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I'm always out of breath after who ever guts me is finished. It's not a normal out of breath because I ran the mile in high school, I actually feel like I can't breathe. I've never felt as weak as I do now. I've been here about 5 maybe 6 days and no word form Asami. I can say it. I've officially given up on him.

If he really were looking for me, I would've heard something form the perverts that come in or the other kids, but as far as I know he hasn't even tried. I know that it's unlikely that he'd even find me, but I would've at least liked to have known that he tried looking for me, but nothing.

How can I keep up any faith in the guy? The answer is simple. Just as I go to finally give up and fall into a depression, I remember the dream and how he said the he'd find me no matter what. I know it was just a dream, but for some reason it reminds me that he's always found me and toke me home.

Like when Feilong dragged me off to Hong Kong, he came for me. When I was kidnapped and nearly got killed by some psycho, he found me. With so much evidence, I can't help but at least . . . hope. Hope and pray that he is looking for me and will get me out of here. But that's just the thing. All I can do is . . .

Hope.


Asami was at his wits end. The drug could make it so the his pet could never feel anything again? What kind of sick twisted ass hole would come up with that? It was both clever and demonic! Asami had to breathe a few times to calm himself so he wouldn't accidentally strangle the pervert in front of him before he found out where his pet actually was.

"You're saying that he could possibly never feel again and will be helpless for the rest of his life?"

"Ya, pretty much but it's only happened twice since Seldom made the drug 8 years ago. It was no big. The kids are hospitalized for the rest of their lives though."

"Is that suppose to help?"

"Yes?"

"It's not." Asami went to his desk and leaned against it as casually as possible which worked more or less. "So where is Seldoms slaves?"

"And what would I get in return?"

"You won't be killed, that's all I can promise. Anything other then that and you're out of luck." Asami glared at him and he got the message.

"Alright, alright. Look Seldom has a few ware houses down by the docks but I don't know which one the kid is in."

"How many of them are there?"

"Three."

"And how can I find out which one?"

"I could try to get a hold of the friend who saw him." Asami thought this over and pulled out his cell.

"What's the number."

"Damn you must be desperate. Who is this kid to you any way?"

"The number." Asami glared at him again and the idiot gave him the number and held it up to the guys ear.

"Hello? Hey! . . . No I'm fine I actually wanted to ask you something . . . No it was about the kid you showed me in the picture the other day . . . ya that's the one . . . ya what house it he in? . . . Ok, thanks have a nice day." Asami toke the phone away and looked at him. "House four."

"I thought you said there were only three."

"Ya but different numbers. There's 4, 12, and 21. It makes it less obvious when customers come and go." Asami got up and went to the door as quickly as possible.

"Krishma, get the car."

"Yes sir. And him sir?" Krishma made a motion to the pervert on the ground.

"Knock him out, untie him, throw him in a random alley, and leave him"

"Yes sir." Krishma motioned to a few other guys to the door so he could get the car.

Asami had it entirely planned out. It was perfect and nothing human could ruin it. He was on his way to get Akihito back nothing was going to stop him. not now not ever.


It was quite. Just like it always this time of day, or night. I still didn't know what time it was. He guessed that it was day now because there weren't people running around and laughing like there always was during hours. I was just lying there like always just waiting for sleep to come as always. Eyes closed and breathing even.

I didn't think anything would happen. Boy was I wrong. Without even realizing it, my hopes and prayers were being answered. On the verge of sleep and all of a sudden there are gun shots and raised voices. I didn't really think, in fact I didn't do anything. I just sat there like a sitting duck in the middle of hunting season

I didn't think anyone was going to come in until a large figure crashed through the door and was standing in front of me. At first I thought I was dreaming or imagining things again. The large figure rushed over and toke my face in both his hands and started to call out to me but didn't I heard him. I still thought it was dream until he moved his hands down me shoulders and arms and squeezed hard. I winced and then it hit me.

Pain? I was feeling pain? Then . . . this really wasn't a dream and he was really standing in front of me . . . in the flesh!

"A-Asami?"