Asami sat staring at his email inbox that was displayed on his laptop screen, there were the usual reports from his route managers across the globe, his arms shipment in Brazil had passed the border successfully and another had been delayed.

The yakuza wondered why he had an email from Mikhail Arbatov of all people, and the subject line was blank. Had the idiot managed to get himself hacked? Asami thought about deleting the email without reading it, opening it could mean infecting his own computer systems and he could do without that hassle.

However, it wasn't like Mikhail to let something this simple happen, Asami might call him an idiot but the truth was Mikhail was a calculating mastermind, a very slippery eel to deal with if not handled correctly.

Asami clicked on the email from the Russian mobster.

"Kirishima, get Arbatov on the phone, now." The words came out low, barely audible in the cold office.

Surprised at the odd request, and hearing the boss's 'now, before I shoot you' tone, Kirishima had Arbatov on the phone in 5 minutes flat.

Even though it was before dawn in the city of Moscow, it seems Arbatov had been expecting a call from Asami.

Kirishima's intuition was telling him a storm was brewing, and one look at his friend Suoh said that he thought so too.

He handed the phone to Asami.

"What do you want, Mikhail?"

"Oh, no good morning, how are you, sorry to wake you! Where are your manners Asami?" you could hear the sarcasm rolling off his voice.

"Do not play with me Mikhail. Do you think I could be tricked by some pesky photoshop job?"

"You and I both know that you don't believe that, or you wouldn't be calling me first thing in the morning like this would you?"

Mikhail was very sly indeed, he called Asami's bluff.

"Give me some of your secure smuggling routes in Brazil and I will send you a few more photos and give you the name you need to know. Who knew you'd be caught up in this boy after 2 years even! It really is laughable Asami, you are in for such a surprise, I wish I could see your face when you learn the truth."

Ignoring the taunts coming from the other end of the phone, Asami agreed. "Done, I will have Kirishima make the necessary arrangements. Now give me names Mikhail."

"Oh, no hesitation, this is just too good. You will have the photos in 5 minutes. As for his whereabouts, why don't you ask your Chinese friend? Well, I am going back to sleep now. Always a pleasure doing business with you, Asami."

Before Asami could reply and ask if he was serious, the Russian ended the call.

It was a very tense 5 minutes in the office while Asami waited for the photos and sat wondering if Arbatov had really been talking about Feilong.

Suoh and Kirishima were on edge, they could feel the boss's impatience, he hadn't informed them what was going on. A silent Asami is a dangerous Asami.

They both felt their stomachs drop as they watched their boss click something on his laptop, anyone might think he was just browsing, but both subordinates knew their boss well enough to see the boiling rage surface in his eyes.

Asami scrolled through the photos, barely managing to suppress his rage from punching a hole through the screen he was looking at.

Mikhail was serious about Feilong.

Asami hadn't been this angry in a long time.

In fact, the last time he was this angry was when Akihito was taken from him over 2 years ago, and he had unleashed hell on earth.

And he was about to do so again.

He went over and over the shots in silence, analyzing each one carefully, looking for any discrepancies, anything telling him that perhaps he was captive again, but there was nothing.

It seems freedom suited the boy well, for he had blossomed in the 2 year hiatus, his skin looked flawless and he had gained some mass by the looks of it, his hair was wild and long, it suited his fiery nature.

There were images of him standing with Feilong at a club of some sort, in one of them Feilong was brushing his hand lightly over Akihito's chest and he was smiling in response, a genuine smile that lit his eyes. These snaps were dated recently, just over 2 weeks ago.

The next set was of them sitting in a restaurant together, talking intimately over the table.

The last set was of Takaba opening the door to a large house to let Feilong in, the sequence showing he was pleased to see the Baishe as the door opened and then closed.

Were they lovers? Had Akihito gone back to Feilong 2 years ago after Hong Kong? After all Asami had done for him?

Asami concluded that perhaps he was working with Feilong from the very start.

Asami believed Akihito wouldn't be capable of such a grand deception, but he really didn't know enough about the boy to prove otherwise.

No matter what it was, it was betrayal that Asami would not let slide. There was only one price for people that betrayed the underworld lord, and that was death.

He was going to find the boy, and he was not going to be gentle, if he thought his ordeal two years ago was bad, Asami would show him a new meaning of waking nightmare, then it would be Feilong's turn.


Kirishima knew he was treading on thin ice when he asked his boss for orders regarding Mikhail's call not 15 minutes earlier.

Not a word had been uttered in the office since Asami had received another email from the deceptive Russian.

He had been rightly surprised when Asami turned the laptop to reveal photos of the ever-elusive Takaba prading around with Feilong of all people. The single order of "Find him" resonating throughout the office.

Kirishima had always seen things with emotional detachment, however this time he felt his boss's justifiable fury.

If the situation was really what it seemed then he would be hard pressed not to wring the brats neck himself if he found him before Asami, but he knew Asami would want the pleasure of ending the kid himself.

Once Kirishima's logic caught up with his hasty emotions, he realized it might not be as simple as what it seems.

Firstly the information had come from Mikhail Arbatov, devious didn't begin to describe the arrogant European, and so it only went with the territory that there was some sort of catch or trap.

Secondly, Kirishima had had his own eyes and ears keep a thorough watch on Feilong and his people when the photographer had first disappeared, they still had informants within Baishe and there had never been a mention of Takaba in two years.

He had even gotten reports that Feilong had his own people look for Akihito himself when word eventually got out that he had gone AWOL.

It could have all been a set up, and Feilong and the blond might think it safe to be together after 2 years. They would be dead wrong about that.

Whatever it was, Kirishima's instincts were telling him there was something bigger going on here, and it was his job to find out.

He knew his boss had already made up his mind, once Asami got that look in his eyes there was no rhyme or reason that would alter his path of destruction.

For now, all Kirishima could do was locate Takaba for Asami and renew his investigations to find out the truth.

It was time to get in contact with their Baishe infiltrators.


Suoh couldn't help but feel a stab of anger as Kirishima laid the facts out as they left Asami's office.

Another hunt for the shitty brat in Hong Kong, again.

Of course he wanted revenge on behalf of his boss, but he just wished it didn't coincide with the time he hoped to go and see the first of the MMA matches set up for 3 martial artists from Nagoya.

He heard rumors of a 4th person signing with the Strike MMA franchise for a teams event, but apparently the contract wasn't set in concrete yet and the club refused to comment any further on it.

Maybe he could find and kill the brat before then.