Two Colonels - Chapter 4
Title: Two Colonels
Rating: NC17 (for subject matter; overall)
Rating this chapter: R
Pairing: Roy/Ed; previous OC/Ed
Warnings: Rape, Yaoi, AU (no Homunculi and BXB)
Spell-checked but unbeta'd
Summary: One Colonel was gentle the other was not.
Disclaimer: Sure... if I would own FMA... there would have been a second season starting with the Elrics back in Central and more R/E action ;)
“We have a problem. Ryans gets a civilian trial.”
Chapter 04/??
“Did I just hear what I heard?” No answer from his friend but the deepening of his frown. “You can't be serious, Maes. Ryans is in the military and Ed as well. There would be no need...”
Roy didn't know how to go on. What Maes just had said didn't make sense. There was no need for a civilian trial - not unless somebody had decided on one. He rubbed with one hand over his eyes.
“Who?”
“Top Brass. Even Bradley could have decided it.”
Roy sighed and sat back. This day wasn't getting any better and from the sound of it there wouldn't be any nice days coming for a long time. He looked over to Ed who had gone white. He bit his bottom lip and stared at Hughes with huge fearful golden eyes. He shook his head.
“No... No. NO!”
He jumped from his seat but fell back as pain shot through his backside. He hissed and tried to ease it away. That couldn't be true. If there was a civilian trial then there would be press and public and everyone would know. Everyone - Al, Winry, his teacher, all the people he had met on his journey. He swallowed. But what did he expect? He was Edward Elric - the fate's bitch and worse. He swallowed again and breathed slowly in and out, in and out. It helped to get his head clear again.
“What.. exactly does it mean? I mean the civilian.. trial.”
He was sweating and the lingering pain in his back didn't make things easy - primarily sitting upright. He felt the movement as Roy got up and walked around the couch to get something from the little cupboard behind them.
“It means that Ryans won't be executed unless the judge decides that a civilian penalty isn't enough for the crime he committed.”
Roy was back with a small blanket and a pillow under his arm. Ed and Hughes were looking up at him but the man just shrugged and sat beside Ed again handing him the pillow.
“I'm not tired.”
Roy raised an eyebrow and smiled down at him.
“I know that you're not tired and I know that you shouldn't go to sleep while Maes is going to question you about the.. incident. I just want you to be more comfortable. You still must hurt.. down there.”
He sighed and nodded. So much to being brave in front of Hughes. He laid the pillow on the armrest of the couch and lifted his legs onto it before Roy spread the blanket over him. He really felt better and the back pain was nearly gone in mere seconds.
Ed looked over to Hughes who couldn't suppress his anger any longer. His lips were a thin line and his eyes small slots. His fingers were trembling. Ed had never once seen this man so angry before. He swallowed and wished again that nothing of this had ever happened. He looked down at the table. He didn't want to look Hughes in the eyes - he couldn't. It nearly felt as if everything was his fault. Again he made people he cared for angry and sad. He sighed and closed his eyes. He heard Hughes take a deep breath before the older man spoke again.
“As for the reason why somebody decided on a civilian trial: I have no idea. There are just two options. The first one is that something already has sept through and the military doesn't want bad press for shooting the rapist of the Fullmetal Alchemist without the people having a chance to declare their sympathy with you Ed or option number two. Which means Ryans has really good friends up there and they don't want him to get shot that easily. As I haven't read anything in the morning papers yet means that option two is more likely.”
Hughes sighed and rubbed his eyes under his glasses.
“I just know that they already decided to let the trial take place in Central as East City hasn't a court high enough for such a trial.”
Ed just nodded. He couldn't bring himself to say more or to feel more. Roy was rubbing his back and it felt good. Before last night he didn't even know that the Colonel had a caring side and that Roy felt more for him - more then he deserved. He sighed and shifted under the blanket.
Meanwhile Hughes had opened a folder with lots of pictures made by a instant camera. He couldn't clearly see what was on the pictures but he could guess. Pictures of Ryans office, of the things in the locked drawer. He shuddered under the blanket and swallowed hard so that he wouldn't vomit.
“Is everything alright?”
The rubbing had stilled and as Ed opened his eyes he could see Roy above him frowning. The teen just nodded and slowly breathed in and out. No need to pass out. Those were just pictures not the things themselves. Mustang sat back down but his gaze didn't leave the younger alchemist. Hughes cleared his throat.
“I know that will be hard for you, Ed, but could you tell me how it had started?”
The teen looked up and bit his bottom lip but nodded. He had to make his testimony and he was grateful for the first time that Hughes was in charge of the investigation. This way he didn't need to tell a stranger what had happened and why this guy had chosen Ed as his victim and why Ed hadn't fought back.
It was autumn in East City and still warm in the evening. Ed walked alone to Eastern HQ to give his report and walk back to the dorms and his younger brother before said brother took another kitten in. He sighed. Really, how often did he have to tell Al that they couldn't take care of a pet. They travelled through the whole country and sometimes slept on the roadside sometimes with no real food for a day or two. Of course he felt bad for denying Al's wish over and over again. He swore to himself that the first thing he would get after his brother was back to his body was a damn kitten.
He walked slowly upstairs until he had reached Mustang's office. He knocked and without waiting for an answer he entered. The outer office was empty and clean and so he made his way to the door at the side where Mustang's inner office lay. He opened the door without knocking and peered inside. The was nothing - not even some left papers on the desk. Hawkeye really made her work by thrilling the Colonel to do his. The teen shrugged and placed his report on the desk so that Mustang could read it fist thing in the morning. He yawned and stretched. As he turned around he saw another man standing in the doorway. Ed let his arms drop to his sides and looked at the man.
'Isn't it a bit late for you to be here? Everyone has left.'
'I've seen that. I just brought my report.'
He walked to the door but stopped as the other male made no intention of leaving the doorway.
'Step aside I want to go.'
The man cocked his head and smirked down at him.
'Don't you know who I am?'
'No.'
The man tipped against his own shoulder and showed Ed the insignia of a Colonel.
'So you're a Colonel. Big deal. Can I go now, Sir?'
He spat the Sir as if it was something distasteful - and for him it was, in some way or another. He took a step forward but the Colonel didn't move. Ed found this guy really annoying. Most of them knew Ed and his temper and wouldn't dream of talking to him with the chance of being insubordinated. So this guy seemed to be new here or something. Ed would show him that nobody in their right mind would even consider that he talked like a obedient subordinate.
'No, I don't think so. You will be coming with me and I will teach you a lesson about talking the way you did to your superior officers.'
Ed rolled his eyes. This guy really wanted to be hurt.
'Listen. I really want to go home now, Sir. If you would send your complaint to my Commanding Officer Colonel Mustang tomorrow morning? He really likes to deal with those first thing in the morning.' (Of course the exact opposite was true but Ed really wanted to go home and have something to eat.)
The Colonel's smirk grew wider.
'Oh I don't think so, Edward. You will be coming with me. Now.'
Something in his voice made Ed shiver. This guy knew who was standing in front of him and still wanted to teach him a lesson. Good if he wanted a sullen teenager in his office he would get one. Ed was a great actor and could play this role as if he was one. He nodded and waited until the Colonel had turned around to guide him back to his own office. In the hallway Ed could see the name's tag on the Colonel's breast. Ryans. He would make sure that Ryans wished he hadn't taken him back to his office. How wrong he was there...
As they went into Ryans' office - a lot smaller than Roy's - the older man locked the door. Ed turned around at the clicking sound and raised an eyebrow.
'Why did you...?'
'Oh, no need for an audience, Edward.'
The teen swallowed and wished he had run away as he had had the chance. Something really didn't feel right here.
'So... Say what you have to say and I'll nod and say I'll never do it again and leave... Sir.'
The Sir was more an afterthought to get over with it than a sign of forming respect. The older man shook his head sadly and looked down at the blonde.
'Edward, what I have in mind takes a longer time than some sentences.'
He walked over to his desk and put a key in the first drawer and unlocked it.
'You and I both know that you would never listen to something as mundane as a speech about respecting your superior officers. And we both know that you have committed more severe crimes than just being disrespectful to me.'
He cocked his head to the side and smiled up at Ed who had gone white. The younger male starred at the older and swallowed.
'What would you know? I have never done anything...'
Was it just him or was his voice trembling from the effort to stay calm. He couldn't know. Mustang had promised that no one beside himself, Hughes and Riza knew about his and his brother's condition. He had even shown him the fake report so that Ed could learn it by heard so nobody would ever find out the lie.
'Tsktsktsk... Edward, Edward. I know how you lost your limbs and what you did to your brother.'
'I... I have lost my limbs...'
'Through a bomb? No, Edward. You know better and I know the truth.'
Ed's heart was drumming loudly. He couldn't just punch that guy to unconsciousness and hope he would get away with it. He still knew something and Ed couldn't risk that the higher-ups would find out eventually.
'So what do you want? Stone transmuted to Gold?'
Ryans opened the first drawer and took a bottle and a small package out of it.
'I don't need Gold, Edward. It would only be noticed that I'm more wealthy. So that's not an option.'
He swirled the bottle in his hand and looked at it thoughtfully. Ed crossed his arms over his chest. This guy was unnerving him. If he wanted something from him he should say it so that Ed could get over with it and leave that creepy guy alone and never come back to this part of Eastern HQ.
'So what do you want?!'
'You.'
Slowly the blood was leaving Ed's face and what seemed to be his whole body to gather in the pit of his stomach to make him fell really bad.
'No. I'm not leaving my command to be the dog of someone else. Think about something else.'
Ryans stood up and took the bottle and the package with him and stood in front of Ed.
'You misunderstood me, Edward. I don't want you under my command. I want you literally under me.'
'You want...?'
'Sex with you plainly spoken.'
'But I am...'
'Oh, I know who you are and what you are. But I think it would be a good price for everything you have done.'
Ed had to swallow hard so that he would punch Ryans in the end. He couldn't. That was a price he couldn't pay. Not with this guy. He wanted someone else. It was his first time for god's sake. He shook his head.
'No? Oh, Edward, you don't seem to understand that this is your only option. You can either let me sleep with you or walk out of that door and tomorrow morning being deported with your younger brother to a lab or even shot for your crime.'
'Mustang would...'
'Mustang wouldn't be able to do anything. He faked a report and lied to his superior officers and even the Fuhrer. There would be no way he would be able to help his favourite little lap dog.'
Ed was so lost that he couldn't even be angry at Ryans for calling him little - not in this situation.
'I.. understand.'
He swallowed hard. He just had given up on something important to himself. But if he could rescue Al and Mustang by selling his virginity... He would at least try.
'That's good. Now, I don't mind if you see it as rape. It is more or less even with you understanding your situation.'
'That's a one time thing, right?'
Somewhat hopefully he looked up at his rapist. But the Colonel just smiled.
'We'll see.'
An hour later Ed limbed home. Ryans had bent him over the backrest of the couch standing in the office. That first time hadn't taken long and it had hurt. The guy hadn't prepared him the way he should have done and Ed just wasn't ready for something like that. He didn't feel fine and sleepy and just good - like it was described in all that books - but dirty and wrong.
In the end they had done it three times with Ed not even being hard. He sat on one of the stairs in front of the dorm building. The movement made the pain coming back and he hissed loudly. So that had been his virginity? Maybe someday it would have been worth it but for now he couldn't bring himself to see it that way. He laid his head onto his arms resting on his knees and cried for the first time since Winry's parents had died. Funny that he hadn't even cried at his mother's funeral. But that time all he could think about was the one sin that had cost his virginity that night.
Ed's eyes have gone distant and he clenched the blanket in his fists. Roy was still rubbing his back but faced away to the floor. Hughes nodded at the end of the story.
“Let's end it here.”
Ed looked up at the older man as he closed the folder and put the pictures back into an envelope.
“But.. the pictures.. I thought...”
“Not now, Ed. You need to rest and I need a break myself. I can't listen to anything any longer. We still have some days left before we have to go to Central. We will talk about it and you can take your time with it. Please?”
Ed was confused. He thought being over with it soon would be good for all of them but now Hughes wanted a break. He looked over to Roy who sat back with closed eyes and breathed in deeply. It hit him then and there that they hadn't known with what kind of cold mind Ryans must have planed it all. He swallowed and let his head sink back into the pillow. He heard Hughes sigh.
“I'll go and call Havoc. He will drive us to Roy.”
The older man made his way to the door.
“What's with Al?”
Hughes turned around and looked into Ed's exhausted eyes.
“I'll go to him and tell him. He will understand, Ed. I think Lieutenant Hawkeye will be more that glad to have him at her apartment.”
Ed nodded. So they would be separated again by something he had done.
*I think I wrote in the first Chapter that Ed had already spoken to the police.. Let's say it was the testemony for the time Roy had found him there in Ryans office...
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