TORMENTED MEMORIES

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! What the fuck was wrong with me?

Kaede swore to himself all the way to Swole Up--well, to his private gym actually.

Akira was his maid, and he's a man for fuck sake. Nothing more. So why was Kaede so wrapped up with Akira?

Suddenly, Kaede chuckled like a crazy fool.

"You are one crazy fucker, Kaede." Kaede panted. "Lusting after your own male maid."

Kaede closed his eyes, remembering Akira smiling and the way Akira liked to provoke him.

Kaede laughed. It was fun having Akira around. Akira amused him.

"Just pretend like nothing," Kaede told to himself. "Just pretend like--"

Then, someone knocked the door interrupt his thought about Akira.

"Boss, someone want to meet you." It's Akagi. "Who the hell is that?" Kaede asking him.

"Nice to meet you, Rukawa."

"Minami." Kaede muttered before dash over him.

Kaede grabbed Minami collar. And pushed him to the wall.

"What the fuck do you want?" Kaede asking him. Try to hold his anger.

"Rukawa, what are you doing?" Minami eyes grew wide as the situation finally dawned him.

"Why are you here, Minami?" Kaede asked coldly and finally release Minami.

"I miss you." Minami lips twisted in a cruel smile.

Kaede snarled. His eyes were obsidian, disgust radiating from them. "Really, Minami? What the hell are you thinking? You think I have a lusty for you?"

"Yes," Minami managed out.

"Oh, Minami." Kaede tsked, shaking his head in disapproval. "What the hell Sawakita thinking to send you here to seduce me? What if I said I knew all about his plan all along?"

Mentioning the name Sawakita made Minami eyes grow large with fear. "You know?"

Kaede smirked, and grabbed Minami collar once again. "You think I'm a fucking idiot?" Kaede hissed. "I control all of Kanagawa, Minami. Tell Sawakita if he wants to use you to bring me down, he should rethink his plan. And if he wants to really get to me, he should show his bullshit face."

"Rukawa, I really like you. You can't do this to me. I know you have a lusty for men." Minami crumbling to the floor.

"Oh, yes, I can. Now, I'm going to let you go easy. Unless you want to die here. Your choice. And one more thing, if I have a lust with men, it's definitely not you."

"You're too cruel. You think I approached you because Sawakita asked me to? You wrong. I want to be with you."

"I'm not interested in your poetry. Go fucking yourself." Kaede spoke over his shoulder. "Go. Before I change my mind."

Minami picked himself up. "Don't think this is the last you'll hear of us. We'll be back, and you'll pay for what you've done. Sawakita will get you."

Kaede twisted his mouth in a cruel smile. "Then tell him I'm waiting. But get his coffin ready, too, because the next time he sees me, he'll buried under a ten-story building."

Minami sauntered out, leaving the mafia boss.

Kaede was absolutely done playing this game of cat and mouse with Sawakita. The fucker had wanted his position since Kaede had become boss of Shohoku after the big leader, Mitsui Hisashi, had given him this position.

Not only Kaede had proven he was capable of handling petty matters, but Kaede was also the strongest fighter. The others group had respected him and accepted him as their leader.

But not Sawakita. Sawakita still thought he was useless, filthy bastard, picked up by the head leader at age fifteen.

Yeah, he had been a dismal-looking boy, prowling the streets of Shohoku. His skin was saturated with dirt, filth permeating the air wherever he went. But he was strong. He had the will to live. He didn't need to live according to someone's will.

Kaede got out from gym, thoughts of the past dissipating as irritation mounted with each passing minute.

Shit! What a day. He needed his coffee now. And the only way to get that coffee was to wake up his maid. But it was almost midnight. The house was quiet as a rat's nest. When he remembered the last time he saw Akira, his heart rate surged and his mouth ran dry. Akira was in the bathtub, soaking wet, with clouds of lust and maybe confusion misting Akira eyes.

"What the fuck? Akira one of my boys. I'll be fine." Kaede reminded himself before opening Akira bedroom door and entering.

Is he still mad with me? Lying on my little cot, eyes staring at the ceiling, an arm at headback, Akira asked this question.

Ah, who cares? It's not a big deal.

The clock had already ticked past midnight. I was so tired I should have just closed my eyes and gone to sleep. I had to hand in my economics report early, and if I failed to do so, I would dead meat.

Except I couldn't sleep. Not even a wink. All I could think of was Kaede banana.

I smiled to myself. I still couldn't believe I'd actually touched it. Am I the first to touched it? What the heck was I thinking? He was chuckled to himself.

I turned off the light, mind still thinking about Kitsune. In the midst of it all, I saw Kitsune face hovering above mine, his lips drawing closer. I blinked once. Kitsune was still there.

Kitsune? Is that you?

Kitsune lips didn't move. But I could sense his body coming closer.

Soft lips landed on mine, caressing my lips. I closed my eyes and gently fell asleep.

Kitsune. He kissed me?

Must have been my imagination.