Next Door
Disclaimer: Don't own FMA, I'm not creative enough.
Joh: I've been real busy with my exams and everything…so yeah…
Jessie: Yeah, me too.
Joh: Don't know why I even bothered studying, I failed them all anyway…
Jessie: Aw, I'm sure you did just fine.
Joh: -Grumbles-
Warnings: Yaoi, language, plot (sorry not much Envy on Ed ation in this one)
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"Is that a new shirt, Ed?"
I looked up at my brother from over my bowl of Frosted Flakes, scowling. "Yeah, I guess. I found it in the attic." I grumbled, pulling at the high collar.
Al smiled before taking a long sip of orange juice and setting the cup down with a soft clink. "I didn't know you liked those kinds of shirts. Maybe I'll get you one for your birthday."
I attempted a smile but I'm not sure if it turned out all right since Al gave me a funny look. Either way, he said nothing and carried onto setting his dishes away in the washer. I followed suit, dumping my half eaten bowl of cereal in the sink. For some reason I was feeling a bit under the weather. Huh…I wonder why…
With a sigh I made my way into the living room to grab my book bag and sling it over my shoulder. I heard Al follow me into the room, his feet padding softly against the flooring. "Have a good day at school."
I turned my head and grinned at him in what I hoped was a comforting way. I guess that he was starting to worry about me. He was probably wondering if he should walk with me since our schools our close by. "Who are you carpooling with, I forgot."
He blinked then blushed. "Ah…just a few friends." He smiled awkwardly.
"Is one of them a girl?" I asked, opening the front door and leaning against the frame to smirk at him. He flushed, if possible, an even brighter shade of red. Apparently I guessed correct. "Aw! My little brother has a girlfriend!" I chuckled.
"She's just a friend!" he protested weakly.
"Sure she is." I laughed as he began to push me out the door. "Is she cute?"
Al said nothing, ducking his head as he kicked me out of the house. "Hurry or you'll be late." He told me before quickly shutting the door.
I shook my head, still laughing softly to myself as I walked down our yard to the street. I rubbed at my hidden neck, wondering if I would ever get a girlfriend. I think I may have mentioned this before but girls never really interested me much. Not that I'm gay or anything…guys don't interest me either…I've just figured that I don't have the time for a relationship.
Honestly, it never even crossed my mind until all my friends started getting girlfriends and whatnot. But you know…maybe if I did go out with a nice, normal girl guys like Envy would leave me alone. Pshh. I never had much of an imagination and I couldn't see that happening. It could be worth a shot though…you never know until you try, right?
Right.
So…step one on plan Get Rid of Freak Next Door: Get a girlfriend an in attempt to scare him away. If that didn't work than I could always…uh…move to another country and hope for the best?
Okay, yeah, that was a lame back up plan but come on…you don't really get taught what to do in these kinds of situations at school do you? Well…they do tell you what to do if someone's trying to rape/abduct you but most of it's a load of bullshit.
We all know that though, don't we?
I squared my shoulders as a cold wind tugged at my hair, pulling it into my face. I reached up to tuck my long strands of hair behind my ear, wondering why I bothered with long hair. It was a hassle and caused people to sometimes mistake me as a girl. Someday I would get it cut but for now I was too lazy to.
"Hey, Ed!"
I ignored the familiar voice and increased my pace, ducking my head and shoving my hands in my pockets. Maybe he wouldn't notice me. God I'm stupid.
A hand slapped my back, causing me to stumble and glare at the pale boy coming up behind me. "Leave me alone, asshole." I grumbled, unconsciously reaching up to touch my marked neck. He noticed the gesture and smirked.
"I see you're hiding my present." He pouted mockingly, draping an arm over my shoulders.
I shrugged away from him, scowling. "What, you think that shit's funny?" I hissed, narrowing my eyes to slits.
Envy grinned, showing off his sharp canines. "Yessah."
"Well fuck you. I don't have time to deal with your crap so leave me the hell alone." I snarled, walking even faster but trying very hard not to look like I was running away from him. Sure, I wanted to get away from him but I didn't want to look like I was being a coward in the process.
He matched my pace easily (damn he has long legs) and tugged on my high collar, pulling it down slightly so he could inspect his work. I slapped his hand away, glaring. "Don't touch me, you freak!"
He chuckled, not at all put off my attitude. Suddenly his expression changed as he eyed me with a look that clearly said 'I know something you don't know'. A smirk danced across his full lips as he eyed me thoughtfully.
"What?" I growled, looking away from him to stare straight ahead of me.
"You're very responsive when you're asleep."
I froze, nearly dropping my bag in the process. Jerkily, I turned to stare at him with wide eyes. Did he mean what I thought he meant…?
He sniggered at my expression and reached out to touch my cheek. "Amusing." He murmured, more to himself than to me.
I flushed angrily and jerked back, piercing him with my eyes. "You bastard. Why don't you go find some other guy to harass?"
"But I like you." He blinked then grinned, tugging at my braid. "You're the most fun to harass."
I gritted my teeth and pulled away from him. He really did have problems. He laughed and brushed past me, hair swishing at his waist. I stared at him from behind, studying his slender back. From behind he looked kinda like a girl…I mean…I shouldn't really be talking but still…
As I stared at him I wondered if he really was high that time he broke into my room. I'm guessing the answer to that question would be a nice and firm yes. But I'm not the type of person who's satisfied with guesses. Next time he approached me I'd be sure to ask him that. He definitely seemed the type who'd be into drugs and shit…he fit the image and everything.
As he walked further away from me I wondered if he had always been like this, always so fucked up. I mean, some people are just born twisted while others were shaped to be like that. I wondered if he had always been this freaky, even as a kid (I shudder to imagine that), or if something happened to screw up his life.
Whatever.
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The day dragged on as I sat through 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th period, waiting fervently for the end of the day. By 5th period I realized that by the end of the day I wouldn't be able to go home due to my detention with Mustang. Why am I surrounded by assholes?
Oh well, he'd probably just sit there and lecture me for half an hour then send me on my merry way. No biggie.
The bell rang shrilly and the scrap of chairs being pushed back added to the noise as students made their way to their next class. I returned the pen I burrowed from the girl who sat in front of me and swung my bag over my shoulder, shuffling to the doorway where people were crowding to get through.
I sighed and pushed through the crowd toward my 6th period class of English. Groan.
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Envy's POVSmoke twirled and danced as it rose steadily into the air until it was blow away by the small gusts of wind. I lowered my cigarette-equipped hand as I exhaled again, watching the plume of smoke rise in place of the last string of gray.
A girl and a boy accompanied me, both leaning heavily against the side of the school building. They were whispering to each other, laughing softly as they blew smoke into each other's faces.
I rolled my eyes when the black-haired girl reached up to press a sloppy kiss on the boy's lips. I didn't really know these people but they had offered me a free smoke so whatever, better than being forced to sit through another class of biology. Yawn.
"Is your name really Envy?" the boy suddenly asked me, his dark brown eyes trained on me. The girl turned as she leaned against him, her outlined eyes skimming across my features and down my body.
I smirked as I brought the ciggy to my lips. Looks like his girlfriend's got a wandering eye. "Yeah, it is." I replied tonelessly.
The boy shook his head in disbelief, dropping his cigarette and rubbing it with the end of his worn down shoes.
The girl licked her glossed lips, quirking an eyebrow. "Is that why you dyed your hair green?"
"Maybe." I wasn't really in a talking mood right now and I kinda wish they'd just shut up already. I'm not really the loner type, I like being around people believe it or not, I just hate people who ask questions too much. Gets annoying, you know?
The boy was nodding now (I forgot his name…) pushing his hands into his hoodie pocket. With his shaggy brown hair and lanky frame he greatly resembled a kangaroo wearing that outfit. I suppressed a snigger.
"I heard that you moved here cuz you got expelled at your other school, is that true?" the boy asked me, pushing his long bangs out of his face.
I shrugged.
"I also heard it's cuz you killed someone." The boy continued, watching me closely. The girl's green eyes widened upon hearing this as she stared at me incredulously.
I snorted, wondering how these rumors started. "Not exactly." I didn't bother hiding the amusement in my voice. I wondered vaguely how that rumor got started. One can only wonder…
But it was funny how close the rumor was to the truth. I turned away from them with a bemused expression.
I heard them whisper to each other but didn't bother to try and figure out what they were saying. It was most likely about me (I mean, who doesn't talk about me?) so I wasn't that interested.
However, after another minute half listening to their low whispers I started to feel annoyed. They sounded like flies buzzing about my ears.
I exhaled, feeling what could have been a good mood turn sour. Without so much as glancing at them I turned to head back into the school. I was tempted to just go back home but Lust had the day off and she would flip if she saw me skipping. Honestly, I wasn't too discreet about skipping school and I'm pretty sure that Lust knew I wasn't attending my classes as often as I should. But I figure that she didn't really care as long as didn't actually see me hanging around when I should be in school.
I wondered what kind of trouble I'd get in if I smoked in class. So far the teachers had been lenient with me due to the fact I was new to the school…but I'm pretty sure their patience would snap if I lit up during one of their lectures.
After all, patience can only last for so long. I would know. I lost my patience along with my sanity a looooong time ago.
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Joh: A short chapter but a chapter none the less. Appreciate it.
Jessie: You're so bossy.
Joh: No I'm not…I just have a headache.
Oh, and I just want to straighten some things out.
1. Just because Envy got high that one time doesn't mean he's a total junkie. I figure that Envy is the type of person who hates being dependent on anyone or anything. Once in a while he shoots/snorts but he's not addicted. Ed's just assuming he is.
2. Ed isn't in love with Envy (yet) he's just curious because he doesn't understand Envy. But you know what they say: curiosity killed the cat.
3. I'm going to reveal Envy's background little by little. For now you guys can just guess.
Review my readers!!!!