Title: Allotted Design.

Pairing: None in this chapter.

Rating: Perhaps… PG-16, for language.

Once word got around to the students of local high school that a member of their own had been murdered, several close friends of the victim came forward and informed authorities of the conflicts between him and Envy. Of course, before Envy could be taken in for questioning, they questioned the boys who had given this new information, and eventually it came out that the boy had frequently beaten Envy over the years, and had even planned to rape him that day. Although none knew whether he actually had or not, as the boy had fled the school immediately after the deed was done.

Envy had lugged the TV upstairs to his bedroom so that he could watch the news without the prying eyes of his family when he happened to land on a live report coming from his front lawn.

"I'm Linda Johnson, and I come to you now, live, from the home of the leading suspect in the gruesome murder that happened just hours ago."

The camera panned back to show a wider view of the house, and several cop cars pulling onto the lawn.

Turning off the TV, sure enough Envy could hear the sirens and yelling from the front of the house, despite that he'd originally thought what he saw on the screen to be an illusion of his mind.

"Shit!" He jumped to his feet, and began to run to the door, but then realized that should he go that way, he'd meet officers on the way down. So he began to run towards the window, but then he realized he couldn't fit through the portion of the window that opened to the outside.

"Shit!" He grabbed a hold of the TV, and with all his might threw it through the picture window, shattering the glass to the lawn below. Luckily, his bedroom faced the back long, which as of yet was empty of reporters and various members of authority.

With barely a second glance around his room, he leapt through the window, landing gracefully amongst the shards of glass, and ran for the woods.

Wrath burst from his room and slid down the banister, landing with a crash against the front door. Readjusting himself, he opened the door with a broad smile, until he faced the handful of Officers looming over him, blocking the sight of a dozen more standing on the lawn and sitting in their parked cars.

"Sweet Jesus cunt!" Wrath immediately swung to close the door, but one of the leading Officers shot his foot through the doorway, blocking Wrath's attempt.

"I'm sorry, young man, but we're going to need to come in." He twisted his foot to widen the opening. Wrath stumbled backwards, still in surprise, allowing the door to swing open.

"Does Mr. Envy Culus live here?" The Officers flipped his badge, not bothering to check or correct his mispronunciation of the name.

"Y—yeah, he does." Wrath nodded, sneaking a peak over his shoulder in hopes to spot his brother on the stairs. Instead he was hit with the sound of a window breaking; the Officers immediately pushed their way past and stomped upstairs with their heavy boots, expertly following the sound of the noise.

"He's gone!" The first Officer in the room called to the rest, running over to the window in time to catch a glimpse of Envy disappearing into the woods behind the house.

"He's entered the woods."

"Those woods spread for acres; there are too many places for him to hide, sir."

"Yes, let's just wait for him to make an appearance, and go after him then! He can't stay hidden in the woods for too long!"
Now note the obvious laziness of the local Officers.

"So now you're trying to tell me that my son is a suspect in a murder case?" Dante impatiently tapped her overgrown fingernails across the kitchen table.

Wrath sat quietly at the bottom of the steps nearby, listening carefully to the news the Officers read off from their notepads.

"Well, Mrs. Culus, from what we've gathered it seems Envy was having a fair bit of trouble with other students at school, particularly some boys in his gym class. We've been told that one particular boy, the boy who was murdered, was particularly mean to your son, and had even planned to rape him. We haven't yet confirmed whether he actually did, or not, although we doubt he did. Young males have the habit of coming up with such plans, but never fulfilling them."

"Are you trying to tell me that my son was raped?"

"Well, as I said, we're not qui—"

"My son does not go to a renowned public school to be raped!" She abruptly stood from her seat, knocking it back against the floor. "I can't believe this has happened! What were the damned teachers doing while this happened?" She grabbed the notepad full of information on the murder case from an Officer at the table, and began to angrily tear the pages from the book into shreds.

"My son wouldn't murder anyone! He's the one that was raped; you should be looking into that!" She threw the pieces of paper into the Officer's face. "Leave, now."

One of the Officers's opened his mouth to protest, but another elbowed him, and they both left, one solemnly eying Wrath as he passed.

"Momma?" Wrath timidly stepped down from the stairs. Dante kept her back turned. "You hurt Envy all the time, why do you care so much that he's bullied at school, and maybe was even raped?"

"Wrath…" The woman began slowly, turning to face him. "Get the fuck out of my face; right now!" She flung a plate from the table, the nearest object in her reach, in his direction. He ducked aside and ran for the stairs as the plate shattered against the wall.

Envy huddled under the low hanging branches of a fallen tree, shivering in the cold of the night. He was unsure as to how long he'd been hiding in the woods, as far from the house as he could walk, but the sun had set long ago. Though he was sure the police no longer searched for him, but waited for the light of day, he didn't dare make way back to the house in fear they'd left surveillance to catch him. He hadn't believed they'd actually come after him, but from what he'd gathered on the News before he fled, some students had told the police of his conflicts with the boy who'd been murdered, and that was motive enough.

"Where do I go now?" He questioned himself, resting his chin on his knees and slowly rocking back and forth. "Shitshitshit. I shouldn't have ran; I have nothing to hide! But I can't let them get Gluttony either… Ohgodohgodohgod. I can't go back now. But I have nowhere else to go!"

Envy had passed out from exhaustion by time Wrath found him early the following morning. The sun was just beginning to rise, and a cool layer of dew coated the ground, soaking his pants up to the knees. Dropping to his knees beside his brother, he carefully rolled him onto his back, almost afraid to find him dead, but calmed at the gentle rise and fall of his chest.

"Envy…" He shook him carefully, "You need to wake up now; they'll be coming soon." He shook harder.

Envy woke with a start, sitting up in a sudden motion, arms twisted into a defensive position.

"Oh God, Wrath, you scared me!" He held a hand over his chest to emphasize his point. "Oi, it's so cold out." He rubbed his hands over the thin material covering his arms, attempting to better circulate the blood.

"Envy, you need to get out of town. The police are really bent on the thought that you did it, because they've got no other leads."

"Wrath, I've got nowhere to go!" Envy buried his face in the crook of his elbow, groaning in desperation. "Have you heard from Gluttony?"

"No, why?"

"So they haven't gotten a hold of him…"

"Does that mean he did it?" Wrath shifted into a better position, leaning closer to Envy.

"He did. He came to the house last night… he had blood on his arms. He told me that he'd taken care of the boy who hurt me."

"So he really did rape you?"

Envy fell silent, taken back by his brother's question. "Yeah… yeah, he did."

"Why didn't you tell someone?"

"Well," Envy thought for a minute. "If you think about it, there's no way they'd believe me over him. There are already rumors about me and student interns, and being sexual, so if he told them that he came on to me, and his friends decided they'd witnessed it all, I'd be done for."

Wrath hated to admit it, but he knew his brother was right; he wouldn't have had a chance.

"So what are you going to do now? Can't you go forward and tell them that it was really Gluttony?"

"I can't nark my best friend out!"

"But he's letting you take the blame…" Wrath pointed out, though careful not to upset his brother, knowing the temper he can have.

"Well… he did it for me in the first place, it's the least I can do." Envy ended with a determined nod, and Wrath knew he could no longer say anything to change his brother's mind.

"Then you need to leave town."

"I still have nowhe—"

"Mother is sending me away." Wrath paused, and then continued before Envy could speak. "She said it's best for me… she doesn't want me under the influence of you any longer. She's already contacted the school, and they've agreed to take me as soon as possible due to the current situation around here. So I'm to go tomorrow."

"What kind of school is it?"

Wrath was almost surprised by how calmly Envy took the news. "Well, it's a preparatory school. It sounds like a nice place, I was reading about it on a computer at the library. I'll have to share a dorm, though… Well, actually, you will."

"What? What are you saying…?"

"Envy, I want you to go instead of me. We've nearly of the same age, and we look similar, so no one will know the difference! I mean, no one there has seen me; they've only gotten my basic appearance details, just to know who to look out for at the train station. But... over the past couple of months I've been skipping school. I haven't been going to any of my classes, instead I've been working a job at one of the gaming stores downtown. They've offered to pay for me to go to a 3 month learning convention down in the states."

"Wrath…"

"No, Envy, listen to me. I really want to go to this; if I do well I could even be offered a job! I mean, I could end up working for a real company, testing games or something. And I think its best if I went in that direction, and you went in the one planned for me. You go to the school until things have settled down here."

"Wrath… I hate to take this from you, but I think it really could be the best thing right about now."

Wrath smiled, and seemed to visibly calm. "Thank god you've agreed; I was afraid I'd have to knock you unconscious and then dump you on the bus to the train station!" He timidly met Envy's eyes, still worried of how Envy may take this suggestion, despite how he'd already agreed.

"I don't know what I'd do without you, Wrath." Envy latched himself to Wrath's body, and hugged him close. "You're one of the only people I can trust, and feel I'm trusted by. Thank you."

Wrath melted in his brother's arms, hugging him tightly, "I hate to be so far from you, but I guess that it's best we go the ways we're going. And it's not like we'll never see each other before." He smiled sadly, fighting back an oncoming wave of tears.

A/N: Well, here's another chapter! And we're getting closer and closer to the excitement that is sure to come when –coughcough-Ed-coughcough- and Envy have to share a dorm room. Anyone but me excited?

Also, thanks for the reviews guys, I really appreciate them all. Makes writing these chapters so much better knowing that people are actually reading them.

Now, if only I had such motivation writing the novella for one of my courses. --'' Only 11,000 words to go!

On a lighter note I'm going to Silent Hill tomorrow; opening night! I'm so very excited and so felt the need to share.

Can anyone give me some tips on how to fix the layout of my stories on here? I hate all the unnecessary spaces between paragraphs, and such, and how it deletes the extra spaces I've created between paragraphs that are technically two different scenes. I've tried editing after uploading it into my Documents section on here , and adding the three stars to signify a change of scene, but they always disappear when I save the changes...