AN: *fangirl squealing* There is a small bit of seriousness but mostly fluff and embarrassment (sorry Aki).
It was early Saturday morning and Asami was due to arrive to pick Akihito up any minute now. Akihito was worried about what kind of car he was going to show up in. His parents lived in a sleepy suburb on the very outskirts on Yokohama and some flashy car just showing up was going to attract a lot of attention. It was a fairly close knit community and he really didn't want to be the hottest gossip around. His mother would probably have a ball with that though. Please, just once could Asami own something sensible and not ridiculously outrageous? A few minutes later and he could hear the deep rumble of an engine outside and his phone flashed up with a message.
Outside.
Please, was it too much to hope for? Akihito took a deep breath and picked up his bag before heading outside. He stopped dead in his doorway.
"Oh for fucks sake."
There was what appeared to be some million dollar red sports car sitting outside his apartment. It was all smooth sleek lines, low to the ground and had a deep rumbling purr for the engine sound. Asami got out and the freaking door opened up upwards instead of outwards and Akihito swore he was going to punch him in the face and remove that damn smirk once and for all. He locked up his apartment and made his way down to the car. If he could call it that. He should have known that a quiet, discreet trip home was far too much to hope for. And the bastard was just leaning against the rear of the car with that infuriating smirk in place, dressed in casual slacks and a polo. How did he manage to look so good in everything?
"Do you not own anything that doesn't look as though it cost more money than a normal person could dream of?"
"No."
He really, really wanted to punch him.
"A quick internet search of my name and your parents would find out about the money anyway so why hide it? Just enjoy being able to ride down there in comfort."
He sighed and handed over his small bag packed for the weekend away. Asami threw it in the boot and slammed it shut before pulling him in for a quick kiss. A quick kiss Asami style that still left him gasping for breath. Asami had to give him a brief demonstration on how to actually open the damn car door before he was able to slip inside and buckle up. And the interior of the vehicle was just as nice as the exterior but in a softer, classier kind of way. The leather seat was more comfortable than any of the furniture in Akihito's apartment and he could see many little flashy lights and buttons on the dashboard. Asami hopped in and then they were pulling away from the curb and Akihito had to admit he didn't know riding in a vehicle could feel so smooth. He was used to the loud and bumpy ride of public transport or his little scooter. He settled back into his seat with a small sigh. At least it would be comfortable although it still wouldn't make up for the gossip that was inevitable. Asami gave him an amused glance.
"Is it really that bad?"
"You don't understand. My parents live in a really tight knit little community in a really quiet suburb and showing up in this thing," Akihito gestured vaguely around himself. "Is going to cause me to be the next hot gossip topic for forever."
"And? It's not like you live there and have to deal with it. Who cares what anyone else thinks."
"We are still down there for the weekend. And what do I tell my parents? Oh, yeah, my soulmate is some perverted crime lord who has so much money it doesn't even have value to him anymore."
"Crime lord huh? That's not quite right."
"Not going to deny the pervert title?"
Asami smirked; "No."
"Typical. I say crime lord because you are clearly good at whatever you do in regards to the underworld and must have some particularly high standing. Especially if no one can pin anything on you. And I have heard enough to know that you are, in fact, involved in the underworld. I just don't know how."
"You don't have to," Asami glanced at him before returning his eyes to the road. "You're too innocent for my world."
"Give me some credit, I'm not that innocent."
"You are. You're like a shining little angel compared to me. My hands are stained with blood and sin and that is all you need to know on the matter."
"I'll find out," Akihito crossed his arms and set his jaw in determination. "You're my soulmate. There's a reason for whatever this is right? I can't stand beside you if I don't know all of you." Asami glanced at him again, he seemed slightly taken aback. "It's not going to happen straight away but you're not going to be able to keep me out and you damn well better not try to."
"Is that a confession already Akihito?"
"What?!" Akihito almost squeaked as he flushed red. "No! Don't take what I'm saying and twist it you pervert!"
"I'm not twisting anything; that was exactly what it sounded like." Akihito huffed.
"That's not how I meant it." Asami just hummed in response, clearly unconvinced. After a small spell of silence, Asami showed Akihito how to turn on the radio and alternatively how to connect it up with the music on his smartphone. They spent the rest of the trip playfully arguing over music choices with Asami being labelled as old and Akihito as a brat more than once.
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Akihito was noticing familiar surroundings and the GPS showed not much further to go. He was a little nervous honestly. It felt way too damn early to be introducing Asami to his parents but apparently everything to do with Asami refused to be taken slowly and he felt like he was stuck in a whirlwind.
"I can't believe we are showing up in this thing!" Akihito groaned.
"I don't understand why you are so stressed about this. As I've said before, don't put so much stock in what other people think."
"It's not what other people think, it's what my parents will think! You better behave." Asami barked out a laugh at that.
"Do I get a reward for being good?" Akihito looked at him wide eyed and slightly flushed. "Now who's the pervert hmm? Your blush gives you away every time."
"It's only because it's you asking that, that my mind goes there." He pouted.
"Oh? Do I get another confession already Akihito?"
"What?! No! Argh, you're impossible." Asami was grinning by this point. The genuine smile softened his face and made him look almost boyish. It sent Akihito's heart fluttering. He reminded himself just how doomed he really was when it came to this man who was his soulmate.
They had finally arrived and Asami smoothly pulled up to the curb and killed the engine.
"Don't look so nervous. It's fine."
"It's not fine. I'm doomed." Akihito played with the door handle, trying to work up the courage to just open the door and get out.
"Did you want me to open your door for you?" That god damn smirk was back.
"Don't you dare. I can manage by myself thank you very much." He could see his mother coming down the steps and with a sigh, opened his door. Asami following suit. The upwards motion of the door caught him temporarily by surprise again but he managed to get out and shut the door before he was enveloped in a bone crushing hug.
"Aki darling!"
"Okaasan," He returned the hug although with considerably less force. "You know, I come back often enough that it shouldn't be this big thing when I arrive."
"But we always miss you Aki! You're our only son after all." Nariko stepped back and Akihito gave his dad a quick hug.
"Happy birthday Otosan!"
"Thanks Aki, it's good to see you again."
"Now you must introduce us to this handsome man over here!" Nariko beamed at Asami who was standing off to the side with a small smile.
"Ah, this is my soulmate, Asami Ryuichi. Asami, these are my parents."
"A pleasure to meet you Takaba-sans."
"Oh please, just call me Nariko, you're pretty much part of the family now!" Nariko reached up and gave a rather amused looking Asami a hug. Akihito had groaned at the family comment. Doomed. "And this is my husband Hitoshi." Hitoshi just settled for a firm handshake.
"Then likewise, please just call me Ryuichi."
"That's a very nice looking ride you have there." Hitoshi glanced at the car with raised eye brows.
"Thank you, it's a personal favourite." Golden eyes twinkled with amusement.
"Let's not stand around out here all day, come on, everyone inside for some morning tea." Nariko ushered the three of them inside and Akihito squared his shoulders, it might be a long day.
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Hi mother had been surprisingly well behaved during their morning and over lunch. There had been a few teasing suggestions that got a blush but nothing major. Yet she had this mischievous glint in her eyes that had Akihito rather worried.
"Aki dear, did you bring those photos for Tamura-san?"
"Oh yeah, they're in my bag in the car."
"I'm just going to start getting dinner ready, it's going to take a little while as it's a special dinner so why don't you pop over with Ryuichi? She's really looking forward to getting the photos. Oh, I'll grab your bags if you get them out and leave them in the living room."
Asami stood and Akihito followed him out to the car.
"Tamura-san?"
"Yeah, she lives next door. I took some photos of her grandkids when they stopped by to visit. They all live in Kyoto so they don't come down very often. They passed through Tokyo so I showed them around a little for a day and snapped off some photos for her."
Asami pulled out both their bags and handed Akihito his.
"That was nice of you." Akihito just shrugged.
"She's lived next door to us since I can remember and she's always coming over with fresh veges or baking to share with okaasan and otosan. She used to sneak me sweets when I was younger," Akihito smiled at the memory. "It was okaasan's suggestion but I thought it would be nice to give her something back."
Akihito pulled out a small photo album from his bag and passed it over to Asami.
"Hold this, I'll just throw the bags inside." Akihito grabbed Asami's bag as well and ducked inside to return a few seconds later empty handed. He took back the photo album and led the way next door. A few knocks on the door and a yell from inside could be heard. The door swung open to reveal a tiny elderly lady with snow white hair and a warm smile.
"Aki-chan!" He leaned down to give her a quick hug. For all that she looked rather frail there was a very intelligent and playful gleam in her bright eyes.
"Hello Tamura-san, I brought the photo album for you."
"Oh that's wonderful Aki-chan. Before you come in you must introduce me to the strapping young man behind you." Akihito spluttered a little.
"I'm Asami Ryuichi, it's a pleasure to meet you Tamura-san."
"Oh my! Handsome and well mannered!" She reached forward and gave his bicep a squeeze. "Strong too. That's your car there?" She nodded to the flashy sports car at the curb.
"It is indeed."
"And wealthy enough to provide for another. You caught yourself quite the soulmate Aki-chan." Akihito's cheeks were burning and he just wanted to sink through the ground in embarrassment.
"Now, come in, come in." She ushered them both inside and proceed to feed them tea and baked sweets, which Asami politely declined, while she went through all the photos in the album with Akihito.
"Ahh Aki-chan, this is such a wonderful gift! I can't see my lovely grandchildren in person very often but at least I can see their smiling faces in picture! Speaking of grandchildren, now that you have found your soulmate, that's something you will have to start thinking about!" Akihito choked on his biscuit.
"Excuse me?!" He finally managed to croak out.
"Well, you cannot tell me that you are not sleeping with this attractive specimen of a man," Akihito wanted to die. "And clearly he can provide more than adequately for both of you plus another if he is driving around in that." She shot Asami a piercing look. "You seem sensible enough, I am assuming you didn't put yourself into debt to get such a vehicle?"
Asami was looking highly amused at the entire situation. "Not at all."
"Good." She turned back to a beet red Akihito. "I'm sure Nariko would love some little ones running around. You should get started soon, adoption is a long process."
Why did everyone do this to him?
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They had managed to escape the grandchild onslaught from Tamura-san to be home in time for dinner. An event that went very smoothly and Akihito was starting to get very suspicious. His mother was normally just as bad as Tamura-san for embarrassing him and yet there had only been a few more teasing remarks. It wasn't until it was late and everyone was heading to bed that he realised what he had been missing the entire day.
"Your bags are in the guest room and I left some towels out for you. Make sure to show Asami where to find everything, Aki. Sleep well both of you!"
Guest room?
"Wait, okaasan!"
"It's fine dear. You're a big boy and he's your soulmate."
"But-!"
"Good night!" And with that both of his parents disappeared off into their own room.
"What exactly is wrong?" Asami was looking at his with raised eye brows.
"We… we are sharing a room."
"What's so wrong with that?" Akihito wasn't looking at Asami but he could hear that the smirk was back in place. Why didn't he realise sooner?
"I just… Fine, follow me." He led the way to the guest room, converted from his old bedroom. Inside their bags sat in the corner and a few towels perched on the end of a rather small double bed.
"Are you that embarrassed to share a bed with me?" Akihito groaned.
"Okaasan shouldn't have just done this, she should have checked it was okay first."
"You really get embarrassed very easily. She's right, you're a big boy and I am your soulmate. I promise not to bite too much." Akihito's head wiped around to stare at him in an odd combination of embarrassed curiosity. Once he had regained his senses, he quickly showered while Asami made a few calls before showing him were to find everything.
Akihito was perched at the edge of the bed, waiting for Asami to exit the shower. He was just sitting in his boxers, unsure if he should throw a t-shirt on as well. He felt rather put on the spot. Why did his mother do things like this to him? His internal debate about the t-shirt was interrupted by Asami entering wearing only a towel slung low about his hips. Akihito suddenly realised he had never seen the man in any state of undress and found himself staring. Damn, those abs.
"Like what you see?" He was jolted out of his observation by a very amused voice. Asami had walked to the end of the bed and removed the towel. Akihito saw a firm ass, sculpted legs and-
He quickly turned around and felt his face burn. Holy shit the man was huge.
"What are you doing?!" He squeaked in alarm.
He heard a deep chuckle and felt the bed shift behind him as Asami settled in on the other side.
"I prefer to sleep naked. Now, are you going to turn off the light?"
Akihito scrambled up and flicked off the lights. He carefully made his way to the bed and eased himself under the covers, very aware of the heat radiating off the person beside him. He had just settled down when arms reached out and suddenly he found himself on his side, nose at the hollow of Asami's neck, his whole body pressed up against Asami's. He could feel the hard muscles shifting against him and a heavy arm was wrapped around his waist. He lay there tense for several minutes but Asami didn't make any more moves. He slowly began to relax and was lulled to sleep by the warm embrace and the soft, even heart beat at his ear.
Second AN: Next chapter, Asami gets a little handsy in the morning~