Disclaimer: I do not own FMA, otherwise it would be yaoi ;D

Thanks To: Arakawa-sama for creating such incredibly smexy guys!!
All of my wonderful reviewers! I LESS THAN THREE YOU ALL :D
Regret for partly Betaing this

Author's Notes: Gomen...I suffer from an extream case of Short Attention Spand..:P..If any of you wonder why it takes me so long to post these, that's the reason. The fic that should be updated next is Living With Lunatics -heart-! Don't forget to review and/or PM!! Your kind and inspiring words are my muse!! :D

Another note, you have to understand that Sloth plays a big role in Pride's life in this fic. She will -hopefuly - show up more and more in the future as Pride goes to ask her questions and what-not. :

Song is Hello by Evanescence

My Immortal

Two Minds. One Body. One Soul.

"Playground school bell rings again...
Rain clouds come to play again...
Has no one told you she's not breathing?
Hello, I'm your mind giving you someone to talk to;
Hello...

If I smile and don't believe,
Soon I know I'll wake from this dream...
Don't try to fix me, I'm not broken...
Hello, I'm the lie, living for you so you can hide,
I don´t cry...

Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping,
Hello, I'm still here,
All that's left of yesterday..."

Alone, Pride stood on top of a building - a church to be exact. Eyes closed, he took in the sound of everything around him. Lately, he had been getting more visions - memories - of who he had been prior to this life. Somehow, those flashbacks led him here, but for what - or why - he did not know.

Slowly, his eyes opened. On time, the church bell rang, signaling that mass was over, and everyone could go home. Dull eyes looked below as three females walked out. One was tall, with bright blue eyes and blond hair. In her arms was a girl - a few months behind two years, he guessed - wiggling about and asking to be let down.

Behind the woman Pride dubbed the mother, was another woman, much older than the blond one was. This one had fading light brown hair, and caring green-eyes. She walked over to the blond woman and talked to the child in her arms.

Not long after the brunette began talking, another woman, a young girl, as well as a young boy walked out. The older of the two had dark skin and friendly light pink eyes, as well as dark brown hair with pink bangs. Two children followed behind her; the girl was around ten, and the boy around five.

Hurriedly, the girl ran over to the oldest brunette, asking something about playing at the playground. After an affirmative nod, the girl ran to it with a grin; the boy following behind shortly. The remaining woman walked over to a bench and sat down. Listening closely, Pride could pick up that they were talking about the death of their friends.

"It's hard to believe that two years has already gone by so fast..," the pink eyed one muttered sadly as they watched the children.

"I know what you mean, Rose," the green-eyed one said softly. "It's been close to seven years since Maes' death; though I haven't gotten over it. Time just seems to go by so fast..."

"The children are growing fast, too," the one named Rose spoke once more, smiling over at the unspoken one. "Isn't Sarah's birthday coming up next month, Winry?"

The Winry nodded, and smiled a little, though her eyes held sadness. "Yes...She will be two," she explained, even though both of them knew the answers. After naming her child after her deceased mother, her life had been just short of perfect. The death of Edward still clouded her thoughts, wondering what her life would have been if Sarah was his daughter instead of John's, her husband of two years.

Having been with both the Elrics for her entire life, Winry was probably the person who took the news the hardest. However, her husband had been there in her time of need, and shed some light on her life with the news of her being pregnant.

Seeing her sad face, Gracia spoke up, "It's alright, Winry. We all still miss them dearly...It will never be the same as it was back then, but we can't muddle in the past forever; we all have children to take care of, they need us." The mother of years rubbed her daughter-like friend in a soothing way as Winry began to tear up.

"You're right...But it's just so...hard without them...I just miss him so-" She was cut off by Sarah starting to cry. As she tried to calm the toddler down, thunder could be heard overhead, and the other two children came rushing over. The clouds overhead began to darken with rain, and the group hurried to pack their small belongings.

Winry stayed behind for a moment longer; Sarah had thrown her pacifier, making the blond bend down to pick it up. As she stood back up, the toddler giggled and pointed to the top of the church. Curious, Winry turned and looked in the direction her daughter was pointing in.

There stood a clone of Edward Elric; tattoos covering his barely covered body, dull golden eyes, - not the bright, fierce ones she remembered - and his hair was a bit longer than she remembered, but there was no mistaking that it was Edward's body.

Gasping in shock, she dropped the pacifier and hesitantly took a step in the church's direction. Blue eyes met with dull golden ones, and she felt her eyes water once more. "Edward..?" She asked softly.

Suddenly, Sarah began to cry once more as lightening pierced the air. Winry looked over at her daughter for a second, but when she turned back, the figure was gone. "...Gracia's right," she said softly as she scooped up her daughter. "...I have to move on, soon..." With one more look back at the church, she went on her way home. 'Just not yet..'

--

As much as he loved the small sin, Envy found himself continuously being annoyed by him. Pride had disappeared, and Father would not be happy if something happened to his 'precious child'.

Kicking open the closest door, Envy huffed when he only found another empty room. 'That's the tenth bedroom so far,' he thought angrily, storming on down the hallway. 'Where the hell is he!?'

The sin had already checked his own room, -where Pride usually could be found-, but he found an empty bed. The golden sin rarely left Envy's side, so he had to be close by, but how big was this mansion, anyhow? There couldn't be too many other places where he could be hiding now, right?

After many minutes of searching, the green-haired sin finally found his Chibi-clone. The youngest sin was resting in his own room for a change, it seemed. Frowning slightly, Envy walked over to him and sat on the bed. Hesitantly, the sin reached out and gently brushed Pride's bangs out of his face - barely noticing he wasn't breathing; then again, they didn't need air - to get a closer look at him.

If possible, Pride looked more innocent while he slept. "Pride?" Envy asked quietly, testing to see how deep in sleep the sin was. Homunculi didn't need sleep, but if they wanted to, there was exceptions. However, they could not dream, for dreaming relied on souls, which they didn't have, either.

Receiving no reply, Envy continued to watch the sin. After a few seconds of silence, Pride shifted in his sleep, mumbling words the elder sin couldn't make out. Curious, Envy found himself wondering what Pride was remembering, if that was what was going through the younger homunculu's mind.

Eyes closed, the pale teen let out a sigh and lied on his back, resting his head on one of Pride's many pillows.

Pride, however, found himself in a dream-like state...

--

It was dark...

Always so dark...

There was nothing ever there, and it seemed that the darkness continued on for an eternity and more. He could never do anything but walk in circles. Once and a while, he would shout out, but no one would answer. He found it best if he just sat there and cry; all hope seemed to be lost for the known hero.

However, once and a while, he would walk up to him. Not that he didn't mind the company, he just wished that the boy didn't have the same face as him.

"...Edward?"

Said boy looked up, but didn't speak. They never spoke before, never took notice that the other one was ever there. It was like some unknown pact that they shared; 'don't bother me, and I won't bother you', or something like that.

"...Edward..."

Was the clone still trying to talk to him? With a frown, he looked up. Surprisingly, Pride was standing right in front of him, a frown on his face as well. "...Yeah?"

Suddenly, Pride smiled warmly. "Hello," he said, and held out a hand to help Ed up.

Hesitantly, Edward stared at the gloved hand that was held out for him to take. What was he suppose to do with it? With the frown still on his lips, he took hold of the hand and - with the help of Pride - pulled himself up. "...Hey."

"It's nice to finally talk to you," Pride continued, still smiling innocently. What was with this boy, anyhow? He was so...un-Ed-like. Edward felt a twinge of pain when he realized the homunculus in front of him was so much like his brother; innocent, friendly, and always trying to cheer others up. "Envy talks about you all the time, but I guess you would know that already..."

Edward raised an eyebrow. "Really...? No...No, I didn't know that..." Well, the sin got his attention now. "What does he say about me?"

At this, Pride frowned. "Lots of things..," he mumbled, and looked down.

"Oh..." Well, that was quite vague. "Care to explain?"

"..." A silence fell upon both the teens; Pride seemed hesitant to say what Edward wanted him to. "...He still crys...Envy doesn't think anyone knows, but we do...At first, he hurt himself...A lot...But since we heal right away, the pain doesn't stay for long. So he just settled on crying..."

Edward could feel himself stiffen. Why was Envy crying? He never thought the sin was even capable of such a grieving emotion. "How long has he been like that?" He watched as tattooed shoulders shrugged, and Pride shyed away. Wanting an answer, Edward took a step closer to the sin. "How long has he been crying?"

"Two years..."

"Two years..." the words repeated in the alchemist's mind. He had 'died' two years ago, but it wasn't possible that the emotional wreck Envy turned out to be couldn't be caused by his passing; after all, it was Envy's fault he was killed. Quietly, he asked, "Do you know why?"

Once again, Pride shrugged and looked away. "Envy doesn't think I know, but I do..." Dull eyes looked up to meet confused, bright ones. "Every time he looks at me, he either gets angry and hits me, or he fills with sadness and hugs me close. In a way, it's your fault he's like this.."

The golden sin took a step closer to Edward as he trailed off, his bare feet making silent footsteps on the invisible floor, and the Elric boy tried to back away. However, before he could even move an inch, Pride lashed out a hand and caressed Ed's face. He smiled softly, and brought his face closer to the others.

"It's your fault because you never told him..." Pride cooed in his ear, one of the many habits he picked up from his beloved Envy. Bringing up his other hand around the boy, he began to twirl a golden lock around a tattooed finger. "...Never told him that you loved him...That you spent every moment thinking about him - dreaming or not. That you dirtied your sheets moaning his name. He never would have killed you if you did..." He trailed off once again, remembering something. Dull eyes narrowed and flashed a rare glint of hate, and he stopped twirling Edward's hair to yank it, causing the human to hiss in pain. "You and I both know how much you loved him, Edward."

The youngest sin let go of the piece of hair he had been tugging at, and let his fingers travel to Edward's chin. Gently, he rubbed the boy's lower lip with a tanned thumb, and they both stared into each other's eyes, searching for something - Life? Help? Answers to this madness?

Unconsciously, Pride slowly brought his lips closer to Edward's; he was curious as to what Envy saw in the human, how such a small boy would have such a great effect over the sin who hadn't loved in many years.

Before Edward knew what was going on, he was lip-locked with his clone. He remained frozen, surprised by the sudden movement of someone who seemed to be angry with him a moment ago. However, as he felt a tongue lick his bottom lip for entrance, he gave in to the temptation, and opened his mouth with a quiet moan.

Pride, taken aback at Edward's voice enjoyment, paused, and Ed took this as an advantage. Quickly, he slipped his own tongue into the sin's mouth, making Pride blush hotly. 'There's a word for this..' Edward thought humorously. 'If I remember correctly, I think it's called being conceited...or even narcissistic..'

They stayed tongue-wrestling for a few moments, before Edward pulled away for loss of breath. He watched as Pride raised a hand to wipe extra saliva off the corner of his mouth in mild amusement. "I never knew I was such a great kisser," he joked with a chuckle.

"...I can see why now..."

"What?" the alchemist asked, and Pride let out a sigh.

"Why Envy loved you so much..," the sin murmured as he sat down. "But it's nothing I have to worry about. After all, you are stuck...in here," he paused and pointed to his head, "and there's no way you'll ever get out - at least, that's what Father says." His dull eyes moved from Edward, to the see-though ground beneath them. "Then again...Father did mention to Envy I could eventually get my - or more like your - memories back. I suppose you would like that, wouldn't you?" He asked, looking back up at his former self.

Edward stood there quietly, not really knowing how to answer him. Could that really happen? Was there a way he could escape this world of everlasting darkness? So many questions swarmed his brain. Did he really want to escape this? There was no one left out there for him; Al and Roy were dead, and everyone else probably wouldn't except him - claiming that he's only a ghost, which he would be.

"...I will be here, for you, though," Pride muttered, bringing Edward out of his thoughts.

"What?"

"...I said...I will be here for you to talk to. You're lonely...I can tell." Suddenly, the sin smiled warmly at him, and got up from the floor. "So...If you need someone to talk to, just ask..."

The boy smiled back, still a little confused, but glad for the offer. "Sounds good to me."

With a small giggle, Pride suddenly pulled Edward into an embrace, almost scaring the alchemist out of his skin. "It was really nice to finally speak with you, Edward..." He said quietly as he reluctantly pulled away.

With another smile, Pride started to turn away, but seemed to remember something. "Oh...And, please...try to keep the crying to a minimum..." When the boy shot him a confused look, he only smiled and replied, "I don't cry, so it has to be you..."

--

Golden eyes slowly opened to be met with violet ones. "...Envy?"

"Who else?" said sin asked, frowning. "You do sleep a lot...I should tell Father about your naps...He'll probably think you're broken, or something, and tell me to stop playing with you." Envy pouted before he pulled the smaller onto his lap. "And we can't have that now, can we?"

The tattooed sin blushed uncontrollably as Envy began to nibble on his neck, and tried to wiggle away, which only made the elder sin hold onto him tighter.

"Oi...Pride, what's wrong? You usually don't mind me biting..." he cooed into the sin's ear, and blew playfully into it.

Frowning, Pride stopped struggling to get loose, and lowered his gaze. "Because...it's not me who you really want..," he wanted to say, but thought better of it. "Envy...Can I take ... a shower?"

"I don't see why not...I'll join y-"

"No...I'd like..to take one...by myself." Pride interrupted him as he climbed off the sin's lap.

Envy frowned, but soon smirked as he followed the golden sin to the door. Was Pride suddenly being shy? Truth be told, he found it adorible. "C'mon...It's not like I haven't seen you naked before..."

The tattooed sin only ignored Envy as he closed the door on the elder sin's face. He knew he would pay for that later, but now, all he wanted was some alone time. One without Edward Elric.

Silently, he began to remove what little clothing he wore, and stepped onto the tiled floor . Every so often, he would look around the room nervously. Envy's whines and complains died out long ago, and silence was the only thing around. He never knew how quiet it was in his bathroom, since he usually shared it was Envy - and what they usually did wasn't anywhere close to cleaning.

Letting out a quiet sigh, he closed his eyes and let the water pour down his naked figure, drenching every inch of his body. Slowly, he opened his eyes - ignoring the water that pounded them, waking him up from his thoughts.

After a few moments he lifted his arms up to view his markings - his 'tattoos'. Who was he, really? Father and his siblings called him 'Pride'...Envy calls him many things, but who - or what - was he? Homunculi couldn't preform alchemy, but he could; Wrath was an exception.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, he turned the water off and stepped out - grabbing a towel as soon as his foot touched the bathroom floor, and wrapping it around his waist. Razing a hand, he wiped the steam off the mirror and stared at his reflection.

He had someone else's face, - body - but he was a different being all together. Dull eyes traveled down the reflection until their gaze landed on his ouroboros. Father told him that he was different - 'special' - compared to his other siblings. They all bared the same mark of a homunculus, but he was created differently.

Edward wasn't dead when Father did human transmutation on him, so what was he? For all he knew, this could all be a lie. A dream tempted up by the person in his mind. However, he was all that was left of Edward Elric's existence. An empty shell that follows orders like a weapon. Maybe that was all he was meant to be...

A puddle slipping into the room brought him out of his thoughts. It rose into the air and formed Sloth. To this day, he was still amazed at her power - often marveling at like the child he tended to be. However, a frown was worn on her deep red lips. "Is something wrong, Pride? Envy was complaining you were acting strange..." she asked.

It was Pride's turn to frown. Sloth had a tendency to act motherly to the youngest of the sins, not that he didn't mind. She sort of reminded him of someone from Edward's past, though he didn't know who the woman was, or the relationship they had shared. "No...Nothing is...wrong..." He told her, giving her a small smile. "I've just been...thinking about things...That's all..." he mumbled as he walked past her into his room.

Sloth stared after him, the frown still on her lips. Secretly, she worried about Pride often. He was, in a way, her son more than Wrath was. They had a bond that none of the other homunculi shared, even if they didn't know it. With a sigh, the motherly immortal left Pride's room to give him privacy; she would ask again later.