Tohma's phone rang at exactly 10:03 am with the news that he had been waiting for, his team had collected his sweet Shuichi and they would be arriving at the rendezvous point within half an hour. If Tohma had been a man with less control of his emotions, he might have run out of his office and passed the elevator in favor of sprinting down the stairs to the garage. Tohma, however, had incredible self control, he left the office with his usual confident stride and waited patiently for the elevator. The only outward sign of his impatience was an almost imperceptible tapping of his fingers against his leg, while inside there was a voice that sounded like a three year old hopped up on candy and espressos sing songing "Shu chan is mi-ine nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah" over and over and over.
He reached his car and climbed behind the wheel, marveling, as he did every time, at the incredible ostentatious beauty of the thing. This car didn't whisper in your ear about the wealth and power of the owner, it grabbed you by the collar slammed you up against wall and told it like it was. That's why Tohma almost never drove it, it was too conspicuous. Today though, he needed the extra trunk space, and he thought it was the kind of toy that might impress a teenage pop star (Ryuichi loved it, and when it came to things like this, him and Shu chan practically shared a brain).
Tohma was almost to the rendezvous, when he pulled over to buy a coffee for himself and a hot cocoa for his beloved. He returned to the car and emptied a carefully measured dose of a powerful sedative into the cocoa. As much as he would just like take his Shu chan's hand, and look down (shiver) into those beautiful violet eyes, and ask Shu chan to leave with him, he knew he couldn't. He harbored no illusions about the way his sweet Shuichi would respond to such an offer. The boy would resist because of his blind devotion to Eiri. So Tohma would put his love to sleep for the trip, when they reached their private love nest and there was nowhere that he could escape to, then and only then would he wake his love and begin the bittersweet task of making Shu chan his.
Tohma arrived at an empty warehouse that NG had acquired in a large real estate negotiation six months ago, and would probably be sold off again before another six months had passed. He entered the large empty space just to have all the air sucked from his lungs at the sight of his beloved. Shuichi was barefoot and still looked sleep tousled. He was wearing a white cotton oxford (obviously one of Eiri's) but it was the way he was wearing it. It fell below his knees, the sleeves absolutely swallowed his arms, and even though only two buttons were undone at the collar it had still slipped to the side and was exposing most of one smooth shoulder. He looked so delicate and tiny, like a child playing dress up in a grown man's clothes. Tohma imagined himself with the smaller man beneath him lapping at that hollow right above Shu chan's collar bone, and almost lost himself. Tohma drew a shuddering breath and pasted on a pleasant smile, before stepping forward and announcing his presence with a polite cough.
Tohma thanked the team and dismissed them, assuring Shuichi that he was safe now, law enforcement had arrested the "stalker" (Tohma did not know whether the police had found K or not, either way he would still not be in any position to interfere with Tohma's plans). Shuichi wanted to know who the stalker was "just a deluded fan, Shindou San. Don't worry yourself about it." Tohma's voice was authoritative and soothed Shuichi's fear a bit. Tohma was a very powerful man and a good friend of Yuki's, of course he wouldn't let anything happen to Shuichi.
Tohma led Shuichi to his car, and just as he thought the boy's jaw dropped open in amazement, Tohma smirked inwardly. They got into the car and Tohma handed Shu chan his cocoa. The cup was warm in his hands and the chocolate smelled wonderful. Shuichi emptied the cup in about three long swallows. Tohma reached out and caught the paper cup just as it fell from the sleeping boy's hand. He checked to make sure that his sweet Shuichi looked comfortable, and drove on toward the airport.
They reached the airport in record time and Tohma turned onto the service road that would take him to hangars where the charter services kept their planes he pulled onto the tarmac and parked his car next to where the jet was being fueled up for take off.
He turned to Shu chan and gave in to temptation just long enough to lap at the boy's lips until they opened enough for Tohma to taste chocolate and a sweetness that was just Shuichi. He ran his hand down Shu chan's cheek and then drew back. Tohma took off his jacket,draped it over his sleeping love, and left the car to arrange to have the bags carried on board and ask the pilot for an estimated time of departure.
Tohma was at the top of the stairs, about to step into the plane, when he heard his car engine purr into life. He swung around stunned, just to see a grinning Ryuichi throw his car into reverse, execute a tight three point turn and tear ass for the exit gate. He was waving goodbye, as he drove off with Tohma's beloved (it took Tohma a few moments of shock before he was able to realize, Ryuichi had also taken Tohma's car, jacket, wallet, and cell phone.)