OOC LOG POST: Greed/Envy log of DEATH
Who: Greed and Envy
Why: Because they are morons. And violent. Takes place after Envy’s and Greed’s last posts.
When Yesterday
Warnings: Blood, gore, violence. The extreme spousal abuse kind. Suicide. If these things bother you, don’t read. I have no idea what to rate this, so take the warnings as they come!
Envy had gone through their bedroom window to find his stash of incomplete stones. As soon as he had swallowed a handful of them he felt his weariness leave his body immediately. The small homunculus extended his fingers and slowly curled them inward, listening to them crack as they moved. Finally Greed would die. He would die and Envy would be the one who had killed him. No one broke their promises to him and got away with it anymore. Not even Greed.
It was as if Envy wasn't even thinking clearly. Like he was walking on air as he made his way down the familiar stairs that led down to the main hall. Marriage. What a fucking hysterical human tradition designed to tie two people together who didn't belong in the same country.
In France, it was Greed who didn't belong. Envy would end his life once and for all and take everything for himself. Kyon would come live there instead and they could rejoice together how fucking amazing it was with Greed gone.
Envy slid a sword off the wall--no castle was complete without swords decorating it--and twirled it easily in his hands. He rarely needed to use weapons, but what the hell. When it fluidly left his hand it streamed for the spot his husband was standing and waiting.
Greed wanted to laugh. No fuck that, he wanted to cackle. Envy thought he could throw a little hissy fit over just about everything that happened - like they were fucking human, like their pathetic fights over nothing meant anything at all. Greed had forgiven Envy for a lot of shit, played the game, said I Do - and what had it got him?
The loss of things he once craved, pathetic jealousy he couldn’t even do anything about and -
A sword through the chest.
Greed snorted, oh this was more like it. He closed his fingers around the handle, yanked and watched the wound close up rapidly, leaving behind a tear in his clothes. “Hello babe” He called, shivering as his shield crept up over his skin, masking him completely.
He wasn’t going to play around anymore. Just like old times.
Envy sneered and stepped off the final stair. Yeah, just like old times. Back when they'd hated each other but stuck around anyway just for the sex and the idea of the other being a possession. All possessions got boring after a while; all possessions eventually broke.
"My name's Envy," he hissed, pale skin rippling with the change that wanted to creep over his body. "Has been for over four centuries. You're still as fucking stupid as a homunculus as you were when you were human. You pathetic little termite."
That shield wasn't going to save Greed forever. Envy would find a way to break through it and kill him over and over until his stones ran out. And then he'd melt and evaporate and be gone.
“I’ll use your name when I damn well feel like it” He cracked his neck, letting go of a deep satisfied sigh. He stretched his claws and held out his arms. Envy would come to him; it’s the way it always went. A year wasn’t going to change that, wasn’t going to change anything.
“Gonna kill me for real this time?” He remembered more relaxing times, when rage could be dealt with by teasing Envy into coming at him and then slicing him apart. Or even better, when it translated into sex that didn’t end with Greed being chained to one fucking person.
What a fucking joke.
Envy would kill him a thousand times over and more. Each time he died, Envy would enjoy it. And then he'd kill him again. Who the hell had he been fooling? Thinking he really loved this fucking monster standing across from him.
"Look at you," he purred as his fingers slowly lengthened until they were exactly like Lust's. The beauty of being able to shapeshift meant you could re-create anything you desired. "You're nothing but a disgusting monster. At least I can pass for normal in my original form. But not you. Disgusting. What the fuck did I ever see in a beast like you? Heh. Better to realize my mistake now than later."
“Pity that’s not your form. Pity you’re just a fucking pretender. Don’t want to be Daddy’s son, Envy? Don’t want his golden legacy? Such a shame. I wouldn’t have minded a piece of that fucking ass” He watched the fingers shift, change and couldn’t suppress a grin.
“Aw, missing Lust?” He eyed Envy carefully, waiting his first move. He would be ready. Envy would regret those comments, would regret doubting, would regret everything.
Envy hated being reminded by other people that he looked so much like Hohenheim. He fucking hated that golden hair and those golden eyes and all that masculinity. The appearance he had created for himself from scratch was absolutely perfect. It didn't have even one flaw; the way he was meant to look was full of them.
Greed couldn't want that. It was fucking disgusting--but then again, so was he. "That's not surprising," he snarled. "One monster always wants another, and that's all William is."
There wasn't even a moment's hesitation in his movements when he rushed forward and sliced the long, claw-like fingers inward at Greed the way Lust used to use hers. In one way another he was going to rip Greed into pieces, whether with Lust's borrowed hands or his own.
Greed stepped back, sliding out of the way. He was strong but Envy was faster - he couldn’t dodge forever, but he wasn’t worried. He wouldn’t do anything to his shield. Not unless he wanted to sprout out some alchemy talents. Who the hell knew, maybe Envy was packing some more gifts from his father.
“I preferred William. He and I never even pretended to get along - both human and we didn’t even try. He was stronger than you, even under Dante’s thumb” He spoke in a sickeningly sweet voice and lunged with a closed fist, hoping to catch Envy in the jaw first. The force behind it would break bone.
Easily Envy ducked the swing meant for his face and the long fingers returned to normal so as not to get in the way. With Greed's arm now directly over his head it gave him an advantage. His two small but strong hands clasped onto Greed's arm and then yanked hard so that he threw the larger homunculus over him.
"Fuck you!" he snarled. "If you can remember so much about that fucking human then I guess you're just like him. I guess you're still a fucking human like Lust was." Greed wasn't even a man. Just a weak human toy that Dante should never have created. That stupid bitch always made a mess of things.
Greed grunted as he was thrown, hitting the opposite wall with a thud and sliding to the ground. He pulled himself to his feet and laughed “You’re starting to sound like your mother. We should have had her over for tea at some stage. Little fucked up family reunion. Want to tell mommy dear all about how you failed in your attempt at a happy family? I’m sure she’d be all ears”
He lunged again, caught his arms around Envy’s body and threw him just as hard, making sure to dig his claws into his stomach as he lifted him. Sooner or later, those intestines of his were going to be spread over the fucking floor.
The shirt Envy was wearing ripped as claws tore at it and by the time he'd slammed into the wall and hit the ground, he was bleeding. It was fucking unfair that Greed had a shield that protected him from any wounds and Envy didn't. Fucking whatever. Envy didn't need protection. The deep claw marks in his stomach were stinging as they healed.
"I didn't want a family," he retorted with a bitter smirk. "Not with you. It's Kyon I'm adopting kids with."
One fist slammed hard into the stone wall and he hefted a huge chunk out and swung the enormous piece for Greed's head. It had to knock him back even if it didn't hurt.
Greed snarled as something he was unwilling to name (jealous, hurt) raced through him at the mention of Kyon and fucking children. He opened his mouth to retort, something about children and Envy being a bad idea but something stops him.
He isn’t fast enough to duck or avoid the fucking stone and feels it vaguely through his shield as it propels him back. He crashed into the other wall, feeling it crack against his back and the force of the blow. He growled, managing to pull his arm back and punch himself free.
“You are such a fucking shit” He spat, waiting for Envy to come at him again so he can tear his fucking pretty head clean off. “You know what, I’m going to fucking slaughter every single one of those disgusting animals. Burn their fucking barn to the ground. And I’ll kill Kyon, too. Wouldn’t even put up a fight”
Something snapped within Envy when he head that. No one was fucking touching Kyon. No one. And for Greed to threaten the only human who had ever truly loved Envy was a dangerous thing. The animals he could let go of. Kyon he would die for. And Kyon he would kill Greed for.
The clawed fingers stretched in an instant and Envy didn't even need to think about what he was doing. Duck under Greed's strong arms, dodge his body, stay away from the wall where he could get pinned. Everything moved by him quickly in the hallway.
When he was just where he needed to be, he lifted his right hand and his forefinger shot out as quick as a bullet, straight for Greed's left eye. The shield might have protected his entire body, but it left out his eyes. And behind a person's eyes was the brain, which was so easily destroyed. You couldn't live without a brain. "Die."
Greed was far too aware that it was the wrong thing to say. There was no time to react though, no time for anything more than the brief ‘You were right’ to flicker through his head before something sharper, real, deadly is implanted there instead.
Greed twitched and then sank against the wall, dead and cold to the world. His brain takes the longest to repair itself and he was blissfully aware of nothing for a few moments as the tissue repaired itself. Life flooded his face again and he started, the linger pain merely a ghost.
“You fuck,” he snarled and reached out with sharp claws to gut him the way he has hundreds of times before. He sunk his fingers into Envy’s skin, pulled back flesh and blood and gore and grinned like a wild thing “You absolute fuck”
The pain was searing as claws tore through his soft abdomen and ripped it apart. Envy had been expecting a counterattack and should have moved away immediately after, but his mind had still been stuck on the threat to Kyon's life. There hadn't been pain like this for a very long time for Envy.
Envy heard and felt everything tearing away and he could barely register Greed's words before he slumped to the ground. Long hair that tended to get in the way soaked the blood up from the ground as it stretched its pool around his lifeless body.
It's still hard for Envy to cope with pain despite all the times Greed and Dante have killed him. His organs repaired themselves and reattached within him. Everything came to again and Envy took in a deep breath slowly to ease away the lingering pain.
"What is it, baby?" Envy taunted, voice faint. "You can dish it out but can't take it? You fucking weak maggot." The small cowering form on the ground morphed into a mammoth of a lion and mauled Greed.
Greed swore under his breath and held up a shielded arm hoping to keep Envy back. “I’m not the weak one who depends on fucking humans. I can take anything you dish sweetheart” It was no fucking use talking to him when he couldn’t even face him in his own form.
Greed’s hatred for animals just rose. The fucker. He drew his arm back, punched him hard three times in the jaw and the throat, hoping it would at least slow him down, or better yet, make him turn back so Greed could have the satisfaction of watching his face as he killed him again.
He had been so fucking bored with their little pretend life. It was about time, damnit.
Immediately Envy dropped to the ground again and shook his head to relieve the pain in his throat. That had fucking hurt and he wouldn't be surprised if something had snapped. Whatever damage had been done was healing now. He roared furiously, the sound defeaning coming from an enormous lion's lungs.
"Drop your fucking shield," he snarled, large feline muscles quivering with the want to pounce. "Make it a fair fight. Or are you scared? You were always scared of everything. Dante turned you into a fucking woman."
Envy wanted to enjoy the feeling of ripping him apart.
“Like you can fucking talk. It wouldn’t be a fair fight, doll! Not until you shed that lion-skin!” Greed hissed and held up his arms, taking a fighting stance. He would be ready to lash out the second Envy did. His heart was pounding with adrenaline and he couldn’t help the shark grin that took over his features.
“I’m not scared of anything, Envy. Sorry to disappoint”
He ran his tongue over sharp pointed teeth, gestured towards himself “C’mon, play the game properly”
If that was how Greed wanted to play, then fine. The lion's skin didn't give Envy any more protection than his own did; then again, Greed always had been a big child. It crept down his body until it was gone and he was standing in his usual form again, blood soaked into his clothing from the wound that had killed him.
"Your turn," he hissed, teeth nearly growing into fangs on their own at the thought of tearing Greed apart with his bare hands and teeth. "Stop hiding behind that ugly monster you were born as and come at me as the false man you pretend to be."
Envy couldn't keep going for his eyes, no matter how fun it might be. That was a very small target for him while Greed had Envy's entire body to destroy. Fair was fair, after all, and hiding wasn't fair.
Greed glared at Envy with a glare to rival all others. “You are so full of shit. Got so caught up in your little human pretending that you forgot I was a monster to begin with.”
He laughed and let the shield fade away, leaving only vulnerable flesh behind. If Envy wanted to fight this way fine, he would. It was of no concern to him how many times he died as long Envy was suffering right along with him. Greed had no qualms about pain, but Envy did. Envy hated it and it was for that reason that Greed would win, like he always had.
“Alright, baby. Go”
With an inhuman snarl Envy lunged forward much more quickly than any human ever would. Pretending to be human, Greed had said. Did he forget that it was Greed who had been the one to hold a job? Greed had been the one to buy a home. He'd been the one to propose to Envy. If Envy wanted to win this once and for all, however, then he couldn't waste time giving Greed a history lesson.
He went straight for Greed at first, fingers lengthening into talons as sharp as a dragon's. They would rip Greed open from head to toe and then he'd be in the lead again.
But he didn't attack just yet. He kicked off the closest wall so that it sent him toward the other and he jumped off of that one, flipped through the air so that he landed behind the other homunculus, and swung the talons for Greed's back so he could rip out his spine.
Greed’s knees hit the floor and he was out. The first though in his head when his brain started to spike into activity again was ‘Damn, good shot’ and had this been any other time he would have applauded.
He lashed out behind him, caught Envy’s leg and gripped it hard, claws sinking into flesh. He swung Envy round twice in the air and let him go, hoping to hell that he smashed into something sharp. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and waited for the counterattack.
Envy was so light it felt like he was flying. With his acrobatic abilities he managed to flip himself over so his feet hit the wall instead of anything else, but the impact of it sent searing hot pain through his legs. When he crashed to the ground he couldn't move and he looked over his shoulder to see the bones of his legs jutting out through the skin. With a pained laugh he pressed his forehead to the cold floor, waiting for everything to heal.
"I should have kept your remains here in the castle. Stupid of me to put them somewhere safe. You're good at fooling people, Greed. Always have been. You fooled Dante long enough and now you've fooled me."
“That’s what I do, doll. Get ahead of the game. You should have seen it fucking coming! Like mother like son, I fucked her and then fucked her over. Now it’s your turn.” He grinned, spat the words out like poison. Didn’t matter that he didn’t mean most of them. Envy could just kiss his fucking ass and take it.
He wasn’t gonna wait for Envy to heal and so raced across the hall, claws outstretched, ready to rip Envy’s throat right from his body.
Envy didn't move. He saw Greed coming with those carbon-shielded claws of his. He knew Greed planned to rip him apart.
Then Greed had been lying from the beginning. He'd planned everything and the entire time he'd been acting. After everything they'd been through together and all the things that Greed had done for him, Envy had been the only one to mean any of it. It was his own fault, he supposed. Somewhere he knew homunculi weren't supposed to love, and certainly not each other. But Mary's spell had made him want to try anyway. Just to fill that fucking empty spot he'd been born with.
Envy's own claws tore through his chest before he could give Greed the chance to do it himself. The pain was blinding as he gripped his own heart, feeling the pulse in his palm, and ripped it out.
It had always been Greed's anyway.
Greed froze before he had reached his target. His eyes widened, mouth went dry. Shit, that wasn’t supposed to happen. He knew Envy would regenerate again in a manner of moments but the stupid fucking gesture had drained all the immediate blood lust from his body.
Without thinking, he fell to his knees and jerked Envy’s head back, pulled his body towards his own and glared at him “You stupid fuck” He hissed between gritted teeth and brushed the hair from Envy’s face.
“If you kill yourself, it doesn’t count”
It hurt coming back again, just like it always did. Everything regenerated and forced itself back into working. It felt like the blood in his veins was being shoved through his body with a hot poker. When the light came back into his eyes he jerked away from Greed's hand so he could cough up blood. Fighting hurt and it was messy and he hated it. It made him so tired after it was over. Even when the stones regenerated everything he still felt drained. And if this time Envy was fighting for something that wasn't even real, then it was fucking pointless anyway.
"Go on, you heartless fuck," he rasped. "If you're so concerned about points, then here I am. Rip my head off if you want it to count."
Greed sighed and rolled his eyes “God, you are so stupid. Really fucking stupid. I never bought Dante a fucking castle. You think I’d seriously put up with all that shit for a point?”
He reached for Envy’s hand instead, held his wrist and smirked “You know nothing after al. Not heartless” He shielded his hand, kept holding Envy’s fingers and then forced both through his chest, to his heart. If Envy could rip his out in a big show, Greed would do one better.
Envy made a strangled sound in the back of his throat as Greed forced his hand through his chest. He could feel his slender fingers brush over Greed's heart before it was torn apart. He didn't know what stupid shit the bastard was trying to pull. Envy didn't know what was a truth anymore or what Greed really felt.
As soon as he got his wits back, Envy yanked his hand out of Greed's chest and crawled back so that Greed could fall. The god damn bastard. Was he trying to make Envy feel guilty now? What the fuck was he doing?
Envy scrambled to his feet and then, with a scream of frustration, he kicked Greed's head clean off. "I FUCKING HATE YOU."
Greed would have laughed had he had a head. As it was, he waited for his skull to reform, blissfully unaware of everything until it did. He cracked his neck and stood on vaguely unsteady feet for a moment, regaining his balance.
“Like I haven’t heard that before” He sighed “Nice kick, baby. I’m still feeling that one. You hate me? After everything? Aw, such a shame. I don’t hate you, no matter how much I do. That made sense, don’t hurt yourself thinking about it” He grinned.
He couldn’t help it. He was feeling pretty damn good about himself, about this. It was exciting and defintely not domestic. Now that the rage had boiled off, Greed was content to help Envy burn off some steam and then patch over.
He flexed his claws.
Envy didn't want to hear any of Greed's shit now. He was fucking done. He wanted nothing more to do with him ever again. Greed had either planned this from the fucking beginning like he said, or he'd only said it to hurt Envy. Either way it had worked. Whatever Greed had been aiming for, he'd reached it.
It felt like Envy's adrenaline was overworking because he didn't want to stand still. His entire body was itching to move and rip Greed apart over and over again until he stayed still for good.
Envy shot forward more quickly than he'd ever moved in his life and there wasn't even a second he was still. He used his hands and feet to strike at Greed, pushing all his inhuman strength into each hit. One kick here, one punch there, anywhere he could get a hit in that would break something of Greed's. Anything that would make him hurt. The entire time he screamed curses at Greed in as many languages as he could. Words that said he hated him.
Greed let Envy have at him. It wasn’t like he hadn’t wanted that anyway. Envy was gorgeous when he was angry, one of the main reasons Greed had been so drawn to him when he had first been created. You just couldn’t find a prettier thing than Envy up to his elbows in gore, looking for all the world like an affronted child.
He ignored the words, took the punches and grinned through it all, even when Envy landed a killing blow and he fell backwards. He twiched his fingers when life returned to him and swiped out to knock Envy to the ground too.
He’d let Envy have a bit more fun, he decided, and then he was knocking him back.
But Envy wasn't going to let himself be hurt again. He was going to rip Greed into so many pieces not even Einstein could count them all. The arm that lashed out to knock him over was easy to spot and Envy flipped forward so that his hands landed on Greed's arm and when he flipped himself upward, he brought Greed with him. It was as easy as picking up a feather. Envy swung him around and around until he was spinning so fast he was dizzy and then flung Greed upward into the stone ceiling.
Before Greed could even reach it, the dragon tore out of Envy's body and raced up after Greed with its jaws wide and razor sharp teeth ready to devour him. He couldn't even think clearly any more. Now his body was moving on its own like the trained killer that Dante had turned him into. "I'll kill you! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU."
Sometimes, sometimes Greed really hated that shape shifting ability.
Greed hardly felt the impact of the roof, but he saw the teeth rushing at him and he very much did not want to be torn apart by a dragon. Envy was one thing, a dragon was not. He shielded up immediately, tried to twist out of the way. Dragon scales would be impossible to tear through so he didn’t even bother.
Once he landed on the floor he ran for one of the archways, too small for a dragon to through and if Envy wanted to get to him he would have to change forms.
“You aren’t playing fair!” He shouted, well aware he could be making his situation worse “I love you doll, but sometimes you’re a real dragon when we fight you know”
The enormous dragon tore around, tail thrashing and breaking chandeliers from the ceilings, pictures from the walls, and part of the stairwell. You'd have to fly or jump really high to get up the stairs now.
He saw the small hallway looming in front of him as he charged but it didn't stop him. In fact it didn't even register that he couldn't fit; what he thought was that if he hit the archway enough, everything would crumble and he'd get through.
The first time he hit the archway hurt since he'd been going so fast. But he quickly reared back and charged again. And again. Each time with an enraged roar. The more he striked at it, the more the castle shook, and the larger the cracks in the stone became. He would fucking get through.
Greed’s first thought was “What the fuck is wrong with you?” his second was more along the lines of “SHIT! MY CASTLE” and the third was a variety of curse words.
He backed up as far as he could “Baby? Be reasonable. Turn into your usual self and we have this conversation over tea and dumplings” Un-bloody-likely. He wanted to smack Envy hard in the face for being so difficult, but at the same time, he wanted to fuck him against the crumbling stone walls simply because this was more like it.
The harder Envy tried to get through, the more difficult it seemed to get. No matter what he did the fucking stones wouldn't break off completely and he became trapped so that he couldn't even back up. He thrashed and tried to get out but he was fucking stuck. God fucking dammit. He didn't want to have a conversation. He wanted to kill Greed and digest him.
The dragon melted away and Envy rushed forward through the hallway, feet getting cut on the sharp stones littering it. His right arm elongated into a spike to drive it through Greed's fucking face. "WHY DON'T YOU FUCKING EAT THIS INSTEAD?!"
Greed ducked, rushed forward and tackled Envy to the ground, smacking him hard across the face and struggling to pin him without getting spiked.
”Don’t feel like it” He grit out and smacked Envy hard across the jaw again “You just never fucking lesson!” He sliced across Envy’s throat with his claws, feeling vaguely ill at the warm blood that gushed against his fingers. It was different. He had gotten over their fight and didn’t want the satisfaction anymore. Not like this. Not when Envy was so focused on killing him like this.
It wasn’t fun and games when Envy was going to fight dirty.
“How many more times do you want to kill me? I’m starting to get a little hungry”
Envy hadn't expected to be stopped so suddenly, and especially not that way. When he hit the floor hard with the stinging smack to his face, he was stunned. The second one snapped his jaw and before he could register the pain he couldn't breathe. He was only dimly aware of the weight on his hips bearing him down and he turned his upper body away as if he were going to crawl. But he couldn't get anywhere while he was choking on all the blood flooding into his mouth. With his jaw broken while he was desperately fighting for air, it made the pain unbearable.
One hand dragged across the stone floor, grinding down nails and leaving streaks. It hurt and all that was going into his lungs was blood and that wasn't how it was supposed to work. Envy gave a pained cry before he finally died for the third time.
Greed sighed, brushed his thumb over Envy’s cheek. He moved off from Envy’s body, slid behind him and pulled his corpse into his lap for the second time. He wrapped his arms around Envy’s shoulders in a vice so that when he did return to life there would be no immediate escape. He kissed Envy’s hair and was content to sit there and feel the life return through him.
“I wouldn’t kill, Kyon” He murmured not caring if Envy could hear or not “Well. I might, but I won’t. I wasn’t lying. You don’t want to talk, fine. This was fun. You can destroy all this. You ain’t getting rid of me - no matter what you do. Tryin’ to kill me included”
When the life flooded back into his body, Envy woke up with a sharp intake of air that helped him cough up the rest of the blood stuck in his lungs. One hand moved to his throat to make sure it was still there. He was so fucking tired. The stones he'd taken before were running out because he was regenerating more slowly. For a good ten seconds he stayed there in Greed's arms, panting and wondering what he was supposed to do now. The anger was still there but it was fading away as slowly as his strength was returning.
Had Greed really planned everything from the beginning? Envy didn't know what to believe. And as he sat there and tried to make some sense of things, there was a pain that Greed hadn't needed to hit him to make.
Envy dried his eyes with a bloodied sleeve--which only made it so much worse--and then slammed his fist across Greed's face. "LET GO OF ME."
Greed just tightened his grip, making room to pin Envy’s arm down too, so he couldn’t get in another hit like that. “I don’t want to. I’m not going to. Ever” He knew that if he grinned Envy would just find a way to smack it off.
He frowned instead. The hall was a complete and total destructive mess, Envy looked no better and neither did he, he was sure. He sighed again “We can go around in circles all day, if that’s what you want”
Envy screamed in anger and hurt and frustration when his arms were pinned. He wanted to hit something. Anything. Greed. "Don't touch me," he cried. "I don't want you touching me again."
His fingers dug into his palms until the nails made him bleed. Why couldn't Greed just have killed him? What was so fucking hard about killing someone?
Greed narrowed his eyes and held him closer, tighter “I don’t give a fuck. I can touch you, you’re my fucking wife. Husband. Significant other. God fucking damnit Envy” He hissed. He was getting tired of this. It might have just been easier to snap his neck again, over and over til he shut up and was ready to listen. But Greed didn’t really want to have to do that.
Envy was getting angrier and angrier. He wanted to be left alone. He didn't want Greed touching him right now. Not after all that, whether he'd meant it or not. Right now he wanted to soak in a hot bath and sleep there. Envy started struggling hard, not caring if he pulled hard enough for bones to break or joints to snap out of place. Even though every wound had healed, it still hurt somewhere.
It was so hard to fight when he was so tired and had used nearly all of his energy, but he wanted away.
Perfect. Greed sneered and let Envy go suddenly. Fine. He wasn’t going to fight anymore. Pulling someone apart was only fun when you didn’t realize half way through that you still loved them the same amount you had before the psychotic war. Most days, Greed really hated himself.
“This is over. Go take a fucking shower or something” Greed growled and pushed himself up from the ground.
Envy jerked forward because of his momentum and he caught himself by his hands on the ground. Over? It was only over when Envy said it was. Wanting Greed to release him hadn't meant it was over. The small homunculus stood, turned, and slapped Greed across the face with all the strength he had left.
"Fuck you, Greed," he snarled viciously.
Greed laughed (and the force of that had snapped his neck, the little brat but it healed quickly enough -) and licked his lips, eyeing Envy slowly “Right now? But we’re all messy, doll.”
Distantly in some unknown and forgotten part of Greed’s brain a voice was telling him to shut the fuck up.
Leave it to Greed to be a complete asshole. It was part of his disgusting charm, right? Well Envy wasn't fucking attracted to it. Not one fucking bit. He didn't even try to talk himself into shutting up and walking away. The hand he'd slapped Greed with curled into a fist and followed the same path again.
"You're not Kyon."
Kyon. Kyon. Fucking Kyon. The punch didn’t hurt nearly as much as the words did. Greed’s face lost its grin, replaced instead with stone cold quiet anger. He strode forward, gripping Envy’s jaw hard in his hand, forcing him to look at him.
“Don’t you dare. You take advantage of my kindness Envy, of how much I am willing to let you push the bounds. Don’t think I’m not capable of taking what I want. Of taking what belongs to me, and only me. You think you can get tired and throw it all away well think again. Because you aren’t going anywhere. Not to him. Not to anyone. You are here with me because you are mine”
For the first time that evening Envy was truly scared. His mind took him back months ago to the day Edward had kidnapped him. It wasn't something he'd thought about for a good, long while. Memories like those were things you forced yourself to forget. If Greed were to even try to do something like that, Envy would never forgive him for it.
But Greed was just really that fucking stupid, wasn't he? There wasn't even anything he would need to take from him. Envy always gave him everything willingly. With a sneer he quenched the fear like a fire.
Greed's hand on his face hurt, but that was the least of his concern. One small hand wrapped around Greed's wrist until his fingers dug into it. "What're you waiting for? Take what you want."
Greed let him go, pulled away and turned around entirely. He began walking in the opposite direction, tired, pissed off and oddly enough, feeling so much better than when he had started. There was still a sickening feeling in his gut but he ignored it, and called over his shoulder.
“I’m not your fucking brother. I just said I could. But I don’t, and haven’t. Think about it”
Envy breathed a sigh of relief when he was released and rubbed his tender jaw. The main hall was destroyed completely. It looked like a bomb had exploded within it. He surveyed it briefly and wondered how much the damage would cost. Fucking whatever. They had enough money.
Lightly he jumped off his feet and turned into a small hawk before they touched the ground. As he flew, it was quick and silent, and got him to Greed in a second. He landed just behind Greed and grabbed his arm from behind. "You're not leaving until we're finished."
Greed snorted, of course. Nothing. Envy was such a pain in the fucking ass. “What do you want? If you’re going to kill me, it’ll have to wait. There is some excellent whiskey in the bar that I really want to drown in right now. Let go of me” He hissed.
He was steadily becoming very annoyed with the situation. Envy needed to let him go. He was not in the mood to deal with their fight anymore.
With a snarl Envy shoved Greed at the nearest wall. The entire fight was Greed's fault; how dare he act like it was Envy's. Sometimes Greed pissed him off more than anyone else. More than Hohenheim and more than Dante.
"I was going to tell you to fuck me," he replied bitterly. "But go and get drunk like a fucking pathetic human instead. Don't trip on some rubble and break your fucking neck on the way there."
Greed rolled his eyes and in an instant had Envy pressed up against the wall instead. He pressed up against him, bit at his throat “Oh baby, don’t start with me” He purred “Don’t you fucking start. You’re a liar” He chuckled against his skin, pressed a hand against the wall on one side of Envy’s head, effectively trapping him. By normal standards, if Envy wanted to go, he could go.
“You don’t want to be fucked. Not by me. You said it yourself, so if you’re going to be a bitch now, we might have some problems”
Envy's sneer didn't leave as he was pinned against the wall. Greed was such a fucking bastard. Always taking and never giving. The asshole really hadn't changed--he was just good at pretending.
With one hand Envy reached down between Greed's thighs and grabbed firmly, tightening his fingers more and more with each second. "Then get the fuck off of me if you're going to continue being worthless."
Greed closed his eyes and grabbed Envy’s arm, tightening his fingers as a warning “I love you. Try and remember that at some point. Let me go, so I can continue to be worthless elsewhere”
He smiled but still didn’t open his eyes “And baby? If you decide to seal me again, leave some fucking porn this time”
God dammit. Fine. That was just fucking fine. Envy would go take a bath in scalding hot water to get the blood and Greed's lingering touches off of his body. And then he'd find another bedroom to sleep in. The one he shared with Kyon when he came over.
Envy removed his hand and then slid one flexible leg all the way between himself and Greed. He shoved Greed away from him with his foot. "I'll leave you some fucking furry magazines."
Greed refused to look at him, just rubbed the back of his neck with tired fingers “Yeah, what the fuck ever.” He walked to the other side of the hall, sat back against the floor and leaned against the crumbling rubble. He pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and finger with a quiet sigh.
He didn’t feel like going anywhere anymore. He’d just sit for a while “Go”
Envy clenched his jaws painfully tight to refrain from saying anything. Yeah. Fine. He didn't care anymore. Furiously he scrubbed at his eyes but when he felt the blood covering his face he slammed one fist into the wall. Fucking whatever.
Without a word he left in the direction of the destroyed stairs. He could still get up them, and he intended to stay up them for a fucking good long while.
Greed waited until Envy had almost made it to the stairs before calling out, taking a chance even though he seriously doubted anything more than maybe a few extra lives lost.
“I love you. I never lied about that”
Lost cause, what the fuck ever. Would be so much easier if he hadn’t fallen for his own fucking plot anyway. Stupid, stupid plan.
It would be so easy to force himself to slip and fall on a sharp piece of debris from the stairs. With as tired as Envy was feeling, he doubted any more wounds would heal. And sleeping forever--finally getting to rest--sounded perfect. Envy used a bird form to make it to the top of the stairs and once he'd dropped down, he considered ignoring Greed.
"Neither did I," he settled on.
And he went up one of the wings with plans on sleeping for the rest of the evening until the sun rose. He just hoped Greed was still there when he woke up.