Dear Readers,

So, so, so sorry this took so long guys. NEVER AGAIN. I've been really busiy with therapy, visiting my mom in jail, and trying not to fail 11th grade! I haven't been to school in a month, and I have alot of catching up to do! I admit, I did write another fic, but I had actually written the 1st chaper a while ago. And decided to post it. So ya...Hope yall like this chapter! don't kill me because it's too short or whatever. And it's pretty sad. I have a feeling I'm going to get more hate mail. yall do realize that hate mail just brings me down, right? I'm sure there are TONS of mistakes. I haven't edited this, so ya. I just wanted to get it out there.

- Ramona F.

P.S- I hate therapy.

Hazed Memories

Lust stared down at the man, amethyst eyes full of sadness and dark lips set into a concentrated frown Winry had seen her wear on several occasions. One of them being when Envy and Wrath had accidentally spilling soup all over the temptress before one of her dates. Winry knew that the frown meant trouble for all it was directed at.

" He's a fool." she announced, her voice quivering slightly.

Winry's eyebrows drew together, she applied the disinfectant to the mans- Who was indeed the notorious Scar- bloody wounds. He still hadn't risen since the mechanic had entered the room, which obviously was worrying her raven haired companion. But, or coarse, the sin wouldn't admit it. She just continued to insult the man she had half dragged across the desert.

The girl still couldn't believe the story the sin had told her when she had first began to clean the armless man. Apparently, Lust had abandoned the humunculie. Forever turning her back to them, giving up the chance ti find the stone, all for this man. And was now fully prepared to help the Elric's and the military...Winry didn't know what to think of it.

" You idiot!" Lust hissed to the unconscious man.

Winry rolled her eyes.

Lust? Had helped a man? Had given up the chance to find the stone?

He must be really important to her...

" Your such an idiot!" Lust cried once more, standing with her sharp teeth bared. The tall woman began to shake, and Winry watched as her eyes turned back to their usual blood red, which had never happened before. At least, not that she remembered. Lust's eyes had always been red...

" You think your so..." Lust began, but stopped. Her face turned from anger to...Winry didn't know what...Following the humunculie's gaze,Winry turned to see the man was very much awake, and a shiver went up her delicate spine.

Red eyes.

Bright, alert, focused eyes that where fit for a killer.

The man looked at the raven haired woman with his intense gaze, which she returned with her own.

How can...They both have the same eye color? I thought only Ishbalan's had red eyes...?

The large man grunted.

She should have been afraid, she knew. A normal person would have been scared out of their mind at the mans intense gaze. It was enough to send a grown solider screaming. Enough to scare even the strongest of chimera...

But Winry had seen a set of eyes that where much more frightening.

The image of them flickered in her mind ever so often, invading all of her senses with their alluring, shocking color. They pierced her and scorched her skin, causing her hands to involuntarily shake.

" What is the meaning of this?" The man asked, his voice rumbling from his throat like booming thunder. His alert eyes looked around wildly, like a caged animal, ready to tear out of it's confinements.

Winry became a little uneasy, afraid he might try to get up. He couldn't do much, she knew that, he was missing both his arms! But he could really hurt himself. She didn't know how he had lasted so long. On top of getting his arms cut off, he apparently had been shot. Dozens of times! But someone had tried to mend the wounds.

Winry looked up at Lust, who's expression was still uncharacteristically blank.

" You need to keep him down. He can't move around! He'll just hurt himself. " The mechanic instructed, trying to snap her friend out of it as the man began to move, as if to get up.

Breaking out of her daze, Lust immediately moved in gracefully beside her, lightly placing her strangely gloved hand near the mans chest. The sin didn't touch him, just barely placed her hand on his bare skin, but still, he jolted back. As if touching her would burn him. He hissed from the back of his throat and bared his teeth. Winry became confused for the fifth time, but moved in. Hastily she began to pour disinfectant on his open gash, the liquid causing the raw flesh to bubble almost instantly. The wounds had been impacted with dirt, grit, sand and numerous germs Winry could only begin to imagine. As she continued her cleaning, a strange yellow liquid began to leek out of his arm and Winry frowned. He must have caught a slight infection after all. But it wasn't too severe. Disgusting, yes. But not at all severe.

" Disgusting." Lust mumbled under her breath.

Scar grunted, but made no other sound.

" So...How did this happen again?" Winry asked, trying to sever the tension, even though Lust had told her the whole story. The hatred in the air was getting to her, making her nervous.

" Idiot tried to make Alphonse into the Philosophers stone." Lust grunted.

Winry frowned, and asked for the second time; " what good would that have done?"

Lust blew her bangs from her left eye and grimaced.

" Exactly." She narrowed her piercing eyes at the man who also narrowed his.

The awkward silence only continued, and Winry nimbly worked, letting her mind wander to other things. Like how pissed Edward probably was at her. No doubt he was mad...First she hadn't told him about being kidnapped by the humunculie ( But honestly, she hadn't expected to ever meet them again) and then his father had shown up. He really seemed to hate his father, and Winry guessed it was something she would never understand. Hohenhiem was so kind, so gentle. A lot like Alphonse in many ways.

Alphonse...The poor boy.

He really was trying his best to appease his father. He didn't hold a grudge against him like Edward did...Which just confused Winry more. But, also didn't surprise her. Al and ed where complete opposites. While Edward was head strong, Alphonse was calm and level headed. He was gentle, always considerate of others and ready to forgive.

Winry smiled, remembering the way he had run to his father. She admired his gentle nature. She wished that some day, Al really could get his body back. He shouldn't have to be trapped in that metal shell. He was too kind of a person for that to happen to...He deserved to live.

" I should be dead." Scar hissed, looking up at the dark haired woman with so much hatred and loathing in his crimson eyes. Winry stopped her ministrations and looked up at him, the mechanics confusion clearly splattered across her features as her previous thoughts left her mind.

" Um...Wait a second. Are you saying that...You wanted to die?" She asked slowly.

The mans face became even angrier than before. If that was even possible.

" It was Ishbala's will! And that witch-" He shot a death glare at Lust, "- interfered where she was not needed!" He bared his teeth as a bead of sweat rolled down his cheek.

Winry stared at the man for a moment, then back up at Lust, waiting for her come back.

The woman only stared at him with another unreadable look.

Abruptly, she turned around, her hair swaying behind her. Lust's heels smacked against the stone floor loudly in the small workshop, and when the modulus woman made it to the door, she stopped in the threshold. Placing a hand on the door frame she gripped her other hand into a shaking fist, then slightly turned her head so Winry could see her profile.

" Make sure he's taken care of, Winry." She said fervidly, her lips almost curling into a snarl.

Winry watched her leave for a moment.

What was that all about? Since when does Lust bite her tongue?

Her thoughts where interrupted by a loud hiss. She looked back to Scar to see his face suddenly filled with pain, looking down at the oozing wound of his arm. His muscles twitched in suffering that he hadn't had a moment before, his jaw clenched and he bared his teeth. When she continued to stare, he looked up at her with those terrifying eyes.

" Well?" He hissed through his teeth, " Get on with it."

" No." She simply said, and sat back.

She had no idea what she was doing, but her body was just...Telling her.

His eyes widened. " No?"

Winry nodded towards his gushing wound.

" That infection could kill you if I don;t treat it. Didn't you say you wanted to die?"

She knew she was twisting his words around, but still. The big lummox needed a lesson. She was feeling slightly wise, and this was a current distraction for the turmoil she had been facing. Plus, she wanted to get to the bottom of what was going on with him an Lust, and maybe by doing this she could get some answers. What ever it was she was doing...Which she didn't know.

His face was blank as he looked at her, then he looked away. His eyes became soft and his face became a mask of pain. " I...I should be dead." He repeated.

Winry, impatient, sighed and leaned forward.

" Why should you be dead?" She asked patiently.

His looked back up at her, and his face became hard again.

" I was supposed to be part of the sacrifice! I can not rest until I am dead. Gone from this world an onto the next. That is where my fate lies. That is Ishbala's will." His thunderous voice preached his fate, and Winry couldn't help but notice the sadness to his fiery eyes.

The blond girl stared at the Ishbalan with soft eyes now, and she smiled. She looked down at her hands as she spoke from her heart, words that came to her and flowed from her mouth

. " A long time ago...I wanted to die. It was after my parents where killed...I thought, that if I died everything would be better. That I would be with my parents again." She looked back up at the man, who was looking away from her. " I don't know anything about Ishbala, or you. But I don know one thing..." Winry looked out the window, at the beautiful hills of Resembool, her home town. It was true, she had wanted to die when she was younger. But she had never, ever told anyone about it. Not even her grandmother. Why she was choosing to tell Scar, she had no clue...Well, she had told one person...But that had been a long time ago.

Winry closed her eyes and smiled, Envy's face lingering in her mind and making her want to cry.

" Your wrong." The girl stated.

She felt his red eyes on her.

" How? How is Ishbala's will wrong?" he asked softly.

She tore her gaze away from her memory of her lost love, Envy, and returned it to the man.

"Because everyone deserves a second chance. I've heard about your past...About what you've done," her mind turned to once more Envy, and she wondered if she was even speaking about the scared man anymore, " But all of that...All of that is in the past. I believe that your a good person...And good people should be given second chances. You did what you did because in your mind, you thought it was right. But now you know it was wrong. And as I see it...Loosing your arms like you did...While trying to help Alphonse...That's your redemption. That's what I think your Ishbala wanted you to do. He wanted you to use your arm for the help of others..." She looked down at her hands again, and smiled as a tear escaped her eye.

Why am I crying?

" You are very kind." The man said softly, his voice lighter than whisper.

The blond looked up to see the man was smiling warmly at her, his eyes sad. He looked so weak to her...So utterly confused and helpless. She now saw what she guessed Lust did. The foolish man who was willingly ready to throw his life away. Winry agreed with her. He was stupid. But...He just needed to learn to live again. And the mechanic knew just the person who could help him. She smiled and scooted closer to the table.

" This is going to sting...A lot." She said, her hand poised over the wound.

He nodded and clenched his jaw once more.

She took that as a sign to go, but not before adding on last statement to her speech;

" And you should really cut Lust some slack...She did give up everything to save you."

His face turned slightly confused and angry.

" What did that demon have in the first place?" he hissed.

Winry scowled and sat back again, dropping her hand.

" A family." She simply stated, the image of Sloth, Wrath and Envy at breakfast clouding into her vision and making her teary eyed again. She felt a stinging to her chest, and clutched at it softly, as the gaping hole throbbed.

" You must be really important to her...For her to give that up." She said softly.

A tear rolled down her pale cheek, and the man with the scarlet eyes stared in confusion.

" Winry."

Winry stiffened, and wiped at her tears furiously, turning to see Edward leaning against the door frame. His face was a mask of complete bitterness, his golden orbs slicing into the armless man. She gulped as his intense stare flickered over to her.

He was more than pissed.

" Get over here. Now." He ordered, his voice making her jump a bit.

Usually, Winry would stand for him talking to her in such a way. But his eyes...She knew there was no questioning him now. So, scooting back as soundlessly as she could, she shuffled over to him, keeping her head down. Once she was close enough, he grabbed her wrist almost painfully, and dragged her away. He took her all the way down the hall, up the stairs, and finally, to her bed room of all places.

He shoved her into the room and locked the door behind him, then stared up at her with his angered eyes.

" Tell me what the hell is going on. Now." he said , his voice holding the same venom as before. His eyes seemed to stare into her soul as he looked into her large, frightened eyes.

She had no idea what to do. There was no running now. She was literally trapped!

Winry wanted to run, wanted to be anywhere but there. Trapped with him.

Behind her, the setting sun filtered in through her window, sending a brilliant orange into the room, which caught in Edward's eyes. Only making him look more god-like.

Tell him the truth. Or lie horribly. Those where her options now...

" Well...I..." she began nervously, her body quivering along with her voice.

" How do you know Lust, Winry?" he asked.

She made her hands into fists.

" When I was kidnapped..." She whispered, but stopped once she heard Edward gasp.

" No..Not them..." He said, the shock in his voice causing his pupils to dilate.

Now he knew. She knew that he did...He wasn't an idiot. But now she could almost feel his anger, and as he walked over to her his thick boots painfully hit the wooden floors and caused her to tremble. His bare hands grabbed onto her shoulders and shook her, making her look at him in the eyes.

" WHY! WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THEY TOOK YOU!" He screamed into her face, making her heart leap into her throat as tears poured from her eyes as if some damn had broken. Her face didn't twist in anguish as she cried. She only stared blankly down at the boy she partially loved, as part of her mind thought back to the night she had been stolen.

How scared she had been...But how sure she was that Edward was going to save her.

But he never did.

She wondered then, if he had, if she ever would have fallen for Envy?

" Why? Why?" he whispered, and suddenly, he pulled her into a tight embrace, his body trembling along with hers. He buried his face into her neck and she could feel his hot lips against her skin. " I love you Winry...So much." She whispered onto her skin, causing her body to heat up involuntarily. She felt like she was on fire, and Edward's lips near her neck only made it worse. Her knees felt like they where about to give way, but before she could fall Edward guided her over to her bed, where he laid her down softly. Placing both knees on either side of her waist, and both hands beside her head, Edward stared down at her.

The anger from his eyes was gone. And replaced with something else...

Her heart felt like it was in a vice, memories from his hot kissed rushed back to her and she felt dizzy.

" Edward...I love you to..." She whispered, but didn't know what else to say.

What could she say?

He leaned down slowly, a smirk forming on his lips as he closed the distance between them.

Edward's lips pressed against her ear lobe, and he softly bit down, causing her to shiver in delight. " I missed you...I keep having these day dreams...It was hard to focus on anything with you on my mind Winry." He whispered seductively as he played with the hem of her shirt. Slowly, he worked his flesh hand underneath the cotton, his hot hands skimming past her cool skin and causing her to blush uncontrollably. She gasped when his finger tips wormed their way under her bra.

" Edward!" She gasped as he grasped her breast.

" I love it when you say my name..." he whispered hotly in her hear as he kneaded her breast continuously. " Say it again..." He whispered as he kissed the side of her face slowly.

" Ed..." She moaned involuntarily as he pinched her nipple.

Before she could gasp, he claimed her lips with his own.

She completely lost herself in him once again, like a moth driven to a flame. All the while a part of her screamed. It screamed and bucked against the raging flames of Edward's passion. But she was taken over by the flames, eaten up and consumed completely as Edward's fast lips moved against hers, as his canines grazed her tongue and while he tugged on her bottom lip. He rolled his tongue around hers playfully while he lifted her shirt and grinding himself against her, moaning from the back of his throat like an animal. The moan vibrated in her mouth, causing her to blush and whimper.

Why was it that Edward did this to her? Made her feel this way?

Only one other person had ever made her feels so...So uncontrollably lost.

Their lips parted with an audible pop, and Edward leaned his forehead against hers as they both panted.

" Am I...Moving too fast?" he panted, his sweet breath tickling her.

Licking her lips and preparing to answer, she tasted him once again, and her thoughts where clouded by lust. Her answer was to kiss him again, wildly. He moaned again and she brought up her hips to press further against him, and she arched her partially bared chest into his hands. The cold automail of his false hand was so cold it burned along with the rest of her, and she squealed into his moth, feeling his lips tug into a grin against her.

Her heart sputtered as she recalled feeling this happen once before.

" Envy..." She moaned softly, trying to protest as Envy rolled her nipple in between his lips and sharp teeth, all the while he was massaging her inner thighs slowly, with his long, delicate fingers. He snickered as he parted with her nipple and she felt his hot breath suddenly move against her neck, along with his body. His erection firmly dug into her and nearly drove her over the edge.

She needed him. Now.

" Yes?" he purred into her soft skin, which was slowly burning from the suckling he was now giving it. She mewled and he pressed against her harder. His teeth nipped her skin as he continued to tease her. His hot tongue pressed flat against her skin as he lapped up the small droplet of blood he had forced form her. But she didn't care. She was used to it...His body moved up her like a shadow, finally his hot breath stirred the hair on her neck.

" What is it you want? Tell me..." he asked huskily against her ear.

She moved her head to the side, and looked up into his beautiful amethyst eyes.

He stared back, a soft smile spreading on his gorgeous lips. He was the image of sexiness to her now...Hair tousled, eyes glistening, bandana still somehow in place. And a beautiful flush to his pale cheeks. He slowly licked his lips, getting as little of her blood onto his tongue and happily swallowing.

" Tell me..." He repeated as he leaned down slowly.

She didn't have time to answer. He was soon licking her bottom lip and sucking it into his mouth, as he had done to her nipple. He playfully bit at it and began to snicker when she yelped again.

" Stop picking on me!" She whimpered as he teased her.

She looked up at him as he looked down at her and grinned.

" Sorry sweet heart." he teased, and kissed her nose, " Your just so damned cute."

She smiled and blushed as he pressed his lips tenderly to hers, and when she gasped at the feeling of his hand grabbing her breast, she could feel his full lips smirking against her own.

" Win? Win what's wrong?"

Winry came to when she heard Edward distantly calling her.

She hadn't realized that she was sobbing.

looking up through her tears, her blurred vision only barely making out Edward's shocked and worried expression, Winry continued to sob.

He began to move her around, and she could slightly feel him tugging her shirt back down. He drew the sheets over her, and she continued to uncontrollably cry harder. He was being so kind to her...He really was. And she hated herself. She hated that she loved them both.

The room was dark, the sun had set, and Winry was feeling so sleepy...

Edward tucked her in, and as she closed her eyes, ready to surrender to the sleep, she felt his lips ghost over hers softly.

" I love you Winry...Never forget that." He whispered against her lips.

The other half of her body cried out for him as she heard his foot steps retreating, yearning for him once more.

While the other half just wallowed in misery at the memories she couldn't keep back.

Lust stared out at the dark hills of Resembool. Her red eyes flickering over the horizon for any impending trouble. The others must have noticed her absence by now...No doubt they'd be looking for her. Her lips twitched back into a snarl of sorts. Let them try and bring her back. They'd have to kill her first. She was done with their idiot searching. She had something more important to do now. Even if he hated her...She had to protect Scar from the other humunculie. They probably wanted the man dead...he knew too much as it was.

Lust smiled darkly.

Let them come.

" Lust." Edward hissed from behind her.

Lust didn't budge from her spot. She didn't feel like speaking to the Fullmetal boy now.

Her mind was still swimming with hazed memories...

After Scar had yelled at her, her memories had rushed back at her with a horrible vengeance. She saw him as a boy...So sweet. So innocent. She saw him blushing an looking at her with wide, red eyes. It amazed her how he had looked at her back then...Like she was the most important thing in the world.

Now he looked at her with eyes full of disgust.

In her memories she had reached out and patted his brown hair...Funny, how small he was compared to her. How his hair was so brown, while it was white now...His his face was so gentle and kind.

Now it was set into hard lines of hate and sadness.

Had all of that been her fault? Because the woman that was supposed to be her...had died?

Had Scar become the man he was today because of her?

" Dammit, will you answer me?" Edward said impatiently, briskly walking to her side and staring up at her with a frown. She had seen him give this look to Coronal Mustang earlier that day, and knew he only gave it when he truly despised someone.

" What?" She asked dully, not really in the mood to entertain him at the moment.

The sin felt his presence beside her, but she kept her elbows on the railing. Currently, she was outside of Winry's balcony. The girl had offered for her to stay with her that night, seeing that the other spare rooms where taken. The Rockbell home certainty was bustling with guests that night. Even after Alphonse and his father had stormed off, the house was still full to the rafters. Along with Coronal Mustang and his Lieutenant, Hawkeye, there was Maria Ross and her bumbling partner. Along with the mousy librarian who's name continued to slip from her mind, the snake chimera who had attacked her upon her arrival, and Scar.

Her heart fluttered uncontrollably at the thought of him being in pain down stairs. She hoped that he had received the treatment he needed. But she knew she had come to the right place. Winry would take care of him...She was so kind.

Edward growled from beside her. The sin turned to look at him, and found he was staring at her intently.

" I don't trust you." He stated, just as he had to Mustang.

She sighed, then turned back to the scenery. The wind began to pick up, lifting her hair on a breeze along with the angered boys bangs and braid.

" I didn't expect you to." She said calmly.

He growled in frustration.

" Why the hell are you here Lust?" the Elric spat her name like an infectious disease.

The sin twirled a glove less finger in her hair. Pinako had insisted on washing her clothing...So she had to borrow some of Winry's. Which included a white tank top that was way too tight around the bust, and black pants, which where too short for her and looked like Capri pants. She didn't feel much like herself, but she was thankful that she had something in black.

" Look kid," She turned to look at him, " I just came here to get some help. I'm not here to cause trouble. If I had, I would have brought Gluttony."

His eyes narrowed. " What are you damned humunculie planning now?"

She smiled sourly. " I haven't got the slightest, Blondie. I told you before...I'm on my own now."

This only seemed to anger him more, his fists shook.

Lust hadn't expected him to believe her. He was too angry to see past anything. Despite his [passionate encounter with Winry...Which she had unfortunately heard. She had been on the balcony after all...She hadn't known they where together. The homunculus had smiled when she heard Edwards declaration of love for the blond girl, and then the mechanic's reply. It was better this way. For them to be together. Lust decided, that if she ever saw Envy again, that she wouldn't tell him about her latest discovery.

But Winry's sobs had only confused her more. She had cried out...And Lust had faintly heard her say Envy's name. Surely she still couldn't have feelings for the green haired sin? He had thrown her out a window! Had threatened her life!

Lust's eyes narrowed.

Or had the love struck sin not been convincing enough?

Edward growled once more, and she turned to eye the pipsqueak. She smirked, the thought of having heard his groaning and moaning without his knowledge amusing to the sin. He tried to act so tough...But under it all he was just like every other man. He was no better than Envy. The only man that had overcome that cookie cutter image she had for all disgusting, perverted males, was Scar. He, unlike all other men, wasn't tempted by her appearance. He, on the contrary, was disgusted by her body. He hated every inch of her.

Her heart clenched with sadness, and she turned her gaze back to the scenery.

She didn't understand these feelings...These horrifying, yet wonderfully exciting feelings she was having. Whenever she thought of the Ishbalan, her heart began to race while a part of her ached to be near him. Yet whenever she thought of it, her mind would replay his reaction to her from earlier. How he had cringed at the closeness of her hand...So different from her memories.

In her memories, he had been so kind to her. Had smiled at her. Had blushed at her...

She looked down a their pale hands. Her long fingers. Her delicate wrist.

In her memories, her hands where exactly the same, but a darker hue.

What was she now? Alive? Or dead?

Was she the same woman? Or was she just a failed recreation like Envy claimed them to be?

But why would she have these memories? These horrible feelings?

" Tell me Edward...If Winry was...Like me...Could you still love her?" The question flew from her lips before she had time to think of it's consequences.

Beside her, Edward gasp and she could almost feel him blush.

Before he could speak, a hissing came from somewhere on the roof. The raven haired temptress and the blond both looked up to see Marta laying on her back, arms behind her head. She had her eyes closed, but Lust knew the creature was awake.

She recalled having to teach the thing a lesson when she had first arrived.

Why she was acting so calm now, the sin had no clue.

" She's tell'en the truth, Ed." the snake said, eyes still closed.

Lust frowned, not sure as to why she was helping her.

" What the hell are you saying Marta? She's the one who-" Edward began, but was interrupted as the snake chimera suddenly hopped down from the roof and landed in front of him in a crouch.

Her reptilian eyes pierced into Lust, and she stared at her with her plump lips set into a scowl.

" Your...Different from the way you where before. Your fighting style...You weren't trying to hurt me before. You where holding back."

Lust hadn't even noticed this...She blamed it on the lack of stones.

Lust smirked. " Was I?"

The chimera looked down at Edward and smirked, then patted the knife that was strapped to her shoulder like it was a puppy. Lust noticed the glint to her deadly eyes as she smiled wickedly.

" But if she does double cross us, I'll be the first one at her." She winked.

And with that, she disappeared. Jumping off the balcony and heading into the house for the first time that day. Lust turned her attention back to the boy, who was staring at her with sharp eyes once more.

" Tell me what happened with Winry." He suddenly said.

Lust's smirk faded and she crossed her arms.

" It isn't my story to tell."

Edward shook his head angrily.

" I need to know exactly what happened! I know that you humunculie kidnapped her...But why?" He took a few steps forward, his eyes pleading while still filled with simmering anger.

Lust looked out onto the quiet hills of the rural country side. She had never before seen such a peaceful place...Only in her memories.

She closed her eyes, suddenly feeling the man of her memories arms wrapped around her as the wind swayed her hair. They stood on a beautiful hill, the grass swayed along with her locks and the man held her closer to him.

She opened her tear filled eyes, and heard Edward gasp softly as he noticed the soft tears streaming down her cheeks. She didn't know why she was crying...Why she was reacting this way. Maybe it was the affect of the sudden emotions that had been coming at her at once...But she surely didn't want the boy to see her in her current state. Turning her back on the Fullmetal Alchemist, Lust grabbed the knob to the the doors that led into Winry's room. Her hand gripped the door handle firmly, and she shook with her new emotions.

" Don't mess with Scar, Edward. He's no threat to you anymore." She warned.

" Why the hell did you bring him here?" Edward snapped.

Lust closed her eyes.

She was painfully assaulted by memories.

A boy...Pulling on her hand and leading her into a house. He turned to her and blushed, " Close your eyes!" He instructed playfully, and smiled, closing her eyes and doing as she was told. She felt herself being led into a house, could feel the boy shuffling around. " Open them!" he said happily. She opened her eyes to find cake, with the boy standing proudly beside it, blushing a deep scarlet as she hugged him close to her.

She opened her eyes, tears falling from her face freely.

She recalled how Scar had jumped in front of her when the soldiers had shot at her...Knowing that she could easily heal. But still, he had protected her. Had recognized her as the woman he once loved, and had been willing to lay down his life to protect her from harms way.

Lust knew that she had to protect him now. No matter what.

" Because I have to protect him." She said sharply, her voice determined and deadly.

Her eyes turned a striking amethyst as she stared down at her now sharpened fingers.

Let them come. I'll protect him. No matter what.

Where the hell am I?

Envy's eyes blinked opened slowly.

He was lying on his back. What he was lying on was soft and smelt sickly sweet.

He wrinkled his nose slightly, but didn't understand the reaction.

He liked the smell. He always had.

Hadn't he?

" What is it?" The woman beside him purred, lifting her head from his bared chest. Her dark hair fell on her porcelain face in a way that made his insides twist with a strange feeling. He wasn't supposed to feel this way when he looked at his cold eyed lover. But parts of him felt unnatural when he was with her. He felt nearly queasy when he kissed her. His skin felt like it was crawling when he touched her rotting skin. But parts of him told him this was right. Told him to take her. That he wanted her and only her. She was all that was important. She was divine. Dante was all he needed. All he wanted.

" Nothing." Envy said, looking back up at the ceiling.

Something gnawed at the back of his mind.

Somewhere...Someones voice was speaking. A girl. Her voice...Who was she?

Dante turned his face to look at her, she narrowed her cold eyes.

" You love me, right?" She asked, almost ordered, him.

" Yes, I love you." Envy said automatically, like a trained dog.

A cold smile crept onto her face and she let him go, then lay her head back down on his chest.

For some reason, he desperately wanted to push her away, while his body told him no.

Envy shut his smoldering eyes. They where burning.

He was...Forgetting something. He had that feeling all the time.

Like there was something he needed to do. Someone...Someone...

" Envy..."

His eyes snapped open.

Who...Who's voice is that? It's so familiar yet I can't...

" Envy!"

Blue eyes. Brilliant blue eyes streaked across the empty, black sky of his mind.

He stared into the eyes...He recognized them...He knew them. They where so familiar.

But he had never seen them before. Never heard her soft voice. It was a lovely voice. The sound of it made him tingle delightfully all over. Made him smile softly and grow warm in the places Dante froze. He wanted to hear it again, but had no idea how to reach it.

Before the green haired sin dozed off, he whispered a name which was foreign to him, slipping through his subconscious mind and unknowingly to him, through his paled lips;

" Winry."

Ya...Damn, you guys probably hate me now. But it had to be done. All of it. Just to test their love. And to mess with you guys, of coarse ;p well, I'm sorry. I still love Envy + Winry. And don;t worry, that bitch Dante gets hers. I really hate her, actually. I can't wait till she meets her bloody end. NO ONE LAYS A HAND ON MY ENVY AND GETS AWAY WITH IT! Right, Hikaru? Lol, oh! And I recently ordered an Envy keychain. I just got it in the mail. It's awesome possum. Questions? Feel free to send me a message or email me! Or just put it in a comment. I'm sure yall have tons of them. Lucky me.