That's right fellas and gals, chapters 9 out too! Sorry can't really say what I've been up to lately since my internet supply is limited, but I was lucky enough to put this up, so thank youuuu mr. internet. Lately I've been play All three bioshocks, and I think I might end up doing a Booker Dewitt short story. For those who don't know who Booker is, look it up, the voice is played by Troy Baker too. I know, I was escatic when I found out. Anyways, watching some youtube...Pewdiepie, Markiplier, Yammimash, Cinnamon Toast Ken. all of them, so I've been here and there, and chilling. Other than that, these stories are also what I've been up to. Enjoy!
Chapter 9: Mine
Greed didn't know what time it was, but it was very late. The town was quiet and the only sounds to his ears was the sound of the wind blowing passed his face. After being scowled by his father, he needed time to cool his jets on top of HQ, the same place he had sat indian style, once before. He was irritated still by the fact his father decided to keep Janelle for the mean time, only leaving the greedy homunculus and the prince wondering and worrying if she would be alright.
It was kind of killing him to know end to know nothing about what the girl was doing or if Envy had been giving her a hard time. Especially from what his creator had requested of Janelle herself, after she saved his ass and Ling's after the qualm.
He remembered it clearly, and as he held the black device that belonged to Janelle in his hand, the homunculus held it tightly in his grip, pressing it against his lips as he closed his eyes, and thought of Jan. Now, Unable to think of anything else.
He stood before his father, face blank and unfazed for whatever was to come his way. His creator seemed to have the same face, both of them staring the other down, before he called his name, "Greed...My son...You disappoint me. Sleeping with a human? Are you daft, boy?"
"Nah pops, I just want everything. Nothing wrong with that is there?" His father sighed, "Never the less, you disobeyed me. You took the girl out from her room, caused chaos above ground, and not only that, you slept with her. I could put you back where you belong, if that is what you wish. Is it? To put you back into nothingness?" He asked this with a firm stare receiving a similar gaze back from his greedy son.
But Greed held his ground looking away from his creator with a smeared grim expression across his features almost glaring back at him as his arms crossed against his chest, "No."
"Then I suggest you start listening to what I say. If I find anything else going wrong I WILL put you back! Is that understood?"
"Yeah, yeah..."
"I still can't believe you screwed that girl Greed. That's wrong in every sense of the word."
"Shut up Envy before I knock your teeth out."
"Ooh? And what're you going to do CLAW me to death?"
"If it comes down to it, but I think it might take more than just clawing to get rid of a pest like you."
"If you're gonna talk so big-!"
"Now, now my children, no need for senseless bickering. In any case, where is the girl being held?" The two brothers had looked away from one another to look to their creator, before Envy answered, "In her room, taking a shower I presume." He replied with a disgusted look to the avarice, but Greed just ignored it walking away with his hands in his pocket, "Good. I suggest you keep an eye on her for the mean time Envy. Take her with you when you go to pick that Kimblee character, and do NOT let her leave your side. But first, bring her to me."
"Huh? Not that I'm complaining but may I ask why?"
"I want to make sure that what happens between her and Greed will not happen again. Greed?" Just as the homunculus was about to exit from his father's sights, he stopped in mid stride, and turned back, "I want you to be here when we discuss this."
"Right..." Little did they know, deep with the Avaricious pant pockets, he had been holding something in his hand, rubbing his thumb up and down its smooth surface as if holding onto the thing for his life, as a remembrance of the girl he was already craving for her...Wanting to be close to her warm soft skin once again.
Now, back with Janelle, the girl was some what drifting off in the shower with her head to the wall, after already having to wash away of recent events and feeling the soarness reach her aching muscles. All she wanted to do now was sleep, which seemed like it was going to happen anyways considering her legs feeling like noodles. When she had become conscious of where she was still and how exhausted she came to be, she watered down her body once more before turning off the facets, and reached for her towel to dry herself off.
She had already set out a pair of pajama pants and tank top for tonight, but just as the girl had clothed herself, she noticed a shadow standing in the doorway of the bathroom, making her gasp out and jump, until she realized who it was, and sighed angrily, "You could've knocked." She spat at Envy who was only cackling at her, "So you're easy to scare, that's good. And here I thought your stay would be no fun at all." Janelle being already somewhat irritated twirled her index finger up in the air not very euphuistically either, "Hurray...Any reason why you're here?"
"Yeah, father wants to see you about your actions with Greed."
"Good, what's he gonna say? Why would a homunculus sleep with a disgusting human, it's dispicible." She taunted trying to imitate his creator with a low voice. But Envy just stayed quiet, smirking as he shrugged and began to walk towards the door, "I'm just doing my job. See for yourself."
"Ugh, fine." Being resilient to even go see Father, she reluctantly did so after brushing her hair and teeth, following Envy out the door, and into the main room, or whatever you would call it where Father, and surprisingly Greed stayed awaiting the girl's arrival, "Um, hi." She said giving a small hesitant wave when she seemed to realize all eyes were on her.
"Come here girl." Janelle looked to father first, since he was the first to speak, but as she walked up to him Greed, who seemed to be missing a certain coat, had made eye contact with her, just before he closed his eyes and looked away, obviously trying to keep his cool from whatever his creator just said to him.
Most likely scolding him, from what she could tell, "I wish to know why you decided to sleep with my son. Is this something you do often?" The blonde back bellowed only to make Janelle blush and flustered with anger. What did he think she was a slut? "Uh-, no! It kind of just happened if you really want to know! We were just having some fun, and then one thing lead to another..." She tried to keep her eyes on father as much as she could without looking to Greed who had an eye open to her. But both eyes opened more when he heard the next words that came from her mouth, "Listen, if you need to punish anyone for what happened, blame me. Greed didn't do anything, I did it all. The pranks, the car jacking-, everything. I mean, I didn't come on to him when we ended up...doing things." She tried to say that as lightly as possible, blushing in the midst of it, but only to shake her head furiously to attempt to keep on her mind on the main objective. To keep Greed out of trouble.
Not only Greed, but Father seemed surprised by her words, unable to speak for saa moment before the creator looked to his son, "Is this true?" Greed looked to Father, unsure of what to say as he stumbled and stuttered over his words, but as he looked to Janelle and saw the widened look in her eyes, it was obvious that she wanted to take the fall to save his ass.
So, relentless of wanting to lie, he growled deep in his throat, and glared at the girl as he tried to...lie, "I...um...It..." He tried hard, but how could he lie when his rule of thumb was NOT TO TELL A LIE?
Just then, Janelle spoke up again, since she knew that would've been an impossible lie for him to conjure, "Yes! Yes it was! So, what's my punishment!"
"No punishment child."
"Neh? Then what did you call me for?" She asked baffled.
"I just wanted to make sure it wouldn't happen again, other than that. I have another request from you."
"Huh? Like what?"
"I need you to run an errand tomorrow with Envy. Have you heard of the Alchemist, Zolf J. Kimblee?" Now flabbergasted, and jaw wide open, Janelle could only jump with excitement, an overwhelming feeling of tears and joy rising in her chest, "ARE YOU SERIOUS! WHO DOESN'T KNOW WHO HE IS! I-I mean-, I've heard of him." She recoiled to remain calm, brushing her nails off her chest, "Why do you ask?"
"Well, I'm at least glad to know I don't have to explain who he is, but none the less, I need you and Envy to get him. We may need his help in finding a certain escaped Ishvalan who had been putting a wrench in my plans. And since you know more about this man that I do, it would be easier to help the man out until there is no help needed. Understand?"
"Gotcha." She replied with no worries, and most of all a smile on her face, which was slightly weird for Greed to see. He was actually somewhat jealous. Jealous? Him? He couldn't believe it either, but watching how enthusiastic she became over a single guy, made Greed weary. Why was she so excited about him? What made him so special? She never got that uppity over him when they first met. Or did she? He couldn't even remember since he was so focus on the girl's brightened face, the way she was smiling.
Then, when the conversation ended all he could hear was his creator calling out to him, "Greed."
"Hmm?" He quickly looked up from spacing out, and cleared his throat, "Yeah."
"You may go now my son. And please, stay out of trouble." He more warned than asked, which Greed got the gist of, and shrugged his shoulders without another word.
Until, "W-wait, Greed!" Just hearing the sound of Janelle's voice calling his name made him stop dead in his tracks, his eyes carefully looking back into the hazel eyes of the girl stopping in front of him, "Yeah what is it?" He asked coolly.
"Well, your jacket. I still have it. Did you want it? I mean, it can get cold around here. To tell you the truth I'm already getting there...I-If...If you want you can stop by later. I might be awake." He knew what she was trying to say with those rosy pink cheeks of hers rising, Greed could tell that she wanted to see more of him. Although, he couldn't deny the same thing, and only smirked softly as he nodded, "Yeah. Don't worry though. I'll come by tomorrow and get it."
"Oh. Okay. Well then...I guess I'll see you…tomorrow then. When I come back?" He didn't want to say that, he would've rather stayed behind and snuck into her room for another round, but after her taking the blame for everything they did, he figured it would've been better for them to take a short break till his creator cooled down.
Without a response, Greed patted the girl's head, and smiled warmly before mumbling, "Yeah." And then, he left without another word, not looking back at the somewhat worried and disappointed face that Janelle had worn as she put a fist to her heart.
It was killing him, all he wanted was for the night to come and go so he could see Janelle again, and 'get his coat' back from her. Yet, he had other plans in mind if he could. But for now all he could do was hold her little MP3 player to his lips, and took in what scent was left behind of the girl before putting it back in his pocket, and letting the night embrace him, alone.
He just wished the night was over, it was making him impatient. He began to wonder if he should just go back down to sneak in to see her, knowing full well she was asleep. Would he? No, he couldn't, as much as he desired to, it was only right if he waited, besides if they were caught again, they may not let him anywhere near her again, and Greed couldn't have that, Janelle...I really hate that you can do this to me. What is it about you that drives me to this point?If only I could see your face right now...I'd probably be a lot happier. With a small growl of frustration, Greed finally hit the concrete beneath him, knowing and hating the fact that this was going to be a very long night, and a very agonizing morning, "Damn it."
~That Morning~
Janelle was so groggy. Never had her body felt so weighed down and sore from just one night of sex. She felt as if it was the first time she'd lost her virginity, and now that her phone's alarm was going off, all she could do was curse to herself as she clicked the side button to switch it off, and then turned her back to it, covering herself up in a bundle before placingg the pillow over her head.
She thought she could have more time to sleep, but after 30 minutes of falling back to sleep, there was a loud bang at the door when someone kicked it open so abruptly, scaring the living daylights out of the girl. She sprung up from the bed, panting in a cold sweat. Actually she woke up that way after only having a ten minute dream. Yet, she couldn't seem to remember due to the fact that Envy came bashing through the door with a tray in hand, grinning at the girl's reaction to him, "Ugh...Nice way to wake up, asshole."
"Oh can it sunshine. Hurry up and eat. We need to be at the front gate's of Central prison by 11:30!"
"Huh? What time is it now?" Janelle asked running fingers through the top of her hair and flipping open her phone, "Fifteen pass ten. Now get moving!"
"Alright alright I'm up sheesh, get out of here with that attitude!" She bellowed back violently throwing off the covers. Envy said nothing more giving a grunt as he slammed the door behind him muttering along the lines of stupid human or what not.
Jan didn't care though, she blew it off with a wave of her hand, and came around the bed side to see what he had brought her. Oatmeal with a packet of sugar and cinnamon on the side to sweeten it if she needed. Not bad and it was definitely something that would fill her stomach right about now, so with a drowsy face Janelle ate as fast as she could, and sighed happily when she was done.
And yet, the only thing she could only wonder about was how Greed was doing. She had expect him to have stopped by already, and actually thought it was him who had come in through the door, but then again, he would've just let himself in, maybe even snuck into bed with her, knowing him. The assumption caused Janelle to smile and shake her at the idea though, maybe she was just starting to miss someone she could laugh with, but today was not over, and Janelle still had yet to meet the Crimson Alchemist like she was suppose to.
Now with the day in mind, Jan decided it was best to start getting ready, and wiped her lips of her current breakfast and then walked over to her big bag.
She looked through her bag, again passing by her folder that seemed to call out to her from within, but ignored it as she caught her eye on her favorite dress, and grabbed a hold of it with a wide smile on her face. It had been awhile since she was able to wear the thing, and considering it was raining the last time she was in her world, she could only wonder how it got there in the first place.
It wasn't really that important at the moment, so Janelle shrugged it off, and opened up the dress in front of her to get a better look at it. It was an all white dress, with a red silky trimming around the edges of the top and under the dress itself. Again, she thought of it as her favorite dress, and gladly removed her pajamas to put on the outfit. She was lucky to have white tennis shoes, because it seemed to go with her outfit, and after she brushed her hair, and brushed her teeth, she gave her finishing touch by braiding her hair and brought the tail to the side as she gave one last look at herself.
She liked it, greatly, and as she smiled at herself through the bathroom mirrors reflection, Janelle made her way to the door, and walked down the halls, alone, and somewhat creped out by the silence of her path. She hated moments like this, especially when it was so dark that she nearly felt like she was in a horror game.
Fortunately it didn't last long when she suddenly noticed Greed walking her way when she stopped looking down at her feet. She gasped softly, only to hold herself back when she noticed him, internally excited to see him, and from what she noticed when he noticed her, he too was happy to see her as he smirked widely, "Well, well, good morning beautiful." His eyes scanned everything from her spaghetti strapped dress, to her feet, and repeated his intensive gaze when he reached her, now circling her to take a better look, "Mm, mm, never seen you wear a dress, but I gotta say you're looking stunning today. Any reason why?" He asked curiously, eyeing the girl to await her answer, but Janelle merely blushed and twiddling her fingers together, looking down at the floor, anywhere else but him, "Oh, no reason, I just wanted to wear it, that's all."
"Huh, I was hoping you'd say you wore it for me." He joked chuckling, getting Janelle to smile and shake her head in disbelief.
Then she looked back up at the avaricious with a small devious smirk back, "Well, maybe I did. You just don't know it."
"Cute. In any case, I-, take you're leaving?"
"Just for a little while. Maybe...If you're not too busy later, we could...you know...Hang out?" At first, Jenny wasn't sure if she should've asked, and felt slightly stupid for some reason as she looked away flustered.
Greed himself seemed a little taken back by her question, but felt even better about it, and grinned as he turned her face to meet his welcoming gaze, "I'd like that." And with that, he gave a small caress of the girl's chin, only to sadly released her so suddenly as he began to walk back to his room, "See ya around kid."
"Uh-, um, okay...S-see ya." Janelle felt more than disappointment, she kind of felt strange, rubbing her arm as she wished she could've just cancelled the trip with Envy. But knowing Father, the old man would've just told her otherwise, which irritated her more as she walked down the path she previously walked.
Once she reached Father, without a word and with his eyes closed, he nodded to the girl as if indicating for her to leave with his envious son standing just below the stairs of his throne, "Ready?" His son snarled with his hands at his hips.
"Yeah, yeah let's get this over with."
"Remember girl, this shouldn't take long, once you're done you may return back to your quarters."
"Oh goody, thanks. Does that mean I get free time when I get back?"
"We'll see. Stay out of trouble and you may have some freedom." That wasn't at all as reassuring as she would've hoped, but none the less Janelle reluctantly followed Envy, and continued to follow him until they made it to the surface where he transformed himself as the blonde like yesterday, the same one he usually used as his disguise, and stayed that way the whole ride to the prison.
The ride was somewhat awkwardly silent, but as Janelle sighed and rolled down her window, Envy suddenly found himself looking from the road to the girl and her hazel brown eyes drifting off at the road, as if still tired and exhausted from yesterday's events,
"What is it that you see in that bastard?"
"Huh? Who?" She asked yawning towards him.
"Greed. Not even a day of knowing each other and already you two are closer than flies to shit."
"That's a good way of putting it." She murmured, being more than sarcastic as she rolled her eyes away from him, "I don't know, maybe because he doesn't treat me like a diseased animal like you do. Maybe if you were a little nicer, we'd be able to stomach each other a lot more. But ever since I met you, you've been a dick head."
"What can I say, I hate you humans." His retort only came out as a laugh. As if he was amused by her answer. Well, actually he was. "So I've gathered." Again Janelle couldn't help but be sarcastic to the jealous homunculus, this time looking to him boredly, and uninterested in his antics or in anything he had to say. It was never a positive thing towards her anyways, and she never expected different knowing his real reasons for why he acted the way he did towards her.
Although, she wondered if she brought it up to him, if it would destroy him faster than Edward telling him about why he was really called 'Envy the Jealous.' Thinking about it, it caused Janelle to smile to herself, and turn away to hide her hidden expression from homunculus before he could get a glimpse of it, If only he knew...
Not long after, the two had arrived in front of the large prison surrounded by cold steel bars, and a large door, and when Envy came to a halt he looked turned off the car, and looked to Janelle with a grim frown, "Okay, go get him."
"What? Why don't you? No one's going to know me here. And they definitely won't hand over a convict to me. You do it."
"Ugh, fine, but you better not run off with the car! No need to have a reply of yesterday!" He retorted as he unbuckled himself and slammed the door behind him.
And when he was out of sight, Janelle made a face, "Oh heavens no, not when I know how to hot wire it and everything, goodness knows that if you leave me alone I may be tempted." She couldn't help herself, she was on a roll today, and only wished that Envy was still in the car to hear her, but sadly she laughed off her poor humor, and leaned back into her seat, feeling the silence take over as she began to hum to herself the car alone.
She tapped her fingers to a beat against the dashboard, and bobbed her head to the music playing in her head. Then, it dawned on her, the mp3 she had was left behind in the car on top of the hill, if it was even there any more. She cursed herself, and pounded on the dash board now irritated to acknowledge the fact that she lost her own entertainment to keep her sane while in a world she was still getting use to, "Damn it! Now what am I going to do about music? Fuck."
Just then, the driver side door opened, and Envy was back in readying his seat beat with only silence, "Well?"
"He's coming. They told me he needed to be probably dressed, so it'll be a minute."
"Oh yeah, his white suit. God that thing must be a pain to put on. I'm usually happy with putting on something easy."
"What are you talking about?"
"Kimblee's going to come out in a white suit."
"How do you know that?"
"I told your dad this already-, Oh wait. You weren't there, never mind. Don't worry about it then."
"Well now I'm curious girl-,"
"Janelle!" She snapped at him, glaring.
"Ugh, Janelle, just tell me what he said. It's not like he told me, I'm just the man on duty."
"Why? What good would it do you?"
Envy shrugged, "I don't know I won't be in the dark."
"Maybe some other time."
"Why?" Envy asked almost disappointed, but when the hazel eyes look up at the rear view mirror, she pointed to it, to make the homunculus look to what she had spotted.
"Oh, just in time." He chuckled grinning as he beeped the horn and put his hand out the window. It seemed that another would be company them now. None other than the person they had been waiting for, Kimblee.
Janelle smiled, excitedly, more or less to the fact that again she would be meeting another favorite character of hers, one even more sadistic than the last. But being her, she kept her cool as he approached the car, and made himself comfortable inside, "Well, well, long time no see, eh Crimson Alchemist?" At first, Envy's face was still made to look like the blonde man he used as his disguise, but when he revealed himself to Kimblee the man smirked and chuckled, his eyes under the rim of his hat as he realized who it was, "So, I'm assuming it was you people who gave me my release?"
"Yep. We've had some trouble with a few things, and who better suited for them then you Kimblee."
"Well that's a relief." Suddenly the man with the blue cold eyes stopped and noticed Janelle, who was staring back at him. No expression on her face till her eyes wide and her head lightly jerked to his gaze, "And who's this lovely young lady? Girlfriend of yours."
"Ha! Hardly! This is Janelle. Go ahead, ask who she is." The homunculus laughed as he began to drive back to headquarters.
"Hmm? What do you mean? Is she an alchemist too?"
"Uh...No not really, but her story is somewhat...Unbelievable. I don't even know much about this girl, all I know is my higher ups told me to watch over her, that she had an extraordinary gift."
"Is that what he told you?" Janelle giggled, causing Envy to grumble to himself, "Well then by all means why don't YOU tell him who you are."
"You want me to tell that story again? Do you know how long that would take!"
"Then use the short version!" He exclaimed.
"Oh my god...Sorry about this. Anyways, as you already know my name Mr. Crimson, I guess the best way to put WHO I am is...Well...Actually all I can say is that I'm not from here."
"Oh? Are you from another state? Country perhaps?"
"Eh...Sort of. What I mean to say is that I'm not from this place...This world..." At first, Kimblee's brow shifted upward, in disbelief. Jan could tell since the look he was giving her was the same everyone else would give her in the beginning, and again Janelle smiled as she rolled her eyes, "I know I get that look alot. Like I said it's a long story. If you don't believe me, we can always ask father."
"Is that why he holds you so highly, and hasn't killed you yet?" Envy asked looking to the girl.
"Indeed-y dee. As much as I'm sure you'd like to kill me yourself green bean, I'm afraid I hold too much valuable information of the other side. To the truth, and other things that your creator may have questions for. Maybe even more than just questions. Other than that, that's the only reason I'm still alive."
"Interesting story. I almost find it to be hard to believe Miss." Janelle turned her head to the astonished alchemist. Although he might've not looked too amazed by her story, the sound of his voice and the sight of his brows being somewhat more intrigued was more than enough for Jenny to read. She was somewhat good at reading expressions, but to some she wasn't. She never knew why.
But none the less, when she turned to Kimblee again, she smiled warmly at him, "Trust me, in my world, it'd be the same for anyone over here. They'd probably put you in an insane asylum for saying some crap like mine. I'm surprised that hasn't happened yet, but then again I've gone to the right people so far."
"Lucky you." The crimson chuckled.
"That is an understatement my friend." She replied putting up her index. And just as she was somewhat feeling comfortable being in a car with two sadistic killers, Envy sighed loudly, and hunched over the wheel, "Alright, alright enough friendly chit chat. Crimson, you have a job to do!"
"And that would be?" The black haired man asked cooly.
"We've been having some problems with an escapee from Ishval. He's been known as Scar, and a couple of hours ago we thought he had killed an alchemist you may remember known as Dr. Marco."
"Oh yes, I remember."
"Good then I won't have to explain that much. Anyway, he had him hostage for a while but due to a few certain events, Dr. Marco escaped with Scar, and now the both are on the run. We need you to find him."
"Huh, it's amazing how not an hour out of jail and I already have a job."
"Nice quote." Was the only thing Janelle could manage in a mumbled, getting the two to look at her before going back to business. Janelle didn't seem too interested in their work, since she already knew what was to come, but the only thing she could wonder was...WHAT THE HELL DID HER COMING WITH HAVE TO DO WITH KIMBLEE'S JOB! It still bothered her to no end.
By the time they got back to HQ, Janelle was already ready to go back down to her room, or anywhere else, but to sit around and tap her finger against a table as she sat in a secluded lounge room waiting for Kimblee to return from his talk with the Furher who were just in the next room.
She tapped, and tapped, and tapped her fingers until she was making a rhythm to help keep herself busy. Damn it, I really wish I had my MP3! I still can't believe I left it back in the car. It's probably not even there anymore. This sucks so freaking much! I hope they're almost done, any more sitting around and I'll end up falling asleep...
Unfortunately it did take a bit longer than usual, and by the time Kimblee and the Furher had come back out in silence, Janelle head was nuzzled into her arms with her eyes closed. Lucky for them though, when she heard the door, she raised her head slowly with a sleepy haze covering her glossy hazel orbs.
At that, Kimblee could definitely tell she had been sleeping the whole time and chuckled to him, "Seems like someone didn't get enough sleep, eh?"
"Sorry...Are you done?"
"Very much so. I need to go to the other side of the building. My investigation is beginning today, and the Furher here wants me to bring you along."
"I figured." She replied rubbing her eyes before stretching and yawning loudly.
"And no sleeping when we get there. You must be on full alert to actually help not lounging about." The Furher stated with a concentrated feature in his eyes. Janelle nodded, not wanting to piss off the one person that may have frightened her the most beside Pride. Although she hadn't met the small homunculus, she knew the both of them were the most terrible she had seen so far.
"I know." Was all she replied before walking towards the door.
"Aren't you at least going to wait for me?" The crimson laughed walking not to far behind the girl as they left.
Janelle shrugged then looked back to wait until Kimblee walked along side her, him noticing off the bat that being there with the Furher was uncasing her, "So, how long have you and the Furher known each other?"
"Since the time he attempted to kill me."
"Really? For what?"
"Long story." She replied quickly.
"It seems like everything with you is a long story."
"It is. As much as I'd like to make it a short version as Envy so well put it before, it goes back when I was with the Elrics."
"Ah, yes. I've heard of these well known Alchemists. One of them is actually in the state no?"
"Yes. I'm assuming they talk a lot in prison."
"Heh, more than you know my dear. But actually, most of my information has come from the Furher himself. That's what took a little longer than expected...These...Long stories. He even told me some interesting things about you." Janelle stopped in her steps, and looked at the Alchemist who continued to walk with a knowing smirk. She walked with a fast pace now, trying to get a view of his face as she continued to follow him, "So you know about me already? Then why would you ask me about how the Furher and I met?"
"Well, he didn't say anything about your first encounter? Do you think he would?"
"I don't know I wasn't there!" She retorted annoyed. Again, it only made the crimson chuckle, "It's cute to watch you get frustrated, you know that? The faces you make are comical."
"I get that-,...a lot..." Suddenly something else caught her attention. It nearly stripped her heart from her chest, when she stopped fully in her tracks, causing Kimblee to look back at her with a cock eye, and brow, "What is it?"
"Greed...?"
"What?" Kimblee followed the girl's eyes to whom she seemed to be staring at, and found a man dressed in black and staring him down as well as Janelle. He walked with a stride, and approached the two with a concentrated gaze on the girl, "Hey." Was all he replied.
"What're you doing up here?" Janelle asked curiously, not realizing it wasn't the first thing the homunculus wanted to hear, but none the less he looked to Kimblee, then shrugged, "Hoping to run into you. See how your progress was going with the Crimson."
"Oh. Well, nothing new yet, we were heading...Somewhere. I don't know I'm just a follower." She giggled softly hoping to get a small laugh out of him as well, but Greed didn't seem like he was in the mood for laughing, or even giving a smile at the moment.
"Is he a friend of yours?" Kimblee asked suddenly getting the two attention.
"Yeah. You could uh-, say that. He um works around here."
"Isn't that nice. Well it was a pleasure, Greed I'm sure. But I really have to be going. Care to join me Janelle?" Kimblee turned on his heel without looking back, leaving Janelle stammering as she looked to Greed then back at the alchemist, "Uh-, y-yeah. Give me a sec!" Kimblee still continued to trot off but keeping his pace to make sure the girl could keep up, all the while Janelle looked back to Greed seeing and feeling his soul waver at the new comer.
Almost seeming territorial as the Crimson left, "Greed? Are you okay?"
"Huh? Mm, yeah. Just. I got a bad feeling. He hasn't tried anything...Has he?" Confused by this, Janelle tilted her head, and softly smiled when she realized what he was talking about, "No. Not yet anyway. You can't tell me that Greed the Avaricious is jealous of a released prisoner is he?" Greed didn't say anything, but kept his eyes on Kimblee who had stopped in the mid hallway, looking back at Greed with that same creepy smirk he had on since he met him, now winking to him as to infuriate the avarice even more. He was sure not to trust this man. It angered him more to no he couldn't trust him around what he considered his either.
His bangs puffed up in fury, and his teeth grit to the point they crackled . He knew the Crimson was up to something, whether to piss him off purposely or unintentionally, Greed knew he had to keep what was his, "Listen, thanks to your fib you told earlier, Father has given me permission to take you back later. So..." Trailing off he looked back into those hazel eyes, admiring them from the corner of his own before turning back to where he had arrived from and shoved his hands in his pockets, "For now, just keep yourself out of trouble Alright?"
"Wait Greed."
"Later." Now confused and feeling something definitely wrong as he walked away from her, Janelle stayed silent reaching out her hand as to stop the avarice, but just as the words left her, she sighed, a little sadden to see the homunculus leave with such a cold aura surrounding him and refused to say more for now. She figured she'd talk to him more about what was happening at the moment, and hopefully straighten everything out.
She would hate to think he didn't trust her, or think she would sleep with Kimblee after just meeting him. She began to think if he would think something as stupid as that. Janelle wouldn't lie, she did have a crush on Kimblee just as she did for Greed, but that was when it was as simple as liking a made up character. Now, the stakes were completely different, and Janelle made her decision the moment she slept with the homunculus. She wouldn't turn back now.
If only I could let Greed know... After being stuck for a moment, she felt a hand on the back of her shoulder. It was cold, and yet soft to the touch when she turned back around to see Kimblee smiling down at her, leaning in as to meet her gaze, "Everything alright?"
"Mm. Yeah. Let's go sorry about the wait. I actually assumed you left." The two began to walk again, in sync with one another as they passed door after door, personnel after personnel.
"I was, but for the higher ups sake, I think I should keep an eye on your until plans change. Wouldn't want you running off an high jacking a car on my watch now would I?" The comment made Jenny blush but none the less she rolled her eyes, and smiled, "Yeah...I'm sure I won't do that again."
"You never know. Impulses are very hard to control. Especially when they're difficult to stop." Kimblee chuckled seeing the girl's nose crunched up at him.
"I'm not like you. I know what control is, unlike a certain 'mad bomber' I've heard of. As I recall Ishval, the stone was a hard impulse for you to control."
"Ah, but that's where you're wrong my girl." Now in front of a double door with the sound of loud chattering, Kimblee came to a halt, holding Janelle around the base of her wrist before she could grab for the knob, and leaned in close to her face.
Janelle wasn't able to hide the paranoia behind her eyes, and considering the proximity of his nose nearly touching hers, how he was staring her down, smirking, and observing the girl's body, Janelle could feel the heat rise to her cheeks again. She could only assume what he was thinking, and finally glared back at him as he answered, "It wasn't impulse...It was just too much fun to pass up."
"So I've seen, heard, and read. It's definitely noted that death and the sound of peole dying give you an erection." The direct retort cause Kimblee to blink twice and pull back in shock before a loud hearty laugh came out.
"I've never heard of it put quite that way. But I guess with a feisty mouth like yours...I can't exactly disagree." Janelle could hear and see the demented side of Kimblee slowly start to come out the more she mentioned it, and with how close she was getting into her personal space, she needed to stop what she was doing before she got herself into even more trouble, and thanked the gods the mad bomber decided to open the door to the investigation room, and led Jenny to an empty seat, "This may take awhile, any tea or juice? Water?" Although she couldn't help but think there was always that hidden nice guy side to this freak.
Not like she wasn't one herself, but smiled none the less and nodded almost unnoticeable, "Coffee."
"Coffee it is then."
"Need to stay awake if I'm going to be sitting around here all day."
"Heh, make sense. Any one know where to get a cup of coffee around here?"
"Oh, it's over there sir."
"Excellent." Kimblee turned his attention from the man sitting at his seat to Janelle again, and smiled down at the girl as he asked, "I'll be back."
"Oh no, it's okay I can get it!"
"You sure?"
"Yeah. And besides..." Janelle then lifted herself from her own cushioned seat, and turned herself to the Crimson as she went for the coffee pot, "Don't you have an Ishvallan to catch?" Kimblee didn't respond, but considering his eyes were very much enticed by the 17 year old girl finally making her way to the pot she so desperately desired, he could only smile and chuckle to himself before heading to a large desk that was large then the other three that were all occupied by his military helpers, "Alright men, let's start this little investigation... I want all the paperwork on the spottings and the confrontation against Full Metal Alchemist and Scar."
"Yes sir. Right away." This, was definitely going to take awhile.
Greed paced back and forth in his room the pit of his stomach still in knots from earlier when he had purposely ran into Janelle and her 'friend'. This Kimblee guy. His head was spinning at the thought of them-, together. It wasn't that the avarice didn't trust Jan but the man Kimblee was definitely someone to be suspicious of.
He just couldn't wait to get Janelle away from him. It was killing him to no end, not to know what they're doing, where they were going, and so on. Finally after minutes of pacing, and being buried deep in his mind of jealousy and worry, Greed felt the need to punch the wall and leave a small dent, or two from what he could of really done to it. Crumble it like he wanted to that bastard Kimblee.
Is this really how you're going to spend your entire afternoon? Waiting for her? Hitting walls? This is so unlike you, Greed. I would've never imagine. Ling suddenly spoke laying back drifting in the walls of red abyss. But the homunculus just wasn't in the mood to hear his crap today.
Not right now anyway."Shut up. I don't care that she's under Father's demands, but I do care about the fact that she's with that...that..."
I know I know, I don't like it any more than you do, but getting worked up over nothing isn't going to change the fact that she's being watched by this Kimblee guy at the moment. If anything, maybe you should be keeping yourself occupied before you pop a gasket.
"It's not like I don't trust her..."
But in a way you don't. If you trusted Janelle you wouldn't be this...much of a mess. It really isn't a good look for the Avaricious.
"Heh, tell me about it." Greed paused for a moment his soft smile he once wore, diminished when he came to terms with what Ling was saying, "I don't know what's wrong with me. When I think of Jenny...I go crazy. Just her face, and the smell of her alone drives me wild."
Hey, you don't think I feel the same?
"Oh-ho, I'm sure you do. But something's been bothering me ever since that night up on the hill."
Oh? And what would that be?
"It was when you told her you liked her." There was a pause between the two, Ling's eyes opening a little to the thought that was suddenly realized, "She never said she liked you back."
Heh, I know. Then again, she never did get a chance to say it now did she... We were interrupted.
"True. But, what if she likes Kimblee too? The way she acted when she heard his name. How she was dressed...?"
Geez, I think you're more jealous than I am. The prince chuckled to him lightly, only to have the avarice smirked back at his words, "No, I'm just... Greed."
Right. So if this is so troublesome, why don't you just go check on her like before? It has been a couple of hours after all. And I'm sure she'd like some questions for your attitude earlier.
"Hmph...Missing her already?"
Alittle. Ling wasn't going to lie. He did miss Janelle and the thought of her made his heart beat even faster. Both of their hearts did, well, from whatever Greed could already feel of Ling's urge and his urge only added to the fire. He needed to have the girl in his arms again.
So, with a long exhausted sigh, Greed ran his hand through his hair, and stood up from the bed just in time for the door to suddenly open. At first they thought it was Janelle getting back from the surface early, and their body fluttered at the thought, but sadly it was only Envy, making the avarice and the prince give a grim look when he entered, grinning.
Now, Greed could only assume he had some news for him. News about the girl, "What is it?" The avarice asked coldly as he glared at his annoying brother. But Envy just chuckled and sat down at the small table in the room, "Oh come on now, you can't even greet me with so much as a 'hello'?"
"Blow me, I don't have time to deal with the likes of you. And you're the last person I want to see."
"Right! Right! You probably thought I was Janelle, eh? If you want I could be." Transforming the envious brother turned himself into Janelle's look alike and fluttered his eyes as he mocked his kin, "Oh Greed you're so hot and strong! I can barely go on without you. I missed you so much! If only I could feel your-,"
"Screw off Envy! What the hell do you want! Either tell me or get out!" Okay, so Greed wasn't in the mood for the sins antics, but hey, Envy didn't really care, in fact he laughed even more to see the avarice's face fluster with rage, knowing it was a weak spot for him at the moment.
So, Envy decided to poke at him a little more as he morphed back to his original form, "Oh sorry, I must've hit a nerve. Don't get your boxers all in a knot, heh heh. I just came to let you know that I ran into your little girlfriend earlier today, and I must say I've never seen her as happy being around a psychotic killer like Zolf J. Kimblee." Greed really tried not to listen, more ignoring the fact that Envy was obviously trying to tug at his strings. Unfortunately, it was slightly working. "She was laughing and smiling while they were chatting it up like buddy buddies that hadn't seen each other in years. Despise how much I hate humans myself, it was kind of cute. They make a pretty cute couple don't you think? I only wonder how long it will take for Kimblee to start making the moves on her. What do you think Greed? How long will it take for the two to start tonguing one another?" Okay, now this was low even for this brat, but Greed was definitely intrigued now.
He knew Envy had by mistake seen the two together, and had seen them talking since they were stuck with one another for the day. But what he didn't understand was the angle he was trying to get at. Was he trying to make him more jealous?
Especially after last night? Envy was an instigator of sorts, he knew that much.
It was for certain now, Greed had to see Janelle. He needed her like a drug. The yearning becoming stronger as his brother spoke.
Now after a moment of debating his leave, Greed finally sighed, and left as his brother watched him, "Awe, leaving so soon? Was it...something I said?" The avarice didn't even answer, it wasn't hard to hear the grin on his lips...and instead Greed left without saying a word. Whether the asshole of a brat knew where he was going or not, the avarice could care less.
All he wanted right now was Janelle, whether his father approved of it or not, he could care less what his father thought or what he would do if he found out. Mostly like he would, but it was Greed after all. How could he stand back and watch the one thing he wanted most from a distance?
Besides, she did agree to be his after all. His, and only his. If Jan did attempt to be swoon by this psychotic jail bird, she was sure as hell going to get a mouth full from Greed first.
Janelle was more than happy to get a break from all that sitting around. Another hour of listening to Kimblee, who what where and why's would've driven the girl over the edge of madness. Or at least had her fallen asleep at the table once again, drooling all over herself; now, she was ecstatic to be on the roof top, of course with Kimblee following/watching her while taking their lunch break, both of them sitting in silence, except for the sound of Janelle softly humming to herself as she gazed up at the sun.
She didn't know why but once again she had a song stuck in her like super glue. The Game of Thrones theme song. While this, she swung her legs off the edge of the building, taking bites at a time of her smoked ham sandwich she had been craving since Thanksgiving.
Now, thinking of memories still unknown to her, she quietly sighed as she sadly looked up to the sky and took one more hesitant bite out of her sandwich, "Something wrong?" Kimblee asked as he noticed her once corky attitude changing drastically.
"Huh? Oh, not really..."
"You sure?" He leaned forward trying to read her face, but Janelle only gave a questionable look to the Crimson. He was even giving a wierd reassuring smile which made Jan fluster a little. She always saw Kimblee smiling, or actually smirking
"Yeah-, peachy. And why're you smilin' like that? It's creepy."
"Oh? Why is that?"
"Because it's not like you. I'm more use to your signature smirks, and devious grins." Just saying that to him, made the smirks she spoke of appear upon Kimblee's lips as he chuckle, "That's the one. A smile from you makes me confused."
"Heh, I can see why. I guess not many would be use to a sincere smile from someone such as myself."
"That's for sure. Don't get me wrong or anything, it's just...I wouldn't be able to tell if it's genuine or not. I'd rather get a full on chessure cat grin from you to know it's genuine." Kimblee chuckled again, puttin his empty tray down this time as he eyed the girl.
He was curious as to why this was, and again he asked, "Why? How would know how I smile?"
"Like I said before, the book. You appreciate someone for what they do...But when you smile, I wonder if it's a front. So, is it?" She looked to the crimson this time too, awaiting her answer as she took the last bite of her food, and reached over Kimblee's lap to place her tray on top of his.
Both of them reached eye contact, both silent, and studying the other before Kimblee smirked, and shrugged closing his eyes, "I'll never tell."
A flat face was all Janelle could do sticking out her tongue again, "Of course. I should've known."
"Well, now that we're done with lunch, how about we head back to the office?"
"Ugh, I wish you'd just go by yourself...I hate waiting."
"Unfortunately I can't do that...You know why."
"Yeah yeah. If you want I could probably give you a hint to where Scar and Marcoh are
headed...At least that way you'd have a good idea of where they're at now. Or do you like the hunt of the chase and wish to do it on your own?" She said this all while beginning to walk away, back to their cramped little office while she smiled back slyly, grinning happily just as she held the door knob.
Now, Kimblee was really intrigued by this girl, "Do you really know where they are?"
"Mmmmm maybe. Guess you'll have to follow to find out! But first, I need a bathroom break. Meet you back in the room."
"So you're just going to leave me here with the trays?"
"Yep." She laughed and she closed the door behind her, leaving Kimblee to his thoughts as he truly smirked, wanting to know more about this girl if he could, after all, he had a feeling he wouldn't be seeing her after this...
Which was truly a sad thing for the crimson. Already out of jail and the she's the first woman he had talked to in a while. Not only that, she actually took him as he was...A mad bomber.
Although Kimblee was more in his thoughts than anything, Janelle was slowly making her way down the stairs and to the bathroom as she said. Considering she really didn't want to get in trouble at the moment, she felt she should keep to her word, and all the while, she kept her thoughts in her mind, thinking of what had been bothering her from before.
Sensing a memory from long ago trying to pry its way into her heart and mind. It had to do with Thanksgiving, that she could recall, but again her heart ache at the blur sighted memory of a dark haired man with brown eyes that shaped like hers. He resembled her, but not too much. She assumed it was her father...
But why would she be sad about him? That's what bothered her a little. And the more she thought about it, it just annoyed her more.
Constantly her head twirled like a merry go round, and with each passing second as she reached for the bathroom's swaying door, her breathing became raspy, and withered. Even at this pace Janelle could barely breathe and went straight for the sink to wash her face with cold water. She was over heating with seat dripping from her chin until she cleansed it away along with the pounding headache. She cupped the water and splashed each one to her skin till the last one which she drank up like she hadn't drank in days. She just felt so thirsty, and dehydrated, that all she could do was continue to drink until she was full.
Then, when she raised her head from the sink, her heart stopped when she saw Greed standing behind her, just staring her down. She gasped and turned to him almost out of breath again when he had scared Janelle nearly to death, "Oh my god Greed what the hell!"
"Sorry. Didn't mean to scare ya like that. You okay? You look a little pale."
"Huh, yeah." Her body relaxed more and she closed her eyes as she held her chest tightly to the loud pounding in her chest. Her heart ready to burst at the startlement and the acknowledgement of knowing Greed was, again, here.
She couldn't help it, the thought and the sight of him made her whole body turn to jelly. And with a shaky voice she spoke sliding the damp hair back with a shaky hand and a quivering breath, "I'm fine, really. I was just...thirsty."
"Very thirsty apparently. You sure you're okay?"
"Mm-hmm. I was starting to feel light-headed so I came in here to freshen up. Come to think of it, what're you doing in here? This is the girl's restroom." As much as it shouldn't have caught the avarice off guard, it did to say the least. A small pink blush redden his cheeks as he stood before the brunette with his hands in his pockets that were balled in fists, and holding on tightly to the mp3 hiding away from the girls sight.
He couldn't lie that was for sure, but the fact still remain that he was going to have a tough time explaining the real reason he had come to see her for the second time, "What are you stalking me?" His face reddened even more as he let out an out burst, "NO! THAT'S NOT WHY I'M HERE!"
"Jeez take it easy, I was only kidding, my goodness...Well, then why did you come here?" He was going to tell her actually, tell the her the true reason just as he got the nerve, "Greed?" Janelle seemed concerned when he didn't answer. She was really curious as to why he was hiding the women's bathroom.
Soon enough Greed couldn't think of a good excuse of why he was in there; did he really need one? All he wanted was Janelle, and now here she as standing in front of him, her big hazel eyes blinking up at him still waiting for his answer. And as he was about to answer, he felt his throat go dry, which made him rub the back of neck when he couldn't say why he had come up there.
He refused to lie about it, so instead, he just decided to come out and say it, "I came for you."
"What? Why? Did I do something wrong?" She almost beginning to panic, but Greed quickly grabbed her shoulders before she could freak out, "No, no, no. Actually, it was something else…I had a question about, where you and the kid stand."
"Kid?" She didn't catch who he was talking about so he clarified, "Ling."
She felt like her mind had drawn a blank at the question, then again, she wondered why it never came to mind before, and another thing, why was Greed so interested in their relationship status? "Oh. Well, I don't know. We…We didn't really discuss it all that much." Her face was trying hard not to blush, which made her rub her arm and looked towards an empty stall. Anything but looking into his eyes to show him the truth.
The whole truth, "But…If he's curious…" She trailed off, "I don't know…I l-like him as well. A lot actually. I'm just not very good with telling people I lo-, like them! I mean like them!" Greed nodded understandably ignoring the phrase she nearly used, knowing that Janelle wanted to say more by the way she started to rub the side of her arm and look down at the tiles on the floor bashfully, turning even redder as she muttered with an inner secret she had locked away. Something she thought she'd never actually say out loud, the same going for the prince as well, "I like you too Greed…Just as much. You guys are the closest thing I have friends here. Sure, there's Ed and Al, Lan Fan…But with you I guess I feel…Free. And I have felt like that in awhile." She looked away for a moment to gather a single thought and looked back with an even more unsteady gaze. It seemed like uncertainty to him. Then she blew out some air, and her voice became shakier than before, "What I mean is you've been awefully kind considering my circumstances. You're not a bad guy Greed, I know that, in fact…I think you're great. And that's not just the sex talking." She hoped he didn't really hear her say that, then again, she was in denial of saying it at all when she saw his eyes perk at her words, but just from his slightly awed reaction alone, Janelle's cheeks burned through the dampness still sticking to her face, and as she came to realize what she just said, Jenny's eyes widened and her throat closed up as she gave out one last gasp of shock hiding her face in her hands. She must've looked a fool saying that. Even worse he must've think of her as some sort of stare gazer. A nitwit, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said all that."
In her world, when they portrayed Greed persona, he never seemed like the type to be with just one woman, let alone solely like just one…But when she looked at this Greed, his reaction was different than what she had expected. She assumed he would laugh at her or say he didn't roll that way or something along those lines.
But instead, Greed merely gave a smirk chuckling, gazing down at the silly girl hiding her face. He couldn't get rid of it either. What was wrong with him? Was this girl just that magnetizing to him? It wasn't one of his usual smirks either, it was like he was resisting it to hide a true genuine happy smile, yet before he could slip, he shook his head to wipe it away and the avaricious pulled Janelle by her wrist, and used his nose to perk her head up, just enough to get his lips to touch hers. This course of action surprised Jenny, and caused her to gasp again only louder, giving Greed the access he needed to fill her mouth with his tongue, which quickly hooked onto hers when he pulled her even closer to him.
Janelle made no attempt to leave his embrace, her confusion for his reasoning's for wanting her, or anything for that matter. Everything she thought and feeling in her body had flown right out the window. All she could feel were his lips meshing with hers, and the scent of his light cologne consuming her sense of smell as it sent goose bumps up her spine . It was that, or the fact that one of the Avarice's fingertips were lightly brushing against her, causing Jan to close of her eyes and lean into the man's touch. When her chest propped themselves up against him, it was a warm sensation running through Greed's body when he felt her, the smell of her skin, her soft lips, sparkling doughy eyes that always seemed to be looking at everything anew.
But this time, her eyes were fixated on his while he dominated her mouth, feeling out every crevice and tonsil until Janelle pulled away for air. He had to admit, he was pretty taken back by the kiss, but just as he was about to apologize for his forwardness, Janelle stepped on the tip of her toes to capture his lips in a more sensual kiss. A teasing one in Greed's eyes. He wanted to take her mouth like before, but instead decided to enjoy the sweet tender kiss, pecking and every so often dipping his tongue into her mouth. One of his hands were now tilting her head up by her chin and another began to reach about her exposed legs, arising making Jenny shutter and pant against the homunculus's lips.
She wanted more, oh so much more, but the place they were in, was far from dangerous, and Kimblee must've been wondering what was taking her so long, "I'm glad we came to an understanding and all." She tried to even back away from the kiss, "But We can't do this…Not here…"
Greed may have agreed with that, but he refused to loose this moment, and made suer her lips never left his, "Why not…?" His voice was already husked over and heavy; his eyes hazy with what Janelle could only describe as lust. And his greedy hands were no better, when they both had finally reached her bottom they gave her bottom a rough fondle, Janelle gave a struggled whimper as she was about to explain.
But all of that changed when they heard the door suddenly open, and a bunch of voice crowded the bathroom at once. Janelle's heart dropped fearing the worse, and getting caught, but Greed was already many steps ahead of the girl, and with quick thinking he picked up the girl and leaped backwards into one of the stalls, sitting down quickly with Janelle on his lap.
It was a bunch of the military women obviously, but the looked that Janelle gave Greed was a 'I told you so' only making the homunculus grin and shrug, putting a finger to his lips before turning their attention to the noise of laughing, chattering girls.
They weren't talking about anything important, but the fact that Janelle was stuck in a stall with a man in the girls bathroom was making her paranoid. She could get them both in trouble if the two were to caused too much of a ruckus. She could see it now, but before Jen could turn her head further towards the door to see where exactly the girls were located in the bathroom, Greed wrapped an arm around her waist, and pulled the girl's lips back to his own with an impatient hunger that refused to stop because of some chicks. He had her right where he wanted her, and he wouldn't let the opportunity slip away from his grasp. Besides, a little taste wasn't enough. What he needed was much more dire. It pissed him off to know that it lingered so much, a sensation or feeling he couldn't quite understand. Refused to understand.
On the other side of the fence, Janelle wanted to protest back as well, anything to tell him that this was wrong. If only she could pull away to do so though; unfortunately with his strong tight grasp on her small body, and his lips unwilling to move, Janelle knew that she wasn't going anywhere, "Please stop…" She tried to whisper it loud enough for him to hear, but he didn't reply, either because he didn't hear her or because he didn't care. She assumed the urgent answer as he sighed and groaned in the delicious kiss.
Soon enough his free hand decided to ride underneath one of her inner thighs, brushing against Janelle's soaked underwear. He could feel her lips wet with anticipation and the more pressed against her opening the more noises she made, and the wetter she got.
Janelle's eyes widened and her brows knitted as she shook her head in rejection, but he persisted, rubbing her harder, faster, and slightly rougher. He used shorter strokes to get the girl arching and biting her lip to hold back the noises a little, but as for her face, the blush was all too apparent revealing the pleasure he was causing her.
Good, he knew he was on the right path to getting her ready.
Greed could feel her getting even wetter and wetter, and the more she dampened his fingers the more he wanted her, the more he wanted to hear her moans and feel her body scream out for him as she was sent over the edge. But how could he with all of these distractions, and all these other girls giggling and chattering just beyond the stall.
It was a pity that this time around he'd have to be quick about it. But he wasn't going to be too quick, oh no, he was going to savor every touch. Every taste. Every smell.
He groped her bottom to make her mouth give a silent scream, which the avarice took the access she gave him to fully and deeply consume the inside of her cavern, devouring her lips and tongue into his own watering mouth. Slowly Greed slid his tongue inside to hear the soft smacking sounds of their lips and the soft pants of their breath as their lungs tried to inhale for air. When he pulled back to see her lips reddened by his force, Greed bit his own lip as he admired his work feeling his heart race, and his body throb for the girl restricting his swollen cock.
Even when she made little movements against him he felt himself begin to growl from a wave of pleasure that nearly took over his senses, and again without thinking when Greed had thought to pull away, he quickly went back to engulfing the girls lips to make her body scorch at the embrace, her eyes quivering from the friction between their legs.
The only thing left was the hot and heavy gravity weighing the two down and the atmosphere which of all things became hard to swallow.
Before long the girls were gone without Greed or Jan's knowledge. They hardly knew they left considering the two continued to go at it, not stopping once to check or otherwise. Greed continued to kiss down the girls neck and bite at her butter cream skin, hearing Jan whimper and give a strangled groan as he pulled and sucked at the sweet sensitive skin.
He couldn't get enough, and when he pulled away he gave a sly smirk down at the dark purple mark he left behind, and boasted in his work, "Nice…" But he didn't stop. He nuzzled back into her neck, and pressed Janelle's hips down to him and made a small sweet noise of delight, licking the mark to heighten his woman's high as well as his own as he rubbed her harder against him.
Then he quickly made his way down her collarbone using his tongue as a guide to leave trail down her cleavage inhaling her scent before using a hand to pull down the front of her dress, revealing her breast to make them pop out at him, "Greed!" She gasped, coming out from the trans she was once in.
"I just want a taste…" She didn't know what it was about his words that sent her body ablaze, but when he said it Janelle's body shivered, and it shook even more when he brushed his lips around her nipple taking it into his mouth and swirling his tongue around the soft bud causing Janelle to run her fingers in his bangs, cradling the back of his head at the same time, "No. You'll…You'll make it worse." She stuttered feeling everything his mouth was doing to her. She didn't even want to say how good it felt, afraid he'd take longer to pleasure her. More like torture. She couldn't help it, Greed was an attractive man with a sexy voice that she couldn't help but quiver to.
"Come on it's not so bad is it?" He chuckled letting his hungry mouth switch to the other as his fingers occupying her began to move her underwear to the side to get a better feel of her wetness, sending Janelle into another fit of whimpers, "No…But I feel weird…"
"Weird how?" He breathed as he bit her lip, and licked it after, throwing her thoughts off by a mile, "The way you touch me…The way your hands grab at me, the way you kiss, and breathe. I'm still getting use to it. But there's more to it than that…" She tried to keep herself from moaning when she spoke, but every time a syllable crept out, his fingers would continue to play with her clit, slipping a his fingers in every now and again to ready her for him. To send her close enough to ecstasy, but keeping her purposely at bay, "Is it because we're in the bathroom?"
"N-No…It's…It's Kimblee. He's out there, I know it…He'll-," She was trying hard not to convulse but when he began to twirl himself inside her, Janelle's legs buckle around him, and shaking uncontrollably to cause the girl to bite down on his neck to make the young homunculus growl and thrust in hard this time to hear the girl squeak. "Do you think I care what that bastard does? Let him come in here, and find us, I could care less."
"You don't mean that." She nearly had a heart attack at the thought…Or was that excitement? Either way she moaned when he stroked her buds with his thumbs, "All I know is that I want you…" He nearly dug his nails into her skin to make her gasp softly, unaware of his hands being covered by his ultimate shield. Somehow, Janelle liked it even more, and nearly came then as she moved to his fingers, "To be inside you." Greed could feel her shivering at his words, moving about until he got a good hold of her hips and used her juices to wet his tip, again making Janelle whimper and shake as he slowly pressed himself inside, "Greed…"
"Mm… that's my name…" With a haste speed Greed finally thrust himself inside the girl hitch of his breath. The sound of Janelle gasping back to give a struggled cry made him only shove himself deeper into her, pulling all the way out to drive right back in. Her cry slipped from the second.
With this he began with a normal starting pace having more sounds and more noises come from Jenny as he watched her form before him, making sure that he would leave his mark on her for Kimblee to see. And not just him, anyone else that wished to have her like he did. He was going to make sure that no one else would have what was his.
Just thinking of anyone having Janelle made his blood boil. He knew Ling was an exception, for now, but he would make sure that this girl wanted no other man. No other hands or lips would kiss her soft sweet tasting skin.
The more he thought about it, the more he began to loose track of what he was doing, and quickly began to thrust harder and faster into Janelle's core, not realizing he was actually starting to hurt her when he threw her down on him, causing her to yelp out this time, her eyes closing to hide the tears filling the corners, "Greed…!"Immediately Greed's eyes widened at his actions, and he quickly slowed down his speed to hear the girl's voice change with every stir of her insides.
This time, he had found the sweet spot, and heard a new note come from her. This sound made his dick throb even harder than before, and his heart race when she arched over him to hold him close to her, "Again…Do it again!" She pleaded digging her nails into his clothed back. When he didn't respond, she quickly kissed his lips, out of breath, and in dire need of what she wanted. The more she kissed him, the more she deepened it, and enticed him, the more Greed began to feel dizzy, and almost hypnotized, feeling the brunette beg with her hips. "God kid…You're tormenting me…" Unable to resist her anymore, Greed thrust his hips up to make them both sound off into the other's mouth, latching their tongues, and embracing the other close as she rode him, "Ah, ah, Greed…I'm too close. Don't make me…"
"Mm-hmm?" He teased, his eyes hazy, and full of lust.
"D-Don't make me cum yet." She felt so embarrassed saying that, it showed in her face but it was true, if he kept this up, Janelle would surely cave.
"Oh no, I wouldn't dream of it. Not when you feel this good." He chuckled through his groan, this time safely picking up the pace to hit her special spot every once in a while to keep her drowning in him, moaning louder and louder, only loosing control of her voice as she began to feel more than the sore friction between them.
Now he was pounding her viciously, panting back with their mouth now agape once the edge neared for the two of them.
Greed could definitely feel his approaching, but just by the feel of her walls latching around him, and her exotic expressions of bliss, the avarice could only assume she was close.
He couldn't be any more right when he felt her take control of her hips, and began to close her eyes, her face extending upper to look up at the ceiling, "Greed…I can't take it any more. If I…I keep doing this, I'll go crazy."
"Heh, maybe that's what I want. Don't tell me you haven't been thinking about the car, how I ravished you…" Her face turned red at what he mentioned, and she attempted to ignore it until Greed did nothing more than wrap his arms around her waist, and forced her down harder on his cock, making her spill a little, and making him wetter still, "Makes you excited just thinking about it. I can tell. Your walls are squeezing me so tightly. It's unbearable." Finally without being able to hold back and Greed reacted to the feeling her cumming, and now being able to claim Janelle as his for a third time, the Avarice made sure to make it memorable by giving a last few brutal thrusts finally climaxing with Janelle as her walls literally came down on him, ready to snap him in half at the force of their movements. She was cumming so hard that she almost jumped out of his arms about to scream, but Greed pulled her back in with repetitive huffs leaving him feeling every shot of his cum spray inside her making sure to fill Jenny to the brim with his length, and more.
How could he resist he wanted more to make up for missing out last night, and to do so, while the two came slowly off their incredible highs, the man's hands began to softly caress Janelle's thighs, feeling her heart and his own flutter unevenly. He enjoyed this. For a homunculus, he never thought holding a woman like this after sex would be anything, like this. Then his heart fluttered even more as he took in her scent, his nose brushing against her neck intoxicating himself in her scent. If only it would last.
Unfortunately, he knew his time with her would be up shortly, and they would have to be on their way. Luckily for them they had only been in the bathroom for 5 minutes, so it was nothing to be alarmed about just yet. They had time.
Greed was sure about one thing though, Janelle didn't seem to be in the condition for moving as her body stayed against his, her head laying on his shoulder as she held him from just his shoulder.
He didn't move, all he did was listen to every sound and felt out her back as he inhale her scent. Damn it, I just can't get enough of this woman… He turned his head to look at Janelle, and turned her to look at him, his nose brushing slowly against hers when he found her eyes to be closed, and her breath weary, the feel of it's lightness hitting his face made him take her lips one last time, this time a passionate kiss to linger against the small girl's lips. When he pulled away, he licked the tip of Jan's nose, and then laid his head back to catch his breath. He usually wouldn't be out of breath from something like that, but considering the frustration and predicaments he's been encountering lately, Greed could only take deep breath and sigh in content.
The two didn't speak for a good minute, enjoying the others embrace until Janelle opened her eyes, and pushed herself up to get off his lap.
One leg made it off him though before Greed caught her, holding her to him more, "Don't go. I was just starting to enjoy myself."
Janelle giggled lightly, "Like in the car?" And as much as the smile grew it quickly fell to a frown when she realized the time, "You know we can't do this for long. Not here anyway." She teased before pulling him out of her both of them gasp slightly, Greed's eyes fogging over once again like before, but this time he resisted and disappointedly agreed that maybe it was their time to depart. Again, for now.
Janelle removed herself fully from his lap, and sighed as she dressed herself properly. Once they were both fully dressed Janelle walked out of the stall while Greed, having a satisfactory smirk on his face, leaned against the stall door as he watched the girl bend over the sink to wet her face for the second time and her hair as well to control the untamed look she had going for her after they 'blew off some steam.'
When she was done she wiped her face on a paper towel, and then made eye contact with the smirking man before her. She smiled back and laughed softly, "What are you staring at?"
"Hmm, imagining you without your clothes."
"You would. Anyway, shouldn't you get going? There's a window right there that leads to the roof, you can escape from there." She assured.
"Good thinking." There was a short pause after that. Then, "Well…" They both looked from the window to each other, Greed's eyes trying not to show the fact that he would miss what was his. It made it even harder when Janelle looked just as disappointed, "Guess I'll be seeing ya."
"Yeah." Now she sounded even sadder, which pissed Greed off more.
But he stopped his grievant thoughts and smiled as he walked over to Janelle and laced his fingers around her chin leaning in to lick her cheek like before, catching her off guard, and leaving her nearly speechless as he pulled away, smirking.
Then he opened the tall window and put a foot on the frame, in the preparation is done.
Then the wind began to blow all around him as he grinned confidently, "Don't worry, it's only for a little while." With that said, Janelle smiled back and nodded knowingly, "I know. See you in a bit." Then she waved cheerfully with a skip to her twirl, and her fingers laced behind her back.
"Later." It was almost saddening to watch him leap out, but Janelle nodded her head again more to herself than anything, and sighed as she pat the side of her dress making her way to the door.
But not even a second before putting her hand to the handle, she suddenly heard another sigh not of her own making her eyes widen and her breath hitched when she turned to a stall behind her. It suddenly opened….And out came Kimblee with a newspaper of some kind under his arm. It had yet to be folded, "Hah, finally. Can we get back to the business at hand or am I going to have to baby sit you some more?"
"Kimblee! What the hell! What are you doing here! Better yet, what's with you men just waltzing into the girl's bathroom!"
"As I recall you were the one that enjoyed the last guy that 'waltzed' in here. And besides, I have my orders. I was told to keep an eye on you."
"You knew!"
"Yep." He said simply folding a newspaper in his hand.
"YOU HEARD!" She screamed this time everything suddenly hitting her at once. Her eyes must've been the size of the moon to him.
The worse about it was the smirk priding his face, "There's no need to shout. In any case, it's nothing to be ashamed about. But next time you decide to do something like this, can you at least wait until we're done with our assignment?"
"You mean your assignment? I'm just here for my own entertainment." She corrected still with a face of horror. How did she not know that there was someone else in the stalls? Let alone Kimblee! It made her face brighten up even more when she came crashing down to reality.
Solf J. Kimblee, was just in the stall next to her, listening to everything that her and Greed said….And did. She wasn't sure how red her face was, but by that chuckle he gave, he was more than amused and gave her an intrigued and hazy one, which kind of gave Janelle a weird feeling that it was time to go before this got even anymore awkward, "Go ahead and tell on me. I don't care. I hardly cared when the principle found me smoking pot in the girls bathroom I doubt I'll care that much that Father or Wrath knows." She tried to seem unfazed, although in reality she was hoping to death that he wouldn't say anything. It could mean another ear full for Greed. But, again Kimblee laughed it off and pushed his hands into the comfort of his pockets following Janelle out of the bathroom, of course making sure that it was safe for him to exit first.
He was lucky too, since no one was around at the time it was a breeze, and if there was someone, they were at the far end of the halls. Once they felt safe enough the two made their way back to the main office, "I won't say anything. This isn't my priority, and what you do with your time is your business. As long as you're not getting in my way or getting me into any trouble, you should be fine." The girl scoffed connecting her hand to her hips in a huff, "Dude, seriously?...You are always in a hurry to get right to the task at hand? For goodness sakes you're walking faster than me. Take a chill pill will ya? For once."
"A chill pill? What century do you live in?"
"Uh, mine."
"Heh, of course, of course. But keep in mind, I've been in a cell for 7 years, chilling out is all I've been doing."
"Right, right." Pushing that out of her mind, the two finally made it back to the busy office, and while getting coffee sitting in a pot for the two, Kimblee decided to bring up a certain subject that he wanted to discuss. Badly, "About what you said before..."
"About what?" Jan sipped her cup, "Good coffee..."
"About Marco, and Scar. If you knew where they were the whole time why didn't you say so in the first place?"
"I thought you like chasing down your victims?"
"I do, but if I could get a head start, I don't mind too much. Nothing wrong with getting a little head way."
"Well, I can assure you, you're on the right track."
"So, where are they now?"
"Mm, not entirely sure, but I could show you on the map." Silence took the crimson now, he stared at the girl sitting his back against his seat pondering, until Janelle tilted her head to him, "What? Something I said?"
"No. Not at all. Except for the fact that...I'm quite curious to know what side you're on. I myself don't entirely have a preferrence, I'm just watching to see who will rule who; who will have the sronger outcome, but for you...It's not really the same is it?"
"Well...I already know the outcome of this fight."
"Oh? Like a look into the future eh?"
"Pretty much. But it could change. This isn't my world, so it doesn't apply to me."
"Because you're trying to get home."
"Mm-hmm."
"Why?"
"Huh?"
"Well, what's so special back home that you wouldn't want to stay here?" She didn't expect that question from him, and looking into her coffee now as Kimblee gazed at her, she could only sip her sugared drink and close her eyes, "To tell you the truth. I'm not entirely sure. I have so many memories...So many painful ones, as well as some that are good...But I'm truthfully torn from what I want...And I'm not all that sure I want to go back...But again...It's home. I don't belong here."
"But you could. Couldn't you?" Again she didn't expect him to say that and began to think about it as her eyes shifted back and forth on the table. She was debating it, if it was really worth staying here than going back. She didn't feel much for going back home, but something tugging at her heart and soul felt as if it was pulling her back there. Almost similar to when Alphonse's soul was pulling him back to the gate.
Could that have even been possible?
That could be the case...But my soul is with me...So could it be my entire being is trying to pull me back home, even without the use of my DVD player?Maybe I could ask Father next time I see him.
Not paying any attention to Kimblee calling her, she shook her head out of her thoughts when she noticed his head tilting to the side and his waving at her to get some sanity back to her, "I'm sorry..."
"It's alright. Just wanted to make sure you were still with me. Besides you never answered my question."
"Oh, yeah, about wanting to go back...Not really...Everytime a new memory appears, I always feel more resiliant to want to. I'll need more time to think about it."
"I understand." Suddenly Kimblee took one last sip of his cup, and stood up to walk over to the map of Central's city map, "So, back to Marco..." He then turned to Janelle and pointed to the map, "Shall we?"
"You actually want my help? No attempt to do it yourself?"
"Heh, like I said...I don't mind a second opinion. Especially yours." Okay, she couldn't help it, she blushed smiling a little and happily sat up from her seat to study the map, to remember what she could remember from it.
It took a minute, but once she found the place she was looking for she smirked and pointed at it, "Here."
"The train tracks?"
"Yeah, you'll find that Scar used alchemy to throw you off the trail..But after that it'll be easy enough to find where he's heading."
"And that would be?"
"Oh no, you can use the rest of your abilities and smarts to find them on your own."
"heh, isn't that just like helping them escape even further?"
"No, because you'll run into them. Scouts honor." She threw a peace sign up at him before going to sit back down, but just as she did, Kimblee laughed, confusing Jan before he looked to one of the officers in the room.
"You there, called up the train station for their schedules. I'll also be heading down there tomorrow to catch a ride, so I'll need a ticket as well."
"Yes sir." With that Kimblee smiled at Janelle, and kissed her hand, licking his lips after to throw the poor girl off, "Thank you. I appreciate the help." Then he released the girl's hand, and walked over to the window, looking down at the open greenery below him,
"You can go if you'd like now." Janelle was still staring at her hand, blushing somewhat from the contact of his lips to her skin.
She also was wondering if Greed would flip if he heard or saw that, but shaking that off Janelle smiled nervously and stood up from her seat, stumbling back, "Oh-, uh really? Already? That' it? But I just-,"
"Well, just until tomorrow. Who knows maybe I'll need you later this evening, all depending if I'll need an escort or vice versa. But until then, you can escort me to the station when I'm about to leave...Sound good?"
"Why?" Asking this made Kimblee turned to the girl with cold eyes...Or were they lust ridden, she wasn't entirely sure but it sent a chill up her spine just as he grinned, "It's not every day you get to meet a girl from the other side, another, fascinating world...Now is it? In fact, how about some lunch tomorrow before I go? I'd like to hear more about this world of yours when you have the time."
"Mm. Guess wouldn't hurt...I hope." She cringed at the thought but seeing the man's blue eyes seeming so gentle and soft, how could she say no? Not only that, who'd be able to say they literally had lunch with the Crimson Alchemist from Full Metal Alchemist? No body, at least not in her world.
As much as a part of her was saying no, a big part of her was screaming yes, and that side won her over as she gave a big sigh, "Alright. Fine. But only for an hour."
"An hour it is."
"So uh...Do I just-, go? I don't need to report to Bradley or anything?"
"No. I was given permission to release you whenever I see fit. And I have no use for you, not now any way." It was a little too calm on how he said the last part, but Janelle waved it off and shrugged before waving good bye and head for the door, "Okay...Well, so long." Her voice shuddered.
"Until tomorrow...Janelle."
After leaving the room with hesitance, Janelle didn't really know what to do with herself. She walked around the halls for a few more moments before deciding to head back to her room where she was sure to find Greed waiting for her, or at least down underground where she could at least run into him, and with a push of a button she went down the elevator, holding on for dear life until the doors opened again, leaving her legs shaking as she came into view of Father's throne, and Father himself.
At first, he didn't seem to acknowledge her, but as her foot steps began to echo more, his attention quickly shifted to the girl, "Ah, you're finally back my child, good. How did everything go with the alchemist?"
"Fine, just-, fine. He said he may need more help tomorrow, but we'll see. Right now? I'm off to my room." She was sort of in a rush, but before she could keep going-, "Wait...I have something to ask of you."
Janelle immediately stopped in her tracks, and looked to the golden haired man, "Um...Okay? What is it?" She could see that the old man was reading a very ancient book from her where she stood, and watched as he closed it to stand before her, his hands crossed under his robes, "What do you know about...banquets?"
"Uh, a few things...Important people show up, you eat, dance a little, and go home drunk. Why?"
"Wrath has informed me of this...Banquet approaching at the Central's HQ as an anniversary and celebration for a holiday called...Halloween. I know nothing of there common traditions, but it seems the humans like to do these little get together, and such, so I'm curious to know if you could be a...How do you say...An informant for this tradition of there's."
"Um, okay...I guess I can. You guys actually celebrate Halloween here?"
"Very well then. I will have more details tomorrow on the matter, but until then you may rest." Janelle wanted to comment on the fact he never answered her question about Halloween but not feeling to fond of pushing the subject, Janelle rolled her eyes and nodded, "Okay. Oh, Father? I also had a question of my own."
"Yes, what is it?" He asked sternly his eyes never changing, and never moving.
"Well, it's about how I got here..." The man's stern gaze turned into an intrigued one as he sat back down in his stone cold throne.
"Go on."
"Well, for starters, I know that one of the Elric brothers, Alphonse, his soul is attatched to a suit of armor. He only has such a limited time being in that armor before his soul is pulled back to the gate where his body lies..."
"What's your point?" He asked again, this time as if rushing Jan to the point. It was making her a little anxious, but none the less as she twiddled her thumbs she answered with a wavering voice, "My question is this...Does it apply to me too? Even though my body and soul are here physically, is there a chance of me being pulled back to my world since I don't belong here?" It was definitely something to continplate, and a good question to the creator of the homunculi, but as he brushed his beard of curiosity, his eyes and smile glowed with a new possibility to the idea, "It is possible, but I have yet to see anything strange happen with you girl. Keep that in mind, and if anything changes, you will let me know." May have sounded more like a demand more than a request, but none the less, Janelle nodded agreeing.
"Is that all?" He asked boredly.
"Yeah. Thanks." With that there was nothing more to say, Janelle turned her back to him and hurried back to her room, which was even darker than the hallway.
She really did hate being afraid of the dark...And for once it was a reason that caused her to nearly scream out when a shadow from inside the darkness grabbed and pulled her in aggressively wrapping himself around Janelle's stunned curves. Quickly the door slammed, and the only sound the girl could hear in the dark were her muffled yells and screams. Until she heard a familiar hushing in her ears. It was the hush itself that she familiarized with, but the sound behind it that calmed her after a bit shakened up.
"It's me." The man's voice murmured.
Next- Chapter 10: Predicaments
After a while, you think you're building a sturdy wall
But when that one person can make it crumble in the most loving way
To find that path to your heart, Love?…Love can be a scary thing.
Terrifying. Even worse than the monster hiding under the bed. At least you can make those go away.
