Business as usual

by Kadzuki Fuchoin

A normal day in life for Asami and Akihito.

31. Chapter 29 -completed!

As promised, I completed the unfinished chapter and this is by far the longest chapter I've ever written. I'm sorry that it took me months to get this uploaded. After my father's death on 9th May, I spent a lot of time with my mother, offering her support and just being there for her. I started rewriting this chapter in June but progress was slow as I could only write when my mom had gone to bed.

Thank you so much for your words of encouragement and support! They helped me go through the most difficult times.

For your reading convenience, I have inserted this line - ** continued from the unfinished chapter** - in the story. It was where I stopped when I updated the previous chapter. Of course, if you prefer, you can read from the beginning. (smiles)

Dedicated to RiveReinStyx. Happy Belated Birthday!

Warnings: Lengthy chapter, lemons, long end-notes. Rein and I tried to beta as much as we could but there could be a mistake or two somewhere. I apologize for the mistakes in advance.

Disclaimer: Viewfinder and its characters are properties of Yamane Ayano.

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Business as Usual Chapter 29

The door to Asami's office at Sion flung open as a very agitated photographer marched inside. After Akihito had found out about Asami's intervention in his onsen plans, the photographer had ordered Ando to take him to Sion immediately to confront his yakuza lover of two years.

The nerve of the bastard! Akihito thought as he strode to his lover's office. Counting this time, it was the second time Asami had interfered in his plans. The first time it happened, Akihito's family came visiting him in Tokyo and he lost count how many excuses he had to come up with during their three-day visit.

He supposed he wouldn't be so agitated if Asami handed him bullet train tickets. No, the rich bastard went for the extreme and asked Akihito and his friends to travel in his private plane.

"Akihito," Asami greeted as he stood up. "For you to come to my office willingly is indeed rare."

"You arranged for us to travel in your plane." Akihito accused, crossing his arms across his chest.

The eyebrow rose as the yakuza passed the report he was holding to Kirishima. He waved his hand, a signal his secretary understood as to leave. Taking his bow, Kirishima left and closed the door behind him discreetly. Sliding his hands into his pocket, Asami stood up and moved nearer to the boy.

"I did."

"Why the hell did you do that?" Akihito demanded. "I'm not invalid and I could damn well find my way there!"

Asami nudged Akihito's chin up. "So you rather spend fourteen hours on the bus than to take an hour plane to Fukouka?"

The temper Akihito felt when he strode into Asami's office began to simmer down. "No, but –,"

"It's either you take the plane or I'll charter the entire bullet train and send more guards to accompany you to Fukouka," Asami interrupted. "Your choice, Akihito."

The hazel eyes stared hard at the yakuza. "That's blackmailing!"

"Blackmailing doesn't include sending someone to Fukouka in a private plane. Besides –,"

"What?" Akihito asked nervously when he noticed Asami's flashed his trademark smirk.

"Take it as a working trip." Asami turned, took a folder on top of a stack of reports before passing it to a puzzled Akihito. "The contract between Marukoshi, The Fixer and Asahi brewery has been drawn. You can take this to your brother in Fukouka."

Accepting the folder, Akihito eyed his lover skeptically. "Do you send all your employees in your private plane just to deliver contracts?"

"Only Kirishima. And you're not an employee, Akihito. You're the CEO of seven successful stores," the crime lord reminded. "Of course –," Asami continued before Akihito could interrupt him, "— you don't have to do it if you don't want to."

Akihito's hopes lifted. "Great, then I'm not doing it."

Asami traced his fingers along Akihito's jawline. "Then I shall take the task off your hands. I'll go with you to Fukouka and –"

"No!" Akihito interrupted before Asami could finish his sentence. He glanced at his smug looking lover and knew that he had lost the argument. "You're an asshole, Asami."

Yanking Akihito to him, Asami kissed him hard on the lips. "Have fun in Fukouka," Asami said as he took his seat in his leather chair. "Send Toru in; I need to speak with him."

Akihito, who was already both frustrated and mortified by his own actions, rushed out of the office hastily to meet the lanky guard by the door. Covering his mouth from embarrassment, the photographer jerked a thumb at the door. "He's asking for you."

Toru exchanged a brief glance with Ando, signaling him to guard Akihito before entering the room. Bowing before his employer, Toru moved nearer to the desk. The man behind the desk glanced up from the report and gazed his golden eyes at Toru. They were hard, intimidating and it reminded Toru of a cold, calculated man who was ready to kill anyone who stood his path.

"Asami sama," he greeted and bowed.

"Toru, Akihito is likely to travel to Fukouka on Friday or Saturday morning. Make the necessary arrangements."

Toru bowed slightly. "Yes, sir. Suoh san had the onsen checked and a few extra guards from the Fukouka region will be placed around the onsen for security purposes."

"Good. While you are there, Akihito does not leave your sight, are we clear?"

"Understood, Asami sama. What about the onsen? Should I allow him to share the pool with his friends or classmates?"

Asami stood up, walked to the huge window panels, staring at Tokyo Tower. "Let him do as he pleases."

If Toru was surprised at how generous Asami was by allowing Akihito's friends to see his naked skin, it didn't show. Instead, he nodded his head and took his leave when Asami dismissed him with a single order.

Guard him well.

Alone in the office, Asami looked out at the towering architecture of Tokyo Tower again as he thought of Akihito's onsen trip. Toru's rather abrupt question caught him slightly off guard. Admittedly, he never thought if he was all right with other men or women looking at Akihito's naked body. He supposed he didn't have problems with Kou and Takato since he had met with them and knew that apart from being best buddies with his lover, there wasn't anything going on.

As for the others, Asami realized he wasn't as generous as he had originally thought. The word sharing simply didn't exist in his vocabulary and the mere thought of other people looking at his lover's porcelain skin was enough to make his blood boil.

Now the only remaining problem was getting Akihito to soak in his own private pool.

As he stared at the iconic tower again, a thin smile graced the yakuza's lips. He mapped out a plan rather quickly, feeling absolutely confident that Akihito would have no choice but to seek for fewer companions during the onsen session this weekend.

Xx Business as Usual xX

Akihito, you fool! The photographer cursed as he sat in the limousine en route to Kou's apartment. He unlocked the security window that separates the driver and back seat and leaned forward, trying to catch a glimpse of the red marks on his neck on the rear view mirror.

He slanted his head, pulled his white shirt slightly and there it was – a huge red kiss mark on the nape of his neck. Akihito knew that if he removed the white shirt and black singlet, he'd find similar markings all over his body.

Akihito cursed his own stupidity again. He should have realized what the older man was trying to do when he fucked him last night. He should have felt that the slight sting all over his body when the yakuza marked him with kiss marks. Instead he behaved like a wanton boy in heat, moaning and begging Asami to pound into him harder, faster.

What was he going to do now? Damn it. He had to be at the onsen, which meant he was supposed to jump into the pool naked with his friends, drink sake and talk rubbish. Now that there are hickeys all over his body, Akihito didn't think he'd want to risk the exposure and have questions bombarded at him later.

He wasn't stupid. When he woke up an hour ago and noticed marks all over his body, he knew that bastard lover of his had planned it all along. The hickeys were left on visible places on purpose, a clear indication to potential suitors that Takaba Akihito was someone else's property.

What a disgrace, Akihito scolded himself silently as he pressed the kiss mark on the nape of his neck. The hickey felt oddly nice when he touched it and – Stop it, Takaba Akihito!

"Takaba sama, do you need a band aid for that?"

Embarrassed, the photographer quickly covered his hickey. "No."

What difference would it make? Akihito leaned against the back seat as the limousine pulled into Kou's apartment. Covering that one hickey as opposed to the rest he had on his body wouldn't help at all – he still couldn't take off his clothes in front of everyone.

Still cursing Asami mentally, Akihito pulled out his black diamond studded phone and texted Kou, informing the raven haired boy that he had reached the apartment.

"Toru, did the bastard order you to prepare a car upon our arrival at Fukouka?"

His guard had no problems identifying whom his master was referring to. "Yes, Takaba sama."

Akihito leaned forward. "Don't tell me it's the limo."

"No, Takaba sama. For your safety, we have decided that we'll be using the SUV. The car is bullet proof and tested for safety."

"Bullet proof? What are we, some sort of endangered animals?" Akihito grumbled. "I only need to deliver the agreement to Haru-nii," he said as he patted the backpack containing the proposal.

"Your safety is our main concern, Takaba sama," Ando spoke from the driver's seat.

Toru nodded his head in agreement. "I suggested that we use the black SUV instead of the limousine. Asami sama has also approved the plan."

Akihito watched Kou and Takato walked down the short flight of stairs from their second floor apartment to the limousine. "I supposed it's better than arriving at Haru-nii's company in the limousine," he commented just as Toru stepped out to open the door for his friends.

"Akihito!" Takato greeted as he entered the car, followed by Kou.

"You really came in the limousine," Kou commented. "Takato and I were just discussing if you would come in the limo and you did."

Akihito shifted to allow more room for his friends. "It wasn't my choice and I had no time to argue since I was running late."

"You are loved by Asami san," Kou said as he placed a hand on Akihito's shoulder.

"Sh—shut up."

"But that's the truth, isn't it?" Takato asked. "He has two guards protecting you, bought you expensive gifts and allowed you to use his private plane to Fukouka."

Akihito's face went redder by the second. "I didn't demand for those! I was preparing to go to Fukouka with you guys by bus when Toru dropped the bomb and –," Akihito trailed off, noticed something was amiss. "—Wait a minute. How did Asami know about the reunion? I didn't tell him!"

His friends looked at each other before scratching their heads guiltily. "Er – here's the thing, Akihito. We sorta mentioned it when we were in his office."

The photographer looked at his friends, eyes narrowed into slits.

"I swear it wasn't intentional! We must have let it slipped during the confrontation," Takato explained defensively.

Never a person to stay mad at someone for long, Akihito shrugged his shoulders. "Well, no point harping on it now. Damage has been done."

"It's not so bad actually. At least we don't have to sit a fourteen hour bus ride to Fukouka. Just imagining it makes my butt hurts." Kou made a face, remembering the ordeal when he last travelled back to Fukouka.

Akihito couldn't agree more. Whilst he wasn't happy that Asami had interfered in his plans, he was secretly glad that he didn't have to endure the journey back home in a cramped vehicle. He remembered taking the bus to Fukouka and he wasn't about to lie – it was one of the worst experiences ever.

"Oh yeah, glasses boy class president sent me another card," Takato trailed off, his hands jammed into the backpack, rummaging it before pulling out a fancy ivory card.

"Why did he send you a second invitation?" Akihito asked as he took the offered card.

"Apparently, they changed the location to somewhere more posh."

Kou whistled. "Does that mean that we have to pay more?"

"Nope."

"Where's the place?" Akihito asked as he flipped the card to the back.

"You'll never guess. Kurokawa Onsen!" Takato said excitedly.

"WHAT?" Akihito yelled, shocking his friends.

"Akihito, you all right?" Kou asked. "Don't worry. The place is not within our budget but glasses boy class president said that we don't have to fork out extras for the stay."

**continued from the unfinished chapter**

It wasn't the extra cash that Akihito was worried about. Kurokawa Onsen was a birthday gift from Asami and with the entire entourage staying at the inn; he needed to come out with various excuses about how the inn came into his possession.

Akihito supposed he could ask the staff to mask his identity but he was fairly certain Asami would purposely make things complicated for him. That jerk, he enjoyed watching me squirm.

Shit.

He had to come out with a plan. What was he going to do? Cancel the trip?

No.

Akihito shook his head. Kou and Takato were looking forward to the trip and he could imagine their disappointment if he backed out. Besides, the transportation and ground arrangements had been made.

"Akihito? Are you all right?"

The photographer pinched the bridge of his nose. He really hated how things were going but he hadn't had a choice. There was no way he could do this on his own. He needed allies.

"Kou, Takato. I need to tell you something."

Confused with Akihito's seriousness, the boys looked at each other nervously before looking at Akihito again.

"What is it? Are you unwell or did you miss your deadline or something?" Kou placed a hand on Akihito's forehead to check his temperature.

"No, I have a bigger problem." Akihito pushed Kou's hand away. "I need you to help me."

"What's wrong?"

"This isn't going to be easy," Akihito grumbled. "Kurokawa Onsen belongs to me."

The worried looks on his friends became confused before shock took over.

"Akihito, did you just say the Kurokawa Onsen is yours?" Kou asked, flabbergasted.

Akihito nodded. "I'm serious."

"You're saying that the luxurious Kurokawa Onsen, the same onsen we used to dream of going back in our school days – THAT onsen is yours?" Takato asked, still unable to believe his ears.

Again, the photographer nodded and this time both boys had their jaws dropped.

"Wow," was all Takato managed to say after a short pause.

"Asami san bought it for you?" Kou asked.

"On my birthday," Akihito said and watched his friends' jaws dropped another centimeter.

"That's your birthday present? Shit, both of us were wrong, Kou." Takato looked at the dark haired boy before turning their attention to Akihito. "We sorta made bets about your presents. Kou said you'd get some fancy jewelries and I bet on cameras," Takato explained.

Score for Takato because Asami actually bought a camera shop for him as a white day gift. But he wasn't going to tell Kou and Takato that.

Concentrating on more pressing matters at hand, Akihito pressed both palms together and pleaded. "Please, guys. Help me."

"How exactly do you want us to help?"

"Hide my identity. Don't let the other guys know that the inn belongs to me."

It was Takato who got confused. "What does it matter? Why do you want to hide it so much?"

Akihito gave his friends an exasperated look. "How the hell am I going to explain where I get the money to buy the onsen?"

"What about Asami san bought it for me as a birthday gift?" Kou joked and immediately held his hands up. "Just kidding, Akihito," he said when he noticed the photographer glaring at him.

"Well, it shouldn't be a problem," Takato said confidently. "What do you want us to do?"

Akihito opened his mouth to answer but he was interrupted when Toru announced that they had reached the airport.

"We'll discuss in the plane," Akihito mumbled and climbed out of the limousine.

As expected, Asami had a few men on standby in the private parking bay. A guard bowed at them before sliding into the driver seat, ready to drive the vehicle back to the penthouse. Another two guards came forward, carrying the boys' backpacks before leading the way.

No matter how many times Akihito had travelled with Asami in his private plane; he couldn't get used to the star treatment at the immigration check points. With four guards escorting them inside, Akihito didn't blame the people for gossiping.

Kou and Takato, who had not even had the opportunity to travel in an airplane before, looked bewildered throughout the entire process. It wasn't until they reached Asami's private plane that their eyes widened and jaws dropped.

He understood his friends' reactions all too well. He was as equally as shock when he entered the plane for the first time. The Boeing 777, custom made according to Asami's preference, boasted four different segments. The front segment had comfortable seats with buckles for take-off and landing purposes. Asami had the company install a freaking office in the second segment of the plane. Adjacent to it was what Akihito referred to as the living room since it resembled the one in Asami's penthouse. And finally, there was the bedroom at the rear.

"Woah, you travel in this?" Takato moved around the plane, taking his time to study the décor.

Kou draped an arm around Akihito. "Aki-chan, I have to say this again. You are loved by Asami san."

"Stop calling me that," the photographer muttered, slapping Kou's hands away. "Feel free to sit wherever. But don't sit on the first two chairs at the front. Those are Asami's."

And mine.

His friends didn't seem to mind the odd requests and happily sat where Toru directed them. Once the plane took off, Akihito brought Kou and Takato to the back where they could sit on the couch.

"This is awesome, Akihito. If commercial airline flew like this, our butts wouldn't have to suffer."

"I wonder how much does this plane cost," Kou commented as he took a sip of his strawberry milkshake.

Akihito shrugged his shoulders before looking at Toru. His personal guard, whom Akihito referred as the walking encyclopedia, obviously did not disappoint. The guard named an amount that made all three boys cringed.

"Seriously?"

"Yes, Takaba sama. Asami sama acquired this a year ago. The previous model has been sold for an undisclosed amount," the guard replied as he took his seat across Akihito.

Akihito wanted to make a rude sarcastic comment about Asami but he thought it would be best that he didn't expose too many things about the yakuza to his best friends.

Some comments are better kept secret.

"Look guys, about the help I asked earlier –"

"What about it?"

"Help me hide from the others that I'm the owner."

Kou looked at Takato before looking back at Akihito. "We don't mind doing that, Akihito, but there goes my chance of rubbing it in Minami's face."

"Minami?"

"Minami Nubou – the rich egotistical, narcissistic guy in our class, remember? He used to gloat that his dad owns a textile factory or something." Kou made an annoyed face. "Decent looks; irritating personality."

"And he used to be jealous of you, Akihito."

That had Akihito's attention. "Me?" He pointed a fore finger at himself.

Takato slurped the rest of his milkshake. "You probably didn't notice but he was jealous that you had more friends than he does. And he was sour that you received more chocolates on Valentines."

Kou stood up and marveled at the hi-fi system in the plane. "Except money, you have better package. That was the only edge he had against you and he showed it off whenever he could. Remember how he used to flaunt his stuff? It was damn annoying." Kou sat on the couch again. "Now that you're richer, Takato and I were looking forward for you to rub the fact in his face."

Akihito remembered Minami now. He had been a pain in the ass for as long as Akihito could remember. With the amount of cash he received from his father as pocket money, Minami was able to spend it on distasteful clothes he proudly labelled as fashion. And for some reason Akihito couldn't comprehend, Minami disliked him.

As much as Akihito would love to see Minami's defeated looks, he wasn't ready to disclose his relationship with Asami. "Sorry guys, not this time. We'll think of something to get back at him."

Kou winked at Akihito. "Definitely."

Relieved that he managed to get his friends on his side, Akihito turned to Toru and Ando. "Since you guys will be tagging along, do me a favor – stay away from our reunion party. You can stay in the onsen, but check in as guests and pretend that we don't know each other."

Ando was the first to protest. "But Takaba sama –"

"— I know you have orders but this is my high school reunion. It'd be weird for me to bring friends," Akihito interrupted, looked at his guards before continuing, "And with the tight security around the onsen, I don't think anything could happen to us."

"Takaba sama, we can never be too sure about –," Ando trailed off when his senior raised his hand to stop him.

"Takaba sama is right," Toru said, "Suoh san had the location checked. There shouldn't be a problem.

"Asami changed the location of our reunion to Kurokawa Onsen so that he could control the situation," Akihito said confidently and watched his guards' reactions in amusement. While Toru remained impassive, Ando looked genuinely surprised with his deduction. "I know Asami was behind this because no way glasses boy class president could get us rooms at a premium onsen without additional costs."

"Serious?" Kou asked.

"I've been with him long enough to know how his sleazy brain works."

"I'm impressed with your deductions, Takaba sama." Toru bowed. "We will make arrangements to fulfil your requests but –," the lanky guard's tone became serious, "—we have orders to follow. You do not leave our sight."

"Deal."

Xx Business as Usual xX

It was close to noon when they landed at Fukouka International Airport. Kou and Takato once again, tried their hardest not to be impressed with the star treatment they were receiving. Express immigration check, zero waiting for baggage, three black SUVs and four guards waiting at the entrance wasn't something Kou and Takato were accustomed to.

"Akihito, I have to say something," Takato muttered as they stood in front of the black SUV. "The experience was great but it can be tiring getting stared at all the time."

The photographer looked around, understood all too well what the light haired boy meant. Already, a few people were staring. "I'm glad you finally understood, pal."

"Takaba sama, Ando and I will take you to Haruhito san's office. Meanwhile, Hajime can take your friends home," Toru explained, gesturing at a man in suit.

The man could easily intimidate anyone with his towering height alone. He looked rather menacing as he walked over but his brown eyes softened when he reached Akihito. "Takaba sama," he greeted politely before turning to Toru. "Toru san, it's an honor to work with you."

Hajime's eye actually sparkled a little when he spoke to Toru. Toru's fan, Akihito thought and focused on his friends again.

"See you tomorrow guys, remember our deal."

"We'll help you to keep your little secret," Kou reassured, smacking Akihito's shoulder lightly before hopping into the black SUV with Takato.

He watched Hajime and another guard he didn't recognize drove his friends off. He climbed into Asami's bullet proof SUV. "Toru, do you know where Haru-nii's office is?"

"I haven't been there but I know it's not far from your parents' home." Toru said, programming the location on the in-build navigation system.

"Does Haru-nii know we're dropping by?"

"I don't think so. Kirishima san didn't indicate that he has informed Haruhito san about your visit."

It made sense that Haruhito didn't expect his arrival because if he knew, Akihito had no doubt that his brother would be camping at the arrival hall to meet him.

Unzipping his back pack, Akihito took out a folder bearing the contract between Marukoshi, The Fixer and Asahi Brewery. He skimmed through it, checking the terms and conditions and although he couldn't grasp the contents entirely, he had no doubts that everything was in order. The contract meant a lot to Haruhito. It was a big project and the success could secure a higher position for his brother.

"Takaba sama, we have arrived at Asahi Brewery," Ando announced from the driver seat.

Akihito looked at the huge building in front of him. Asahi Brewery sat majestically on a huge land overlooking Mount Aso. Two huge rectangular building stood back to back. The front, Akihito remembered his brother explained; served as the main office while the larger building at the back was the factory.

As Ando slid the SUV at the front entrance, Toru opened the door for Akihito. The photographer took one look at the posh building, back at his own attire and groaned. He wore his standard photographer uniform – jeans paired with black singlet and shirt. Casual, unprofessional and not look an inch of a successful businessman.

No point regretting this now. The photographer thought as he walked into the grand foyer. He headed straight to the receptionist who had just finished transferring a call. She looked up, arched her perfectly trimmed eyebrow and asked in a very condescending manner. "Can I help you?"

"I'm here to see Takaba Haruhito."

"Do you have an appointment scheduled?" The lady asked, checking her notes.

"No, but this is important."

Her eyebrow twitched irritably. "I'm sorry; Senior Manager Takaba Haruhito is an extremely busy man. Please make an appointment."

Seriously riled, Akihito was about to retort when Toru stepped forward. He retrieved a card from his pocket and slid to the receptionist.

"Our director is an extremely busy man. I'd appreciate you get Takaba san for us immediately."

The lady took one look at the card and went bright red. If she was curious about the similarity of the surname, she didn't show. She immediately pressed a button that connected her to the office.

"Ah, Miyuki. The chairman of Marukoshi and The Fixer is here to see Manager Takaba. He's waiting at the lobby."

While Akihito waited for Miyuki to convey the message, he looked at the card Toru had presented. The elegant black card bore his name and designation in gold lettering, with the premises' logo on the top. His private number wasn't listed, only email address and an office phone number he that was certain linked directly to Ogawa, Kirishima's assistant at Sion.

"Manager Takaba will be down in a minute," the receptionist announced politely.

Akihito wasn't sure why he didn't just call his brother and save the trouble of going neck to neck with the receptionist at the lobby. His mind wandered to the reunion dinner tomorrow night, nearly groaning with frustration. The manager of the onsen had to be briefed before the dinner.

And then there's the kiss marks all over his body. Now he had to think of another batch of excuses why he won't be getting in the pond with the others. He supposed Kou and Takato would understand but it was still mortifying to showcase the hickeys to them.

Damn him. If he hadn't changed the location, I wouldn't be in so much trouble.

"Akihito!" a voice unmistakably his brother called from the other end of the foyer.

As Haruhito walked towards them, Akihito noticed the female employees had broken into whispers while male employees looked at him in admiration and respect. His brother wore a dark blue business suit matched with a tie of a similar color. Hair combed back for a more professional look, Haruhito looked perfectly groomed and every inch of a senior manager.

"Akihito," he repeated and grinned.

"Haru-nii," Akihito greeted and watched the receptionist's face go pale.

Too focused in Akihito to notice others, Haruhito led them up to his office and signaled his secretary for coffee. His brother's office looked very much like his room. Uncluttered, organized, simple. The table was full of documents but they were stacked neatly by the side and a few personal photographs Akihito recognized as their family photos stood next to the computer.

"Akihito, you should have called me if you're coming! I could have waited for you at the airport."

Precisely why I didn't want to tell you, Haru-nii.

"It was a last minute thing. I'm attending a reunion dinner tomorrow night at the onsen. Kou and Takato came back with me too."

Haruhito glanced at Toru, then back at his brother again. "Where's Asami?"

"Tokyo," the photographer paused, unzipping his bag pack to retrieve the document. "Here."

"What's this?" Haruhito opened the envelope and began to read through it. A moment of silence passed before his eyes widened. He looked up at Akihito again. "This is – this is—"

"The contract between Marukoshi, The Fixer and Asahi Brewery," Akihito finished for his brother.

"Asami sama requested Takaba sama to pass this to you," Toru commented. "As the contract stipulated, you have a fortnight to consider. If you wish to accept the terms and conditions, your CEO may sign at the bottom of the last page. You have to co-sign the documents too, Takaba san."

"Just wait till the president hears about this!" Haruhito said excitedly. In euphoria, he pulled Akihito up from his seat and gave the younger Takaba a bear hug. "Thanks, Aki chan."

"Don't call me Aki chan," Akihito managed to complain. Still grinning, Haruhito pulled back and offered his hand. "We look forward working with your company."

Akihito took his brother's hand for a firm hand shake. "Likewise, oniisan."

A discreet knock came in and Haruhito's secretary popped in to remind him of an urgent meeting.

"Shit, I forgot about it," Haruhito said, glancing at his wrist watch before moving to gather a few sheets of papers on his desk. "It's about Marukoshi project. The General Manager is looking for opportunities to grill my ass for my failure in obtaining the proposal. But with this–," he grinned, waving the folders that Akihito gave him moments ago. "—he's going to be disappointed."

"Then go kick his ass, Haru-nii."

"You bet," the older Takaba grinned, moving to the door. "I'll meet you at home later, Akihito. Tell kaa-san we're eating out; my treat."

Xx Business as Usual xX

The next day.

Akihito arrived at the onsen two hours earlier with Takato and Kou on purpose. He had Toru parked the SUV at a parking spot and after making sure that none of his high school friends were around, he exited the car.

"Remember guys, I need you to act normal. The manager has been briefed and she will acknowledge me as a guest rather than her employer. As far as everyone is concerned, the onsen belongs to Asami."

"Leave it to us, Akihito." Kou gave a thumb up. "Takato and I can handle it."

Takato swung his back pack behind his shoulder to stare at the luxurious onsen. "With a place like this, I don't think I can even remember my own name after an hour."

Akihito grinned as he walked inside the onsen. The manager was already waiting for their arrival. Tsukino Ayame, a lady in her early forties was hired to replace the previous manager. He learned that her predecessor was sacked by Asami for his incompetence after the last meeting.

Tsukino was a small, petite woman with soft brown hair tied into a bun to match her red flowery kimono. The obi behind her back was subtly tied, an indication of her status as a married woman. Tsukino Ayame represented how a perfect lady should be: elegant, well-spoken and beautiful.

"Takaba sama," she bowed as she greeted. "Your belongings will be moved to your private villa at the Atari. Your guests are located on your left."

It was one of the things Akihito was forced to agree on. Sharing the villa with his friends sounded ideal for a fun night out but he was once again reminded of the hickeys on his body. With the amount of teasing he'd be receiving, getting naked with his best buds suddenly didn't sound appealing anymore.

Tsukino led Kou and Takato to their villa and Akihito watched in amusement as his friends behaved like overexcited highs school students on their first overnight trip. He left them in their room exploring and went to his private villa.

Apart from the new bed linens and coffee table, nothing much had changed since Akihito's last visit. Toru opened the sliding door that led to the private outdoor bath. The photographer stepped outside and took a moment to stare at the mountains. Surrounded by a beautiful private outdoor bath and breath-taking scenery, Akihito felt tranquil for the first time in many years.

Asami was right to change the location of the onsen. Looks like I owe it to the bastard, he thought before going back inside to prepare for the night.

Xx Business as Usual xX

Back in Tokyo, a certain businessman checked the final report on the desk, signed and passed it back to his secretary.

"Kirishima, any urgent reports that I need to look at?"

The bespectacled man accepted the signed document before passing another folder to his boss. "This is the last document, Asami sama."

Asami accepted the documents without complaints. Flipping it open, his golden eyes scanned through the sales report from the Sales Department. He checked the graphs, satisfied that it was moving steadily upwards. He initialed his name and returned the document to Kirishima. "Has the firearm shipment arrived at Mexico?"

"Yes, sir." Kirishima replied as he double checked the documents to make sure that his boss had signed all the necessary pages. "I received a call from our men that it arrived three hours ago. Payment is cleared."

Asami nodded. He took a cigarette from his Dunhill pack, placed it between his lips. His dutiful secretary stepped forward, lit the stick before slipping the lighter back into his dress pants.

"Akihito's location?"

"Toru reported that Takaba sama has checked into Kurokawa Onsen an hour ago," Kirishima passed Asami his tablet, displaying Toru's brief report sent via email.

Asami scanned through the mail. Toru's reports had always been meticulous. It didn't matter how brief or lengthy the reports were, the guard made sure to include all necessary information, including the little feud between Minami and Akihito.

Interesting. It might be worth to take a short trip to Fukouka just to see this Minami for himself. He pushed the suggestion away quickly. Even if he could, flying to another city just to satisfy his curiosity was absurd. As long as Minami didn't overstep his boundaries, Asami would leave him alone.

"Sir?"

Asami looked sideways at his secretary.

"We received a call from Asahi brewery. They are extremely pleased that we're offering them the contract and requested for a meeting with Takaba sama as soon as possible to discuss some terms."

Just when Asami decided that he wouldn't travel to Fukouka, the meeting request came in.

Perfect. The yakuza smirked. "Kirishima, set up a meeting with them in Fukouka. And get the pilot to U-turn back to Tokyo. We'll leave in a few hours."

Xx Business as Usual xX

Minami turned out to be a bigger asshole than he was in the high school. He grew slightly taller than his five feet seven inches, his black hair dyed into a copper brown shade to match the color of his eyes. He looked toned and lean, evident that he put his gym membership into good use. As he walked into Kurokawa Onsen in his designer shirt and pants ensemble, he smirked; suggesting to Akihito that he was probably looking down on Akihito's casual jeans and shirt.

Akihito didn't give a damn about what he wore or how other people looked at him, but Kou and Takato did. They were so pissed off at Minami that they wanted desperately to get back at him. if Akihito didn't stop them on time, they would have blurted out the fact that Akihito was far richer than he was.

Toru and Ando kept to their words. They sat quietly in a corner, eating sashimi, all the while keeping a look out on Akihito. Toru was certainly more believable in playing tourist, mainly due to his ability to remain stoic. Ando on the other hand, had to be reminded by his partner to be more discreet in working undercover.

Akihito turned his attention back to Akemi, the high school class assistant. A pretty girl with long wavy hair, Akemi used to be every hot blooded male student's dream. She had the package – looks, body, brains; and graduated with top grades and scholarships to the prestigious Osaka University. The last Akihito heard from Akemi, she was already working in a top accounting firm in Osaka.

"So, what have you been up to?"

Akihito smiled, sipping his rice wine. "Nothing much, I've been doing photography ever since I've graduated."

Akemi returned Akihito's smile. "You never changed. You were more interested in your camera than anything else."

Adjusting the sleeve of his navy blue yukata, Akihito poured Akemi a fresh cup of sake. "It's the only thing I wanted to do."

Akemi brushed her fingers along Akihito's hands on purpose as she smiled warmly at the photographer. :

From the corner of his eye, Akihito noticed Toru's well trained eyes on him. To avoid any unnecessary confrontation, the photographer removed his hands politely, in pretense of pouring more sake into his own cup. Beautiful as Akemi was, Akihito wasn't interested. Maybe, if Asami hadn't barged into his life.

She didn't seem to notice and continued leaning over suggestively, pressing her well-endowed breast on Akihito's arms before looping her hands around it. She bent forward slightly, revealing her cleavage through her light pink yukata.

Ah crap, Akihito thought when Ando stood up from his seat. He made unsuccessful attempts to free himself from Akemi's clutches and thought that he should tell her off when Minami plopped next to him. Akemi withdrew her hands reluctantly and Ando sat down again.

"So Takaba, I haven't seen you for some time. You still look –," Minami halted, scanning Akihito from top to bottom, " – the same. Don't you feel tired of your looks and appearance?"

Seated across them, Kou and Takato stopped talking and turned their attention towards Minami.

Akihito looked at his own blue yukata. "I don't feel there's anything wrong."

"I was referring to the clothes you wore just now when I met you at the entrance of the onsen." Minami's lips curled in disdain. "Jeans and shirt, those are high school kids' wear."

Akihito caught a smug condescension in Minami's eyes. "I don't care, I wear what I like," Akihito said coolly, earning thumbs up from Kou and Takato.

Faint irritation passed over Minami's face when he realized that Akihito wasn't reacting to the way he wanted. Smirking again, he changed his tactics. "What is it that you do again, Takaba? Photographer? It's high time that you stop taking unprofitable jobs. He pushed his sleeves up, showing off his gold watch. "Aim high like me, Takaba and you can earn one of these soon," he said again, waving the watch in front of Akihito.

When Akihito said nothing, Minami took the opportunity to continue. "But I think you have to work hard for it, considering your dad's not the owner of a factory," Minami laughed, looking at Kou and Takato on purpose.

Akihito slammed the chopsticks on the table, infuriated. From the corner of his eye, Akihito noticed his guards' gaze fixed on him. He couldn't give a damn; they were the least of his concerns.

"Who the hell do you –," he started and his phone rang.

Hell of a timing, Akihito cursed, recognizing the ring tone. He grabbed his phone on the tatami mat and swiped the green button to answer; unaware that Minami's eyes were fixed on his black diamond studded phone.

"Enjoying yourself?"

"It's was all right," Akihito answered none too enthusiastically.

"You don't sound like you are. Are you all right?"

Damn Asami for being so sharp. He exhaled, trying to control his temper. "Yeah, I'm just a little tipsy."

Asami remained silent and for a moment and Akihito started to wonder if the crime lord would believe him.

"You have low alcohol tolerance so refrain yourself from drinking too much."

"I can still chug down two bottles of sake," Akihito scoffed. Since the sleeves were in his way, he pushed them away to check the time. Minami's sharp eyes were now fixed on the custom-made watch. "Why are you so free? You're done conquering the universe?"

"I can take a break while doing that. Where are Toru and Ando?"

"They're around," Akihito answered, carefully avoiding answers that would reveal their identities.

"Good. Stay out of trouble, Akihito."

The call ended even before Akihito found something smart to retort. He hoped Asami wouldn't gate crash his reunion dinner. That wouldn't be possible, he told himself. Asami is in Tokyo right now and his plane is here in Fukouka. No way in hell that he's –

"HEY!" Akihito protested when Minami grabbed his hand.

"How did you get this?"

It took Akihito a full five seconds to understand that Minami was referring to his watch. "It's my birthday present."

Minami released Akihito's hands, threw his head back and laughed. "Even if you're poor, you shouldn't have worn counterfeit watches. You even went as far buying fake black diamond for your phone. It's distasteful!"

Kou apparently couldn't take it any further. Reaching his hands across, he grabbed Akihito's hand and forcefully removed the watch from the photographer's wrist.

"Kou, what the hell –" Akihito tried pulling his hand away from Kou's grip was firm.

"See it for yourself," Kou challenged, pushing the watch and phone to Minami's hands.

Minami took the watch, scrutinized it. He flipped to the back, then back at the front again. He replaced the watch, proceeded to do the same with the phone.

By now, most eyes were on Minami and Akihito, awaiting answers. By the time he finished his inspection, Minami had gone pale. He shifted in his seat uncomfortably.

"Well?" Kou challenged.

"Minami?" Akemi started questioning.

Shit. If Minami revealed the truth, Akihito had to come out with excuses how the branded items came into his possession. Perhaps he could lie but he couldn't bring himself to give Minami the pleasure of laughing at him.

How the hell do I get out of this?

His thoughts were disrupted when door to the dining room slide open. Asami Ryuichi, flanked by Kirishima, walked into the room in his three piece designer suit and a black tie Akihito recognized as the one he bought in Ginza. Sleek black hair combed all the way to the back, Asami's golden eyes caught Akihito's before his thin lips curved slightly.

As Akihito's friends turned quiet to stare at the impossibly good looking man, Toru and Ando quickly stood up from their seats and bowed. Tsukino Ayame came in moments later with two female staff in kimono and bowed deeply.

Minami took it as a chance to divert his friends' attention. "I bet you don't know who he is," Minami said, breaking the silence.

Takato slammed the chopsticks he was holding on the table. "You conceited prick. I bet you don't know –"

"Takato!" Akihito pleaded, and the boy remained silent again.

"Tell us, Minami," Akemi persuaded, placing both her elbows on the table.

Pleased that Akemi was finally noticing him, Minami smiled. "Asami Ryuichi; owner of the onsen. Do you guys want to know how Megane-kun managed to get this location without additional costs?"

Minami watched all his friends, except Akihito, nodded their heads eagerly.

"I had connections with Tsukino, the manager over there," he jerked a thumb.

You liar. The only thing Minami got right was Asami's name. Asami was definitely not the owner – well, technically he bought it but it was Akihito's name on the legal documents. And Akihito might not have known if Minami knew Tsukino but it was Asami who changed the location of the reunion dinner, not Minami.

"Minami, so do you know him?" A girl Akihito couldn't remember her name asked. She was referring to Asami.

Minami's gaze darted back at and forth between Asami and his friends. Kou and Takato, who been eagerly waiting for a chance to get back at Minami, smiled evilly.

"That's right, Minami. With your connections, you should know that man right?" Kou asked, swirling at his sake cup in amusement as he fixed his attention at Minami's nervous face.

Unwilling to lose, Minami grabbed Kou's sake and chugged it down. "Of course I know him! I met him a few times during company events. We even exchanged phone numbers."

"Introduce us to him," a girl in loose curled hair whispered.

The smile on Akihito's friends grew wider. "That's right, introduce us to him."

Minami spun his lies into a web so big that he couldn't seem to get out of it. While his high school friends awaited their answers, Kou and Takato looked amused with Minami's battle in getting out of the tight spot.

"Of – of course not, Hina chan," Minami stuttered, his eyes darted at Asami who were starting to walk towards their direction. "He's a busy man and –,"

"Takaba," the deep baritone voice Akihito recognized none other than his lover greeted.

Damn it, so much for being secretive.

"Asami san, what a pleasant surprise," he said although his tone indicate anything but.

Asami played along. "You didn't mention you were coming to Fukouka when I saw you two days ago."

Kou shifted a seat to his left, offering his legless chair to Asami. As Asami took his seat, Kirishima came forward with a new sake cup and passed it to his boss.

"I didn't think a high school reunion would interest you," the photographer said sarcastically.

Asami didn't seem to mind the sarcasm. "But of course, I would make proper arrangements with Tsukino san if I have known."

Minami overcame his initial shock and dared himself to ask. "Ta- Takaba you know Asami san?"

"He photographs for my events," Asami answered smoothly before taking a sip of his sake.

The crowd around the table broke into murmurs as Minami entered his second phase of shock. Kou and Takato grinned at Minami, obviously pleased with the boy's reactions. The men were in awe and admiration while the women swooned – literally.

"Takaba, why didn't you tell us that you know Asami san?" Akemi asked, earning nods from the rest.

It was Takato who answered. "Akihito is very modest, he's excellent but doesn't like showing off."

"He is," Asami agreed. "Not to mention Takaba produces great work and his extra services are very satisfying as well."

Asami was fortunate that Akihito wasn't drinking or he'd throw the cup on the yakuza's face. He understood all too well what Asami meant by extra services and they had nothing to do with his photography skills. He stood up, trying his very best to maintain his poker face.

"Asami san, can I speak with you privately?" He almost gritted the words out. "I'd like to discuss the shots I took at Club Sion."

The crime lord merely raised an eyebrow before standing up. "Of course," he said, fixing his coat. "Tsukino san, see that the bills for this table are waived." As the lady bowed, the entire table broke into applause.

Xx Business as Usual xX

Minami had never felt so humiliated in his entire life. To be ridiculed by his sworn enemy, Takaba Akihito was unforgivable. He always hated Takaba, how could he not? Since high school, Takaba had been an attention seeker. Minami couldn't understand why the girls preferred to hang out with Takaba instead of him. He was far better looking and richer than Takaba was. It wasn't Takaba who spent a good chunk of his monthly allowances to buy the girls drinks in cafes, he did!

Minami refused to use the word jealous because he simply wasn't. He knew he was superior in every way. So when he found out that the photographer RSVP-ed the invitation for the high school reunion, he was ecstatic. He wanted to show Takaba how much he had achieved for the past six years. Be it looks or wealth, Minami knew that there was no way he'd lose.

Takaba Akihito was exactly the same as how he remembered. Dirt poor, tasteless when it came to fashion and a camera freak. Minami made sure that Takaba sat at the far end of the table, yet he managed to get cozy with the goddess Akemi. Burned with jealousy, he sauntered over to them, with every intention of making the photographer looked pathetic in front of Akemi.

His plans were working well and he was having a fine time throwing sarcasm until Takaba's phone rang.

Minami knew a branded item when he sees one and Takaba's phone was one hell of an expensive phone. In fact, he read an article about the exclusive phone in the magazine two months ago. The price depended on the size of the diamond on the home button and the rock on Takaba's phone certainly looked sizable enough.

Then there was the watch. Three adjectives Mimani could use to summarize the watch: specially ordered, Swiss made and expensive.

No way could Takaba afford that. Last he heard from one of the guys, the small time photographer was living in a small, one room apartment. Even if he photographed for Asami Ryuichi, amounting his mass of wealth in a short period of time was impossible. That left Minami with one probability – the watch and phone were given to Takaba by Asami.

Asami Ryuichi.

Minami gritted his teeth. How did he know such an important man?

He wasn't about to lose. If that tiny photographer were able to rub shoulders with the rich and famous, so can he! And judging from Takaba's looks just now, it was clear to Minami that they knew each other well. He couldn't have found it from Asami's reactions. He was slick, calm and cool but Takaba's eyes actually twitched during the conversation earlier.

That caught Minami's attention. He wanted to know Takaba's relationship with Asami. He wanted to know how someone like Takaba Akihito managed to persuade Asami to give him the branded items.

And when I find out, Minami smirked; I'll use it to my advantage.

But first, Minami needed a plan. He needed to go after Takaba to gather more information. Stepping out without arousing the guards' attentions proved to be difficult. He tried standing up in pretense of stretching his body and immediately he felt three pairs of eyes pierced at him. The cool gaze that the lanky guard gave him was particularly uncomfortable.

So Minami resorted to playing drunk. He chatted with his friends, bottoms up a few glasses of sake before announcing that he was drunk and needed to retire for the night.

His plans worked. The bespectacled man who came in with Asami stayed back in the dining hall; too busy enjoying a cup of the finest sake with the other two others. He walked out, swayed a little on purpose but once he closed the sliding door, he became serious.

Honestly, Minami didn't know where to start. The ryokan wasn't exactly big but to find two men in the twenty odd private villas proved to be challenging but as luck would have it, Minami overheard hush voices coming from the President's office.

He crept closer, his heart hammering against his ribs as he neared the office. Minami heard Takaba's voice first. He nearly stopped, afraid that he had been discovered. After making sure that he was safe, he took a step closer and this time, he saw both Takaba and Asami through the gap of the unlocked door.

"Why did you come?" Takaba asked, infuriated. "And how did you come anyway? I thought the plane is here in Fukouka?"

Asami sat on the president's chair, elbows rested on arm rest. "I finished my business earlier and thought I'd come to keep you company," he said, smirking. "As to your other question, I flew here."

I was right! They knew each other! Minami congratulated himself.

"You took the commercial plane?" Takaba folded his hands across his chest and looked at Asami curiously.

"I took mine, Akihito."

Okay, both of them are close enough to be on first name basis.

"You had your pilot fly back to Tokyo to pick you up?" Takaba asked incredulously. "Are you crazy?"

Asami stood up, slowly walked towards Takaba. Gaze fixed on the boy, the businessman smirked. He tug at the photographer's arm, yanked him towards him and crushed their mouths together.

Minami's eyes widened. He managed to stop himself from gasping aloud by clamping a hand on his mouth.

What the fuck is going on? Are they playing some sort of a sick joke?

"A—SA – MI!" Minami heard Takaba saying as the photographer placed both hands on Asami's chest to push him away. Takaba continued to struggle before he finally gave in and the older man took the chance to hoist the boy up on the table.

"I came to fuck you, Akihito." Asami's voice was so low that it sounded like a growl.

Are they really going to – Minami hadn't even forming the question in his head when Asami's hands went to Takaba's yukata belt, loosening it. Embarrassed and realizing he had seen enough, Minami quietly crept away from the office and into his room. He sat cross legged on the tatami mat padded by a cushion and began to decipher what he had just witnessed.

Takaba is gay? With Asami Ryuichi?

And Minami found out that instead of shock, he was actually envious of Takaba's relationship with Asami. He couldn't imagine what sort of life Takaba was living as Asami Ryuichi's lover. The endless opportunities, wealth and status – it was everything Minami had ever wanted.

He wanted desperately to live a life like Takaba and he was willing to gamble everything to make that a reality.

Xx Business as Usual xX

Fifteen minutes earlier

"Kirishima san, subject has exited the dining hall," Toru spoke quietly, his eyes never left Minami. Beside him, Ando stood up, ready to follow Minami.

"Ando," Kirishima called and the younger guard sat again. "Asami sama ordered us not to follow him."

Both Ando and Toru's eyes stared at the closed door. "Why? From what we have heard from Takaba sama's friends, that Minami guy was very jealous of Takaba sama." Ando said.

Toru nodded his head in agreement. "Kirishima san, he was faking it. He wasn't even drunk. From the looks of it, I suspect he's going to follow Takaba sama."

"I suspected as much too. But we never questioned Asami sama's decisions." Kirishima said, sipping his sake. "Don't be too concerned, Ando kun," Kirishima added when he noticed Ando kept looking at the closed sliding door.

"But –,"

"Takaba sama is with Asami sama. He is safer than he is with us," Toru interrupted as he stood up and put on his coat.

"Despite so, you're still going after him?"

"I won't go against an order, Kirishima san. I just think it's wiser for us to find out what Minami is really after."

Impressed, Kirishima smirked. "Then, I supposed we should head out as well. You might need some assistance, Toru. I'll round up Suoh to join us."

Toru offered a small smile. "Thanks, Kirishima san."

Xx Business as Usual xX

The sex in his office was satisfying. Akihito's office, Asami corrected himself as he watched his lover curled up on the tatami mat, pillowed by an oversized cushion, asleep after two rounds of sex.

He hadn't planned to come but when Toru reported about Minami's little feud with Akihito, Asami thought it might be worthwhile to get his pilot to U-Turn back to Tokyo and send him to Fukouka to see for himself.

Minami proved to be everything Asami had imagined him to be. Cocky and arrogant, the same type he'd love to strip his pride bare, given the chance. Minami had decent looks, although it wasn't the type Asami would go for. He wasn't homosexual, Asami reminded himself. The only man he took to his bed was Akihito and he hadn't thought about other partners since.

No one had ever awakened his lust like Akihito did. His body reminded Asami of the highly addictive drugs stored in his warehouse. Lean muscles, smooth skin, fiery eyes and light silvery hair; Akihito's body was perfection.

Asami dressed silently before retrieving his phone on the desk to call Kirishima.

"Asami sama," the usual calm voice of his secretary greeted.

"I'm carrying Akihito back to the villa. Meet me there," he ordered.

"Understood."

Asami picked up Akihito's specially made yukata and draped it on Akihito's naked body. Picking him up, Asami opened a sliding door connecting to the private pathway. It led directly to Atari Villa so Asami wasn't too concerned about being seen. Exhausted from their previous activities, Akihito did not even stir when Asami placed him on the king size bed in the villa.

The yakuza walked out to the living room where his men were already waiting.

"What did Minami do after Akihito left?" Asami questioned as he sat cross legged on one of the legless chair.

Kirishima knelt down. "Asami sama, Minami walked out of the dining room shortly after Takaba sama left with you."

Asami's brows rose and Toru took that as a cue for him to talk. "Sir, for security purposes, I had Minami followed. He went searching for Takaba sama."

"Asami sama, it wasn't just that. Minami, we – we found him peeping at Takaba sama's office just now," Ando reported hesitantly as he looked at his boss's face for any signs of displeasure.

"How long was he standing at the door?" he asked coolly.

"Approximately seven minutes." Toru bowed before his employer. "Asami sama, I apologize. I advised Ando against interfering when we found him peeping."

The yakuza raised his hand and Toru stopped talking. "Let him see."

"Asami sama, what do you plan to do with Minami? Should I haul him to the office and –" Kirishima halted when Asami again, raised his hand.

"No, I predict he'll come and see me."

As the crime lord smirked, his best men were left staring at one another, puzzled.

Xx Business as Usual xX

Minami checked himself at the mirror one last time. After witnessing revelations on homosexual sex, he went back to his room to Google. It was disturbing, to the point of revolting but Minami finally got the basics.

He finger combed his hair, brushing his copper brown locks away from his face.

You can do this, Minami. He told himself.

Fixing his brand new black floral yukata in place, he walked out of his room. He checked his time. It was close to midnight, a rather safe time to roam around the inn without bumping into any of his friends. Most probably, they were all huddled in one villa, exchanging stories and drinking sake.

Minami walked around the inn carefully, looking for Asami Ryuichi. He didn't know where to start but he had a good idea that Asami would probably be in his office. He walked silently, careful to pay attention to anyone who might be following him.

Luck was definitely on his side. There was light in the office, indicating someone was inside. He moved closer and realized that the sliding door was left ajar. Minami peeped in again and was rather surprise to see that Asami was alone. The businessman sat on one of the legless chair on the tatami mats, reading documents on the table.

Minami stood up straight and took a deep breath. Minami, you can do this! Imagine all the wealth if you succeed!

But can you take it? Minami asked himself. You're about to offer your ass to another man.

He shook his head. If Takaba can do it, I can! Don't be a baby, Minami. Having sex with another man is no big deal," His mind argued silently. "Think of this as business, you'll get what you want after that. Think of Takaba's reaction when he finds out that you've been screwing with Asami.

With the photographer's shocking face in mind, Minami gathered his courage and raised his hand to knock at the door.

Xx Business as Usual xX

Asami bet himself three million yen that Minami would seek for him before midnight. He narrowly won the bet when he heard a knock on his door at five minutes before time up. He anticipated the visit and was looking forward to the moment where he could strip the boy's pride bare.

If Minami played blackmail, it was a bonus. He could always repeat the Ashida Itsuki session for Minami. The former photo journalist tried to blackmail Akihito with a few compromising shots of him in the warehouse. Ishida's blackmail plans backfired and he had Ando sliced Ishida's two forefingers off.

Closing the report that he had been reading, Asami stared at the door. "Enter."

The door slid open gracefully. "Asami san, my name is Minami." He bowed. "I'm Takaba Akihito's friend. May I speak with you for a minute?"

When Asami nodded, Minami walked in and closed the door behind him.

Nervous, Asami thought when the boy took his seat across him. He waited for Minami to speak but the boy merely stared blankly at the documents on the table.

"I'm a busy man, Minami. Let's not waste time," he said tersely.

"I – I'm here to offer you a proposition," Minami said finally.

The infamous eyebrow rose. "Proposition?"

As if he was gathering his courage, Minami closed his eyes for a while before opening them again. He flashed a smile. "Asami san, I know your relationship with Takaba."

"And?"

The icy cool tone unnerved Minami. He knew Asami wouldn't be easy but he didn't expect the businessman to be so intimidating.

"Aren't you worried that I'll tell everyone about your relationship?" Minami dared himself to ask.

Asami didn't look an inch worried. Smirking, he reached for his cup of sake and sipped it slowly. Taking his time, the yakuza placed ceramic cup on the table before looking at Minami.

"So, you want to blackmail me," Asami suggested mildly, his golden eyes stared hard at Minami.

The boy gulped. Gathering his courage, Minami offered a coy smile he often gave his female clients. "I've not gone so shallow as to blackmail someone, Asami san. As I said, I have a proposition to offer."

Piqued with interest, the crime lord retrieved a cigarette and placed it between his lips. "Let's hear it."

"What I want –" Minami dared moved forward, pushed the small table away so that he was only inches away from Asami. "—is something more long term."

"Money?" Asami asked as he took his first drag of smoke.

Minami melted his gaze on Asami. "I won't deny that money is part of it," he said in the same husky tone when he seduced women.

Asami took another drag, waiting for Minami to continue.

"I know you do men, and I believe that I can offer you exactly the same thing as Takaba did."

Asami caught Minami's roaming hands on his arm and pushed him away. The act had Minami falling a few step backwards but Minami wasn't about to give up. Like a cat, he crawled back to Asami.

"Asami san, I have what Akihito has. Maybe even better," Minami whispered, sitting suggestively in front of Asami. Sliding his hand into his yukata, he parted the cloth, revealing his well-toned chest and pert nipples. He licked a finger, trailed the wet finger around his nipple, slightly pinching it.

"Simply put, you're saying you want to take Akihito's position and be my lover?"

Minami flashed Asami his full wattage smile. "In a nutshell," he said and moved to play with his other nipple.

Power crazy, money grubbing, attention seeking whore; it was everything Asami loathed in a lover. He had far more of those before he met Akihito. Asami would play with Minami for a while and when the time is right, he'd enjoy showing bastards like Minami just exactly what he was capable of.

"You do realize the duty of being my lover," Asami said neutrally, although his temper was threading a thin ice. "You have to be fucked and I am a difficult man to satisfy."

Too focused on his motives to notice Asami's tone had changed, Minami continued to seduce Asami by undoing his yukata belt.

It took Asami's entire willpower not to reach for the gun in his shoulder harness and fire Minami point blank.

Patience and the prize will be twice more rewarding.

"I know." Minami offered a wicked smile. "And I think I would be able to satisfy you immensely. I haven't been used here before."

To prove his claims, Minami unrobed, went on all fours and offered his ass to Asami. His cheeks turned slightly red when he pushed his black thong down, parting the cheeks for the crime lord to inspect.

"Answer me, Minami kun. Are you competing with Akihito?"

With his ass high in the air, Minami let out a robust laugh. "It's only a competition to see who'll win."

He began to crawl towards Asami.

"Shall I service you right now, Asami sama?" Minami laid his hands lightly on Asami's belt.

That was the last straw. Nauseated, the crime lord took pushed Minami away. The boy fell on his back but before he could gather himself, Asami barked out, "Suoh!"

The guard appeared almost in an instant. Unfazed by the situation, he merely flipped Minami's naked body to his stomach and grabbed him on his neck, efficiently pinning him down.

Kirishima walked in moments later to pass his gun to Suoh. The bulky guard took it without questions and pointed the gun on Minami's head.

"Wh—what are you doing?"

"One thing you must know, Minami kun; is I dislike to be touched –" Asami accepted a cup of sake from Kirishima.

"But – but I thought you were –" Minami caught the sight of the gun behind his head. "Is that real?"

"Do you want to try it out?"

Minami trembled, shaking his head. "Please, no."

Asami stood up, took a step forward until he was standing next to Minami. Removing his own gun from the shoulder harness, he crouched before pointing it between Minami's eyes.

"You thought you had me wrapped in your fingers. And when I finally fucked you, you'd have all the wealth that you've always dreamt of?"

Minami shook violently. "No, I didn't mean that!"

"Don't lie," Asami warned. "I'm an impatient man, Minami kun; and I suggest you start telling the truth because I'll have my subordinate break every finger if you lied."

When Minami remained silent, Asami ordered, "Kirishima –,"

"NO!" Minami sobbed, "I'll tell you. Please!"

Asami held his hand and the secretary remained rooted in his spot. "Well?"

"I – I'm jealous of Takaba. He's dirt poor but people liked him! Girls flocked to his side, guys love hanging out with him," he paused for a while and looked at Asami. "But what about me? I was far wealthier than him, I was better looking and yet people preferred his company to mine! Just when I thought I've surpassed him, he came back with the grand prize!"

"Grand prize?"

Minami laughed bitterly. "You! He had the opportunities and money just because he whored himself to you – Ow!" he screamed when he felt his hair yanked up.

"Watch your tongue," Suoh warned before slamming Minami's head back to the ground.

"You wanted to win against Akihito so bad that you're willing to offer yourself to be my lover?"

"What did he have that I didn't?" he asked bitterly.

"A number of things," Asami replied, trailing his gun along Minami's spine, stopping just at the crack of his butt. "And Akihito did not – what was the word you use?" Asami released the safety catch. "—ah, whored. He didn't whore himself to me."

Minami heard the sound of the safety catch released and he was back trembling. His fear pleased Asami. "Now, what should I do with you?"

"Please, just let me go." Minami wept silently now.

Asami's eyes darkened. "Your little act cannot go unpunished," he said and nodded at Suoh to release Minami.

Kirishima picked up Minami's yukata and threw it at his face. "Cover yourself up."

Minami covered his nakedness and scrambled to his feet. His eyes widened when the crime lord pointed a gun at him.

"No," Minami's lips trembled when he said that. He fell back to his knees, knowing that his legs could no longer support his weight. He couldn't even find the energy to run if he wanted to.

The door slid opened just as Minami was about to give up, and a slightly puzzled Akihito stood at the door, accompanied by Toru and Ando.

"What the hell is going on here?"

"Just woke up, Akihito?" Asami asked casually, his gun still directed at Minami.

The photographer took one look at Minami's disheveled kimono, his slightly bruised left cheek and Akihito knew something serious had happened. "What did you do to him? And keep your gun!"

"Why don't you ask him what he tried to do?" Asami asked, softly enough for Minami to stand up and move a few step backwards.

Akihito turned to stare at Minami, awaiting answers. The once beautiful face was now marred with bruises, the copper brown hair Minami was so proud of damped of sweat. His huge eyes stared back and forth at Akihito and Asami's gun.

The photographer focused his attention at Asami again. Nothing has changed in his face, not even the smallest flicker to indicate that the crime lord was displeased but Akihito knew that under the calm demeanor, Asami was pissed royal. He wasn't a man who'd waved his gun for show; he meant to use it.

Akihito knew he had to do something before Asami ordered Suoh to beat the crap out of Minami or worse; have him killed.

"Suoh, teach him some manners," Asami ordered.

As the bulky guard moved to carry out his orders, Akihito halted Suoh by standing in between the bulky guard and Minami. He turned to look at the crime lord; his eyes fiery, demanding. "No, let me handle this."

The request drowned Asami's temper. Amused, he kept his gun and waved at Suoh, ordering him to stand back.

Akihito focused his attention on Minami. "What the hell happened here?"

When Minami continued to remain silent, Akihito said, "Look, I can't help you if you remain silent."

"I don't want your help!" Minami flung his arms away. Fear replaced by anger, Minami exploded. "Stop pretending, Akihito. Now that you won, go ahead and laugh at me."

"What –,"

"You got what you want; money, power, status."

"What are you talking about?" Akihito asked, confused.

Minami pointed to Asami. '"You're getting all from him in exchange of being his lover."

"I'm not –," Akihito tried denying but Minami interrupted him.

"— Spreading your legs for him aren't you? I saw him fucking you!" Minami sneered. "You're no better than a whore."

In a flash, Toru was next to Minami. He decked Minami with a jab, followed by a rear end choke. "Mind your words."

"Toru, release him!"

"Akihito, I suggest you do something quickly or I'll handle him myself," Asami warned, just as Toru released Minami.

Damn. He had to do something quick or Asami would order Toru to break Minami's neck. He wasn't about to repeat Ashida Itsuki's incident with Minami. Akihito heard no news about the camera man after the incident. He tried digging for information but the best he got was Ishida had resigned and transferred to a remote place. No one heard of him since.

Akihito had no doubts that Asami kept to his words. He spared Ishida's life but that didn't mean that he let Ishida off injury free.

That left Akihito without options. He turned to his guard, "Toru, throw him out of the inn."

"You – you can't do that!"

"He can," Kirishima corrected and the color on Minami's face ebbed. "This ryokan belongs to Takaba sama."

As color drained from Minami's face, Akihito ordered his guard, "Toru, get him out of here."

Before Asami gets his hands on him.

Toru actually smiled. "With pleasure, Takaba sama."

In one swift moment, Toru knocked Minami unconscious with an upper cut. The boy slumped backwards and Suoh managed to grab him before he fell on the ground. The guard carried Minami over his shoulders, bowed before his employer and left the room.

"Ando, go with Toru," Asami ordered and the young guard quickly ran out to carry out his orders.

Asami stood up and clapped his hands. "Well done."

"Yeah, it's better than you firing a gun on Minami's head," Akihito said before marching to his lover. "What happened just now? Why was he half naked?"

Asami escorted Akihito out of the office through the private walkway. They passed a small pond with colorful carps before reaching the rock garden. There, Asami led Akihito through the pathway and into the Atari villa through the back door.

"He tried offering himself to me." Asami said when they were left alone in the villa.

"Offer himself?" Akihito trailed behind his lover to the bedroom. "You mean like sex?"

"Yes." Asami removed his jacket and tie, tossed them carelessly on the bed.

"Why would he offer to – What are you doing?" Akihito asked, alarmed when Asami unbuckled his belt.

Without responding, Asami continued removing the remainder of his clothing, throwing them carelessly on the bed. Smirking at the boy's averted eyes and flushed face; the yakuza picked him up over his shoulder. He ignored Akihito's protests, carried him to the back where the outdoor private bath was located and threw him into the water.

Akihito yelped at the full blast of warm water. Like a kitten being dumped into the bathtub, Akihito tried scrambling out but Asami pulled him back, keeping the boy firmly beside him.

"Remove your clothes and put them aside," the yakuza commanded softly.

"You bastard, you could have asked me to join you instead of dunking me into the water!" Akihito said crossly as his hands went to untie the belt of his wet yukata.

He somehow had forgotten that he was covered in hickeys but he supposed it was far too late to feel embarrassed. He placed the wet garment next to the pool and settled in with Asami.

"You – you haven't answered me," Akihito diverted his topic when he realized Asami was looking at the hickeys on his body. "Why did Minami offer sex?"

Asami relaxed in the hot water by placing an arm around Akihito's shoulders. "He wanted to become my lover and thought that if he succeeded, he could get a fair share of my wealth. So he came to test the waters."

"And – was the water receptive?" Akihito asked carefully, all the while trying to remind himself that it wasn't jealousy that he had felt.

"No," Asami answered almost immediately, pleasing Akihito. He caught Akihito letting out a sigh of relief and smirked. "Jealous, Akihito?"

"Hah, why should I feel jealous?" Akihito crossed his arms across his chest, looking away. "You should have accepted his offer and I'd be free to date Akemi chan."

The golden eyes narrowed in displeasure. "I see." Gripping Akihito's chin, he forced the boy to look at him. "So, did Akemi-chan tested waters with you too?"

Akihito didn't dare to look at Asami's piercing eyes. The way Asami looked at him; the crime lord was ready to devour him any minute and it was even more mortifying to realize that Akihito wanted that to happen. Pushing the thoughts away, he slowly nodded.

"And –," Asami's voice was ice now, "—was the waters receptive?"

This time, Akihito matched Asami's penetrating eyes with his fiery hazel ones. "You think I'm attracted to her?" he asked, insulted.

The curve was back on Asami's lips as he relaxed. "No, because if I know by chance you are, I would have drowned her already."

"You serious?"

"No," the yakuza lied smoothly.

Possessive; but it thrilled Akihito to hear Asami's reply. Grinning, the boy slapped Asami's hand from his chin and relaxed in his lover's arms. "I delivered the contract to Haru-nii," he mumbled after a short pause.

"I gather he was pleased?"

"Yeah." Akihito smiled. "Thanks."

"For?"

"For making me deliver the contract to Haru-nii," Akihito mumbled, staring downwards. "I never really visited him at work so it's nice knowing what he does."

His gaze flickered at Asami's cock and quickly averted his eyes. He had seen it many times but every time he looked at it, there was a strong urge to wrap his hands around it, stroking it. Just the thought of it send blood rushing to his cock.

Shit, don't start getting an erection here, Akihito! He scolded himself. How is it even possible? You're in the hot water, for goodness sake!

As if Asami knew his desires, he cupped Akihito's chin, angled it slightly upwards and closed their mouths together.

"Stand up."

Akihito obliged. The older man grabbed him by the wrist, pulling him into the master bedroom. He pushed Akihito on the bed, not caring if their bodies were wet. As Akihito tumbled onto the bed, Asami loomed over his lover, trapping the boy between him and the bed.

"You know, aren't you like tired or something?"

Restraining Akihito's hands, Asami pushed them above his head. "Akihito, I came here to fuck you, remember? The office sex was just an entrée. It's time for the main course," he said, inserting a finger inside the boy.

"You're still warm and loose from the previous session." He watched Akihito's eyes went wild from desire and smiled. Removing his fingers, Asami spread his lover's legs wide and plunged deep into the boy.

Akihito cried out, but it wasn't the pain he felt. The pleasure was intense, electrifying and with every precise stroke, Akihito surrendered. As he battled to pull back his climax, Asami's clever hands sought his cook, stroking him.

He tried freeing his hands from Asami but the yakuza clung to his control and held onto Akihito's wrists firmly.

"You bastard!" Akihito hissed.

The yakuza drove deeper, harder into his young lover; his hands went to Akihito's hardened length, pleasuring him. When he sensed Akihito's control for climax was slipping, he cupped Akihito's face.

"Come, Akihito."

Akihito lost it at the command. He came hard, sobbing Asami's given name as he rode through it.

The sight of his lover aroused Asami. Releasing the boy's hands, he levered Akihito's hips high and thrust. With Akihito's cries echoing around the room, Asami emptied into his lover.

Xx Business as Usual xX

When Akihito woke up a few hours later, he realized that his head was on Asami's shoulder. Still feeling dazed and disorientated, the photographer tried to move, only to be stopped by his lover's firm grip on his shoulder.

"What time is it?" Akihito asked tiredly.

"Late."

"Damn, I missed my drinking session with the guys." Akihito yawned. "It's all your fault."

Asami pulled the boy back into his arms. "You can see them tomorrow before you leave."

Akihito didn't have the strength to argue. Settling comfortably into Asami's arms, he closed his eyes. "I supposed so," he mumbled and drifted off for a while. "Hey, Asami."

"What is it?"

"Minami's an asshole, but he's someone I know so –," Akihito yawned again. "—don't hurt him."

Asami tightened his arms around his lover. "So you don't mind if he tested waters on me again?"

"I'll drown him," Akihito mumbled, earning a smirk from the yakuza. "—and you, if you accept his invitation," he slurred before dozing off.

Well, that's fair, Asami thought as he took his phone beside him. He speed dialed Toru's number.

"It's me, let him go," he spoke quietly before replacing it on the futon.

Beside him, Akihito didn't stir. Asami didn't think his young lover could remember half the things he said just now in the morning.

It doesn't matter, Asami thought, closing his eyes.

Because Akihito belongs to me.

Xx Business as Usual xX

Omake – Part 1

Warnings: Contains violence

Minami Nubou sat on a single chair in one of Asami's many warehouses, his wrists and ankles bound tightly with cords.

Toru had intentionally used cords over ropes, knowing that if Minami tried to loosen his bonds, they would bit into his flesh.

Together with Ando, he watched the Minami's eyes fluttered for a few times as he struggled to stay focus. The lanky guard looked at his partner, nodding his head.

Ando went round the boy and yanked his head up by pulling his hair.

"How's the nap, Minami kun?"

The brown eyes widened in shock and pain. Then, fear took over and Minami began to tremble.

"You—you're Asami san's guards!"

Releasing Minami's hair, Ando moved to the front until he was inches from Minami's face. "No, we're Takaba sama's guards."

"Takaba?" Minami asked, confused. "As in Takaba Akihito?"

Toru's fist shot out at Minami's stomach, watched him coughed out droplets of blood. "Don't call his name so casually."

"I have to give you some credits," Ando grinned almost evilly as he plowed his fist into Minami's face. "You actually dare to offer yourself to Asami sama."

"I – I didn't know that lowly – TAKABA," he quickly corrected when Toru narrowed his eyes, "—is Asami san's lover!"

The lie earned Minami another blow from Toru. "You knew. You were watching Takaba sama all night long. You followed him to his office."

By now, blood dripped from Minami's nose and he began to sob from the pain. "I'm sorry, please don't hurt me. I promise I won't go near Takaba again."

"Toru san, how far did Asami sama want us to teach his narcissist a lesson?" Ando cracked his knuckles as he moved a step nearer to the boy.

"A broken bone or two should suffice," Toru said emotionlessly.

Minami's eyes bulged in fear as he shook his head. "No, please – please!"

Just as Ando was about to carry out his orders, Toru's phone signaled an incoming call.

"Ando, hold on," he ordered before taking the call.

"It's me. Let him go."

"Understood," Toru replied before ending the call. "Asami sama said to let him go."

Ando was quick to protest. "Toru san, but we just got started!"

Toru moved behind Minami, cut the cords loose. The boy fell onto his knees, massaging his sore wrists. "Thank – thank you."

Ando looked at Minami in disgust. "What if he tells everyone about Takaba sama's relationship with Asami sama?"

"I won't, I swear I'll keep it to myself!" Minami pleaded.

Toru crouched down in front of Minami. Retrieving his gun, he shoved the gun beneath Minami's chin. His dark eyes went still and cold. "If you hurt Takaba sama in any way, we'll hunt you down."

Ando grabbed Minami's yukata, yanked him forward. "And when we do, we'll kill you and dump your body in the sea."

"Do you understand?" Toru asked.

Minami managed to bob his head but Ando slapped him.

"Louder, we can't hear you!"

"Yes!" Minami all but screamed the word out.

Knowing that they had completed the task, Toru gestured Ando to move out of the warehouse, leaving behind a sobbing Minami.

Xx Business as Usual xX

Omake – Part 2 – Kurokawa Onsen

Back at the onsen, Kirishima and Suoh were waiting for them to return.

"So, how did it go? Did that Minami guy scream when you break his bones?" Suoh asked when they sat around the small table in the villa.

"Asami sama said to let him go," Ando replied.

Kirishima looked up from his sake cup, surprised. "Asami sama said that?"

Toru nodded. "I think Takaba sama persuaded the boss to let Minami go."

Suoh passed a cup of sake to Toru. "And Asami sama actually agreed?"

"It wouldn't be the first time. Remember Ishida Atsuki? Takaba sama pleaded for him too." Toru mumbled his thanks when Suoh passed him a cup of sake.

"He did?"

Toru nodded at the bulky guard. "I was there when Takaba sama pleaded the boss not to kill Ishida."

Kirishima pushed his spectacles up. "I have my doubts when Asami sama didn't kill Ishida. It isn't the boss's nature to spare someone like Ishida, especially what he did to Takaba sama."

"What surprises me was the boss actually acquiesced to Takaba sama's requests –," the bulky guard trailed off.

The secretary looked at his long-time partner and friend. "Why do you look so worried?"

Suoh downed his cup of sake. "We already know that Takaba sama means a lot to the boss. What if our enemies get their hands on the young boss and use him against Asami sama? It'll mark the downfall of Asami sama and Sion."

The question had everyone stunned. As they sat around the small table, thinking about the question that Suoh posed, Toru drank his cup of sake and stared at his friends.

"We'll just have to make sure it doesn't happen."

"But Toru san, what if Takaba sama leaves Asami sama? That could –,"

Toru stared at Ando, his dark eyes cool and calm. "We'll make sure it doesn't happen too."

The simplicity of the answer made Kirishima smile. "Toru's right. We just have to take preventive measures."

The secretary raised his ceramic sake cup, prompting others to do the same. "To Asami sama."

Suoh grinned. "To Sion."

Ando raised his cup. "To Takaba sama."

Toru thought for a moment before looking at the three men in front of him. "To us."

The four toasted and drank.

Business as Usual Chapter 29 - Owari

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A/N: I hope this chapter is acceptable. Writing after a long period of absence was extremely challenging and I got stuck countless of times while writing. In Minami's POV, I use Takaba instead of Akihito. I thought it'd be weird for Minami to call Akihito his first name since they're not that close.

A/N 2: The Owari scenes are requests from Rein. She wanted me to write either Owari 1 or 2 but I thought I'd write both. ^^

A/N 3: I haven't figured out what to write for the next chapter so it might take me a while to update. Sorry!

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