Points of Authority
And so begins the fluff! Or the best I can get at it… Sorry for making you wait so long for it, and thanks to all you wonderful people that have actually stuck around to see if it would ever appear. ;;
Hum… I whole buncha people got that Points of Authority is sung by Linkin Park… Which makes me so happy, I have people who listen to rock reading my story! Yeah! O.o I'm gothic… So… That's basically the only kind of music I listen to…
I figured I'll give all of you a part in the story… Cuz, even though anime-phantom got it first, I can give you all a part… Somehow… Hmm… How am I going to manage this… I'll find a way!
Anyways, you aren't reading this to hear me talk, you're here to see a make-out session! XD I'll see what I can do about that… :has never written anything vaguely romantic/steamy/having to do with any intimate… actions… ever: You'll have to tell me how I do! O.O
Disclaimer: Do you see Envy and Ed returning to a hotel room… alone? Willingly? Any chance of them making out? No? Okay. Then, do I need to state that I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist? Okay then.
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Envy walked into the room first, dragging a still struggling, albeit with much less force, Edward by the hood of his jacket. Ed has sufficed with crossing his arms and putting a pouty, sullen, I-really-don't-want-to-be-doing-this face on.
Envy groaned when he saw the state the room was actually in. He almost said 'fuck it' and asked Edward what they could do instead. But, it needed to be done, so… It might as well get done. He released a breath he hadn't even realized he had been holding, and walked over to the pile of his now-useless clothing.
"Wow. I bled this much?" he mumbled, grimacing as he picked up the black… well, scraps, as they were too torn up to be considered clothing anymore. "And I lived?"
Ed rested his chin on Envy's shoulder. "Yup. I'm just as shocked as you are. I was sure you were done for." Envy grimaced, unconsciously leaning back into Ed. The two of them remained in this position peacefully for a few minutes. Only a few. Then, Ed realized that, somehow, his arms had wrapped themselves around Envy. You know, because he would never do that. Envy also, at that very moment, actually, realized that he had cuddled further back into Ed's warmth. Both were separated and across the room in half of a half of a heartbeat. (A/N- That would be… like… a fourth, right? O.o I suck at math… u.u) A bright blush spread across both boys' faces, and they immediately set about doing some random chore, not speaking so much as three words to each other.
It was about half an hour later when Ed finally broke the silence.
"So… uh… How much until we're done?"
Envy sighed heavily. "A lot."
"Shit."
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Three hours later, Ed collapsed on his bed, exhausted. Sleeeeeep… An airborne pillow caught him squarely on the head, and he looked up, glaring at the palm tree-haired boy who smiled down at him.
"What."
"Tired, Hagane no?" His smile turned slightly sinister. Only slightly. But not slightly enough that Ed didn't notice.
"……………………………………… Yeah?" he asked cautiously.
"Aw. That sucks… No real fight…" The grin turned even more sinister, and he raised another pillow over his head.
Ed, out of habit, rolled off the bed and snagged the pillow that had rebounded off of his head. "………Who said anything about a fight?" he asked, tone still cautious.
"You remember that pillow fight that we had a few nights ago?"
"Yeah."
"And how you beat me?"
"… Yeah…"
"Well… I'm afraid that I cannot allow that to be." The Sin nodded, as though that made the most sense in the world.
Ed looked at him quizzically. "Uh… you're challenging me to a rematch?"
Envy shrugged. "Something like that." And, with that, he threw the pillow. Ed just barely managed to dodge it, leaving Envy to dive across the bed to retrieve it. As Envy stood, Ed thwacked him across the head with his pillow, making the androgynous boy's eye tick with annoyance.
"You're losing your finesse, Envy," Ed commented teasingly. The tone of his voice and the content of his comment did nothing to alleviate the twitching. Envy took a deep breath, released it slowly, and lunged at Ed, catching him off guard. He immediately fell upon him with a barrage of attacks, rendering the shorter man helpless. Ed, who was backing up, trying to find a solid surface to help support him against the flurry, suddenly found himself sprawled helplessly on his back. Envy, who hadn't noticed how close the bed was, the height, or the fact that Ed had fallen, soon landed directly on top of the chibi alchemist.
Everything went silent. Dead silent. There was no movement. Even the two had stopped breathing, opting just to stare into the other's eyes. Both faces were etched with shock, and there was a light flush to them both.
Envy was the first to release his breath, but he did so slowly. His eyes were glued to Ed's, his face flushed from embarrassment. Get up! half of his mind screamed. The other half, however, protested loudly. Look at him… He's just as confused as you are. Do you really think that there's a chance he isn't thinking the same exact thing you are? Kiss him. Take advantage of the situation. There's no one to stop you. No one but that idiot over there screaming for you to get off of him… this last part his mind grumbled, finally snapping and stabbing the other voice to death. After Envy had recovered from the initial shock of seeing (okay, hearing, as the voice died with a high-pitched squeak) this violence, he decided that it would probably be in his best interests to listen to his voice, lest the same fate came about for him.
Ed, meanwhile, was having similar problems. Come on, his sane (yes, sane) voice urged, kiss him. You have the perfect opportunity. There's no one here… No Al to have to explain to… No Colonel to make fun of you… Just you… And him. TAKE ADVANTAGE OF IT, DAMMIT! OR ELSE! Meanwhile, that other little voice (you remember the one that he threw into a bottomless pit? Yeah? Well, seems like it managed to scale the side and was now making himself known again.) urged him otherwise. You can't do that. I mean, come on, he's your worst enemy. You never know if the fight between him and Lust was staged. This could all be part of his plot. You could be falling for- before he could state just what Ed could have been falling for, however, voice number one took a hint from Envy's voice number two and stabbed Ed's voice number two to death. He then threw him into the bottomless pit from whence he crawled. Ed had about the same reaction as Envy, deciding to follow the first voice's instructions rather than end up like poor, dead voice number two.
Both began inching toward each other timidly. Envy, however, never being one for subtlety, upon seeing that Ed had the same idea that he did, slid a hand snakelike behind Ed's head, pulling him up and closing the gap between them. Ed's eyes widened at this sudden action, but he soon relished in it, and leaned back onto the bed, sliding his hands around Envy's waist. Ed felt Envy relax, and then realized how tense he was. I wonder… he tried with all his might to hold back a smirk as he tightened his grip on Envy, twisting his body and somehow managing to pin the Sin underneath him. All this without ever breaking their contact. (A/N- Now that's skill.) Envy's eyes opened, and he glared at Ed teasingly.
"Oi, I was liking the view from the top…" he complained.
"Shut up. You had your eyes closed." Ed raised his eyebrow, awaiting a retort. When none came, he murmured, "Thought so," and began making his way along Envy's jaw line to his neck. A gasp tore itself from Envy's throat, and he released an involuntary (or was it?) shudder. The homunculus entwined the fingers of one hand in Ed's hair, the other travelling down to pull the tie out, then to trail along his back, reversing its path and sliding back up to his neck in a gentle, caressing motion.
Ed lavished attention on Envy's neck, then moved to the lobe of his ear and bit at it, eliciting another gasp from him, closely followed by a moan. Envy pulled him back up to claim his lips, his tongue demanding entrance to Ed's mouth, which he willingly bestowed. He explored every aspect of his aperture hungrily before lightly, almost shyly, brushing his with Ed's. The two quickly warmed up to the presence of the other, though, and soon their tongues were fighting for dominance, wrestling each other tantalizingly from one mouth to the other. Eventually, due to lack of air, Ed was forced to pull away. Both men lay on the bed, panting and flushed, looking at each other as if to ask 'What now?'
At that very moment, the phone rang. Ed slid slowly from Envy, loathe to relinquish his position on top of him, but knowing that only the Colonel had the number to his room. He picked up the phone, scowling.
"What do you want."
"Hello to you, too, Fullmetal."
"Yeah, yeah, hello. Now, what do you want."
"Just checking in."
Ed almost screamed in frustration. He interrupted us for that! He swore colorfully, in his mind, of course, and then said, attempting to keep his anger in check, "Well, what is there to check in on?"
"Envy, of course. How is he?"
"Uh… Why do you care?" Ed asked, features taking on a confused look.
"Well, he's the newest member of the military, is he not?" the Colonel asked. He could almost see the smug look of 'You're such an idiot' plastered all over Mustang's face. Ed wanted to hit him. Badly. Very badly.
"He's great. Wonderful. Is that all?" Ed asked, leaning against the bedside table impatiently, drumming his fingers on the hard surface, glancing over to Envy, who still lay in the same position on the bed, staring at the ceiling obviously without seeing it.
The Colonel laughed. "Yes. What, did I interrupt you in the middle of something?"
Ed blushed, thankful that Roy couldn't see him. "Kind of. If that's all, I'll talk to you later. Bye." He hung up without giving his commanding officer a chance to ask him what he had been doing. Just as he was about to go reclaim his previous location, Al walked in the door. Ed had to physically hold his metal arm down to stop himself from hitting his forehead with it in frustration. Envy noticed this and sniggered.
"Wow, Brother, it looks a lot nicer than it did a few hours ago," Al commented, looking around in appreciation.
"Tch. He just sat around and complained," Envy said, still grinning.
"I did not! I… made the beds…" Ed mumbled, realizing that he, indeed, had spent most of the time procrastinating. Alphonse just shook his head, mumbling something unintelligible, but Ed distinctly caught the words "lazy" and "short tempered." Envy, who obviously heard the latter comment, anxiously awaited the famous temper tantrum that usually accompanied the word "short" and any synonyms thereof. Ed twitched, then all hell broke loose. "WHO'REYOUCALLINGSOSMALLEATINGSHRIMPWOULDBECANNABALISM!" he shouted, jumping at Al and latching on to his back. "Just because you're so much taller than me gives you the right to pick on me, huh! Is that how it is!" he continued to fume, gnawing (yes, gnawing) on his brother's shoulder. Envy was too preoccupied with rolling around on the bed in laughter to aid Al, and Al was too busy laughing to get Ed off by his own means. In the end, Ed calmed down and helped Al put away the groceries that he had bought.
The rest of the night, other than the occasional furtive glance between Ed and Envy, passed in relative peace.
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Wow. That was so much longer than I thought it would be… I think this chapter got in over 2000 words… Yep. 2084! Woo! New record! Booyah! … Okay, you guys have to tell me how I did with the whole make-out scene thing. O.o … You know… since it was my first and all… Oh! And wow! Fifty-six reviews! Man, that's awesome! I'd love to get to one hundred, but I know that's way too far-fetched… But… You know… If you'd like to help me get there… :Bambi eyes: I LOVE YOU ALL! Don't forget, comments, criticisms, complaints, and compliments are all accepted! I've yet to get a flame, so… If you'd like to be lucky number one, feel free to tell me how much I suck. D
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