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A/N:� This chapter gets a little... intense�� Just a small warning in
advance for anyone who might be a bit sensitive to this issue to begin with.� Tissues might be a nice thing to have close,
and maybe a light-hearted fanfiction to read after
this...

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The
Sound of Silence

Chapter Six

Rage

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Ed climbed onto the large pile of bricks and surveyed the damage
to the city.� It wasn�t�that�bad�� It could be worse�

�Brother...� Al moaned.�
�You�ve destroyed more than half the city��

Ed chewed lightly on his lower lip.� More than half the city� He was so screwed.� Fear pricked at his heart and he felt
slightly sick to his stomach.�

Mustang was not going to
like this�

�Oh, it�s not a big deal, Al,� the fourteen-year-old said, forcing
an �I don�t care about it� tone.

�But, brother��

�But nothin�, Al.� These people needed new buildings
anyway.� Who better to pay for it than
the military?�

His brother turned to face him.�
�Brother!� I can�t believe you�re
taking this so lightly!� he chided.

I�m not... �That�s because it�s
not a big deal.� Mustang will be so
mad...� �Mustang will just piss and
moan about it for a while, that�s all.�� Don�t make me go back, Al...� The teenager silently pleaded; but of course
Al only heard the words Ed spoke.

�You�re so irresponsible!� Alphonse shouted in exasperation.�

�Yeah, yeah, yeah.�
I�ll just explain it all to him before I give him the report,� Ed
muttered, climbing down off the brick pile.�
�Talk down the damage, you know.�
Besides, it isn�t like it was all my fault.� Come
on.�� Ed waved to his brother to follow him.� �Let�s go back to the hotel and we can sleep
on it until tomorrow.�

I�m just putting off
the inevitable...

�No way!� You�re
supposed to report to the colonel by Thursday.�
If we don�t leave now, then you�ll be late.� You don�t want to make him even angrier, do
you?�

No...

�Oh, Al, don�t be ridiculous.�
It will be fine,� Ed said, and started off toward the hotel, but his
brother grabbed him and started carrying him toward the station.

�Put me down, Al!�

�No!� You�re being
irresponsible again.� It�s my job to make
sure you do what you�re supposed to.�

�Since when?� Ed growled, giving up the fight.� It was no use.� He�d let Al have his way.� Then his brother would feel like he was able
to contribute more�

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

The sun had just disappeared behind the horizon when Ed pulled
open one of the large doors to the main military building in East City.� People were walking past him on their way
home.� It was done.� They had put in their time and now they�d go
home and�

And what?

What did normal people
do with their time?� Ed couldn�t say. �He�d never been normal...

His feet felt heavy, as if blocks of lead were tied to them, and
he desperately wanted to wait until morning. �But it was Thursday, and he was supposed to
report in today.� Waiting until tomorrow
would only make it worse�

The teenager shifted his written report to his other hand before
pressing the call button for the elevator.�
As he waited, Ed listened idly to the echoing footsteps and voices of
the few remaining people in the building�s large foyer.�

There was a �ping� noise and the elevator doors opened.� He was about to step inside when a woman�s
voice called out, �Edward!�� The small
alchemist put a hand out to stop the doors from closing, then
turned around to see Lieutenant Hawkeye walking quickly toward him with a thick
folder.�

�Are you going to see the colonel?� she asked.

When he nodded, the blonde woman held the folder out to him and
asked, �Could you give this to him?� I
have a dinner appointment, and I don�t want to be late.�

Ed grinned and took the folder.�
�Ooooh, a date?��

She returned his grin and nodded.�
�Be sure to tell him to lock up when he leaves.� Everyone else has already gone home for the
night.�

His smile slipped a little at that.�

Everyone was already gone�?

She moved to leave, then stopped.� �And Edward, I�d recommend not getting sassy
with him today.� General Hakuro called him into his office for some sort of meeting
earlier today and he�s been really uptight since then.�

Ed nodded and watched her go with a sinking feeling in his
stomach.� Everyone was already gone, and
the man was upset� Not exactly the best two combinations.

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

Ed knocked on the door and when he didn�t immediately hear
anything he hurriedly turned around and started away; but moments later he heard
the door open and a voice said flatly, �Don�t even
think about it.�

Ed stopped, disappointment filling him, but didn�t turn
around.� Mustang didn�t sound very happy
to see him� he couldn�t already know�
could he?� Ed didn�t think so, but�

Turning around, the teen forced a smile on his face, and raised a
hand. �Yo! Old man!�
I thought maybe you�d gone home for the night!� he lied.� When his commanding officer simply stared at
him, Ed�s false smile faded.

�Inside.� Now,�
Mustang ordered coldly, then walked into the office.

Ed flinched at the older man�s tone, but did as he was told.� Might as well get this over with�� As he walked into the office, he passed the colonel,
who shut the door after Ed was completely inside.� The blond swallowed hard as the taller man
pulled a key out and locked the door.�

It wasn�t as if he couldn�t use his alchemy to leave, if he really
wanted to� it was just� the principle of
the thing�� Even though no one was
around, Mustang wanted to make sure they weren�t disturbed.

It was then that the smell hit his senses and he stopped cold.

Alcohol.

The man had been drinking...

Drinking at work�

It wasn�t beer either.� It
was that other stuff the colonel only drank when something bad happened, or
when he was really upset�� And even then,
that only happened rarely.

�Well?� the older alchemist growled, pulling him out of his
thoughts.

Ed swallowed hard and made his way toward the two couches that
were in the middle of the room, but when he was about to sit on one, Mustang
said, �You don�t have permission to sit, Fullmetal.�

Sighing, he straightened and watched the colonel walk toward his
desk.� Instead of sitting in his chair,
Mustang half sat, half leaned on the front of the desk, then
held out his hand.� For a moment, Ed
wasn�t sure what he was supposed to do, then he remembered his report and the
documents Hawkeye had given him to take to the colonel.

He handed the lieutenant�s information over first.� Mustang looked down at it and asked, �What�s
this?�

Ed cleared his throat and said, �Hawkeye asked me to bring it to
you.�

The dark haired man�s eyes narrowed.� �I thought you said that you thought I�d gone
home.�

�Oh, well�� he scrambled to find an excuse, �If I saw you� she
told me to give it to you if you were still here��

Anger flashed across Mustang�s face as he tossed the folder on his
desk.� �The lieutenant knew I was working late, Ed.��

Ed thought of saying something, but nothing he could think of
would help him cover his lie, so he said nothing.

When Mustang held out his hand again, Ed sighed heavily and handed
over the report.� He expected the man to
begin reading it, but instead the colonel simply tapped the folder against his leg
and stared at him.� Though the colonel
looked calm, Ed knew him well enough to know rage was bubbling hot beneath the
surface.�

�What happened?� Mustang asked quietly.

Ed started giving the story he�d worked up, skirting easily around
the parts he�d rather Mustang read than hear directly from him.� It wasn�t that he was lying... not really� just... not giving the whole truth...

Suddenly he stopped when the colonel stepped forward and
backhanded him hard across the face, leaving a stinging sensation that spread
painfully over his skin.� Stunned, Ed
blinked back tears of pain and gently laid a hand on his cheek.

�What the hell was that
for?� Ed yelled, anger and pain lacing together in his voice.

�For not telling me the truth,� Mustang growled.� �Now start over.��

He scowled at his commanding officer, but dropped his hand and
started in a different spot.� When
Mustang started another slap, Ed was ready and grabbed the man�s hand with
his.� Unfortunately, the colonel had
anticipated this and was already swinging his other hand.�

After being backhanded a second time, the teen furiously threw
Mustang�s hand aside and raged, �If you already knew what happened, why the hell
did you want me to tell you anything?�
It�s all in that damned report, so why don�t you read that?�

�Fuck the report!� the colonel yelled savagely, and threw the
folder against the wall, making the papers scatter over the floor.� �I wanted to hear it from your own lips!� Do you know how much trouble this is causing me, you little shit!�

�I don�t care!� Ed yelled back.�
�It wasn�t all
my fault anyway, so why don�t you just fuck off!� You can�t just
start hitting me whenever you want,
you know!� I want you to just leave me
alone!��

Except for his heavy breathing, there was silence in the
office.� Ed�s whole body was trembling
and he thought he was going to be sick.�
How long had he wanted to tell Mustang to leave him alone?� And now he�d just said it��

�I just want you to leave me alone�� he whispered again.

The colonel�s eyes closed for a moment, and when he opened them
again Ed could see the black orbs flash with suppressed anger.� Mustang pushed himself away from the desk and
slowly advanced on his short subordinate.

Ed swallowed hard, but stood his ground.� Now that he�d said it, he wouldn�t unsay
it.� When the dark haired man took a hold
of his chin, Ed shook the man�s hand off, but instantly Mustang grabbed it
again, this time more roughly.�

�You listen to me�� the man hissed. ��I�ll do whatever the fuck I want with you.�

Ed�s eyes narrowed with hate.�
�Get your hands off of me, or I swear I�ll show you what kind of damage
my automail could do to your face.�

Instead of complying, Mustang went on as if he hadn�t said
anything.� �Do you know why I�ll do whatever I want with
you?� Because, if you
don�t cooperate with me, some very interested parties are going to learn about
a certain human transmutation and a very unique soul attachment.�

The young teen stiffened and he whispered, �You wouldn�t��

�Do you want to try me�?�

Angrily, Ed pushed the dark-haired man away and yelled, �If you
tell anyone about that, I�ll tell them about what you�ve been doing with me!��

He hadn�t really thought about what he was saying until it was
said; and when he realized what he�d just threatened, Ed felt the blood drain
from his face.� Truthfully, he didn�t
know if he�d be able to go through with it, but maybe Mustang wouldn�t know
that�

The other alchemist smirked and said, �Oh really?� Go ahead.�
Tell.� No one will believe you
Ed.� I�ll just tell everyone that you�ve
been propositioning me, and you�re spreading lies about me because I refused
you.� Who do you think people will
believe?� Me, an adult, a colonel, who everyone knows
is very much into women, or you� a
teenage brat who is only smart when
it comes to books, has a very explosive personality, and is willing to lie when it suits him best��

Ed felt tears come to his eyes and he tried in vain to force them
away.� They�d believe the colonel� of
course�� Mustang was right.� No one would believe him. �No one would believe that the colonel had ever
done anything indecent with him� no one would believe�

�But then, none of that would matter once they learned about what
you and your brother have done.� They�ll
haul Alphonse off like a prized sample to some lab, just like they would have
done with the Tucker girl.�

Ed�s lower lip trembled slightly at the colonel�s words.� He couldn�t let that happen to his younger
brother.� He just
couldn�t� not like Nina�

�You bastard,� he said, and a sob broke from him. �You bastard.�

Mustang stepped forward, grabbed Ed�s
chin again, and tilted the boy�s face up toward him.� �You see, I know you�re a very talented
fighter, and if you wanted to you could probably beat me at hand to hand combat
where no alchemy was involved.� Hell,
you�re a talented alchemist and you can do amazing things with your hands�� At
the last few words, Mustang grinned lecherously for a moment, then let it slip before continuing.� �But� I have the upper hand, because I have
the knowledge and knowledge is power.� If
I were you, I�d just take your punishment like a good boy and stop giving me
problems.�

Mustang let go of Ed�s face and the boy hung his head in defeat.� It wasn�t fair.� He�d finally been able to tell the man to
leave him alone� The boy�s lower lip trembled slightly and he fought to keep
the pain inside.� Mustang did have the upper hand.� Ed couldn�t let anything happen to Al, and
even if he did tell someone about him
and the colonel, no one would believe him.

�Now,� the colonel muttered. �Give me your belt.�

Ed lifted his head and looked at the man.

His belt?

When the young teen only stood there and stared, Mustang said,
�Your belt.� I mean it.� Pull down your pants too.�

It was then that a thought entered his brain and he felt a cold
chill run through him.� �What� what are
you going to do with it�?�� Ed asked
nervously, hoping he was wrong.

�What do you think, Edward?�
If you�re going to behave like a child, then you�re going to get
punished like one,� Mustang responded flatly, then said
quietly, �Your belt� now.�

With trembling fingers, Ed unbuckled the wide, heavy belt and
pulled it slowly through the belt loops.�
He could hear a faint hissing sound as leather slid against leather.� He held it in his hands and looked at it for
a moment.� Every part of him screamed at
him to either run away or fight� and hadn�t he been doing just that for the past
two years?� Every time he and Al went on
a mission, they fought or fled.� It had
become a part of him.

But now he couldn�t.

For Al.

He would do anything for
Al.

Hesitantly, Ed held the belt out for the taller man to take.� Mustang looked at it for a moment, grabbed
it, then whispered, �Now your pants.�

As Ed began undoing his pants, the colonel walked around his desk,
and sat in his chair.� The boy looked at
the man for a moment, then walked over to him before
hesitantly letting his undone pants fall to his ankles.�

Blood rushed to his face, and he looked away in
embarrassment.� This was just so
humiliating� Ed didn�t have to see Mustang�s face to know the other man would
be running his eyes over his exposed body. �The boy�s eyes flitted to the colonel when he
was grabbed around the waist and pulled closer.

�Over my knees,� Mustang commanded in a tight voice.

Ed hesitated and looked away.�

He didn�t want to�

Please don�t...� the boy begged silently.

Suddenly, the colonel grabbed Ed�s hair and savagely pulled his
head forward, yelling, �Now, you
little son-of-a-bitch!�

He yelped and quickly scrambled over the sitting man�s knees.� Tears formed in his eyes from the pain in his
head and from the degrading way he was being treated, but all of that was
forgotten when his belt was brought down against his bare skin.�

Ed screamed in surprise at the sudden excruciating pain.� His fingers bit into the colonel�s pants and
he pressed his face against the man�s leg trying to hold back any more
reactions.� He�d known pain before.� The automail surgery was definitely a
horrible example� and of course getting his limbs reattached was almost just as
bad, but that pain was different.� That
was a dull hard pain that just drained you...�

This pain�

This was sharp and hot. �It
stung like nothing he�d ever experienced.�
Ed clamped his teeth together as the next blow came.� If he had been properly warned, he knew he
wouldn�t have screamed.� Now though� now
he refused to yell.�

Tears flowed freely down his eyes as the belt hit him again and
again, not only on his rear, but also on the back of the top part of his legs.� Suddenly, Mustang angrily flung the belt
across the room, then grabbed onto Ed�s boots and, one by one, pulled them off,
followed by the dark leather pants.

�Now, get up!� he growled viciously.

With a small whimper, Ed slid off of the colonel�s knees and got
shakily to his feet.� He felt something
hot and wet trickle down his leg.�
Without looking at it, the young teen gingerly swiped his hand over the
burning skin and brought it up to see.

Blood.

Ed thought that perhaps he should feel worried or upset in some
way, but he didn�t.� He didn�t feel
anything.� Blandly, the fourteen-year-old
brought his gaze up to meet Mustang�s eyes.�

�Do you understand what that was for?� Mustang asked
furiously.�

Maybe� Ed thought vaguely,
but said nothing.

�That was for your fucking recklessness!� It was for all the trouble you�ve caused me, and most of all, it was for lying to me!�� The man was practically screaming into Ed�s
face. �Then suddenly Mustang became very
calm.�

It was scary to see how suddenly it happened.�

The colonel stood up and pushed the chair away before forcing Ed
to lie face down on the desk.� He didn�t
even try to resist� what was the point�?

�And now, Edward� this is for trying to go back on our
agreement.� You said you wouldn�t tell
anyone, and I did too.� Doesn�t your word
mean anything to you?� I thought we had a
deal� you�ve really let me down Ed.� All
this time I thought I could trust you� and now you do this�� Why do you always have to be such a fucking disappointment?�

As hard as Ed tried to hold it back, a sob broke from him.� It wasn�t true.� His word did
mean something to him� and� and� he was a disappointment?� Ed couldn�t say why exactly, but that hurt in
a way he couldn�t even begin to describe.�

The sound of a cap snapping met his ears, then
almost instantly a lubed finger was shoved roughly up his ass.� Ed�s eyes widened and he sucked in a sharp
breath.� The burning inside of him
throbbed painfully in sync with the stinging from the spanking.�

�No!� Please�� Ed whimpered,
but Mustang ignored him and moments later the blond felt another finger
forcefully invading him.� Ed gritted his
teeth and squeezed his eyes shut against the pain.�

It had been more than a year since the colonel had started
sticking his fingers inside of him, but in all that time Mustang had only
gotten two fingers in without causing pain.�
Even then, that was only after lots of stretching and preparation.� A few times Mustang had gotten three in, but
that never happened without discomfort and a lot of pain.�

This though� Ed felt sweat trickle down his body from the
strain.� This was fast and hard.� He could feel the man�s fingers moving
roughly inside of him, trying to quickly stretch him out.� When a third finger was added, a tortured
groan slipped from him and he pressed his forehead against the desk in an
effort to stop any more sounds from escaping.

Suddenly the fingers were pulled out and Ed exhaled in sharp
relief.� It only took a few seconds for
him to wish Mustang was still doing his rough preparation.� When he felt the head of the colonel�s large
penis touch his opening, the young teen felt cold panic shoot through him.

He�d had nightmares about the day when the colonel would finally
try to have sex with him this way� of course in all his dreams, Mustang had
been slow and careful about it� the way he�d been with the fingers all that
time... even then, that was enough to cause him to wake in a cold sweat.�

The older man�s penis was thick and long, and
definitely bigger than three fingers� Ed had never been sure how Mustang
thought he�d be able to fit it in such a small space� but now� this� he�d never
imagined something like this�

Ed fearfully opened his mouth to say something, perhaps to beg for
mercy, but he never got a chance.� The
older alchemist grabbed the boy�s hips tightly and brutally thrust himself
inside Ed�s small body.� The words he�d meant
to say came out as an agonized scream.

New tears formed in his eyes as his muscles tightened against this
cruel and unnatural invasion.� The pain
was� tight� and� stinging� and� indescribable.�
His young mind fought against believing what was happening, but his body
refused to be ignored.� It wasn�t only
the inside that hurt.� After forcing his
way in, Mustang had stopped moving, but the friction between the colonel and
his tender skin caused a burning that wouldn�t go away.

Tears streamed down Ed�s face and, try as he might to prevent it,
a small sob burst from him when the other alchemist tightened his grip on his
hips and began pounding into him.� With
each stabbing thrust, the blond had to hold back the scream of anguish and pain
that threatened to come out.� He wouldn�t
give the man the satisfaction of hearing him scream again.

Suddenly, Mustang stopped and brought his lips close to Ed�s
ear.� �Never again, Ed!� the man breathed fiercely. This was followed by
another thrust.� �You will not threaten me with that ever again!�� Another thrust.� �Do you understand?�� When Ed didn�t answer, the colonel grabbed
the boy�s hair, yanked his head back and yelled, �Answer me, you fucking little
whore!��

�YES!� Ed screamed
loudly.� He hadn�t meant for it to come
out that way, but what little control he had was rapidly slipping away.� Mustang released the boy�s head with a push
and his forehead slammed against the desk. �The colonel thrust one last time, and he could
hear the man breathing hard as he ejaculated inside of him.

They stayed that way for several moments; the sound of Mustang�s
harsh breathing echoed in his head as the office swayed in his vision.� His head pounded and the desk seemed to move
beneath him in a way that made him want to throw up.� His rear and legs burned from the beating and
from the colonel pounding and rubbing against them.�

And inside� Inside his body� he felt� �It was� hot and stinging and there was this
pressure�

Excruciating pain�

There was no other way to describe it�

A sob escaped from him as Mustang slowly pulled out.� This was worse than any nightmare he�d ever
had��

Wet stickiness from inside dribbled down his legs, causing
stinging lines in his already burning flesh.� He heard a drawer open and suddenly a box of
tissues was placed unceremoniously on the desk beside him.

�Clean up and get the hell out of here.� Just looking at you disgusts me.�

Ed swallowed hard at the cruel words, and tried to hide the pain
they caused, tried to hold himself back from breaking
down completely.� He had to leave� had to
get away�� He pushed himself off the
desk, stood on wobbly legs, and grabbed a tissue from the box. The first tissue
revealed lube, semen and blood.� The boy
thought that perhaps he should feel alarmed.�
This blood wasn�t coming from the beating�

But he didn�t�

He felt nothing�

After cleaning up the best he could, the blond looked down at his
boots and pants in the tired realization that he�d have to bend over to pick them up��
His lower lip trembled as he slowly reached down for his pants, trying
hard to ignore the new pain his body was registering.� Gingerly, he slipped on the clothes and
grimaced as the rough fabric slid over his tender skin.� Ed stuffed his feet in his boots, and walked
over to where his belt was laying on the floor.�

He didn�t want to pick it up� didn�t even want to touch it� but�
Al would wonder why he didn�t have his belt on� and someone was bound to notice
it lying there� then they�d wonder why it was there, and�

Ed slowly bent and picked it up.�
A torrent of emotions raged inside of him as he lightly ran his fingers
over the leather, but he didn�t feel any of them.� They crashed against the temporary mental
barrier he�d constructed to keep him sane until he could get home� until he was
safe��

Blankly, he threaded the belt through the loops on his pants, then began crossing the office toward the door.� The boy looked at the colonel, who had gulped
down whatever alcohol had been left in the bottle he�d been drinking from.� The man was now sleeping deeply on one of the
couches, oblivious to his subordinate.�

Ed stood beside the couch for a moment, numbly looking down at the
dark haired man.� His head turned back to
the desk where he knew the colonel kept the short, knife-like letter opener� He
coldly calculated the benefits and drawbacks of murdering the man before
deciding against it.�

It wouldn�t work.�

Mustang�s �gifts� provided him with a lot of information that he
wouldn�t be able to get from anyone else.�
Besides that he�d probably get caught� and what about Al?� Not only could he not bear his brother
knowing that he�d killed someone, but he wouldn�t be able to help him get his
body back if he were in prison�

No�

It would never work�

He decided this must be part of his punishment for his sin� what
he�d done was terrible, and Ed supposed that it was only fitting that the path
to making things right was also terrible�

Besides�

Ed didn�t think he�d actually be able to kill someone� even
someone like Roy Mustang�

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