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Roy looked over at Pride, who was curled up on his couch. A blanket was draped over him, even though the sin insisted that he wasn't cold. His hair was unruly from being wet, and then dried with a towel. He also had a warm cup of hot cocoa in his hands, filled to the top since Pride had only taken a couple of sips before stopping.
The silence that came with the sin now was unnerving, especially for Roy, who knew the kind of screaming the little body could produce.
Roy sighed.
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Pride looked over at him. "I'm sorry..." he said, then turned his blank gaze back to his cocoa. "But... It would never work."
"Wha..." Roy started, shaking his own blank mind out of the gutter and trying to comprehend what Pride had meant by that. "Oh." Finally it hit him, and he tore his gaze off of the blond homunculus. "You mean about what happened earlier."
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"I-I know Envy's mad at me, you see, he thinks I'm becoming this Ed person," he admitted. That got Roy's head to jerk over toward him, the General's eyes wide. Pride gave him a smile. "Your lover, right..." he stated, more than asked. His smile quickly faded back into a steady scowl. "Envy really hates him. He yelled at me, and kicked me out. Cheating on him wouldn't make things better..." he concluded.
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Roy was amazed, the homunculus could act like a naive child at times, but when it came down to human feelings he was well beyond his years. Way beyond any of his siblings' years.
He pondered about what the homunculus had said, and it finally hit him.
That, even though he looked like Ed and there was a chance that the Fullmetal Alchemist may have still been lurking in that tiny body somewhere, Pride was fighting him with all he was worth, with all that he and his relationship to... Envy, was worth. And that he would never get Ed back.
Ed was dead.
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He sighed, and a gentle smile crossed his features. "You're very mature you know that?" he asked.
Pride perked up, and he almost bounced in his spot, at that. "Really? You mean that? I'm always called naive, or young. Never mature," he announced.
"Yes, well you are. Cheating on a lover never makes things better. Never, Pride..." he echoed.
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A smile was still plastered over Pride's face, and Roy cocked an eyebrow. "What?" he asked.
"Thats the first time I haven't needed to remind you to call me Pride," he stated.
Roy looked at him dumbly, then laughed.
Tic Toc, went the clock as two old friends talked the night away.
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Pride was asleep in the guest room and Roy was in his queen-sized bed. All the covers that would cover the left side of the bed, Ed's side, were gone, and made a little heap on top of Roy. All the pictures of the blond that he had in his room were flipped over, or had been (gently) taken off of the walls.
He had nothing to hang onto now, except for Pride, and (he clutched one of the blankets) now he would have to let him go.
He turned over in the bed, but all the blankets made it a little hard to do so. Roy sucked in a deep breath, pressing his nose against Edward's old pillow. His lover's scent had long since gone, but he could always imagine it.
Suddenly a loud thumping sound was heard. Roy didn't think too much about it, until he heard a strangled cry come from Pride.
He snapped to attention in the bed, and all the blankets were thrown to the ground with ease as he jumped out of bed and ran for the door.
He almost slipped in the hallway, and nearly tore down the guest bedroom door as more thumps and cries were heard. When he did open the door, he was shocked to see Pride on the floor with a buff man on top of him. The man had huge, claw-like hands wrapped around Pride's tiny neck. Pride was panicking, throwing his head from side to side, trying to get a breath, as his pale hands tried to pry the larger ones off. The scene was so odd that Roy actually gapped at it for a moment, until it hit him that Pride was about to pass out from lack of air. His hands fumbled in the pockets of his pajamas for a moment, looking for his gloves, until he realized he didn't have them.
He cursed and quickly came up with another plan. "Hey!" he called, and the monster/man looked up at him with glowing, animal-like eyes. Roy gulped as one of the giant claws was lifted off of Pride's neck (while the other was firmly planted in place) and it shot out at him. He was barely able to dodge, while wood and splinters from the door sprang everywhere. Roy raced for the guest bed, noting that the animalistic eyes were on him the entire time, as the man withdrew his claw.
The General slid to a stop in front of the nightstand, and he fumbled with the drawer, drawing it open and rummaging until his fingers met cold steel. A military officer should always be prepared.
He spun around just in time to see that the claw was ready to strike again, and when he saw the flash of movement, he blindly pulled the trigger.
He heard Pride cry out, a muffled scream, and for a second, he thought he had hit the small vassal. But when the man's body gave out and collapsed in a heap, he figured that the shot had worked. Pride lie on the floor, chest heaving, so Roy ran to the boy's side first. "Pride? Pride, are you all right?" His hands ran along the blond's arms, looking for scratches. He could feel some blood, but nothing too serious. He sighed in relief.
But Pride was still sobbing from shock. "G-Gr-Greed, He's-He's not..."
"Greed? Was that who just..." Roy's question was cut short when Pride yelled out.
"He's not dead!"
It took a moment for the words to register with Roy, but even that was too late. The black body of the man he had just shot sat up, and a deep chuckle emitted from it. Roy turned his shaking body around, just to see a glimpse of a shadowed face, sharp, animal teeth, and a small bullet hole in the middle of the forehead, before the claw hand was back and smacking him against the wall.
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Envy stared at the abandoned building. The house the Elric brothers had once lived in. Happily. Until Edward gave up his life to make sure Alphonse had one... That was the day Pride was born.
The sin absentmindedly kicked at a patch of flowers, shuffling his feet, and knowing well that he should be searching for his lover. Are we still even lovers? Envy made a low groaning sound, of course we are. He assured himself, this was Pride. The sin craved to be loved, and Envy was his favorite lover.
That brought a smile to Envy's face. He turned away from the house of Edward and Alphonse Elric, figuring that he had sulked long enough, and it was time he went and picked up his lover. Time to be Pride's knight in shining armor once again...
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Their hideout was quiet without the sins. Running about and causing a mock, Hohenheim noticed all this as he shuffled papers from one side of his desk to the other. Nerves and the need to do something, making him fidget while the search went on for his missing 'son.'
But the fidgeting soon made him feel tired, and he lend back in his chair with a long, exasporated sigh.
He casually glanced at the clock, and saw it was about to chime three in the morning.
And he wasnt' asleep... the thought made him groan a little more, and wish that he could close his eyes and dirft into bliss. Forgetting the stressful life, brought by sin.
Sleep, didn't come that easy to him, unfortunatly, and then his great oak doors burst open. He blinked in surprise, and jumped a little in his chair, then noticed it was Greed. His (horrid) chimera's in toe.
The old alchemist quickly relaxed, and rested a heavy hand on his face, "What are you doing here?" he said dully. Missing the wicked (toothy) grin Greed gave him.
"Oh, I just remembered." Greed stated, "Some bone i've been meaning to pick with you."
Hohenheim glanced up, he arched an eye brow at the sin, "We have to do this, now? What about Pride?" Hohenheim paused then said, "Go look for him."
"I don't think so." Greed wagged a finger at Hohenheim direction, "First things first, I'm giving the orders now." He gave Hohenheim a stern glare, then looked back at his comrades. His eyes dancing with glee.
Distinct anger crossed Hohenheim elderly features, "What?" he spat.
"You see..." Greed started, "I'm holding all the cards." Another questioning glare from Hohenheim, and Greed skipped to the side, reaveling a bound Pride, held in one of the chimera's grasp.
Hohenheim starred at his son for a moment, in disbelief, the youngest sin looked terrible. In great pain, almost completly helpless. Hohenheim, as a scientist, wondered what happened to his greatest creation. Then as a father, worried about the condition of his son.
He only had to see Pride squirm a little in Dorchet, a dog chimera's gasp, then wince in pain. To bow his head in defeat.
Greed let out a deep chuckle, and stalked up to the grand wooden desk, "Now scoot." he commanded.
And Hohenheim Elric did.
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And thus it is out! Not just the chapter (Thank god its done. School has been a pain in the ass, and I just a new beta who I go to school with to do my stuff quicker. But her computer crashed, so...yeah.) But now you all know why Greed wants Pride. Wait to Envy comes in...
Yeah, sorry if its short, and really sorry about the late update! Please review! And thanks everyone for reveiwing last time. WE BROKE 200!
( Hopefully your won't have to wait as long for the next chapter. We're almost done with this story everyone! wow. )