Title: My Pride
By: Alchemist X
Beta: Kaira-Chan
Summary: Ed has become a sin, Envy's greatest dream has come true. Now all he has to do is seduce him. Envy/Ed a.k.a. Envy/Pride
Disclaimer: Okay I don't own FMA, or the characters. I don't even own "Pride" I've seen fan art of him, thought it was a fun idea so I wrote a story about it.
Chapter Twelve:

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Envy's whole body tensed. He looked down at Pride, who was floating in a blissful sleep, totally oblivious to what he had just said. Or did he not even care? After all he, Envy, had done for him, teaching him where to go, what to do, how to do it, how to...love. After he had protected Pride, to the best of his abilities, and had admitted to the blond that he had feelings for him. Pride had gone and openly stated that he loved... Roy?

Envy scooted back, away from the small body. Pride blinked back his sleep at the movement and looked up at Envy with questioning eyes. But those eyes... they weren't Pride's, they had a spark, they had life. They were Ed's...

Envy swallowed a lump in his throat. Pride blinked, and the spark of life and memory that the eyes had held was gone. "Envy? What's wrong?" he questioned, deep concern etched in his voice. He reached out to lay a reassuring hand on Envy's shoulder, but Envy let out a deep and threatening growl. Pride drew this hand back quickly, as if Envy would bite it if he hadn't.

"So that's it, huh? You love Roy?" Envy asked, glaring at his young lover, no... brother.

"What?" Pride asked, sucking in a sharp breath as he looked at Envy in disbelief. "I...What? No, I love you, Envy, You! How can I not?"

"That's not what you just said," Envy snapped.

Silence fell in the room, Pride seemed to be thinking to himself, wondering if he had really said that, but Envy didn't seem to care. "Get out," he hissed. Pride shook his head clear of thought and looked at Envy, eyes wide with confusion.

"What?" he whimpered.

"I said get out. I don't care where just get out of my sight." Envy ordered, he looked directly into Pride's golden, and once again lifeless eyes. When he saw that the sin was making no move, he barked, "Get Out! Go to Father, go to your precious General, go to Greed for all I fucking care. Just get out of my sight, Shorty..."

He had never called Pride short. That name was reserved for Ed, along with shrimp, pipsqueak, and other insults based on height. Just by calling Pride by one of those names, Envy had admitted to himself that Pride was (indeed) leaving, and Ed would take his place.

He scoffed, not leaving much time to think about it, and continued his assault on Pride, "I don't see why I got stuck with you of all people. I hated you before, and now I hate you again... I..." His voice paused, there wasn't anything else he really wanted to say, "Just go..." His amethyst eyes turned away, and he felt the bed shift as Pride crawled off it.

The next thing he heard was the big metal door to the chamber's slamming close. A metallic boom filled the stone room, and, to Envy, the door looked like it would never open again.

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"Pride, my boy - Oh, Envy, Where's Pride?" Hohenheim asked as he walked into the chamber. He had been looking for Pride, but instead found Envy, sprawled lazily over the bed, taking up as much room as he could.

The eldest sin shrugged, half-closed eyes starring dumbly at the ceiling, as if he was about to fall asleep... but something was nagging at him to stay awake.

"I don't know. Gone," he answered. Hohenheim's eyes had been scanning the empty room, but they stopped on Envy as he answered.

"Gone?" he asked, voice low and unreadable. "Gone where?"

"I don't know," Envy repeated.

A few minutes ticked by, as Hohenheim processed what was being said. "For how long?"

Envy shrugged again, not taking his uncaring eyes off the ceiling, "An hour. Maybe two..."

The sin's creator gasped, "Excuse me? No, Envy... Where is Pride?" Before Envy could once again answer, 'I don't know,' Hohenheim was walking, looking frantically around the room, "What? No... no, no, no. He can't be missing, too much can go wrong... We have to find him..."

The man was babbling, Envy noted as he turned his gaze from the ceiling to watch (out of the corner of his eye) in amusement as Hohenheim started breaking into a state of panic.

Greed's chuckle was heard, and he appeared in the door way, "Aw, Envy lost little Pride? Honestly, how irresponsible!" he sighed. He waited for Envy to snap at him, but the older sin made no move or reply. He stared at Greed for a moment, then to Hohenheim, then relaxed on the bed and continued to stare at the ceiling.

"Well, we must find him at once. You two, go out and start looking, I'll send the others..." Hohenheim concluded brushing past Greed. The sin let him pass, and once the old man was out of sight and down the hall, he turned his eyes on Envy.

"So what? You don't care anymore?" he asked a grin playing on his lips, "You two have a fight or something?" No reply. He gave out an exasperated sigh, "Oh well, whatever, makes my job a lot easier," he said.

Envy looked, and watched him leave.

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It was raining again, he noted. It always seemed to rain, when something went wrong, or when he was in a terrible mood. How he hated the rain. Not only did it make an annoying sound as it poured against his window, it made him feel useless and remember things he'd rather leave in the past.

A glass of scotch was brought up to his lips as he looked into the burning flames that engulfed the logs. He loved the warmth and reassurance that radiated off his little corner of his living room. The only thing he needed now was a certain irritating blond alchemist to be laying in his lap, telling him his theories about the world

He let out a heavy sigh at the thought, and gulped down a large and depressing amount of scotch, when a sound banging noise was heard at his door.

The noise was the last thing Roy would have excepted, especially with the current weather. Who would be visiting him so late into the night, in the middle of the storm? Maybe it was some news about his latest investigation?

He slammed his glass against the hard wood table, and dragged himself off the couch, before stumbling his way to the door.

Roy had thought that the mere occurrence of someone at his door was shocking, but who it was made the man fall speechless in surprise.

A very wet, cold, and shivering blond Sin was looking at him with pleading eyes, "Please..." he whimpered, "I- I need a place to stay..."

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Sorry It took so long to update! I acturally had it written awhile ago, it just took my beta' a while. And like all the other author's I'm busy with school and after school sports! So REALLY sorry that its taken so long, and I thank all the reviewers that emailed me and AIM me telling me how much they liked my story and how I should 'hurry the hell up!' So thanks guys!