Well, howdy! I have nothing much to say today but if you don't understand today's chapter, go re-read the last chapter and the footnotes. I realized after posting it that those words should go with this chappie. Oh well… I'll write it again.

*down on both knees* I'M SO SORRY FOR THE HORRIBLE VERB TENSES, CHEY-CHAN! I tend to write in the middle of the night when I can't sleep so… XD

Look at Me, Only Me chapter 3

Contract

'Even if it kills them, would one still approach it?'

….

I had no idea of how long I had been in this room nor do I care. I only cared about when he embraced me again. I had learnt that it was easier to enjoy it rather than resist it.

"Ah… Ah…" My moans matched with every one of his powerful thrusts into my body. Eat, sleep, sex. That was the routine without a regular timing. Once I had awakened from my sleep, we had sex until I dropped. There would be food on the side table when I woke up again. After eating, I'd fall back into slumber and we have sex again whenever he returns.

Grabbing my hand, he pulled me on top of him. When I was positioned, comfortably straddling him, he moved my hips up and down rhythmically. I no longer hurt where he and I were connected. In fact, I had not felt this alive for some time. Leaning forward, our tongues clashed with each other's, our bodily fluids mixing.

"Ah!" He was bucking from below, impatience speeding up his movements. My blood was boiling all over my body. My insides were filled with his heat. As I felt the tension and need rising in both of us, my body moved on its own to match with his.

"Haa!" Those noises emitted from my mouth seemed so unreal, as if they had a mind of their own but I was not bothered. Falling onto him exhausted, we both lay in the dark, panting hard. His strong heartbeat was transmitted from his chest to mine, like it was trying to tell my heart to synchronize with it. His warm arms circled me and crushed me to him.

The people who used to hold me this tightly were all gone. Maybe it was because of that, I desperately seek safety, someone who would hug me and tell me everything is alright. The pain and pleasure kept me living.

"Takahiro…" the man muttered before succumbing to darkness.

'He is still calling out onii-chan's name…' I bit my lips as I buried my face into his shoulder, inhaling his now familiar scent. What was the prickling sensation I could feeling in my heart? Slowly inching off him, I rolled to the other side of the bed and sat up to look at his peaceful sleeping face.

'What was between him and my brother?' I couldn't help but wonder.

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I lost track of days I had been in this high class penthouse. Finally, for the first time, I stepped out of my confinement room and wandered in awe of the huge place. He went out for some business and told me I was free to explore.

'But he specifically told me not to go in to the study room…' I thought as I peeked in. The more you told a person not to do it, the more the person would want to do exactly that. That was just pure human nature. Stepping around cautiously so that I would not leave any tracks, I tried to look around the mess up room filled with books lying all over.

"He had finally gone outside. This is my chance to find out who is onii-chan to him…" I muttered to myself quietly. Then, the light on the monitor caught my attention. Looking more closely, it was a piece of literary work. A few books with his name printed on the cover were placed near the computer.

'So he's an author? Must be quite a popular one to be able to afford such a luxurious apartment…' Then I see it. 'No.1 Best Seller.' The answer to the question. Then, shaking my head, I turned back to my initial mission, looking for clues. When I was figuring where to start among his huge amount of books, I saw it.

Placed in the middle of a clearing was a picture of my brother and him in high school. Somehow, everything became clear.

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"Ahn… Uhn…" His tongue brushed the sensitive part of my inner mouth, licking and sucking. His hand trailed down my body to my arousal and started stroking it.

"My brother…" I panted. He looked up at me. His amethyst eyes held me captive as I lost what I was about to say.

"What?" he shot out, snapping me out of the trance.

"When I was younger, I was kidnapped a few times because my brother could not pay the debt back fast enough," I wheezed out. He tightened his grip on me and I yelped out in pain.

"Shut up!" he growled as he moved downwards, taking me into his mouth. But I would not give up.

"I know there… was no way… he was able to find… so much money so suddenly…" I breathed out whenever I could. He raised his head and sat up.

"Oi! What's with all this talk?" he barked at me. I shrank a little and held my head down.

"He once told me that he had this good friend who was rich. He lent a huge sum of money to my brother so that onii-chan can rescue me." He was frowning, displeased with the interruption.

"However, although his friend told him there was no need to pay back, it was not few times thing that I was taken away because onii-chan could not make it in time. And each time, this friend gave him a large amount." I stared at the man who was scowling.

"What the hell…" He averted his eyes from my gaze.

"That was you, right?" I asked. He remained silent.

"You were in love with my brother!" It was not a question. It was as clear as eyes could see. True to my assumption, he was shocked and his entire being froze on the spot. I stared at his unmoving figure as he looked back. Both of us remained in that awkward silence for some time.

"You were expecting my brother to pay you back with something, right? You had a deal. But you found me instead." I didn't know what came to my mind but in the midst of this confusion, I managed to smile. It must've been because of the pride of discovering the truth, I thought bitterly. He was looking dumbfounded. Then, fury covered his eyes.

"So what? I told you I wanted to hold you but you only gave me a friendly hug!" he yelled. I recoiled from his suddenly loud voice.

"You're mine no matter what!" he muttered under his breath, hovering nearer. His shadow cast darkness over my entire figure. Then I realized.

I was not the one he saw.

"Urgh… I don't even look like my brother and you… you don't even care for m-" He pounced on me, squeezing me tightly, crushing me in his strong embrace, cutting off my words.

"Finally… I finally have you in my arms! After all these years, Takahiro!" He held me in his arms. My eyes dilated and began to sting. I didn't know why but tears began to pool under my eyes and soon overflowed down my cheeks. My heart felt as if someone had stabbed into it. Perhaps I was feeling his pain and agony? Or maybe it was because I thought he did care for me a little? It was my wishful thinking. With trembling hands, I reached up his back.

"Since I was rescued because of you, I owe you my life." I held his face in my hands. Looking straight into his eyes, I could see a reflection of myself, looking very pathetic. The slight light that reflected from his eyes reminded me of the glints of light bouncing from those blades held to my throat when I was captured. The ghostly snickers haunted my ears as a tremble ran down my spine.

"So, I'll be onii-chan's replacement…" I bumped my lips clumsily at his, sealing our contract with a kiss, the tears continue running down my face.

"I'll live for you…"

I didn't know what came over me for me to say such a thing but my stomach was twisted in knots. I could feel my heart pounding against my chest and my lungs felt as if they did not have enough air in them. I wanted to stay with this man, this man who had even a littlest connection to my brother, this man who held me in his warm, strong arms, even if I wasn't the one he was holding. Thinking of that, my heart skipped another beat and began to ache.

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That's all for now. Again, 'hug' and 'hold'. 'Daku' can mean hug as in friendly bear hug and also hold as in making love. So, Takahiro, being the dense one, misunderstood what Usagi-san meant. Get it?

Another thing for computer pros. When I type in Italics in the computer, it's fine but when I post the document, they appear without spacing. Help please?

You like it? Review please. You hate it? Go read some other fic and leave mine alone. Or maybe you have some opinions you wanna voice out, but let me tell you, lately, I've developed a skill call 'selective reading'. XP Probably that's why my tenses are so bad.

Twilight Cherry