Takaba knew as he and his friends sat inside of his apartment at the low table in his living with tea set before each of them that there was at least three things that he knew better then to talk about when I came to Asami and his love life.
The first thing that he just couldn't come out and say was "My boss and I really aren't in a relationship, he's just a domineering ass who's forced himself on me, raped me the first night and decided it'd be good for us to stay together." Takaba just knew that Takato would flip if he said that, Asami wouldn't be that pleased either because Takato would more then likely be getting in the older man's face over the matter and he doubted that even if Takato was his friend Asami would deal with him lightly if he caused trouble. Besides that something at the back of Takaba's head was telling that maybe the relationship between him and Asami wasn't all that one sides and maybe, just maybe he may have had a few small feelings for the other, though it'd take a lot of hell for him to actually openly admit, and probably a huge quantity of alcohol.
The second thing that Takaba just couldn't come out and say was "Did you know that this man who seems to think that he's my lover is actually a yakuza, and not only is fucking rich, but he also happens to own quite a few of the higher class building around the place, not to mention he does a lot of shady dealings. That's how things really got started between us in the first place, because I got myself into something that I shouldn't have." Takaba just knew that telling his friends that would go over so well, NOT. They'd' more then likely want to call the police on the older man and try to press charges on top of trying to protect Takaba, and the mangaka again knew that that wouldn't end so well because Asami seemed to have connections with the police too, not to mention the fact that the older man would have no problem 'dealing" with his friends if they decided to cause problems for him.
The third thing that he couldn't tell his friends he'd only say if he followed it up by saying it after he told them the other two things, and that was "You know that supposed honeymoon that I was taking with my boss in Hong Kong? It wasn't actually a honeymoon, I was kidnapped and brought there, was being held for some kind of ransom thanks to my bastard boss who decided I was his possession and it just happened that the head of the crime organization and him weren't on the current best terms so because my boss couldn't keep to himself I ended up becoming the most important piece to fight over, did I mention the fact that I got see a guy get shot no to mention the fact that I got hit in the shoulder too?" Things were just a fucking, fantastic living hell for Takaba that he knew he wouldn't be able to get out of any time soon, but at least he knew that he could hopefully get a chance to bitch Asami out for it later.
Takato had been watching all of the expressions that had been crossing over his friends face and it wasn't that hard to tell that something was really bothering him. He had good guess as to what exactly it was, but he wanted to hear it from his friend first.
"So spill it Aki, why didn't you tell us that you had a lover sooner, let alone tell us the fact that you're going out with your boss?" Takaba shifted uncomfortable in his chair when Takato asked this question, two pairs of eyes fixed heavily on him didn't make the matter much easier to talk about.
"I suppose that it was just because I really didn't know the best way to go about addressing the whole matter." Takaba replied, in the best way he could without really lying to his friends.
"But Aki you know that we wouldn't care that much if you were in a relationship with a man or a woman." Kou told his friend who smiled sheepishly in response to these words, he knew that very well, but that didn't really have anything to do with the reason why he didn't mention anything to his friends, in fact that was far from the reason why.
"So when did you two actually start going out, was it before or after he began treating you to lunch?" Takaba already knew that Takato would be asking the questions that he needed to be careful about answering because that was how his friend tended to be, Takato always tended to worry about him.
"About that time." Takaba replied, he figured that Takato would think that there was something suspicious about the fact that Takaba had hardly known his boss for that long before they started apparently going out.
"So was it like love at first sight?" Kou asked as he leaned forward in his chair, causing Takaba to blush with nervous embarrassment about the whole matter.
"I guess that you could call it that?" Takaba replied with a half chuckle because he really wasn't certain what to call it.
"Who started the relationship?" Takato then asked, Takaba actually had to think about this question when he was asked it, he knew that it was Asami's fault that he was where he was at the moment, but then again he still couldn't be one hundred percent certain that everything was one sided, because while he hadn't forced himself on Asami he didn't actually push him away with happened in the hospital.
"I suppose that he mostly came on to me first and then I guess that I just kinda followed after him." Takaba replied, all of the questions were starting to get uncomfortable for him, because it actually caused him to have to think about his feeling and about what was really going on.
"So you two haven't really been going out for that long then."
"Yep."
"And you two gotten that far yet, you know like?" Kou asked giving Takaba a very suggestive look, causing Takaba and Takato to glance at each other, Takaba wasn't certain how to answer that question, but he was certain that he must've been blushing by the way that his friends were looking at them, and that was more then likely a good enough answer for them.
The questioning and talking went on like this for about another hour before a honk was heard outside of the apartment and Takaba guessed that was more then likely Kirishima coming to pick him up.
Takaba said his good-bye's to his friends and was getting ready to leave when Takato grabbed his shoulder, stopping his progress.
"I'm glad that you've finally gotten yourself into a relationship Aki, just next time tell us when you think you've found someone that you like so we can better evaluate him." Takaba nodded his head with a smile. Kou just thankfully gave his friend a hug and a pat on the back, which is much better then, what Takaba had expected him to do.
Stepping outside Takaba released a long held in sigh, that had taken a lot more out of him then he had expected it to. Making his way over to the limousine Kirishima had already stepped in order to open the door for him, Takaba gave him a thankful nod of the head before getting inside.
There was silence for the first few minutes of the trip as they made their way back in the direction of the pent house before Takaba spoke.
"Hey, I should be safe to take a while coming back since I have you with me now right?" Takaba questioned Kirishima as he continued staring out the window at the passing scenery.
"I don't think that he'd like for you to be gone for much longer, but I don't think that he'd mind that much if you wanted to make a small stop." Kirishima replied glancing at the boy through the rear view mirror.
"Do you feel comfortable to take some time to go drinking with me?" Kirishima almost felt the urge to stop the limousine right then and there when Takaba asked this question but somehow managed to refrain from doing so.
"I think that as long as you or I don't end up drinking too much it shouldn't be a problem. Do you have a preferred place that you'd like to stop at?" Takaba shook his head in the negative at this question.
"Any place is fine by me." The mangaka replied.
Asami was trying to asses the situation in front of as best a he could, while he looked at one of his best men helping his boy to walk as they got ready to make their way into the pent house. Takaba was most certainly not injured in anyway by appearance, but if Asami had to make a guess as to what had happened he guessed that Takaba more then likely had gotten himself drunk. He guessed that by the look on Kirishima's face that the two of them must've been drinking together and that was what took the extra time in coming back.
Takaba obviously couldn't walk on his own not matter how hard he tried to so Asami took matters into his own hands and hosted the boy over his shoulder, the other surprisingly didn't struggle that much and all Asami earned from this action was a low mutter 'bastard' once Kirishima saw that the boy was well taken care of he bowed and excused himself from the situation as Asami watched him with careful eyes, he will definitely be interrogating the other as to what happened while the two were drinking because Kirishima seemed disturbed about something.
Takaba was currently laying on the bed in Asami's room with his hand covering his eyes as Asami changed from his casual clothing to his typical suit, getting ready to evening work.
"How did it go with your friends?" Asami questioned as he looked back at the mangaka, waiting for an answer from the other, though the boy didn't seem all that interested in giving him one. Once a few more seconds had passed and answer still hadn't been given Asami sat down on the bed near the boy, this didn't even stir a reaction from the boy who was still just lying there. "You know that if you're friends are being too troublesome for you to deal with, I can take care of them for you." These words seemed to cause Takaba to snap because he was suddenly sitting up.
"You bastard!" He snapped grabbing the closest thing at hand- the pillow that was underneath his head, as he proceeded to hit the other with, or at least as much as his strength would allow him to. "My friends aren't the problem here! You are, if you'd just kept to your fucking self then I wouldn't have to be dealing with this problem right now!" Mirth showed in Asami's eyes as he didn't even attempt or avoid the shower of hits that Takaba was pelting him with, as he waited for the other's energy to run out.
"But isn't it really your fault for tempting me?" Asami as he grabbed the other side of the pillow once Takaba's rant seemed to be over.
"What?" Takaba questioned, not understand what the other meant.
"Isn't it really your fault that both of us are where we are right now? I mean after all it was you who tempted me to take a hold of you and not let go." Asami replied, though it was obvious by the look on Takaba's face he didn't understand what the older man was talking about.
"I did nothing to tempt you." Came out the slurred reply as Asami leaned in towards him.
"You did more then you could ever imagine to tempt me." Asami replied as he kissed the other on the lips, the pillow not being much of a barrier between them as Takaba allowed Asami to lean him back against the bed as he responded the kiss and opened his mouth so that the other's tongue could invade. A light moan escaped Takaba's mouth into the kiss with the light skin contact coming from Asami's hands, in his drunken mind the simple contact was an almost sensory overload.
The kiss was broken only when Takaba needed air, but the hands didn't stop moving over the skin underneath the other's shirt, being ever so careful of the boy's injured left shoulder. Takaba's drunken mind was really having a hard time process what was going on but he didn't want anything to stop, that much he was certain of.
"Not too far tonight." Asami whispered in his ear as he licked the sensitive lobe, feeling as the boy was starting to try and undo the buttons on his shirt with unsteady hands. "You're still much to injured to enjoy this well enough." Asami told the boy who attempted to follow when the hands suddenly disappeared and the body tried to raise itself. Takaba stopped trying to raise himself up though when a hand began to run itself through his hair, causing the mangaka's eyes to become half lidded as he attempted not to fall asleep while watching Asami who was looking back at him just as intently. "Sleep." Was the last thing Takaba remembered Asami telling him before drifting into unconsciousness.
