Chibi Asami Part 3
In a much better mood Asami quickly makes his way through the crowded walkways to his limo, where his trusted assistants await him, forcing traffic to go around them. Though they are blocking traffic, much to the rage of the other drivers, not a single police was in the vicinity. In fact there was a notable lack of police.
The door opens up as he reaches it and he slides inside, sensing Kirishima following him inside before Souh signals the driver to move on. The silence in the car was a question in itself. Asami smirked, "I have found a lead to this curse; an unexpected one, but a lead never the less."
Kirishima nodded, pretending he knew what his youthful boss was talking about and waiting for orders.
"Take me to the family's temple," he commanded, leaning back in his seat and reaching for his PDA.
Finally coming home to his penthouse, Asami pulls off his small clothing, hopefully wearing it for the last time. Placing sutras in key spots throughout the room Asami lights an inscribed cone of incense, filling the room with the scent ocean. After speaking three words in to the air Asami could feel the sutras awakening, pulsing in ebbs and flows, like waves crashing along the shore. Allowing a moment for his body to assimilate the surrounding, he heads for his bed. Climbing up the bed was easy for him now, since he quickly got use to the cumbersome way his young body works.
Lying under the blankets Asami takes a deep breath, replaying three words in his mind, finishing the chant with four words as a final command. 'Come to me, come to me; come to me AKIHITO!' Relying on the primitive link of connection Asami to Takaba, originating from the time he took him, Asami reached for the younger man's mind.
Akihito tossed and turned on his bed. He was walking along a small path from his home in the shrine, on his left side the koi pond and the resting stones, carved from a local large boulder to the shape of a bench, lay as if waiting for him to take a nap and on the right was the path to the forest. Normally Akihito loved going to the forest, except today the forest felt off, there was a commanding presence in the forest today that was not there usually. It kept calling him, with each command he felt himself moving one step closer to the forest. He felt a connection to whatever was in the forest, when he summoned his spiritual powers the pull coming out of the forest solidified to a dark blood red string tied to his left pinky.
Curious he followed the red string to the forest. He heard rumors of a red string binding two people together, but this string seemed tainted with something a little ominous. Entering the forest, Akihito sees some of his favorite spots to play as a child, a large bolder softened by the moss that nearly covered the entire rock, a steam that lead to a waist deep pool of sparkling water, and a grove where the trees limbs were so close you could literally walk from tree to tree. In the grove a beam of sunlight illuminated an opening of trees. Standing in the center of the beam of a man, his back turned towards him looking up to the sky as if in prayer. He wore a black suite with blue highlights in small areas like his shirt cuffs and the threads of the jacket. As Aki walked closer, the man turned towards him, revealing himself to the now startled Akihito.
"Asami!" Aki exclaims, slowly beginning to retreat.
"Wait, wait." Asami held his hands up in front of him, in an uncharacteristic gesture of goodwill. "I am here just to talk." He slowly moved away, towards the farthest point of the section of the open area. "Come into the light and we can talk. I won't do anything to you."
Akihito took a deep breath as he slowly moves forward once more, reminding himself that this was only a dream. It couldn't hurt to just talk in a dream. He held his left hand up and looked at his tied pinky finger, following the red string to Asami's left pinky. 'This can't be right!' he thought, dumbfounded by the direction his dream took.
Asami was still watching him, now with some curiosity, and Akihito realized that he could not see the string. He laughed a little, releasing some tension with the humor he found in that.
Finally he looked up and the man who was, surprisingly, waiting for Akihito to calm down and talk. "Okay then, what do you want to talk about?"
Asami breathed a small sigh of relief when he saw the young man return, though he was confused by his strange action. Something caught his attention, something that clearly amused him, though Asami decided not to ask as it released the tension that was stifling before.
"I wanted to talk about what happened the night I took you." He said, getting straight to the point. No sense in waiting or beating around the bush, since he did not know how long he had.
"Took me! You mean kidnapped me and RAPED me!" Takaba nearly shouted, clearly anxious and upset of the memory. His raised voice echoed through the dreamscape of trees. Strangely the sound of that night echoed back, as Takaba clearly replayed the event though is mind, coloring the dream with his memories of shock and fear.
"Yes, I raped you. I took you away and locked you in cage that was difficult to get out of, and far away from what you considered safety. I did all that, and now I want to talk about it. It NEEDS to be talked about, for your sake and mine." He insisted, pushing the subject forward without flinching, and not really regretting his actions too much. If all was to be repeated he would only have changed the cruelty in which he did those actions, not the actions itself.
Takaba took a deep breath and visibly calmed down again, as he did the sounds echoing though the clearing also quieted down, leaving them in a quite stillness that they had started out with.
"Why?" the quite word broke the silence as Takaba stared straight at Asami beseechingly.
"Because I needed to," Asami said simply, and then began to elaborate when he saw the confused look on Takaba's face. "When I saw you jump off that roof the first time we meet I knew I needed you. But you're so young and energetic; you would never have allowed me to come close to you. I needed to create a connection, even if it meant forcing it. I don't regret the action, only the cruelty in which I did it. For that I am sorry. In the future I will be gentler." He promised, allowing a small smile to appear on his face at the shocked look on Takaba's face.
"The future?" his expression, while shocked was not as confused as Asami had anticipated. Perhaps he too felt the connection between them. That would only be in his favor.
"There will be a future, you and I were meant meet, and we will continue to meet." Asami sighed once again; they were getting slightly off topic. "What I need from this is knowledge, Takaba. For what I have done, I want to know your feelings on this."
Takaba's head reeled back and looked away, surprise taking a physical effect. After several seconds of torturous silence the young man looked back at Asami with strength in his demeanor.
"I hate what you did, it was demeaning and PAINFUL! I didn't feel any connection from it, only force. So I don't know what you mean by forcing a connection to me. Did it ever occur to you that we could have created a connection just talking? Sure I was in your business, but that doesn't mean you couldn't talk to me or something. I mean come on, who RAPES someone and calls that a connection!" Takaba was breathing hard now, venting his frustration out. "You are an ass, did you know that."
"I don't just talk. Also, what would you have me talk to you about? Your pictures that you planned to sell and incriminate me?" He smirked, "Which would not have worked by the way."
"I don't know, something, family, weather, or maybe a warning!"
Asami raised his eyebrow at the small list, amused by the adorable response though not inclined to show it. "Very well, I will try. Do you forgive me?"
Takaba sighed loudly, obviously no longer aggravated and feeling awkward. He kicked at the ground below him, not looking at Asami any longer and mumbled quietly, "I don't know, well maybe."
"Takaba, I need a concrete answer. Since this is your dream I imagine you do as well." Asami stated, feeling a little annoyed at his skittish answer, and showing it in his tone.
"Yeah okay, okay. I forgive you." He said, looking up at Asami, "There, are you happy?"
"I will be happy when I have you completely, though this is a good step." With that Asami began to pull himself away from Takaba's mind. "I will see soon, Takaba." He said as a parting, leaving the young man to watch as he slowly fades away.
Opening his eyes, Asami stretched his arms, relishing in the fact that they, like his body, are now adult size. Reviewing the dream summing in his mind he realized that he may have revealed more then he intended to. 'Oh well," he though moving to begin his day "my kitten will come to me. I will make sure of it.'
Akihito woke up, falling off his bed as the dream he was having fades from his mind. He knew it was important. Something happened that change everything, but what was it. Takaba, still wrapped in the sheet of his bed and lying among the discarded blankets pondered the dream. He knows Asami was in it, but what was it about.
'Ah, what am I doing?; he lectures himself, 'I can't even sleep without thinking about him.'
Akihito gets up and looks at the time, 'Ah shoot,' he realizes that he is going to be late for a photo-shoot he had set up months ago. Running around his apartment getting ready, Akihito lets his worry about the dream slip his mind. 'If it was important then it will come to me' was his last thoughts on the subject before starting a showing and looking for his shampoo.
