Lyke d00d, I've updated O Holymotherofgoditsamiracle! Anyhoo, time for my excuses –munches on Cheez-its- First of all, I do not have TB, which is good. Instead I have some sort of problem with my stomach and all the medicines they give me make me sick. I also had a mini operation. They ended up stabbing me five times with an IV needle before they finally sent me off into La-La Land. I could not type for prolonged periods of time for about a week and a half. Then I got loads of schoolwork and junk like that. Then God gave me the worst kind of punishment, he made my computer rebel against me. Nothing worked, so I went into depression. I was stuck with a freakin' laptop that burned me. Stupid thing. Ya. Then my parents dumped me off at my friend's house twice because they needed to go on vacation. That's pretty much it. Oh! I was also being a lazy fart, but you all love me anyways. Right?

Disclaimer: I do not own Full Metal Alchemist. However, I do own this story. If I catch you stealing anything from me then I'll make your life a living hell. Have a nice day.

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Crimson Sin

Chapter Twenty – Monster

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Roy sighed and let his chin rest in his palm. He had propped one elbow up on the seat's armrest and was still gazing out at the countryside. His eyes were slightly glazed over and didn't seem to be taking in anything that rolled past the large window. How long had he been sitting here? A while. It was already late in the afternoon and the sun was beginning to dip in the sky, tinting it a slightly yellowish color.

He tore his eyes away from the boring hills of greenery. There weren't even a few cows out there to keep him interested, but then again, how interesting could livestock be? Not very, but they were better than this endless sea of green. A small smile played upon his lips when he saw Ed snoozing in his seat, his head resting against the cushion's velvety surface. The small blond was just small enough to lie down comfortably on the bench across from Roy.

A serene expression was upon Edward's face. His lips were slightly parted and they moved every now and then, as if he were trying to speak. Locks of golden hair had fallen into the boy's face, giving him an innocent air, and his cheeks were also tinged with pink.

Roy reached over and tucked a strand of the soft hair behind Ed's ear. The blond did not stir. The boy was in a deep sleep and had been for the past couple of hours. He had gotten bored of the silence and had decided to take a quick nap. Ha! Quick? Ed had been asleep for three hours at least and the boy slept like a rock.

"Roy…" Edward suddenly murmured, curling into a ball. His face had a pained expression on it and his hands had balled into fists. This sudden noise had caught the Colonel's attention and he was staring expectantly at Ed.

Is he dreaming about me? he suddenly thought, smirking slightly at the thought. Of course Edward would never be having those kinds of dreams about him. He bet that the blond was dreaming about blowing him to smithereens and proving that he was the better alchemist. The Colonel smirk deepened and he slumped back in his chair, crossing his arms across his chest. What? Did he wish that Ed were dreaming that about him? The thought of it made him feel slightly uneasy.

"Nngh…" the boy groaned and grimaced in his sleep, turning over so that his stomach was turned towards the ceiling. His face was contorted in a mixture of confusion, pain, and anger. Roy quickly sat up and looked at Ed with new worry.

He's only having a nightmare, Roy said to himself as he watched the boy groan again and tense up. He paused for a moment, debating whether he should wake Edward up. Thinking that it was for the best, he got up and walked towards Ed, shaking him gently.

"Edward," he murmured, shaking the boy once more. The blond stirred and slowly open his molten amber eyes.

"Ah!" he screeched, quickly sitting up. He had wrapped his arms around himself defensively and his breaths were shaky. The boy could feel his heart hammering against his rib cage as fear continued to choke him.

"Ed, it's only me," Roy said, his dark eyes boring into Ed's light ones. The blond took a few moments to register what the Colonel had just said, and the slowly relaxed, letting out a last shaky breath.

"Oh…" he replied softly and let his arms fall back down to his sides. His eyes were fixed upon the ground. He couldn't bear to face the Colonel now. Not after that dream. Was it a dream? It felt so real. A shiver ran up his spine and he shut his eyes involuntarily.

"Ed? Are you feeling alright?" Roy asked, causing Ed to open his eyes quickly. The boy nodded and quickly looked away.

"Yeah…" he replied and hugged his knees to his chest, hoping that Roy would leave it at that. His eyes were filled with shame that Roy could not understand.

Why is he embarrassed? the Colonel asked himself, but did not press the matter. Instead, he sat back down and gazed out the window. He was being so un-Roy that it was starting to make Ed even more nervous. Had he done something to upset the older man? He hoped not.

Thinking about what he could've done to make Roy mad kept Ed busy for a few moments, but soon his mind wandered back towards his nightmare. He couldn't help but shudder when he remembered it. Edward let his eyes slip closed and watched the entire dream replay itself.

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The air was thick with the flowery aroma of sunflowers and their yellow petals danced in the summer wind. A few puffy white clouds dotted the sky and Ed swore that one of them looked like his little brother, Alphonse. He smiled as he watched the cloud drift lazily across the sky. The blond let out a small yawn as he rolled over in his soft bed of sunflowers. They surrounded him, their soft petals brushing against his sun-warmed skin.

A bird chirped and fluttered off into the sun, casting a momentary shadow onto Ed's face. He let out a contented sigh and continued to bask in the sun's comforting rays. His eyes slipped shut and he let himself slip into nature's smooth hands. It was as if the human world had slipped away and he was the only one. Maybe he was. It was so awfully quiet after all.

A sudden jolt of pain caused the blond to open his eyes and sit up. He felt something warm and wet on his abdomen. He looked down and saw that his shirt was soaked with blood, but there was no visible wound. His eyes quickly darted around. The yellow petals had turned to ash and the ground had melted into a warm crimson pool. The blond could feel himself sinking into it, the warm blood washing over his skin. Everything had grown darker and the sky was a deep red, the silver moon standing out prominently against the dark surface. Black clouds had replaced the white ones and the one that looked like Alphonse had turned into a grinning demon that Edward quickly recognized, himself.

"No!" he cried out, quickly standing up, which only succeeded in him sinking deeper, the liquid crawling up to his ankles. Edward began to panic and thrash about, causing him to fall over, blood splattering all over him.

A cruel laugh met with Ed's ears, causing the small alchemist to turn around, eyes blazing with fury. The blond let out an animalistic snarl and crouched down in a fighting stance.

"Ooh, feisty aren't we?" Raith said and crossed his arms across his chest. Ed could see white fangs glinting in the moonlight.

"What do you want?" Ed hissed.

Raith took a moment to ponder this. "Lesse…" he began, "What do I want?" A mischievous grin spread across the vampire's face. "You," he answer simply and appeared behind Edward, snaking his arms around the blond's waist. This caused Edward to let out a small squeak and quickly turn around. He was about to break free of Raith's grip when he felt the other vampire's lips connect with his own.

Ed was stunned. He was like a deer in headlights. His entire body froze at the sudden contact. He suddenly felt a sudden pain in his lower lip at the vampire sank his fangs into it, drawing blood.

"No!" he cried out and pushed the vampire away. The blood could taste blood in his mouth and felt it trickle down his chin. Raith was laughing like a madman.

"That was payback," the vampire replied, his voice icy and filled with malevolence. Ed glared at him and wiped the blood away. Why were these vampires always kissing him? It was just plain creepy. "Oh! Don't tell me that you didn't enjoy it," Raith taunted.

Ed's face burned with shame and he felt a blush settle over his cheeks. It was true. He had never not enjoyed any of these kisses. How much he hated to admit it, these vampires were good kissers.

"Ha! I knew it!" Raith cried out when he saw Ed's red face, causing it to turn even redder. A satisfied smirk played upon the vampire's lips. "You know that you'll never be able to kiss Roy," the vampire suddenly spoke.

This caused Ed to take a few steps back in surprise, his mouth agape. How did Raith know that he liked Roy? Did this vampire know how to read minds? Probably.

"Wha-what?" Ed stuttered, completely caught off-guard by Raith's sudden statement.

"He thinks you're a monster," the vampire replied.

"B-but," the blond began, "He said that he didn't think so! He told me!"

"He was lying. Adults do it all the time," the vampire hissed, "Get used to it."

Ed could feel himself shaking slightly. Why should he believe what this vampire was telling him? It probably wasn't even true! So why was he getting so worked up about this?

"Don't tell me you believed him? Aww… Poor baby," the vampire cooed, stepping closer to Ed, "But I won't hurt you. We won't hurt you. Why don't you leave that liar and come with us?"

Ed shook his head. "No," he said, his voice shaky and unsure.

"You really think that he loves you?" the vampire asked. Ed nodded weakly, causing Raith to cackle. "You honestly think so? You realize that love between a vampire and a human will only bring agony? No? You poor thing. You don't know anything."

"Leave me alone!" Edward shouted, stepping back. He could feel his eyes prickle from unshed tears. He hated Raith! He hated Litlith! He hated himself. The blond quickly turned around and ran away from the vampire, stumbling every now and then.

"You can run for only so long!" Raith called out after him.

Edward gasped when he felt himself sinking even deeper into the blood. It had pulled him in till his waist and was still going. The boy couldn't move. He thrashed about, calling Raith every name under the rainbow. Each curse was answered by a sinister laugh. Soon Ed disappeared into the red depths, drowning in a sea of blood.

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Ed touched his lip after the dream sequence finished. It wasn't bleeding, so it had been only a dream. But the pain was so real. He shivered once more and looked towards Roy, who was still gazing out the window.

"Roy?" he asked, his voice soft and slightly on the timid side.

"Hmm?" the man answered as he continued to gaze out the window as if what he saw out there was of the utmost importance.

"Do you hate me?" Ed asked, immediately looking down in embarrassment.

Roy raised one eyebrow in question and turned to face Ed. "Is that what's bothering you?" the man asked, finding it rather amusing. Ed nodded weakly, his face becoming slightly red. "Of course I don't hate you. You can be a bit of a pain in the ass at times, but I don't hate you. It's actually just the opposite."

Just the opposite? Had Ed heard the Colonel clearly? He quickly looked up, but the raven-haired man was once again staring out the window, a small smile on his lips.

I must be imagining things, Ed told himself as he leaned against the back of his seat. There was no way that he was going to fall back asleep after what had just happened. Besides, he was sure that they'd be at their destination soon. Right?

"Are we there yet?"

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Aloha my lovelies. I give you chapter twenty, which means we only have about seven chapters left! Maybe even less! It all depends. Anyways, review like always and I'll try and get a new chapter up after I update my other story.

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Chapter Twenty-One - Pierre de Sang