Disclaimer: SPOILERS AHEAD! SPOILERS AHEAD! I don't own the Characters from SoD. Wish I did. Homunculus, Rowr. anyways, I finished one of the endings, where Eike turns out to be Wagner. And I saw how hurt Eike sounded when he confronted Homunculus with using him and the demon brushed it off. It sounded to me like there was more behind it.. So The Plot bunny bit me.

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WARNING, ACHTUNG: Slash: Eike/Homunculus. This is also slightly AU. I haven't finished the game and seen all the endings yet so if I screw something up bear with me. Please?

(Edit: Now easier to read, if not understand.)
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Eike leaned against the wall outside Margerete's house.

"So that's it . . .he's using me . . . I'm only a tool to him. Well duh, Eike, what did you think? That he actually loved you? No one loves you." It wasn't an accusation, but a monotone statement of fact.

"No parents, They probably dumped you off at the orphanage. Barely any friends . . . Why are you even trying to stay alive?" He hadn't known before, but the pieces were falling into place. Dr. Wagner was trying to create Homunculus, Homunculus wanted him to give Wagner the Philosopher's stone. But since Homunculus already existed he had given Wagner the stone before. His head hurt thinking about all the paradoxes he was living. But . . . it hadn't mattered. . . once. He closed his eyes and remembered.

/ The blonde leaned against the statue, resting before going to face his death yet again.

"So quiet Eike, what's wrong?" Eike shook his head.

"Besides someone trying to kill me for no known reason? Nothing at all." A delicate hand perched on his shoulder.

"I can help you forget for a while if you wish." Eike turned to looked into the face of his savior.

"What are you talking about?" A cool hand pulled his head forward into a searing kiss. /

The blonde American ignored the pain in his hand as his nails cut into his palm. Damn him. Homunculus: Torturer, Savior, Light, Dark, Death, Life, Nothing but trouble.

"Hate him. Love him." His incoherent mumblings were lost when the digipad activated, warning him of yet another death. He shook his head. Poison. Antidote. Right! He typed in the date of his own time and closed his eyes as the green light enfolded him yet again. Eike stumbled as his feet hit the ground, He'd left it to long, he knew.

His stomach was burning, his head was pounding, and his vision was blurring. He dug into his pocket and pulled out the vial of antidote, brought it to his lips and chugging the whole bottle. The antidote was revolting! It slid like grease along his throat, seeming to have a life of it's own as it squirmed down to his stomach. The blonde fell to his knees bent double, his vision was completely gone now, and everything was black. His last thought was, 'Poison, Antidote, Death, Homunculus is going to be very sarcastic about this . . .' he woke to someone gently shaking his shoulder.

"Eike. Eike, wake up." The lack of complete silence informed him that he was NOT in the 'timeless room', as he had dubbed it. He opened his eyes and lost himself in bottomless pools of scarlet. The moment was ruined when his much- abused digestive organ heaved. The American rolled onto his side away from Homunculus and heaved up what he'd eaten that night.

Homunculus was confused, he was supposed to be the perfect being, a demon, and a stealer of souls. Yet here he was, worrying about a human . . . against all reason.

'Well of course I'm worrying about him, he is my semi- creator after all.' But there was something else; a tug in his chest as the blonde lay on the ground, wracked with pain. Something made him want to hold Eike, stroke his hair and murmur soothing words. But he knew it would be an insult to the mans integrity, he had already come back from five deaths, showing amazing resilience. But, the memory swept over him.

/ hands tracing a pale chest, trailing lines of fire, heat warmth, Completion. /

For a time both of them had been able to forget; to ignore the attempts on Eike's life, to ignore the tangled threads of fate and time. And Homunculus had been able to simply revel in being whole for the first time in his prolonged life. Unable to ignore it any longer, the demon gently lay Eike's head in his lap.

"Wha-?" The American's half formed question led to another bout of vomiting, and then him going limp, unconscious. Homunculus sighed,

"We can't have this, You must rest." He concentrated, letting his powers fill and surround him, gently cradling Eike. He transported them both to his home, where time had no meaning. And the fated man could heal, from his . . . Allergic reaction to the Antidote that saved his life. As he leaned against the head of the statue of Alexander, unconscious man cradled against him the demon began to chuckle, then to laugh.

"Only you Eike. Only you."