Music played softly in the large house. Not a single neighboring home lay close. Cars filled the driveway. Tall trees blocking all view from the street. People entered through the front door. Many not to be see for some hours to come. Inside, lay naked bodies withering in ecstasy. Eyes of varying colors looked everywhere, seeing nothing. Moans, sighs and screams filled the air as bodies became one in an act of lust.

Ryuichi took it all in with the air of one who had seen this sight many times before. His businessman's mind satisfied by the numerous repeat clients and new comers. Ryuichi let himself a small smile, knowing he had done his father proud once again.

Leaning his head back against the large, comfortable leather chair he sat in; Ryuichi closed his eyes. Ignoring the dark haired girl riding his dick as if there was no tomorrow. Perhaps, for her, there would not be. Azumi Ryouko; famous model, loved by millions; was a nuisance. She owed her fame, her money, all to him and his. The bitch was so self absorbed, that she failed to see the money she owed the Asami Clan. And the Asami Clan was not one for letting debts be forgiven or forgotten. However, her need for drugs, was her one saving grace. For now.

Azumi Ryouko paid thousands of yen every day to keep herself in that happy bliss only drugs could give her. But that income for the Asamis, was only just enough to keep her on this side of retaliation for that thoughtlessness. Then again…

Ryuichi shuddered in disgust as Azumi Ryouko tried to kiss him. The dirty bitch fancied herself in love with him and thought herself his girlfriend. As if what she had between her legs interested him in anything other than what it could get him. Annoyed, Ryuichi shoved the model off him. Slowing a small smirk to cross his lips as the slut hit the hard floor. Waving a hand at the three men currently enjoying the latest in the Asami Clan's drugs, Purple Orgy. Yeah, his father was rather teenage boyish in his naming of drugs.

Purple Orgy was a purple — yeah, surprising — powder that one inhaled from a small crystal bowl. It allowed its user to feel pure euphoria without worry of addiction. The drug also had a rather interesting affect on sex. That affect was what had the clients coming back again and again.

Grinning, the three men paid the 100,148 yen each. Before grabbing the upset model now clinging to his pants sobbing. With a cold look, Ryuichi looked down at her. "It is time you learned your true place in this world Azumi Ryouko."

"Ryu—" Whatever the model was about to say, was cut off as she was thrown onto one of many beds in the room. One of the men already inside her sloppy cunt.

~ THE BAD BOY & THE INNOCENT ~

Ryuichi took refuge in his office. The thick, soundproofed walls keeping out all the noise of the party. Closing his eyes, the dark haired teen took a deep breath. Akihito's beautiful smile dancing behind his lids. Takaba Akihito was his long time best friend and childhood crush. He had met the smaller boy years ago while they were all still in elementary school.

Akihito's father, Takaba Richard, worked for years at Sion Corporation. The Asami Clan's forefront business and Asami Ryu's second child. Asami Ryu, was a proud supporter of families and protecting those loyal to himself and his company. Takaba Richard was one such loyal employee. So when learning of little Akihito's plight, Asami Ryu had done all he could to help. Using the Clan's personal as well as the Sion Corporation's lawyers. He allowed Takaba Richard to work from home so he could care for his traumatized son. He had even increased the man's pay. Asami Ryu had taken to visiting father and son. Even taking his own son, nephew and their best friend along with him.

Akihito had been so shy and frightened. It had taken nearly a year for the other boy to talk to Ryuichi, Kei and Kazumi. Soon the four of them had become the best of friends. The three becoming protective of Akihito. As for Ryuichi, he was immediately in love with the much smaller boy.

Sighing, Ryuichi let himself fall into the fantasy of being with Akihito. Sunset walks, movies watched with no one but themselves. Sweet kisses — Akihito. Sharp bites — himself. Nights spent soaked in sweat and the scent of lovemaking. Akihito's sweet sighs and moans in his ears. It was a beautiful fantasy, but not one he could allow himself to have. Akihito was so sweet, he needed someone that was not him. He needed someone who would touch him gently, not leave harsh reminders on his body by way of bruises, welts, bites and so much worse. After all Akihito had been through …

Ryuichi's office door opened, distracting him from his depressing thoughts. A genuine smile stirred on his mouth as his younger cousin, Kruoda Shinji, walked in. Dressed as impeccably as always. "Evening Shinji."

"Evening Ryuichi. I see the party is in full swing. Uncle Ryu will be very pleaded."

Ryuichi allowed himself a smug grin for a moment. "He always is."

Standing, Ryuichi poured both Shinji and himself of the best scotch available, before returning to his desk chair. Before either teen could speak, the office door flew open, bouncing off the wall with a loud bang. Kirishima Kei walked in as if he owned the office, heading straight for Shinji. Shinji's eyes lit up as they took in the spitfire that was Kirishima Kei. Taking a hold of Shinji's collar, Kei pulled the other teen forward and mashed his lips to Shinji's. Shinji took what Kei gave and gentled it, kissing the other teen until he was a breathless mess.

Kei pulled back. "I've missed you Shin."

Shinji chuckled. "I have been away but a few hours my bird."

Kei whimpered. "It was too long!" He stomped a foot for emphasis. "You can't be gone for so long Shin. I can't handle it. I need you."

"Then strip for me little bird."

Without hesitation, Kei stripped himself free of his pristine school uniform. Tossing it aside with no concern for the wrinkled mess that would ensue.

"Come here little bird." Shinji held out one hand, Kei took it. Shinji spread his legs, allowing for Kei to kneel between. "Prepare me for that luscious body." Shinji's eyes darkened. Kei's hands made fast work of the fastenings of the pants before him. Licking his lips hungrily, he swallowed his lover's cock whole.

Making his exit quietly, Ryuichi headed for the back house and the private garden located there. Unbidden, thoughts of his sweet Akihito returned to him. Pulling a cigarette free, he lit it. Letting the toxins burn away the desire he felt rise up inside him.

NOTES:

Shinji and Kei are Ryuichi's cousins but are not related to each other. Asami Ryu's (Ryuichi's dad) has a sister who married Kirishima Hojo and had Kei. Asami Ryu married a female of the Kruoda family. Shinji is the son of her brother