So here's Ch.2 of Broken Body. Hope you enjoy! Please read and review!

Warning: contains sex/rape, bondage, self mutilation, bad language

Also, my head's been in a real fog so the grammar and sentence structure is probably not up to par with the chapter. Please ignore it for now until I can get a chance to go over this and correct everything. Thank you.

Gold streaks of sunlight flooded the room through the window bathing the two bodies in stunning brilliance. Ed fluttered his eyes open and refused the urge to move; his head was up against his younger brothers back and he listened to the steady heartbeat as he thought about the events of last night.

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"Oh Al..."

"Brother, tell me what happened," Al demanded as he looked up at his brother through blurred eyes.

Ed's mind raced. He knew he wouldn't be able to bring himself to tell Al the truth of what had happened to him. After a few moments of thinking, Ed knew he had to break the impending silence with some answer other than the truth.

"Al this is just a big misunderstanding...I wasn't going to do what you thought I was going to do...How did you see me anyway?"

"Through the keyhole once you turned the light on," Al replied. "But what happened? I'm not stupid, Edward. That's a bite mark on your neck and I doubt your ran into a door to get that bruise on your face."

"You're right...Had a very eventful day yesterday," Ed said. At least there was some truth in the statement. "You see, Lieutenant Hawkeye had her dog at Central yesterday and for some reason he tackled me and bit me." Again, there was some hidden truth in what he had said.

Al nodded and thought, 'Again, I'm not stupid, Brother...' He wanted to say that, but something held him back. Instead he asked, "And the bruise?"

"Well...when I was walking back home I was jumped by a thug. All he was able to do was land one punch before I kicked his ass..." Ed said with a shrug. He hated this. He hated lying to his brother like this. Every word he said withered his heart piece by piece.

Al nodded once again, appearing to agree, but on the inside he knew there was something much bigger than what his brother had told him. 'I guess he'll tell me when he's ready...' Al thought.

"Hey Al, it's late. You should be getting to bed," Ed said with a kind smile.

"Brother...you gave me a good scare...can I sleep in here with you?" Al asked softly.

"Of course," Ed said and patted Al's mat of brown locks. They crawled in Ed's bed together and Ed wrapped his arms around his younger blood.

Before the human transmutation incident so many years ago, Al would always slip into Ed's room to sleep in his bed especially when the weather was sour or he had a nightmare; Ed never once declined his younger brother from that sleep.

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The young brunet opened his eyes and turned to meet Ed's amber eyes. "Good morning," Al said in a tired voice.

"Morning," Ed smiled.

"Okay, time to start the day. Gonna go fix breakfast. Eggs?"

"You know it," Ed said and Al swung his feet over the edge of the bed and started for the kitchen. Ed laid there staring at the ceiling, thinking. 'What's going to happen today? I have to go back to Central today and I know he'll be there...he always is. Should I tell someone about this? No...there's no one to tell. Who would believe me over Roy about this? No one would. I-' A delightfully delicious smell hit him, stopping his thinking and making his stomach growl. His mouth began to water at the heavenly aroma of Al's cooking, even though it was just eggs and maybe toast. He left his bed and headed for the kitchen.

"Smells...so...good!" Ed drooled as he sat at the table, and Al placed a plate full of scrambled eggs and toast with some bacon in front of him. With lightning speed, Ed began to devour the food. He hadn't eaten anything since yesterday's breakfast so his appetite was ravenous.

"Brother, slow down or you'll choke," Al warned as he began to eat his own breakfast.

After breakfast, Ed headed to the bathroom to shower. As he stood under the hot pour of water scrubbing his skin with a soapy rag he suddenly felt very wretched. He felt dirty in that moment, but not dirty as in mud; it was a different kind of dirty, a kind that no amount of water or soap could ever clean away. He ran his fingers over the tender area of skin on his neck where Roy's teeth had marked him. He started to blink rapidly in a desperate attempt to stop the flood of tears that wanted out. He couldn't stop them. He buried his eyes in the crook of his arm against the shower wall and sobbed, the hot water nipping at his skin.

He wasn't sure how many minutes he stood there crying, but when his tears stopped he shut of the water and stepped out. He began to dry himself with his towel and wrapped it around his waist as he headed for his room to dress. Once he shut and locked the door to his room he froze. The knife from last night was still open up on his floor slightly hiding underneath his bed. His breathing went uneven as he bent down to pick up the blade. He sat on the edge of his bed holding the knife in his hand and then it hit him. Last night he wanted to cut himself because he was mad at himself, but what if he did it for a different reason? What if he cut himself to stop something like that from happening again? If he scarred his body would Roy find him unattractive and cease his torture? That what he was hoping for.

Ed tightened his grip on the handle and moved the edge of the blade to his shoulder. He decided he'd start there and hoped that would be enough to stop Roy. He slowly dug the sharp edge into his skin and made a long strip going down his arm a few inches. He inhaled sharply as he made another crimson strip and another and another. His eyes blurred and pained tears silently fell from the corner of his eyes.

'Please make this stop him. Let this tell him what he's doing to me. Please, oh please,' Ed prayed as he removed his damp towel from around his waist to cover the self-inflicted wounds. He kept pressure on the cuts until the bleeding subsided and he wiped the blood off of the knife before shoving the stained linen underneath his bed, out of sight. If Al found out...

He shook the thought off and began dressing himself. He pulled on his boxers and some brown trousers, deciding it was too hot outside for his favorite leather pants. He stood in front of the full length mirror that hung on his wall and frowned. The marks on his shoulder was very visible and when he saw the damage he caused himself he began to fill with regret. He sighed deeply and slowly pulled on a tan button-up shirt. He left his room and told Al he'd be back later, so he left for Central.

"Good morning, Fullmetal," Hawkeye greeted when he walked into the room.

"G-" Ed went to say, but was interrupted by the door opening and Falman popped his head through.

"Come on everyone. The Fuhrer is demanding a meeting with all of us. Now," Falman announced and with many grumbles everyone in the office rose from their seats and followed Falman to where the meeting was taking place.

The group of State Military members walked into the large auditorium and took their seats. Unfortunately for Ed, he was stuck sitting next to Roy. Every military soldier, high rank and low rank, were seated in the auditorium and Fuhrer Bradley was standing on the stage in front of them with a mic in his hands.

"Good to see you again, Edward," Roy whispered. Ed didn't say anything.

The Fuhrer coughed into the microphone to get everyones attention. "It has recently come to my attention on multiple occasions about the sexual relationships between officers. It has been reported to me that more than a dozen officers have been raped by their superiors and I will not tolerate this."

Ed smiled on the inside as he felt Roy tense and stiffen.

The Fuhrer continued, "You are all grown men and women and I urge you all to contain yourselves. If this continues then there will be dire consequences to pay and I don't care what rank you are. A Colonel will be punished just the same as a Sergeant."

Every muscle froze in Roy's body at the Fuhrer's mention of Colonel and Ed was getting a considerable amount of pleasure from Roy's tense behavior.

"We are here to serve our great country of Amestris against its foes. We are not here to "bang" each other, as you young ones like to call it. I will be going to extraordinary lengths to stop this if it continues and y'all don't want that, do you?" Bradley asked. "I didn't think so."

Fuhrer Bradley's speech went on until noon and then he dismissed everyone. Everyone went back to their offices and their work and some went to lunch. Once they got into the office from before the meeting, they started talking about lunch. Ed sat down at one of the long tables uneasily; he felt Roy's eyes on him and they weren't kind eyes.

Finally, Roy's voice broke through their discussion of where to go to eat lunch. "Fullmetal, I need to talk to you in my office," he said. It was Ed's turn to tense. He hesitantly rose to his feet and stepped forward in the direction of the door to Roy's office and then walked in.

"We're going to lunch, Colonel. Want us to bring you anything back?" Fuery asked.

"No thanks, my lunch is in my office" Roy said and the group left. Roy stepped into his office and shut the door behind him, locking it too.

He grabbed Ed by the collar of his shirt and threw him against the wall. His eyes were intense and not at all happy. "What did you say!? Who did you tell!?" he asked in a very angry tone.

"N-no one. I haven't told anyone. I-I swear it. No one knows," Ed said and fear started to coil deep in his stomach as Roy wrapped his strong hands around his throat. Instinctively Ed grabbed at Roy's hands to remove them, but Roy was stronger than he was as much as Ed hated admitting that anyone was stronger than him. If only he could use alchemy...

"You little bastard! I know you told someone something! You told Alphonse, didn't you!?"

"N-no," Ed managed to squeeze out. 'I'm gonna pass out...I can't breath...' Ed thought as he struggled for air. Roy dropped him and he collapsed to his knees trying to catch his breath. The young blond wasn't prepared for what came next. Roy delivered a powerful kick to Ed's gut that made him fall over on his side, clenching his stomach and gasping.

In an instant, Roy had Ed pinned to the floor by straddling him just like yesterday. Roy unbuttoned Ed's shirt and removed it, but his angry expression turned to puzzled when he saw the four still-fresh marks on Ed's shoulder.

"What's this?" Roy asked in an odd soft voice. Ed didn't answer. "Ed, what is it?" Roy asked again in a more stern voice.

"You should know! You caused it!" Ed shrieked and he felt the tears coming back.

"So...you thought that doing something like this to yourself would stop me, didn't you? If you thought you could get me to stop by playing the sympathy card, then how stupid you are," Roy said and pressed down hard on the marks causing them to start bleeding again and for Ed to wince at the sharp pain. "You know, Ed, you should go a bit deeper next time and don't do it on the shoulder. No, that's not a good place at all. Next time you need to go here," Roy said as he ran his blood-tipped fingers down Ed's arm, leaving a long trail of blood, until they rested on the inside of Ed's wrist. Roy's fingers wrapped around each wrist and held them firmly down at Ed's sides so that he wouldn't be able to fight while Roy started to do what he wanted with the teen.

Roy started by licking at the smooth skin of Ed's abdomen and chest, adding a bite here and there. The bites weren't enough to leave permanent marks like on Ed's neck, but you could still see them for what they were. Roy's tongue ran from Ed's collarbone all the way down, dipping into his naval and then having to stop as the band of Ed's pants interrupted him. Roy stopped and frowned at the intruding article of clothing, but his frown quickly changed into a grin as he let go of Ed's wrists to remove the pair of handcuffs that hung on his belt. Ed's eyes widened and he began to struggle underneath Roy.

Roy got off of the smaller frame and lifted him up to his feet; Ed immediately began to throw punches and kicks in a desperate attempt to get away. Ed managed to get a solid punch to connect with Roy's jaw that sent him staggering back, so Ed used that to his advantage and sprinted for the door. Before he was able to put his hand on the knob, which was locked anyway, he crashed to the floor; Roy had reached out and grabbed his foot, tripping him, and then Roy yanked Ed's leg to pull him closer.

"Let go of me!" Ed growled as he kicked his free leg at Roy and it hit his hand making Roy let go of Ed's leg. Once again, Ed ran for the door having forgotten that Roy had locked it. "Come on, come on! Open dammit!" Ed begged the door as he pulled at the knob.

He was pulled away from the door by Roy who had grabbed him by his long, blond braid. He yelped at the pull on his scalp and made an attempt to swat at the hand that was holding him. Ed struggled wildly to get Roy to let go of his hair, but he stopped when he felt something sharp press against his throat.

"That's what it takes," Roy said in a rather sadistic tone.

"Just kill me, Mustang," Ed said through gritted teeth.

"Now, why would I kill my favorite pet? Wouldn't be very smart of me," Roy said and pressed the knife a bit harder against the soft skin of Ed's neck.

"Weren't you listening to what the Fuhrer was saying? You'll lose your rank and you'll be put in prison for years after I show him all the markings you've left on my body."

"How would I be put in prison? All that I have to say is that you consented and we were having rough sex that got a bit out of hand," Roy said. "You're eight-teen and that makes you legal."

"Think again, you bastard. I'm still a minor, only seventeen. Consented or not, you'll still be locked away," Ed said and inwardly commended himself for his fighting back and for gaining the upper hand even though he still had a knife to his neck.

"Don't make me have to show you what will happen if you tell anyone about this," Roy warned. "But I think I'll tell you instead, just so that we're on the same page." Ed felt Roy hot breath against his cheek and Roy's harsh whispers filled his ear. "As soon as I find out that you spoke, I'll go after Alphonse. I'll fuck him nice and good before I burn him to a crisp. Then, I'll come after you and beat you, fuck you, mutilate you, and everything else that's considered a sin and immoral. And I'll do this all before anyone will be able to react and send me off to prison. I might even kill myself after I kill you so I'll be able to fuck you in the fires of Hell."

"You bastard! You're fucking sick! You're a disgrace to Man!" Ed seethed.

"I'll do all those things, Ed. Don't think I won't. My advice to you is to keep your damn mouth shut and give me your body for my pleasure."

"Go to Hell, Roy Mustang!" Ed yelled as he grabbed Roy's hand that held the knife and jerked it away from him so that he could twist the small blade out of Roy's hands. It dropped to the floor and Ed kicked it away to the other side of the room out of both of their grasps. As Ed's leg came down from kicking the knife away he smashed it into Roy's foot who reacted by throwing Ed face down to the floor. Ed tried to get back up, but Roy was already on top of him. Roy seized both of Ed's hands and twisted them behind his back and he felt the cold, metal handcuffs go around his wrists. Roy reached around the shirtless blond and expertly unbuttoned and unzipped Ed's pants and had them, as well as his boxers, removed and discarded even though Ed struggled wildly to slow Roy down.

"Time you to pay for being such a bad boy today," Roy said and unzipped his own pants to remove his throbbing organ out of it's cloth cage. Roy didn't show the least bit of mercy as he plunged his entire length into Ed.

Again, it happened. Roy thrusted in and out of Ed quickly until he came and then he reached around Ed to pump him until he came too. Ed cursed himself once Roy started touching him in that manner as the moans escaped his throat. He had to tell himself over and over, 'The body reacts no matter who's touching...The body reacts...'

With both of them sweating and panting, Roy collapsed on top of Ed. Ed felt Roy's hands move to the handcuffs and the lock on it click releasing him from the bonds. Exhausted, Ed got to his feet slowly and painfully. He slowly pulled on his clothes and left, after Roy had unlocked the door, not saying anything else.

Roy sat back in his chair with his feet propped up on his desk and peered out his window to see the sun descending the skies in golden brilliance over the city of Central. He smiled as he thought about what had just happened. He was going to enjoy having his new pet and if his new pet slipped up he might even end up with two. His mind went to Alphonse, the younger Elric. Roy already planned out what he'd do with Al if given the chance. He laughed out his triumph.

Just like yesterday, Ed went home. He thought he'd be able to escape everything once he was fast asleep, but the dreams weren't as sweet as he'd have liked them to be. His dreams, more like nightmares, depicted images of Roy doing things to Al and then to Ed in the way Roy threatened he would do. He shot up in his bed, moonlight flooding in the room and a bead of sweat trailing down his cheek.

If this kept up he wasn't sure how long he would be able to survive, but he had to...for Al, most of all.

To be continued...

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