Each individual chapter will have a different rating, different pairings, different spoilers, and a different setting and timeline. Multiple people were involved in writing this fic, I do not claim to have written anything other than my own characters. I do however claim to have come up with the plot, story idea, and organizing it all. The others who write characters in this fic are well aware that I am posting it, and contribute willingly. This fic is an ongoing project with an unknown number of parts, with alternate storyline as of the fifth laboratory incident. Enjoy!


Intentions in Murky Water
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Implied EnvyxWrath, LustxSloth, over the board affections between chimeras.
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA.
Spoilers: Sin identities, Lust's birth.
Setting: Irrtum, a city in Ishbar.
Timeline:
After the confrontation between the Abominations and the Devil's Nest.
Nothing is as it seems in this city of the dead, where ghostly curtains of worn thin fabric hang eerily in empty windows. Windows that at one time, were filled with light, filtered laughter, and framed families. All of that was lost with the Ishbar war, however, and the city was left as naught but a ghost town. But nothing is as it seems here, and perhaps a stray glance would tell you that a bustling crowd filled the streets, your ears catching the sounds of traffic and gossip. And just as suddenly it would be gone, as though it were never there at all.

Nothing but shadows of a life once prosperous, but a death too horrid to send the life away completely, its secrets to be buried forever with the bodies that had long since decomposed and rejoined the soil to become a constant reminder...

Or perhaps, it was just the delusional figment of imagination that came from the long, empty travel to this desolate place, so far away from anything that could be called civilization.

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Lazy, bored, violet eyes stared out of one of the few paned glass windows that remained in the city, as the Homunculus huffed a sigh irritatedly. "Hmph...why do we have to stay here of all places! It's not even remotely pleasant..."

Atop a dusty pile of rubble along the wall was where the other Homunculus in the room sat quietly, her legs crossed and chin in hand.

"Mm... what's wrong, Envy? Bored?"

Kohl-dark lashes lift to reveal her own violet-hued orbs, a hint of boredom in their depths, though the faint smirk on her lips indicated that she was otherwise amused by Envy's restlessness. She tucked a wisp of ebony behind her ear before standing, brushing herself off and resting a hand on one cocked hip as she turned to peer out of the window as well. This place brought its own brand of unpleasantness to the one called Lust, for reasons she was loathe to even attempt to comprehend...

She was not, however, as eager as Envy to voice her complaints.

"Feh...why here..." Envy mumbled again, poking at a rock with his toes rather idly. "And where'd Gluttony get off to anyway..."

The green haired Homunculus cocked his head at Lust, a wicked smirk on his face. "Hey...I followed Wrath after you told him Sloth was dead, and it turns out the kid actually found Sloth for us! It's a grubby little town in the south, I asked Him about it but He didn't answer, figures..." Violet eyes turned back to the window again, as though something might actually happen outside of it.

"Is that so?" Lust's pale expression betrayed nothing, her vacant-yet-piercing gaze continuing to watch the scenery through the window, a window that might have shown her much happier sights in a former lifetime, when there was a village here in destruction's stead. But there was only the same nothing out there as the nothing in her heart, and it made her feel uneasy.

Her brow furrowed and a frown tugged at her lips. "If there's someplace you'd rather be right now, I'm open to suggestions."

Envy hopped down from the windowsill, stretching a bit. "But would leaving be that good of an idea right now? After all, we hardly even know this new guy...there's no telling what He could do...but I hate it here...che..."

He shrugged a bit, his usual expression slipping on. "Hmmm...but He said we were supposed to wait for a signal from those Abominations, so really we can't do much but wait, can we?"

Lust took Envy's place at the windowsill, leaning back against the pane of glass, her hair spilling over her shoulders as they hunched slightly. The frown was quickly replaced by another ghost of a smirk, her legs crossing with a whispering swish of her dress.

"I wonder..." Lust tilted her head slightly. "But we really have no choice but to wait, you're right. You're just going to have to find some way to amuse yourself in the meantime."

Envy shrugged again. "If you hadn't run off little Wrath I could have plenty of fun right here..."

Slightly sharp teeth gleamed in the shadows, a wickedly perverse grin upon the Homunculus's face.

The corner of Lust's mouth quirked, pulling her smirk tighter. "Oh? And you would do such a thing right here, in front of a lady? Really, Envy, you should show more self-control."

There was a crackling sound, and it was the form of Sloth that stepped out of the shadows and up to Lust, half-lidded amethyst eyes gazing into hers as lithe fingertips brushed against her cheek lightly. "And if you hadn't run me off..."

Envy let the words linger, leaning so close that his current form was just centimeters away from Lust's face, and then he smirked and spun around, crackling from head to toe and he was himself again. At least, as much himself as he wanted to be.

"You know it's true..." Envy snickered.

Lust simply stared back at the crackling form that was Envy, all amusement drained from her face. That wasn't really what she meant when she told Envy he should find some way to entertain himself. Her arms folded across her chest, a defiant gesture.

"I'm glad you're so amused." She droned, turning her face away from him and giving a sidelong look out the window.

"Awwww...did I touch a sore spot?" Envy teased at her, grinning amusedly.

"Really, though, you're more sour than usual!"

"I don't like it here," Lust finally conceded her feelings, acknowledging them grudgingly. She started liking it even less after Envy started pushing her buttons for amusement.

"Oh that's riiiiiight!" Envy's grin broadened as he acted thoughtful. "You were created near here weren't you!"

Clapping his hands together suddenly, Envy spun on his heels to face the younger Homunculus. "I know! We could go on a field trip!"

Lust's unamused frown gave way to a full-on glare, her long, talon-like fingers extending and raking down the glass of the window with a resentful screech. She remained calm despite Envy's goading, allowing her murderous stare and the window shrieking in protest to speak for themselves. "Now, now -- let's not stray from the task at hand. We have a job to do right now, don't we?"

A vile grin accompanied her cold stare as her fingers continued to scar the window.

"You wouldn't want to have to be the one to tell Him we got distracted, ne?"

Envy didn't let the obviously aggressive behavior irk him at all, as it seemed only to further amuse him, grin turning into a full-on smirk.

"It's only a few hours away, though...right? We could go and be back before sunset! Or are you scared to go back to your birthplace, hmmm, Lust?"

There was a wicked gleam in his eyes, one hand on his hip. There wasn't one of them that could beat him, so it had quickly become one of Envy's favorite pastimes to find and push the other Homunculus' buttons.

Lust's fingers ceased their assault on the window, that hand dropping to her side as she regained some semblance of composure -- she knew better than to let Envy get to her. She might just start to regret having run Wrath off if this was the best form of entertainment for himself that Envy could come up with.

Scared to be debilitated by remnants of a former life whose fractured memories are scary enough in their own right? Perhaps. But she felt no particular inclination to share this with Envy.

"I wonder..." She mused with that honey-dipped voice of hers, that vile smile never leaving her pale face. "Is this all that it takes to get you off?

"Would it excite you to hurt me, Envy?"

The older Homunculus' grin was now lacking the gleaming teeth, but it was still there, amethyst eyes slitted at Lust.

"Heh...maybe..."

Envy's look became a bit more laid back, lazily predatory, as he leaned back against a few dusty crates, arms draped casually out to the sides. "What would you do if I said it would?"

The bait was set. However, it didn't really matter if it was taken or not, the outcome would be the same.

Which Lust knew. She was not a stupid woman.

"Mmm... I'm not sure there would be much I could do against you, now would there?" Lust leaned forward in her seat, resting her chin in her hand and matching Envy's narrowed gaze with a hooded stare of her own.

"But I do have to ask, regardless... do you like it when your prey fights back?" Because if those claws were indicative of anything, it was that Lust would not go down without a fight, if not for as much her own enjoyment as Envy's.

Envy cocked his head back to the side slightly, teeth once more in that jagged, perverse grin.

"If they don't struggle, fight, or run, what's the fun in it?"

That voice was still as sly as ever as the Homunculus slumped forward slightly, supported by his arms hooked around the corners of the crates, though it took on a wicked, sadistic undertone then. Envy licked his lips. "It's the most exhilarating thing...the look of knowing that there's nothing they can do to save themselves...the fear that's so thick in the air you can taste it!"

"Well... that's where I'm afraid I'm lacking," Lust veritably purred as she stood, the clacking of her heels echoing as she took a few steps closer.

In one fluid motion, her fingers shoot across the room, two on either side of Envy's head and two on either side of his torso, barely missing and piercing the wall behind him.

"You see... I'm not afraid of you."

"Defiance rather than fear only makes it all the more fun to break them..." Envy smirked, not even blinking an eye as Lust's claws pierced the wall to either side of him.

Advancing on Envy, she retracted her claws little by little with each step, effectively keeping him trapped in her grasp until she was close enough to press her palm against his chest. Lust didn't doubt that Envy wouldn't attempt to break her. There was only one small little detail...

"I'm not made of glass."

"Do you think it matters to me?" Envy was relaxed. Maybe too relaxed it would seem. "Glass is too easy to break, so it's not even that fun anymore...why break glass when you can break even the toughest steel?"

There was that smirk, still quirking the corners of his lips.

Sadistic. Cruel. Envy himself would say it was sexy.

Lust smiled darkly as she ran one sharp forefinger down Envy's cheek, ever-so-careful as not to give him the same treatment that she gave the window, stopping when she reached his chin.

"Mmm... but I'm not even made of steel... perhaps I won't be any fun for you, after all."

With a shrug, Envy closed his eyes. "Glass breaks too easily, steel poses a fun challenge, gives such a satisfaction when it finally snaps under pressure...but it's always fun to be able to bend and twist, shaping clay to my desire..."

In the same breath Lust has promised men power and then crushed their spirits without even so much as a forethought. Men -- especially those with the gift of alchemy -- craved power and she would give it to them, hoping that in doing so she would be one step closer to her own goal. If they wavered or failed, one swift blow would end it and that, as they say, would be that.

Envy, however, could neither be classified as Man, nor could he use alchemy. She had nothing to gain from him.

"That doesn't sound nearly as much fun for me as it would be for you."

"Of course not!" Envy grinned again, violet eyes flickering open. "It's not supposed to be fun for the prey..."

There was a jingling of chains down the barren streets, as several figures approached the only house in the entire city that was occupied.

Seven, it seemed, as they grew closer, led by a young man with shaggy blood colored hair in a black coat.

The door was opened and Deceit stepped inside, making room for the other six, as one emerald eye focused on Lust and Envy.

One shadowy figure stepped inside, claws clicking softly on the floor of the entryway. Her features became clear in the light... She was slender and lithe, with an oddly pointed face and sharp dark eyes. A cascade of cream-colored hair tumbled down her shoulders, blending in with the downy fur that fringed her forearms before tapering off to skin. Her fine-boned hands, each tipped with a translucent claw, absently scratched at her pelt. A long tail trailed unobtrusively behind her.

Cruelty smoothed her simple crimson garments, a smile gracing her lips. The teeth that smile revealed were sharp and somehow threatening despite her demure expression. A tiny, malicious twinkle brightened her dark eyes.

Wow... Her hands looked so worn in the lighting...

Mischief stared at her palms in wonderment, questioning how she had never realized the ruggedness that took over what used to be soft and warm.

"Heh..."

The girl looked around this place labeled 'Irrtum,' her lips slightly parted to feel a faint breeze on her tongue.

Amethyst eyes followed the figures, from the time they were visible through the window to the time they entered the door, and Envy casually brushed Lust's hand away, stepping forward to greet them.

"Deceit... Mischief... Cruelty... Falsehood... Slaughter... Sabotage... Discrimination..." The Homunculus looked them over, nodding to each in turn, though several of them shied away as his eyes fell upon them.

Envy's eyes narrowed slightly, returning to Deceit. "Where's the Alchemist..." he hissed, stepping towards the red-haired chimera angrily, a sneer on his face.

One of mischief's kohl-covered eyes slightly closed in disgust, as she lifted her hand straight up, pointing to envy.

"That's not very niiicce..."

She took a few swift and long strides, making a barrier between him and her leader, hand closer to her body now, but still pointed at Envy. Her ears flattened to the back of her head, but she winked at him all at the same time.

"He's escaped...the new chimera I picked up along the way got careless..." Deceit kept a cool exterior, stepping up behind Mischief and curling a few locks of her hair around on clawed finger idly.

"We can take him again, it's likely if he returns to his 'friends' they will reject him..."

"Envy." There was a warning note in Lust's voice, and she stepped forward, placing a hand on her hip as she regarded the Abominations with mock-warmth.

"What do you mean?" She drawled sweetly, cocking her head to one side -- said sweetness didn't reach her eyes.

Envy glared, backhanding Mischief across the face and passing her to knee Deceit in the gut followed by a punch to his face. "Incompetent little..." He hissed, showing a bit of self-restraint after sneering at Mischief as he turned to walk back to Lust's side. "I still don't trust them..."

The Homunculus hadn't even bothered to lower his voice, they would hear him either way.

Taking the blows in stride, the feline chimera picked himself up off of the ground, dusting off his clothes and rubbing his jaw slightly. "Perhaps you are correct...but we've lost one of our own in this little skirmish you know...be a bit more respectful if only for that reason..."

Deciding to ignore Envy's comment, Deceit helped up Mischief, nuzzling her cheek slightly and giving it an affectionate lick. "Why don't you get the Alchemist yourself next time then?"

Mischief's eyes narrowed, not quite so used to being harmed. The expression she had after that looked something like a pout, but it didn't last long, for Deceit had comforted her almost immensely. She was a slightly immature chimera, and always seemed to act younger then her true age, showing quite a bit at the time. Still though, she kept her lips tightly pursed together, her tail bristling and stiff.

Lust stepped in front of Envy, feigning a look of apology for her short-tempered comrade and asking once more -- a bit more forcefully this time -- "What do you mean? What happened?"

'Respectful' Lust can give them. She, however, does not have an endless supply of patience in which she can tap into, either.

Deceit purred slightly, nipping Mischief's ear before returning to the task at hand and stepping up to Lust. "It was the failed experiment I picked up in Dublith...Decay, she called herself...got a little too curious for her own good and ended up being the bomb that let the Crimson Alchemist escape our clutches..."

One green eye matched the gaze of violet, left eye hidden under several messy swatches of blood red hair. "He's either dead in the North now or his canine comrade has picked up his trail. If the latter, we need to cover our tracks, lest we be caught..."

Cruelty yawned, exposing sharp canines. "We need to cover our tracks no matter what the conditions, Deceit. Or is that little brain of yours smaller than I thought?"

Envy snickered at the ferret's remark, flipping back on top of a few crates and getting comfortable. "That's what we get for trusting a chimera then isn't it?"

She snarled at Envy incoherently, claws flexing, her hard little eyes glittering like chips of obsidian. "Don't tempt me to rip out your throat, pretty boy!"

There was a slight hiss and the rustling of fabric, as soon the red-haired chimera was at Cruelty's back, purring in her ear whilst a set of claws raked down her arm. "Silence that tongue of yours, lest you forget who your master is..." Deceit hissed coyly, before returning to his previous place.

She arched her back to get away from his touch, but fell silent.

The green haired Homunculus yawned boredly, seemingly indifferent to Cruelty's threats. "Why are you here then anyway, if you don't have the Alchemist?" Envy leaned forward, grinning coldly.

"Because it's time to move..." One emerald eye focused on Envy.

"The time has come now for the second phase to go down...the military will be sending a diplomat to make negotiations...I will be our representative..." Deceit traced the array on the palm of his hand, his animalistic features fading away slowly to make him seem just a normal human. "But of course...they will only be lead to believe that we will negotiate..."

He held out one hand, signaling to the dark-skinned female in the group. "Falsehood...you know your orders...now go..."

The serpentine woman nodded curtly, exiting the building and disappearing into the desert.

"Che..." Envy rolled over on the crates, getting comfortable and curling up to sleep. Not like he needed it or anything, he was just bored.

Deceit noted the raised hackles, mostly Mischief and Sabotage, silently glanced to each in turn to make sure they didn't do anything stupid. "The military is moving in their little flock of sitting ducks in less than a week's time..." the cat drawled lazily, really, dealing with these people was less than enjoyable.

"Anything we don't know, fuzzy?" Violet eyes dared the cat to retort through a fall of emerald bangs.

Discrimination yawned, peering down from his perch on Slaughter's shoulder. "How many ducks, and is there goin' to be anyone fun to hunt in there? We're gettin' pretty bored, Boss..."

"If Pride did his job right we might have some fun, but I doubt any of them will be much of a challenge, it's not like they're bringing in alchemists..." The feline shrugged, glancing at the two homunculi. "Wasn't there supposed to be another at this post? And what's the status on Sloth and Wrath, we'll need them too..."

Lust closed her eyes, leaning against a crate. "More importantly, will our escapee be with them, and can you get him back? Can you redeem your mistake?"

"That was reckless to let them get away like that, kitty cat... I thought you had it settled once Greed was down, and you went and let two get away with the splodey alchemist, tch!" Envy chided from atop his crate, grinning like a fool.

"Once he's alone without a leader, he'll realize where his place lies...if you're that worried about him why don't you have Pride do some bribing?" Deceit leaned back against Slaughter's sturdy form, one green eye idly surveying his nails.

"It's not really important that a snake and a dog got away with a crazy alchemist," Slaughter pointed out. "Revenge will be the last thing on their mind. And anyway, we have more than enough firepower to knock them out no matter what."

"Yeah, just look how easy it was last time!" Sabotage yawned and sat at Deceit's feet, sighing boredly.

Lust opened her eyes slightly, amethyst glittering as she considered Deceit. "Take responsibility for your mistakes. He could still be useful to us. As for Sloth and Wrath, don't worry about it. We have that under control."

Envy smirked and idly toyed with a lock of Lust's hair just to be annoying. "You ran them off in the first place..."

A crackle of light and Sloth's form was flush against Lust's back, head nuzzled in long, dark hair. "Why did you have to...there could have been so much more..." It was her voice, but it was still Envy, just a taunt again to rile the younger homunculus.

Lust lifted her hand, razor-sharp claws tangling themselves in the doppelganger's hair. The Abominations certainly didn't need to play audience to this. "Not now, Envy.." she muttered, keeping the rest of her attention on the chimeras before her.

The smirk on Deceit's lips echoed itself in his one good eye. "We'll be across the way if you need anything, loves..." Not even the gayest of men could deny that Lust is as lust does and two nicely formed females tangled in a heap was still quite a pretty picture, or maybe that was just him. Well...and Sabotage...

Deceit chuckled lightly and nudged the wolfboy's haunches. "I think we're pretty much done here for now anyway..." he purred, leading the others out with an arm around the waists of both Mischief and Sabotage, tail tugging at Cruelty's leg to hurry up out the door.

Envy waved with Sloth's hand, tracing the tip of Sloth's tongue along the shell of Lust's ear. "Come on...it's only fair...you ran away him too..." the homunculus purred.

Lust watched as they left, waiting until the door was closed, then moved her hand away. At least the annoying ones were gone, but now she had an even bigger annoyance.. "did you HAVE to do that?" she asked, stepping away and refusing to look at the older Homunculus.

"Of course not!" Envy shifted back to his cute form, grinning from ear to ear. "I just felt like it!"

Walking back to the window, Lust seated herself on top of a crate, choosing for now to ignore Envy and stare out the window. Finally, after a few minutes, she muttered, "can we go now?"

"Gluttony still hasn't shown up, and where else do you have to go with him while I'm playing escort to that cat?" Envy perched himself back on the crate he'd been on before, shrugging. "Did you lose him or something?"

Lust frowned. "He'll turn up, he said he was hungry and wandered off somewhere. Probably chewing on a-" her words were cut off by the sound of a building collapsing, and she sighed. "Never mind, I know where he is now."

"Luuuust..." Gluttony wandered in, his little white button eyes bewildered. "Lust, I'm hungry..." He plopped down at his favorite Homunculus' feet, tugging on her black skirts. "Those chimeras were mean, may I eat them?"

Envy blinked, sighed, and generally acted bored. "Aren't there some smelly Ishbarites still hanging around we can mess with?"

Lust reached down and patted his bald head, brushing brick dust off. "Not yet, Gluttony, we still need them unfortunately.." she said, looking up at Envy. "No, I haven't seen any around here. Now can we go?"

"I already told you, I've got to stick around for a while, you can go if you want, but it's not like you've got anywhere to go..." Envy waved a hand nonchalantly.

Gluttony perked up as he realized the flow of the conversation, then drooped. Ishbarites were his favorite snack, and now there weren't any! ... stupid chimeras.

Lust felt her mood go steadily worse as she realized he was right. There wasn't really anywhere to go now, nothing much to do but wait. She eased off her crate and wandered across the room, Gluttony following close behind. "Then wake me up when you're done, so we can leave."

"Sure you don't want to go sightseeing?" Envy chided, knowing that she would know exactly what he meant by 'sightseeing' and where that might be.

"Go to Hell", Lust muttered, a headache rapidly coming on. She found an empty office with a few tarps and refolded them into a makeshift bed, choosing to concentrate on this and ignore Envy.

Envy on the other hand had other plans, as he followed her into the room, sitting at the end of the little 'bed'. "Come on...my birthplace doesn't even exist anymore!"

"We're not going, give up, let me sleep." Lust said flatly, laying down and pulling one of the tarps over her. As an afterthought, she turned a bit. "Go help Gluttony find something to eat, that should occupy you for a while."

"He can find his own food perfectly fine." Envy didn't move from his seat on the makeshift bed.

Lust sighed, trying to ignore him and feign sleep. She was growing to outright hate this place, and wished she had an excuse to go elsewhere. She closed her eyes, pulling the tarp over her head.

"You're being a grouch..." Envy was starting to get bored, and annoyed, and it showed.

Lust glanced at him just over the tarp. "If you have any better ideas, besides your idea of sightseeing, then you're welcome to share them." she said finally. She was bored too, sleep never did come easily and she didn't need it anyway.

"Of course I have better ideas, you just don't like them!" The green-haired homunculus grinned maniacally.

"Do you have any ideas that don't involve taking me places I don't like?" Lust said, her voice dripping in false sweetness.

"Oh of course I do.." That leering grin still didn't leave Envy's face.

The grin disturbed Lust, she knew it meant nothing but trouble, but as they say, curiosity killed the cat... "what is it?"

At that, the slender-bodied homunculus rocked back on his heels, looking at the ceiling in mock-consideration. "Weeeell...if I told you that...you'd want to kill me."

Lust decided to neglect telling him she felt like it anyway sometimes, and sat up, pushing herself back against some boxes. "Come on.."

"Oh, I have ideas...I have plenty of them..." Envy crawled forward, shifting his form to mimic Sloth's again as he went, seductive look in his eyes.

Lust simply eyed Envy, wondering what his motives could be. Finally she reached her hand out, brushing her fingers against Sloth's face, smirking a bit. "Well, Envy, I didn't know you were into that.." she purred, brushing a loose tendril of hair aside.

Crawling forward a bit more, Envy had Lust pinned, albeit carelessly. "Or maybe you'd like one of these better..." The form of Sloth rippled and was replaced by that of that Ishbarite, pre-transmutation. "Remember him?"

Rippled again, post-transmutation, naked and tattooed with the array of the Philosopher's Stone. "Or maybe you hate it because he reminds you of what you are..."

Again, the man called Scar who was that Ishbarite's younger brother. "Or was he too dead for your tastes?"

Still again, the man from the petrified village. "Oh, that's right..."

Again, the still-forming body of Sloth, revoltingly maimed looking with one eye dangling from the socket and a voice that gurgled with unplaced fluids, "You like them dead, don't you?"

Lust watched, each form Envy took filling her more with horror and a sense of rising panic. The final one did it; no Homunculus looked very good immediately post-transmutation, but that was one of the more frightening ones in her opinion. She finally raised her hand, stabbing her claws through the doppelganger's head, shoving the body off and quickly standing and backing out of the room. "You bastard.." she whispered, keeping his (?!) head speared on her long nails.

The disfigured form rippled and crackled with light once more, taking Envy's cute form with Lust's nails still through his head, blood trickling down from the punctures. He licked a bit of it that had dripped down to his mouth and grinned. "I know I don't have to tell you how much that stings..."

Leaving the warehouse was suddenly a very good idea. Lust needed to go somewhere to regain her composure, to calm down and erase the images and memories from her head once again. Retracting her claws, she left the office and quickly walked through the messy warehouse, glancing around for Gluttony, unsure if she wanted him to join her just for the company, or to stay here so she could have time to herself.

Envy stood, form shifting once again. Now you've lost sight of me...the ball's in my court now, you won't even be able to tell unless my acting is wrong...

Pushing open the broken door, Lust stepped outside, the bright sunlight making her squint. She wandered down one of many barren streets, once probably filled with vendors and people, but now filled with nothing but litter and sand, as the desert attempted to reclaim it. Realizing the direction she was going, she made a deliberate turn and went the other way, loathe to stir more memories.

A boy with sandy-blond hair and gray-brown eyes dressed in Ishbarite robes focused his dull grayish-brown eyes on Lust's retreating form, letting the smirk on his lips settle before stepping into the street after her. Now, little girl, let's play a little game called trust, shall we?


Please review, constructive criticism and questions appreciated, flames will be deflected back at you by Roy. n.n;