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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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Blissful Ignorance:�
*nods* I think the whole situation is just sad.� I really felt like it was important to show a
little of where Mustang was coming from (not that I�m saying it makes what he
does okay, but yeah�)� TrulyWished:�
Yeah, Ed is still so young, he really doesn�t understand...� kikiko:� Thanks for the encouragement.� Yeah the story does bother me, but it nags at
me to be written heh.�
pheonixofthenight101:� Thank you.� Sorry this didn�t come out sooner.� tati1:� *chuckles* actually Roy has been burning all her stuff and that�s
what the ashes are (and also why there�s a smoky smell in the apartment).� That would be pretty creepy if it were her
ashes though, would it? heh� IZZY and his PC: Well,
kind of apologized.� I think he wanted
to, but couldn�t.� dana:� My view (though not completely represented in
the chapter) on it is that his father was abusing him physically and sexually,
and his mother was abusing him verbally and emotionally.� So you are correct in part. Onyxlight:� Thank you.

The Sound of Silence

Chapter Five

Something New

�Let�s
try something new,� Roy
murmured.

Ed�s eyes
widened slightly and he swallowed hard.�

New?

What did
he mean by new?

The colonel
pulled his head way from licking one of Ed�s nipples and grinned when he saw
the surprise on the boy�s face.� The
thirteen-year-old yelled out in surprise when he was suddenly pushed roughly off
the couch and onto the floor.�

�Lie down
on your back and put this under your lower back,� Mustang ordered, and tossed
Ed a cushion from the couch.

He did as
he was told and watched the man searched in the drawer of one of the end tables
for a moment before pulling out a bottle.�
Mustang looked at it for a moment, then to Ed before kneeling on the
floor.�

�What�s
that?� he asked a bit nervously.� �New�
things weren�t always �good� things�

Instead
of answering him, the colonel said, �Don�t worry about it; just lay your head
down.�� With his heart pounding in his
chest, Ed did as he was told.� He heard a
wet squeezing sound, and a moment later he felt something cold touch the
opening on his�

He gasped,
and lifted his upper body to look at Mustang again.� �What are you doing?� he asked in shock.

The dark-haired
man only grinned and lifted his other hand to fondle the boy�s genitals.� The young teen�s eyes widened when he felt
Mustang�s finger push into him and he scooted away.� That did not
feel good at all��

The colonel
frowned in irritation and said, �Ed come back here.� It�s just going to be one finger.�

The
blond�s eyes flitted to Mustang�s hand.�
The man�s fingers weren�t exactly the smallest in the world�

Ed shook
his head vigorously.� He�d really rather
not� That just wasn�t somewhere you put
things�

�Ed�� Mustang growled, scooting the cushion and
crawling toward the boy, �I just want you to start getting used to something
there.��

�No, I
don�t want it,� the boy cried fearfully.�
Why would he want to get used to having something there?� He couldn�t imagine getting used to that��
It hurt�just that little bit stung� �He didn�t even want to think of what a whole
finger would feel like�

The colonel
grabbed Ed�s leg, pulled his bottom up and pushed the cushion under him.
�You�re being ridiculous about this.�
It�s only one finger.�

The
thirteen-year-old wanted to scoot further away, but there was really no where
else to go.� �Please.� I don�t want it.� Let�s do something else instead.� I could give you a blowjob if you wanted,� Ed
pleaded, frantically trying to get out of this situation.�

Truthfully,
he hated taking the other man in his mouth.�

The first
time had been a horrible experience.

Just the
thought of having another man�s penis in his mouth had been bad enough� but
then there had been the taste and Mustang�s commentary.�� The colonel had taken to telling Ed exactly what he was doing wrong, and
being none too nice about it.� After the
man had finally climaxed, he�d forced Ed to swallow the stuff, then told him
that it had been the worst blow job of his life.�

For
nearly two months after that, every time they�d gotten together Mustang had him
do it again, and Ed had worked hard to improve.�
He�d thought that, perhaps, if he got good enough, then he wouldn�t have
to do it as often� He hated the act with a passion, but the colonel�s harsh
comments and insults were just as bad�

And of
course, he�d been right.� As he improved
the man hadn�t required him to �practice� as often.� He�d wanted to teach Ed other things�

But no
matter how much he hated giving oral sex; Ed disliked the idea of something up
his ass even more.

�You still
can�t give a descent blow job, Ed.� Why
would I want that in exchange?� Now hold still!�

Ed
gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut when he felt Mustang touch the
opening again.�

�Relax,�
the colonel commanded.� The younger
alchemist tried, but as soon as the man began to push his finger into him, Ed
tensed up even more.� In exasperation,
Mustang repeated, �Relax.� It will be better if you relax.�

But try
as he might, he couldn�t.� The stinging
had turned into fiery pain and the young teen felt tears form in his eyes.� �It hurts�please��

�You�re
being a baby about this,� Mustang growled, then murmured softly, �You really are tight aren�t you�?�

A small
sob escaped the short alchemist and he cried, �Just stop!� I don�t want this!� It hurts!��
Then in desperation Ed yelled, �I�ll kick you if you don�t stop!��

The colonel�s
probing stopped for a moment and Ed cracked open his eyes.� Anger filled Mustang�s features and the man
said in calm irritation, �Kick me, and you can say good-bye to that information
you wanted.�

Ed�s heart
beat fast in his chest.� Lose the
information?� That wasn�t fair� The boy
wiped the tears from his face and thought of Al.�

He had to
do this�

For his brother�

He had
to.

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

Ed sat up
in fear and panic.

�Are you
okay?� a voice asked him in worry.

The
thirteen-year-old moved a shaky gaze to where his brother was sitting on the
other train seat.�

Train?

The
movement of the train forced its way into Ed�s senses.� Yes�train� he was on a train� and the voice
had been Al�s�

The boy
sighed in relief and laid back down before resting his
arm over his eyes.

A dream then�

�Brother�?�
Alphonse asked in concern.

Ed
wiggled his fingers and said with forced cheerfulness, �I�m fine.� Probably just ate some bad food or
something.�

Truthfully,
he wasn�t fine.

Not at all.

The dream
had already faded, but the feelings remained.�
When Ed had nightmares, they were usually one of two things.

The night
he tried to transmute his mother�

�and Colonel Mustang.

The first
type always left him feeling scared and guilty, while the second kind generally
left him feeling sick to his stomach and ashamed.�

He wasn�t
sure which one was worse.� ��

�You
shouldn�t eat so much.� I keep telling
you that, but you don�t listen,� Al chided, then said, �Do you want me to get
you anything to drink?� You look really
pale��

Ed
sighed, then sat up.�
�No� I�ll be fine, really.�� He
forced a big smile on his face.� �You
just worry way too much, Al.�

Alphonse
really did worry too much.�

He shouldn�t have to worry... He�s
suffered enough.� I just want him to be
happy... Ed
thought sadly.�

�How about a game of cards?� Ed asked cheerfully.�
He didn�t want to be depressed around Al.� His brother deserved better from him�

�Only if you won�t cheat!� Al declared, taking a pack of cards out of their bag.

�What?� Me?�
Cheat?� Whatever! You just happen to have bad luck!� Ed said with a
grin.� Or maybe it�s me that happens to have bad luck, and you just happened
to be in the way... �I could beat you at cards blindfolded,� he pronounced
as his brother began dealing out the cards.�
I can�t have you getting anymore
consequences of my bad luck Al... That�s why I�ll do anything... anything... to get things right.� I�ll even let the colonel...

�Brother?�
Al said, and Ed looked up.� �Are you
alright?�

�Of
course,� he lied. �Why?�

�Because
you�re crying��

Ed
blinked and swiped a hand at his face.�

Tears�

He hadn�t
realized�

The blond
scrubbed at his face and shrugged.� �Must be allergies.�
That�s probably why I�m not feeling well.� Come on Al, I�m not crying.�� Yes I
am. ��It�s just my eyes
watering.� It might even be from me just
waking up.� I�m sorry Al. ��You remember that happening to you when you
were little, right?� I don�t want you to
see me cry...

Al
thought about it for a moment, then nodded, �Yeah, kind of, but it�s fuzzy.�

Ed picked
up his cards and said lightly, �Don�t worry about it.� When we get your body back it will happen
again, no big deal.�

It�s no big deal...

All of it...

It�s not a big deal...

Really...

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

�Brother?�

Ed turned
over in his bed and opened his eyes.� He
hadn�t been able to get any sleep at all, and now Al talking to him was just
going to make it worse�� What?� he growled
miserably.

�Are you
still awake?�

�No, I�m
sleep talking, what do you think?� the boy answered back testily.�

�Why did
you do that today?�

�Do
what?� Ed asked, feigning ignorance.�

He heard
a hollow grunted sound of irritation through the darkness, then, �You know what
I mean.�

Ed
sighed.� Yes, he did know, but� how could
he explain to Al�?� �I don�t know��

�You
don�t know?� You could have gotten
yourself killed!�� There was a note of
anger in his younger brother�s voice.

�I�m
sorry�� he mumbled, and he meant it� at least, a part of him did�

�Why do
you keep doing crazy things like that?��
The question had more worry than anger this time.

What
could he say?� That he wanted to die?� No�� He
couldn�t say that. �Not to Alphonse.

Ed knew
he had to keep on living.� He had to, for
Al.� But� But
there was still a part of him that just didn�t want to anymore; couldn�t handle it. There was just so much stress on him all
the time�

Didn�t
anyone notice?�

Didn�t
anyone care?

�Well?� Alphonse
pressured.�

�Oh, come
on Al, you know I�d never purposefully put myself in danger,� Ed lied, then turned his back to his brother.� He felt so guilty.� How could he do that to Al?� His brother needed him� but he hadn�t been
able to stop himself today.� He�d
purposefully put himself in danger.� He�d
been reckless.�

Sometimes
he just wanted to give up.� Take the easy
way out.� Al could find the stone without
him� could find a way to do what needed to be done.� His brother was just as smart as he was.� There was no reason why he wouldn�t be able
to do it alone.�

The boy
pulled the blanket more tightly over himself.�

Selfish.

He was
being so selfish.

Al
deserved better from him.� What was a
little� sex� compared to what his brother had to deal with?� He was being stupid� Why did he feel the way
he did?� Why couldn�t he just push aside
all the negative feelings and just enjoy what was happening and leave it at that?� It
was supposed to be enjoyable� that�s
what the colonel often said� but�

If that
was true, why did he feel so dirty inside?�
Why did he feel depressed and used?�
If it was a good thing, then why
did he feel so ashamed?� Why did he have
nightmares, and why did he cry when no one was around?

Why was
he so confused?

This
whole trip� he hadn�t been able to get that
thing out of his mind� what Mustang had done to him before they�d left� He
hadn�t understood at first, why the colonel would want him to get used to
something so strange.�

Ed buried
his face in his pillow.�

I�m so dumb... he thought.

After
he�d left, when he�d had time to actually think about it, that was when he�d
realized it� realized that Mustang planned to eventually enter him there and
use him like a�

He pushed
the thought away.� He didn�t want to
think about it� but the thought of Mustang pushing his finger inside of him
wouldn�t go away.� Ed felt blood rush to
his cheeks in humiliation.� What if Al
ever found out what was going on?� He�d
never be able to face his brother again.�

But
they�d needed that information�

Suddenly,
the boy felt anger fill him.� Mustang had
dangled those documents in front of his nose, then
threatened to take them away if he didn�t cooperate.� He�d never threatened not to give him what
he�d offered before�� It just wasn�t
fair!� Perhaps he should have kicked the other man.�
Ed wasn�t sure if the pain had been worth it or not.� This lead was going nowhere fast.� ��

And of
course, it wasn�t only the pain that
bothered him.� Through the whole thing,
the colonel had taunted him, telling Ed what a baby he was being and how he�d
never get Al�s body back if he wasn�t willing to do what was necessary...� Those words hurt, and the pain from that
still lingered long after the physical pain had faded.

�You�re
always so reckless brother�� Alphonse
whispered softly.

�I
know!� I�m sorry!� What else do you want me to say?� the young
teen cried in frustration.� �I won�t do
it again!�

�That�s
what you say every time!� his brother
yelled back.

Ed sat up
and growled, �Stop nagging at me,
Al!� I said I was sorry, so just drop it already!�

In the
silence that followed, Ed passed a hand over his eyes and sighed.� He didn�t want to fight with his brother� he
should just apologize� Al was worried, and it wasn�t right to make him worry��I�m
sorry Al� I know you�re worried�� he mumbled.

�No� I�m
sorry.� I know you don�t mean to be
reckless�� Alphonse answered quietly.

Ed sighed
wearily, then got out of bed and dragged his pillow and blanket over to where
Al was sitting on the floor.� �Can I
sleep with you?� he whispered.� Maybe
he�d be able to get some sleep if he was with his brother�

He heard
a creaking noise and knew that Al had turned his head.� �But wouldn�t you be warmer on the bed?�

The boy
shrugged, then realized his brother probably didn�t see it in the darkness, so
he said, �It�s kinda hot in here anyway��

When Al
agreed, Ed crawled into the small open space that was made when the armor�s
legs were bent and snuggled up to his brother.�
The metal did feel cold, but it was comforting in a way.

He felt
safe.

Protected.

Nothing
bad could happen to him here, because Al never slept.� Al would protect him.� And in turn, Ed would protect Al�.

�No
matter what.

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