Kirishima was left with dead ends on Takaba's tall blond friend, Karias, who apparently didn't even exist. There was no way there would be nothing on a person like that, the man Takaba called Karias Blerster looked like he knew a life of wealth and power, his laid back demeanor impressive under Asami's harsh gaze.
He had done a comprehensive investigation and nothing had come up on the enigmatic man, which left him frustrated, how could he report this to Asami? Strange things had been happening ever since that letter arrived yesterday.
He made his way to the elevator with Suoh to go and reveal his inadequate findings.
He saw Takaba stride out of the elevator, he always knew the boss's lover was pleasing to the eye, but the fact that now he was starting to question his sexual orientation left him uneasy, and scared.
The boy looked breathtaking as he chatted with his equally eye-catching counterpart.
Had he always been this way? Or was Kirishima falling sick? There was something unquestionably different about the boy.
It was like he had grown into a confident man overnight, a very striking one at that, he looked every inch related to Karias, the aura put off by both of them spoke of splendor and poise.
Kirishima shook his head to clear himself of the thoughts that would put his head on the chopping block.
If his boss found out that Kirishima had looked at Takaba that way he would probably have his eyes poked out with a hot poker.
"Kirishima, I'm going out for the day. If you could call off your goons from following me that would be great, thanks."
Kirishima somehow found himself agreeing to withdraw his men, unable to say no.
Had Takaba always had that authoritative tone? He only remembered a snotty brat whose stubborn voice wore at his nerves, but now he found himself wanting to obey.
Kirishima had always prided himself on his ability to make clear-headed decisions without emotions getting in the way, it was why his boss valued him so much.
Kirishima thought about applying for some sick leave.
"Kei…..?" Suoh said absentmindedly, "I think I'm coming down with something."
"Yeah, something must be going around at the moment."
Asami got off the bed and left his room after an hour of deliberation, sending Kirishima away when he came up with the report that revealed nothing.
He had weighed the pros and cons of this morning's development like he would any other business deal.
If he found himself looking at it from a relationship point of view, his judgment would be too skewed to make any sort of decision at all.
His kitten always had a way of giving Asami irrational thoughts, he had never known himself to be so possessive or domineering over anyone else but Akihito, even to the point of losing large sums of money because of him.
The possessive part of him now wanted to tie Akihito down forever, never allowing him to see another soul, for the Akihito now was mesmerizing, and he knew impure thoughts would come to those who looked upon him. Especially considering all the perverts Asami associated with.
The logical part of him told him it was physically impossible to restrain him as he was now, but it didn't stop him from wanting to.
Logic always conflicted with emotion when it came to Takaba Akihito.
He smirked to himself as he recalled the memories he had been gifted with, it was clear that over the 700years, Akihito had always been a kindred spirit, causing trouble and wreaking havoc wherever he went, albeit sometimes on a very large, historic scale.
Yes, he was still the same Akihito.
He believed his judgment was clear and sound, if Akihito was still the same, then it didn't matter.
He would just have some adjusting to do, which didn't change anything, because he was constantly adjusting with the unpredictable spitfire anyway.
He found the house vacant of Akihito and Karias as he walked into the lounge room and then the kitchen.
He found a note on the bench addressed to him.
Asami,
I have gone out for the day, I made you lunch since you said you have the day off, you just need to reheat and you're good to go.
See you this afternoon.
Akihito.
He was definitely still the same Akihito, and he belonged to Asami Ryuichi alone, if anyone tried to take him away, he would crush them into nonexistence, no matter who or what they were.
That's all there was to it.
Takaba and Karias sat in a coffee shop, incredulous to all the awestruck glances cast their way. They had to relay their coffee order 3 times before the teller snapped out of her trance and finally understood that they were talking to her.
"So, you told him then? How did he take it?" Karias finally asked nonchalantly.
"Hmmm well I showed him, figured it was easier that way, and more believable. That bastard would probably believe pigs would fly before believing something like that about me, then he would string me up and punish me for lying to him. Ugh. Guess I'll find out when I get home, hmmm."
"Haha, spare me the details would you, though the thought of you being powerless against a human is really comical, but I gather most humans can't fight against a man like him, the intel we gathered on him was pretty intense as far as humans go Akihito. How you ended up with someone like that is truly a surprise."
"Wait, what did you say? The intel "we" gathered? Who is we? So you knew who he was, why did you ask me to introduce him then?" the look on Takaba's face told his friend to spill the beans.
"Well, not like I could say 'Oh hello I'm Karias and I know everything about your lucrative black-market arms business down to your shoe size', could I? We got the address from Lukedonia, so we did some digging of our own before I came in advance. You see, your fathers memorial is set to take place in a month, so you have that long to figure out an excuse to be let back out of Lukedonia. You ARE coming to your fathers memorial Akihito, as your lifelong friend I won't let you miss it." When Karias was serious there was no arguing with him, so Takaba gave an exasperated sigh and let it slide for now.
"Huh? So why are you here a month early then? And who else it is that's coming?"
"Fufufu, don't worry about who! It's a surprise, let me have some excitement in my boring life. Anyway, once people outside know that you're father has gone to rest, it will be obvious that you're back in the picture. With the amount of trouble you've caused over the centuries I'm sure there is bound to be trouble. So we are here for the month to keep you out of it!" Karias indeed did sound excited, his eyes were sparkling with anticipation, "so lets have some fun this month shall we! It's been 20 odd years, you owe me that much."
"Something tells me you are gonna bring me more trouble it's worth, haha. So, have you sorted out a place to stay then?"
"Yup, it's an apartment in the building next to yours. I think I can even jump my balcony to yours. Perfect isn't it!"
"Oh no, you have got to be kidding, Karias that isn't even funny."
Takaba and Karias continued to chat, they walked around Shinjuku all day, a welcome distraction for Takaba who kept thinking about what would happen when he went home that afternoon.
For the second time in as many days, Akihito found himself staring at the door to the place he lived. Unsure if he would be able to live there any longer after all he had revealed to the felonious businessman.
Even though their relationship was somewhat twisted and dysfunctional, Akihito had admitted to himself long ago that it was impossible to stay away from the overbearing billionaire, he had never admitted it to Asami, though he was certain Asami knew his innermost thoughts already.
Collecting his wayward thoughts and stowing them away, he entered the house.
He found Asami smoking a Dunhill on the balcony, sitting back in the deck chair wearing a fitted polo shirt and casual pants, the man looked good in anything and everything, and he looked majestic as he stared out at the view.
He didn't look at Takaba as he came outside to stand next to the chair and stare at the view with him, wincing to himself as he thought of Karias paying them a visit by jumping from his balcony.
Asami seemed the usual cool and composed yakuza that he was, you would never think he had learned about the existence of an ancient immortal race that movies were based on, that very morning.
That and he had been sharing his home with one and sleeping with him no less.
Takaba waited, knowing it was pointless to push Asami to reveal his thoughts, Asami said what he wanted when he wanted.
Asami stubbed out his cigarette and turned to Takaba finally, who had grown anxious at this stage, the fear of rejection rearing its ugly head.
"Akihito, where is this place Lukedonia that you are from?"
"Uh, humans know it as the Bermuda Triangle, why?" Startled at the question but thankful for conversation finally, Takaba answers apprehensively.
"Hmmmm, that might pose a bit of a problem." Cool and calm as ever.
"Waaa- why Asami?" Takaba was just plain bewildered by now.
"Well Akihito, from what I gather, it would be unfortunate if you missed your fathers farewell, which means you have to go, much as I dislike letting you out of the area of my jurisdiction. I have just been going over the logistics of how to come and retrieve what's mine if you're forced to stay." Asami made it all seem so matter of fact you would never know he was talking about taking on a bunch of powerful Nobles in a place that humans couldn't even detect let alone get to.
"Ah, um, well it's set for a month, so I will figure something out by then. I can look after myself you know!" Takaba pouted, indignant.
"Oho, I am certain that's impossible, my cute Akihito, human or otherwise." The smirk on Asami's face said he believed it was so.
"You, you're really unbearable you kn- wha Asami nnngh."
Akihito was quieted as Asami yanked him down into the larger mans lap, apprehending his mouth with his own, sucking and biting on Takaba's tongue and lips, making it impossible for Akihito to escape, not that he wanted to.
"Nnnn, Asamiii." Takaba mewled as he finally got to catch his breath.
Asami looked into Akihito's eyes, trapping Akihito in the molten gaze, there was no way to retreat from those alluring pools of gold, faces inches apart, their lips enticingly close.
"I'm annoyed Akihito, I said I would only say this once, but it seems you have me repeating myself. Anyone who touches you, no matter who they are, I will erase them, I don't care what they are either. I will chase you to the depths of the abyss or Lukedonia if I have to, which ever comes first, because you are mine, you belong to me, you will never escape me Akihito. Nothing has changed about that."
"….Asami." Akihito was not often wordless, he always had a stubborn remark up his sleeve, but the sheer conviction from the man in front of him had reduced him to speechlessness.
He would be forever detained in the clutches of Asami Ryuichi.
"Now, let's see what this superb new body of yours can handle shall we, my dear Akihito, I haven't punished you for lying to me yet, and I'm not in a forgiving mood."
Takaba was quickly swept up and carried to their bedroom, the place where it all started earlier that morning.
Home still, for Akihito.
Asami was a contented man.
He lost himself in glorifying the smaller magnificent body. Each tremble he drew out, each elicited moan of pleasure only served to captivate him more. He was under Akihito's spell.
The porcelain skin deserved worshipping, and he had devoted himself to marking every inch of it as his.
He watched as the kiss marks and bruises disappeared before his very eyes, it only motivated him more, his thirst unquenchable, but the source inexhaustible.
He had always been weary of breaking the young man before, holding back apart of himself as to not wreck his lover, but Akihito was different now, stronger and more durable, and Asami Ryuichi had finally and inexplicably let the last frayed threads of his self-control snap.
Akihito seemed more sensitive to his touch, now more then ever, each rough caress sparking fire between them, the heat unbearable yet glorious.
He thrust harder, faster and stronger then he ever had before into the indulgent body beneath him, finally able to test the limits of his sexual prowess.
His kitten drunk it all in, crying out for more, begging Asami to go deeper, to fill him with the seed of his soul.
Asami wanted nothing more to comply with his every need, entwining the lithe body with his, two mindless writhing figures of lust in perfect sync with each other, the connection more then skin deep.
It was like nothing he had before, this Akihito now was made for Asami, like a drug manufactured exclusively for his DNA.
It was many, many hours before he finally extracted himself from Akihito, and as he lay in bed cradling his kitten in his arms, still craving the silken skin against his own, he felt his possessive and protective emotions catapult to a new level.
A level he wasn't entirely comfortable with, for with it welled up emotions he had been trying to keep at bay. Emotions that he wasn't willing to admit to himself.
It was the morning after, and the two were eating breakfast together at the table, when they heard a knock from the balcony window.
"Argh, that cheeky bastard, I told him he had better not come over via the balcony!" Takaba threw down his spoon and went to let Karias in.
"He came from the balcony?" inquired Asami.
"Ah yeah, he thought it would be funny if him and the others rented the apartment in the building next to ours for the month, something about keeping me outta trouble or what not. Sounds like a farce to me." He looked at Asami sheepishly, as if to apologize.
"Well good morning love birds! I trust you sorted everything out, I'll have tea please Akihito." Karias strolled in, flashing a warm smile to Asami and Akihito as he plopped himself down on the living room couch.
"What others?" asked Asami, a scrutinizing look on his face.
"Oh they should be arriving any minute now, so you can see for yourself. Oh listen to that, perfect timing! Lets go up and greet them shall we?"
As Karius finished his sentence, they heard the thwap thwap thwap of helicopter blades slicing through the air, getting louder as it got closer to the helipad that was on top of the building.
It was only the start of things to come for Takaba and Asami.