Black Sin
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in the series except the Black Poison Alchemist and Lyanna. (And still more to come.) All other characters belong to their respectful owners.
Series Warning: As my very good friend pointed out to me, the story began to stray off the main storyline and became AU soon after (AU Alternate Universe). Because of this, I will release two versions of my story, I will do the AU version first, then work on the other version afterwards, to try and keep everyone happy… sorry everyone for the inconvience (If it is one. Heh).
Author's Notes: Due to the many e-mails I have received, I'll be outright. I am reviewing my own story, and the link I have provided in my comments, to Black's journal, is actually her journal. Oo;; (By that, I mean that it's not some page laden with viruses waiting to happen.)
Chapter Six: Sunset
Black sat at the bar, sighing softly as she sipped her flask. Her arm had healed rather nicely over the past week or so, and Greed had been pretty easy on her, sending her only on the easier missions. Shrugging slightly to herself, she readjusted her leather jacket, casually biting at the finger of one of her gloves.
"You'll ruin your gloves if you do that, you know," a voice muttered, taking a seat by the alchemist. Black blinked, glancing over to the ox Chimera, Roah. She chuckled lightly, glancing down at her glass as she took her glove out of her mouth.
"They're old anyways… plus, I've got a couple more pairs in my closet."
Roah decided not to dabble anymore with this pointless subject as he rubbed the back of his neck with his hand, before saying quietly, "Greed likes you, you know."
Black waved it away with a hand, swallowing the liquor. "I figured that much. It's a little obvious, if you ask me."
"You don't seem like you care at all."
"I don't."
"Why?"
Here Black hesitated, biting her lower lip. "I… just don't think that Greed's the right guy for me," she said, sighing. "I prefer people that are… different."
"Greed is different. Very, actually," he muttered, playing with the fact that Greed wasn't even human.
Black stood up, leaving her empty glass on the bar's counter. She didn't answer Roah at all, merely leaving the Devil's Nest altogether.
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"What are you doing up here?" came Greed's voice from behind her, as he took a seat by her side.
Black was sitting on the Devil's Nest's rooftop from noon to sunset, probably arousing the suspicion of Greed. She seemed unfazed by his sudden appearance, but she did snap at him as he sneakily tried to wrap his arm around her waist. "Greed-san, I agreed to work with you, not enter a relationship with you."
Greed grinned as she ranted, interrupting by simply saying, "Then what's with the 'san' part you added?"
The alchemist narrowed her eyes as she scoffed, "I was merely being polite." Getting to her feet, she managed to conceal a blush by looking the other way.
Greed got to his feet as well, and in one swift grab, he hooked her chin and used his other arm to face her towards him, only slightly roughly as he gazed down at her, into her eyes. Cutting off her angry protesting with a long, passionate kiss, he finally released, smiling as he waited for her reaction. She seemed speechless and stunned, and he took this opportunity to quietly whisper in her ear, "Then I guess I'll be polite as well, Black-san."