So here's chapter 3. Hope you enjoy it! Please read and review! And thanks to everyone who's read, reviewed, alerted, and favorited this! I appreciate it!

Warning: contains sex/rape and all that other stuff that I've already mentioned before.

Also...I think this chapter sucks, but I tried.

For the fourth time that night, Ed shot up in his bed. His breathing was uneven and sweat glistened off of his body as the moonlight fluttered through the window. Every time he'd fall asleep terrible dreams would haunt him, and he realized that Roy had taken more than just his body he'd taken his mind too. He was worried and afraid of what would happen not to just himself but to Alphonse.

Ed stared out the window at the silver moon and the million twinkling stars that danced in the sky. Just then, something shot across the sky and Ed watched the star race across the sky. Before any of this stuff had happened with Roy, he wouldn't have payed any attention to it, but something deep inside of him called out and he just had to do what he was about to do.

"Shooting Star, I wish I could be stronger. Please make me stronger," Ed said softly as the star disappeared behind the radiant moon. Ed laid back down on his bed and closed his eyes. His mind finally felt at ease, as well as his heart, as he drifted off into such a deep sleep that he wasn't going to wake up until late in the morning.

Al walked into his brother's room for the hundredth time that morning, or at least it felt that many. He knew Ed was a rather lazy person, but for Ed to sleep this late in the morning was strange and Al was starting to worry. He was worried that his brother might be getting sick, so with soft steps he walked to Ed's bedside and placed the back of his hand on Ed's forehead. No fever.

Al shrugged and turned to walk out of the room, but something caught his eye. He turned back and looked down at his brother's sleeping body. Ed almost always slept shirtless, especially during the summer. Poking out from underneath the corner of the blanket was an odd mark. Puzzled and curious, Alphonse slowly pulled the blanket back and his eyes widened as he saw the four red cuts on his older brother's shoulder. Time felt like it had stopped in that moment as he looked at the marks and he realized that he was holding his breath.

The younger Elric felt something coil inside him, something like fear and then anger. He was afraid for Ed, afraid that Ed might take things one step too far and seriously hurt himself. He was angry at Ed for not confiding in him and angry at himself for not realizing something like this sooner.

'What happened to you, Brother? Why won't you tell me?' Al thought and realized he was hoping for some mental answer, but he didn't get any such thing.

He placed the blanket back and decided he would confront his brother about this when the time was right, which he also decided was not now. He left the room and tried to push his concerns to the back of his mind, but that seemed near impossible. He was deeply concerned.

Amber pools were revealed when Ed fluttered his eyes open. He sat up in his bed slowly and stretched as he looked out the window at the sky which was adorned with a bright, golden sun. Realizing what time it was, Ed jumped out of bed and hastily pulled on clothes.

"I'm late! I'm late! I'm late! Not good!" Ed cried out as he pulled on a pair of khaki trousers and a white shirt. Amidst the chaos, Ed forgot to braid his hair. He was about to sprint out of his room when he looked down and saw that he was wearing two different shoes. "Oh Hell!" he muttered as he took one shoe off and put the right shoe on.

"Bye Al! Gotta go! Be back later tonight!" Ed yelled to Al, who was in the kitchen, as he ran out of the house.

Ed ran down the streets of Central with his hair trailing golden strands behind him. He took the steps to Central Headquarters two at a time and was starting to get out of breath as he got near the top. He slowed his sprint down to a fast walk as he went down the many hallways. He stood in front of the designated door and took a moment to compose himself before turning the knob and stepping in.

"You're late, Fullmetal," Mustang said as Ed took his seat among the table of military officers.

"Sorry," Ed muttered and with that the meeting began.

The meeting that was taking place was normal and happened every six months. They discussed concerns and recent missions and all kinds of things that needed fixing or needed discussing. But this time, a certain someone brought up a rather uncomfortable topic.

"Fullmetal, you are aware that the Alchemy Assessment is coming up, aren't you?" Mustang asked and Ed saw the slightest of smiles crease on Roy's lips as Ed felt every muscle in his body lock.

"Y-yes, I could take it today and pass," Ed said, rather uneasily. 'Dammit, I forgot about that! Nothing's going right anymore! What's going to happen now? I can't use alchemy and I'm a State Alchemist. ARGH!' Ed yelled in his head.

"Something the matter, Fullmetal?" Mustang asked in a tone of voice that said he knew exactly what was wrong and he was trying to make Ed as uneasy as possible.

"Nothing's wrong, Sir," Ed replied.

"Yeah, Ed, come to think of it...I haven't seen you clapping your hands together lately," Fuery said.

"Well...there hasn't been much call for it," Ed replied in as cool a voice as he could muster.

The meeting ended roughly thirty minutes later and everyone left to go home, or just about everyone.

Ed was the last to leave and as he walked out into the hallway, his eyes shifted down the hallway.

"Ah! Help!" a voice cried out. The face was hidden behind a stack of books and the figure swayed back and forth under the heavy load. Ed, being the nice guy he was, rushed over to the person and took the top half of the books in his arms.

"Thank you!" Sheska said, relieved. Ed looked at the mousy woman and noticed how she was dressed. He'd never seen her as anything but a plain, little woman, but as he looked at her now he felt his jaw drop. She was wearing a knee-length emerald dress with her brown locks tumbling over her shoulders in big, wavy curls. Her face was painted in soft tones that really brought out her features.

"Going somewhere?" Ed asked after a minute of silence.

"Yeah...I have a date tonight...well had a date tonight," she said softly and Ed noticed the pink that was gracing her cheeks. "I was getting ready when the office called and said I had to come in and tend to these books...What a drag!"

"A date? Hmmm...who's the lucky fellow?" Ed asked as they walked to down the hall.

"Oh, he's handsome, and tall, and handsome, and smart, and handsome, and funny, and did I mention he's handsome?" Sheska said in a bubbly way that Ed had never heard before, but her voice changed as she continued, "But...it doesn't matter...I'm stuck here..."

"Tell me what to do," Ed said and Sheska raised her eyebrow. "Tell me what to do and I'll do it so that you can go on this date. You deserve a break once in a while."

Her face brightened and an ear-to-ear smile formed on her face. "Oh thank you so much, Ed! I owe you big!" she said and they walked into a small room where they set the books down on the table. She told him where all the books went and what to do, but she looked at him seriously and handed a manila folder to him. "And this goes to Colonel Mustang. It has to get to him today. It's very important. Colonel Mustang's residence is on the way to yours, isn't it?"

"Y-yes, it is, but...are you sure that I have to bring this to him?" Ed asked uneasily. He really didn't feel like going anywhere near that vile man for fear of what would most likely end up happening again.

"Oh please, Ed, please! Can you do this for me? Please! All you have to do is drop it off at his place," she said and put out her lower lip and widened her eyes in a pleading puppy manner.

"Fine..." Ed sighed. Sheska squealed and wrapped her arms around him and left.

A cool breeze drifted through the night air as Ed started his walk to deliver the manila folder tucked under his arm to Roy's house. With every step closer, he felt his heart beat a bit faster.

'Everything's going to be fine. Yeah...I'll just slide the folder under the door, knock, and run like hell. Yeah, I can do that. But what if...' Ed suddenly realized he was standing in front of Roy's door. Remembering his plan, he bent down to slip the folder through the crack at the bottom of the door. He frowned when it wouldn't fit through the slot. 'Shit...' he thought as he sighed and knocked on the door.Silently he was praying for Roy not to be there or not to hear his knocks, but he wasn't so lucky.

The door opened moments later to reveal Roy's once-sleeping face. His dark hair was disheveled and his eyes were dull from sleep. He was wearing a white tee-shirt and black boxers.

"What?" Roy asked sharply, clearly annoyed that he had been roused from his sleep.

"Sheska sent me to give you this file. She said it had to get to you today," Ed said and handed Roy the document. Roy looked at the paper tucked inside the folder and sighed.

"Come in," he said.

"I'd rather not," replied Ed.

"You have to sign this. Any person who's hands go on this file has to sign a special paper. It's procedure. Come in," he said again, but this time in a more demanding tone.

Roy stepped aside and motioned for Ed to walk inside and he did. Ed stepped into the dark living room, and Roy shut the front door and turned on the switch that illuminated the room with bright light. Roy placed the file on the coffee table and sat down on the sofa and took out the necessary paper for Ed to sign as well as a pen. Ed, sitting on the sofa next to Roy,took the pen and skimmed the paper before he signed his name and dated it.

As Ed set the pen back down on the coffee table, he felt something odd tug on his loose hair. He looked at Roy and realized that it was Roy running his fingers through the golden strands. Roy's eyes were no longer dull, but held something brilliant in them. Lust.

"Roy...no..." Ed said softly as he pushed Roy's hand out of his hair. Roy had other intentions instead of stopping; he grabbed Ed's wrist and in a flash, he had Ed underneath him on the sofa. He jerked violently to get out of Roy's vice grip. "Roy, please, let go of me!" he said and mentally cursed himself for starting to beg again. A low chuckle came from Roy's throat as he inched his lips closer and closer to Ed's until they met. Roy's tongue forced its way between Ed's lips and into his mouth. Ed thought about biting down on the wet muscle, but recalled on what happened the last time he did that.

Roy's tongue wiggled like a worm in his mouth,running over every bit of the moist cavern. Surprisingly to Ed, he parted from him and let go of the grip he held on his wrists. He got off of the smaller body and let dumbfounded Ed lay on the sofa. He waited until Ed got up before he made any movement. As Ed looked into Roy's eyes, he could almost see the gears turning in his head. Roy was thinking and deeply too. Ed slowly sat up and ten rose to his feet from the sofa; his eyes never left Roy during the transition.

"Stay there," Roy commanded as he walked off into some other part of the house.

'Go, now's your chance! Get out of here! Now! But...I can't...move...Why can't I move?' Ed asked himself panicked when he tried to move his legs, but couldn't. It was as if Roy's command was forcing him to follow the order. Roy came back and Ed saw something gripped in his hands.

"Know what this is?" Roy asked as he held out the object for Ed to see.

"It's a pair of pliers," Ed replied.

"Right you are. A very handy took, don't you agree? Y'know, during the Ishbal War, I had the privilege to use such an item as this," Roy said and Ed looked at him puzzled. "You see, there are many parts of the human body that can cause a tremendous amount of pain by using only these little pliers. In Ishbal we used them to rip off fingernails, toenails, even chunks of skin, but the most agonizing place to have these used is in your mouth. It's very gruesome to rip out tooth by tooth with these. Would you like to know how it feels?" He stepped closer to Ed and Ed tried to step back, but his legs still wouldn't move. Ed didn't answer, so Roy took that as a no. "Good," he said, "now get on your knees."

Reluctantly and confused by the order, Ed did so. He slowly got to his knees in front of his grinning superior. Shock, fear, confusion, and array of other emotions stirred in Ed's stomach as Roy slid his boxers down to let out his already hard member.

"Remember, watch your teeth or I'll yank them all out," Roy warned, flashing the pliers one last time before tossing them on the sofa. He placed the head of his member to Ed's lips and pushed forward, demanding entrance. Ed wasn't sure what to do other than to close his eyes and let Roy in his unwilling mouth. His mind fought hard to block out the fact that there was another man's penis in his mouth, but that was a fact that was hard to deny. He had no clue what to do; as much as he hated it, he lazily ran his tongue over the head of Roy's member.

"Show some damn enthusiasm!" Roy growled as he slapped Ed on top of his head. Roy was growing frustrated as Ed refused to any more than what he had been doing, so he grabbed Ed by the back of his head and vigorously pushed and pulled Ed making his member go deep into Ed's unwilling mouth. Satisfying moans of pleasure came from Roy's throat and Ed had to screw his eyes shut tightly to drive the tears that threatened to fall at hearing Roy's sick noises. Ed hated this.

Roy felt himself approaching release and as he pulled completely out of Ed's mouth the white seed shot at Ed's face, landing on his cheeks and neck. Roy wrapped his fingers around his member and stroked it, urging the rest of the sticky substance out onto Ed's face. Ed flinched as it hit his skin. He hated this. Lately, it seemed he was hating a lot of thinks.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Ed, now you're all dirty. Come on, we should get you cleaned up," Roy said as he grabbed Ed by the collar of his shirt, lifting him to his feet and dragging him down the hallway.

Roy threw Ed in a dark room and as the light flicked on, he saw that he was in the bathroom. Roy was swiftly on top of him, shedding off the layer of clothing on Ed until he was nothing but bare skin; Roy took off his own shirt. Roy reached into the shower and turned on the faucet and a million hot droplets of water came raining down. He grabbed Ed and forced into the shower before stepping in himself. He grabbed a soapy rag and started to gently rub every inch of Ed's skin. Even though the water was hot, Ed couldn't help but shiver under Roy's touches and Roy noticed this. He grinned at seeing the blond's discomfort and decided to have a bit of fun. Roy dropped the rag and grabbed Ed with a bruising grip on the back of his neck, like you would a feisty kitten. He held Ed face against the shower wall and with his free hand he trailed his fingers ghost-like down Ed's back until he got to Ed's water slicked entrance. He ran one digit over the hole and pushed it in. Ed gasped slightly at the small amount of discomfort and an even bigger gasp came from him when Roy pushed a second finger inside him. Roy wiggled the two fingers around and started to slowly push them deeper in Ed. He felt Roy's grip tighten on his neck as he started to attempt to struggle out of the grip. He was sure that the grip would leave a nasty bruise. Ed was horrified when he heard the moan that escaped his lips as Roy's fingers brushed over something inside him that caused a surge of pleasure to wave through his entire body. Roy laughed at the moan and retreated his fingers from the dark insides of the smaller body. Roy felt himself growing harder again.

Roy turned off the water and pulled the knee-weak Ed out of the shower. He took a towel from the cabinet and started drying Ed's body and his own. He grabbed Ed again by the back of his neck and pushed Ed out of the bathroom and into another room. Roy's bedroom.

Ed's eyes widened when he realized that again his body would go to this man. He saw the bed and knew that Roy had no intentions of sleeping. Roy forcefully threw Ed against the bar that made the foot of the bed. Ed gagged as the bar hit his gut and again he knew that there would be a nasty bruise formed on his body. He felt Roy's hands grab his hips and he felt the head of Roy's member, which was now throbbing with life again, hover over his entrance, but something stopped Roy from continuing.

"No, no, not like this," Roy muttered and grabbed Ed by his ankles to flip him over the foot of the bed and on his back on the mattress where Roy swiftly toppled on him. "Yes, this is more like it."

Ed's eyes flashed with anger, but he was helpless under Roy's larger body. For that, he cursed himself. Roy leaned forward and seized Ed's chin in his hands. Hotly, he whispered, "Ed, I've been thinking. You, me, and Alphonse. The three of us together in this very room, in this bed. I think it'll be thrilling. It's makes me so horny just thinking about it. We should try it. Al will be a lot of fun in bed."

"What? You're sick! You're an animal! Stay away from him, you bastard!" Ed growled.

"I'll leave him alone, but only if you give in to me," he said. Ed didn't respond. Roy shrugged and continued what he was planning to do.

"Now, Ed, be a good boy and it won't hurt," Roy said as he spread Ed's legs far apart and lifted his hips. Every muscle in Ed's body tensed as he tried to prepare himself for what was to come. Just like he did with his fingers, Roy slowly pushed himself in Ed until he was fully sheathed and he pulled all the way out again. "Y'know, Ed, if you just relax you'll actually enjoy this. Just try to relax. Loosen up a little. I can be a gentle lover when I want to be and I'm willing to do that for you if you just loosen up," Roy said softly. Ed wasn't sure what to do. He was tired of being hurt like this, so he did what Roy said and forced his body to loosen its muscles. Roy smirked as he pushed himself back into Ed and Roy was right. As Roy rocked his hips back and forth in and out of Ed, he couldn't stop the soft moans that escaped his throat.

"Roy...stop...please," Ed breathlessly begged. He hated that he was getting some physical pleasure from what Roy was doing and he really wanted this to end, but Roy didn't want that and what Roy wanted he got.

Ed's moans increased as Roy fastened his pace and started pumping Ed's manhood, finding the perfect rhythm between the two actions. Roy's black eyes dug into Ed's as their gazes locked. Ed tried to look away, but was caught in that dark gaze. Finally, with a great gasp of relief, Roy released himself inside of Ed and Ed came too into Roy's hand. Roy pulled out of the teen and laid next to him, both of them breathless and sweating.

Once their breathing got normal again, Roy turned on his side and looked at Ed's body. An ugly, black bruise was starting to form on Ed's abdomen from where Roy had thrown him against the foot of the bed. He ran his fingers over the bruise and Ed shuddered underneath him.

"Please, Roy, let me go home," Ed pleaded softly. Roy went to touch Ed's chest, but Ed turned away with his back to him and curled up in small ball. The small body trembled and soft sobs came from it. Roy suddenly felt a surge of guilt course through his body, but he was too mighty for apologies and honestly, he didn't know where to begin in apologizing for his actions. He inwardly shrugged and pushed the guilt in the very back of his mind.

"Yes, you can go," Roy replied and Ed slowly left the bed and returned to the bathroom where his clothes had been left on the floor. Roy laid in his bed and heard the front door open and shut and knew that Ed had left. He sighed deeply and closed his eyes and drifted into a deep sleep.

Ed walked slowly. His body ached everywhere, but it wasn't only his body. His mind felt numb. He felt something foreign coil in the deepest pits of not only his stomach, but his very soul. As he thought back on what Roy had done to him, he hated himself. He realized that he actually enjoyed what Roy did to him. But it was rape and he hated himself for having enjoyed something like that. As numb as his mind was, he told himself over and over, 'The body reacts no matter who's touching it...The body reacts...'

It was very late in the night as Ed quietly opened the door to his house and stepped in. He thought Al was asleep and didn't want to chance waking him. As he walked past the living room to get to the hallway, the sound of someone clearing their throat startled him. He turned and saw Al standing behind.

"A-Al! What are you doing still up?" Ed asked and saw the look in Al's steel eyes.

"Brother, we have to talk. Now," Al said and his voice brought a shiver down Ed's spine. Al walked into the kitchen and Ed reluctantly followed.

"What do we need to talk about?" Ed asked. Al stood behind the counter with an intense look in his steel eyes and an expression of pure anger pressed on his face. He slammed something down on the counter.

"We need to talk about this," he said sternly and Ed's heart stopped as he saw the small knife, his small knife, laying on the counter.

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