Dear Reader,

Okay, so this is one of my favorite chapters. It's so sweet! And Ed and Al are in it! Oh, and stupid Winry finally realizes her feeling for Envy. Finally! Any way, there are some saucy scenes, but I kept it on the down low. I want this to be a drawn out process, so don't expect and real lemons until later...BWAHAHAHAAH! Ya, but this is the last completed chapter I have, and I'll probably finish the next one in about an hour. So Just sit tight imaginary fans!

- Ramona F.

Dreams

" I'm board!" Wrath wined.

It had been a long, slow train ride from Central to Rush Valley.

Shortly after his melt down in the bathroom, Envy had rounded up the other sins and they had all fled the underground city in disguise during the dead of night. The last train to Dublith had been taken by Dante and Winry, so the Homunculus had to follow suit on a train to Rush Valley, stopping to catch the next train to Dublith from there. Envy despised the small town, and was pleased that the train had arrived on time.

So here they where, sitting in the train station at Rush Valley, waiting for the train.

Which, just so happened, to be running late.

" Just shut up already!" Envy hissed from his sexy deep voice.

He had decided to go with the disguise of a handsome youth. He was tall, with black shaggy hair, tan skin, and blue eyes he copied from Winry. He wore simple black robes. Wrath was dressed the same, except he wore a hood concealing his hair and hiding most of his face, while Gluttony was completely covered. Lust wore simple black attire, with a head dress that covered her entire face, save for her red eyes. Sloth wore the same, but her robes where of a lighter cream color. They appeared to be missionaries from Ishbal. Which Envy found to be ironic, since they where in fact the ones that had caused the idiotic war that had devastated the small country. It had been one of the highlights of his long existence, and Envy looked back on the terror with a smile.

He also felt a sense of uneasiness.

It was nearly past the deadline of their arrival, and Dante had told him to follow closely behind, but his small break down had cut through some of their time, and they had narrowly almost missed their train. Envy despised traveling with the rest of the humunculie. He was the only one who could talk, because the others couldn't mask their identities, and Dante had made it clear that she didn't want them traveling around in their usual forms.

Envy narrowed his eyes at the clock which he had been staring at.

What the hell was she planning? Dragging them out to Dublith...It all seemed so strange. And very unlike his frosty "master". Usually she hardly ever traveled, and sent her beloved humunculie to do her dirty work. They only rarely visited the summer home, and that was only when Dante wanted to relax. Envy didn't like it. Not while she was still scheming about Fullmetal. It just didn't seem like her to suddenly decide to take a break while her plans where falling into action.

It dawned on him that he hadn't been told to spy on the shorty for some time now. Truth be told, he hadn't seen them since he had stolen Winry. He wondered where he was, and if Dante's plans had been actually taking affect. He doubted the boy would ever make a philosophers stone for the hag.

Envy sneered.

He was too noble. Too goddam perfect to do that.

" I said leave it Al! We don't have time for cats right now!"

" But brother! Please! Look at how cute she is!"

Envy bit into his lip until he could taste his own blood. He was sure he was about to pop a blood vessel. He sensed somewhere out their, be it beyond the gate, or in some greater place, someone was laughing at him.

He really, really didn't think he could handle being around the Fullmetal brat right now and his tin man. Not at all. He was about to get up and leave, when Sloth's cool hand found it's way to his shoulder. She shook her head and he growled in frustration.

That's right, he couldn't leave. Their master wanted them all to report to her by sunset.

" Hey there, mind if I sit here?"

Envy looked up to see Edward Elric was grinning at him and pointing with a white gloved hand at the vacant spot beside him. Envy swallowed his rage for the boy, and replaced it with a smile.

" No problem. Take a seat." He said tightly.

He felt his fellow sins exhale slightly in relief.

The blond haired boy sat down, but his brother remained standing, holding a purring white cat in his giant hands. Envy thought for a second he saw his glowing eyes try and widen at the midget, who just bared his teeth impatiently.

" Alphonse! No!" Edward sighed in frustration.

" Oh come on brother! I'll let you name her!" He bribed, holding up the purring cat.

Edward shook with anger and he suddenly stood, pointing a finger up at his little brother.

" For the last time, no! I don't want another one of your stupid flea bags scratching me again!"

" But she won't! I promise!"

Edward fell back into the bench and sighed into his hand. He looked up at his brother with a scowl, which must have meant defeat. Alphonse let an excited yelp which didn't go with his large exterior, and twirled around with the cat.

" Al, your embarrassing." Edward moaned, then turned his attention to Envy, who was glaring daggers at him. Edward let out a small gasp and his eyes became large when they fell on Envy's. For a moment Envy thought her had let his disguise slip, but then he remembered who's eyes he had mimicked. He bit back a dark chuckle.

" Something wrong?" He almost purred, but stopped himself.

He would have fun toying with the Elric.

" N-no...It's just, your eyes..."

Envy made his eyebrows pull together. " My eyes?"

Edward smiled softly, and looked down at his automail hand.

" Yes...They look exactly like a friend of mines."

Envy grinned darkly with glee for a moment, but straightened out his face to mock curiosity.

" A friend you say?"

Edward blushed automatically and smiled a big, dumb smile that Envy wanted to wipe off of his face. The boy rubbed the back of his head, grinning like an idiot at something Envy wasn't supposed to understand or know about. But he guessed what the little bastard was thinking all too well. Or, at least he thought he did. Envy didn't trust himself to stray to images of Winry at he moment.

" Ya, just a friend. But me and my brother Alphonse did fight over who would get to marry her when we where kids," He turned to look at his still twirling brother, " Right, Al?"

Alphonse stopped twirling and looked at his brother.

" Yes. And she finally admitted that she would marry me over you because I was supposed to be taller, and you still hadn't grown yet. But I think that's because you don't drink enough milk-"

Edward pointed a angry hand at his brother, cutting him off.

" She never said that! Milk has nothing to do with it! AND I'M NOT SHORT!"

He jumped up in the air and spun, kicking his brothers head off. The tin boy cried out and scurried over to his fallen head, putting it on and running away from Edward, all the while screaming, " But she did brother! She did!"

Envy couldn't help but laugh, which made Alphonse and Edward turn to stare at him.

He regained his composure quickly enough, but didn't drop his smile.

" If you don't mind me asking, who is this friend of yours?"

Al shuffled his feet and looked down. Edward's face dropped and he looked solemn, clearing his throat before he made his next statement," Winry Rockbell...She's been missing for the past six weeks." His eyes narrowed at nothing and his jaw clenched tightly.

Envy's eyes narrowed at this show of emotion.

" Her picture's all over the wanted add inside the station, so if you've seen her, please tell us! Here, I think I have one..." Alphonse said as he dug inside his breast plate. He made a victory noise as he produced a piece of paper and handed it to Envy, who reluctantly took it.

Envy's heart skipped a beat.

He was looked down at her smiling eyes. She was wearing a black tube top and workers pants, and was holding a wrench angrily in the air with a gloved hand. But despite her angry posture and scowl at who ever was taking the picture, her eyes still smiled. And Envy found himself tracing the contours of her mouth absently with one finger.

" Who took this picture?" He asked absently.

Edward smiled again, " I did. But she was a little pissed. Winry hates getting her picture taken. She um...Hit me really hard." He blushed and scratched behind his head.

Envy thought bitterly, I would have hit you to, while taking notice of what was surrounding the margins of the paper. In bold letters where her name, along with information on who to contact if someone spotted her. It also had the day she went missing. The day he had taken her.

" Never seen her." Lust murmured, trying to fill the silence that had fallen.

Envy looked up and cleared his throat.

" Is that what your doing here? Putting up pictures of her?"

Edward smiled down at the picture.

" Ya...There's nothing else we can do. We've looked and looked and...It's like she's disappeared."

There was a hint of anger in his voice and his hands turned into fists.

Envy knew exactly how he felt.

And he wished he didn't.

Envy wished he could still imagine cutting her up and not feel sick to his stomach.

" I hope she's alright." Alphonse's voice quivered as he spoke more so to himself then Envy.

Envy knew what he should do. He could feel it in his old bones, down to his marrow. It went against everything that was him. But then again, he chuckled darkly in his head, Winry went against everything he stood for. The fact that he cared for her defied everything and who he was. What he was. It seemed ridiculous to him that after only knowing her for a short time, and only kissing her briefly, he would feel this way. But Envy had never been so sure on anything in all of his four hundred years.

But he knew he couldn't deify that bitch Dante. She would end him.

And Envy wasn't so ready to die yet.

He also knew that if he did let her go, then Winry would go back to Fullmetal. And she obviously didn't feel anything for Envy, so Edward would just pick up where he left off. Envy then realized that he hadn't really done anything. Winry had never thought of him in any sexual or romantic way. He had simply kissed her and she had...Reacted in a strange way. It wasn't like Winry – as much as Envy knew of her personality- to just let someone walk all over her. Which was one of the reasons Envy was attracted to her in the first place. She was feisty, and not at all a girly sort. She didn't mind to get her hands dirty and stick up for herself. She had proved that the first night they had met. So with that said, if she hadn't wanted him to kiss her, then she would have stopped him. He calculated this as either an act of insanity or lust. He decided on the ladder. Which was even more strange to him.

Another thought stirred in him at this realization.

But then the memory of her blood running down her face reminded Envy that he had to resist.

It didn't matter how badly he wanted her.

" Hey, is that your train?" Edward tapped his shoulder and Envy suddenly looked up.

Sure enough, there was the lonely train to Dublith. It's doors opened slowly and the chubby conductor with a big mustache rubbed his eyes because of the late hour, looking at them in annoyance.

Envy stood along with the others, and they hastily made their way onto the train.

But Envy paused, looking down at the picture of Winry. He looked up and met Edwards fierce, golden eyes. He was looking into the eyes of someone who could be with her and give her everything that Envy couldn't. A life, love, and safety.

" I'll keep an eye out for her." Envy nodded and folded up the poster, placing it carefully into his pocket.

" Thanks...She means a lot to me." Edward admitted, and never took his eyes off Envy's.

Envy felt that small part of him scream in agony. He felt his body go cold and his throat get thick with emotion. His fists clenched and unclenched, and once gain he felt his swirling hatred for the boy rise up in him, in hopes of drowning out his oncoming sorrow and jealousy.

He cleared his throat and bitterly smiled at the pipsqueak, and he feared his face had turned into a scowl.

" I know."

Edward's face became confused but before he could say anything, Envy hopped onto the train, the doors closing in his face and on the golden eyes of the alchemist.

Envy slumped into a seat as the train lurched forward, and he sighed into his now shaking hands. He didn't understand his new emotions completely, but he knew frustration all too well. He hated this. He hated what was happening to him, hated his feelings toward Winry. And he most defiantly hated the Fullmetal pipsqueak.

" I almost lost it back there." Lust murmured.

Envy smiled bitterly.

" Ya, so did I." he confessed.

It was quiet for a moment, and all that was heard where Gluttony and Wrath's snores. They where worn out from the long day of traveling, and Envy would gladly join them, if not for the fear of his dreams. He was sure they would be about a certain blond mechanic and her soon to be alchemist boyfriend, and he couldn't face that. Not right now. He just had to focus on getting them all to Dublith before sunset, and meeting with that bitch Dante without tearing her apart.

" Did you think for a moment..about telling them? You know, where she is?"

He sighed and finally looked up at Lust. She was looking at him intently and he couldn't help but roll his eyes at her. He shook his head in defeat. He was just so tired. He felt like he hardly had energy left to blink. " We can't. Dante wants her."

" So?"

Envy let out a frustrated growl and he snapped his head to meet her gaze. " So, we can't just let them have her. Dante would kill me!"

Lust stared at him for a moment and shook her head. It was hard to tell what she was thinking without seeing her face, and Envy wanted to rip off that damned head dress.

" I think you just don't want her to go back to Edward. I think your afraid she might choose him instead of you, and your using Dante as an excuse because your so obsessed with not hurting he, which is totally not like you at all, that your going to keep her with us and that will be just putting her in more harms way, you realize. Dante isn't a saint. I doubt she wants the girl around for good company for her precious humunculie. "

He was pissed. Because Lust was right.

And she knew it.

" Listen to yourself Lust! Are you actually implying that I care for that human?"

She crossed her legs and leaned back into her seat. He couldn't see her expression because of her head dress, but he was sure her black lips where turned into a confident grin.

" Whatever you say Envy. Just remember, I've known you my whole existence. And I know your not entirely heartless."

Envy guessed she was referring to the fact that Envy himself had been the one that had found her when she was disgusting mass of human skin and bones, and had fed her some of his red stones. She had become the Lust he knew now, and he had named her himself because she had practically jumped him when she changed forms. He still didn't know why he had done that...He could have just ended her suffering and have never told Dante about her. He could have just lied and said she was already dead. But he had felt something for her...Pity? Envy still wasn't sure.

"Your just an confused ass." She added.

He glared at her and laced his hands behind his head. Leaning back into the seat he crossed his legs, looking up at the harsh electrical lights of the train, he sighed, saying;

" Maybe your right. Maybe I am. But I know I can't be with her."

Lust stiffened beside him and sharply turned to look at him, her cool confidence gone at his confession. " You could use the Philosophers stone. You could become human."

Envy laughed darkly.

" We can't become human. Dante's just lying to us."

Lust balled her hands into fists and her crimson eyes narrowed into deadly slits at him. He suspected that he must have destroyed some dream she had had or something. He didn't care. Better her know the truth than keep believing in false hopes.

" Shut up." She hissed.

" It's true Lust. Trust me, I've been around a long time. That woman isn't trying to help us. She just needs another Philosophers stone to try and keep her soul in tact. She's only using us to-"

" I said shut up!"

Her hands had turned into knives and her eyes where large with hate. Lust stood up to leave, but not before turning her bloodcurdling eyes on him and point a trembling claw half an inch from his nose. He didn't flinch, merely looked up into her blazing eyes with cold confidence.

" But remember this,." She said, her voice trembling with her won fury, " all of that pent up emotion is going to come flowing out eventually, whether you like it or not And I will not let you harm Winry because your too afraid to admit your own, twisted feelings." Envy blankly stared at her as she stormed to the end of the cart at a table Sloth was siting at and sat with her back turned to him. He could hear the distant sounds of her clawing at the table.

He didn't really know what to think about her statement.

But he was confident he would never let that happen. Envy had mastered self control in the past when it came to killing the Elric's. If physically restraining himself from killing someone was easy, surely containing his passion should be simple.

And he didn't feel any remorse about telling Lust the hard truth. Frankly, he still wanted to pay her back for her interrogation with Winry when she knew he had been watching. Even if his pay back was a bit too harsh, she still needed to hear about their master's idiot scheme.

Dante's "master plan" was to create a new philosophers stone. But she was too chicken to do it, so she was using the humunculie as her puppets, mainly Pride, and had them doing her biding while she pulled the strings from a safe distance. Controlling the military through her beloved Pride, she was a force to be reckoned with, having been the cause of propaganda and war over the past sixty years. Dante was the one pulling the strings, and ultimately she was trying to get Edward to create a new philosopher stone.

But one question had been bugging Envy lately.

What did Winry have to do with it?

He reached into his pocked and looked down at the photograph.

" Thanks...She means a lot to me."

Envy snarled and bared his teeth down at the imaginary Edward he was hearing, trying to focus on Winry in the photograph. But the photograph was moving before his eyes. And he could help but watch.

Winry was yelling at someone for taking her picture, and had finally ripped it from Fullmetal's hands. He then playfully began tickling her, and she giggled and began crying out in protest, dropping her wrench. Her eyes closed in a pit of laughter, and happy tears streaked down her face. Edward bent over and kissed her passionately and she responded, wrapping her arms behind his neck and pulling him closer to her. She was the one having to lean down, because of the height difference, but she didn't seem to mind. Fullmetal wrapped his human arms around her waist and pulled her in closer. They parted and stared at each other, smiles forming on their faces. Winry's words mouthed a statement Envy desperately tried to tune out, but it rang in his head all the same;" I love you, Edward."

Envy hated himself for even concocting the happy scene.

Why Edward and not him?

Because you would kill her.

There was that goddamned voice in his head again. Envy squeezed his eyes tighter.

If you wrapped your arms around her like that she'd snap in two. But you'd like that too much, wouldn't you?

" No..."

You'd love seeing her thick, red blood on your hands... Imagine the taste of it-

" NO!"

Envy opened his eyes and realized he had been speaking aloud.

Wrath and Gluttony had managed to stay unconscious, but that wasn't very surprising. He looked over to see Lust and Sloth's unmoving forms leaning against the windows.

He was breathing heavily and his hands where shaking, still holding Winry's photograph.

Ency closed his eyes and folded up the picture, placing it in his pocket. He leaned back against the cold window and found it made his pounding head feel much better. He let out a shaky breath and let himself drift off into a deep sleep, praying he wouldn't dream.

" Winry?"

Envy's skin shone brightly in the light of the moon, which had filtered through the opened window. The while curtains billowed around him, and his long hair swayed in the slight breeze, catching and glowing an emerald hue in the light.

He turned back at her, his face filled with pain, his eyes shimmering like gems in the silvery light. She reached out for him, her hands shaking. She could feel tears streaking her face.

" Please, please don't go!" She called out.

He shook his head and turned his back on her, moving to leap out the window.

Winry went to grab for him, but arms pulled her away and spun her around so she was looking into a pair of sad golden eyes.

" Edward?" She breathed.

" I'm right here."

" Where did you go Win? I was so worried."

He leaned down and kissed her.

She heard Envy's screams from behind her, but couldn't turn to help him. He sounded like he was in pain. Horrible, agonizing pain.

" Envy!" She moaned, and bolted upright.

She found herself face to face with a a pair of light purple eyes. The very eyes she had been dreaming about. She also noticed that she was clinging to him, her shaking hands gripped onto the tight material to his top, and she was an inch away from him. She was breathing heavily and she couldn't shake off her dream. It had been so vivid. So real.

And the look in Envy's eyes now told her she must have actually yelled out his name.

Her face turned the color of a tomato. She wanted to die. Right there.

" You okay?" He asked, his eyebrow raising.

She looked around herself, and realized she was still on the couch. The darkness told her it was way past midnight, along with the large grandfather clock clicking loudly. The fire was still blazing, and she realized she had been asleep for nearly five hours!

" Um...Ya. Just had a bad dream."

Her voice sounded hoarse, and she was dying of thirst.

She looked down at her hands and realized she was still holding onto him. Winry dropped her hands and flung herself away from him, smooshing herself against the back of the leather couch until she could feel it's wooden frame. He gave her an odd look, and she smiled nervously.

" Sorry for um, grabbing you like that."

He shook his head. He was crouched next to the couch, and now leaned back to rest his back against the coffee table that was between the two sofas. He raised one leg up and rested his forearm on his knee. " It's okay. I was worried about you. You where thrashing about a lot and...Talking."

" Oh yes, well I was-"

Winry stopped. She replayed his sentence in her mind to make sure she hadn't misheard him. Yes. She was positively sure he had said; " I was worried about you." He had used all five words together in a sentence! Winry's heart skipped a beat.

Envy looked at her like she had gone crazy, and she realized she had just stopped talking and was now staring at him with big goo goo eyes. She blinked rapidly and started babbling like an idiot. Because she was suddenly very, very nervous. She remembered their kiss with a burning passion, and her cheeks heated up.

" I-I hope you h-had a nice train r-ride. Mine was boring! Lady D-Dante is really quiet, and I never shut up, so I f-felt like I was t-talking her e-ear off the w-whole trip. And then she m-made me c-carry her bags! And they where so heavy!" Winry looked down at her hands and noticed she was wringing them. She had never, ever been so nervous before.

It was just a test Winry, she screamed at herself, he said so himself!

She tried to look up, and found he was intently staring at her with his smoldering eyes. He had no expression on his face. And for once it was completely blank. He wasn't even smiling! Not even a little!

" S-so how was y-your trip?" She tried.

He blinked and seemed to fall out of whatever trance he had been in. He cleared his throat before speaking. " Boring. We had to take a train to Rush Valley and then wait for nearly two hours for the blasted train."

Her eyes began to sparkle.

" Rush Valley?"

Her heart fluttered with the thought of the mechanical mecca of Amestris. All of the inspiring automail mechanics went their for supplies and to train there! Winry always dreamed of going there as a little girl, but had never found the time to go. After the death of her parents, she had been stuck in Resembool with Pinako and the Elric brothers. She had to put her dreams aside to help around the house.

" Yes?" Envy frowned at her growing excitement.

" I've always wanted to go there!" She couldn't contain a squeal.

" Why? It's just a boring hick town." He grumbled.

She frowned and sighed. " It also happens to be a big automail town. Full of tons of shops with the finest equipment around!"

Once he continued to stare and didn't say anything, Winry sighed and fell back into the couch, staring up at the ceiling and holding out her hands, stretching her arms. " I've always wanted to go there. My mom promised me she would when I got old enough...But she died when I was little." She dropped her arms and turned her head, to see Envy was giving her a weird look. His eyes where soft, softer than she'd ever seen them before. They reminded her of her dream.

" How'd she die?" He asked quietly.

Winry looked back up at the ceiling.

" She was killed...In the war at Ishbal. Her and my dad. They where doctors sent to help the hurt soldiers and people." Her hands turned into a fist and she gritted her teeth.

If she ever met the man who killed her parents...Winry didn't know what she would do. A part of her wanted to kill him. But the same part of her also detested the military. But she had so many friends in the military...She couldn't continue to hate it. The same with the murder of her beloved parents. She knew she would probably never meet the man that had killer. But she vowed she would one day. And let him know the daughter of the people she killed. She wanted him to know what they had had to leave behind.

She closed her eyes, letting a single, fat tear roll down her cheek.

She felt Envy's finger stop it, but linger in her face.

Winry opened her eyes, and saw he was looking down at her again, his eyes still soft and very unlike him. Her insides burned under his gaze, and she wanted very much for him to kiss her again. Her lips burned for it, and she gulped heavily. It was hard to breath when Envy looked down at her like that.

She was suddenly aware that he had moved closer, so her wasn't leaning against the coffee table, and was resting on both of his knees, hunched over her.

If she could just do this the right way...

Slowly, she propped herself on her elbow, and inclined her face closer to his. He didn't move away, but he was letting his finger slide slowly away from her face. She caught it with her free hand, and opened his palm to press it against the side of her face. She was delighted at how warm it was, and closed her eyes for a moment. She absently rubbed her thumb on the back of his hand, and opened her eyes to see his where wide with alarm, staring at her hand. She smiled at him, and leaned in, closing the gap between them.

His lips where just like she remembered, but not as frigid this time. She didn't make the kiss deep, but badly wanted to. Winry decided to make it light, and see what he would do.

She knew he didn't care for her that way. And it hurt her to remember his harsh words. But there was something different about him. Something in his amethyst eyes...

Envy kissed her back.

With a heated passion, he leaned her down onto the couch, taking her face into both of his hands. She found the material of his shirt and pulled him in closer. With his inhuman agility, he hopped onto the couch with out breaking the kiss. She could feel his weight on her, and his heat was blanketing over her comfortably. She realized all she was wearing was her black tube top and jeans. She blushed. He broke the kiss and began trailing butterfly kisses around her jaw, slowly making his way to her neck. He bit at the sensitive skin at the crook of her neck. She gasped and arched her back from the eminence pleasure that radiated through her.

Both of his hands went down to her hips, leaving a trail of fire behind them.

She marveled in how well their bodies fit together.

How perfect he was.

" Envy..." She whispered in delight.

He stiffened.

His hands stopped their messaging motions on her sides, and his lips where poised over her raw neck. His body seemed to jolt awake, as if he had been in some sort of trance. He leaned back and looked down at her. His face was pained, his eyes hazed over with a look of complete and utter want.

" Don't go. Please." She whimpered, and reached out for him.

Envy looked utterly confused. His body shook and he closed his eyes in frustration.

" No." He whispered, and she didn't know what he meant.

Winry sat up and leaned her cheek into his chest. Despite his words, he wrapped an arm around her shoulder and the other around her slender hip. She inhaled his scent, and was lost in it. She then noticed his body was shaking.

She looked up at him and met his eyes.

They where so close their noses where touching.

She opened her lips to speak, but he moved in to silence them, his breath tickling hers as they where about to make contact. Her stomach danced with pleasure, and she found herself clutching his shirt again.

" Envy."

They both jolted at a voice coming from down the hall.

Dante!

They both split apart instantly, each sitting on both ends of the couch. Winry was surprised to see that Envy was blushing like crazy, but the pink faded soon enough. Her heart leapt into her throat as Dante made her entrance, followed by an icy wind. She was back to her usual attire, flowing skirts and godly silk. She shifted her cold gaze from Envy to Winry.

" I told you to tell him to come and see me, girl." She frostily said to Winry.

Winry shuddered.

" What do you want?" Envy said, interrupting before she could apologize. He yawned while stretching his hands behind his head and resting his bare feet on the coffee table.

Dante narrowed her eyes at him.

" I would like to speak to you."

He turned his sharp gaze at her and smirked, showing his sharp canines.

" Well, out with it. I'm all ears, master."

Dante's stare turned deadly, but he was unaffected, if anything, it seemed to please him more.

" In private." She ground out through tight lips.

Envy surprisingly stood, stretching as he did. " Alright, alright. Don't have a cow master." He snickered.

The woman turned sharply, her straight hair whipping around with her like a sword. Her heals made a faint clicking sound. The cold air went with her as it came.

Envy followed suit, following with his inhuman grace. But not before he spun around at the last second, before disappearing down the hall way, and flashing Winry a grin and winking. She blushed and smiled, watching him finally vanish down the dark hall with the ice queen.

Winry raised her hands to her lips, which where slightly swollen and still sensitve from Envy's ruff, yet delicate kisses.

Heat rose up to her cheeks and her heart swelled with glee. She was suddenly giddy with energy and profound happyness, and she wanted to build something with her new found energy.

She wished suddenly that she was back home, with her tools.

For a moment she was home sick.

" Winry!"

Wrath's happy voice broke her from her sad thoughts, and she opened her arms for him. The child fell into her lap with an exauster sigh.

" And where have you been?" She giggled down at the boy who now layed on the couch and rested his head in her lap. She ran her hands through his long, silky hair.

" I just got back from the train station. Boy, am I tired!"

Winry's eyebrows pulled together.

" You mean, you and the others just got back? But Envy was just..."

Wrath's face turned sour and he suddenly frowned, which was very unlike him.

" He used his stupid speed to get here before us. He just vanished as soon as we got off the train! Lust was so angry! Well, she was already angry at him anyway, I think they got into a fight on the train. But don't ask her about it, Mommy says she's sensitive right now or something. And then Gluttony ate my candy bar!" Wrath pouted.

Winry found it odd that Envy had just left the others.

Then again, he was selfish at times.

Oh, who was she kidding?

Envy was selfish all of the time!

" ... I was worried about you..."

Envy's words stirred up pulse and had her heart racing. She blushed and bit down on her bottom lip.

She knew something was different about him. And she was sure his words back in his room had been a lie, just to get her to stay away. She had been well aware of the cut his teeth had done to her tongue, but that was just because she had been careless. Winry was determined. This could work.

Then it dawned on her.

Winry wanted it to work out.

She wanted Envy's affection!

Winry had been devastated when he had said such harsh words to her. She had felt like he had ripped out her bleeding heart and stomped all over it, then put it back inside of her all bleeding and broken. She had been feeling lost the whole day, and during her sleep she knew her dreams had had something to do with what the sin had said.

But she felt he had changed during his trip to the summer house, like he had thought things over. Winry was sure now that he had probably just been trying to protect her from himself. She remembered feeling his awesome power. His strength was almost too much, but she knewe he had been holding back. Their first kiss had been painful, but having the feeling of him not wanting her had been even more so.

And she couldn't deny her feelings for him any longer.

" Winry? Is everything alright?" Sloth asked, coming up behind her from the couch and feeling her head for a temperature.

Winry looked down at the sleeping boy on her lap and smiled, looking up into Sloth's friendly blue eyes.

" Yes, I think so."

You like? Ya, I told ya this was a damn good chapter! And Alphonse was so funny! Oh, and fyi, Edward loves Winry. Ya, how could you tell? And he's not gonna be very happy when he finds out she doesn't love him back. Or does she? Bwahaahahaah do I smell a love triangle?