He could not believe it. Him of all people. Asami stormed into his room, locking the door behind him. He tool out his laptop. In less then a minute, Asami was viewing every street camera in Tokyo. Suoh had hacked into them months ago.
Focusing solely on the cameras in the area he'd been traveling through, Asami looked for he culprit who had stolen his wallet. An hour later, Asami was sitting back with a sigh. It had been no use. Asami had been trained since birth to keep a low profile. Staying out of sight of cameras was second nature to him. This of course meant that the thief too, was out of sight of the cameras.
Somewhere not to far away sat a young cheeky blond in a tree. He grinned happily as he went through the wallet he had snatched. There were no credit cards, just cash which he pocketed. Pulling out the ID, he read out loud.
"Moya Ransuki. What kind of made up name is that?" Oh he was very aware of the wallet's owner's real name.
"Age twenty five." He couldn't help the snort of disbelief that escaped him. "Only in his dreams. Height, six foot nothing. Only if you cut off from the knees down. Weight, 120 pounds. Yeah right. He's far to big. Eyes, brown. Nope, I'm pretty sure that their golden. Hair, red. I'd shoot myself if that's true. He just wouldn't look good with red hair. Nope! Naha. Never."
It may have been have been years since he had last seen his "older brother' but he still remembered him in all his perfection. He also remembered that love he had for Ryuichi.
Faces were glum that morning. It was hard to swallow down the fact that their compound had been broken into sometime during the night. No clue had been left to identify the intruder. Not a single sight of the intruder could be seen on the cameras. There were no finger prints, fibers, hairs or foot prints. Nothing.
One of Suoh's precious computers was taken. Antique daggers had been taken from Feilong's room. Sending the beautiful Chinese man into a fit. The man really was a drama queen. Kirishima had lost files. Asami was the only one to not have lost something. Wallet not included.
After hours of searching and putting in new safety measures, everyone pasted for their own rooms. Asami headed straight for his ensuite bathroom. The hot water of the shower cascading down his tired, sore body was heaven. His golden eyes closed and a sigh of pleasure left him.
His body was just beginning to relax when he sensed it. Someone was watching him. Asami kept his eyes closed and continued on with his shower. Not allowing for the intruder to realize that Asami was aware of him. He left the shower and made his way into the bedroom. Shock stopped him in his tracks at the sight on his bed.
"Akihito…" Asami's voice was a breathless whisper
