Author Note: This story is based off of a love story in the series the Tudors. Jonathan Crane and Bruce Wayne are brothers (hell their last names rhyme) and their fathers dying wish is for the youngest brother to marry Oswald Cobblepot. This will eventually envolve some sex and like everything else I write it's yaoi, so if you don't like that then don't read any further.

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Jonathan bit his lip and tried not to scream at his brother for forcing him to do this.

"Listen John, I know you would rather stay in your room and experiment with chemicals all day but for the sake of our father you need to marry Mister Cobblepot." Bruce sounded more sarcastic then serious. It seemed like he loved to watch his younger brother twist in pain. Jonathan tried not to physically squirm as Bruce continued. "Come on. Dad wrote it in his will that the only way you're going to get any of his fortune is if you marry Oswald."

"No. I don't care for the money." Bruce looked at him like he wanted to beat Jonathan into a pulp.

"Just do it." Jonathan clenched his fists and finally looked up into his brother's dull brown eyes.

"No." He jumped as Bruce brought his fist down upon the table next to his tall figure.

"Do as I say!" Bruce growled. He may have been the most rich and powerful man in all of Gotham but he had no right to control what Jonathan did. He knew that refusing was getting him no where, so Jonathan tried to calm himself down enough to make a meaningful plea.

"Please, Bruce don't make me do this. Oswald is so old."

"You know what? You should do as you're told. This is a big honor and you should be happy that someone wants to marry you, ignoring the fact that you've scared everyone else away." Jonathan looked down and tried not to blush. No wonder Bruce was forcing him to marry such a horrible man, he could never forgive Jonathan for testing out his new creations on the girl he was interested in, Rachel Dawes. He looked up hoping to receive some sympathy but only found harsh looks.

"Please Bruce-."

"Besides I already have a team of to escort you out of Gotham to meet with the Cobblepot's in London set up ready to leave in by tomorrow morning." If he didn't have as much control Jonathan would have let his jaw drop but instead he remained in his usual neutral expression. He wanted to sigh as his brain raced through all the possible outcomes to refusing any more. None looked good. He finally gave in, disgusted with himself while doing so.

"I'll marry him as long as you promise me something." Bruce raised one thin brown eyebrow, while motioning for him to continue.

"When he dies, which shouldn't be very long, I want you to let me have the fortune left in my name and let me do whatever I want with it." Bruce contemplated the idea for a minute then finally answered.

"Fine," Jonathan let out a sigh of relief but was interrupted again. "But before you leave I want you to meet the person who will be in charge of you, Jack Naiper."