Disclaimer: Hmm... Let me think about this one... Nope!I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist. And I never will.
Warnings: Ed on Envy action! Woot. Oh, and out-of-characterness, as usual. I just can't seem to keep certain characters in-character… Such as all of them. Ugh…
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I gaze up at a tall building as raindrops come cascading down from the sky, soaking me to the skin. I'm getting wet. I hate being wet. And it's all because I'm feeling nice today. After I left Mustang alone in his office I went in search of my chibi. I checked the room he had at HQ's dorms only to find that he no longer stays there. He decided to get his own place. I suppose I can see why. I'd hate to live in a place where everyone's watching what you do and such. Oh wait, I do live in one. My bad…
After receiving some very vague directions to Ed's apartment, I left and almost immediately got lost. I thought I had known Central like the back of my hand, but I guess I was wrong. So after a long time of wandering around and cursing, I finally found the apartment building. It was a few blocks away from HQ. If it wasn't for the fact that I was so close to my chibi, I'd be pissed.
It was pouring by the time I arrived at the doors to the place. I shove my way through them and search for room 322.
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I pound on the door to my chibi's room, waiting for him to answer. Minutes go by… Why the hell isn't he answering? I know he's there! I could see the lights from down in the streets! I pound harder.
"What!" I hear his slightly muffled voice. Finally… It took him long enough. "Who the hell is it!"
"Take a wild guess, O'Chibi-san. Now open up," I reply. There's no answer. "I said, open up!"
The door opens a crack and he peeks out. "N-no… Go away."
"Why not?"
"I said go the hell away!" he says as he slams the door shut. I sigh. He's really trying my patience. I easily pick the lock and walk in. I wonder why I didn't do that before…
He glares at me. "C'mon, Chibi-san… You're not really going to throw me back out into the rain, are you? I came all this way to see you! In a way, it's your fault that I'm drenched through, y'know." He rolls his eyes and goes over to sit in an armchair near the window.
"Fine. You can stay. But just until the rain stops, got that?" I nod as I sit down on the couch across from him. "Go get yourself a towel at least. You're dripping wet…"
"Is there something wrong, Chibi-san?" I ask him, ignoring his command of getting a towel.
He looks over at me, slightly startled. "Of course not. What would make you ask that?"
"Oh, no reason, besides the fact that you seem rather gloomy today, that is. Are you sure nothing's wrong? How 'bout you tell me why you told me to stay away for so long?"
He looks away from me and out the window. "I just…needed some alone time, is all…"
"You're lying." Silence. "I stayed away from you for weeks, just like you told me to. And when I come to see how my dear Chibi-san--" His left eye twitched slightly at my favorite nickname of his. "--is doing he refuses to let me into his new apartment! Which he never told me about, I might add." He looks down at his feet meekly. "Now, I want you to tell me what you've been up to these last past few weeks…"
"No…you'll get angry…," he replies quietly.
"I promise you I won't. Okay? Now tell me." Of course, I already know what happened. But I want to hear it from his own mouth. I want to know why he did what he did. What made him decide to suddenly tongue-wrestle with the colonel in the library? Just how long has his relationship with that bastard been going on?
Ed shakes his head. "You will though." His eyes start watering as an unwanted memory pops into his head. He blinks them away and goes back to gazing out the window.
"Ed…" His eyes widen ever-so-slightly at my use of his first name. I rarely, if ever, call him by it. It's always Chibi-san or shrimp or any other insult about his shortness I can think of.
He takes a deep breath and begins. "I had some…problems with a superior at the military around the time I told you to leave me be for a while. I wanted to work them out on my own…"
"Just what were these problems?" I ask.
"Well… The colonel, Mustang, he kept making passes at me. I thought it was strange at first, but I knew if you found out about it you'd get angry."
"Damn right I'd get angry! Why didn't you tell me about this?"
"Because I knew you'd get angry. You'd probably go out and kill him or something. Now stop interrupting me or I won't tell you anything else…" I sigh and nod for him to go on. "As I was saying, I wanted to deal with it on my own. But…some of the things he said… and some of the things he did… they felt…" He stops himself from saying anymore. "N-never mind…"
"They felt what?" I growl.
"Kinda… nice…," he mumbles. Nice…?
"What do you mean? Did he mutter sweet nothings into your ear? Did what he say make you feel special? As if he actually cared about you? What about all the things I've done with you? Are those not nice?" His eyes start watering again; this time more noticeably. It appears I've struck a soft spot…
"It just… It felt nice to hear those things. Like what you said, it seemed as if someone cared…," he says softly. "I…I don't want to say anymore, okay? I don't like talking about this stuff."
I stand up and walk towards him. "But you're going to, because if you don't, I'll just have to ask this Mustang fella' to tell me why he's been lusting over my chibi," I say as I sit down on the arm of the chair.
He stares up at me. "You wouldn't…"
"I would, and you know it." I grin slightly.
He takes another deep breath and looks down again. "Well… When I'm with you, I feel as if I'm just your toy, a plaything, something that you'll wind up tossing aside. But Mustang… I thought he…" I raise an eyebrow. He couldn't be more wrong. Mustang was the one who cared nothing for him. He's the one who thought of Ed as nothing but a simple plaything. Not me. I'm not really how I feel about Ed, to tell you the truth.
I begin to say something, but he cuts me off. "A few days ago I was in the library. He stopped me from my studies and asked me to talk with him privately, so I followed him into one of the rooms in the back. I thought he wanted to tell me something about the Philosopher's Stone at first. Why else would he ask to talk to me alone? But as soon as he and I were both inside, he shut the door and began to…y'know…"
Unfortunately, I knew what he meant.
"We were interrupted though--"
"Interrupted from what exactly?" I ask him. "What was he doing to you?"
"Just kissing… That's it. I swear. But he told me things I wasn't used to hearing… I wanted to stop, but he wouldn't let me. So, when a military officer walked in, I bolted."
"Good… I suppose that's all that happened between you and him, right?"
"Kind of… He asked me to see him yesterday in his office. But I… The things I've been hearing around HQ… they all started to make sense to me. I was an idiot…" His eyes are watering again. What am I supposed to do? And what's he talking about?
"You see, there was a bet going on between Mustang and someone else. I always thought it was about Lieutenant Hawkeye, because every time she was around they'd shut up. But…"
"It was about you?" He nodded. "I bet it involved getting into your pants, right?" He cringes at my choice of words but nods again.
"I found out when I caught Mustang all over Lieutenant Havoc…" I wipe away the tears in his eyes with a finger and pull him into a hug. It's not something I normally do. Hugging isn't exactly my thing… But it looked like he really needed one.
He sniffles a bit. "Envy…"
"Yes, O'Chibi-san?"
"You're getting me wet." Oh, whoops… I pull away from him and smile slightly. "You feel really cold… Why don't you go take a hot bath? I want to be alone for a while…" A bath? No way in hell am I taking a bath. I hate those things.
I shake my head 'no'. "Why not?" he asks curiously. "When was the last time you've taken one anyway?"
"Umm… A few decades ago. Maybe. Why?" His gapes at me.
"A few decades ago? That's disgusting!"
I get up from the arm of the chair and shrug. "It's not a big deal. I can easily shape shift myself clean whenever I somehow get dirty." He's still staring up at me.
"You're taking a bath," he finally says. "And that's final."
"And what if I say no?" I ask.
"I'll just have to make you."
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Bubbling, warm water flows out of the faucet of the bath. I haven't agreed to getting into it yet. I don't see why I should. I hate water. I despise it. So why should I bathe in it?
"Undress and get in," Chibi-san commands. I suppress a laugh as I glance over at him.
"I don't see why you dragged me in here. You're not gonna get me in that tub."
He crosses his arms and glares over at me. "Undress. Now." I sigh and quickly shape shift my clothes off. If he's so eager to see me naked then why should I deny him that? I grin as I notice a faint blush spreading across his cheeks. I'm guessing he wasn't expecting me to actually comply with his demands. He was probably planning to strip me down. Now that I think about it, I should have let him have his way.
I place my left hand on my hip and let my other arm dangle by my side. "What now, O'Chibi-san?" He points to the tub with the sponge that he's holding. Hmm… If he's planning on washing me then maybe taking a bath won't be so bad… I eye the tub warily.
With one last glance at Ed, I reluctantly step into the tub and ease myself down into the hot, steamy water. I lean against the back and sink down into it. I've forgotten how nice a hot bath can be… Hardly noticing the faucet being turned off, I close my eyes and rest. The only parts of my body that are above the water are my knees and my upper torso, which is leaning against the back of the tub; apparently a small boy needs a small bath. Ha! I crack myself up…
The room is completely silent, except for the annoying dripping of the faucet. I faintly hear a zipping sound and a rustle of clothing before the room goes back to its silent state. I'm beginning to think Ed left me… Knowing him, he probably did. But I didn't hear the door open or close…
My eyes open wide as I feel two legs straddle my waist; one steel cold and the other warm and muscular. I gaze up into the golden, grinning eyes of my chibi.
"Ed…?" He puts a finger to my lips and shushes me. Slightly confused but not at all against him joining me, I relax again and watch him. He leans down to whisper things into my ear.
"I want to show you how sorry I am for my little fling with Mustang; I really didn't want that… I also want to thank you for trying to comfort me in your own unique way…," he says as he starts nibbling on my ear. After a quick lick, he pulls away and stares down at me, letting his left hand wander atop my chest. It pauses as his fingers brush against my right nipple, but then he begins to circle around the nub with his fingers, causing me to utter a soft moan.
"Do you like this, Envy?" he breathes into my ear. Of course I do! Who wouldn't?
"Yes…," I mumble as he takes the small nub into his mouth to suck on. Ed has never been this way before. Never. I'm always the one who sends Ed on trips of pleasure, not the other way around, so I'm a bit surprised by all of this. While he's sucking away, his auto-mailed arm trails up my side and tweaks my other nipple. I moan louder. The cold, wet auto-mail is a sharp contrast to the warm cavern of Ed's mouth.
"Should I… go further?" he asks as he stops and looks up at me. I nod and watch his left hand begin to scale down into the water and onto my thigh. He suddenly grabs my member, making me arch up to him slightly.
I never knew my chibi could be so feisty…
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A/N: I did it! I wrote a bath scene between Ed and Envy! -dances- I would go further, but I have no idea how to write that type of stuff. I read it, not write it… Hopefully this chapter makes up for the horribleness of the last chapter, and I hope I did a decent job with the bath scene… As usual, please review and tell me what you thought about it.