FINAL CHAPTER AT LAST!!! Just like I usually do, I'm gonna give a quick shout out to the person who manages to make me smile with every review they post. Thank you indigo's ocean for all your undying support. You've always had a sweet word for me. Also, many thanks to Black Haiyate for sticking with me and being there for every story I've managed to crank out. Let me just tell all of you, who have done the wonderful thing of adding my story to your favorites list or watching myself as an author, I couldn't be here without you. I wouldn't be able to find my inspiration to finish anything. Thank you all, for all your wondrous comments and supportive…everything!
Ok, enough with the mush. I'm sure I know why you're all here, so I'll get to it. You may find that it's a bit more drama than humor at this point…but it's hard for me to get out of the drama angle. :P Here it is; the outrageously long (at least for me) last chapter of Alcohol and Love.
Envy was awoken by a knocking on his door. Cursing under his breath, he got to his feet, checked that he was still in disguise, and moved to open the door. It was probably just Sloth with his papers anyway. She could have waited for morning, the inconsiderate woman.
Pulling the door open, all the vicious comments he'd prepared died on his lips. Instead of Sloth, or even some lowly soldier playing delivery boy, there was Ed. The chibi's normally braided hair was loose, falling in golden waves across his shoulders. No coat – or even black jacket – covered the alchemist's usually hidden black tank top. Forget the vicious ones; ever word Envy knew had died.
"Can I come in?" Fullmetal asked, eyes elsewhere.
The homunculus gathered his hormonally scattered thoughts and saluted quickly. "Of course sir!" he replied. After all, Ed couldn't have known it was him.
Ed continued to keep his eyes averted as he walked in, shutting the door behind him. For a moment, an awkward silence fell between them, broken only by Envy's occasional shuffling. Then, practically out of nowhere, Ed threw his arms around Envy's neck and kissed the stunned homunculus forcefully. So much for chibi-chan not knowing.
Caught off guard, Envy hadn't been ready for the extra weight and stumbled backwards. The shape shifter's right hand groped frantically behind him in search for some means of stability while his left hand held the alchemist in place. Unfortunately, the desk – which had been the only piece of furniture close enough to have helped – was to his left, and both Envy and Ed hit the floor, hard.
Envy gasped sharply, breaking the kiss off as he stifled a cry of pain. On the other hand, Ed nuzzled against Envy, wrapping his arms tightly about the homunculus.
"Drop the disguise," the alchemist breathed next to Envy's ear. "I saw the form you chose when you left this afternoon."
Ok, so this was now officially getting really weird. Since when did Ed make the advances? Since when did he, Envy, feel helpless and flustered? And since when did this sickening feeling of guilt torment him like it was? He hadn't even initiated this one! Why did he feel bad?!
Shifting back to his more androgynous appearance, Envy muttered, "Ne, chibi-chan, what are you doing?" He hated being the one asking that question.
Ed sighed and rested his head on Envy's chest. "I need to ask you something," the alchemist answered, "And, well, maybe I should have asked before we wound up on the floor."
"No, really?" Envy snorted derisively.
"Shh!" Ed scolded, "If I don't say this now, I never will, and I'll hate myself forever for it. I…I just need to know that…that you're serious."
Envy was still confused, but refrained from vocalizing said confusion. He didn't particularly like being 'shh'-ed. It was demeaning. So the shape shifter settled on staying quiet.
The alchemist continued, clearly undaunted by Envy's silence and words seeming to come easier. "Al and I talked about…us well after you left. And it occurred to me that this – that what we have or do or whatever – could just be some twisted game. I need to know that what you're doing is you, not the others."
Envy couldn't bring himself to say anything. He had to lie, he knew that. If he didn't, the plan was shot. But something stopped him. It was as if, with Ed lying so vulnerably on top of him, all of Envy's clever lies and heartless tales had hitched in his throat. All the homunculus could manage was to lick nervously at his dry lips.
"That's what I thought," Ed scoffed bitterly, getting to his feet, "This whole thing has just been another one of your disgusting attempts to manipulate me. Well I'm not biting."
Was that pain Envy heard in the chibi's voice? Why? And why did it hurt the homunculus so much?
But Ed carried on, managing to choke out one final threat. "Now get out before I kill you. You know I know how."
Envy scrambled to his feet and stumbled after Ed, catching the retreating alchemist's shoulder. "Chibi, wait," he said before thinking.
The alchemist spun around, automail flashing to life as it was transmuted into Ed's favored blade. The weapon nicked Envy's throat, drawing a thin cut that bled slowly. Ed's golden eyes were liquid fury, pain all too evident. And that pain wrenched at something deeply unfamiliar to Envy; his conscience.
"I said get out," Ed snarled, his blade held dangerously close to the shape shifter's throat.
Ignoring the imminent threat to his life, Envy did something he'd never done before. He told the truth; all of it. "Listen to me, ok?" the homunculus retorted, "Yes, what I did last night was because of the others. I got wasted and wound up doing a lot of stupid things. And yes, the reason I'm here now is to con you into making a Philosopher's Stone for us. I'd never even fathomed doing anything like this to or with you. Never. It was all someone else's idea." Envy then grabbed Ed's metal arm, ignoring the cutting pain that shot through his slender hand, and pulled the alchemist into a fiery kiss, pouring out passion Envy didn't know he had. As they broke apart and Envy gave Ed's soft lips one final lick, the homunculus whispered, "But that was entirely my doing. And so is everything to come."
"Don't screw with me," Ed mumbled, attempting to retain his anger, "I'm just a pawn to you. You're just using me."
Running his hand through Fullmetal's hair, Envy kissed Ed's throat with every word he breathed. "Not anymore," he purred, "And never again." All the pain – the sorrow – that the homunculus had seen in Edward's face had destroyed Envy's hateful barriers, had torn down all of his emotional walls, and left him feeling raw and exposed. He'd fallen in love. Ever one of those foreign feelings, those emotions he'd ignored, those moments he hadn't understood, were leading him to this. And for this feeling, Envy was willing to throw everything away. To Hell with the plan; to Hell with the others; to Hell with Dante; to Hell with it all. All that mattered was this moment.
Ed gasped and gave in, the blade altering back into the young man's right hand. The alchemist tilted his head back and held Envy tight, as if to let go was to die. Envy swept Ed up in his arms, carrying Fullmetal to the bed, all the while kissing at the chibi's flushed face. As the fell back onto the comforters, the homunculus made short work of Ed's shirt and pants, leaving the alchemist in not but those adorable boxers. However, as Envy went to shift away his own clothing, Ed bit down on the shape shifter's shoulder, successfully distracting Envy with the sudden shot of pleasure and pain.
"No cheating this time," Ed panted, dragging his lips across Envy's, "This time, I take your clothes."
Envy blushed, but didn't argue. Ed had never been so eager before, and it was really quite the turn on. The homunculus surrendered his clothing to Fullmetal's nimble hands, groaning low in his throat as the alchemist keenly teased each newly exposed area of skin with his fingers. As Ed finished, Envy snaked his tongue into his chibi's mouth, pleasure racing through his body when Ed eagerly partook. However, as they parted to breathe, the phone began to ring.
Ed stared at Envy and then the phone and then back again. Licking his kiss swollen lips, the alchemist mumbled, "You should answer that."
Snorting in mild disgust, Envy answered the phone irritably. "Who is this?" He sounded like Lust.
"It's me Envy," Sloth's calm voice responded, not at all bothered by Envy's angered tone, "I have your paperwork ready."
Envy paused for a moment before smiling. "Forget the paperwork," the homunculus answered, "And forget the plan. Actually, you know what? Forget it all. Just pretend like it never happened. I'm done." And with that, Envy not only hung up the phone, but disconnected it as well.
"That was the other homunculi, wasn't it?" Ed asked, frowning slightly.
Kissing Ed fondly, the shape shifter whispered, "Who cares?" Envy then moved his lips down Ed's throat, along the alchemist's collarbone, and across his chibi's chest. Latching his long fingers on the elastic of Ed's boxers, Envy tugged suggestively at them and purred, "Now, where were we?"
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Sloth stared in subtle disbelief at the dead phone in her hand. Had Envy really just hung up on her? How rude.
"So?" Lust inquired, one dark eyebrow raised.
Sighing heavily, Sloth returned the phone to its rightful place before she responded. "He says to forget it all and that 'he's done'."
"You owe me fifty dollars, Sloth," Lust smiled.
The homunculus in question pouted slightly as she dug in her purse on the table before them. "I don't think this should count," Sloth complained softly, handing Lust the money, "He never said he was."
"Oh? So you think he's just staying and disregarding everything for fun?"
Sloth sighed. "I really didn't think this would happen."
Tucking away the money, Lust beamed, "We just have to accept it. Envy's in love."
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