Sinful Doings Chapter Ten

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: Yay! Me likey me story so far! Me also likey IarguedWithGodOverEd's story, "Clipped Wings!" I demand you read! It gives Envy a good name! THE RIDDLE IS SOLVED! I REPEAT! THE RIDDLE IS SOLVED!

REVIEW RESPONSES:

Sarah- In those chapters Envy was just gone, but don't worry, He's BACK!

Dark Angel Alchemist- Yeah…I just noticed that… Well, the rapes are gonna lighten up… somewhat… (I wish I could bring Greed into it SOMEHOW, but he's dead. So, no greedy Greed.)

Maruken- I hate to say it----but I'm gonna have to lighten up on the rape now. I hate to do it, but… well.. OH! The riddle is solved! And no, you're not dense.

Dragon Fire 15 (did I get that right?)- Thanks. I was afraid that people were gonna think Vana was a slut for jumping in bed with Jean. But, hey! Jean needs some lovin' too!

WARNINGS: RAPE AND ABUSE and all other necessities.


LAST…

((((I touched my eye patch and yawned, snuggling down under the covers, a warm and oddly comforting body pressed against my own.

'I can't have fallen for him. Not for him. Not for this man. It's improbable, it's impossible, it's unnatural, it's…' I stared out of the window, the stars winking at me. "It's totally true." ))))

NOW…


I opened my eyes quietly, feeling a warm body pressed against my side. I lifted my head from the comfortable place on my victim's breast and yawned. 'When did I get back?' I looked down at the sleeping woman and touched her cheek lightly.

She involuntarily moved closer to me and I smirked. 'Already attached to me, huh?' I leaned down and nipped at her neck. She moaned quietly in her sleep, her neck arching back.

I grinned quietly to myself and trailed kissed up her exposed throat to claim her lips. I immediately felt her wake up and her struggles started for the first time that morning. I pulled back and licked my lips, grinning down at her.

"Morning, Sweetheart!" She moaned and turned over in bed, her head going under a pillow.

"Lebe mea albone." She mumbled and I just pulled her out, biting her lip softly.

"Aw, is this how you're gonna welcome me?" She slapped my hand away that was trailing up her side and ducked back under the pillow.

"I'm tired… I had to move yesterday…" She grumbled and pulled her head out enough to stick her tongue out at me.

I poked her side. "Come on…" She scooted further away. 'Hee, I get to play with the Chizome Chibi!' I poked her side again and then quickly straddled her thighs placing my hands on her chest.

She stilled, glaring at me and I stilled, my hand resting on her left breast. 'I thought the array was gone…' I looked at my palm and saw nothing. I sat my hand back on her breast and moved it down, feeling deep cuts there.

She looked up at me and then crossed her arms over her chest, pushing my hand out of the way. I shook my hand and reached down beneath me to grab the hem of her nightgown. She swatted my hands away, threateningly pressing her palms against my chest. I shrugged and then quickly ripped her nightgown up, exposing pale and creamy flesh to my wandering eyes.

'KIMBLEE' stood out in great, bloody letters on her flesh. I grasped her hands, pulling down her gown. "He raped you?"

She closed her eyes and looked to the side. Why be bashful now? It never bothered her that I raped her.

"Uh…"

"Did he rape you?" I repeated and she slowly nodded, confusion swimming in her depths. 'He raped her. Something is different. And why the hell-'

"-DO I CARE?" I finished aloud, shocking the woman beneath me. She reached up and placed a hand on my chest.

"Senbou, are you okay? Do I need to blow you up to clear your head?" I pulled back from her hand as if burned and leaped off her, landing on her hope chest by the window. My green hair fell in my eyes and I looked around for my black headband.

"Here." Nirvana tossed me the headband and she sat up in bed, her messy black hair falling over her shoulders, covering her eye patch. "Envy…" She directed her gaze to a black bottle at the bottom of her bed. "That damn riddle you sent me… Was that supposed to be a hint?"

I snorted. "You didn't understand it?"

She shook her head.

"Okay. Who visited you after I gave you that?"

"Kimblee…"

"What color were his eyes…"

"Gold…"

"And the pupil?"

"Black…"

"Can you put it together! I can't believe you wouldn't have noticed how his little beady eyes would stare at you like a piece of meat! I thought you had more sense than that!"

She just turned her head away, a blush staining her cheeks. "Oh… I thought it was really gonna be helpful."

"Nope. Just fun as hell."

I just turned to look out of the window, making my normal shirt and skorts appear on me. I felt the familiar tug from Lust and opened the window. Nirvana stared after me as I jumped out and onto the side roof.

Lust sat on Gluttony's shoulder as he gnawed on the edge of the roof.

"Envy… Did Kimblee do a splendid job?" She purred seductively as I stood off to the right.

"Splendid." I sneered sarcastically at her and she just smirked lightly.

"It's time to claim what we came for. Which ones do we have now?" She looked behind her as Sloth slowly landed on the roof.

"Flame, Full Metal, Bloodied, Izumi Curtis, Marcoh, Strong Arm and—it was supposed to be Kimblee—but now, Steel Heart." She said quietly and I looked over my shoulder yawning lazily.

"So… which one's first?"

Lust stood up and gave a light slap to Gluttony's head as the roof started to crumble under them. "Marcoh is already with us… Flame and Full Metal will be last… Let them see if they can try and figure it out. So… go and get Strong Arm. He should be relatively easy."

I shrugged and then gave Gluttony an absurd look as he continued to gnaw on my regenerating leg. "What the hell is your problem? Lust, haven't you let him out to go get some food?" I pulled my leg away from him and jumped to the other side of the roof.

Lust just turned to look at me. "Go. I expect to see the military in chaos by the days' end."

I grinned. "Ooo! Chaos!" And jumped off the side building.

((((( 7 AM: CENTRAL HEADQUARTERS )))))

"Brigadier General Mustang!"

Mustang looked up from his desk, standing up. "What is it Colonel Hawkeye?" Hawkeye took a deep breath and then saluted.

"It was a killing, sir. Major Armstrong." Mustang stood up, pulling his gloves on as he walked swiftly out of his office, following the blonde woman. "Along with 12 guards stationed around the building."

"Where was Armstrong killed?"

"Outside the Alchemist Dorms."

"Is it Scar?" She shook her head.

"No Sir. They were slaughtered."

Mustang glanced at her. "Where's Barry?"

"Winry's still has his Blood Seal in Resembol, creating him another body."

They got into the carriage that was awaiting them and immediately Hawkeye started to load her guns, slipping into various places. "Anything else?"

"Only that there seemed to be a struggle in his house, though the door wasn't broken or open. Only the skylight window was shattered." Mustang's brows furrowed as the carriage stopped and he walked out, standing next to Edward Elric and the Fuhrer.

Juliet Douglas looked at Mustang as he walked over. "Nice to see you, Brigadier General." She nodded softly at him and he gave a quick one in return.

"Fuhrer." He greeted then knelt down next to the covered body of Louis Armstrong. He pulled off the cape and gagged at the sight.

His head was decapitated, leaving a small string of flesh that kept it from rolling off to the side, his eyes wide an unnatural deathly gleam in them. The rest of his body was like a puppet, each bone and joint misplaced, nothing connecting. The med-team had laid his arms and legs next to him, the rest of his bones jutting out, making a disfigured figure.

"Any idea?" He asked Ed and the Fuhrer. They both shook their head and Mustang covered his subordinate's body back up.

"Mustang, this could be another possible killer like Scar." Hawkeye supplied. Ed nodded staring at the house; something scratching his brain telling him this wasn't right…

"Possible." He turned to Juliet, but she was already gone. "Alright. Not a single word of this is breathed. Not until we can find out what we're dealing it. Only tell the Alchemist's to be on their guard." He ran a hand through his hair and touched his eye patch.

Ed walked up to Mustang as Hawkeye and the others slowly disappeared. "Why would they go through such trouble to haul the body out here?"

Mustang glanced down at the covered corpse. "They wanted to make sure we found it. They wanted us to see what they could do."

Ed just ran a hand through his messy locks.

"Go tell Kirishima and Seiga. They ought to know what's going on after all." The shorter alchemist nodded and left quickly, leaving Mustang staring at the house.

'Why do they WANT us to find it… And, if this is a serial killer, who's next?'

(((( NIRVANA'S HOUSE ))))

I looked up from my place on the couch as a knock alerted me. I sat down my book and yelled for them to come in. Neko walked in and immediately sat next to me, picking up my book and reading the back.

"Two people. One a downright and dirty alchemist, the other a beautiful, seductive woman. When they meet one night in a shady street, will sparks fly or is it just another death on the wall?"

I smirked at her. "Wanna borrow it after I finish it? After chapter 4 it's basically a sex book." Neko looked appalled and then another knock at the door.

"Come in!" Ed walked in, seeming slightly out of breath. "Oh, Edward-kun." I sat up on the couch and Ed walked over to us, sitting next to Neko.

"You alright?" He asked both of us, looking between and I nodded slowly.

"Yeah, why?"

He sighed. "It appears there's another alchemist killer on the loose." I bit my lip.

"Who got it?"

"Major Armstrong and 12 other guards." Neko let out a cry and I reached around Ed to pat her shoulder. "Mustang doesn't want the public to find out, or the military. The only people who know are you two, I and the small group at the scene. The rumor's just gonna be that Armstrong had a heart attack."

Neko stood up, biting her lip. I hold my book out to her. "Here, you're the less innocent one."

There's another knock on my door and my eye twitches. "Come in! Just tread careful! I have my small little bombs set up everywhere! MUWAHAHA!"

The door opened and a familiar two-toned blonde head popped in. "Are you sure it's okay to walk in here?" His cigarette smoke curled around his face and Neko gave me a quick hip thrust that sent me glaring at her.

"Neko!" I hissed and she shrugged. I guess that's what I get for telling her every detail of the certain… 'activities' from last night.

"Let me guess… you got the idea from this book?" She asked, tapping the book. I stuck my tongue out at her.

"It was the other way around. Now, if you don't mind, I have some researching to do." She shrugged and he and Ed walked out as Havoc walked in. He closed the door with his foot and walked over to sit by me.

"Guess you heard about the Major, huh?" I yawned and stole his cigarette again, leaning back against his shoulder.

"Were you coming to warn me too?" I teased and blew a ring of smoke around his head. He took his cigarette back and inhaled once before plucking it away with two deft fingers and leaning in to kiss me. He opened my mouth and shoved a lungful of smoke down my lungs, then pulling back, leaning against the couch.

"Possibly." I slowly let the smoke out and then licked my lips. "It's late. Are you staying?" I stood up and started to walk to my room. I had a feeling that Envy wasn't going to bother me tonight. He seemed pretty unhappy earlier. I wonder what I did. Guilt flushed through me but I squashed that down to over-active hormones. This little weird love-lust-rape thing that was going on in my life was seriously fucking up my schedule.

Jean inhaled one last time on his cigarette and then squashed it out in the ashtray, standing up and wrapping his arms around my waist. He leaned down and bit my ear lightly. "After you."

(((( BRIGADIER MUSTANG'S OFFICE ))))

"Morning, Mustang." Nirvana said as she walked in, her military uniform pressed and ironed—for once.

Mustang looked up from his paperwork. "That's a first, 2nd Lieutenant Seiga." She sat down on the edge of the table just as Farman, Breda, Havoc, Feury and Hawkeye walked in.

"Come on, I'm trying to be nice. I'm actually gonna think about doing some work." Hawkeye and Mustang looked up, their eyebrows twitching.

"If you do any of your work, I'll take you to a steak dinner." Mustang offered as the others sat down.

Nirvana laughed as she picked up a set of papers. "I'd love to Mustang, but I already have a date tonight."

Mustang raised a brow. "Who?"

She slid of the table and sat down, grabbing a pen from the glass container and stealing Havoc's cigarette. "Lieutenant Colonel Havoc."

Havoc didn't hear that, as he was too busy trying to find a new light in his many pockets. "What'd you do with my smokes?"

Nirvana grinned down at her paper, smoke curling around her face. "I stole them last night while you were sleeping."

Three cheers erupted around the room.

"Havoc! You finally got a girl!"

"It's about damn time!"

"Was she any good?"

Mustang even clapped lightly. "Good boy, Havoc." Havoc glared at Nirvana as she happily smoked on his cigarette. "And such a pretty alchemist!" Mustang then leaned foreword on his folded hands. "Might want to keep an eye on her, with that killer going around."

Havoc nodded and Nirvana then leaned over the table pulling him up by his collar and dipping her hand down his pants.

"SEIGA!" Mustang exclaimed. "Not in the office!"

Nirvana glared at him as she pulled her hand back up, holding Havoc's cigarette in her hand. "I was just getting his cigarettes."

Havoc glared at her. "How the hell did you do that?" She grinned.

"This morning before you woke up, I sewed them to the inside of your thigh." Hawkeye grinned to herself as she sat another stack of paperwork in front of Nirvana. "Aww, Riza, is this absolutely necessary?"

Hawkeye nodded sharply. "Yes. You haven't shown up for more than three months. You have a lot of work to do. And," she looked at Mustang to continued.

He grinned. "And you need to submit a report on Zolof J. Kimblee, The Crimson Alchemist." She groaned.

"Why? Wasn't getting covered in his innards enough!"

"No." He turned around in his chair and leaned back. "The Fuhrer wants to see you after that. Then I'm sure I can scrounge up some more work for you."

Riza hit him. "No throwing your work on hers."

"Riza! Please!"

"No Sir."

(((( HOMUNCULI LAIR ))))

"Alright, Armstrong's gone. Who's next?" Envy asked, idly flicking off small pieces of black nail polish. "Can't I just like, go and kill somebody just for fun?" Lust and Sloth glared at him.

"You will not go and idly kill. Its bad enough that you already killed the best of my men." Envy pouted.

"I don't think they were very good. Just a little, scratch scratch and thunk, they're dead."

"Izumi Curtis. Full Metal and his brother ought to come for that." Sloth said, acting as if she hadn't heard what Envy said. Envy shrugged and did an overly- exaggerated bow.

"I am always at your beck and call."

"Shut up and leave."


NOOO! Armstrong's dead! And all of his bright sparkles! Yay! Now, does anyone think that Nirvana is a slut for almost falling in love with Envy, getting raped by Kimblee and then jumping into Jean Havoc's pants?

Oh, just to clear things up, In chapter Three I state that Pride aka King Fuhrer Bradley was killed by Roy Mustang. So as so smooth things over, Sloth became Fuhrer instead of Mustang.

Wrath is not Sloth's son, but she treats him like on and he calls her Mommy.

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