Well I thought I'd throw this one out there, my fics are filled with things I love, so I thought I'd add in another thing. Cars! My hubby (I sound old when I say that, I am only 22, we are highschool sweethearts haha) and I have owned 3 different Nissan Skylines over the years as well as sport wagons by Nissan (Nissan stagea if anyone wants to look it up, same engine as a skyline, seriously, we love skylines). Currently, we only have one Nissan stagea, we had to sell our other Stagea and our 2004 skyline when we moved from NZ to Australia. *Cries*
Anyway! I thought I'd combine it with a bit of Okane Ga Nai spice with the twins, as people know Homare has some serious driving skills because of his past and owns a skyline as well, so it gave me an idea and I ran with it. This ones probably gonna be a bit serious/lotsa action and less on the funny side, but that depends on if I keep it going. Let me know what ya'll think and if I should continue! Ideas would be good too, so PM me if you like!
Takaba seriously OOC in this. (probably)
Takaba's delinquent (well, much more then delinquent) past rears its incredibly ugly head. Our favorite crime lord/photographer duo find they share a common enemy.
Asami Ryuichi sat at the charity ball conversing with transport minister Daiki at one of the tables. Dressed impeccable as always in a three-piece suit with Suoh and Kirhishima standing guard against the closest wall, the two were also on the look out for Takaba Akihito. Although the pair lived together and were in a relationship, if that's what you'd call it, they were attending separately, Asami was attending as a major business tycoon, and Akihito was attending as a representative for the media.
Asami had his back to the room, and upon seeing both of his men raise their eyebrows, which is a surprise in itself, he turned around to something he never would have expected.
Across the hall, his young photographer dressed in the suit that Asami had given him, was talking with a well known set of twins, Homare and Misao Kuba, Kanou Somuku's most trusted men. Kanou was Tokyo's biggest legal and illegal loan shark, people were almost as scared of him as they were of Asami.
It wasn't the fact that he was talking with them that came as the biggest surprise, it was that they seemed so familiar with each other that had the yakuza voicing his displeasure with a low growl.
One of the twins, ruffled Akihito's hair while smiling and poking at his camera, as if in mockery.
The other had a plate of finger food and stuffed something small into Akihito's mouth, to which the small blonde smiled and took another off the plate.
How on earth did Akihito know two of the most ruthless assistants of the criminal underworld, and so intimately? It didn't matter, Takaba Akihito belonged to Asami and no one else.
Asami excused himself from the conversation and made to walk across the room to drag his boy out by the ear and question him, when he was stopped by Kanou himself.
"If you make a face like that Ryuichi, then people will know you for what you really are." the business tyrant handed Asami a flute of champagne before continuing "so, what's got you looking so pissed?"
Asami inclined his head in the direction of the twins and Akihito in answer.
Kanou still hadn't clicked on "Oh, who's the cute boy with my men?"
"That's my cute boy, Somuku."
"Hmm, how does he know those two? I thought he was a photo-… No way, Misao just gave him food."
"And what's the significance of that?"
"Misao doesn't give food to anyone apart from Homare. They must be close."
Not liking the direction of the topic, Asami strode over emitting a cold glare, people all around him moved out of the way as they felt his unrelenting presence. Kanou walked beside him while Suoh and Kirishima tailed behind, everyone of them was curious by now.
Akihito's eyes widened as he saw the group of men approaching, led by the golden eyed man, "Asami, fancy seeing you here, heh."
The Kuba brothers bent in a slight bow before offering their greetings to their boss's friend.
"Akihito, would you mind telling me how you know these two so well, hmmm?"
The twins eyed Akihito at the same time and both said "You didn't tell him anything Aki?"
The room got 10 degrees cooler as Asami heard them both address Akihito so casually, the photographer was starting to look sheepish with all the attention. Asami grabbed his wrist before he tried to make a break for it.
"Tell me what Ak-" Asami was interrupted as the twins and Akihito's phones all went off at the same time, a few moments later Kirishima's and Asami's phone beeped with alerts also.
Dismissing the messages, Asami watched the Kuba brothers exchange glances with Akihito before they all checked their phones.
Three sets of breaths caught simultaneously as the messages were read, Homare let slip a quiet "fuck" while Misao just sat staring at the message, Asami turned to Akihito who had clenched his jaw tight and was gripping his phone with white knuckles.
"What the fuck is going on you two?" barked Kanou, who had had enough of the mystery.
"No time to explain, sorry boss" said Homare, who pulled his keys out of his pocket and placed them in Akihito's hand, "Akihito, the skyline is parked out the back, take it and head to the safe house, we'll meet you there as soon as we can."
Misao leaned in close to the still stiff photographer, Asami made to stop him but paused as he saw Misao slip a handgun into Akihito's suit pocket. What would Akihito need a gun for?
"You're gonna need it Aki. Go, we'll be there soon."
The blonde bent down and began packing his stuff hastily with a dark look in his eyes, a look Asami had never seen in his kitten before.
"Sorry Asami, no time. I'll have to explain when this is all sorted out, I need to go."
"Don't scratch the car Akihito." whispered Homare as Akihito turned to leave.
"Shut up egg, since when have I scratched a car?!" Akihito hissed back.
"What about all the ones you blew up huh?"
"Blowing up and scratching are two different things. Fuck, you're still harping on about that."
Akihito rushed out of the hall and into the foyer, the dark fire still burning in his eyes, Asami was right behind with his brows pursed in anger, his two best men hot on his tail.
"Asami sama, the message-"
"Not now, Kirishima. Akihito, what is going on?" He spun Akihito around by the shoulder and hissed the question, quite fed up with being kept in the dark, his boy had been given a gun and told to go to a safe house, and he didn't know a damn thing about it.
"I'm sorry Asami, I can't right now, and we really can't be seen together. Stay here." Akihito brushed the hand away and dashed for the door, but Asami wasn't about to be put off, not if Akihito was in danger like it seemed.
All four men had arrived at the bottom stairs outside the building when Akihito whirled around to face them "Ryuichi, please just go back inside. It's not safe!" His eyes were pleading and desperate, if Asami had a heart, it would have broken at the image before him.
"So you were working for him all those years ago were you? And here I thought you double-crossed us cos our boss shot your friend. Takaba Akihito, no where is safe for you now!" a voice sneered from behind them and two men with guns cocked and loaded stepped out of the shadows from beside the building, the lead man was short and feral looking and he oozed insanity like a disease.
The sound of a gunshot rang out as Suoh stepped in between the two parties and took the hit, Akihito snarled in rage as he watched Suoh go down, drawing the gun he had been given, he fired two quick shots which sent the two gunman ducking for cover.
"Asami, keep your gun in, it'll be bad if the public see you with one. Pick Suoh up and follow me, hurry!" He stayed Asami's hand in his coat with his own, and sent Kirishima the same look.
It all happened in seconds, and the secretary and boss bent down to take one shoulder each of the badly wounded bodyguard and followed Akihito to the parking lot at the back of the building, all the while Akihito had his eyes peeled and gun at the ready for another attack.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" Akihito muttered to himself as they found the Nissan GTR that Homare Kuba owned.
The four men ducked and raced for the car as more shots rang out in the night, Akihito cursed the two-door vehicle as he put the seats forward for Kirishima to sit with Suoh in the back.
Asami sat in the front passenger seat while Akihito strapped himself into the driver seat, any other time, hearing the turbo charge of his old car firing would have given Takaba Akihito a hard on, but not now.
Now, he had some serious driving to do. Driving like he hadn't done in a long time.