*I'm not all that happy with this chapter, but anyway, moving the story along.

Chapter 10

Sudoh Shuu was not (repeat) WAS NOT the type of man to allow Asami to be stolen away from him by that kid, Akihito. If he was, he'd be enjoying his nice life, drinking vodka martinis and partying, while the rest of the world worked real hard for a living, not that he didn't work hard, he just didn't work as hard as the rest of the world.

As he did his 5th line (not that anyone was counting) of cocaine in the hospital bathroom he pondered what Asami saw in that cheeky little punk. Rumor had it that Asami was holding court in the hospital, watching over the brat, while leaving the running of Sion Corporation to Kirishima. That little horror would have to be stopped, if he had anything to say about it.

Asami needed to wake up and smell the coffee, and if it meant doing something dastardly to get the job done, he was prepared to do it. The cocaine told him too, because cocaine always has something to say and many ways to say it.

He wished he had a handlebar mustache, so he could twirl the ends and grin menacingly. But all he had were vials of morphine and one seriously ugly nurse's outfit stolen from some nurse's locker, although on him he thought it looked radiant. Never mind he could have stolen a male nurse's outfit, it just never occurred to him.

As he powdered his nose (and not with cocaine) and slicked on bright pink lip gloss and donned a black wig, he stepped back and admired his visage. As a girl, he looked stunning, even while overlooking the slightly ripped pantyhose, the lipstick glob on his teeth and the shadow of stubble of his chin. Not to mention the fact he had no boobs…..he had ignored that little detail. Oops.

Clutching the morphine in his pocket, those little vials of death and adjusting his fake I.D. tag, he left the men's bathroom only to be confronted by a tall gentlemen coming in. He should have used the girl's bathroom, but he hadn't planned that far ahead, another small detailed he ignored.

"Wrong bathroom, miss." He said, and his eyes flipped up and down, taking in Sudoh's feminine physic (minus boobs) which didn't seem to temper tall man's horniness whatsoever, judging by that lust filled gaze. Pervert.

"Yes, uh...I'm new here." Sudoh explained, trying to look coy, but only managing to look confused and depressed. "I'm sorry."

"I thought I hadn't seen you around before. I'm sure I would remember you. What is your name?" Tall man asked as he moved forward a little, into Sudoh's personal space. Sudoh turned his head, as the man had seriously evil breath. Someone had been eating shrimp chips.

"I'm Asami Chou." He said, in a high voice that hurt his throat. Never mind he used Asami's name for his I.D. along with a more feminine name. He was entitled to it, since Asami was going to marry him once he removed the brat from the picture. He had practiced writing his name over and over in his little notebook until it looked so perfect that he wanted to hang it on the wall. Asami Shuu, Asami Shuu, Asami Shuu…..it almost tripped off his tongue when he said it out loud, Asami Shuu. It had a nice ring to it.

"Oh, nice to meet you, I'm Dr. Blah Blah…." Sudoh's mind wandered and he wasn't listening to Dr. Blah Blah. He was dreaming out Asami and him becoming one. A wedding so beautiful that even the Prince of Wales would be jealous, him and that….that…commoner he married. He'd be wearing a white kimono, and Asami would wear a morning coat with a gray ascot, and he'd be so handsome, that even the priest would forget his lines and drool over the man that would be his husband. (Never mind that two men couldn't marry in Japan, but that didn't seem to matter in his coke filled mind at the moment.)

"….and I'm the head of pediatrics." Dr. Blah Blah finished and checked his watch. "Oh…I'm sorry, but I have to cut this conversation short." He took Sudoh's hand and Sudoh had to fight the urge to shudder at his touch. "Welcome to the staff, if you have any questions you know where to find me." He said, and Dr. Blah Blah went off to cure cancer or deliver babies or whatever he did on a daily basis.

Taking a deep cleaning breath after that encounter (because he'd been holding it while Dr. Blah Blah blasted him with his nasty breath), he fought the urge to sneak around like a ninja and just walked casually, like he was supposed to be there. Sudoh found Akihito's room easily, as Suoh the best bodyguard in the universe was standing at the door, looking like a Greek statue, except with more clothing.

Where was Asami? He wondered, but knew if he asked it would set off the alarm bells in the Greek statue, who would probably pull a sword out of his pants and say This is Sparta before pushing Sudoh to the ground and gutting him with a sick visceral sound. Yeah, let's not alarm the bodyguard.

"Oh, hello, does Takaba-san have a visitor?" Sudoh asked, in a high voice, trying to sound very girly and succeeding, almost too well. "I need to change his catheter bag." That always worked, no one wanted to hang around for that. Somehow a big bag of urine always turned people's stomachs, unless you were someone that was into that whole golden shower thing.

"Yes. He's sleeping, I think. Go on in." Best bodyguard in the universe, you need your eyes checked and maybe glasses. Then you could be twinsies with Kirishima.

"Thank you, I'll be quiet as a mouse." He said, and pushed the door in and was greeted with a very sleepy Akihito, looking like a very sleepy kitten underneath the blankets.

"Sleepy Akihito?" He whispered into Akihito's ear. Akihito stirred a little and groaned.

That surprised groan sounded familiar. He first heard it when Sakagaki touched Akihito in the shower at the gym lewdly and Akihito had protested loudly, his voice echoing through the bathroom. It was the nail in the boy's coffin, to see him struggling and complaining. He already knew that Asami was using the boy as a fuck toy. But when he saw the cute boy struggling helplessly, he knew why Asami was so smitten. He was beautiful in his naivety, in his pure coy self. It wouldn't take long for Asami to lose his heart over such a boy. It was then that the wheels started turning in Sudoh's head.

Asami had to know how much trouble the boy could be…and he had succeeded in his plan, almost. They had parted, and then….Akihito came home, and it all started again. This time, there would be no coming back as there was no coming back from the dead. Then, Sudoh could take his place where he was supposed to be, at Asami's side.

His evil plan in his mind, he fought the urge to panic. He was nervous that another nurse could come in at any moment. It was probably not a good idea to do all that coke before the job, it had made him jumpy. First things first, he adjusted the settings on Akihito's monitor, so no one could hear the alarm. It was easy enough to do. But with shaking hands, he carefully filled the syringe full of morphine and injected it into Akihito's I.V. followed by another syringe full, enough to kill an elephant, he was sure. He watched the I.V. drip death into Akihito's veins, one trickle at a time. It was soothing almost, to think something so innocent, something used to heal, was now being used to kill. He broke out in a grin. The things he would do for Asami's love. "Oh Akihito, I would so enjoy the look on their faces when they discover your lifeless body. I wonder, will Asami cry? I will be sure to comfort him, in your absence."

"Huh?" Akihito said suddenly, his voice barely a whisper. He was vaguely aware of someone in the room, and it was probably Asami coming in to fondle him in his sleep. He wouldn't put it past the bastard. "Asami?"

"No…not Asami. Don't you recognize me? Oh, maybe it's the outfit." His body loomed over Akihito's drowsy and confused face, which lit up unexpectedly in recognition. Recognition and fear.

"Su…doh-san? Why do I feel so weird?" He felt wobbly and woozy like he'd taken some of that nasty cold medicine that didn't work and only gives you medicine head.

"I'm here to make you cry." Sudoh whispered menacingly. "It's easy enough to do."

"Huh?" He said again and managed to open both his eyes, wide. "What…what..did you do?"

"A nice overdose of morphine, sleepy, sleepy baby. Shall I sing you a lullaby…while you die?" He whispered into Akihito's ear, and Akihito shuddered with cold, as he felt his heart rate lower perceptibly.

"Su…" He tried to yell for Suoh, but Sudoh clamped a hand over his mouth.

"None of that. Oh, I so wish to be here when the lights go out of those fierce eyes that Asami loves so much. So much that he ignores everyone else…but that's all over. I will be here. He will drown in my love."

Akihito shook his head, trying to remove the hand over his mouth which tasted of cocaine and makeup. Now he realized why Sudoh was acting…so weird. He bit the hand weakly which only brought a chuckle from Sudoh's pink glossed lips. "Nice try, little Akihito. Oh…you look so sleepy. Just lay your head back and relax. Good boy."

Akihito tried to raise his hand to push Sudoh away, but it fell back to the bed with a thud. His lips felt numb as he tried to yell, but couldn't get his tongue to stop swelling, at least that is what it felt like. Sudoh watched Akihito's eyes flutter as he was rode the wave of drug-induced coma like dreams, his breathing now faint and becoming more and more uneven.

How he wished he could inject himself in his dreams, just to torture him a little more. "Good night, little boy. Have pleasant dreams." He said in his parting words, which to his ears sounded poetic in their finality. If Akihito heard him and appreciated his little elegy, he didn't know.

The monitor starting flashing, but no one came, no one would notice, until it was too late. Akihito stirred, shivering slightly and frustratingly nauseous, like he'd eaten bad sushi. Was he really going to die? Like this? He fought to call out, but only managed a faint whisper. "I'm not going now." He said, and yanked at the I.V. in his arm, feeling the blood and cold liquid liquid run down his arm. And before he passed out completely, he thought he saw Keir, calling to him, reassuring him it would be all right.

It will all be okay, Akihito. I'm here, I won't let you fall.