Second to last chapter (well…technically the last…as the epilogue doesn't really count as a chapter…but it does…O.o I'm confused…) Will things work out for them? Oh, the tension:P

Back in Ed's POV. CHAPTER 7!!! Gotta love it!

I stared blindly at my window, slumped pathetically on the floor, back against my bed. My mind was firing question after question, none of which I knew the answers to. What had he meant? Why wouldn't he talk to me about it? Why had he been so scared? Why hadn't I stopped him? Would I ever see him again? What would I do if I did? What would I say?

"She loves you." That's all he'd said before leaving. It still didn't make sense. Who was 'she'?

However, before I could ponder it further, my eyes were forced to actually focus. Envy had returned. He still looked concerned, but now there was an air of determination about him as well.

I wasn't sure how to feel. I wanted to be mad, but at the same time, I felt overwhelming joy. Because of this emotional and mental conflict, I settled on merely getting to my feet, staring at the homunculus before me.

"Ed, I'm sorry," he apologized quietly, eyes on the floor, "I…I shouldn't have run out on you like that."

"No, you shouldn't have," I retorted, a little bit harsher than I'd intended.

He flinched, but pressed on. "You deserve…better than that Ed. And that's why – as much as it scares me – I'm going to explain what I was told."

I frowned. Told? Told by whom? But before I could ask, Envy continued.

"When you were in the shower," he explained almost fearfully, violet gaze now turned on me, "I spoke before I thought. Winry had come to…talk to you, and I unintentionally responded to her knocking. So I was forced to disguise myself as you and hear her out."

Ok, now I was definitely upset with him. How could he do that? I thought he was smarter than that! However, he clearly saw my impending anger as he swiftly returned to explaining.

"She thought I was you," Envy said, eyes pleading for understanding, "And so she told me something intended solely for you. She loves you Ed. And because she doesn't know about me, you're still available to her." The sin's gaze fell to the floor once again, as if it pained him to look at me any longer. "I know you love her Ed. It was obvious to me as soon as I saw you talk to her." His words seemed to die, and yet, with possibly all the strength he had, he carried on. "And I know that…that she'd probably be better for you. There'd be no more shame or risk in what you're doing, there'd no longer be any need for secrecy, but most importantly, you'd never have to fear the betrayal and pain you know I'm capable of causing you."

My anger withered in the face of the emotional agony I'd been shown. Did he really believe those things? No wonder he'd been acting so strangely. Then it occurred to me. Winry loved me? I'd always known she'd cared, but loved me? I felt the heat of a no doubt brilliant blush as it stained my cheeks. Now what was I supposed to do? I had to sort out how I felt, that's what.

"Envy," I began tentatively after several moments of thought and debate, "You're right. A relationship with Winry would be safer, and probably less trying. And it's true that I love her."

My words hit him hard and he nodded sadly. But I wasn't done yet.

Before he could turn and leave, I added, "However, you may be the cause of all this pain, but you're also the only cure. Sure, I love Winry, but not the way I love you. She's…family to me, and I don't date family. I want you to understand that, if I could be anywhere with anyone, I'd want to be lying in this bed, wrapped in your arms and nowhere else. I love you Envy, and nothing is ever going to change that."

I took his hand in mine and led him to my bed, forcing him to sit down. I kneeled on the floor in front of him and rested my face on his lap, gently tracing the tattoo on his leg with my finger. "I love you Envy," I whispered, kissing the ouroboros fleetingly, adoring how he shivered at the contact, "I love the egotistical, reckless, emotional, trouble making homunculus you are."

I heard him sigh as I massaged his bare legs and continued to brush my lips against the red symbol on his thigh. He entwined his long fingers in my hair and groaned as I tightened my grip. I wanted him so bad. Pulling myself up his body, we fell back on the bed and gave way to our overwhelming passion.

We made love like never before, both of us striving to show the other the extent of our love. I felt closer to him than ever before, adoring every kiss, every touch, and every panted word.

When at last we fell asleep, we still remained as closely intertwined as possible. I dreaded the coming day, yet longed for it. After all, I needed the time to make the proper reservations.

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Right…so I was heavily focused on Envy's eyes in this chapter. . I like eyes, ok? I feel they're the passage to one's soul! They are the ultimate gateway to one's inner feelings:P I'm so weird. Also, a lot of this chapter was inspired by a couple of Keith Urban songs. XD I love his music!!! Ok, I'm done. Epilogue to come.