A/N Hey there people! I'm in a pissed off mood today, so let's hope this helps me a bit. I enjoy typing, and I love this story so much… I really couldn't stop typing, especially to make up for my last chapter. But really, no reviews and I find no need to post these stories; that tells me that either no one reads them, or no one likes them, and since I've got an average of around 100 viewers per chapter and, as shown chapter before last, sometimes less than five reviews, I can only think that you don't like it, or find some sort of unsettling amusement in taunting the authoress. Now that we're past that ugly business, here's the next chapter of my ever fun to write story!

Hughes parked the car, turning off the engine. He looked over to Roy, who sighed; making no move to, well, move. "We're here," Hughes said, breaking the silence. Roy smiled, nodding. He didn't really seem happy.

"I'll see you later Hughes," he said, opening the car door and stepping out.

"Roy, also," Hughes suddenly said, "I almost forgot to tell you, but I just heard that Edward's being released this week, just in a few days."

"Finally some good news," Roy said calmly, saluting Hughes hastily, before slamming the door shut. The car rumbled back to life, as Hughes left and Roy walked up to his house, pie in hand. He pushed open the door, stepping in; it had been left open. "Riza?" he asked, walking in just to see a door at the top f the staircase slam shut. Frowning, he made to step up the stairs, before he turned; he could hear yelling coming from the other room. Roy pressed himself against the door, opening ever so slightly, before slamming it open and stepping in, slipping on one of his gloves.

"Let go!" Screamed Envy, as Sloth's watery form surrounded him in an aqua prison. He thrashed, pushing through her just as quickly as she could recover her hold on him. "Mustang?"

Sloth took the moment Envy spent surprised to regain her hold on him. "Mustang," she spoke with her deep voice, "I can't hold Envy, get Riza, now!" Roy stared in shock, trying to put together the situation. "She's upstairs, now!" Sloth yelled. Roy nodded, unable to think of anything else to do, and turned and ran out the door and up the staircase.

"Riza, let me in," he yelled through the door; it had been locked. "I'm back, let's talk!" Riza glanced out of the keyhole, staring at him.

"How do I know you're not Envy?" She asked cautiously, her heart beat racing. Roy sighed exasperatedly, looking down the staircase where Envy was being restrained. They didn't have time for this.

"Step away from the door Riza," he commanded. Roy raised his glove, snapping his fingers as flames covered the side of the door, melting down the lock. He backed up, running forward into the door with his shoulder first, snapping the lock and falling into the room. Riza pressed herself into a corner of the room, holding some sewing scissors. "Calm down," Roy said, pulling himself up painfully, "homunculi can't do alchemy, that should have been enough proof. Riza breathed out heavily, her shoulders slumping as she relaxed.

"Where's Envy?" She asked, her shoulders becoming tense again. Roy heard a yell, and a door being slammed open.

"Speak of the devil," he said, turning around and slamming the door, leaning all of his weight against it. Riza's eyes widened, running up beside him and leaning on the door as well. "Riza, move," he said sternly, looking down at her as they heard a splash of water.

"Not again Roy," Riza replied stubbornly, "I'm not leaving you this time." A frenzy of footsteps up the staircase was heard as Roy glared at Riza. She didn't budge. Roy grabbed hold of her arm, throwing her behind him as he threw open the door, snapping his fingers, and only a second later slammed it shut, leaning back against it. The door flew open, snapped in half by Envy and by the explosion that followed him, blowing everything and everyone away.

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Lust sat up, wiping saliva from her chin, sweating profusely. "It's never as easy the second time around," she laughed sadly, staring at the floor. "Taking in the stones, that is." Dante's foot tapped as she looked around, pacing.

"They should have been back 10 minutes ago at least, this isn't good," she muttered, glancing at a clock. "I should have known Sloth couldn't restrain Envy, Lust, are you well enough to leave?" Lust looked up at her, still smiling.

"Are you kidding me? I can barely move Dante, I'll need at least a week more to recover," she said, kicking her legs back and forth in a macabre humor. "Again."

"You'll be able to eat them again in a couple hundred years without the discomfort, Envy had a hard time with them as well," Dante commented, "After their initial growth process, homunculi usually find it hard to eat them again. Damn it, what're they doing?"

"Master, let me go," Greed said, stepping in front of Dante. "I'm the only one left, please, let me go." Dante glared at her.

"Greed, I can't risk that, if she must die then I'd rather it be her than you," Dante replied briskly, "You're much to important."

"But Dante," Greed yelled, "If she dies I might die! You don't know what'll happen, so either way it's an equal risk isn't it?" Dante glared at her, her mouth opening to yell. She stopped, breathing out, biting her lip.

"Go!" she finally said, waving her hand towards the door. "Bring him back to me!" Greed smiled, turning and darting out the door.

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Roy lay on top of Riza, sitting up and brushing the dust and rubble from what used to be a doorway off of him. It looked like Riza had passed out. Envy lay on the floor a few feet away, unmoving. Water flowed in as Roy tried to regain his bearings, looking around. Sloth formed, stepping cautiously around the shattered wood fragments towards Envy, crouching down beside him.

"What're you doing here?" Roy asked, trying to stand up but falling back down as his mind came out of shock and his leg burned with pain. In his greater knowledge, legs really weren't supposed to bend that way. Sloth picked up Envy's limp form, cradling him, before meeting Roy's gaze.

"Right now it appears that we're leaving," she stated, "I would check on your wife if I were you." Sloth got up. One of Envy's eyes cracked open, lazily sweeping the scene, focusing for only a moment before closing. He seized up, coughing a mouthful of blood up. "Come now, stop being over dramatic Envy," Sloth scolded, smiling ever so slightly as she turned to leave. Sloth stopped mid step, taking a step backwards. "You aren't supposed to be here," she said.

"Dante sent me, so I really do think that I should be here," Greed replied, stepping in and walking up to Sloth.

"Then you can go back and tell her that I've got him," Sloth replied. Greed didn't move.

"Sloth, I want to see her," she said, "If you're going to bring Envy back before he regains his mobility and before Dante gets here herself, then maybe you should just leave."

"Don't call her by that name!" Sloth suddenly yelled. "She is the master, and if I can't call her by her true name you sure as hell can't. You've seen Lust haven't you?" Greed nodded, glaring at Sloth. "Then you know the consequences of forgetting to address the master with the sugar coated politeness that she demands. If you do anything at all, that will be you."

"I know that," Greed said simply, "And I came anyways."

"I don't have time for this," Sloth suddenly said, her gloved fingers clenching. "More than a minute and the lovely job of taking care of you will no longer rest on my shoulders." Sloth turned, flowing down the staircase, her feet an extension of her dress and a pool of water. Greed walked up and sat beside Riza, looking at her with a bored interest.

"She isn't breathing," she said after a few seconds, not looking up at Roy. Roy looked down, picking up Riza's wrist hurriedly, looking her up and down. Greed's light purple eyes were changing as she stared.

"Riza, can you hear me?" Roy asked after a few seconds, "Riza! Riza, answer me!" Greed sat back, her breath beginning to steam in the cold night air. "Riza! Are you there!" Her golden eyes began to round out, no longer slits, as Greed suddenly felt very cold.

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Envy walked in, Sloth's hand on his shoulder as they found Dante pacing beside Lust's bed. "Envy!" she said, looking up as he came in. "Is she dead?"

"No," Envy replied, walking over and taking Dante's chair beside Lust's bed.

Dante looked around, surprised as Sloth nodded in acknowledgement. "And where is Greed?" she inquired.

"…She stayed behind, I had to leave before Envy healed enough to get up and try something else," she said, "She told him your name master." Sloth's lips rose as they formed these words, a seldom seen hint of joy.

"God damn it, Sloth, get her back here now!" Dante yelled furiously, "she's worth more than any of you, if we lose her… It will be the worse for everyone." Sloth's expression stony, she bowed and turned, walking back out of the door. She wouldn't deign to hurry for Greed. "Sloth! I swear, keep this up," Dante threatened as she followed Sloth out the room, slamming the door.

Silence rang throughout the air. "How are you Envy?" Lust finally asked.

"Crappy, so?" he bit, looking up at her.

"You didn't kill her at least," Lust said, "that's an upside."

"How?" Lust lay in bed, stretching her arms out as she adjusted her pillow and sat up against the head of the bed.

"Aaauuh," Lust said, grabbing her forehead as she fell forward, puking up a mouthful of red. "It hurts…"

"It always does, even after your first hundred years, so get used to it," Envy said, "They may taste great the first time, but they're never as good as you remember, even four hundred years later I enjoy them well enough, but give me a bite, maybe one or two stones, and I'm done with them."

Lust fell back against her propped up pillow, the pain having past as red stones melted on her lap, soaking the sheets of the bed. They were cheap anyways. "I think that's why you're here," Lust said after a moment. "It's the red stone, you know, too much of a good thing. That's why Riza's still alive." Envy's head cocked up, his eyebrows rising.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"That woman is like the red stone. The first few times you had her, it was great and you only wanted more," Lust explained, wiping sweat from her forehead. "But now… it's not the same. You can barely stand to think about her, and it'll be a while until you'll even be able to really look at her… and even then it won't be the same. You'll want less, just a taste here and there, you won't want to take her all at once." Envy stared at the ceiling, before getting up.

"Nice analogy, but you forgot something," he said, leaning on the back of the chair. Lust watched him.

"And what ever would that be?" She questioned.

"I'm not human, and I don't have emotions!" Envy yelled, swiveling the chair off balance and stalking out of the room. The chair fell over, and the door slammed shut. Lust smirked.

"You sure as hell are acting like it."

A/N Well, read and review, I'm going to bed.