Restart my life:
chapter 2 : Tokyo Times, Early Edition.
The Editor-in-Chief Mr Ejin, At Tokyo Times newspaper was sitting at his desk, file, documents scraps of paper surrounded him and general mess but for him its called an organized editor was rubbin his temples, he knew a migraine was coming, he had quit smoking a few weeks ago, due to becoming a proud grandfather to a little baby girl.
Mr Ejin shifted on his sit, he was waiting for his favorite photographer to send in his assignments. Takaba should have been finished roughly an hour ago, he glanced at his watch. This assignment someone had called in anonymous to his departments number not threw the switch board. the man had given them a place, date and time, It was suspicious as it was quite specific in detail his secretary also let slip who would cover the story.
Mr Ejin was suspicious but then the scoop was more important so he didnt care as long as it was on the front page of todays edition. Mr Ejin had been Editor-in-chief for over 20 years so the information that came in didn't sit well in his gut, they wanted to know who would cover the story, usually they never divulged that kind of information but she let slip it was mitarai day off, so Takaba was the only one who could take the asignment. the person on the line see happy.
So here Mr Ejin still rubbing his temples thinking uncomfortable hoping that boy wouldn't get himself into trouble; again in all his years. Akihito more often than not came to work banged up. Akihito was either a magnet for trouble or he was reckless maybe even both, his Editor couldn't decide, he like Akihito he was a great worker always putting in a lot more effort than his other photographes then theirs his smile so bright even after getting injured he come in all giddy with a smile on his face.
Then his gut would coil a deep niggling feeling that years of investigation you instinctively knew something might be wrong, he was questioning himself if he should have listen to it his gut feeling, a thought flashed across his mind "I hope it wasn't a trap. I hope Akihito is safe"
When a sound pulled him out of his thoughs; it was ping sound, Mr Ejin recognized it it was an incoming email on his computer. Editor face lit up in delight it was from Takaba Akihito 2 photos attached with a short message, best shots of tonight assignment hope it goes to print before being pulled, its going to be fucking huge...
Rubbing his hands together before opened the documents Akihito had sent. "oh you beauty Akihito, I hope its juicy" as he clicked to opened the attached files. "Fucking hell Akihito, you scored big, you are going to get a triple bonus for this."
The editor knew this was gonna be sooo big, so before an army of lawyers show up banging at his door, he set to work to get this story to print in time for the First Edition, he was quick as lighting writing a quick article as he sent off the pictures to printer. with Akihito name under was writen the photographer name.
"you deserve credit kid" as he lent back on his chair, feeling giddy about the story.
kirishima as always was awake before Asami Ryuichi woke, it was always hard to make sure Asami didn't put a bullet threw someones head before lunch cause he was in a bad mood. However lately that young man of his Takaba Akihito, for all his wayward antics, was a blessing; he kept Asami level, since Hong Kong 2 years ago, Asami had soften well not soften but some of his ruff edges smoothed alittle, kirishima thought about the boy. and approved to himself
"I like him, he's good for the boss" even though he'd be the death of him and his colleagues, especially Suoh Kazumi who mostly had to get him but if it was dangerous or Takaba life was in danger Asami alway went himself.
This Takaba had lasted 2 years, longer than anyone, who came into Asami life, most of his ex lovers just saw his money, but Takaba was only wanting to care for Asami, a smile graced kirishima face and he had proven plenty of times his loyalty again and again in there world. he was priceless.
The paper landed on the doorstep at 4am he would glace threw to make sure any of Asami business wasn't attracting the wrong attention. Asami was always so careful with his illegal side of his business, however Akihito always got wind of something, but ran it pass Asami to make sure, he was a good kid at heart.
"Fucking hell" kirishima shouted nearly waking the whole building up, as he picked up the paper. Then his phone started ringing, kirishima rolled his eyes today was going be the worst day in his entire life, actually anyone who was connected to Sion Inc, was going to have bad day. As his phoned ranged again. Reluctantly he answered it was prosecutor Kuroda Shinji was on the line,
"I know Kirishima you've seen it, has he seen it, I've already sent lawyers to Tokyo Times to stop and pull any more pictures being published, I will be there in 45 mins" kuroda Shinji was agitated. kirishima sighed
"No I just seen it, but my phone is gonna ring no stop from now on" sighing again, as he rubbed his eyes.
"I'll be there soon, to help" kuroda clipped, as the phone called ended.
Kirishima really didnt want to wake him up especially for this, damage control would be number 1 priority, and hopfully Akihito could explain if Asami would listen or he better be bloody good at hiding, Akihito was already in trouble ditching his guards last night, but Akihito had phoned at 9pm "saying he was on a job and safe," was all the that said. As he looked at the pictures again he was concerned due to the fact that when was Asami in that hotel.
kirishima took deep breaths, as he took the elevator to the top floor, most of his men had flats lower down it was practical as thing moved fast. opening the penthouse door, lights were off, he went into kitchen to put the coffee on, he listen no sound of sex, he looked at the door, no Takaba Akihito shoes, so he didnt come home.
kirishima took is phone out, "Souh find Akihito now, or any trace of him" kirishima walked towards to the bedroom door, sweat was actually beading down his face, nothing like this has ever happen, the boy could just riled Asami up so much, you didnt know weather he'd shot him or kiss him. He knocked the bedroom door, after a pause he heard a deep husky "yes." kirishima took a breath " theres a situation sir, it can not wait." just as he walked away from the door he heard "Fine be right there."
Asami was lying in bed, he'd came home late, usually Akihito was home by the time he arrives, since that Suduo incident in the warehouse, Akihito had settled, not always fighting him, but he was always waiting for him, so he felt a little sad that the penthouse was empty, he went into the kitchen Akihito had left a note "breakfast in fridge topshelf just reheat, you do know how to use a microwave, winky face, 1minute to reheat. Akihito" he smiled.
Akihito was just the perfect wife, chuckled to himself he eat showered then he went to bed, he always liked it coming home seeing him in his bed safe, it actually felt cold and empty without him. It had been a long night and he was bone tired. he was surprised at 4:30am kirishima knocked, 2hours sleep and Akihito still not come home, a knot in his stomach coiled, he was actually praying the brat hadn't done something stupid, as he swung his legs off the bed he slipped on his swearpants, sparked a cigarette took a lung full of nicotine before he left the bedroom.
A newspaper was thrown at his chest, as soon as the bedroom door opened, confused at kirishma behaviour, Asami chuckled. Asami stopped and looked at two photos staring up at him, The Headline read " Sion CEO homosexuality is confirmed" (ceo gets to the bottom of things)
"Where's Akihito, I have to let him know before he see this" Asami voice edge with concern.
kirishima sighed again cause that was all he could do at the moment.
"Sir, these are Akihito photos, he took them" as he walked over to the paper to show Asami the bold black typeface, with Akihito name under the photos.
"Fucking shit" was all Asami could say as he walked over to the couch and sat down. The wind was knocked out of Asami. kirishima walked into the kitchen winced at the note Akihito left, grabbed a tray with 3 cups of coffee. Asami just looked like he saw a ghost, the paper in his hand still, just looking at the 2 photos, which weren't grainy, but near good quality, except there was a stranged angel to the pictures.
Asami just looked at kirishima as he handed him coffee,
"the other cup is for Kuroda Shinji he'll be here in 5 mins" Kirishima mention then a knock on the door,
"that will be him."
Asami just started at the photos, in glorious hi definition Asami Ryuichi having sex. The other was Asami Ryuichi having an orgasm with a blond boy in a hotel room and it wasn't Akihito. He threw the paper photo side down on the table, and held his face in his hand. "fucking hell"
Kuroda Shinji was Ryuichi brother by adoption no one knew, and they wanted to keep it that way.
"Is it true Ryuichi" kuroda Shinji spoke in a firm tone.
Asami just laughted as he pulled another cigarette and placed it too his lips, "I don't answer to you Shinji" blowing smoke in the air.
"really" as he walked over to the telvision, and turned it on
"you are the running News story today, the CEO Of Sion is gay, we might not have a problem with it but other people do, Do you realize that the Nikkei (Japanese stock exchange) opens in 30mins you might not have a company anymore" Kuroda shinji was mad as he just stared at Asami,
"that fucking toy of yours has brought you to your ruin." kuroda Shinji scoffed.
Asami straighten his back, with a dangerous tone,
"Do not speak about Akihito like that " it came more like a quiet growl as he spoke, Asami looked at kirishima while keeping kuroda Shinji in his sight just incase he said something else to make him want to break his neck. Kirishima started speaking
"sir, all we know is Takaba was at that hotel last night we know the photos came in about 2am to the paper, but we think it was earlier not sure, at present" kirishima phoned went off, he excused himself.
Asami was now fully looking a kuroda Shinji.
Asami sighed "I was at the hotel last night, some charity thing but I left about 10, went to Sion. Then back at penthouse around 3" Asami turned off the television he could not look at the photos plastered over the screen.
"well your boy pick your most flattering side," kuroda Shinji said with a weak smile.
Asami chuckled, as snubbed his cigarette out.
"I've already stopped the paper running anymore photos. However the damage is done our only course of action news conference dening these claims, and the pictures are a hoax to ruin your reputation" kuroda Shinji continued, Asami paused,
"No" cold as steel. Shinji was about to open his mouth. Asami lifted his coffee cup
"l said No and ruin Takaba Akihito reputation at the same time, I wont do that,"
Kuroda Shinji could not believe what he just heard
"he threw you under the bus, Ryuichi without a second thought, who knows if he was just been waiting to betray you or is this part of a bigger scam to bring the great Asami Ryuichi down" kuroda Shinji voice edge with disdain.
Asami with with grace of a large cat, had his hand was round kuduo Shinji throat, looking at him holding all his control on a very tight leash his words clipped
"Akihito was set up, I know cause it wasn't me in that room last night, and my lover conveniently took my image, having sex with another blond boy, I know 100% that he is hurting, so yes I am thinking of him first. Akihito would never and I mean never betray me do you understand Shinji"
Asami released his hand from Kuroda Shinji throat, he sat back down, lighting another cigarette. Kuroda Shinji was shocked, rubbing his throat
"you trust that boy, or are you just in denial Ryuichi" Kuroda Shinji spoke as he glared at Asami.
Asami smirked "Akihito is" and stops short of what he was going to say
"schedule a conference for this morning at 9, that the images are real however that it was a well sophisticated hoax, we are investigating how this could happen, I was at a gathering at that hotel but at the time these photos were taken l was at a charity gala with independ eye witnesses"
Asami rubbed his temple.
"no scrape that, issue a statement that futher investigation is needed, to see how the hoax was committed, but Akihito in good faith believed what he saw, his integrity is not in question understand" Asami said before picking up his coffee.
kududo just nodded, finished his coffee, got up to leave.
"I will try some damage control my end" Kuroda Shinji shaking his head, wondering was Akihito really that trustworthy or was Asami in denial not wanting to believe he was decieved. Asami must have seen kuroda Shinji expression and just smirked.
kirishima walked back into the room noticing Asami chain smoking, it was never a good sign.
"Akihito phone has been located, at a airfield 40mins from that hotel, its been damaged, Souh is bringing it to our tech to see who he called last, there are men stationed at his friend and family, houses just in case he makes contact" Kirishima could feel the tension in the room.
Asami was rubbing his head, trying to think of his next move.
"see if any planes took off around 12-4am maybe not in official logs, bide anyone at that airfield. If Akihito thinks I have betrayed him he's running scared especially after sending those photos, I know him he's afraid of me at this moment he thinks he's betrayed me with sending those photos, its my fault"
with a very dejected voice and looked at Kirishima
"I never convey in words that I cared for him deeply, so he didn't need much to think I was capable of this" Asami rubbed his eyes
"I want to know how this was done, it is fucking clever and meant to break Akihito and ruin me, personally" Asami then walking towards Akihito workroom. Asami closed his eyes he could feel Akihito pain and Asami chest ached.
Returning to kirishima Asami whispered
"he hasn't taken anything, check his bank account. i will be ready togo to work in 1 hour"
Asami just walked slowly into his bedroom.
Kirishima nodded, surprised at Asami honest declaration about Takaba. well he suspected the photos were iffy so now the hunt was on for the person responsible for this and Takaba this is gonna be a very long day.
T.B.C.