A/N Yum… ice cream… ahem. Back on topic. This was a fun chapter to type. I don't know why, I make everyone miserable in it… but I so enjoy it. God I'm sadistic. Well, school sucks, I hate homework, and the usual ranting. Nothing else to say, so here.

Disclaimer: I own no part of FMA or any rights to it.

"I'm going," Roy mumbled, pulling on his coat and getting up. "Hughes, lock the door when you leave okay?"

"Yeah, are you going to see," Hughes started, stopping as Roy gestured for him to be silent. He gave the slightest of nods, opening the door and leaving. He was leaving early, he knew, but he had to. No… he wanted to. But he couldn't concentrate, and he'd already done most of his paperwork, so he had nothing to lose, and the possibility of gaining everything by leaving. And that was good enough for Roy.

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Riza had started cooking dinner. She had nothing to do, and it helped her calm down. She hadn't expected Roy to ask for answers this early; she needed more time. She had to tell him… she simply had to. He deserved to know. Riza bit her lip, stirring the pot of noodles. She had a couple of hours or so until Roy got back. Riza stared into space, thinking this all over and dreading the inevitable choice she'd have to make, before looking up at a noise. She looked over; Roy was tapping on the window.

"Roy?" she gasped, "You're, why are you home so early?" Riza stopped. Roy was smiling. Not smirking, not striking a sexy pose, not even looking depressed and thoughtful, but smiling. Riza's smile fell and she let go of hope. "Envy, what the fucking hell are you doing here?"

"You're too clever for me," Roy said, finally smirking and morphing into Envy. "I've got news for you, let me in."

"You can tell me from outside," Riza said, biting her lip. She'd gotten into a habit of doing that lately it seemed. "I'd sooner lock the windows and doors than let you in."

Envy pouted, over-dramatizing his annoyance. He looked like he was in a disgustingly good mood. "Listen chick, either you let me in now, or I punch through this window, and you'll have that to explain too." Riza paused, then picked up the frying pan and walked to the door, letting Envy in. Her guns were still upstairs.

"Alright, now tell me what it is and get out of here," Riza said, holding up the pan threateningly.

"Quite the hostess aren't you," Envy said sarcastically, "Are you just going to have me stand here? This could take a while."

"What do you expect, a cup of tea and seat at the table?" Riza spat.

"Yes, thank you for the offer," Envy replied, glaring at her. "You know some of us don't hold up pointless grudges, I've forgiven you. A little bit."

"Envy," Riza said exasperatedly, sighing. "You know what? There is no reasoning with you, so I'm not even going to try. Go sit down, I'll get the tea."

"That's more like it," Envy replied, nonchalantly walking over and sitting down at the table. Riza poured hot water into two cups, dropping in a couple of tea bags and sitting across Envy at the table. Wait… why had she agreed to this?

"Alright Envy, tell me what's going on," Riza said. Envy picked up his cup, taking a sip.

"Lets put it this way," Envy said, trying to decide where to start, "Both Lust and Greed are not doing well, thanks to your boyfriend."

"Husband," Riza cut in.

"Right, right, whatever. Well, Lust is going to live if we're lucky, but Greed is headed towards death. It's too early in her development to take away the red stones like that," Envy put his cup back down.

"Why should I care?" Riza asked, her shoulders dropping as she relaxed. Lust would live.

"To put it simply, if her health keeps getting worse, we're taking you back. Just to see what happens; we won't keep you this time," Envy said, "You'll be back again before anyone notices." Riza took a gulp of her tea; it scalded her throat but it was good.

"How do I know you'll bring me back? What if I don't want to be a lab rat?" She asked, her voice bitter.

"Then we'll take you by force and keep you there. It's your choice," Envy stated, gulping his tea, "That's not my only reason for coming though." Riza stopped breathing for a moment; she'd been dreading this. "Tell me, have you made your decision as to my offer? I know you haven't told him yet, but word around the block is that he's asking for answers already. What do you say?" Envy didn't particularly care whether Riza chose to tell Roy or not; sure more sex would be nice, but either way she'd hate herself, so it was pretty much a win-win situation.

Riza picked up her glass, drinking the last of the tea. She got up without a word, going back to the kitchen and refilling it. "You're going to have to chose sometime," Envy said as Riza walked back into the room and sat down. "You know that."

"No matter what I do now," Riza began, "I hurt myself, or someone around me. What choice do I have?"

"You or Roy," Envy said simply, "It's as easy as that. Who do you betray?"

Riza closed her eyes, her face falling into a calm sort of sadness. She resigned herself to her fate. "I need to tell Roy, Envy, that's that." Envy smirked.

"Somehow I knew it would come to this," he said simply, "You're just too nice."

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Roy slammed the door of the car, walking faster than perhaps was needed to his house. He couldn't help but be nervous, couldn't help but wonder if he'd dreamed it all and she really was dead. He pulled out his keys, stopping. The door was already open. Roy eased it open quietly, stepping in. "I'm home early," he said, trying to hold his voice steady as his chest clenched with growing anticipation of something horrible. "Riza?"

He turned into the kitchen, walking into it and to the door and opening it. In the dining room, on the table, Riza lay sprawled out with no shirt on. Envy was straddling her hips, as she stared with a look of a horrible sort of sadness. They both looked up. An awkward silence of surprise, and rising horror and, on Roy's behalf anger, was rising in the room. Roy pulled on a glove, pulling it out threateningly.

"Get off of my wife." His voice spoke seriousness above all; he was too in shock for anything else. Riza's chest rose and fell with her quicker breathing, as tears began to fill her eyes. She prayed. She prayed that Envy would just leave.

"What do you know," Envy said in slight amusement, "It's Mustang. Don't worry Roy, Riza and me have a deal worked out, she agreed to this." Riza stopped holding it back and let the tears roll out of her eyes silently. "Isn't that right?" Envy asked, leaning over Riza. A burst of flame in midair separated them.

"Get the hell out." Roy said in a horribly calm serious manner. "Now."

Envy smiled evilly, leaning into Riza until his head was beside hers and she could feel his hot breath on her skin. The hairs on her neck rose. "I'll be back later." He whispered it barely loud enough even for Riza to hear, before getting up, forming into a black cat in a flash of light, and skirting Roy, paced out of the door. Riza rolled off of her back and onto her side, curling up into the fetal position and sobbing. "Riza," Roy said quietly, stepping forward to hug her.

"No!" Riza yelled, pushing him back. "Don't touch me." She curled up even tighter, hugging her knees.

A/N Yup. I'll try to update soon, we'll see. Oh, good news! I finally got the 'Corpse Bride' DVD, I haven't seen it since it was playing in theatres, but I love it! It's so awesome… one of my personal favorite movies. It makes me smile… read and review, I'm going to bed.