Akihito slid quietly out of the bed, not wanting to wake Asami as he headed out of the bedroom to the balcony. The past three days had passed in a sensual, pleasurable blur. Interrupted by sleep, baths, eating and watching Asami's employees unpack all of his belongings into the penthouse apartment. The biggest surprise, besides Asami's insatiable sexual appetite was the darkroom and a case of cameras in one of the spare rooms.

Akihito had never been happier. Being with Asami felt like waking up and finding out fairytales and prince charming was real. The sun was starting to rise creating a halo like effect on the skyscrapers in the distance. His fingers itched for a camera to capture the scene before him. Not today though, today he just wanted to marvel in the beauty.

Asami woke up alone. he sat up and got off the bed and headed to the bathroom. He took a piss and then brushed his teeth. The penthouse was silent and for a moment he felt a spike of anxiety. Where was Akihito. Just as he was about to search for him he saw him.

Clad only in a pair of briefs. He stood there on the balcony, arms outstretched as the wind lifted his hair in a gentle caress. The sun on his hair and body looked as though he was coated in gold. Asami's heart clenched. Akihito looked so pure and untouchable. For the first time in his life Asami felt fear. Fear that the Akihito would be taken from him, fear that he would leave Asami if he knew who he truly was. So far, he was able to keep his other dealings a secret from him, but now that they were living together it was inevitable that one day Akihito would find out that Asami wasn't just a businessman.

'Hey, are you ok?' the gentle voice asked breaking Asami from his thoughts. He hadn't even realized that Akihito moved from the balcony.

He smiled cupping the boy's face. 'I'm fine just thinking about work.' Asami lied smoothly.

'I knew it wasn't fine taking three days off work, you're the president of your company you can't just leave suddenly like that.' Akihito admonished as he headed to the kitchen and opened the fridge.

Asami chuckled following behind him. 'Are you saying that you didn't enjoy those three days.' he said as he fondled Akihito's butt.

Akihito blushed deeply, slapping away Asami hands. 'I did, but you didn't have to go all out like that. You are going to see me every day after all.'

'I am, but you only have one first time and I wanted to savor you for as long as possible.' Asami pulled Akihito into his arms and fused his lips to Akihito's. Kissing Akihito was becoming like a drug to Asami as he pulled Akihito closer and deepened the kiss, his hands seeking to touch as much of him as possible. His blood heated as he pulled sexy moans from Akihito.

'mmm… mmm.. Asami stop, we can't.' Akihito said pulling away a deep blush painting his cheeks.

'Yes, we can.' Asami said pulling him back into his arm and nipping at the spot behind his ear causing shudders to ripple through Akihito's body.

'NO!' Akihito said forcefully as he fought of Asami's questing hands. 'I'm too sore we can't.'

'Really?' Asami asked concerned, his arousal forgotten. 'Let me check, I was sure I didn't tear you …'

'NO!' Akihito shouted mortified. 'You didn't, it's just really swollen, and feels tender. I just need a break from the sex marathon.'

Asami chuckled, the boy was cute. Even embarrassed, he was very cheeky.

'Hey, no laughing this is all your fault. I'm calling Kirishima san to take you to work today and don't come back early.' Akihito said as he walked off to carry out his threat.

Asami couldn't help the smile that spread over his face. Akihito was already acting like his wife. He didn't know if it was a good thing or not that Kirishima and Akihito had bonded already. Between those two he could see his life become even more structured.

Two hours later, Akihito was finally alone. He checked on his equipment, checked his laptop and read the reviews of his show. Akihito was elated to see that Asami had been right, the night had been a success. He couldn't believe that he had forgotten about it, he had been so lost in Asami that nothing seemed to matter. A check of email and phone showed just how much he had been blissed out by Asami. For the next four hours, he spent calling and replying to his emails from friends and colleagues.

With that done, he placed the dreaded call to his father. The phone in his hand was clammy as he listened to the rings. The phone kept ringing as his feelings transformed from anxiety to irritation to being pissed. Hanging up he called, his father's cell. When that went unanswered he just hung up, angry at himself for even trying to call to apologize and make amends.

Akihito sighed exhausted from the thoughts playing havoc with his emotions. Just thinking about his father and their non-existent relationship just filled him with anger. He couldn't help but replay the moments in his life when he had been let down, felt unappreciated when he had tried his best or when he had felt shunned and unloved.

He just wished that someday he could have an easy-going relationship with his father. Or at least a conversation that didn't end in screaming and crying. Maybe that was too much to hope for, but he knew even though he said he was done trying to get his father's approval, he knew he would never lose hope that someday his father would see him as someone that he could respect.

Asami was swamped. He felt exhausted after going through countless documents, listening to HR about employee matters that needed his approval, dealing with his underworld business that needed his touch and Kirishima's passive aggressive behavior because he took three days to "indulge his lover." If anyone other than Kirishima had said that he would have punched them. Besides who could blame him, it was his first time being in love and wanting his lover desperately. If Akihito had conspired with Kirishima he would be buried balls deep in his lover right now.

Asami shifted in his chair, just thinking of Akihito was making him aroused. He felt like a horny teenager. A soft knock at the door had him looking up as Kirishima entered. The tense look on Kirishima's face was enough to chase away any arousal.

'What is it?'

'Our men in Yokohama have reported that the Toda group are mobilizing. It seems that my efforts to stall on your behalf has caused them to make a play for the Sumi group territory.' Kirishima said.

Fuck. Asami couldn't think of a worse timing for a power play. 'Call Jiro and tell him to secure his family and mobilize his men. Call Shiro and tell him to provide help to securing Jiro's family and have the other men run interference with the Toda group.'

Asami went to his and safe and removed his guns while Kirishima got on the phone to carry out his orders. While he strapped on his holster he dialed the penthouse.

'Hello Asami residence' came Akihito's cheery response.

Asami couldn't help smiling at the boy's greeting. 'Akihito'

'Hey, what are you doing calling, you're supposed to be working' Akihito said giggling into the phone.

'I am, I just wanted you to know that I won't be back home tonight.'

'Really, is everything ok?' came the concerned response.

'Its fine I just have to go to Yokohama for a business deal that suddenly got complicated, I promise I'll be back as soon as possible.'

'Asami it's ok. Concentrate on business and I'll see you when you get back. Just call me and let me know that you got there safely.'

Asami was speechless, he had expected that Akihito might throw a tantrum but he never thought that his only concern would be about his safety.

'I will' Asami said, 'Akihito… um…

'Asami, I'll miss you too. Just come home safe ok. Bye.'

Asami just stared at the phone, he couldn't believe that Akihito had articulated what he felt without him being able to say it. He hadn't even known until the boy said it that was what he wanted to say.

'Asami Sama, everything is ready to go.' said Kirishima

Asami focused his thoughts now wasn't the time for sentiment.

'Kirishima have Suoh arrange a driver and guard for Akihito while we're away.' Just as he was about to close his safe, Asami reached back in and pulled out his bullet proof vest. He had only worn it few times when the danger and the outcome was uncertain, however, this time he would wear it to make sure he made it back home to Akihito.