Alchemy Academy
AU FMA
Authors Notes: Woo next update :3 Warnings for this chapter will include language, references to cross dressing, a transvestite Envy so those with proper respect for the character beware (it is AU people), links to violence and alcohol abuse, man sex so be warned, and slight voyeurism. R&R
Chapter Seven Part Two: Thanksmisgivings
The rest of the afternoon went by in a blur, Alchemic Construction class going even better than I'd hoped. Not only because my new additions to the transmutation on my palms I'd added this summer turned out to make the reaction much smoother and even less time to wait between explosions but also in that it rained and a sad little Flame alchemist was completely useless the entire class period. Ah yes life is good… and as I smiled doing practice fires under the cover of my academy blazer it occurred to me once more that it was nearly the end of November and neither I nor anyone in the group for that matter had seen Greed perform any of his alchemy once.
I never have any of the same classes with him since he apparently specializes in defensive works which as a demolitions expert I am not very well acquainted with. Still I'd never seen him practice outside of school like the other alchemists, myself included, nor had he ever even asked me anything regarding it. I'd already taken his Honor bands into effect so I understand he must be highly skilled but even state alchemists practice their craft once in a while. This doesn't have anything to do with my overwhelming curiosity either of course, he could be getting rusty!
Of course I suppose I could just ask him about it… but being the analyst that I am, I know Greed would simply find some way to brush it off as if it were nothing and be off on another topic before I even knew which way was up. I didn't want to goad it out of him in a fight, since I'd already seen that Greed wouldn't bring it out even when heavily outnumbered. Simply surprising him into bringing up a defense wouldn't work either since I'd learned that the hard way when we'd met.
So with no other immediate option, I stayed behind after my class was done to clean up the rubble from my latest detonations. I had finally improved my accuracy in regards to the point of original impact for the blast. Most of the dolls I had tried to combust in either the chest or head area since in a real war time situation any hit to the two could cause near to fatal damage. As I looked at the leftover shreds of decimated legs and feet with little to nothing left above the waists, I couldn't help the almost sadistic smirk of satisfaction that arose to my lips. Even Mr. Grand had been impressed with my progress, giving me a congratulatory pat on the back as he had left that day. With the way my work was progressing, I might even be able to graduate ahead of my class and take the state alchemists exam early…
"Well damn Kimblee, you sure did a number on these poor plastic saps today now didn't ya?" My knight in furry vested leather armor arrives right on time to my rescue with a snarky comment as usual, giving me a sharp toothed grin as he strides over across the burnt wreckage. I had to smile and chuckle as he peered down with increased interest at one doll in particular which I had used in a simple practice shot earlier in the class. Right when I'd let my palms make contact, I sneezed and lost focus. So instead of the original objective of burning the chest cavities, the blast traveled much further down and burned a large hole right through the doll's groin area and upper legs.
Needless to say the petrified look on Roy's face had been priceless, but I had to admit Greed's own glance showing fully well that he was impressed while it was subdued was much better. "Remind me to never ask you for a hand job." Cue his dirty joke and deep laugh and I was already smiling as I stood up and shook out my wet hair, looking up at him through dampened black strands. "Who says I'd ever give you one in the first place Greedy? You'd have better luck getting it from your own hand." That earned me another deep laugh as we both headed out through the back exit towards home, Greed even making it a point to hold my hand. "Aw don't be so cruel to me baby, what could I do to change your mind?"
Although I'm sure Greed was expecting some dirty request or snarky remark, I decided for once just to cut the sarcastic crap and get right to my point. "How about you show me your alchemy then? I'm sure that would persuade me to rethink my position more than enough." As soon as the word alchemy left my lips, Greed's entire body went stiff as stone, even the usual glint of amusement in his eyes giving way to stagnant purple as he shook his head not even humoring the notion. "No Zolf, pick something, anything else but that's one thing I won't do for ya just now." So we're back to the word No again, seriously I thought offering him sex in return would surely work! Maybe if I play the sad neglected boyfriend up a bit… "But Greedy why not? You've already seen what mine can do. It's only fair I should see yours too, maybe I can help you with training…don't…don't you trust me enough with that at least that Greed…?"
Jackpot. Though I had to stifle the near triumphant grin I felt creeping over my face and replace it with a rejected pout, my golden eyes wide and heavy with remorse were visibly doing wonders to crumble Greed's defenses to my desires as his face suddenly filled with concern and he tugged at his shirt collar apprehensively. Honestly he's so cute when he's worried about me, the guy literally hunches over me like some lion trying to protect its cub. "H-Hey Kim don't look like that yeah? You know I trust you, tons even. It's just…my alchemy's a lot like yours in that I can lose control of it at the drop of a hat and when I do things get real messy real fast. I just couldn't bear to see you get hurt okay…? I'd die if you got hurt because of me that's all…" With that he almost mimicked my sad eyes but took it a step further, rubbing his neck nervously as he stared at his feet looking much like a sad puppy and nearly making my heart melt at the same time. Dangit I swear he's been getting private tutoring from Doro…
Call me a softy but even with my aching curiosity to see what he could really do, I still couldn't just stand by and watch Greed get like this so I threw him a bone so to speak or in this case leaned up on my tiptoes and kissed his cheek softly, fighting my own blush as he looked up from Sad Puppyville to question the action with deep violet pools. "Greed, look I was being impatient okay? I'll stop pushing it so much and you can just show me whenever you're ready. And one more thing." Just to make sure I had his full attention, I pressed my hand gently against his chest right where I had memorized the spot on his shoulder where the strange red orbs rose up and it was as if the arrays on my palms had been called to it as the two came into direct contact almost instantly. "You will never hurt me Greed, even if your power is one like mine that would tear me to bits or like Mr. Grand's where mountains will rise and crush me to my very bones. Deep down though I'll still know you care about and love me too much for any blow to cause me pain and any pain I endure I'll endure for you…"
After what I said, Greed merely stared at me as if he were trying to decipher whether I had really spoken or it was all just a dream as we came to my house and walked past the gate to the door. Since the car was gone, I deducted mother was out for reasons I chose not to figure out and simply chose to enjoy having my boyfriend over for some alone time. We've somehow amassed quite a lot of attention as the new 'hot' couple at school, some of it I suspect from the fact that Greed makes it a point to mark his belongings very clearly as his. In other words walking me to all my classes, keeping his arm around me constantly and of course I haven't had to fret over Roy bullying me in weeks since what's a better bodyguard then six feet of tan spikey-haired muscle and cruel capabilities? Still nevertheless all this and the numerous public displays of affection have guaranteed us a spot on the teacher and student list to keep on constant watch. I mean seriously I know we're hormonal teenagers but honestly it's as if we're damn animals waiting to run off and rut in the nearest supply closet or something.
Scandalous thoughts aside, I hadn't had any serious alone time with Greed for the past month excluding the talk we had in the classroom this afternoon. As soon as I'd pushed open my door though, Greed decided to show me just how much he'd needed this time as well by shoving me against the wall and shutting the door behind us, dropping his shades and book bag near the door. Opening my mouth to protest to the sudden rough treatment, any comment died in my throat as warm lips crashed against mine and hard as rock arms circled my waist. "Hnn…Greed!" Hands suddenly very anxious to touch and just feel something on him, I decided to go with my favorite and comb my fingers through Greed's hair as he kissed me thoroughly with intense passion against the wall.
A familiar tongue worked its way across my lips and I quickly gave him entry, moaning as he mapped out every crease and crevice of my mouth. I doubt he even missed the fillings I have in my far upper molars. Since we'd hardly gone any further than kissing and hugging since that night after the Halloween, I was more than just a little bit eager to move things along. Greed was too busy tongue fucking my mouth, not that I minded at all, so I hooked a leg around his causing our hips to brush against each other and god did that draw the most beautiful groan from his throat. Soon sadly the need for oxygen made itself evident and Greed showed no sign of letting up from his eager assault on my lips so with a shaky sigh I pulled back to rest my head against the wall, both of us panting from the surge in lust. Gotta love teenage hormones.
With a feral growl, Greed turned his attentions to my neck layering it with bites, kisses and nips, all but devouring me and making me positively weak at the knees as his amethyst eyes took a near primal glint of sheer want. "mmh…bedroom…?" was all he could grunt out as he sunk serrated teeth into the sensitive juncture right between my neck and shoulder forcing a pleasured mewl from my throat as I tried my best to respond while keeping in mind which way is up. "A-aah!...Upstairs and to the right." I couldn't help but grin at Greed's enthusiasm since it's so rare to see him not completely cool and collected like he owns the whole fucking world.
Grins turned to groans however as my boyfriend apparently disliked the time consuming idea of us both walking up the stairs since time is of the essence when ass is up for the taking, and promptly slid his hands all the way down to my thighs lifting me up, his long nails grazing against my skin through the suede of my pants doing more for me than I could say. Prize now in hand, Greed steadily made his way up the stairs as I wrapped my arms around his back for leverage, marveling at the feel of his muscles straining and pumping under the academy dress shirt.
It was at times like this I had to wonder what kind of hellish training Greed must go through at home to have this kind of body. For one thing he was tall, which given the expanse of the body would normally lead to very lean sinewy muscles fit for a runner's build. However Greed was perfectly well built from head to foot, muscles prominent and defined even at his young age. Granted his father was the stern type with a military background, Greed's childhood was probably no picnic but the way his body was just so specifically designed was almost uncanny.
My door being kicked open finally jarred me from my thoughts as Greed all but strutted over to my bed and laid back on it, propping me up on his stomach with his hands holding my upper thighs. "You're distracted today…", he murmured with a grin as sharp nails traced up my thighs all the way to my ass making me shiver, " Gonna tell me why, my dear little alchemist?" Well isn't THAT an understatement, leave it to my egghead brain to get caught up in scientific queries when I have a horny gorgeous boyfriend eager to get me off.
With a sultry smirk, my golden eyes got that telltale shimmer in them as I trailed both palms over his shirt, popping open the buttons one by one to give way to the lovely view of his torso draped in the skin tight black tank top he always wore. "Just thinking about how gorgeous you are baby". As I licked my lips and slid my hands that much lower below his belt, I could feel his body shudder under me which only encouraged the growing need of mine trapped in suede even more. What I didn't count on was a tan tattooed hand coming up to pause my exploration of his 'nether' regions as Greed propped himself up on his elbows, violet eyes catching my own golden in an intent stare.
"Say it again…" For a moment I merely thought he was stroking his ego once again, needing a recap of just how "fuckable" he looked but as he raised a hand up to stroke my cheek drawing a purr from my very core, I had my doubts. "Say what Greed?" A fond smile formed along his lips before his face turned adamant once more; hand on my cheek slowing in its caresses. "What you said before…about if you ever did see my power and if…if I ended up hurting you. Say it again, please Kim." What kind of guy is this to bring up something like that while we've been making out? Still Greed always had this ability about him that made me just want to smile no matter where we were together.
So I cupped his face gently in both of my hands, palms oddly not feeling so dangerous for once as I smiled down at him kissing his cheek. "Greed I promise. You'll never hurt me okay? And again even if you lost control and lashed out, any pain I'd feel, I'd endure it all for you because I…", dammit c'mon say it! I bit my lip willing myself to say what I'd wanted to say since that night Greed had pushed me out of the trucks path as Greed gaped at me, violet eyes widening in realization. "Because I lo-mmf!" Before I could finally stammer it out, Greed surged forward sealing my lips with his own, my words dying in my throat giving way to a moan as he sat up and pressed my backwards so I was laying against the mattress with him over me.
"G-Greedy wait I-mmnh!" I was only silenced again with another hungry kiss as Greed's hands flew all across my body, touching me and just feeling everything and anything he could. The one part of me in particular that had been absolutely pulsing from his new attentions was finally discovered as the sound of a zipper being torn down fell upon my ears. Greed paused momentarily and pulled back to gaze at me with deep amethyst orbs that asked his obvious question without need for words. Smiling dazedly still a bit light headed from the numerous breathtaking kisses, I looked back into his eyes with love and confidence, delivering a gentle nod to show I understood and that I was far from denying him now.
We'd played around enough, and I could tell from the impressive bulge incased Greed's own leather pants that we'd reached a breaking point. If we chose to continue from here, there'd be no going back if things didn't work out as planned. Even if we went our separate ways and went back to being just friends our minds would always wander back to this moment. And for some reason I was okay with that.
Greed hadn't let me finish my sentence earlier either because he'd already known and understood or he could see it was hard for me to admit and didn't want me to rush into something I'd regret. But I wasn't unsure of anything anymore, the fact he had shown so much concern at merely the thought of me getting hurt earlier strengthening my resolve. I loved him, I may be some horny hormonal teenager but I know at least what those words meant.
I'd witnessed the same kind of undying love in my parents as a child, in the way no matter how tired and ragged my dad would look when he came home, it would all dissolve into a near dreamy happiness when he saw my mother. Just like how even after dad was gone, Mom would still absentmindedly order three instead of two steaks at the butcher, always one with thin fat trimmings and some marbling on the side just like my dad had favored. Sure Greed and I weren't a married couple but I could still feel it inside. I loved Greed and from what I could tell just from the gaze he'd fixed on me all this time he loved me back. And even if he didn't just yet, I'd do everything I could so someday he would love me as much as I loved him now.
I had wanted this so badly for so long and we were finally moving forward, Greed's hands sliding under my pants feeling so good it was almost painful. With two sharp tugs, he pulled them down to my knees but left them there in case we had to cover up quickly. Looking up, my cheeks turned a dark pink at the predatory grin and look of sheer desire fixated in Greed's eyes as he stared at me and the part of me that was standing at full attention under my boxers. "So beautiful…and all mine." Nearly purring out the last part in such a deep tone it was almost as if the very notion turned him on, Greed slid a finger over the cloth covered tip bringing a sharp hiss from my clenched teeth as my head flew back against the sheets.
Shit he hadn't even fully touched me yet and I already wanted to come, that was what this man did to me though, he made me want to come undone all for him. "A-All yours baby! Hnn...P-please Greed!" Later I'd kick myself for sounding so needy and helpless but that didn't even cross my mind now as Greed seemed more than eager to fulfill my request, sharp nailed fingers slipping under the waistband of my boxers and jutting them down in one go, exposing my aching need to the cold air.
After that I still couldn't help but blush and turn my head away as Greed looked at me for the first time wholly on display. I'm not even fully naked dammit, I was no blushing virgin when it came to people seeing my dick don't get me wrong. There had been plenty of parties before this where despite my distinct bad luck with women it was never too hard to find one with a pretty nice face and eager hand and a dark closet or spare room to go with it. Still with Greed it was an entirely new feeling just like everything else. Is he disgusted with me? Am I too small or thin? I know I don't exactly shave below the belt or anything but-"Zolf, look at me babe."
Slowly and unsurely, I tilted my head back and looked up at my boyfriend whom had stopped in his ministrations to smile reassuringly and press his forehead against mine bringing with him a relaxing warmth. "You don't need to be so bashful alright? You really are beautiful, every inch of you." He emphasized the remark with a soft flick of his wrist, palm brushing all along me from base to tip causing me to bite my lip to suppress a moan from the touch. "Now do me a kindness and keep your eyes on me kay Kimmy? Can't get enough of that gorgeous golden stare of yours."
With a sultry smirk, he stretched his fingers across my shaft and rubbed at a steady pace, staring at me all the while as his fingers curled around and squeezed me with each tug. Oh god I won't ever be able to do this on my own again. It was just too good, even better than I'd ever imagined as the contrast of Greed's rough calloused palm and smooth soft fingers did wonders as they moved across my shaft in quick fluid strokes, even taking the time to rub all the way down and stroke my balls which tore a cry of euphoria from my throat. "Ah! Oh god, Greed! Mmm…" Even better was the way his violet eyes nearly glowed as they burned the image of my face contorted in ecstasy to memory, my throaty moans and girlish gasps sending visible shivers down his spine as he gave off a lust filled growl of his own. Heh Greed's a voyeur, who knew…?
Soon though I'm afraid I had to break my promise though and lay my head back with my eyes shut tight in pleasure as Greed moved his hand that much quicker, thumb rubbing the underside as he worked my cock almost masterfully, squeezing from the base meeting ebony curls before sliding all the way back to the tip. Moaning shamelessly now, my entire body arched off the bed pressing against his as I was assaulted with jolt after jolt of the pleasure Greed was giving me. "G-Greed! Nngh! Yes! Oh baby f-fuck yes!" I had to let out a breathy laugh as Greed's groans became more noticeable with each of my escalated moans and squeals. "Damn Kim you're gorgeous like this, I could just look at you all flushed and moaning for me all day…"
Oh man that's it, I'm gonna lose it! My entire body was strung tight as a wire as my cries quickly rose in pitch and volume, echoing off the walls of my room with my release so close, hips constantly bucking into Greed's hand. Greed seemed to sense I was close as his strokes and tugs became faster and rougher each time. "Gonna come! I-I can feel it, Greed!" At this, Greed pressed down enveloping me in his warmth as he tilted his head catching my earlobe between his teeth and nibbling it tenderly. "Come Zolf, come for me and only ever me…" The sound of his voice so heavy in my ear and his intoxicating scent both overpowering my senses, I felt the coil inside me wind up tighter and tighter until I felt it burst as Greed trailed his fingers down to the tip, sharp nails massaging and prodding into the slit. White light flashed across my eyes as I came with a strangled cry of Greed's name, my seed thoroughly coating Greed's palm and fingers.
Panting and flushed a healthy pink from the whole ordeal, I looked up at Greed curiously with my eyes still half lidded and glazed over from lust as he brought his hand up to look at the spoils of his labor. Curiosity turned to blushing disbelief as a deep red tongue peeked out from tan lips to lap at the creamy substance dripping from his fingers. "Greed! Do you have to do that now?" I groaned and hid my face in the sheets from embarrassment as he merely raised both eyebrows comically in response, mouth still busy cleaning my come from his hand in obscene licks and slurps. "Well it certainly wouldn't be as fresh after it dried Kim," Oh of course because what sound logic could argue with that! "Besides doll I can't help it, you taste so good it's unreal."
As usual, my boyfriend always knew just what to say even if the topic was as obscure and lewd as this. Sitting up I smiled and kissed him lovingly on the lips as thanks for earlier, tasting myself in his mouth. "Hmm I'm glad I taste so good to you Greed. I bet you taste even better though." Doesn't it just figure though, as soon as the words had left my lips and my hands pressed against Greed's pants following his shudder and smirk at the comment, the unmistakable bang of the door closing downstairs and my mother calling for me met both our ears.
Since getting caught trying to repay my boyfriend with an awesome blowjob by my mother wasn't high on either of our lists, I yanked up my pants quickly as Greed buttoned up his shirt. I could already hear my mom walking up the stairs so I ushered Greed out the window with a promise I'd give him his stuff from downstairs once I'd distracted her enough not to notice me stepping out for a bit. Before I could shut the window though, Greed slipped back in insistently asking if I had a recent photo of my mom. "Why on earth would you need that at a time like this Greed?" I hissed silently as footsteps came to the uppermost step. "I told you I'd send someone by tomorrow to help you get her all dolled up but he'll need a reference photo so he'll have something early on to work with!"
Groaning in frustration, I pulled out a dusty old photo album from under my bed and pilfered through the pages, grinning with glee when I found what I'd been looking for. "Here, it's a year old but trust me she still looks about the same." The picture though a little frayed had been taken just a year ago on my first day at the Infinite Alchemists Academy. Despite numerous grievances I have about my mother, I had to admit she gave it her all on that day to be completely sober and even a moderately good parent. She had gotten up early that morning, put on a nice shirt and long skirt, cooked me breakfast and even walked me to school. When we got there, she asked some random business guy in a suit that had been walking by to take our picture with a camera she'd brought along. It felt just like old times before Dad went away.
I looked so happy with her there. My signature grin looked even more joyous than usual in the picture as my mom hugged me around my shoulders smiling happy as can be at her little robin. Remembering where I was, I straightened up and looked up at Greed who had been grinning both at the photo and my dazed expression for a while now, blushing at my own forgetfulness and shoving it into his hands. "Here, bring it back tomorrow yeah?" Greed simply nodded in response looking the photo over some from his spot on my windowsill, grin spreading across his face as his stare focused on the little freshman me in the picture. "Aww Kim you made such an adorable fishy, makes me wish I'd transferred here back then."
With an aggravated grunt, I promptly pushed my snarky boyfriend the rest of the way out the window, and oh don't freak out on me, there's a ledge right underneath with a reasonable amount of space for him to land on. "I am no fish, honey pie! And I expect that photo back in one piece!" I replied with a grin as I watched with a sudden curiosity as Greed literally somersaulted and backflipped his way off my roof, looking more like a one of those male ballerinas in tights than my usual leather clad boyfriend, giving me a faux two-fingered salute once he reached the ground. "Whatever you say sugar lips! See ya tomorrow." With that he vanished from sight just as my mother finally knocked on my door, reminding me offhand why I'd just chucked my goofy boyfriend out a window in the first place.
"Zolf, you there baby? I saw you left your stuff downstairs by the door. Can you come down and help me with groceries please? Some of them are pretty heavy…" Quick as a bunny, I hopped off my bed and opened the door so not to raise suspicion even managing a smile as I noticed with subtle surprise my mother was indeed sober and remarkably so as dark blue eyes focused fully on my face. "Hey ma, yeah I got home fine. Sure I'll help, just leave them to me yeah? They in the trunk like always?" Mom made room for me as I walked out into the hallway and downstairs, smiling as she followed close behind. "Mhmm, there aren't too many left. I thought we could have a nice homemade dinner since we haven't sat down to eat together in a while. And what better time than Thanksgiving."
The only reason we've hardly sat down to eat together is because I've been the only one ordering take out for myself and your sorry drunk ass, I thought malignly before shaking my head. This mom I was talking to wasn't the one I hated, wasn't the one who would mercilessly beat me and yell till my eyes were brimming with tears in the past. This one was sober, probably as close to a normal mother as I'd ever get and closest to the very one I'd smiled so fondly in remembrance of in the photo I'd given Greed moments ago. If she wanted to clean herself and the state of this family up, than I should be encouraging not malevolent.
Walking outside, I made a quick note to slide Greed's bag and sunglasses outside near the door so he could sneak by and grab them as I made my way over to the car, heaving several bags chockfull of groceries into my arms. With a grunt I carried them all back inside, setting them down on the counter once I reached the kitchen much to my hands' relief. Once all the bags were inside and the groceries were squared away, I decided to have an apple as Mom began work on dinner, regarding her skeptically as I sunk my teeth past red skin and into the pale flesh of the fruit. She's still got light bags under her eyes and her hands are shaking a bit, but I had to satisfyingly admit Mom looked much better now that she'd seemed to get the alcohol out of her system. If I could just do a sweep of all her usual hiding spots and keep the house clear of wine bottles and beer alike for a few weeks, we might even be in the clear.
As she rinsed some carrots and celery in the sink and set them on the cutting board to be chopped, she looked over her shoulder at me. "I know it probably doesn't mean much coming from me right now but I'm so sorry for how things have been here for such a long time Zolf…" Tch sure…just like you always say after you've had a ball bruising my back blue and tugging at my hair… "I bet I've made your life just so difficult with the way I've acted and for that there's no excuse I know, believe me I do." Damn straight I nearly muttered out through a mouthful of fruit before holding back any venom and simply swallowing my snack giving her a skeptical glance. "So what then Mom, you're telling me you'll just hop off the booze and pot and go right back to being a doting stay at home mom, is that it? Why the sudden change huh?"
I couldn't help the venomous rasp my voice took as I questioned her sudden epiphany of responsible motherhood but I had my rights to be pissed. She'd tried to kick the stuff at least two other times since Dad died and they all ended the same way in that my hopes would be dashed and our trash bin would fill with empty bottles once more. She seemed to sense my hostility as her face saddened in what I could tell was a cross between guilt and or pity, neither of which I had much patience for. Silently, almost remorsefully she bared the cutting knife and made the first crisp chop into the stalks of celery, busying her hands as she talked. "I realized I'd missed your father's birthday this morning…" Oh, Oh so she finally noticed eh?
Truth be told, my father's birthday was three months ago back in August. On the 14th just like it's always been. I remember because I've always made a point to celebrate it whether Mom was present or not. Each year I'd make a run down to the bakery on Risembool Street and pick out a few of the petifore cakes with white icing. They'd always been his favorites, Ms. Pinako would always happily reminisce those exact words as she'd wrap up my order. In pink tissue paper always, real men wear pink proudly she'll always tell me. After I've paid she'll always hand me a sand tart, on the house sonny, for myself on the way out. I'd gobble the powder sugar doused things like water as a kid and the smell of the almond filled crust still made my mouth water even now.
After that, I'd stop by the police station where Jelso and Zanpano would always toss me a can of beer they'd keep stored at the back of the fridge all year. It's the same brand the station has permitted the officers to keep since forever and I always have to laugh at the busty blonde decked out in cowboy gear offering up a tray of cold pints on the can, Bang Kaboom Beer indeed. From there I bike all the way back to the cemetery and kick back next to the grave they'd set up for him after the accident. There's an empty space of grass and dirt next to him so Mom can lay with him after he dies so I usually sit there and set out his gifts. The cakes I leave on a space on the small ledge given from his tombstone since honestly I wouldn't eat them myself and it's a sentiment really. The beer however I'll snap open with s pop and pour out over the grass spanning in front of his stone. Since every man deserves at least one drink on his birthday even if said man is dead.
Still even with the number of birthdays she's missed up to this point, I had to reign myself in from lashing out on the fact she did look sincerely sad at having not been there as she stared down at the cutting board, hand clutching the knife's handle so tight her knuckles were turning paler than her actual skin. "I know I haven't been the ideal mother to you Zolf. Not even remotely in such a long time and I can't say how sorry I am but what I can say is I'll do everything and anything I can to stop that and be better to you and our life here from now on…I promise. I…I even got a new job." Color me surprised, hearing that I nearly spewed bits and pieces of red delicious all over the table as she gave me a small smile, evidently proud of herself. Mom hadn't held a steady job in about five years. We'd been getting by on money and good wishes sent by family up till now. I was working from a scholarship I'd earned in the entrance exam at the academy so thankfully we'd never had to worry about tuition.
Falling back into the sound of the carrots being cut into bits for a stew, I sighed and looked up hopefully at the figure of my mom in the kitchen. The sight oddly enough was calming to me after all the years of madness I'd endured with my mother up to this point. Maybe…just maybe she'll actually manage to drag herself back out this time. I bit my lip offhand as I went over the possibilities in my head as mom started to cut the chicken she'd bought into thin strips. "So Zolf, do you have anything fun things planned for your holiday break? I know the academy is giving you kids at least a week off." Confident I could steer this in the direction I needed, I smiled and tilted my head back at the smells of dinner cooking, mind wandering to a familiar shark-toothed grin.
"Actually Mom, I was gonna go out with my boyfriend on a few dates and I was even thinking it's time you two meet." Mom paused and glanced at me in surprise as she set water on the stove to boil. "You have a boyfriend Zolf? Since when?" I grinned as her dark blue eyes appeared like that of a doe. "Mhmm! And we've been dating for about a month now." Honestly I was expecting a number of outcomes from a woman finding out her teenage son was in a homosexual relationship with another man, for a month even. I'd hoped she wouldn't faint or throw pans around, nothing too dramatic.
What I didn't count on was the shrill squeal of happiness that shot through my ears like nails on a chalkboard nor that I'd be suddenly enveloped in a tight squishy mom hug, the woman nearly squeezing the life out of me. "Oh my sweet little robin's found his first love! Zolfy that's wonderful!" After I'd wheezed out a hoarse Thank you and she realized I was nearly turning blue, she let go but not before kissing the top of my head as if I was her baby boy all over again. "Tell me all about him then, I want to know everything!"
So with that I gave her all the details I could, Mom especially confused with what kind of a mother would name her son after a biblical sin and what kind of father would allow it. To which I could only give a simple shrug, knowing from personal experience that Greed's mother and father were exactly that kind people. Mom seemed hesitant though after I'd mentioned the motorcycle and the fact that he was a year older than me, smacking the spoon that she'd been stirring the stew with down on the counter saying "He'd better be the perfect gentleman if he expects to receive my blessing to date my little robin!" After I'd made sure the wooden spoon was away and no longer a danger I peeked back up over the counter whining. "Mom, we're already dating you know…and Greed is a gentleman mostly. He just messes around a lot is all."
Mom brought her spoon up trying a taste of the broth brewing with all the meat and vegetables before pilfering through the spice cabinet for salt huffing softly. "Yes I'm aware sweetie. But as a parent I have to review his actions very carefully to make sure he'd be a positive influence on you in a relationship. For example if you two ended up getting married…" "MOM!" I looked at her incredulously, dark red painting my cheeks not nearly showing how flustered my mind became from simply that word. I mean it'd be nice eventually I admit and Greed's so sweet and protective and warm when we're cuddli-BUT we've only been dating for a month, still way too early to be getting hopes up over something as silly but nice as that.
I realized I'd still been in dreamland as my mom started talking again so I shook myself of blushing thoughts to listen. "What? It's a perfectly logical thought Zolf. I wouldn't mind if you ended up marrying a man but I do want to meet this boy before your relationship goes any further just in case I need to set him straight." Funny how all this protective diligent mom stuff this hasn't occurred to you until after a FULL MONTH mom…Still it was an opportunity nonetheless for me to get the two together, Mom would meet Greed and see he's obviously a nice guy and leave it at that and Greed would finally get to meet my very eager but well-meaning direct line of family.
It was perfect, during dinner I asked mom about the following morning and if she'd like to go to which she happily replied yes, putting all my plans smoothly into motion. Texting Greed the details quickly on my phone, I enjoyed one of the first nice home-cooked meals with my mother for the first time in ages. After we'd set out details and guidelines for tomorrow(not mentioning marriage being one of them) we didn't do too much talking since we were quite occupied with the food in our plates but it was still heaven compared to all those nights of sitting alone in my bed texting friends while munching who knows what from Xingese takeout.
We both decided to get to bed early would be best since I'd told her somebody would be coming by to help get everything ready in the morning. Though in all honesty I may have fibbed just a bit and said it was some professional stylist Greed had been buddies with, Eh what's one little lie gonna do right? So with many hopeful thoughts for the following morning I fell into a peaceful slumber, my bed and pillow not so unpleasantly smelling of Greed from our time there earlier. Reveling in the scent, my eyelids fluttered closed as sleep took over.
As I awoke, I was no longer in my bed but strapped to a stone table in a massive dark room lit by several torches all at certain points. As my focus cleared I realized, in surprise then horror that each were placed at a point of a giant transmutation circle, torches set at each five points of the pentagram my table rested inside. I tried to call for help but I found I had no voice, calls becoming more frequent as I realized in my mute horror that all the lines in the circle had been etched in blood. The entire room now reeked of it in a dense fog of stench so heavy I almost gagged.
My observations of my surroundings paused however as a sound echoed off the stone walls, a door far off was shoved open, bright light pouring through the entrance stinging my eyes. In my blurred vision I could make out two figures entering through the door before it shut again subduing my vision to what was shown by the torch light. I could still hear it though, even though I couldn't see them, I could hear the two sets heavy footsteps as they padded across the stone floor. A dark chuckle rang through the putrid air I was forced to breathe, my eyes going wide with recognition of whom my captor was. "Hmm seems our precious patient has finally awakened, how fortuitous…" Hohenheim! That creepy bastard, I should've known it'd be him. Even now I couldn't help but grimace as his smug arrogant features became illuminated by the torchlight as he neared the table.
I didn't care that I had no voice and threw as many curses and obscenities at the man as I possibly could, using every cuss in my repertoire despite the fact it only seemed to amuse the infuriating man as he let out a great booming laugh that ricocheted all across the great room. Reaching forward he gripped my jaw between his thumb and forefinger preventing me from mocking him any further. As he leaned forward tilting his head from side to side observing me closely as if I were some mere lab rat, I deeply felt the urge to thrash my head away and bite at his hand. The overall fury and contempt in my eyes only seemed to humor him greater as a disturbingly wide grin spread across his normally stoic face striking a chord of fear inside me. "He's got such a feisty spirit doesn't he dearest? Perhaps he'll even survive the procedure."
An eerie giggle rang through my ears as the only other figure I had sensed walk in with him stepped into the light revealing herself as none other than Greed's mother Dante though for the strangest reason her skin seemed much paler and age-ridden than the lush features I had seen her with earlier. "Oh yes darling, I couldn't agree more. Seems our son's little pet has the most atrocious temper." However her expression darkened to one of clear disgust as she crossed her arms over her chest at the mention of this procedure. "Humph even if his body does endure the overall stress, I have no intention of adding him to our lovely family dear. Seven kids are plenty enough."
She shot her husband a pointed look to which he nodded vehemently in agreement removing his grip from my chin much to my relief. "Of course dearest, I will take necessary precautions with dose. I wouldn't want him harming our son any longer than he already has." At the mention of Greed, my eyes widened as I fully lost control of my anger, voice suddenly coming back as I fought against my restraints with my palms glowing from the surge in emotions. "You arrogant sickos! You think I have a temper now? Let me off this table and I'll show you just how angry I can be! I'll paint this entire room red with your blood and decimated remains!" My outburst seemed to give them both a surprise as Dante walked to stand securely behind her husband murmuring disapprovingly, "Such revolting violence…"
I shot her a murderous glare before grinning sadistically at her beloved husband whom at the moment was regarding me as if I were a mere insect blocking his path. "Just try to end me, old man! It'll be the biggest fucking mistake you'll ever make, and trust me. Even if you do manage to do away with me, Greed will find out and he'll kick both your asses!" Never in all my life had I snapped as bad as I had right now, but I just felt such searing rage burn through my veins even as I threw my head back laughing like the madman I was. "I belong to him now! And he's mine! So do your worst, you twisted old fruit! Cuz I guarantee the moment he figures out who took me from him, he'll gut both you and your wife like a fish!"
With that I laid my head back, chest heaving as I glared fiercely up at them both, arms still twisting and writhing in their restraints. They should have been nervous, terrified, fuck they should've been pissing themselves by now. I'd never gotten this bad before but for once I knew I'd be more than satisfied to end it all with a boom. However, after a few moments of silence, Hohenheim scoffed. That fucker scoffed, and gazed at me like I was little more than a child having a temper tantrum. "I have no doubt my son will find out what's to become of you, in fact he already has. The only one without a clue here, boy, is you Mr. Zolf. It's stifling just how little you realize what great hurt you've caused my son"
I knew he was just trying to unravel me, get inside my head but I couldn't help the shudder of despair that went through me at that moment. "G-Greed knows I'm here…? Why h-hasn't he stopped you then huh? Answer me that, why isn't he here?" Dante finally spoke up once more at this, her expression displaying a sheer delight at the answer. "Oh but he is, sweetie! Would it make you more comfortable to see him before we begin?" What would make me COMFORTABLE is for these damn straps to be loosened so I can blow both of you to smithereens! But the woman seemed completely benign to what I'd prefer at the moment as she turned around staring into complete darkness as if someone was there, that or more likely she doesn't give a shit. "Oh darling! Come here my child, Zolf wants to see you!" To my utter shock and fear, someone really was there as footsteps padded across the stone floor, soft clicks resounding with each step hinting to the presence of claws as Dante beckoned the figure still. "Yes there you go! C'mon then my beautiful boy, come show your nice friend how pretty you've become."
He's here…He hadn't come in with those two, that I know for certain…He's been here the entire time…why…why didn't he do anything to help me then? Finally shaking myself from my thoughts, I lurched forward against my restraints calling out to him, the smallest hint of hope mixed with fear clear as a bell in my voice. "Greed! Is that you? Greed talk to me please, what did they do to you? Greed please!" The only answer I got was silence as the steps came closer to the center of the circle before they stopped just outside the light. Even with the little light I had I could still make out Greed's tall figure as it stood there still at a statue, just looking at me.
Dante clapped her hands in some sick sense of adoration walking over to him though still staying in the light. "There's my gorgeous child! Oh don't be so bashful, come into the light so we can get a good look at you." My stomach churned from sheer nausea at her words as I struggled still trying to see him as he walked forward finally. "Greed…? Greed help me please, I don't like this… I'm frightened, I don't like this place. Greedy talk to me, please baby just say something! I need you to…" My voice died in my throat as light finally enveloped Greed's approaching figure, but something was terribly wrong. No…this wasn't Greed, it wasn't my Greed at all…I…I doubt it was even human.
Though it carried the physique of a human and walked on two legs, its appearance resembled hardly anything like that of a normal human being. It was tall and wore leather pants just like my Greed had but not much else. However unlike the sun kissed tan skin I'd come to adore and layer with kiss after kiss, torch flames flickered and reflected off of a dark hard surface that covered his entire being in a haunting dark gray tone more similar to stone than any kind of skin I knew. Long beautifully muscled arms that had held me tenderly earlier that day with hands that stroked and caressed me so carefully now appeared monstrous in their smooth hard covering, ending in hands like that of a demon with long lethal sharp claws extended from each finger, his feet which had scratched against the room's floors earlier baring similar claws on each toe.
What struck me the most though was its head and face. Dante seemed unable to hold back her joy finally and cooed at the creature that towered over her so menacingly, leaning up on her toes to kiss his black snout. Nothing like the straight strong nose I'd nip out of affection when we'd walk home or he'd surprise me during lunch. And what became of the cute shark-toothed grin surrounded by tempting lips I'd come to completely adore and love as much as the man that came with it…? Only to be replaced by these ferocious fanged jaws of some sort of beast he'd become, poised in an eternal snarl even with the neutral expression his face held now. But what broke me completely were the kind deep amethyst eyes that had stared so deeply and lovingly into mine countless times were now narrowed to feral slits and surrounded by a cold black where the whites of his eyes once were.
Even with such a fierce face though, the eyes drooped in an ashamed sadness as they connected with mine and I knew then, even with the blood red lines running down and over his eyes across a smooth rock hard skull void of spikey dark brown strands to rustle playfully when messing around. It really was him, as much as I wanted to cry and sob at what they'd done to him, there was no doubt that this…golem, this demon in front of me was in fact the man I loved. "G-Greed…oh god my s-sweet Greed…" I didn't care that my voice had become so hoarse and pitiful as tears pooled at my eyes and threatened to spill forth. Let them see me break and weep…Hell let them laugh at me…I didn't care since I could see or chose to see unlike them the concern that flashed through ghostly violet eyes as he saw my eyes start to water with fresh tears.
Dante finally returned her gaze back to me to smile and patted my cheek gently even as I jerked away from the cold heartless touch. "Oh don't despair dearie. We'll get him back to the way he was, that's why we need you here." Without me even realizing it, Hohenheim had walked back a few feet to a space in the transmutation, rearing my head back to him in fear as he slammed both hands down completing the connection. As blood etched runes and symbols started to glow all around me, Dante gripped my neck forcing my gaze back to hers as she smirked still so cold and calm even as the entire room became illuminated by the red glow below us. "Now be a good boy and give our son what he needs" With that she clutched my neck tight in her grip, smiling even as I gasped and choked for air in her unusually strong hold.
Suddenly unimaginable pain shot through my entire body as if each and every one of my bones and tendons were snapping all at once. A scream caught in my throat as Dante still held my neck tight in her hand. Hohenheim's stagnant expression, Dante's psychotic smile and Greed's remorse filled look burned into my mind as a ringing filled my ears perhaps from the transmutation happening below that got louder and louder.
With a shout, I shot out of my bed in a cold sweat throwing my palms forward in defense only to realize I was back in my bed at home on my usual street. Letting out a shuddering breath, I shakily got up once my legs would finally move as the same ringing that had plagued my ears in my dream rung continuously now from the door downstairs as someone repeatedly jabbed the doorbell. A dream…it was just a dream Zolf…nothing more. Taking a few calming breaths, I stumbled down stairs, senses still numb from sleep as I stared none too happily at the clock on the wall that read it was only 6:30 in the damn morning. Who the hell is even up this early the first Saturday of break? And making house calls at that!
Frustration a much needed outlet to distract me and help me forget the horrifying nightmare I'd had, I tore open the door ready to tell whatever Jehovah's witness or vacuum salesman who was living the early bird gets the worm lifestyle to fuck off only to have countless fabrics, dresses and other assorted piles of clothes shoved into my arms as what looked like a walking pineapple from my cloth impaired vision strut its way into my house already naming off demands left and right. "Good you're awake, Greed did say you were an early riser. Now then, heavens this place is a wreck! And I can see well more like smell you haven't showered yet so after we've brewed me some coffee that'll be first on your to do list. Anyhow where is my fabulous beauty to be?"
Throwing down the clothes and other materials on the couch with an agitated huff, I reared my gaze back to said walking pineapple who now appeared to be in fact what I suppose can pass for a man due to the flat chest. However the feminine face and smooth curvy hips along with his dark green hair tied back with a purple scrunchy were making me doubt my own assumption. "And just who may I ask are you? I'm friends with officers down at the station so you'd best answer quickly before I give them a call." I said sternly fixing him with a skeptical glare as eyes of a familiar shade of violet locked onto mine as a smirk tugged at the boy's lips. "Ah sorry, Dad's always telling me I talk too much. Guess this is why." With a flick of his wrist, the boy pulled the scrunchy loose letting wave after wave of dark green hair fall to rest at his lower back in sharp points. Somebody hates split ends I guess…
"I'm Envy, Greed's younger brother. Can't tell you how nice it is to finally meet the strapping young alchemist I've heard so much about." My expression must've been pretty comical with my cheeks dusted a fair pink and my golden eyes wide as Envy fell into a fit of giggles, probably misunderstanding my embarrassment over the statement instead of the reality only I and Greed probably knew and was laughing his ass off at right now that this was Greed's transvestite brother Envy whom I'd mistaken formerly as his lover/girlfriend when he was in full drag that fateful night at the Halloween carnival. "Ha! Ahahaha! You should see your face! Gosh you really are cute, no wonder Greed's been acting like such a love struck oaf lately. And you're just his type too." He remarked with a smirk as he paced around me in a circle, looking at me like a piece of meat up for inspection as my eyebrows raised high in befuddlement at the comment.
"Type? Greed has a type?" I wondered aloud much to his amusement as he let out a soft chortle shrugging as he pilfered through the scattered materials I'd left on the couch. "But of course! Everyone prefers a certain type of person over another especially when it comes to lovers. And Greed's always been pining for somebody juuust like you." The look I shot him giving a clear sense of my confusion, he grinned with two sewing needles set in his teeth as he gather a few dresses into his arms motioning to me with a pointed finger. "You've got a cute face and luscious hair, honestly I have to ask what shampoo do you use? So shiny! But despite that, you've got a strong Amestrian nose and cheekbones and even though from I heard that you are the 'girl' of the relationship," He emphasized this with air quotes in what I assume was a subtle hint he'd guessed I'd be on bottom during sex, though I wouldn't complain about that at all in the first place to be honest, " You still carry a very confident and domineering persona and posture. So you're a pretty little thing to look at but underneath there's a hell of a lot of fight to go with that beauty. A perfect does of Beauty and Beast."
With that he stuck the needles into the bundle of clothes and ribbon he was carrying to give me a smirk. Despite his bossy entrance and um…dressing habits, I couldn't help but smile back with a sense Envy was probably just as special in the same sense as his brother if not more by his wild appearance. "Interesting hypothesis I suppose. And yes I'm Zolf Jae Kimblee just so introductions can be in order. Most people just call me Kim or Kimblee though, nice to meet you too Envy." With a grin I patted his shoulder gently, Envy staring at me in disbelief before chuckling and grinning right back. "Hmm I'll call you Kimblee then. I like that name and you're seriously something else, most people just gape and drool like idiots when I ramble like that."
With a short laugh he dropped a bag that had been strapped to his shoulder down on the floor with a heavy thud, emptying the contents out revealing possibly the largest collection of cosmetics and hair care supplies and tools I'd ever seen. "Anyways all things aside, I'll be your styling assistant to help with your mother this morning. You just tell me where your bathroom and outlets are and I'll handle the rest. Is she awake by the way?" As he leaned down to pick up a curling and flat iron as well as hairdryer and assorted hairsprays, I was more than intrigued when his casual jean shorts slid up to partially reveal the better half of a crimson inked tattoo on his left thigh identical to the one on Greed's left hand. "Uh no but I can go wake her up now if ya like…hey, just out of curiosity do all your siblings have that tattoo? I know Greed has one on his hand."
At the mention, Envy shot straight up and tugged down his shorts to cover it up as he waltzed rather quickly into the kitchen not meeting my eye as he smiled. "Eh? Oh yeah now that you mention it I guess we do. It's the ouroboros, the sign of the infinite ya know, snake eating its own tail and all. It's just a family thing ya know? Heh heh kind of lame I know." Well it was sounding pretty badass until you shot it down just now, I thought somberly as I followed him through the hallway making sure he didn't make any wrong turns. "Funny, Greed's never told me about it or that all his siblings had it…" Turning on his heel, Envy only smiled and with a tip of his head was off to the races again, setting up this and that. "Yeah Greedo's never been very fond of bringing his love life home to uh meet the family if ya get my drift. He and Dad have never really seen eye to eye and he's definitely not a momma's boy either."
So yeah Greed hates both his parents I get it, still though I could see why Greed had been so gun ho about running off to rescue his little brother that night at the carnival. Even though he was basically telling someone he just met that his older brother hated their parents guts, there was just a certain fondness that would pass through his eyes as he talked about him. Envy really did care about his big brother deep down. "Yeah I've been to breakfast with him and three of the 'sins' so I understand there's tension." At this Envy actually looked up from the colorfully array of nail polish he'd set out and gave me a goofy face whistling softly. "Woohoohoo~! So you've already seen us at mealtime and you're still sticking around? Keh! Damn you're a keeper for sure, Greed better not tip the canoe on this one."
I couldn't help the blush that flew across my face at that but still I suppose it was true that had been a truly terrifying event for me. Just thinking about how all of them together would be like at dinnertime gave me the shivers. But even then I knew I'd still go through it if I had to. Fuck call me a romantic sap but at this point I'd do anything for Greed if he asked me to. Envy suddenly jarred me out of my thoughts though as he slapped my back none too gently and grinned tying his hair back again. "Now that we've gotten the small talk out of the way, hop to it. We've got a makeover to do!" And as I walked in to gently rouse my mother from slumber, I couldn't help the slight terror that rushed through my heart over what the palm tree haired stylist in my living room had planned for my mother as he nearly sashayed his way into the restroom to run her a bath. It'll be interesting at least.
Authors Note: Hey again I'm so sorry with how long updates have taken for any and all readers out there. Hope this long chapter made up for it. Originally I'd planned on making it longer but since I've now officially broken my record for longest word count in any of my fics I decided to wrap it up. We finally see a bit of Greed in his Ultimate Shield form which was very fun to write about ^^ and I slipped Envy in there. His character is pretty hard to pin when his relationship to his brother in this is civil compared to his anime self who hates him. Sorry if it's OC. Anywho since it's summer I really will try and do better on updates, next chapter for this fairly soon since again I'd already written it out. Please stay tuned and Toodle-loo!
