Desert Rose (a Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood fic)

Disc.: I'm sure I've said this plenty of times before, but I don't own this series or any other I write fics about…so there's really no need to ask.

A/N: So, I feel like this is turning into a sort of 'Law & Order: SVU' esque fic but that's ok with me. I just hope it's okay with you guys, cuz you're the ones who read it and give me feedback. This chapter is gonna have a rape scene, and I'm not gonna say any more than that or it'll spoil the ending before the movie's over…alrighty now, here we go!

Ch.2- Pain

Ed was drifting in and out of consciousness as he tried to recall what had happened before he blacked out. He remembered that he found that woman crying in the alley, she said that a young man was in danger and then he lost consciousness when he felt something hard hit the back of his head. His head hurt really badly, and the sound of that knife grinding against the whetstone wasn't helping.

Wait, knife grinding on a whetstone? Where exactly was he, and why would someone be sharpening a knife? As he finally managed to wake himself up, he looked around and saw a bunch of gutted and headless animals, and also saw the same woman he'd met in the alleyway sharpening a very large and very thick butcher's cleaver.

"My hero awakens. Word on the playground is that you can transmute without a circle, so just in case…" the woman said as she held up something in her hand, and Ed only now noticed that it was his automail arm. He looked down at his automail port where the arm would be attached, panic setting in quickly as he realized that he also had no chalk or anything on him to draw a transmutation circle and escape. His attention was called back to the woman as she began laughing somewhat derangedly.

"Please allow me to introduce myself, my name is Barry and this is my butcher shop."

"You're…a man?!"

"Guilty as charged, and as a reward I'm gonna make your stay here a bit more bearable." The blonde man said as he walked over to Ed and hoisted him up along with the chair he was sitting on, a sadistic grin settling on his face as he eyed the blonde Alchemist up and down appreciatively. He then set the chair down and began speaking to Edward in a voice that was dripping with lust.

"If you behave yourself, then I'll make sure you feel really good before you die. Besides, who am I to just throw away such a beautiful boy before I'm done playing with him?"

"You sick…why are you doing this?!"

"Why? Huh, what a strange little question that is…I suppose it's because I enjoy it. The first person I ever killed was my wife, she kept nagging me about something and without meaning to I chopped her into little pieces. The next to go was my son Troy, he was angry at how I'd offed my wife and without even realizing it I'd raped him, over and over. But when I realized how warm and tight he felt as he kept screaming my name and begging me to stop, I began to revel in how good it felt to defile someone so young and pure…then I killed him to shut him up for good, and I then wanted more, more people to kill and more young boys to have my way with. The blonde ones like you are my favorite pick, there's just something about how feisty they are before I take them and kill them that it gets me hard just thinking about all the fun I'm gonna have with them before they're gone for good."

Ed was scared shitless by this point, this man was not only deranged, he was as sick as anyone could get…first his wife, and then his son?!

"Why would you do something like that, and to your own family?!"

"Because I can, you see. People have no qualms about getting what they want and employing certain methods to carry out their deeds. But men are different, they have morals. But send them to war and they have no problem slaughtering other people…and even if that satisfies their bloodlust, it still leaves them empty and so they take people against their will to give them that satisfaction of bedding someone even if that someone doesn't want it."

"Stop! Don't touch me, you sick bastard!"

Barry wasn't listening to Edward's cries of protest, instead he was focused on getting the boy out of the chair and onto the ground where he'd fuck him until he was begging to die. As he finally got the chains off of the chair, he tightened them to the point where the blonde boy beneath his predatory gaze couldn't move his arms at all. He then smirked maliciously down at his captive prey, his apron already falling off and hitting the ground.

(Warning: rape scene ahead, sorry to do this to you Ed but it's necessary for the chapter! Forgive me!)

Before Ed could even attempt to beg for his life, Barry took a rag that he'd used on a raw pig carcass and stuffed it into Ed's mouth. The smell of blood and rotted meat was making the blonde want to gag, but as long as the vile cloth was jammed into his throat then he'd end up drowning in his own vomit and die long before anyone came to help him. As he watched with eyes full of fear, Ed felt his black tanktop get cut off of his body by a carving knife that Barry kept in his smock.

As the cold ground made contact with his warm skin, the blonde Alchemist hissed from the freezing cold stone that he was laying upon. Barry then took the smock off and discarded it nearby as he then removed Ed's pants along with his boots, leaving both males in their boxers as Barry leaned down over his prey.

The blonde truly was a beauty, with pale skin and golden blonde hair that was in the most adorable braid. His eyes were the same shade as his hair, a molten gold that reminded one of raw gold ore moments before it was refined and shaped into something beautiful. Well, after today this boy would know what it meant to be truly broken. Barry started with licking up and down Ed's body, then he sucked roughly on his nipples until they were raw and sensitive to even the slightest touch.

Next came nipping along his stomach and down to his shorts, his hands going back up to pinch and play with the abused nipples and this made the blonde beneath him shudder in pain. Barry then moved up to his collarbone and nipped there until there was a bleeding hickey, the red liquid streaming down his chest as his assailant kept leaving more bites like this one all over his exposed skin. By the time he got Ed's boxers off, the bites had turned purple and blue from the abusive treatment to the areas they were sitting upon.

Barry had also worked off his own boxers by then, Ed's eyes going wide with fear at the size of the other man's dick. It was easily 9 inches long and very thick. It was also fully erect, and looked like it would tear the blonde in half if it was pushed inside of him. Barry then pushed a finger into the smaller blonde's virgin entrance roughly with no warning, the digit moving in and out but not quite going all the way inside as he repeated this action with a second finger. The two digits stretched him open and when a third was added, his entrance was already abused and widened to the point of being torn beyond any hope of repair.

Ed had a feeling he knew what was coming next and without any sort of warning again Barry thrusted in balls deep, the action tearing a loud and muffled scream of pain from Ed's throat. After waiting a few seconds, Barry began thrusting roughly and quickly. The blonde Alchemist could do nothing but let his captor abuse and humiliate him, pain being all that he knew as he felt himself bleed from the rough thrusting and he could also feel his release coming. Sensing this, Barry began pumping Ed's weeping cock in time with his thrusts until both men came hard. After a few more seconds, Barry pulled out and yanked the rag from his prey's mouth.

"Now then, it's time to give you your happy ending…say goodbye, little Alchemist!"

Ed just lay there spent and ruined, all hope having left him hours ago and he was actually starting to welcome death. Before Barry could finish him off, he was thrown against a wall and the cleaver yanked from his hand. Ed could vaguely make out someone beating the man into a near inch of death before he heard footsteps coming towards him. At first, he thought that it was Alphonse…but he could tell upon a closer assessment that it wasn't him as a familiar voice began speaking to him.

"Edward, are you alright?"

The blonde looked up at his savior through blurred vision, surprised that it was Scar who'd come to save him.

"Scar…is that you?"

"Yes, little one. I've come to get you out of here, now let's get going." Scar said as he wrapped the red cloak he'd found earlier around the smaller blonde's body and cradled him gently in his arms. As he held him close, Scar could feel and hear Ed's broken wailing as they both stepped out of the alley and into the city streets whereupon they were greeted by the Flame Alchemist and his men.

"Hold it right there, Ishvallan. Where do you think you're going?"

"Flame Alchemist Roy Mustang, if you care even the slightest bit about this boy then you'll stand aside and let me help him."

The Flame Alchemist looked at who Scar was holding and was shocked at what he saw. The Ishvallan refugee was holding Edward in his arms, and he looked like a broken doll being carried off to the trash heap.

"Fullmetal!"

"Stop right there…come any closer and you'll end up doing more harm than good, he needs medical attention. But he'll not find it here, I'm taking him out of this cursed city and to a healer in my peoples' refugee camp."

"Like hell you are, you terrorist!" Roy moved to shoot this man but Hawkeye stopped him, surprising everyone present.

"Hawkeye, what are you doing?!"

"Sir, as much as I hate to take his side in this matter, he's right. Whatever happened to Ed was caused by someone here in Central, and perhaps letting this man take him to his own people may actually help more than if he were treated here."

"But-"

"Think of Edward right now, Roy. If he sees you, then that may do irreparable damage and we can't risk that. So, I suggest we let them go for now and wait to see what happens."

Roy was pissed that Hawkeye had erred on the side of the Ishvallan man holding Ed close to his body, but what he saw had shocked him…it was the way the other man was holding him in his arms, it was almost…loving, protective. He sighed and let the other walk past, none of them sure how long they'd be gone.

Roy could only hope that it wasn't too long, the only thing left to do now was tell Alphonse of what all had transpired.

T.B.C.- Wow, I'm so mean to poor Edward! Anyway, next chapter will be up soon so be ready when it drops!