Sinful Doings Chapter Seven

Disclaimer: I do not own Full METAL ALCHEMIST or ENVY (no matter how hard I try). I only own Nirvana Seiga and the title of The Bloodied Alchemist. Oh, and Neko Kirishima. (Well, my sister (Neko Kirishima) owns her—well, Neko is Neko… Ah, you don't understand.)

Author's Note: HI! I'M BACK! The camping trip was…… OH! About Zolf Kimblee, the Crimson Alchemist… SPOLIER WARNING!

NAME: Zolf Kimblee
ALCHEMY NAME: The Crimson Alchemist
PLACE OF ARRAY: On both palms of his hands
HISTORY: During the Ishval massacre, he was one of the alchemists sent to destroy people. I'm guessing that he went berserk and started blowing all sorts of shit up because he 'loves the sound of detonation'. Anyways, he's then sent to the Prison next to Lab 5 (or actually sent to Lab 5) To be used as a human sacrifice for a Philosopher's Stone. He then somehow escapes, joins up with Greed, and blah, blah.

WARNINGS: RAPE AND ABUSE and all other necessities.


LAST…

((((((((I stopped my mind ramblings and looked up into a rather rough-shaven face. He had dark golden eyes, elbow-length dark blue/black hair and was wearing plain brown boots, black pants and a open red shirt.

"Uh, hi?" I said quietly, raising my one good hand. He stepped back and—I thought this very gentlemen like of him—bowed once and then kissed my hand.

"Kimblee, the Crimson Alchemist.")))))))))

NOW…


'Kimblee.' I whispered to myself as I walked down the busy streets. 'What a sexy man, though!' I almost ran into a kid as my thoughts circled around that certain alchemist.

"Hey, Nirvana!" I looked up to see Neko waving at me from the second floor of the hotel I was supposed to be at. "What took you so long?" She called down.

I smiled. "I met someone."

She was suddenly next to me. "Who? Who? WHO!"

"Calm down, just another alchemist." She stomped on my foot.

"Well, who?"

"Kimblee, the Crimson Alchemist." Neko then started to pull me into the hotel.

"Come on, we can talk about your sexy alchemist later, right now we need to get that Automail fitted to your arm, got that?"

I pouted. "Do I have to go through that teeth-baring, jaw-biting pain?" I started to rub my face into her shoulder, whimpering like a lost puppy.

"Oh shut up."

((((( UPSTAIRS ))))

"Neko…" I whined once more as Ed forcefully pushed me down onto the bed. My eyesight swam for a minute before they locked onto a pretty blonde kneeling next to me. "You're a mechanic?"

She raised her eyes to look at me. "Yep, Winry's the name."

I continued to stare at her. "Don't you look kinda girlish?"

"OOOWWWWW!" I pouted again, rubbing my head from the hit I had just received from the deadliest weapons alive—even wore than Envy's array on my chest!—Winry's wrench. "Watch where you're swinging that thing! I could lose another eye!"

Her eye continued to twitch. "Not until you say that I'm not girlish!"

Al hesitantly spoke up. "But, Winry, you're are a girl. You know that right?"

I grinned stupidly. "Yeah, It's not like you're Barry The Chopper or something! He's dressed as a woman!"

Winry's eyes suddenly fell. Ed made a motion across his throat and I sat my hand on her shoulder. "If I let you hit—No, how about this, If I hold Ed for you, I'll let you hit him as many times as you like."

A snort escaped her and Ed started to yell random obscenities at me.

"Shut up, Hagane no Chibi!"

"I'M NOT SHORT!" I stuck my tongue at him. "And why are you calling me that? Only Envy calls me that."

Neko's eyes swiveled over to me and I gulped, then looked at Winry. "How about that Automail?"

My sister slipped over next to me and pulled me up by the ear. "We'll talk about this later. Along with that hot alchemist you met."

Winry looked up. "Who?"

I sighed, rubbing my forehead. "It was just some alchemist… who was incredibly sexy." Sexy like Envy you mean… I swear, when did I get a subconsicious who likes to add her own monologue?

"Well?"

"Fine, Kimblee The Crimson Alchemist. There you happy now?" Ed scratched his chin and then walked out. Neko nodded and Winry held up a screwdriver.

"Let's get you Automail!"

(((( LATER ))))

"See? It wasn't that bad!" Neko said, sighing. I glared at her.

"I may have one eye, but guess what? I have a metal arm and I don't know my own strength!" I grabbed her hand and squeezed it.

"Ah! Okay, okay! No getting on Nirvana-chan's nerves!" I squeezed harder. "Fine! No getting on Nirvana-sama's nerves!"

Winry sat up, her wrench in her hand, which she waved under my nose and I shrank back, already knowing what it felt like to be clobbered by it. Suddenly I felt a sudden respect for Ed. He had to put up with this his whole life!

"Alright, no going and waving it around, expecting it to hold with all the alchemy out there, got it?" She waved her wrench one more time for good measure and I nodded heatedly.

"Yep, okay. I got it." I stood up and with a wink to Neko, left in a flash.

(((((((((( d ))))))))))

I cocked my head to the side. Why did she wink at me? I sighed and walked out of the bedroom seeing Nirvana stand up rather clumsily from her place on the armrest of Ed's chair. She mumbled 'bye!' and left in a quick hurry.

"What the hell was that about?" I asked, walking over to the window.

"Oh, just something." I heard a rather joyful teasing note to the alchemist's voice. I spun around, glaring heatedly at him as my red hair caught up with me and strands flew into my mouth.

"Ah, gross. Hair." I spit it out and Ed stood up. He walked over to me and placed his hands on either side of the window, efficiently trapping me between a rock and a hard spot. I gulped and looked into his golden eyes. "Ah, what would you like to order?"

He grinned a grin I had seen one too many times on Nirvana. "You." He breathed and I blushed even deeper.

"Ah, well. That's not on the menu… anything else?" Ed just grinned again.

"A date? Saturday night? About 7 maybe 8?" I could only nod. "Alright, see you tomorrow." He left a chaste kiss on my lips and left me, grabbing his coat on the way out.

I blinked a few time then reached up and pinched myself on my nose. I winced. "Okay, definitely not a dream…" I looked out the window then blinked again. " I didn't wish for anything…" I looked at my hand and saw my alchemy array there.

"Okay, operation: Tie Nirvana-chan down and ruthlessly whip the information out of her. Then shoot the enemy and hide the evidence." I walked towards the door and opened it. "Mission: Started."

(((( ALCHEMIST DORMS—THE BLOODIED ALCHEMIST ))))

I grinned to myself as I heard the click of Neko's steel-toed boots marching up the wooden stairs. She's so gonna kill me. I looked over into my kitchen to see a blue-haired alchemist cooking. Maybe Kimblee can convince her not to go and kill me off—yet…

"NIRVANA!" I grinned to myself.

"5…4…3…2…1."

The door burst open and a very pissed off, but happy Neko trudged in, soaking wet and covered with red paint and pieces of fish.

I grinned again, putting my hands under my head on my bed, looking over my breasts at her. "I take it you found my traps?"

She marched over and pointed a fish covered finger at me. I reached up and bit it. "Mmm.. 2-day-old catfish."

She about threw-up in disgust. "You're… you're…"

I grinned and sat up. "The most wonderful sister in the world?"

She stared at me for a minute then wailed pitifully. "Mission: Aborted."

Kimblee walked over and smirked at me. "Do I really, WANT to know?"

Neko was immediately over by him and rubbing his clothing between her fingers, sniffing his hair, staring into his eyes and all about molesting him---non-sexually.

"Okay, he's approved." I snorted and yawned, choking for a minute as Neko jumped on my and about hugged me to death. "Thank you! Thank you! THANK YOU!" I grinned again.

"You're too damn cocky." She mumbled when she pulled back and I shook my head.

"No, I'll tell you who's cocky." I got that grin on my face again and she started to try and cover my mouth. "Ed's cocky, Mustang's cocky, Havoc's cocky, I think Fallman's cocky, don't know about Envy—" LIAR! "—And I think Kimblee's cocky, but I really don't want to find out, and—"

"I DON'T WHAT TO KNOW ABOUT YOUR SEX LIFE!" I then nodded solemnly.

"Fine, we'll talk about the 'Birds and the bees' later." I turned to the kitchen and sniffed. "Let's eat whatever horrible mess Kimblee made and we'll talk."

I wonder… why do I feel almost... Secure around Kimblee? It's like there's not harm to come… Heh, highly doubtful…

Neko wiggled her brows at me and I slapped her arm. "Don't even go on about that!"

Kimblee stood up then frowned. "If my food kills you, it's not my fault. It's only my fault if something explodes."

"Ya, Neko. Same goes for me." Neko looked between us.

"You two are crazy."

Kimblee looked rather offended. "I'm not crazy. I just like blowing shit up." I snorted the coke I was drinking and then cleaned it up.

"I ought to use that next time I decide to blow En—SOMEone up." Neko looked at me funny and mouthed 'Envy'?

I shook my head. "Just a slip of the tongue, that's all." She still looked unconvinced and I wondered how much she already knew about my too-unusual relationship with the green-haired homunculus.

"Fine. But, guess what?" She pulled me back and looked all excited with me again.

"What?"

"Ed asked me out! We're going out tomorrow night!" I grinned at her.

"Good for you, Neko-chan."

Her eye started twitching and then I had to focus my eyesight for where I was reaching for my plates. "Damn, it's a miracle I can still walk!"

Kimblee just sighed and Neko leaned over my shoulder, whispering in my ear, "Somethings off about him. He doesn't look too nice." I spared a glance at the Crimson Alchemist. "It's his eyes. They're always—cold or something… And his whole facial place… I don't like him… not matter how hot he is."

"Neko, he's just a alchemist who offered to cook for me since I can't tell if this is you—" I reached out to what I thought was her but ended up hitting air, "Or if this is you." This time I grabbed her neck.

She nodded, still hesitant. "Whatever, but, if he decides to blow you up, I can throw a fireball up his ass."

A wistful look came into my eyes. "Throw one up Envy's ass." I sighed dreamily as morbid thoughts of my little sister throwing fireball after fireball at Envy flashed through my head. Ah, you were humming a different tune last night.

I also imagined Neko throwing fireballs at my subconscious.

Ah, I'll just leave for now… No fireballs for me… Only for Envy… and Lust…

I had half a mind to call it back and ask what was its personal grudge against her. But, then Neko pulled me over and the delicious smell of Stir-fry filled my nose.

((((XING))))

"—And all of your sins shall be replensied as the Sun god grants your greastest desire!" A tall priest called as he raised his hand and a red light shot from his hands, a giant silver key appreaing. He handed it down to the small man and the man smiled.

"Thank you Father Lin-Shan." He bowed and left in a hurry. The priest turned around and walked through a black door into a small, cozy office.

"Oh, Father." Lin-Shan turned around and a small black-haired child looked up. A woman wearing a purple suit sat behind the child.

"Oh, it's you two." Lin-Shan shimmered for a minute, then Envy stood there, running a hand through green locks. "Any idea when I can stop playing priest? First John, then Carchent, then Cornello, and now Lin-Shan. Who next?"

Sloth stood up, her hands on Wrath's shoulders. "That's why I came here. Lust is giving you two more days of Priest work then you can go back to your precious mortal woman." Envy snarled.

"How many times do I have to tell you people? She is not my anything! Just a simple mortal woman who is a wonderous fuck on these old bones." Sloth laughed airly.

"Well, as much as I would love to hear more of your wonderous language, I must be going." She stopped. "Oh, Father said to stop screwing around, literally, and get back to the work on the Philosopher's Stone." Envy snorted and the two left.

"Why would I want to help them get power and a human life?" He slid into the chair and looked out of the large window. "Why would they want to turn human at all?" He looked at his palm where a small array sat… or used to sit.

He stood up and looked at both of his palms. Nothing was there. "Damn it! What the hell did she do?" He turned around and quickly drew a small Oruboros on the desk. It shimmered and then Lust sat there, smirking seductively.

"I guess you found my little 'present'?" She purred.

"You took off the array, why?" Lust shrugged.

"Who's saying that Kimblee won't add a new one?" She then smiled. "Unless you care about her…"

Envy was completely and utterly pissed off about being accused of caring about the damn mortal woman! (Just like when Ed is called short…)

"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU? I DON'T CARE A RAT'S ASS ABOUT HER!"

Lust just smiled her evil smiled. "Fien, but I hold no objections to what Kimblee asked to do to her." She disappeared and Envy slammed his fist into the desk, cracking it into half.

"What the hell is Kimblee doing and what the hell is Lust thinking?"

((((( MIDNIGHT: NIRVANA'S DORM )))))

"I'm going to take a shower." I said and got up, leaving Kimblee on the couch. He snored lightly in his sleep and I giggled. "Looks like I'm not the only one who doesn't get enough sleep."

I happily walked into the bathroom, relief spreading through me as I realized that I was actually going to be able to take a shower—without a certain green-haired homunculi walking in and deciding he needs to get loose some of his sexual frustration.

((((( d )))))

Nirvana hummed quietly in the shower as she soaped up her hair. A shadowy-figure slipped into the bathroom and it grinned, its face still hidden in the sparsly lit bathroom.

Stupid girl.

He slinked closer towards the bathroom, a dark red shirt falling to the floor in the process.

"Nirvana…" He whispered.

"Huh? Kimblee!" He pulled the curtain back and a feral grin crossed his lips.

"It's nice to see a woman as pretty as you." He leaned foreword, his golden eyes glinting. "Sad to think that space on your chest won't be as pretty for long."

She looked around for something sharp. Something sharp enough to cut an array in my palm! Damn, where's my shaver!

Kimble stepped into the shower and Nirvana jumped to the side, trying to grab her razor. Kimblee's arms snaked around her waist.

"You're not leaving." He breathed and she could feel a certain hardness pressing against her wet back.

She squinted her eyes up at him and then hit herself—hard. Black consumed her vision and Kimblee dropped her.

"Stupid woman." He just turned off the water and sat on the closed toilet seat. "She'll wake up, and when she does…" An odd grin made it's way onto his face. "It's gonna be a nice night for me, Zolf Kimblee. The Crimson Alchemist."


Heh, heh.. don't kill me. The riddle will be explained in the next chapters or so.. I have chapter 8 and 9 to put up! YAY!