A/N: This random installment is basically Kazumi and Kosuke being the ones to visit since they entered the portal, not Ryoma. Immediately changing the reactions of their parents since they are boyish looking versions of Asami. They are misplaced far back to when Aki is kidnapped by Fei Long and...Kosuke and Kazumi are not having that lmao

Hotaru, a.k.a Rucchan, is Kirishima and Suoh's omega daughter.

Jiao-Long is Fei Long's alpha son.

Thanks for reading!

-Lucicelo

Standing on the elevated stage Yua used for people to display her designs, Ryoma felt a sense of foreboding run through his body.

Turning his head toward the door, he felt the urge to walk outside into their backyard. A familiar feeling that occurred when he made his first visit back in the part. At the time, he thought his body reacted from the nauseating attempted flirting his chichiue's far older alpha business partner bestowed onto him. The sudden pull of the portal taking him inside and the haughty alpha's distressed look caused Ryoma to chuckle when he safely made it to the past.

His chichiue already planned to rid himself of the man through a scandal otou-sama discovered in a sudden operation stint. A resurgence of issues pushed his chichiue deep into his work to uncover the mole, but otou-sama intervened. The safe photoshoots Asami Akihito performed, paled in comparison to his investigative photography experience.

Chichiue shook his head, commenting on otou-sama's youthful recklessness.

Before otou-sama responded back, Kosuke and Kazumi badgered him into revealing details of his parkouring skills. Ryoma's ear perked when the details on how to scale buildings and the upper body strength needed to accomplish those feats was eye opening. Their otou-sama's build hid ample amounts of strength for his dynamic.

Shaking his head, Ryoma refocused his attention onto Yua. He realized that his sudden bout of silence brought her actions to a stop. She looked up at him, confusion clear in her brow as she held a measuring tape in between her fingers.

"Ryo aniki?" Yua inquired. "Are you alright?"

Ryoma breathed through his nose and regained control of himself. "It seems my visitation visit will happen soon."

Yua pouted. "Not before I finish altering your outfit, right?"

Ryoma smiled light as he bent down and pressed a kiss against the top of her head. "I don't think so. I usually get the feeling ten minutes before the portal opens. We have time. Are you almost done?"

"Almost."

Yua walked around the stage before she backed away. Using her fingers, she made the shape of a square as she observed him from a distance. Ryoma stood still, knowing full well that she would pinch his side for daring to ruin her vision. Kosuke and Kazumi didn't dare flinch when Yua brought clothes for them to try on. As her older brothers, they encouraged Yua's fashion ambitions and didn't tease her whenever she got into her zone.

For all they knew, their family housed a future designer who would break through the fashion industry. He already knew she worked on creating a pseudonym to disguise her true name. Not that the Asami siblings felt shame in being an Asami, they wanted a chance to express their talents without that last name behind their heads.

Throughout their lives, they received various forms of vitriol over their elevated status. How their parents made it possible for them to go through life without hardships. Sure, they lacked no money or love, but talent was cultivated through hard work and luck. To lean against their parents influence did nothing more than sully their accomplishments.

Ryoma became the heir through showing interest in his chichiue's business. His chichiue, glad to have one of his children show interest, tucked him under his wing. Showing him the ropes of his business and learning from his young mistakes. His young age and preparation benefitted him for the time when he took mantle as the new lead Asami.

Ryoma would happily tolerate pricks and nudging for Yua to improve in her craft. The same went to Kazumi and Kosuke's incessant need to photograph everything and everyone to improve their angles. He gave into his siblings combined talents for a photoshoot, giving them ample work for their portfolios. Happy to help them catch their mistakes and work on their weaknesses.

His siblings were adorable when they flourished in their element.

Yua lowered her hands and announced. "It looks perfect. You just have to carefully take them off and place the clothes on my bed." She sauntered over to her sketching desk, a different one from her school desk due to the scattered sketches, and sat down. "After that, you are free to go."

Removing his outfit, Ryoma set them down onto her bed, careful not to move the pins from their positions. "Thank you for taking the time out of your designs to tailor my suits, Yucchan. "

Yua hunched her shoulders and blushed. "You are the one amusing my need to tailor everyone's clothes. Chichiue especially."

"Well, you need human models to practice on." Ryoma put on his dark green turtleneck and black slacks before putting on his shoes. "You certainly use Rucchan as your main model for the more feminine dresses you have in your imagination."

Yua nodded her head with pride. "My best friend deserves the best. And if means I'm going to have to replace a majority of her closet, I will do it."

As he readied himself to talk, Ryoma felt a tug in his abdomen. "I have to go. Let chichue and otou-sama know that I will be in the past."

"Got it!"

Ryoma managed to grab a sweater from his room before he walked out the back door. The limited time before the portal opened pushed him to rush through the hallways, mind racing to pick a discreet spot to disappear from. As the wind hit his face, he observed the semi dark backyard where clusters of flowers glowed from the back lights hitting them just right.

He patiently for the portal to form in front of him, but the incoming winds made him shiver. Rubbing his arms, he tapped his foot in impatience. He tended to run a bit late when the portal opened, but now that he had time, it didn't open as expected. It made for a nerve wrecking waiting game. At least, he wasn't anywhere near chichue's businesses.

"Ryo aniki!" Kosuke yelled out as rushed through the backdoor. Kazumi followed suit, slamming the door behind him in his wake. "Wait up! You said you were going to watch that new movie with us."

Kazumi whined. "Ryo aniki! Don't tell me you're actually ditching us. Don't be mean!"

Ryoma turned to them with widened eyes. He couldn't believe he forgot to text his brothers about the sudden change of plans. His side trip to his room was the right opportunity to do it. A quick, visitation, would had made them stay away from the backyard.

His forgetfulness was his fault.

Ryoma uttered out. "No. I'm not ditching you two, I swear. It's just that-" Behind him, the portal opened, creating a twist in the wind, guiding him inside.

Kosuke and Kazumi's eyes widened when they saw the portal. Trying to stop, they tripped on one another, almost causing them tumble forward. Ryoma readied himself to catch him or shove them away before the portal took him away.

Catching them in his arms, Ryoma tried maneuvering them around only for the portal to snatch them from his grasp.

Ryoma blinked in astonishment as the portal closed in his face.

"Well, shit." Running his fingers through his hair, Ryoma pondered his next move when Yua walked through the back door, pausing at the sight of him.

Yua opened her mouth, closed it, then opened it again. "I thought...you were going on your visitation. What happened?"

Ryoma grimaced. "Kocchan and Micchan were the ones who entered the portal. Not me."

Yua whipped out her phone, concern clear in her eyes. "Has...a child other than the oldest child gone to the past before?"

Ryoma answered. "Not to my knowledge."

Kazumi and Kosuke woke up to the smell of aphrodisiacs. The smell was familiar to one of the strains their chichiue used for exposure training. Just like they learned to fight off an alpha command, they studied various aphrodisiac strands and slowly built up tolerance to them. Almost like drinking poison, but instead of poison it was aphrodisiacs.

Traditional alphas gawked whenever chichiue spoke about the training regimens he put his pups through. Advising those alphas, parents to omegas, to push their children to defend themselves. Openly agreeing, fake smiles on their faces, it was obvious they wouldn't go through the trouble.

Omegas couldn't defend themselves without a strong alpha swooping in to save the day after all.

To everyone outside of their family and close circles, rumors spread on how inhuman their parents were to force them into training. Ridiculous. The Asami siblings were thankful for the forethought in building up their defense skills in case their guards were indisposed.

Chichiue's previous reluctance to train them when they first arrived into the world diminished as they grew older. Safety became chichiue and otou-sama's priority. At first, it was groups of guards following them in cars, not at all incognito for them to do their job. Until, otou-sama reduced that number to a handful for each child. With this training, the guards reduced down to a single person who blended well in the crowd. This way, they were anonymous in the level of importance.

Far less kidnappings happened due to the ability to hide in plain sight.

Eyes snapping open, the twins sat up and touched their bodies for signs of someone adjusting their clothing. Moving their hips around, there was no dull pain or indication that someone abused them. Sometimes, creeps managed to redress their victims without waking them up from their daze.

They simultaneously sighed in relief.

Kosuke patted his brother's shoulders with a groan. "Fuck...I thought were doomed for a second."

Kazumi checked their surroundings and thought he recognized the tacky décor. Although, it would be odd for them to be at the location since it was an ocean away. Although, the portal they fell into could had dropped them off anywhere in the world. "Uh...I think I know where we are?"

"Where?"

Kazumi pointed to certain paintings. "China." He motioned to the paintings. "Remember that ugly looking ink dragon scroll on the wall. The one Jiao-Long has in his room to use whenever he talks about the meaning behind his name."

Kosuke squinted his eyes and looked at it with a grimace. "There is no way that were-" He looked to his brother with a concerned glance. "We're in China. Aren't we?"

"Yup."

"Well, shit." Kosuke rubbed the back of his neck. "Past or future?"

"From the lack of family portraits, I say past." Kazumi grasped onto Kosuke's arm and they slowly made their way throughout the hallway. "Even the color scheme looks different. I don't know when all the future stuff was added, but I say this is decades back."

Wincing at a particularly familiar phoenix statue, Kosuke muttered. "I'm surprised they kept the same statues for that long." He remembered when they broke the tail off of it and successfully laid the blame on Jiao-Long.

Kazumi arched a brow. "That statue probably cost more than all of our cameras combined."

"Blasphemy." Kosuke dramatically gasped.

"Let go!" A familiar voice caused the twins to backtrack to a larger hallway. "I don't want to! Stop!"

Kosuke and Kazumi didn't have to voice anything out loud before they slipped off their boots. Setting them to the side, they tip toed close to the large set of doors that was one of main bedrooms of the manor home. On the rare occasion they visited the place, Fei Long kept this bedroom closed at all times. The actual main bedroom was situated in a different location.

Fei Long didn't answer the twins when they badgered him on the secret room. Further pushing their curiosity enough for them to scale down the side of the place when they grew old enough. They thought they would see some weird BDSM room or even a torture chamber, but it was just a dusty old bedroom.

Boring.

To their surprise, the door was open enough for them to peer inside.

Making sure to lessen their breathing, Kosuke and Kazumi observed the interior of the room. The smell of aphrodisiac permeated the room, making their noses itch. At least they knew where the smell came from.

Their instance of interest was dashed when they identified the people on the bed.

"Uh...is that Uncle Fei Long?" Kazumi whispered in disbelief.

Kosuke squinted his eyes, trying to disperse the image he saw before them. "Well...unless we are both reacting to a side effect of that shit aphrodisiac, we are seeing our uncle trying to touch our otou-sama."

Kosuke and Kazumi turned to one another, one thought passed through their minds: They were going to beat the living hell out of their so called uncle.

Gritting their teeth, they carefully opened the doors enough for them to slip through. The twins snuck close enough to Fei Long to catch him off guard. Good thing they took off their leather boots, they would had squeaked up a storm, giving them away before they could do something.

They ignored Fei Long holding otou-sama's jaw to guide him down to suck him off. Focusing on what they saw did nothing more than anger them. To see their strong otou-sama so vulnerable and weak broke out their protective instincts.

"Vibe check!" They screamed in unison as Kosuke slammed his fist into Fei Long's face and Kazumi followed suit with a punch to his wind pipe.

Fei Long fell backwards. His head slammed against the nearby table before he slumped down onto the ground. Unconscious.

Akihito gaped as the mysterious young men continued to kick Fei Long.

Kosuke snapped. "What the fuck, man?! You were a molester all along!"

Kazumi sniffed. "I knew something was up with him. His son was always too grabby for my liking. Ryo aniki and then us!? He must had learned that shit from his parents." He slammed his foot onto Fei Long's chest for good measure. "And stay down!"

Catching their breath, Kosuke and Kazumi turned toward the bed. Takaba Akihito stared back at them in disbelief. Frozen in place as he looked between the fallen Fei Long and the familiar looking boys who came to his rescue.

Kazumi immediately removed his long wool knitted sweater and rushed to place it around Akihito's body. He was taken aback at seeing him in such a state. Their otou-sama in the future would had shot someone in the kneecap before they dared to touch him inappropriately. Considering the danger of being the mate of a public figure, it made sense for him to learn self defense or to carry a concealed weapon.

Kosuke grasped Akihito's hand and guided him off the bed. Kazumi made sure to rub his shoulders to provide a sense of comfort. They were relieved when Akihito didn't flinch back or demand them to let go. Even if they did nothing wrong, having their otou-sama reject him, a younger version at that, would hurt them deeply.

Kosuke inquired. "Ready to go?"

"Go where?" Swaying to the side, Akihito worried his lower lips. "I thought there were no exits.."

Kazumi beamed. "Oh, but there are many exits. You just have to follow us."

In his haze, Akihito didn't recognize the smell that clung onto these young men. "Wait...are you two alphas?"

Shaking their heads to answer no, Kosuke and Kazumi helped him out of the room.

"Nah, we just smell like chichiue." They simultaneously claimed. "You'll recognize it once that aphrodisiac wears off a bit,"

Once Akihito gathered some of his bearings, he managed to keep up with the twins as they continued on running through the hallways. The twins slowed down their stride in order for Akihito not to get left behind. Akihito observed them from behind, curious as to why these young men inspired familiarity in Akihito.

It didn't take long for him to identify who they reminded him of.

Something about these two reminded him of Asami.

From their black hair to the peeks of gold in their hazel eyes, the scent he previously didn't recognize was now familiar. The scent almost matched Asami's burnt ash and wood scent. Meaning, these two were Asami family members. Many family members embodied similar scents to mark them as part of the same branch or family.

Akihito didn't understand why Asami sent his own family members to come save him. It seemed like an odd action to take.

Kosuke and Kazumi entered through a hallway without hesitation.

"Wait..." Akihito slowed down enough to walk. "Are you two related to Asami Ryuichi?"

Kosuke and Kazumi shared a glance before sheepishly smiling.

Akihito stopped running and paused in the middle of the hallway. "Well? Are you? Because you two look-"

Kosuke waved it off. "Oh, c'mon now. How could we look like that guy?"

Kazumi tacked on. "Not like we look like boyish versions of the man. Don't be ridiculous."

Kosuke grasped onto Akihito's hand and tugged him toward the exit. "We know an exit that leads outside of this place. So, just follow us. It's hidden against the wall and it leads to the forestry area. Oh, I'm Kosuke by the way."

"I'm Kazumi." Kazumi flanked his brother's side with a disarming grin. "Despite what Ryo aniki would say, we are not going to expose who chichiue is -"

Akihito snatched his hand back and gave the twins an unamused look. "Asami Ryuichi is my mate. Isn't he?"

Kosuke and Kazumi swore under their breaths. Looking to their otou-sama, he was rubbing his temples with a grimace. The sort of expression he wore whenever they went too far or chichiue pissed him off. Otou-sama rarely showed his displeasure, but when he did they felt terrible and guilty afterwards.

Akihito let out a deep sigh before he stretched out his arms. Motioning them for a hug, Kosuke and Kazumi immediately pounced, entangling themselves in his arms. Akihito couldn't help but preen them and scent their necks with his released scent. Asami's scent was non existent. Daily showers washed away Asami's burnt ash and wood scent from his body. Fei Long pushed him to get rid of the claiming scent in order to attempt his acts onto him.

Of course, these boys appeared out of nowhere and knocked him out with a punch.

A sense of relief overtook his body, causing a chuckle to escape his lips. Fei Long would sport bruises for days because of the intervention of his sons. Sons raised under Asami's guiding hand.

"Uh...we kind of have to go now." Kazumi ruined their little family moment as chaos started ensuing far from their location. "I'm sure the guards and Fei Long are going to come look for us soon."

Akihito chuckled nervously. "Oh yeah...I forgot where we were for the moment. Go ahead."

Kosuke rushed to open the secret door, bringing in bright light to the once darkened corridor. Their eyes acclimated to the sudden light before they fast walked out of the door before Kazumi gently closed it shut.

Akihito watched his sons disappear before his eyes as a portal sucked them in. Kosuke and Kazumi managed to utter an, We love you, otou-sama, before the portal closed shut. Clutching one of his sons coats, he couldn't remember which one was which, he pondered on where to go. Kosuke and Kazumi helped him to escape Fei Long's hidden home, but he didn't know where to go next.

Walking around barefoot, in a knee length sweater, without underwear, would gain him nothing but trouble. Either he would get assaulted or victim blamed for being reckless enough to get caught into a vulnerable situation. It was a lose lose situation. Unless, he encountered an omega who could provide him clothes for him to use before he attempted to leave the country.

Sighing, he inhaled the mixed up scent of one of his sons and Asami's stronger scent. Asami's scent did bring him comfort. A comfort Akihito lost after his own alpha father died when he was a teenager. He liked having an alpha's scent on his skin or his clothing. It was a simulation of pack.

Building up his courage, Akihito walked down the hidden path. He buttoned up the knitted sweater, uncomfortable to have gaps of fabric to sneak in air onto his exposed skin.

All of a sudden, a pair of arms grasped onto him.

Before he struggled, Asami reassured him. "Akihito. It's me."

Akihito froze. "Asami?" Tipping his head back, he gazed into Asami's familiar golden eyes. Asami loosened his grip, making it easier for him to turn around. "How did you find me?"

Asami wrapped his arms around Akihito, "Fei Long sent word of your kidnapping. I thought I would be too late, but from the state of you. You seem to be in one piece. Not at all smelling like..." He looked Akihito up and down and didn't recognize the sweater he wore. "Wait...you have never worn this sort of sweater before."

"Uh...because this isn't mine." Akihito chuckled nervously. "It belongs to my son. My sons rescued me from Fei Long."

"Sons?"

Akihito nodded his head. "Visitation, you know? My second and third born. I expected my eldest but apparently they managed to get through the portal. Anyway! They learned how to fight from a young age and fought off Fei Long before...something happened."

Giving Asami eye contact, Akihito tried hard not to compare him to their sons. Kosuke and Kazumi were little Asami clones but with huge grins and mischievous auras. He imagined Asami muttering about his influence contaminating their children. Albeit, in a teasing way as they watched their pups cause chaos throughout the world.

Asami ran his fingers through Akihito's hair. "Do I need to ask who their alpha father is?"

Akihito shook his head with a snort. "If you had seen those two, you wouldn't be asking that question. They look far too much like their alpha father." He nudged Asami's shoulder with a grin. "Too bad they take more after me though."

"Interesting." Asami leaned close, his lips hovered over Akihito's mouth. "Anymore surprises?"

Akihito wrapped his arms around Asami's neck. "Nope. They returned to the future. So...we might not see them for the next few years." He connected their lips before Asami said another word.

Entangling his fingers through Asami's hair, Akihito deepened their kiss. Asami's croak of shock prompted Akihito to mold their bodies together. Ignoring their incoming company, Akihito made sure to encase himself in Asami's scent before he released him from his hold.

Asami's wandering hands paused at his lower back and felt the lack of clothing. His lover's predatory stare promised a long night in a bed. Not that Akihito minded. He wanted to regain Asami's scent, to permeate it throughout his whole body.

Akihito mused, Asami would make a handsome alpha father.

The end.