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The Sound of Silence	By : ZaKai Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 11395 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/N:� I�m sorry that it has taken so long for me to
get this chapter up.� Please bear with my
slow updates, as this story is difficult for me to post, but know that this
story will not be abandoned.

Also, I know I didn�t respond to all the comments
that were left for the last chapter.� I
apologize for that (Excuses: Christmas, being sick, school... etc).� Despite that, I really appreciate the
supportive and encouraging comments that were left.� Thank you.��

The Sound of Silence

Chapter Three

Gifts

�Good morning Edward.��

Ed looked up to see Lieutenant Hawkeye step beside
him as he walked down the hall.

�It�s almost noon�� Ed muttered, looking away from
her.� He was hungry and just wanted to
get this progress report to Mustang as quickly as possible so that he could get
some lunch.�

�How is your search going?� she asked mildly.

�Meh��

His search was going nowhere, but he didn�t have to
tell her that.� The only person that had
to know was the asshole in authority.��

�Well� that�s nice�� she replied, sounding
unsure.�

Ed grunted.�
He didn�t want to make small talk, and she must have realized this
because after a moment she said, �Well, I�m going down to the cafeteria for
lunch.�

He glanced up and watched as the blonde woman
turned and headed down a different hall.�
The boy sighed in relief and picked up his pace.� He�d told Al he�d meet up with him in a
couple of hours, but if it could be sooner, then that was better.� Even though his brother didn�t eat, it was
still nice to have him around for company.�

When he reached the colonel�s office, Ed opened the
door, walked in without knocking and tossed the report on his commanding
officer�s desk.�

Glancing up from a document he�d been reading,
Mustang said wryly, �It�s amazing how your manners continue to improve with
each passing day.� Normally when a door
is closed it is good to knock before
entering.�

Ed shrugged and pointed at the folder.� �That�s all the information we�ve been
working on.�� After that he turned around
and started walking toward the door.

�Wait.��

He stopped and sighed.� Well, there was for hoping�

�I want an oral report as well, Fullmetal.�

Grumbling under his breath, Ed turned and trudged
back to the desk.� He was just about to
speak when his stomach rumbled loudly.�
The colonel raised an eyebrow, and the boy said defensively, �Well it is lunch time�� I�m hungry!�
Can�t the written report just be enough?��

For a moment the older man just stared at him, then
a small grin formed on Mustang�s face and he rose from his chair.� �Why don�t we get some lunch together?� You can give me your oral report then.�

;-;-;-;-;-;-;

Ed looked around at the other diners and
frowned.� This wasn�t exactly what he�d
had in mind when Mustang said they were going to pick something up for
lunch.� He�d thought the cafeteria or
something��

Though not exactly �high class�, the restaurant was
nice and had an indoor and an outdoor area to eat.� Since the colonel had given him his choice,
the boy had picked the outdoor section because it was a nice spring day.

They had ordered, and Ed had given his report, but
it hadn�t taken him long and now he was stuck sitting with his commanding
officer and waiting for his
food.� Two things he really didn�t much
care for�

�Well, Ed, I�m glad to hear that you kept
everything intact, though I must say that you need to learn to handle the civic
leaders in different towns better.�

�Yeah, yeah�� he mumbled, then
straightened when he saw the waitress coming with their food.

The pretty red head smiled shyly at the colonel and
said, �Prime Rib, medium well?�� He
nodded and she set the plate down in front of him.� The woman turned and said in the sweet voice
generally reserved for children, �Hamburger and fries, cutie?�

Ed blushed and nodded.� He didn�t much like being addressed as a child,
but since she was pretty� well�� The
waitress set the plate down and asked, �Is there anything else I can get the
two of you?��

�No, thank you, we�re fine,� the colonel said
dismissively.� When the waitress nodded
and left, Ed grabbed his hamburger, took a huge bite, and felt grease dribble
down his chin.� Ignoring the mess, he
started chewing, then stopped when he saw the look on
Mustang�s face.

�What?� he asked around the food in his mouth.

�Do you always eat like this?� the man asked in
disgust.

The boy swallowed and wiped the grease off his chin
with the sleeve of his coat before quickly taking a drink to wash the food
down.� �I dunno
what you�re talkin� about,� he said and took another
huge bite.

The colonel glanced around with a slightly
embarrassed look on his face before saying, �Perhaps smaller bites, or maybe
using a napkin?�

�Why?� he muttered around the food.� Mustang just looked at him for a moment, then sighed in exasperation before picking up a fork and
knife.�

It only took Ed a few minutes to scarf down his
food, and when he was finished, the young alchemist sat back in his chair and
patted his stomach contentedly.� It was
then that Mustang murmured, while looking down at his plate, �I have a gift for
you.�

The blond blinked. �A gift� for
me?� What?�

�Some information that I think you�ll find very
useful,� the colonel replied, then took a bite of his food.

�Really?� Let�s see it!� Ed exclaimed in excitement.

The dark-haired man looked up at the boy for a
moment, then took a sip of his drink and said, �I don�t have it with me, Ed.�

�Fine, when we get back to the office then,� he
said and shrugged.

�It�s not at the office�� Mustang said quietly, then gave Ed a look he was all too familiar with by now.

�Oh� well� where is it?� he asked cautiously,
already knowing what the answer would be and not liking it.

�It�s at my place.�
My office could be looked through by anyone, and you wouldn�t want that
information to get into the wrong hands, now would you?� the colonel said
smoothly.

�I guess not�� Ed mumbled and looked away.

�Why don�t you come over tonight and pick it up,�
the older man suggested.

The blond boy picked up his glass and sucked on the
straw even though he knew there was only ice left.� It was something to do, and it had become a
bit of a habit to reach for something to drink when he was confronted with
this, since he always had a drink in his hands at Mustang�s house.� Ed opened his mouth to answer, but stopped
when the waitress reappeared and asked, �Is everything tasting alright?�

�Everything was fine, thank you,� the colonel
replied politely.

�That�s wonderful.��
She placed a piece of paper on the table and said, �I�ll be your cashier
when you�re ready.�

�I think we�re ready now,� Mustang said, and pulled
out his wallet.� After he gave her the
money, telling her to keep the change, she told them to have a nice day and
left.

�How much do I owe you?� Ed asked, standing up and
stuffing his hand into his pocket where he kept his money.

�Don�t worry about it,� the man said, then eyed the
boy up and down.� �You can pay me back
later.�

;-;-;-;-;-;-;

Ed quickly walked down the dimly lit streets toward
the colonel�s apartment.� It didn�t
matter how much he�d seen or done, for some reason it still gave him the creeps
walking out here by himself.

The twelve-year-old shivered slightly and stuffed
his hands in his pockets.� Though it was
nice during the day, the early spring weather was still cold at night,
especially at this late hour.� When he
pulled open the doors to the apartment building and stepped into the foyer, the
men at the table looked up in his direction.

�Hey, boy,� one of them called.� �How much is that guy payin�
you?� I�m sure between us all we could
top whatever it is.�

�He isn�t paying me anything�� Ed said, as he
hurried toward the stairs.

One of the men stood up and took a step in his
direction.� �For free huh?� Well then, we can definitely top that!�

Ed stopped and stared for a moment, then suddenly the man grinned and lunged at him.� The boy�s eyes widened in fear and he dashed
up the stairs; the men�s raucous laughter fading behind him.� When he reached Mustang�s door, Ed pounded on
it and looked back the way he�d come.�

No one was there.

When the sound of the locks being undone and the
door opening met his ears, Ed turned and looked up to see the colonel looking
down at him.

�You alright?� the man asked in concern.

The blond swallowed and quickly looked down the
hall again before saying, �Yeah� yeah, I�m fine.�� He shrugged, and tried to act nonchalant
about it, but his breathing was still heavy and his heart was pounding in his
chest.� For a moment, the dark-haired man
said nothing, then sighed and moved out of the way for Ed to come in.�

After he stepped inside,
Mustang shut the door and said, �Hot chocolate?�

�Yeah, sure,� he said
automatically while taking his coat off and hanging it up on one of the
hooks.� He turned around to head toward
the couch when the other alchemist said, �Jacket too.�� Ed sighed and removed his jacket as
well.� After a moment of thought, the boy
took his gloves off and stuffed them in his coat pocket before crossing the
room to the couch.�

�So where�s this information
you said you had for me?� he asked impatiently.�

�I have it,� Mustang affirmed,
handing him the mug of hot chocolate before sitting down beside him.� The colonel took a sip of his beer, then softly ran a finger down the side of Ed�s cheek.� With a small smirk, the man said, �Remember,
this is a gift from me to you.� Don�t be so rude as to demand it.� I�ll give it to you before you leave��

Ed looked down at his mug and
took a sip.� He had a feeling it was
going to go this way� �I told Al I wouldn�t stay out very late�� the boy
mumbled.� Alphonse didn�t like it that Ed
was taking all these �walks� at night, and that he didn�t want him to
come.� The blond had finally decided to
start taking walks when he wasn�t going to the colonel�s place and inviting Al
along.� It helped keep his brother from
worrying too much and from being suspicious.

�It�s already late,� the colonel murmured, running his fingers down Ed�s
back.�

�Yeah, but, I told him I
wouldn�t be gone long�� he stressed.� Al
had been particularly insistent tonight that Ed not go
anywhere, but the young alchemist had finally gotten his brother to back down
when he said he wouldn�t stay out too late.�
He just needed to think for a while, he�d said, and he felt the need to
be up moving too.

In short� he lied.

Ed hated having to lie to his
brother, but it was better than the alternative.�

Better than having him find
out�

�Well then,� the colonel
muttered unhappily, �I guess we�ll have to make this short��

The boy sighed and set the
mostly full mug on the end table.�
Mustang gulped down the rest of his beer, then tossed the bottle on the
floor before scooting closer to Ed.� He
reached down and began unbuckling Ed�s belt while pulling on the black tanktop with his other hand.�

�Take this off,� the colonel
murmured with a breathy urgency.

Ed�s heart beat quickly as he
pulled the tanktop over his head, and held it to his
chest for a moment. When he felt his zipper being pulled down, he tossed it
onto the floor.� If Mustang said to take
it off, then he�d better get rid of it�

When the older alchemist told
him to stand, Ed stood.� It was pretty routine� the colonel would tell him what to do and he�d do
it.� He supposed that he could not do
what he was told, but� what would happen if he did?�

Ed couldn�t believe that when
this all started he�d worried about Mustang telling anyone about what was going
on.� The man would probably be court
marshaled for having �sexual relations� with his subordinate if he was found
out.

And him� well, he�d probably
get in big trouble too, and he couldn�t have that.� He needed to be in the military so that he
could help Al�� If he didn�t do what
Mustang said�well, Ed wasn�t sure what would happen�maybe nothing�but could he
risk it?

The colonel slid the blond�s
pants down, and said with a lecherous grin, �You get sluttier
every day, you know that?� We just
started and you�re already at full attention.�

It isn�t like that... Ed thought.� I can�t
control my body...�

It wasn�t his fault it felt
good�

Even when it made him
nauseated, it still felt good�

He hated it.

The man touched Ed�s sex
briefly before moving his hands away and running his fingers lightly over the
rest of him.

�You like this don�t you?�
Mustang asked quietly, then continued, �Tell me how much you like it Ed.� Tell me you want me to touch you, to fuck
with you.�

The boy blushed and looked
away.� He despised it when he was asked
this; when the colonel wanted him to say he liked it� to ask for it�

He hadn�t been able to at
first.� In the beginning he�d just been
too embarrassed, but that had all changed when Mustang had bound him and kept
him aroused for almost an hour without any relief, until he said that he liked
it and begged for release.�

It had been one of the most
humiliating experiences in his life.�

For the next few times,
whenever the other alchemist had asked him if he liked it or told him to say
that he wanted it, if Ed didn�t respond then Mustang would �casually� mention
their little bondage session.

Ed had no desire to repeat
that.�

A little embarrassment was
better than total humiliation.

�Yes�� the boy whispered
softly.

�Yes what?�

Ed swallowed hard and admitted
quietly, shame and embarrassment filling his voice, �Yes, I like it�� He didn�t
have to look to know the man had a pleased expression on his face.

�It�s good when whores can
enjoy what they do,� Mustang mused, then lightly ran his finger along the boy�s
arousal.� The young alchemist cringed
inside at the words.� Why did the colonel
have to call him names?� Why did he have
to say things like that?�

Ed whimpered involuntarily when
the man moved his touch away from his need and to his face.� �You�re just so beautiful like this, you know
that?� the colonel murmured, caressing his cheek.

Tears sprang to the boy�s
eyes.� He didn�t want kindness or
tenderness; he just wanted the man to finish� finish and be done with him so he
could go away and try to forget about all of this.� When Mustang was loving and gentle towards
him it was just too confusing� and it hurt too much because he desperately
wanted someone to care for him� to be good to him�� but not like this.�

This wasn�t what he wanted; had
never been what he wanted. Yet this was what he had� and he despised the fact
that he was choosing this over nothing�

For this, he hated himself�

But here he was, standing naked
in front of this man, telling him how much he liked it� telling himself�

It was getting easier though�
easier to admit and a bit easier to ask, though not by much.� But it wasn�t supposed to get easier� was it?�
He wished it were all a lie, wished that part of him didn�t actually
want it, didn�t actually enjoy it� Shame flooded through him at the thought.

Mustang brushed his fingers
down Ed�s body until he reached the boy�s thigh, then stopped.� Ed glanced down at the man on the couch and
saw an expectant look in his eyes.� The
colonel was waiting for him to say it�

�Please�� he whimpered
softly.� Oh, how utterly mortifying this
was�

�Please what?� the older man
said, dragging the words out of the boy.

�I� please�� This part was worse than saying he liked
it.� Ed felt tears come to his eyes and
desperately wished them away.� �I��

A tear escaped his eye and
trickled slowly down his cheek.� Angry
with himself for still crying whenever he had to ask for it, Ed moved his hand
up to wipe the tear away, but Mustang grabbed his hand.�

�Leave it,� he murmured in a
low and quiet tone.� The boy glared
hatefully down at the other man, knowing that Mustang liked seeing him like
this.� �Now, Ed,� the colonel said. �Tell
me what you want me to do��

You mean, tell you what I think you want to do to me... he
thought bitterly, then said, �I want you to� to�� Blood rushed to his face and he looked away
before finishing, ��to touch me��

�I am touching you,� Mustang said, his voice dripping with
amusement.� Ed felt the man�s hand brush
down his leg then back up to his hip.�
�Perhaps you should be more specific.��
The young alchemist swallowed back the hurt frustration he was
feeling.� Usually those words were
enough, but sometimes the colonel liked to drag out his embarrassment.

�I want�you to� touch me� there�� he said vaguely, but it still
wasn�t enough.�

Mustang grabbed his chin,
turning his head to face forward.� The
blond averted his eyes to avoid looking at the man.� �Look at me, Ed,� the other alchemist
coaxed.� Slowly, he moved his gaze toward
the colonel.� �Now, be more specific,� Mustang whispered.

Another tear trickled down his
cheek as he worked up the courage to say what the man wanted.� He couldn�t� he just couldn�t� Why did it have to be like this?� He�d already
asked.� Mustang knew what he�d meant�

�Edward�� the dark-haired man
cooed. �Say it with me okay?�

No... I don�t want to...

��I want you to touch my cock� say it Ed� �cock��

For a moment he said nothing, then he repeated the words back in a dull, lifeless
tone.� He tried not to think of what he
was saying, tried to think about something else�

Mustang sighed, then said,
�That will do for now, but next time say it like you mean it.�

But I don�t... Ed thought, then sucked in a breath as the colonel
began fondling him.�

A thought flitted shamefully
through his mind�

But... I do.

Ed wanted to curl up into a
ball and cry, but he didn�t.� Instead, he
stood there, sniffling quietly while the colonel continued to touch him.� Hands moved over his body in a way that made
him want to throw up.

Mustang slid a hand behind the
boy�s neck and pulled on him so that he was bending down and forward a bit to where the man was sitting on the couch.� The colonel studied his face for a moment
before he moved his own forward and lightly kissed Ed on the lips.

The blond�s muscles tightened
even more than they had been.� Mustang
had kissed him before, but not on the lips and for some reason this felt even
more violating then being kissed anywhere else.

�Do you like that?� the older
alchemist asked, and frowned when Ed said nothing.

What could he say?�

He didn�t like it, but if he said that, what would Mustang do?�

Desperately, Ed cast his mind
about for a response that would be good enough, but before he could find
something, the colonel�s lips were once again on his.� He felt Mustang�s tongue move wetly across
his lips and the boy pressed them tightly together.

It felt really... gross...
Mustang pulled back just enough so that their lips weren�t touching and his
lips felt a bit cold from the air touching the cooling saliva.� What he really wanted to do was wipe his
mouth with the back of his hand.

�Ed...� the colonel
breathed.� �Don�t press your lips
together.�� When he didn�t comply right
away, Mustang made a sound of exasperation and growled, �Ed?�

Unhappy about the command, but
not knowing what else to do, Ed relaxed his mouth and jerked slightly when he
felt a large tongue enter his mouth.� He
tried to pull away, but Mustang�s hand behind his head kept him in place.

Ed whimpered.� Not only was it nasty to have someone else�s
tongue in his mouth, but it was hard to breathe and...� Mustang pulled away breathing heavily and
licking his lips.� With a slight smile,
he said, �You taste pretty good.�

Ed ran a hand over his mouth
and blanched at the statement.� He didn�t
think the colonel tasted good at all.�
The man tasted like beer and he could slightly taste the remnants of
whatever Mustang had eaten for dinner.�
He wanted to go spit in the sink to get the taste and the feel of the
foreign spit out of his mouth.

�Now, kiss me the way I kissed
you,� Mustang said.

Ed looked away for a moment in
mortification.� He didn�t want to.� It was disgusting and it made him even sicker
to his stomach.

�Ed...� the colonel murmured in
a tone that said he expected to be obeyed.�
Swallowing hard, the boy turned, leaned down, and hesitantly pressed his
lips against Mustang�s.� He left them
there for a moment before tentatively sticking his tongue out and pressing it
against the man�s lips.� They parted
easily and Ed stuck his tongue in the colonel�s mouth.�

After a few moments, Mustang
pulled back and looked at Ed with an amused smile.� �That was the worst kiss I�ve ever had.�� The boy looked away in angry
humiliation.� He hadn�t even wanted to do
it in the first place...

Mustang pulled him forward and
kissed his neck before whispering in his ear, �Don�t worry.�� Another kiss on his collar
bone.� �I�ll teach you.�� Ed could feel the man�s lips brushing to his
throat.� �I�m going to teach you all
kinds of things.�� Another
kiss in the hollow of his neck.�
�This will be good practice for when you�re older.�

The colonel pulled back and
gave Ed a conceited smile.� �You should
thank me.� You�re going to be way ahead
of the game.� You�ll be a fantastic lover
when other people your age are only starting out.�

Ed frowned, not sure what to
say to what the colonel was telling him.�
When he remained quiet, Mustang pulled him down to the couch and began
touching and kissing him.� Swallowing
hard, Ed could only look away in shame and hope that it would all be over
soon.�

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