Hello, everyone!
Sorry for the delay. For those unaware, my flash drive took a crapper, and I lost some stories I had worked on, including this chapter. I spent a couple of days being bummed, before I took it to try to get it fixed. Not saying names, but where I took it couldn't fix it and offered to send it out to another company to be fixed for, get this, $700, at least. Well, as much work as I had done on this chapter, and I liked where it was heading a lot and knew I couldn't replicate what I had already written, it still wasn't worth that much to me, or rather I didn't have that kind of money to recover less that 1GB of data on a 16GB flash drive. Needless to say, I found someone who was able to recover all the data for a simple review for his blog, THANK YOUR KEN H.!
Anyway, enough about my woes. I hope that all you readers out there that celebrate Thanksgiving/Turkey Day, had a great one!
So on to the next chapter. I don't own Finder or its handsome devils, just the characters that I created.
Enjoy!
Chapter 9
Asami awoke, stiff, when he heard a voice at the door growing more alarmed, as access to the room was denied. Asami stood and stretched his 185cm frame as he walked to the door to see what the commotion was. When he opened the door, there was a flustered nurse trying to gain access and a steadfast Kirishima denying entry. Asami asked, "Kirishima, what is the problem? Let her do her job."
The nurse smiled in relief and moved to go into the hospital room.
Kirishima moved to block her way, saying, "Boss, she claims she lost her ID and is awaiting a new one from security. I can't let her enter Takaba's room."
"So why not ask one of the other nurses to vouch for her, Kirishima? You are being over protective here."
Kirishima, keeping an eye on the nurse, turned and said, "Boss, we have not completed that other matter. Letting someone without identification into the room would be..."
"She's a nurse, Kirishima. If you don't trust her, come in and watch her every move, otherwise, stop keeping her from here duties. Now, step aside and let the young lady through."
Kirishima, hearing impatience in Asami's voice, reluctantly moved aside for the nurse to enter. He followed her in and watched her move to the bed. She picked up the chart at the end of Akihito's bed and flipped the page to the last entry. She scanned the sheet before she closed the chart and placed it back in the slot.
Akihito, awake by now, smiled at the nurse and said, "Sorry Nurse Nami." Akihito looked at Kirishima, as he said, "It's in his job description to be untrusting."
Kirishima was about explain his actions when he saw Asami, give a slight shake of his head. Kirishima pushed his glasses up on his nose and gave a slight nod to Asami before he resumed paying close attention to what the nurse was doing at Akihito's bedside.
Akihito looked from Asami to Kirishima and back, before he said, "Geez, Asami. You should have let him explain, it seems like forever since me and Kirishima had an argument. It doesn't seem natural."
Asami said, "You arguing with Kirishima would only delay the nurse more. Let her examine you so she can get back to her other patients. You can argue with Kirishima later."
Akihito stuck his tongue out at Kirishima and said, "Till later, four-eyes," and then he made a ridiculous face at the secretary and Asami.
Nurse Nami giggled, nervously, as she went about checking Akihito's vitals, glancing as she did, at the two handsome, yet extremely serious-looking, men in suits.
Akihito said, "Don't mind him. He only bites when told to. How is your day going, Nurse Nami?"
Nami said, "It had been uneventful until I got to your room, Takaba. I'm definitely going to security to get my new badge when I leave here. The other nurses had warned me your security was tight, but I didn't think he wouldn't let me into the room." She took a tentative look in Kirishima's direction, before once again turning to poke and prod Akihito.
"Oh, no. He's not my security. Though he is handy to have around sometimes, it isn't my choice to have him blocking the doorway."
"I guess I can't blame him," Nami said, looking back at the guard again, blushing slightly this time, "I should have my badge with me."
Kirishima pushed his glasses up on his nose before giving a grunt of agreement.
"Thanks for being a good sport about it," Akihito said.
"It's okay. I'm sure it won't be the worst thing that happens today," said Nami. Done with checking Akihito's vitals, the nurse walked to the caddy she had carried into the room and pulled out two empty vials with the same colored, rubber top, and two other empty vials with two other colored, rubber tops. She took alcohol packets, gloves, gauze, a band-aid, the tourniquet, and the vials over to the bed. She took four stickers from Akihito's chart and affixed them to the vials.
When Nurse Nami was finished with the preparations, Akihito turned his head, so he didn't see the needle pierce his skin. Although it really didn't feel like much, he hated seeing it being done on him.
As the nurse filled the four vials with Akihito's blood, she asked, "Are those your children I saw with your parents?"
Akihito answered with a modest smile, "Yes. They're adorable, aren't they?"
"Yes, they are quite the little cuties. How old?" she asked, as she switched out the vials needing to be filled.
Akihito answered, "Two months," as she pulled the needle from his arm, placed the folded gauze over the puncture, and put the band-aid in place. He watched her write something on the vials she had collected, before she placed them in her caddy.
When Nami turned back toward the bed, she had a small specimen cup in her hand. She said, "The doctor needs a urine sample, Takaba. Would you like me to bring in a urinal, or do you think you want to try getting up?"
Akihito was skeptical about trying to stand, walk across the room to the bathroom, then stand, or even sit for that matter, to use the toilet. On the other hand, he didn't want Asami to see him peeing in a plastic jug. He'd probably volunteer to help hold his dick, no matter which option he chose, Akihito thought.
As if on cue, Asami said, "I'll help him get to the bathroom."
Akihito said, under his breath, "I knew it."
Asami looked to Akihito and asked, "What was that just now, Akihito?"
Akihito blushed slightly, as he said, "Nothing, Asami. I need to try to go to the bathroom by myself, though. It's not like you will be able to help me from work. Besides, I don't want you forgetting that I'm injured."
Asami smirked at Akihito's perceptiveness, though he hadn't planned to do anything, he knew his kitten was injured. He said, "I would not dream of molesting you in your injured state, Akihito, I need you to heal properly."
Akihito asked suspiciously, "And why is that, perverted bastard?"
"To better ravish you later, kitten."
Akihito bristled at the pet name, blushing as Nurse Nami gave him a shy smile.
Nami, beginning to feel out-of-place amidst the intimate undertones, said, "Well I'll leave this with you, Takaba. Once you're done, push the call button and I will be in to collect the sample, ok?"
Akihito, unable to look at Nurse Nami, answered, "Ok," while wondering if he had the strength to throttle Asami for embarrassing him in front of her and Kirishima. He thought, probably not, but as his face had turned a darker and darker shade of red just by the conversation, he knew he was willing to give it a shot.
Asami added, "Have your badge before you return or the guards will not let you in next time."
Nami answered, "Yes, sir." The nurse made one last entry to Akihito's chart before leaving the room, with Kirishima following her out.
Akihito thought he heard Kirishima apologizing for his earlier behavior before the door closed, which was odd, as he had never seen Kirishima apologize when he was in the right. He asked, "What's with Kirishima?"
"What do you mean?" Asami asked.
"He's not usually this protective of me, Asami. And he apologized to Nurse Nami just now. What did you say to him?"
Asami smirked, as he walked towards the bed, "I didn't say anything, Akihito. Maybe he realized how important your protection is and that Nurse Nami was indeed a nurse."
"Cut the crap, Asami. What are you up to?"
"Nothing that concerns you or your recovery," Asami answered, as he lifted the specimen cup in his hand.
Akihito looked from the specimen cup to Asami, and said, "I'll do it myself, Asami." Akihito raised the top half of the bed to the complete upright position and slowly moved his legs over the side. The medication helped with the pain, but his injured body felt stiff and heavy.
Looking over the edge and seeing the short drop to the floor, Akihito didn't think he would be able to get down on his own without causing himself damage, he grudgingly asked Asami, "Will you help me to the floor, please?"
That was the only opening Asami needed. He swooped the boy in his arms and carried him to the bathroom, pushing the I.V. pole with his foot.
Akihito protested, pounding on his arms and chest, nearly toppling the pole, and calling him names, the short distance to the small bathroom.
When Asami reached the door, he gently placed Akihito on his feet and allowed him to lean on him as he opened the door. Asami handed Akihito the cup then slowly let the photographer go.
When Akihito looked askance towards Asami, the crime lord answered, "You said you had to try going by yourself."
Akihito looked only slightly relieved. The thought of Asami's hand anywhere near his cock had seeped into his subconscious, bringing with it memories of a week spent outside Asami's strong arms and an aggravating need to feel Asami's hands on his flesh, wounds be damned.
He chided himself for his own perverted thoughts. Now was not the time. He needed to heal if he was going to get out of here to hold his children properly and hopefully erase the memory of their first week with him. Not to mention, keep up with whatever Asami had planned for him as punishment once he was back home.
Gripping the pole for support, he slowly made his way inside the bathroom enough to push the door up. He had broke out in a sweat from this small feat alone. He faced a dilemma upon reaching the toilet, as he was now clutching the I.V. pole with both hands trying to stay on his feet. He needed to be able to support himself, move the hospital gown he was wearing, hold the cup, and hold his manhood, all at the same time.
It only took a minute for Akihito to assess the situation and realize it was a hopeless endeavor. Like it or not, he needed Asami's help, at least this time. He said, "Dammit," under his breath, before he called out to Asami for assistance, "Asami, I need more hands."
Asami appeared in the doorway with his usual smirk. He entered the bathroom and said, "And what would you like me to hold, hm?"
"Don't be a prick about it, and remember I'm injured, pervert," Akihito replied, peeved.
"I merely asked what you needed help with. If you would rather muddle through on your own, then..." Asami turned to leave the bathroom.
"Wait, Asami. Come back. Hold me up so I can free up my hands. I can take it from there, okay?"
"Whatever you need, kitten."
"Stop calling me 'kitten' and no roaming hands, Asami."
"I wouldn't dream of it, Akihito." Asami took his place behind Akihito and placed his hands on the boy's hips.
Akihito's breath hitched, as more memories of those hands touching other parts of him flooded his mind. Concentrate Akihito and stop thinking dirty thoughts. Akihito lifted the gown to his chin to hold it up. He opened the cup and collected the sample for the doctor. When he reached for tissue to dab himself dry, he felt a pull in his side and he immediately stood back straight.
Asami asked, "Are you alright?"
"Yep, sure am," Akihito practically gasped out.
Asami reached down for the tissue and dabbed the tip of Akihito's dick. He said, "You're a bad liar, Akihito. We should get you back in bed, you're looking pale." Asami flushed the toilet and led them to the sink to clean their hands.
Akihito rinsed the cup and he and Asami washed their hands before he wrote his name on the label and left the cup on the shelf over the toilet. Grabbing the I.V. pole, Akihito used it and Asami for support as he slowly limped back to the bed. Both his leg and side burned with the effort and Akihito gladly administered himself a dose of morphine to take away the burning sensation.
Asami watched his eyes glaze over as the morphine took effect and a satisfied grin danced on his boy's lips.
Akihito said, dazed, "Wow, Asami, you actually behaved. I'm proud of you."
Asami smirked and replied, "I already told you, I'll wait until I can ravish you properly. I wouldn't want to extend your stay in my fine facility, Akihito. Besides, I don't have time to play right now. Get some rest."
"You're leaving?"
"I have business to attend to, Akihito. I will come back later," Asami answered.
Akihito pouted up at the crime lord, but nodded his agreement. He understood it was better the man didn't stay at the hospital, less chance of them doing something he knew they shouldn't, at least not until he had healed a bit more.
Asami leaned over and kissed Akihito atop his head, before moving to his lips and placing a light kiss. Asami gathered his suit jacket from the chair in the corner and walked to the hospital room door. He gave one last look at Akihito, whose eyes were beginning to droop closed, before he opened the door and stepped out.
He met Kirishima in the hall and asked, "Has Kunihara arrived?"
Kirishima replied, "He and Masaki are in the lounge there."
"Good, I'll brief them there. Is Suoh not back yet?"
"He is waiting with the car, Asami."
"Let him know I will be down shortly," and Asami walked the few paces to the lounge area.
Kunihara and Masaki both stood when Asami entered the lounge.
Asami said, "Gentlemen, you will guard Akihito with your lives, understood? Hospital staff are not allowed to enter without their id badges. If they are not family, friend, or staff, they do not enter."
Both men answered, "Yes, Boss Asami."
Kunihara asked, "Is the young master feeling any better, Boss?"
"If you're asking me if he is his usual bratty self, then I'd have to say, not quite yet, though some of the cheekiness has returned. You may visit with him, but one of you stays at the door. Call me, immediately, if there are any problems. Stay sharp, there are a few more Dragons to round up, before we can deal the final blow and end their little gang. It shouldn't take all day, I will return later," Asami said before turning to walk out the lounge.
The two guards followed and took up their posts outside Akihito's door.
Before Kirishima left, he said, "I shouldn't have to remind either of you, but if something happens to that brat, they won't find your bodies, ever." He gave each man a stern look over the top of his glasses before turning to join the waiting Asami.
As they walked towards the exit, Asami asked his loyal subordinate, "Is that the threat you use to keep them diligent, Kirishima?"
"It is an effective threat, especially since they know it to be true. Kunihara and Masaki have been around long enough to have seen the punishments doled out for the guards that failed in their duties to protect Takaba. I just feel I should warn them lest they forget," Kirishima answered, as he pushed his glasses up on his nose.
Asami said, "Very good, Kirishima."
Asami didn't give compliments often, so when Kirishima received one, he took it to heart. He had vowed long ago to always protect his boss and friend, and he knew he would do the same for the boy laying in that hospital bed because he now knew exactly how much the brat meant to his friend. He simply looked to Asami and nodded his head, the only acknowledgement needed.
Asami said, "Kirishima, get me that list of houses. I want to start checking them out today, if there is time. Have you cancelled my appointments for the next few days?"
Back to business, Kirishima said, "Yes, Boss. Takada threatened to take his business elsewhere if the meeting was rescheduled, but when I explained he was free to do that if he wanted to pay more than what the weapons were worth, he accepted the new meeting date, which is one week from today at 10 pm. All your other appointments where fine with rescheduling."
"Good. Send someone to remind Takada why it's better to be flexible and agreeable, than to make idle threats. Tell whomever you send to be sure to break something on the man, I don't care what, though I want him kept alive."
"Yes, Asami."
They exited the hospital to a waiting Suoh. As they approached the guard, he said, "Hiroshi came through, Boss. The last members of the Dragons were released from lock-up and are being taken to the warehouse now. Hirata should arrive moments before we do."
"And the others that had escaped our grasp?"
"They have been located and taken to the warehouse with the others. The three with Hirata are the last of them."
"Good," Asami said. "I need to get cleaned up first, Suoh. Let them stew a bit and wonder why they have been gathered together. When we get to the penthouse, I want updated files on Kunihara and Masaki. I'm considering making them Akihito's permanent personal guard."
Suoh said, "Yes, Boss," as he closed the car door and got in behind the wheel. He pulled out of the hospital parking lot and headed for the penthouse. Suoh asked Kirishima, "How is Takaba doing?"
Kirishima turned towards his friend and said, "Fine enough to want to try to pick a fight with me. I'd say he's on the road to recovery."
Asami said from the back, "That's because you were acting out of character, Kirishima."
"I was only doing my job, Asami. The woman didn't have id."
"Yes, but then you apologized to her. Akihito thought I might've said something to you."
"I was only trying to keep the damn boy out of harm's way. It would be a pain it something happened to him now."
Asami said simply, "Agreed." Then he asked, "Suoh, how was it confirmed that all the Dragons are present?"
"Todo ran the gang like a business, he had files on all the members. There are thirty-four members including the three Hirata picked up from jail remaining. Identities were confirmed using those files."
"What about family that may want to seek revenge?"
"From the files, none of the members seemed especially close to their families. Though how up-to-date they were is a factor. We didn't have time to look into all their backgrounds, but the ones checked so far matched what was in their files."
"Any problems from those already being held?"
"I was told that some had tried to over power your men and escape, but were quickly subdued. There were no more problems after that."
"Do they know Todo is dead?"
"No, from the chatter, The Dragons think he is being held separately."
"Fine," Asami said. Finally approaching the penthouse, Asami told both men, "Be ready in an hour. Suoh, bring the files on Kunihara and Masaki. Kirishima, bring the files on the houses you found and any papers needing my signature or immediate attention."
Both men acknowledged their orders and exited the car, Kirishima opening the door for Asami, as Suoh went to call the elevator down.
xxxxx
Shaved, showered, and dressed impeccably, Asami exited his bedroom and grabbing the financial papers from the table, went into the kitchen to make himself tea and toast. He truly missed his boy making them breakfast.
As Asami waited for the hot water and toast, he browsed the financial paper, making notations in the margins.
When he finished his sparse breakfast, his secretary and head bodyguard arrived at his apartment. He took the files he was offered and placed them in his briefcase, before grabbing his coat and exiting the penthouse.
The ride down in the elevator and the subsequent ride to the warehouse holding the gang member, was quiet, as Asami appeared to be looking over the files given to him.
Arriving at the warehouse, Asami exited the car and approached Hirata, who looked like he had been in a fight. Asami asked, "They give you trouble, Hirata?"
Hirata grinned and said, "Nothing we couldn't handle, Boss. How is Takaba this morning?"
"He's resting. You may check in on him when we are done here," and Asami made his way inside the warehouse.
There was an audible gasp upon seeing the Asami Ryuichi entering the warehouse.
Asami was pleased they recognized their captor, it would make this go faster, since they most likely already knew why they were there. Asami looked the men over, before he asked, "You know why you're here, right?"
The question was met with silence.
Asami said, flat-out, "Todo is dead," and waited for their reactions to die down before continuing. "For what your leader did, you will all pay the price."
One of the gang members spoke up at this, saying, "Some of us didn't know what Todo was up to. We wouldn't have handled the situation the same way Todo did."
Asami asked, "And that matters to me, why? Whether you knew or not, I can't let you live to get revenge for Todo. This way, Takaba will no longer have to deal with any of you and neither will I. Takaba did me a favor with those pictures and Todo did me a favor by being stupid enough to go after Takaba." Asami turned to his men and said, "Kill them all."
"Wait, please," one of the members yelled, moving to the front of those gathered.
Asami held up his hand, momentarily stopping the men from firing. He asked, "What is it? Do you think you can apologize and walk away?"
The man began shakily, "N-no, that's n-not it. I-I want to ask that the ones not involved b-be spared, Asami."
"And how would I know who wasn't involved? I'm supposed to believe your word?"
Another member stepped from the crowd and said, "There were only a handful of us that knew Todo was going after the Takaba kid," and he motioned for those that knew to come forward.
Asami watched as the crowd separated into two groups.
The two that spoke up looked around to verify that all that were part of the plan had come forward. Satisfied they had, the first to speak said, "I'm Todo's younger brother. Though I tried to talk him out of going after the photographer, I was unable to sway him and he went along with his plan anyway. Those over there didn't even know we had a beef with the kid, let alone what Todo planned to do to him. Shouldn't they be allowed to live? Do you tell all your men what you are planning?"
"My men would fight and die for me were they asked, whether they know what I'd been up to or not. Shouldn't you be the same? Or does the loyalty of a mere street gang not run as deep? Because you didn't know, you think you deserve to live? What will you do then?"
"I can promise you they won't come after you or yours anymore."
"And how would you keep that promise if you are dead?"
"My death would seal the promise. They will leave Japan if you want them to, Asami." He turned to look at those gathered in the other group and saw many of them nodding their heads in acceptance of what he was saying.
Asami noticed those that did not and asked, "And what about those that don't agree with what you are saying?"
"Then their lives can end here as well."
"And who are you to make such a decision?" Asami asked.
"I was Todo's second and I did not try to talk him out of taking out your little boy toy. I encouraged it. Takaba had damning information that would only be corroborated by his testimony. As far as I was concerned, Takaba and the pictures needed to disappear."
"You have the nerve to say this to me and still ask for them to be saved," Asami said, pointing to those in the other group. "Usually when people ask me to spare them or their families, there is more begging and less bragging. I don't feel inclined to let any of you live."
Todo's brother spoke up then, "He doesn't speak for all of us, Asami."
"Funny, he sounds like he does. And what do you have to say?"
"Some of them are good boys from bad situations, if you took them with you and trained them to be better, I'm sure they wouldn't let you down. They would owe you a debt for sparing them, right?"
"And you expect me to trust them?"
"If they earn it, yes. If not, you can kill them like you want, but they deserve a chance. They didn't do anything wrong except be called 'Dragons'."
"No. No more bargaining. This little merry band of misfits ends here."
Todo's brother yelled, "Be reasonable, Asami!" as he watched the guns taking aim again at the group gathered along the wall of the warehouse.
Asami said, "I am. Reason dictates I destroy you all so that you have no chance of rising against me or Takaba again. Do it," and Asami stood back and watched as now even Kirishima and Suoh had pulled out their guns and fired a few rounds into the Dragons second in command.
It look less than five minutes to dispatch them all.
Asami gave out orders, "Make sure they are all dead then take the bodies to their hangout and leave them for the police to find. Make sure those Hiroshi got out of jail are never found, like Todo. Then get this placed cleaned up. Suoh, you're in charge. Make sure they do a good job."
Suoh answered, "Yes, Boss."
Asami turned to Kirishima and said, "Let's go, Kirishima. Get me an update from Kunihara and Masaki," and Asami made his way out of the warehouse and into the back of the waiting limo.
Kirishima sent the text to the guards, 'Asami wants an update.' He then slid into the driver seat and started the car. He asked, "Where to, Boss."
"Let's go check out those houses you selected," and he pulled out the files, giving Kirishima the first address.
When Kirishima's phone buzzed, he stopped the car to check the message. Reading Takaba was fine and resting, Kirishima relayed the message to Asami before driving off again.
xxxxx
The two-hour ride gave Asami time to look over the files on Kunihara and Masaki and come to his decision. Once Akihito was released from the hospital, they would be assigned to watch over him. They would be his drivers, chaperones, and guards, no matter how much of a fuss he put up.
Next he took a look at the files Kirishima had given him. He signed those needing his signature and studied those needing a decision on how to proceed from him. He jotted instructions on the insides of the folders and placed them back in his case.
Last, he pulled out the files on the homes Kirishima had located, first looking through the one they were currently heading to now. There were four bedrooms, three baths, on two floors. There was a spacious kitchen and living room and a big, grassy backyard. The master bedroom was huge and had its own full bathroom, equipped with a Jacuzzi tub and marble fixtures.
The other three bedrooms were of good to modest size, the smallest one the perfect size for Akihito to turn into a work room. There wasn't, however, an extra room to make into an office for Asami,
He decided to see the house anyway, maybe he could add an office on. He pulled out the next file and looked through it. Although the backyard was a decent enough size, the house and rooms looked too small for Asami's taste, and he immediately eliminated that one from the list.
The next house had potential. The rooms were a good size. The backyard was big and shaded by cherry blossom trees along the back of the property. There were workrooms for both Akihito and himself, plus a room for the children to play in. The house had three floors with a four car garage, meaning Asami could keep his favorite vehicles at his disposal, instead of in the garage at the penthouse. There were even apartments over the garage that could be used by Kirishima, Suoh, Kunihara, and Masaki. It seemed the perfect yakuza residence.
Asami moved the house to the top of the list and pulled out the next file. He saw immediately that the backyard was smaller than he wanted it to be and he put the folder back in the case and pulled out the last file.
This house also had potential. There were enough bedrooms, five actually, two bathrooms, though neither was in the master bedroom, and a study, which Asami could turn into an office. The kitchen was new and came equipped with the latest appliances. There was a laundry room that had a door which led to a patio with clothes lines hung that didn't take away from the size of the backyard, which already had a durable children's play set, which looked new itself. Asami smirked to himself, already able to hear Akihito complaining about the size of the place and how much he would have to clean. He moved this house to the top of the list instead.
Having narrowed the search to three houses, Asami sat back to think and watch the scenery go by. For some reason, he was haunted by the look he saw in Akihito's eyes when he had asked him not to leave without letting him know. What was that exactly? Why show him that look at that moment? Was it unintended? Asami had thought he knew all of Akihito's faces, but that one was new. It looked tormented and sad. Like he wasn't sure Asami would come back if he were to leave without telling him.
The repercussions of him discarding Akihito were still presenting themselves and Asami realized that the look he saw in Akihito's eyes was one of them. Something else he knew he should atone for. Accepting his family was the start, this house the next step, and moving forward, making sure to always protect those that he cherished.
When Kirishima tapped the glass to signal they were approaching the first house, Asami paid attention to the neighborhood they were entering. The house was on a tree-lined street. He saw several children playing outside as well as people walking with strollers. As they stopped in front of the house, the realtor pulled up to greet them.
Asami exited the car and took a look around before he followed the realtor into the house to look inside. Once inside, the realtor introduced himself and began going over the finer points of the house. Asami left Kirishima with the realtor and went to explore. The house felt smaller than it looked in the photos, meaning once the furniture was in place, it would probably feel cramped. He met back up with Kirishima and said, "This won't do." He turned to the realtor and said, "It seems I have wasted your time. This isn't what I'm looking for," and he headed out the front door back to the limo.
Kirishima made his apologies and followed after his boss.
Asami gave Kirishima the other two files and told him to have the realtors meet them. He then sat back for the half-hour drive to the next house.
xxxxx
Akihito lay exhausted, having completed his first physical therapy session and the burning in his leg, had made him irritable. He refused his dinner and his pain medication, as the morphine pump had been removed at the request of the therapist.
When Kunihara stuck his head in the room to check on Akihito, he noticed the untouched food. The guard came into the room and asked,"Is everything alright, Takaba? You should eat your food if you want to get your strength back."
Akihito scowled up at him and answered, "I don't want it, it tastes like garbage."
"If you don't eat, I'll have to report it to Boss Asami."
"Report away. Where is he anyway?"
"The Boss had business to attend to, Takaba. He said he would return when he was done."
"Well, when you 'report' that I haven't eaten this slope, tell him to bring me something good to eat. And when can I get out of here?"
"You seem out of sorts, Takaba. Can I do anything for you or get you something?" Kunihara asked.
"I hurt, I'm bored, and I'm over this whole décor. I want to go home, Kunihara, I don't think you can do anything about that."
"No, I can't. Besides, you need to heal more before you can leave. I think the Boss said two weeks, at least."
"Two weeks! Seriously! Ugh, just shoot me now, oh wait, somebody already did. Which reminds me, did Kirishima tell you why he wanted you to follow me? Asami said he didn't tell him to do it."
Kunihara said, "He didn't give a reason, just told us to follow you if you left and to watch over your parents' house. I knew he was going against orders though."
"Wait, so you were following me from the beginning?"
"Yes, Takaba."
Akihito said under his breath, 'How the hell did I miss that? Was I really that far gone?' He said aloud, "Crap, now I really have to play nice with Kirishima. I can see it now, if I tried to thank him, he'd only say, 'I did what was in the best interest of the Boss, Takaba, I didn't do it for you', then sneer and push those damn glasses up on his nose. I would have thought he would have been glad to finally be done with 'babysitting' duties."
"You're wrong, Takaba. From the beginning Kirishima and Suoh went against Boss Asami's orders and told us to protect you as if nothing had changed."
Akihito looked dumbfounded as he said, "Kirishima, the perfect everything, disobeyed direct orders to have me watched? And lived?" He didn't even think the word 'disobey' was in the savvy secretary's vocabulary. He added, "Well, whatever the reason, glad you were there."
Before Kunihara could respond, there was a knock at the door, then Masaki stuck his head in and said, "Takaba, your friends are here to see you," and he allowed them into the hospital room.
Kunihara said, "I will go take up my post again, Takaba, and let you talk with your friends. But you should know, there are a lot of us that would give our lives for you, Takaba, whether we are ordered to or not. I think even though Kirishima likes to give you a hard time, he feels the same," and he left as the last of trio entered the room.
Akihito didn't know what to say to that. It seemed, Kirishima had made it his mission to make him feel like a nuisance. To hear otherwise, made his perception of the man change a little and clarified this morning's actions with Nurse Nami. Akihito stared after Kunihara until he left the room before he turned and greeted his friends, cheerily, glad for the distraction.
They pulled up chairs and Himeko asked, "How are you feeling Akihito?"
"Bored and Kunihara just told me I had to be here for two weeks. One of you has got to spring me from here," he said, looking from Kou to Takato.
Kou smiled at his friend and said, "You still have holes in you and you're already planning your escape? If we helped you escape, Asami'd have his men looking for you all over the city. Just stay put and heal, man. At least wait until you can run from your pursuers."
Both Takato and Himeko nodded their heads in agreement.
Akihito knew his friends were right and he finally conceded, saying, "Argh, whatever! But the minute I can stand on my own two feet and run, I'm escaping this place. So, what's been going on with you guys?"
"Work, same as always," said Kou.
Takato said, "Yeah, you haven't missed much. It's been pretty much the same routine."
"With a bit of baby drama thrown in for a little added variety," Himeko finished, taking note of the fact that Akihito's food sat uneaten. She asked, "Isn't your appetite back?"
Akihito grimaced at the food on the tray and said, "Not for this crap, it tastes like paper."
Kou asked, "You want us to go buy you something else and sneak it in?"
Akihito said, "Yes, please. I can't eat this stuff and I'm hungry."
Takato said, "We'll get you something good. Himeko, you stay and keep Akihito company."
Akihito said, "I want sushi, apricot bread, and Pocky."
"We know, we know," his friends said as they left from the room.
Himeko moved closer to Akihito and said, "You know, Aki, you've had a busier week than the three of us combined. Are you getting enough rest? Have your parents been bringing the children by?"
"It didn't get interesting until I got shot, though. Yes, I've been resting and the children have been by, but only for a couple of hours though. They're confined to the car seats so they get cranky after a while."
"It starts with a restlessness, then a whine, and then full-blown crying."
"Yes and once they reach full=blown crying, calming them takes time, since they seem to feed off the other's distress. If both my parents are here, then it's not so bad because they can hold them at the same time and they calm down faster. I still can't hold them yet, no matter how much I want to."
"And you and Asami?"
"We made up, I guess. And I'm fairly certain he likes Kiri and Kimihiko. We'll have to see if we can fall back into our routine once I'm home."
"Are you still going to have the party?"
"Well, our anniversary has passed already. It seems pointless to have it now, after everything that happened."
"You know if you need anything, you just have to ask us, right?" Himeko asked.
"I know, Himeko, and when I do, I'll let you know."
"Good enough for me. Have you caught that new variety show?"
"No, I haven't watched much TV."
"Oh, you would love it, it's hilarious." Himeko proceeded to tell him about the funnier scenes as they waited for the boys to come back with Akihito's food.
When Kou and Takato returned, Akihito was so hungry, he practically inhaled the food, nearly choking twice.
Though he was in the hospital, Akihito felt good, talking and laughing with his friends like this. It felt like a long time since he felt this carefree. They stayed until visiting hours were over, promising to bring him sushi again tomorrow.
Asami still hadn't returned when Akihito finally succumbed to sleep, no longer able to keep his heavy eyelids open.
xxxxx
Asami arrived back to the hospital, having made his decision on which house he was buying, he had Kirishima contact the lawyers to settle the paperwork and deed. He had decided to go with the more practical of the three houses, as in addition to space for his guards, it afforded a bit more privacy and security than the other two did.
Asami listened to the report from Kunihara and Masaki, before he sent them home, ordering them back in the morning,
He told Kirishima to have someone come down to relieve him and then he went into the room to see Akihito. Seeing him asleep, Asami removed his jacket and hung it on the back of the chair. He removed his tie, loosened the top three buttons on his dress shirt and rolled up his sleeves. When he turned back to the bed, Akihito was staring at him. He asked, "Did I wake you?"
Akihito said, sleepily, "Of course you did. Where were you all day?"
Asami sauntered over to the bed and said, "Business that couldn't wait. Did you behave yourself in my absence?"
"Like I had a choice. It's not like I can just get up and leave."
"Well then I guess that is a good thing," Asami said, as he leaned in to give Akihito a soft kiss on his lips, resisting the urge to deepen it. He pulled away seeing the pout on Akihito's mouth at the chaste kiss and smirked, "Did you already forget what I said earlier? Save it for when we can do it properly, Akihito."
Akihito blushed, lightly, but continued to pout, as he said, "And who did you do this past week that has you not-so-grabby, huh?"
Though he felt just as needy as Akihito, Asami teased, "Jealous?"
Akihito stared Asami in his golden eyes, and said, "Like hell, I am, bastard. W-we were broken up, anyway." Akihito turned his head away from Asami as he felt the sting of tears in his eyes. It was still a touchy subject and if Asami had been with someone else, it wasn't like he had a right to be angry about it.
Asami caressed Akihito's cheek before he took a hold of his chin to turn Akihito's head back towards him.
Looking into hurt, watery, hazel eyes, Asami said, "I was only teasing, Akihito. There was no one else, unless you want to be jealous of my own hand."
"Like you would ever. You could have had anyone this past week."
"I didn't want just anyone, Akihito. I wanted the boy who hurt me, though I tried like hell to deny that fact."
"Kirishima said that you actually got drunk."
"I wanted to stay that way, to dull the pain and banish the memories, but the hangover wasn't worth it. So, when I finally have you again, Akihito, I plan to make you take responsibility for all the drunken things I said and did in an effort to forget you."
Akihito said, "You can never forget me, Asami."
Asami agreed whole-heartedly, but he didn't voice his agreement. Instead, against his better judgment, he leaned in and took Akihito's lips in a passionate and meaningful kiss, which Asami still didn't let linger. It had been close to two weeks since Asami had felt the pleasures of Akihito's flesh, not counting his boy's punishment last week, and his control was slipping fast. He took a step back from the bed and Akihito, and breathed.
Akihito also struggled for control, though his failure of such, was evident in the tent over his manhood, further tempting the crime lord and causing his boy to turn crimson from his neck to the roots of his hair.
Asami fought for control over his body, as he stiffened at the erotic sight. He reminded himself that Akihito was injured before he moved closer to the bed. Looking from those hazel eyes to that hardened cock standing at attention, Asami asked, "Should I help you with this?" before he reached under the sheet and grasped his cock in his long, lean fingers and began to pump.
"Ah! W-wait Asami," Akihito said before he grabbed Asami's hand to stop it from moving up and down on his shaft. Injured or not, Akihito didn't think he would be able to stop himself if the crime lord went any further. He continued, "We should wait like you said earlier."
Asami pressed his thumb over the slit on his tip and said, "This doesn't seem to want to wait."
"Mm! W-we should stop now, hah, A-Asami," Akihito moaned as Asami resumed pumping his cock, slowly, though he didn't really want the man to stop. The heat generated from his touch was spreading deliciously throughout Akihito's deprived body. He was so close.
Asami pumped faster, sending Akihito over the edge.
"AAAHHH!" Akihito moaned as he came in Asami's hand.
Asami licked the cum from his hand as he smirked and said, "That was fast."
Akihito blushed deeper as he replied, "Sh-shut up! It's been over a week."
"You didn't touch yourself at all this past week?"
"Of-of course not, you bastard. I was too depressed." Akihito said, trying not to look as needy as he sounded. That wasn't enough, not by a long shot, but anymore could prove troubling to his recovery. A look too full of lust and wanting, could have him flipped over and jammed up by Asami before he knew what hit him,
Asami struggled for control. The expression on Akihito's face, as he tried to not look like he wanted Asami to continue, the sexiest and most erotic the crime lord had seen to date. It took everything, everything, Asami knew about control to not climb up on that too small bed and fuck Akihito until he couldn't move.
Akihito watched the struggle, that mirrored his own, play out on Asami's face, until he finally turned from the bed and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.
Asami stood at the sink, poised to wash the remaining cum from his hand. Instead, he unbuttoned his trousers, and using the same hand he had used to jack off Akihito, took hold of his own cock and proceeded to rub one out. Even in hospital garb, Akihito looked delicious. None of his control techniques worked, this was the only solution available that would keep him from jumping the injured Akihito's bones.
Akihito was struck speechless by what he heard on the other side of the bathroom door. Was Asami really...? Akihito couldn't even form the thought in his head, it seemed so unlikely. It had to be because he was injured. Was Asami really serious about that? Was he truly going to have to wait two whole weeks after that prelude just now? At the moment, Akihito didn't give a damn about his injuries, he was fucking horny, dammit. Did Asami really grow a fucking conscious in the past week? And then he heard it, 'Da-damn brat', followed by a guttural grunt marking Asami's completion, and he turned deep crimson again.
It took Asami five minutes to reach orgasm. Control was NEVER an issue until he met that damn sexy brat laying helpless in the hospital bed on the opposite side of the bathroom door. His reaction to the hand job was intoxicating. He missed his kitten more than he realized in that moment and had he not been injured, he would have been planted firmly beneath him until the sun came up.
He knew Akihito could hear him moaning in the bathroom and as he came, he made sure the brat knew it was his fault he was in that state, "Da-damn brat! MNGH!"
When Asami walked out of the bathroom, he looked calm and composed, smirking when he saw the look on Akihito's face.
Akihito tried to compose himself, but failed as he sputtered, "B-bastard! What the fuck was that, huh!? I'm right here!"
Asami looked into hazel eyes, filled with angry desire, and said, "You're hurt. I told you..."
"I know what you told me asshole, but after hearing THAT, you expect to leave me in this state for two weeks?"
"Punishment for not paying attention and getting shot in the first place."
"Screw you, go home!"
"I will not. Scoot over."
"Uh-uh, you can't sleep next to me. I'm mad at you."
Asami ignored Akihito and climbed in the bed next to him, causing him to scoot over involuntarily. Asami, smirking, said, "Now go to sleep. I've had a long day and I'm exhausted."
Akihito said, under his breath, "Like I give a shit." He turned his head to look the crime lord in his eyes, and seeing the precarious way he was on the edge of the bed said, "Well, it you won't get up, at least make yourself more comfortable, geez."
"Then come lay in my arms, Akihito," Asami said, adjusting himself so that Akihito was laying snuggled in his arms. He lightly kissed his boy on the forehead, before settling to sleep.
Akihito listened as Asami's breathing grew even and knew he had fallen asleep. He didn't sleep, though, not a wink. Laying in Asami's arms and left wanting had made him antsy. The way he was laying, he couldn't reach his own cock to rub one out, otherwise Asami would know immediately. His dick was painfully hard and all his thoughts kept going back to that fact, so trying to psych himself out, so it would go down didn't work either. So he lay awake for hours, until his eyes were just too tired to stay open any longer, and then he had the most amazing, and come morning he would find the most embarrassing, wet dream.
A/N: Thank your for your patience and for reading this chapter. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!
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