Two Colonels - Chapter 8
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Title: Two Colonels
Rating: NC17 (for subject matter; overall)
Rating this chapter: PG 13
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 ;)
Last time on Two Colonels:
“I got the head of prosecution on the phone. McAfee will be in charge.”
“Is he good? I never heard of him before.”
Hughes closed his eyes and shook his head.
“You can't have heard of him - he is fresh from university. It's his first case.”
Chapter 08 / ??
It was early that morning that Gracia and Hughes called them down to have breakfast. Roy watched Ed as the young blonde got out of bed. He was pale, very pale. Roy knew exactly why the young man had gotten paler with every day they had staid with Hughes and his family. Whenever Ed went out with Roy or Hughes or both for mundane tasks as grocery shopping or simply to get some fresh air there were people staring at the young alchemist whispering behind their hands and pointing at him. They had even tried to dye the blond hair black and getting him fake-glasses but it hadn't helped anything. Ed was just too known among the people in Amestris.
With everything they had to do last night they hadn't gotten much sleep anyway. Tomorrow was the first day of the trial and Hughes had had a long talk with McAffee last night making sure the kid - and the young man was a kid, even Ed was more of an adult than him - would have at least a strategy they could use. All their so-called lawyer had was a request form to get Ed out of the court room after the first rehearsal. Hughes nearly wanted to strangle the young man and if Roy hadn't been there he would have done so. The older man had already handed in the form and made sure that their judge had signed it and had given Ed the permission to leave the court room after he had given his personal data to the judge. The teen would be brought then to a special room where he would wait with Hughes until the judge had any further questions. They had even gotten the judge so far as to except the public from the hearing when Ed's testimony would be played in the court room.
When Ed had gotten down to get a glass of water McAffee had taken it too far. He had openly stared at the young teen taking in his every feature as if Ed was some kind of art model or exhibit. He hadn't even stopped when Ed had looked their way turned even paler and had run upstairs without his glass of water - Gracia had been furious and had followed the young alchemist upstairs to calm him down. Meanwhile Roy had been reading Ryans' file again. There wasn't anything in there they could use. Hughes had already his team on the other Colonel's past but they couldn't give a satisfying answer to why the man had suddenly turned into a rapist and child molester.
Roy had sighed and laid the folder on the nearest table as Hughes bad McAffee good-bye nearly throwing the door into the younger man's face. Roy could clearly see that there was a head-ache forming in the older man's head and the dark-haired Colonel said good-night and walked upstairs leaving Hughes fuming in the living room. He slowly opened the door to his and Ed's given bedroom. Gracia was sitting next to a huge pile of blankets speaking to it softly stroking over what he presumed was Ed's head. She was still holding a half-empty glass of water. When he entered the young woman looked up at the dark-haired man and smiled. She stood up taking a small package with her. Gracia walked over to where Roy was still standing and closed the door after her.
The raven-haired man walked over to the young teen and sat down where Gracia had just left. Ed was staring at the opposite wall. The older man stretched his hand out to stroke over the soft blond locks and just a flicker of golden-eyes let him know that Ed even registered his movement. Silently they sat there until Roy was just too tired to remain sitting. He got up and changed into his pyjamas climbing in behind Ed and dragged the teen to his chest. They had done it so often that Ed didn't flinch any more. The young man turned in Roy's embrace and fitted his head under the older man's chin. For several minutes they remained silent. The dark-haired man's breathing got shallow with every moment and he nearly hadn't heard the small whisper of his name. He swallowed before he answered.
“Yes, Ed?”
“Why does everybody stare?”
The older man took some time to answer the question.
“You are famous, Edward and you are the People's Alchemist.”
“But they never starred before... Well, they did but not the way they are doing it now... as if I were some... some... freak...”
The teen swallowed hard and pressed his face against the smooth skin of Roy's throat.
“You're not a freak, Edward. They are for starring at you and” he swallowed “he is for doing what he did.”
He couldn't suppress his anger. Every time he thought about the way that man had weaselled out of his rightful penalty he wanted to burn the guy.
He squeezed Ed and kissed the top of the teen's head.
“We should sleep, Ed. Tomorrow is an important day... and we don't want to oversleep.”
Ed just nodded and took a deep breath in the hope that sleep would come this time without dreams.
Morning came far to soon. Roy blinked his eyes open after he was woken by Hughes who was shaking his shoulder.
“Good Morning. Nice of you to wake up at least.”
Roy frowned at his friend's tone and looked up. Hughes was pale - even paler than Roy had ever been and he was frowning as well. The younger man turned and looked out of the window. It was still dark outside.
“What's wrong? It can't be already time to stand up.”
“It is. Now stand up. Use the bathroom down the hall. Ed is using yours.”
The raven-haired man just nodded and got out of bed. He heard the shower going in their bathroom. Guiltily he had to admit to himself that he hadn't felt Ed not being in bed with him. He sighed and took his clothes from the closet and walked out of their bedroom.
Hughes was sitting down on the bed where minutes before Roy had still been sleeping with Ed in his arms looking peaceful and at ease. As soon as he had seen that he didn't want to wake those two. He wanted them to remain in their dreams. But he couldn't. Today was the first day of trial and they had to be there and they had to do anything possible to get Ryans behind closed bars. Oh how he would love it to turn the key himself and then throw it away until this scum had told them the name of his so-called 'friend'.
The shower stopped and moments later the little alchemist came outside in his underwear water still dropping on his shoulders. Golden eyes flickered from where the older man sat to the place where Roy had been sleeping.
“I got him to stand up.”
A ghost of a smile was hushing over his lips but Ed just looked at him and nodded. Although the blonde had slept peacefully for the first time in weeks he didn't feel as rested as he should be. Dark rings under his eyes and the thin line of his lips showed the way he was feeling right now. Hughes sighed and got up. He walked over to the closet and got Ed's suite. He laid the trousers and shirt on the bed and took the tie from a hanger and the jacket from an other.
“Get dressed. I'll help you with the tie later. Come downstairs when you're done. Gracia will be waiting with some tea and breakfast if you want.”
“Tea?” The teen arched an eyebrow frowning at the older man.
“Tea. I don't think that even one of us could stomach coffee right now.”
He turned and walked out of the room leaving Ed to get dressed.
Some time later after the young blonde had finally managed to button all the buttons on his (damn) shirt and had his trouser on - with his shirt pulled inside, wouldn't look good if he wore it the way he wanted to - Ed walked downstairs to find Roy already sitting there with a mug of tea in his hand looking out of the window. Gracia was sitting opposite the raven-haired man giving Ed a small smile as he entered the kitchen. Hughes was leaning against the kitchen counter but moved to the nearby chair as soon as Ed had entered. The blond teenager followed Hughes with his gaze and sighed as Maes got the tie and walked over to the younger man.
“Look up. This won't take long.”
With quick movements the tie was bound in moments around the teen's neck. Said teen frowned down at the garment as if it has done physical harm to him. Hughes smiled down at him and without much thinking pulled him into a tight hug. Ed stiffened but relaxed soon. Hughes would never harm him - he had just to tell himself that. As the older man let go of him the teen sat next to Roy and Gracia handed him his mug of tea and offered him some toast which he didn't took. In the end Hughes was right - he couldn't stomach anything but his tea.
An hour later there was somebody ringing the door bell. Ed looked nervously around as Hughes got up and walked to open it. Nobody seemed to be as nervous as him. Gracia was sipping her tea which had to be stone cold and Roy was looking out of the window with his mug in his hand. The teen heard small voices coming from the living room. He got up and took a look into the living room. There was Hughes with a blond young man and a black haired young woman - both in their uniform nodding as Hughes was talking to them. Something in the corner of his eye made Ed look up. Outside there was a huge shadow and he immediately knew who else was waiting outside. He swallowed hard.
“Edward?”
His head snapped up to Hughes who was looking at him with just a slight smile on his lips as he followed Ed's gaze outside.
“I'd like to introduce you to Dany Broche and Maria Ross. They will be our guard on the way to the court yard and inside the building.”
The blond teenager walked over and stood in front of them. The soldiers saluted and Ed tried to grin up to them.
“You don't have to do that. I don't give anything about that.”
Broche and Ross looked at each other and let their hands drop to their sides. Suddenly Broche let out a sigh and a small laugh.
“Dany!”
“What? It is kind of weird to salute to him.”
Ross just rolled her eyes and bowed to Ed.
“I'm sorry for his behaviour.”
“Why do you apologise? He said he didn't want to be saluted to.”
“Yes, but it's not polite to laugh.”
Ed frowned at the two as they started bickering right in front of their superior officer but Hughes seemed to be used to that kind of behaviour of them and somehow it remembered Ed of his arguments with Roy in the office starting off - normally - whenever Roy had mentioned his hight or the lack of it.
“Are you two together?”
A sudden silence made Ed blush. He didn't want to blurt that out but after thinking of him and Roy and how their bickering had evolved into something much closer, lovers as far as Ed could describe it and that thought made him blush even more.
Ross and Broche were still starring at Ed not knowing what to say or what to think. Hughes broke the silence with a loud bark of laugh. The teen just looked up at the older man not knowing what that was about and if he had done anything wrong - or said something very stupid.
“Have I done something...?”
“No no, Ed. But I think you're the only one seeing this kind of argument as a lover's quarrel.” He took a deep breath and smiled fondly at the teen. “But then it's the same with you and … your lover, right?”
Ed blushed. It was nice to feel some blood in his face instead of cold sweat.
“Yeah... Maybe...”
The drive to the court yard was silent. Ross was driving while Broche looked out of the window not daring to look at his partner. They still hadn't said a word to each other after getting into the car. There was a car driving in front of them and one behind them. Alex was sitting in the one driving behind and every time Ed took a look into the review mirror he could see the big man with tears streaming from his eyes. The teen was glad that the older man had refrained from hugging Ed when he saw him and the teen kind of felt sad that Alex hadn't even tried to get close to him letting his tears stream freely while he saluted to Hughes and Roy.
Ed sighed and and leaned his head back against the back rest. A hand brushed his and he looked down to Roy's hand closing around his left one. He looked up. Roy was watching their hands with an intensity as if he was trying to x-ray them. The older man didn't move for minutes stroking the back of Ed's hand and looking at it barely blinking. The teen felt himself relaxing - he hadn't even noticed himself going stiff the moment Roy had touched him. Nothing else mattered to Ed while Roy remained stroking his hand. He felt strength coming through the touch and squeezed Roy's hand to let him know that he wanted to give him strength and courage as well. They would both need it for what was coming now.
As they turned the last corner Roy got Ed's hand to his mouth and kissed it. Then the touch was gone. Sadly Ed looked up and paled. There was a huge crowd waiting in front of the court, cameras were flashing as soon as the cars got closer. The teen gripped the car cushions hard and starred ahead. So now his fight would start.
Title: Two Colonels
Rating: NC17 (for subject matter; overall)
Rating this chapter: PG 13
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 ;)
Last time on Two Colonels:
“I got the head of prosecution on the phone. McAfee will be in charge.”
“Is he good? I never heard of him before.”
Hughes closed his eyes and shook his head.
“You can't have heard of him - he is fresh from university. It's his first case.”
Chapter 08 / ??
It was early that morning that Gracia and Hughes called them down to have breakfast. Roy watched Ed as the young blonde got out of bed. He was pale, very pale. Roy knew exactly why the young man had gotten paler with every day they had staid with Hughes and his family. Whenever Ed went out with Roy or Hughes or both for mundane tasks as grocery shopping or simply to get some fresh air there were people staring at the young alchemist whispering behind their hands and pointing at him. They had even tried to dye the blond hair black and getting him fake-glasses but it hadn't helped anything. Ed was just too known among the people in Amestris.
With everything they had to do last night they hadn't gotten much sleep anyway. Tomorrow was the first day of the trial and Hughes had had a long talk with McAffee last night making sure the kid - and the young man was a kid, even Ed was more of an adult than him - would have at least a strategy they could use. All their so-called lawyer had was a request form to get Ed out of the court room after the first rehearsal. Hughes nearly wanted to strangle the young man and if Roy hadn't been there he would have done so. The older man had already handed in the form and made sure that their judge had signed it and had given Ed the permission to leave the court room after he had given his personal data to the judge. The teen would be brought then to a special room where he would wait with Hughes until the judge had any further questions. They had even gotten the judge so far as to except the public from the hearing when Ed's testimony would be played in the court room.
When Ed had gotten down to get a glass of water McAffee had taken it too far. He had openly stared at the young teen taking in his every feature as if Ed was some kind of art model or exhibit. He hadn't even stopped when Ed had looked their way turned even paler and had run upstairs without his glass of water - Gracia had been furious and had followed the young alchemist upstairs to calm him down. Meanwhile Roy had been reading Ryans' file again. There wasn't anything in there they could use. Hughes had already his team on the other Colonel's past but they couldn't give a satisfying answer to why the man had suddenly turned into a rapist and child molester.
Roy had sighed and laid the folder on the nearest table as Hughes bad McAffee good-bye nearly throwing the door into the younger man's face. Roy could clearly see that there was a head-ache forming in the older man's head and the dark-haired Colonel said good-night and walked upstairs leaving Hughes fuming in the living room. He slowly opened the door to his and Ed's given bedroom. Gracia was sitting next to a huge pile of blankets speaking to it softly stroking over what he presumed was Ed's head. She was still holding a half-empty glass of water. When he entered the young woman looked up at the dark-haired man and smiled. She stood up taking a small package with her. Gracia walked over to where Roy was still standing and closed the door after her.
The raven-haired man walked over to the young teen and sat down where Gracia had just left. Ed was staring at the opposite wall. The older man stretched his hand out to stroke over the soft blond locks and just a flicker of golden-eyes let him know that Ed even registered his movement. Silently they sat there until Roy was just too tired to remain sitting. He got up and changed into his pyjamas climbing in behind Ed and dragged the teen to his chest. They had done it so often that Ed didn't flinch any more. The young man turned in Roy's embrace and fitted his head under the older man's chin. For several minutes they remained silent. The dark-haired man's breathing got shallow with every moment and he nearly hadn't heard the small whisper of his name. He swallowed before he answered.
“Yes, Ed?”
“Why does everybody stare?”
The older man took some time to answer the question.
“You are famous, Edward and you are the People's Alchemist.”
“But they never starred before... Well, they did but not the way they are doing it now... as if I were some... some... freak...”
The teen swallowed hard and pressed his face against the smooth skin of Roy's throat.
“You're not a freak, Edward. They are for starring at you and” he swallowed “he is for doing what he did.”
He couldn't suppress his anger. Every time he thought about the way that man had weaselled out of his rightful penalty he wanted to burn the guy.
He squeezed Ed and kissed the top of the teen's head.
“We should sleep, Ed. Tomorrow is an important day... and we don't want to oversleep.”
Ed just nodded and took a deep breath in the hope that sleep would come this time without dreams.
Morning came far to soon. Roy blinked his eyes open after he was woken by Hughes who was shaking his shoulder.
“Good Morning. Nice of you to wake up at least.”
Roy frowned at his friend's tone and looked up. Hughes was pale - even paler than Roy had ever been and he was frowning as well. The younger man turned and looked out of the window. It was still dark outside.
“What's wrong? It can't be already time to stand up.”
“It is. Now stand up. Use the bathroom down the hall. Ed is using yours.”
The raven-haired man just nodded and got out of bed. He heard the shower going in their bathroom. Guiltily he had to admit to himself that he hadn't felt Ed not being in bed with him. He sighed and took his clothes from the closet and walked out of their bedroom.
Hughes was sitting down on the bed where minutes before Roy had still been sleeping with Ed in his arms looking peaceful and at ease. As soon as he had seen that he didn't want to wake those two. He wanted them to remain in their dreams. But he couldn't. Today was the first day of trial and they had to be there and they had to do anything possible to get Ryans behind closed bars. Oh how he would love it to turn the key himself and then throw it away until this scum had told them the name of his so-called 'friend'.
The shower stopped and moments later the little alchemist came outside in his underwear water still dropping on his shoulders. Golden eyes flickered from where the older man sat to the place where Roy had been sleeping.
“I got him to stand up.”
A ghost of a smile was hushing over his lips but Ed just looked at him and nodded. Although the blonde had slept peacefully for the first time in weeks he didn't feel as rested as he should be. Dark rings under his eyes and the thin line of his lips showed the way he was feeling right now. Hughes sighed and got up. He walked over to the closet and got Ed's suite. He laid the trousers and shirt on the bed and took the tie from a hanger and the jacket from an other.
“Get dressed. I'll help you with the tie later. Come downstairs when you're done. Gracia will be waiting with some tea and breakfast if you want.”
“Tea?” The teen arched an eyebrow frowning at the older man.
“Tea. I don't think that even one of us could stomach coffee right now.”
He turned and walked out of the room leaving Ed to get dressed.
Some time later after the young blonde had finally managed to button all the buttons on his (damn) shirt and had his trouser on - with his shirt pulled inside, wouldn't look good if he wore it the way he wanted to - Ed walked downstairs to find Roy already sitting there with a mug of tea in his hand looking out of the window. Gracia was sitting opposite the raven-haired man giving Ed a small smile as he entered the kitchen. Hughes was leaning against the kitchen counter but moved to the nearby chair as soon as Ed had entered. The blond teenager followed Hughes with his gaze and sighed as Maes got the tie and walked over to the younger man.
“Look up. This won't take long.”
With quick movements the tie was bound in moments around the teen's neck. Said teen frowned down at the garment as if it has done physical harm to him. Hughes smiled down at him and without much thinking pulled him into a tight hug. Ed stiffened but relaxed soon. Hughes would never harm him - he had just to tell himself that. As the older man let go of him the teen sat next to Roy and Gracia handed him his mug of tea and offered him some toast which he didn't took. In the end Hughes was right - he couldn't stomach anything but his tea.
An hour later there was somebody ringing the door bell. Ed looked nervously around as Hughes got up and walked to open it. Nobody seemed to be as nervous as him. Gracia was sipping her tea which had to be stone cold and Roy was looking out of the window with his mug in his hand. The teen heard small voices coming from the living room. He got up and took a look into the living room. There was Hughes with a blond young man and a black haired young woman - both in their uniform nodding as Hughes was talking to them. Something in the corner of his eye made Ed look up. Outside there was a huge shadow and he immediately knew who else was waiting outside. He swallowed hard.
“Edward?”
His head snapped up to Hughes who was looking at him with just a slight smile on his lips as he followed Ed's gaze outside.
“I'd like to introduce you to Dany Broche and Maria Ross. They will be our guard on the way to the court yard and inside the building.”
The blond teenager walked over and stood in front of them. The soldiers saluted and Ed tried to grin up to them.
“You don't have to do that. I don't give anything about that.”
Broche and Ross looked at each other and let their hands drop to their sides. Suddenly Broche let out a sigh and a small laugh.
“Dany!”
“What? It is kind of weird to salute to him.”
Ross just rolled her eyes and bowed to Ed.
“I'm sorry for his behaviour.”
“Why do you apologise? He said he didn't want to be saluted to.”
“Yes, but it's not polite to laugh.”
Ed frowned at the two as they started bickering right in front of their superior officer but Hughes seemed to be used to that kind of behaviour of them and somehow it remembered Ed of his arguments with Roy in the office starting off - normally - whenever Roy had mentioned his hight or the lack of it.
“Are you two together?”
A sudden silence made Ed blush. He didn't want to blurt that out but after thinking of him and Roy and how their bickering had evolved into something much closer, lovers as far as Ed could describe it and that thought made him blush even more.
Ross and Broche were still starring at Ed not knowing what to say or what to think. Hughes broke the silence with a loud bark of laugh. The teen just looked up at the older man not knowing what that was about and if he had done anything wrong - or said something very stupid.
“Have I done something...?”
“No no, Ed. But I think you're the only one seeing this kind of argument as a lover's quarrel.” He took a deep breath and smiled fondly at the teen. “But then it's the same with you and … your lover, right?”
Ed blushed. It was nice to feel some blood in his face instead of cold sweat.
“Yeah... Maybe...”
The drive to the court yard was silent. Ross was driving while Broche looked out of the window not daring to look at his partner. They still hadn't said a word to each other after getting into the car. There was a car driving in front of them and one behind them. Alex was sitting in the one driving behind and every time Ed took a look into the review mirror he could see the big man with tears streaming from his eyes. The teen was glad that the older man had refrained from hugging Ed when he saw him and the teen kind of felt sad that Alex hadn't even tried to get close to him letting his tears stream freely while he saluted to Hughes and Roy.
Ed sighed and and leaned his head back against the back rest. A hand brushed his and he looked down to Roy's hand closing around his left one. He looked up. Roy was watching their hands with an intensity as if he was trying to x-ray them. The older man didn't move for minutes stroking the back of Ed's hand and looking at it barely blinking. The teen felt himself relaxing - he hadn't even noticed himself going stiff the moment Roy had touched him. Nothing else mattered to Ed while Roy remained stroking his hand. He felt strength coming through the touch and squeezed Roy's hand to let him know that he wanted to give him strength and courage as well. They would both need it for what was coming now.
As they turned the last corner Roy got Ed's hand to his mouth and kissed it. Then the touch was gone. Sadly Ed looked up and paled. There was a huge crowd waiting in front of the court, cameras were flashing as soon as the cars got closer. The teen gripped the car cushions hard and starred ahead. So now his fight would start.