Edward felt faint, again. Though this time he didn't collapse, he only stared at Envy with the most puzzled look ever. "What are you doing here, Envy?" he asked snidely, "Come to finish me of with some poisoned food? Well you can forget that idea, I refuse to eat whatever crap is in your hands." He glared at Envy remembering that it was Envy who had hurt him so badly that he was in critical condition for three weeks, the doctors said it was a miracle that he survived. He was about to ask why Envy was stroking his hair, but some sensible part of him realized that he really didn't want to know.

"Me, poison you, I only brought the food as an apology, I really am sorry. I just... you just...," Envy hesitated for a dramatic effect, knowing that first he had to make things right with Edward before he could get the pipsqueak to fall in love with him, "sometimes you are so hard to hurt that I think you can't die no matter what I do to you. I'm sorry for forgetting about your mortality. As for the food it's not poisoned." As proof Envy took a piece of tuna from the plate and placed it in his mouth, quickly chewing and swallowing it. "See, I'm alright," he said gesturing at himself.

"I don't believe you, you can eat that yourself. I'll stick to hospital food," Edward glowered, cursing himself silently as his stomach growled. He was hungry as shit, but lunch wouldn't come for the next thirty minutes, that was better than to die from poisoned food though. He watched as a hurt look spread across Envy's face, he murmured something under his breath that Edward couldn't quiet here. He did catch a phrase though something about how soft his hair was... that caused Edward to blush a little. He couldn't ignore the little voice in his head any longer, feebly saying that Envy might truly be sorry. Either way he wasn't going to eat anything that Envy offered him anyways. "Why the sudden change of heart Envy?" Edward questioned the humonculus, hoping to find any underlying motives. In response to Edward's question, Envy just blushed furiously.

He edged closer to Edward, and placed his mouth near said alchemists ear, whispering quite seductively, "Do you really want to know that?" All Edward did was push Envy away, his cheeks dusted red. Edward of course not being able to put what had just happened together, nodded his head and eagerly waited for an answer. Geez, what an emotionally challenged idiot, Envy thought as he walked around the bed to the window that was located less about half a foot from the bed. He purposefully left the lunch he had prepared on the bedside table just in case Edward decided to take a bite after he left. He then jumped on the sill and turned around so that he was facing Edward, "I think I'd rather not tell you," and with that he jumped of the sill landing gracefully on the floor a mere two stories beneath.

Alphonse walked into the room and found himself facing an overly flustered older brother. "What's wrong brother? You don't look alright," the concerned younger sibling asked.

"Oh it's nothing Al," the older replied, trying his best to act nonchalant.

Alphonse sat near his brother's bed and sighed, "I'm here if you ever need to talk about anything, ok brother?"

"Hey Alphonse..." Edward started.

"Yes, brother," Alphonse gently replied.

"Do you ever think that Envy could be sorry for hurting me?" Edward asked.

"No , brother, I don't think so," he stated then he noticed the food placed on the table, it looked to good to be hospital food. "Brother, who gave you that?" Alphonse asked, gesturing to the meal on the table.

"No one important, Al," Edward quickly lied and changed the topic, not wanting his little brother to find out about... Wait about what? Why don't I want Al to know?, Edward questioned himself receiving no answer.

A/N: Read and Write. I hope you guys liked it.

-WrathandEnvy'sloyalservant