Sorry. I have not been feeling a burst of inspiration lately.

The task given to Takaba Akihito was top secret; even some of the highest ranking officers in the British army did not know his purpose. Being Japanese yet having loyalty to the British Empire was a huge advantage for the young 23 year old and he used that to his advantage. He loved the thrill of dangerous situations but he always knew the task at hand: destroy the Japanese. He may have Japanese blood in him but once he saw his parents being slaughtered by his own people, he could only hold distaste for him. And when the British Army saw his transcript, they gave him an ultimatum. Return to the streets and possibly treated like dirt or have a suicide mission. Being as cheeky and vengeful as Akihito was, he chose the suicide mission.

His mission: infiltrate the Japanese forces and relay information to HQ until he is caught.

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The highest official arranged his mission and how he would be able to communicate with the home country. He would be given a very small microphone to hide under his jacket in a pocket that was disguised as a pen and would be activated if he clicked it. The pen actually had ink and would write as it captured the conversations that he would be in. He was also given a briefcase that was actually a transmitter and he could send encrypted messages on it. For four months, he was trained how to escape any dangerous situations, how to shoot a gun and the basic maneuvers of artillery, how to lie very well and the controls of his gear. Luckily for him, he was already fluent in Japanese or else training would have taken too long.

On January 4th, 1942, Takaba Akihito, codename: Panther, was deployed to Japan. He travelled in a crate that was disguised as cloth and had enough provisions for the boat ride. After getting off the boat, he would get to a safe house to recover. And after that, he was in no man's land.

Takaba Akihito was finally deemed well enough for his mission so he thanked the people of the safe house and left to join. He also had to leave the briefcase at the said safe house but he would be able to go in and out to give messages for them to send back home. Finally, his feet brought him to the draft building and he was soon to be a Japanese soldier.

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Four months into his espionage task, Akihito used his knowledge of the British army to climb up the ladder to a 2nd Lieutenant. He felt bad for slightly betraying the Crown but he had to if he wanted to reach any sort of plans that the Japanese had. He was able to gain the trust of his fellow officers and he soon gathered plenty of information on their tactics and soon the British began to defeat armies of the Japanese but it was not unnoticed. A couple more months into his task, Akihito had been able to obtain enough information for him to have avenged his parents' deaths and able to accept his own as he felt they were gaining on him.

One night, he decided that it had to be tonight or else in the morning, they would arrest him and he would be killed in the nastiest ways possible. Sure he was prepared for his death; after all this mission was suicidal but he still did not want to die. No one wanted to die. Akihito opened his window that was on the 3rd floor and began to shimmy down the vines and turned around only to feel a pistol on his forehead.

"So I was right. We do have a little spy." A sultry, baritone voice caused a shiver to run down Akihito's spine. The smell of German tobacco filled his nostrils and he knew for certain who had just captured him: Asami Ryuichi. Asami Ryuichi was one of the few Marshal Generals but the youngest at the age of 35. He was cunning, sly and resourceful with enough intelligence for 5 Generals back in Britain. Akihito always felt this man's stare whenever he walked anywhere and it seemed like the man could see right through him. And he did.

"What are you talking about, Marshal General?" Even he knew that his voice was shaking.

"Oh, I am talking about how the British defeated us 3 months ago. I'm also talking about how the Americans defeated us 2 months ago. Oh and also how the British defeated us a month ago. Do you know why?" The pistol was removed from his forehead but instead was pressed to his side. Silence was the best defiance in Akihito's book. "Oh you know why and that's because you gave them information, little spy."

"I'm not a spy. I am a loyal soldier for our Emperor!" Akihito protested and Asami just smirked at the boy's fire.

"Oh really? Then what is the anthem?" Hazel eyes widened as his mind went blank. He knew this and yet no sound could come out of his mouth and that was when he knew he was caught. "I'm going to deal with your punishment, personally."

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Asami draped a blindfold over those beautiful hazel eyes that he had been watching for months but he also noticed how sometimes they would anxiously flicker around any room he was in. He bound those pretty hands together that he took note how they palmed his jacket pocket frequently. He threw the body over his muscular shoulder and was pleased how toned the boy felt underneath his uniform. Oh what a delight it would be to take him out of it. The boy had ceased struggling by this point as he tossed Akihito into his car and they drove off. After what he will do, neither could go back.

About an hour passed and the whole ride was completely silent. A million scenarios passed through Akihito's mind and each one of them more gruesome than the last. Was he going to be stripped of all body parts while still alive and then given to wolves? Was he going to have a rock tied to his feet and then thrown into the ocean with sharks that will eat him alive? Will he be shot everywhere but his heart and die of blood loss? With each thought, he squirmed more into his seat, causing the driver to growl at him. Akihito could tell that there wasn't only Asami in the car but two others, probably the subordinates that he always say him with.

Finally, the car came to a stop and Akihito was shoved out of it and he stumbled along with whoever was pulling him.

"Make sure all the preparations are ready." Instantly, the hair on Akihito's neck stood up in fear. What preparations? The weapons that will be used to torture him slowly and then kill him? He put up a bit of a fight before someone just slung him over their shoulder and kept walking. Judging by the echoes, they were now inside a building and going up a flight of stairs. Oh God, he was going to be dropped from the roof or something.

After some time, he was thrown onto something…it was soft and felt like it had sheets on it. Was it a bed? What kind of torture would it be that it would take place in a bed? Finally, the blindfold was taken off of him and luckily for Akihito's dilated eyes, it was relatively dark with only a candle dimly lighting the room. He looked everywhere and found his kidnapper standing by a desk.

"Looking at your paper, you seem to be very thorough or whoever sent you was. It's pretty believable." The man said as he removed his cap. "You're lucky it was I who caught onto you."

"And why is that?" Akihito hissed.

"Because I'll protect you." Asami simply told him as he moved to sit on the bed. The British tried to escape his captor but found himself locked onto the bedframe by a pair of handcuffs. "Tsk, trying to escape your savior? That's not very wise. Then again, it wasn't very wise of you to be here in the first place." The Japanese scolded him and Akihito just gave up and decided to glare at the man.

"What the hell do you mean by protecting me? You aren't a savior; you're a killer!" Asami just rose a brow.

"As are you." Hazel eyes widened considerably at that. "You relayed information to the British about our plans therefore killing many soldiers and a numerous amount of civilians. You have the blood of many on your hands as do I." Once that sunk in, Akihito's shoulders slumped in the horror of the reality. "You did not even think of that? My, what did they tell you?"

"I don't have to tell anyone that, let alone you!" Akihito spat back and Asami was quite pleased that the fire in the boy was still there.

"Well, you'll break sooner or later." Asami said curtly and got up to grab something. The hair on Akihito's back stood up at the sight of it: a paddle. Akihito squirmed away from the man but even he knew it was pointless and it only made the Marshal General laugh which it did. With swift hands, Asami flipped the boy onto his hands and knees and blindfolded him once more. Using his other senses, Akihito searched for any indication of what was to come and gasped loudly at the pain on his backside. He didn't use the paddle which the spy was grateful for but it was that large, calloused hand instead.

Slaps and hits from the paddle echoed through the room and Akihito's cries grew louder and louder as the hits became harder and harder. What was worse to Akihito was that slowly, he was getting aroused. Sure he had noticed that the older man was very handsome in a sensual way. One time, he went with a group of officers to the onsen and the higher ups joined them and he caught a glimpse of what was between those legs. And it was enormous. From then on, he never thought of the Marshal General the same way but that didn't end his distaste for the older man.

"What do we have here?" That deep voice filled the silent room and hands pulled off the trousers and underwear. That gorgeous, full ass was now bright red with actual hand marks but it was the boy's member that interested Asami. It was fully hardened and had soaked the underwear that strained it. "What a slut…you got off of me hitting you?" Asami teased and Akihito bit his lip as the man let his fingers move about the boy's ass. "So many secrets…"

At this point, Asami was now convinced of the boy's sexuality and decided to use his confusion to his favor. After letting a wet cloth, clean off the sweat and whatever else was on the boy's ass, he parted the cheeks and breathed his hot breath on the virgin rosebud. A hitched breath came from Akihito at this new sensation and his hips unconsciously bucked backwards for more. A relatively soft slap to the right cheek made him realize what he had just done. He was embarrassed to his very core that he was actually enjoying what this man was doing to him. Yeah, Akihito had some girlfriends back home but they never went past kissing which even then seemed like a chore to him. But this? This was mind-blowing, invigorating, euphoric, and making him feel ecstasy.

Asami watched the boy react when his tongue flicked the untouched opening and his own desire was quickly overflowing. Wasting no time, he grabbed lube from the drawers and slicked his fingers and Akihito's ass. On his knees, he covered the spy's body with his own as his hands rested on the base of the other's body. His long, talented fingers rubbed the entrance while his teeth found the milky neck that had entranced him ever since that day at the onsen. Asami's middle finger finally plundered into the warm cavern of his desire and Akihito let out a sound that was a cross between a yelp and a moan while Asami groaned in his throat causing vibrations. Slowly, he began to work the boy's ass until the next finger and then the next and until the finally got four into that supple ass causing the boy to cum several times in the process. Straighten back up, leaving Akihito's back suddenly cold, he observed his work and the seams on his pants were about to burst. It was like a work of art the way his fingers looked as they explored Akihito's ass which was still so tight even though they have been doing this for almost half an hour.

With his other hand, Asami unbuckled and released his thick 10 inch cock from its confines and lubed it with the same lube in the boy's ass. He gave Akihito a couple more thrust which brought him to his 3rd orgasm and nearly passing out before removing his fingers with a nasty popping sound. Before sheathing his cock into the boy's ass, Asami lowered his head to look at the now gaping hole with lust. His tongue easily slid in and Akihito was just getting a taste of what was to come and he groaned at the anticipation. Too quickly for Akihito, Asami withdrew his tongue and instead aligned his member to the entrance. Barely registering what that thing was probing his ass, Akihito felt white hot pain as it bore its way into him and a strangled cry ripped through his throat. Asami was almost sweating as he fought into the boy but was rewarded by the pleasure that came from the person below him.

It was tight, warm and smooth inside Akihito and he wanted nothing more than to pound into him but he hated it when it began to bleed because of his impatience. It was messy to deal with and not to mention, unsanitary. He waited in agony for Akihito to adjust to the large cock and once the tightness ceased just a little bit, Asami could no longer hold off. He was very in shape, very muscular, and had an abundance of stamina so once he started, he could not stop even at the cries of Akihito.

"OH GOD! NOT SO HARD! ASAMI! AHHHHH! STOP! SLOW DOWN! PLEASE!" Akihito sobbed as he could only hang onto the bedframe but Asami kept thrusting at breakneck pace. Realizing that he was not going to get through to the Marshal General, Akihito just went with him and slowly, the pain lessened and the pleasure intensified. Soon, Akihito was feeling how large the man was and marveling how it fit inside and that turned him on. He began to understand the appeal of anal sex and his hips began to meet the others which spurred on Asami.

Taking off the cuffs allowed Asami to pull the spy to his chest and grasp both of those slim thighs and bring them up so he could thrust in even deeper. At this new sensation, Akihito was practically screaming. He was both incredibly aroused and humiliated. He was feeling so much pleasure from the enemy, someone that followed the same people who killed his parents. And he was about to cum from being fucked in the ass as well! At this, Akihito began to sob as he came and Asami thrust a few more times before releasing copious amounts of cum into the no longer virgin ass. Asami could no longer find pleasure in brothels and prostitutes so it really built up.

Pants now filled the room and Asami slid the blindfold off of those gorgeous eyes and saw them to be closed with tears still flowing down. By the way he was breathing, Akihito had passed out so he slid himself out of the boy's body and watched the rivets of semen flow out with amusement. He would tell Akihito when he awoke. He would tell him why he did this. He would tell him what would happen next. Until then, Asami joined him in slumber.

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The next morning, Akihito was still deep in sleep so Asami carried him into the car and they hurriedly made their way to the port and onto a boat that would sail to Canada. Kirishima and Suoh took a ship that sailed a day later. You see, Asami cared not for the Empire and this war was becoming pointless as he already envisioned how it would end. From what he gathered, Akihito accepted a suicide mission so Britain probably proclaimed him dead already so he could not return since there would be suspicion of him being a double agent. Therefore, Asami sought this chance to escape to a new country where they could live in seclusion and just maybe, end up being happy. But what did he know about happiness?

On September 31st of 1943, Asami Ryuichi and Takaba Akihito were proclaimed traitors of the Emperor. If found, kill on sight.

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Years have passed since the war ended and Akihito was now 36 years old while Asami was 48. The two found refuge in a small town in Canada and if it were not for Asami's perfect English, the two would have been killed. They told the villagers that they were escaping the United States who were imprisoning Japanese citizens and they accepted them wholeheartedly. After living with him for 10 years, Akihito grew to trust him and eventually fell in love with his former enemy and Asami would express his own love in little ways that would leave his lover flushed. Despite nearing 50, Asami was no less passionate in their love and Akihito reciprocated with the same intensity.

And Asami finally knew. He knew what happiness was.

With this chapter, I will probably be on a very long hiatus as the next school term is approaching and I am very busy in the fall therefore will have no time to update. Maybe I will when I have the chance or desire to but until then, this is what I will leave you with. Thank for being with me for this long.