"So where do we go from here?" Karashima asked.
"I'm not sure." Akihito answered witch surprised Asami. "First I have to deal with all the paper work of merging my Takashi account with Akihito… or considering who I have as a lover maybe I'll keep it for back up. But I still have to contact and explain to the photography committee or I wont be able to compete in the international competition. I also have to pick up the photos today and figure out my living arrangements, then there's Yusie and Akira…oh shit they are going to kill me." Akihito said glancing at the clock that read ten thirty. "I was supposed to meet them at eight. Where's my phone." He said and began to look threw the trail of clothes for his phone when he finally found it he sighed in defeat it was dead.
"Akira is going to murder me. Asami… can I get a ride back to the gallery?" Akihito asked.
"For a cigarette." He said, Akihito smiled everything came with a price. He got dressed and found his pack in his pocket and pulled out one and lit it placing it in his hand.
"Happy we're even." Asami only smiled before sticking it between his lips.
Akihito looked out the window of the limo as they parked he was trying to figure out how to tell his friends about what had happened to him, and explain to them who Asami was, there was no doubt in his mind they would figure it out. He sighed as he made his way towards what might possibly be his murder sight. And wasn't surprised to see the two by his photos.
"TAKASHI HRIOTO!" Akira's voice seethed out making Akihito flinch in anticipation as he turned toward the furious brunet. And to make things worse Yusie wasn't looking all to happy either. "Where the hell were you! I thought you died in a gutter somewhere or worse been kidnapped! And you didn't even answer your phone, you better not tell me you forgot to charge it again and it died on you."
"Okay I wont." Akihito replied sheepishly.
"Tak-a-shi- hey wait a moment, Yusie do you see that, he looks kind of glowly and rosy."
"He dose." Yusie said giving Akihito his dr. stare again.
"Oh my god you went home with someone, in three years that's never happened who is he?" Akira demanded turning from enraged parent to gossiping boy in a second wanting to know all the details.
"Actually it's a bit more complicated than that." He said in a serious voice getting both of there attention. "I remembered. My name it's Takaba Akihito. You were right Yusie I was on that boat three years ago, the one that exploded. I was there following a scoop, I was a criminal photographer. And we are the same age Akira I'm 27."
"Oh wow that must have been a lot to take in, but it doesn't explain why you're all rosy." Akira pressed.
"Ah well the thing that triggered my memories is a person, my lover to be exact. He thought I had died that night on the boat. He came to look at the photos and I found him here." He said gesturing to his photos. "After that I had a weird episode and things got crazy before he clamed me down and I remembered everything, or at least I think I do, there are a few hazy details still."
"So who is this person, I'm really curious now." Akira said getting closer to Akihito.
"Well you see he's a bit different… ahh how should I explain…
"Is it Asami Ryuichi?" Yusie asked with a straight face surprising Akihito.
"How did you know?" Yusie looked pained before sighing.
"I thought so."
"What, you mean The Asami, the one you told me about." Akira said with wide eyes.
"Yes, Taka- Akihito."
"Don't force yourself to call me Akihito, I'm still Takashi."
Yusie smiled. "Takashi then, I didn't ever tell you this but I'm from one of the more well know yukaza family's in Japan. Actually I was supposed to the next head but I wanted to be a Dr, so I left the family. I know Asami very well, how did the two of you meet."
"He was spying on me, trying to get a scoop for a story. He didn't succeed." Asami said coming up behind Akihito.
"I was wondering when you'd show yourself." Akihito said.
"I had to verify my hunch, Hirito Yusie, it has been a while. Civilian life suits you." Asami greeted.
"And the underworld you." Yusie replied.
"And your Akira I take it." Asami said to the shorter brunet who was looking him over with a critical eye and wasn't listening to anything he was saying.
"Akira!" Akihito yelled making the other jump slightly.
"Sorry, designers habit. Yes, I'm Akira."
"Then I own both of you a debt for taking care of Akihito over the years." Asami said.
"Oh that, think nothing of it, he's our friend and we've been through a lot together. But what happens now? I'd imagine your going to move back to Tokyo, and leave us." Akira said sadness showing on his face.
"Well, maybe but I still have my work and a lot of it's in Osaka so I doubt you'll miss me much. As long as the two of you don't mind."
"Of course not! Your family, that rooms yours for whenever you come back." Akira said and Yusie nodded.
"Thanks guys, but I wont be leaving just yet there are things I need to take care of and since Yusie is my official dr I need his help in getting the committee to believe Takashi is really Akihito who had amnesia. Other wise it'll be a real pain." Yusie smiled and nodded agreement and they began to talk of plans. Akihito would begin to offer his services in Tokyo and travel to Osaka when needed and stay with Akira and Yusie. He planned to start a small gallery in Tokyo and would work on his portfolio for the international competition. He wanted Akira to help him in some of the modeling outfits, his clothes were wonderful and this way it would help his friend further his carrier.
After everything was said and done Akihito went home again with Asami, where Akihito pulled Asami into bed for more sex, to which he showed off his more dominate side. Were before Akihito used his rebellious to reject his feelings, he now used it to control there sex more, some of it was now on his terms and he didn't let Asami get away with everything. It was nice to be in control some and it was addictive to see Asami want him just as much. When morning came he finally made good on that sparing match with Karashima and even Suoh, beating Karashima and holding his own with Suoh. From there was more paper work he had to finish to finalize his identity for the photography committee. He groaned as he worked threw the tedious stacks of paper.
"Asami I don't know how you do this everyday, all this paperwork!" Akihito complained as Asami set a cup of coffee beside him, and noticed something different.
"Your wearing glasses." Asami said pulling them off his lovers face and peering threw the lenses finding they weren't fakes. "What happened?"
"Oh my head injury." He touched the scar over his left eye. "It messed with my vision but I only really need them when I read or on a computer or at a studio. Yusie said it was the glare of the screens and lights in a studio that messed with them and gave me headaches." He explained.
"Another new thing, this on top of you learning to fight, and well."
"I had a good instructor. I think I'll go see him when I'm in Osaka and maybe fine a Dojo here it's really been helpful when I was stressed." Akihito explained only getting an agreeing humm from Asami.
It was near night when he finally asked the question.
"Asami what happened to our home, the one we lived in?" Akihito brought up.
"I couldn't live there after the accident. " Asami said simply what remained unsaid was the ' to many reminders of you.' "Do you want to move back there?"
"Either place is fine as long as I can get my cameras." Akihito replied, but really he wanted the other place it felt like home.
"Then we will return it's been empty for a long while."
Akihito looked around at all the sheet covered furniture, it was all clean but the place had an air of disuse around it and sadness. Setting down his suitcase he looked around and found his room was locked completely looking back to Asami he came forward with a key and unlocked the room, inside everything was covered in dust and it smelled musty from being closed up for so long. Nothing had been touched everything was still in there places. He was in for some serious cleaning here.
"Right time to fix things." Akihito vowed and began pulling off sheets and protective coverings. He opened up the windows and made the large bed in the master. And put away his clothes in the empty closet. Before dusting his room checking on his equipment which was clean and safe in his safe. He vacuumed and dusted till if felt clean and ready for use. He turned back to Asami who had been watching the entire time, Akihito frowned and grabbed his arm dragging him to the couch and sitting him down before grabbing a drink from the cabinet and handing him the glass. "Stay there." He ordered before leaving the room and the apartment door closed. After a few minuets Asami began to wonder what he had planned, he was about to look for the man when the door opened and closed shoes hit the wall and footsteps were heard. Akihito came around the corner before flopping onto the couch. He sighed tiredly before looking up at Asami. "I'm home."
Asami smiled warmly, "Welcome back." He replied before leaning down to kiss him. Everything was back to rights, and even better than before.