Hayashi Azuma
12/3/06
Roiai
CAT
I don't own FMA or the song "part of that world". Really.
Yellow!
Well, muh (I sometimes pronounce my "my"s that way) test is almost here,
and I'm REAL NERVOUS.
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(clenches fist) IT'S AGGRAVATING!!!! GAH!
Anyway, its' a new chapter! Yay!
Oh yeah, if you haven't noticed, I've had a lot of titles for this fic.
Lessee…the first one was "Boku no Neko"-
the second was…something…
the third as a lot of you know, "A Cat named Riza"-
and now a forth "Cat of the Military".
Talk about not being able to make up my mind-WHOA!
But I changed the title because I planned out that Roy wasn't going to call Riza..well, 'Riza'. He's gonna call her something else.
SO NOW---
Enjoy!
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"E-EE-ENN-VYY-YYY," shouted Pride. "We're going to have a meeting now, are you ready?" No answer. "Envy?" …nothing.
"I..I'm comin'…." Envy stumbled out of his 'stay out' room and walked shakily to the table where Pride and Lust were sitting at. He looked seriously out of it- it looked like he just became blind and a little drunk too and he was trying to walk. It wasn't funny.
-ok, so it was a little funny.
Envy took a seat at the table and stared downward. The table was still covered in papers about this-that, but it was a little neater. Lust and Pride glanced at each other. They had never seen Envy this way, and it was scary. What were they supposed to do? Talk about the whether?
"Hey Envy..are you OK?" asked Lust as she lazily waved her hand in front of his face. He continued to stare at the table.
-what Envy's thinking-
He had that memory come back to him again. He thought that he had blocked it out for good, but was no use. After- what was it? After 392 years, he still couldn't block that memory out. He was a young Homunculus, about 8 years old, completely innocent to the world. He was kept in a locked room- it was dark, damp- cold. But he still had a bed in his room. He had a desk. And secrets. Secrets hidden under the bed that his parents would soon find out. Secrets like a hidden whined-up toy, a hidden map of a lost city, a secret rustic spoon, a fresh acorn- small treasures of the sort. Throughout the years of escaping his small, dark prison and quietly returning, he would travel to the place that he called "World of Light". The world was bright there.
And he would gather things. He was a collector. Collector of the small things.
Once he returned to his small, dark prison, he would hide his findings and organize and deduce what they were later. One time, he had not been so careful about leaving his prison, and his 'Father' had found him. His 'Father' dragged the young homunculus to his room and had a "Father-to-'Son'-talk".
"Envy," started his 'Father'. He was a tall man, blonde hair, glasses, and deep voice. "You know that you cannot go out into the world-"
"But why?!" asked Envy. If his 'Father' could do it, then why couldn't he?
"Because, in this world, the people out there are not ready for…you."
Envy titled his head a little bit. "huh?"
"Let me explain- this world that we are living in- it's scared of brand new things. When the world encounters a brand new thing, it becomes dangerous-"
"why?"
"Well, because the world itself doesn't know if this brand new thing's either a threat, or a wonder."
"But I'm not a threat!" pouted Envy.
"Of coarse you're not. But, the world usually says that if something new comes up, then it must be bad. I don't know why this world does that, Envy, but it's unfair. Excruciatingly unfair. That is why," his 'Father' sighed "-that is why we must wait. We must wait to see if the world is ready to accept you, as you are." He looked down at his 'Son' and told him one of the hardest things he had to ever say. "The world is bad, dangerous and unfair Envy. Remember that." He then got up, and left the room, locking it tightly.
Envy stayed on his bed for a few more minuets, then slide off, and made his way underneath his bed, where all of his treasures were kept. While he was crawling there, he said "Phff-Maybe, Maybe there is something the matter with me." When he had fully gotten underneath his bed, he stood up (because underneath his bed, it was just that high) and walked to a music box. He turned the whined and music started to play. He put it down and looked at the other wonderful things in his secret place. "Hmmm…I just don't see how a world that can make such wonderful things, could be bad." He opened up his arms and said "Look at this stuff, isn't it neat? Wouldn't you think my collection's complete? Wouldn't you think I'm the-uhh (he couldn't think of what to call himself so he said-) girl, the girl who has- everything?" He walked over to a box that had various kitchen knives in it. "Look at this trove, treasures untold. How many wonders can one cavern hold? Looking around here, you'd think 'Sure, she's got everything.'" Picking up some playing cards, he continued to say "I've got gadgets and gizmos a-plenty. I've got who's-its and what's-its galore! You want thing-a-mabobs? (holds up ear wigs) I've got twenty! (puts them down sadly) But who cares? No big deal. I want mooooorreeeee….(thoughtfully looks up)
"I wanna be where the people are.
I wanna see, wanna see 'em dancin'!
Walkin' around on those- whaddya call 'em? Oh, 'Streets'. Hehheh!
Stayin' in the dark, you don't get too far-
Th' sunshine's required for jumpin', dancin'!
Strollin' along down the what's that word again? (shrugs)
Up where they walk!
Up where they run!
Up where they stay all day in the sun!
Wanderin' free, wish I could be, part of that woooooorrlllldddd!!
What would I give- if I could live outta this darknneeeeessss?
What would I pay- to spend a day warm and being…Bland?
……
Betcha on land, they understand, bet they don't reprimand their daughters.
Bright young women! Sick o' Dante!
Ready to staaaaaaaaannnnnddd--
And ready to know what the people know! Ask 'em my questions and get some answers-
What's a Machete, and why does it- what's that stupid, damned word? I don't kkknnnnnooooooooooooooooooooowww!!!
When's it my turn? Wouldn't I love? Love to explore that sunshine up aboooooovvveee!!!!!
(dramatic hush)
Out of this dump… wish I could plump…on to that…WWOOOOOOOORRRLLLL-
"ENVY-!!"
"HUH!?!?" Envy snapped his head from the table and stared straight in front of him. His blind, drunken, face was gone and it looked like he had just woken up from something really weird.
"See Pride?," said Lust "I told you he wasn't on Viagra." Pride made a sour face. He hated being proved wrong.
"Well—uh..W-we've already wasted too much time!! I have some very important things to discuses here!! Envy- are you still with us?!"
"huh? Yeah, yeah. What ever."
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Wasn't that weird?
I thought it was kinda like the Pride DDR scene but I've had this in mind for a REAL long time now. Hahahahha!
Guess what? I actually already have the next chapter, right here (pats shirt pocket).
BUT, if you wanna see it-lessee….I got it! 10 reviews!! Hahahahaha! Or is that too evil? Well, 7 are just as good. But please- I wanna know what ya think, mon!!
So lets see if you guys can do 7 reviews….hehehheh!
"Stupid is, is what stupid does." –Forrest Gump (my hero. I have no idea what he means by that)