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WARNING: There's a bit of graphic violence and torture in this chapter. Read with your own discretion!

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Chapter 17

"Suoh, we only have fifteen minutes! Are we going to make it?" The crimelord growled, impatiently tapping his foot against the floor board of the limo. Asami would be damned if he was made a liar to his lover.

"Calm down Ryu, I'll explain to Akihito if we're late." Mayuri pipped up, grinning at the crimelord cheerily. It was unnerving.

Asami glared at his friend. "What exactly are you going to say to him, hmm? Sorry we're late but the time just slipped by while you were busy interrogating, torturing, and disemboweling my now very dead guard?!"

"Of course I wouldn't tell him that!" Mayuri giggled. The four men were still shocked and disturbed by the little designer's actions. "Don't stare at me like that! He wasn't talking so I had to up my game!"

"Game?! Is that what you call a game? Not even Fei would do half of what you did." Asami countered and the Chinese man across from him nodded in clarification. What had went down earlier was just….horrific.

"You know what I mean, Ryu! And don't act like you guys are all innocent! You all tortured him too!" Mayuri pouted, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Yes, but you…totally lost it back there. As soon as he said Jun's name you went medieval on him! I mean, we all know you're a loose cannon but…I've never seen that side of you. Not to that degree at least."

Kirishima sighed, leaning forward and set a hand on Mayuri's knee. "You scared us. All of us. Are you okay?"

Mayuri turned towards the window, his bloodied and bruised hands balling into fists. "I just want it to end. I just want him in hell where he belongs."

"I've already got my people tracking him down. We'll find him, and we'll make him pay for what he's done. But…until then you need to get yourself together."

"…Right." A one worded answer. Asami knew exactly what that meant. Mayuri had shut down, and there was no reasoning with him when he was like this. The crimelord glanced to the review mirror, catching Suoh's eyes. His guard just nodded in silent agreement. He would take care of it.

Akihito grinned when he heard the limo screech to a halt at six o'clock on the dot. Only Asami can be so perfect with timing. The photographer opened the front door, walking out onto the porch to greet them. It had started to get dark out, but even so he could see four of the five men looked disturbed, and Mayuri just looked…off. His usual smile looked forced, and Aki could have sworn he left the house in different clothing.

"Asami…is something wrong?"

"No Kitten, everything's fine. Don't worry." Asami assured as the group walked past him and into the house. Akihito knew that was all the information he was going to get for now, so he dropped the subject.

"Why don't you all go get cleaned up? Dinner is taking just a little longer than expected." Actually, he had just started later than expected. He had taken a bath beforehand to try and calm his nerves that had been shot from all the excitement earlier. After a long bubble bath he felt much better, but he hated that they would be having a late dinner. Akihito liked keeping Kiyomi on a bit of a schedule, especially since she would be starting at the private school soon.

"Kitten, where is our Kiyomi?"

Akihito blinked, pointing to the kitchen. "She's in the kitchen with Haruka, Rin, and Yoh. Why?"

"I was need to talk to you about something…can we go upstairs?" The photographer frowned, nodding as he followed the man up into their room.

"Akihito, the guard that just tried to kidnap you was hired by Mayuri's older brother, Jun. Ever since he was removed as the head of the family he has been coming after me."

"Um…why is he coming after you? Did you have something to do with it?"

Asami sighed, frowning as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "I did, but not how you're thinking. Look, just trust me. It's a lot to explain and a lot you don't need to know. But Kirishima is going to be giving you a folder with all you need to know about him. If you ever see him, you need to tell Rin or one of us immediately. Whoever you are with."

The photographer wanted to know what all was going on; he wanted to know everything. But if Asami didn't want to go all into it, then he figured the crimelord at least had a reason, so he wasn't going to push…not right now at least. "Do I need to be worried that he'll go after our daughter?" He couldn't lose her…they might have only been her parents for a short time so far, but Akihito already was so attached.

"Don't worry, she's going to be kept safe. I have my best people looking for him and he wouldn't try anything so soon after this failed attempt." This didn't help ease his worry at all. "Akihito, please trust me. I will not let anything happen to our family. I know today scared you, but we will fix the security issues and make sure that it never happens again."

Akihito had his arms around himself, trying to calm himself before he started really freaking out. He could already feel his anxiety rising just thinking about what bad things could be in their future because of some asshat. He glanced up at his lover who was looking at him desperately, wanting Aki to just be okay. He let out a long sigh, nodding.

"I trust you."

Right after dinner and all their guests left, the crimelord took his time to relax in the shower. Asami tilted his head back to let the steamy water wash the smell of the warehouse off. He let his mind wander back to what the guard said, constantly spouting that it wasn't his fault. They had watched the video from the mansion, he had heard the insults, the threats of rape against his lover. His anger had almost gotten the best of him until Mayuri lost all self-control and gutted the man before they could stop him. The man had still been alive…and the designer had made sure he stayed alive for a while. Asami frowned, almost shivering at the memory.

"It was Jun, Miketsukami Jun! He paid me to do it, I had to! He threatened to kill me if I didn't! Please don't kill me, I wasn't going to hurt him!" The man screamed, bleeding from cuts, bruises already forming from where they had taken turns throwing punches. He was hanging from a hook in the warehouse, stretched to an uncomfortable degree.

Asami felt his anger rise at this man's lies, his hands balling into fists. He was angry enough to put a bullet through his brain. His hand lowered to his gun, but he was cut off by hysterical laughter coming from beside him.

"Oh how absolutely precious! Don't kill you?~ You didn't have a choice?~ Oh you just crack me up!" Mayuri giggled, but the look in his eyes was not one of an amused man. They looked….insane. The small designer walked up to the hanging man, brandishing a knife. "We know these are all lies! We've seen the videos from the mansion! What was it again? "No need for names, my employer is paying me a lot to steal you away, and after I can play with you all I want. Though I'm sure a whore like yourself will just love that, won't you?" Mayuri was overcome with a new wave of laughter after quoting the man, shaking his head. "You're the whore here! Getting paid to rape some innocent, sick kid who just got out of treatments for fucking cancer! You are know what else you are? You're incompetent. You are an incompetent, idiotic, scum of the earth who deserves to die."

It was then they all witnessed the strings snap in Mayuri's head as he sliced open the man's stomach, disemboweling him. All of his intestine slapped against the floor, blood pooling and splattering on the blue haired designer. The man was screaming, Mayuri was laughing as he pressed the knife to the man's neck.

"How disgusting!~ You got me all dirty… Apologize." Whatever words were coming out the man's mouth they couldn't understand, but Asami was certain it was anything but an apology. "APOLOGIZE!" Mayuri's voice boomed, his hands shaking.

"Mayuri! That's enough!" Asami snapped, finally shaking himself out of shock.

"No! Not until he apologizes!"

A gun shot was heard, and more blood splattered around the warehouse. Everyone turned, seeing Feilong holding up a gun, the man looking absolutely horrified. Actually…everyone did.

Suoh was the first one to completely snap out of it, running over and lifting his husband up, carrying him away from the dead guard. Asami turned to him. "Get him changed. I'm not letting Akihito see him like that."

"Yes Sir."

Asami was pulled from his gruesome thoughts by a soft knock on the door. He quickly turned the shower off. "Asami…can I come in?" He heard his lover ask softly.

"Yes Kitten." A small smile played on his face when he realized it was his lover. Only Akihito could bring a smile to his face, making him forget the gruesome scene.

The door opened, steam pooling out of the bathroom. "Um…I don't mean to bother you, but I was just letting you know that Kiyomi just left with Kirishima and Fei."

Asami gave his lover a questioning look, frowning. They hadn't discussed her going to stay the night anywhere, at least not to his memory or knowledge. "Um…"Aki's hands fidgeted. "I would just feel better if she stayed with them until we get the security fixed." Ah… Asami sighed.

"I'll get the changes made and it'll be fixed within the next two days." He assured his lover, wanting to try and ease some of his worry. Asami hated that Akihito was being put on edge.

The skinny photographer smiled back, "I know you'll make good on your word." Aki said quietly, heading to the door. Before he completely walked out, the boy turned. "You have the body of a Greek God." He said before shutting the door. A smirk rose to Asami's face. What could be on my Kitten's mind?

Asami walked into the bedroom with his robe loosely tied around his waist as he dried his hair with the towel. He looked around the room and noticed the door to the "secret room" open. Tossing the towel to the floor, he decided he wanted to know what his little kitten was up to. Oh how he surprises me. The crimelord thought this as he looked around, taking in the scene before him. Candles were lit, giving a soft glow to the room, and in the middle of the bed was his lover. Stretched out naked, inviting him with his eyes.

Akihito pulled a bottle of dark chocolate sauce from the side table, grinning innocently at his lover. "You never get to enjoy dessert, so I thought maybe this could be more to your liking." Akihito drizzled the decadent sauce down his body. Asami had never seen this side of his lover, but he was aching to see more. Lust raged through his veins, but he had to hold back from ravaging his chocolate covered Kitten.

I have to be gentle, I don't want to hurt him. But he is pushing my self-control. Asami watched as Aki ran his finger over his chest, bringing it to his lips and erotically licking it off. His tongue lingered on the very tip of his fingers, winking at the aroused crimelord. Asami's eyes slitted, and he was rock hard from watching his seductive lover. "Akihito, you are playing with fire." Asami smirked as he stripped his robe off as he made his way to the bed.

"Asami, I know exactly what I'm playing with." Aki coyly grinned, batting his eyes.

He crawled up the bed, watching Aki's breath quicken as he stopped between his legs. Asami carefully spread his thighs, leaning down and licking the sweet sauce that covered Aki's nipples, never breaking eye contact. His kitten let out a sensitive mewl.

"Yum." Asami growled as he continued enjoying his dessert, making sure not to waste any of this indulgence. Aki's eyes rolled back as Asami proceeded to devour every inch of his lover's body, his tongue teasing and pleasuring his lover in all the right ways.

"You were right Kitten, dessert is definitely going to be my favorite part of a meal from now on." Asami smirked, reaching for the bottle of bitter chocolate. "In fact…I think I want seconds."

Asami woke to a cold, empty the next morning. Hands searching for his Akihito, he opened his eyes to see the empty place beside him and the alarm clock that read nine o'clock. He frowned when he couldn't find his cute lover in the room, quickly getting up and pulling on his silk pajama pants. Now to find my missing Kitten. As he exited the elevator, he heard voices from inside the kitchen.

"I told you no more passcodes, we need a scanner!"

Kirishima pinched the bridge of his nose before he continued. "Could you be more specific? What kind of scanner?" The photographer rolled his eyes.

"Haven't you watched the movies? You know the ones they put their hands on and it's all VPP VPPP and then you're in?" Asami shook his head, smiling as he sided up to his lover, giving him a gentle kiss. He stared at his unamused secretary, trying not to laugh at his lover's sound effects.

"So you want a VPPP scanner?" Kei dryly stated.

"You know what I'm talking about Shithead, and don't treat me like I'm stupid! We are fixing your fuck ups in the security system, not mine!" Aki quipped.

Asami pulled his irate lover to him. "Kitten, I think that's an excellent idea. A hand scanner would be more efficient."

"I have a lot of ideas if you could pull that stick out of his ass so he would listen to them!"

"Let's eat some breakfast and discuss your ideas." Asami said, cutting his eyes to the offending party. "I think that would be a more pleasant setting."

After Haruka set the table up with their breakfast, everyone settled around the table and Akihito began rapid firing ideas. Asami was quite impressed with all the thought his lover had put into this, laying out plans that were actually well thought through.

"Akihito, when did you come up with all this?"

"This morning!~" Akihito chirped between bites of strawberry pancakes. Asami watched as red juice slipped down his lover's chin, reminding him of his lover's action in their playroom the night before. Asami smiled wickedly at his Kitten.

"Would you like some chocolate on those too?" Aki blushed, dropping the fork on the plate with a loud clank! Aki glared back.

"No pervert, I don't!" Aki snapped, and Asami just chuckled before he turned to his secretary.

"Thank you for taking care of Kiyomi for us. How was she last night?"

The secretary pushed his glasses up, looking down at the table. "….She made us watch The Last Unicorn four times before she was satisfied enough to go to sleep." Asami shivered. He knew the pain.

"Hey, I like the movie! I think it's cute and tells a good story!" Aki defended, making the crimelord shake his head. It was a horrid movie, he hated seeing it once. But after the twentieth time he wanted to burn his eye sockets.

"Kirishima, do you think you can get all the changes we want done by tomorrow?" Asami decided to go back to the topic of interest.

"Yes, Asami-Sama. I can have it done before then."

"Great."