Cruelty in the dark room
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Fullmetal Alchemist › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Category:
Fullmetal Alchemist › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
5,822
Reviews:
27
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Full Metal Alchemist, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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I wasn't planning to change this from oneshot to a bigger story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Full metal alchemist
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Chapter 2
Edward was in his room, sitting on the floor, thinking. His room was bright and pure. It had a picture on its wall. It was taken when Al had returned to his formal body. Al was laughing and his eyes were shining. He was so different from Roy… he didn’t understand what Roy was thinking when he raped him. Sometimes it felt like Roy cared about him and sometimes – sometimes his despair was insuperable. He wanted to understand, he wanted to find the light from Colonel’s soul. If there is any…
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Roy cleaned himself and walked to his desk. It was made from black mahogany and the candle on it reflected its light. He had Ed in his mind. Ed was always in his mind. The little boy, who didn’t want to be called short, had special place in his thoughts. Roy saw how he would torture the boy, but then he thought how he loved him. He wished to see the pain in those golden eyes. Why is that? Why he couldn’t live normally and ask him out, but he had to order him to come to his room and spread his legs.
Every now and then Roy hated himself for being so malicious. Ed could not ever love him, because he was an idiot. Ed didn’t fight against him anymore, but Roy could see accusation in his eyes. Like Ed would say: ‘ Roy, are you hurt somewhere, ‘coz you have to keep on hurting me?’ Ed was clever, but there were no wounds in his body. He tried to find them, he looked all over his body, but none existed.
Roy sat down to his chair, behind the mahogany desk. His room was coal-black, as he liked it. He knew Ed hated it for being so full of black. Roy looked over the desk to the candle. It almost had burned to the end. He bent down to his drawers and pulled out one candle. It was white as the other too. He placed it to the candlestick and lighted it on.
Roy blinked his eyes. His room was clear and his black curtains seemed to be deep blue, not black at all. Only two candles and his room were this bright. Ache in his chest eased and he took three candles and put them on the table. He hadn’t realized how everything was different in good light. He watched how light in his room increased. How would Ed look in this light?
He rushed from his chair to the door. He wanted to see Ed. He wanted to touch those lips, those smooth lips – and he wanted to SEE him. He walked through the corridors and opened many doors. Distance between him and Ed was horrifying. How much longer he had to wait? He dashed against few workers, but it didn’t matter. Only one door mattered.
“ Ed,” he sighed and touched the door in front of him. He gripped the handle and pressed it down. He saw warm light coming out from Ed’s room. He stepped inside and saw Ed sitting on the floor. Ed looked over his shoulder and found Roy standing on his floor.
“ Roy…”
“ Ed… Will you go out with me?”
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1. OMG. This was so low...
Disclaimer: I don't own Full metal alchemist
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Chapter 2
Edward was in his room, sitting on the floor, thinking. His room was bright and pure. It had a picture on its wall. It was taken when Al had returned to his formal body. Al was laughing and his eyes were shining. He was so different from Roy… he didn’t understand what Roy was thinking when he raped him. Sometimes it felt like Roy cared about him and sometimes – sometimes his despair was insuperable. He wanted to understand, he wanted to find the light from Colonel’s soul. If there is any…
***
Roy cleaned himself and walked to his desk. It was made from black mahogany and the candle on it reflected its light. He had Ed in his mind. Ed was always in his mind. The little boy, who didn’t want to be called short, had special place in his thoughts. Roy saw how he would torture the boy, but then he thought how he loved him. He wished to see the pain in those golden eyes. Why is that? Why he couldn’t live normally and ask him out, but he had to order him to come to his room and spread his legs.
Every now and then Roy hated himself for being so malicious. Ed could not ever love him, because he was an idiot. Ed didn’t fight against him anymore, but Roy could see accusation in his eyes. Like Ed would say: ‘ Roy, are you hurt somewhere, ‘coz you have to keep on hurting me?’ Ed was clever, but there were no wounds in his body. He tried to find them, he looked all over his body, but none existed.
Roy sat down to his chair, behind the mahogany desk. His room was coal-black, as he liked it. He knew Ed hated it for being so full of black. Roy looked over the desk to the candle. It almost had burned to the end. He bent down to his drawers and pulled out one candle. It was white as the other too. He placed it to the candlestick and lighted it on.
Roy blinked his eyes. His room was clear and his black curtains seemed to be deep blue, not black at all. Only two candles and his room were this bright. Ache in his chest eased and he took three candles and put them on the table. He hadn’t realized how everything was different in good light. He watched how light in his room increased. How would Ed look in this light?
He rushed from his chair to the door. He wanted to see Ed. He wanted to touch those lips, those smooth lips – and he wanted to SEE him. He walked through the corridors and opened many doors. Distance between him and Ed was horrifying. How much longer he had to wait? He dashed against few workers, but it didn’t matter. Only one door mattered.
“ Ed,” he sighed and touched the door in front of him. He gripped the handle and pressed it down. He saw warm light coming out from Ed’s room. He stepped inside and saw Ed sitting on the floor. Ed looked over his shoulder and found Roy standing on his floor.
“ Roy…”
“ Ed… Will you go out with me?”
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1. OMG. This was so low...