AN: Asami's POV: Domestic fluff and Suoh and kirishima get the first glimpse into what's in store for them. So I was organising a little of Asami's back story for later down the track and gave myself the sads and had to write some fluff for this chapter. Seriously, it was like the old man on the bench again from chapter 1, I depress myself sometimes.

"ASAMI!"

That voice. Filled with unrestrained lust, sobbing pleasure and just a tinge of blurred pain. Perfect. Asami was sure that the final cry Akihito had made before passing out after coming dry last night would haunt his dreams in the most pleasurable way possible for a long time to come. It had been truly exquisite. His bright, innocent seeming little soulmate had responded beautifully to his touch. Drowned in pleasure beyond what he had ever experienced, Akihito had surrendered to Asami and given himself over to his ministrations. The little mewls had quickly found a louder volume but retained their constant quality. Asami could feel his body stirring at the memory. While he had been anticipating a pleasurable evening, it had been far beyond his wildest expectations. The moans, the arching back, the blue eyes nearly black with want. Perfect.

He looked down at the tuft of blonde hair sticking out of the blankets. Akihito had been rather determined to make good with his promise of refusing to move for the rest of the day. After Asami had helped him to the bathroom and then back to bed, Akihito had burrowed himself completely under the blankets, snagged Asami's pillow and almost immediately fell back to sleep. It was a little cute. He could hear the occasional snuffle, slightly muffled by the blankets and couldn't help a small smile. He wouldn't mind waking up to Akihito's attention every morning. Having done so for the last two mornings had Asami feeling slightly spoiled and he had endeavoured to return the favour both times. He had woken up with lovers in the past, although generally they didn't stay the night and never got invited back to the penthouse, but never had he been at the receiving end of such innocent affections. Not until the last two mornings at least. His lovers had always wanted something; money, power or pleasure. Akihito wanted nothing but him. Asami had been looking for some deeper motive, some hidden agenda all through their first meeting but the boy couldn't lie to save himself, every single expression flashed over his face, every thought open to be read and there had been no greed there. Uncertainty in the beginning, then curiosity and finally a childlike exuberance and enthusiasm. He had seen him embarrassed, determined and irritated but the one thing that had blown him away once he had realised what it was, was trust. The kind of implicit trust that was given and only taken back if you gave a reason to be untrustworthy. The complete opposite of Asami himself, who trusted very few and it had to be earned beyond any doubt. In Akihito's shoes, Asami would not have trusted himself and yet Akihito was freely giving it without thought. Soulmate. His other half was a very intriguing creature.

Asami reached out from where he was sitting at the edge of the bed and carefully ran his fingers through the few visible blonde strands sticking out of the blankets. He didn't think he had ever been so confused until Akihito came barrelling into his life. Everything was always controlled and accounted for. Even the slightest possibility of a soulmate had been completely dismissed from his mind. He didn't deserve one. He had honestly thought that by stepping into the darkness completely had removed any possibility for finding the light. He took that step years ago and built an empire out of blood and sin and forsook any chance of finding a higher happiness. Or so he had thought. Apparently he had been wrong because there was a golden little angel in his bed who could somehow be as cute and innocent as he was and yet sink into the dark pleasure Asami could give only to emerge from the depths just as bright and shining as before.

Asami's grandmother held onto the old beliefs about soulmates, ones that no science would ever be able to prove. You only found your soulmate if you needed to. There was no chance about it, just the universe giving help to those in need who deserved it. He wasn't prone to superstition but something her beliefs had always lingered at the back of his mind. Did Asami need a soulmate? He wasn't lacking for anything. If anything he was going to be dragging the poor kid down into the abyss with him. And there was nothing he could give Akihito that he would need or want. He needed a good, strong role model and some stability, neither of which Asami could offer him. Akihito had already declined the one thing Asami had to be able to give, that being money. He had declined it often and loudly. The only times he would accept were times that Asami would not give him a choice. Deserving. That's not a word he associated with himself. He worked for what he had, be it legally or illegally but he was not so entitled to think that the universe owed him something. But now that he had this feisty little kitten, Asami would not be letting go. No, this bright little thing was his and his alone even if it meant dragging Akihito into the darkness alongside him.

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Asami carefully maneuvered through the bedroom door with the large tray in his hands. He had spent the last few hours in his home office catching up on some paperwork and making calls. He had left the doors open so he could hear if Akihito got up but it had been quiet, not something he associated with him while he was awake. It was after lunch now but he had one of his men fetch them some breakfast, figuring Akihito would prefer that when he first woke up rather than a heavier meal. He put the tray down on the bedside table and sat down on the bed. He reached over to give the Akihito shaped lump a shake.

"Time to wake up kitten."

There was an unhappy sounding groan and the lump shuffled around, the blonde hair completely disappearing under the blanket. Asami tugged the blanket down and forcibly rolled the photographer onto his back. Dazed blue eyes blinked sleepily at him and Akihito tried to bury himself back into the pillow. Unable to resist the opportunity, Asami pinned his little soulmate in place and kissed him. It didn't take long for Akihito to respond and he deepened the kiss, continuing until he had wrenched a breathless moan from the blonde. He pulled back and was met with a scowl.

"Can you ever keep your hands to yourself?"

"Why should I when I have such a delicious morsel in my bed?" Asami smirked.

"Argh, you better not have woken me up just for this you bastard because my ass is off limits today."

"As very tempting as it is, I woke you up for breakfast." Asami had to chuckle as Akihito immediately perked up and tried to wiggle his way out from underneath him.

"Oi, move! I want food." He sat back, allowing Akihito to sit up as well and leaned over to grab the tray.

"You don't want me to feed you?"

"What?!" Akihito threw him an incredulous look. "I can feed myself thanks. What time is it?"

"That's a shame. It's nearly 2pm."

"Ugh." Akihito scrubbed his hands over his face. "I have a stake out in a few hours and I need to get home and grab my stuff." Asami picked up a morsel of food with some chopsticks and held it out for Akihito to eat. He scowled at him but accepted the food.

"There are some clothes here in the wardrobe for you. I had then deliver some extras from the store yesterday so you can keep some spares here." Akihito groaned.

"I bet they are ridiculously expensive too. I'll stick with my jeans thanks."

"I have something else for you too kitten."

"Would you stop with the kitten thing already?" Akihito glowered as he helped himself to some more food. "It's ridiculous."

"Oh?" Asami could feel his lips curling up in a smirk. There was a faint hint of pink in Akihito's cheeks. "Would you prefer something else? Hmm, baby?" Akihito looked positively horrified. "No?" His smirk widened and he leaned in close to a now spluttering Akihito. "How about angel?"

"Oh hell no! Don't you dare! Why can't you just call me Aki like everyone else?!" Ah, that lovely shade of red was back.

"Because everyone else calls you that."

"Of course, you just have to be special and call me by something else, don't you?" Akihito huffed and crossed his arms while he fixed Asami with a glare that was rendered rather ineffectual by the ever increasing blush.

"Don't I get to call my partner by a pet name?" That threw him off. Akihito's scowl vanished and he looked taken aback.

"P-partner?" He looked off to the side and fidgeted with the sheet pooling around his waist. "That still doesn't mean you have to call me something so ridiculous."

"I thought it was quite apt," Asami reached a hand out and took Akihito by the chin, bringing his head back around and running his thumb over his bottom lip. "My cute little kitten. You were certainly purring for me last night."

The embarrassed glare came back and Akihito opened his mouth and quickly bit down on his thumb. It was just hard enough to have a slight sting but was probably not intended to have the effect it did. Asami could feel his body stirring at pressure and the feeling of the warm, wet tongue sliding across the pad of his thumb. The fiery eyes challenging him just made it that much better.

"See, and this is the little wildcat with its sharp little claws and spitting determination." Asami leaned forward a little with a smirk. "I would let you bite me somewhere else." Akihito immediately released his thumb and backed up a little.

"Hey, you perv, let me finish my breakfast."

"You're the one who bit me." Asami moved back and pulled the tray up closer to them both. "Now I did actually have something for you."

"Yeah?"

Asami reached into the pocket of his bathrobe and pulled out a key. He passed it over to Akihito. "It's for the penthouse."

"I'm not moving in." Akihito gave him a flat look and Asami had to chuckle.

"I know. You've been very clear about that. It's so you can come over anytime. It's a good location and with you having clothes here sometimes it might be more convenient for you to come here instead of home."

"You just want to not always have to drag me back here, don't you?"

"I confess I wouldn't mind coming home to a little kitten curled up in my bed." Akihito snorted.

"And I suppose you want mine in return?"

"I already have it."

"What?!" Akihito froze with food halfway to his mouth. "How the hell did you get that?"

"Your landlady was nice enough to give it to me after I assured her that your rent would always be on time from now on." Asami leaned forward to grab Akihito's hand and ate the morsel off his chopsticks.

"Can't you ever do things like a normal person and just ask?! And what do you mean my rent will always be on time? What have you got to do with it?"

"I gave her Kirishima's number, if the rent is a day late she is to call him and he'll take care of it."

"You can't do that! I told you I could look after myself!"

"And I won't interfere unless that happens to not be the case. So as long as you pay your rent on time what's the problem? And if for some reason you can't, then you don't have to worry, it'll be taken care of." Akihito spluttered indignantly. "Speaking of which you were behind. You are now paid up until the end of the month."

"You-! Argh!" Akihito threw his hands up in the air and crawled off the bed. "You need to keep out of my business when I tell you to!" He stormed out of the bedroom and into the bathroom and slammed the door. Asami knew he wasn't going to be happy about the arrangement but he was still a little taken by surprise over the fiery temper. He could just picture Akihito as the kitten he's taken to calling him, fur standing on end, hissing and spitting and trying to be all fierce, completely unaware how cute he looks while doing so. The constant blush was really quite perfect.

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Asami had not long made it into the office when a rather flustered Kirishima burst through the door with Suoh in tow. That wasn't something you saw every day. Kirishima was normally very composed and Asami could see a little line of worry creasing even Suoh's forehead.

"What's happened?"

"Sir, its Takaba-sama. He left the penthouse about half an hour ago and his security detail just reported in saying they had lost him." Asami sighed and pulled out a cigarette.

"They only had him for 30minutes?" He flicked open his lighter and took a long drag.

"Yes sir."

Asami slowly exhaled and let the nicotine hit his system. Why wasn't he surprised? Honestly, the brat was a loose cannon. He fished his phone out of his pocket and selected 'kitten'. It was picked up after only a few rings.

"Yo."

"Akihito, where are you?"

"Ahh, so those were your men."

"They were and you slipping away defeats the point of having them."

"Hey! I didn't know they were yours. I just knew I had somebody on my tail and I have a stake out to get to."

"And you didn't think to call and check?"

"Nah, figured you'd call if they were yours. You should have told me though."

"I would have if you had stopped complaining about the wardrobe for even a minute."

"How can you expect me to wear clothes that cost more than my rent out of the house, let alone on a stake out? You need to take them back. I don't want them."

Asami sighed. "They are yours and they are staying there. Now what did you do? Climb up a building to get away from the guards?" There was a pause. "That's exactly what you did, wasn't it?" He could almost hear the grin in Akihito's reply.

"Yeap! I used to do a lot of parkour stuff with my friends, really came in handy with my stakeout work so I kept it up."

"Kitten," He could see Kirishima's eyebrows jump out of the corner of his eye. "Where are you?"

"Look, I'm on a stakeout, I can't be given away or I'll lose my target. I'll let you know when I'm home."

"The whole point of guards is to keep you safe, they can't do that if you've lost them."

"I can look after myself."

"You've already been targeted once. Don't make me GPS tag you."

"What am I? Your pet? You can't tag me."

"Oh? I'm sure we can pick you out a pretty collar while we microchip you."

"Seriously, I'm not a dog."

"I know, a dog would be waiting back at the penthouse for me like a good boy."

"Didn't you tell me earlier that you like feisty little cats?" Akihito snickered. "Anyways, I gotta split. Nice chat!"

"Akihi-" The line went dead. "The little punk hung up on me." Asami sighed and looked up at his shocked subordinates. It was a look he didn't get to see very often.

"I want you to research into something called parkour, apparently that is how he got away. We are going to have to look into hiring a different type of guard to be able to keep him in check if they lost him that quickly. In the meantime, keep the guards searching and find him." Both Kirishima and Suoh gave a bow and made a hasty retreat. Asami got up to pour himself a drink, he got the distinct feeling that this was only the beginning of their security woes. Soulmate huh? Had he finally found someone who could challenge him? He certainly seemed to have given his staff a run for their money far too easily. Little kitten indeed. Asami's lips curved up into a smile.

Soulmate. Mine.