Last Time: Hiro and Robert "bond" over lunch. Details, details.

A/N: Thank you for all the comments! Sorry my internet is terrible and it's really difficult to reply. But know that I appreciate all of them very much and they help me keep this story going.

I had a lot of trouble with this chapter, but hopefully it's okay.

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Chapter Five
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He didn't know where this obsession with games came from. Maybe it was after they had to live with Aunt Cass and adopted Moshi because Hiro always wanted a pet and Aunt Cass decided they were cat people. Maybe it was before, when Hiro was showing brilliance at school to the point where nothing was ever a challenge for him.

Maybe it was when he realized his feelings for Tadashi.

In any case, this love of games was always more dangerous than expected, but Hiro couldn't deny it was entertaining. He lives for the adrenaline that games provide for him, danger just one of the many perks of trying to feel alive in a boring world. Like Bot Fighting. Sure it's illegal and dangerous because most people don't take kindly to being hustled, but the thrill of the risks involved is too good to pass up.

Never has it been this extreme, however.

So yes, he can humor Robert if he wanted to, but he knew that he was in serious danger with this deranged man who expected him to play his daughter in this game of Life.

But at this point, it would seem his only action would be to play. He just had to be very careful, with the amount of potential hazards that could end in a permanent Game Over for him. That he was definitely not ready for. Robert might be pretending otherwise, but Hiro knew he was basically the man's hostage and subjected to his every whim. He would like to be subjected to drugs as little as possible.

Hiro could – and would – make the most of a bad situation, and he will find a way to win. He just doesn't know how yet.

As the door swung open with their breakfast, Hiro allowed for a small smile to grace his face for a moment.

Because in the end, he always does.

"Good morning, Hiro. You look happy," Robert said as he set up their breakfast of fruit. He offered an apple to Hiro, who shook his head.

Still smiling, the boy replied sweetly, "I rather not be drugged again, but thank you for the food." He pushed aside the offered water as well.

Robert smiled himself as he bit into the apple. "I see that you're ready to play. That's great. And about time." Hiro just watched him, trying not to show just how hungry he really was. Robert laughed as he offered the various fruits to Hiro. The offered fruit were apples, strawberries, bananas, grapes, and a lone persimmon.

"None of them are tainted. Even the water is clean." He took the glass and poured some over to his own before drinking it. "Everything is clean."

Hiro was still suspicious, but acting suspicious is not how a daughter would be when her father offers her food. Even though he's been drugged quite a number of times he wasn't comfortable with, Hiro decided that Robert was telling the truth. He finally decided to play, after all.

Hiro grabbed a strawberry and twisted the leaves on top to pull them off before popping it in his mouth. Mmm. He was hungrier than he realized as he grabbed a handful.

Robert laughed again. "Had a feeling you would go for the strawberries. They were always Abi's favorite." He picked one up, inspecting it before taking a bite. "Knew I was right in choosing you."

Hiro didn't comment, using his consumption of fruit as a reason not to answer. Wouldn't want to speak with a full mouth, it's rude. With the strawberries finished he decided to take a banana since he wasn't ready to talk yet.

He remembered the last time he was able to eat a banana at home. After that, they were officially banned from the house. Sure Aunt Cass still got some, but they were strictly for the banana bread and muffins for the café, not for the Hamada household. Tadashi was really adamant about keeping Hiro away from the bananas.

Hiro grinned at the memory as he quietly and slowly ate his banana, reveling in the taste and the memory of Tadashi's blushing face.

"Something you'd like to share, Hiro?"

"Just thinking about my brother, and how much he hates when I eat bananas," Hiro replied pleasantly, but was widening his eyes as words left his mouth without consent. It happened earlier too, truths that were better left hidden being revealed by Hiro's own accord, when it simply wasn't the case. Banana forgotten, his mind was frantic. Why was he speaking the truth to this crazy man who held him against his will? Was he still on drugs? But Robert promised -

A hand on his shoulder jolted him from his thoughts. A finger wiping tears had Hiro confused. He was crying? "It's alright to let it out," Robert said as he rubbed his shoulders gently and pulled him in for a hug.

"What did you do to me?" Hiro half-demanded, half-sobbed, as he started to tremble. He curled himself up into a ball to hide away. He wanted to be alone, yet really craved for Robert's presence. Something was definitely wrong.

"Shhh. it's alright. I'm here for you, sweetheart." Robert pulled him in for a sudden hug, which had Hiro internally cringing as his body welcomed the comfort.

"Get offa me – I can't breathe." Hiro's muffled protests went to deaf ears as Robert cradled him close and tight.

"It's okay, baby, I'm right here for you." Soon it became a struggle for Hiro to breathe. He started coughing, gasping for air, but Robert was lost in his own world. There were tears streaming down the old man's face. "I won't let them take you away from me again," he whispered before loosening his hold on his captive. Hiro coughed, gasping for air as he rubbed his neck.

Robert blinked, back to reality. He then looked away, as if he was ashamed. "I'm sorry for hurting you, Hiro."

Without thinking, Hiro replied, "If you were really sorry, you wouldn't have done it."

There was a tense silence, and for a second Hiro couldn't breathe, couldn't think, and he was afraid when Robert sighed as if he resigned something to fate.

"I'm glad you're comfortable enough to be honest with me, Hiro, but you might want to be careful. I wouldn't want to punish you," the man said, and Hiro really should have stopped making snarky comebacks if he valued his life.

But he couldn't control his big stupid mouth and found himself snorting. "Punish me how? Going to spank me or something?"

That evil glint in Robert's eye was all the warning he got when Hiro suddenly found his wrists pinned down, tray of leftover fruit forgotten and on the floor. He gasped as Robert easily maneuvered around the chains to lay Hiro's stomach on his lap.

Hiro wasn't stupid. "No way you're serious," he said out of disbelief of what apparently was about to happen. He hasn't been spanked in years. Not since Tadashi –

The first smack was loud, and Hiro hissed in pain at the blunt force of it. The loose, light material of the dress and panties did little to buffer the hand to his butt. The second one was with just as much force, and Hiro had to bite back the tears that threatened to fall.

"You suggested it," Robert said simply as he went for another whack. He hushed the boy trying his best to hold in his sobs in his lap. "How many strawberries did you eat times five divided by two?"

It was an easy calculation that Hiro could have done in his sleep in less than a second. "Ten," he replied with a yelp as another smack had him cowering in pain and squirming. Why was he acting so off? This is now how he usually plays the game. Was it the –

"Count them out loud. That's how much you'll get."

"Five!" Hiro yelled, biting his lip. He twisted his legs and stabbed his palm with his nails. He was not getting turned on by this. He was not getting turned on by this. He was not –

"Six," he coughed out, closing his eyes and thinking of anything that would stop his dick from becoming fully hard. Those big fat gangster guys who he always defeated in Bot Fights dressed in thongs. Eww.

"Seven." Wait, the panty he had on that time at the bar was a thong. Tadashi looked really good and probably went commando that night.

"Eight!" Stop thinking about Tadashi! It's not helping! Hiro just hoped to whatever deity out there that Robert didn't notice.

Just as the ninth smack was about to land on his sore bottom, Robert paused.

Of course he noticed; there wasn't a god.

He snickered. He fucking snickered. "Oh, Hiro, no wonder you suggested this." He started to laugh, and Hiro could feel his face turn hot and red. Of course this was going to happen. This was not going according to plan.

"If you need any help, baby, you only need to tell me. Ask and ye shall receive," Robert whispered in his ear, creating a shiver down Hiro's spine as Robert lifted the dress and pulled down the panties. Frozen in place, Hiro couldn't react as the panties went to his ankles and onto the floor. Robert glided his fingers along Hiro's ass and the boy tensed up.

This cannot be happening. "I think I'll pass!" The pitch of Hiro's voice was way too high. He closed his eyes as his ass was fondled, feeling warm. The loud slap sent another jolt straight to Hiro's cock and he fidgeted. "Nine." Hiro was breathless, rubbing his legs uncomfortably. Why was he so hot and bothered about this? What happened?

What threw him for a loop was the soft gentle tap of… "Ten?"

He looked up at Robert, who smiled fondly. "That'll be all," he said as he slid Hiro off of his lap and stood up to pick up all the fruit on the floor. He ignored the panties, which Hiro quickly picked up, but didn't put back on.

He needed to know. "That's it?" Hiro asked, confused and left hanging. It was not a feeling he enjoyed. "You're not going to…"

After placing all the fallen fruit back on the tray on the side table, Robert sat back down on the bed. "You said you wanted a pass," Robert replied simply. He raised an eyebrow, smoothing the bed sheets. Grinning, he pulled Hiro back next to him, rubbing his shoulders.

He whispered in Hiro's ear, "Or did you?"

"I…" Hiro was confused. A part of him wanted Robert to do something, and yet another knew it would be wrong. But another part of him needed something. It was hot; he was burning up. Everything was messed up and Hiro's mind was hazy. The shoulder rubbing felt like cool relief. Hiro sighed happily, easing into the man's touch.

"Give in, Hiro," Robert murmured softly, hands moving down Hiro's lithe frame and laying him down on the bed. He kissed his cheek, wiping away the tears down the boy's face.

"Let me take care of you."

Hiro didn't even realize he was crying until Robert lifted his chin for a kiss. The soft lips of the man were like ice against Hiro's burning skin, and he was suddenly craving for more when Robert pulled away. Without intention, Hiro let out a soft groan of protest and heard Robert laugh in the distance. "I…" Hiro started, grabbing onto his dress and twisting the fabric around, ripping parts of it in the process. He needed something – anything – to stop this heat from consuming him.

Robert shook his head. "Perhaps another time," he said, trailing his hand from Hiro's lips down his chest to his crotch. He laughed again when Hiro let out a soft whine. The boy was so uncomfortable in his own skin. "Look at you, you ruined your blue dress." Robert sighed and shook his head, as if disappointed. Hiro didn't want that.

Hiro was panting. Something was wrong. His own body was betraying him and he fumbled his first move.

"Really wasn't expecting you to take the banana," Robert said, to himself than Hiro. He shrugged and chuckled. "But I should have known better. You're at that age after all." He walked over to the closet and pulled out another dress with matching undergarments. This one was a soft yellow, had slightly puffy sleeves, and laid it next to Hiro. "Here's your outfit for today."

"Why?" Hiro begged, reaching out but Robert was just out of his grasp with the damn chains.

Robert sat back beside him. "Shh, baby, it's okay," he comforted. "Let me take care of you," he said as he placed his hand up Hiro's dress and had his fingers barely glide over Hiro's half hard cock.

Hiro let out a whine as Robert kissed him again, lowering the pair down on the bed. The man pinned Hiro's arms over his head, not wanting to risk the tiny, yet still possible, threat of being strangled with the chains.

Hiro was too gone to realize he could have done something to aid in his escape. Right now escaping was the last thing on his mind. He needed touch. The pinned wrists prevented him from pulling Robert closer as he deepened the kiss, opening his mouth to taste a mixture of bitter coffee and a slight sweet aftertaste of strawberry.

Robert laughed as Hiro moaned into the kiss. He trailed his fingers down and under the ripped fabric, unbuttoning it from the front. It was a smooth relief from the heat and Hiro arched into the touch, needing the cool comfort Robert's fingers provided.

A part of him was screaming, telling him that this was all wrong and that he had have been drugged again. That Robert was a liar and did something to the fruit. But Hiro didn't care at the moment; his mind too jumbled from the drugged fruit to really take into consideration his current actions that would probably screw him over later on in this what was a severely rigged game.

"Robert," Hiro breathed as the man broke the kiss for the two to breathe.

"Tell me what you want, sweetheart," Robert murmured as he closed his fingers around Hiro's hard cock.

Panting, Hiro shook his head. "I…" Hiro breathed, biting his lip. He was better than this. He needs to think this through. He pushed himself off Robert and took deep breaths, trying to reclaim his composure.

He managed to get out, "What did you do to the fruit?"

Robert sighed, slowly getting up. "Just added some few things to help my daughter grow right." He narrowed his eyes at the boy in front of him, grinning wickedly.

"You say no now, but soon it wouldn't matter."

And without another word the man left the room, leaving Hiro trembling at the realization of what could have been.

And what might happen soon, if what Robert parting words had any merit.

Soon it'll be Game Over for him.

And that absolutely cannot happen.

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A/N: Thanks for reading!