A/N: Well, here is the second chapter. I got six reviews more than I thought I was going to get. I give Yaoi-cookies to everyone, even those who didn't comment but were nice enough to favorite my story. I loves you all very much. You boosted my emo mind. Envy will finally make his appearance in this chapter! I am so excited. No flames. They will be wasted on me. Really.

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On with it!

Chapter 2- With Eyes Wide Shut

Ed stomped into Central and walked straight to Roy's office, not bothering to think of anything else at the moment. Al was hurrying after him but quickly pulled up short to stop at Hawkeye's desk. Ed shook his head and approached the closed door. 'Please don't yell at me…' He raised his hand to knock when the door opened, a pissed-off Roy Mustang staring down at him.

"So…" Roy started, eyebrow twitching, "you felt that you didn't need to come yesterday, is that it?"

Ed sucked in a breath, trying not to seem scared. 'This is why I didn't come yesterday, you bastard. No matter what I do…you're never happy…'

"I didn't feel well if you're that concerned about me," Ed remarked, almost testing Roy.

Roy turned away from Ed and stalked back to his desk, fuming. "I wanted you here to brief you so that you could get out of my hair. But of course…you never listen to orders! I told you to be here whether you wanted to be or not! It does not concern you what you feel like at the time. All that matters is this mission…which needed to be completed as soon as you were back! Now would you like to attempt at an excuse or…"

Ed tried not to tremble, quickly making a fist to divert his attention. 'I always cause you grief, don't I?' He gazed off to his left, not meeting Roy's angry eyes. "Um…I…" His mind came up blank, scaring him. He ended up saying the only logical thing he could think of. "Forget it," he sighed.

Roy's eyebrow arched, curious at the turn of events. "Forget it, hmm? That will be very hard to do, FullMetal. Now if you're done trying to make short excuses, sit down and let me tell you about your new mission."

Roy clasped his hands and rested his chin on them, smiling. 'Let's see what he says to that…'

Ed turned his attention back to Roy before sitting down on the black couch that was set back against the wall. "That was a short excuse, wasn't it, Sir?" Ed half-heartedly laughed, eyes looking at the floor. "So, what is this mission about? I have to go away again, don't I?"

Roy's mouth opened in surprise. No sound came out of his mouth as he blinked, staring at Ed as if he had grown a tail. He coughed into his hand to try to regain some of his composure. "Um…FullMetal, are you feeling alright?"

Ed looked up at Roy in shock. "Yes. Why wouldn't I be?" He unconsciously clutched the bag of food still present in his pocket.

Roy's eyes narrowed, trying to see through the lie. But, nothing showed except for Ed's nervousness at being scrutinized. "Nothing," he sighed. 'What's wrong with me? I could've sworn that Ed…'

"Sir?" Ed asked, trying not to appear too anxious.

Roy came back to his senses and gazed at Ed. "Your new mission…well…you're going to be collecting information on a certain person, reporting back to me what you find of course."

"Wait…" Ed cut off. "I don't collect information. I don't collect anything. I just get the bad guy. That's what my job is. I wouldn't even know what you would consider information from obvious insight. No. I'm not doing this."

A queasy feeling flooded through Ed as he stood up and walked toward the door. 'I don't want to know them…any of them…when they're alive…never again…they always die when I come around…I don't want that anymore.'

"FULLMETAL!"

Ed stopped dead in his tracks. His hand hovered over the knob to the office, just wishing that it could descend the few extra inches and be free. Ed closed his eyes and tried not to listen to the voices swimming through his ears. He exhaled and turned back to Roy, hiding his edginess the best he could.

"What, Mustang?"

Ed's curt tone made Roy bite back a growl. 'Insubordinate little bastard…'

"Sit back down and listen to me fully if you don't want your ass to end up out on the streets with your brother."

Fear entered Ed's eyes as he quickly complied, startled by such harsh words. He clutched his hands together and squeezed them, sitting back down on the couch. Roy watched Ed's uncommon behavior before dismissing it, taking it to be that he just wanted to cooperate for once. He grabbed a file off of a stack of papers and set it in front of himself, opening it to look at the report.

"Now, you won't be traveling very far, but I'm considering keeping your brother here."

Ed's head whipped up to stare at Roy. "But Mustang-!" He pleaded, not wanting to be separated from his brother.

"Not another word, FullMetal. I am not done speaking and I only said that I was considering it."

Ed bit his lip and fell silent, staring back down at the floor. 'But if I'm away from him…I'm scared…scared that he won't need me any more…I won't need to be here any more.'

Roy watched Ed's compliance and slightly nodded his head before continuing. "You'll be watching Clarence Layete, a rogue alchemist that is possibly committing illegal activities. He was being funded by the state until about a year ago. He has two sons, James and Mason. They are fifteen and twelve. Their mother died three years ago. Her name was Julia. Clarence is currently seeing a woman named Marie, and according to this, they are planning on getting married two months from now."

Ed didn't look up from the information, and didn't seem to have heard any of what Roy had said. Roy rubbed his eyes, tired of this already, and closed the file, folding his hands once again. "Edward."

Ed snapped out of his daydreams and looked at Roy, surprised to hear his name. "What? I heard you. Look, you may think I'm useless and all that, but I can pay-"

"FullMetal!"

Ed closed his mouth and sighed, not looking at Roy. "Sorry."

Roy shook his head and sighed himself. "Edward, I'm going to be sending you there alone. Your brother will remain here where I will keep him occupied."

Ed worried his bottom lip but didn't say anything, gazing at the floor with sadness.

"Whatever you may think, Edward, I'm doing this for you."

Ed twitched at that statement, not really believing it.

"The two Layete boys may resemble you and Al, but I don't want you getting attached to them. I just want you to figure out what Clarence is doing and if it's worth his arrest or not. And don't dig too deep. I don't need you getting hurt where no one can reach you. Now, take this file and review it. Your train leaves in two hours."

Ed hollowly stood and retrieved the file from Roy's desk. He started flipping through the folder and sat back down on the couch. He saw the picture of the Layete's family and internally cringed.

"I hope this mission won't be too much for you. If you like, I can reassign it to someone else."

Shocked by Mustang's refusal of him, he shook his head vigorously. "No, Sir. I can handle this. I just need some time to get my things together again." He closed the file and put it down on the couch next to him.

Mustang raised a brow. "You'd better get to it then. Send in your brother when you leave. Dismissed."

Roy ignored Ed's presence in his office and went back to work on his stack of papers. Ed closed his eyes and sighed, standing back up. He looked at Roy's indifferent manner before turning away, walking out of Roy's office without looking back. His brother and Hawkeye looked at him, wondering what happened. He sighed and approached his brother.

"Mustang wants to see you, Al. I'm going to head home. See you."

Ed walked away from Al, not waiting for a reply. Al stared after him, confused. He turned back to Ms. Riza and watched her shrug. He bowed to her in an excusal and strode over to Mustang's office. 'Whatever happened…I'm going to find out…'

Ed hazily walked down the active street, watching his feet as they stepped in front of each other. Families and loners all gave him a wide berth, making him feel isolated and detested. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and felt the bag of food. He pulled it out and looked at it in disgust before approaching a trash can near an alley. A chill wavered down his spine as he threw the bag away and sensed malicious eyes gazing at his drained body.

He searched the faces around him but no one appeared to notice him. A footfall in the alley made him advance cautiously and glance around the gloomy darkness. Nothing stood out in the passage but he suspiciously looked behind him as he walked away. After he was well away from the side street and nobody came into view, he relaxed his tense muscles and kept heading home.

A black-robed person stepped out of the shadows in the alleyway as the short fireball disappeared from view. He quickly peeked around the corner before disguising himself again. He moved through the crowds like liquid, following the temperamental blond. As the blonde's tense muscles relaxed, he smirked to himself and silently crept closer.

Ed strode toward his locked front door and felt his pockets for the key. He grimaced as no key produced itself and exhaled.

"Damn it. I didn't want to break the door."

He clapped his hands and touched the door, hearing a sonic boom resound in the house. He lightly pushed the door and watched as it deftly swung inward, no key required. He stepped over the threshold and pushed the door closed behind him. He didn't bother with the lock and retreated to his room.

He opened the closet and pulled his oversized suitcase out of hiding. He tossed it on his bed and opened the top, scratching the back of his head. He went over to his dresser and unloaded his black undershirts, multicolored underwear, and socks into the case. He went back to his closet and took out three pairs of pants, tossing them on the bed.

Ed folded the pants and put them in first, followed by his underwear. He tossed his socks on the side of the case and placed his undershirts on top. He cracked his neck in annoyance and went back to his dresser, picking up his brush and an extra pair of gloves. He tossed them on top of everything and left his room, walking into the bathroom.

He opened the medicine cabinet and took out his toothbrush and toothpaste. He closed the mirror-door and looked at himself. His skin was pasty and eyes sorrowful, making him appalled. He looked away from his reflected orbs and left the bathroom. Reentering his room, he tossed the rest in the case and shut it before setting it down on the floor.

He sighed to himself and left his room, walking down the hallway. 'I wonder what the Colonel is telling Al. He's probably going to be at Central for a while…he won't be coming home in time…not like he wanted to…'

Ed stopped in the kitchen and opened the fridge, pulling out a bottle of water. He unscrewed the cap and took a drink, his throat instantly drying. He massaged the bridge of his nose and sighed. He screwed the cap back on the bottle and went back down the hall, heading into the bathroom. He opened the medicine cabinet and looked at the different containers.

He closed his eyes as a headache developed in the middle of his forehead. 'This pain…it won't leave…'

He looked back at the small amount of pain relievers in the cabinet and exhaled. He randomly grabbed a bottle and set his water down on the sink. He popped the cap off and shook two pills out into his hand, staring down at the circular, white tablets. He shrugged and dropped them in his mouth, picking his bottle of water back up. He swallowed them and took the cap off the bottle, taking a swig.

Ed breathed in slowly and replaced the pill bottle in the cabinet. Exhaling slightly calmer, he took another drink and closed the cabinet. The mirror image of himself stared back at him along with a new, sinister face. Ed's eyes widened in recognition and fear as he gripped the sink and whipped his head about.

Envy grinned wickedly and laughed. "Hello, Edward…"

Al scratched the back of his helmet and gazed down at the floor. Roy's fingers were intertwined with his chin resting on them, sharp eyes flitting around the room. Al coughed, receiving Mustang's attention. Al stood up straight and put his hands down at his sides.

"Colonel, I would like to know what's going on with my brother?"

Roy's eyebrows rose in surprise before he sat back in his chair and ruffled his hair. "Well…I wasn't exactly expecting that. I thought that you would know actually."

Al blinked before sheepishly looking back down at the floor. "No, I'm sorry, Colonel. But…Brother won't talk to me about it. He says it's nothing but…I don't know what to think."

Roy's eyes narrowed in concentration. "Well, you don't need to worry about it. I believe he just needs to put his mind to something. I've sent him on a mission…without you."

Al stepped toward Roy's desk, concern evident in his actions. "Colonel, I have to go with him. We've never been separated like this before."

Roy closed his eyes, the weariness washing over him. "Why do you need to accompany him, Alphonse? I believe that if he can do something on his own right now, he will get over this. If you have any reason to prove me wrong, then feel free to tell me."

Al looked off to his right, trying to think of something. "I…I don't know. I just feel that if I'm there, Colonel, then he won't be alone."

Roy stood up and circled his desk to the front, sitting down on the edge. "Are you sure he doesn't need to be alone right now, Al? He doesn't wish to talk to anyone, even his own brother. Maybe he needs to think by himself for a while. If he puts his mind on this case, it should help him."

Al sighed and dropped his shoulders. "Yeah…I hope so, Colonel. At least for his sake…but…What am I supposed to do while he's gone?"

"Oh. I figured that you'd be fine coming here every day and running a few errands. If you don't mind, of course," Roy said, folding his arms over his chest.

Al shook his head. "Of course, I wouldn't mind. I always felt bad that I came here but did nothing to help."

"Well, I'm glad you feel that way. Stop by my office tomorrow morning and I'll get you started. But if you want to stop at any time, just tell me."

"Thank you," Al bowed and quickly left the office, wanting to tell Ms. Riza of his new job.

Roy stretched his arms and stood back up. He turned to walk back around his desk when the couch caught his eye. He took a step toward it and looked down at the cushion. He bit back a curse and strode over to the sofa, snatching up the case file. He walked over to the office door and yanked it open. He looked around and noticed everyone was avoiding his gaze.

'Edward…the things I have to do for you. One day, I will kill you for all this.'

He sighed in exasperation and slammed his office door, locking it. Everyone stared up at him then and watched as he walked determinedly out of the room. They stared at one another in curiosity, wondering if anyone knew where the Colonel had gone and why he had left in the first place.

Envy grabbed Ed's flesh arm and swiftly twisted it behind his back before Ed could react. Ed let out a short yell before he swung his automail arm to hit Envy away. Envy counter-attacked by sweeping Ed's flesh leg out from under him, making Ed fall to his knee. In the confined space, Ed tried to push Envy back into the wall with his weight, but was stopped by Envy's reverse push on him into the sink.

He grabbed Ed's ponytail and slammed his head onto the sink. Blurry orbs of light exploded behind Ed's eyes as his head started to throb. A small moan passed Ed's lips as he feebly struggled in Envy's grasp, trying to lift his head.

"You're struggling, Edward. You know it's always bad if the captive struggles. Besides, you're useless anyway." Envy tugged on the blonde's braid and giggled.

Ed stopped squirming and tried to suck back the foggy haze sliding over his brain, making everything around him dim and blurry. 'Useless…useless…useless…Am I that useless…? I thought…'

"Edward, Edward, Edward. You can't fall asleep now. That just wouldn't be fair. I wanted to play with you."

A wicked gleam sparked in Envy's eyes as he lowered his mouth to Ed's ear. "Hey, Edward, I wonder what young Alphonse would think if I tainted his chibi big brother. Do you think he'd be sad? Or…do you think he'd toss you out, repulsed about you…never wanting to touch you again…never wanting to look at you again? I think that would be fun, Edward. Let's see how long you can keep me a secret."

Ed tossed his head back and forth, trying to clear the sleepiness away. He moaned in complaint, wanting to be rid of Envy. Envy smirked and lowered his mouth to Ed's throat, gently kissing a pounding vein. Ed twitched at the unwanted intimacy. Thrilled by Ed's struggles, he sucked on the vein, loving Ed's groans of protest. Envy bit down on the vein as Ed yelped in pain, licking it clean of blood from the minuscule wounds.

"I love it when you make that sound, Edward. I'm going to make you sound like that as long as it takes for you to succumb to me."

Envy smirked against the blonde's neck and Ed steadily lost consciousness.

'Help…will someone help me…? Roy…help me…'

Roy walked down the street, his anger fading with every step he took. He looked at the people around him and saw the smiling faces that detested him for being a "dog of the Military." He came to a stop and looked down at the folder in his hand.

'Ed…there must have been a reason…why won't you tell me?'

A stranger bumped his shoulder, shaking him out of his reverie. He continued walking down the street and soon found the Elric's residence. He sauntered up the walkway and knocked curtly on the door. The door creaked open a few inches, putting Roy on high alert.

'What the hell? Ed wouldn't leave the door like this…shit!'

Roy, fingers ready to snap at any moment, slid the door open and creeped inside, eyes taking in the situation. He checked the corners, any shadowy areas, and behind the door before stepping completely inside, shutting the door with a soft click. He set the folder down on a random piece of furniture and stalked down the hall, eyes glancing every which way. A hard footfall echoed down the hallway, sending Roy into an adrenaline rush.

"FullMetal?! Where are you?"

Silence answered his call. He stealthily moved forward, slowly making his way down the hall. First room to his left…Al's room…no Ed. Second room further down…Edward's room…no Ed. The last door to the left at the corner of the hall…bathroom…the door slightly ajar.

'Edward…please be alright…'

Roy cautiously approached the door and pushed it open, free hand raised in stand by. A dark cloak swirled in front of the door and forced him aside, fleeing to the front door. Roy quickly reacted by snapping his fingers, sending a swirl of flame trailing after the fleeing body. He snarled and was about to take off when his eyes glanced into the bathroom.

Blood splattered the sink's edge, dribbling down the side to the floor. On the floor laid a lifeless blond, hair matted and speckled with blood. Roy's heart seized in fear as he dived into the bathroom and carefully turned the blond over, forgetting the escaping enemy. Ed's body lay motionless on the cold floor, the dampness seeping into his immovable body.

"FullMetal? FullMetal!"

No response came from the small frame. Roy bit his bottom lip and held back the need to shake the body, hands faintly trembling. He bowed his head and tried to suppress the urge to slam his fist through something.

"Edward!"

Ending Comment: I know. A little cliffhanger to rope in more suspense and drama and angst. I love it. Now leave some more reviews and I will hurry up faster. Maybe. But, I will be posting a chapter a week. If I can't keep to that commitment, I will tell you all. Loves and Yaoi-goodness everywhere.