, I think I know just how far I'm going to be following the plot. Thanks for the review!
Musiclover1072: Ah, the beginning parts will all makes sense later on! I hope. Haha, the graveyard scene was basically Mustang starting off to visit Hughes, and Hughes ghost is there, watching Mustang, but when he notices is a rather familiar looking woman standing where Déjà is. Mustang notices none of this of course though. I'm not to sure about the ending though, since I'm branching off a sequel to this. But I'll see what I can do! Thanks for the review!
JealousyDandi: Haha, I mean, Envy's alright at times, but he just rubs me the wrong way sometimes. I mean...meh. A Greedsty and Lingsty shipper, eh? Haha, thanks for the review!
Ink Asylum: An amazing moment? Well, with the scenes that I know are coming up, there may just be one. Haha, I can promise you that some conflict will most definitely arise involving Ghosty's necklace. I just won't say when. Thanks for the review!
Guest12: Thanks! Haha, I'm glad that this story's enjoyable for you! Thanks for the review!
Kiterious: Yup. Gotta give some Lingsty fans what they want. Haha, I'm glad you liked it! Alacrity will be making her move again soon, just you wait! Thanks for the review!
THANK YOU FOR ALL THE REVIEWS GUYS. I love you all. :D If fanfic allowed hearts, I would totally type one. (insert heart)
NOW ALL I ASK IS THAT CHA REVIEW!
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