Takaba's senses went haywire the moment Asami leaned over him blocking any chance of escape he had, not that the boy had much chance of escaping with being strapped in a seatbelt and all, but that didn't matter much to him. He cursed himself mentally for allowing his guard to be lowered and allowing for himself to be put in such a dangerous situation.

"What're you-" Before Takaba had a chance to finish speaking Asami's lips crashed down on his taking him by surprise as a hand slide under his shirt to brush against his chest. Takaba shut his eyes as he used what little space he had to try and shove the other away, which turned to be futile because the other was much too strong for him. Asami slide his tongue across Takaba's bottom lip before nipping it softly to let the other know that he wanted entrance into his mouth, Takaba growled in response to this, which only caused him to open his mouth just wide enough so that the other could force his tongue into his mouth. The moment Asami's tongue touched Takaba's, the boy's rebellious side awakened and he immediately began to fight with the other's tongue, though the battle was short lived as he begun to run out of air.

Asami broke the kiss to allow Takaba to suck in much needed oxygen. Now being released Takaba tried once again to push against Asami's chest but this just caused his wrists to be captured and pinned above his head, not having anything else to do Takaba glared up at the older man who smirked at him. The look in the boy's eyes was the one that Asami wanted, a defiance that ran so deep that it knew no bounds.

"Show me what you're made of." Asami whispered before kissing the other again roughly not giving Takaba any kind of room to protest. Breaking the kiss Asami began to nip the flesh around Takaba's neck earning him a very soft moan from the other as he gripped the expensive suit without really knowing what he was doing.

Takaba's mind was spinning quickly as Asami went from biting his neck to teasing his nipples, alternating between biting and sucking on them. At the moment Takaba was appreciative of the fact that his shirt was pulled up to his neck and made it sure that the older man couldn't see the blush that was covering his face.

"Stop." Takaba tried to put some force into what he said, but it was rather hard to when Asami's hand managed to find its way to the edge of his pants and his fingers were just dipping below the rim, mere inches away from his member that was hard with need.

Amusement shone in Asami's eyes when he heard what the other said, he wanted him to stop? Did you the boy honestly expect him to do as he said? Glancing to the side he saw that they were nearing the area that Takaba said he lived in. Then again maybe he would…

Takaba gasped and involuntarily arched his back when Asami's hand made contact with his member, making his vision become slightly hazy.

"You're hard, yet, you want me stop?" Asami asked as he brushed the underside of Takaba's member receiving a very light moan in response to this. Realizing exactly what he was doing Takaba shut his eyes and bit his bottom lip to stop himself from releasing any other noises. He wanted to encourage the older man anymore then he already had despite being hard.

"Since you haven't responded I'll take it that you're answer it still the same before." Asami told Takaba before pulling away from the other, who was both stunned and confused by what had just happened. Asami lit a cigarette as he watched Takaba process exactly what had happened, the boy's face was still bright red as he glanced over at the older man, his eyes still slightly glazed over and slightly confused. "Did you not want me stop?" Asami asked turning to face the boy who immediately turned away from him. "We could always continue if you wanted to." Asami offered as the limousine began to slow to a stop signaling that they were now in front of Takaba's house.

"Fuck no!" Takaba hissed as he began to open his car door once the vehicle and come to a complete stop. "Keep your perverted hands to yourself!" Takaba snapped as he grabbed his documents off of the seat before slamming the door shut, as he made his way into his house.

Asami watched the boy the entire time, smirking in satisfaction. It had been a long time since he last met someone that caused him to be amused so easily.

"Back to the club." Asami ordered as he lit up yet another cigarette, it was still midday, but there was some work that he needed to take care of.

Takaba was still fuming after he entered the house, slamming the folder down no the table he went into the kitchen and pulled a bottle of water out of the fridge, taking a large drink of it before pouring a small amount over his head in hopes to cool himself. He was upset at Asami for what he did, but also at himself for reacting so easily to what the older man did to him, even more so for the fact that he had allowed for himself to become hard.

A cold shower was what he needed, but the question was whether or not he had the time to afford taking one. He had about fifty pages on his manga that he needed to fix up before tomorrow afternoon and it was already past two.

Takaba could handle doing an all nighter, but he didn't think that he could handle pulling an all nighter and on top of that having to deal with Asami the next day. Takaba wasn't quite certain is Asami was testing him or just being a jackass and enjoying feeling him up, but either way Takaba wasn't pleased.

Groaning Takaba decided that he had no choice but to take a shower, because of the course his mind was running there was no way he was going to be able to concentrate on his work and not be distracted.

The shower worked a treat on him, even though it was miserable cold it took care of the problem of his aching member and stopped himself from embarrassing himself even more by masturbating while thinking of the older man. Now he could focus on his work without any problem.

Everything was still feeling like a dream for Takaba though, after all he had just begun drawing his manga as a sort of hobby to distract himself from what he had really wanted to do, which was follow after his father and become a criminal photographer, but his father had strictly been against it because of all the trouble he'd gotten himself into and all the stress it had caused his wife.

So rather then actually becoming one he decided to do a manga about one instead. It was slightly difficult to do the manga though because he didn't have any real experience in the field so he could only work from what his father had told him and what little he could find out about them.

Takaba hadn't really excepted to get published or become famous, not to say he wasn't pleased to be where he was at, but the idea of becoming famous from his story didn't even enter his mind until Takato suggested it, due to how much time Takaba sent learning how to draw so well and the time it took him to draw and redraw scenes till he was pleased with them.

The manga was Takaba's way of staying out of trouble and it pleased his parents because it seemed like a very harmless job, Takaba did wonder though what his parents would do if they found out that despite the fact that he tried to take a very harmless job course he still somehow managed to get himself into some sort of trouble. What Takaba didn't realize though was the exact amount of trouble that he did end up getting himself into. Asami was a person who shouldn't be touched in any way shape or form.

Takaba didn't quite understand this point, for though he knew or at least thought he had seen the man doing something that was considered illegal, he didn't push that point much or at least not yet because he had wanted to see what Asami was planning on doing first. He hated being near the older man, but he wasn't going to allow something as simple as that to stop him from becoming famous after all ready coming halfway.

Realizing that he was getting distracted again Takaba sighed trying to clear his mind as he refocused himself on the task of fixing his manga up, he had hardly done any work on it and he didn't really feel up to doing an all nighter even though he accepted the fact that it might be his fate.

Asami sat scanning through the reports on his desk, everything was going smoothly from drug deals to arms smuggling. The routes were all secure and the officers who know of these routes were smart enough to keep their mouths shut showing how much they valued their lives.

Asami did use the police though depending on the circumstances, after all there were always bodies that needed to be taken care of, then there were also the times when he was able to use them to help him get rid of some pests who tried to scurry around in his territory without his permission.

Most people on the outside world though didn't know exactly how dangerous he was. He not only did he have his publishing company, but the many different high-class clubs he opened just in order to disguise himself as a legal business man, rather then a high powered man who worked in the underworld.

Glancing over to the clock on the wall Asami noted that it was nearing four and that meant he'd have to leave soon in order to make it for an appointment with another mangaka who also had just recently began being published by him. Of course Asami didn't just accept any run of the mile mangaka, the person had to have talent before he'd even considering publishing them, he might've had a lot of money but that didn't mean he was going to waste it.

Takaba would've been an exception of course, because Asami found the boy to be different the moment he saw him in his office, of course though Takaba didn't have to make an exception because his work was very good. Asami did wondering though if the boy was going to be able to have everything ready before next afternoon, after all it was getting to be pretty late into the day.

Crushing the cigarette in the ashtray Asami stood up, pressing the buzzer on his desk letting Kirishima know that he wanted the limousine to be ready for him.

Takaba leaned back in his chair and gave a sigh of relief, he was done, everything was finished. Even though it was midnight it was still done. Standing up even though he didn't want to Takaba began straightening everything up so it would be in order for the next morning, once he was done doing that he could go straight to sleep. Slept was what he needed most especially if he was going to have to deal with Asami the next day.

Takaba woke up to the sound of his cell phone ringing nonstop, groaning he reached over to his nightstand and grabbed it off. Cracking his eyes open he looked at the time to see that it was only seven thirty, who the hell was calling him at seven thirty in the morning when he wasn't even ready to get up yet?

"Hello?" Takaba asked putting the cell phone up to his ear as he sat up.

"You weren't awake yet?" Takato asked in mock disbelief despite knowing that Takaba didn't get up anytime before eight thirty unless there was a reason to.

"Its still early in the morning, so why're you calling?" Takaba asked stifling a yawn as he lay back down on the bed.

"Did you forget that we agreed to have breakfast together this morning to celebrate you being hired?" Takaba sat straight up when Takato reminded him of this.

"I remember that we were going to have breakfast, but I didn't realize you thinking about having it this early in the morning."

"When else do you expect us to be able to have it? If I waited for you to get up when you usually do it would've been too late. Remember I do start work in an hour and a half." Takato replied.

"Fine, fine, I'll get ready then, just give a few minutes to get dressed."

"Good, both Kou and I will be waiting right outside of your apartment for you."

"See you in a few then." Takaba replied before hanging up. Seven thirty in the morning was no time to be having breakfast at, but it meant that he got a chance to spend some time with his friends, which he knew as going to become a harder thing to do the more he had to do with his manga.

Takaba grinned once he was outside of his house and saw his two friends waiting for him.

"So where are we going to be eating at?" He asked putting his arms over their shoulders.

"Why don't you decide since we're going to be the ones treating you?" Takato suggested catching Takaba off guard.

"Hold on, shouldn't I be the one treating you guys since I got paid."

"Not even!" Kou laughed. "We're celebrating the fact you just got hired doing what you wanted to do so we're treating you, arguments aside." Takaba could already tell that no matter how much he disagreed with his friend's decision they wouldn't listen to him.

"Find, lets get Ramen then, I know that they have a really good place around here that supposed to have some of the best around.

"Fine, but if you even try to go cheep on us I won't forgive you." Takato replied causing Takaba to chuckle.

"Come on you guys know how much I can eat when I'm hungry." Takaba assured his friends.

The ramen shop was a decent one and the food was very good, and it was no where near as expensive as Takaba was certain it was when Asami had him dine with him at club Sion, that was something he was never going to tell his friends about unless there was a real reason to.

"So is the pay good?" Kou asked once the food was in front of them and they had begun to eat.

"Midway, but I'm not going to complain." Takaba replied before taking a bite.

"And how about your boss, is he nice?" This question almost caused Takaba to choke and he had to act quickly in order to stop himself.

"I suppose so?" Takaba replied with a weak chuckle, he couldn't really say Asami was nice even if he wanted to, the man was a dark evil pervert.

"What type of answer is that?" Takato laughed. "Is it because you haven't met him yet?"

"Oh no, we've met, in fact he treated me to lunch yesterday." Takaba replied he wasn't going to mention what happened after lunch. "On that aspect I suppose he is, though he does tend to very focused on getting business done without messing around." Takaba explained.

"Sounds like my boss, you'll have to introduce us sometime when he has a bit of free time on his hand."

"I'll see about that." Takaba replied.

"So when are you getting published?" Kou asked finishing his first bowel for ramen.

"Today actually, that's why I was doing all of that work yesterday evening. He said that if I could get everything done before this afternoon then I'd be good to be published." Takaba replied as he ordered himself a second.

"I guess that means another celebration tonight!" Kou shouted pumping his fist into the air.

"Maybe." Takaba chuckled.

"Aww, don't ruin the mood, it's a nice thought." Kou said leaning against his friend.

"A nice thought for me would be if you two could finish eating pretty soon." Takato commented as he sat watching his friends enjoying their second bowls. "I do have work I need to get to in forty five minutes."

"No worries, we'll stop heres so you won't get yelled at." Takaba replied and Kou nodded his head in agreement.

Once breakfast was done and he was back home Takaba wasted some more time looking over all of the work he did the night before making sure he did a good job with it seeing as he was very tired and hardly remembered half of what he did. All of it seemed good though, now he just needed to collect it all and head to Asami's office later and it'd be published. Now Takaba just had to worry about whether or not people would enjoy reading his story, he was certain that there were other stories like his out there so he already expected competition, but did his story even compare to the others? That was his main concern. Thinking about this made him realize that he should delve more into manga and see exactly what most of the popular stories out there are like. Though he didn't like the thought of asking the other it did pass through his mind that maybe Asami would have a few popular mangakas that worked for him and that he could introduce to Takaba.

Just after Takaba had finished putting everything into a folder his cell phone rang again. Picking it up he turned it on without looking to see who was calling.

"Hello?"

"The boss says you can come to the office now if you're ready, he has time for you." Takaba wasn't certain who was calling him but he guessed it was one of Asami's men by what they were saying.

"Do I have to be there in a certain amount of time?" Takaba asked picking up his folder.

"No." came the simple reply.

"Then I'm on my way there now." Takaba hardly finished speaking before he heard the dial tone. Things were going much quicker then Takaba had expected.

Takaba tapped his foot impatiently as he sat in the office waiting on Asami, the man said he would have time for him if he came to the office now, but Asami wasn't even there yet…

Sighing he looked around the room till his eyes landed on the filing cabinet in the corner, the one that Asami seemed to always lock when he was there. Takaba's curiosity perked when he thought about the fact that no one was currently in the room to watch him, so what better time to snoop around. Takaba was already fairly certain that Asami was a criminal so if he found more evidence it would just prove him to be right; he just had to make sure he didn't get caught.

Standing up slowly he quietly made his way over to the filing cabinet and trying to open the first draw, which much to his disappointment was locked. Thankfully though the second one opened right away for him.

White folders were what were in the draw; all of them had different names on them and were put in alphabetical order. Picking up the first one and opening it Takaba saw a picture of a older looking gentleman and information on one page, flipping the page he found what he was looking, in formation on the various illegal activates he did. Takaba quickly scanned over them surprised by all of them before putting the folder back and picking up another that was done in similar fashion. This either meant that these people worked for Asami, Asami had something against them, or he was just simply profiling them, either way it was what Takaba was looking for.

Not wishing to get found out though Takaba put the other folder back into place and softly closed the cabinet before sitting back down again.

Mere minutes after this Asami entered the room.

"Took you long enough." Takaba mumbled causing Asami to glance over at him.

"A client kept me a little longer the expected." Asami replied taking a seat and opening the folder in front of him.

"Client, as in another mangaka?" Takaba perked up when he thought about this.

"Yes." Asami replied not looking up from the folder. The boy had done a very good job of taking care of everything so that it looked good. "We'll definitely be able to get this published today. We'll just use a computer to clean it up a bit more before that." Asami explained closing the folder and turning his attention back to Takaba.

"How long will that take?"

"The whole process will take a little more then half an hour. If you wouldn't mind waiting here I'll give you back these when it's done." Asami replied grabbing the folder as he stood up.

"I don't mind waiting if it isn't going to take that long." Takaba replied.

"You won't mind waiting here on your own for a few minutes while I hand this off and take care of another client?"

"Not at all." Takaba replied watching as Asami stared at him for a few seconds longer before heading out of the room.

Once Asami was out of the room he didn't hid his smirk anymore. He knew the boy had been snooping, of course he didn't need the hidden camera to tell him that much he could read it easily on the boy's face despite how well the other hid his nervousness. A punishment was due; this time it would see he'd need to do something a little more detrimental to teach his boy a lesson.