A/N I'm in a rather strange mood. Short chapter, but that's that. If I don't get my minimum of five reviews, as I did not last chapter, I won't post stories and I'll just keep them on my desktop. I ask for less than most, so please indulge me. It's not worth my while otherwise.

Envy looked up, glaring at Sloth. "Come now Envy, be reasonable," She said, stepping beside him and putting her hand on his shoulder. "Once we take her back you can torment the poor woman as much as you want." Envy elbowed Sloth in the ribs, stepping away from her.

"Tell me Sloth, when will that be?" He asked sarcastically, cocking his head to the side. "You know you just ruined my mood, so it'd better be soon." Sloth let go of her stomach, slowly regaining her composure and standing tall again as her body healed itself.

"That isn't for me to decide Envy," she said coldly, "But Greed has almost completely recovered, so it should just be in a few days." Envy stared at Riza, looking her up and down, before sighing.

"I really can't even describe how much I hate the two of you, you know that? But you do have a point…" Envy forced down his rage, biting his tongue. He would wait until she had something to lose; this was just pissing him off even more. "Let's go," he said, turning and taking a few decided steps toward the door, clenching and unclenching his fists; Sloth guided him, her hand still on his shoulder.

"So Envy, that's it?" Riza asked, "I thought you hated me enough to kill me. Do you really follow your master's orders, like some sort of dog? Or are the two of you fucking?" Envy stopped, mid step, tensing.

"Envy, now," Sloth said wearily, trying to pull him with her and continue out of the door, but Envy simply swung around, kicking through her stomach as he stepped back down to face Riza. Water splashed all over, as a sigh could be heard echoing throughout the room from it. "Envy…"

"That's it," Envy yelled, "I was going to let you live, but like hell I am now! I don't give a shit what Dante thinks!" Riza glared at him just as ruthlessly as he glared at her, striding forward. Suddenly, they both stopped, looking down at a noise near the ground. Hayate had come in through his dog door, and had immediately, upon determining the situation, jumped in front of Riza and begun to feverishly bark as loud as he could.

Riza began to think in that moment, think beyond the pain and the horror, to see things she hadn't before. She saw Ed calling her up to ask about her earlier that day, the relief in his voice at hearing her again; she saw Roy hugging her, trying to fix the things that she had ruined, and forgiving her for everything on a whim; and she saw Black Hayate standing protectively in front of her, willing to go to any means to help her. And she began to cry as she thought of all of the people who still cared about her, as she realized that through this pain, through making it back alive… she'd been given a second chance. Envy continued forward, kicking Hayate away with little effort, and saw what he'd been waiting for. Riza's eyes grew wide with renewed fear as he came forward, in turn grinning wider as he sensed her fear. "Hayate, code B!" she yelled, thanking god that she'd spent that month drilling Hayate on situations like this. Then, whipping around, Riza ran out of the room as fast as she could, just behind Hayate, slamming the door shut behind her.

Envy began to run as well, before Sloth reformed in front of him. "Envy, come back with me," Sloth said plainly, "Now." She fell into a pool of water as Envy made for the other door, swirling around his body like an enormous snake, fleshing out as he stopped.

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"I've got to go back, Maes, think you can give me a ride?" Roy asked, smiling weakly as he set down his half drunk mug of coffee. Hughes looked up, smiling knowingly and nodding. Gracia quickly walked out of the kitchen as Roy pulled on his raincoat, opening the door to go, and stopped him.

"Here, for you and Riza, you didn't eat any," she said warmly, handing Roy a paper bag. He looked inside, the smell of warm apple pie hitting him in a wave. He closed it, smiling, and turned and walked out the door, waving, as Hughes quickly followed him.

A/N I could see Riza training Hayate like that… for intruders and fires and anything she could think of, heehee… well, good night.