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Asami sat in the waiting area of his private hospital, a signature Dunhill dangling between his lips while he slowly exhaled the cancerous smoke. He needed it to help calm his nerves a little and to help stop the anxiety threatening to break down his cool and calm composure. He had to admit he'd probably never felt more scared than how he did earlier. For the first time in his life he could say his heart wanted to beat right out of his chest. Akihito really did scare him half to death, even if it wasn't too obvious on his face at the moment.
Miname-san sat across from Asami, nervously tapping her feet on the ground while she looked back and forth between her boss and the entrance to the IC Unit. Asami could have sworn he got 'how could you?' stares every so often.
But the old woman was more worried about the boy and the babies than she was for Asami and she showed it.
"What is it?" Asami asked with his eyes closed and both arms crossed in front of his chest, feeling more than seeing another's glare.
The older woman bowed her head and paused, not sure how her boss would react to her making personal statements. After all she wasn't a fool as to what and how the yakuza boss was and she doubted being elderly would help her either.
"Speak," Asami commanded and she looked at him, giving a small sigh as she contemplated the day's events.
"I'm sorry Asami-sama, but I'm really worried for the babies and Takaba-kun."
"And?"
"Sir?"
"There's something else on your mind, what is it?"
She made another audible sigh.
"You think I cheated on him, don't you?" Asami asked, meeting her gaze with a hard look of his own.
She made a very small nod in affirmation and kept her head bowed.
"I didn't and I wouldn't," he made a small pause and said barely a whisper, "Not anymore."
Miname-san knew all too well why the yakuza boss said he wouldn't cheat anymore, after all she grew up with the Asami family and she knew exactly what the man across her was capable of. After a while, she had gotten use to the constant screams of pain and pleasure which emitted from Asami's bedroom door and sometimes other parts of the house. She was the only one allowed to cook for Asami so she sometimes had to travel with him from place to place, all because the man trusted her not to poison him.
She remembered the first time Asami had brought the younger man home. She hadn't ever remembered hearing Asami spend so much time with another lover, and the young man''s screams were piercing and raw, leading her to wonder if it was consensual.
Asami-sama didn't know it, or he didn't care, but when he started leaving Akihito in his bed she would leave food and drink for him and maybe an aspirin or two to help ease his pain. She was shocked; scared out of her wits to say the least when she first saw the boy sprawled out on Asami's bed asleep. He looked pale and his body was covered in deep purple bruises all over, from neck to waist. He wasn't covered with the sheets and when she went closer to him, he was mumbling 'Please, no more, stop,' as if he was dreaming of her boss, not able to get any rest even in sleep. Ever since then she had tried to help the photographer how ever she could, but the boy always passed out after his bout with Asami and was never awake to see her come and go in the bedroom. She wanted to help any way she could because Akihito hadn't reported her boss, so it was none of her business.
Asami knew exactly what Miname-san was thinking, he could see the different emotions running across her elderly face as each thought entered her mind, but then again, she was the least of his problems right now.
How could Akihito behave so harshly? Never did he imagine his boy would have this side to him, a side which hated him so much, but then again Akihito's words rung clear in his head. You don't have that kind of value. He remembered saying that to Akihito right before he took him in the Sheraton Bay hotel room. Whatever it was that caused Akihito's emotions to spiral out of control will be dealt with swiftly and immediately, he would make sure of it.
Akihito's Doctor emerged a few moments later and both Miname-san and Asami stood to greet him, anticipation and dread coiling around them both like a poisonous snake.
"I'm Dr Singh, Your both responsible for Takaba-san?" the Doctor asked while he shook Asami's hand, looking between him and the other occupant of the room.
"I am," he replied and the Doctor began speaking.
"Asami-sama, Takaba-san's blood pressure is too high, but we've managed to regulate it and get him to rest. We would like to keep him overnight for observation, and he's suffering from fatigue. We did a quick scan and found that both babies are alright and perfectly healthy. Please don't allow another incident like this to happen, because of what happened today Takaba-san might be suffering from postpartum depression, which can be treated and there are other ways to help him return to his normal self,' the Doctor concluded.
"Can we see him?" Miname-san asked and the Doctor nodded.
"Only for a few minutes, he needs to rest."
They both made their way down the hall toward Akihito's private room, both of them relieved that nothing worse had happened.
Akihito sat, staring out the window with one hand on his stomach, turning his head towards the door when they both entered his room. He was dreading seeing Asami so soon because he didn't know how he'd react around the older man.
"Takaba-san," the old woman sighed, relieved as she hastily made her way over to his bedside.
"Miname-san, I'm so sorry," he almost cried as he took the older woman's hands in his own. He couldn't believe he'd turned a knife on her, must have scared the poor woman half to death. They both laughed a warm laugh until his hazel eyes made contact with golden ones, and his eyes suddenly fell back to her.
"Takaba-san, I just wanted to make sure you were alright, don't scare me like that again, ok?" she pleaded before lowering her eyes to his stomach. She looked back at Akihito. "They were made from love." she stared again at his stomach with warm affection.
"I know," Akihito replied and she gave him a huge smile, then turned and left the room. Akihito felt heartbroken at pointing a knife at the older woman but he breathed a sigh of relief when she didn't shun him for his actions.
Akihito stared at Asami as the older man stared back at him, hazel watching golden intently.
"Akihito, I didn't cheat on you, it was all a misunderstanding," Asami said as he drew a chair to his lover's bedside and sat on it.
A slight flicker of doubt flashed in Akihito's eyes. "You use to Ryuuichi, how can I really trust you now?" came the reply.
"Because this," he said as he placed a hand on Akihito's stomach. "And this," a hand on his heart, "Has found a way into my life and I will never lose that."
The photographer blushed a deep red at the man's words. He was never romantic, like ever. Akihito could hear is heart pounding in his ears from the words Asami spoke and it began to melt. But there was still that little trace of doubt lingering in his mind, he'd been doubting the man from the first day they met and old habit was hard to break, even with babies in the mix. He did want to know who the woman was though, so he decided to ask.
"Who was she?"
Asami sighed. "I really don't know." 'A dead woman.'
Akihito cocked an eyebrow at him. "Really?" he asked sarcastically.
"Yes really, she was just some random fan of my exquisite good looks," Asami said with a hint of amusement dancing in his golden orbs.
Akihito chuckled.
"So does that mean I have to put fangirl repellant on you before you leave the house?"
Asami smirked. "Maybe you should."
"Maybe I should chop a certain part of you off and keep it home with me just to ensure nobody else is using it," Akihito grinned.
Asami smiled, "If it makes you feel better."
The playful mood gave way to a comfortable silence and they stared into each other's eyes for a long moment, unconsciously bringing their face closer to each other until their lips were only inches apart.
They devoured each other's mouth with a gentle intensity which touched both of them to their core. Akihito shivered as the powerful kiss caused a tingling throughout his body and he chuckled into the kiss as he felt the babies do a little dance in his stomach.
"Ryuuichi…" Akihito moaned as the older man kissed a trail from his lips down to his neck, causing him to tilt his head back. Asami made his way down to the boy's pink nubs, rolling and pulling them around in his mouth. Akihito moaned, then cried out in pain as Asami bit down hard.
"You bastard!" Akihito cried out and Asami licked at his wounds as he narrowed his eyes at the older man. "What the hell was that for?" he asked irately.
"The knife," Asami answered and continued to lick at the heated flesh.
Akihito struggled to push Asami away but the man would have none of it, and he relaxed into the ministrations when the initial pain wore off. They were disrupted from their activities when the Doctor suddenly came into the room.
"Eh, ehm," the man cleared his throat. "I'm sorry Asami-sama but Takaba-san needs to rest."
Akihito snorted, then Asami stood. 'I'll see you tomorrow for proper punishment,' the older man smirked before making his way towards the door.
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Asami sat in the back of his limo while it made its way towards his penthouse. He had stationed two guards at the hospital and decided he would call Kirishima for a status report on the incident that almost cost him his babies. Kirishima answered on the second ring and told him he was close to finding out who had sent the pictures. Kirishima revealed his sources had mentioned a woman inquiring around a lot about who his lover was, but the description of the woman given was vague.
"Asami-sama, there was one thing one of my sources noticed."
"Go on."
"This woman had a partially hidden tattoo on the side of her neck."
Asami tensed, he prayed he was wrong, because if he was right then somebody would die. "What did this tattoo look like?" he asked in a dangerous tone.
"A dragon Sir," Kirishima reported and Asami smirked, one that promised death and hurt. Kirishima hung up and only one name came to his mind and the world of pain he would cause that person.
Yuki.
