Hello everyone! Sorry it's been so long, I went back to school and got really busy and it's no excuse but still. I didn't have time to edit this chapter so sorry for any mistakes. Also I've never written smut so I hope it's okay. P.S. I'm really worried Asami seems OOC so I hope that's not the case. Enjoy!

Chapter 9

Akihito sighed as he leaned against the door to the limo, exhausted from his session with Feilong and full of expensive sushi on Asami's dime, he was ready to fall asleep then and there when the presence of the aforementioned man made itself known. He cracked open an eye and watched Asami who was busily speaking into his phone in English so rapidly Akihito couldn't understand a word. He had been on the phone for quite a while now, having left the table and all the sushi to Akihito to answer a call halfway through the meal. Akihito was more than willing to finish Asami's share of food but found himself slightly perturbed at being ignored for a phone call.

Why, though? Asami didn't owe him anything, much less his obviously valuable time, and Akihito had no reason to want the man's attention so badly. They hardly knew one another and their relationship was purely professional.

Akihito snorted out loud at that though causing a pair of golden eyes to briefly glance in his direction. The professionalism was lost the moment Akihito had followed, or rather been dragged, to the man's office. Not to mention the kindness Asami had been showing him regarding his mental health and precarious situation. He had even volunteered to observe Akihito after he had been diagnosed with his concussion. The man was obviously busy but had still given up his time these past few days to be with him and Akihito suddenly felt guilty.

It was obvious Asami was interested in him, at least to some extent, and Akihito had been nothing but a burden freeloading in Asami's beautiful penthouse and eating exorbitant amounts of sushi on Asami's tab while taking advantage of his offers for help. He really should thank the older man but he wasn't sure how to go about it.

Just saying the words seemed lame and unappreciative based on how much Asami had done. He supposed he could…

Akihito began blushing at the thought and immediately shook his head. He was embarrassed enough that he had slept in the same bed, even cuddled with Asami. He wasn't bold enough to offer himself like that.

Akihito chewed on his thumb nail, staring out the window as he listened to Asami speak, the foreign language calming and lulling him into a relaxed state as he contemplated ways to thank Asami.

He should do it soon and then return home. He didn't want to overstay his welcome or wait for Asami to have to tell him to leave. Perhaps he could make him a nice dinner, thank him for all of his help and give him the final prints from Sion before heading out.

He was beginning to miss the claustrophobic feeling of his apartment and he wanted to get back to work. He was itching to chase down a criminal or do a stake out and being in Asami's home without his equipment and his movement restricted was making that difficult.

It was decided then. He would cook Asami a nice dinner, give him a sincere "Thanks for everything" and go home after slipping him a file with the edited pictures. After that he would be able to return to his normal life, he was sure his landlady had been looking for him and he couldn't even begin to imagine the annoyed messages from his editor that would be awaiting him on his answering machine.

Akihito enjoyed Asami's company, was really grateful for what he had done for him, but it was time to get back to his routine. Feilong was kind but Akihito knew he would not be able to afford the man's services and he couldn't let Asami continue to pay for his sessions. He had done alright so far in his life and would be okay without them and would much rather not be in the debt of the powerful man. Even though Asami had already offered to cover all the expense Akihito knew it would be selfish to take advantage, not to mention he didn't need the man's charity.

When Akihito looked out the window again he realized they were pulling into the garage of the penthouse and sighed, stretching his arms above his head before clambering out of the vehicle as it rolled to a stop.

Asami was still busy on the phone and waited to end his call before exiting the limo. Akihito glanced nervously as he thought of ways he would approach the sensitive topic with him, hoping to not offend him in any way. As if sensing Akihito's eyes on him, Asami spoke, "What's the matter, Akihito?"

"N-nothing. Just in my own head." Akihito laughed slightly and rapped his knuckles gently against his skull as he followed Asami into the elevator. The golden eyed man watched him curiously for a moment and Akihito began to worry that Asami would continue to question him.

However he remained silent as the elevator soared to the penthouse, Asami walking hurriedly out of the elevator towards the apartment door and not waiting for Akihito.

The latter hurried to catch up and stopped in the living room when they entered, watching Asami immediately head into the bedroom. Confused, Akihito waited a few moments before Asami returned, changed and looking completely refreshed with a new cigarette hanging unlit from his lips.

"I need to go into work. An emergency has come up that I cannot put off. You're welcome to use the apartment as you see fit, there will be a guard posted outside the front door. Do not go anywhere without him while I'm gone Akihito." Asami smirked playfully at the blonde as he adjusted his watch.

"Wait, what do you mean-" Akihito was cut off by three sharp raps at the door and Asami's call of "Enter." Revealing Kirishima behind the door.

"Asami-sama, the car is ready and waiting. Suoh is at the club along with the manager."

Asami nodded and walked towards Akihito, patting him on the head like a child before calling, "Be good." Over his shoulder as he hurried from the apartment with Kirishima in tow.

Akihito huffed indignantly at the treatment. He wasn't a kid damn it, and he couldn't be confined to this place.

Groaning out loud, Akihito threw his hands up in the air and resolved that he would leave as soon as Asami returned, whenever that would be.

Frustrated with being cut off before he could make a hasty exit, Akihito resolved to enjoy the last few hours that he had in the penthouse and began raiding Asami's fridge for expensive imported beer while deciding what he would watch on the large flat screen in the living room.

Asami exhaled slowly, the cigarette smoke clouding his vision for a few brief second before he was once more staring at the partition in the limousine. Akihito was obviously beginning to feel restless and Asami knew it wouldn't be long before he took his leave.

Well, tried to. Asami would be damned if he let the boy out of his sights again.

Shaking his head, Asami tried to reason with himself, however it didn't come easy when regarding the beautiful blonde that was most likely now sprawled across his sofa half asleep.

Akihito was a free spirit, and Asami was dark and cruel, much unlike the kind self he had been showing Akihito these past few days. He was a ruthless crime lord, the most powerful man in Asia, and having a cute little blonde warming his bed was asking for trouble from his enemies.

Especially when he happened to enjoy said blonde's presence.

Deciding now was not the time Asami lowered the partition to reveal Suoh in the driver's seat, Kirishima dutifully by his side tapping away on a tablet, "What's our ETA?"

Suoh spoke clearly, not taking his eyes of the road, "Five minutes, traffic is clear tonight. Sudou is awaiting your arrival and the troublemakers are currently being held in the basement."

"Are they from any particular group?"

Kirishima spoke up this time, adjusting his glasses as he did, "From the Eto group." When Asami didn't respond, Kirishima continued, "They're small and relatively harmless. However lately they have been caught selling drugs closer to our territory and have been attempting to rub shoulders with some of the more established groups."

Asami "Hnn'd" before lighting another cigarette and taking a deep drag, "How much did they find?"

"Not much. Sudou was smart enough to have most of it hidden behind locked safes or well-guarded however they recovered files on Dracaena employees as well as some invoices for recent purchases for the club. All legal, alcohol, food and so forth. Nothing incriminating or potentially threatening but the intention was there. Records indicate they were rejected from both Sion and the new club Vortex before arriving at Dracaena and being admitted."

"Has Sudou explained why they were admitted to Dracaena to begin with?"

Kirishima shook his head, "He was adamant he speak with you directly. He claimed he could explain everything to you once you arrived. I have extra security on the property in case he attempts to pull something stupid to get out of this."

Asami nodded absently and furrowed his brows. Sudou had been a regular problem lately and he had been looking for a manager to replace him. No suitable candidates had been found yet, however Sudou couldn't seem to stop fucking things up.

The limo rolled to a stop and Kirishima was out and opening the door for Asami as he stubbed the last bit of his cigarette and got out, adjusting his coat and breathing in the cool night air.

It wouldn't be long before winter creeped upon them and he started to wonder how Akihito kept warm in his apartment. From the extensive search it was made clear that the heat sparsely worked in the building and Akihito rarely activated it.

Perhaps he could use the cold winter to his advantage in convincing Akihito stay in his apartment. Smirking, Asami let the thought mull over before it was interrupted by Kirishima clearing his throat.

"Asami-sama, Sudou is in the private room upstairs. How would you like to proceed?"

"Send Suoh to the basement and have him begin teaching the punks a lesson about snooping into my business, don't kill them though." Suoh looked slightly surprised before Asami continued, "I'll take that pleasure myself once I'm done dealing with Sudou's incompetence. He's made too many mistakes. Kirishima, speed up the process to find a new club manager for Dracaena. Until one is found clear several of the senior staff and ensure they have no personal ties to Sudou before having them handle the duties until a new manager is found."

Kirishima began busily typing away while Suoh headed in the opposite direction for the basement. Asami stepped into the elevator and checked his watch.

Akihito would be going to bed soon, if he hadn't already passed out on the couch, and Asami was eager to return home to him. Having been interrupted during dinner had irked him greatly and he wished nothing more than to smother Sudou for taking him away from something so important, especially after Akihito's first session today with Feilong.

The other man had warned him Akihito might be sensitive after his first few sessions and he was eager to get back and assure himself the blonde was doing well.

The sound of the elevator door opening broke Asami from his thoughts and he squared his shoulders, chastising himself for getting so easily distracted by the blonde and became determined to focus on the task at hand.

Walking quickly down the hallway with Kirishima behind him, Asami entered the private room without knocking to reveal Sudou standing in the center of the room with his back to the door.

The man visibly jumped and turned quickly to greet Asami, smiling brightly as he did so, "Asami-sama! Please, have a seat. It's always a treat when you visit Dracaena."

Asami, in no mood for games, sat in the large plush chair with Kirishima silently behind him before lighting a cigarette. His face was dark, eyes cold and hard and he looked at Sudou with contempt, "It's rather unfortunate that my visit here today is once more due to your incompetence as one of my employees Sudou."

"I can explain this, Asami-sama. You see, the bouncers out front were overwhelmed by a sudden crowd influx trying to storm the front doors. During this the men from the Eto group were able to sneak in with the rush, my guess they caused it so they could enter. While the chaos out front was being calmed, I was on the floor assuring guests that everything was alright and keeping order inside the building. Everyone was so consumed no one noticed the three men sneak up the emergency stairwell. When I returned to my office after everything had been resolved I found them and immediately had security apprehend and detain them for your arrival." Sudou finished quickly, slightly out of breath after the long rambling explanation.

"So," Asami exhaled his cigarette before continuing, "You're telling me that your security is too incompetent to handle a minor crowd and therefore a huge security breech occurred. Due to your lack of training and enforcement for policy." Sudou's hand shot up to the arm of Asami's chair as he kneeled before the older man, ready to launch into another explanation but silenced when Asami stubbed his still burning cigarette out on the intruding hand and fixed him with a cold stare. "When I hired you as manager of Dracaena it was with the intention that you were competent enough to handle the affairs of the club, including the training and seeing over of the staff's actions. Tonight has once more proved that you are unable to meet the expectations set out as manager of Dracaena."

Sudou let out a cry of pain and wrenched his hand back as the small burn mark began to cool, before looking up at Asami once more, "Please, Asami-sama. I can fix this."

"No." Asami quickly stood up and buttoned his suit coat, not bothering to look down at the man kneeling before him, "Sudou your actions will have consequences. As of this moment you are no longer manager of Dracaena. You will report to Sion tomorrow morning at 10 a.m. sharp where we will further discuss your future."

Without a second glance Asami stalked out of the room, leaving a devastated Sudou in his wake.

It was several hours later and well into the night when Asami stepped back from mess of bodies in front of him. His sleeves were rolled to the elbows and a bit of blood splattered his otherwise crisp white shirt.

With a smirk, he dropped the hunting knife he had just used to hack off a finger from each man before turning to Kirishima, "Make sure Eto gets a message not to fuck with me again. Send their fingers along with it and dispose of the rest of the bodies. If any of their men are found in or even near our territory again kill them on sight."

Without another word Asami left the basement level with Kirishima following, a sympathetic glance backwards from the latter as he spoke quickly into his phone in Suoh's direction before he followed his boss out.

Suoh sighed as he began the clean-up process, being sure to set aside the fingers to be picked up later once Kirishima had made arrangement. A quick glance upwards revealed the time and a small groan escaped his lips as Suoh resolved himself to another sleepless night.

Akihito jolted awake when he heard the front door open and immediately looked around in a panic, the living room dark the television playing some late night program in the background. Asami appeared within moments and Akihito let out an audible sigh of relief before flopping backwards onto the couch again. His lower back ached from the awkward position in which he had fallen asleep and he shifted awkwardly until he was in a more comfortable position. Asami smirked at him as he removed his coat and Akihito glared back in response, not fully awake and much less in the mood to talk.

What time was it anyways?

As if sensing Akihito's distress, Asami approached the couch and lifted the boy's upper half, sitting before resting Akihito's head in his lap and smirking down at the still half asleep boy, "Enjoy your evening?"

"Shut up, what time is it even?" Akihito threw an arm over his eyes as Asami stroked his hair thoughtfully, "What kind of person works at this time of night?"

"Why didn't you go to bed, Akihito?" Asami asked as if it was the simplest thing in the world, his voice smooth like velvet which annoyed Akihito as much as it aroused him.

"What bed? Yours? You're crazy." Akihito snorted, "As if I'd sleep in the same bed as you."

"I don't recall being in the bed." Akihito could practically hear the smirk and fought the urge to scream.

"Yeah but you'd get in it whenever you returned home. That was a one-time thing when I slept in bed with you." Akihito lifted his arm to glare a bit before lowering it once more, "I was in a bad place and didn't know what I was doing."

Asami chuckled slightly but didn't reply, instead he slid his hand over Akihito's chest and down over his hip, resting it there for a few moments before finally speaking up, "Did you know what you were doing the night you went to my office with me?"

Akihito jumped up indignantly, fully awake now a he stared heatedly at the older man, his face bright red, "I-I was practically dragged! You cornered me and…" Akihito trailed off as he knew there really was no defense. Sure, Asami had approached him, but he didn't say no. In fact he was rather enjoying himself until he blacked out.

Flustered, Akihito attempted to scramble out of the older man's reach but was quickly yanked backwards and placed in Asami's lap.

Akihito shivered as he felt Asami's warm breath on the back of his neck trail as he pressed his lips against his ears, murmuring, "Perhaps another attempt is in order, no?"

Akihito let out an involuntary moan at the low sound of Asami's baritone so close to his ear, the older man's large hands splaying over his chest and stomach, lean fingers brushing against nipples through his thin t-shirt.

Asami nibbled gently on Akihito's earlobe and brushed his fingers up and over Akihito's collar bone before sliding them under the blonde's t-shirt, running them over Akihito's slightly hardened nipples before gripping one between two fingers and rolling it gently before giving a small tug, eliciting another small moan from the now complicit blonde.

Akihito was beginning to feel light headed, his mind clouding as Asami's hands roamed his body and it took all his willpower to stay straight when Asami stood him up before standing himself and picking the blonde up by his waist and throwing them over his shoulder.

Snapped out of his haze, Akihito's fire returned and he began pounding halfheartedly on Asami's back, "Hey, put me down! What the fuck, I'm not a rag doll damn it! Hey, listen to me!"

Asami ignored the blonde's protests and instead entered his bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him and tossing the blonde on his large bed with a soft thump.

Akihito glared up at the older man and attempted to sit up on his elbows but was pushed down with a large hand on his chest as Asami leaned down and kissed him harshly, closing his mouth over the blonde's and immediately exploring it with him tongue.

The blonde continued to try and protest but gradually leaned upwards into the kiss, closing his eyes and moaning in the back of his throat as he fought Asami's tongue for dominance. The older man was much more experienced and Akihito was no match for him and he was soon panting for breath while Asami simply smirked down at him.

"Bastard, you can't go around taking advantage of people like that you know." Akihito huffed out, glaring but didn't attempt to move from his current position pinned under the older man.

Asami let out a small laugh before pressed his lips against the corner of Akihito's mouth, "It's hardly taking advantage when you respond so eagerly. If you weren't interested in where this was going you would have tried much harder to escape by now."

Akihito looked away, blushing creeping up his neck as Asami teased him. It wasn't his fault, he just wasn't really experienced with this and Asami seemed to be an expert. The older man would laugh at him though if he admitted that out loud and Akihito resolved to keep up his indifferent attitude instead.

As if sensing his discomfort, Asami leaned forward to trail a line of kisses up the side of Akihito's throat and along his jawline to his ear before murmuring, "What's the matter Akihito? Are you nervous because you're a virgin?"

Asami was already smirking as he moved back to see the shocked look on Akihito's face who was redder than Asami thought possible. The blonde began sputtering denial before he mumbled out, "Is it that obvious?"

Obviously feeling slightly ashamed and embarrassed in Asami's presence, Akihito looked down before he felt fingers grab his chin and tilt it up. Asami's eyes didn't hold the mocking smirk Akihito expected and instead comforted him, "It's nothing to be ashamed of Akihito. Let me make this enjoyable for you."

With that Asami sealed Akihito's lips with a searing kiss as he grabbed fistfuls of the boy's shirt and briefly broke the kiss long enough to lift it over his head before moving downwards to kiss along the blonde's collarbone to his chest, stopping briefly to swirl his tongue around a nipple, brushing the other with the rough pad of his thumb and looking up to see Akihito staring down at him with lustful eyes, a hint of fear but trust in them as well that tugged at something inside Asami before continued downwards.

Slipping his fingers over the waistband of Akihito's briefs, Asami smirked at the blond before tugging them down over long – impossibly long – toned legs and tossing them before gripping Akihito's already dripping cock in his hand stroking it several times to full length.

Akihito let out a loud moan when Asami's fingers contacted with the sensitive flesh and closed his eyes, breathing heavily with his lips parted as Asami stroked him slowly and confidently, occasionally brushing the pad of his thumb over the sensitive head. After what felt like hours to Akihito but was merely minutes Asami dipped his head down to wrap his lips around the head, sucking it slowly while watching Akihito's face twitch, the blonde gripping the sheets with one hand and hesitantly grabbing a fistful of Asami's hair with the other.

Asami's mouth felt like intense fire to Akihito and let out strangled cries of pleasure mixed with moans as he let these new sensations wash over him, pleasure radiating from his every pore as he focused completely on Asami. At this rate he wouldn't last long, Asami's masterful mouth was already edging him towards orgasm and he wasn't sure if he could stop himself.

Asami watched him intently as he continued to work Akihito's cock with his hand slowly while he swirled his tongue around the already dripping head, golden eyes smoldering as bright blue watched him anxiously, clouded with lust.

When he felt Akihito was finally comfortable Asami began taking more into his mouth, moving back but then taking a bit more in each time before Akihito's cock was fully seated in his throat and the boy was moaning freely now, his cock twitching in Asami's throat and hand much more confidently gripping and tugging his hair.

Asami gripped Akihito's hips with both hands and began pulling back before deep throating Akihito once more, the head of his cock brushing the back of Asami's throat and repeating this several times before he felt the blonde's body tense and Akihito let out a strangled cry as he came, Asami swallowing every last drop as he watched Akihito's face in orgasm, completely overcome by lust at the sight as Akihito's body twitched in pleasure.

When Akihito's orgasm finished Asami slowly sat up and pressed his lips against Akihito's jaw, the blonde still breathing heavily as he came down from his high and Asami brushed his hands over Akihito's ribcage and comforting motions as he waited for the blonde to calm down.

Once he seemed to regain control of himself Akihito blushed as he glanced at Asami, overwhelmed by the experience he just had and embarrassed at how he had acted in the heat of the moment.

However instead of disgust or mocking Akihito found comfort once more in Asami's eyes.

"That' wasn't so bad, was it?" Asami murmured, pressing soft kisses along Akihito's throat as he slid a hand up to cup the blonde's face, stroking his cheek with his thumb.

Akihito could only shake his head in response before slowing his eyes once more. Asami pressed a chaste kiss against Akihito's lips before he stood up, Akihito opening his eyes to watch him as Asami began stripping before climbing back into bed and pulling the blonde on top of him, holding him tightly in his arms.

As he became more aware of surrounding Akihito noticed the heavy bulge pressing into his thigh and realized it was only polite he offered to return the favor. He was feeling bold after Asami's encouraging words and sat up on Asami's lap.

The older man looked up at him quizzically and was about to speak before Akihito cut him off with a kiss, immediately attempting to take dominance over Asami's tongue, the older man relenting and letting Akihito explore.

Small hands trembled slightly as they mimicked Asami's movements from earlier, Akihito memorizing the hard lines of Asami's body before pulling back and panting desperately for breath.

Blue eyes locked on gold and Akihito refused to break eye contact and attempted Asami's trademark smirk before murmuring, "Let me try on you now."

Asami felt as if all the air in his body had been knocked out of him as this trembling, nervous Akihito sat across his thighs and experimentally wrapped his hand around Asami's dripping cock.

A loud groan escaped his lips and Asami covered his mouth with the back of his hand as he watched Akihito tug slowly, experimenting and watching his cock twitch intensely as he played with the steadily leaking pre cum rubbing it over the head in fascination.

Asami fought the urge to grab the boy by the back of the skull and force himself all the way to the back of the blonde's throat and instead let the boy experimentally stroke him as he tried to hold back his already building orgasm.

Akihito lifted the fingers covered in Asami's pre cum and hesitantly licked the fluid off of them, blue eyes flicking to gold in search for approval. He was met with pupils blown full with lust, almost no gold visible as Asami watched him intently lick his fingers clean before he shifted downwards and inhaled the musky scent of Asami's cock, familiarizing himself with it before pressing the tip of his tongue against the underside of the base and licking straight up to the tip.

It took all of Asami's will power not to cum then and there and he made a strangled choking noise and Akihito licked and kissed along the length of his cock before his full lips finally wrapped around the head and began sucking greedily.

Asami's hand automatically went to Akihito's hair and gripped it tightly, pushing the boy down slightly and encouraging him to take more of his cock as Akihito adjusted to the size and weight in his throat.

After several attempts Akihito looked up with bright clear eyes at Asami, his nose buried firmly in the fine hairs at the base of Asami's cock and Asami pulled his head back slightly before pushing it down again, guiding Akihito who quickly picked up a rhythm as he sucked Asami with enthusiasm.

It wasn't long before Asami tugged at the hairs at the base of Akihito's neck, attempting to warn him off as he felt himself close to orgasm. Instead it only sped the blonde up, who was determined to see Asami through the end.

Within moments Asami let out a strangled cry and pushed the blonde's head down forcefully to the base of his cock as he came, holding him there as he rode out his orgasm unaware until he felt hands hitting his thighs in an attempt to gain his attention.

Asami let go and Akihito sat up, breathing heavily and cum dribbled from the corner of his mouth and across hi bottom lip which was swollen. A small line of spit still connected from his mouth to the head of Asami's cock and Asami was sure he'd died and gone to heaven at the sight before him.

Sitting up, Asami grabbed Akihito's chin and licked the cum off his lip slowly before kissing him deeply, the blonde moaning into his mouth as desperately tried to engrave the taste of Akihito in his mind.

After a few moments Akihito was out of breath once more and Asami pulled back, pressing his forehead against the blonde's as they both tried to calm their erratic heartbeats.

Once his breathing evened out Akihito finally spoke, "How was that?"

Asami broke out into a grin and pressed a swift kiss to Akihito's lips before murmuring against them, "Absolutely amazing. You're a natural."

It was Akihito's turn to grin and Asami picked the boy up and sat him to the side before getting up and heading into the bathroom for a brief moment before returning with a wet cloth.

After quickly wiping them both down Asami grabbed the blonde around the waist and pulled him against him in bed, reveling in the warmth of the smaller body. He waited until he felt Akihito's breath even out before closing his own eyes and drifting off to sleep.

When he awoke he wasn't sure where he was. There was a large wall of tan muscle practically smothering him and the previous night's events came in like a flash.

Who knew the kid had it in him?

Anger suddenly bubbled up at the thought that he had been beaten to his goal. The little fuck would pay.

For now he supposed he'd take advantage of this opportunity and spend some quality time with the object of his affections.

After all, Asami wouldn't know any different. No one ever did.

Asami woke with a start and immediately sat up when he realized there was no longer a lithe body pressed against his in bed. Taking a few moments to collect himself, the previous night came to Asami and he smirked as he smelled food.

Within moments he was up and dressed in casual clothing before heading into the kitchen to see Akihito standing at the stove in nothing but his underwear and an apron cooking breakfast.

The blonde smiled at him and Asami took it as an invitation to stand behind him and wrap his arms around his waist, kissing the back of his neck. Instead he earned a slight smack on the hand with a spatula and Akihito chastised him, "Not while I'm cooking. Go sit down, it's almost done." He gestured towards the already set table and Asami obeyed, sitting at the far end of the table as he watched Akihito begin plating the breakfast.

"Here. I only make eggs fried so you better eat them." Akihito admonished before taking off his apron and sitting at the seat adjacent to Asami, "Itadakimasu!"

Akihito began hungrily wolfing down his food while Asami sipped his coffee and took a few small bites and watching the blonde out of the corner of his eye, blissfully unaware of who he was sitting across from.

A.N. Hope you enjoyed! Next time we'll see another session with Feilong! Also you haven't seen the last of Sudou!