Disclaimer: I do not own FullMetal Alchemist. I do, however, own the OC. The plot still belongs to Hiromu Arakawa, but I have tweaked it to my liking to fit in the OC.
Plot: GreedxOC, KimbleexOC, AlphonsexOC (same OC). This takes place before Greed and the chimera kidnapped Alphonse Elric. I have, though, added my own OC for some Greed numiness! Rating may change. Rated for language, 'cuz it's Greed. Fans know what I'm talking about.
Everyone is quite as they drive through the countryside. They keep peeking out under the tarps covering the rear end of the truck, noticing how the farther they go, the more trees there are. The sunlight has trouble peeking through the large canvas of the trees, but the heat is sill all around them. Maesa has forgotten wearing the jacket Blondie had given her, instead using it as a pillow as she lays down on the floor of the truck. They soon feel the truck turn onto a bumpier road, then stop after a little while. They hear the driver's door slam shut as Kimblee gets out, then they hear his boots crunching as he walks around the truck. Then, they hear him speaking with someone.
"I promise you, sergeant, there is nothing illegal in my truck." Kimblee grabs onto the back flap and pulls it open. Standing beside him is a man in a military uniform, with a gun in his hand. His eyes widen at the sight of all of them in the truck. Kimblee takes on a feigned surprised expression.
"Oh, would you look at that." As the sergeant lifts and aims his gun, Kimblee claps his hands and puts them on the mans' arm, causing it to explode. The man holds his arm and starts screaming in anguish as blood starts spewing from the wound. Kimblee takes his head in his hands, and that, too, explodes. He looks up at everyone.
"Give me a minuet. I'll go bury him in the woods." He picks up the dead mans' gun, storing it in the back of his pants, not visible behind his jacket, then starts to drag what is left of the man off into the forest, whistling to himself giddily. Maesa's eyes are wide, and she is holding a hand over her mouth. Greed pulls her closer to him, almost as if he is trying to shield her from what happened. After a few moments, Kimblee comes back, the sleeves of his jacket rolled up to his elbows, smirking and whistling. He closes the flap of the truck, then walks back around to the front seat. Once in, he starts the engine and continues the small ways up the driveway. Everyone is silent for the rest of the way. When Kimblee puts the truck into park, he walks around and pulls open the flap once more. All of the chimera file out, Loa still carrying Alphonse over his shoulder. They all look towards the 'house' and gasp. The place is an old mansion, made all of stone. There is ivy overgrowth all along the building, and a lot of the windows are broken. A crow squawks from its perch on a branch of a large willow tree to the left of the mansion. They all follow Greed up to the building, Kimblee still whistling a tune under his breath.
When they enter the building, there is another audible gasp from everyone. Kimblee just whistles in surprise. The whole inside is dirty and filled with cobwebs, but it was obviously once glorious. There are twin staircases in the all-white marble foyer, with what was golden railings. There is a massive chandelier hanging in the middle of the fifty-or-so foot ceiling. The whole place is decorated extravagantly, with all dark hardwood furnishings. Greed walks out to the middle of the foyer, hands on hips, looking around. He shakes his head in disgust.
"I should have come by sooner to clean it up." No one answers him, they are too shocked. There is a large obsidian statue of a rearing horse in the middle of the foyer, right in front of Greed. The statue stands at almost eight feet, its stone eyes wide in some sort of frozen fear. Greed's expression softens slightly, and he pats the horse-statue fondly. Then, he turns around, looking at all of the dark wooden doors dotted throughout the place. He waves for everyone to follow him, which they do. He leads them all into a large ballroom, which is also made of all-marble. Loa puts Alphonse down, as they take in the sights. The ballroom is surrounded by pillars, and the whole circular call behind the pillars is windows that overlook a very overgrown garden. There is another large chandelier hanging, all golden. The ceiling, however, is painted with pictures of angels and cherubs, all reaching down, as if to take the dancers of the past away to join them. All along the windows are deep burgundy curtains, ripped and worn from the ages. Greed looks at everyone.
"Well…this is going to be out home from now on. Go on, look around. Find a room that takes your liking." He looks at Maesa, who is staring around admiringly, and motions for her to follow him. She walks up to him, boots making a horrible and not-so-graceful noise on the marble flooring. Greed takes up her hand and leads her out of the ballroom and back out into the foyer. He leads her up the right-hand staircase and to another floor, decorated very similar to the ballroom. He leads her to the north-end of the house, and through large double doors made of sturdy dark hardwood. Behind the doors is a large room with an espresso-coloured four-poster bed. The room is full of lush and expensive things, all nearly destroyed by time. Maesa looks up at Greed and cocks her head to the side.
"Is this…your house?" Greed nods his head, smirking. He brings her close to him, and bends down, whispering in her ear.
"Yes…and now it's yours." When he leans back to see her expression, he is instantly pleased. Her face is red, eyes wide, and her lips are parted slightly. He looks from her mouth to her eyes, a maniacal expression flitting across his face. He leans down to kiss her, but she back away from his reach. Furrowing his eyebrows, he looks at her, back against a wall. She looks at him sideways, through a blanket of her hair. He stands up straight, then shakes his head. He grins, then walks out of the room.
" Later." When Maesa is sure that he is far gone, she exit's the room, and decided to go exploring. She walks through a bunch of rooms, when she finds the library. There are old, old books filling deep brown bookshelves that stretch from floor to ceiling. She reaches out to one of the books, but stops when she hears someone behind her. She whips around to lay her eyes on Kimblee. He walks slowly towards her, and she walks slowly backwards. She bumps into a wall, and Kimblee walks straight in front of her. He places a hand on either side of her face on the wall, and leans in to take a deep breath, smelling her hair. When he leans back, her eyes grow wide.
"You aren't…afraid of me, are you?" Maesa shakes her head from side to side, hair flying across her shoulders. Some of her hair ends up in front of her face, and so Kimblee brushes it out of her eyes and tucks it behind her ears. He then, with one hand, cups her face in one hand and presses his lips to hers. She can feel the heat rush to her face as his lips move against hers, forcing her lips to part. Kimblee's tongue slips into her mouth, and his free hand slips behind her back, pulling her close to him. He walks forwards, pushing her against the wall behind her. Getting frustrated, he urges her slightly by lightly biting at her lip. Maesa complies, and closes her eyes, returning his kiss. She can feel his hands disappear from her body, but his body pushes her against the wall again, so that she can't move very much. She hears a small pop, then a buzzing sound. Kimblee moves his mouth to trail down her neck, and he starts to suck at the crook of her neck slightly, giving Maesa enough time to look down. Kimblee's pants are undone, and there is a small bulge forming. Kimblee's hands trail up her legs, his mouth finding hers again. From what she saw, she is now starting to freak out, so she pushes at his chest slightly, only to have him grab her wrists and hold them against the wall above her head with one of his own hands. With the other, she feels him undoing her jeans, and his hand slips into her pants. He doesn't get too much father, though, for Greed appears behind him, taking the back of his shirt and throwing him a ways away. Kimblee looks up at Greed's livid expression, and chuckles lightly, doing his pants back up. He gets up and , while whistling, he walks out of the room, hands in pockets. Greed looks at Maesa, who is biting her lip, causing it o bleed. His expression softens, and he walks up to her. He reaches out to her, and she flinches slightly. Then, after a few moments, she calms down. He walks right up to her and reaches down, doing up her jeans for her. He wipes away a tear that falls from her eyes with his thumb. She throws her arms around his neck with a little cry, and she starts weeping into his chest. Greed holds her to him, rubbing small circles into the small of her back.
"Don't worry, Mae. I won't ever let him touch you again."
Review, please! This chappy got a little heated, ne? Please tell me what you think! Can I work on something?
~R