I wasn't gone for too long, was I? I hope not. I've been busy with my college preparations although it's still 8 days away :l There were readers who encouraged me, told me to take it slow, and I LOVE YOU GUYS FOR IT. Thank you for all the feed backs, your responses gave me the confidence I need :D. So, enjoy!

** Recommend listening to this song when reading: Twerk It Like Miley by Brandon Beal **

Victims: Kirishima Kei
Asami Ryuichi
Everyone (except for Kou and Takato)

Chapter 5: Twerking Aki

Kou and Takato were hesitant to believe what their best friend had told them via phone 2 hours ago. Of course they knew that Akihito was the famous Asami Ryuichi's lover, and of course they knew how influential Asami was, but Akihito? Meh not so much. Their friend might be a little better-looking than normal people, a little sexier maybe, better overall compared to others, but being able to give permission for them go in through the VIP entrance of the one-and-only Club Sion? Nope.

So the two decided to stand at the end of the long line.

Just a few seconds later, a blond hulk in suit appeared from the club, and started moving towards them after spotting them. They were scared stiff, they were standing in line like the other patrons! As the man got closer, they both recognized him as Suoh-san, an employee that could always be seen together with Asami.

"Suoh-san!" exclaimed them both with relief.

Suoh bowed as he greeted them and said "Takaba-sama has requested for me to guide you, please follow me."

They both scurried to follow after the man, footsteps gradually increasing to match his long strides. With Suoh coming out to get them, they've pretty much guessed it: Club Sion belonged to Asami. Everyone looked at them with unsuppressed scepticism, why were the uglier dressed ones going in through the VIP entrance? Not that the duo noticed how people were looking at them, they were busy matching Suoh's pace.

It was the first time they've went to Club Sion, and they were not at all disappointed, if not, it has exceeded their expectations. Although the high class interior oozed elegance, it still managed to bring the party animal out of everyone. The waiters and waitresses looked professional, tough-looking guards were discreetly keeping the security tight, and most importantly, the people in there were better behaved and dressed than any other club's they've been to. Especially that one guy that caught their eyes, that sexy dancing blonde who was shaking his bum.

Hold on.

"Isn't that Akihito?" asked Kou over the loud music, eyes never leaving the dancing figure.

Being the mother hen that he was, Takato walked towards Akihito without giving a reply to Kou.

"Akihito! What did I tell you," he pulled Akihito's by his ear, earning a yowl from the pretty boy "don't dance if we're not by your side!"

Akihito wrapped his slender arms around Takato's waist for support and looked into his eyes, a scowl on his face now.

"I'm not a kid!" He burped into Takato's face.

"And no alcohol until we're here," complained Takato as he picked up the smell of alcohol in his friend's breath, feeling slightly glad because it was just a burp. Akihito has puked on him and Kou's faces and bodies before, a burp was annoying, yes, but it was far better than vomit. It wasn't easy cleaning up, and it did not smell nice at all.

Kou who was standing beside the two of them looked around and saw Suoh standing on guard beside Kirishima whose cheeks were beet red. Asami was having a conversation with a good-looking man who was probably in his late 40s.

Well it's only normal, he's a successful businessman, thought Kou.

Asami looked over and when their gazes met, Asami gave a small nod before continued engaging in his conversation. Kou could almost feel the intensity in Asami's golden eyes, and he quickly turned his attention back to his friends who were tugging at each other.

"Oh stop it you two, why so serious, let's celebrate Aki-chan's success!" Kou looped his arm around Akihito's shoulder who cheered as he did the same to Kou.

"Success? It's just another one of hi—" The duo sang loudly to the song that was playing. "Fine. Let's lose ourselves!"

The moment the song ended and another song of a familiar tune rang out, Kou disposed of the gleeful look on his face, turning to look at Takato who looked equally petrified. Kirishima and Suoh who sensed the change in expression of the other two got closer, thinking something might have happened.

"No Akihito," a shout could be heard from Takato "cover your ears!"

Kou already had his hands on each side of his head, he was groaning in exasperation, "too late, it's all over!"

Seeing nothing out of the usual except for their behaviors, Kirishima and Suoh was about to ask what the problem was when Akihito suddenly pushed both his friends aside, his body swayed seductively to the music.

Hey girl, this yo song, let's see that badonkadonk

Akihito patted his chest lightly, a cheeky grin on his face, he mouthed the lyrics "this ma song".

I'mma try to do the things that you don't

He pointed at his friends who could only watch on.

Baby, it's yo party, I just wanna play

Akihito slipped a gaze towards Asami who was watching him intently and looked away before that blush could appear.

What's that sound? What's that thang that's got me like wow?

"Kou-sama, what seems to be the problem?" asked Kirishima.

I'm tryna beat beat it up twelve rounds

"He's unstoppable when it's this song," cried Kou.

Girl, look at that body, I just gotta say

Everyone unconsciously stopped to look at Akihito's body.

When you back back back back back it up and you drop it down low

Akihito dropped a squat, the sound of someone's control shattering could he heard.

And you pick pick pick pick pick it up, girl, I'm ready to blow

With his hands on his knees that were opened, Akihito bounced up and down without breaking the sexy M formation of his legs.

I'mma stack stack stack stack stack it up and I'm spending it all

Akihito's had his palms pressed to the marble flooring for stability, hips were mid-air, his legs straight and back arched.

When I throw throw throw throw throw it up

He flashed his signature grin.

Start twerkin' like Miley

His legs bent and straightened along to the beat of the sinful song, booty pop accentuated during the move despite covered in jeans. And, you'd probably guessed what happened next. Almost everyone had a steady blood flow out of their nostrils, the only ones who were intact were the ones who've spent the most time with him, a.k.a Asami Ryuichi who stared at that butt he's gonna pound into tonight, Kou and Takato who have been protecting Aki's chastity(?) since elementary school, and Asami's two most trusted subordinates who knew they'd be the next dog food if they showed any reaction.

Akihito's hips wiggled left and right, left and right, left and right. Kirishima knew it was time to stop the seductive boy before further damage is caused. He had turned to look at his boss, and although Asami's eyes were glued to that round butt moving like it was tempting everyone to touch it, that butt that he's 'accidentally' brushed his hand over, that butt tha—

Focus, Kirishima!

He had turned to look at his boss, and although Asami's eyes were glued to that round butt, that look on his face could have murdered everyone who looked at him. Well masked behind that calm façade was a man who was dangerously possessive.

"Takaba, stop this nonsense immediately!"

"No! Kirishima-san!" shouted Kou and Takato, but then, their horror-stricken face showed sympathy as they chanted "May your soul rest in peace, Kirishima-san."

Not understanding what harm he could have done, he looked back at Akihito, only realising that the boy had gotten up from his previous position, and was sauntering in his direction with an amused smirk on his face.

He's spent too much time with Asami-sama, why does this feel equally scary?!

"I see you're not impressed by my dance skills," he looked around then "I'm gonna do this up close to you, let's see if you're impressed by THAT."

A wall twerk?

If Akihito was going to do a wall twerk on him, doesn't that mean…he'll be in close contact with the boy's groin? And while he twerks, others will enjoy the sight of his moving butt, and he'd get the exclusive view of the boy's slightly bouncing private?

I have led a fulfilled life, thought Kirishima.

He was about to continue provoking the hot-headed lad when he heard a familiar baritone.

"Akihito."

Akihito visibly flinched. That tone, it was never good when Asami used that tone.

The masochistic side of him whispered "It's good and you know it, Akihito!"

"Wh—what? Can't a guy have his fun?" He retorted without an ounce of confidence.

Asami leaned closer and when he was sure he has gotten his lover's full attention, he said in that low, smooth voice that Akihito loved so much.

"I'll give you all the fun you need, you naughty kitten," and with that, Asami scooped and slung Akihito over shoulder without much energy wasted. Akihito, of course, struggled with his might, he didn't even get to drink with his friends! He threw an apologetic look to his friends when he realized his efforts were futile, and another grin to Kirishima who looked quite pale after he's cooled his head off a little. Kirishima quickly ran to settle it with Asami's business partner, Daichi Isao who was left hanging after Asami suddenly left for his boy.

It was until 4 days later when Asami got back to work, looking refreshed and satisfied.