Word Count: 909

Disclaimer: VF characters belong to Yamane-sensei.

Summary: Morning calls are annoying. Aki flipped out at someone and now someone else is going to pay for it.

A/N: You guys asked for it. I couldn't resist. Here be part 2. But that's it though XD. Past tense this time. I also threw in another movie reference.

** Warning: Still no plot. Written off the top of my head again.

Oneshot: Another Morning Call Part 2 (Suoh's Dilemma)

Akihito sat on the toilet staring at Asami's ringing phone he accidentally took with him into the bathroom, flabbergasted by the nerve of the caller. He had just bashed the unknown caller just 15 minutes ago for interrupting his beauty sleep at 4 am in the morning. If he wasn't taking a crap at the moment, he'd bust out of the bathroom to throw the phone at Asami.

He connected the call, "Alright, you asked for it. Don't say I didn't warn you, asshole!"

Hanging up immediately and checked the caller's name. 'Suoh. Wtf?'

Suoh jolted awake at the incessant noise of his cell phone. He quickly grabbed the object thinking it was a call from his boss and checked the time. '4:22 am'

"Hello?"

"Hey there sexy," a deep and raspy voice replied. 'Wtf?'

"Who is this?" Suoh asked, still groggy from sleep. It must have been a wrong number.

"Oh my, are we going straight for first names now? You are an impatient one."

Now fully sitting up, he checked the number to make sure the person wasn't someone he knew. Nope.

"Listen, I think you got the wrong number."

"Oh baby, you do love to tease. I like that in a man."

Suoh held a tighter grip on his phone, feeling impatient. He disconnected the call and threw the phone back on the night stand. "Damn trolls," he muttered before lying back down.

And within seconds, the phone moved to life again, vibrating angrily in place. He ignored it, but that was a mistake because it didn't impede the caller's persistence. Not at all.

He grabbed the phone again. "Oi, cut it out. I already told you that you got the wrong number," he growled.

"Ah, you're my toughest opponent yet. This is a whole other high level of hard to get. I'm going to enjoy hearing you beg under leather restraints," the deep voice drawled.

But that was enough for Suoh as the levee of his self-control broke in response to the images of being tied up in some pervert's bondage cave.

"I don't know who you are. I don't know what you want. If you are looking for a sex toy, I can tell you I don't have such inclinations. But what I do have are a very particular set of skills, skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. I will look for you, I will find you, and I will kill you."

A long pause.

"You are Suoh Kazumi-kun right?"

Suoh stopped breathing. How did the fucker know his full name? He took a moment to compose himself before speaking again. "How did you know my name?" As he listened to the caller's response, his eyes widened in surprise and then shock.

He hung up immediately and made the short trek to the laptop on his desk. He turned it on, hastily typed in a website's name, and searched for his name. The first thing that popped up was a candid picture of him in sunglasses, suit, and tie standing in front of Club Sion. He scrolled to the descriptions. The caller wasn't lying.

Suoh Kazumi

03-7968-XXXX

Head of Security at Club Sion

Single

Looking for older men, preferably 30 and up.

Like surprise dirty talk at 4 am in the morning. Call me any time. *wink*

Like to play hard to get. I'm tsundere.

Not picky at all. Looking forward to it.

S&M, bondage, rough play, Cosplay, toys, you name it and I'm up for it (literally).

The bodyguard sagged heavily in his chair, eyes still glued to the computer screen. For the first time in his life, he was at a loss for words.

* Later that day*

"Oi you little punk! I'm going to kill you!" Suoh yelled to Akihito who was standing at the other end of an aisle. He somehow managed to chase the photographer all the way to the supermarket. Punishment be damned. He wanted to choke the little brat for defaming his name.

Akihito stuck out his tongue in response to the threat and slipped into another aisle. Suoh followed in pursuit, but the little rascal was already gone. "God fucking dammit." He'd forgotten how difficult it was to catch Akihito. As he stood there in the middle of the aisle, a pair of mother and daughter pushed their cart past him.

"Mama, what's wrong with him?"

"Shhhh, don't pay attention to him. He' probably just lonely."

Suoh mentally groaned.

Akihito coolly strolled out of the store in a semi-victory march, humming to the song "U can't touch this" he'd heard on the radio that played mostly American music. But his little triumph was short lived as his own cell phone buzzed in his pants' pocket. He dug for the object and checked the caller's name. 'Shit'

"What?"

"It's time you reign in on your fun and stop torturing my head of security, Akihito."

"What? It's not like you weren't in on the joke. Hell, I'm surprised he didn't recognize your voice."

Asami chuckled. "Get in the car. You lost the bet, brat."

And with that, Akihito sighed and trudged over to the parked limo across the street. He suddenly wondered if it was all worth it now that he had to spend at least a week in Asami's secret room, but then again, it wasn't like he wouldn't enjoy it.

THE END

A/N:

- So did anyone pick up the movie, song, and anime meme references? XD

- I won't write anymore for this. Going to stop torturing Suoh. Don't want to get shot by his fans either.

- Writing crack is fun. lol. Thanks for leaving kudos! I had fun reading your reactions/comments. :D