hey all! sorry i haven't updated latley i've been obsessed with harvest moon, tree of tranquility...lotta text in this chapter though, and a special guest!
"My Bomber; My Peacemaker"
I was a gang leader. Although, it was a gang for defensive purposes. It was not a gang to sell drugs.
The next couple of weeks passed with a bore, but not without a visit from those Elric boys again. I had already seen Envy again so I could technically leave if I wanted…but not after those two kind-hearted boys fixed up my place. It was so pretty now…after a couple of days I managed to break one thing after another. But instead of throwing it away, I waited to see if the boys would come in again.
They did.
That golden haired, golden eyed, red coated boy and that humongous metal suit of armor came waltzing in my store for the second time. They looked very worn out; apparently they had just gotten back from their hometown Resembool. I wonder if something happened? I would have asked but it really wasn't my business.
With business rather slow lately, I decided to pay a visit to a meat shop; this nice looking couple came in a few days after the boys…they were surprised I didn't have any of their quality meat! Well I only really had sliced ham and a few B products of Cow meat…but that stuff is expensive! She said she would give me a pleasant discount for advertising her shop in Dublith. Said she liked small businesses; and I really gave most of the money I earned to those orphaned Ishvalan children…I had seen too many die in the war.
That missus Curtis was so kind to help with my shop…although she did only come in to ask if I had seen a boy and a suit of armor…I said yes of course, but I couldn't tell them exactly where they had gone.
Her towering husbands face couldn't even be seen when I looked at him out the window…they were a nice couple.
The train was so uncomfortable on my butt, but the breeze was nice on my face, the wind hurt my eyes a bit though…looking out on the horizon, I remembered so many pointless things: my weight, my height, my unattainable future in a big mansion with several horses and a husband with a nice -ahem- income.
Then again, I wouldn't know of any happy times other than Ishval. Indeed I'd rather spend eternity there with that man than in the biggest mansion with everything obtainable in this world inside of it.
As the train stop at my destination in Dublith I began to wonder what kind of meats Mrs. Curtis had…hearing the train whistle drowned everything out.
I grabbed my sandwich basket and duffle bag, then waited to jump off the train as I stood in line.
Lost.
Oh god.
I'm so very lost.
The sun is setting, it's getting very dark, these alleyways are confusing. I'd like to shout out but I wouldn't want to attract unwanted attention.
I couldn't help it. In a moment of one my many weaknesses: loneliness. While still on my feet I held my face to my knees with my hands on my head and began to breathe heavily, along with the tears rolling down my cheeks without me even noticing until they touched my lips.
Then I heard something.
"Are you ok?" a voice said.
Terrified, I shot my head up, as I looked, I could make out the face of a woman. I could also see her hair; blonde with a long string of hair at the front. I could see the fancy tattoo on her right shoulder. She looked nice enough. Her smile looked sincere and her voice calming…
"You lost?"
"Yes! Yes! Oh My God Yes!" I couldn't help it! I was way too excited to not be alone. I threw myself into a hug. I always hugged when I was happy.
"Whoa…calm down!" she pushed me off "Need a phone?"
"Yes please! Ah! Your name? I'm Christina." I said with my customer face on.
"Martel." she put her hands on the back of her head.
'Nice to meet you Martel! So um…where is it you're phone is?"
"In a bar called Devils Nest." we began walking through the alley, " It's got some old timer drinks- lots of hard liquor you know? My boss is nice…I'm sure if you gave us that food he would let you stay if you needed."
We made it to the bar called Devils Nest by the time it was completely dark. Going through the bar and into a secret door in the back was pretty unnerving but something in the back of my head told me that i could trust her. I pulled the white piece of paper from my pocket with Mrs. Curtis's number on it and dialed quickly.
"No answer…crap."
"They closed down already? I'm sorry."
"It's ok miss Martel."
"Please don't call me 'miss' again…hey maybe Boss will let you stay the night!" she said enthusiastically
"Uh…"
"Don't worry. You have food in that basket right?"
"Well yes, but-"
"-Free food means free nights stay! You brought enough for, what? Ten, twelve people?" she smelled my basket excitedly.
"Well I do!" I said with reason in my voice.
They're samples for Mrs. Curtis…
Before I could answer her properly a group of people could be heard coming down from the stairs.
The first one I saw was a small gray looking man, the second a man about taller than me…spiky hair, and a katana?
The rest of the group flew by too fast for me to even think. The one who stood out from all of them was a big, tall, strong looking man with a few women on his huge arms.
"Whose this little kid?"
"She was lost in the alley so I gave her a phone call." she pulled out a sandwich from my basket and gave it to him, "For this. It's equivalent right?" she smiled. "Christina you need a place to sleep?"
"You know a hotel?" I asked in all honesty.
"Hotel Devils Nest? You can sleep in my room!" she sounded happy for some reason.
"Or with Boss if your lucky." one of the girls giggled while sitting on the red couch.
Maybe Martel just wanted the company of someone other than a man for once…the only women here were street walkers.
The tall 'Boss' turned around when he heard the woman on couch giggle. He had a very curious look on his face.
The man smiled fiendishly with his sharp teeth, I could tell his red eyes were looking me over…was he Ishvalan?
"Names Greed, honey."
What the heck? First I meet an Envy, and now a Greed? Were they part of a street gang? He extended his very big hand as I did, only as he pulled my hand closer to him, he kissed my hand, "Pleased to meet you."
His lips were cold and very moist.
I didn't know what to think of a man who kissed my hand the first time meeting him, or whose first question was how old I was…although he seemed very, very interested when I told him my age…
Very interested indeed.
When I finally did find Mrs. Curtis's meat shop, I stayed and worked part time for them. I loved working with meats. Mr. Mason was very big muscled, but a real sweaty: sometimes I caught him feeding food to the stray dogs.
After I worked all day I could always count on someone I knew from Devils Nest to walk me home…home. Today it was, surprise, Martel. She and I…I wouldn't call us best friends. But I had never had a girl who was my friend. We took a scenic route through the shop streets, said she wanted to get me some clothes. Of course, 'get me' meant 'steal'.
I wouldn't tell her she was wrong but…she did have good taste. Oh the things she found for me…
Black leather tight shorts, long black tank, and vest with the white fur on it? Really Martel?
I think she was wanting to treat me as a little Barbie doll. Were Barbie's invented yet? Ah well. My legs were pretty tone- not as tone as hers- it made me think she was pimping me out so I could stay…
After a couple of months wearing those clothes I felt really bad. Like, before in my civilian clothes I was good, but in this black clothing I felt like I could do anything; sort of like coming out of my shell…after awhile I felt like taking something for somebody else…something for Boss. Greed. I managed to find him some cool shades; circle frames. They looked like Vash the stampedes' glasses…except not yellow. God I miss anime…but after the initial shock of not being in my own time frame…I have gotten used to simple things, no modern conveniences. That and everything here was so cheap. Those glasses? Not 15. Not even 10. But only 20 cenz…which is like, 50 cents in America. I still haven't told anyone the time I am from. I wouldn't want to go to an insane asylum. I DO know those exist. This was the first time I had bought something since I joined.
I gave them to him.
He looked happy. Very, very happy.
He wore them everyday I saw him, and even when I came in early he was still wearing them, and he looked even better with them on. There were always things he had tried to do with me, things like rubbing my shoulders when he came downstairs, trying to give me alcoholic drinks even though I keep saying it tastes funny, he was always very touchy with his big hands, although I never thought anything of it. He was always gone most of the day.
It's been 2 beautiful years…
Today I had a day off so I decided to sell some sandwiches- with some quality meat- to people at the train station. It was then, I spotted,
A bright red jacket and a huge suit of armor.
le gasp! wonder who that could be! well, sorry if it was boring lol...not much text, but it's getting into the swing of the manga soon, very soon.