Hi guys! Thank you so much again for supporting my stories! I can't believe I've reached chapter 50! Or rather 50+! O.O It feels so surreal...

ANSWERS TO REVIEWS:

Panic: haha yeah, I thought of how they would write the lists and the ideas came :3 Glad you liked it! Naww thanks! (wipes tears away with virtual tissue box) Haha yeah, I'm smelling a mini story with that one. Maybe even longer than 5 chapters, depends of course on how many words are written for each chapter, though I don't think it would reach 10 chapters. :)

Lily: Oh sounds cool (and difficult) ^^ Is it a multiple choice test? I hate those 50/50 chances of getting it right or wrong . Is it about cognitive development, psychological disorders, neurological malfunctions? (sorry I'm curious! XD) Well, anyhow, good luck with it! :D Btw: haha thanks, I think after publishing Part 2 I will write it as a extra mini story so stay tuned for that! ;)

Cassey: Hi Cassey! Long time no see/read! :) O.O Ahh yeah! That would be a good idea, though I'm experiencing a sense of déjà vu... I think someone already mentioned that scenario but I forgot...O.O oh god...I'm terrible...I'll write it as soon as I can, promise! BTW: great idea!

Wax Those Legs!

The bell of the shop rang, alerting the women working inside that a new customer arrived.

Almost immediately, two women, a brunette and blonde, started to whisper heatedly to each-other.

"Oh my god! Who is he? I never saw him here before! I would remember that face and...that body..." the brunette licked her suddenly dry lips, her eyes glued to the new customer, who looked entirely out of place in a shop with lighter colors contrasting sharply with his black clothing.

"But he's looks so familiar! Then again I would never forget such a handsome face! Ohh he's mine toda-" the blonde suddenly got caught off by her boss, a young woman of thirty-five walked past them, smiling at the newcomer.

"Why hello there! Mr. Greed I assume?" the woman smiled, she was taller than her two subordinates but still shorter than Greed, with dark brown curly hair done up in a messy bun, her striking blue eyes hiding a certain mirth behind them.

The Homunculus looked around the shop, then at the woman, "Yeah, I uh...have an appointment now," he scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment and the woman swore he was internally cussing about his predicament.

She smiled and nodded, "This way please," she gestured beyond the friseur section, far back towards a white door.

Greed nodded and followed her, nodding at the women who previously gushed about him, they just about managed to hold themselves upright by gripping the counter in a death grip, blushing bright red at just how hot the man looked like close-up.

They were extremely jealous of their boss right now...

"So, done this before?" the woman asked, leading Greed through several doors.

Greed observed each of the rooms, some doors were open so he quickly took a peek. He quickly decided this would be the last time he would ever come to a place like this.

He saw weird bed-like things that obviously fried whoever laid in it and worst of all, they called that 'tanning'.

"No," was Greed's short, simple reply, his nervousness increasing the more he saw.

The woman laughed, "Oh don't worry honey, it always hurts a bit on the first time but when you do this more often you don't even feel the pain anymore," she turned her head slightly and winked at him. Greed pouted.

"I heard about you in the news a while back. You were the one that helped the famous alchemist Edward Elric rebuilt Ishval right?" Greed sighed in relief, happy to concentrate on something else other than his impending doom.

"Oh, so you heard of me huh? Yeah, I guess, that place was trashed, it took us months to make some progress. Watching kids and rebuilding a whole damn country ain't a piece of cake I tell ya," Greed crossed his arms.

The woman rose an eyebrow, moving forward and opening a door through which Greed walked in, "So, you have children?" now she was curious, while already married to a wonderful man herself, she never heard anything about the Homunculus being off limits.

She heard about Edward Elric and his brother Alphonse being married to a famous mechanic and a princess of Xing, respectively and the Emperor of Xing was married to his personal bodyguard, but other than that, the news didn't reveal anything else.

Greed smiled, "Nah, my nieces and nephews. Wanna see some pictures? Man, they are awesome!" the woman couldn't help but giggle.

After everything she heard about this man, she definitely didn't expect for a formidable man such as himself to be carrying pictures of his nieces and nephews around in his pocket.

As Greed showed her some pictures and pointed to some of them, the woman smiled, "Sounds like you're pretty fond of them,"

Greed safely tucked the pictures into his pants pocket, arching an eyebrow, " 'Course I am, they're my little troublemakers and partners in crime when I'm playing pranks on their parents," he grinned, remembering fondly of those memories.

"Alright Mr. Greed, please take off your pants and socks, you only wanted the legs right? Oh, I'm sorry, I recall your wife called and made that appointment," the brunette placed a finger to her chin in thought.

Greed growled lowly under his breath, "Yeah..whatever...and she ain't my wife...we are friends..." he muttered, thinking of why in all things holy and unholy did Lan Fan decide to randomly make an appointment to a fucking waxing shop.

She must be going crazy from all those pregnancy hormones and shit like that. Greed sighed.

Well...she said it wouldn't be bad, so Greed didn't worry...that much.

After taking off his pants and socks, Greed made himself comfortable on the high bed, placing his muscled arms behind his head leisurely and trying to relax as much as he could.

" Alright Mr. Greed, try to relax, I'll put the wax on now, it's hot," the woman warned, using some sort of weird stick and gathering the sticky, dark green liquid and pouring it slowly over his right leg.

Greed tensed slightly at the unexpected hot thick liquid on his leg but he relaxed soon after, this wasn't so bad. The woman placed some sort of wide strip of paper or whatever on the spot where his leg was covered with the weird sticky liquid.

Aha...

"Hey...this isn't bad at all...a bit uncomfortable but nothing I can't- HAARRRGHHHHHHHH!"

Greed's eyes widened, his hands grasped the bed he was laying on tightly, his claws coated in his shield digging into the soft texture of the bed, his teeth were gritted tightly together, trying to withstand all this...this... pain.

Greed panted heavily, feeling his skin burn right there where the sticky liquid used to be, Greed slowly opened his tightly shut eyes and reluctantly looked down at his poor, abused leg.

Violet eyes widened.

What. The. Hell?!

"WHAT THE HELL LADY?! YOU ALMOST KILLED ME! THIS IS FUCKING TORTURE! YOU ALMOST BURNED ME ALIVE!" Greed hollered, protectively pulling his legs up to his chest, coating his arms and legs in the ultimate shield and shooting the woman death glares.

She rolled her eyes, men.

"Mr. Greed, I warned you it would hurt a bit the first time. Since I assume you shave your legs, the roots of your hair grew stronger and thicker and it's harder and more painful to pull them out this way," the woman explained, readying another load of the sticky stuff spawned from hell.

Greed burned her alive with his stare alone, "HURT A BIT?! HURT A BIT?! DO YOU HAVE ANY FUCKING IDEA HOW THAT HURT?! AND I DON'T SHAVE MY LEGS, I AIN'T A GIRL! OR THE FULLMETAL RUNT'S BROTHER!" Greed growled like a wounded lion.

"Now, Mr. Greed, you have an appointment and I'm here to make you look like you didn't just flee out of a forest, if you don't cooperate, I will use force understand? Your lady friend gave me permission,"

Greed's eyes twitched, "Lan Fan..." oh he would have a very long conversation with her when he gets, or crawls, home.

She patted his knee, "Come on, straighten up and lay down," Greed blinked at her, miffed by her relaxed behavior.

Did all women simultaneously go bat shit crazy? Was that even possible? Greed had no idea.

He slowly, with a wary look at his torturer at all times, straightened his legs again, gripping the bed and shutting his eyes closed, his head to the side, "Fine, do your thing," he braced himself.

And the pain came.

"ARGHHHH! FUCKING PIECE OF SHI- YAARGHHH!" Greed shouted his lungs out, his arms repeatedly coated in his shield in a reflexive motion.

"I'M GONNA DIG THAT BASTARD WHO INVENTED THIS TORTURE MEHTOD OUT OF HIS FUCKING GRAVE AND PEEL HIS SKIN OFF PERSONALLY!" Greed howled into the room, his eyes rolling into the back of his head at the hot searing pain on his legs.

The woman smiled impishly, throwing away the used strips, "There! Done! Now your other leg," Greed whined, a manly whine, and braced himself for the pain.

The woman pulled the freaking strip off again, "I'M GOING TO KILL LING FOR THIS!"

Again, "WHEN I RULE THE WORLD I WILL BAN THIS SHIT!"

And again, "I YIELD! I YIELD! I WON'T SWEAR AGAIN IF YOU LET ME GO!" Greed slammed his head back, feeling his legs burn.

The woman sighed and rolled her eyes, "Mr. Greed, please roll on your stomach,"

Greed's eyes shot open, "...Why? Whatcha gonna do? Peel my ass off?" he felt violated.

Eye roll, "I have to do the back too," Greed mumbled something under his breath about 'dangerous women' before he reluctantly rolled on his stomach, sweaty hands clenched into fists.

"Do your worst," Greed muttered, eyes tightly shut, body tense.

The woman, unbeknownst to Greed, grinned a small, dark smile and applied the hot wax to his leg.

She pulled.

Greed screamed.

"YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE! THAT WAS SLOW!" Greed tried to keep his wits about him.

The woman giggled, "Whatever do you mean..." she did it again.

"I'LL KILL YOU ALL WHEN I GET OUUUUUTTTT!" Greed's echoing cries could be heard from outside the studio.

A few hours later...

"Hmm...he's gone for pretty long hasn't he..." Ling commented, perplexed on where Greed was. He should have already been back by now.

Lan Fan rubbed her chin, "Yes...it's odd. He went to the appointment hours ago..."

The door suddenly, violently slammed open.

Ling jumped, "G-Greed?" he blinked owlishly at his best friend, who looked...worse for wear.

Blood shot eyes, hands coated in his ultimate shield, pants ripped off at the knees, revealing bright pink, hairless muscular legs, hair fizzy and undone from its pony tail.

"You piss ant..." Greed growled lowly, stalking toward Ling like a lion would its prey.

Ling's instincts were telling him to run and hide, he was sure Greed would kill him.

"COME HERE AND FACE MY WRATH LIKE A MAN!" Greed hollered as he lunged at the terrified Emperor, tearing the furniture to shreds as he tried to catch Ling, who was running all over the place like a monkey.

"IT WAS FOR YOUR OWN GOOD GREED! YOU'LL GET USED TO IT WITH TIME!" Ling shouted back, Greed coming fearfully closer to him.

"WITH TIME?! I'LL RIP OUT EVERY ROOT OF YOUR HAIR OUTTA YOUR SKULL BEFORE I'M GOING BACK THERE!" Greed sped up, making Ling frantically increase his own speed.

Lan Fan sighed, contently sipping her tea with a small smirk as she sent Winry, Mei and Riza a text over her phone.

"Mission accomplished,"

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