IV: Weekend Love

Spiraling:

Simone’s Notes:

The road to a negative addiction has only one path, downwards. The more the victim indulges in their vice, the faster they fall to the bottom. Things get uglier and uglier as the journey continues. Pretty soon, the addict is alone, jobless, and shunned out of society. And sex addicts are no exception to the rule.

Ai-Oni heard the front door shut from downstairs next morning. She quickly lifted up her head from her strawberry peach wine. “Brother must be home!” the she-devil said. Envy kept looking at her. “Brother?” he asked. Ai-Oni quickly rose to her feet from the table and quickly ran down the stairs. The homunculus followed behind her closely. A man stood in the doorway looking around. He had a dark and healthy tan. His short hair and eyes were a olive green color. The man was dressed in a lovely dark and navy royal blue uniform.

Ai-Oni quickly made it to the door. The man looked up at her. “Welcome home, brother!” she called. The man smiled at her. “Up to your hooker looks again, huh?” he asked. Today, Ai-Oni had on a skin-tight red and black mini dress that showed off her long slender pale legs and velvet black kitten heels. “What else can I do?” she asked. “It’s my stick!” “Hm,” her brother said.

Then he looked behind her and saw Envy. “And who is this chum?” her brother asked. Ai-Oni stepped forward. “Nyious, this is Envy, he is watching my latest game with me.” she replied. “Envy, this is my older brother, Nyious. He just came back from a war in Purgatory.” Both men stood silent for a while. Nyious raised as eyebrow at her. “So what is he to you, a house guest or something?” he asked. Ai-Oni walked over to her older brother and leaned in close to his ear. “He’s a homunculus.” she whispered to him. Nyious’s eyes grew big in shock. “Well, why didn’t you say so?” he whispered. Both siblings turned back to Envy. “So,” Nyious said aloud to him. “You are playing again with another one of my sister’s games!” “Why yes,” the homunculus said. “I see,” the soldier replied. “Come join us!” Ai-Oni cut in. “You have just come to the good part of phase one!” Nyious stood there in thought for a moment. Then he said, “Whatever.” His sister smiled at him. “Excellent,” she said. “Follow me.” Then, the she-devil walked back up the stairs. The men followed behind her as well.

Edward sat down at one of the tables in the café. He felt sick all over again. Why was he even doing this? “I can’t believe I’m doing this!” he thought. It’s for the best! Then, in through the door they came. Ralph and Matt looked as fresh as daises. It made Ed want to puke. His housemates saw him and surrounded him with grins on their faces. “Hello buddy!” Ralph spoke up. “Hi,” Ed said uncomfortably. Both pimps sat down in front of their client. “So,” Matt spoke up to his roommate. “What can we help you with? How have the films been?” Edward’s face became red all over. “They’re great…” he said in a small voice. Both Matt and Ralph grinned. “Great!” Ralph spoke up. “So you’ve come back for more?” The young alchemist tried his hardest to look away from his dealers. Both of them had their answer. “So what would you like?” Matt asked. “The latest line in vid discs? Or some books?” “Books.” Edward mumbled. “Sorry?” Ralph asked. “Books.” Ed repeated a little louder. “Did you say books?” Matt asked. “YES!!!” the client yelled. “I WANT SO GODDAMN HENTAI BOOKS!!!” Now, he wished he hadn’t said anything at all. The pimp grinned at him. “Good choice,” he replied. Then, Ralph reached into his black shoulder bag and pulled out stacks of merchandise. “Take your pick!” he called out. Ed’s eyes grew big in shock. He had never seen so much smut in his life. The boy didn’t know where to start.

After a few minutes however, Edward chose the Plum Sake series and a few mags. “Nice doing business with you!” Matt called out. Then he and Ralph left the table to down business downtown. Ed sat beside himself all alone with his new fix. His eyes were big with shock. “What have I done?” he thought in shame and shock. But it was for the best!

Meanwhile, Mustang had his own problems. He hadn’t even been in his office for ten minutes were two sergeants ran forward to him. “COLONEL!!!” they yelled out. He looked up and sighed. “What is it?” he asked. The men ran to him out of breath with. “We found this hooker doing business on the base again!” one of them cried out. Mustang looked and saw Tawny again. She was standing between them boldly. Mustang grabbed onto the desk tightly. The mere sight of her made his blood just burn! “You again?” he snapped. Tawny just grinned at him. “Hey peachy-face!” she slurred. “I thought I told you to stay away from here!” he snapped like a fire-breathing. “Well, I chose not too!” Tawny. “And if you have me been in prison, I’ll sell every story about your men to the press!” The sergeants looked at her palely. The colonel glared coldly at her. Mustang’s nostrils flared at the scent of vodka and beer on her breath, hair, and clothes. He would of passed out if the colonel hadn’t backed up in time. Mustang could form the decent words to express his anger to the rebellious hooker. Things just couldn’t get any worse for the colonel.

But sadly, they did. The door blew open wide. All four people quickly looked up. Colonel Renee French stood in the doorway. She was a small woman. Her nicely cut black hair was up in a bun behind her head. She was looking around the room. Mustang’s anger instantly became stronger by seeing her. “Why if it isn’t two of the most annoying women together in the same room!” he thought annoyed. “Great! Just great!”

French looked at Mustang and the group. “What do you want French?” Mustang growled. The other colonel said nothing. “Oh, I was just going to ask for some paperwork,” she explained at last. “But I see that you’re busy at the moment!” Mustang clinched his teeth tightly. Renee turned to Tawny. “Hey,” she spoke up. “Isn’t that the hooker you were supposed to have arrested if she ever showed her face around Central Headquarters?” The other colonel looked up pale. “That’s me!” Tawny called out proudly. Mustang wanted to scream aloud at that moment. French couldn’t help but smirk at him. “I see she’s still here!” she called out. “Are you losing your touch, Roy?” “NO!!!” Mustang snapped.

French kept grinning at him. “Now, now,” she replied. “No need to by touchy. But why is she still here?” Mustang didn’t have a crafty answer to throw but at French. He just glared coldly at her. French smirked again. “Sad, Roy. Very sad.” was all she said. Then colonel turned and left closing the door behind her. Mustang growled angrier after her. Tawny turned back to him smiling. The colonel looked up at her. “What?” he snared. “Oh, nothing,” Tawny said. “It’s just amusing to see a woman outsmart a cocky man!” “Oh shut up!” Mustang snapped. Tawny just giggled to herself quietly. Mustang sat back down and sighed aloud. This was not his morning!

Steven was heading to Central when he saw his angel again. Yasmine stood on the corner of the street. She looked as if she was waiting for something or someone. Her long high-back black hair lightly blew in the gentle spring breeze. Her blackish-blue carpis clung tightly to her hips and thighs. Her dark purple and light blue halter top did the same for her breasts and waist. Steven was quickly overtaken by her beauty again. “Well, what are you waiting for?” he thought to himself. “Go over there and talk to her! What’s the worst that could happen?” So the lieutenant colonel drew in a deep breath and hurried over to the woman. Yasmine slowly turned and saw him. She smiled to herself softly. (You see, Yasmine likes him too. But she’s not going to show it just yet! ;) ) Steven finally made it to the woman. Her eyes were a perfect hazel-amber. “Hi!” the lieutenant colonel said aloud. The woman smiled at his voice. (He noticed her perfectly white teeth.) “Well hello to you too.” Yasmine replied. A silence passed between them. “I’m Steven!” the man said quickly. “Nice to meet you,” the woman said. “My name is Yasmine.” Then, the two fell into talking.

Meanwhile, Doug was listening in on them both from a few feet away. He was grinning from ear to ear. “Yasmine, huh?” he thought. “Well, Yasmine! Consider yourself mine!” Then, the lieutenant began plotting ways to woo the muse-like beauty into his bed. Yes sir! This was going to be a sweet challenge! Little did he know…

Mustang wasn’t having a hot morning to begin with. Tawny and French went and ruined it. Now, the third woman couldn’t stand just made it worse. Roy was walking down the hall when something caught his eye. It was Jacilyn standing outside with Havoc. At first, the colonel thought he was seeing things. So, Mustang rubbed his eyes and looked again. But, no! It actually was Nurse Jacilyn Ray and she was actually talking to the Havoc. Nurse Jacilyn Ray, herself! The one nurse that insulted him and turned him down in front of everybody in St. Mary’s Touch Hospital! She was here in the flesh talking to second lieutenant Jean Havoc. But that was only half of it. Havoc Jacilyn were kissing! She seemed to have her tongue right down his throat! With her arms tightly around his waist. Havoc himself was enjoying the lust love-- all while tightly grabbing on her ass. Mustang fell into new levels of despair right there! “She turned me down for Havoc?!?” the colonel thought in disappointed shock. “What’s he got that I don’?!?” Roy looks as if Riza told him that he was useless with his fire power in the rain during battle* This really destroyed his morning. The three women Mustang couldn’t stand all managed to take hits at him and his pride and get away with it. Could there be anything else that could make him like bad? Oh, if he only knew…