I'm Not really going to talk throughout this story so this is really the only you'll hear from me.

Disclaimer: I don't own FMA/FMAB Arakawa-Sensei does

"Ladies and gentlemen! Let me show you our first item! The auctioneer shouted to the crowd who had, all at once become quiet. It was the auction everyone had been talking about for the last few weeks. Even the prince of Amestris, Roy Mustang, was attending the auction. This was an especially special auction, for it was an auction for sex slaves.

"Our first item, a beauty isn't she? Captured during the uprising in Lior, she's a rarity. Look at the natural pink colour of her hair! The price for this beautiful item starts at 1,500 cenz!" A fair argument, and small tension went on till the girl was sold to a bony man with greasy brown hair and a smile like the Cheshire cat's.

Many other slaves were sold, most not getting any high prices, though a few made it up to 20,000 cenz. None though striked the prince's fancy. Until the next slave was pulled up onto the podium. He looked like a boy made of gold, his hair was the shade of the yellow sky during a sunset, and his eye, Roy couldn't even begin to describe his eyes. The irises were the colour of the purest gold that Roy himself owned 'No,' Roy corrected himself, 'His eyes are even more golden than that.' His hair was long and falling around his face, framing it. His features were almost feminine, someone could mistake him for a girl from a distance. He was probably a teenager, but Roy couldn't be sure because of his short stature. Roy was fascinated with the boy, and felt want for him. His only down-side was his missing arm and leg.

"Here's our next item," Shouted the auctioneer to the crowd, "Our most valuable of them all. You all must already see the beauty in his face and body. But be careful! He may have a missing arm and leg but, he's a troublemaker, I recommend that only buyers who have experience in breaking slaves should buy him." I paused for a second to let the people look at him. His face was twisted into a sneer, messing up his facial features. He glared at the crowd with a look of disgust. "His price starts at 10,000 cenz!" Many yelled out and the price was climbing higher and higher, until there was only one buyer left paying 28,500 cenz for the boy. "Congratulations! Our best of-"

"60,000 cenz Roy shouted, and everyone turned towards his voice. The auctioneer was speechless. When he regained his voice he spoke again.

"Of course Your Majesty! Congratulations on getting him!" The auctioneer pulled the boy roughly off the podium, and dragged him behind a large cart. One of the men who worked with the auctioneer followed behind them. Roy watched from an angle that he could see and hear from.

"Listen slave, you'd better behave for the prince, this is royalty we're talking about."

"I don't give a fuck." The blonde boy snapped. A hand connected with his stomach, and the boy groaned but was still standing.

"If you come back because he doesn't like you, and wants his money back, I swear that when it happen, you'll wish that you weren't alive."

"Fuck you." The boy growled and was kicked in the stomach. This time he fell to the ground the air knocked out of him. The auctioneer held the boy's chin forcing him to look up at the man.

"I hate having to mess up your pretty face. This face got us a lot of money you know. The man threw the boy to the ground, and stepped on the blonde's neck with his boot cutting off the boy's airway. "You're not always going to get away with all the shit you pull. You need to start listening to your master." The golden boy was clawing at the man's boot, and thrashing around, trying to get out of the suffocation. "What's this? You want me to stop? No, I think you'll stay like this for a little while Okay?" The auctioneer looked up at the other man, "Two minutes would be good don't you think?" He asked the other.

"Perfect," The other man replied, "Maybe he'll finally start listening."

"Oh believe me, I've done this before, usually until he passes out. It won't work." The two looked down at the boy laughing at the boy's attempts to get free. He was clawing at the auctioneer's boot trying to get the man to lift his foot off his neck. "What are you doing you peice of shit. I like these boots! Stop destroying them!" Using his other foot the auctioneed kicked the blonde's face. Blood started flowing down his face from his nose. "What do you thing Thomas? Has it been two minutes?"

"Yup, a little more than two actually."

"Perfect" The auctioneer kicked the boy away from him and the boy laid on the ground coughing, and panting trying to regain the air he'd lost.

"So, you be a good boy for the prince okay?" The blonde couldn't even answer because of the lack of air. "Oh, he can't even breath, that will shut you up for a little bit, won't it, you brat. He grinned nastily at the boy. "Thomas!"

"Yeah?"

"Wipe the blood off him, and get him ready for the prince. We don't have any nice clothes, so just put him in an old tunic."

Got it sir. C'mon slave get up." He tossed the crutch that the boy used at him but the boy was too focused on regaining his breath to notice Thomas. He didn't notice the man until he kicked him, causing him to lose all his air again. "Stand up you little bitch." Thomas growled, and the boy struggled to stand up, but did successfully stand he leaned heavily on his crutch, but stayed standing. He followed Thomas to a cart, where he was set on the bed of a cart while Thomas roughly rubbed a cloth over his face, getting rid of the blood. When all the blood had been removed, you could see that he hadn't been hurt that bad, and what had really hurt him was the auctioneer choking him. Thomas forced the tunic over the blonde's head. He fought all the way but in the end Thomas had dressed the boy in the tunic. Thomas brought the boy back out to where Roy had returned to look as if he'd been waiting there the whole time. "Sorry for the wait your Majesty, he was giving us some trouble." The blonde glared at the ground obviously not happy.

"Oh it's not a problem at all! Thank you for selling him to me"

"Don't mention it, I'm glad to provide anything for you anytime your majesty." Thomas grabbed the boy one more time. "Behave." The man growled.

"Like hell I will." The blonde muttered. Thomas either didn't hear him or was ignoring him.