Igani refers to himself by his name instead of saying a variation of me

Warning: cruel stuff

Al laid on the sofa, he had cleaned up the boy and left him sobbing in gibberish. He was staring at the door, debating whether or not he wanted Ed to walk through the door. On the one hand Ed was a delight to be with, but staring only left him hard and wanting, and Ed wouldn't give it up.

"Al?"

Ed gazed at his brother with a odd look upon his face.

"Yes brother?"

"You look weird today?" Ed leaned closer and frowned, "You're glowing."

"What?"

"Whatever, you are." Ed leaned away. "I'm going out tonight, you be okay on your own?"

"Brother, I'm old enough to take care of myself." 'And I want to play with my toy'

"I know, but I've been looking after you since Mum died, so it's instinct."

"It was the other way around. Where are you going anyway?"

"Shut up. And don't tell Winry or anyone, but you remember that girl I was taking about? Well I asked her out." The blonde span and flashed his brother a dazzling smile.

Anger rose in Al's chest and he offered a sickly smile his brother didn't bother seeing through, he remained silent as his brother got read and retrained himself until Ed had gone.

The second the door shut he was rushing down to the cellar.

Igani was curled up on the mattress but he had moved it to his dark corner. When he heard Al thunder down to his underground room, he shot into the middle as fast as he could with the agony in his rear.

Al stood glaring at the young boy who trembled under his murderous gaze.

"You're going off to fuck some slut." Al's voice deepened and his eyes flashed dangerously.

"Ig-Igani…"

"Shut up." Al walked towards him.

The young blonde began pushing himself away tears pouring down his face, Al kept walking nearer.

"Igani nistol gin-y!" Al grabbed the boy and clenched his hands on the boy's slim arms.

The boy shook his head rapidly and let out a squeal, before grabbing Al's legs gripping them tightly and stared pleading into his eyes. "Draig, dim Edward, Igani nistol gin-y."

"You don't care, go fuck your whore." He span the boy around, and his face into the floor. "But we both know you'll come back here and beg me to take you, Igani? Is that what that word means? Your little code word to get me to fuck you?" Al gripped the boy's ass cheeks and spread his cheeks apart and began stroking his member, before pressing against the child abused entrance. Tears to pour down his face, and he allowed Al to brutalise his body.

He had been alive about seven months, was silently, and not truly understanding, that he was longing for death. He could feel the nauseating feeling of the older man slamming into his body, he could hear Al's grunts and sighs of Edward, and feel the scratches Al was leaving down his arms. And it wasn't stopping every time it seemed like it would the older teen slowed down and it never completely stopped and he just wanted it over and he was still moving and it was still hurting and he couldn't make it go away and he was tired from crying, and so tired, but it kept him awake.

Al thrust into him one more time, came, span the boy over swiftly, hit him and stood his seed dripping on to the boy's body, in spite of the pain the boy sighed in relief.

"Can't believe you would cheat Edwar…d?" he span to the stairs staring up in horror.

"AL?" His brother was home. He glanced at the crying boy, a fake, he grabbed the boys head and pushed it against his crotch, hoping the boy would get the idea to drink his cum, instead the boy whimpered, exhausted.

"Shut up Edwards upstairs." Those gold eyes widened and he did what Al wanted, grimacing. Al pulled his head off as he began sucking on his cock thinking that was the request.

The young boy stared nervously at Al, as the brunette gazed at the stairs.

"Draig? Igani food?" Al pushed him away dressed and nervously ascended the steps, left his study.

His brother glanced at him as he came out of the study shaking slightly.

"Al? Oh sorry were you reading or something?"

"Yes a little, why are you back so soon."

The blonde frown in confusion "I've been out two hours…Well I brought some of the food back in case you wanted some."

"Right. Have a goodnight with whatever her name is?" his voice was clipped and his face blank.

"Diana. Are you okay?"

Alphonse stared at his brother, he felt odd, relaxed and he wanted his brother to kiss him now and take him upstairs, he wanted to love his brother up there, not in the cellar in a bed, romantic and Ed would forget about the slut he was seeing.

"I'm going to bed, you following." He smiled softly at his brother.

Ed stared at his brother trying to ignore that feeling of dread rising in his chest.

"Night brother." The blonde watched the brunette, climb the stairs and glanced at the study, and stepped inside.

A/N: Review if I should do anymore of this

A/N2: "Igani nistol gin-y== I've done nothing" 'Draig Igani food== Al I, Food the normal meaning for food, but in an asking way'

A/N3: Its a random name, for the girl maybe because of the X-factor.