MWAHAHAHA

-cough-

Yes I know, I have a chronic tendency to laugh insanely and then cough. Mer. Don't like it? Eat a jellyfish.

Sooo... I decided the best way to retell the events that happened at Havoc's house would be to have a flashback-ish thing rather than run-on dialogue, because as we know from certain chapter of the prologue –cough- that does not always sound very good. Or realistic. I know, I'm a cheap lazy bastard.

-British accents-

Roy: Here here.

Ed: I say.

Roy: Cheerio.

Ed: Higglety pigglety.

O.o;;;

I disclaim, because it's easier than typing up the disclaimer. –coughlazybastardcough-

And no offense to the British peoples out there. Cookie time! –cookie-

Plus, there's a bit of a surprise twist towards the end. You'll see. –cackle-

This chapter is dedicated to AnimeDragonofFire and their fury-is-alive-ness. Thanks for taking the time to review my work!

Chapter 7: Envy

"You done yet?"

"I told you, Havoc, this isn't easy. It takes time, and unless you want it blowing up in your face, I suggest you be patient and let me work."

"But being patient is boring..."

Havoc paced back and forth in front of the T.V. as Fury worked on it from the back. He had agreed not smoke while Fury was here, and he was beginning to regret it. So what if it had only been barely ten minutes since he last smoked?

"Yeah, well, I'm going outside for a while. If you get done before I get back... do whatever. Although at this rate, you probably won't finish 'til I'm six feet under."

Fury sighed and continued to work. Havoc shrugged and walked over to the front door, a hand already reaching into his pocket for a cigarette. He opened the door and froze, a smoke lifted halfway to his lips.

Face down on the concrete steps to his house was a small man dressed in black clothing, his palm-tree hair limp about his body.

The cigarette dropped to the ground as Havoc swiftly drew his gun from its holster and aimed it at the monster. His hands were shaking slightly and his heart was pummeling his rib cage, but the homunculus didn't move a muscle. After an anxious moment of wondering if he was going to die here, killed before he knew what had happened. But still it did not move, and he warily holstered his gun.

"Havoc? Are you still here? What are you doing?"

Fury looked up from his task as Havoc reentered the room.

"Are you okay? You look pale..."

"Umm, yeah, 'bout that... seems a stray has shown up on my doorstep."

Fury's face brightened.

"Oh? Is it a cat? I always wanted another cat."

Havoc rubbed his temples. Oh, yeah, another cat. Wouldn't want the other fifteen the animal-crazed boy owned to be lonely.

"I'm afraid it's not that kind of a stray."

"ah..."

Fury had subconsciously placed himself behind Havoc as he stared down at the homunculus. Havoc stood there a moment longer, absently gazing down at the motionless creature before sighing and stooping down.

"I'm bringing him in."

"Wh-what? You can't seriously... "

"Move."

Fury obediently stepped aside as Havoc lifted Envy over his shoulder and carried him inside. He wasn't surprised at how light the homunculus was. After all, it wasn't human, right?

Havoc set Envy down on the sofa across from the half-dismantled T.V. set. Almost immediately after that, his eyes flew open.

Fury squeaked and leapt behind Havoc's shoulder again. Havoc already had his pistol in hand. Envy's eyes slowly came into focus and settled on the ceiling before turning to look at Havoc and the gun aimed towards himself. He kept staring, and Havoc was just about ready to shoot and get it over with when he finally spoke up.

"What are you waiting for, the sky to fall? Shoot me already."

"If you're going for famous last words, that could use a bit of work."

"Real funny, potato head."

Havoc's eye twitched.

"P...Potato head?"

"Are you trying to imitate a parrot or were you born that way?"

Havoc slowly lowered his gun and stood up straight, running a hand through his hair.

"Alright wise guy, what are you up to? Seeing as you haven't impulsively slaughtered us yet, I'm assuming there's a reason you're here."

Fury inched slightly out from behind Havoc to get a better look at the homunculus. He still hadn't moved a muscle, at least until now. He grinned menacingly.

"Oh, there's no reason. I simply can't move. That makes me a bit vulnerable, wouldn't you say?"

"So... you're not here for some late revenge for Dante?"

Envy burst into bitter laughter, which made Fury flinch.

"Revenge for Dante? No, why would I avenge that high and mighty piece of decaying filth? The only reason I went along with her was so I could find my bastard father and have fun with his sons in the meantime. Plus, I got watch mankind suffer at my hands."

Envy grimaced.

"However, even if I wanted to do that now I couldn't. Damned little black things inside the Gate kept trying to tear at me. I think they managed to dissolve most of the red stone I've ingested. I probably only have about one life's worth left of red stone left. If the gate hadn't suddenly opened up when it did..."

Havoc had put away his gun and was leaning against the television.

"Why are you telling us all this?"

"Why not? It's not like it matters. I have no purpose anymore. Causing humankind to suffer has lost its appeal. I can barely walk around for five minutes without dropping dead. I-"

"Whoa, back up a step. Dropping dead?"

The homunculus smiled sourly.

"Not dead, really, but a deathlike state. You see, if a homunculus only has one life's worth of stone in them, then if they exert too much energy they'll go into a hibernation of sorts until they regain that energy through whatever source available. Hell, leave me out in the sun and I'll soak up the energy from its rays. The 'human' way to do it would be to get energy through food or drink, although that's a little harder to do when your body has stopped functioning. If we have enough stone then we don't have to worry about it. I never really had to think about being this vulnerable before, as there was no shortage of stone before I went into the Gate."

"So... if you stored enough energy while you're...'alive' by eating, then you would be less likely to drop d - hibernate?"

"I suppose so."

"I dunno... why should I believe any of this?"

"What, would you like me to demonstrate?"

"No, no, that's okay."

"Good, because it's not exactly a walk in the park to be dead for an hour. Makes you feel all tingly and numb for a while after you wake up. Like right now, for instance."

Envy slowly pushed himself up into a sitting position on the couch, and tenderly rubbed one of his hands.

"I think I'm a little better now. I can feel my hands at least."

"So what are you going to do now? If you're going to leave, I prefer you to not kill us on your way out the door."

"Leave? And do what, sleep on someone else's doorstep for a while? If I'm 'killed' while I'm 'dead,' then I'll stay dead. In fact, if you were to shoot me right now, I would probably die, seeing as that would be my last bit of stone down the drain."

Havoc rubbed his temples, trying to clear his head. So Envy was a good guy now? No, he simply didn't want to kill people anymore. That didn't make him a good guy. Was it possible that he could become a good person? Use his shape shifting for good rather than manipulation and subterfuge? Havoc was just about to speak when Fury beat him to it.

"Well... would you like to stay with Havoc? I mean, I'll help too..."

Havoc gaped at his meek friend, and Envy simply burst into laughter. However, it wasn't quite as bitter as before.

"I guess I don't have much of a choice, do I?"

Havoc loosened up a little. He stepped over to the couch.

"Alright, you can stay. But only until we find you some red stone."

Envy turned his head sharply to look at Havoc, causing his green locks to bounce slightly.

"Why would you do something like that?"

Havoc turned away quickly as he felt a blush creep onto his face. What the hell, Havoc? Are you that embarrassed to help someone in need?

"Promise me this. Once we do find a red stone and you can leave, you won't kill another person for as long as you... eh... exist."

He didn't expect Envy to actually commit to something like that, no matter what he said. But his response sounded surprisingly sincere. Or was it just his imagination?

"I promise."

Havoc stopped for a moment in his summed up retelling of how Envy had come to them, wondering if that was all the important information. Before he could add anything else, Ed interrupted him, rising to his feet.

"You let that... that monster into your house? Do you actually believe anything that he says isn't a load of bull?"

Havoc reached for his pocket, and then remembered he wasn't in uniform and that he had no cigarettes and that he wasn't allowed to smoke in a hospital. He sighed and leaned back, twiddling his thumbs as an alternative.

"He almost killed Breda and Farman!"

Havoc flinched. Al spoke quietly.

"Nii-san, we don't know if that's what happened..."

"No, Al, he's right. I...how about I explain."

"It better be a damn good explanation to explain why you haven't killed that bastard even after he's done this."

"...The reason I brought Envy into headquarters as Fury was so that I could... well, you see I had seen the Colonel- I mean Fuhrer looking in his cabinets and I-"

"You were going to steal my red stone?"

Roy was standing now, looking appalled.

"...Yes, sir."

Roy sat back down and took a deep breath.

"We've known each other a long time, Havoc. I didn't think anyone knew that I possessed a red stone, but if you had asked me for it I would have gladly given it to you."

"But you would be expecting an explanation, of course."

"Yes. Why did you hide this from me?"

Havoc paused for a moment, glanced at Hughes, and then looked back at Roy.

"I find it hard to tell my secrets to someone who keeps secrets from me."

There was a sudden loud crashing noise coming from down the hall, along with a scream and a loud stream of curses. Havoc leapt to his feet and ran down the hall, followed by the rest of the gang. They turned into one of the rooms and bumped into a nurse running out, her face pale. Inside the room, Fury was standing on the bed, a twisted look of rage etched into his face. Roy's heart jumped at the sight of Fury's image looking so utterly different, but calmly reminded himself that this was not Fury.

"Havoc!"

He leapt off of the bed, and in a momentary flash of light he was Envy again.

"Why the hell did you leave me there? Anything could have happened! Or are you just plotting to let me die and get me off your hands?"

He was screaming loud enough for the world to hear. The others stood helplessly by as Havoc began shouting back just as loudly.

"Me? What was I doing? What the hell were you doing, beating the shit out of Farman and Breda?"

Envy took a step closer.

"They were gonna find out! You know damn well that I can't act like Fury!"

Havoc stepped closer as well.

"So you just decided to slaughter them? What was the real reason? Tell me!"

They kept stepping closer, both looking about ready to wring the other's neck, literally screaming in each other's faces.

"I would expect you to know that by now!"

Lips smashed against lips in a fierce kiss. The others gaped.

Havoc grasped Envy's waist with both hands and leaned into the kiss, both their tongues searching each other's mouths hungrily. When they finally pulled away both looked just as ticked off as before.

Havoc turned on his heel to face the others, whose mouths were still hanging open, especially now that Havoc was looking at them as boredly as ever. Envy had turned off to the side with his hands on his hips, gazing around the roominsipidly.

"Sorry about all the yelling."

"Erm, yeah... Havoc, did you just... kiss him?"

Havoc raised an eyebrow at Roy.

"What, like you don't make out with Hughes all the time behind our backs?"

Hughes burst out laughing. Roy blushed furiously.

"Fine. Fine. Let's all go check on Breda and Farman, and then maybe we can go back to the lobby and get our facts straight. Right? Right."

He stormed out of the room as Havoc and Hughes laughed together at his retreating back.

Behold the evilly evilness of my evil!

a.k.a. the HavocEnvy pairing thing.

Trust me, I have NO idea where that plot bunny came from. I just saw that yelling scene in my head and I was like Heeey, I gotta write that one down! Strangely enough, I didn't even think twice about the pairing. After all, since I don't really like Envy and he's an evil bastard I simply never tried pairing him with anyone. Soo...my envy is slightly less evil in the sense that he doesn't want to kill everything in sight. –cough-

Review time!

AnimeDragonofFire: -blink- Wow, the aliveness of Fury being alive is amazing, isn't it?

...That's the only review. –sob- TTTT Thankies ADF.

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