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Tie
Akihito picked at the edge of his suit's collar for the third time in less than two minutes, before turning to the mirror and grimacing.
What was supposed to look like a well presented Windsor knot resembled a bowtie instead.
Grunting under his breath, the young man resumed his ongoing fight with the tie's straps, anxiously glancing at his wristwatch in the process.
He only had another thirty minutes before Takato would stop by so that they could ride together to Kou's wedding.
The way the fight was playing out though, made Akihito fear that he might still be trying to tie the damn knot as the bride and groom walked down the aisle.
"You don't know how to tie a tie?" Came an amused voice from behind him.
Awesome! Just what Akihito needed; to be made fun of by Mr. Know-it-all Asami Ryuuichi.
"Go away. I'm just experimenting different types of knots." He said, not taking his eyes away from his reflection in the mirror.
Asami's subsequent chuckle proved he wasn't buying into the story though. "You don't look like you're 'experimenting'."
"Well, excuse my ignorance, will ya? Not everyone wears suits on a daily basis like you."
The older man watched Akihito unsuccessfully struggle with the tie's straps some more, until he finally seemed to lose his patience.
"You'll be at it until tomorrow. Here, I'll teach you how to do it, you brat." Asami said, while approaching Akihito from behind and pushing his clumsy hands away from the tie.
"You cross the wide end over the narrow one and bring it up thru the loop. Then you bring the wide end down and around the narrow end up on your right. Got it?" He asked, looking at Akihito thru the mirror's reflection.
"Huh... Yeah, I guess." Akihito mumbled, feeling awkwardly conscious of Asami's proximity all of a sudden.
"Then you turn and pass the wide end thru the loop and across the narrow end and you slip it down thru the knot in the front. You tighten it up and draw it in closer to your collar. There, it's done. Easy. Even a brat like you is able to do it." Asami finished, ruffling Akihito's hair in a mockingly patronizing gesture.
"Hey you…" The young man complained, freeing himself from his grasp. "Why are you smiling anyway?" He asked, noticing the amused grin on the older man's lips as he scanned him up and down with his eyes.
"Nothing." Asami shrugged unconcerned, though the grin remained on his lips. "…You don't look bad in a suit."
The compliment caught Akihito off guard, making him blush slightly despite himself.
"Huh…Thanks…I guess."
"…You don't look bad at all." Asami added, just before he unexpectedly shortened the distance between them and planted a kiss on Akihito's lips.
It was when the young man felt his tie's knot being pulled apart that he started fighting against Asami's hold.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Asami!"
"Keep quiet." The older man said as he started to unbutton Akihito's shirt.
"Are you crazy? ! My friend is coming to pick me up in less than 30 minutes."
"Which gives us just enough time. Now help me out here. Take off your pants."
"Asami! !"
The older man sighed, looking at Akihito with a resolved expression. "Ok fine, I promise I'll tie the damn knot for you again afterwards. Don't worry about it."
"That's not what I meant!"
Unfortunately for Akihito, he wasn't able to say anything else, as Asami decided that the best way to silence him was to keep his mouth busy with kisses…
Umbrella
Feilong stared at the dark clouds hovering above him, just as the first drops of heavy rain hit the street.
Great! He thought to himself. Just what he needed after a grueling 3-hour business meeting with Asami Ryuuichi: a cold shower to go along with his gloomy mood.
His mood was about to grow a lot darker though, for it wasn't long before he heard familiar steps approaching him from the lobby of the office building he was at.
Asami stopped beside him under the building's awning, lighting a cigarette as he casually eyed the passer-byes running for cover from the rain.
"Where's your limo?" He asked, after a few moments of silence went by.
"Around the corner. Where's yours?"
"Same place." The older man answered, pulling a retractable umbrella from his overcoat.
Feilong suppressed the urge to snicker. Of course the idiot would have an umbrella at hand… while he himself would have to be stuck under the awning waiting for his limo driver to develop the intelligence necessary to make him figure out that his boss would need to be picked up at the building's entrance. He might as well sit down and wait...
"Want a ride?" Was Asami's surprising question as he opened his umbrella.
The other man figured he must have looked at Asami with an odd expression, since soon enough the latter repeated the question.
"Want a ride to your limo?" The Japanese man asked, as he stepped out into the street.
"You must be joking!" Was the reply he received. Was Asami attempting to play the role of a knight in shining armor all of a sudden?
It seemed that the older man had anticipated some resistance though, proof given by the ghost of a smile that appeared on his lips then.
"Correct me if I'm wrong here, but you don't have your cell phone with you, do you?"
Feilong's silence was enough of a satisfactory answer to him.
"Which means you have no way of contacting your driver and thus you'll be stuck here until the rain stops..."
Oh, how Feilong absolutely detested Asami's smug attitude! More so when he knew the older man to be absolutely right in his assumptions.
Trying his best not to curse, the younger man moved slowly towards Asami, seeking refuge under his umbrella.
He could still see the same teasing smile on Asami's lips as they started walking along the street, though the other man was wise enough not to add any further remarks to his previous interaction with him.
They hadn't taken a dozen steps together, when it suddenly hit Feilong; a very subtle fragrance of bergamot, musk and spices which he hadn't smelled in a very long time. He was quick to identify it as Asami's favorite cologne.
Feilong's memory immediately flashed back to the past; a vivid image of the older man's hands trailing down his bare torso jumping instantly to the front of his mind, the same exotic fragrance that overpowered him then, overpowering him now.
When had been the last time he'd been this close to Asami?
"Is everything ok?" The older man's voice brought him back to the present.
It took Feilong a couple of seconds to realize they had already reached the place where their limos were parked, yet he still couldn't push away the memory of the one time he'd felt Asami's touch on his skin… And all because of a stupid umbrella ride.
"Everything is perfectly fine. Why do you ask?" The Chinese man lied nevertheless.
"I asked because you're blushing."
As soon as the words left Asami's lips, Feilong felt his cheeks burn.
His legs moved automatically, making him turn his back on the older man almost instantly.
"Don't be ridiculous." He shot over his shoulder. "It's obviously just a reaction to the cold weather." He added, before getting into his limo.
His heart though was still racing as the limo drove off; leaving behind the sound of Asami's quiet chuckles.
Valentine
Akihito didn't know what to make of the other man's reaction.
"You don't have to eat them, if you don't want to." He finally said, as Asami continued to look at the chocolate candy on top of the kitchen counter with an unreadable expression.
Sure, Akihito had spent the entire afternoon making the damn candy and had nearly burned the kitchen down twice in the process, but it was not like the chocolates had any special significance to them.
It was just a coincidence that Akihito had decided to bake chocolate candy on Valentine's Day. It was not like he was hoping to present them to Asami once he arrived home… or so the young man liked to repeat to himself.
When Asami picked up one of the chocolates and started looking at it from all sides and frowning, Akihito felt his cheeks start to burn as a result. Where was a hole in the ground when you needed one?
"Just forget about it." He quickly said, trying to make light of the situation. "They're not any good anyway. I was thinking of throwing them away."
Unfortunately for him it didn't seem that neither Asami was ready to give up on his curiosity over the candy, nor Akihito's cheeks were keen on changing to their normal color anytime soon.
The situation in fact got so bad cheeks-wise that Akihito had to come up with a half-assed excuse to leave the kitchen and quickly ran to the balcony outside the living room, hoping that the cool night's air would restore his usual complexion.
He had been leaning over the balcony's railing for a few minutes, enjoying the feel of the wind ruffling his hair, when he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.
"Don't make fun of me." He said, not even bothering to look over his shoulder. "It was a stupid idea. I know."
Asami waited until he reached his side before saying anything. "They're filled with liquor..." He remarked, seemingly surprised.
Akihito looked at him sideways. Well, it at least seemed that Asami had tried some of the candy. "Yeah… I thought you'd prefer it to plain chocolate."
"They're good… Are there any more?"
The intrigued look that Akihito gave him, made him elaborate on the question.
"I finished the ones you had in the kitchen."
"…"
"They were for me, right?" Asami asked, suddenly raising an eyebrow at the youngster in suspicion.
"Huh yeah… But you ate all of them?"
"Yes."
Now it was Akihito's turn to frown.
"You can go see for yourself if you don't believe me."
Which Akihito indeed did, leaving Asami momentarily alone on the balcony.
The older man waited until the sound of Akihito's footsteps decreased in volume, to take out a handkerchief from the pocket of his suit's jacket.
Asami looked at the chocolate candy he had hidden in it, thinking to himself he had to find some way of letting Akihito know he really didn't like sweet treats at all.
Although he figured he could keep it a secret on that Valentine 's Day…
Workaholic
Asami eyed the pile of paperwork still unattended on his work desk, trying his best not to sigh. "What about the meeting with representative Onodera tomorrow?" He asked the man standing on the other side of the desk.
"It was re-scheduled to 2 p.m., as per your request Asami-sama. That way you will have time to inspect the work progress on the new club before meeting up with the representative."
"Good. And the accounts' reports that are supposed to be presented at the meeting?"
"All done and waiting for your approval, sir." Kirishima answered, motioning to two separate stacks of documents on top of the desk.
This time Asami did sigh tiredly though; action which did not escape his faithful assistant's notice.
"You look tired, Asami-sama. Shall I call the limo to take you home for the day?"
His boss couldn't help but arch an eyebrow at him. "Home for the day? Why?"
"Well sir… because it is already 3 a.m. in the morning."
Asami stared at his assistant incredulously for a moment, before checking the clock on top of his desk. "Oh… I see." Why did time always fly by so quickly when he was working?
True to his workaholic nature though, Asami took advantage of his ride home that day to go over the reports that Kirishima had prepared and was in fact still browsing thru them when he closed the door to his apartment.
It was the light coming from the living room area that caught his attention then.
He frowned, looking at his wristwatch that now marked 3:30 a.m., wondering if Akihito had stayed up watching horror movies yet again.
He walked towards the room half-expecting to find Akihito sprawled on the sofas, sleeping with a giant bowl of popcorn knocked over his lap, but the sight that greeted him ended up being slightly different this time.
Not that Akihito wasn't sleeping, that was pretty much a given, but instead of the sofas Asami found him awkwardly slumbering on a living room chair, with half of his upper torso resting on the tabletop.
The table itself was set for dinner for two and a giant pot of food, which probably had been steaming hot a few hours ago, sat in the middle of it, now cold and unappetizing.
A wheel slowly turned in Asami's mind as he took in the whole scene. Shit! It was the Sumidagawa Festival night and he now remembered he had promised to return home early so that he and Akihito could watch the fireworks together from his balcony again.
Unfortunately, with all the work he had been faced with that day, the promise had completely slipped his mind.
He walked slowly towards the young man intent on waking him up, but his endeavors to do so didn't work.
Akihito was out cold, and barely moved even when Asami took him up on his arms and started to carry him away to his bedroom.
It was only when they were about to exit the living room that Akihito seemed to regain back part of his consciousness "You are freaking work obsessed, you know that?" He mumbled half-asleep against Asami's neck. "… I wanted to see the fireworks with you."
"I know…" The older man answered quietly, giving one last look at the table and the trouble Akihito had gone thru to prepare a nice meal for them. "I'll make it up to you somehow." He whispered, just as Akihito fell back to sleep in his arms.
X-rated
Akihito eyed the entrance to the panic room every ten seconds, worried he was going to get caught.
Deep down he knew that Asami was only expected to return home in an hour's time, but still he had this unreasonable fear gripping him, almost as if he thought that the older man had surveillance cameras scattered throughout the room, that were feeding him live footage of the events taking place at that time.
Not that Akihito was doing anything suspicious. No. He was really just curious. Nothing other than that. Besides, if Asami was planning to use the thing on him, as Akihito damn suspected the older man was, than he sure as hell had every right to know what the thing really was.
He had first noticed the thing a couple of days ago when Asami had returned home late one night with a conspicuous package. Akihito's gut instinct told him immediately that whatever was in the package was X-rated stuff, most likely S+M equipment, and the fact that Asami hid the package inside the panic room only added to Akihito's suspicion.
The young man had been on his toes for the past two days, waiting for an opportunity to go inside the room and investigate and here it was.
After another look at the door, Akihito started running his palms along one of the walls' surface hoping to find the hidden switch he'd seen Asami use on a couple of different occasions.
It didn't take him long to discover it. After one last glance at the door, Akihito filled himself up with courage and pressed the button, taking a couple of steps back away from the wall in anticipation.
For about five nerve-racking seconds nothing happened. Then he heard a faint metallic sound, and soon enough three panels slid open on the seemingly solid wall.
Akihito couldn't help but gulp nervously at the sight in front of him.
While one of the panels opened up to reveal Asami's antique gun collection, the other two revealed instead he's very substantial collection of X-rated paraphernalia.
Akihito blushed profusely as he recognized some of the S+M equipment; very embarrassing images of himself wearing it in the past suddenly flashing in his mind.
He shook his head trying to dispel the memories and focused on the task at hand.
Browsing thru the collection rapidly, Akihito tried to detect any recent additions to it, but couldn't find anything he hadn't seen before.
That's when he saw it. Tugged in between the two S+M panels was a small safe. He didn't recall having seen it before, but it was definitely a safe, and to his surprise the safe's door was partly opened.
With shaky hands, Akihito opened the door fully and peeked inside. Bingo! The package Akihito was looking for was resting on the top shelf of the safe.
With a triumphant grin, the young man took the package into his hands but just as he was about to open it, a voice reached him from behind, making the blood freeze in his veins.
"You sure are far too curious for your own good." He heard Asami say.
Akihito turned around, painfully aware his face was probably paler than that of a ghost. "H-Hey! You're home early!" He exclaimed, stupidly trying to hide the package behind his back.
"And you wonder why you keep getting yourself in trouble all the time..." The older man said, shutting the door to the panic room behind him. "So you want to know what's inside the package, is that it?"
"W-What package?"
"This package." Asami retorted, yanking the box from Akihito's hands. "Go ahead, open it."
"I don't really... I don't really want to."
"Open it."
"That's ok… X-rated stuff is not really my thing." Akihito said, laughing nervously. Oh boy, was he in deep trouble, or what?
"...X-rated stuff? ! What the hell are you talking about?" The older man asked, frowning at him. "Just open the package already."
Gulping hard, Akihito had no chance but to do what he was told. He slowly opened the lid of the box, a thousand grim scenarios going thru his mind as he peeked inside it.
What he saw though, confused the hell out of him. "I-It's a camera…" He exclaimed. "…I-It's a vintage Canon?" He asked, looking back at Asami, clearly surprised by the find.
"Merry Christmas." Asami said flatly. Even though Christmas was only in two weeks' time. "Enjoy your present."
No sooner did the words left his mouth, than Akihito felt like dying of shame right then and there.
"It's a Christmas present?" He said, laughing nervously again. "Who would have known…" He added, moving towards the door, but quickly having his way blocked by Asami's arm.
"And where do you think you're going?" The older man asked. "You can't possibly think I'd let you barge into this room without some sort of punishment." He added, with an evil gleam on his eyes that made Akihito shiver.
Unfortunately, the young man's terrified look only managed to fuel Asami's evilness even further.
He had Akihito naked in bed in less than 2 minutes and made sure he spent the next two hours teaching Akihito a valuable lesson on the consequences of invading other people's secret rooms.
Youthful
Akihito couldn't help but wince as he felt the pressure against his lower back slowly receding.
He bit down his lower lip very much aware that his hand had curled itself around the bed sheet and that he was yanking hard at it. He felt hot and sweaty, as Asami finally pulled himself out from within him; his mind screaming for a warm bath, yet his muscles far too numb to allow him to think about moving.
He laid panting over the sheets, feeling like a slug depleted of all energy and wondering how it was humanly possible for the other man to have so much stamina. It was like he never grew tired of it. Ever!
"Stop it already, you baka." He whined, sensing Asami re-positioning himself behind him. "Haven't you had enough for one night?"
The other man's response came as no surprise to him really. "No." Asami chuckled next to his ear, before he pulled him up into a sitting position so that Akihito ended up straddling his waist.
The moment the young man felt Asami's erection pressing against his thighs, he tried to pull away from him, but the other man was quicker. He knew exactly which buttons to press to get Akihito in the mood after all, and it wasn't long before he got him moaning from unmistakable pleasure.
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An hour later, Akihito was still lying on Asami's bed, though thankfully the older man's urges seemed to had been sufficiently satiated, as he now casually smoked a cigarette with his back supported against the bedpost.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Akihito tried to leave and escape to the safety of his own bedroom, but his muscles had pretty much turned to jelly by now.
His attempt to move didn't go unnoticed though.
"You can sleep here if you want." He heard Asami say.
"As if!" Akihito grunted, making yet another pathetic attempt at sitting up in bed, which only succeeded in making Asami laugh.
"What's the matter? Did I work you up so much you can't move?" The older man asked, making Akihito grumble under his breath in response.
"You know, you are surprisingly unfit for someone your age." Asami teased him further. "I had a lot more endurance when I was twenty-three."
"Hey, I'm not the one with the problem here. You're the weird one!"
"And what's that supposed to mean?"
"Do you run on lithium batteries or something? You're thirty-five! You should start acting like the old man you are." Akihito complained, causing the other man to start laughing again.
"And what's the big problem with staying youthful?" Asami said, his voice suddenly low and seductive. "You normally have no complaints about it." He added, placing a hand under Akihito's small back and yanking him closer to him, so that he could kiss the back of his neck.
"Hey, what's the big idea?... Asami!" Was the man insane? Couldn't he see that Akihito was completely spent?
"Oh shut up." Asami said, as one of his hands started roaming Akihito's chest. "You should be thanking me."
"What for? !"
"For helping you build up your endurance." He said mischievously, before he rolled Akihito to his back and made love to him all over again.
Zealous
"Take the medicine." Asami told the younger man, about to lose his patience.
"No." Akihito replied.
"Take the damn medicine. The doctor prescribed it."
"No."
"Why not?"
"…Because it tastes horrible."
"What are you, 5 years old? ! What kind of answer is that?"
"Well, you try taking it then to see how it tastes like." Akihito said, before hiding his head under the bedcovers.
That discussion had been going on for over half an hour now, but even though Akihito felt horribly feverish he still wasn't ready to give in.
"Do you want your flu to get worse?" Asami once again tried reasoning with him.
"I'm fine…"
"The hell you are. You spent the night delirious with fever."´
The young man peeked at him from under the covers. "I don't remember that…"
"Well, I do." The older man retorted, causing Akihito to notice for the first time the mild dark circles under his eyes.
… Had Asami stayed up during the night to take care of him? It was true that Akihito didn't remember much about the previous night. He had come back home from a photo gig in the rain, already half comatose from the flu, and for all he knew he had pretty much passed out cold while having a shower.
It was sufficiently obvious to him that Asami had been the one to find him and take him to his room but Akihito had trouble believing that the older man could display such a zealous nature so as to make him stay up all night keeping an eye on him.
Akihito had already been surprised enough when he'd woken up that morning to find Asami's personal doctor examining him while on house call duty.
"Well, I'm fine now…" He finally answered.
"You're fine now because the doctor gave you a damn shot. Wait until the drugs wear off."
There was a moment of silence then, in which Asami pondered whether or not threats might prove themselves to be efficient in this case, but such ended up not being necessary.
Akihito's arm shot out from under the covers, his palm stretching in Asami's direction. "Fine… Give me the stupid medicine then." He said, failing to notice Asami's relieved look.
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Later that night Akihito woke up in a daze, not really remembering what time of day it was.
He rolled around in bed, catching a glimpse of the clock hanging on one of the walls of his bedroom. 04:10 a.m.
Even though he felt slightly disoriented, Akihito had to admit that the medicine had done wonders for him. He barely felt any muscle pain anymore, and even though he still hadn't gotten himself rid of the flu, he felt he was definitely in the road for a speedy recovery.
Sighing contently, he rolled on his side only to get his breath knocked out of him. He had to rub his eyes to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.
None other than Asami Ryuuichi himself, was sleeping on a chair next to Akihito's bed, his elbow propped up on the chair's armrest while his face was resting on his palm.
He looked like he had been sleeping there for a while, what with the top of his shirt being unbuttoned and his bangs covering most of his face by now.
Akihito stared at his concentrated look even when sleeping and felt an embarrassing urge to smile. Who knew that Asami had a zealous side to him after all…
A/N: I just realized that the drabbles just kept getting bigger and bigger with each chapter lolol Thanks a lot for your feedback and suggestions on them :) Hope you enjoyed this last batch and see you next time! ;)