I Don't Own FMA. Hope you all enjoy it. I really did try to capture how Greed would react in a situation like this one so we'll see how it goes :)
Chapter 14: Thinning the String
"You…are the Greed from Dublith." The avarice stood there, a brow cock with a frown to his features. He almost seemed unfazed by what she had been holding back, making Janelle give Greed a confused look, "Did you even hear what I said?"
"Uh, yeah. Are you serious?" He chuckled a bit.
He didn't believe her, making Jan fluster, "You are! You don't remember it, but Ed was right about the assumption of you being that Greed when Father put you in Ling's body."
"How do you figure?"
"I know your freaking background you ass! I thought you said you'd believe me."
"Yeah but…"He rubbed the back of his head, puzzled, and trying to see what she was talking about, "I have no recollection of it, don't you think that when pops made me he would've-,"
"It's like repressed memories Greed, Father did it so you would work for him again." She pivoted her hips, crossing her arms with her eyes staring straight into his. Greed was seeing the truth, but he still seemed, unsure of it, almost like he didn't want to believe it because he had no memories of it. Of anything. He was brought back the day he met Janelle, which was understandable to be doubtful when you have no , but to not trust her words on this made him, uneasy. Why did he feel so? Was he just being stubborn? He felt on the fence about the matter. He knew Janelle wouldn't lie to him about this, but why bring it up now?
"That doesn't make sense, pops wouldn't need me to come back if I was the other Greed. I was purged of the old, to be reborn new."
"That's not true. Like I said, Father may have not taken them away completely, he just made it so you wouldn't remember what happened to the ones you were with before."
"The ones…What now there's more people in this?" Janelle's lips buttoned her eyes big, glossy, doughy, her hands reached out for him, her palms feeling the warmth of his chest, his heart beating at an uneven rhythm, "Your comrades Greed. You had comrades. Henchmen. You were a powerful man once. I mean, you still are, but it was different in Dublith. I don't know all the details on your meet, but I do know they were chimeras from Lab 5."
"Lab 5? I don't even know what that is, beside it being a lab. But-," Suddenly, the headache kicked in again, the sound of the loud white noise causing his ears to pop as he hiss back in pain, "Nngh, damn…"
"It's the headache?" She asked meekly.
"Mm, yeah, don't worry about it, just tell me what you know Jenny. Keep talking."
"Those aren't headaches Greed. Your mind is trying to remember what you already know."
"No. I don't know anything! You keep saying that I'm the old Greed, that I was in Dublith with these…chimeras! I don't have any memory of that. That was the old Greed."
"Don't you get it there is no old Greed! You are the original! How do you explain two Greed's! There's only one! You! You are Greed the Avaricious! But there's more to the story than just the chimeras and the lab! You've met the Elric brothers before, you fought Edward in a all around fist fight, and not the one down underground either! You gave Alphonse the whole speech about you wanting money, and women, sex, status, glory, demanding the finer things in life!" Greed's eyes were widen by the girl's eyes, fierce and bright, almost the lightest yellowish brown around the spreading and mixing with the green.
He couldn't believe it, was she really telling him the truth? Another white noise came, louder, and harder, pounding against the homunculus's head, making him grab from his temple, his hand over his eyes as he fell to his knee, weak, heavy, in pain, "Shit…"
"Greed…" She wanted to help him, but it would only worsened as he would remember, "Please remember, I wouldn't lie to you. This is real, all of it. You were Greed the Avaricious leader of a group of chimeras that died for you…" The brunette hair slicked over her shoulders, her back to the wind that came from over the hill to chill her skin. Her arms wrapped around her queasy stomach, swallow back the fear of what she was about to say next, "And y-…you kind of…Let them died…A little." He looked up his teeth showing his eyes in shock.
His mind was drawing a blank before suddenly the white noise came louder and more painful than the last causing Greed to groan as he hunched over, "No…That's not…It wasn't me…That wasn't me…"
"Am I making it up then? What is it that you don't believe? It's not like you wanted them to die…But they did…It wasn't by your hands, it was Wrath's…Father had found where you were, knowing you would probably help the brothers no doubt, but also wanted you to work for him again. Of course he didn't asked that until after they had captured you, and killed the chimeras. They worked for you Greed, they died for you and let them…It doesn't matter…Just…Believe me, please. Those headaches? The white noise? You hear it can't you?" Her voice broke, hoarse from trying to hold back her own emotions. Watching him fidget in agony, his head sweat from the brow, and dripping onto the grass.
"Stop…Just stop talking…." Visions were starting to grip his cranium, his fingers gripped and broke the grass beneath him when he saw four people standing with their backs turned to them. One with white hair, he was tall, muscular and bulked, and a sledgehammer in his hands. The other two were shorter than him, a blonde woman with short hair and a red tattoo running down the side of her arm, and another man with dark spiky hair, "I can recite some of the things they've said, or something you've said back then…Maybe it'll…Refresh your memory of who you are…"
"Jenny don't…Not now…!" He was really trying not to growl at her, and Janelle would've stopped at any other time, but he needed to know, he needed to remember who he was, what those bastards did to him and what he did, "I'm sorry Greed…I have to." She knelt down before him, seeing his eyes shoot a mean glaring, his teeth clenching as he snarling warn her. Then he grabbed her knee, squeezing it with a shaky hand, "I said…Not now!" But she wasn't afraid of him, she would make him remember.
She closed her eyes taking in a deep breath with twinkles between her brows, her heart still beating in her throat and chest, two different places to make voice shakes as hard as her body was, "Ah, Martel, I'm glad to see you're safe…" She started with that, getting Greed to hitch back as he listened. He didn't want to, but he did, "What's going on up there no one else has made it back yet." His eyes watched her face, it was calm, her eyes quivering from side to side as if she was trying to remember a memory herself. His memories.
His head was starting to throb, sending memories in waves, like electric shock running through his skull. He grunted, thrashed and growled trying to make the headaches cease, but nothing seemed to work with Janelle's voice echoing through his head. The sound of voice ran in his head instead of one. His own; and he wasn't even talking, "Yeah well things have gotten a little out of hand, so we need to find a way out of here…That was you talking to Martel after the Military had overrun the Devil's Nest. The bar you were staying in." She opened her eyes to him, "That was also where Wrath decided to step in and take you back to Father."
"God damn it Jenny if ya don't shut your mouth I will shut it for you." He threatened her, actually seeing the memory as she spoke of it. It was something small, nothing big to remember, but he still refused to give in, "No you won't…You won't hurt me." She warmed the hand that gropped her knee, feeling the strength and tightness of his fingers digging into her cap. Not from the threat itself but the feeling of someone tearing through his head like someone was sticking their fingers between the cranum's cracks and splitting it in half, scratching at the surface of the many memories the girl spoke of, "Wrath came for you, cutting you down, slicing you piece by piece until Roa and Dorchetto came for you. They died trying to save you. Wrath sliced them like it was nothing, like he was swatting flies. He didn't care. And you…You didn't care. You didn't seem to care. Wrath made a comment about taking pity on the lives of your comrades, saying that it was foolish. Do you know what your response was Greed?"
"Janelle!" It was getting worse, the pain, the pounding, the white noise, the memories, they were coming in quick visions. He was starting to believe it now, shaking his head harder until all he could do was smash the front of his head into the ground, startling the girl to make her reach for his back. She never reached though, only to be grabbed the avarice as he began to squeeze her hand, hard, his shield starting to take affect on his own.
Suddenly Ling's voice called out to him, his voice will with viciousness as he snapped at him Greed…Loosen your grip!
It hurt, it hurt like hell, her knuckles actually popping to Janelle wince, and hiss. Then gasp, Get a hold of yourself Greed! I'm warning you…if you so much as bring any more harm to her, so help me, I will take my body back! Now let her go! His tone was so ruthless, but Greed just growled louder, almost causing his vocals to break when that avaricious turned his quick attention to the prince inside him, "Stay out of this!" Greed barked even the girl had said nothing.
Janelle already who he was talking to, knowing Ling was trying to help, but even if Greed's strength intimidated her, the girl refused to let him be used any more. He was no one's puppet. Nobody's. She began to use the excruciating discomfort against him, by raising her voice to out overshadow his gruff growling, his panting, the sound of his teeth grinding against his jaw, "I am the living carnation of greed, those weren't my friends Bradley they were my possessions. Money, women, henchmen, they're all possessions, and killing my henchmen is the same as stealing from me! And I don't let people take what's mine!"
"Shut up! Just shut the hell up!"
"I can't! I need you to remember Greed! Remember and I'll stop! They didn't care about them, they wanted you, and when they finally had you they melted you down to nothing. Father consumed you, and when Ling came along he saw potential in bringing you back! Making you work for him! You weren't a son, you're toy that's easily expendable as anyone else! But he can't chain you, he can't enslave the avaricious. You told him once before that you had much higher ambitions than to work for him. You wanted to be yourself, to be free! You can't do that if you don't even remember what your purpose was before all this! If you would've killed Bido these memories wouldn't ease you any differently!"
"Enough!" He barked out at her, again making the girl shake and tighten her eyes, the sight of droplets trying to seep from the corners as she tried all she could to be strong. Strong for the both of them as he suddenly came roaring out in agony. All the memories flooding back all at once, like they were all being crammed into his brain in no specific order. It was like a part of him had returned, like he had been sleeping this whole time.
But his heart was racing, and his hands pulled away from Janelle before she could react. She watched as he raised to his feet, his body whipping around as he was about to take off. Luckily Jan was quick enough to grab his leg holding him from around the ankle to slow him down, "Get off of me!"
"No-, please! Don't go you'll only make it worse if you try to go after them!"
"How! How can it get any worse! Those bastards took my possessions! My henchmen! My life! And what's worse…You knew about it long enough to make me believe I could trust you! Is there anything else I should know about, anything else you're going to pull out of your ass at the last minute!" His words were like ice, the sudden fear enveloping the girl as her heart went cold. Her cheeks flush as her eyes swelled with even more tears.
She didn't want this. She didn't want him to hate her. All she wanted was to make him happy. To tell him the truth, and she felt he hated her for that. Her throat felt hot and tight, trying to gulp back the sob that arose, "I'm sorry…" She managed to say looking up at him, her eyes looking for forgiveness as he glared at her.
She didn't like it, that look in his eyes. How betrayed he must've felt by her, "I wanted to tell you sooner…"
There was a pause from him, but his face remained the same, "Yeah? Maybe you should've. This wasn't about making things right for you Jenny, it sounds like you were just…" He scoffed shaking his head, "I don't know…I don't know what you were doing…" Janelle's arms loosened, shocked by what he said. She wasn't sure whether or not to be offended, disheartened by how he was spoke to her. It was so cold it chilled her to the bone, her heart feeling as if it was breaking.
He felt the wavering embrace, her eyes full of hurt, and a tint of disbelief, as she released him completely, his help included when he slipped his pulled his leg away.
He turned away from the girl sitting on the grass before him, about to speed walk back to head quarters when suddenly she cried out, outraged, "How dare you!" Greed stopped in his tracks, looking back at the brunette from her unexpected clamor.
Janelle struggled to her feet her eyes full of tears and huffing from her exhilarated blood pressure. Her fists balled, and her features infuriated, "Do you know what it's like to know everything before it happens! To sit there and have the weight of people's lives on your shoulders! I told you this because I didn't want you to kill Bido, the only henchmen of yours that's still alive, looking for you!" Greed freezes his eyes perked at the discovery, his thoughts ruffled, and spiked as he turned his front full to the girl.
She stopped, her frustrations turning to despair as she relaxed a bit running her fingers through her hair as she sighed deeply, hoping she could shed some light on another reason why she was telling him all this, "When you go to your 'duties', you run into a lizard man, a chimera, not like the ones in the tunnels. I don't know when it's suppose to happen but you're going to run into him, he's probably freaked out, saw something he shouldn't. You do talk to him, he notices your tattoo on your hand and the ultimate shield, claiming that you're imitating, 'Mr. Greed'. You confirm you are with the way you introduce yourself. When he realizes it's you, he tries to convince you didn't believe when he said he was your friend, and you kill him! And that's when you remember everything! Killing Bido was suppose to give you back your memories. By the way you were stomping back to H.Q. you were going to have a few words with Bradley! I did this to save you the regret, the pain of killing your own friend! I did it to save you and Bido both, like I saved Lan Fan from loosing her fucking arm, because why not stop it if I can! I have the power to do so, to sacrifice my life for their's and yours! So tell me, how am I being selfish! For god sakes Greed I didn't want this! I didn't want any of this! And I told you all this because I love you big fat jerk!" The look in Greed's eyes, they widened, flabbergasted. Had he heard right? Did she really say what he thought he heard?
From the look of her reaction, Janelle really did say it. She her breath felt it had stopped, sucking into the back of her throat as she slapped her hands over her lips. She realized then how much she was rambling.
Now she regretted her actions even more when Greed didn't move, or say anything. Her chest felt like a swirling storm inside. She had considered him and Ling to be two souls in one body, but able to consider them as one person. She loved them both, even if she thought Greed wasn't the loving type. Hell, saying it was a lot different then just keeping it to herself knowing that he had cared deeply for her, but now the cards were laid out in front of them, her confession hurting her as she looked away, her hand still covering her mouth to shut herself up before she covered her entire face shaking her head in denial.
Greed moved a foot forward, but his advance to her only made Janelle move away, "Jenny…" He said her name just above her whisper, but she still only shunned him, "You're such an ass Greed…I can't believe you made me say that…" She dashed towards him and to the side when he attempted to grab her. She avoided his advance, smacking his hand away, "Don't!"
"Jane-, wait!"
"Just leave me alone!" He watched as she ran as fast as she could, her sobs leading into the shadows of the forest, the ones heading back to Central's town. He wanted to run after her, catch her to tell her what a fool he was, but unable to think of what to say, or how to show how sorry he was, he could only watch in guilt and in absolute distraught as he took in everything that had happen. He was still pissed, in rage, now shaking for everything that Bradley had taken from him.
How the hell was he suppose to stay calm when he felt so angry. With a loud frustrated growl Greed went after the trees instead, finding any tree to slash down with his shielded class. Many trees fell that day, one by one all colliding down within mere seconds of each other before loud blood raging yell shook the atmosphere causing the birds to fly away in flocks, squawking out to the afternoon blue.
She didn't know how to control it, her sobs were coming one after the other as she ran back to H.Q. passing faces that seemed to be a blur. When she ran into the elevator she pressed the button with urgency, panting, breathing hoarsely as her legs finally gave way, her eyes red, puffy and filled with tears. Her sobs were quiet even though at the moment she wanted to scream and kick everything she saw, but instead she cried as much as she could before attempting to calm herself, find some way to seem somewhat normal. She wiped her face, standing to her feet, taking a deep breath as she stood before the door, knowing that she was soon to the tunnels.
The small elevator rattled and dinged before the doors opened to her. She was looking at the floor when they did, only to see familiar feet tapping the floor. She looked up only to be smacked, hard across the face stumbling back until her head hit the back of the wall with a small grunt. She instantly fell on her ass, her back leaning against the cold metal as she tried to look up at the one who whapped her so harshly.
It was Envy, who's face was close to her as he pulled her up by her bicep, his nails digging into her skin to make her hiss, "Owe!"
"You good for nothing human! Are you trying to get yourself killed! I don't care what happens to you one way or the other, but you've had that coming since you got here! Get your ass to Father before I drag you there myself!" Unable to speak Janelle followed, still somewhat being forced to walk as she nursed her burning cheek, her tears wanting to return as they barged to the center of Father's domain.
Father was already standing, Pride levitating and swimming around his creator as they walked to the stone made throne. The blonde man's eyes were fixed on Janelle her hazelle filled with fear as she was nearly thrown at his feet, "I found this one coming through the elevator." Envy announced, almost proud of himself. Janelle had have a mind to punch the bastard to repay the favor, but being in front of Father and the grim unsettling look he was giving her, made Jenny mute, gulping back the consuming terror that was holding her chest.
Father stepped forward, kneeling down just enough to be eye to eye with the hazel girl. At first he didn't say anything, staring her down with an one of his orbs shadowed by darkness, the black only making his eye glow with red. Janelle knew what that meant, but attempted to keep her cool as silence took the room.
Then he asked, "So, again you are interfering with our plans, getting my son to remember his memories before I broke him down. Do you know what'll take me to fix everything you've undone?"
"I- ah!" She was going to explain, but the man put a strong firm grip around the Janelle's thin neck, squeezing enough to feel the apple in her throat, and hold it in between his fingertips.
Janelle was more than scared she felt her heart pounding like a mouse would to a cat about to devour it, readying herself for the kill if it were to come. She struggled against the suffocation gasping, whimpering, holding onto his arm to pulling herself up as she coughed up a little blood. Her eyes begging for air as she tried to speak. It was no use, "You've interfered with Wrath's duties, slept with my avarice son, causing trouble for Central all within a matter of months. I told you to stay out of the way, I gave you a direct order for you to behave yourself, and instead you've disobeyed me. And if Greed won't be able to be punished for this, than you will suffer for him. All for making the same mistake more than twice to cross me. That's more than other's have gotten away with."
"P…Please…Gah!" She tried to cough, but only a gagging sound came out and a red light buzzing from the man's hands, causing the girl squeak as her eyes watched the electrical lights in horror, Oh god… "I still need you until the promise day child…But I can't have you opening your mouth and causing any more mayhem. If you won't stay silent, I will make you do so." With a bright red light and a blow of a powerful wind a the light changed to purple. Then a familiar blue electrical bolts took Janelle by surprise making her scream out before a white light blinded her from the immense pain of being broken down into nothing. A loud whining sound took her ears, everything diminishing to black.
Greed wondered how long he had been wondering those streets. He strolled them for a good hour or two to gather his thoughts before heading for his duties. He needed time to give Janelle some space, considering the outburst, and words he said to her. Greed was never one to regret his actions, never one to sorry for anything, but this? He had never felt such guilt towards another. Finally finding a familiar land mark to lean against it. He put his forearm to the phone booth, the same one where he had first met Jan, remembering the way she walked up to him without fear, "What have I done?"
You screwed up that's what you did. How could you have been so careless Greed. The way you-,
"I know Ling, but she kept it away from me for days! She could've brought it up at anytime! Even when we were up in the mountains and we were lost, couldn't she have said it then?"
There was a lot going on already, and with how Janelle put it, I don't think she believed you would've take her word for it right off the bat. I mean would you? All that would've been hard for me to believe, even with the book.
"I believed her about my death what makes her think I would've changed my tune?" Ling sat there his legs and arms crossed as he seemed to have his eyes closed while he spoke, Because your own death is different from you making one. She wanted to stop you from making a terrible mistake. I don't blame her, but now you got a girl who cares about you, loves you even…
"Yeah…" He voice trailed off slightly unnerved.
Does that complicate things? Being the Avaricious and all Greed could only hear the words of the prince, pondering them and thinking of his question.
No one could see it from under his arm, but if they could they'd see his eyes lighting and his lids lowering when he thought about Janelle's words. The shamed look on her face when she said those three words. He had to admit, it terrified him, shook his core because he felt the same, and still felt guilt for the way he grabbed her, his temper and the pain getting the better of him.
That should've never happened, and Greed could only kick himself for being so rough with Janelle and not in the way he would've liked either. He smacked his head against his forearm retracing his steps back to the tunnels taking the back gates of the HQ where he made his way down the stairs and through the big winding pipes and tubes that literally covered the walls from top to bottom.
His footsteps echoed through the halls, through the entire place until his feet lead him through Father's chambers. His father seemed to be reading, aware of his return, but ignoring his presence, "Greed."
"Yeah."
"Are you aware that the girl came back on her own?"
"Yeah…We uh-, we just got separated that's all."
"Hmm…" He didn't even both to respond to him, the man just stared his son done suspiciously before returning to his reading with a more unusually calm face.
Greed didn't seem to notice the look since it seemed he always gave him that look. Now he knew why, but none the less he waited for his father to say more, but nothing came, "Ya want me to…"
"Yes, please do the girl still needs to be watch. And I will expect no more foul ups."
"Uh…Okay." Something's not right here…
Just get out of here Greed before he suspects something The prince had a point, Greed didn't need to be wasting his time with him, only with a goal in mind to hopefully get forgiveness from the girl hiding away in her room. When he reached the door he could feel his heart pounding against his ears as his hand reached for the door knob.
He touched the knob, leaning his head forward hoping to hear a noise or two. He did, only to hear sniffling behind the door. His lips spread into a longer grim frown, only feeling himself become more hesitant to open the door, before he took a deep breath and opened the door.
The door clicked, and slowly he opened it till he could pop his head in. He could Janelle sitting at the table, the back her hands wiping away the endless tears that kept coming, "Jenny…" He said her name with a tenderness, entering the door and closing it behind him, but the girl made no attempt to look up at him.
He didn't mind knowing she was probably more than just mad at him, hurt and disgusted by his actions. He would be too, but he slowly took a few steps towards the brunette, her eyes glassy, and full of sorrow. She was sad. Sadder than usual. She wasn't even sobbing, just sniffling even though her expression seemed more anguished as she finally cupped her face and respired for huffs of sorrow. It was different from all the other times she cried. Her cries were distinct from what Greed remembered them to be.
She brought her arms around her legs, hiding herself away as her body shook. She held on tight, letting Greed take in her the sight of her grievance. The glow of her luscious wavy hair only swayed down to her waist almost hitting the chair she curled in.
The avaricious rubbed the back of his head, trying to find the words he had been searching for ever since his walk home began, "Look I'm…I'm awfully sorry I got physical like that. It…It should've never…I didn't know what to do, so much was coming at me. What I am, what Wrath and pops did to me and my-…my…" He trailed off. He couldn't bring himself to say it. His lips stopped moving but the only thing his mind could think was friends, "I'm so pissed Janelle. I don't know what to do with myself. I want repay the toll that's been coming to Bradley since the day he was made. Pops too…They both have it coming. You can count on that…" His voice was full of dedication. He meant it, and he was going to make sure the two paid.
Greed then took a few more steps forward to the girl, his vessel so close to hers that if he reached out he could touch her back; but he waited, wanting to say more as the girl's sniffles could still be heard in the silence. They were just as quiet, nearly unheard by anyone else except the prince and avarice, "I'm also going to make them pay for what they did to you too. We might've not met during my time in Dublith, but I'm not letting him get away with him hurting you either." At first, Greed noticed that her sniffles had quieted down completely, the only thing heard was the sound of her moving a little in the chair. It was small, and the way she was trying to hide away in herself only made the avarice put out a hand to her back.
He thought himself a fool for trying, thinking she'd slap him away like before, again being understandably mad. But the girl didn't. Janelle stayed still, no longer shaking with a chill, but shaking from the after math of being so…Well, Greed could name a hundred things it could be, naming the obvious ones first. He led his hand up her shoulder blade, squeezing her shoulder to make sure it was okay for him to touch her.
Then he used his other hand to take the other shoulder before trying to hold the girl from around her back, "I'm sorry, alright? I know it's not enough for the way I treated you. I'm so angry that I'm not sure how to feel. My head's killing me and all I want to do is kill everyone. And take the only thing I have good in this world and keep it safe. I didn't understand how you saw everything, and…I was insensitive." He could feel the girl shaking her head, which made Greed chuckle softly to him, "Is that a no I'm not being selfish and insensitive, or no you won't forgive me?" He pulled away seeing that Janelle was sitting up a bit, hesitantly gaze up at him. Greed walked to the side, leaning down enough to cup the girls face before she clenched her teeth and sucked in some air, "Oh-, the hell?" His eyes widened when he had her look up to see the large red and purple bump on her face her eyes teary and face pained from his touch, "Jenny, your face…What happened!" She wanted to answer, but she buttoned her lips, and licked them before slowly opening her mouth.
She formed them, but nothing came out, making the girl shutter more with more tears to fill her ducts. Greed wasn't sure what to make of it at first, wondering why it was so hard for her to make words, "Janelle? What's wrong? W-Why aren't you saying anything? Come on doll, you can talk to me." Her eyes widened, and she tried to form the words more distinct this time having him catch a few, but still there was no sound. It was like she was mute.
Then it hit him, "Oh no…No, no, no." He knelt down close to the girl's leg as he took her hand tightly in his, the eyes of concern, and fear, anger too, "Jenny? I'm gonna ask a question. By answering all you have to do is nod or shake your head. Nod for yes, shake for no. Got it?" Janelle smiled the best she could, and sighed to calm her shaky nerves, "Okay…Now, be honest, did Father find out about you telling me…" She nodded, her eyes still spilling with tears, her hand reaching for her neck where there laid a small marking of someone's hand, "…That son of a bitch…" Janelle shook her head frantically getting him to breath out his nostrils before he shifted knees to keep himself focus, "Alright, fine. Then tell me this, did he…" Paused almost afraid to say. Fearful of the fact, "Did he…take anything?" Now that Greed knew how his Father really was, getting his memories back and all, Janelle knew exactly what he was talking about and where this was going.
She nodded slowly, starting to sob, again without noise which confirmed it to Greed and Ling when they noticed the dead silence. Their eyes widened and their breathes pulled back into their lungs, This can't be happening…Not Janelle…
"Damn it, Pride must've still been in ear shot of us to know what she said." Greed rubbed his face of the frustration, almost wanting to strike the table next to them, but he resisted, not wanting to scare the girl more than she already was.
They figured she was still valuable enough to keep, but they still needed to find a way to keep her quiet until… Ling couldn't finish, his voice frightful and fraught.
"Until the promise day. Shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit." Greed began to pace his head swimming and diving further into Janelle's predicament, I can't believe he did this to her. This Father guy is a monstrosity…There's nothing that will make up for what he's done! Twice this man's been involved in hurting Janelle, and now…this! We should've came back sooner! Ling's fist were as white as ghosts, his eyes opened and brows narrowed with built of rage. He felt helpless, his love unable to speak, mute, and more helpless that being incapacitated. He could only imagine what she was thinking, what she wanted to say. How would they communicate? The chi was helpful but it only explained her physical wellbeing, or her location, but not how she felt.
"There's no mistake about that. He is gonna pay." Greed stopped pacing looking to the girl who held her head in her hands, breathing softly, obviously worn and exhausted, her face looking to the table more than the avarice, "Jenny? Jenny, look at me." She hesitated, her eyes shifting closer and closer in his direction, until he began to walk up to her, his eyes filled with a softness she had never seen in his eyes. They seemed hurt, filled with a built of frustration that wanted to let go. Like an animal in a cage ready to roar and lash out on the world if he didn't make things right.
But, he walked up to Janelle and knelt down to grab the arms of the chair she was in, bringing his hands to her frozen thighs, "God you're freezing…" He didn't waste any time grabbing a blanket and covering the girl from her back to the front. He ran his fingers under her hair to get it out from underneath the fabric, their contact close, and nearly face to face the only thing that seem to warm her. She glancing up at the avarice, a small smile before she looked down to wipe her face of the stains, "There. Better doll?" Jan nodded softly, sniffling back whatever was stuffing her nose. Then she sneezed. Twice.
Greed hummed seeing how red her nose was as she laid her head on her knees looking up at him to hold up the swollen cheek to him, "How bad is it?" She look at him clueless and curious, "Your cheek." She shrugged to him giving him a sour look, indicating that it was indeed sore, "You want any cold ice? A cold cloth? Something?" Janelle shook her and softly bowed head, thanking him which is what he gathered making him smirk up at the girl before he tugged at her calf, inviting her to let her legs down so he could caress the slightly warmed skin, massaging the muscle to heat it even more. She was shaky, unsure about his touch, because of earlier.
She knew he was an ass, but she wasn't about to hold a grudge against him when Janelle already knew getting him to remember all those painful memories was going to get her into trouble. But she loved him. She loved him enough that she would've lost her voice to keep him safe. Anything to prevent Father and the others plans to destroy anyone in their path. That wasn't valuable to their cause. It always came to the top of her mind, that these people weren't just characters anymore, she couldn't think that after being here, in front of them, feeling the sharp intruding slice of a blade slipping into her skin like butter. She had never been so close to certain death until coming here, making her mind think differently about, nearly everything she did. It stressed her but she was going to keep it together as long as she could, until her mind was nothing but rubble if that's what it took.
Finally feeling the spark of hope light her eyes, Janelle kept her eyes on Greed looking at his distant gaze, and hard expression, his eyes still full of that guilt as he touched her flesh. Her knee cap where he had grabbed her. He leaned forward kissing it in various places to make Janelle's eyes fall mystified, and her lips to spread into a wider smile as she put a hand to shoulder, wishing he wouldn't do that. He knew he was sorry, but he kissed her like a beaten dog licking its wounds. She felt terrible, sympathy for his own despairs. Yet, he still couldn't see the hope like she could at the moment, and for now, all he wanted was to make up for all the yelling and the fighting. For what he said to her, "I was careless Jenny…It'll never happen again…" It was an oath he would intend to keep, rubbing her hip as he lifted himself in between her legs.
Janelle spread them wider watching the humanoid slide up her front, his chest reaching her stomach and further up to he reached her chest, his pectorals pressed to her breast sensually while his hands were keeping up by caressing them up her sides until they reached around crisscrossing over her shoulder blades.
The blanket almost fell to the contact, but Greed caught it, making sure that his body heat and the comforter would warm her up. His eyes focused on hers, the hazel's he had been anxious to look into, the doughy beauty mix of green, brown and gold only made the avarice study them longer, his lips become dry as he swallowed, feeling that odd pull at the inside of his stomach, again a jolt enveloping his heart to make it beat out of rhythm. In a good way.
His lips widen into a simple smirk, light and tender, unlike the signatures, or when he was being mischievous. Suddenly a small humming chuckle left him, his eyes shifting back and forth between both of her eyes, one being darker than the other from the lighting in the room.
He leaned in slowly, almost actually afraid to kiss her, his conscience still getting the best of him until Janelle brought her hands up between his arms, his chest, his collarbone and neck until she reached the sides of his face, turning her head enough to bring her to his in a soft kiss.
Greed's pupils shrunk when the scent of her reached his nose. The chill of her lips brought him to sigh shakily, his nails digging tenderly into her ribs when he grunted into her mouth, his lips warming hers in an instant. She pulled away just enough to shift her head to the other side, this time slipping the tip of her tongue between his lips to make him groan, and press himself into the her. When she licked at his bottom lip making him quiver, making him force his tongue in for more than just a small taste, curling his tongue to bring hers out more, getting her to press into him hard and kiss him deeply. Their muscles swirled around the others not a fit of dominance but in nothing but pure passion. The sound of their lips smacking and Greed's soft muffled noises being the only thing that bounced off the walls.
The avaricious gave one quick tight squeeze and a long groan before he pulled away licking his lips, catching his breath as he leaned his head to the girl's, her eyes closed as his admired her calm expression, her face nearly glowing as she slowly opened his eyes to him. He gradually brought the tip of his nose to the brunette's and kiss her lips softly one last time before shaking his head at her, "I want to spend a little more time with ya beautiful, but I got to go do those rounds before pride comes barging in here. I don't want to cause you any more trouble than you're already in." He studied the swollen cheek, observing the lump one of his brothers had created.
He never remembered Father ever lifting a finger to smack a anybody, so that only left Wrath or Envy to be the last two obvious choices. But he wasn't going to mention that now, reminding himself that some wounds needed to heal first before he could ask.
The feel of her hands gripped his shoulders hard, her fingers shaky as they curled into her palm and into his coat. He could see the look in her eyes the gaze of fear filling them, "Hey, don't worry. I'll be back before you know it. Just…Get some rest, and put something on that cheek of yours, or I'll have to nurse you back to health myself. I don't think you want me to do that. I'm…Not exactly one to heal a person." Feeling her hand smack against his shoulder, and her brows knitting, he could see that she didn't like the comment he made, and he chuckled looking at the flat face she was making at him, "It just was a joke babe relax." Her face relaxed and her lips gave a bashful smile to him before she kissed his nose, and let him pull away with reluctance, "Anyway, take a shower, a nap, listen to your music, anything to keep you busy until I come back." His eyes shifted to her cheek wanting to reach out and nurse Jenny's wound, but knew it probably only harm her if he did.
And he had done more than his share of that already, "I'll bring an ice pack too, to help reduce some of that swelling." Janelle could only smile, giving a small nod in response, his hand grabbing for hers and laying a single feverish kiss on the top of her knuckles, "Alright, just stay out of sight. There should be no trouble. I don't want anything else happening while I'm away. Got me? Or I won't be able to control what I do next." Knowing his worries, he didn't have to say it twice for Janelle to give a quick nod, acknowledging it.
Greed smirked, his eyes and brows seeming benevolent as he patted her hand and squeezed it fervently, "Good girl." With that, the avarice pulled away slowly, almost not wanting to leave her again, paranoid that something would go wrong while he was away, but he had a chimera to find.
Jan had made mention of him meeting Bido again, and he wasn't going to miss his chance if it was today. So he knew he had to, he was only glad Janelle could be so strong for him as she watched him leave, her hand that held gripping onto the blanket around her chest, a small smile still planted on her face until he was completely out the door, his eyes not leaving hers until the door clicked shut.
Now, Janelle was alone, her heart pounding, and mind still in tact enough to make a decision to bath from today's training. She dropped the blanket from her shoulders, getting up to walk to her bag. She pulled out a bra and brief panties, both black and simple, nothing specific, and too wound up from the events, her mind a blizzard storm while her lips stayed closed, and mute. She also snatched up her blue and green plaid shorts and purple spaghetti strap to go cover up the undergarments.
When she got to the bathroom she set the clothes on the counter, walking to the shower to get the water ready. While the water warmed she relieved herself of the fabrics she wore, and placed herself into the hot welcoming shower. Her back, shoulders, biceps and all around…Everywhere ached when she stretched to wet her hair, soaking herself down to wash away the dirt from her skin. She made sure that soaking lasted, not caring how long she was in there as long as when she walked out, Greed would be back.
She felt uneasy being alone now, afraid that if she made one last mistake they would surely kill her for being more of a bother than a helper. She wasn't going to do them any favors, but to stay silent and out of the way was probably for the best, until she could leave with Greed and Bido.
Just the thought of them leaving made her anxious, terrified, relieved, all of it. Her heart was pounding against her chest as she washed it, working her way down still she reached her feet. When she did, she sat her bottom on the ground and scrubbed them until they were nearly polished. After that, she didn't move, she just laid there in the heat of the water, feeling the pressure of the nozzle caress the soreness of her muscles, she even positioned her chest against the wall and leaned her sore cheek against the icy beige tiles.
Her breath was steady, content at the feel of the frozen granite cooling the injury. She propped herself on her knees, putting both her hands to the wall, dropping the bath sponge from her hands as she leaned herself more against her support, her ice pack for the mean time until Greed came back. That's all she could think about, shaking and lightly panting as she hugged the wall, pressing her cheek against the cold more. She knew she could speak his name, but her lips still moved as her mind called out for him.
It was just like before, silence, isolation, the sound of footsteps echoing the empty tunnels of Central. 2 hours of this crap and Greed had searched high and low for that damn chimera Janelle talked about. But nothing came up, "Crap, maybe it wasn't today then. This stinks."
What're your plans Greed? We can't just sit here under your Fathers thumb, he'll eventually find some kind of flaw in you getting your memories back, and when that happens-
"It won't. The moment we get this lizard I'm telling his ass to get out of here, and over to the phone booth. It's not far from, it's convenient, and it'll be easy to slip away." He sounded solid about the plan as his eyes scanned the same tubes he had been follow for god knew how long. It was starting to drive him nuts. At one point the thought he had gotten lost, but it was just the stress playing trick on him. When he knew the close was clear he huffed flicking his bangs out of his face, And that's your plan
"You got a better idea? I'm still trying to collect my sanity here."
Just concentrate on the goal then. One goal. To escape. We'll wait for our opportunity.
"Thanks for repeating what I just said." The avaricious shook his head trying to shake off the annoyance trying to just remember to just keep walking back to the room. So, do you think Bido will tell you anything about your past?
"He better. I got my memories back but that doesn't mean that he's not going to explain himself for coming down here. He's an idiot for even trying it. Now all I know is that we're between a rock and a hard place." His thoughts took him back to what Janelle told him, about him killing him, unable to fathom it in his head while he strolled along a large bundle of tubes put together, and jumped to the other side of it to make it to the main door way, stopping when his hand reached the knob.
His mind shifted to an idea, one that would help Greed understand where and how Janelle could get her voice back. His head lifted like a light bulb had gone off, "Ling."
Yeah
"Edward would have an idea on how Janelle could get her voice back, right?"
It's not a bad start, but let's think about that when we get back to the room. Janelle might want to hear what you have to say too
"Right. Right." Looking down at his hand wrapped around the door, he pushed the heavy door ajar, strolling back without a word to Father, there eyes not meeting each other as the avarice pretend not to noticed his creators stare. He knew exactly why the old man burned holes into him, watching his every move. Greed could only be glad that Pride was off doing other things to be around and stalk them. Bido better make an appearance soon or two things are going to happen. Three if our luck runs out Greed answer, only kept walking till he reached the room, closing the door and locking it behind him before he turned around with his back to the door.
He turned around sighing deeply as he closed his eyes, listening to the sudden sound of running water. He figured the girl would've after today, and walked over to the door knocked on it, then entered cautiously to watch a wave of clouded steam escape into the room as he widened the door, "Janelle? I'm back. How's the shower coming?" He knew she couldn't answer, so he decided to make sure she was alright before heading back to the room, but when he pulled the glass door open, the avaricious eyes darted down to the corner of the shower to find the brunette curled up with her back to the hot water that was still hitting her back, her wounded cheek towards the wall as if she had fallen asleep trying to use the wall as an ice pack for the mean time until he returned. Crap, I forgot the ice pack
Greed didn't waste time, he turned off the faucet, grabbing the nearest towel to wrap the girl in it, and then cradled her into his arms, her head laying on his shoulder and he carried her towards the bed, sitting her up right to get her to breath out heavily, as if she was trying to groan but couldn't only the sound of her breathing slowly returning docile as she wrapped her naked arms around his neck, snuggling into him seeming to fall back to sleep when she did, the warmth of his body heating hers.
Greed just watched, her button nose pointed down while her eyes remained closed and relaxed, her chest moving up and down so softly as the heavy slumber seemed to be the only thing that kept her down.
The avarice smiled a little, unable to help himself before ruffling through the girl's close, forgetting around the bra and only shifting her around to put on her shirt.
She seemed move to the action, even slightly open her eyes to him, but her mind was still gone, unable to concede what he was doing, feeling his warm hand at her back as the towel feel to the bed, his other pulling the shirt down between her breast to conceal her perks.
To Greed, the mere brush of her softened skin was enough to make his body hot, his abdomen tingle and rattle as he continued on with pulling on her underwear through her limp legs. When he got to her thighs, he gripped her lower half to lift her up enough and slide the material up and over her rump.
Janelle's hands gripped his back, inhaling a breath as she lifted her head to meet his gaze with her heavy sleep ones. Again he smirked at her, attending snuggling on her panties before stopping at the rim, looking at girl's rosy cheeks, and glossy hazels as she looked from him to his hands, finding one of his hands had loosened from panties to her hips, causing her body to shiver as she leaned into his body and embraced him tightly, her mind coming to terms that it wasn't a dream.
His warmth and feel of an arm wrapping around her as she pulled him down on top of her, "J-Jenny-, oof. Come on doll this isn't…" She pressed her lips to his, nuzzling his nose with his as she kissed him deeply, needing it and forcing entry in such a way that it left Greed almost breathless, "Hey-, now you…mm, listen to me…" She didn't want to listen, still groggy from sleep, but hot and sensitive from knowing Greed was so close; she could smell the attractive musk coming from his clothes, the scent of his skin and feel of his hands touching her still even though he wanted her to stop.
Janelle wrapped her arms around his neck continuing to peck his lips, slipping her tongue skillfully into his mouth until their muscles combined, causing Greed to groan, finding it harder to resist the kiss and the heat of the girl's now warmed flesh sliding and pressing against his, her feet gliding against the mattress, "Stop it…" His voice wavered and his body trembled, the feel of his member pulsing when he fit himself between Janelle's smooth legs, and rubbed himself against her, her mouth gaping at the sensation.
Greed could only assume she attempted to moan, seeing the pink scattering across her cheek bones and smiled when her eyes met his, her lip biting hers now when he pulled away. He couldn't restrain it, the feel of her lips, her silent cry, and adorable rosy face made him crazy. He began to feel light headed, his heart pounding against his chest more than he had ever known it could. His body shook with anxiousness, and his mind felt like it was running a mile a minute. All he wanted was her right now, all he desired was Janelle's touch, and affection, the way she would sooth his dire crave to annihilate anything that moved. Anything that made him tense, and anything that made him feel like he wasn't himself.
It was only her that could calm him. Make him feel something other than the need to kill.
Hell, he needed anything to make his head from hurting. The aftermath was numbing his temples, and the only thing that really aided in his recovery was her. Corny, but it was really helping, making Greed lead a hand into the girl's soft damp hair, scrunching it in a bunch as he felt her knees pulling him in between her legs, his invitation taken as he gripped her hips with both hands, and shoved himself hard against her, the friction increasing the heat, and moistness beginning to gather between her legs.
She gripped onto his shoulders for support, trying to hold back another expression of pleasure, but biting her bottom lip didn't help that factor. Greed could see her cheeks getting redder and her eyes tightly closed when he enforced the action. He smirked before shoving his tongue in the girl's mouth before moving his right hand over her pelvis, exploring her lower half while the other slid up her side to find her left breast.
Janelle's mouth parted a bit, but just enough for her to retract and turn her face away. An honest mistake on her part. With her soft spot exposed Greed licked his upper lip and dived into the crook of her neck with his adrenaline rushing the moment he felt Janelle's pulse spike, her limbs and spine jittering at his scrape.
The hand on her pelvis found it's way down her covered center, feeling just the edge where it dipped off into her clit, keeping his middle finger at bay by staying on the outline of her slit, her pelvic obviously grinding into him as he continued to give her small teases until she shivered. Her face turned from side to side, trying not to make eye contact just in case he saw what he was truly doing to her.
But she couldn't help it the moment their eyes connected. His bright violet eyes only got Janelle to bite her lip feeling the pit of her stomach drop to her pelvis and throb hard enough to make her hot and bothered.
Greed seemed to noticed her constant pattern of needing to bite her voluptuous labella when she moaned or even more so when he stared, and if his assumption was correct, when she wanted to say something. Her eyes and his looked from one beautiful iris to the next.
Janelle's breath shuttered, her teeth chattering as she spread her legs out more, feeling his hand start to release his belt and pants, to pull out his already stiffened member.
Jen knew it was coming feeling the heat arise between the both of them. She could feel the thick head of his tip placed against her covered area, the touch caused Greed to groan, and pull the girl shirt up with a quick tug to give him that view he indulged in. He leaned in, getting mouth full of her breast before sucking and licking her nipple. It was already hard, but the moment he tongue touched it, Jan arched her mouth tightly shutting as she felt everything his mouth began to do.
The shivers he was sending through with his mouth, along with his tip pressing against her now soaking underwear, Janelle had no choice but to grab the pillow behind her, only one had holding onto his back for dear life as he shifted his pelvis, and thrust his hips hearing the girl gasp and tighten her grip against Greed and the pillow, "Mm, it feels like my head is melting just by rubbing the fabric." He rubbed harder, grinding their hips to make the girl press against his mouth more, her eyes nearly tearing from the strong hard feel of his exposed bulge slipping against her clit. If only she could feel his skin, he was so close but still so far away, all she wanted was the feel of him rocking into her.
She could barely stand it, the heat of him teasing her entrance until she felt him throb. She felt like she would melt away. Just then he stopped, pulling away enough just to literally rip the underwear from the girl's side, but not completely tearing it from her waist. The action startled her causing her to gasp, looking into those hungry glowing eyes of his as he reached for his jacket, removing it, and then his shirt, tossing it to the side of the bed onto the floor.
Jan didn't waste her time running her hands up his stomach, watching his stomach move with her fingers until she reached his chest. She slid over the peculiars and over his shoulders, until Greed hunched over growling as he positioned himself, poking the head of his cock at her tiny slit rubbing the soft wet sensitive flesh to make her labium suck him in close to her burning hole. He could already see her legs shaking in anticipation, expecting the entry to come soon. His head leaned close to hers, but just enough to where he could see her expression.
He even made sure to tell her so when he licked the shell of her ear, hearing a small resisted whimper. At least what would've been one, "Since I won't be able to hear your sweet noises, I'll have to watch your face very carefully. Make sure I'm fucking you right." He kissed her hard, forcing his tongue into her mouth before he shoved himself inside with a long delighted groan. He need it. He needed this, and his body reacted to her soft warm sleeve. He wanted to thrust inside her already, but locked his hips from doing so, slowly but surely inching his way into her core, watching her mouth open and pull back as she hiss and gasped at the feel of him scrapping against her walls, his insertion torturous and painful to say the least.
Janelle arched up enough for Greed to slip his hands under her hips, letting his cock get full access into her womb, the mere brush of it making the girl flush.
She almost seemed delirious by the way she was shaking her head at him, moving it back and forth as her chest rose and fell to an harmonious beat her heart was pulsing to. Greed could barely contain his movements, his breath just as shaky as hers when he pulled out of her soaking hole and just as breathless when he slid back in with just as much ease and slowness.
Greed wasn't one to be gentle, but with Janelle he could make an exception, she was his after all, and he wanted to treat his possession with delicacy. She was wounded, and sore, he didn't want to hurt her too much, and felt a needy desire to really feel her. If not just this once. To know how truly hot she was before he would ravish her, how truly mad she was for him as she scratched down the center of his chest.
He groaned at the friction of her finger nails abrading the outline of his muscles skin. Greed almost lost his slow pace for a moment feeling hips instinctively buck his swelling cock into the girl, feeling her nails dig into his stomach now until she scratched her nails around his waist, placing her hands upon the side of his torso to brush her fingers against him, letting his body squirm to the feel of her tease.
Janelle could already feel herself tightening and loosening around him, her own vessel begging for more. Her eyes showed it to him as well, her face in pure bliss and pain all at the same time, Greed could tell that if he didn't start making a quicker pace soon, she'd die without it. Or so she would feel like. And the avarice didn't want that. He wanted Janelle to be more than alive, and when he started to move a little faster, he leaned back a little more to place his thumb at the girl's clit causing her to latch and convulse around his cock, "God Jen keep sucking me in like that…" She tried to moan but it was no use. Janelle could only pant weakly almost unable to take the teasing for much longer. She just wanted to feel his hard thrusts carrying her body to its final peak of ecstasy, "You're ready aren't you? I can feel how drenched you are. My cock's just slipping inside of you so easily."
She really wished he'd stop talking, her body was hurting, her core throbbing so hard she felt that she would tear up and go crazy if he didn't give her want she wanted, "Does it hurt? Do you ache beautiful?" She attempted to say his name, but again she could only silently lip it to him. He caught it but leaned over the girl like before, his face mere inches away from hers so he could watch her expression change as he picked up the pace.
It started a slow pace, escalating faster, and harder, puncturing her core until Janelle's face was a red as a rose, her breast and entire body bouncing to his speedy rhythm. The painful release was eased greatly, the feel of Janelle's hands currying at the middle of his back as he moved inside her swiftly. The only thing was the sound of pants, Greed's groans, and the sound of their thighs smacking against the other while the bed continued to creek and bang against the cemented wall behind them.
Janelle could barely keep her eyes open, her head was swimming and her heart felt like it was about to burst while her body drown in flames of euphoria, she could barely stand the roughness as she grit her teeth at him, biting her lips before letting her face fall in bliss when he hit her spot just right, "Ah, right there, huh?" He pressed his lips against her throat, letting his voice vibrate off her neck, "Want me to hit it again?" She nodded kneading at his skin to give him a yes. He listened, smirking as he watched her face distort, her eyes trying their hardest to stay open every time she felt a new wave of convulsions tempted her, but Greed watching her, making sure she did just that, watching her lips button, and gape again, each time her face becoming more adorable, and more irresistible that just the mere look was making Greed thicker. They both could feel it, the faster and deeper the thrusts, the more the avarice wanted to explode in the brunette, her body seeming to ache for his, to crave him filling her like he had done so many times before.
Janelle could barely contain her body's final push to send her close to her end. She shook her head at Greed, pulling him closer to him while her legs got a better grip on his, feeling his cock reach further and further into her womb, "There it is, that's the face….You're almost there. Come on, give it to me. Give me that sweet release." She only shivered her pants taking the air heavily, her teeth finding his exposed neck to feel his member beat inside. He hissed and wrapped his arms around the girl upper back and her right leg, bring her slender appendage over his arm, bringing her up just enough to get in deep.
He began to become forceful, watching the girl's body tick with each time he thrust, his tip hitting her g-spot with each brutal encounter, "Ngh…" Greed puffed out his chest, pushing himself more into Janelle as her eyes had finally gave way, her own climax powerful and breathless.
Greed could feel his region tightening, his thrusts becoming more desperate. His cock throbbed against her restricting walls, her hot sleeve so welcoming and warm that all he could do was return the favor with a sweet pounding before giving his release with a soft groan, his voice humming when he felt him fill her. Her tummy full of his thick hot mass, and by the look on Janelle's face she could feel it too, gasping back when she felt how much he was spilling into her..
When he was finished, he slowly pulled out, kissing Janelle's as if she was a breath of fresh air, moaning at the taste of her sweetened cavern. Greed meshed his lips with hers making sure to feel out her lips with all his might before he pulled away, his head gently rubbing against hers as he looked into her eyes, seeing the small content smile on her face before her lids fell heavily, her face falling into a deep slumber, her body reaching its limit and down for the count.
The avarice couldn't help but laugh to himself trying to resist from bursting out, and chuckled into the girl's neck, licking her neck thinking how adorably cute it was to watch her fall back to sleep after Greed had happily ravished her. He couldn't blame her for being exhausted, knowing that today had been a total not-so-stress-free day. The only thing that seemed to ease them was there time now, and on the hill. That hill was their own little slice of tranquility. Well, almost. Today might've not been the best of days but it was nice to get out and kick back to enjoy each other's company.
Greed could only think of today's events, the goods only, making sure to keep himself in somewhat of a good mood as he pulled out of the girl, hearing a small shake gasp come from her before she nuzzled the side of her head into the pillow. The avarice took that opportunity to move out from between her legs, and move to the side of her, and laid his body comfortably against hers.
He fixed her shirt, and laid his head against her chest, his arms wrapped around her till Greed had Janelle's back spooned to his front, his lips close to her ear as he closed his eyes and tried hard to fall asleep.
Hours passed, time ticking clock-wise while the two slumbered through dinner. They didn't seem to care though, they had plenty of time before Greed would have to leave and patrol again. They just hoped the next day would be their chance to find Bido and get the hell out of there for good.
In the silent room, and through out the night, Greed could slightly hear the sound of soft coughing every now and again, thinking it was just his imagination.
Little did he know, the morning was to bring only the inevitable.
Next - Chapter 15: Banana Splits & Notebooks
