Asami had been noticing that Akihito had been acting strangely as of late. Like how he would no longer chase after rumours or snap cheeky remarks. Not that he was complaining of course, however, he knew his kitten well enough to know that he was always a trouble magnet.

There also the fact that he was almost always in the penthouse, which was rare as in all of the time that he had known him for, he could not once remember a time where he sat still for more than an hour.

Sighing, he inhaled the smoke one last time before crushing it.

"Kirishima go get the car. I'm done for the day, call me if an emergency comes up."

"Yes, Asami-sama."

"Oh, and is Akihito home yet?"

"Yes, Asami-sama he's been there for the whole day." He said in a concerned tone.

"If I may ask sir, has something happened? I have noticed that he hasn't been acting like himself as of late."

"No, well not that I know of."

Sighing again, he looked out the window only to see that there was a storm outside.

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Akihito knew that he was acting strange and that everyone was noticing it. But he couldn't help it, he was starting to remember things that he wished he didn't.

Yet, the world couldn't have just left him alone could it? He was perfectly content with things were.

'Yeah, it hadn't been perfect and that more than a few problems had occurred. Nonetheless, he was satisfied with the way that his life and relationship with Asami had progressed.

After all of the life and death situations that they faced together, they have finally opened up and trusted one another. He felt safe those large warm arms, and as if Asami could shield him from all of the problems in the world.

He was a crime journalist and Asami the ruling crime lord of Asia's underworld. He was meant to be finding the truth and revealing it to the world. While Asami was supposed to be cold-hearted and ruthless, ruling the country with an iron fist.

Yet, somehow when they had met the pieces fell into place and they had fallen for each other. As the time passed the love they felt for one another intensify. But, now he had a secret that could potentially tear apart what they currently had left him in a state of fear.

It was what he dreaded the most, Asami meant the world to him and losing him was out of the question. He never felt so uncertain, he was once a character with so much full fire and passion that none could have thought to tame, him until he came along. Taming his flame till he was weak in the knees just by the merely thinking about him.

Snapped out of his thoughts, by the creaking noises coming from the door. He went to get the person, knowing that it was Asami and he tired to as normal as he could.

"Oi bastard, welcome back!"

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"Fufufu, miss me my kitten?"

"Huh? You wish! Like I would care about a bastard like you!" Akihito sputtered with a blush.

Chuckling Asami replied, "Looks like my little kitten might need to be disciplined."

"What? You're such a perverted bastard! Is sex all you can think about!?"

Chuckling Asami wrapped his arms around him and bridal carried him into the bedroom.

Trapping him beneath him, Asami leaned his face closer and moved in to nibble on Akihito's earlobe, and it didn't take long for him to notice to the slight trembles coming from his body. And Asami knew it wouldn't take long before his lover would give in.

Tenderly cupping Akihito's jaw he leans down to press a kiss to on to his lips, tilting Akihito's head further to deepen the kiss. Asami sucked on his lower lip, gently nipping on the soft lip as he dragged his tongue slowly over Akihito's lower lip asking for entrance. Akihito bit Asami's lower lip before parting it to give Asami entrance. Asami's tongue plunged into the hot carven and both groaned at the other's taste.

They felt their breaths hitch against each other, both moaning as their groins rubbed against the others, saliva dripping on the side of their mouths as they pulled apart.

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Encircling his arms around Akihito's back, they laid in bed together.

Akihito laid his head on to Asami's chest and curled his body around him. He traced the lines on Asami's chest, before whispering I love you and kissed him on the chest. Asami tightened his hold on Akihito and closed his eyes for a bit.

"Kitten, what's wrong has something happened?"

"Huh, what do you mean bastard?"

"I'm sure you do, don't try to avoid the question, Akihito. I know that something is going on don't deny it, you haven't been yourself the past few weeks, and I believe that I have been patient enough, to wait for you to come to me."

He could feel Akihito stiffen under him but he continued on.

"But, I can't wait for you any longer, we are all worried about you Aki, as much as we don't want to admit it you have somehow managed to whirl your way into our lives."

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Akihito felt conflicted as he knew that he should tell him but, he was afraid that Asami wouldn't believe or worse call him crazy and leave him.

Sighing he pulled away and looked up into those piercing golden eyes.

Finally coming to a decision he said: "I guess you do deserve the truth."

Asami smirked and looked pleased to finally have his answers.

"But, promise me that you won't leave me when I tell you."

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Akihito had never looked so venerable or frail, he looked as though the slightest touch could break him. This made Asami want to pull him back into his embrace but, he managed to hold himself back.

It was ridiculous as to how he behaved around Akihito.

Years of being the leading figure in both the business and underworld had made him unsympathetic and indifferent.

Asami had prided himself on always being several steps ahead of others. Rarely loses his self-control, and yet, whenever something involved him, he would disregard all the consequences, going to great lengths and even risking his life to save him.

Initially, he had only pursued Takaba in a moment of desire to control the free and wild spirit of the younger man. As they continued the game of cat and mouse, Asami couldn't help but, become fond of that fierce and stubborn temper.

Somewhere along the way, he had become the light that had lit up his dark world.

Asami was confused and concerned, as to what Akihito had to say. However, he agreed and trusted him to never betray him.

"Alright, I will not leave you, and whatever you have to say will not make me love you any less."

As soon as the word left his mouth light illuminated and engulfed the both of them.