Okay... Here is where I start to get my fanfic touch back!! Too bad Gladiator is my first victim. XD

Please don't flame me for disgracing Commodus so much. Believe me, it kills me too (he's my fave).

Disclaimer: I do not own Gladiator or any of its characters.

Do you love me?

I've watched you from afar all my life. We seemed so close on the outside but underneath, you seemed so distant from me. Your feelings for me were that of a sibling type; we were just brother and sister. But my desire for you went beyond that, and you knew- and you distanced yourself from me. The more I lusted for you, the farther apart we grew.

I asked you, "Do you love me, sister?" and you always said yes.

But even though I knew you didn't love me the way I loved you, I couldn't help but believe that those words meant something more...

Those wonderful words floating on the bittersweet tone of your voice... Those beautiful words that pierced my ears as they left your virgin lips... To be able to feel those lips with my own... To be able to touch your pure skin hiding beneath your gown... To able to hear your soft moans of pleasure...

These were but hopeless thoughts and dreams to me.

Do you love me?

You were always my hero as a child and I always looked up to you, just as the people of the empire did. Having you as a father would make the task of living up to your great name a lifelong struggle, but I was ready to take your place. I was always ready to become the next great Caesar, ready to bask in your glow as you looked upon me with gleaming pride. But how you tore me apart when you tried to take all of that glory away! Why would you deny me that power, that honor?

"Do you love me, father?" I asked and you said yes.

But it was a lie! I had to suffocate that false love you spewed forth from your mouth... And so I did.

But even with my seat on the throne acquired, I still shed tears, knowing that you never wanted your only son.

Do you love me?

You stole all the love I ever knew away from me, even though we were brothers. Yes, we were brothers. We were all children of the emperor, and for that, we were brothers. You loved my father like a son would and in return, he replaced me. I knew that in his heart, I was no longer his true son. He had finally found the perfect successor to rule over a new Rome. Because of you, everybody turned against me. Even my beloved sister gave her heart to you. She began to loathe me more everyday and she conspired in secret to plot my death. My entire life had been spent trying to win her love and my father's respect.

But in the end, my efforts were not rewarded and I was left behind as I crawled out of my lonely, dark hell.

I asked you, "Do you love me, brother?" and you merely smiled.

Brother, you did not lie to me but every day that you were allowed to walk free and alive, my heart continually bled.

And now, I slip to your knees, clinging to your arms as I stare up into your cruel eyes.

My voice chokes on blood and suddenly, everything ends... My last few words go unspoken...

Did anyone ever love me?

Wow, that was epic fail... I haven't written in a while. I wrote many drafts of this before submitting it online, but what can you do? BTW, the title "Amāsne Mē?" is Latin for "do you love me?" Of course, I don't know Latin so I'm not sure if that's right... It would've made more sense to just put "do you love me?" as the title. XD

I just wanted to write a little shoutout to Commodus. Maybe he wouldn't have been so bad if he was loved a little bit more (or if he had gotten a hug XD). I'm not saying that his sister should've done "things" with him, but maybe if he had found some other woman who wasn't related to him, he would've been happy happy. : ) About his father... He wouldn't have died if he'd given him the throne, but then Rome would've been screwed. XD

Please R&R!!