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Chapter 23: While the Kitten's Away…
Mikhail for once was sitting quietly in his office going through some documents about a shipment of "goods" coming in later that evening when he received some information about his crush Feilong.
Mikhail was stunned: a couple of his informants located in Shinjuku phoned him about some events from the other night. The head of Baishe, his darling Feilong, had a cozy dinner with Asami Ryuichi and a few guests. Confused was the understatement of the year! What bothered him the most was if this was business related, why wasn't he invited, or at least given a head-up by Fei? Or Asami? What interested him as a distant second was the fact that a tall blond man had kissed Asami in public, and lived to walk away. Huh.
When he learned that the tall blond was none other than that arrogant prick Julius Keel, he just about shit bricks. Oh yeah, Mikhail knew all about him. He was based out of England and had the ability to transfer many thing across any number of borders throughout Europe. He was a temperamental brat, so negotiations were sometimes just a futile gesture.
Rumor had it Keel wanted to get into favor with the oldest Italian mafia family, the Medicis. A very influential, very dangerous family, nothing went anywhere in Europe without their consent. Even Interpol was rumored to be secretly run by the Medicis. Mikhail knew they were powerful enough that he didn't want to mess with them, but luckily Mikhail knew a man who worked for the Medicis and was in their good graces.
What pissed Mikhail off completely was the idea of Feilong, in a very intimate setting, with Asami. Thinking about his options, he decided to play nice, maybe let Asami know about Keel's recent history. But what amused Mikhail the most was hearing that Asami's pet had stepped up and punched Keel in the nose. He always had a chuckle whenever a mouse roared. However, he knew that Keel's a very vain, vindictive man, so no doubt a price would be put on the young man's head if his nose was broken, and Takaba would be disposed of.
Mikhail's informants also described another boy that later kicked Keel in the nether regions then fled; they thought his name was Izaya.
Mikhail had only talked to an Izaya once, which he would never forget: a very beautiful, clever young man with rather unusual eye color. A small time information broker, Izaya had advised him about Sakazaki and Suduo when Sion was first attacked. He hadn't told Asami that he had a sneaky suspicion that Sion's attack was orchestrated by an outside party due to Izaya's 'overhearing' a few phone calls while he was staying near those pair of losers in the guest quarters. Something niggled at the back of his mind; it had felt like those two were just a setup, a pair of fall guys should something go wrong. But, it was just a feeling, and The Great Asami Ryuichi preferred to deal in facts. However, hearing that Keel was in Tokyo, sniffing around Asami while Feilong was present certainly set his teeth on edge.
Mikhail's itchy brain was telling him Keel had his sights set on Sion, or Asami, or maybe both. That failed attempt of Suduo and Sakazaki was over three years in the past, maybe it was time for this Keel to try again. It would be a powerful coup for anyone to takeover Sion and have the indomitable Asami Ryuichi as their willing lapdog…
"Petrov, Victor, go and ask nicely our contact Alessandro if he has any information about Julius Keel and any connection with either the Medicis or Asami Ryuichi. Ask discreetly, but I do need the information as soon as possible."
Mikhail's mind was thinking of several different scenarios, the worst one being Sion falling into Keel's hands, then him having the ability to challenge the Medicis if he and Asami were in bed together, figuratively or… Shaking that thought away, he realised that information was key, so if this Izaya was still about, then he might know something.
Mikhail spent most of the day calling in favors and working his connections, in both the legal and not-so-legal procurement sectors of his business. He knew he would be more than disappointed if he was the only one of his "friends" who didn't have any relevant info to dish!
As the day progressed, busier than usual, he had a very surprising, lucrative phone call come through.
"Hello, Feilong, what can I do for you, my beautiful flying dragon...?" he teased, purring into the phone.
Asami had been all but surgically attached to Akihito since the night of the family disaster. Akihito wasn't sure what was going on in the crime lord's head…. Okay, Akihito didn't have a clue, full stop, what normally went through Asami mind; however, his behavior lately had been completely over the top.
It's was like Asami was guarding Akihito from some unknown threat, just more hands-on than usual. Akihito was wondering what had happened the other night after he left the restaurant with Tao. He remembered bumping into Carl and going for a drink but nothing else. Maybe Tao's guards had shown up and brought them home, well, back to the hotel.
At breakfast the next day Feilong had scolded Akihito loudly, not at all caring about the effects of his angry voice on two raging hangovers, for allowing Tao to drink too much. All Akihito could do was apologise even though he knew consciously he wouldn't have allowed Tao to get drunk. Feilong had grounded Tao, (no leaving his room, no books, no electronic media AT ALL), so Akihito couldn't contact him for a week. Let's hear it for Feilong, super Dad of the year...
However, Akihito was still royally pissed. He decided that he would do some investigating of his own while he was away; he wanted to know who this wanker Julius Keel was; nothing too deep, but enough to get a general idea if he was a threat to Asami or himself.
Akihito was up and ready to go before Asami, which was unusual; however, his excuse was he'd be going away for a week on university business: he was heading out of town to assess some hotels and various photography locations for the upcoming department trip. Asami was, shall we say, "somewhat reluctant" for Akihito to leave, but he did relent when Akihito agreed to take on an extra guard to accompany him while he's away.
Akihito was leaning over the table, writing Asami a quick note. He had his earphones on, listening to music and swaying his hips to the beat, back turned towards the bedroom hall.
"Ryuichi... do not. touch. my ass" he said distinctly, though his voice had a thread of laughter through it. Asami halted his forward movement, as 'how the hell did he know' went through his mind.
"I can feel your eyes mauling my ass." Akihito finish his note, about to move when a strong hand gripped his hip, pulling the boy backwards as the other hand moved up under his shirt to make sure Akihito stayed in position.
"I like what you're offering, Kitten." Asami's hand slid up over Akihito's spine then back towards his hip.
"Ryuichi..." Asami allowed Akihito to turn around; when Akihito faced him, he was greeted with a frown. Ignoring him, Asami proceeded to kiss him breathless, pulling him against his chest. Akihito couldn't help but weave his fingers through Asami's dark hair, even though he had probably just finished styling it.
"What's with the note?" Akihito gasped as he desperately tried to get his head in gear.
"It was to remind you I'll be back Thursday night, and some microwave instructions for the food in the fridge." For a moment Asami's own oxygen starved brain was lost until he remembered Akihito saying he was going on a scouting mission for the university trip.
Akihito broke away to turn and write something else on the note. "Stop right there, mister!" He said sharply. "Do not come near me, I'm getting ready to head out." Akihito threw a grin over his shoulder and watched as Asami stopped in his tracks again. Akihito put the pen down, then swivelled around, making his shirt rise enough to flash his midriff, watching as Asami's eyes focused for a moment on the dragon belly chain and the skin beneath it.
Akihito smirked as he jumped back to sit on the edge of the table, looking straight at Asami, who was now, more than ever, needing to touch Akihito inappropriately. Akihito shook his finger at his lover, indicating no.
"Nope, uh uh, no you don't." Akihito smiled coyly, winking at Asami.
"Akihito, do you think I'd actually do anything?"
He rolled his eyes. "I know damn well know you're going to do something" Akihito hummed. "I'd be disappointed if you didn't."
Asami moved closer, silently offering his hand, which Akihito accepted and slid off the table, coming to Asami. Tilting his head back, he offered up his lips for a kiss. Instead, his taller lover wrapped both arms around him tight and went directly to biting him gently on the side of his neck, wringing a moan from Akihito.
"Damn right, Kitten; you always make me want to do something" he rumbled before kissing him deeply. Akihito's hands dug into his lover's thick bathrobe, scraping through the material at the muscular flesh beneath. Finding that wasn't getting the response he wanted, he dug his fingers in and slid his claws down Ryuichi's back until his reached ass meat, which he clenched in tight handfuls. Ryuichi inhaled in pleasure as he leaned back when the blond dug into his glutes harder. Snapping his head forward, he licked up one side of that creamy neck, then bit his way down the other as his large hands made their way to the hem of the blond's shirt. Rather than take time to unbutton the boy's shirt, he lifted it straight up, peeling it off over his head and arms, discarding the inside-out top somewhere nearby. One of his hands slid up between the blond's shoulder blades to support him as Ryuichi dipped him back slightly to lick and nibble first at one pink pebble, then the other as Akihito shuddered and gasped, still clinging to his Ryu.
Ryuichi's hands went to his boy's waist and lifted him onto his back on the table. Breaking free of Akihito's death grip on his ass cheeks, he pushed his sexy kitten back and lifted his legs until the boy's knees where bent and his feet were flat on the tabletop. Getting his hands on the boy's pants waist, he made short work of the button and zipper, removing both pants and underwear at the same time he gently swallowed the boy's balls into his mouth. Akihito arched his back off the table as Asami played with them on his tongue, then released them to start sucking possessive love marks up his thigh… 'gods, does he have any idea how totally gloriously erotic he is?' Asami wondered as he ran a hand down the curve of Akihito's ass , digging his nails in lightly. "What time is your train?"
"Umm, about… f-four (loud gasp) hu-hours from now… Why, Ryu, do y-you think (long, low moan) ahhh, I'm nuts…?" Asami grinned, then returned to using his talented tongue. He hadn't planned on fucking Akihito this morning, but once Akihito moaned and arched his back like that (in no particular order), Asami's mind went straight to the gutter as he pulled Akihito up into his arms then on into the bedroom.
Two hours later-
"Have a good trip, Kitten. Don't strain yourself. And behave." Kissing him one last time he then smacked his rump just as Akihito smirked at the last comment; throwing Asami a look as he walked out the door. "Fine, as long as you don't do anything I wouldn't do. And don't kill anyone without checking with me first, koibito. I may want a piece of them." He flashed him a last cheeky wink as the front door clicked shut behind him.
Asami glanced at the note to read it, then chuckled to himself as he folded it in half, sliding it into his pants pocket; he then turned towards the kitchen thinking a black coffee would be good right about now.
Asami was heading towards Sion, feeling quite satisfied with how the morning went, when Kei texted him, letting him know the extra guards were on the way to where Akihito's group was, and that Julius Keel was his first meeting.
Asami's good mood instantly evaporated. Looking at his Patek Philippe watch, he calculated Akihito had just left Tokyo. Asami was feeling a bit tense being away from his lover; hopefully, if Julius was here, maybe he could focus his attention on him and keep Akihito safe.
Asami then decided that if Akihito was aware of a possible threat, he'd be more cooperative with his security team; there'd be no need to say whom the threat was, exactly, but he'd probably readily work that out. Pulling out his phone with a snigger, he also wanted to tease him over the naughty bit he'd added to the note, which was still in his pocket.
Talking to Akihito on the phone, he kept his voice neutral as he spoke,
he mentioned in passing, as nice as possible, just to keep alert but not to worry. Akihito's voice, in return, was calm; he said he understood and assured the yakuza that he was wearing the garrote necklace, the hidden knife bracelet and the weighted belly chain that Yoh and Feilong gave him.
Business had, as of late, been boring, both the illegal and the legal types. Still no news on Izaya; not surprising, but still Asami felt a little hurt that Izaya felt he couldn't come to him. Frowning, he pushed that disturbing thought out of his head. And his Akihito hadn't been gone more then a few hours, but he was missing his feisty little wildcat. 'I must be having a stress-induced mental crisis of my own: not only am I missing Akihito, but my annoying little brother, too.' Hopefully, Kirishima had some news about what Julius' true intentions were for being here in Tokyo.
It had been over a week since Julius appeared and Izaya disappeared. Kirishima had looked everywhere, but when Izaya didn't want to be found, well, he had always been good at hide 'n' seek as a child. Asami was going through files and reading documents as the limo drove to Sion, his mind wandered as always to Akihito. Hopefully, being out of Tokyo would make him safer; however, being separated from his addictive boy for more than a few hours always made him uneasy.
Asami was trying hard not to let Julius' presence here in Tokyo annoy him too much, but still, instinctively he'd been hovering around Akihito like a bee around honey. It was a given Akihito had been punished for kissing Fei, running away then coming back all but naked (and he really didn't care if the last one wasn't strictly his boy's fault..).
The elevator pinged then opened onto his floor, where he was greeted with the sight of Kirishima talking to Julius. Kei threw a warning look at Asami; unsure of what was trying to be conveyed, Asami prepared himself.
"Ryuichi, darling, how are you? Forgive my dropping by, but I had to just come and see you, you always look so delicious." Coming up to greet Asami, Julius gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Asami had been rendered speechless by this. Kirishima coughed discretely, bringing Asami back to the task at hand.
"Kirishima, bring us some tea while I have a chat with out guest" he requested, moving away to head into his office.
Julius sat on one of the couches, legs crossed. Asami placed his brief case on his desk then moved to sit opposite his "guest". Lighting a cigarette, Asami studied Julius; he hadn't changed much since the university days. Taking a deep draw on his Dunhill, he tried his best to ignore the fact that his old acquaintance was sitting where he and his Akihito had reunited.
"So, what do you want to talk about? No doubt you understand that I am a busy man and really I haven't the time for your..." he chose his words carefully, "unexpected visit."
Julius face contorted in anger: Asami was already dissing him like he was nothing.
"Well, sweetie, I am looking for a certain individual and I wanted to ask if you have seen this particular young man. He was at the hotel the other night. He goes by Orihara Izaya and seeing as you were... entertaining…, I was wondering if you knew anything about him?" Asami's well practiced business mask was the only thing keeping him from either recoiling or attacking at this pronouncement; only his eyes showed the merest hint of anger.
"Excuse me, but I'm not quite sure what you are asking for."
"Now now, don't play dumb Ryuichi, it doesn't suit you in the least."
"For your information, I was entertaining a Chinese trading partner and his entourage. Who is this Izaya to you; and what do you want with the young man?"
"Darling, I will believe you this once, for old time's sake… he is in possession of something that belongs to me, and I want it back."
Asami looked at the big blond as he inhaled some smoke, thinking 'so, that's half of the truth'.
"Very well; as always, my help isn't for free" he replied, smirking at how silly Julius could be.
"Bring Izaya to me and I will make sure you are well… compensated... Ryuichi." Julius purred as he gave him a suggestive smile.
Asami sat there, ignoring the look, thinking over his dead body would he give Izaya to him; however, he would look for Izaya as requested, because he had some questions that needed to be answered too.
"But again, I can't see how this would be of benefit me…" Asami sighed as his smirk appeared.
"I promise, if you bring me the young man, you will see how grateful I can be." Asami sat emotionless, wanting Julius out of his office. Now.
"I've heard you have a lo..." he stopped, unable to say the word 'lover' "uh, 'pet' living with you. It would would be… unfortunate… if something should happen to such a feisty little thing because you decided to be uncooperative." Julius leaned forward, each word dripping with sarcastic venom. Apparently, in his not-nearly-long-enough absence, he had forgotten just who the fuck he wasn't intimidating.
"Julius, it would be beneficial for any of your future endeavors in Tokyo for you not to come into my office and start dictating what I should or shouldn't do while you're wasting my valuable time and annoying me."
Asami wanted to punch him hard in the face, then remembered that Akihito had already beaten him to it; that thought made a small smile twitch his lips as his anger subsided to a slow simmer. Julius smiled and stood up.
"Dinner, 8 p.m. tomorrow, at the Tokyo Ritz hotel. We can discuss our "future endeavors" then, Ryuichi." With that he left, leaving Asami with a bad taste in his mouth, and the desire to spit it out.
Asami just wanted Julius to leave Japan and go back to England by way of the Titanic. Just being near him made him feel dirty (!); however, Asami needed information of his own, so reluctantly dinner with him was necessary. With any luck, it would delay any attack that may have been planned.
It had taken every fibre of Asami's being not to just shoot him there and then. Not only had that gaijin threatened him in his own place of business, but then he had threatened both Akihito and Izaya as well. Every bone in his body wanted to strangle that man into submission, cut open his chest, tear his heart out with his bare hands, all while making him watch as the last seconds of his life were spent in total agony. No, wait, that is what he would do when he found out why he is back here again after so long.
Kirishima entered the office after Julius left, looking like he was chewing on a native giant hornet. He placed the hot drink in front of his friend and boss, then sat in the chair opposite and sipped the other one. "Julius doesn't seem to have changed much; he is still a terrible flirt with you, plus his arrogance seems to have tripled too!"
Asami sipped his tea, slowly trying to put his agitation to one side.
"If he thinks he can touch either Akihito or Izaya, he is very much mistaken" he sighed, knowing the gweilo would no doubt try.
"Ryuichi, we've known each other for a long time. You must try and separate your emotions surrounding Takaba and Izaya from this equation." Kei knew that whenever Akihito was involved, Asami's cold logic pretty much went out the window. But now that Izaya was involved as an unknown quantity, Kei was in the dark about how Asami would react if his younger brother got hurt. Or, heaven forfend, if he had to choose between them.
By late afternoon warm sunlight was streaming into Asami's office. Sion's business side still had to be maintained; any possible personal threat Julius posed would have to wait.
Asami was discussing upcoming meetings for the following week with Kirishima, when suddenly a loud bang was heard by a yelp of a pain. They dismissed it after sharing a look, thinking it was someone working in the outer offices being clumsy.
Not too much later they heard it again, this time followed by quiet cursing and a voice "that's going to leave a mark in the morning~" Asami suddenly glared viciously at nothing noticing the familiar playful speech pattern. He knew it was too good to be true to have a nice quiet normal day at work.
Sighing in defeat, he slowly rising to his feet and walking into the middle of the office while Kei watches with an eyebrow in silent curiosity. Asami shuts his eyes as if he was waiting for any sudden noises. Kei was about to ask a question on his bosses strange intriguing actions when a sudden sneeze was heard followed by another bang and then a crash. Asami's eyes snap open as he strides over to the spare room also known as the 'panic room'. Slamming open the door he was greeted by an frustrated looking Izaya wrapped in a blanket, surrounding by piles of used tissues, a table lying on its side and a discarded laptop on the floor.
Asami quickly essaying what happened in the room, he works out that his younger brother must have flipped the table in sudden anger. "What do you think you are doing?" Izaya snaps his attention to Asami just realising that he entered the room. The younger of the males seemed to be in some sort of daze, causing slight concern to Asami. Sure, he was annoying and incredibly difficult to deal with but he was still family and Asami cares for his well-being. Izaya was about to open his mouth, most likely to tease his older brother but instead he sneezed causing him to scowl.
Asami walks towards Izaya and squishes his face together using one hand while he bopped him on the nose, testing for any sort of fight or flight action, only to receive no movement. Asami hums to himself; his younger sibling has been rendered harmless by a simple cold. While Asami was working out what was wrong with Izaya, Kei silently fixed the table and place the laptop where it was originally was. Without any word, Izaya turns back to typing furiously.
Asami was seriously debating his options: he needed to know where Izaya has been, what is his connection with Julius Keel and why he was in the panic room, apparently working on something but then again, did he really want to know answer to the last question? Knowing him, it could literally be anything. Asami decided to leave that be for now, he was close by and would be easy to deal with in his weakened state.
He begins to leave only to hesitate, finally making his mind up he turns to Kei and speaks with a dreaded voice "Kei, You are to stay in here and help Izaya with whatever he is doing, he is not in the correct mind set which can cause dangerous mistakes which can get him harmed or even killed" Kei opens his mouth in disbelief but after hearing silent worry in his bosses voice he takes a place next to the ill male and snatches the laptop. Izaya just looks around the room as if it was his first time being in that room, Asami decides to leave and get back to his own work.
Once Asami was finished with his work for today, he enters the panic room. Izaya looked like he would collapse at any second while Kei was focused intently on the work in front of him. Asami wordlessly walks over to Izaya and lifts him up bridal style deciding to take him back home so he can look after him, before he leaves he tells Kei that he will be staying home and do the work there till Izaya is either fully recovered or well enough to be alone.
Kirishima helped Izaya when he finished he quietly spoke " Izaya seems to be running a fever should I call your physician to look at him before you leave for the evening"
Kirishima walked into the office placing a folder in front of Asami, " Sir... this all I could get on Julius, in brief he is here to open another Tempest club, quite close to your territory he also has a clubs in Italy, France and England. We already know he has connects to the European underworld however I have learnt that there is a rumour which you need to confirme with Mikhail to confirm, Asami raised his eyebrow as Kirishima was using his _ voice which indicated he was worried.
It seems that Julius is or is trying to join the Merdici which if true he will be more difficult to kill, I have enclosed information on the Merdici in the folder I just given you!
Asami long finger slid opened the folder Kirishima gave him
The Merdici are the unofficial guards who protect the laws of the Mafia world. All merdici are former bosses that have survived the removal of their retirement , united under a single cause by (insert Italian name) the founder of the organization.
They each carry a stone a very rare crystal as a testament to their former life, in a signet ring, which was left as a remainder after forcibly removed their original _s.
Those who defy their laws are said to be detained without hesitation and are doomed to spend the rest of their lives in an inescapable prison known as the _?_ Prison, though their allies can negotiate their release, so far no one detained has ever been released.
The Merdici have been around for as long as the Mafia has existed, with them being the vocal point of the agreement made between (insert Italian name) and (Italian surname) Simon.
Their reputation among the Mafia World precedes them, as they are said to show no mercy, even to devils. It is clear they attract a great deal of fear, as anyone, even government states know it isn't wise to mess with them.
While the true extent of their powers are unknown, although they are obviously quite powerful as they are all former bosses, it is known that only three people in the world have the power to deceive the Merdici.
The strength of the Merdici is immense, as they had to guard two of the strongest mafia bosses from high ranking family, Another implication of their immense strength is the fact that they themselves have stated that they could've taken care of _?_if they wanted to.
However, the Merdici cannot create their own _; they rely on (Italian name) to supply them with the _.
The Merdici also appear to use Rings as one of them used _.
The Merdici also take extreme precautions to protect anyone from knowing about the _ that they use.
Closing the folder mind racing with all the information worst case scenario, if he managed to persuade Mikhail to Alli himself with Feilong and himself they had a equally strong army, to repel the European mafia if it came to war, was Julius that stupid to stand against Asami, looking out his office window a thought flashed in his mind.
The attack on Sion three years ago may have been more to it, maybe the two shits who set Akihiko up maybe we're just were puppets, now thinking about it if Sion had fallen then he would be weaken enough to be topled.
"argh...was that why Izaya came back into his life?" to many scenario's wirrled around Asami head but was Julius that smart "doubtful" but Asami knew he was in this business long enough to trust his gut.
"Sir ... Mikhail is on line 1..." Kirishima voice coming through the intercom...
"Kirishima is Feilong ready with the inivition to Mikhail, as soon as Akihiko back from his trip we will head for Hong Kong straight away, please prepare everything!"
Julius was relaxing in his hotel suite, when the door rapped, his bodyguard opened the door without a word two men walked in, it was an unexpected visit Julius stood slightly nervous for a second until he relaxed to his arrogant self again making the guest feel at home ordered tea to be delivered to the room, these two men we're also in the limo the night Julius left the hotel with an injury to his nose.
The two men one tall lanky completely grey hair in a cheap looking business suit did most of the talking, the other man was different tall with a broad chest his hair raven black with a strip of white running threw it, he kept quite most of the time he seemed to observe more than contribute smoking dunhills and smirking now and again.
Business was long and boring the guy that smoked just agreed every now and again to whatever Julius was planning his voice irritating knowing he was gonna have a migraine by the end of this improtuted meeting it wasn't until Julius meantioned a name 'izaya' that the man with the smirk paid attention.
"do you know where Izaya is now?" the man with the cigarette asked calmly as he blew smoke towards the window his fingers wrapped around a his cane, it was ebony with silver tips the handle was a panther with deep golden jeweled eyes tapping the silver animal with his unique golden ring.
"I have a few men looking for him as we speak, I think he has some connected with Ryuichi, I mean Asami the CEO of Sion, however I cannot confirm this" feeling irk with not having information in his hand, this was a new sensation to Julius usual by now he have detailed information including breast fed or bottle.
Asami Ryuichi was a ghost except for the tabloid news article about his recent flings, if Asami was a ghost what was Izaya 'invisible' they had been looking for Izaya for over 10months, there was nothing on Izaya unless someone introduce you to him.
Julius was just lucky they bumped into each other, but knowing Izaya was in Tokyo Julius could feel his dream closer than before.
"do you really think Izaya is still in Tokyo, after he ran into you, he may have feld to another country" the raven hair man commented as he finished smoking subbing out his cigarette.
"trust me ... Izaya still here, I just know" the man looked at the blond with doubting eyes
"fufufu...Julius, we are here to conclude business not for you get all obsessively creepy over Asami Ryuichi, we have no fight with him. personally I would like to keep it that way, also Izaya we all know Izaya is aloner working for no one I believe he has already left as soon as he saw you in the hotel. now Julius if you are going to throw a tantrum can you please wait till I have left as I am a very busy" smirking at the blond who was about to blow his top.
"you have no right to speak to me like that don't you know who I am?" Julius stood up to show his strength, when the man with raven hair placed a unlit cigarette in his smirking lips, stood with grace and ease fixed his jacket and turned his head towards Julius with a smirk as he lent on his cane fingers caressing the silver panther.
"well Julius, it seems you have forgotten who I am so be a good boy and 'sit down' " with that Julius just sat down the room and dropped a few degrees the bloke never raised his voice but the command was there he was just about to leave as his hand reached the door handle he turned his head to the two men left.
"I do not want to make Asami Ryuichi an enemy, there is a saying do not wake the dragon..., for good reason, so think before you act, if it comes to my knowledge that he gets involved in our business. Julius..." now his eyes flicking dangerously,
"I will personally take everything you own...so do tread carefully!" with that he was gone.
Julius stared at the door his heart racing he knew ever since that man arrived he was dangerous but he thought he could handle him, however only been in a couple of meetings with him he soon realised he was a different league.
Julius started laughing the other guy looked on as if he was crazy "Julius you are not going to do something stupid I would hate for it to end badly" the lanky man stood to leave.
"if he thinks I scare easily he has another think coming plus once I get my hands on Izaya notebook then I have that man walking on all fours begging me to spare his life." the lanky man gave a sideways glace be he too left the room. as he exited the corridor the elevator door beginnig to shut he thinking back to the confrontation,
"I will bet on the other guy he was way more scary".
((( Merdici like the Italy mafia police who are involved with Julius which Izaya has information on them which was in his notebook he hid it with his brother as potection. but when sion nearly fell the notebook was in danger so Izaya came to protect the book and his brother but is also hiding from Julius for unknown reasons.)))
Asami knew this was a bad idea but he just had to get threw this evening making sure Izaya and Akihiko were safe, however Kirishima did mention before he entered the hotel dinning room that If the little wife found out he would rip him a new one, okay so it made Ryuichi laugh but then realised he was walking a fine line hopefully Akihiko would be blind to this and all will be well however his knot in his gut stated other wise.
Julius was waiting in a selcuded area of the room when as soon as Asami saw him tried to walk back out when souh and Kirishima blocked his escape. okay so he knew why Izaya ran.
"Sir it would be wise to finish what you started and get this Julius out of Tokyo for good, short term pain long term gain"
Asami glared at souh and Kirishima knowing deep down they were secrely enjoying this far to much. "and sir If the wife find out I will help explain your predicament..."
now Kirishima got the full glare as he pushed Asami round and forward towards Julius.
"So Ryuichi, I was very surprised you inviting me for a meal."
"I thought we could discuss Izaya better before I decided, if I want the help or not?" Asami didn't want to do this but he thought while Akihito was away he could move more freely, also there was no way he would give Izaya over.
"if I do look for this Izaya, what is in it for me? Asami looked towards Julius, his mind with images of how he was gonna kill him.
"look Ryuichi...I just need to have a quite chat with the youngman, he is quite an slippery eel to find him but seeing he's in Tokyo i thought you could help me look, seeing you are a very capable man!" smiling as he sipped his wine.
"again what is in it for me?" trying tobe cordial was making Asami skin crawl.
"well, once I have a little chat with the rassacle, I will be in a very secure place and I will be able to offer an allied of some sort" Asami smirked Julius must be desperate to ask for help also even with Izaya Julius still no match for Sion now including The Baishe. wanting the night to end as quickly as possible he thought enough of this charade.
"So you thought I would be more giving when you threaten my pet?" Asami placing his glass alittle too forcefully on the table.
"I suppose it was a little harsh! darling. well after he did hit me I was gonna punish him for such a transgression. I was not to sure if I should believe the rumours at first."
" What rumours" smirking towards Julius.
"Oh he's your permanent lover which I don't believe why would you be interested in that whore?"
"fufufu... Julius we are eatting leave the vugratiy at home let's talk about Izaya, how did you meet him." Julius was obvious to Asami need to rip him apart as he continued to talk about something about Italy a few years ago that he took something, however Asami mind was still on how he would torture keel, I will now slice his tongue for that comment..
"I am willing to look for Izaya, however if you threaten my pet or he come to any harm linking back to you,
'i will take everything you own piece by piece, so tread very carefully... are we clear" Asami trying to keep his emotions away but when it come to Akihito they lay bare near his skin.
"Ryuichi... your pet is the least of my problems?" Asami watched he could tell even after all this time Julius was planning on killing Akihito anyway just because he was with him.
"Julius...I will say this once. I am not yours and you threaten my pet is not gonna change the fact I will never have you in my bed. so our business is concluded if I hear anything I will inform you. and don't come knocking on my door again" Asami could see Julius face for a moment it flashed jealously and anger.