First-anime-verse. I don't like this one so much, Ed's a little OOC.
11. Setting you free
"You promised," hissed the teenager. "You promised you wouldn't…wouldn't go back to them!"
"I have to," replied Envy. He was strangely calm in the face of Ed's rage. "They're my family."
"But…" Ed's hands tightened. "But so am I!"
It was the death knell.
Envy's blood, which had run so warm from the alchemist's unfamiliar tenderness the last few months, went cold at the reminder. He walked slowly to the door, refusing to turn and look at the boy he'd shared a bed with – refusing to remind himself that the boy was his half-brother – refusing to even wonder how Ed had found out.
"I'm not abandoning you. I'm setting you free."
No matter how he struggled, he couldn't dislodge the shard of bone from the center of his back. It was in that one place he couldn't reach, and the bone locked his abilities – so distorting any of his limbs was impossible.
Envy risked stretching his neck a little to look over the edge of the tall building, then retreated immediately. "Stupid – stupid – stupid –"
He'd just been lucky Mustang had decided to deal with him later. Leaving me here to stew instead. He tried again to pull his wrists apart, but right now he only had the strength of a mortal man, and the rope was too tightly wound.
Suddenly, he heard footsteps. "What, is the great and mighty Colonel back already?" he drawled, trying to sound as nonchalant and unbothered as he could. It was entirely possible that Mustang didn't fully understand what the remains of William von Hohenheim did to him.
"Envy, it's me." The voice was soft, almost heartbroken and lost in the winds of the high-rise.
"Edward?" Envy wriggled and turned his head until the alchemist came into view, crimson coat blowing out behind him. "Edward!" God, he really didn't want to do this, but he didn't have a choice. "I'm kind of in a fix. Wanna give me a hand?" He waggled his fingers behind his back in demonstration.
Edward walked over, his face solemn and troubled, and then knelt in front of Envy. He laid his outstretched palms on the sin's barely-covered chest, the contrast of warm, slightly pulsating flesh and cold, rigid steel making Envy jump. Ed wasn't wearing his gloves today.
"It was that dumb Ponyboy," growled Envy. "I'll show him once I get out of this. Come on, untie me already."
Ed began to push slightly, and Envy struggled to stay sitting upright. "Careful there, we're something like fifty floors up." He cocked his head. "What's the matter with you, pipsqueak? You look like your dog just died."
Ed didn't laugh or react. He kept pushing, and the homunculus was suddenly very aware of the empty space right behind him. "Ed! Stop it!"
"No."
"What are you doing?"
The Fullmetal Alchemist gave Envy one final shove, sending him skittering off the edge of the building and plummeting through the air.
"Setting you free."