Greed flicked a lighter several times and looked up as Kimblee was gluing stones to another comb.
"Green? Does she have anything Green?" he asked, and Kimblee nodded. The two were silent, the only noise, Greed's lighter. Greed smiled. He had always known Kimblee had an interesting personality, but ever since he had come back from the gate, he had been a little different, quieter, a little more creative. Greed had been worried he would be separate from what he once was, but thankfully he had remained the same bomber… just…
Greed stopped and pulled up a little to look at Kimblee, who was sewing now.
He was… more female? Greed shook his head, no, that wasn't it. He sighed and lit a cigarette, and watched Kimblee's thin white arms. His skin was as white as ever, and Greed laughed silently, wondering what Kimblee would do if he snuck up on him now and…
Greed stood up, and Kimblee turned to look at him.
"You're hearing's getting better." Greed observed, with a wry smile. He leans down and gave Kimblee's throat a light nibble, and Kimblee pushed him away absently. Greed sighed.
"One of these days we're gonna have to talk about your problems, Kimmie." he said, and Kimblee sighed and ran a hand over Greed's, then pulled it to his mouth, biting his seal. Greed howled, and hit Kimblee hard enough to knock him into unconsciousness.
A/N: No more chappies for you until I get another review... I'm getting depressed its so little encoragement... I get no reveiws at all... yet everyone I DO get is raving...
If you all like me so much, why do you never review?
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