The dead and the dying lay on the ground all around him. He paid them no mind as none were his. Raiding the house and the grounds had been a rather easy task. Though there were many guards that were we'll armed, they were nothing but bunch of I'll trained lackies. A bullet passed through his target's head. Blood and brain matter splattered along the wall. He placed his gun back into it's holster beneath his suit jacket.

"Sir, everyone is accounted for except for Ito Is I and his wife Ito Aiya. It seems there escaped sometime late last night. We have discovered the passage they used. I have ordered for an investigation into where they may have gone."

"They knew we were coming?"

"No. Seems Ito Is I has some enemies other than us. Threats were made agents him and his wife."

"Contact these enemies. Let them know I will be dealing with Ito Isi and won't take kindly to any interference." Asami pulled out a cigarette and Kirishima stepped forward to light it. "Are there any survivors?"

"Yes, Sir. I've already ordered them to be taken to warehouse five."

"Good." He and his two most trusted men made their way through the home. It was an old traditional home and quite large. 'Did Akihito really clean this place all by himself everyday?'

The home was actually really beautiful though decorated in a taste that was more expensive then tasteful. His beloved Angel had lived here for five years, gave birth to their son here. It should have been a happy place for the two of them, but instead it had been hell on Earth. They located Ryuji's room. It was filled with toys that looked barely used. Books lined shelves and looked to be just as unused. These were things bought by Ito Aiya, Ryuji's grandmother. He remembered his son mentioning that his grandmother had dotted on him but Ryu hadn't cared for the woman. "Kirishima, have someone pack up all the toys and books in this room. Have it all donated to an orphanage in need. Also have someone pack up the clothes and send them to the orphanage."

They moved on to the rest of the house. Room after room, yet he could not find a trace of Akihito anywhere. It wasn't until they reached the kitchen that they found something. He, Kirishima, and Suoh now stood in what had been a kitchen pantry turned into a bedroom. Well it was more, there were no words to describe it. He wanted to kill something or rather someone. How could someone be made to live like this. For a bed all Akihito had been given was two thin blankets, one to sleep on and the other to cover himself. No pillow was found in the room. The door to the room was heavy and had solid metal locks. It had taken all three of them to brake it down. There were no windows. One side of the room was a makeshift bathroom. In the corner was one of those toilet sinks you would find in a prison. Next to that was a little drain in the for, above was a hole. There was one knob on the wall, when he turned it ice cold water cascaded down from the hole. "Sir, we found a building just off from the house. Its slightly hidden. We have not gone inside yet." The man bowed then led them to the building in question.

This door was even heavier then the one to Akihito's room. In the end they had to brake the hinges off with a blowtorch. Inside there were two rooms. One was obviously a cell. There was one tiny window with bars, which was odd since nothing bigger than a cat could get through the window. There were chains everywhere. Attached to the walls, ceiling, and floor. This was the room where Akihito spent all those business trips. Most recently he had spent a whole year in this dark, cold, dirty, stinking cell. He'd been here during Ryuji's fourth birthday. It must have torn at his Angel to know he couldn't spend that special day with his son. Couldn't even get him a gift because he was being denied the right to his own son.

The room next to it was even worse. It looked like a twisted version of his play room at home. His expertise identified this room being put together either by amateurs or those who just didn't care. If he was correct then it was a mixture of both. Either way, they had no business using any of the stuff in here. As he walked around the room, it looked more and more like a torture chamber. He was sure that's how Akihito felt every time he came in here, every minute he spent in here.

He lit another cigarette as he stood surveying one of the walls. In his irritation he ended up going through two more in mater of only a few minutes. He turned to survey the rest of the room. It wasn't very clean. He noticed red stains throughout the room. He examined them closely. Just like he thought, blood. Blood on the floor. Blood on tables with straps. Blood on the walls. Blood on the various implements. Nothing in this room had been had been taking care of. It was no wonder the boy's wounds had been infected. On his way out he took a good look at the electrical equipment. Those also had been used on his Angel.

*VF*

Ito Isi's office was tacky to say the least. 'Who needed a desk with gold inlays? And why so big? Perhaps Ito was compensating for something? Though I have one that's bigger, but its never empty. Always covered in paper work. Though seven years ago I had a smaller one.' Asami smirked as he thought about the reason for getting a bigger desk. Kirishima's voice broke him out of his thoughts.

"Sir, we've found something you'll want to see." Kirishima handed over a stack of photographs.

Each photograph showed Akihito in various states of dressed and not always conscious. In some he was being beaten others showed him being raped. Some of the photos showed a young Akihito, those were dated just a few months before they met for the first time seven years ago. "Kirishima, I thought you said there were no signs of Akihito being abused when he was younger."

"There wasn't Sir."

Asami's heart nearly stopped when he got to the pictures of Ryuji. Thankfully, nothing other than the image of his son greeted him. Was this the danger Ryu had been facing, and why Akihito suddenly ran away? "Sir there's videos as well."

*VF*

After the discovery of the photos and videos, he and his men had left the Ito home and headed to the warehouse to interrogate the captured guards. It had been intense. In the end none of them knew anything of use. Frustrated, he had left Suoh and few men at the warehouse to clean up the mess, and dispose of what needed to be disposed of. Asami then had Kirishima drive him back to Sion. Once locked in his office alone, he poured himself a drink. After numbing himself to hopefully lesson the reality to what he was about to see o the videos found in Ito's office.

Now he sat in a leather arm chair, with smoke from his cigarette billowing around his head. On the bed before him lay Akihito. As the boy slept, evey so often he would flinch and cry out. He was having a another nightmare. Putting out his cigarette, he stood and made his way to the bed. He pulled Akihito into his arms and held him tight. The boy quickly calmed and settled into a deep peaceful sleep.

Sleep would not come that night morning for Asami. Every time his eyes closed, all he could see was Akihito's suffering at the hands of those filthy scumbags. Sitting he rested Akihito's head in his lap and lit another cigarette. He ran his fingers through soft blond hair. "Never again will you suffer like that, Akihito. I will protect both you and our son and any children we have in the future." Asami vowed.

He kissed Akihito's head. "I love you Akihito. I always have and always will. Long past the ends of eternity, I will love you." Small arms wrapped tightly around him, startling Asami. He looked down to see hazel eyes gazing up at him. A soft hand cupped his cheek.

"I love you two, Ryuichi. Long past the ends of eternity, I will love you."

Akihito moved a and brought their lips together. The kiss was sweet was sweet, gentle, and deep. He removed his clothing in movements. Asami's robe was moved much slower. He parted the sides and ran his hands over the skin he found there. Akihito's lips trailed down his jaw to his neck. Akihito stopped there to suck and bite, he was sure to leave a mark. Asami didn't stop the boy, he simply let the boy do as he pleased. It was rare for Akihito to ever make the first move, and Asami loved to be in control. Akihito moved down to his collar bone. Asami flinched at a particular sharp bite.

A gentle tongue flicked at his right nipple then the left. Asami settled in, knowing how his boy loved his nipples. Asami didn't find any pleasure in having his nipples played with, but Akihito loved it. It didn't matter if it were his own or Asami's, but nipple play of any kind drove the boy nuts. As evidenced by the leaking hard cock he was currently stroking. A moan was breathed out over his nipple. "Assssamiiiiii…"

Akihito began to suckle his left in earnest. The left had always been his favourite. The boy confessed that it was because that was the aide Asami's heart was on. Asami ran his hand through the blond hair. Hazel eyes looked up at him, they were glazed with desire. He was so beautiful and utterly adorable. Asami stroked the boy harder and his moaning increased then a shudder ran through his body. Asami placed a kiss to Akihito's hair and stroked his back soothingly. "Good boy, good boy."

"Asami…." The boy moved farther down. Warm wetness engulfed his semi hard cock. Asami bit back a moan. Akihito had always been really good with his mouth, and soon Asami was fully hard and panting. But no matter how good his boy was, Asami would never come this way. He pulled the boy away and brought him to sit on his lap. His eyes were still glazed with lust and his lips were swollen and moist. "Asamii…. Please…."

"Please what, Akihito?"

"Please, I want you to c- cum in my mouth."

Asami's blood pumped hard in his vains. "You want me in your pretty little mouth, Akihito?" The boy nodded. "You want me to ram my cock down your beautiful little throat?" Again, Akihito nodded. "You want my cum filling your stomach?"

"Yes, please!"

"Then show me that you want it Akihito."

The boy knelt before Asami. He placed his hands behind him on the bed, thrusting his chest out. He speed his knees wide apart, displaying his hard dripping cock and tight balls to Asami's gaze. "Please, Ryu-sama. Please fuck my pretty little mouth and cum down my throat. Please Ryu-sama."

A deep growl escaped Asami. He grabbed ahold of the boy and kissed him hungrily. Picking up Akihito, Asami made his way to the secret room. He set the boy down the pressed gently but firmly on his shoulder 'till the boy knelt. Asami had Akihito assume the same position he had before. Asami then placed soft leather cuffs around Akihito's wrists and ankles, chaining them together to prevent movement. He placed a soft leather cock ring on the boy's penis, causing a slight whimper to come from the boy. Asami stood before the boy. "Are you sure about this Akihito?"

"Yes Ryu-sama."

"Open your mouth, Akihito." Akihito complied and Asami grabbed ahold of the boy's head and shoved his cock into Akihito's mouth and down his throat. Akihito gagged but Asami gave him no mercy. Asami held Akihito still as thrusted in and out, the boy continued to gag but he showed no sign of distress. Asami pulled himself free and let the boy breath. He massaged Akihito's throat to help it relax, then pressed a kiss to the boy's temple. "Good boy. Your doing so well." This time when he entered there was no gagging. When he finally came, Akihito drank it all down eagerly.

He unchained Akihito and placed him laying down on his back. He sat next to the boy then leaned over him. He brushed the boy's hair back. "How are you, Akihito?"

"Fine. Thank you Ryu-sama." Asami smiled and placed a kiss to Akihito's lips.

"It's your turn to cum Akihito."

"No!" The boy sat up and backed away from Asami. "Not 't- 'till your- your in- inside of, of m- me."

"Alright Akihito." He staged Akihito back down by his ankle. He placed the boy's legs over his shoulders then bent to lap at Akihito's balls. The boy moaned. He pushed the boy's legs closer to the boy's chest and had Akihito hold them in place. Asami bent further but kept eye contact with his little angel. His tongue snaked out to lap gently at the entrance of his boy.

Asami slowly worked lubed fingers into the boy. The air was filled with Akihito's moans and sighs. Once Akihito was stretched to Asami's liking, he positioned himself against the boy and slammed home. Akihito let out a scream. Asami stopped, worried, but Akihito only begged for more. So more Asami gave. He had Akihito let go of his legs and let them rest on his shoulders. When he sensed that he was close, he released Akihito's cock ring. Together they came.

He went to pull himself free of Akihito's body but muscles clamped down tightly on him. "Please, not yet Ryu-sama." Akihito wrapped his arms around him.

"Alright, Akihito." He rolled over onto his back, placing Akihito on top his chest. When the boy fell asleep, he tried to extract himself again. This caused the boy to wake in a state of panic.

"No, please! Don't leave me!" Sobs shook the boy. "Don't leave me! Please! I don't want it to come out. It marks me as yours! I'm yours aren't I?"

"Yes Akihito, you are mine." He stroked the boy's back in soothing circles. Once he was asleep again, Asami pulled the covers over them both. Not long afterwards, he too was asleep, cock still buried deep inside of Akihito.