Dimensions
By: Kurama-Sweethart (Moe)
Warning(s): Spoiler for the SERIES AND MANGA. It isn't really based on either one alone, per say- but my own crazy rendition of the two. For example, the timeline is manga formatted- Cornello happened before Nina, and Ed is 15. However, the events that take place are in the anime format, when it comes to dialogue and happenings. Also, Mustang is Colonel as opposed to Major, as shown in the series. Obviously, in the beginning it is set before the death of Maes Hughes. Blah blah, I'm sure you get the idea.
Pairing(s): Assorted pairings- Yaoi, Yuri and Het involved.

Breda was starting to get frustrated. The two women across from him shifted uncomfortably, glancing at each other. He had tried to make up conversation, honestly, but it's hard to have a double date with two women and no Havoc. They had planned this weeks ago- Breda would bring a woman he knew for Havoc, Havoc would bring a woman he knew for Breda- they would have a double date, meet new people, and it'd all be peachy and maybe one of them would get laid. It was an infallible plan.

That is, until Havoc decided to be three hours late.

"Listen, Heymans, I'm really sorry, but I gotta go." The blonde, who he remembered called herself Sophie, said awkwardly, snatching up her purse. Her brunette friend agreed. "Yeah. Sorry."

He sighed and rested his head on the table as they left. What a nightmare.

"Why, Lieutenant Breda,"

He lifted his head and looked up at his superior. "Colonel." Breda mumbled, still pouting and cursing himself for allowing those two girls to leave.

"Imagine meeting you here." Roy said smugly, his arm draped lazily around the waist of a curvy redhead. She giggled, swooning with every word he uttered. It made Breda sick. The colonel got all the women and he didn't even want them, dammit.

Breda shrugged. "I had a date."

The colonel smirked, but it was kind and almost sorry. " Oh?" His dark eyes glanced at the empty seat across from the Lieutenant.

"Yeah, uh, she left. I was just leaving," He added quickly, standing. "Actually."

Roy nodded, but he had a sort of unbelieving frown. "I see. Well, tomorrow, then."

"Wait, Colonel." He called bitterly as the colonel and his date began to walk away to their own table. "You haven't seen Havoc lately, have you? He was supposed to show up tonight for the double date, but-"

Roy suddenly abandoned his date and slid in across from Breda. "Havoc? He left earlier this morning to visit his parents up north. His leave papers said he wouldn't return for a few months."

Breda gave his superior a skeptical look "That's impossible, his parents have been dead for a while now."

"Russell?" Ed groaned, opening one eye from against his pillow. Across the room, half obscured by darkness, stood the form of his lover. "What are you doing here? I thought you were going to be working on those arrays-"

"What do you want?" Russell purred, slinking across the room. "With the dimension. Why are you here?"

Ed grunted again, tossing his automail arm over his eyes. "We've already talked about this, Russell. I'm going to make everything right, and this is the only way."

"You're delusional." Russell replied darkly, leaning over the bed. "You can't be God."

"I'm not trying to be." Ed snarled, suddenly defensive. "I've just screwed up, big time-" His lover's lips silenced him, and for a long time, he allowed himself to be lost in the one form of escape he had found.

Russell was swift in undressing him, fingers nimble and calloused. Ed struggled for the dominance that was his persona, but the other would have nothing of it.

"You can't be God without… sacrifice." Russell continued, dragging an open mouth down the rough contours of his neck.

"Sacrifice?" Ed moaned, back arching. "I'm not killing anyone. It's not my place to judge."

Russell sneered, biting down on flesh to prove his point. "Who are you? You spend all your time upholding the morals of a God you don't believe in, and yet here you are, preaching to me about it." The blood tasted good on his tongue.

"I know what's right," The Fullmetal snapped, "and I'm going to get what I want without death."

"Then you're still a fucking child." Envy snarled, allowing himself to slowly drift back to his preferred form. "You don't know anything."

Ed's eyes widened in horror, and he struggled against the body above him. "Who are you? Where is Russell?"

Envy just sneered.

"Where is he?" Lust hissed, glancing at Sloth, who was leaning against the opposite wall in the basement of the Tringham residence. "He's so obsessed with his stupid little mind games."

Sloth opened one eye, shrugging. "Who knows."

"Lust! Can I eat the armor, too?" Gluttony spat, blood dripping down his chin. Sloth tried not to look disgusted.

The other sin shook her head. "No, Gluttony. We need that one."

Alphonse sat in the corner of the basement, eyes wide and making the occasional whimper. Why couldn't he move? Under normal circumstances, he would have been able to break through the ropes binding him by the wrists and ankles.

There was something about watching people get eaten alive that made him unable to move. "Fletch…er." he croaked, but as soon as it came out, he was silenced.

"Hello, Ladies!" Envy finally called from the stairwell, silhouetted against the light from the kitchen. "I brought our star of the night!"

Lust smiled widely, eyes stationed on the struggling body thrown over his shoulder. "Edward Elric. At last we meet."

"What do you want from me?" Ed spat, making a point to keep his eyes from the blood smearing the floor. "Where're Russell and Fletcher?"

Envy grinned, roughly shoving his luggage into a corner, binding his hands apart to prevent any transmuting. "Oh, they could be gone for a very long time."

"Tasty, Tasty." Gluttony sang, scrambling over to Lust and squatting.

Ed's eyes widened, and he practically sobbed. "You mean, you ate-"

"That's not the point, Fullmetal-kid." Lust interjected, approaching him slowly. "Right now we have a little favor to request of you. We know that you know how to open the dimensions, and we want you to give us a little demonstration."

The alchemist snorted. "I would never."

"Oh, see, you have limited options here," Envy giggled, jabbing a thumb in the direction of Alphonse. "Either you open it for us, or you can kiss your darling little brother goodbye."

Gluttony cackled, licking his lips hungrily.

"What if I told you I don't know how?" Ed said bitterly, staring at the ground.

"We'd know you were lying." Lust threatened, glancing at Envy worriedly. Sloth opened her eyes again, frowning. All four homunculi seemed to communicate through their brooding eyes. "It's either that, or the stone."

Ed stiffened. "The stone? I'd have to kill off thousands of innocent people!"

"Then make your choice." Envy replied lightly, as if the proper decision were obvious.

"How long have you known Havoc's parents were dead?" Mustang prodded darkly, a look that Breda had never seen in his commander before.

He cleared his throat. "It's been about six months. Jean was pretty messed up when it happened. He always acted like nothing had happened."

"But you knew the truth? Why didn't he tell me? Why didn't you?" Roy asked fiercely, betrayal evident in his eyes. Did it really hurt him so much to not know?

"He didn't want anyone to know." Breda replied meekly, trying to avoid the topic that he knew was inevitable.

"But you did."

"I'm his best friend." Uh-oh. That response was a bit too defensive.

Roy leaned back, closing his eyes and sighing. "I know about your relationship with him, don't worry."

"Then you must also know about…Maria."

"Maria? Lieutenant Ross?" The Colonel jumped, curious to the new name thrown into the mix.

Breda cleared his throat again. "Yeah. Havoc… was stressed when he found out about his parents. Really stressed. Me and Maria, well…"

"I think I understand now." Roy interrupted in a tone that dropped the issue of military love affairs.

"So why do you think Havoc is visiting dead parents?" Roy mused darkly, glancing across the table at Hughes. Three hours had passed since had had talked to Breda in the restaurant.

Hughes shook his head. "No idea. Do you think it's connected with our recent findings with Juliet Douglas?"

"It's hard to say." The Colonel replied, looking pale in the dim light of Hughes' kitchen. Gracia and Elysia had long since been to bed. "All I can say is that if it is connected, then there's something really big going on."

"You're thinking conspiracy?" Hughes suggested, rubbing his neck. "There'd have to be some serious high-ranking officers involved."

"We can't trust anyone from now on. Not a soul. I can use my rank to find out some things, but I'm going to need your help from the Investigations Bureau, too."

"I promised to push you to the top, didn't I?" The Lieutenant Colonel smiled, winking jokingly. The sentiment made Roy chuckle, the last time for a long while.

TBC.

Sorry for the lack of updates. I'm going to try to get this rolling again. Thanks to all my reviewers! I could never have done this without you.