So here's a lil story about my two favourite subjects: yaoi and coffee. Written for my NaNoWriMo 50,000 smuts challenge (you'll see why later) Envy is quite OOC because him being all evil just wouldn't work but I really wanted to write for this pairing so yeah. Also this is sort of an amalgamation of Brotherhood and the Original series so I hope you enjoy it :D

There are three things in this world that I hate with a passion that Dante usually reserves for his heretics: cheesy 90s gangster rap, said cheesy 90s gangster rap played very loud and on repeat all afternoon and the pungent smell of Skunk that never seems to go away. Unfortunately these are three things that my clunge-waffle of a roommate happens to love, to the point where I have been forced to take sanctuary in the coffee shop just off campus where my younger brother works in the vain hope that I can get some work done. If it was a choice between getting an earful from 'The Brat' and having to listen to 'Ice, Ice, Baby' for the fifth time in a row I know exactly which one I would choose.

Thankfully, when I went in, he didn't seem to be around today. That was the last thing I needed; him hovering over my shoulder asking what I was doing every ten minutes and saying that if I didn't order another drink he'd have to ask me to leave. It's amazing how long you can make one pot of tea last when that threat is hanging over your head. As he didn't seem to be around I would be able to just relax and get on with my work.

I ordered an Americano with cream (because it tastes better with cream and I'm a coffee snob) from the girl behind the counter. She had a pretty face, her long dark hair scraped back into a high ponytail keeping it out of her face and warm dark eyes. Her name badge read 'Rose'. I smiled and thanked her as she told me that someone would bring my drink over then went to park myself at one of the tables by the window.

I opened my Netbook, turning to gaze out of the window as it loaded itself up. The sky, which had been devoid of any clouds a moment ago was suddenly dark, with the threat of rain, and I was very glad that I had decided to come in here when I had. I turned back to my Netbook when it chimed its revival and typed in my password (another reason why I hated my dick-nugget roommate; he kept fucking with my computer every single time I left it for a few seconds so I felt the need to install a password to prevent my essays reading like a two year old's).

Once the program I needed had finished loading I fished the few books I knew I would need out of my bag. I opened one and balanced precariously it against the Perspex menu and pulled my headband out of my bag. I pushed my hair out of my eyes with it and began to work losing myself completely in the essay I was actually mildly interested in writing.

"Americano with cream?" a soft voice asked making me jump slightly. I had been so immersed in my work I hadn't realised that there was actually someone standing beside me. I looked up from the screen, blinking to adjust to the sudden chance of light, and there he was, bathed in a halo of artificial light from the bulb above him, smiling at me and holding a tray with a cup of coffee and a small jug of cream on it. He was gorgeous!

My brain just about stopped functioning and I could feel myself blushing as I stared up at him. I couldn't quite make myself form words and continued to stare like a weirdo until he shuffled awkwardly and brushed a loose strand of hair that had escaped from his ponytail behind his ear. I shook my head, breaking myself out of my stupor and smiled at him.

"Yes," I said finally finding my voice. "thank you."

"No problem." He gave me a closed lipped smiled and he took the cup off the tray and placed it on the table in front of me before doing the same with the jug. He also placed a napkin and a small ramekin filled with packets of sugar on the table as well before smiling again and turning to leave.

"Wait!" I called after him before he could leave properly. I don't know why I stopped him but something made me want to keep talking to him. The guy was absolutely gorgeous; stunning golden eyes that matched his long golden hair, which was pulled back off his face into a high ponytail. Despite the coffee shop's gawky apron he looked damn good in his uniform and the tight shirt showed off the muscles in his arms (from those I could guess that he had a chest that matched but the apron covered it up).

"Is there anything else I can get for you?" he asked sincerely. Oh damn! How lovely could you get? Most coffee shop waiters asked that because they had to but he sounded as if he genuinely wanted to make sure I was happy, which was what compelled me to say what I did next.

"How about your name?" I grinned. As soon as the words were out of my mouth I immediately wanted to slam my face into the table top. That was quite possibly the stupidest and cheesiest thing that I've said to another person. He chewed the inside of his cheek, clearly trying to stop himself from laughing.

"Did you really just say that?" he asked his mirth evident in his voice before he finally gave in and just laughed at me.

"Yeah I think I did." I grimaced. "Sorry." He continued to laugh, still keeping his lips closed, before he moved the right hand side apron strap slightly so that I could see his name badge.

"I'm Edward." he said as I looked at it. "Everyone calls me 'Ed' though." he added in a way that suggested he would prefer it if I called him Ed.

"I'm Envy." I said extending my hand which he took.

"Interesting name." he commented as he shook it.

"You should meet my brothers and sister." I grinned. I didn't want to tell him that my brother worked here yet (mostly in case he was a dick to Ed), although considering our names it was going to be pretty obvious. I was right, of course, as realisation dawned on his face.

"Wrath's brother." he said nodding. I nodded back, grinning.

"Yep."

"He's out back." Ed told me gesturing towards the section behind the counter where I knew the kitchens and dishwashers were. "I can get him if you want."

"No thanks." I said hurriedly. "Whenever I come in here he usually tells me to order something else or get out and I have uni work to do and not many other places I can hide thanks to my roommate."

"Oh," Ed gasped softly. "I can leave you alone if you have work to do."

"No it's ok." I waved him off. "I've effectively stopped you from working by talking to you and you're more likely to get in trouble for that."

"So what are you working on?" Ed asked still giving me that same, shy, close lipped smile. I turned back to my screen and he leaned over my shoulder so he could see too.

"'Comparative Gothic Horror and Poetic Practice Essay'," I told him. "I've got a month before it's due in but I thought I'd get a head start on it."

"That sounds amazing!" Ed exclaimed and, again, he sounded genuinely interested. "What's your essay on?"

"This one's about the works of Edgar Allen Poe and if and how they reflect on the society he was living in at the time." I told him, sadly animated by my own essay topic. This kind of stuff always amused me greatly (as pathetic and geeky as that was) but no one else ever seemed that enthralled by it.

"Wow that sounds really cool." Ed said still sounding genuinely interested. God the guy was sweet.

"It's so interesting," I stated, really animated now that I knew he was interested too. "but the essay that I'm really looking forward to writing is my 'Mythology, Legends and Ancient Practices' class because I get to write about Alchemy." At this Ed's eyes lit up.

"Oh my gosh I love Alchemy!" he exclaimed, his face practically glowing with excitement. "Do you have Professor Curtis as your teacher?"

"Yeah." I replied amazed that Isumi Curtis was that famous outside the university. Although, from what I had heard, I shouldn't be that surprised as she was the county's leading expert on Alchemy. "How do you know about Professor Curtis?"

"I'm a second year at the uni over there." Ed told me nodding his head in the direction of campus.

"Really? I'm an MA student."

"Wow." Ed breathed a look of awe in his eyes. He looked so adorable; I wanted to ask him out. I know that it might seem insane because I'd only just met him but he was gorgeous, sweet and he liked Alchemy! I had to try or at least see if he was single or not. Even if I just asked him if he wanted to go out and talk about Alchemy and other nerdy stuff; I had to secure a second meeting with him.

"Hey listen, Ed, I was wondering…" I began but was cut off by an irritated groan from behind the counter. I looked over to see that Wrath had emerged from the kitchen, messy mop of hair scrapped back in an untidy ponytail, was glaring in our direction. He marched over to my table, still glaring at me, and folded his arms over his chest.

"What are you doing here?" he growled.

"I'm working." I said flatly, also shooting him a glare in his direction. Wrath snorted derisively.

"Does working read 'hitting on my staff'?" he asked and Ed blushed.

"We're having a pleasant conversation." I replied coldly. "You probably don't recognise it because you're incapable of having one."

"Tsk whatever." Wrath growled. "If you're staying you've got to order something else; you can't make one coffee last all fucking afternoon and you better be paying full price for it."

"Jeez what happened to 'Friends and Family Discount'?" I asked sarcastically.

"Not a thing." Wrath snapped before he turned to Ed. "Stop flirting with my cheap-skate brother and get back to work FullMetal." Without another word he stormed back off to the kitchens out the back.

"God what's his problem today." I muttered under my breath as I heard the clanging of pots showing that Wrath had already started taking his anger out on something else. Ed sighed.

"He's just having a grump because one of the other waiters quit and now we're short staffed." he explained.

"No excuse to be a dick though." I replied. Ed seemed unwilling to make a comment on the subject (which was probably sensible as Wrath seemed to be his supervisor). "Why did he call you FullMetal?" I asked after a pause. Ed grimaced slightly.

"You promise you won't laugh?" he asked. His tone suggested that he assumed that I would ask Wrath why anyway so he might as well tell me but he really didn't want to.

"I promise." I replied. Ed sighed before he pulled back his lips in a wide half smile, half grimace and revealed his teeth. He was sporting two rows of braces lining each set of teeth. True to my word I didn't laugh but I did smile all the same. "Oh they're so cute!" I exclaimed softly.

"They're not fucking cute!" Ed exploded. I blinked up at him and he stared back at me, wide eyes, before blushing furiously and turning away, pouting slightly. "I'm sorry." he murmured. "It's just embarrassing, you know? I'm twenty-two and still have train-tracks."

"If it makes you feel any better I had a Retainer until I was nineteen." I said giving him what I hoped was a comforting smile.

"Yeah well most people don't exactly think they're endearing." he stated forlornly, looking at the floor and shuffling his feet.

"I do." I replied smiling at him. He looked up at me in surprise and blushed again. He opened his mouth.

"Hey, Envy, I was wondering…" he began before a shout from the back cut him off.

"FullMetal!" Wrath called angrily. Ed sighed and hugged his tray to his chest.

"I better go." he stated.

"Yeah I should get some work done too." I sighed and turned back to my Netbook as he turned in the direction of the kitchen.

"Will you be back tomorrow?" Ed asked suddenly, turning back to face me.

"Are you working tomorrow?" I asked smiling at him.

"No," he admitted. "but I am on Thursday."

"Then I'll be back on Thursday." I smiled at him. Ed beamed back at me, and now that he wasn't trying to hide his braces his smile lit up his entire face, before returning back to work. Once he had disappeared out the back (probably to get told off by Wrath again) I turned back to my essay, grinning stupidly to myself. If Ed was going to be here and there was a chance that I could continue to talk to him then I would put up with Wrath being his usual brattish self and use the time to try to get to know Ed a little better.