Thank you for the feed backs :D I actually tend to go with the flow when writing a story, and there were readers who look forward to seeing Kirishima in this chapter, so I wrote him in this and the next chapter. But then, after writing this and the next chapter, I realized how similar the next chapter is with an already-existing story.

What I'm trying to say is I did not copy anyone's idea, any resemblance is purely coincidental.

This and the next chapter are related

It's a boring chapter. Do point out anything that didn't make sense, or whatever misused English. I love you guys for it. So, enjoy!

Victims: Kirishima Kei
Suoh Kazumi
Daichi Isao (OC)
Asami Ryuichi
Bartender
Bystanders 1,2,3
An Orgasm

Chapter 3: Noisy Aki

Kirishima stepped forward to light the fresh cigarette his boss held lightly between his lips. The negotiation has been going on for the past 2 hours, but tough luck for Asami, his soon-to-be partner was no amateur in this line of business.

"I can only allow this much, Daichi-san," said Asami, suppressing the slight irritation bubbling. This man was too smart for his own good, but it wouldn't make a difference. It never made a difference. Because Asami was always a level above everyone.

Daichi Isao contemplated for a moment. This deal would bring him a lot of profit and benefits, but he knew he could have more than he was allowed to have, that is, if Asami would agree to his terms.

Just as his train of thoughts ran through his mind, the ebony doors of Asami's office burst open, and there stood a person between the opened doors. A blond, slender sexy little beast who had a wide smile on his face.

Akihito looked taken back at the sight of someone else in his lover's office "Oops, sorry."

"How many times have I told you to knock, Akihito?" asked Asami, a small smile hanging on his lips. Daichi looked to and fro between the two, intrigued by the change the young man brought to the crime lord. Never once has Asami had any expression other than his fuck-you-I'm-Asami face since his arrival, but Asami had actually smiled just by seeing the young blond called Akihito.

"I don't know how many times, more importantly, have I been listening?" Akihito started laughing at his own joke, but seeing how everyone looked at him like he wore a turtleneck in summer, Akihito cleared his throat.

"Anyways, it's a day worth commemorating." Someone said "That's what you said after your last stakeout," in a hushed voice and was ignored by the hyperactive young man. "So let's PARTAY, uh huh uh huh," Akihito started swaying his hips to his imaginary beat. Suoh who was standing behind him sneaked a peek at that shaking bum, Kirishima pushed his spectacles up while looking away (or did he?), and Daichi unconsciously gawked at that guy who made him question his sexuality.

Akihito seized his movements a little and pressed a finger against his lip, his brows furrowed.

"But you're still having your meeting about killing someone, aren't you? Fine then. Kirishima!" Akihito shouted out loud.

"What, you brat, I'm right in front of you," exclaimed Kirishima in an annoyed tone.

"I'll have you come with me first, Asami can come after he's done with his stuff."

Kirishima had an uneasy look on his face by then. He turned to look at Asami, silently begging for Asami to let him stay. Asami exchanged glances with Kirishima, and when he finally understood what his right-hand man was trying to tell him, he let out a smirk. Of course he knew what kind of effect his little wildcat had on people (mostly on the male population), that was why he fell for Akihito, not that he would admit to it. How he loved showing his lover off to toy with everyone, but if anyone was to touch Akihito, he would not hesitate to erase them.

"Be nice, kitten. Kirishima, make sure no one touches him."

Akihito then turned and walked out of Asami's office, not before slapping Suoh's rock hard bottom, succeeding at giving Suoh the shock of his life.

"Suoh, you too, let's leave Asami and his guest."

Kirishima walked away from Asami reluctantly, while Suoh followed after Akihito as close as he could, because he knew what Asami was probably feeling after seeing Akihito slap his butt. He could practically feel laser-like gazes drilling into the back of his head.

"Feisty, huh?" commented Daichi.

Asami took a puff of his cigarette and said "more than you could imagine."

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"I need a drink," thought Akihito over the loud music. Everything in Asami's club was top notched. The sound system, the music, the drinks, the people, everything was perfect.

Akihito arrived at the bar which was a little quieter than the dance floor with Kirishima and Suoh by his sides. The bartender saw him, and approached him with gestures too friendly to be innocent.

"What can I get for you?" asked the bartender with a smile.

Akihito returned the smile and leaned closer over to the bartender, his voice still loud enough to be heard by Kirishima and Suoh who were close to him.

"Bartender-san," his warm breath fanned over the bartender's sensitive ear "an Orgasm, please."

Kirishima and Suoh lifted their gazes up from Akihito's pert butt to look at each other, the bartender on the other hand, started breathing hard.

"Of course, I'll give you one anytime you want." He proceeded to mix the coffee liquer, amaretto liquer and Irish cream liquer together, then shook the mixture with a cocktail shaker. After it was poured into a glass filled with ice, the bartender filled the glass with cream, much to Akihito's delight.

"Here you go," said the bartender as he placed the cocktail in front of Akihito.

Akihito took a small sip of the white liquid, a blissful expression immediately taking over his curious one.

"So good," he let out a contented sigh.

Just then, a drunk wobbled his way across, accidentally bumping into Akihito, and then continued on his drunken journey without giving an apology. Akihito managed to grip onto the glass for it to not fall out of his grasp, but it was a different case for the content in the glass.

The cream trickled down along with the alcohol from his knuckle, then his arm. He quickly licked the liquid to prevent it from rolling down further, a grunt of displeasure could be heard from him.

And with that, the bartender, Suoh, Kirishima, bystander 1, 2, and 3 fainted, a raging boner in every one of their pants.

Kirishima was the first to regain consciousness. He quickly urged Akihito to leave the glass of sinful cocktail at the bar, and head to the dance floor.

Never in Kirishima's life has he ever felt such regret in his decision.