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Rolling around on the bed, Shuichi chewed on his blanket. He was lost in sweet dreams, thinking of nothing more than the pleasure he gets from his beloved Eiri.

Raising an eyebrow, Eiri wasn't sure if he wanted to crawl into the small bed with the teen. It was in no way how Shuichi acted when he stayed with him, so he was a little confused. "What is wrong with this brat?"

"Hm…Yuki…don't touch me there," Shuichi whispered in his sleep.

Eiri froze in his spot when he heard that. This kid was dreaming about him? Maybe it's time to cut ties with him, Eiri thought as he stepped closer to the bed. Then again…seeing him like this….

Carefully Eiri pulled off his jacket and his shirt and set them on a nearby chair. Slowly he took off his pants, folding them before setting them down too. Feeling the cold air on his skin, he crawled under the blankets, pushing Shuichi to the edge of the bed.

Without any hesitation, Shuichi rolled over and curled up against Eiri, instantly warming the man. "I love my Yuki," he whispered, moving as close to the blond as he could.

Eiri smiled as he kissed the pink hair. There were so many things he wanted to do, but just lying next to the teen seemed to calm him enough to want to sleep. Slowly his eyes shut as he wrapped his arms around Shuichi's small frame.

Shuichi smiled as he relaxed in Eiri's arms. He was safe; no one was going to get him here. Not with Eiri here to protect him.

…

Something was bugging him. He wasn't sure what it was, but it was starting to make his head hurt.

Rolling around, he froze when he felt something cover his face. Instantly Eiri shot up, wrapping his hand around the other person's neck as he forced them to the floor.

Shuichi stared into the golden eyes fearfully. Tears were collecting in his purple eyes as he tried to breathe.

It took a moment, but Eiri let go of Shuichi's throat. "What were you doing, brat," he said as he sat on the edge of the bed.

Taking a second, Shuichi finally choked out "I'm sorry," after curing into a ball on the floor. "I'm sorry, Yuki."

"Answer the question, brat! And stop crying!"

Shuichi cringed at the yelling. Slowly he sat up, and pointed at the blinds next to the bed. "I could hear you mumbling about the light hitting your face from the kitchen. I grabbed a towel to cover your eyes," he said as fast as he could before he started crying again. "I'm sorry Yuki…please don't be mad at me."

Eiri scratched the back of his head as he looked around. Judging by the dents on the pillow where his head just was, he could tell the kid was telling the truth. "What time is it, Shuichi," he asked without thinking.

"Almost ten in the morning, sir," Shuichi said softly.

"Shouldn't you be working?"

He swallowed hard. "I called Tatsuha to see if I had anything for this morning. When I told him you were still here asleep, he told me to come in with you."

Eiri sighed. "Shuichi, come here," he said softly, rubbing his leg. It took a minute but finally Shuichi crawled onto the man's lap and rested his head against Eiri's chest. "I didn't mean to hurt you, Shuichi. You just startled me."

"I'm sorry," Shuichi whispered again.

Kissing Shuichi's cheek, Eiri smiled. "I know you are. How about you and I get some exercise before we go in today?"

Shuichi blushed as he was pushed onto the bed. "I really do get abused by you in many different ways," he mumbled as Eiri started to kiss his neck. "Oh forget it," he said as he kissed Eiri's lips. "That doesn't mean you can bite me, jerk," he mumbled.

Eiri laughed as he nipped at Shuichi's collar bone. "You know, I wonder how you would look on a collar and leash," he mumbled as he hovered over Shuichi. "It would give me something extra to hold onto while I push into you."

"Boss is such a dirty old man," he mumbled as he turned the tides on Eiri. Carefully he straddled the man and smiled. "I like it more when you are under me. Then I can see your body moving," he said as he ran his fingers over the various muscles.

"Lose the shorts," Eiri ordered as he pulled down Shuichi's pants.

Happily Shuichi took them off, followed close by Eiri's boxers. "I think you're already ready for me," he said surprised. "Na Yuki, can you shove this in me yet?"

Eiri closed his eyes as he leaned his head back. "Do what you do best, Shuichi."

Licking his lips, Shuichi stared at the large appendage before him. Carefully he slid it into his mouth, doing what was most requested of him. It took him a while to get good, but all the other male prostitutes helped him learn. Normally this was by forcing him to suck them, but still he learned.

"Shuichi, I will say that you are really good at this," Eiri said as he played with the pink hair. "Come here and turn around," he said with a slight smile.

Blushing, Shuichi knew what Eiri wanted. It really only happened what they were in the office, this was the first time they ever sucked each other while in bed. Balancing on his hands, he let Eiri move his lower body to where the man wanted before he returned to what he was doing.

Slowly Eiri rubbed his hand over the tattoo on Shuichi's lower back. "Tramp stamps that claim you all as our property," he whispered. "I never understood why we had to mark you all here," he added.

Shuichi turned his head and smiled. "Doesn't matter. I have the other mark that say's I'm yours and yours only. That's all that matters."

"But don't you want more from your life? You're only eighteen…and you've been nothing more than the organizations whore for most of your life. I mean, do you know how many dead prostitute's names come across my desk every day? And they all work for me," Eiri said as he pushed Shuichi off of him.

This was how he got sometimes so Shuichi was used to it. It was always when they were having sex or after they had had sex. It always started when Eiri saw the tattoo.

"I killed Dedon yesterday, you know that? I shot him while I was talking to you because he used my name to tell you that you had a job to do," he said with a smile. "All these people follow me blindly…I have no idea what I'm doing or how I even attained the position. There won't ever be a time where I can just walk down the street like a normal person. I will always have to look over my shoulder to make sure no one is after me."

Shuichi rubbed his head on Eiri's chest. Quickly he grabbed a blanket and covered them both.

Eiri closed his eyes as he kept talking. "I want my own life, but I'll never have one. My life belongs to the organization just like yours. No matter how much I want to, there's nothing I can do to save either of us."

There was silence in the room. "Maybe it's for the best. There's nothing stopping us from being together here, is there?"

"This size of this bed," Eiri mumbled.

Shuichi sighed. "Sorry, Boss. Unlike you, living in your pent house, I have to be more realistic. I can barely afford this place."

Eiri laughed softly as he pulled wrapped his right arm around the teen. "You could always sleep in my bed with me. Then I wouldn't have to call for you when I want you."

Sitting up, he kissed the blonds lips. "I don't want the others to be jealous," he whispered before nibbling on Eiri's ear lobe. "Now, can we please finish where we left off? Can't believe you even got distracted during sex," he mumbled.

Pushing him away, Eiri stood up. "Rather than playing in bed, let's go take a shower so we can start the day," he said as he headed towards the bathroom.

"Uhm…Yuki, my shower isn't big enough for two people," he whispered as he followed the man. He paused when he saw Eiri was staring at the small stand up shower. "I told you."

Turning, he glared at Shuichi. "Pack up everything you care about. Starting today you are living in my apartment. This place is a joke. Whoever owns this place should be shot."

Shuichi looked away. "You own it, Yuki."

"Are you kidding me?"

"Many prostitutes live here when they aren't in one of the hotels or on the streets. It's better than nothing after all," Shuichi mumbled. "Well, when we aren't out making you money."

Eiri glared at Shuichi as he stepped towards shower. Reaching in, he turned on the water and aimed the shower head at the teen.

"Cold," Shuichi called out as he ran from the water.

Laughing, he adjusted the temperature. "Thought the water would make you smell better."

Shuichi covered himself with a nearby towel as he glared at the older man. "What you smell is your own stinky self. You went to a bar last night than crawled into my bed you jerk!"

Okay, so I'm not posting this as I write it. For those here who have never read a story by me, I get x amount of pages done, or sometimes the whole thing, than post off that.

What's bugging me with this one…I thought of a really strange plot twist to toss in later in the story, so I have the story split into three different parts… so it's kind of strange writing three different parts, not sure which I'm going to yet. Or even how this is going to end!
So the updates won't be as frequent as I normally would do, but they will be about every 3-4 days until I figure out what the hell I'm going to do :x