A/N- So, I took it upon myself to reread this series of mine…I found it quite immature. I have no idea what was going through my mind, so before I go through with a sequel, I decided to rewrite it. PLEASE read it again, it is VERY different. It has the same storyline, sort of, but the chapters are completely different. Same concept, but different words. I will post as I write them, but I will not hold this story hostage for reviews.
But I do like them! ^_^ So please review!
Chapter 1
Life sucks when you have a sexual harassing boss. No one knew this better than young 16 year old Edward Elric, child prodigy. Of course, he couldn't tell anyone about it, seeing as he was working for the military. Roy Mustang had seniority and power, and everyone would believe his words over Ed's. Especially seeing how he was made the sole leader of the military. Now, back to the sexual harassment issue.
He couldn't remember when it exactly started, but it must've been around the time that Al's body was returned. A few lecherous grabs of his ass and some husky words, and Ed just knew that the bastard was teasing him.
All this most likely would have ended if Ed's reaction had gone smoother and more controlled. Instead, Ed went on frenzy—waving his hands around in frenzy and not noticing how brightly he blushed-yes, he could've handled it better, and ever since that moment, the taisa made it a point to harass the chibi.
Edward sighed deeply as he made his way to the oh so familiar office, reflecting on the aftermath of that night—the night that he almost died, and Al was brought back to the flesh again. In just a few short months, Al and Winry's relationship became the hottest topic of Risembool, and Edward was stuck being the dog of the military.
Ed laughed at that. 'Ha, dog of the military my ass!' He mused angrily. 'I'm more like their mutt! More precisely, even, is the fact that I've turned into their fucking lap dog!'
Those were only the points of bringing Al back that affected his exterior life. The blond Elric suffered raging nightmares that brought a cold sweat soaking through his bones, and every night we woke up at 12 in the morning, only to fall back asleep at 4:30…two and a half hours before he had to wake up to get to work.
Stifling a yawn, Ed made it to Roy's office. Unusually for him, he decided that he would knock. Just to confuse the bastard.
"Come in!" came the lucrative voice. "The door is unlocked."
Ed followed the man's command to enter, and inwardly smirked at the open look of confusement on his superior officer's face. Of course it disappeared in an instant, but it had been there.
"Oh, well hello Fullmetal. How was your night? Nail anyone good?"
Ed's face burned with a mixture of anger and humiliation as he slammed down the report he was holding. "Fuck off Mustang." He muttered darkly. "How could I, seeing how I had to stay awake at ungodly hours to write this damn thing!"
Roy just smirked and shook his head. "Well Ed, you should've written that thing a couple of weeks ago…speaking of which, how would you like to recount yesterdays…events?
Ed shuddered and looked away, nauseous feelings spreading throughout his gut. He knew exactly what the man was insinuating. What he had meant to do with that question.
"J-just tell me the god-damned mission!" He growled, feeling as he would puke. "I will NEVER do that again. Not in this lifetime." (A/N-hehee! I might never tell you what he did!)
Roy chuckled and brought out a case file, handing to Ed. His face grew serious and grim.
"Memorize these details, Edward, because this is an X ranked mission." This froze Ed.
"X rank?"
"Yes, X ranked. I'm not really surprised that you haven't heard of it. Usually the black ops alchemists are the only ones allowed to partake…but this case has extenuating circumstances. See for yourself." The raven haired man sat quietly read over the file, quickly memorizing it.
"A child, sir?" He murmured softly. "That's why I was called in, isn't it?"
Roy frowned slightly when Ed indicated that he was no longer a child. Entering the military doesn't make you an adult. Even if that person entered at such a young age. "Yes, FullMetal, that is precisely the reason I called you in. Hogwarts needs at least two alchemists to watch over the boy, and it would be better for someone his own age to blend in and do this job."
Edward met his harasser's eyes. "Who's this other person to be?" He asked, even though he was 99% sure of what the reply was going to be.
"Let's put it this way." Roy smirked devilishly. "You and I will be getting to know one another more closely for the course of at least one year…at the very least."
Ed groaned and leaned his shoulder against the wall.
"Damn it." He muttered. Roy, seeing his advantage point, decided to be sneaky. Creeping up from his seat, he snuck around the boy and wrapped his arms around the other's waist.
Ed jumped and immediately tried to shove the man off of him. It was futile, and Ed couldn't help but shudder as Roy nipped a little at his exposed neck, hands reaching up beneath his shirt.
"GET OFF OF ME!" Ed screamed, Kneeing the man in the groin. We'll call it kneeing him in the groin for the sake of Ed's sanity. Everyone knows that the short blond just hates to fail. Nevertheless, Roy parried the assault and returned to his seat.
"For that, Edward, I just might have to book the slowest travel to our destination…"
The blond groaned, suddenly feeling the urge to murder a superior officer. What the older man did was inexcusable, but the small bulge in his own tight leather pants was even more so.
Seeing no rise from him, Roy sighed and shook his head. "You have an hour to pack, FullMetal." He said softly. "Be by my apartment at 10:30 so we can depart."
With a swift nod, Ed was on his way to the dorms he lived at. Memories were starting to cloud his mind. He was now regretting that Roy had showed up to stop him from sacrificing himself for Al. Why couldn't he have just let things be? Now the gate had given Alphonse his body and soul back, as well as they gave Edward back his arm and leg…all without a payment.
These grim thoughts plagued him all throughout his process of packing the few processions he owned. The picture of his mother and Al. The few clothes he had, and of course his toiletries. He didn't really believe in possessions. Why else could he burn his house down?
With a sigh, Ed sat on the bare bed. He still had 45 minutes to kill. Leaning back, his head hit the pillow gracefully, and before he knew it, Morpheus embraced him in the relentless sleep of dreams.
(A/N-just to forewarn you guys, there's gonna be a tad bit of graphic description in this italicized area. So yeah. If you don't want to read that (I have no idea why you wouldn't) then skip over this part.)
"Kehehehehehe."
The sounds echoed around Edward in the pitch darkness that surrounded him.
"H-hello? Is anyone there?" He called out. Roy emerged from the darkness, an inhumane grin on his face.
"Edward, come here."
Unable to refuse, Ed found himself pressing against Roy's porcelain body, moaning and groaning in desire. Roy just stood there with an emotionless smirk, showing no yearning whatsoever.
"Edward, you are not loved. I have and never will love you. No one loves you. Why else do you think that it's been months since you've heard from Al and his lovely family of Rockbells? Hell, all I desired was your body, but even then, it was only to advance my career."
The raven haired man motioned to the shadows, and the one man that Edward feared above all others crept out from the shadows. The said man was dressed in the sickest S&M outfit imaginable, and he held a whip in his hand.
"Come now, Edward, let me do this to you. It's for your redemption son." The man flicked the whip around his penis, which was held firmly by buckles, and the only viewable part was the very tip. Ed gagged at the swollen area, slick with precum.
"F-father." He shuddered and trembled. He backed up, only to find that all around him, doppelgangers of the man who relentlessly tortured him now surrounded him.
"P-please…" He whimpered to Roy. Tears threatened to fall from his golden eyes. "D-don't do this to me! I'll do anything you want me to do with you, just don't let him RAPE ME!"
"Hmm?" Roy smirked, sitting down in the comforter that had just appeared behind him. "What was that? Rape you? No, my dear FullMetal, I will not rape you. Hohenheim's doing it for me. Don't worry. I'll still get pleasure in your pain."
-ward
Hohenheim smiled and advanced towards his son. Pulling out handcuffs from god knows where, he straddled the frozen boy, and clipped the metal contraptions on, pushing the arms above his head. "Hmm..." The man muttered, his eyes raking the boy from head to toe. "Roy, We need to do something about the clothes…they just don't do him justice."
With a sadistic chuckle, Roy snapped his fingers, transforming his clothes into something more…appropriate for the moment.
-dward!
Ed shook all over as the cold air hit his now exposed body. He wore nothing but leather all over him. His penis was held in a contraption similar to his father's…except with some upgrades. A ring held him at the base unusually under the ball sack. This prevented the blood from being able to release his seed. Small strips of leather criss-crossed the length and the top was covered with a freezing cold metal covering, making the Ed whimper at the torture he was enduring.
"Father, please!" He moaned softly. Hohenheim looked the boy over and smirked.
"Certainly, son." He moved to the boy's head and straddled his shoulders. Positioning himself, he made it to where his hard dick was touching his son's lips.
"Lap at it like the trapped puppy you are." He commanded. Shaking, Ed could do nothing but comply. Reluctantly, he extended his tongue and began to lick at the disgusting man's tip, tears threatening to spill from his eyes.
-dward!
"Ohoho!" Roy laughed. "Little boy's asking for more. Maybe you should service the poor boy, Hohenheim? Unlubed?" The older blond nodded sadistically and proceeded to flip the boy once he got up.
"NO PLEASE!" Ed called out, tears streaming down his face freely. "Please don't do this to me Roy! I'll do anything! Just don't-don't-don't let him rape me!"
All Edward saw, however, as he felt the tip of his father's leather buckled penis start to spread apart his ass, was the satisfied look across his superior officer's face as that very man began to reach down his pants.
"Begin."
(A/N-Thus ends this slightly almost graphic rape scene. If you skipped it, this is your endpoint. Proceed with the story.)
"!"
Ed shot up in the bed, throat raw and sweat practically bleeding from his body as he trembled all over. He wildly glanced around the room, barely recognizing the dark haired person before him.
"D-don't let him." He whimpered softly to the blurry black haired figure before him. "P-please Roy, don't…just don't let him!"
"C-calm down Edward." The figure spoke. Fury bent down the younger boy and reassuringly placed a hand on his shoulder. "It was just a nightmare."
'He's trembling too much…' Fury thought, a little scared. Edward trembled so hard and fast, that the 20 year old officer thought for a second that he was having a seizure. 'I have to report this.'
After 20 minutes of trembling in silence, Ed got up and warmed up some tea from the fridge.
"What brings you here?" He murmured to Fury, his voice still shaking a little.
"Umm…" the reply was hesitant to answer. "Well, Breda and I share the dorm next to yours, and we heard you m-moaning. Breda thought you were in here with someone, but I didn't hear a-anyone else." Fury was almost too scared to continue. "I knocked, but when you didn't answer, I thought that maybe you were attacked…"
Edward nodded and numbly stared off in space. He could remember every detail of the dream that he had.
"Um…" Fury murmured nervously. "Are you going somewhere? I mean, your suitcase is-"
"Shit." Ed said weakly. "The Fuhrer…do you think you could give me a ride to his house?" Fury nodded, a concerned look on his face. "Of course. Just let me get the keys."
The two of them set off, and even as they drove, Fury noticed that Edward began to shiver a little.
"Here we are." He said. Edward met his eyes.
"Don't tell anyone." Edward said, a little darkness leaking into his eyes. "I'm begging you to not mention any of this to Mustang. H-he can't see me like…like that-that weak thing I turn into." Not waiting for a reply, Edward strode up to the door and opened it. He already knew this was the right place, and he wasn't in the mood for waiting. That nightmare made damn sure of that.
"Roy?" He called out weakly. When he heard no reply, he marched around and found the kitchen. "Hey Mustang, I was early, so I thought I'd—"
Edward had entered the kitchen, which was dark, and walked in on a woman's moaning voice.
"Oh, yes Roy! There!"
Without being able to see very well, Ed couldn't make out much, but he did see Roy's figure bent at the woman's throat, causing the woman's…pleasure."
"What the hell are you doing?" Edward asked calmly. Roy jumped violently, causing a tear in the woman's neck and blood on the man's lips.
"Kuso! Damn it Edward!" Roy growled, wiping his mouth. "Tara, you need your neck looked after. Go to the hospital and send the bill to the office. I'll take care of it." The woman nodded and turned on the light to leave. As she left, she paused to look at the runt before her.
"Heehee," She chuckled softly. "You're playing with little boys now Roy? Naughty naughty…at least he may grow handsome in a few years…"
Ed just sighed tiredly and shoved past her as she exited. "Yeah yeah." He muttered.
Roy cocked an eyebrow. "What? No rant about how you aren't so short that you'd be mistaken as a toddler?"
Ed shook his head. "No. I don't give a shit what you do in your personal hours, but you better leave me out of it. I-I can't handle anymore—" He left it at that, realizing that he almost let too much slip. "Never mind. Can we just leave now? I'm tired. I need to sleep."
Roy remained silent.
'Is he okay?' he thought in true concern. 'Has he been getting less sleep because of-of me?'
"Sure. Follow me. I need to get my things from the bedroom."
Edward suddenly blushed and almost refused, but seeing no choice in the matter, he followed in severe reluctance. By time he made it to the room, the man in front of him was holding a horrendously moldy and crusty sock.
"What the hell Mustang?"
"Take hold of it, and quickly."
Knowing better didn't mean that the kid was curious, and you know what they say about curiosity and cats…
"AHHH!" Ed gasped, feeling an uncomfortable tugging at his naval and the sensation of spinning in the air, making him feel more nauseous than he had ever been in his life. Seeing the ground spinning towards him, Edward followed his instincts and spun to land gracefully on two feet, one hand catching his fall on the ground.
Roy however…well, let's just say that Roy got a little too intimate with the ground than he initially intended.
"Damn." He muttered, getting to his feet and dusting off his body. "Well, that was pleasant, was it not?"
Ed's answer never came. He was frozen in the same position he landed, heart beating a mile a second, shivers showering his body.
'H-help…' he thought in a panic. The after affects of the portkey was killing him. He imagined that would be how it felt if he stayed asleep for the rape scene he was to endure in the previous nightmare.
"Edward? You okay?" Roy began to approach the blond, who then snarled at the man.
"Get back Taisa!" He screamed. "J-just don't touch me."
Roy was taken aback and complied with the chibi's order…taking a look around him, the Fuhrer noticed a small inn down the cobblestoned road.
"Well…get up then." Roy said gently. "We are to meet our client at the 3 Broomsticks."
D.D.D.D
The two sat softly down in the private booth reserved by their client and waited…Ed on one side, and Roy on the other.
Concern filled Roy's inner being.
"Are you sure you're okay Edo-kun?"
"Leave me alone!" Edward growled, looking away. "I don't need your fucking "compassion" or "concern". I just-"
"Hmm, that isn't the way one should treat an elder."
Ed slowly turned and took in the client's appearance. He was tall with medium silver hair and a long beard of the matching color. Half-moon glasses adorned his eyes. He was also wearing some robes and a pointy hat.
"Forgive me, but I just thought I'd divulge my thoughts. I am Professor Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
Ed snorted and looked back towards the wall. Sure, he knew he was being childish, but he also knew that he did NOT like this man…he seemed to leer at Ed the same way that Nightmare Roy did.
"Forgive my subordinate." Roy laughed hesitantly. "His transport here was rough on him. My name is Roy Mustang, Fuhrer of Amestris. He's Edward Elric, the FullMetal Alchemist."
Albus' eyes widened a little at the name. "Hmm, this little thing is the FullMetal Alchemist? I never would've thought…and you decided to come along? We would've done well with maybe even a Colonel. I was expecting Colonel Hawkeye anyway…"
Edward glared at the old man, but was still feeling a little queezy. He turned to Roy, who seemed a bit unsure of what to say.
"He's my guardian." Ed grumbled the lie, not sure why he was saving the bastard. "I don't have parents. He the closest I have to one."
Roy showed no trace of his shock at Edward's save, and instead just smiled at the headmaster.
"Edward lost his mother when he was 7, and his father abandoned him when he was 3."
"Oh Dear." The old man said softly. "I had no idea. My apologies Mr. Elric."
Edward didn't trust his voice so he just nodded instead.
"So I hear that we need to get Edward some school supplies?" Roy inquired, effectively changing the subject.
"Ahh, yes. You too, will need some things as well, Roy." Dumbledore turned to the strange red-orange bird behind him, drawing attention towards it for the first time. "Fawks, will you please fetch Minerva for me? I'm afraid I still wish to speak to these young men in here."
Ed snorted at the word young directed towards Roy. The man just twitched and made a silent promise to make Edward regret that move later that night.
The bird let out a sing-songy cry before bursting in a show of flames.
"Roy!" Ed growled, suddenly turning to the man. "You didn't have to kill the bird!"
"I didn't do a thing!"
"Oh really, then who else could—"
"If I may interrupt," Albus interceded. "Fawks is a Phoenix. That is merely the way he transports. In a few minutes, Minerva McGonagall should be here."
Ed blushed in embarrassment before he looked away.
"Um, okay then." The chibi blond mumbled. Roy chuckled along with Albus.
"It's quite alright young man." The elder man said. "I never expected very many alchemists to know much about the wizarding world anyway, and if you wish, I can grant you full use of our extensive library 24 hours a day. I will include unrestricted access to the Restricted Section. Do you think that would work, Mr. Mustang?"
Roy glanced at Edward and smiled softly at the unguarded excitement the boy showed. How could he deny him something that would bring him so much joy?
"Of course…but would it be rude of me to request that I may be granted to attend Edward?" Roy smiled at the headmaster to reassure him that his intentions were pure. "Even though I'm sure he's quite capable and that your school is quite excellent, I'm not so sure about some of the students. I would wish to protect him from anyone who may wish him harm."
Albus' eyebrows furrowed in confusement. "I'm not sure I follow. What exactly are you worried about?"
"What I mean to say, Professor, is that Edward is a really smart boy, and being granted something like that will undoubtedly bring up jealousy. It has…happened in the past."
Ed's head jerked up swiftly to meet Roy's midnight dark eyes. How did he know about those events?
"Ah, I see." Albus replied with a nod. "Of course, I'll also grant you full access as well."
"Ahem."
The three of them turned to see an elderly woman standing before them in velvety green robes and a pointy equally green hat.
"Good evening Albus. Are these two the newest recruits?" The woman asked, eyeing the two.
"Yes, Minerva, they are. I was wondering if you could show them the way to Diagon Alley? I would very much appreciate it. I still need to pick Harry up from the Dursley's."
"Of course, Albus." She turned from him and met the Amestrian's eyes. "Right this way please, we will be traveling by floo."
A/N-Well, that's the end of this chapter. I tried to slow it down a lot and put in some fillers and stuff, so I do hope it's longer than its predecessor. I'll update when I can, but seeing how it's senior year, I will be very busy!
Ja ne!