Alchemy Academy

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So without further adieu here is the much anticipated Alchemy Academy Halloween Special! yup shit is about to go down ^^ which brings me to the lovely warnings of language, sexual themes, mention of drug and alcohol use which I do not condone or recommend, derogatory language and insensitivity towards homosexuality and miniskirts! I do not own FMA and This is Halloween Lyrics by originally by Danny Elfman but version sung by Marilyn Manson. Enjoy!

Chapter 5 Part One: This is Halloween

Boys and girls of every age,

Wouldn't you like to see something strange?

Come with us and you will see

This, our town of Halloween…

Tapping his feet against the ledge, a lone little wolf sat on the railing just a few short blocks from the Academy, head swinging from side to the music that was currently blasting into his ears. He'd always personally liked this time of year for this exact night only where people could just tell the concepts of humanity and normalcy to kindly fuck off and were allowed to be whatever they wish no matter how big the dream. It was madness but it was perfect. Kim told himself fervently he'd never get tired of Halloween.

Waiting…waiting…waiting…

This is Halloween, This is Halloween

Pumpkins scream in the dead of night

This is Halloween, everybody make a scene

Trick or treat til the neighbors gonna die of fright

It's our town, everybody scream

In this town of Halloween

And why wouldn't anyone honestly? I thought smugly to myself as I caught sight of my reflection in the windshield of a car parked not too far off and looked myself over as I adjusted my ears. I had gone all out this year on my costume, just like every year, and for that reason wanted everything perfect. Choosing a theme perfect to my style, I was walking around tonight as the Big Bad Wolf on the prowl with dark gray furry pointed ears adjusted on top of my head to match the rough rugged hairstyle I'd chosen with what wasn't sticking off and slicked back on my head in spikes tied neatly more or less back with a dark leather strap.

Greed had helped with my hair earlier that day, dude may be walking around with a porcupine on his head but he knows his way around a brush, comb and scissors I'll give him that. I hadn't told him what I'd be going as to keep it a surprise for the night, and because secretly I loved the disappointed pout that earned when I wouldn't give him one hint.

The rest of my costume consisted of a furry gloves that looked like paws with the fingers cut off since I don't much care for stuff on my hands to begin with leading to my finger nails which were painted black just like claws. I wore tight faded black jeans and gray furry leg warmers on my legs, Miles insisted saying they made me look "cute", and a shredded gray jacket with the cuffs torn by a razor near my gloves, usual black undershirt lying beneath that. And finally to tie the whole thing together, I'd drawn a set of whiskers down my cheeks leading to my blackened nose as well as a line of black eye liner that made my amber eyes pop and a set of false fangs. Not those cheap plastic ones, I either go all out or not at all.

Sighing as my pin-on tail seemed to bob and weave with every movement I made to the music, my eyes closed as the song neared the climax, fingers tapping against the cold concrete as I waited. The gang and I were all supposed to meet up here then head to the carnival and Greed said he'd even show early so I wouldn't have to wait alone. Mind drifting into other things, I had to laugh at how strange it felt not to be frustrated anymore that I was actually very much looking forward to getting some time alone with him and dressed in my absolute best none the less. As long as he doesn't show up as Little Red Riding Hood…

I had to catch myself from falling as I actually faltered in my movements at such a thought. A thought that not only brought a blush to my cheeks but made me feel suddenly very warm under the shredded cloth and furry leg warmers as well. Chuckling softly I turned up the volume trying to get a grip on my composure. Alright I admit I'm gay already but that gives me no excuse to entertain such lewd thoughts, I'm in public for truth's sake. "Although knowing him, that cocky bastard probably would go and pull something like that.." I said to no one in particular but myself and certainly didn't expect the reply that came after. "Pull what now, Kimmy Cub?"

Giving a surprised yelp, I really did lose my balance this time from the overall shock and found myself landing in arms clad in what looked like red leather or brushed suede. Looking up all I could see was a familiar sharp toothed grin, frowning as an odd red hood obscured amethyst orbs I so desired. Inwardly groaning at the fact I'd somehow landed in his arms like some swooning chick again I gave my usual snarky reply, false fangs clicking as I talked. "It's very rude to eavesdrop you know, an what in god's name are you wearing Greed?"

Giving his usual smirk and pulling the leather hood back, he let me down gently only to pull out one of my protruding headphones letting toned down Marilyn Manson fill the air. "Honestly Kim, the original is so much better and I was merely making a public inquiry, as to what I'm wearing though simply put, I'm a highwayman." He ended with a flourish of his hand before taking hold of my wrist gently and kissing it much like some gentlemen would a lady. Blushing and rubbing the offending part of my wrist that felt a bit too warm from unusually soft yet wonderfully hot lips I regarded his outfit with a raised brow.

"The hell..? Like that sappy Alfred Noyes poem Greed really?" Seeming slightly taken aback by my skepticism, he recovered, quick as ever, throwing his hood back over spiky dark brown hair, doing a graceful bow chuckling roughly. "Precisely, though I personally like that work in particular. There's nothing wrong with his sense of deep love and affection from the woman dying for her lover." Trying not to stare at the deep red leather hooded cloak that seemed to drape perfectly around his upper body and longer along his back over a black garment with a pale white scarf but lacey wrapped around his neck, I had to giggle at his tan velvet pants which tucked in at his leather boots and the odd midnight black feathers that had been tucked and sewn into the hood so they protruded from his left side and curved back like some sort of horn.

Noticing my amused expression, he merely grinned and leaned down so he was at eye level with me, his own scent mixed with the smell of leather making me a little light headed as he leaned in close. "And besides all the literary debate, it seems my Kimmy Cub's gone all feral on me though I can't say it doesn't suit you, fangs and all" He annunciated with a click of his own obscenely natural sharp teeth making my gaze waver to anything except his while noticing now of all times how close he had gotten. Okay either Greed is definitely bi and can feel this too or by god is one of the most oblivious teases I have ever met…

Watching his gaze soften as he saw the uncertainty in my eyes, I let out a breath I'd been holding in as he inched that much closer, eyes closing halfway while still staring into his. "Kim…?" My voice came out in barely a whisper after that. "Y-Yeah…?" "Holy Figs! You guys look awesome!" I think I actually groaned at that, yeah probably did, dammit Dorro! Sure enough, Doro came bounding up happily, tail wagging a mile a minute, Martel in tow as always.

Doro was wearing a simple Roman soldier costume, donning a white toga with a long blue cape trailing behind him as he walked up carrying his actual sword he used for school instead of one of those cheap plastic ones you'd see hundreds of around this time of year. On his feet were just your average sandals and I have to admit even though he'd all but ruined my first and possibly last moment alone with Greed that night to find out if he felt the same way about me, the dog looked adorable with the little crown of bay leaves around his head.

Looking up over his shoulder I noticed with a grimace that Martel must have met up with him on the way and gave a disgusted growl much like a wolf when I saw the particular little number she'd chosen to wear. Well the theme certainly fits her... Wearing what I suppose could suffice for a Greek tunic at one time, for a hooker…, Martel's particular ensemble was held up by a single shoulder strap design and the skirt ended just barely covering the upper half of her thighs. Dammit don't they have laws for that or something…On her head a golden head band held back her hair with a few blonde strands breaking free and what looked like little snake barrettes and clips lining along her hair to the back of her head. Huh so she's Medusa, well she definitely turns me to stone…

"Oh my gosh though seriously! I can't believe how awesome you guys' costumes are! And Kimmy! You're a doggy just like me!" Chuckling at his obvious glee at my apparent flattery to his canine gene pool, I gave a friendly smile showcasing the scruffy tail that swung behind me. "Hmm thanks Dorochette, you look cool too. Nice touch with the sword." Listening to him happily babble, I couldn't help but hiss as Martel giggled like some bubble-headed broad and cuddled up to Greed's side. "So Greedy are you some kind of woodsman or hunter? That's pretty cool and you certainly do it justice though might I suggest getting a better hound next time?"

Sneering at her obvious jab, I had to smile as Greed took a step back respectively, grinning at her praise. "Thanks a bunch doll, but I'm actually a highwayman. They basically robbed unlucky traveling merchants and nobles of their riches and also had a few affairs with some beautiful maidens here and there." I nearly felt the faux ears on my head curl back from rage as Martel seemed to perk up at the maiden part before chuckling and letting my presence be known. "Beautiful maidens eh? Well guess that means you're off the leader board huh Martel!"

Smirking at the death glare that earned, I sighed in relief as the last two of our little group finally joined the roaming caravan; Miles with Olivier in tow both wearing impressive pirate costumes in their own right though one particular article on Miles' costume caught my eye. And for once Greed beat me to it. "That's a very lovely white frilly blouse you have on Miles. My brother's been lookin for something just like it. What woman's clothing store do you shop at?" The group chuckled at that though Miles flushed in embarrassment tugging down the black bandana that covered his silver hair. "Geez Greed it's not a blouse, just a shirt! I'm a pirate, things are supposed to be kind of lacey." Olivier tried to reassure him he looked fine and to stop being such a pansy before Greed cut in once more "Riiight so Victoria's Secret then?"

The Academy gymnasium had been decorated to the max for the Halloween carnival, black purple and orange streamers descending from the ceiling along with creepy paper mache giant jack o' lanterns that grinned and frowned at students and teachers alike as they walked by dressed in colorful costumes. There was a snack table set up with punch as well though from the look of a few seniors that were walking around with more than a hitch in their step, I'm guessing it was spiked. Smiling at all the bright lights and dazzling displays, I was caught off guard as I was tugged along by Greed as the group advanced deeper through the crowd.

At the Halloween carnival there are all kinds of activities for any student or faculty member. Games, movies, singing, races, costume contests which none of us were brave enough to really enter except for Greed but he stepped down since his costume was apparently homemade and it wouldn't be fair and of course dancing. The dance floor which happened to be in the middle of the gym had been illuminated with strobe lights and obscured with eerie mist from the fog machine set up. All in all, it was a pretty good set up to say the least.

After spending most of our money on game tokens and photos of the group, we all settled down to eat some snacks and recharge. As the night rolled on, Doro's begging for Martel to win him a goldfish apparently finally broke through as she promptly got up and dragged him away to apprehend the glorified piece of tuna as she so politely called it. They started to play a softer slower song on the dance floor as couples flocked over and started to dance. With Miles jumping at the chance and dragging Olivier along, She just really…really hates dancing unless she leads, that left me sitting alone at the table with Greed who was smiling over at me with a slight glint in his eye humming along to the lyrics apparently quite familiar with the song.

Oh he is NOT going to…not here..not like THAT.. "Greed I swear don't you even THINK about -!" I gave a pathetic yelp as he took my hand and all but lifted me out of my seat striding towards the dance floor like he really was some suave highway thief and heartbreaker. Looking around and seeing we were earning odd glances from more than just a few people, Roy who apparently chose to be a musketeer along with his other lackey's playing along in particular, I tried to wriggle out of his hold. "Greed c'mon I suck at dancing! And this is a slow dance, you know for couples, and doesn't it occur to you that two GUYS dancing so close together will come out as just a bit peculiar!"

I had lied about the first part, I can actually dance quite well no matter what role I take but the second half was all true. Though I had personally come to terms with the fact I was bisexual and even that I might be in love with Greed, I was still utterly terrified of how some people would react if they found out. Being new to actually accepting the whole thing and going along with my feelings, I was on very thin ice when it came to any ridicule or humiliation I might earn if people found out I was gay.

Greed on the other hand seemed to vehemently disagree, literally wrapping his arms around my waist pulling me in close then swaying to the music perfectly while leading me around. "No it doesn't. Just relax Zolf, no one's gonna care we're both guys and besides girls included we're still the hottest pair on the floor right now." I couldn't much help the blush that rose to my face then not only at the fact that he just called me hot, best. Damn. Carnival. EVER. Eat that Martel, but also at how utterly unfazed Greed seemed to any looks or low murmurs he received. All he seemed to focus on was looking straight at me though he had to lean down and rest his forehead against mine to do so.

I was far from complaining though since his red hood slid down over nearly both our heads stopping just in front of my wolf ears which gave us some privacy and for me an excuse to hide the pink tint my cheeks had taken over the course of the dance. Reaching up from their original stunned position on his chest, my arms slipped around his neck pulling him even closer which seemed to relieve him a bit knowing I was comfortable.

Letting my eyes drift closed, I simply let him lead for a while as I enjoyed the warmth and feel of his face and body so close. As what if I had to take a guess and say Pieces by Red started to hit its climax and end, I opened my eyes and blinked when I realized Greed had been watching me for who knows how long. Taking a small gulp to steady my breathing that had suddenly hitched I smiled almost shyly as Greed grinned fondly for once, not his usual cocky shark toothed smile, but one of actual affection and almost tenderness.

Feeling sudden warmth on my cheek, I turned my head and noticed Greed had moved one hand up from my hips and was now inclining my head just slightly still looking deep into my eyes. Nearly caught in his hypnotic amethyst gaze, I gathered my wits and smiled confidently to show I wasn't gonna play the girl just yet and nuzzled into the touch softly as Greed leaned down and for a moment time seemed to freeze. Fuck yes this is it, no damn Doro or Snake or anything to get in my way this time!

I cursed almost softly at the barely comprehendible whimper that escaped my throat as his lips were just over mine and would've slapped the big oaf for chuckling at it if we weren't in the current given circumstances. Feeling him finally press his lips against mine, my eyelids fluttered closed and my hold on his neck tightened considerably as I felt him pull me closer. Immersed in what I could only describe as bliss, I visibly frowned as he suddenly pulled back and reared around as a loud feminine squeal rang out just across from the hall as a blur flew out into the halls followed by several large thuggish seniors.

Looking back at me he cursed rather loudly and ran off in the direction the others had gone seething. Odd…wonder what's up with him…oh well! Smirking and laughing with almost insane glee I made my way over to grab some punch feeling better than I had all year. Greed kissed me, it only lasted for a moment but it happened, Greed liked me as in really liked me. ME! Not that snake bitch or anyone else! Still chortling like some mad fool, I downed a cup of punch and reached for another before I felt myself surrounded.

Looking over my shoulder, I noticed with an unimpressed grunt that Roy and his lackey's donning musketeer gear and all had decided to keep me company. Not that I cared, at the moment not even Roy FUCKING Mustang in all his arrogant son of a bitch-ness could ruin the good mood I was in. Or so I thought…

"Wow Zolfy, if I had known you were so into taking it up the ass like that I would've laid off a long time ago. All those fights we had in the dirt probably even got you off huh FAGGOT..?" Even with Roy's snarky tone, the word still ran round and round inside my head before I simply shrugged it off and scoffed sipping my drink. "As if fucking pansy, the few guys I choose to like have to be of some physical emotional or intellectual value and you're still zero for three on that one…"

Ignoring the round of laughs that earned though it seemed for once Roy was the only one laughing and the rest seemed a tad uncomfortable with the recent change in ridicule. Havoc actually took the cigarette out of his mouth for a second to speak up. "Hey colonel c'mon, just be cool yeah? Who cares if Kimblee dates guys or not. We're all human right?" The one time I actually take a liking to Havoc and Roy had to mess it up by delivering a death glare that had Havoc simply taking another drag from his cancer stick and saying nothing more.

"I will admit it is odd though, I mean Greed's the last guy I'd peg to go chasing after other boys. Maria even said he tried peeping into the girl's locker room during the first week of school…" I guess we were all a bit surprised that Roy's stoic guard dog had chosen to speak up now of all times. Riza talking to anyone other than Roy was just plain rare to begin with. She was donning some sort of medieval dress to go along with the groups theme and was shooting me an odd look, gaze following over the natural lack of chest I had being a guy.

"Lieutenant's got a point Zolfy, guess ya struck out on that one unless you grow boobs and cut off your-!" Whatever other vulgar things Roy had intended to say were cut short as I promptly grabbed him by the head right through that pompous hat with feathers and slammed him face down into the punch bowl which caused him to trip and topple over the entire table as he came up for air and tried to regain his balance.

Storming off from all the forming chaos, I dashed into the hallway with one drink in hand looking around for Greed. I just wanted to go home after listening to all that, go home and hopefully have my spiky haired highwayman tag along for the ride. As I rounded the corner, my thoughts were interrupted by two voices, one echoing in soft sobs and the other talking in a hushed tone obviously trying to calm the latter of the two down. Looking up, I saw Greed though my view was obscured as he seemed to be holding a girl close fully embracing her as she cried into his shoulder.

The girl was pretty from what I could see since she was facing away from me and being slightly blocked from sight by Greed's own arms. Long smooth silky hair trailed all the way down to her waist in a shade that almost resembled green and was pushed back by a black headband with an odd triangle in the middle which rested on top of her head. A pink short sleeved top and long sleeve shirt underneath with purple and green stripes fell over an almost dainty lithe form leading down to curvy feminine hips which were hidden by a dark maroon leather miniskirt.

She was beautiful to say the least…the perfect girl that any guy would want… Obviously not noticing my presence just yet, their shared conversation seemed to carry on unperturbed as Greed just held the girl close and ran a hand over her back like I could only dream he'd do to me. "Shhh Sweetheart listen to me. Don't listen to what those bastards said. You can be anything you want to be. That's what makes you YOU. And you know I'll always support you no matter what. I love you so much…"

Words that were delivered with such obvious affection and honesty tore a hole right through my heart as I just stood there, masochist that I was, listening to the rest as the girl seemed to look up at him though I still couldn't see her face and chimed up though sorrowfully in a light feather soft voice though it sounded slightly raspy from the crying I presume. "T-Thanks Greedy…I love you too. Always..."

Seeing him lean down and kiss her cheek was more than enough to send me off running, drink that had been forgotten in my hand moments earlier clattering to the hall floor and spilling its contents. Even though the two noticed the noise and I could hear Greed calling out I just kept running. The punch must've been buzzed with something strong cuz I didn't even realize I'd gotten outside till I was running down the old short cut me and Greed took every day home.

The perfect GIRL that any guy would want….and Greed obviously had her hook line and sinker. He had her…and not me…I wasn't good enough. Hell looking at that babe I'd never be good enough…just a stupid dream…and it was just that…a dream and nothing more. Gasping as I ran I brought up my arm swiping away the tears that were streaming forth. Whether it was from the drugged punch or overall heartache I didn't really care at the moment. Greed was probably simply humoring me tonight but now he was with someone he really wanted…and really deserved…Why couldn't you just shoot me down...you ass why did you have to go an kiss me you damn idiot…dammit…dammit DAMMIT!

I didn't even notice the eighteen wheeler as I ran across the street just a few feet from my gate until a horn blared through my ears as I stopped in fear and shock like a deer caught in headlights as I heard the brakes squeal across the pavement, body tensing for the impact…waiting…waiting…waiting…

Yup so I shall leave you all with that joyous cliffhanger till next time ^^ poor Kimmy all heartbroken. Anyways please read and review and hopefully I will be able to get part two up to answer all the suspenseful questions sometime next week perhaps after my birthday. Hope you enjoyed!