Yeah yeah, I know. I haven't been updating. But hey! I got at least one chapter uploaded...right? Haha...please don't hurt me I'm very sorry...*backs away*

"Open wide!" I was sitting in a chair. The same, thick ropes from two days ago were bound around my arms and legs. Erai sat across from me with a bowl of cereal in one hand, and a spoon in another. I crinkled my nose and stuck my head away from him.

"No." I eyed the spoonful distastefully, as if it was poisoned. Erai's eyes narrowed, but his smile didn't falter.

"Akari darling, do as I say or else." He gave me a closed-eye smile. I gagged, and focused my gaze on his head full of long, ugly, red hair.

"I don't find anything attractive about you." I said.

"Oh that doesn't matter. You're just a toy after all. My precious little possession... Now, eat this." He said. A rumbling growl that sounded like a thunderstorm vibrated from my stomach. I turned red, but said nothing and stuck my chin higher in the air. I turned my head further away from him and the cereal he was trying to spoon feed me.

It's the second day, and I'm still trapped. I didn't see anyone at all yesterday, unless Erai's voice over the intercom counts. I was given no food or water, and this morning I woke up tied up and in a chair. Erai is getting creepier by the minute, and I think Honey senpai and Mori senpai are human slaves by now. My stomach dropped, and a pit formed inside of it. Even if they're the top marital artists in all of the Japan, or the world...They're still human.

"Akari." He stood from his chair, and stuck the spoon back into the bowl. He walked over towards me, and gently placed his hand on my chin. He turned my face towards him, and my eyes met his.

A dull, glass-like look glazed over his brown eyes. They were like empty pits, an abyss of vacancy. There were no feelings that swam inside of them, no life, and no thoughts. His stiff smile remained in place, resembling the painted lips of a wooden doll. A dark shadow was casted over his face from his long bangs. My eyes widened and my blood pounded in my ears. My eyebrows furrowed together, and I twisted away from his hand.

"Don't touch me!" I whipped my head away again from his dead eyes, and squeezed mine shut. A sigh from Erai.

"Akari." He said once more. He once again placed his hand under my chin and turned my face towards him. When he was about to withdraw it from me, I opened my mouth and sank my teeth into his pointer finger.

"Gah!" He ripped his hand away from me, and his blank face shriveled up. His eyebrows snapped together and his eyes narrowed into sharp slits. While shaking out his hand, he fixed his glare on me, and his eyes burned into mine. In one, swift motion, he stepped towards me roughly grabbed my face with his icy fingers. I winced and took in a sharp breath, but Erai's raspy whisper momentarily distracted me from the pain.

"I've had countless, worthless women who've thrown themselves at my feet. I could've gone for some dumb, pretty gold digger but no...I chose you. And you should feel grateful that I did." He spat.

"Let go!" I tried pulling my head away from him, but his grip on my face tightened, and I whimpered. He leaned closer to me, and I could only focus on his fingers that continued digging into my skin. I felt bruises forming, and I bit my lower lip to stop it from quivering.

"I own you now." His smile was now mad grin, and a slight twitch disturbed the right corner of his mouth. His eyes almost seemed blood-red, even though they were brown. They flickered and churned like glowing embers that threatened to spark a forest fire.

"Please...let go..." My voice cracked. I felt as small as my voice. I lowered my gaze, and Erai's fingers loosened their grip. Where his fingers had been were numb, and I knew without looking that they were brown and blue.

"Now, are you going to eat? Or not?" The dead look returned to his eyes once more, and the joker grin was replaced with the small, stiff smile from before. His face had changed instantly once again, as if he was just slipping on a different mask. I turned my face away while lowering it to the ground.

"Can't I feed myself?" I said in a quiet voice. He grabbed my face again and turned it towards him.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" His smile turned into a wide grin.

"N-nothing!"

"Good."

He spoon-fed me until there was no more cereal left in the bowl.

An old woman walked in, and she had measuring tape, a clipboard, and a pencil with her. Her eyes never left her clipboard, but she spoke out to me.

"I'm here to take measurements for..." She adjusted her reading glasses, and squinted her eyes at the clipboard. She spoke perfect English.

"Akari?" She said. Her white hair was in a short pixie, and she had bright blue eyes. I was still sitting on the chair. Before I could nod or respond, Erai appeared at the door.

"Heavens!" She exclaimed while jumping away from him.

"Hello Mrs. Green. May I speak with you for a moment?" He asked with a smile. Her eyes finally landed on me, and they lit up with alarm.

"Oh my! Why is that boy all tied up?!" She asked while pointing a shaky finger at me. Erai's smile remained fixed in place, and he placed a hand on her shoulder while shutting the door behind him.

"First of all, that's my future wife. Secondly, you are not to say anything to anyone about this. Are we clear?" He said. She scrunched up her eyebrows. Before she could open her mouth to protest, Erai whipped out a large stack of hard cash from his pocket. The one-hundred dollar bills were tied together with a rubber band. Mrs. Green's eyes widened.

"W-what?"

"Just keep silent and all this will be yours. And if you don't, I'll have no choice but to send my army of Brazilian gang members after you. Kay?" He tilted his head to the side while giving her a saccharine smile. The woman's gaze fell back onto the money he dangled in front of her face. Her face hardened, and she sighed.

"A-alright..." She said.

"Good." He stuffed the cash back into his pocket and handed her a knife.

"Untie her with this and take her measurements. And Akari," he glanced at me.

"There will be three men outside this door. Don't try anything." He dropped the knife on the ground, and turned on his heel. He left the room, shutting the door and locking it behind him. The woman bent down and picked the weapon up, while muttering to herself in low whispers.

"Young people these days..." Was all I heard when she made her way over to me.

"Hold your hands out dearie." She said. I obeyed, and she looked at the knife at all angles, her eyebrows scrunching together and her lip pouting.

"How did that young man keep this in his pocket?" She asked. The kitchen knife was as long as her forearm, and the sharp blade gleamed a bit from the light. I shrugged.

"Men's pants are magical?" I said. The woman arched her eyebrow, and one side of her lips turned upwards. Her smile fell when her eyes landed on the small bruises on my face from where Erai's fingertips had dug into from before.

"Did you get in a fight with your future husband?" She started sawing through the ropes and avoiding my skin.

"Sort've."

"Is he the leader of the Cobras? They're one of the most dangerous gang group in South America." She said.

"I don't know...But what I do know is that he has issues. A lot, actually..." I mumbled under my breath. She didn't answer, and soon my wrists were free. Where the ropes had been left red marks on my skin, and I rubbed them while Mrs. Green started working on the ropes around my ankles.

"I'm assuming you've done stuff like this before?" I asked.

"N-no!" She looked at me with wide eyes.

"I've-never-made-wedding-dresses-for-gang-members-and-criminals-what-are-you-talking-about!" Her eyes wildly darted from side to side.

"Right..."

Silence. She cut my legs free, and told me to stand. She took a lot of my measurements, wrote them down, and she didn't speak much. The whole time, she never looked up at my face.

Soon, she finished and was about to leave.

"I'll be back tomorrow with the dress." She said while turning around. The door opened, revealing Erai with the money in his hand.

"Here you go. And remember, don't tell anyone about this or else. I'll give you another batch tomorrow when you deliver the dress." He gave her a closed-eye smile.

"Of course." She snatched it from his hands, and walked away. Erai's eyes met mine, and he smirked. I frowned, and turned my face away.

"I'll come back later for dinner. Smile dear, we're getting married." With another smile, he shut the door. I drew my hand up to my lips, and stared chewing on the nails. Frantically, I staring pacing across the room, back and forth, back and forth...

The only way out was through that door, and the only way to get out is to gain Erai's trust. I don't know how long I continued pacing back and forth, but soon I found myself lightly banging my head on one of the walls.

It's not like I can outsmart him...

I froze.

Why not pretend that I'm actually in love with him?

There's only a slim chance that he will believe me. Erai is no idiot, and so if I really want to fool him, I gotta be the perfect liar. I can't jus run away...I have to somehow convince Erai that I'm actually in love with him and find out where he locked everyone. If I fail, than Kyoya and the others won't be alright. I sat down on the bed.

Kyoya always had dark bags under his eyes, and he would always be scrawling something down in his notebook or typing something into his laptop. His eyebrows always creased together when he was concentrating on something, and he had a habit of pushing up his glasses from the center, just like how the stereotypical nerds do on T.V shows. I smirked at the thought of telling Kyoya that, and him narrowing his onyx eyes at me.

Is he alright?

I squeezed my eyes shut. Probably...I'm sure Erai won't kill them...right?

Did he eat yet?

Sighing, I laid down on the bed, sprawling my arms above my head. My eyelids started drooping. I didn't sleep at all last night. All I did was pace back and forth across the room.

If there are a lot of typos, I'm sorry. It's 9:45 the week before finals and I am procrastinating. And tired. And I want ice cream.