Preface

Greed let out a great sigh, he was bored out of his mind! The homunculus hated to be bored! Hefidgeted on his green, worn out leather couch,there has to be something to do, he thought. A soft hand rested on his cheek from behind. A spark of alchemy pierced his flesh. He spun around almost falling off the sofa. "I told you to stop that!"

"Well, I told you to stop grabbing me around the waist," he gave a smirk.

"I didn't do that!"

"Not today," Kimbley agreed, raising his right hand, "but yesterday you absolutely did!"

Greed blushed. The Crimson Alchemist jumped over the couch and sat. He, smiled, placing his hand on the oroborous. Zolf slid his fingers through Greed's. Kimbley looked at the sinful homunculus with a kitten like curiosity. The man was looking dazed. He didn't know what to do for his friend. His grip released gently, Why am I acting like this?! Kimbley thought angrily. He whipped his head the other direction, his ponytail almost whipping the man right in the face.

"Hey Zolf, why don't we go for a walk, just you and me," Greed suggested, smiling a dorky smile. "Sure," he jumped up to his feet. Greed laughed, he could see his little alchemist was ready for a good walk. He grabbed Zolf's hand and pulled the alchemist onto his lap. The Crimson struggling to get back on his feet.

"Whoa, not so fast, you haven't paid me back for that new shirt I got for you because you tore all the rest to shreds," the Ultimate Shield struck Kimbley with a kiss...on the lips. He bolted to his feetwhat in the Hell was he thinking, did he want to be blown up again! Damn! Greed just smiled and shrugged. "Fine. Let's go than." Kimbley just rolled his eye, and they started out the door.