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++++Walk with me in Hell++++

Pride's arm was still held tightly in my grasp as we ran as fast as we could back to the house. I had anticipated Alphonses' intense reaction to Pride, but I hadn't even considered running into him so soon! I imagine this will complicate things but for now I just need to get us back to the damn house. I figure once I'm there I can gage Pride a bit better, I'm not sure how he's handling this, he's been silent this whole time. Once I know what's up with him I can make a new plan.

The edge of town was just in sight, just a few more minutes till we would be underground and that much closer to home. I am not sure what's going through Pride's mind but I bet 10 to 1 it's about 50,000 questions he's waiting to ask me. I need to think of something to tell him. I can't just come right out and say "oh him? He's Edward's brother, the one he killed himself for!" That would probably go down bad. I could see Pride running off to see if he could learn anything about himself from Al. Even after death Edward Elric's curiosity could not be stated.

++++Pray for solace++++

We enter the house without a sound and are in our room in no time. Only once I've closed and locked the door do I release my hold on Pride. Without looking at me he moves silently to the only chair in our room. I release the breath I didn't know I was holding in a loud sigh and walk over to the bed taking a seat there. My mind is blank as I stare at Pride, his face is blank and he has yet to even move from the position he had sat down in. His eye's set on the window he so often sits in to read. What Now?

I was unable to think of a single thing to say or do. It was as if I was waiting for Pride to finally say something, anything, or to even run out the door in search of the answers he knew I would never give him; I sallow thickly and look away from his blank face. As much as I might like to point out the seminaries between Pride and Edward they are not the exact same. Pride is more one to take the time to think shit out, whereas Edward was notorious for winging it. Pride tends to think before speaking, Edward rarely did. Pride knows when giving in to me will benefit him and when to fight back, Edward didn't believe in give into me only fighting me. It's these times that I am unsure how to handle Pride. I don't know what to do with or for him. Beating him to a bloody mess doesn't even seem appealing at these times as I know Pride most likely will just avoid the fight as much as he can. He may like fighting and may hate losing but if he's not in the mood for it he'll just dodge till I get to angry and crack his skull open. This is something that doesn't happen too often.

Pray for resolve++++

It's gotten dark in our room in the mere minutes we've been back, so I silently get up and make my way to the small bedside table that holds the only real light we have, a rather large oil lamp. I grab the matches from the only drawer on the small table and strike one, lightly it then the lamp quickly before taking a breath and blowing out the match. The room is lit in a warm glow now, I look over at Pride and he's still staring out the window even though now it's near impossible to see from the glare the lamp has created. I wonder what he's thinking about. I stare for a few more seconds before turning back to the small bedside table. This table holds everything truly important to me. I open the drawer again but this time I pluck the small leather bag that hold my red stones. The bag feels light in my hand, have to see Dante about getting more. I seem to be going through them much faster then I first thought I would. However I also must note that my hunger for them has also risen quite a bit. I seem to be consuming more than Pride most times. Though I would have thought it would be the other way round, it really doesn't matter to me how many of these fucking things I eat. After closing the drawer I take up my position on the bed again only this time I finally say something, "Pride."

Pride whips his head around to face me at the sound of his name. I say nothing more but simply motion for him to come here to the bed with me. His eyes flash down to my hand holding the stones before he stands and makes his way to me, silent as always. The bed dips slightly under his small weight. He sits facing me with one leg folded under him, his hands in his lap and gaze on the floor to the side of the bed. His body languish screams upset about something. I know he's waiting for me to do something so I open the bag and pull out some stones. I place the bag back in my lap and grab one of his hands from his lap. Opening his hand fully I drop the stones in his palm. I grab the bag again and pull some out for myself before tossing the near empty bag on the bed next to me. I move to lean back against the wall and stretch my legs out in front of me, crossing them at the ankles.

I've already started eating my stones before I notice Pride hasn't move yet again. His stones lay on his palm which is laying face up on his lap. I sallow what's in my mouth and move forward abit, I reach out pulling gently on a piece of sunshine blonde hair, a small attempt at trying to get Pride's attention in a new way. He slowly turns to look at me, his face is still blank. What now? I've got his attention but why did I want it in the first place? Cuz he's upset and you want to know why,my mind cuts in with its unwanted two cents. I know I'm right but still I should already know what Pride's problem is. He just recently met two people whom he was very close with before death. Conformation, Stupid. Fuck Shut Up! Why am I even talking to myself in my head? No, not even talking arguing in my head with myself. Pride must really be getting to me.

Pride is still staring at me, waiting for whatever it was that I wanted from him. However the blank look seems to have disappeared sometime while I was arguing with myself, replaced with a soft look of wonder. Hopefully he doesn't ask what I'm thinking about, just how would I go about explaining THAT somewhat conversation? The part of my mind I was arguing with takes over and I hear my own voice suddenly, "What's your problem, shorty?"

Pride's eyes go wide at my words before he looks away. Silents hang thickly in the air before Pride does speak, "Who were they?"

Ah it's that time already is it? "Roy Mustang and Alphonse Elric."

"Alphonse Elric was my brother wasn't he?" He hasn't looked up yet, my eyes haven't left his face.

"Yes."

"I see and the other man?" He looks up to the wall instead of the floor now.

"Roy was your commander or some shit like that." He didn't ask for details on Roy's involvement in his life, just who he was.

"I see."

Minutes pass silently as I continue to stare at Pride and Him the wall, both of us lost in thought. I lean back on the wall again and trying to imagine what's going on in his head right now.

"They'll come looking for me now." I'm quite shocked I must admit. I never thought of that but Pride had. He turns to look at me with one eyebrow raised slightly; his look screamed "you didn't think of that yet did ya?" I turn away with a frown, little fucker got me on that one.

"Well let them try. If they do happen to find us I'm sure it won't be here and that's really all that matters." I start eating again as if to say "enough of this talking bullshit". He now knew all he needed to know from me. I wasn't about to answer anymore questions of his.

I don't look back at Pride and the silents takes over again. I'm near done eating before I hear the sound of Pride finally starting to eat. Soon we're both finished and staring at nothing really when I see it for the first time. Pride's right arm, the one with our Ouroboros on it, has started to glow faintly in a funny shape near the symbol of our life. I sit upright and grab his arm, leaning into see it as clearly as possible . It's like the stones are coming to the surface of his skin in liquid form and staining his skin like a tattoo of sorts;, Pride is watching me closely, still as can be.

I lean back and release his arm with a sigh. I really don't get Pride at all sometimes. Now his body is acting strangely. Also need I mention the little fact that up till this point he has yet to show any sign of a gift other then his new "tattoo". It's not a very helpful gift I might add, totally useless in fact. I hope this isn't the only thing he can do and judging by his blank stare at his arm I doubt he was even a wear it was happening. Fuck.

Pray for a savior++++

Hours later found us across the room from one another, I sit on the bed with my back against the wall and Pride in his window. Pride was immersed in a giant book on Human Religion as I was simply writing down a few things I dimed important, like Pride's progress. His arm changing like that was new and surprising. I didn't know what to make of it, never had any homunculus done what Pride's body had done. I wanted a closer look at his arm over all but mostly I wanted to see that reaction again if it was possible.

Pride's own reaction to the change in his body was slight if there at all. At first he didn't notice at all until I grabbed hold of his arm. I wonder just what he is capable of if he didn't notice a somewhat large change in his body like that or if he is just that useless. Some tests would help to confirm my thoughts to one or the other until then I would need to see Dante in the morning for more stones. She will most certainly send me on a mission of importants' for my asking. Nothing in this world is free, least of all with that cranky old bitch.

At the sound of Pride's book closing I look up. He's looking down at the book in his hands, though he has turned his body to face me he remains silent. I sigh threw my nose and look back to my notes, thinking "He reads too much." See reading for Pride means that later after he is done the book he will continue to reflect on it and have questions about the things he has read and thought about. It can be a very tiring process for me if you can imagine.

We remain like this for some time before I feel the bed dip beside me. I close the notebook I was using and put everything away. I don't look at Pride at all throughout this time. It's like I'm holding my breath till I know he will speak and have questions I don't wanna answer right now. It's been a long day and I just wanna lay in the dark for a bit. Before Pride can even open his mouth I have the lamp blown out and am climbing back onto the bed. This time I hear him sigh, he knows I don't wanna talk right now.

I lay down on my back with an arm under my head, the other by my side and close my eyes. I feel my body relax a tad and start to repair anything and everything it can. Almost like I were to go to sleep and feel awake and refreshed, only I never fall sleep just lay in the dark. It's not long before I feel Pride start to move. First laying down, then slowly creeping as close as he could to me. I sigh and put my arm around him, pulling him next to me. He's tense at first then like him came over on his own he wraps his arm around my waist and lays his head on my shoulder. Peace seems to consume me at this point.

I feel my "heart" start to slow down and my body begins to melt into some kind of comfortable pile of myself with Pride holding it all together. My eye lids feel heavy even shut, my head begins to feel warm and fuzzy. I sigh tiredly and pull my arm from under my head, then turn my body into Pride while wrapping my other arm around him. I feel him shift a bit more into me, when he's done I kiss the top of his head and mumble, "Good Night Pride". Then the peace and feelings of comfort take over completely and the world around me disappears.

Pray for deliverance, some kind of purpose++++

'Where am I?' I had opened my eyes to a forest and no Pride. This was not where I laid down at all. It was so bright out and I could feel a warm breeze at times. I looked around trying to place this forest in my head but I don't believe I've ever been here before!

"Envy!" From the left I heard Pride call me. I started off at a run to find him. I ran over the rough terrain at a speed I never thought I would have been capable of. I broke through the trees in no time and found myself in a clearing with Pride standing in its center. The sun was behind him, shining off his golden blonde hair giving him a halo of sorts. I walked closer and saw he was smiling gently, he offered his hand out to me and I grabbed a hold like it would be the last time I would ever get to touch him.

As soon as our bodies collided the sky turned black and the forest behind Pride sank into a shining red ocean. It was as though the sun had set beneath the ocean, and all the water had turned to blood. My eyes were wide in horror as I pulled Pride into my chest and wrapped my arms around him, attempting to keep him safe from the world around us. I felt Pride's hair brush my chin and looked down. He was looking up at me with that same smile; it was a gentle, easy and sweet smile. It was from the heart.

One of his hands decided to create a path along my chest, neck, then jaw where it stayed as he spoke, "Do you like this place?" What an odd question. So I guess that means I've never been here and this is somehow a world of Pride's making. Maybe his gift was better than I first thought, though it's still early for him I suppose.

I kiss him gently on the lips and replied with an easy smile of my own, No one could see us in this place, "It's perfect."

"Have you ever dreamed before?" I was dreaming? No never in the all the time I had been reborn. I didn't think it was possible as no homunculus ever had to my knowledge and I wasn't any old fool ya know.

"Never."

"You're dreaming now you know, how strange." Strange indeed, so strange I really didn't know what to say. Instead questions rushed my mind, How was I dreaming yet aware? Was this what it was like for humans? Why now? Is this all Pride's doing? This was all very confusing.

Then I heard it, it was a light, breezy sound; Pride laughing. I stared down at him in awe. I had never heard him laugh. He smiled up at me," Relax your thinking about this too much, just enjoy what I've built for you." Standing on his tip toes he leaned up and kissed me. That gentle, fast little peck on the lips was enough for me to snap outta whatever trance he had put me in. I stood up straight and put my arm around his shoulders as I looked around the dream world he had made.

The sky may have been black but the ocean was giving off enough light that it really wasn't that dark here. Even the grass seem to have its own soft glow, there was nothing but trees behind us and ocean in front. Every tree was a different species, leafs of many different colors surrounded us. The field we stood in was rather wide and the grass came up only to about my ankles. The only way I could really explain this place was simply by calling it Heaven for Monsters.

Pride had put us to sleep and in our dreams made us a sanctuary of our own. That was very interesting; though totally useless it was still very interesting. I was drawn from my thoughts by Pride pulling my chin down so our eyes met. I saw him flash a mischievous grin at me before he captured my lips in a kiss that was underlined with his taste and arousal. I closed my eyes and he too it to the next step by gently licking at my lips. I opened my mouth to him and let him explore as much as he liked. All too soon we parted and I opened my eyes to see Pride staring up at me with a look that I'd never seen directed at me, a look of pure need and want. I brought my hand up to the back of his neck and pulled him into a rough, hard kiss. His hands held my sides and pulled me tight against his body, as I nipped at his lips demanding entice to his mouth which he gave eagerly. My tongue mapped out his mouth briefly, running over his teeth, his gums, and the roof of his mouth, finally stopping to spar with his tongue. I dominated Pride's mouth for a few good long minutes before he started to fight back again and I allowed him access to my mouth.

When he was finally able to take full control of the kiss he growled into my mouth. He pulled me harder into the kiss by the back of my neck and turning his own head slightly to the left. Fire started to filled my veins and set my skin a blaze when Pride suddenly broke away from the kiss. His eyes were lidded but I could see a fire burning brightly in them, a fire I was the proud starter of. Never had anyone expressed any kind of desire for my preferred form till now. This fact had me grinning with pride inside. With a smirk Pride started to run his fingers just under the hem of my shirt, as if asking me to get rid of it for him, which I did in a flash. He then began to kiss a trail from my jaw to my neck and down my chest. Stopping to play with my nipple, rolling it between his teeth slightly gently then licking at it till it was hard and sensitive to the touch. While he moved to do the same to my left nipple my hands seemed to move of their own accord and ran up his sides, arms, up to his neck, they buried themselves in his hair at the end of their journey. I felt Pride's own hands gripping my hips and puling me as close to him as possible.

When Pride seemed satisfied with his workmanship on my chest he moved his kisses, licks and nips up to my ear. It surprised me greatly that that area of my body was source of knee melting pleasure. Pride's hands were on my shoulders and putting the slightist pressure which seemed like too much very suddenly. All too soon I found myself staring up at a black sky, Pride still driving me insane through a new and unfair method of torture. I heard a gasp as Pride's hand took up the work his mouth could no longer do on my chest; I refuse to admit to anything though. His hand found its way to my thigh and began to trace the ouroboro there, the reaction there was from more surprising. It started slow with the movement of his fingers, the pleasure rippling through my body. Once he was to the center star however it was the most intense feeling I had ever had. The pleasure had started crushing over my body in huge waves, my body arched off the ground, my fingers fisted themselves in the earth below me, I heard my scream break and go silent. The pleasure started to decrease and I was left shaking, gasping and thinking, "Just what the fuck was that?"

Pride was still at my side, his head on my shoulder, and hand on my chest. I wrapped my arms around him and leaned into him slightly. I wanted to question him on what had just happened however the completely stated and calm feelings that had overcome me were too strong to start talking and shit. I was more than happy to just lay here in this dream world of sunless skies and insane pleasure that Pride had built for us.

++++A glimpse of a light in this void of existence++++

Well, I think that went rather well but only you can tell me if it really did or not! I realize I take forever with my fiction but I hope to get better at that stuff! Showing some love doesn't hurt either! Haha anyhow peace til next time folks!