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Unsettling Affairs	By : xkesshoux Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1906 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Each
individual chapter will have a different rating, different pairings,
different spoilers, and a different setting and timeline. Multiple
people were involved in writing this fic, I do not claim to have
written anything other than my own characters. I do however claim to
have come up with the plot, story idea, and organizing it all. The
others who write characters in this fic are well aware that I am
posting it, and contribute willingly. This fic is an ongoing project
with an unknown number of parts, with alternate storyline as of the
fifth laboratory incident. Enjoy!

Helpless,
Hopeless, Heartless

Rating:
R (Language, violence..attempted...rape...)
Pairings:
Well...there's Roy and Ed...cept it's not Ed...then there's Ed again
but that's not Ed either...
Disclaimer: I don't own
FMA.
Spoilers: Oh hell I don't know anymore!
Setting:
Central City, nondescript hospital room.
Timeline: Day or
so after the incident with the Fuhrer.

Roy awoke
suddenly, surging into an upright position only to be knocked back
down again by the sudden, sharp pain in his chest. He lay there for a
moment, winded, as he let his eyes focus and his breath return,
albeit still slightly painful. Where the...oh...

The
events of the previous day started to float back up to the surface.
The meeting with the Fuhrer, the promotions, the chimera group called
Predator. The transferrance of Jean from his command and Edward's
assault on Bradley. The change, Edward calling the man...Pride,
wasn't it? Several ribs had been broken at the time and the pain
clouded most everything else. He'd passed out not too long after.
What had happened since he had no idea, only that he had been
transported to some hospital, and that the pain had dulled immensely,
despite still being enough to wind him.

Come to
think of it, he had not seen Edward or Jean for quite some time
now... Knowing how Ed had changed before he passed ou, Roy was
slightly worried, to say the least.

Two-toned
footfalls echoed in the hall outside, and the doorknob turned. Roy
sat up just enough to see the blonde alchemist as he slipped inside
and shut the door behind him. "Edward? What in the hell
are you wearing..?"

"What,
you don't like it?" The boy turned violet, slit-pupiled eyes on
the once-Colonel now-General, stretching rather elegantly in the
long-sleeved, nearly see-through half-shirt. The pants, Roy noted,
were at least the same, albeit a bit lower on Ed's hips than he
remembered them being before, or perhaps that was just due to the
lack of the belt. "No, I do...like it...It just..."
Dark eyes took in every detail, the way the fabric clung to Ed's
frame perfectly, the fact that the sleeves ended with a separate hole
for the thumb and for the middle finger. He took note of how the
collar came up higher than that of his own uniform, but in one piece,
how Ed's hair was in a ponytail rather than the usual braid, and a
high one at that. Roy's eyes then locked with violet and his entire
body tensed. Pathetic human! He shuddered. "Ed...your
eyes..."

The
blonde merely slid off his shoes and climbed up on the bed, hovering
over Roy on all fours even as the dark-haired man tried to back away.
"Don't worry about it, I'm fine, Roy..." He lowered his
hips, straddling Roy's waist and sitting there as he brushed the
man's hair out of his face gently. "I just came to see you,
that's all...Sorry about the other day...I don't know what came over
me..." Human fingertips traced Roy's jawline, lightly brushed
his lips. "Forgive me?"

Roy's
brain fritzed out momentarily when hips shifted against his own and
cool automail somehow worked its way up the hospital issued shirt he
wore to dance mechanical fingertips down his side. "Uh..."

The boy
smirked, well enough to rival Mustang's own as he leaned in, tongue
tracing the man's lips briefly. "Good..." Even as Roy tried
to lean in for a kiss, the blonde leaned back, still grinning as he
brought his hands together.

All Roy
saw was a flash and the next thing he knew he was being flipped onto
his stomach, wrists bound behind his back in a way that nearly pulled
his arms to the point of dislocation, or so it felt. Something cold
and hard, most likely iron or steel, bound him just above his knees,
spreading his legs as far as they could be spread, and the cold metal
on his ankles, plus the fact that he was unable to move them, led Roy
to believe that they were bound directly to the foot of the bed. It
didn't take long for him to notice Ed's presence was gone from his
back, oh, and the fact that his clothes were now no more than ribbons
on the bed beneath him.

"Ed!
Edward what are you...!" A quick tug told him his wrists were
not only bound together, but to the headboard as well, probably to
prevent any real range of movement. It worked. "Ed let me out of
this!" A sharp protest from his ribs silenced him for a moment,
and he stilled. "Ed...please, Ed this hurts!"

The
laughter that followed was a far cry from Edward's. "You haven't
figured it out yet, old man? You really are pathetic..." The
blonde yanked Roy's head back by his hair, slit-pupiled violet eyes
meeting frightened, shocked black. "Don't worry, I'm just going
to humiliate you. Pride won't let me kill an asset..." The boy
released Mustang's hair and took a seat on the side of the bed. "Are
you just going to stand there all day, or are you going to come in?"

Roy heard
the door open and close again, two-toned footfalls once again
stepping past the threshold. Turning his head, Roy could only stare
as he saw double.

"Long
time no see, Ochibi-san..." the second Edward said, grinning in
a way that was also unlike Ed. What in the hell was-

"The
Ochibi is out for the moment, Envy, shall I take a message?" Ed
number one must have been smirking took, Roy could hear it in his
voice, almost a sadistic mirth. The one addressed as Envy, Roy
assumed he was one of the seven Sins Edward had spoken over, as was
Pride, stepped towards the bed. One white gloved hand gripped Roy's
chin, turning his head roughly. "I see...not a bad piece of
work, this one...The Ochibi's other lover, even I have to admit,
either he knows how to pick them or he's just full of dumb luck."
The other blonde snorted. "That stuck up chimera is more my
taste, but this damn kid won't even let me get close to him!"

That got
Envy's attention, and he paused in his scrutiny of Roy's naked form.
"Oh? He didn't put up much of a fight for me..."

Roy
jerked at his restraints again, glaring as best he could into golden
eyes when Envy leaned down in his face again. "What did you do
to him!"

Envy
smirked. "That's right...you're with him too... It wasn't much
really, I just broke enough bones to keep him still while I
humiliated him a little.."

Roy
tugged uselessly against his restraints desptie the throbbing
protests his body made, spitting in the creature's face, dark eyes
burning furious. "You sick, disgusting--" he was cut off as
Envy's hand, what would be Ed's automail one, grabbed his face, grip
so tight that Roy almost believed the homonculus would crush his
skull then and there. A flash of light preceded Envy loosening his
grip, and Roy was soon able to see why, as an automail blade was
embedded halfway into the doppleganger's throat, blood seeping from
the wound.

"Don't
fucking DO shit like that you damn idiot! You want the
Fullmetal brat to come back or something! My fucking head is killing
me!" Roy just stared again as the blade was retracted and blood
spattered on his face, and for a second he wondered why Edward was
talking to a dead man. He was soon reminded of how hard it was to
actually kill a homonculus, when the wound closed and Envy
rubbed his neck, spitting blood out on the floor and cursing under
his breath.

"Fuck,
you didn't have to go and do THAT! How was I supposed to know
the shrimp reacted to HIS pain too! Pride told me you had no problem
when you broke his damn ribs!"

Roy
cleared his throat and both homonculi stopped, glancing at him. "If
you would kindly let me out of these restraints I would be more than
happy to-" he choked on his words as fingers traced lightly down
his spine, stifled an unwanted moan into the pillow as a gloved hand
fondled his erection.

"Look
at how hard he is, sick fuck is enjoying this don't you
think?" Roy couldn't tell which one was talking, but he
suspected it was Envy, seeing as he was the only one wearing gloves.
"Please...don't do this..." It shocked him how pitiful he
sounded, and the laughter that came as a reply only made him cringe.

"How
about I ignore that, Roy...because I know that even though you are
going to hate yourself for it, you can't help but enjoy it..."
Violet eyes met his own. "Just look at it this way...it's still
his body inside you..."

Roy
shuddered at the tongue on his neck. What was worse was that he knew
the words that...thing in Ed's body spoke were true. As
much as his mind screamed no it would always come out as yes.
"Please...don't...Ed..." All that came out was a
shaky whisper.

Bracing
himself, Roy waited...and waited...and...waited? What was that
tension in the air? Something wasn't right...Not like any of it was
right in the first plac,e but the feeling send icy chills down his
spine.

"He's
coming... You're on your own, Ochibi-san..." Roy opened his eyes
just in time to see a flash of military blue exit the room. "Spoil
my fun, hugh? Fine, let's see what this guy is all about!"

Moments
later, Roy found himself lying once more on his back, unshackled.
Instinctually he yanked up the sheet to cover himself, before the
shattering of glass had him sitting up and reaching for gloves that
weren't there, dark eyes focused on the broken window.

A swift
intake of breath followed as Roy laid eyes on the inhabitant of the
windowsill. "Fawkes..." A pair of gloves were thrown into
his lap from across the room, and, upon inspection, Roy found there
were his. "Quit gawking or you'll end up dead!" Dark eyes
glanced to the blonde who was ready to fight, then back to the
smirking figure in the window, habitually slipping on his gloves.

"No,
it's that attitude that will be the death of you..." Deceit
drawled lazily. "Whoever said I was here for a fight?"

The calm,
easy-going ferality in the man's voice sent chills once more down
Roy's spine. "Then what are you here for...?"

For some
reason he found it extremely hard to believe that Fawkes was there
for a little chit chat and afternoon tea.

"Why
am I here? It's quite simple really..." The red-haired chimera
slid off the windosill and into the room, moving to the foot of Roy's
bed with a rather fluid grace. "I came with a message for you to
give to your little Fuhrer, Mustang..."

In
another motion Deceit stood over Roy on the mattress. "Tell him
that his two youngest are dead, and he will be next... And I already
know what he's making you do, so you might as well give up if you
want to live..."

A gun was
drawn from beneath the feline's coat, aimed at Roy's head. "Are
you going to stop following orders from a walking dead man, or will
you die now?"

"Stay...away...from
him...goddamn...bastard..."

Roy
looked past Fawkes even as the red-haired man turned to face the
blonde on the other side of the room. Dark gaze was met with the
sight of a world-weary boy, struggling to remain in control. Roy saw
the way that violet nearly exlipsed gold in his one open eye, and for
a moment, he could almost hear the agonizing screams of one torn
between two worlds. "Ed..."

The
blonde grinned wearily. "Sorry...it's getting harder...to stay
here..."

"Then
allow me to assist you in your departure from this world..."
Deceit's aim shifted from Roy to Ed, the trigger pulled within the
blink of an eye, bullet tearing through the boy's shoulder.

For an
instant, Edward's eyes went completely gold, staring apologetically
at Roy before being swallowed by vilet as the blonde fell to the
floor, unconscious. The array had been torn.

Roy was
ready to snap in the next second as Fawkes turned the gun on him once
more, and a searing hot pain riveted through his skull. Vision
blurring, he watched as the chimera scoffed and lit a cigarette, his
form retreating out the window the last thing Roy saw before blacking
out.

Please
review, constructive criticism and questions appreciated, flames will
be deflected back at you by Roy. n.n;
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