1st Sloth/Greed drabble
- Title: A Chance of Rain this Night
- greedyslayer
- Pairing: vague Sloth/Greed
- Rating: worksafe
- Summary: An alternate first meeting between Greed and Sloth....
Disclaimer: Fullmetal Alchemist is not a part of my own property.
A Chance of Rain this Night
"Hmmm...another new Homunculus, eh?"
Sloth found Greed's voice far too easy-going as she looked straight into his violet eyes, penetrating his glasses, all the while completely ignoring the dagger he stabbed straight into the center of her hand; both were aware the knife meant very little. But to Sloth, Greed's reflexes had been rather remarkable, and she was still pondering on how the Homunculus had guessed her identity. Although she had taken pains to dress herself in as skimpy an outfit as possible to blend in more with the typical feminine crowd of the Devil's Nest, Sloth had made sure her tell-tale Ouroborus mark was hidden. Thus, there must have been a more subtle hint. Perhaps she had let something slip while feigning drunken babble? Or had it been her own violet eyes she had foolishly neglected to conceal? No matter, she was found.
"Any plan on how you'll approach this." Sloth's voice was mocking, and Greed's eyes began to glint.
"More likely your impulses controlled you," she continued, thinking how messy impulses were, thus earning her disdain. This Homunculus positively reeked of impulsiveness.
"Greed...." It was one of those 5th lab guinea pigs, and a couple of others were behind him, swiftly ushering out the few remaining drunkards, yet their eyes were riveted to the Homunculi pair. With a single harsh glare, Greed ordered the trio, and they grudgingly obeyed, slowly trailing up the stairs, leaving him alone with Sloth. Turning back to her, Greed growled at Sloth's bright smile, who mouthed the words, "I've learned a weakness." And then her stabbed hand began to liquefy, and the elder Homunculus had his eyes narrow in on it, taking in this one's unique power.
"Ultimate Tsunami," he muttered absently.
"Feh, I care little for nicknames," answered Sloth before completely collapsing in on herself, and this sudden act truly pulled surprise out of Greed, but his unreal breathe froze as he felt her solidify right behind him.
"You move pretty damn fast," was all he could say.
"I'm water," she said as if it answered everything, and perhaps it did.
"How odd; with those chimera rats as proof, I may have to accept that you're a lot more human, a challenge to practically everyone's perceptions." Leaning in closer, Sloth hissed a final whisper. "But honestly, all that matters to me is how easy this makes things, how vulnerable you truly are, Ultimate Shield."
For a moment, Greed was still, then he turned around, his face stony and hard. "Touch them," he whispered, "and in the end, there won't be anything left of you." Sloth gave one final smile before melting away again, knowing as well as he did that his dead seriousness had betrayed him.