Title: Perfect Maid (9/?)
Series: Viewfinder
Pairing: Asami x Akihito
Rating: NC-17
Theme: Akihito's running late for work. Fan Fiction.
Summary: A chance encounter led Akihito to an adventure of a lifetime.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Characters belong to Yamane-sensei.. Based on the novel of Viewfinder.
Inside Club Sion.
As a soft ding of the elevator was heard, everyone's eyes were fixated on their target. Of course anyone whom also had heard the commotion earlier couldn't help but join with the crew at sneakily looking at the yakuza that had slowly exited the door and gracefully walked towards the back door of the club.
Most were seriously relieved to see the stoic owner was back to his old self again with a touch me not expression. Since almost everybody had been feeling slightly nervous for the past few hours, and some were even slightly apprehensive at the different mood that the powerful man had exhibited early this morning.
And after their boss disappeared from view, they couldn't help but let out a deep sigh of relief that nothing major had struck that would put the temporary fragile peace to break down and might trigger the yakuza from becoming one of that angry beast that loves to feast on the blood of his enemies. Hence, they were very thankful that Asami was back to his old self again. Not that they were happy with their boss' usual self that much, but it was better than the stranger that they had seen a few hours earlier.
Nevertheless, only some of the more observant staff had noticed that there was definitely some signs that something was really off with the hard man despite the air of cold front he was showing on his face. Hoping that everything won't turn out horribly bad soon for someone or turn Japan into blood field war zone.
Although, everyone had completely missed the evil grin that had began to spread wide in the well suited man's mouth who had exited the popular club. Things were certainly is going to become interesting and lively pretty soon.
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Meanwhile a few floors above the club, after staring numbly at his boss' quick departure on the elevator, the grumpy man wearing glasses proceeded inside the abandoned room and picked up the unfinished folder left opened atop the executive table. While seated at the vacant desk of his boss he had immediately started his long grueling task of sorting and piling document of folders one after another.
In the past, whenever his boss asked him to work overtime he usually had no complaints. Most times he would even voluntarily help his boss on half of the work laying at the man's desk. And if the other had too much work it would be beyond impossible for only one person to accomplish it quickly before another pile of workload has begun to arrive.
However, as he had predicted a few days earlier this certain incident will occur. Because usually his boss traps himself with intricate work and was too busy to think of time off to himself, let alone converse, and privately held a few insightful well-timed jokes.
It was a bit unnerving. Surely, after working for a long time with his boss, the man had never been that expressive. Sure, the man was full of surprises, but never had it been complimentary to his welfare. Asami_sama taking some time to actually ask him about his partner was a new experience for him.
In the past whenever he mentioned of meeting someone, Asami_sama would always tell him to proceed even at the cost of eating lunch or dinner would have to come by later, and completely forgo those and let themselves be entirely swamped on the task that they were doing at the time since business always does comes up first.
Aside from him working toxic and impossible tasks, Kirishima understand that his boss had no inclination of stopping or even having a vacation. So, whatever is happening now is surely affecting his boss enough for the man to suddenly become less uninvolved with everything he had been doing since the man had first started his ascension to the underworld.
Definitely, it really was something to become worrisome and for his instinct to go on high alert for anything that might happen. It was his task to protect his boss from the fallout and dangers such as his enemies getting wound up on the sudden loss of interest of the man who is literally holding the center stage of everything in Japan.
And if the president is absent, wolves will begin their descent. Later, he will have to talk to Suoh-san about their boss' new found interest. His main concern now was this someone is having a very different effects on Asami_sama. Just thinking about that brat is giving him a major headache already.
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They watched him in silence.
Akihito could feel those hard questioning stares all day long.
After his rather embarassing ordeal in the bathroom, the mixed feeling of hate and naked vulnerability of his emotions had somehow made him slightly stumble down upon exiting outside his bathroom doorway while cursing silently at his stupidity.
Eventually, he tried to calm himself and bravely face his inquisitors, er, visitors.
He told them the partial truth of his unexpected outing from yesterday. Telling them that he got drunk last night courtesy of his affluent and generous boss.
Affluent and generous, oh hell yeah!
Damn, but that pervert had indeed been extravagant from the free expensive gifts (from an exclusive store only rich people can afford to shop) to which he had suddenly acquired on his 'date' with his boss, which Kou couldn't help but get envious of, whining how lucky he was for getting those great treats.
Also, the delicious meals he had ecstatically gorged on without reservation at a fine restaurant (which Takato couldn't help but drool upon hearing since he too is a snake pit just like Akihito was), and down to the exclusive invitation to free drinks at the elite's posh 'membership only' club.
After Akihito was done with his tale, he told them that his employer was just feeling generous so he did all that to him.
When his two buddies asked for a more detailed information about his employer and ask him what sort of work he has, he told them that he was clueless on his employer's personal identity. And when asked that how come he didn't know that when he'd been working for a few days now with the rich man?
Akihito just told them he only works for the man, what his employer does for a living is not his business but that of the man. Takato did agree that Akihito is right. However, since appeasing their other friend's curiosity is a hard thing to do so rumoring the whiny man turned kid was all they can do.
Admittedly Akihito was feeling depressed, not only did he mess up again completing his assignment with the paper but to not go to his day job as well today with the excuse of being still feeling hangover while his friends was busy eyeing him with a bit of concern.
Now that he had slightly appease them with facts regarding the matter of his personal affairs. Best friends tell their friends their affairs right? Specially if the said 'BFF's' is generally concerned for your well-being and took their time to personally visit you in your house, who also has a duplicate key to you apartment and happened to be your childhood friends since before kindergarten.
So he was basically trap at his own home with two mother hen complex buddies. Joy!
Suddenly his thoughts were temporarily averted to the image of the man with golden eyes wearing a bright apron. For some reason, his fascination with the man from yesterday is getting ridiculous. Annoying, but his thoughts always leads him back at his boss.
His long indrawn breath intake have alerted the two 'voyeur' to come a bit closer to him. A bit of concern and puzzlement at Akihito's odd behaviour sketched on their faces. Furious with himself, Akihito was ready to deny anything was wrong with him if both of his friends asks if he was alright, when the sudden loud buzzing of his doorbell was heard inside.
"I'll get it, go ahead and rest a bit Aki," Takato sighed and said softly.
Restless and uneasy, but not able to say why. Akihito obeyed and slowly laid down on the bed.
Kou had remained standing on his bedroom doorway, although partially curious as to who was at the door but looking after Aki was a top priority for him.
Akihito's eyes was about to close but widened when HE appeared.
The unexpected visitor strides in the room like he owned the small apartment Akihito was renting.
The man looked as always refreshed and as handsome as sin.
He also looked quintessentially at home on his apartment even with the overprized jeans and t-shirt he was sporting. And his boss wearing anything but suits with silk ties was more of the man's style he could sense that about him. Seeing him now and without was somewhat odd despite having only met the man once.
Asami oozed with arrogance and power that the three males inside the apartment was held down from speech.
Akihito and Asami continued to stare lustfully after each other completely unaware of the others in the room. However, it did not escape Takato and Kou some sort of undercurrents between the newly arrived man from their friend.
Akihito swallowed desperately and opened his mouth to say something to defuse the air of tense silence hovering between the men in the room.
Asami raised his eyebrows and then chuckled. "Well, aren't you happy to see me, my pet?"
Akihito colored and glared. "I don't... I mean I..." He bit his lip. "Look," He finally said in a low voice to match the strained expression in his eyes, "for whatever reason you are here, I mean I'm not feeling well as you can see. I'm not ready to work today..."
"Stop. If your worried about your job, I'm not here to fire you. Seeing that you weren't at my house, I came here to check on you, to see if you're alright."
"Seriously, you two can chat all day and have eyes at each other, but Aki could you please first introduce him to us," Kou said.
Akihito groaned and closed his eyes, and when he felt his mouth on him he didn't hesitate to put his arms around the man's neck and draw the intoxicating man closer.
Kissing him was exquisite, as Akihito's vision begun to slowly sink and soon darkness surrounds him once more.
"He's my treasure and mine. I'm his lover. Well soon to be anyway. Who the hell are you two?" Asami replied with possessiveness, after the boy had loss consciousness.
Still not looking at the two dumstruck males, he slowly lifted his hands and gently caress Akihito's cheeks while bending down to the sleeping male and softly whispered on his pet's ear, "Sleep tight, love."
End chapter.
A/N: Sorry for the delay. My brother came home last friday from his training and borrowed my laptop for a few days. Also, my throat's been hurting for 3 days now, so I wasn't able to write anything much sooner.
Hmm, I probably don't say this enough, but thank you everyone for all your wonderful reviews. I enjoyed reading all the reviews I've gotten since I had first started writing, from the simple feedback that tells me that someone like my fics and had enjoyed the story, and down to the speculative ones that loves to ask me something. So, thank you everyone. You guys are great!
And for my sweetheart Tim, who supports me every time.~♥
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