@ Greedling- Homunculus
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Lan Fan eyed him, “That is two and a half inches.” She snapped, then sighed. She felt strange yelling at the young lords body. Lan Fan sighed and turned to look at the rice she was measuring, “Do what you want. You will not listen to me anyway.” She grumbled, and poured the rice into the rice cooker, shutting the lid, then looking at him, catching him staring at her. She blinked.
When Lan-Fan turned around to begin cooking, he couldn’t help but stare at her. Something was different about her; but he couldn’t name it. She wasn’t like most girls, he knew that much. She was a girl who stood up for herself and held no shame. He didn’t realize he was staring at her until he noticed the awkward silence. “What do you want.” He asked with a snarl, slightly embarrassed that he was caught.
Lan Fan felt a smile twitch at her lips when she caught him. “Nothing at all.” she said, then turned back to what she was doing, then realized she had nothing to do. She awkwardly stood there, frowning and mentally kicking herself at this stupid deal she had made. she watched the homunculus out of the corner of her eye. He did not…Seem so bad. Yes, he was rude, and rough around the edges, but he was not better than her grandfather. Lan Fan was a girl who knew how to deal with things, and she could certainty handle a egotistical, pig headed homunculus.
She looked up at him, looking at his vibrant eyes and didn’t notice her blush.
Greed turned back to look at the Xingese girl with an intrigued look. These humans… are so interesting. He noticed she had a light blush across her face. He chuckled.
“What’s a matter? Getting the hots for me?” He smirked at her.
His statement only made her blush harder, and splatter some words of how “wrong” he was.
“Hey, girl. Do you want me to make a deal with you? I’ll let you talk to the prince.” He smiled, “But it’ll cost you.”
Her automail hand balled into a fist, and she glared at the tall boy, her cheeks still hot from his statement. He was so….annoying. And infuriating. She was begging to think maybe she couldn’t handle him after all. Lan fan was not used to dealing with…Boys.
The only boy her won age she had ever really spoken to was the young lord.
And this was even more difficult because they had the same face….But somehow, when Greed was in control, he looked different…
“What….What do you want?” she asked, licking her lips, which had gone dry.
Greed got up and slowly walked up to her, licking his lips seductively. He figured he might as well toy with the girl a bit; since he hadn’t recognized his feelings towards her yet. He stood close to her, his face directly above hers, so she had to look up at him.
“A kiss on the lips,” He smirked, “And it has to be a good one, too. Nice ‘n wet.”
Watching him with slowly widening dark eyes, she felt her blush deepen as he licked his lips, and her lips parted when she heard his request.
“But I…”
she was about to say how she had never kissed before, but bit her tongue. Her fists shook with momentary anger and she grit her teeth. Lan Fan closed her eyes as she felt a rush of anger and something else wash over her, and she willed herself to be calm.
she let out a relaxing breath, as she had learned to do when cleansing ones mind before a battle.
That’s what this was now; a battle.
And Lan Fan intended to win.
She would give him the best kiss of his life. She would not run away, nor would she back down and not accept this challenge. if she could sever her own flesh, then surely she would kiss this man-this avaricious monster.
She looked up at him, eyes smoldering. Slowly she raised her hands, which were surprisingly not shaking. Her cool automail fingers touched his face, and she felt nothing. but as her soft, warm finger tips touched his face, Lan Fan felt her cheeks darken, and she had to force herself to stay calm. Her eyes flickered from his shimmering eyes, to his full lips, and carefully, she slowly pulled him down, moving her hands to the back of his neck and getting on her lip toes.
Dark eyes met amethyst briefly before their lips met, and Lan Fan felt her mind go blank. For once in her life, everything stopped. Her constant train of thought halted as her cool lips met his delicious warm ones, than began to instantly move back against hers.
I am Lan Fan. Loyal retainer for the Xing emperors Yao clan. I serve the young lord, Ling Yao. I am not afraid of death. I walk unblinded into the face of oblivion. 
