So this here is not plagiarizing my lovely fans, this is just the same author re-posting stories under a different name because I cannot get into my other account.
Ps. Be on the look out because I am working towards being able to post a sequel to this story soon.
Takaba stood there smiling proudly as he showed the letter he had received to Takato, who rather than looking as pleased as he was frowned slightly as he read over the note.
"I don't know Aki…" His friend started as he set the letter back on the desk. Takaba was pleased because he had just received an acceptation letter from a publishing company that agreed to look over more of his work and possibly publish it if the rest of his work looked as good as what he had presented to them.
"You were the one who told me to go for it and see what happened?" Takaba chirped happily as he picked up the letter and read it over again.
It wasn't exactly Takaba's dream to become a mangaka, but he did it because his father had specifically asked him not to go into the same job field as him, a criminal photographer. So instead Takaba decided to become a mangaka because then at least he could make his own reality in his story which was challenging which gave him some of the excitement and thrill that he was looking for.
"I did, but this seems a bit suspicious to me, you're really good and all, but such a large company agreeing to look over your work when you haven't even published anything yet? Not touching the fact that I'm pretty certain I've heard this guy's name someplace else. I think that you should probably wait for another offer to come your way."
"It'll be fine." Takaba assured his friend as he folder the letter and put in his pocket. "If anything does seem suspicious or wrong about it, I'll just leave right away. Trust me for once that everything will go well." Takato frowned at his friend's words.
"Perfect words coming from my best friend who's always drawn to trouble." Takato mumbled as he shook his head and went back to focusing on working.
"I maybe drawn to trouble, but honestly, there isn't that much trouble I can get myself into when it comes to getting a job at an publishing company, besides you've done so much to help me I think its about time I do something for myself." Takato just rolled his eyes and continued typing on his computer. He had helped Takaba because of the fact that he was an editor, so while he didn't know very much about being a mangaka, he knew a lot about how to get a good story going and because of that his friend was able to come up with what he did for the manga, not to mention the help of the handsome stranger who was unaware of what he did for the boy.
"Fine, go tomorrow then, but promise me that if even one thing is off you'll decline the offer right away."
"No problem!" Takaba assured his friend with a beaming smile, which did nothing whatsoever to soothe his friend's' worries or the bad feeling that he had.
Takaba sat straight in the chair, hands on legs, beret tilted slightly on head as he waited patiently for the person he was going to be having the interview with.
He was more nervous then he had expected to be, so to distract himself from his nervousness, he began to look around the office that he was in.
The office wasn't bad sized, not only did it have a computer, but two different kinds of fax machines and printers plus a phone rested on the desk next to it, a filing cabinet was in the corner near the desk, and besides the window on the right side of the room there wasn't anything else in the room. Very plain and somewhat modest, but there was nothing about the office that screamed 'scam' or 'suspicious' to the boy.
Takaba's attention perked when he heard voices and footsteps approaching the room. After a few seconds the door was opened by a man in a suit with short black hair and glasses, stepping back the man bowed as another walked past him and entered the room. The moment Takaba laid his eyes on this man he immediately drawn into him. Once the man was inside the door was closed behind him.
The man wore a cold expression his face as golden eyes examined the boy, a cigarette hung from his mouth and he was dressed in a very expensive suite. This man was surrounded by an aura that not only spoke of power and grace but also of danger. He steps were taken with elegance, dignity, and pride.
"You must be Takaba Akihito, is that correct?" His voice was smooth yet rough but not hard on the ears. Takaba just nodded his head as the man sat down at this desk. "My name is Asami Ryuuichi. I was the one who called you here for the interview after looking at your work." The older man explained as he set down the folder that held the manga that Takaba had worked on. Asami acted as though he was looking down at the what was in front of him, but really he was checking the other out. The older man however already knew who Takaba was, though it was just a very brief meeting for them, he was surprised at the fact that the boy didn't seem to recognize him. A small smirk graced his features as he looked at the beaming Takaba . Asami was making a better catch then he had first expected.
"I worked really hard to make it something enjoyable to read." The mangaka spoke up causing the older man's business expression to return.
"The story is enjoyable, though there are a few touch-ups that could be made there isn't anything major to complain about." Each word seemed to draw the wannabe mangaka in more. "I'd like you to work here, but I was wondering if I could read more of the story before I make a decision?" Asami wouldn't lie about the fact that Takaba had some talent, in fact the boy was one of the better ones he had seen in while. The Yakuza wanted to hire the other right away, but he figured that it was better to play it safe and make it seem as though he need some persuading even though he had more then enough of a reason to hire the other.
"I don't have any more on me right now, but if you don't mind waiting I can bring some more in tomorrow." Takaba replied, if he thought that the other had more time then he would've rushed him quickly and returned with the rest of what he had.
"Kirishima." Asami called as he began putting the work back into the folder. Almost immediately the man with black hair and glasses entered the room.
"You called sir?" He asked pushing his glasses further up his nose.
"What is my schedule for tomorrow?" Asami asked as he light up a cigarette, Takaba would've more then likely made a comment about this had he not been distracted looking at Kirishima who was eyeing him suspiciously.
"You're busy for most of the day, but you do have an open spot at six." Kirishima replied as he looked over his boss's schedule as the other seemed to ponder about this while taking another drag of his cigarette.
"You don't have to worry about me, I'm good with coming back whenever you have time this week. I just need to know the time of the appointment." Takaba assured the other who glanced at him as he exhaled the smoke from his mouth.
"Then six tomorrow it is." Asami told the boy who was still looking more pleased then ever.
"Thank you so very much!" Takaba exclaimed as he bowed to the other who watched him slightly amused. The boy had a lot of spunk and that was a very good thing.
Once Takaba was out of the building he wanted to do nothing more then shout in joy, but he knew that that would cause him to get more stares then he'd feel comfortable with. He still couldn't really believe the fact that he was actually getting some where with the silly hobby that he had taken up. Not wishing to keep all the information to himself he quickly called up Kou knowing that Takato was still probably deeply immersed in work and he didn't want to end up bothering the other.
Once he received the information Kou was just as enthusiastic as his friend, Because out of the three he was the only who didn't have a steady job that he could rely on, but now all of that was going to change and if Takaba did a good job he was going to be making more then both of his friends.
Kou insisted that even though Takato was still busy that they should find some way to drag him away from work so that they could get a few drinks together. Takaba didn't object to this but he left getting Takato out of work to Kou, because the other seemed to be much better at this job.
"Damn Aki you're so lucky." Kou grinned as he and Takaba bumped fists.
"Lets just hope that everything works out for you." Takato commented.
"Come on guys, you know that its only because of you two that I've even managed to make it this far." Takaba said smiling at his two friends who he put his arms over.
"You should give yourself some credit for once, you're the one with the talent after all." Takato said ruffling his friend's head as they entered Takato's house.
Takaba might've enjoyed goofing off and drinking with his friends, but he was still responsible enough to know that there was still work he had left to with the manga he was working on. Seeing as Asami wanted to see more of it the boy had to make sure everything was in order for the other. So he made sure not to drink so much that he'd be disabled, just enough to give him a bit of a buzz, which was safe for him because it was only about a twenty minute walk from Takato's house to his.
About halfway there Takaba stopped when he heard voices coming from an alley, his curiosity getting the best of him he carefully moved near the entrance of the alley while trying to make as little noise as possible. Peering into the alley could make out at least three figures but his vision was too fuzzy to be able to see them clearly, though he could make out that one of them appeared to be a very muscular man with blond hair.
"And this would be all of it?"
"Yes, that it is correct, it was hard enough to get a hold of it as it was."
"If it wasn't hard to get then there would be no reason for me to pay you for it." both voices stopped when there was the sound of a crunch right outside of the alley. The burly blond guard that'd been standing still immediately pulled his silenced gun out and shot in the direction the sound came from. Heading towards the entrance he found that there was no one there.
Takaba cursed mentally as he ran as fast as he could, that bullet had whizzed mere inches past his face, any closer and he'd have been hit. Taking the steps two at a time he quickly unlocked the door to house and entered it before slamming it quickly and locking it. Resting his back against it he took his time catching his breath. Once he felt sufficiently recovered he got onto the task of getting everything ready the next day after deciding that it would be best not to let his friends know what happened.
The next evening Takaba had everything in order after having Takato make sure that all looked good. This time though Asami was in his office when the mangaka entered it.
As soon as the boy entered the room he looked up from the document that he had been reading, closing it Asami handed it to Kirishima who walked over to the filing cabinet in the corner, putting it in the middle draw he then locked it with a key, before leaving the office with a bow and closing the door behind himself. Asami didn't miss how Takaba watched what had happened very carefully. The boy's attention however was brought back to the other man quickly when he remembered what he was doing.
"I brought what you asked for." Takaba said as he sat down before setting the envelope down in front of Asami who grabbed it and begun pulling the pages out.
There was silence for about a full ten minutes Asami scanned through the pages.
"You're hired." Asami stated as he put the papers down on the desk, Takaba's eyes widened when he heard these words. "I like the story, though there are a few things I'd like for you to fix about them which we'll talk about over time." Takaba seemed too surprised to speak so Asami continued. "I would like thirty pages a week if possible, I'd like for what you have here to be done a little more neatly before we publish it. Is that okay with you?" it took Takaba few seconds to process the question.
'That's perfectly, I'll be more than happy to that." Takaba replied as Asami handed him back over the envelope.
"I'd like to meet again with you tomorrow so we can over some of the issues I've noticed and so we can get closer to getting you published."
"No problem, I don't mind meeting you again." Takaba replied as he stood up when Asami did.
Takaba was overjoyed that he had finally managed to find someone that was willing to publish his work and on top of that the person really seemed to like what he had drawn up. Takaba was getting ready to leave when he remembered that he hadn't asked Asami when they were to meet the next day.
Tapping on the office door Takaba waited a few seconds for a reply but when it didn't seem like anyone was going to enter, he opened the door to the office to find that it was empty, stepping inside he stopped in front of the desk when he saw a piece of paper with what appeared to be the time and place of a meeting. Checking behind himself the boy quickly pocketed the piece of paper before leaving the office.
Just after Takaba had left the office he bumped into somebody or something that caused him to fall back.
"What the hell?" he snapped as he looked up only to freeze when he saw what appeared to be the burly blond man from the alley. He quickly hid his shook as the man looked at him with narrowed eyes.
"What are you doing here brat? This isn't a place for someone like you be snooping around" what the blond man said caused the hair on the back of Takaba's neck to prickle.
"I wasn't snooping around you bastard!" Takaba retorted, "I happen to be here because I was just hired so fuck off." Takaba fumed as he stepped around the guard who watched him carefully.
Kirishima tapped lightly on the office door.
"You may enter." Asami's voice said from inside the room. Kirishima entered the room with a bow. "Well?" he asked as the other straightened up.
"He took it." Kirishima replied causing Asami to smirk as he exhaled the smoke from his mouth.
"I guess that just means we have to wait and see what happens tonight then." Asami replied as he stared down at the picture of Takaba that was in front of him. Everything was perfectly planned after the boy entered his office, Asami could immediately tell that the other was one who couldn't resist danger and danger just happened to be what the older man was all about.
Takaba felt as though he was making a very big risk in what he was doing. He didn't tell either Takato or Kou where he was going just that he had something he needed to do. He pulled the baseball cap further over his face so that it wasn't easily seen as he crouched down near the alleyway that the meeting was supposedly going to be taking place at. He looked at the piece of paper again before looking at his watch to make sure that it was indeed the right time.
Takaba pressed himself further into the wall when he saw a figure began to approach, shifting slightly Takaba tried to make himself as hidden as possible while trying to get a good look at who the person was.
Takaba was slightly surprised when he immediately recognized the man to be Asami followed by the blond guard from before, staying still Takaba watched as the third man approached them, a brief case in his hand.
"You brought the money?" The man asked Asami who smirked at him.
"Impatient much? You want the money then show me the product first."
"It's the drug you asked for, I didn't cheat." The man replied as he opened the briefcase so that Asami could look at the contents, pleased Asami nodded his head causing the blond guard to step forward and grab the briefcase while Asami gave the other the money.
Takaba couldn't really process the fact that he was watching a drug deal take place. Asami was a drug dealer? That couldn't be, the man supposed to just be the owner of a publishing company, not some fucking drug dealer.
The conversation ended not that long after the exchange, Takaba stayed where he was at even after the man left because Asami seemed to show know sign of being ready to leave and the boy was certain if he himself moved he'd be found out right away and that was the last thing he wanted.
Though luck had never really been on Takaba's side. Turning around from his position Asami looked straight at the photographer and smirked causing the boy's blood to run cold, he'd been seen. Before the mangaka had a chance to do anything someone came up from behind him, a strong arm grabbed him and before he had a chance to move a cloth covered his face and a familiar scent entered Takaba's nose before he passed out.
The first thing Takaba noticed when he woke up was that his head was pounding followed by the feeling of callused hands running over his body and molding his skin. Takaba tried to open his eyes but quickly shut them again when he found the light to be a bit too much for him to handle.
"Are you awake?" a familiar voice asked near his ear causing his eyes to shot opening. Now with his eyes fully open Takaba found himself in an unfamiliar room lying on a bed and completely undressed, one thing went through his mind: Rape.
"What the hell?" Takaba exclaimed as he tried to move but found he couldn't because two hands tightly wrapped around him prevented him from doing much of anything. Takaba craned his head to the side as much as he could only to be met with familiar golden eyes that shone brightly at him, amusement noticeable in them. "Asami!" Takaba exclaimed more panicked then before.
"Did you expect to be someone else?" the man asked as Takaba felt a hand lower itself to his thigh causing him to realize exactly what was going on here. It wasn't just him who was naked, it was Asami also.
"Let me go!" Takaba snapped as tried again to get away from the older man but all this did for him was cause his wrists to be caught by one of Asami's hands. Takaba growled in annoyance at this.
"Why so irritated, shouldn't I be the one who's upset since you were snooping into my business?" Asami asked as the boy glared daggers at him. "Well?" Asami asked looking at him amused.
"I wasn't snooping around, I just happened to be there." Takaba defended himself causing the other to raise an eyebrow at him, Takaba didn't really realize exactly how much trouble he'd gotten himself into.
"Really, then why did that piece of paper disappear off of my desk if you just so happened to be there."
"What piece of paper are you talking about?" Takaba asked immediately breaking eye contact with the older man causing him to smirk as reached behind himself with his free hand for a small bottle.
"It'd seem that I'll have to punish you for two things now." Asami whispered near Takaba's ear before nipping it causing the boy to try and lean away from his.
"What the hell are you talking about? You're not going to do hell to me!" the boy snapped before Asami moved so that the boy was directly in front of him, his back resting right between his legs, this position also caused him to feel the rather large and hard member of Asami's that was currently just ever so slightly resting against his back causing him to squirm even more then before. "Relax, its going to become enjoyable soon enough." Releasing Takaba's wrists Asami quickly grabbed his chin as he popped the lid on the bottle open. Takaba would've tried to move his head if the iron grip Asami had on his jaw didn't hurt so much, he highly doubted if he did try to use his hands to pry the hand off his chin that it'd go smoothly, in fact he was certain it would only cause him more pain. Not being able to move Takaba had no choice but to inhale the sickly sweet smell that filled his nose causing him to feel lighted headed and hot.
"What was that?" He asked his voice sounded a little slower then before to him, not just that but everything seemed a little fuzzy to him too.
"Just something to make this a little more enjoyable for you." Asami replied as he licked the side of Takaba's neck while running his hands over the boy's body.
"Ahhh!" Takaba moaned slightly feeling his face redden as Asami nipped his neck while teasing his nipples, the older man smirked against his neck, enjoying the reaction he was receiving from the other, this is exactly what he wanted. Takaba's reaction even confused himself, he shouldn't be enjoy what this man was doing to him, he should be trying to get away from him, but his body and mind couldn't seem to come to an agreement. Tilting the boy's head to the side Asami kissed the other roughly while his hands begun traveling lower then before without the boy paying much attention to this.
Takaba couldn't prevent the gasp from coming out when Asami thrust two fingers inside of him as he arched his back to get away.
"Shhh." Asami soothed as tears pricked at the corner of the boy's eyes from the pain he was feeling from the intrusion. Takaba didn't like the feeling and it hurt greatly, he tried to squirm away, but Asami held him down with his free hand as he continued working his fingers in and out of the boy's hot entrance as the other whimpered slightly.
"You make such cute noises, my kawaii mangaka." Asami whispered as he pulled his fingers out of Takaba who relaxed quickly, thinking that he was finished. Feeling himself being moved slightly mixed with what happened next caused a cry of pain to ripe itself free from Takaba's throat as Asami penetrated him fully in one thrust.
"You're sucking me so tightly." Asami told the boy who was trying so hard to squirm away from him.
"Stop! Take it out!" Takaba cried as Asami thrust into him again, the pain was causing Takaba's head to spin.
Asami paid no attention to the cries and pleas of the boy under him as he continued thrusting and out of him at a steady pace. Asami rather enjoyed having the boy under him and being able to hear the other's voice. Moving his hand he began to quickly work the boy's cock which was already rather red. Takaba felt as his head began to spin from the mixture of pleasure and pain that he was receiving.
"Don't!" Takaba shouted as he felt himself nearing his climax, he didn't want to come, or at least he didn't want Asami to be the one to make him come. Again though the older man paid no heed to the boy. "I'm going to cum!" Takaba shouted coming mere seconds later causing him seed to shot onto the bed as Asami came right after him.
"You're mine." Takaba blacked out after hearing these words whispered in his ear.