Ok, I'm really happy for all the comments and I will try to make this one longer! Glad you guys like it and on my other story I promise to update as soon as I get "that" scene going. And also thanks for pointing out I spelled Karishma's name wrong! ENJOY GUYS!
"How's the kid?" Asami sat at his desk at club Sion looking over the latest deal reports while Krishma stood in front of his desk.
"Well, he's still unconscious and the doctor said that if we hadn't come out when we did the kid would be dead by now but there's nothing seriously wrong with him. I didn't find any ID on him so I'm currently running a facial recognition to-"
"Cancel it." Karishma looked up at Asami in confusion.
"Asami-sama?" Asami looked up from his reports and smirked.
"There's really no point in knowing the brats name. I'm just going to let him heal, have a little fun with him and then send him on his way. I really don't care who he is as long as he doesn't try to mess with me afterwords. And I'm going to make sure he doesn't." Asami went back to his reports.
Karishma nodded in understanding and got out his PDA to cancel the recognition. "Is there anything else I should know?"
"No Asami-sama. All you have today are the rest of those reports and a meeting in an hour and you should be free for the rest of the night unless something comes up that I couldn't handle, myself"
"Alright, you're dismissed." Karishma bowed respectfully and left his boss to the reports and his thoughts. Asami sat in his chair and quickly loss interest in the reports he needed to go over. He dropped the report he was looking over on his desk and made his way over to the floor to ceiling windows looking over Tokyo. Asami didn't know what it was, but there was something nagging him in the back of his mind. He had a feeling it had something to do with the brat but he didn't know what. He didn't care who the kid was he just wanted to know why he had this feeling to do with kid.
'I guess I'll find out as soon as he wakes up. Then we can have some fun.' Asami chuckled to himself and went back to the reports sitting on his desk, satisfied with the plans he had for the kid. 'Fun indeed.'
Akihito felt that he was sore but didn't want to open his eyes to see the extent of the damage that was inflicted on him this time. He hadn't even done anything. He remembered he bumped into the guy and excused himself and said it was his fault, but instead of forgiving him and saying it was alright, the other guy and his buddies ganged up on him and threw him into an alley.
'An alley. I bet I'm still in the alley.' Or at least that's what Akihito thought until he felt the soft fabric under and round him. He also noticed he wasn't in any really pain, just sore as if from healing. 'Exactly how long have I been out? Could I've already started to heal?' Akihito started to worry that his body had already started to heal and that he may heal in the wrong way and finally decided to open his eyes.
Opening his eyes in what felt like an eternity was painful, but when he finally cracked them open, they when wide on their own. He gasped and then winced in pain from the slight pain in his ribs. He started to look around again. He was in a lavish room with a large, feather bed, a night stand, dresser and floor to ceiling windows faceing Tokyo. Akihito couldn't believe that he was really here. 'How in the hell did I get here? Who brought me here?'
Akihito could only stay awake for so long when he started to feel weak again. He layed back down and buried himself in the soft blankets letting sleep take over again. Just before he fell asleep he started to remember that someone had come out of the building he had been behind and that before he passed out he caught a glimpes of what the man looked like and the thing that really stood out in his mind were the eyes he had. A rich, deep gold.
