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The Pact	By : Chiruken Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3925 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Full Metal Alchemist
Fanfiction

Full Metal
Alchemist � HIROMU ARAKAWA/SQUARE ENIX, MBS, ANX, BONES, Dentsu, CARTOON
NETWORK (A Time Warner Company), ADULT SWIM, FUNimation Productions, Ltd.

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created by Chiruken (me) were written for the sole purpose of shared
entertainment and not intended for publication or sale.

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Summary:  Life is a series of disappointments, followed by death�and interspersed with laughably ridiculous events leading to increasingly impossible situations.  Then again, there IS something worse than death, isn�t there?  Just ask Ed.
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WARNINGS:

This fic may or may not contain spoilers for the
entire series including, but not restricted to, Episodes 1 through 51 as well
as the Special "Reflections".
Random elements from the manga may or may not appear. The majority of this fic is based solely on
the fansubs with occasional references to the North American dub.

The following fic contains lemon, lime, grapefruit
and kumquat elements. In other words,
citrus content is a major part of this fic.

The following fic may contain shonen-ai and yaoi
elements. If you are offended by
references to such things, do not proceed.

Characters may appear randomly OOC. Established series facts may appear skewed,
distorted or otherwise altered.

Mature content, language, situations, etc. are
interspersed throughout this fic. If you
don't like, don't read. If you're under
the age of majority in your area, don't read.
If you're easily offended by random WAFF and/or smut, don't read.

Typos, spelling errors (and/or alternate word
spellings), grammatical errors, etc. may or may not appear.

Constructive Criticism is welcome, Flames are not.

Thank you for reading.

Chiruken

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-- The Pact --

By: Chiruken

Chapter
1

�Come into my parlour�� Envy smirked
with an odd glint in his unusually coloured eyes as he dropped to the ground
from his perch in the shadowed recesses of the stone archway. Slowly he straightened to his full height,
casually running his fingers through his long, dark hair as he smirked down at
Edward Elric, amused by the comical look of surprise twisting his youthful
features into a frown. �Hey Chibi-san!� He grinned widely as the alchemist scowled,
face reddening in anger at the hateful and familiar insulting sing-song
greeting.

Ed growled, hands clenching into fists
at his sides. �Don�t call me that.� He gritted out through clenched teeth, golden
eyes sparking with barely contained fury.

The homunculus leaned closer, lips
still curved upwards, eyes flashing with mischievous delight when the young man
shivered at the feel of his breath against the sensitive shell of his ear. He lifted one hand and gently stroked his
fingers against Ed�s cheek. �You�re so
adorable when you get angry�� He leaped back quickly, out of reach of the
transmuted auto-mail. �Ah-ah-ah, Chibi-san�be
careful with that thing.� His grin
widened as he easily sidestepped the angry swipes being directed at him. �You could hurt someone with that.�

�That�s the idea.� He snarled in frustration as Envy continued
to dodge his attacks with seeming ease, the hateful expression of amused
indulgence never leaving his face. �Stop
hopping around like a God dammed jackrabbit!�

�And what? Let you gut me?� He snorted delicately. �I don�t think so, Chibi-san.�

�What�s the matter, Envy?� The young alchemist�s lips twisted into a
parody of a smile. �It isn�t like you�ll
stay dead, right?�

�That isn�t the point.� He tossed his head with a sniff of
annoyance. �It�ll make a mess, what with
having my insides spread all over on the outside.� He executed a neat back flip to avoid a
particularly vicious thrust from the auto-mail blade. �Besides, it�d hurt like hell.�

�And you don�t like pain.� It wasn�t a question and Envy didn�t feel it
necessary to acknowledge it as such.
�What�s the matter, Envy? Can�t handle
a little bobo?�

The amused expression abruptly left
the homunculus� face. �Watch it, Full
Metal Pipsqueak�or I might forget that I�m trying to be friendly here.� Ed�s only reply was a derisive snort as he
pressed his attack and nicked Envy with the transmuted blade, drawing a thin
line of blood across his exposed stomach.
Amethyst eyes narrowed as a snarl curled his lips, rage replacing his
earlier affected good cheer. Without
pause, he grabbed the State Alchemist�s auto-mail arm, ignoring the way the
blade cut into his flesh and twisted, yanking the smaller young man off balance
before lifting him completely off the stone floor with seemingly no effort at
all. Ignoring the sharp cry of pain, he
threw Ed�s smaller form across the room.
His expression twisted with an angry scowl as the younger man literally
flew across the room to smack into the wall shoulder first with a sickening
crunch, auto-mail arm leaving sparks as he slid to the floor.

Ed groaned and groggily shook his head
to clear his vision of the blurred stars dancing before his eyes as he watched
the homunculus� slow, stalking approach.
He tried to move his right arm into a defensive position, golden eyes
widening in shock when the mechanisms held within the auto-mail whirred and groaned
with protest, the response of the machinery sluggish and too slow to do him any
good. �Oh crap!� He scrambled out of the way as a fist
descended, smashing into the wall where his head had been moments before, the
stone cracking and dust raining down. He
propelled himself backwards as fast as he could move, using only his left arm
and legs for movement as he struggled to get his auto-mail to respond to his
demands. �Crap! Crap!
Crap!� Envy wasn�t letting up, following after him
with his inhuman strength, slamming his fist repeatedly into the floor and
leaving small craters as he narrowly missed the frantically fleeing alchemist.

�What�s the matter, Edward?� He asked through gritted teeth, his tone
strained with the effort to reel in his flaring temper. �Don�t wanna play any more?� He leaped forward, pouncing on the small man
to pin him to the floor beneath him.
�Aw, you hurt my feelings when you�re like this.� He wrapped his fingers around the nearly
useless auto-mail and forced the arm above Ed�s head, holding it down with
laughable ease. �And we were just
getting started.� He bared his teeth in
a feral grin as he wrapped the fingers of his free hand around the younger
man�s throat, slowly squeezing. He
leaned down, staring intently into Ed�s wide, frantic eyes, ignoring his feeble
struggles against his superior strength.
�You really ought to learn to�� He tightened his grip for emphasis. �Not�� He banged the smaller man�s head
against the unforgiving stone floor.
�Piss�� He repeated the motion,
hard enough to punctuate his words, yet light enough to not give him a
concussion. �Me�� He released him
abruptly and stood, pushing his hair out of his face. �Off.�
He finished, visibly forcing himself to calmness as he smoothed his
hands over his clothing.

Ed rolled to the side, gasping to draw
breath into his lungs, left hand rubbing against his bruised throat
gingerly. He had no doubt that Envy
could�ve killed him, snapped his neck with no effort at all. The question that remained, however, was why
hadn�t he? His shoulders slumped and he
rested his forehead against the cool roughness of the floor. The entire situation made no sense. Starting with the odd cryptic letter he�d
received earlier that day and ending with the even stranger behaviour Envy was
displaying when he�d first arrived.
Nothing was adding up in his mind and he didn�t like it. Puzzles were meant to be solved and this
puzzle just wasn�t clicking into place like it should. Slowly he turned his head and studied the homunculus
staring down at him with a calm expression once again. �Wh---� He coughed as the sound emerged as a
croak and cleared his throat to try again.
�What do you want?�

�I was wondering when you�d get
curious enough to ask.� Envy crouched
down beside Ed and smiled, an almost wistful twist to his lips. �What I want, Chibi-san�� He reached out and
smoothed his hand over the golden hair in a strangely tender gesture. �Is to make a deal.�

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To
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