Chapter 7: In God's Name
Akihito slipped on a pair of dark-wash skinny jean, plain black t-shirt, and a newly-bought hoodie. He popped a few breath Mint and pocket a pack of breath strips just in case. He grin with pride at his effort.
"Aki, you are going to suck the living soul out of him today," he lick his lips hungrily at the idea.
He's got a date today; a dinner date with Asami Ryuichi, God's finest creation and his personal bedroom trainer. Asami had schedule today's dinner according to his and Akihito's busy schedules and the blond is grateful. It sucks, but this is his first opportunity to go on a actual date since he spent the last 19 years of his youth focusing on school and/or work.
"Well, someone's excited," a voice said, mirth evident in it.
"Akane!" Akihito slightly jumped in fright at his sister's sudden appearances. "You scared me!"
"Sorry about that. So, who's your date?" She asked, leaning against the door with anticipation.
"Someone I met at the bar," he respond, bashful.
"So what's he like?"
"He's demanding, a little forceful at times which is kind of cute, totally a hotty. God, you should've seen him naked," Akihito said dreamily, but paused. "Wait! How the hell do you know he's a guy?!"
"Aki, I can't see you with a girl, it's totally impossible," she chuckled.
"Hey!" He pout. He felt a slight damage to his pride as a man. "That's mean, Akane! Have a little more faith in your brother!"
"But it's the truth and you know it too," Akane retort with a snicker.
"Akane!"
"Sorry," she said, breathless from laughing so much. "So did you guys have sex yet?"
Akihito stuttered, "A-Akane! What kind of question is that? Aren't you too young to be knowing about sex?!"
"So you did, didn't you?" She grin slyly.
Akihito sputtered strings of curses underneath his breath and swears incoherently. Words lodge in his throat, red adorned his cheeks (which Akane thought was really cute), but regardless, he nod in admittance.
"Aki, I can't believe you let him popped your cherry so early," her laughter that once died down spring back to life, two fold.
"S-Shut up! He was hot, okay? And I was drunk!" He retort.
"So, is he rich?"
"Very," he simply said. "You should've seen his penthouse."
"Aki, don't tell me that's where you been sleeping over?" Akane's eyes widen like a saucer. "Oh my god, you guys are moving way too fast!"
"S-Shut up, Akane!" Akihito fail his attempt to hide his excessive blushing. "A-Anyway, I should get going!"
"Oh now you're running away," Akane teased her brother as she followed him down the small corridor of their apartment.
"I'm not!" Was his comeback.
"Is so."
"Is not!"
"Is so!"
"Is not!"
"Is so!"
"Fine," Akihito said in defeat. "You win."
"Aw, you're no fun," she whined.
"I have to get going, I'm already late as it is," the blond said, slipping into his good pair of sneakers and tying the shoelace.
"Fine," she pout. "But you have to tell me everything when you get back."
He chuckled and went to unlock the front door, "I will."
"Good. Now go and have fun."
"Akane," Akihito turn to face his sister with worry in his voice. "Are you sure you're okay staying home alone? I could always cancel, you know."
"It's fine," she said. "I could always call Kyoko if something happens."
"But-"
"Come on, Aki-nii," Akane said firmly but also with reassurance. "This is your day so don't worry about me. I'm 17 already, the least I could do is take care of myself."
"Are you sure?" He asked again.
"Yes, I'm sure. Now, get your sexy behind going and go get your man," she said, pushing her brother out the door and peck his cheek.
"Okay, I'll be back soon," he tousled her hair affectionately and turn to leave. "Call me if something comes up."
"I will," she waved at him with a small smile.
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Akihito hummed excitedly to himself as he crossed the green light at the intersection and to the train station nearby. He turned the corner to a quiet street which serves as a shortcut route. However, a black van abruptly appear in front of him. The side door slide open and two buff-looking men in all black outfits and mask suddenly grabbed him and haul Akihito into the van. Swiftly, they shut the door and drive off. Akihito, came to a revelation that he's being kidnapped, puts up struggle against his kidnappers. He's got a friggin date today and he's got a sister who's waiting for him to make it home, for God's sake!
"Let me go!" He bite the grimy hand that cover his mouth.
"Hold still, kid!" One man said.
"Fuck no!" With his hands tied up, instead, he kick the man that held his legs with iron grip right at his jaw and chin. "Let me go!"
"Cool it, kid. We didn't want to do this either, but we were hired to bring you," the driver, in all black and wearing a mask like the other two, kindly explain.
"By who?" Akihito felt dread creeps in.
"You'll know soon enough. Just stay put for now," the driver said.
"As if! Who the hell calm down when they're being kidnapped!" Akihito thrashed about, kick the man that's attempting to tie his legs once again and send him flying against the passenger seat and knocked him out cold. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!"
"Yama! Restrain him!" The driver ordered.
"Yes, sir!" Yama grabbed a rope from the trunk that's connecting with the back seat and move closer towards the blond. "Stop thrashing, kid or you'll get hurt."
Akihito scoot further away from the man called Yama, but there's barely any spaces left in the van. He's trapped between a door and Yama. Akihito tried to kick the door open, but to no avail it barely budged.
"Stop resisting, the door is on child lock so you can't escape," the driver said coolly.
"Watch me," the blond retort angrily.
However, before Akihito could figure out a escape plan on the spot, Yama grabbed his legs and began to bind it with ropes. Akihito head butt Yama hard until he stumbled backward and the blond used the opportunity to send a hard kick to his testicles. Yama howl in pain.
"Serves you right! Now, let me out!" He demanded.
"You're being irrational," the driver commented, unwavered by the blond's unnecessary struggle that send his two best men flying.
"I'm being irrational?!" Akihito shout. "You don't get to say that when you kidnapped people for a living. Damn bastards!"
"Doesn't matter," the driver shrugged. "We'll just have to use force if you don't cooperate."
But before Akihito could retort, the guy that he knocked out from before suddenly restrain him from behind and cover his mouth and nose with a slightly wet handkerchief. Shit, it's chloroform! His body became involuntarily limp in his kidnapper's arms as unconsciousness take over.
