A/N Ok, it's ranting time. Someone has told me that the last chapter seemed like filler. You think that I write not for the enjoyment I get from constantly adding in twists and manipulating the characters, but for the reviews? No. I will NEVER add filler into a story. If I do, it had a purpose. But that was not filler. So, just because that really pissed me off, I'm going to make this story shorter than planned and fit as much plot into this chapter as I can, it's extra long. Remember, my stories are filler free, and often low calorie as well.
Disclaimer: If I owned FMA, they would be having keg parties at least once a week at Roy's, and the homunculi would all take that time off to party and not kill people. Well… kill less people than usual. And all minor, not sexy characters.
Riza sat and stared at the wall. You could only play so many games of solitaire. "I hope Lust gets back soon," she said to herself, "Or I'll die of boredom sooner than anything else." Sloth wouldn't tell her anything about it, but maybe Envy would. Even thinking of the shape shifting homunculus made her nauseous, but it seemed the only course left to her. Riza sat in the dark of the night; she'd made it to 348 spots on the walls. She'd recounted several times. That was the exact number. And finally, after hours of dull nothingness, the front door opened.
"Sloth, I'll take over here, Dante needs you," Envy said, walking in. He seemed to be in a better than usual mood. "She's awake." Sloth got up, nodding curtly. Riza guessed that she'd left, considering the door could be heard opening and closing again, before Envy stalked into his room. He opened his desk drawers, pulling out a large black tee shirt. He stopped after a moment, looking at Riza. "What're you looking at?"
"Envy, why are you in such a good mood?" Riza asked cautiously, "Tell me, where is Lust?"
"What's it to you?" he asked, taking his shirt and tossing it onto the bed.
"I don't like being kept in the dark," Riza replied, "And to put it simply, one more day spent with Sloth and I'll go insane with boredom. Now tell me." She glared at him mercilessly.
Envy glared back, before speaking. "I'll admit Sloth isn't a barrel of laughs to be around for to long," A sly, menacing grin crossed his face, "If you're that desperate, I could watch you tomorrow." Riza glared at him in an astounding display both of disgust and hatred. Envy shrugged. "So you want to know where Lust is?"
"That's what I said," She replied.
"You know what? I'm going to tell you," Envy said after a minute of thought, "After all, it is your fault. Your little stunt there has condemned Lust to a bit of living hell set up for her by our master. Worse things can happen to us than being cut with knives. She should be back sometime tonight or tomorrow though, depending on what happens there." Riza sat uncomfortably as the realization of the full impact her little note had made on everyone around her. "And you know what the best part is?" Envy smiled, drinking in her reaction with joy, "Your note made no sense to the only person who saw it before I got it."
"How could it not?" Riza looked up in horror, "Isn't everyone looking for me?"
"No one is looking for you," Envy said, crouching down next to her and cupping her cheek. It was the cheek he'd slapped. "You're dead."
"Ok, I know you're lying now," Riza replied, sighing in slight relief, but Envy shook his head, laughing.
"Not literally of course," He said, looking at the swelling on her cheek, contemplating, "But everyone thinks that you're dead. Didn't you wonder why I was so mad when I first got back? Why I raped you?" Riza shivered, tears gathering at the corners of her eyes. "I spent two full weeks pretending to be your corpse, they even buried me!" Envy no longer wore a smile. "And then Lust came and dug me up. Everyone thinks that you are dead. Mustang had one hell of a time trying to get over that, he went back onto the drink." Riza sat, unable to move. "I'm going to bed."
"You're not going to…" Riza asked in a hollow voice.
"Use you? I don't think I will. You're in much more pain this way by the looks of it," Envy replied, pulling off his shirt and laying down on the other side of Riza on the bed. Riza got up and walked out of the room. She went into the other bedroom and lay down on Lust's bed. Riza cried.
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"Where is she?" Roy asked, getting up from his desk. Ed had just finished explaining everything they'd found.
"That's the tricky part," Hughes replied, "We have no idea where the homunculi are."
"Does anyone have any idea at all?" Roy asked. Ed and Hughes both shook their heads. "I'm going to find my wife," Roy said angrily, "No matter how many strings I have to pull, or how many rules I have to break to get there."
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"Can you hear me?" Sloth asked the girl who lay in bed. She looked so human, if not for the oroborus tattoo she could easily pass as one. The homunculus sat up and nodded her head, looking at Sloth. Dante walked in, sitting down next to Sloth. "So she really is mute?"
"Yes," replied Dante, "All of her other senses seem to be in tact though. What do you think, will she be of use?"
"Most definitely," Sloth said, "Does she have any powers though?"
"None have shown themselves yet, but she appears to have all of the other traits of homunculi," Dante mused. "Listen to me. You are now Greed. Greed, do you have any memories?" Greed nodded. She opened her mouth, but stopped in silence.
"Go get her a sketch pad and pen," Dante ordered Sloth, who nodded benignly and left to fetch the wanted supplies. "You will be very interesting to watch indeed," Dante said, looking her up and down. She took her cheek in her hand. "Your cheek," Dante said in confusion, "Why is it so red?"
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As Riza lay in Lust's bed the next morning, a thought came into her head. Something the homunculus had told her. 'I didn't take you to be that kind of person.' Riza bit her nails thoughtfully, before taking one of the blankets she was under and ripping it.
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Sloth returned with paper and a pen. Dante looked up. "Thank you Sloth, I need something else too," she said, taking the items and giving them to Greed. "Get Envy, now." Sloth nodded, leaving again. Greed held the pen and paper in her hand undecidedly. Dante turned back to her, smiling sweetly. "Now Greed, write out whatever feelings you have, whatever memories you can think of." Greed nodded and held her pen at the ready. She stopped. Then, she drew out a word.
Dante looked over her shoulder at it and frowned. "That's can't be right… I need Envy here."
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Ed stopped pacing and looked up. It was so simple he had no idea how they'd all missed it. "Roy," he said hesitantly, "Roy, there's someone who's seen where the homunculi are. He knows where to find Riza, it's so simple!" Roy looked up the moment Ed spoke.
"Alright then Ed, who's this mysterious person?" Ed smirked in a very Roy like way.
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Riza waited until Envy left his room to get the newspaper before going in. She looked through his drawers, rummaging about, looking until she found it. The knife she'd used to cut herself. Riza wrapped her hand in the torn piece of blanket, praying that she'd not gotten too weak from being asleep all of that time. It was her only chance. Riza waited beside the door, until Envy walked in.
"What the hell," he began, before Riza leaped onto him, stabbing his hand with the knife. Envy was knocked back with the force of her weight, before Riza shoved as hard as she could on the knife. She then jumped back up, wrapping the blanket tightly around her fist and punching through the glass. Envy tried to get back up, and would have already caught her if the blade of the knife weren't stuck in the floor. He growled angrily, grabbing the knife and, with great effort, pulling it out of the floor and his hand. Riza had already punched through the glass and jumped out of the window, rolling at the end of her light fall to break the force of it. Envy wiped blood from the front of his clothes, before jumping out after Riza as she sprinted away. Riza turned into an alleyway, this place was father outside of Central then she'd ever been and she had no idea where she was. The streets were deserted. Riza kept running, turning at random. She'd gotten a cut on her bad shoulder, but it was shallow. She could barely move her arm anymore. Riza stopped, seeing a dark figure coming out of a large church. She looked at it in horrible recognition. Lust walked out, slowly, and with a limp in her usual stride.
A/N I would never kill Lust, she's too awesome! Wait, scratch that first part, I have killed her before in fics… huh. But I'm trying not to in this one. I love the homunculi; they're just so cool. I also have a new love as of late. McDonald's apple pies, they're so good, I just ate one… yum. Well, typed this up while listening to Crooked Teeth, if more than one person can tell me the band that did that song I will update faster. Hahahaha, I ended this chapter with about, lets count… three cliffhangers if I'm not wrong, not to mention the many more little questions. That's what you get for calling my story 'filler'. Mwahahahahaha… I feel depressed.