Restart my life.
Chapter 18: An Unexpected Visit
Akihito was restless, lying on the couch in the penthouse, looking at the ceiling. Asami had been hovering since he left the hospital, which, he admitted, was nice, at times, in small doses; but at other times, in his full-on possessive mode: argh. "I am not some delicate princess, Asami" he snarled loudly at the man in the kitchen making tea.
Asami knew he was in trouble when his surname was spoken in that petulant tone. "No, you are far from delicate, Kitten" he poked him a little, chuckling to himself, just to be rewarded with a shout of "Bastard!" Knowing full well Akihito was rebelling against both the boredom of convalescence and the indignity of being called "princess", Asami walked in and placed the cups on the table, sat down beside Akihito and lifting the boy's legs onto his lap, prepared to take his life in his own hands.
"I, am not, a princess" was ground out as a pair of blue eyes glared at him. Asami leaned over and kissed Akihito.
"You are my princess, Your Highness" Asami smirked through the kiss, pleased with the look Akihito gave him. "It's only been three weeks, and you have improved a great deal. You've pushed hard in rehab, the limp is hardly noticeable now, so I know you're not weak, Kitten." Asami stroked Akihito's legs, and started massaging Akihito's foot.
"So my princess, have you told anyone about the new wedding date?" he asked, glancing over at Akihito.
"Uh, I… I thought you were" he replied, looking a little lost.
"No, that's your job. I had everything planned out, but as we had to wait to assess your recovery… well, we're now going with Plan B. We were meant to have left last week, but you decided it was more important to go get stabbed instead." Sarcasm lay thick on Asami's lips as he kissed the top of Akihito's foot. "If you didn't want to get married, there were easier ways on both of us to let me know..." Akihito was confused now. He knew Asami was joking, but his tone seemed to have a deeper meaning.
Akihito moved so that he was straddling Asami's lap, resting his head on the strong shoulder. "It was an accident, Ryuichi" Akihito murmured.
"What, you accidentally backed into a knife blade?" Akihito looked at Asami with a very annoyed expression.
"If I'd known he was such a cowardly little shit, I would have kicked his ass first, and asked questions later" he huffed, a hint of pride in his voice. "Anyway, what did you do with him." Asami rubbed his hands up Akihito sides.
"Nothing." Asami kissed Akihito lightly.
When he broke the kiss, Akihito gave him a disbelieving look. "You," pointing at the big chest in front of him. "Did nothing. Really. That's not your M.O. Hanging him up in a warehouse someplace, beat all to shit is more your style; or maybe even putting a bullet in him somewhere, perhaps." Asami hummed, nodding at Akihito's accurate assessment.
"I let the police handle it, thinking you might not like me beating a student all to shit, or maybe putting a bullet in him somewhere, perhaps."
Akihito smiled "Well, yes. But remember: I intimidated his ass first." Akihito was now nestling his head in the crook of his neck, feeling Asami's deep chuckle vibrate through both their chests.
"So, once more: as the plans have changed, are you going to tell anyone?" he repeated, kissing Akihito's temple.
"Yes, actually today. Kou and Takato are coming over. I would've told them sooner, but rehabilitation was demanding; it was bad enough with them coming to visit at the hospital all the time." Akihito looked at Asami, who had a slight frown. "I didn't tell them about you asking me to marry you" he sighed, pausing to find the right words. "They are still a little wary of you, so I wanted them to get to know you a little, and to see for themselves that I am totally safe with you."
Asami raised his eyebrows at his blond's words. "So, what, you needed their approval?"
"No!" Akihito sputtered. "No, I just want all four of us to get along, that's all." Akihito started kissing Asami's neckline. "Mmm", he hummed.
"So then, what are your plans today" Asami asked, caressing the boy's back with his fingers.
"Kou and Takato are coming over to visit soon, then I'm going to the hotel to meet Fei for lunch, all as soon as you leave" he grinned as he reached up for another kiss.
"If you keep kissing me like that, I won't be able to go anywhere." Akihito looked at Asami questioningly, until Asami moved his hips to let Akihito feel the consequences of his actions rub against him.
"Will you stop being so fucking horny." Akihito slapped Asami's shoulder as he started climbing off his lap. But, Asami grabbed his waist, pulling him back in for another kiss, leaving Akihito panting hard.
Once he caught his breath, he got off (don't go there, you pervs!) of Asami's lap and sat on back on the couch, grabbing his tea. He sat with his knees up by his chest, resting the cup in his hands. "Is it me, or do you have to have the last word, and the last kiss, every single time?" Akihito gave him an amused look, playing as he sipped his drink.
"Yes" came the unabashed confirmation.
Akihito smirked at Asami. He knew if he carried on with this conversation, he'd be in the bedroom in ten seconds flat. Even if that was a very hot, sexy, temptation, Akihito firmly closed his mouth shut. Asami nodded, knowing exactly what Akihito was thinking. Asami got up and began getting ready for work. As Asami was about to leave, he kissed Akihito one last time, toe curlingly deep. "God, you tastes so damn good" Asami thought.
When he pulled away to look at Akihito, he was all flushed and sexy-looking. As Akihito regained his senses, he had a thought: "Ryuichi. Did you find the man who saved me at the university?" Asami froze for a moment, then turned to look at Akihito.
"No, not yet." Akihito knew Asami was hiding something. Every time he had asked while in the hospital, Asami either managed to deflect the question, or they were interrupt by a nurse or his physio team.
"And those beautiful flowers, they were exquisite" Akihito watched, waiting for an answer.
"Kirishima did look into it, and is currently searching for this mysterious devil of yours, but he hasn't found any leads yet. I am sure someone that distinctive will be found. As for the flowers, well, I think a nurse brought them in." Asami frowned slightly as he kissed the top of Akihito's head. "Now, I have got to go. I will see you tonight."
Akihito motioned that Asami was dismissed, and as for his explanations, well, he would just have to find out for himself. He was a reporter, after all.
"I just remembered: I also have physio this afternoon, and then our family dinner." Akihito just loved teasing the crime lord after his scolding by "big brother" Feilong while he was in hospital. Akihito didn't miss the slight flinch Asami had whenever Akihito used the word "family".
"See you tonight, brat." Asami said as he left the penthouse, knowing he had the last word.
Akihito wasn't worried about telling his best friends that he was getting married as they had both been supportive about him being gay and all, but Takato was suspicious of Asami and his work. Akihito hadn't elaborated on the other side of Asami's business, because they just didn't need to know.
At first, Takato was concerned that Aki was getting married so quickly after returning to Japan and with who he was marrying. He knew Asami was a powerful, dangerous man, and after the whole "nearly destroying Sion" incident three years before, not to mention Akihito's disappearing act. Takato was anxious, but Akihito explained how it had all been a very detailed hoax, and that the culprits had been quietly apprehend and were facing justice, all while hoping his expression was as neutral as possible. He didn't want his friends to ever know what had actually happened to those miscreants, or what part he had to played in it.
Akihito knew deep down Takato was making sure 100% that he was truly happy, and that being married was what he really wanted. When Akihito had finished relating most of what Asami had said to him about how he loved him, (leaving LOTS of other stuff out); he hated lying to his friends, but Asami's business was Asami's business. Akihito promised he was safe with him. What Kou and Takato were also concerned about was Feilong, for obvious reasons! Akihito had finally told them the truth about their first "meeting" with the man from Hong Kong, (leaving the guns and people dying parts out), relating how the two had became like brothers over time, and how he and his household had helped in Aki's recovery. Akihito explained to his friends how Feilong, Yoh and Tao were his family now.
What really rankled Akihito, however, was that after his two best friends had agreed to be friendly with Feilong and to try to get along with Asami was the loud cries in unison of "Bachelor party!" Akihito actually didn't want one, but his friends were making it impossible to say no.
Takato and Kou were so excited that their best friend was gonna get married to a billionaire. "Lucky bastard!" they both said together as they watched Akihito squirm.
Akihito's face turned to yet another newly discovered shade of red as his brow wrinkled. "I am not marrying Asami for his god damn money, you pair of idiot" he hissed. They both looked at each other, bursting out into a fit of laughter.
"Yeah, yeah, we know you're not. We've known you since you were five years old; we get it, we know you aren't that shallow. Ain't it just freakin' awesome how the one person in Tokyo who doesn't give two fucks and a fart about wealth, status and name dropping is the one who gets it all anyways."
Akihito sniggered, then started laughing. "Fine, so when is the big event?"
Takato said "As soon as your leg is sound. We're hoping by next weekend, or the weekend after at the latest." Akihito blushed at his words: was he really gonna marry Asami that quickly? This was why he wanted everything over and done with, so there was no time to overthink things. Wishing he could kick that boy's ass for disrupting his life, he started to feel like he was getting wound up. Kou placed a hand on Aki's shoulder, making him look up.
"Don't worry, Aki-chan, we are going to throw the bestest bachelor party ev-er" he crowed, feeling 'way too pleased at the prospect.
Akihito frowned. "All due respect, guys, but I feel the same way about this party as I do about Asami's money: I don't want any!" Akihito harrumphed, exasperated with his so-called "friends".
Akihito texted Asami exactly what everybody knew now about whom, and how his best friends were happy for him; so as soon as he could, Asami was to play nice with his boys, and contact Takato. As Takato and Kou were in the elevator heading down the the building's lobby, Takato's phone rang. When Asami introduced himself, Takato put his phone on speaker, and he and Kou explained about Aki's bachelor party, along with some of their ideas for it, and how they could maybe arrange a secret meeting with him about the wedding itself. Asami was too amused at this idea, but didn't want to be overheard on the phone in public, so he wanted to know if they could pop into Sion itself to have a little chat about it. Takato and Kou both agreed to come over that afternoon, the sooner the better, seeing as how they all knew Akihito would try and wiggle out of it. Asami agreed to a time and place to send one of his cars to pick the pair up. After that, Asami made some time in his schedule for the two friends; they were pleased with Asami's attitude, happy he wanted to give Akihito a bachelor party of his own.
Kou and Takato were summoned into the Presence of the Ever Charismatic Asami Ryuichi, in his throne room/office at Sion. As soon as Akihito texted, letting him know what everyone knew, he was satisfied. Kou and Takato sat speechless and overwhelmed, fidgeting with the drinks provided, waiting for the Almighty Asami to walk in. And boy, once he did, they were instantly aware of how sexy and dangerous he really was, and how Aki never stood a chance. In the hospital, most of the time when they saw him he was in a casual shirt and pants, relaxed, but they spent most of the time with Akihito as Asami would give them privacy and make himself scarce. But seeing Asami, here, even at his present 'minimum business' mode was quite imitating, to say the least. Asami was leaning against his desk, trying to be as cordial as he could, but he could tell they were nervous.
Takato, being Takato, gave a weak but a spirited attempt at warning Asami not to hurt Akihito, which made him smile and bite back a comment to the effect that since Akihito liked the ways in which he hurt him, how exactly WAS he allowed to hurt his kitten, just for future reference?
"I believe Akihito has told you that I proposed him." They both nodded. "Akihito has given me full rein of planning the events. I want you to both keep quiet: Akihito must not find out any details, all he knows is that we are going abroad." Akihito best friends relaxed a little more, now being included in the conspiracy. When Asami handed Takato a black credit card, he added "You may use this for the bachelor weekend. If Akihito asks, just say a beloved dragon gave it to you. It's a inside joke."
Then he handed them a business card with Kirishima's contact details on it, saying to coordinate with him when they've decided what all they're going to do, just give him the dates, destinations and details. Kou had taken the credit card out of Takato's hand and was literally drooling as he fanned himself with it playfully.
"Ah, what if we decide to use the card and buy instead, I don't know, a Lamborghini?" Kou asked, off handedly. "Well," Asami just gave a small shrug of his shoulders "nothing, personally" as he went to sit on his throne/in his office chair. "But I would, of course, mention how much fun you guys were having with the new toy you had asked me to buy you to Akihito, and I'd leave any punishment up to him" he finished with a smile like the devil himself. The two boys froze, not sure which threat to fear more.
Asami's snorted softly, and shook his head. "Look, if Akihito trusts you both, then that's good enough for me and mine, and I hope it can go both ways with you, too." The two lads looked at each other, and agreed. Before they left, they had also had agreed to take full advantage of the billionaire's fortune, and suggested a weekend away, north in the mountain somewhere. Besides them, Akihito obviously would want his family, a few university friends, Feilong, Yoh and Tao, as well as Asami and any of his friends, to make it a real boys weekend. Asami smiled, nodded in agreement and told them to arrange everything with Kirishima and whatever activities they could think of, to use the card to buy whatever they need.
Akihito was upset with Takato and Kou's reaction to the whole "Aki-chan's marrying a billionaire" part. He knew it was in just them teasing, but a part of him felt that if that's how they thought, then others who didn't know him would think that way, too. Akihito was worrying when he walked to his physio appointment. As he got within sight of the building, he had an idea. Deciding on a course of action, he changed his plans. Instead of going to physio, this was a good time to see if he could still ditch his bodyguards. The only hassle was the cane Asami gave him, it was needed only when he got physically tired. Akihito would start to limp, but the running felt good, even if the cane got in the way sometimes.
Akihito was pleased with himself when he rested against the wall, panting slightly out of breath. He ducked behind a bin as one of his guards, ran by, cursing loudly at losing a recuperating Akihito. Ha, it felt so good, he hadn't done it in a long while. Pulling out his phone, he called his physio team and explained that he couldn't make it in today, but he had already ran for twenty minutes today, and his leg was holding up, and he could come instead tomorrow if an appointment was available. As the call ended, and Akihito was in the clear, he started to limp a little as he headed towards the office of Kuroda Shinji.
Akihito sat nervously waiting for Kuroda Shinji in his outter office, chewing his lip: was this a good idea? He didn't know the relationship between Kuroda and Asami, and he was still being stubborn about asking Asami about it. He hated the smug look and that comment of "Jealous, Akihito?" He told himself he wasn't, but also he knew Kuroda held him in disdain, so was there something between the two men. Akihito was lost in thought when a cleared throat pulled him out of his musing. He realised that he been sitting, waiting for over forty minutes, when Kuroda walked in and saw him. He was successful in his field, and had the same aura of authority about him as Asami, but less intense. Akihito was, to tell the truth, a bit scared of him. He got the feeling he wasn't well liked for whatever reason; either that, or he was jealous of Akihito grabbing Asami first. Well, honestly, Asami had grabbed him first, but he'd leave those particular details for someone else to explain.
"Sensei Takaba, to what do I owe this pleasure" he asked, a little hesitation in his voice as he placed his brief case on his desk. Akihito squirmed in his chair slightly and lowered his eyes, his back was aching now as he started fiddling with his cane.
"Sorry to come in unannounced, but you know that Asami, I mean Ryuichi and I, we are getting married." Akihito blushed, looking up hopeful that Asami had mentioned it to him.
"Yes." Cold and hard came the reply.
"O-Okay, good, that makes it easier for me too, then, to ask a favour from you."
Kuroda laughed. And Akihito knew it was a condescending laugh. "A favour, from me. And why would I do you a favour?" Akihito was starting to get somewhat pissed with this guy's attitude.
"Well, the favour isn't for me, it's actually for Ryuichi. I need for you also not to mention this meeting to him; you'll understand why.". Akihito sat up straight in his chair, giving Kuroda his best glare to prove he was serious.
"Well then, Takaba, I am listening" Kuroda said, leaning back against his chair.
Asami was pleased with how the meeting with Akihito's friends went. They didn't trust him, not fully, which made very good sense to him. It showed common sense and the self-preservation instinct that his lover lacked. They seemed unaffected with using his money, (again, unlike his Akihito), which also made sense. By the time they had left, there was a rough plan in place for Kou and Takato to take charge of planning a three day weekend bachelor party. He knew this was going to be a boys weekend away, which would do Akihito a great benefit after his recovery and rigorous physio treatments.
Asami knew it was Akihito's stubbornness that made him overdo his sessions. He seemed desperate to get back to his pre injury agility. Asami would agree not having their usual daily sexual collisions with Akihito was starting to get stressful for both of them. He hadn't risked even touching him, except for that one time in the hospital when Akihito was fed up, had decided to leave early, and pushed Asami to overreact. Asami had made a promise to himself he wasn't going to be baited by Akihito like that any time soon again.
It's been over a week since Izaya cross-dressed and pretended to be a "sexy" nurse called Patricia that came especially to "take care" of Akihito. Asami nearly had an aneurysm, just thinking about it again; but today Akihito declared he was coming home. He had been cranky for the last forty-eight hours, and Asami assumed it was the hospital stay. Missing his kitten, he had almost decided to let Akihito come home early, even against medical advice.
"I won't break, Asami" Akihito huffed, rolling his eyes. "I'm almost as good as new." Akihito's left leg was still slightly stiffer than his right, but for the most part, Akihito was fine. Except for the slightest limp, when he was tired or had pushed himself too hard, but it was still much better than expected.
When Asami entered the hospital room, he was dressed in his street clothes and was already packing his bag; he'd had enough of the hospital. Asami, the great business tycoon and Yakuza street fighting strategist, had then pulled a major bonehead move, and let slip his thought that Akihito should just give his job up, and let the tall, protective alpha male look after him. That blunder had been twenty long, excruciatingly silent minutes ago. Akihito wasn't looking at, much less talking to Asami, which concerned him greatly. Asami preferred his angry wildcat spitting and hissing.
Asami sighed quietly and broke the silence first. "Akihito, I…" Akihito stood up straight, turned his head and tilted his chin up to glare Asami straight in the eyes. Gracefully, Akihito turned to face him full on, fury coming off the blond in waves, all focused right at Asami.
Akihito took a step forward towards Asami, who took a step back, just like the first time they had met after Akihito's class at the university. Akihito's aura was burning, and seemed to be spitting brimstone. As Asami took in Akihito, he could swear his eyes were flickering with blue fire. That thought alone actually turned him on.
Before he knew it, he had been backed against a wall again, and like before, Akihito was in his space, pushing his knee between Asami's thighs and gently ground it against Asami. Akihito leaned up to Asami's ear. "Just… don't... just don't... speak to me... Understand this, my Ryuichi, I will not tell you to give your damn job up. If you ever speak like that to me again, I will walk out that door, and never come back."
Akihito pulled away and locked his angry glare with Asami's. Akihito's eyes, filled with his icy blue flames, melted Asami's golden orbs. Akihito's hand slowly moved into Asami's hair and grabbing a large handful, yanking furiously, making Asami hiss. He bent in to kiss Asami and caressed his lips with the words "Just because I let you dominate me in the bedroom, doesn't mean you own mmmh" was the last thing Akihito said before Asami grabbed Akihito's waist, carefully avoiding the wound, just firmly enough to grind his hip on Akihito's, and bit his neck with a dominating bite.
Asami pushed off the wall, guiding Akihito backward to the hospital bed. He lifted Akihito up, and sat him down on the mattress. Staring into his Akihito's eyes, he knew he loved Akihito at the best of times, but when he was furious, he was exquisite. Asami's mouth watered at the thought of what was going to happen. Yes, Akihito meant every word he said, but he needed to be reminded who Asami was when he got pushed.
"Mmmh... Akihito, should we see how long you can..." was the last thing Asami said before Akihito nipped his lip hard. "Enough talking. Now show me what you're really damn good at" he demanded.
Akihito's pants were pulled off in one quick movement as he was forcefully rolled onto his stomach over one of his pillows, moved over to protect him against the hard side of the bed frame. He kept his large hand firmly around the back of the blond's neck, controlling his movements.
Asami was lusting to be buried deep inside his wildcat, but his mind was still on Akihito's wounded back. Asami licked up Akihito's spine in one long swipe, up to his neck while his other hand gently caressed his boy's ass cheeks. As he bit Akihito on his shoulder, he thrusts two digits against Akihito mouth "Now, suck" he ordered. Akihito did as he was told, sucking and wrapping his tongue around and in between the fingers as much as he could salivate, moaning softly. Asami pulled his fingers from Akihito's mouth and started to softly push against the whorled entrance, stroking and massaging it gently, feeling it clench as Akihito's body tensed and shuddered with his pants and moans. Using both fingers, he starts to caress and rub with them independently, teasing his Akihito into a breathless whine as he tried to buck his hips. That ended in a sharp gasp of pain as his lower back muscles spasmed and lock up around the wounded area. This decided it for Asami: he wouldn't cause more damage by roughly fucking his lover the way he so very much wanted to. Instead, he released the boy's neck, and carefully rubbed his hands in the general area of the would, feeling Akihito's back slowly unclench as he continued his ministrations.
Grunting, Asami removed one hand to get himself out of his constricting pants and restrictive boxers. Then he unbuttoned his shirt, leaving it to hang open off his shoulders and over his powerful chest and stomach muscles. Shifting an arm around Akihito, he cradled his back gently against the front of him as he lifted himself onto the hospital bed, laying his lover back on top of him, arranging his arms and legs carefully.
Asami licked and bit his ear shell as he inhaled Akihito's scent from his hair. Using both hands to roams his lover's chest, he played with his nipples, pinching and rubbing over the sensitive peaks, making the blond start to move against him with soft gasps. He placed two fingers from his other hand against tender lips, brushing against the flushed pink flesh and teasing the sensitive nerve endings, until his boy opened his mouth, breathing hard, granting Asami entrance. Again, the boy's dexterous tongue went to work on his fingers, licking and sucking enough to distract Asami with images and memories of what that talented tongue could do, and where. Leaving Akihito's chest, his strong hand trailed down, down past his navel, into the groove where his leg joined his hip, and over to his pelvis, partially curling around the boy's half hard cock and balls. He started massaging around the muscles in that area, making the blond groan as he tossed his head back and flexed his body against the bigger man. Taking the moistened fingers out of his mouth, Asami once more lay siege with them to his lover's responsive entry. Rubbing one finger pad around the rim, he slowly circled his finger inside, dipping shallowly in and out several times before pushing the finger past the tight ring of muscles and inside the hot channel, moving it in and out of his body. As he did this, Asami was still working Akihito's neck and shoulder with his tongue and teeth. As his Akihito gasped and writhed against him, he introduced the second digit, moving and twisting them about before he pushed them deeper into his body. Asami bit his shoulder firmly, then kissed over where he bit, as he started working his fingers around inside of his fierce wildcat.
With a lust-filled voice, Asami whispered into the ear he was nuzzling "Akihito, I don't want to harm you further, but I will hear you moan for me", nipping and sucking harder on his neck and and shoulder as he slowly rubbed around the nub of nerve endings inside the boy that sent lighting strikes ripping up his kitten's spine.
"Fuck Ryuichi... just fuck me, that's what I want. Long, and hard." Akihito gasped out as he slowly met every finger thrust. It had been over a week since they last fucked, and he loved feeling Asami's long, strong fingers twisting inside him. Asami's cock had been rubbing against Akihito's thigh when the boy heard "Kitten" breathed into his ear as the other hand grasped his cock and started to stroke him as his fingers slowly worked their way in deeper. Akihito arched his back with a silent wail.
Twisting his hand as he pumped quicker, Asami turned them both carefully onto their side as he worked his body upwards to align their cocks, then wrapped his hand around them both. Still working his fingers inside his boy, he finally played with his prostate, causing thrashing and loud groans.
"So fucking tight, baby" he hissed as he kissed partway down between Akihito's shoulder blades, one hand wrapped around to the front of Akihito, firmly working their cocks together as he quickened stroking his hand back and forth, while trying not to ram his fingers into his lover with his other hand.
"I'm cu-cumming, Ryu" he croaked out. Then Akihito started seeing stars, his mind going blank, and everything blazed white. With that, Akihito clasped around Asami's fingers so hard he swore he could feel the finger joints crack. As Akihito's panted and seized up against him, his cum leaking out around Asami's hand, making his cock nice and slick, letting him cum soon after. He breathed out "Akihito" again as he rested his head on his lover's shoulder, slowly feeling the orgasm fade as Asami kissed Akihito softly on the back of his neck.
His breathing returned to normal, he got up and fetched a damp cloth as Akihito was still lying on his side, spent and unconscious. Asami cleaned them both up, and slipped Akihito into a clean hospital clothes while he was still out of it (probably due to his pain medication as well as the exercise), and carefully picked Akihito up and placed him properly on the bed, lying him down to nap, and tucked him in.
Asami was actually feeling revitalized. And yes, he could see where he'd been a little too overprotective with Akihito, so when he actually suggested leaving his job at the university, WOW. Akihito couldn't have been more erotic, the fire he loved in his eyes had burned even brighter than before. 'Fuck, I need to see more of that'; however, the threat he made to leave completely pissed Asami off.
Either Akihito had finally found his weakness, or else he just wanted to rile Asami up enough to fuck him, which in both cases, had worked. Looking at his now sleeping Akihito, he noticed he was still wearing his half of their cuffs, so he guessed that most likely he was bluffing. Or, perhaps, he would play it safe, and never have to find out. Akihito had apparently realised that in a Dom/sub relationship, the one who had the most power was the sub; but, he was also right: outside the bedroom, they were partners. Asami guessed he should start acting like it, then.
Since the stabbing had delayed the wedding for about six weeks while Akihito made a hopefully full recovery, he had arranged for Kou and Takato to come to the hospital so they could maybe have some fun while waiting for Akihito to heal, all the while keeping him occupied, and out of trouble.
Akihito had been losing it lately, being both hospitalized and in rehab. Akihito had told Asami not to tell anyone after being scolded by Feilong he didn't want to hear it from his family and friends as well. But after trying to leave on his own Asami decided it was only right to tell his friends Asami informed his best best friends and asked if they could inform his family, so he would avoid that whole can of worms himself. Akihito had reluctantly agreed to their visit, but on condition that he wasn't going to tell them about the wedding, not yet. He wanted them to get to know Asami first, then after he'd left the hospital he would tell them, and by the end of the same day, everyone would know.
When Kou and Takato arrived for their first visit, they were beyond annoyed that Akihito had not wanted to say anything AGAIN, but after hearing the details of the incident, they soon forgave him, again. Asami mostly left the boys alone when they came by, little more than exchanging pleasantries with them, then checking to see if his kitten needed anything before he left. He even dialed down his intimidating "Grim Reaper" aura. This made Akihito giggle: Asami looked more like a straight laced, (albeit hot as hell), salary man, not the bad ass Yakuza boss that ruled Japan with a firm grip.
However, Asami's biggest problem today was not dealing with another dirty politician, or yet another wannabe gang leader pretending to have power than he had, nor even small time illegal business dealings cutting into his territory. No, Asami's biggest challenge today was dealing with Feilong, Yoh, Tao, and Akihito, in what the blond had declared as "an Evening Out for a Family Dinner".
Asami felt he must have been out of his mind to even entertain the idea to acknowledge Feilong as part of his lover's family, but Akihito had quite a "persuasive" mouth on him, and Asami nearly always had a problem saying no to Akihito at the best of times.
Flash back:
Asami had not left Akihito's sidein three whole days, for what he considered three very good reasons:
1). Izaya
2). Akihito's health and comfort; and, of course,
3). Izaya
Akihito was coming to terms with the knife wound, and a remote possibility of walking with a limp. Asami didn't care personally, he just wanted his lover's heart to keep on beating. Akihito had asked Asami to phone Feilong for him as he had usually phoned everyday, but lately, for SOME reason, he had started to slip to every three days or so. This close contact vexed Asami deeply, but to him, the delay between calls meant that he was weening himself off of Feilong's influence, so he just huffed and said it wasn't a problem.
Akihito was sleeping when Asami made the call from his lover's phone. He knew he could have done it at the office, but Asami wasn't ready to leave Akihito's side, not just yet. He listened as the phone on the other end rang several times before it was answered.
"Aki, hello, it's been a while. Well, how is everything." He could tell the smooth and silky voice was excited getting the call.
"Sorry to disappoint, but this is Asami" he replied, using his controlled "business as usual" voice.
"Asami, why do you have Akihito's phone." Feilong sounded somewhat peeved and slightly concerned.
"Well...", he hesitated a moment, pinching the bridge of his nose, as Feilong wasn't known for tightly controlling of his emotions where himself or Akihito was concerned. So, bracing himself, Asami continued. "I'm phoning you as a favour to Akihito." Asami tried to stay detached, but found himself clearing in his throat as Feilong remained silent.
"Feilong, Akihito was at the university three days ago, and he was involved in another incident", he hesitated as the words caught in his throat. "He was stabbed." He mentally braced himself for what's sure to be a major eruption of Mount Feilong.
"Akihito was… stabbed...? My little Aki was stabbed" Feilong's voice started to tremble from a build up of anger he was desperately trying to contain.
"Akihito is fine." Asami could feel the tension building over the phone. Asami continued on, hoping the more information he provided, the more it would distract the Baishe leader, and might help to calm him. He winced as he repeated the words the attending physician gave him when he had first arrived at the hospital.
"Akihito was stabbed on the lower right side of his back. The knife didn't puncture any vital organs, and it was a clean wound. He did, however, lose a fair amount of blood." Asami sighed as he hesitated slightly. Feilong noticed this and it concerned him more as Asami never, ever hesitated.
"The knife entered his lower back near his spinal cord. He isn't paralyzed, but one of his legs has a sluggish response, and the doctors have said once Akihito starts physio and regularly exercising again, he should make a full recovery." Asami and Feilong did not speak for what felt like too long a period. Then Feilong let a slow breath out and started to talk.
"Three years. Asami, three. Years. He was with me, and not a scratch on him. He went back to Tokyo without you being aware for six months, and he was thriving. I leave him with you, for what, five bloody minutes and he got arrested for assaulting someone WHO ATTACKED HIM, and now he gets stabbed. What the hell is wrong with you." Feilong voice was getting more intense and louder with every word.
"Three. Years, Ryuichi." Shit, that wasn't a good sign. "Three years I kept him safe. And what, you, the "Emperor of Japan", can barely even keep him alive? How in the hell should you have the right to fucking marry him." Feilong's words stung. From habit, his chest momentarily constricted at the thought that Feilong knew of their plans. Well, he shouldn't really be surprised as Akihito told him everything.
"So, should I come and bring him home to save him from your incompetent ass? Because so far, you are doing a less than stellar job." There was a silent pause. Asami was about to say something when Feilong continued his rant.
"Some great crime lord you turned out to be, nearly losing your empire to two fucking nobodies; and Akihito, who loves you, YOU unconditionally, may now be unable to walk unhindered due to your inability to keep the only person in Tokyo you need fucking safe. I should… I should come and put a bullet in you like I would for any of my men who showed such incompetence." Feilong was seething, breathing hard after his outburst.
"Feilong", Asami's voice was an octave lower than usual, and sounded clipped. "I will let your outburst slide today as you are in shock and angry over Akihito, but do not ever threatened me again by saying your taking what is most definitely mine or saying you'll shoot me."
Feilong snorted at the other end of the phone. "I will do as I please to protect Akihito; do not underestimate my desire to keep that boy safe. We will be arriving in five hours." Asami just scrunched his eyes closed in defeat.
"Fine. Akihito is at Tokyo General. Kirishima will send you the directions; we will be waiting." Asami started to chuckle
"What is so amusing, Asami" the Chinese man growled.
"Akihito once called us his "pets". I think the kitten actually has a more serious problem of being beloved by dragons." Feilong chuckled as well, his anger subsiding slightly.
"I think you may be correct in that statement." With that, he ended the call.
Akihito was awake as he heard the 'beloved by dragons' part. "I take it that went well" Akihito sighed, his voice quiet. Asami smiled and walked over to his bed side.
"Was that why you ask me to do this? You were scared of Feilong's reaction?" ha asked, stroking Akihito's cheek.
"Hey, you didn't want to tell him either, so what's your excuse, you big, scary dragon, you" Akihito chuckled, and melted in Asami's hand. He leaned down and started to kiss Akihito, but not as feverishly as he wanted to, due to his being high on meds and still somewhat weak from the blood loss.
"Feilong will be here in five hours, so you can face his wrath then." Asami smirked in satisfaction. Akihito maybe have been groggy, but he was getting irritated.
"Fine then, and you wont mind them staying at the penthouse while they visit." THAT wiped the smirk clean off his face.
Akihito smiled as he won that argument. Asami kissed him again before sitting on the bed to hold him close. Feilong's words still unsettled Asami: "take him back"; and the only one in Tokyo I had to keep safe. Asami felt his heart beat faster at how close Akihito had came to death; it was his fault, again. Akihito shifted slightly as Asami was holding on too tightly. Feilong must have really taken a strip off of him. "Ryuichi."
"Hmm?" was the response he got.
"This wasn't your fault, this was a random incident; you cannot always protect me. If I actually thought I was in danger, I would have killed that son of a bitch before he got near me. This is my fault, and Feilong will blame me as soon as he gets here. He trained me to watch for situations like that." Akihito shifted carefully so his head rested on Asami's shoulder. "Feilong only said those things 'cause he's angry and blames himself." Asami seemed to pause in thought, and Akihito kissed Asami's neck.
"This was no one's fault except my own. I should have been more aware of my surroundings." Asami kissed Akihito's head.
"Okay, Akihito."
If Asami was like a Shinigami when he entered the hospital, then Feilong was The Shadow of Death as he glided along the hallway into the private hospital room. As always, he wore a striking silk cheongsam, his long black silky hair flowing down his back. Always so elegant, he walked past Asami without even acknowledging him. Close on his heels, Tao glanced up at Asami with worried eyes while Yoh nodded to him as they followed. Akihito was sitting up in bed as he didn't want Feilong to worry and start blaming Asami again.
Feilong sat too close, stroking Akihito's hair for Asami's liking. It took everything Asami had not to pull him off Akihito there and then. Yoh stood behind Feilong, talking quietly, and Tao was in Feilong's spot, arms around Akihito as soon as he moved. Tao was wiping away a stray tear as Akihito rolled his eyes at Feilong, holding onto the boy. "How are you, Aki?" Feilong asked with total concern in his voice. Akihito waited 'til Tao calmed before answering. "I'm pretty good, actually. It wasn't as bad as people were making it out to be" he answered, giving Asami a glare.
Asami had been watching everything, bemused: his craftiest, bitterest rival, who had plotted to take him down and disrupt Sion for seven years, the man who single-mindedly rebuilt and lead Baishe, was alone in a foreign hospital room, along with both the number two person in the Triad, and his protégé, had his back to, and totally ignored the presence of Asami Ryuichi. The interaction between his fiancé and Tao, Feilong, even the stoic Yoh was as if they were a… family. It was dawning on him that in three years Akihito had changed for the better, but his connection with Feilong was not a mere causal relationship, all of them had bonded.
Asami might have to change his view on Feilong. He wasn't here as an enemy, he was a family member that could slit your throat in the dead of night, or maybe wait until after lunch. Akihito was laughing happily, it felt homey. Akihito could apparently elicit loyalty from anyone. Asami was so proud of Akihito, and knowing this boy belonged to him was gratifying, even if it did mean including the Baishe leader and cohorts, ahem, his new family.
Beloved by dragons, indeed.
The knock on his office door pulled Asami out of his thoughts. He stood up to get drinks when Feilong entered the room, Kirishima and Yoh following him in, talking between themselves. Asami chuckled as he poured the drinks. Feilong, as always, had walked in and sat down on one of the couch as if he owned the place. Asami sat on the couch opposite him, smirked and lifted the drink to his lips.
Feilong smiled, amused, and sipped his drink. After the warm liquid burned down his throat, he said "So, shall we start the negotiations on uniting both Baishe and Sion as the Dragons of Asia?"
T.B.C.