Feilong helped Ryuichi into a pair of blue translucent pants that gathered at his ankles. A darker blue skirt sat on top of the pants, covering his butt and genitals that had shown through the pants. His torso was left bare but for a silver chain at his hips. On his feet, Feilong placed silver toe rings on his middle toes. Attached to the toe rings were delicate chains that laid loosely along the top of his feet and attached to silver anklets. Matching bracelets decorated his writs and hands. His hair, which Feilong had cut earlier, now lay loosely on his head. No longer falling to the middle of his back, it was short and felt so much lighter than it had before. It also shined in a way he had never seen before.

Finished with his task of dressing Ryuichi, Feilong stepped back and admired his handiwork. "You look good. If Akihito was anything but what he was, he would be swimming in drool."

He opened the door and led the way down the hallway to another hallway. "This is the hallway that holds Akihito's room when he spends time with us. Remember, the harem is your home. You are never to leave it and you never enter Akihito's home."

Ryuichi frowned, confused. "But Master showed me my home before we came here. He said "welcome to your new home" then took me on a tour of the apartment."

Feilong stopped in his tracks and spun around to face Ryuichi. "You've been in his home?"

"Yes. He put my collar on there. In his bedroom." Ryuichi's frown deepened. "Is something wrong?"

"No, but don't tel anyone about that. No one in the harem has ever been in there and never, never has Akihito ever " welcomed" some home. Especially not in his own home."

"Not even you, Feilong?"

Feilong sighed. "Back before I became apart of the harem, I used to go there often. Akihito and I are very good friends. But when I became apart of the harem, I could no longer go there. For my safety."

"The others would hurt you if they found out!"

"No. Its not because of them I can't go there." Feilong said no more as he led Ryuichi the rest of the way to Akihito's rooms in the harem. Before opening the door, he turned to look back at Ryuichi.

"Ryuichi, never tell anyone what you just told me. Especially Sudou. Sudou thinks very highly of himself and believes that he will one day be Akihito's mate and are his young. He has of course, never been inside Akihito's home. If he were to learn that you had been, there is no telling what he would do."

Feilong opened the door and led the way into the room. Ryuichi thought about all Feilong had told him. He settled onto the bed and watched as Feilong settled and lit candles all around the room.

"Feilong, does Master plan to make Sudou his?" Ryuichi didn't know why, but the thought of Sudou and his Master becoming mates bothered him deeply.

"No. Akihito can't stand him."

"Then why does he keep him here?"

Feilong smirked, sending chills down Ryuichi's spine. "Don't you worry about Sudou."

~SEX~

Ryuichi was nervous as he waited for his new Master. He didn't know how long he waited there in that room. He sat on the bed for awhile but then his nerves soon got the best of him and he found himself pacing back and forth. In the hopes of calming himself, Ryuichi investigated the room. Or at least he tried to. The dresser and nightstands, even the closet was locked. Sighing, Ryuichi returned to the bed. Bored, he laid down and he knew it, he was asleep.

~SEX~

Akihito sighed as he put his briefcase down on the entrance table. It had not been a good night. One of his clubs was losing money to a manager who didn't know enough not to embezzle money from Takaba Akihito. The manager had taken so much money that, the club was on the verge of shutting down. Not that he really cared about that. He had never liked the club anyways.

What really made his night hell, was the shipment of guns that had gone missing. Straight from one of his very own warehouses. Investigating that crises had caused him to be out long past dawn. After hours of searching, they had yet to uncover the shipments whereabouts They did, however uncover that there multiple moles in his organization.

How many, they didn't yet know. Who? They didn't know that either. But Akihito did have a suspicion as to who it could have been. There was one bastard out there who was bold enough to tangle with him. Mikhail Arbatov.

Tossing aside his coat, Akihito headed towards the back of his penthouse apartment and his bedroom complete with private bath. As the hot waster sprayed down on him, washing away the day's grime, Akihito found himself wondering about his new Omega. He had read the report sent yo him by Sudou. Asami Ryuichi was twenty three years old and was born August 4th. The day they had met had been the older man's birthday. It tickled what little was left of Akihito's sense of humor for him more or less give Ryuichi a birthday gift of "saving". What had really peaked his interest was that Ryuichi was still a virgin. Akihito liked that.

Not a single one of his harem "girls" had been a virgin when he acquired them. He'd never met anyone who was still a virgin past the age of fifteen. He had lost his virginity at the age of twelve. Even his first lover had been quite experienced. Though he did have to admit that Feilong had never taken it up the ass before that night so many years ago. The poor Alpha, who had been nineteen at the time, had never expected for little twelve year old Akihito to knock him down on his ass. Then flip him over and have his way with him.

While most Alphas would have been bitter and felt degraded, Feilong had taken it in stride. The two had bonded and become fast friends. Occasionally fucking each other. Feilong always on the bottom, of course. Much to Akihito's amusement, the other Alpha liked having his ass reamed.

"Fucking masochist." Akihito chuckled to himself.

Akihito shut off the water. Wrapping a towel around his waist, he pressed a concealed button next to the shower. A section of wall slid upwards and Akihito stepped into the bathroom of his private rooms inside the harem. Dressing in a black silk robe, Akihito exited out into his room. He pulled up short at the sight of Ryuichi asleep on his bed.

Akihito chuckled as he took in what the bigger man was wearing. A harem belly dancer costume. Feilong must have been the one tho dress him. Leave it to the Chinese mafia heir to know how to cheer him up. Akihito approached the bed and gently caressed Ryuichi's cheek. The gentleness of the touch surprised Akihito. When was the last time he had ever been gentle?

Stepping back, he was about to wake the Omega when he noticed the heavy bruising and bags beneath Ryuichi's eyes. Just how long had he been on the streets? Deciding to let the Omega have his first restful and safe sleep in, who knows how long, Akihito slid his robe to the floor. He slid on a pair of shorts and climbed up on the bed next to Ryuichi. Pulling the warm blankets up over them, Akihito pulled Ryuichi close and let sleep take him as well.

Thought this would end differently, didn't ya? *evil grin*