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Warning: Lengthy chapter, full of OOC'ness.
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Chapter 11-Epilogue
Coming up on a year to the day that Asami and Akihito got back together after the debacle with the twins and Akihito was trying to plan another anniversary party. Trying, because with the twins now walking, they were into everything and every time they got quiet, Akihito had to stop his planning and go see what they were doing.
Asami and all his men doted on the twins, much to Akihito's surprise and amusement. He kept a camera in every room for those moments when he would catch the men with jackets off, sleeves rolled to their elbows, and knee-deep in 'baby'. He had already filled a fifty-page photo album and was a quarter of the way through a hundred page one. It was amazing the effect babies had on even the most stoic of men.
Akihito became fast friends with the other young mothers in the neighborhood because he knew nothing about raising children and, for once, Asami knew even less. Though he brought and borrowed books, nothing in them compared to the real experiences of raising twins and with his mother so far away, Akihito knew he needed women close that knew what they were doing when things got dicey.
For the women, the novelty of a house full of men raising a set of twins on their own was something new and too tempting to resist and they had practically jumped at the chance to welcome Akihito into their circle.
For the first few months, Akihito had done work close to home. He took family portraits for his neighbors in the beginning, venturing out little by little to get the lay of the neighborhood, the general area, then Kofu as a whole. He later got a job at the newspaper, taking human interest and VIP pictures, adamantly staying away from crime journalism for fear of his children getting swept up in one of his messes.
Of course, this made Asami ecstatic, as he had been trying to get his boy to stop putting himself in danger for years.
But, as far as Akihito was concerned, he lived with the most dangerous man in Kofu, if the gossip on the criminal element from the women and newspapers were anything to go by. Why bother to stir up trouble from little fish and get people disappeared if he didn't have to. Though sometimes he did miss the adrenaline rush from being chased, the twins more than made up for it when they attempted something new and his heart would stop for a moment in anticipation of seeing if they succeeded or failed in their attempts.
Besides, it was nice not being the 'dame-in-distress' for once, always needing his ass saved from someone, literally.
As the twins began to walk their way around the house, Asami and Kirishima, fearing injuries, had put gates up throughout to stop the little busy bodies from going where they shouldn't or tumbling down the stairs, which made traversing the house difficult at times. Despite that, Akihito had been glad for their thoughtfulness as the twins were constantly drawn to the stairs. Asami had also carpeted the entire house with thick, plush carpet and extra padding, to cushion their falls.
Akihito remembered the trigger like it was yesterday.
Kiri and Kimihiko, together, were walking at ten and a half months old. Not more than three weeks after that, they decided, through what Akihito was sure was twin toddler telepathy, to attempt the long, pretty staircase in the hall. They waited until Akihito went upstairs to get something, then up they started.
Akihito came out of the room and headed back down the stairs as Asami came in and both witnessed them trying to get to the fourth step.
Akihito dashed down the stairs as Kiri came up on her pudgy, little feet, looked up at him, and started to fall backwards. Quick as lightning, Asami was behind her to catch her, just as Kimihiko turned his head to see what happened to his sibling, lost his balance, and fell backwards, as well.
Akihito watched, in utter fear, as his babies took their first major tumble and him not able to save them, and his heart stopped. His eyes grew big as he saw Asami catch them both and he screamed in sheer relief. Adrenaline made his entire body pound against itself as he tripped his way down the remaining stairs, almost falling himself. At the bottom, he slumped to sit on the second to last step and looked dazed, dilated, eyes on Asami. He tried to form the words 'thank you', but with his body still pounding, it made thought and speech difficult. That and the fact that he was feeling a bit delirious because Asami had appeared just in time to save them.
When Akihito was able to speak, his first words were, "How can you move so fast?", then he blushed slightly, as he said, "Sorry. Thank you. I didn't think I was gone that long."
"Fast little brats, aren't they?" Asami asked as the twins cooed and snickered in his arms, as if nothing had happened. "Are you okay?"
Akihito nodded his head slowly as his eyes fell on the two that had just caused so much stress. The little daredevils didn't even seem fazed.
Now they wanted out of Asami's grasp and began squirming about. Asami gave each of them a stern look, stopping the movement immediately, and said, "You both just took ten years off of me and papa's lives, little ones. No stairs." He set them down then pulled out his phone to call Kirishima. "I need sturdy gates to keep the twins from wandering places they shouldn't first thing in the morning."
"Yes, Boss. Is everything alright, sir?"
"The twins nearly took a tumble down the stairs. They're fine. Poor Akihito is a bit worse for wear," he smiled to Akihito to reassure him all was well.
Kirishima said, hurriedly into the phone, "Boss, I'm on my way to the store now. They will be installed as soon as I return."
Asami chuckled, as he said, "Well, take Suoh and Kunihara with you. I think we are going to need quite a few gates."
Kirishima said, "Yes, Boss," and heard the call disconnect.
Akihito, still not used to the sound of Asami's true laughter, said, "Kirishima to the rescue, huh? He's going out to get gates at this hour?"
Asami took hold of Akihito's hand to pull him up and said, "Don't underestimate the power of an over-protective god-father. And those other two, with the secretaries cooing over pictures all over the office, would go to the abyss and back for those twins. So much fuss, for such tiny creatures." The corner of Asami's mouth turned up, as he gave Akihito a half-grin, before pulling him closer to claim his mouth in a welcoming kiss. "I'm home."
Akihito locked his arms around Asami's neck and said, "Welcome home. Your timing was perfect. Thank you again. And don't act like you wouldn't do the same for them, as well," and Akihito pulled him down for another quick kiss. Then he pulled away and listened. "They're quiet. Let go,"
Asami and Akihito walked into the living room to see Kiri and Kimihiko curled up together asleep on a pillow on the floor.
Akihito breathed an audible sigh of relief and remarked, "Lately, they seem to fall right to sleep as soon as you come home. I have been trying to get them down since ten o'clock. Now here it is, almost two in the morning, and they're sound asleep. It's been like this all week." Akihito looked up at Asami suspiciously and said, "They sense something I don't. What are you up to in Shinjuku and Tokyo, lately?"
"What is that look for, Akihito? Are you concerned for my safety? I'm not doing anything different than I normally do."
Akihito glared hazel eyes at Asami and said, "That's what I'm afraid of. Help me get them to bed." He picked up the camera and snapped a few pictures of them sleeping and Asami taking up Kimihiko, before he put the camera down and took up Kiri in his arms. They were placed in their own cribs, though Akihito hated to separate them, and left to sleep peacefully. He checked the baby monitor, turned off the light, and shut the door.
Akihito turned to go clean up the tornado in the living room and was pulled into his and Asami's bedroom instead. He immediately protested, "Oi, oi, oi! What are you doing, bastard? You need to eat and I need to clean up the mess they made in the living room."
"Shh, you'll wake them if you are too loud," Asami said before his lips came down to kiss Akihito's again.
Akihito tried to push him away, but Asami's iron grip kept him in place. When the kiss ended, Akihito said, "And Kirishima could be back at any minute."
Asami paid the words no mind as he moved to nibble at Akihito's neck.
Akihito tried to be insistent, as he said, "Hey, did... Ahh! Stop It, Asami! Did you hear what I just said."
Asami was deaf to all protests, as he continued to rain kisses on Akihito's lips, neck, and now, upper body, as he had ripped the neckline of Akihito's t-shirt open. After the stair incident, he was in dire need of some stress relief, and Akihito was still the preferred method.
Akihito's protests didn't last very long, as Asami continued to lap and nip at his nipples and neck, and they fell to the bed.
Pleasure ensued and an hour and a half later, feeling temporarily satiated, Asami rose to shower.
Akihito lay, unmoving, watching Asami walk into the bathroom thinking, somebody needs to tell that perverted crime lord that sex usually diminished after kids. Yet, Asami made it a point to get his three to four hours in daily, even if he had to break it up into hour to hour and a half intervals. It was a wonder Akihito was able to rise with the babes every morning and move about his day.
Asami came out of the bathroom in his bathrobe, drying his hair with the towel, when they both heard Kirishima, Suoh, and Kunihara return.
They had indeed found gates at this ungodly hour and could be heard at the bottom of the stairs, installing the first of many.
It was well past dawn when the task was complete and Asami finally climbed back into bed.
None of them went to work that day, all opting to stay home and be in Akihito's way, on the pretense that they were making sure the gates held and were in the right places.
Of course, after seeing how many times the twins actually fell on their asses that day, Asami called to have the carpet installed.
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With the house quiet and the little ones finally down for a nap, Akihito went back to planning his party.
The cake and food had already been agreed upon. His mother would make the cake, of course, and they would both do the cooking. His parents would stay the weekend to help with preparations, clean-up, and babysitting, though he was sure all the guards present would gladly handle that.
His friends were coming and Takato and Himiko were bringing their two children along. Their friends from the neighborhood with their children, and all the guards that could take the night off would be in attendance, as well.
Akihito stopped for a moment to reflect on all the new friends he had made since moving and he smiled, thinking, it's going to be crowded and Asami is going to be pissed. He always says he can't relax with so many 'strangers', as he calls the neighbors, in his home. Even though Kirishima had already run extensive background checks on them and their families before they had ever stepped foot in the place and they were all clean or clean enough not to link back to anything in Tokyo, Shinjuku, or the black market. It was the reason they were allowed access in the first place, but Asami still considered them 'strangers' after a year of dinner parties and play dates.
The neighbors knew Asami ran an exclusive club in Tokyo and he knew their whole families' backgrounds.
Akihito only complained about Asami to Kirishima, Suoh, and Kunihara, never discussing anything too personal with the neighbors he had befriended. Not because Asami said he couldn't, but because after the last time he complained to a stranger, he'd learned his lesson. Two actually. If he ever found himself that drunk again in public, he better call Asami, immediately.
Though the women had made comments on multiple occasions about the hours he kept, always leaving the guards to help Akihito with the twins, he was always quick to defend their way of life. Despite the hours Asami kept, he always made the trip home. And despite how tired he was, he made time for Akihito and the twins.
Asami was a good man and a devoted father and lover, despite the darker stuff he got into. Though Akihito still got on his case about it, living so far away made it hard for him to get in any trouble behind it.
He loved Asami, pure and simple and everything they had been through had led them to this here and now. He was happy and felt complete.
Akihito shook his head to clear his thoughts, wondering why he was thinking like an old wife. This damn party is making me reminisce and think about weird things.
He looked down at the paper in front of him and checked that he had covered everything. Then he went to the kitchen to see what he would need to buy from the grocery store.
He opened the door to find Asami in the refrigerator. "When did you get home?"
Asami looked up with a smirk and said, "Not long ago. You were lost in thought and didn't hear me, so I came looking for lunch."
"But why are you home? It's the middle of the afternoon," Akihito asked, walking to the fridge to make Asami something to eat. "Move over, I'll make you something. If I knew you would be home for lunch, I would have prepared something."
"What did you eat?" Asami asked.
"I made a sandwich. Do you honestly think I have time to make some elaborate meal for myself everyday?"
Asami stopped Akihito from pulling anything else out of the fridge and asked, "Then why are you making one for me now? What you had is fine, Akihito. The children are asleep?"
"Yes."
Asami pulled Akihito into his arms, kissed him slowly, and felt him melt into him. When he broke the kiss he looked down into Akihito's eyes and said, "That's better. I get the impression they've been little busy-bodies today. Sit down, I think I can make my own sandwich."
Akihito shook his head and said, "No, I can make it. Why are you home?" He pushed out of Asami's arms and started preparing the sandwich.
Asami came up behind him and whispered in his ear, "To see you."
Akihito nearly cut his finger as he shuddered. He turned, wielding the knife and glared at Asami, "Don't do that, bastard! You almost made me cut myself. Jerk!"
Asami said, "Whoa. Easy with that thing," as he took the knife from Akihito's grasp and set it on the counter behind him. He took Akihito's hand in his and examined it.
Akihito pulled his hand away saying, "I said 'almost'. I thought you wanted to eat."
Asami moved closer and said, "But you just said the brats are asleep."
"Stop calling them that. Besides, we are not doing that here. I'm planning a party for tomorrow. My parents are coming and I'm sure I don't want my mom to smell sex in the kitchen."
"It's our kitchen," Asami said as he leaned in for another kiss.
"Back off, Asami. I have things to do later that require the use of my legs."
"It's not your legs I want access to," and he grabbed the back of Akihito's neck to pull him in for a kiss. When he pushed against Asami's chest, Asami grabbed hold of both of Akihito's wrists and forced his hands down to his crotch.
Akihito's cheeks grew hot as he felt Asami's hardness brush against his knuckles, as the kiss grew deeper and more passionate.
Asami broke the kiss and nibbled his way to Akihito's ear, breathing hot and heavy against his cheek and neck.
Akihito moaned and Asami's grip on his wrists loosened. He brought his hands up and laced them in the hair at the nape of Asami's neck as the man nibbled at his ear. "Ah, Ryu-ichi!"
Asami felt a shiver go up his spine hearing his given name on his lover's lips and he moved to nibble at his neck.
Despite his earlier protests, Akihito was losing himself in the moment as he moaned again, throwing his head to the side to give Asami better access to his neck.
Then all movement stopped, as they both heard one child, then the other, begin to cry through the baby monitor.
Akihito groaned as Asami muttered, "They have the worst timing."
Akihito, trying to compose himself, said, "No, I think their timing is impeccable. Go see what they need and I'll finish making your sandwich."
Asami said over his shoulder, as he left the kitchen, "Don't think you're off the hook, Akihito."
"Yeah, yeah, just go check on the kids." When Asami left, Akihito took several deep breaths to calm his body. He forced his mind to concentrate on making the sandwich, hoping to make his erection go down, as he muttered to himself, "Damn persuasive bastard."
Asami hadn't returned when Akihito finished, so he did what he had originally come into the kitchen to do. He went through the refrigerator, the freezer, and the cabinets adding items to his list before Asami returned with the twins in his arms.
Akihito said, "Put them down in the living room and I'll bring you your sandwich."
Asami carried the two bubbly toddlers into the living room and set them on the carpeted floor. Akihito followed behind with the sandwich and placed it on the table he had been working at. Then he went over to where Asami had set the children down to check their diapers.
Asami watched Akihito as he tended to the little ones, not bothering to mention that he had already changed them. Then he picked up the camera beside him and began snapping pictures as the three of them started to play on the floor.
Akihito played peek-a-boo for a while. Then he let them climb all over him. They crawled around on their hands and knees chasing after a ball until Akihito got tired and pulled out toys that didn't require his participation so much. He just sat on the floor as they played around him.
Akihito let them beat tiny plastic hammers on toy drums and other flat surfaces, only taking them away when they started to beat them on him. He put them each in their own playpen and explained, very patiently and calmly, that hitting was bad and hitting him was not allowed. Then he walked away and began cleaning up the toys they had played with.
Kiri's eyes welled with tears as she watched Akihito put the toys away. When Akihito didn't look her way, she turned those sad eyes towards Asami hoping for a reprieve.
Asami just shook his head at her. They were being punished and he wouldn't undermine Akihito's authority when he was here doing all the work raising them.
Kiri began crying outright just as the doorbell rang.
Akihito said, "I'll get it", and headed towards the door.
Kimihiko had been quiet all this time, accepting his punishment like the little gentleman he was, but at the sound of his grandmother's voice, he too began to wail.
Mrs. Takaba walked in, kicked off her shoes and slipped into her house shoes, and gave Akihito a passing wave as she made her way to her crying grandchildren.
Akihito cut her off before she could reach them and said, "They are being punished mom. They've got five more minutes, then they can be freed."
"What was their offense?"
"Hitting me with little plastic hammers," Akihito said, before he went outside to help his father bring the bags in from the car.
Mrs. Takaba turned to the children and said, "Well, I'm sorry, little ones. Hitting Papa isn't allowed. You'll have to wait for your hugs. Hello Asami. I didn't expect you to be home."
"Hello." Asami answered.
"If you would please, make sure Kiri doesn't have her grandfather pulling her from her play pen until it's time. She knows how to use those big, beautiful eyes of hers."
Asami smirked, as he said, "She tried to use them on me right before you arrived. Don't worry, I've set my watch for their imminent release."
"Ha ha. Good man. Are your ready for tomorrow?"
"No, but I can't seem to talk Akihito out of it. He's determined to have a bunch of strangers roaming our home for no apparent reason other than we survived the year."
"He's just sentimental. It's been a big year."
Akihito came back from helping bring in the bags and luggage from the car and said, instinctively, "Hey, we're having this party, bastard. Whatever you're telling my mother, she's on my side," and he walked into the kitchen without waiting for a response.
Mrs. Takaba said, "Well, there you have it, Asami."
Asami smiled and said, "Yes, apparently, my 'wife' has spoken. Though how he knew what we were discussing is a mystery." He knew from the moment Akihito had said that they were having this party, they were having this party. And that his attendance was mandatory.
Mrs. Takaba giggled, like she always did whenever Asami referred to her son as such. Watching him, he fit the role perfectly, though. The way he fussed over Asami, his guards, and the children like a mother hen, was entertaining and heart-warming. Until she saw it with her own eyes, she couldn't even imagine her son behaving in such a way. She never thought he would be still long enough to make a family, much less, be the driving force behind it's survival.
When Asami's watch beeped, he gave Mrs. Takaba the thumbs up and she rushed over to the play pens to finally hug her grandchildren.
Akihito and his father could tell by the sounds in the living room that the twins' punishment was over and his father, who hadn't wanted to fall prey to the look in Kiri's eyes, finally left Akihito in the kitchen to go and greet his grandchildren.
Akihito put the rest of the groceries away and started on his preparations for the party.
He was washing and separating vegetables in the sink when Asami came into the kitchen to return his plate. He set the plate on the counter then stood behind Akihito, wrapping his arms around Akihito's slim waist and resting his chin atop his head.
Asami didn't say anything, nor did he hinder Akihito from doing what he was doing. He just stood there listening to the sounds of his home.
When Akihito was finished, he left the veggies to drain in their bowls as he turned in Asami's arms. He draped his wet hands over Asami's shoulder and said, "Think we can sneak away for a bit?"
Asami cocked his eyebrow and said with a smirk, "You do know your mother is here, right?"
Despite what his mother may have deduced about their sleeping arrangements, Akihito generally refused sexual contact when his mother was staying with them. He turned rose-tinted cheeks up to Asami and said, "But we were interrupted before and tomorrow, I'll be too busy. And Sunday, me and the twins are going shopping with my parents. It'll be at least an hour before they even notice we're gone. They haven't seen the twins in two months."
"And where should we go?"
Akihito blushed deeper, as he said, "The limo."
Asami didn't need any more convincing, as he took Akihito by the hand and led them out the kitchen patio door. He took out his phone and called Suoh, "I need the key to the limo, now. Meet me at the garage door," then disconnected the call.
Suoh opened the door to his room, putting on his suit jacket. He came down to the garage door and asked, "Do you need to go somewhere, Boss?"
Asami said, "No. I just need the key."
Suoh pulled the key from his pocket and gave it to Asami.
Asami took the key and said, "Thanks, you can go back." He opened the side door to the garage and pulled Akihito inside. Asami unlocked the car door and held it open for Akihito to climb inside. Then he climbed in after him.
Akihito straddled his lap the moment he was seated and wove his fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck. They stared into each others eyes for a moment before Akihito lowered his lips to Asami's.
Asami wrapped his arms around Akihito's waist to pull him close against him as their tongues intertwined.
Akihito unbuttoned Asami's shirt with anxious hands as the kiss continued.
Asami fisted his hand in Akihito's hair and yanked his head back to expose the hollow of his neck. He licked there as his other hand went underneath Akihito's shirt to push it up and expose his little pink buds. Asami ran his thumb over one, then the other, as he continued to nibble at Akihito's neck.
Akihito moaned as he grabbed his shirt to remove it. Then he grinded his hips against the stiffness in Asami's lap and moaned again. He hadn't realized how needy he was and he fumbled with the button on his jeans in his haste to free himself.
Asami smirked up at him and commented, "Slow down, Akihito. You said we have at least an hour." He pushed Akihito's hand away from his pants and unbuttoned them himself.
Akihito panted, "B-but, Ryu-ichi. We could do more if we hurry."
Asami replied, "As tempting as that sounds, my starved little kitten, let's not. We won't have another chance until late Sunday, as you say, so let's make the most of this. They will search out Kirishima if we're gone for too long anyway." He ran his fingertips up the vein in Akihito's cock through his briefs.
"Mmm," Akihito shuddered on his lap. He caressed Asami's face as he pulled him in for a slow kiss. Akihito let his tongue do a sensual dance with Asami's as his other hand slid over the man's powerful chest.
Asami lifted Akihito to lay him on the soft leather seat. He broke the kiss to lap at Akihito's nipples as he fondled his cock through his underwear.
Akihito reached between them to free Asami with steadier hands. When the task was complete, he slid his hands into the waistband of Asami's boxer briefs and pushed them down over his hips and muscled ass until his dick sprang free. Once freed, Akihito slowly pumped his fist up and down Asami's shaft.
Asami groaned as he removed Akihito's pants and undies. He came up to admire Akihito's nude form in the dim light from the garage that shone through the tinted glass and said, "Beautiful". Then he put two fingers in the boy's mouth and said simply, "Wet them good", as he slowly pumped Akihito's cock.
Akihito took hold of the hand whose fingers were in his mouth and moved it as needed to wet the fingers as instructed.
When Asami was satisfied they were wet enough, he ran them over Akihito's puckered hole before shoving them all the way in.
Akihito moaned and arched his back off the seat.
Asami made his way ever lower on the body that he worshipped. The body that he loved. Raining kisses and sucking on flesh, leaving marks all over his Akihito's beautiful skin.
"Aahh, R-Ryu-ichi, ha. Please st-unh-stop teasing. I wa-want you inside. NOW!" Akihito wanted more and was over this foreplay shit. He pushed at Asami, trying to change positions, but was held firmly in place as Asami positioned himself to enter Akihito.
Asami couldn't play at resistance any longer. Hearing Akihito's hunger match his own broke his concentration completely and he entered him swiftly and fully.
"AAAHHH!" Akihito moaned. That was what he wanted. He didn't allow himself time to adjust, as he pumped his hips to meet Asami's powerful thrusts. "Unh...haa...ahh. Ryu-ha! Yes...God...YES!"
Asami wasn't gentle, in the least, as the limo rocked and bounced on its suspension. He pounded into Akihito without a thought as to how his boy would walk back into the house, nor a care as to how said boy would hide his embarrassment from his parents at this fact.
Akihito's mind was not on the after effects of the rough sex either. He was happily trapped in the here and now of what was being done to him and how amazing it felt.
The orgasm that hit them both simultaneously was mind-blowing, as Akihito spurt cum on his chest and stomach, and Asami pumped cum into Akihito's tight, hot ass.
Asami collapsed on Akihito before repositioning them both on the seat. They both fought to catch their breath and come down from their cloud.
Akihito checked his watch and realized they had been at it for nearly two hours. He was shuffling to get his clothes on, when there was a knock on the window on Asami's side.
Asami couldn't crack the window since the key never made it to the ignition, but he figured only Kirishima would be so bold, so he adjusted his pants and cracked the car door to see what he wanted.
At the sound of the door opening, Akihito yelped and said, "What the hell are you doing, bastard? I'm barely covered."
Asami smirked Akihito's way, as he said, "Yes, Kirishima?"
Kirishima stood with his back facing the door, as he said, "Sorry, Boss. The Takabas were wondering where you and Takaba had disappeared to."
Asami said, "We'll be in shortly. See if they need anything and check on the twins."
"Yes, Boss." Then he was gone.
Akihito sat glaring daggers at Asami as he pulled on the rest of his clothes.
Asami said, "He wasn't even looking, Akihito."
"Not the freaking point, Asami." He moved to exit the car and felt every pain he had just minutes ago thought so pleasurable and said, "OW! Crap I can't walk."
Asami chuckled and asked, "Would you like me to carry you?"
Akihito looked at him like he had just grown another head. "Are you shitting me? And what will I tell my parents as to why I am being carried into the house by you, huh?"
Asami said, "The truth. I'm pretty sure they know why we disappeared."
"Whether they know or not, I'm not gonna tell them that's what we were doing. Are you out of your mind?"
Asami laughed, outright, as he pulled Akihito to his lap and kissed him soundly on the lips. "Isn't that what you think anyway? Come on, let me help you inside. Or do you plan to sit out here until you can move on your own?"
Akihito thought about that option for a moment, then realized he didn't want to send Asami inside alone. That man would gladly tell his parents that he had just fucked their son into the backseat of the limo and left him there. He said, "No, I'll come. If you carry me to the door, I'll go the rest of the way as best as I can."
Asami didn't give him time to change his mind, as he opened the car door, and moved to stand with Akihito still in his arms.
When they were at the door, Akihito said, "Ok, you can put me down now," but Asami just kept walking into the house. Akihito immediately protested, flailing his legs and hitting Asami in his arms and chest.
Asami walked straight to the living room, where his parents and, now, Kou were sitting and talking and dumped him in the chair, chuckling the whole time.
"Ow, bastard. What the hell is so funny?" Akihito yelled, not noticing the looks he was getting from his parents and friend.
Asami grabbed his cigarettes from his jacket pocket and pointed to the others sitting in the room as he left out to have a smoke.
Akihito turned in the chair and then turned bright red as he realized they had just witnessed everything.
They were staring at him, trying their best not to laugh all this time. But the minute he turned and they saw the expression on his face, they couldn't hold it in any longer.
Akihito was mortified and if he could have stormed out of the room to hide his embarrassment, he would've, but the pain in his back, and the jelly-feel in his legs made that impossible. Instead he yelled, "ASAMI, YOU JERK!"
Akihito's mother stopped laughing long enough to shush him before he woke the children then continued laughing.
Akihito looked at the three of them and said, sulkily, "You three hyenas are gonna wake the twins. It wasn't that funny."
Kou said, between spurts of giggling, "But you looked hilarious flailing around in Asami's arms. And the way he just dumped you in the chair. Hahaha!"
Akihito sneered, "Glad you enjoyed the show. Why are you here? The party is tomorrow."
Akihito's mother chimed in, "I asked him to come early to help out and run errands. Kirishima said he could stay in his room."
"You could have come in the morning."
"The morning train wouldn't have got me here on time. Besides then I would have missed this," and he started flailing his feet around. "I can't wait to tell Takato."
Akihito gave him the finger.
When Asami returned, Akihito said, "Help me upstairs, and so help me if you think of picking me up Asami, I WILL THROTTLE YOU!"
Akihito stood up slowly. His legs felt steadier. His back still hurt like hell, though, but he managed to stand up straight. He let Asami put his arm around his waist, as he leaned on him for support.
They were almost out the room when Akihito heard his mother say, voice somewhat lowered, "See dear, I told you that was where they disappeared to."
Akihito stiffened at Asami's side, as he slowly turned his head to look at his mother, blush creeping up his face.
She only smiled innocently at him and waved him off.
Akihito's face, neck, and ears were cherry red as Asami led him from the living room. He waited until they were in their room before he said, "You suck," then he pushed Asami away and hobbled into the bathroom.
Asami heard the bathroom door lock and he laughed as he turned to leave the room to look in on the sleeping twins.
xxxxx
By the time Akihito stepped out of the shower, he felt a little better, physically, but mentally, he was still mortified that his mother had made such a comment to his father. He wondered what else had been said about him while he was missing and though he really wanted to know, he knew he would die of embarrassment just from trying to start the conversation.
Akihito dried off, put on shorts and a tee, and walked out of the bathroom.
Asami was in bed looking over legal papers when he heard the bathroom door open. He watched Akihito walk to the bed and climb in before he asked, "Feel better?"
Akihito looked at Asami for a moment, trying to determine if he was being serious or just teasing. When he saw genuine concern, he answered, "Yeah, I'm fine." Then he smirked and said, teasingly, "Don't tell me you were worried about me, Asami."
"I was actually," Asami smirked back. "I was sure you'd pop a vessel and bleed out from embarrassment."
"Ha ha, funny. Did you go back downstairs?"
"I did," Asami said, grinning like a man with a secret.
Akihito couldn't resist. "And?"
"And what?" Asami asked.
"Ugh. You are infuriating. You know what. What did my parents say?"
"About what? Oh, you mean about you? Nothing you want me to repeat, I'm sure," Asami said. "I'd hate to be the cause of you dying from embarrassment."
"Stop being a jerk and just tell me."
Asami said, "Fine. Your mother was wondering when you were going to stop acting like a teenager having sex in your parents house and tonight she got somewhat of an answer."
As Asami predicted, Akihito turned beet red at the comment.
Asami smirked, then continued, "She also said next time we don't have to do it in the limo. In fact, she assured me that if I needed to finish something tonight she would understand, sex in cars isn't always fulfilling. I assured her that the back of the limo is quite roomy."
Akihito looked mortified, "Y-you're lying. T-tell me you're lying! Ryuichi!?"
Asami chuckled as he took Akihito into his arms. He said with a smile, "I'm lying. She only asked it you were alright. I told her you would be fine after standing under the hot water. Though she did mention we didn't have to do it in the limo next time. Your father looked a little embarrassed, though, when she said it."
"Oh, God. How am I going to look them in the face tomorrow? This is all your fault. You know that, right?" Akihito said, indignantly.
"How? You asked me to slip away, remember? And you begged me to take you in that voice that always makes me wild. This, my sweet Akihito, is on you."
"You started it when you came home."
"And you finished it nicely," Asami said as he brought Akihito's lips to his.
Akihito pushed Asami away after only a few seconds and said, "Nope, Asami. You're done. I'm not gonna let that tongue of yours persuade me to embarrass myself any further. I need to get up early in the morning anyway, so good night." Akihito moved away and lay on his side of the bed. He snuggled under the covers, adjusted his pillow, and closed his heavy eyes.
Asami put down the documents he was looking over, turned off the light, and snuggled in behind Akihito.
Out of habit, Akihito turned into Asami's chest and was asleep in no time.
xxxxx
Akihito awoke with a start when he felt the sun's rays warming his face. He looked at the clock and bolted upright. Eleven o'clock! Dammit, he was supposed to be up hours ago. What happened to his alarm? Why hadn't he heard the twins? Where was Asami?
Akihito jumped from the bed and dashed into the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. Then he threw on some old cut off jeans and a light jacket and went to see what was going on and why Asami didn't wake him this morning.
He walked downstairs and saw Suoh, Kirishima, and his dad looking after the twins in the living room. Hirata was directing other guards in putting up the decorations. Kunihara and Masaki were removing some of the gates for easier travel through the downstairs. So, Akihito thought, Asami must be in his office.
Akihito headed there before he was noticed, especially by his father. He stood outside the door listening to who Asami was talking to before he opened the door without knocking.
What he saw instantly brought a smile to his face and a pink tint to his cheeks, as Asami and his mother looked up from whatever they were trying to wrap at the sound of the door being opened.
Akihito's mother said, "I could have sworn I taught you to knock on a closed door."
Akihito giggled, in spite of himself. Asami was holding purple and black wrapping paper down while his mother was trying to tape it in place before he saw whatever it was. He answered, "I just wondered why I heard my mother's voice in such a place. I wanted to know what you two were plotting for today. Maybe thinking of more ways to embarrass me?" Akihito looked straight to Asami avoiding his mother's stare.
Akihito's mom said, "More like trying to ruin your surprise. Why are you here? Don't your children need you? Better yet, aren't you planning a party for today?"
"Which is why, I wonder, you guys let me sleep so late." Akihito said, looking her way finally, but not looking directly at her.
"I thought you needed time to recuperate. You didn't look good last night, you know, afterwards," Akihito's mom replied. "Is it always like that?"
Akihito blushed furiously and stared at the floor. At the sound of Asami's chuckle, he turned on his heels to leave the office, his face growing hotter with each step, as he heard his mother ask, "Am I not supposed to know what sex for my son is like?"
Asami laughed as Akihito nearly ran from his office at his mother's question, with his head down and his neck turning red from embarrassment. Asami said to Mrs. Takaba, "You know he will never let me near him whenever you are here from now on? But that was priceless. I wish I had turned on the security cameras."
Akihito left the office and made his way to the kitchen, trying his best to calm down. After this past year, he was no longer sure which of them was the worst influence on the other. Asami with his devious nature or his mother with her less than innocent thirst for knowledge on all things gay.
Screw it! He had work to do. He reached the kitchen, took a last deep breath, and pushed open the door.
Takato and Himeko had arrived and were in the kitchen with Kou putting more groceries in the fridge. He asked, knowing they had planned to get there earlier, "You guys just getting here?"
Himeko said, "Yep. The girls were being difficult this morning. Are you just getting started? I thought you would have been in the thick of it by now."
He grabbed his apron, as he said, "Yeah, well, it seems some people thought I needed to sleep in."
Takato asked, "Are you alright? You're not coming down with something, are you?"
Kou was about to answer, when Akihito said, "You better not say it, Kou. I'm fine, Takato. It was just a late night."
Takato looked at both his friends. One looked like he was dying to say something and the other looked like he desperately wanted to change the subject. Takato let it drop. He could find time to talk to Kou about it later. He said, "Just don't over do it, Aki."
Akihito knew Takato would ask Kou what he had wanted to say later and Kou would tell him everything about last night in detail. Then he'd have to suffer through the inevitable questions and teasing that would follow. He wished he could keep them from talking, but that was impossible. They all enjoyed sharing in each others embarrassing moments and were more than happy to share it with the friend that didn't witness it. He would just endure it like always.
He opened the refrigerator, glad to see that someone had put away the vegetables he'd left in the sink the night before and pulled them out.
Himeko asked, "What can I do to help, Akihito?"
Takato said, "That's our cue Kou. We are going to get out of your way."
Kou said, "Yeah. Akihito if you need anything from the store, let me know. Me and Takato will go get it for you."
"I have a list of things I need from the store ready." He got the list and the credit card and handed them to Kou. "Here, use this and have Kunihara take you. He knows what store to go to. Before you go, find my mom and ask about the cake."
"No need," he heard his mother say from the door. "I'm here. What do you need help with?"
Akihito blushed at the sound of his mother's voice and asked, "What about the cakes? I'm baking fish in a bit."
"They are done. I set them in the dining room."
"Oh, okay. Then you can start the sushi. Himeko if you can cut the veggies for the tray, I can start on the fish," Akihito said. He gave Himeko the cutting board and knife, then he pulled out the fish to clean and filet.
He should make it just in time with their help.
xxxxx
The guards arrived early. They stopped by the kitchen to drop off food they had brought before checking in with Kirishima and Suoh. Some were on duty tonight around the house and others were there for the celebration.
Akihito put his father in charge of taking pictures, when he was able to face him without his face going completely red. His father was sympathetic, at least, unlike his mother.
The food was done and on the table in the dining room, set buffet style. The gifts were also placed in the dining room to be opened later. The decorations were up and lanterns were strung across the backyard. The gates that had been removed were used to make a kiddie corral in the middle of the living room for the toddlers to play and move around without fear of being stepped on.
Their neighbors started to trickle in at a quarter to three and by four, the party was in full swing. People ate, talked, danced, and mingled with each other, while Akihito moved around the room, the perfect host.
When it was time to open the gifts, Akihito dragged Asami to the dining room , where Hirata had decorated two chairs for them to sit in. His mother handed the gifts to Akihito to be opened while Kirishima compiled the list for the 'Thank You' cards.
There were small appliances: a juicer, a slow cooker, a rice steamer, and a coffee maker.
There were items for the twins: toys, clothes, books, and toddler cd's.
Then there was the gift Asami and his mother had been wrapping.
When she handed it to Akihito, she said, "I'm proud of you, Aki," then she went and put her arm around her husband's waist and her head on his shoulder.
Akihito wondered what about a gift given to him would make his mother proud of him?
He opened the wrapping paper cautiously and several items fell into his lap. There were some legal documents taped to a silver and onyx picture frame, a small jewelry box, and a medium brown box.
Akihito glanced over the papers first and his mouth dropped open as he read the first few lines. He looked at Asami and said, "Are you sure about this?"
Kou and Takato said, "What is it, Akihito?"
Akihito looked to them then back to Asami, and announced, "Asami adopted the twins." He read over the next group of papers, then turned to Asami and said, "This is too much Ryuichi."
Asami said, "It's what a father does for his children. The money will remain in trust under your name until they come of age, of course, but they will be provided for long after I'm gone."
Akihito said, "But to leave us everything?" Only a select few knew exactly what 'everything' entailed. Even Akihito couldn't say for sure what all it meant, but he knew it was a vast amount of money and holdings. "Can we discuss this later?"
"There's nothing to discuss, it has already been done. You should probably look over the rest of those more thoroughly later. We can go over anything you don't understand," Asami said.
Akihito glanced at the last set of papers briefly before handing them to Kirishima to put away to later. He next opened the jewelry box to find a thick silver and onyx wedding band. Akihito held it up to Asami and asked, "And what exactly does this mean?"
Asami took the ring from Akihito and placed it on his finger. He then pulled a matching ring from his pocket and placed it on his own finger.
"Oh," was all Akihito was able to say. He examined the ring on his finger. It fit perfectly and matched the picture frame he had received. Now turning it over, he saw a family picture of the four of them and remembered the day it was taken.
Akihito looked to his father and smiled.
Mr. Takaba smiled back and said, "Happy anniversary, Aki."
Akihito set the picture frame on the table for everyone to see and moved to the last box in the gift.
Asami stayed his hand and said, "That is for later."
Akihito looked at Asami, then back at the box. Wondering what was inside, he took a peek.
His cheeks flushed red at what he saw inside. An assortment of flavored lubes and fuzzy handcuffs. Then remembering his mother was helping Asami wrap this, the blush spread to his ears and down his neck.
Akihito leaned towards Asami and whispered, "D-did my mother s-see these?"
He chanced a glance toward his mother and saw her give him the thumbs up before he buried his face in his hands.
Takato asked, "What is it?"
Akihito shook his head, face still buried in his hands.
Asami said, "That is between me and Akihito. Now, if all the gifts are opened..."
Kirishima saw his cue and began shepherding the party guests back out into the rest of the house. When everyone was out, he closed the door to give the boss and his lover some privacy. He stationed Masaki at the door and said, "No one goes in."
Masaki acknowledged the order with a tip of his head, then moved to stand directly in front of the door.
Inside the dining room, Asami couldn't help but smile at Akihito's current state of unease. He was too curious for his own good sometimes and embarrassed much too easily. It was truly entertaining, and what kept him enchanted. Asami said, "Do you plan to hide the rest of the evening?"
Still hiding his face in his hands, his voice come out muffled, as he asked, "How could you show that to my mother, bastard? I knew the two of you were planning something. You're horrible, Asami."
Asami pulled Akihito from his chair and onto his lap and whispered in his ear, "I didn't show anything to your mother, Akihito. I would never buy you fuzzy handcuffs or flavored anything that wasn't actual food," and Asami backed away.
It took Akihito a minute to process what that sexy baritone voice had said. When he got it, his hands dropped away from his face and he stared at Asami, dumbfounded. Then, suddenly he broke out in tickled laughter, as he said, "I just pictured my mother in that kind of store asking the sales clerk, 'Which tastes better, strawberry or cherry?'," and Akihito doubled over in Asami's lap laughing again.
Akihito's laugh was infectious and soon, Asami was laughing right along with him. Asami laughed for a different reason though. He had heard the story from Akihito's mother that morning as they talked in his office and it was funnier than Akihito imagined. If he only knew, it had been Asami who told her about the shop in the first place.
When Akihito finally stopped laughing, he indicated the rings on their fingers and asked, "So, what does this mean, exactly?"
Asami looked at Akihito and said, "Exactly what you think it means. You are now mine, in every sense of the word. And when I'm gone, our children will take over my legacy."
"You didn't have to do this Ryuichi. I'm happy the way things are between us. I didn't need this stuff to know that I belonged to you. I've known that much since day one. Two years ago, I messed up. A year ago, I almost lost you. Today, I know where my heart belongs and who it belongs to. I love you, Ryuichi."
Asami smiled. He had learned a lot about himself in this past year. He'd felt things he never thought possible and done things he'd sworn he would never do. He knew where his heart belonged, as well, and he said, "I love you too, Akihito. And I love the brats, as well."
"Stop calling them that," Akihito pouted.
"Never, brat," and Asami took Akihito's chin in hand and guided those pouting lips towards his own.
THE END
A/N: Yes, sadly, this is the end. Should I decide to continue the story as I stated previously with the twins growing up, I will have it be separate story from this one. I'm still on the fence about it, but I want to finish TKP before I start another multi-chapter story.
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