Disclaimer: Rock Band 2 is addicting. Oh, and I do not own FMA...Nothin new.

Thanks To: Riza - for threatening me to update...(-tackles- SEE I UPDATED!!)
Katie - For support, 'cause she's so great! (LOVE YOU)
Lily - For just being so awesome...(I LOVE YOU TOO!! And I'll get to updating Jealous Much just for you -huggles-)

A/N: The main reason for me to update, is because Edo (aka, Riza) told me to update something...this week. And I was like "ZOMG WHA!? BUT THIS WEEKEND'S -INSERT TOWN- FAIR!" So, seeing as I have no homework, I figured I'd update something. This one just happened to be the farthest done...So, yeah.

I also got Rock Band 2...and it is AMAZING! I made an Envy (Guitar), Pride (B.), and Wrath (Drums)! Tragedy (aka me) is the main singinger XD. Soo many good songs on there.

Uhm...I believe that the next chapter of this one will be the last. I've already come up with a plan for a sequal and everything...XD

Reviews are welcomed and adored!! -heart-

((P.S. Gomen, FF is being retarded. It doesn't send out Review/Update alerts, so forgive me if I do not reply to your reviews...o.o))

((P.S.S. LOLZ! This is 3,116 words long X3 (Without A/N)))

My Immortal

Of Mirrors and Lies

"I've been looking in a mirror for so long
That I've come to believe my soul's on the other side.
All the little pieces falling, shatter
Shards of me too sharp to put back together;
Too small to matter,
But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces
If I try to touch her

And I bleed,
I bleed
And I breathe,
I breathe no more..."

Mirrors.

Pride didn't like them. Ever since the other day, he had avoided them as much as possible. Now, he stood in his bathroom. In front of him was the same mirror he had looked in before; the same one Sloth had caught him staring into.

Slowly, he raised a half-gloved hand to it, and the image did the same. Mirrors reflected what they saw, but to Pride, things were different. When he looked into it, he saw his soul.

He saw Edward.

He saw everything he wasn't.

The golden sin frowned. All mirrors did was lie to him. Lied and told him things that were never going to come true. Lied just like every one else did.

He wasn't Edward Elric.

He wasn't alive, and he wasn't really there.

As much as Envy tried to convince him that everything he did -- everything they did together -- was real. His touch, feelings, actions and thoughts where of his own -- he was often told by the elder sin. Pride wanted to believe him, -- needed to -- but couldn't.

"Pride?"

Golden eyes darted to the door as the knob was jiggled. The voice was of Envy, but he made no act to respond.

"Pride, are you in there? Open up..." the sin tried to open the door once more, and the Pride could hear Envy getting more frustrated as he pounded on the door with his fist. "...Pride, I know you're in there!...Open the goddamn door!"

Said sin removed his hand from the mirror and walked over to the wooden structure. Instead of doing as he was told, he pushed his back against it, further preventing the opening of it. With each pound, Pride slid down to the floor. When he felt the tiles beneath him, he brought his knees to his chest and buried his head between them.

He tried to ignore the shouts that Envy continued to yell.

Tried to ignore how those shouts slowly turned into choked sobs.

Tried to tell himself that Envy wasn't crying...He wanted to believe it, but knew it wasn't true. 'Just another lie...' he thought dully, lifting his head to rest on his knee caps as the sound of hurried footsteps told him that the elder sin had given up and left.

Minutes past by before Pride made any movement to get off the floor. Quietly, he crawled back over to the sink. When he reached it, he used the marble material to pull himself up, and came face to face with the mirror once more.

A silent gasp escaped his lips as he saw that his reflection had tears in his eyes. Quickly, he furiously rubbed the tears away. "...Stop it..." he muttered, gritting his teeth together. "..Stop...making me cry!" He was getting angry, but for a reason he didn't know why, or even at who, he was so mad.

"...I...," Pride trailed off, removing his hands from his eyes, and he let them dangle loosely at his waist. He what? The young sin silently watched his reflection in the rounded mirror.

Watched as his emotionless eyes flashed to the ones that his past self often wore -- courageous, strong, and emotion-filled. His eyes narrowed, and his hands tightened into fists as the mirror projected an image of a young man commonly known to wear a braid.

"Why...Why you?!...Why me?!"

The mirror shattered.

Pride gasped, eyes widening before returning to their dull manner, and he drew back his hand. Upon closer look, he noticed that there were shards of glass piercing his skin, creating deep cuts that were now bleeding freely. With a sigh, he began licking the wounds away, much like small cat. In only seconds, the wounds were healed, and he took that chance to look around.

On the floor around him lay more shattered pieces of glass. Each one, he noticed, still shown the reflection he hated -- loathed. Millions of Edwards. Frowning once more, he bent down and started to gather them up, each one pricking him and drawing fake blood. He would need to pick these up before anyone notice, and found the need to question him about what happened.

--

Envy stood adjacent to the large, double doors he always dreaded walking through. Something was up with Pride, and there was only one person who would know anything about it. Holding back a gulp, the sin reached out and pushed the doors open.

Almost instantly, he was greeted by the bright golden eyes of Father. The immortal man seemed to know Envy had been on his way, for he was only feet away from the door. An unwanted frown was on his lips as his eldest child walked in. The envious Sin never visited unless he was needed; Father feared the worst. "Is everything alright, Envy?"

Envy bit his lower lip, and cast his violet eyes away from the golden ones. "...Not quite; that is what I am here for, Father." He watched as his creator waved a hand and walked to his chair, motioning him to come away from the door. The Sin followed close behind, and stood patiently as the powerful man took a seat.

"Well? Tell me why I am granted with your presence, my son," Father said, staring at the homunculus with wise, expecting eyes.

"It's about Pride...he...," Envy started, but tailed off, as did his eyes once more. He hated Father's eyes; he could still feel them on him as he stared at his toes. "...He..."

"Yes, what about him?" Father asked, and poorly tried to look around the Sin in front of him. When he did not see his favored child, he frowned. "Speaking of my child, where is he? Did I not leave you in charge of him, Envy?"

"He is in his room..." pale lips thinned as the homunculus looked back up at his creator. "...I'm afraid that Pride is...sick. Or rather, something is causing him to act it," he muttered quietly, half-gloved fingers twiddling nervously behind him. If anything frightened the Sin, it was facing Father when a problem was afoot.

"Sick? Impossible!" the immortal man replied loudly, large hands gripping the armrests of his chair on both sides. "Pride is a work of art -- invincible, if anything. Besides, homunculi do not get sick."

"Something is wrong with Pride. Whether it be that he is sick or not, there is something that is making him act like he is, and you have to...have to...fix him."

Golden eyes narrowed at violet. "I do not have to fix anything, child, because there is nothing to fix. Now leave; you are wasting my time with this nonsense."

"You're not listening, Father!" Envy growled, raising a fist to the old man. He scowled angrily at his creator, one thing he learned he should never do, but how could he not? The man was not listening to him. "No one is listening! Pride is...changing, in more ways than one. He won't listen to me anymore; he has never done that!"

"He has only been around for two years, Envy. Maybe he has figured out how foolish your games are?" Father raised his hands and rested his head on them, eyes still narrowed dangerously at the homunculus in front of him. "Perhaps he is finally regaining his memories? It could be that Edward is strong enough to take over Pride's body for longer periods of time."

Envy felt his mouth opened in a gawk. "No, it can't be!" He growled. "You said that wouldn't happen for at least three more years!"

"Though my knowledge is great, it only extends so far. Something could be triggering all of these things; I suggest you keep a closer eye on him for the time being." Thick eyebrows raised as the homunculus' shoulders slumped. "...However, isn't this what you wanted, Envy?"

Thin eyebrows raised this time, and said Sin stood up straight.

"If I remember correctly, your siblings have complained to me often in the past; telling me that you 'whined' -- their word of choice, not mine -- about missing your Edward?" The immortal man pushed his back against the chair, towering over Envy with angered -- yet amused -- golden eyes. "They have told me that you have even cried over the loss of the boy. I thought you were not one for such human emotions, my dear child. Are you getting soft?"

Violet eyes narrowed, but Envy remained quiet, his gaze towards the ground as he refused to acknowledge his creator.

"...I see...Well, I do hope that there is no further complaints about you, or Pride, for that matter..." Father stood up from his chair and took his time walking over to a chemistry table not too far away. He glanced back once to see the Sin still standing there. "That is all, for now, Envy."

Without bowing, Envy swiftly turned and exited the room.

Elderly golden eyes stared after him, and Father let out a sigh as the giant doors closed. 'If everything continues as it is now, I will have to erase the memory of Envy; have him reborn, is another solution.' A large hand reached out and took a beaker in one had. 'However, I do not have any possible candidates as of now...It is also too much effort, and would be more amusing to see if the Elric child does wake up to a more sadistic -- perfect -- Envy.'

The mighty man chuckled quietly to himself as he stirred around the liquid the glass cup contained, and soon drank it without hesitation.

--

"Edward?"

Said teen's eyes slowly focused on the blurry figure above him. When his vision cleared, a smiling homunculus was looking down at him. He couldn't help but smile back. "Hey...You're back?"

Pride nodded slowly, and sat down slowly, smile fading as he continued to stare down at the human.

Noticing something was troubling, Edward frowned and pulled himself into an Indian-style. "What's wrong?" He only reply was a continued stare. 'Well...This isn't getting anywhere fast..'

Minutes pasted with still nothing.

Finally, Edward spoke up. "Do you want to play a game?"

Dull eyes blinked, and Pride tilted his head to one side in a mix of confusion and curiosity.

Ed blushed lightly, finding the other's actions 'cute'. "Lift your hands up, I'll show you."

Doing as he was told, the homunculus lifted gloved hands. Excited eyes watched as Edward did the same, and was soon making hand symbols.

"The itsy-bitsy spider went up the water spout," Edward began singing quietly, a small smile on his lips as he touched his fingers together -- metal and flesh. "Down came the rain and washed the out..."

Pride giggled quietly as Edward paused in his story-song to make a splashing sound, a blush lightly painting the homunculus' tanned cheeks.

"Out came the sun and dried up all the rain...And the itsy-bitsy spider went up the spout again," Edward finished up, the smile still on his lips from when he started. "Now, can you do it?"

His clone's eyes widened, and the Sin quickly shook his head. He stopped when he felt Ed take his hands in his.

"What if I help you? I'll sing, if you want."

The blushed returned for a moment as Pride smiled. Once again, Edward started singing, and guided the homunculus' hands through the steps. Dull eyes watched the teen as his hands were moved to the right positions, noting how Ed's mouth twitched for a smile whenever he got to the sun part, and how warm the teen's flesh hand felt in his.

The song soon came to an end, however Pride continued to stare. Edward soon took notice, and held a worried look. "Pride? Are you alright?"

Silently, said Sin leaned once again to his clone, and their lips brushed. The kiss was soft, much like how their first one started, but ended sooner. Pride was the one to pull away. His long bangs covered his eyes, giving no indication to Edward what was wrong.

"Pride?" Ed called once again, and reached out to take the Sin's hand in his own. He flinched when Pride violently pulled the hand away. Frustrated that Pride was not answering any of his questions, he let out a low growl out of anger. "Damnit, Pride! I can't help you if you don't tell me what's wrong!"

His clone continued to sit there, his legs tucked under his body, and his arms folded over his chest. Pride mumbled words under his breath continuously, and every so often the words would be choked, or blocked by something.

Hesitantly, Edward reached out for the Sin again. He successfully was able to grab hold of one of one of Pride's arms, and he pulled the homunculus closer to him. Embracing him was the only thing Edward could think of doing, and so he did. At first, the hug was awkward; Pride did not return the hug for a long period of time. But when he did, he put his head on Edward's shoulder, and gloved arms wrapped around the alchemist's body.

"'osn't lov' me..." Pride mumbled into the cloth shirt Edward was wearing. Tears slowly trikled down his face as he lifted his head a little, to stare past Edward's shoulder, and far into the black abyss. "...I...Want to leave..."

"Leave?" Edward repeated softly, casting his eyes away from the Sin, and to the non-existent floor they sat on.

"Yes..," the other continued, "...All I know...is a lie. Do you not believe so, Edward?"

Edward raised an eyebrow curiously at his clone. There was something wrong with Pride; it didn't take much to tell. He wasn't his same old innocent-n-happy-Pride Ed had grown to care for. He cursed himself quietly; if only he could escape this realm of darkness, perhaps teach whoever is messing with Pride a lesson.

Somehow, through all this, Edward had seen Pride as a young brother; not one that could ever replace Alphonse, but one that did have a place in his heart. It was often not fair that he was not able to see most of what was going on in the outside world. He would like to see Winry again...And maybe visit a few graves of loved ones...

"...Edward?"

Edward blinked out of his thoughts, his eyes concentrating on Pride's worried eyes. "Ah..uhm...No...?"

For a moment, Pride seemed to stare off into the distance, before his eyes regained their sight. Suddenly, he stood up, breaking his and Edward's embrace. "I have to go.."

"Go?" the other repeated, a bit startled. He didn't want to be alone again. "Go where? Why?"

Pride didn't answer him. His body started to slowly fade away, and Edward quickly tried to reach out and grab him, stop the Sin from disappearing. He whined softly when his hand only grasped air.

--

Pride awoke slowly to find that he had somehow gotten out of the bathroom, and was now laying on his bed. For a handful of minutes, he stared up at the ceiling, thinking. Envy would come to try to check on him at any minute now. If he was going to leave, it was now or never.

He found moving a bit difficult as he got up off the bed. After a look over of his immortal body, he noticed a few, tiny marks here and there. After seconds, they faded away. 'I must have fallen asleep on the glass...' he thought, and raised a hand to rub his arm gently.

The sound of light footprints -- undetectable by human ears -- reached his ears, and he instantly dropped the arm. Golden eyes flickered nervously from the wooden door, to the window across from it. 'It is now or never...' he thought once more, and started making his way over to the window.

He pulled it open, and started climbing out. As luck would have it, the eldest Sin walked into his room at that very moment.

"Pride, I'm-" Envy stopped mid-sentence as he saw Pride climbing out of the window. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed. "Where do you think you're going?"

Pride's face remained calm, as were his emotions. "...Away."

"Oh really?" the other replayed, his voice showed a pinch of surprise. "And did I -- or Father -- give you permission to leave?"

Golden eyes lowered for a moment, before returning back to the violet glare. "No, it was...my own choice."

Angrily, Envy stormed over to Pride and took hold his closest arm. "You don't make the choices, Pride," the Sin hissed as he attempted to drag the younger homunculus inside.

Pride, however, did not budge. He had tightened the grip on the window. "Well, I'm... changing that."

"Excuse me?" Envy was so taken aback by the words, that his grip had loosened enough for Pride to take his arm back. The Sin had never talked back. 'Father was right...' he thought regretfully, and his scowl formed into a frown.

"Envy..." Pride's soft voice broke Envy's thoughts. "...I will stay...If you answer this question..."

They stared each other down for what seemed like hours until Envy finally nodded.

"Which of us do you love...?"

The question - the tone, the voices - hit Envy so hard that he took a step back. His cat-like eyes were widened as he stared at Pride, and for splittist second, the Sin was replaced by Edward Elric.

But...Edward wasn't alive; he knew that. 'Then what is standing in front of me?' Frightened, the green-haired teen took another step back. No, this was not happening. He was not losing his mind now; of all times!

Pride, fed up with the wait for an answer, growled. "I see...Then I...will be going."

"No! Wait!" Envy called out, and quickly hurried over to the window. A sigh escaped his perfect lips when he found that Pride was already long gone.