Takaba glanced over at the more elegant man that was sitting opposite him and eating dinner, Takaba was always surprised by Feilong's good manners and still be so cold. Glancing down at his food he stifled a sigh as his mind began to ran the same course it usually did when he had time to think: When was Asami going to come to save him?

"Is something wrong Takaba? You aren't eating the way you usually do." Feilong asked causing the photographer to look.

"Nothing" Takaba replied, as he began to eat his food under Feilong's watchful eyes. The photographer had to really careful and quick on his feet if he didn't want to upset the Chinese, for he knew very well that Asami wasn't a subject to be brought up lightly.

After they had finished eating and the food was taken away they were left in the room alone again. Feilong had light up his pipe as he sat sprawled out elegantly on the love seat. He seemed to be thinking about something very seriously while Takaba didn't move from his spot as he watched the other, not wishing to catch the Chinese's attention.

Takaba had always felt that Feilong would make a very good model and at certain points he itched to have a camera in his hand to take photos of the man, for his feminine features and elegance demanded that he be photographed. Takaba knew though that it would be very bad for him if he did take photos of the Chinese and not on just one side, but he also knew that more then likely even if he did ask for a camera his request wouldn't be fulfilled for it would be a very dangerous thing. Besides there really wasn't that much for Takaba to take photos of in the first place if he thought about it with the exceptions of those he saw everyday. It was the same with Asami though, that was how he get into trouble in the first place, trying to capture the man on his viewfinder and then after that everything seemed to spin till he was where he was right now. Takaba hadn't noticed till he looked up again that Feilong was staring at him rather intently, the longer Feilong stared the more fidgety the photographer felt under his gaze, for Feilong staring at him like this for so long was never a good thing. Feilong opened his mouth as though he was going to say something, but at the same moment the door of the room opened up and Tao came in.

"Feilong-sama, its time for your medicine." Tao didn't even cast a glance over to Takaba as he made his way over to the Chinese with the tray in hand.

"Thank you Tao." A soft smile was on his face as he took the medicine cup off of the tray and brought it up to his lips. This was another aspect about Feilong that surprised Takaba, the Chinese was so gentle with the boy, after seeing what happened between him and Asami and even the cold way he had acted towards Takaba when they had met, the photographer didn't think that he could be capable of such kindness.

"Is there anything else that Feilong-sama would like?" Tao asked once the cup was placed back on his tray.

"No, you are good Tao." Feilong replied placing a gentle hand on the boy's head as he was smiled up at. Seeing Feilong and Tao together always caused Takaba to wonder exactly what happened to Tao's parents, for it was obvious to him that he didn't have anyone or at least the photographer hadn't seen anyone that looked like they could be Tao's parents. Feilong always showed strong affection towards the boy, more so then he ever showed to even his most trusted men. Feilong waved Tao out of the room gently, the boy turned to stick his tongue out at Takaba before leaving the room with a smile on his face. Takaba stared at the closed door for a few seconds before Feilong brought his attention back to him.

"You see more displeased then usual today Takaba."

"How do you expect me to act? I'm being kept here against my will after all." A soft smirk appeared on Feilong's lips.

"So you are," Feilong brought his pipe to rest against his lips. "Could it be possible then that you're thinking about Asami?" Takaba turned his head slightly so that he didn't meet Feilong's gaze.

"What makes you think I'm thinking about him?" Takaba asked, knowing that he was playing in dangerous waters, which could get him into trouble if he said or did the wrong thing, for Feilong was very much so like a viper and would lash out without warning if you weren't careful. Though with Takaba he seemed to do it in a different way, one that made the photographer's skin crawl.

"You've been acting more distant today and anytime I look at you, you tend to advert your gaze from mine." Takaba didn't respond, knowing that there wasn't anything that he could say that wouldn't give him away. Feilong always seemed to enjoy it when he was right about knowing what the photographer was thinking; it caused him to be pleased in a certain way that Takaba couldn't understand. "Come here." Setting his pipe down Feilong beckoned with his hand for Takaba to come closer which the other did so hesitantly. Knowing that he didn't have a choice in the matter. Placing his fingers under his chin Feilong rested his thumb just below Takaba's lips giving the other no choice but to look into his eyes. "If you have time to think about him, then why aren't you pleasuring me?"