Chapter 2

The young beautiful creature awoke to the sun rays coming through the window. Blinking his eyes against the bright light, he laid there motionless. Staring at a high ceiling, the lad tried to fathom where he was. Then he remembered his ordeal and how he was finally out of the closed crowded container. He was relieved to breathe in fresh air and sleep in a comfy bed. However, he couldn't keep the nagging feeling that he has interchanged a confining prison for well furnished one.

He pulled himself in a sitting position on the king size bed. Checking his limbs, he was happy to find that there weren't any chains to keep him from freedom. Letting his eyes survey the spacious room, he looked for the tall handsome dark stranger with the captivating cold golden eyes. Not finding him anywhere, the boy felt his heart cave in disappointed. He wondered, 'why am I sad that he isn't here?... I don't even know him…I wonder who…'

As the boy was lost in his own thoughts, the door to the room creaked open. The sound of door opening broke the boy's string of thoughts that swam uninvitingly in his mind. The small frame watched with alert frightened hazel eyes as a man walked in. Looking closely, the boy realized it was the man he was searching for moments earlier.

Asami walked into his bedroom with a tray of food in hand. He made his way towards the lad and placed the food in front of him. Staring into distrustful feared hazel orbs, he commanded in a voice devoid of emotion, "Eat. Kimura says your malnourished and need plenty of food to regain lost weight."

The boy just kept staring into cold golden spheres and made no movement to attempt to eat. He worried that the food might contain drugs or worst poison. He made his thoughts very clear to the other with distrustful defiant hazel eyes.

Returning the stare that was set on him by the young lad with a blank one, Asami took a slice of fruit and munched on it. Giving the boy an amused smirk, he taunted the young man, "see nothing to worry about. Now eat."

Gazing into eyes that just gazed back, Asami chuckled slightly, "waiting for proof I see, then while you wait for nothing to happen let's converse. What's your name?"

Giving the older man a hard stare, the boy pursed his lips shut. Narrowing his eyes in a death glare the boy thought to himself, 'why the hell should I give you my name? I don't even fucking know you. For all I know you're just like…'

Remembering the person who betrayed him, the boy lowered his gaze to the tray of food in sadness. He didn't want to think of that person ever again. He wished he can erase the other's existence from his mind and heart. He was stupid enough to trust his heart once before and he won't make that mistake again, not in this lifetime.

Gazing up at the gorgeous dangerous man, the boy made a decision. He won't trust this man standing before him. His mind told him he was dangerous but his heart told him he was safe. This time along he would follow his mind over his fragile trusting heart. His broken heart can't take on anymore betrayals. His heart received its' last wound with this last incident that left him wishing death from his ordeal.

Witnessing as the boy plummet into sadness, Asami felt his chest constrict with pain at the sight of hurt on the young one. He couldn't help but feel angered by the boy's state. The boy gazed at him with determination and then parted his lips and three words were spoken in command, "let me go."

Asami was instantly enchanted by the hypnotizing sound of the boy speaking. Wanting nothing more but to hear the other speak, Asami enticed the boy, "that isn't your name."

The boy glared at the older man and hissed, "You don't need to know my name. Just let me go!"

Asami smirked, "I beg to defer. I rescued you. It is only polite to give your name to your rescuer."

The boy balled his hand into fists and scowled, "I didn't ask to be rescued. You came and did it selfishly. JUST LET ME THE HELL GO!"

Getting irritated by the ingrate, Asami remarked harshly, "Whether you asked or not doesn't make a difference to me. If you don't wish to tell me your name you're free to do so. I can easily name you myself because you belong to ME."

The boy picked the tray of food that was on his lap and threw it in Asami's direction, while shouting, "I don't belong to anyone YOU BASTARD! LET ME GO NOW YOU KIDNAPPING SON OF A BITCH!"

Evading the tray of food, Asami smirked at the boy's feistiness. He mocked with an even wider smirk, "Hmm, what name should I give you, how does Kitten sound… or maybe Princess?"

Feeling enraged by the man's every word, the boy shouts, "DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME THAT YOU BARSTARD!"

Feigning a troubled expression, Asami fakes whine, "Ah, but you won't give me your name, Kitten. I have to call you something, Princess. Which one sounded better to you?"

Irritated to no end, the boy couldn't stop himself from grunting through gritted teeth, "Listen JACK ASS! My name isn't KITTEN and it certainly isn't PRINCESS EITHER! My name is TAKABA AKIHITO! .ba. .. GOT THAT?"

The blonde boy with hazel fiery globes instantly clapped his hands over his mouth after revealing his name. He couldn't believe it, 'this man, he actually managed to manipulate me.'

Smiling with a satisfied smirk Asami teased, "Now was that so hard to do, my cute Aki-chan?"

Listening to the older man tease him, Aki thought, 'the way he teases me…he remind me of that…person...'

Asami watched as the boy stared into space with hurt painted all over his beautiful face. Studying the boy's demeanor he wondered, 'why do you keep looking like that. Like someone had betrayed you badly. Who hurt you?'

Asami was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't notice himself speak the last part out loud, "who hurt you?"

Aki was snapped out of his own thought as he heard the question. He looked into golden orbs with wide eyes, 'how did he know that someone had hurt me?'. Staring at the man in bewilderment, "what makes you say that?"

Asami noticed that he has voiced something out. Ignoring the boy's question he inquired, "Why were you in the container?"

Aki lowered his gaze to his now relaxed hands and felt hot tears roll down his cheek as he whispered, "I wish I knew."

Perceiving the young one's tears, Asami walked to the bed where the lad was seated. He sat next to Aki and extended his hand to soft strands of hair. As he began to stroke golden locks lightly, Aki curled himself into a ball next to him. He drew the boy to his lap for comfort.

Aki didn't cry easily. Whenever he did cry he made sure to do it in seclusion. He hated people seeing him vulnerable. As he began to calm from fits of sobs, he speculated, 'why am I letting this man see me like this? Why do I feel safe whenever I'm around him? Who is he and is he like…?'

Asami felt the boy slump against his chest. Taking a peak at the lad's face he realized that the young blonde has fallen fast asleep. With some maneuvers he laid the boy on the bed without waking him. He sat gazing at what he described as 'Sleeping Beauty' and had an inner monologue, 'since when do I pick up stray kittens. Pure and innocent isn't usually my type. Although, that fire in those hazel orbs are truly alluring. But is that enough reason for me to drag him into my world of darkness. Takaba Akihito…'

Taking a risk he touched the blonde's cheek and sighed, "Takaba Akihito, you are a creature of the light that got sucked into the Dark. 'I am Dark, and I will never let you go My Sleeping Beauty'."

Back at the docks all victims have been attended to. The docks was now empty and no sign of the hectic activities of the night before. That is except for the empty container that's still standing still tainted with the Heinous Crime.

A man in his thirties stood in front of the tainted container. He was dressed in a designer suit and polished Gucci's. His posture spoke elegance with his chiseled features. He had wavy dark brown hair and wore a diamond earring in his left ear. The man didn't warrant any danger. That is until one looked into his eyes. His eyes were deep green that sucked anyone into their soulless pits.

The man was inspecting the container and its' surroundings. There were two men in black suits with him who seemed to be his bodyguards. The green eyed man turned towards the two and asked in a cold merciless tone, "what happened to the cargo? EXPLAIN!"

One of the men responded in a robotic tone, "Sir, someone intervened. When some of our men showed up to pick up the cargo, they reported that there were men on the docks already. They released and took the cargo with them in black vans. But…"

The man with the green eyes, who seemed to be in charge, stared down at the other. Then spoke in a cold low voice, "…but what?"

The other stuttered, "Sir…the men reported that there was a man. He seemed to be the boss responsible for the loss of the cargo. He…he took a boy with him…who was in the container with the rest of the cargo."

Green Eyes widen with shock for a split second then returned into soulless pits. The man asked in a controlled commanding manner, "…was it him?"

The other answered reluctantly, "we…we believe so."

Green Eyes stayed silent for some time then whispered with a smirk, "I see. Well this is interesting."

Green Eyes began to leave the docks and the men in suits followed. He walked to his awaiting limo and stepped in the back seat. The other two got into the front seats and the limo pulled out of docks with a screech.

Green Eyes was looking through tinted windows while he smiled darkly. The boy he put in the container has been taken from him. He knew that whoever stole the boy had only one intention. He couldn't blame them. The beautiful creature was his master piece. He loved beautiful things, and the boy was a breath of beauty in itself. He groomed him to be a promising profit.

He knew the boy felt that he betrayed him. He didn't mind the boy hating him for his actions even though he loved the boy. But love didn't prosper money. He was a man who thrived in money and power and would sell his own mother to gain it. A fact of the matter the boy refused to acknowledge because of his naivety.

He had no intention of giving up his cargo or his boy. Whoever this man, who dared to interfere with his business, will soon regret his actions. Green Eyes seethed with anger as he thought about the man who dared to touch what's his, 'No one stupidly takes what belongs to me and lives to tell about it.'

He pulled a cigar from his suit jacket and lit it with his gold lighter. As he exhaled some smoke he declared coldly, "Enjoy your time away MY beautiful Akihito, because soon I'll come to reclaim you."

Soon the man will discover, that the man he was so ready to declare war against was the Crime Lord himself. A man feared by the entire underworld. A possessive-over protective-powerful-Yakuza that goes by the name…

…Asami Ryuichi.

T.B.C. ... (Hope you enjoyed!)