The day turned to twilight and Al was dragging Ed to the address.
"Al, where are we going?"
"I met someone who wants to meet you! She wants an interview!"
"So why does she live in a warehouse?"
"This is where she's living. I guess she just found a nice niche here."
The two boys stopped in front of a warehouse.
"So you did come. A little late though. Did you bring the Full Metal?"
"Yeah, I'm here. Who are you?"
"The name is Marissa. But I don't like that name very much. My master gave it to me when he created me. You can call me Sissy, Mary, or Kitty if you like," she said from the rooftop.
Her body was illuminated by the half moon behind her. She wasn't wearing the hat or jacket that she was earlier that day.
A tail flicked into Alphonse's view and when he followed it to the source, he saw the well rounded bottom of the girl. Following the figured up, he noted her abnormally large breasts and her gleaming white teeth. Her eyes were constantly and brilliantly green. The wind blew her shoulder length hair around. Her hair was the base for two medium sized cat ears.
"A chimera, eh?" Ed asked, being more vocal with his opinions than Al could ever be.
"Why are you blushing Alphonse? Do you like what you see?" Marissa asked with a grin. "Well, I guess I better get this over with. My master doesn't want me out too late," she sighed and flipped off the roof to land in front of the two boys. She opened the door to the warehouse and flipped on a switch. Her features were more pronounced in the light, the black body suit that she wore announced that she had a body and she was going to show it off.
Marissa sat in a brown chair that sat opposite a brown couch. There was a coffee table planted between the chair and couch. A notepad rested a top the table alongside a pen.
"Sit down and get comfortable. It's alright. I don't bite much," Marissa said with a grin. "Thanks for coming by. I need to do this report before the end of the class. My grade is relying on it," she smiled and put on a pair of black-rimmed glasses.
The interview didn't last too long. She asked some questions about his experiences with chimera and with Shou Tucker. A little bit was about the homunculi that the two boys fought ages ago.
"So what is this report about?"
"The corruption of State Alchemists and the things that the military forces them to do in the line of battle," Marissa answered Ed calmly.
"So you're calling me corrupt?" Ed asked through his teeth.
"No, I'm calling State Alchemists and the higher ups corrupt. The people who made me the way I am in the name of science and theory are those who are corrupt. Those who make homunculi and those who start wars are those who create philosopher's stones knowing the ingredients of making it. Those are the corrupt people," she explained, removing her glasses from her face. She pet her tail lovingly.
"Brother, I think I'm in love," Al murmured with a blush.
"You can't fall for every girl with cat ears and smart talk," Ed corrected.
"Well, considering that I'm the only cat chimera to survive as long as I, I'd be the only girl with cat ears in this country. Well... other than those girls in like the brothels who are told to dress themselves in those humiliating cat costumes. Those assholes are going to pay as soon as I graduate," she murmured, scribbling furiously on her notepad.
The two boys blushed when they heard this, knowing full well what she was talking about with the cat costumes.
"We didn't know," Al apologized.
"What degree did you say you were getting again?" Ed inquired, knowing what she meant by 'going to pay'.
"Psychology minor, Crime Scene Investigator Major, why?"
"Oh no reason," Ed said and gave Al a suspicious glance.
"Now, I hate to be rude, but I must ask you boys to leave. My master will be home before too long and he doesn't much care for guests. Especially those of prodigal status. I'll escort you two to the door, then I'm afraid that you MUST hurry home," she whispered, ears perking at a noise the two beautiful boys couldn't hear.
She led them to the door, smiled and bowed once. "Thanks for coming by. It means a lot to my research." She smiled again, canines gleaming white in the shadows. Once the boys were outside, the door was slammed and there were muffled cries from inside.
"I'm sorry! I'm trying to pass my psychology class! Master! Stop! Please. No. I'm sorry. Yes, master." Sobbing was all the boys heard until they heard a screech of pain and the crashing of heavy objects against the walls.
"Jesus Christ! I made you! Is this how you treat your master, bitch?!"
There was another muffled cry. A loud crash followed by more whimpering.
The boys were shocked. How could they just stand there when this was going on?! Al went to go inside the building. Ed stopped him by placing a hand on his shoulder.
"This isn't our fight. She's strong and can handle herself. Besides, we've already won against our own struggles. We have to let others fight their own battles," Ed said.
"That's just garbage! She's a woman! You can't let women get treated like that!"
"Don't chase after her in lust. I know you have a cat fetish, but love isn't the same as lust!"
"How would you know? You've never loved in your life!" Al blushed as anger coursed through his blood. He hit a weak spot and he knew it. Ed stared at Al in disbelief.
He had it coming though. How dare Ed bring up his wonderful yet cruel experiences in that awful place. Let's just say he wasn't as innocent as the guys at the office thought he was. For every pure thought that went through his mind, there were at least two unpure. He knew he'd be dreaming about Marissa tonight.
At last the boys left from the front of the warehouse before their consciousnesses kicked them into high gear. They were both silent on the long walk home.
