Momoshiro Takeshi//The key to my lock\\9

Recap: "When I returned home a week later, Dad had already bought the dog whip, and that's when the abuses started." I looked at Momo. He clenched and unclenched his fists. I put my hands on his clenched ones.

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Momo looked up and into my eyes. I saw that look in his eyes from earlier, plus conern. I wondered what he saw in mine.

"Why have you never told anyone about this?" He demanded.

"Did anyone like, bother to give me a chance to?" I looked back into his violet ones. That look was still there, familiar, but so... so foreign. " You are the first person i have ever told. Don't you dare repeat this to anyone, or else.

"But...but... You need help!" He grabbed both of my hands. I pulled them away.

"You've done enough just by listening. Arigato." I nodded my head slightly and turned to climb down the tree. But Momo grabbed my hand again.

"Can't I do anything?"

"You've done enough for me already." I tried to pull away, but he pulled me back close to his body with one arm around my waist, leaving me with my hands on his chest.

With his free hand, he held my head close to his chest and ran his fingers across my hair. Well, my extremely short hair, it barely ran down my neck- so he couldn't brush much. Anyway, I heard his heartbeat slow and steady, I kinda just melted in with it. I closed my eyes, and wrapped my arms around his waist.

"Is this enough?" He lifted my head by my chin and looked deep into my eyes. Then, I realised what I'd saw in there earlier.

A pair of soft lips met mine.

It wasn't pity, it wasn't empathy, and it wasn't sympathy either. It was this...