Ok so….yea….I'm 2 days over my promised day but it's here! Like the a/n at the end of the previous chapter said…naughty stuff ahead, read at your own risk please! I mean it doods and doodettes! I'm sorry for the delay in chapters...really, I am. Since you guys love the story so much, i'll do my best for you.

"My Bomber; My Peacemaker"

"Your voice fades into the rabble"

"Why does it have to be so humid underground?"

Exactly how, when all she wears are short shorts and a tank top? To be fair, she never walked in public in just THAT. It was usually paired with a fur-top long sleeved jacket like the Boss' and very long boots…very 'gang' looking.

The very first time she had put it on in front of everyone, Greed laughed.

"As if you would be a threat to anyone, Doll."

"Well at least I can look tough and not look like I'm being kidnapped!"

He laughed again…he had an amazing laugh, not to mention an amazing body- so chiseled, as if he worked out every single minute; which was pretty improbable seeing as he did next to nothing but booze it up all day. Nothing but booze and pretty women. She admitted quietly to herself that she was a bit jealous around those women. They were just as gorgeous as Greed was; perfect legs, hair, lips, breasts…not to mention their flawless features.

It was such a task to be around those horrible women! They only looked at the poor 'foreigner' as a child. Just like every other normal-sized adult did….except two people: Solf, who she could only see a few times out of the month, and Greed. He looked at them as equals. Well, like they were equal to each other anyway.

Speak of the devil, the tall man walked down the stairs -alone- with a bag of god knows what

"What's up doll?" his voice was soothing to her ears.

She turned around, showing off her sweaty, red face.

He laughed and picked up a bottle, waving it around.

"Do you need some scotch?"

Booze again.

She sighed and said, "No, but some tasty water would be good!"

"Water doesn't have a taste…" he frowned as she walked towards him.

"If you add ice it does!"

"…since when?"

"Since-! Uh…." She took a big drink and slammed the empty glass on the wooden bar table, "Whatever! It has a taste to me!" she said as she stomped back to the couch.

He smiled and looked her up and down in a strange way.

"You could always take something off." he smirked.

What's with that smirk? Ugh, why does he have to look so sexy when he smirks?

He walked towards her.

"Why don't I help you cool off?"

She could hear him walking up behind her.

"What…what are doing?"

He walked behind her as she was sitting on the couch and put his huge hands inside her top, fondling her as he smelled her neck and hair.

"AH! Why are you!-"

"-Why? You said you were hot."

"What's with that complaining tone! ? Stop it! Besides, how is doing that going to cool me off! ?"

"If we take your cloths off you'll get cooled off in no time."

Is he serious-oh god what's that? What's he doing? His hands are…

His big hands made their way to her belly button and pant line and without even struggling, he made his way in-between her underwear and bare skin.

It made a horrible squishy noise; but Greed seemed to like it…he kept doing it more and more, she could feel herself coiling around his fingers…she was getting wetter and sloppier, each time he wiggled his finger.

I can't move…I'm so scared…feels good to be touched by someone so wonderful like him but…I don't want this!

"You're not experienced are you? I got lucky~…"

"How can you…tell?"

"You're breathing pretty heavy and your body is stiff as a board."

She could tell he wanted to tease her more, but he didn't get the chance. The door at the top of the stairs which led to the outside were creaking open.

He picked her up and carried her to his favorite windowless room…when he got to door he pushed it open and sat her down on his clean bed…

Greed wouldn't stop kissing her neck and chest while slowly multitasking her pants off. When they finally came off he put his hands at that spot once again.

He took off his own jacket and undid his pants. She was too scared to look at him…before she could think about it or know it…

Now she was on all fours.

'This is embarrassing…I feel like a dirty animal! What's that feeling…?'

This unbearable tearing sensation filled her lower body. It felt as if it most certainly had to be bleeding. It was getting much too hot for her to handle, she couldn't hold the pain anymore and began to cry and scream.

"AAHGH! IT HURTS BOSS ! !"

Greed looked disappointed but kept going anyway as he turned her over on her back, holding her legs by the knees as he continued.

'when will this be over? Why does it hurt so badly? How long has he been going? I can barely breath anymore…please finish soon…please…can't take it anymore-'

"There, see? You got used to it rather quick, right?"

She managed to gasp out a few words, "You…are too cruel…You're being mean boss! Please stoooooooop! !" She pushed hard on his chest, somehow it stopped the pain for a few moments…but it wasn't enough, he wouldn't stop.

Out of all the pain she was feeling, the one thing to keep her going was-

Solf. You were the first person to look at me like I was worth something. Surely, If you had the chance, you wouldn't take it, right? Please say you wouldn't.

"Don't worry"

Solf's voice sang out through Greed's mouth, soon he was all she could see. Greed's big, muscular body became Solf's sleek, delicious figure; his smile was almost too evil- just like it had always been.

'If I think of him…surely I can endure this. Solf…help me…'

With that final cry for help, she wrapped her arms around herself and endured as best as she could.

She sat there against the wall, face buried between her knees, next to Martel…

"Greed just…He just…He's difficult to understand. But know that he really does care for us like friends…"

What happened in that room hours ago? What happened when Martel came into the room and found her small friend naked and curled into a little ball? Covered in blood, sweat, and tears…Martel sat there and rubbed Christina's back, trying to comfort her.

"Then why did he-"

Martel kept defending him. Was it only because she loved him…? Was he really so caring like she said? If he were really as caring as she says he wouldn't have-

"I said he was difficult to understand, right?"

"But what he did…he-You don't understand Martel!"

Martel looked her straight into her red stained eyes.

"He slept with you, right? He does that to everyone their first time here."

"Seriously? Even…" she paused to think for a moment… "Even the men?" she whispered.

"Ha…Only some of them. It's more of a power thing with him…He was rough, right?"

"I screamed at him when it was over…He looked hurt-But he deserved it!"

"I see."

Why does she look so uncaring? "I was the one who was hurt most, Martel! Why did he look so shocked that I yelled at him for raping me! ?"

"Well…maybe to him it wasn't that way…?"

"Don't say that like it's a question! He's…I just don't understand him! He's a grown man, right? Shouldn't he know that's not the right way to act! ?" she hollered, almost screaming her words out. She began to cry again.

"He's not like other human men-"

"-What's that supposed to mean?" She raised her voice again, only to question what she just said. "Is he a chimera like you?"

"Sort of…?" Poor Martel said, not knowing whether to reveal Greed's secret or not. Christina, feeling even more confused now than she already was, decided to hear him out….perhaps he was part dolphin? If he wasn't a human male surely she could at least hear him out?

Then again,

'Rape is rape…isn't it? Well…if he didn't know what he was really doing…I should at least give him a chance to defend himself…I suppose…'

"I don't know how to approach him now…"

"Just tell him your sorry for yelling."

"I shouldn't be the one who's sorry, Martel!"

Martel sighed and got up from the wall they were crouched beside, "Well, you have nothing to do tomorrow, right? Maybe selling some more food will help you feel better!"

Martel extended her soft hands to her newly fixed friend.

"I guess…"

After taking a nice, long shower, she made some good looking sandwiches and headed down to the train station.

Everything was going exactly as it always had been, a few sold here and there, nothing special…the day was ordinary just like any other was.

That was until she reached the station and her world would be changed forever; with that red coat, and the big silver armor.

"Miss Madeline? You okay?"

"Yea, Win. Just…" She sniffed a little, giving Winry a worried face. "Remembering something wonderful…"

I must have been crying in my sleep…Those boys really did save my life, didn't they?

"What was it?" she asked curiously.

"I'll tell you when you're older…" she sighed, getting up from her bed and rubbing her eyes.

Winry looked at her with a questionable face.

"Christina? I didn't mean to wake you but…um…I'm going downstairs to call Mr. Garfiel. Do you need anything while I'm there?"

Damn. Just while it was getting good…why did she have to be so nice? A little longer and I could have dreamt I-

"No thanks…mm…night." she said while falling back into her sheets.

"It's evening…"

"Oh…I… how long was I asleep?"

"Well, after you ate that food you kind of conked out for an few hours." she laughed.

Christina looked down to her hands, gripping them.

"I wish I could have apologized…"

Winry looked back at her.

"Hm? About what?"

"Huh? Oh!" She shot up like a rocket, "Apologized to Edward from before!"

"You see, I- um- Alphonse was commenting on how it was starting to rain so…um I said, um, 'oh-oh no! We better get Edward to dry land!"

Winry just stood there, staring at her.

"You know, cause he could have drowned? Well, Ed was absolutely FUMING! OH! You should have seen it, it was hilarious!" she laughed oddly. His short rants were always so…expected.

She chuckled dryly, "I bet…well, I'll go downstairs now…"

"M-kay…" She said as she watched Winry get up from her bed and walk to the door, waving goodbye as she left.

Now she was alone again…for the moment anyway. What was that feeling piercing her chest? Like someone was gripping her heart and wouldn't let go.

"Why am I crying again?"

"Crybaby."

She turned around suddenly, there wasn't anyone else in the room was there! ? It couldn't be…he was already dead…but that was him, wasn't it? Tall, handsome, muscular…red eyes…there he was, arms folded standing right in front of her.

"You're such a crybaby, doll. Crying whenever someone so much as raises their voice at you."

"Greed…? You're alive! !" She was so incredibly happy that she ran towards him, forgetting about every bad thing that ever happened between them-

But it was for nothing. As she ran forward to hug him, she fell right through him…landing hard on the floor.

"I'm gone," he said sadly as she struggled to get back up, "But I'll still be here as long as you remember me. Me. And the others too." He pointed to himself, then back at her heart. Greed smiled softly and-

A blink of the eye made him disappear.

She felt her eyes whelm up, her nose had begun to feel hot…she was having trouble breathing. Letting her body drop back down to the cold, wooden floor, she let it all out.

I never did get to apologize.

"I'm sorry…"

Greed DID say he wanted everything, including sex. Being 'gay' 'bi' has nothing to do with it. Personally I prefer it if Greed loves only the ladies. But alas, he wants sex and…you can totally have sex with a guy! How? Uh…

If you are wondering why the 'sex' I'm incorporating it with a future chapter…this is real life. And there must be drama…I command it!

See you next month : D or perhaps sooner! i recently got almost 40 hours of work! woohoo! i'll have to work on these in my downtime, anyway, My knight my princess will be next.

Quote at beginning taken from the song 'Koe' by Tsukiko Amano.