Hey, I'm back, and I cannot wait for this shitty year to be over. I have had the worst few months of my life and *sigh* I am so tired. Anyway, I will write, I have to write so here we go.
Chapter 9 Dinner
Akihito looked at himself in the mirror of Asami's private bathroom in his office. He was glad the older man wasn't there when he arrived; he wasn't ready to face the man yet. He sighed as he turned and examined himself on the side, when he had arrived in the office, the only instructions he had gotten was to get dressed. He had examined the suit before putting it on, coming to the conclusion that it was very expensive overseas brand because he couldn't read the label, and it felt like silk. He was almost scared to put it on, out of fear of tearing it, but he managed.
He turned the other way, he was shocked at how well the suit not only looked, but also fit him. He almost wondered if Asami knew his measurements. He tilted his head.
'I wouldn't put it past him.' He sighed and turned away from the mirror and made his way back to the office, sitting in Asami's black leather chair, only because it was the only chair in the room that was comfortable.
He spun round in the chair so he was facing the large window behind Asami's desk, looking over Tokyo at night, one of the things he had missed when he had moved away. He loved Tokyo at night, the bright lights looked beautiful, but it was a shame, with all the lights he couldn't see the stars.
He was so immersed in looking down at the bright lights he didn't hear the door open or even the click of it closing. Asami stood at the door, watching Akihito from the reflection in the mirror. It had been a while since he had seen his boy so calm and content, the years he had spent away had done wonders for him, turned him into a man, a strong father who would do anything to protect his children.
Unfortunately the years hadn't been good to him, but they had been for him 'business'. Without Akihito to keep him sane, he completely lost it, returning to the cold-hearted evil bastard that ruled over Tokyo and probably the whole of Japan with an iron fist. He sighed as he leaned against the door. His personal life, on the other hand, had gone straight to hell. His relationship with his father had been very delicate to begin with, now it didn't even exist, any lover he used during Akihito's disappearance was only a one-night-stand, and hardly satisfying. He had even gone so far as to find a young man who almost looked like Akihito, the only man he had taken during those 5 years, one night with him, calling him Akihito, and he knew he wouldn't be able to do it again.
"You look good." He watched Akihito practically jump from the seat at the sound of his voice. He watched him turn around and the look on his face, he had frightened the boy.
"Sorry, I didn't notice you were standing there." He couldn't look Asami in the eye, not even at his face, too many bad memories of the night before. "So where are we going?"
Asami sighed and walked towards the boy. "We're going out for dinner, to Genjikoh."
Akihito raised an eyebrow. "Is that place, like, really expensive?" He watched Asami chuckle. "What's so funny?"
Asami opened the door, waiting for Akihito to start moving. He closed the door and locked it behind him and guided the boy down to the limo that was waiting for them. A guard opened the door and Asami ushered Akihito inside, then got in himself. He told the driver where to go and they both sat in silence.
Akihito stared out the window, watching the lights wiz past in a blur. He swore he could see people on the streets watching the limo pass by. He sighed as he leaned against the leather seat, just watching the world outside pass by as they drove to the restaurant, completely oblivious to Asami who was staring at him.
"Akihito," He looked at the older man. "were you happy with her?" He watched as the boy seemed to freeze, his eyes widened and started to tear-up. He looked away from Asami, staring at the floor.
"I…..I….I loved her…*sob*…..so much…." Asami moved closer to the now weeping boy, rubbing his back as a way of trying to calm him down.
"Sir, where here." Asami looked towards the driver and nodded, still rubbing the boy's back. They stayed in the car until Akihito had calmed down. He waited until the boy had finally calmed down and their made inside. The host smiled at them, knowing who Asami was, and show them to a private room. Akihito remained silent the entire time.
They sat in silence, Asami looking over the menu, think of what would make his lover happier. The waiter patiently waited for Asami to order, pen and paper at the ready.
"Two beef teriyakis and a red wine, most expensive one you've got." The waiter nodded and made a hasty exit, leaving Asami who just stared at Akihito who was staring at the plate on the table.
They sat in silence until the food arrived, then they ate in silence, both not really knowing what to say. Asami watched Akihito eat, noticing the boy was drinking more than he was eating, going for the bottle of wine for the fifth time. He watched as the he tried to pour the wine in his glass, splashing it on the white table which only made him giggle. His lover was drunk, but, as he watched the boy give him a big grin, something he hadn't seen in a while, he didn't mind. For the moment, the boy was happy. He smiled back.
So was he.
Asami had the biggest grin he had ever had, his jacket was unbuttoned and his shirt untucked, his arm was thrown over Akihito's shoulder as the stumbled to the limo. Kirishima dealt with the boy while Suoh stood by, watching his boss stumble towards the limo, he stepped in to help them inside, watching Asami laugh as Akihito stumbled in the limo. He stood by as Kirishima came back.
"Their both pretty wasted, think we should take them home." Suoh nodded in agreement, making his way to the driver's seat. Kirishima sat in the passenger seat, reaching over to the dash board to press the button that made the divider go up. The drive back to the apartment for Suoh and Kirishima was relatively silent, except for the occasional thud and laughter coming from the back seat.
When they arrived, Kirishima was quick to open the door, watching Akihito fall out onto the footpath in front of the apartment complex, as well as the people coming out who just stared. He closed his eyes as he listened to both drunks burst into laughter, he just couldn't believe lived to see the day where his boss, the smooth, emotionless business man who never showed anything remotely close to happiness to anyone (but Akihito), was now lying on the back seat of the limo, his jacket was lying on the floor, his shirt was almost unbuttoned the whole way and he was laughing.
Kirishima helped Akihito up off the footpath while Suoh calmly speed-walked to the open door to help Asami out. The managed to get them to the elevator without much difficultly, only they would have to explain to Asami why he would be getting a call tomorrow about broken vases. They made it to the room where Asami and Akihito stumbled in. Kirishima sighed as he watched Akihito mumble something about water and stumbled through the house. Kirishima was about to leave when he noticed Asami had somehow sobered-up.
"Get Suoh and someone else to guard the door, I don't want any interruptions till morning, understood." Kirishima couldn't speak he was in so much shock at how well his boss played drunk, so he just nodded. Asami just smiled.
Kirishima left the room; the last thing he heard was Asami, once again playing drunk, yell out for Akihito before he closed the door. He looked at Suoh, shook his head and sighed.
"Your on guard, I'm going to call Daichi and he'll stand guard with you. Do not disturb them." Suoh raised an eyebrow at him. "Please, just don't ask until tomorrow." And he pulled out his mobile and typed in Daichi's number. While he waited for Daichi to pick up, they heard a loud thud and Akihito scream, then laughter.
Nether wanted to know what was going on in that apartment.
TBC
Oh god, sorry this took so long, I have had the worst couple of months and I just haven't had the will to write anything, can not wait for this f$#king year to be over, I'm just glad I've gotten this chapter done and, hopefully, will be getting to work on the next one ASAP. Thank you.
