AN: SO THIS STORY TOOK SOME TURNS THAT I DID NOT EXPECT. ONE I AM REALLY HAPPY ABOUT AS IT IS SOMETHING THAT I HAVE BEEN WANTING TO HAPPEN. YAY, DADDY KINK! THE SECOND I WAS SHOCKED BY. THE STORY TOOK A 180 DEGREE TURN FROM THE CUTE, FUNNY, HAPPY, SEXY SHORT STORY I INTENDED. THE STORY GETS KINDA DARK IN THIS CHAPER. THE THIRD ISN'T QUIET SO SHOCKING BUT I HADN'T INTENDED FOR IT. THOUGH I KINDA LIKE IT. HEAVY METAL ROCK STAR YAKUZA. KINDA FUNNY, I GUESS. Song used in this chapter is whore by in this moment. All rights belong to the rightful owners.

Akihito stretched as he came awake, yawning as he tried to wake himself up. As he stood, he scratched the back of his head. He took a few steps toward the bathroom only to stop short as he remembered that he wasn't in his own home and that he had no idea where the bathroom was. He looked around, trying to decide which door he should try first. He blushed at the sight of his clothing that was scattered all around the floor. "Good morning Akihito." Akihito spun around at the voice that called to him from the bed.

"Morning Ryu." He shyly met the older man's golden eyes. His blush deepened when he saw those golden eyes trailing up and down his body and he quickly dove beneath the covers to hide his nudity. Asami chuckled and pulled Akihito close for a good morning kiss. The older man's mouth trailed to his cheek then down his jaw to the side of Akihito's neck. "Ah, Ryu!" Those pleasure giving lips trailed farther down to Akihito's poor sensitive nipples. The boy's back arched as the older man bit down lightly. "Ahh, Ryu! You have to stop. I need to go pee."

Asami let the boy go and Akihito gratefully got out of bed, the bedding wrapped tightly around his body. Asami chuckled again. "You act like I haven't seen every last inch of you. Licked every last inch of you."

"Ryuuuu!" Asami just smiled at his sweet, innocent, cute boy. The boy moved toward the door closest to the bed, in hopes that it was the bathroom. It wasn't. Instead he found the closet. He turned to face the bed. "Ryu, where is the bathroom?"

"It's the door next to the dresser." Akihito dashed to the bathroom and slammed the door behind him. Asami smiled, amused by his boy's shyness. When he heard the shower running, Asami got up from the bed and made his way into the shower behind his cute little boy. He wrapped his arms around Akihito's waist and rested his his cheek on top of that soft blond hair. Akihito let his body lean against Asami's. They just stayed there, enjoying the warm water and each other.

*VF*

Akihito ate his food slowly, savouring every last bite. Turns out that the famous Asami Ryuichi was one hell of a cook. For breakfast Asami had made a large breakfast of eggs, big fat juicy sausages, pancakes with syrup, homemade applesauce, bacon, thin slices of sweet ham, fruit, toast with apple butter and homemade orange juice. All of Akihito's favourite breakfast foods in one go. The older man had been talking to his grandmother behind Akihito's back it seamed.

Akihito looked up from his food to eye Asami. The older man was wearing no shirt, much to Akihito's secret enjoyment. The man had a most drool worthy chest and stomach. All Asami was wearing was just a pair of sweat pants that left nothing to the imagination. Asami's privates were clearly outlined and Akihito found himself wondering how the man had ever fit inside him. The man was HUGE! He would make a horse jealous and he wasn't even hard right now. Asami looked up from his own food and caught Akihito's eyes. The blond's cheeks warmed and he looked away quickly. He heard a chuckle and turned back with narrowed eyes. His blush deepened as he caught the heated look in Asami's golden eyes. He had masturbated in front of this man. For this man. Akihito's hands ran nervously over the soft white dress shirt he wore. It was Asami's and the thing was way to big for him. The hem fell to just below his knees. The sleeves had to be rolled up six times. Still, Akihito liked wearing it.

When breakfast was over the two stood side by side, washing the dishes and putting them away. From there, the couple migrated into the living room where they watched horror movies. Much to Asami's dismay. Though the older man found the movies to be worth watching when he saw the joy on Akihito's face. He decided that they were the best thing ever when Akihito crawled onto his lap and buried his face into his chest whenever he got scared. Lunch was spent before the TV while eating homemade sushi. Seriously, Asami could put a five star chef to shame. Of course eating the sushi was no simple matter. Asami had pulled his boy onto his lap and fed him bite after bite until he was full. Akihito of course had to return the treat and fed Asami in return. Dinner was a simple fare of tomato soup and grilled cheese. Something his grandmother had often made for Akihito. After dinner the two shared a soothing bath where Akihito of course fell asleep. Asami shook his head as he carried Akihito from the bath and dried the boy before tucking him into bed. The boy was a really heavy sleeper. Asami climbed into the bed and pulled his boy close. He too was soon fast asleep. Feeling at peace next to his boy.

As the two slept peacefully, outside the building was another young blond man. Seething at the fact that Akihito was still inside Asami's apartment.

*VF*

Akihito woke to the feeling of hands trailing all over his body and kisses being places along his collar bone. "Mmm... Ryu." Golden eyes met his. Asami placed his lips against his and Akihito eagerly accepted the kiss. He gasped when fingers encircled his nipples and pinched them. Hard. His back arched as pleasure ran though his body. Asami continued to treat his poor sensitive nipples to the harsh treatment. Even twisting them. All the while, stealing the breath right out of Akihito's lungs. When Asami bite down hard on Akihito's neck, braking the skin, Akihito let out a pleasure filled scream. Akihito felt a finger press into him and he moaned. "Ahhh!" Asami had took no time at all to find his pleasure spot. The man ran his finger back and forth over the spot, teasing the blond. Akihito spread his legs wide for better access when Asami added a second finger. His hips pumped up as Asami thrust his fingers into him. "Mmm. Ahhh!" Pant. Pant. "Ahhhhhhhh!" Akihito's release coated both him and Asami. Asami chuckled. It had simply taken adding a third finger to make his boy cum. Asami stroked Akihito's hair and pressed soothing kisses along his chin, cheek and brow.

Asami licked up the trail of cum on his boy's stomach and chest. He ran a finger up his own body, collecting his boy's cum and brought the finger to Akihito's mouth. The boy sucked his cum coated finger eagerly. Asami leaned down and kissed his boy deeply. He loved how his boy was always so shy yet was so very lusty in bed. He brought Akihito's legs up to rest on his shoulders, lifting Akihito's hips up off the bed and holding those lush butt cheeks in his hands. He parted those cheeks and looked down at his boy's twitching hole. Poor thing wanted some attention. He leaned forward and swiped his tongue over the valley between Akihito's legs. Akihito moaned. Asami did it again. On the third pass he let his tongue dip in for a tease. "Mmm..." Asami thrust his tongue in deep then retreated. In then out. Over and over again.

Asami tucked some pillows beneath Akihito's hips. He spread his boy's legs as far apart as the boy could stand it. He lined his cock up with the still twitching hole. He thrust in to the hilt in one go. Akihito let out a scream and tears leaked from his eyes as his body shuddered through a second orgasm. Asami held still inside his boy as he brushed the tears from Akihito's eyes. Asami gave a little thrust and Akihito threw his head back with a moan. "Does it hurt Akihito?" Akihito shook his head no. "Does it feel good?" Asami gave another light thrust and the boy nodded. "Good." Asami's next thrust was much harder. Akihito wrapped his legs around the older man's waist and his arms around his neck.

"More. Please da- Ryu." Asami was more then happy to oblige. He set a brutal, punishing pace. Akihito's moans filled his ears, encouraging him. When the boy was about to reach another orgasm, Asami slowed to a teasingly slow pace. "Nnn, Ryu. Please. Faster. Harder." This time Asami didn't oblige his boy. Choosing to keep to his slow pace. "Nnn... Please. Daddy!" Asami looked down at his boy but it didn't seem that Akihito had realized what he had just said. So that was what his boy had been holding back. Asami smirked. He would be addressing that at a later time. His boy wasn't allowed to keep such things from him.

Asami picked up his pace, once again setting a punishing rhythm. Akihito screamed as he hit the boy's pleasure spot hard. Asami dragged Akihito's orgasm out, causing the boy to shudder. Akihito's body went limp in Asami's arms and the boy's hazel eyes were starting to close. "Hey! None of that Akihito. I'm not done with you yet." Asami moved and Akihito whimpered as pleasure washed through his oversensitive body. The next time Akihito came, Asami came with him. Filling his boy with his seed.

*VF*

"Ryu, I have to go to work in a few hours. I need to get going."

"No."

"Ryu."

"No."

"You sound like a child."

"No."

Akihito chuckled. "You just spent two whole days and nights with me. Do you really want to spend a third night with me?"

"Yes."

"Aren't you tired of me yet?"

"No and I never will be."

"Ryu, I really do need to get to work. I cant afford to miss it."

"Just one more night."

Akihito sighed. "Ryu, as much as I would like to, I just can't." Asami rolled out of bed and Akihito reached out to him. "Ryu?" Akihito worried that he had upset the older man when he received no answer. He watched as Asami went into his enormous walk in closet. He heard what sounded like drawers opening and chains clinking together. When he came back to the bed, Asami dumped a pile of leather and chains onto the bed. "R-Ryu?"

Asami didn't say anything as dragged Akihito to the center of the bed. He removed the pillows and set Akihito's back up against the headboard. A soft leather cuffs were fastened to Akihito's wrists and their chain was attached to a hook in the top of the headboard. More leather was wrapped around Akihito's thighs. Asami attached chains from the headboard to the cuffs around Akihito's thighs, causing the boy's thighs to be stretched wide apart. Just shy of being painful. More cuffs were placed around his ankles which were then attached to his thighs. Akihito blushed deeply as he realized that he was completely on display to Asami.

Asami stood back and admired his handiwork. Akihito was panting and obviously aroused, if that flush and hard little cock between his legs was anything to go by. Asami settled himself between Akihito's thighs. He cupped his boy's chin and brought his beautiful hazel eyes up to meet his own golden ones. "You are mine, Akihito. Not just for tonight. Not just for the last two days. You. Are. Mine. For. The. Rest. Of. Your. Life."

"I'm not property."

"Never said that you were. But that doesn't change the fact that you are mine." Asami pressed his lips to Akihito's. The boy opened up for him eagerly. "You belong to me Akihito."

"What if I don't want to belong to you?"

"I would never believe it."

"Why?"

"Because I am the only one that you will ever want. Both you and I know that." Akihito stuck his bottom lip out in a cute pout. Asami leaned forward and nibbled on that lush lip. His tongue slipped into Akihito's mouth and the boy sucked on it. Then bit down on it. Asami pulled back and frowned down at Akihito. The blond looked back at him with a smirk. Asami's frown turned into a smirk of his own and he leaned down to kiss the boy again, this time keeping his tongue to himself. "You are a very naughty boy Akihito."

"I have no idea what you are talking about Ryu."

"Ryu? Is that really what you should be calling me?"
Akihito frowned. "I don't understand. What should I call you?"

"What is it that you want to call me, Akihito?" Akihito swallowed. Asami knew. Akihito didn't know how the older man knew but he did. Akihito looked up at Asami with frightened eyes. Asami frowned. "What's that look for, Akihito?"

"I-I-I..." His eyes fell away from Asami.

"Don't look away from me Akihito." Asami grabbed his chin and brought his eyes back to him. "Never look away from me Akihito. Ever."

"How do you know?"

"You came close to saying it more than once. Then you finally did earlier today."

"D-d-dad-dy?" Akihito's voice was hesitant and there was a look of vulnerability in his eyes.

Asami could see that his boy expected to be rejected and he cursed beneath his breath. Damn those hellish parents of Akihito's and anyone else who hurt his boy. Asami cupped his cheek and pressed kisses to the side of his face. "Good boy."

Akihito watched as his daddy made his way back to the closet, heart in his throat. He held a bag in his hand when he returned. He watched every move that the older man made closely. Asami set the bag between Akihito's legs. He reached in slowly and removed the item that he wanted. He made sure Akihito could see the item. Asami held the nipple clamps out before Akihito. The boy's breathing increased in excitement and the small cock between his legs began to leak happily. Asami fasted the clamps in place. Then he began to tighten them slowly. As they grew tighter and tighter, Akihito's moans became more vocal and he began to pant. Once they were fully tightened, Asami gave a good, hard yank on their chain. Akihito threw his head back with a loud moan. "Daddyyyyy... Ah!" Asami let the chain drop and reached back into the bag. This time he hid the item from Akihito's view. Akihito tried to watch what his daddy was doing but all he could do was feel. Asami slid the ring down onto Akihito's cute little penis until it was snug around the boy. Asami moved the bag out of his way so that he could lay between his boys pretty thighs. Starting with those cute hairless balls, his boy was a waxer and everywhere but the top of his head, brows and eyes was as smooth as a baby's bottom. Asami found that he liked that.

Asami licked his way up from the balls to the tip of his boy's penis where he dipped his tongue into the slit that he found there. He nibbled his way back down to the balls which he then took into his mouth. His mouth trailed lower to his boy's twitching hole. Akihito moaned as Asami's tongue breached his body. He let out a whine when the older man withdrew. Asami chuckled at Akihito's pout. "Don't worry baby. I have something even better for you." Asami took a slim vibrator from the bag and lubed it up well. He slowly worked it into his boy then pulled it out before thrusting it back up into him. He set it to it's lowest setting and continued to thrust it in and out of his boy.

"Ahh! Daddy! Mmm! More, please!"

"Does it fell good baby?"

Pant. "Yes daddy." Pant.

"Akihito, will you be a good boy and stay with daddy tonight?"

"B-but work..."

Asami stood from the bed and retrieved the tiny bag that Akihito had used the night of their date. He quickly found the boy's phone. Asami smirked as he saw the photo of him from the Sion calendar where he was completely nude. Asami quickly found the number listed as just 'work' and hit call. As the phone rang he pressed the phone to Akihito's ear. "Uh, hello. Yes this is Takaba Akihito. Ah, I can't make it into work tonight. Ah, no. I think I got some kind of bug. Yes I think that I can make it in tomorrow. I should be better by then. Ahh! Mmm...dad- Ah yes. I'm all right. Just stubbed my toe." Akihito glared up at Asami but the older man just smirked and turned up the setting on the vibrator and let the thing rest against the boy's prostate. "I'll see you tomorrow. Yes you too. Good nigHT!" Asami hung up the phone and tossed it onto the floor. He pulled the ring from Akihito's penis and the boy screamed as his body shuddered in an intense orgasm.

Asami released Akihito from his bindings and rubbed the feeling back into his body. He covered his boy's body with his own and Akihito wrapped his legs and arms around him. "Daddy... mmmm... so goood." Akihito panted into his ear as Asami pounded into him. "Hhh... mmm... ahh... daddy... AHHHHHH!" Akihito shuddered in orgasm again.

Akihito stared up at his daddy with dazed eyes. Never in a million years would he have ever thought that not only would he meet Asami Ryuichi but that he would also get to date the said man and then have sex with him. On top of that, he never thought that he would find someone who would accept him for who he was with all of his needs. Never had he thought that his fantasys would be made real and be even better than he ever imagined. He leaned up and pressed a sweet kiss to his daddy's lips. His fingers tightened where they gripped Asami's shoulders, drawing blood as the older man continued to pound into him. "Faster, daddy. Harder. Harder! Ahh!..."

*VF*

Asami held his boy tight as he poured his seed into him. Akihito had long ago passed out but Asami hadn't finished yet so he had continued on with his unconscious boy. He pressed kisses to the side of Akihito's face. He rolled onto his back, bringing Akihito with him. The room was cool so he pulled the blankets up around them. Akihito snuggled up closer to Asami. Happiness and joy filling him. Never had he thought himself so lucky as to find his very own daddy.

Asami held Akihito close as as he slept, one hand in the blond hair that he was more than happy to learn was all natural. Never had he thought that he would find such a treasure as his boy.

*VF*

Outside the building that housed the blissed out couple all snuggled up in bed and completely overjoyed at having found their other half was a dark shadow. The dark shadow paced back and forth, mumbling to himself. He was enraged that the couple was still together. He could imagine all the things that blond whore was doing to his poor, foolish Asami's ass. All the things that he wanted to do to Asami's ass. It should be HIM that was inside that apartment pounding into Asami's ass!

*VF*

He couldn't believe it. It had been a little bit of a month since Asami had taken that little tramp out on a date. It had just under a month since his Asami had moved that whore and that old hag into his home. Sudou paced back and forth inside his apartment, fuming. He had to do something. He needed to get rid of that whore and his ugly, old bitch of a grandmother. Sudou sat at his desk and rifled through the photographs that he had taken of that stupid whore. None of them were of what he really wanted. After doing some research about the place that tramp worked at, he had learned some interesting things. Sadly it seemed the whore was careful to never be caught. He looked at them and sighed. Surely if he sent more than one they would be good enough to destroy the relationship between his Asami and that fucking whore.

*VF*

"Hey Ryu, this was just dropped off for you." Kazumi grinned as he handed over a large vase filled with two dozen long stemmed red roses. Asami took it with a chuckle. His boy was something else. Always sending little gifts to him while he was at the studio. He had to admit that this time the boy had really outdone himself. He took the card and opened it with a gleeful smile. He ignored the wolf whistles and the taunts his band mates made. They were just jealous.

"Aww. That is so cute! I wish that someone would send me two dozen long stemmed roses." Fei looked pointedly at the bodyguards, Mikhail and Yoh. The two guards looked at each other than back to Fei, then they were rushing out the door. Fei blushed a little at their rush. Mikhail and Yoh were both deeply in love with Fei and Fei was every bit in love with the both of them. All three lived in one apartment and shared the same bed. In a Feilong sandwich.

Fei, Kei and Kazumi leaned over Asami's shoulders to see what was written on the note. "Do you really want a whore like this?" After the note there pictures of Akihito wearing different pieces of lingerie and in various states of undress. The others gasped as they took in what the photos showed. Rage filled Asami and he tore the photos up then smashed the vase and the roses. Just then the door opened to reveal a smiling Akihito. He frowned as he took in the mess. He bent to pick it up but stopped when he felt a strong hand grip his wrist. he looked up to see Asami frowning down at him. "Ryu?" The anger burning in Asami's eyes died a little and Akihito felt himself relax. "Ryu!" Asami threw Akihito over his shoulder and stormed out of the room. Once they were in the limo, Asami stripped the boy and was inside him before the boy could do much more than blink. "Daddy!" Their coupling was quick and ruff. Asami bit and sucked the boy until he looked like a walking bruise.

"Is there something wrong daddy?"

Asami ran a hand through his boy's hair. A deep sigh left his lips. "Just a bad day baby." He ruffled his boy's hair and smiled down at him.

"Did I do something daddy?"

"No."

"Your not mad at me?" Akihito's hand began to shake as he reached up to run a finger along Asami's jaw. Asami took the boy's trembling hand and pressed a kiss to the back of it.

"I'm not mad at you Akihito." The boy smiled in relief and pressed a kiss to the side of Asami's jaw. "I got jealous when I thought of all the men who look at you with lust in their eyes."

"Silly daddy. Your the only one who looks at me like that."

Asami could see the words for the truth that they were. Akihito truly believed what he said. Asami cupped the back of Akihito's head and looked deep into those beautiful hazel eyes. "Akihito, do you ever cover up the marks that I leave on you? Hide them?"

The boy looked away and his hands played with them of Asami's shirt. He looked back at Asami and met his eyes with guilt ridden ones. "Sometimes. But it isin't because I want to!"

"I believe you baby."

"It's not like others need to see them. We're the only ones who need to know that their there."

Asami chuckled. "That's true."

*VF*

Akihito stared at himself in the mirror. The eyes that met his did not hold any happiness. Instead they looked very sad. Tears fell as he took in the bruise that covered his left cheek and the many others that littered his body.

When he had first moved in with his grandmother, she had refused to allow him to work. His grandmother had wanted him to focus on school and being a kid. Over time Akihito had become withdrawn as school was a hellish place. He'd been unable to make much in the way of friends and the one person who had befriended him and ended up turning his back on Akihito when Akihito confessed to being gay and liking to wear dresses. Akihito's former friend had started making fun of him. It hadn't taken long for others to join in. Everyday was filled with gay bashing and when that was no longer enough, the beatings had started. The one Akihito had once called friend had cornered the blond in the bathroom with some other boys. They had stripped Akihito and pulled knives out and began to slice his skin. Thankfully a teacher had heard his call for help and put a stop to it. In the end the school had asked his grandmother to have the boy transferred. After all they didn't want 'his kind' at their good school for good, normal children. So transfer Akihito she did. That school wasn't much better and in the end he'd been just as tormented in his new school. It wasn't until his first year of high school that things got better. He met Kou and Takato his first day and the two cared not for any of the rumours going around about the blond. When the students made fun of Akihito for likeing to wear dresses, Kou and Takato showed up to school wearing dresses. They ended up shaming all the other students for all that they had said. After that things got even better.

Still Akihito didn't do much in the way of social outside of his grandmother and his two loyal friends, so his grandmother agreed to allow him to work. Akihito searched high and low for a job but no one wanted to higher him. In the end the only place he could find work was a seedy little strip club that took him on as a waiter of sorts. It hadn't been ideal but it was all he could get. In the end it turned out not to be so bad. The job paid well and the owner, Sakazaki was good to him. The only real drawback was all the strange men who were always grabbing his ass and the owner's temper. He'd smacked Akihito around a few times when the boy had messed up but Akihito put up with it because that was normal. Wasn't it?

When Akihito turned eighteen, Sakazaki asked Akihito to take to the stage. At first the blond was reluctant but the owner had been good to him so he up he had went. Akihito never regretted it. It had been the first time in his life that he had felt beautiful. The room was filled with men and they were all looking at him and him only. They thought him beautiful. So feeling beautiful, Akihito had taken to stripping like a natural and he soon became the star of the club. The club's little Angel. Sadly every time he stepped off the stage, the self hatred and the self hatred would come back. All the things that his parents had said, the things his classmates had said. The things that had been done to him. It all came flying right back to him. In the end, stripping had become almost like an addiction to him. He put on two shows five nights a week. It was the only time he felt beautiful and sexy.

Until now. Until Asami. Until his daddy. Akihito smiled sadly. When he was with Asami, Akihito felt more then just beautiful and sexy. He felt normal and at peace. His short time with Asami had taught him that it was okay to be who he was and that he wasn't ugly or a freak of nature. Or a monster. His parents had told him he was a monster and he had believed them. Asami taught him otherwise. More and more, Akihito began to actually believe that he was beautiful and sexy. He was hiding himself from Asami less now though he still felt really shy about being nude in front of the man.

The door to his dressing room burst open and Akihito spun around. His eyes widened as he saw Sakazaki. He backed away as the man approached him. Afraid of another beating.

*VF*

Two Hours earlier...

"Ahh, Akihito. I was told that you wanted to talk to me."

"Yes Sakazaki-san. I-"

Sakazaki grinned. "Finally decided to start working the back rooms, eh?"

Akihito rolled his eyes. The owner was always so persistent. "No Sakazaki-san. I told you before. I will never sell myself." The other man's face fell, unhappy with Akihito's decision. Akihito sighed. "I'm sorry to disappoint you. However Sakazaki-san, that isn't why I wanted to talk to you. Sakazaki-san, I wish to leave the club. I don't wish to strip anymore."

Akihito never saw it coming. The fist that landed against his left cheek and sent him crashing to floor. He had just enough time to wrap his arms around his head before the blows began. Akihito knew better than to fight back. It only ever made things far worse for himself. By the time Sakazaki finished with him, his body ached and he was a mass of bruises. His fair skin marked so easily. The walkie talkie on Sakazaki's desk chirped and the club owner picked it up with avid interest.

Sakazaki pointed to Akihito and one of the big brutish bouncers picked Akihito up from the floor. "Take him to his dressing room and stand guard. I don't want him to trying to escape." The bouncer nodded and not so gently, dragged the boy away.

Sakazaki frowned as he watched Akihito be dragged away. He was going to have to do something about that rebellious kid. He shook himself and grinned as he remembered the good news that he had just heard. He made his way to the front entrance of the club to greet his special guests.

Asami starred up at the sign before him. It was huge and tacky. An insult to all signs everywhere. He knew of this club well. The owner, Sakazaki was a sleazy bastard who had tried hard to compete with his family's clubs. He always failed. Yes, not all of the Asami's clubs were dance clubs or social clubs. Though even their strip clubs were better than this hell. The thought of his precious boy working in this place filled Asami with anger. he was not angry that his boy was stripper, though he didn't like the thought of other men looking at his boy. The thought of all those eyes filled with lust on his boy made him so jealous that he was sure that his eyes were turning green. What had made him angry was the place that the boy was working. Asami knew what Sakazki was like and knew that he wasn't treating his boy well. Then there were the photos. Someone was stalking his boy. They were trying to split them apart and hurt his boy. Those enraged, hurtful words. Asami could still see them written on that stark white piece of paper. When Sakazaki came out to greet them personally, it was all he could do to stop himself from punching the man. Noticing Asami's lack of warmth and completely understanding it, Kei stepped forward and spoke with the sleazy club owner. It was obvious that the man was excited at having the famous, very popular heavy metal band, Sion at his club. It was also very painfully obvious that the man had no real idea just who Asami really was. Nor did he recognize Feilong. Fool.

Sakazaki watched Sion as they sat in his best section. The VIP lounge. Over the last two hours he had sent over his best alcohol and his best 'girls'. Yet none of it seemed to interest the four men. He had grown quiet frustrated over the last hour as nothing seemed to be going in his favor with them. Sion was worldly famous and they had tons of money to splurge. If he could make them regular clients then he could pull his club out of the gutter and finally show off those stupid Asami's who thought that their shit didn't stink. Stupid yakuza bastards. Sakazaki grinned. Once he got rid of the Asami's he could move onto the Lius. Then he would be on top.

Sakazaki watched the band for a bit longer. Sighing he made his way to his most popular 'girl's' room. He smirked as he saw the blond cower away from him. Good, maybe the little bitch would finally to mind him. He took in the bruises that he had left on that delicate flesh and frowned. The boy's skin was just to frail and marked way to easy. It was a problem. Thankfully, Akihito could work miracles with makeup. "There are some very important guests tonight. I want you to put on your best performance and make me look good. After that you will be working the VIP lounge." Sakazaki held up a hand to forestall the rejection. "I care not that you do not like working the floor. Tonight you will be working it in the VIP lounge. I will not take no for an answer. Or do we need a repeat of earlier?" Akihito shook his head no. "Good. Then you will be a good 'girl' and work the back rooms as well."

"NO! I told you before that I am not a whore. I will not sell myself!"

"You keep acting like it's your choice Akihito but the truth is that you belong to me. I own you and you are my property. It is your job to do as I tell you. You are here to please me and make me money. If I tell you that you are a whore than you are a whore."

Akihito's eyes narrowed. "No."

Sakazaki advanced on Akihito but this time the boy didn't cower. Sakazaki raised his hand to hit Akihito but still the boy did not cower. Just before the blow landed, Akihito kicked out with his leg and caught the larger man in the side. He made to run from the room but was caught by the big brute of a bouncer. The man held Akihito pressed tight to his chest and the boy's arms were trapped against his body. Still he fought against the hold. Sakazaki cupped Akihito's cheek. Akihito yanked his head away then turned and bit down on the sleazy man's hand hard enough to draw blood.

"Ahh! YOU STUPID BITCH!" Sakazaki wrenched his hand away and backhanded Akihito so hard that his head flew to the side like it wasn't even attached. Sakazaki fisted a hand in Akihito's blond hair and turned the boy to face him. Blood leaked from his nose and from the split in his lip and there was a gash from where Sakazki's ring had landed. "Ahh, now look what you made me do."

Another sigh escaped Sakazki as he caressed Akihito's throbbing cheek with a loving hand. "Do you know how much a beautiful virgin like you goes for? I plan to sell you for one million US dollars." He pressed a kiss to Akihito's lips. "I've been waiting for this moment since I hired you three years ago. What? Did you think that I hired you out of the kindness of my heart? My poor, little, naïve Akihito. I saw the potential in you all those years ago. I would have sold you back then but you simply were too old. Now you are the right age for those who aren't into the 'younger' whores. Tonight you will service my clients in any and all ways that they want. I'm sure they can afford you if they each chip in."

Akihito grinned up at Sakazaki. "It's too bad for you that I'm no virgin."

AN: THIS PART YOU MAY WISH TO SKIP

Sakazaki frowned down at the blond not fully understanding. He stared for a moment before it dawned on him that not all of the bruises that he was seeing were from the beating that he had given the boy earlier. Rage filled the club owner and he took Akihito by the hair and dragged him from the bouncer's arms and onto the small loveseat. He forced the boy onto the soft cushions, his far larger and heavier body keeping the small blond in place even though the boy was struggling with all his might. The sleazy, hairy man placed one big hand around Akihito's throat while the other found it's way into the cleft between Akihito's legs.

Two fat, meaty fingers forced themselves into the boy's body. "Ahhh! No, please stop!" The fingers didn't stop. Not until they had reached as far as they could go. Tears fell from Akihito's eyes. "Stop! Please, please stop!"

"Who did you sell yourself to?"

"No one!"

"Who. Did. You. Sell. Yourself. To?"

"No one, I didn't sell myself!"

"You gave yourself away for free?! How dumb of a whore can you be?!" Sakazaki gave a nasty jab of his fingers inside of Akihito, causing Akihito to cry out in pain. Sakazaki squeezed down on Akihito's throat, cutting off the boy's air supply. Releasing only when the boy's vision began to go black. Again and again, Sakazaki did this while continuing to thrust his two fat fingers in and out of the boy. When Sakazaki finally had enough of strangling the poor boy, he removed his hand from the boy's throat.

Akihito relaxed as Sakazaki pulled his fingers from inside him. His relief was short lived as something much larger was shoved inside of him. The scream tore it's way from Akihito's tortured throat. He beat his tiny fists against Sakazaki's back but it made no difference. he begged for the man to stop but he didn't. He called for help but no one heard him and even if they did, they wouldn't care enough to help. Akihito went limp as he felt the thick, warm liquid filling him. Tears streamed from his eyes as Sakazaki stood and fixed his clothing. "Get cleaned up and dressed. You have ten minutes." The door slammed shut and Akihito could hear the sound of a lock sliding into place.

He ran to the shower and hastily washed himself. Paying particular attention to the area between his legs. As he applied his makeup, Akihito was unable to meet his own eyes in the mirror. He had never felt dirtier than he did now. Tears threatened as he applied the makeup to the bruises that Sakazaki had left. As he did so he caught sight of the marks that Asami had left behind. There were so many. Akihito chuckled. His daddy was so possessive. His daddy... Akihito bit back the sobs that wanted out. Asami would never want him now.

*VF*

AN: YOU CAN READ NOW

"Alright gentlemen! It's the moment that you all have been waiting for! Let's welcome our little Angel!" Asami's brows rose as he watched all the men in the club flock to the center of the room and crowd around the stage. Whistles and whoops went up all around. It seamed that this 'Angel' was very popular.

"I'm the girl you've been thinking about
The one thing you can't live without
I'm the girl you've been waiting for
I'll have you down on your knees
I'll have you begging for more"

The red velvet curtains parted.

"You probably thought I wouldn't get this far
You thought I'd end up in the back of a car
You probably thought that I'd never escape
I'd be a rat in a cage, I'd be a slave to this place"

A long legged angel appeared with the loveliest shade of blond hair and hazel eyes one did ever see. Dressed all in red.

"You don't know how hard I fought to survive
Waking up alone when I was left to die
You don't know about this life I've led
All these roads I've walked
All these tears I've bled"

The angel moved slowly across the stage. His lovely long legs accented by a pair of red high heeled boots.

"So how can this be?
You're praying to me"

He reached the center of the stage and leaned back against the pole. He slid down so that his knees were bent and he raised his hands above his head and took a hold of the pole.

"As I look in your eyes
I know just what that means
I can be, I can be your everything"

He slid back up the pole. He turned his back to the crowd and hiked his hips so that his plump ass was high in the air as he slowly lowered his upper half.

"I can be your whore
I am the dirt you created
I am your sinner
And your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me for everything you hate me for"

The angel spun around and tossed his head to the side. He moved toward the front of the stage and got to his knees. He stretched out a hand as if he was going to touch the man in front of him. He retreated his hand before it could make contact.

"I'm the one that you need and fear
Now that you're hooked, it's all becoming clear
That all your judgments that you placed on me
Was a reflection of discovery"

The angel rolled to his back and looked out at the crowd upside down. He raised his hips. He stretched a hand above himself. He lowered his hips and turned back over to rest on his hands and knees.

"So maybe next time when you cast your stones
From the shadows of the dark unknown
You will crawl up from your hiding place
Take a look in the mirror
See the truth in your face"

The angel moved his head in a circle that caused his hair to fly all around his head. It looked like a halo with the stage lights filtering through it. He stood and made his way back to the pole.

"So how can this be?
You're praying to me
As I look in your eyes
I know just what that means
I can be, I can be your everything"

The angel pulled himself up onto the pole and spun around on it. His lacy red lingerie fairing out behind him.

"I can be your whore
I am the dirt you created
I am your sinner
And your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me for everything you hate me for"

The beautiful blond angel slid back down to the floor. He turned onto his side and lifted his leg high, meeting his head.

"I am the dirt you created
I am your sinner
And your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me, you want me, you need me"

He stood and ran his hands up his sexy little body.

"Well I can be your whore
I am the dirt you created
I am the sinner
And your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me for everything you hate me for"

He reached up to his shoulders, his fingers sliding beneath the straps of his outfit. Slowly he drew the straps down his arms. The lacy material pooled at his feet. He griped the pole with one hand and swung around it and gripped it with both hands. He continued to swing around. His legs not touching the pole but out and slightly bent at the knee. He was a most amazing dancer. He stood at the pole, his back to the crowd his fingers sneaking beneath the band of the lacy thong he wore. He pulled his fingers away and made his way back up the stage to the red velvet curtains.

"(And I can be your whore)
(And I can be your whore)
(And I can be your whore)
Let me tell you something baby
You love me for everything you hate me for
You love me for everything you hate me for"

The thong fell to the floor. Just as the curtains fell closed, the angel looked back over his shoulder and smiled. A hand raised up to his lips and he pressed a kiss to the palm. He blew on his palm, sending the kiss out to the crowd. He gave a little wave of his fingers.

*VF*

Sakazki grinned as he watched his little Angel up on the stage. He always made the most money on the night's that his lovely Angel danced. His grin widened as he watched the members of Sion react to his little Angel. Asami seemed especially interested. Yessss, he would make quite a bit of money tonight. His Angel might not be a virgin but he could still sell him for a high price if that look of interest in Asami's eyes was any indication. Feeling like he had just hit the jackpot, Sakazaki approached Sion.

"I see that my little Angel has caught your interest. He is quite lovely, isn't he? Would you care for him to join you here? Or there are the back rooms, which I know that he'll be more than happy to join you in."

It didn't take long for Asami to decide. "We'll take the back rooms."

Sakazaki grinned like the cat who ate the canary." Sakazaki gestured to the bouncer behind him. "This gentleman here will take you to the room when it's ready. Oh before you go, please know that our dear, sweet Angel loves a firm, heavy hand." Still grinning, Sakazaki made his way backstage. Unaware of the murderous look that Asami was burning into his back.

*VF*

The door to his room burst open, causing Akihito to turn around in shock. When he saw Sakazaki, his eyes widened. A deer caught in the headlights look on his face. He dropped his t-shirt and backed away slowly. Sakazaki smirked as he took in Akihito's appearance. The boy was wearing a pair of old worn blue jeans and and sneakers. "Trying to escape are we?" Akihito shook his head no. "Oh? Then why are you not properly dressed to see to our clients?" Akihito swallowed. He looked all around the room but there was nowhere to run. Sazkazki stood in front of him and two bouncers stood at the door, guarding it. Sakazaki watched the boy with avid interest. The boy had so much spirit that even when pushed down to his lowest, he got back up on his feet and tried to fight back. Sakazaki licked his lips as he thought about all the things he would do to the blond to brake him. He looked forward to it. "Well are you going to get changed or not? Do I have to help you?" The blond shook his head again. "Good."

Sakazaki leaned back against the wall as he watched the boy strip from his jeans, sneakers and his cute camouflage boxers. As the boy shoved the clothes into his bag with shaky fingers, Sakazki caught sight of something pink. Curious he pulled the pink material out. It was bag from a very famous and popular lingerie store. Akihito tried to snatch it back but one of the bouncers grabbed him and held him still. Grinning, Sakazaki pulled the items from the bag. "Oh, did you buy this to please your lover? It is very nice. I'm sure he would have loved it. You will wear it tonight for our customers. They'll love you in it."

"No."

"What did you say?"

"It's not for here. I will not wear it here!"

The two bouncers held the struggling Akihito still as Sakazaki dressed the boy in the special outfit he had bought just for Asami. Still struggling, Akihito was placed over one of the bouncer's shoulders like a sack of potatoes. He kicked his feet that now bore pretty pink heels that he had bought to wear with his new special outfit. His little fists pounded the big man's back. He yelled and screamed. Called for help but no one came. The other 'girls' who saw him, just laughed and shook their heads. To them, the boy was just fighting the inevitable. Being stubborn and a pain. To them, he was just a disrespectful brat. They hoped that his first client was a real brute just so he would shut up and learn his place. They also hoped that some kind of damage would happen to him so that he could no longer be the star of the club. To say that the other 'girls' were jealous of Akihito was an understatement. Especially when it came to Mitarai.

Sakazaki opened the door to the room. Since Akihito was given him such a hard time, he had three bouncers hold the boy still as he placed the shackles around the boy's wrists and ankles. Grinned down at the blond once he was secure in his bindings. Akihito glowered up at him. "These look good on you." Sakazaki licked a trail up Akihito's inner arm, his tongue circling around the cold metal of the shackle. Akihito spat at the hairy bastard. The loogie landed on the man's cheek, just beneath the eye. This time it was not the back of Sakazaki's hand that met with the left side of Akihito's face. Never had Sakazaki been so angry with one of his 'girls' that he had actually punched them but Akihito... Akihito just never learned to behave and mind him. Sakazaki went to the wall and opened a panel. He took the largest dildo he could find and walked back toward the bed. Akihito's eyes widened as he caught sight of the thing. He tried to escape the shackles but the held. Sakazaki smirked as he pulled the boy's cute little panties down. Without lube, the sleazy club owner shoved the toy into Akihito's still sore body. Akihito screamed and jerked in his bindings. Sakazaki fixed the blond's panties then placed a blindfold over those beautiful, fiery hazel eyes. Well not so fiery now. They were more pain filled than fiery. To finish off the image that Akihito made, Sakazaki placed a bite gag into his mouth. Akihito fought against it. Tossing his head to the side but in the end Sakazaki got it in.

Akihito heard the footsteps leaving the room and the door slamming shut. He tried to free himself but the shackles wouldn't give. Pain radiated through out his body making his head swim. He had to get free. Tears soaked into the blindfold and a silent scream filled his throat.

*VF*

Asami pushed the door open slowly. His stomach was filled with dread. He knew his boy well and was surprised to learn that Akihito was in fact in one of the private rooms that Sakazaki had in his clubs for clients who wanted to buy a 'girl' or two for the night. What would make Akihito want to sell himself? Was he really doing it because he wanted to? If Asami's guess was right, then his boy wasn't in here willingly. He wondered just how many clients his boy had been forced to service? Whatever Asami was expecting when he entered the room, it was not what he found waiting for him. With a cry, he ran to the bed.

Akihito flinched away from the hands that he felt on his skin. He heard a deeply inhaled breath and tried to move away from the man Sakazaki had sold him to. He blinked as the tear soaked blindfold was ripped from his eyes. When his eyes focused, he threw his head back as despair filled him. He struggled more. Strong hands gripped onto him to hold him still. A soft kiss was placed against his temple and his sweat soaked hair was brushed back from his forehead.

Asami cursed as he removed the bite gag from between Akihito's teeth. What kind of an idiot used a metal gag? His baby could have seriously been hurt. Broken a tooth! He gently wiped the blood from the corner of Akihito's mouth, where there was a split in his lip. More blood was leaking from his nose. He pressed more kisses to his boy's lips and cheeks. He removed the metal shackles that were locked around his boy's wrists and ankles. His fingers becomeing covered in blood from the gashes the shackles had left in Akihito's skin. Akihito tried to get away from him but his body locked up in pain and he screamed. Asami nearly had a heart attack at the animalistic sound that came from his boy's mouth. He flipped the boy onto his stomach carefully and cursed low under his breath. He ran his hands along the pink silk of Akihito's panties. The words, 'Daddy's boy' was written across the butt. Asami knew instinctively that these had been meant for him. Akihito had bought the cute pink panties and the see through pink baby doll nightie for him and someone had ruined Akihito's gift for him. Rage filled Asami. Not at having his gift ruined but at what it must have done to Akihito's mental state. He saw the small red spot on the pink silk and scowled. He pulled the under ware down and a murderous rage filled him.

He tried to pull the toy from Akihito but it was held tightly in the boy's body. He looked all around the room until he found the bottle of lube. He placed a generous amount of the lube around his boy's hole and rubbed it in. Akihito tried to move so Asami had Kei, Kazumi and Fei hold the blond still. He applied more and more of the lube onto his boy, working it into his body until he was able to work the toy out. Once the toy was out, blood began to pool out of Akihito. "Shit!" Asami picked up a tissue and tried to wipe it away but it just kept on coming. Kei handed him the section of the bedding that he just cut off. Asami folded it up and placed it in the crease between Akihito's legs. Though he didn't want to, he place the panties back on Akihito to help keep the the bedding in place. Next he placed his shirt over the boy and buttoned it up so that he was covered better than he was in just the lingerie.

Asami scooped Akihito up into his arms. He stayed off to the side of the door while Kei and Fei checked the hall and dealt with anyone who may be wondering around. Kazumi stayed in the doorway to make sure no one could see in and to make sure that no one could hurt Asami and Akihito. Once the hall was secured, Asami left the room, Kei and Kazumi falling in behind him with Fei keeping an eye out for any unwanted guests. They made their way to a back entrance that led out to a alley where a limo was waiting for them. Fei pulled out a blanket and placed it on the seat that was behind the front seats. Asami place Akihito on the blanket. He placed his suit jacket over the boy like a blanket then place another blanket over the shivering boy. He brushed the blond hair back from Akihito's face and pressed a kiss to his lips. "I'm going back in Akihito. I will be back. Wait for me here. You'll be safe. Shinji and Mikhail are in the front if you need anything." He moved to get out of the limo but was stopped by a tug on his pant leg. "What is it Akihito?"

"D-d-do you h-h-h-hate me n-now"

"I would never hate you Akihito. I would never even be able to hate you." Asami pulled Akihito into his arms and kissed him deeply. Showing the boy just how much he loved him. How much he cared for him. "I love you Akihito. I always will."

"Even though I-I-I-"

"You were very beautiful up there on the stage. I enjoyed your performance baby. I would like a repeat at home. Would you do that for me?" Akihito nodded and Asami smiled down at him. "Good."

"Ryu..." Akihito looked away, no longer able to hold the older man's golden gaze. "Ssssakazakiii, heee..." Akihito swallowed hard and looked back up to Asami's eyes. He then quickly looked away again. "He, he..."

"Sakazaki raped you, didn't he?" Akihito could only nod. Asami held the boy tighter to his chest as he rubbed soothing circles along his delicate back. "It's alright Akihito. I've got you now. I won't let anyone else ever hurt you." He pressed kisses along the side of Akihito's cheek, noting the swelling that was starting to show. Akihito was sobbing now and Asami gratefully took the cool glass of water that Fei held out to him. With a bit of coaxing, Asami got the boy to drink. He stayed with the blond until he fell asleep from the medicine that had been mixed in the water. After one more gentle kiss pressed to his brow, Asami tucked the boy back beneath the blankets and exited the limo.

*VF*

Sakazaki stared up at the two men before him. He recognized them as the two guards that had accompanied Sion to his club. Why they were now standing in front of him he did not understand. Nor did he understand why they had hauled him from the club area and dragged him into the room that the members of Sion should be currently using with his lovely little Angel. He looked around the room in confusion. When Sion finally showed themselves, he began to question them. "What is the meaning of this? What is going on? Where is my Angel?"

"Don't you mean my Angel?" Asami smirked at Sakazaki. "As you seem to be unaware, Takaba Akihito is mine. He belongs to me."

"So you are the one he gave himself to."

"Yes. Now that you are aware that Akihito belongs to me, I expect you to act accordingly."

"You are wrong, Asami Ryuichi. Takaba Akihito belon-" A hard slap fell across Sakazaki's face. "What th-" Another hard slap.

"Sakazaki-san, Akihito is mine. I will not tolerate you or anyone else laying their hands on him." Asami gave a nasty smile. "To make you sure that you understand, I am going to give you a private lesson."

Sakazaki sneered. "What could the likes of you do to me?"

Asami laughed. "You know, for a man in your position, you sure are clueless."

"What are you talking about?"

"Surely the name Asami has rung a bell for you?" Sakazaki just stared at Asami for a long time. Asami let out a deep suffering sigh. "Does the name Asami Daisuke ring a bell?" Sakzaki's eyes widened. "Ah so it has. I'm glad that you at least know who my father is. Now maybe I should show you who I am."

Though Sakazaki screamed at the top of his lungs, no one in the building heard him except for those who were in the room with him. It was a painful lesson but he soon knew just who Asami Ryuichi was.

YES. YES, AKIHITO IS INNOCENT. AND NAIEVE.