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Takaba was standing at the window of the penthouse looking down at the city lights below. It wasn’t usual that he’d re-live his memories when he was boy, after all, that seems like such a long, long time ago. When he was only six years old, he and two of his childhood friends, Kou and Takato, walked by a shrine that was rumored to be haunted by demons. It wasn’t that he wants to see the demon, he only wants to prove that the rumor wasn’t true. Kou didn’t want to go and Takato was that one who said he saw it. That same afternoon, Takaba went alone with a baseball bat. The shrine has an eerie feel to it, like someone was watching him, staring at him when he wasn’t looking. He gripped the baseball bat in his right hand and his left hand on his chest while he slowly walked and looked around. There wasn’t a soul in the shrine that he can see. “Ha ha! There’s nothing here. Kou, the scaredy-cat was too scared to come. Makes me laugh.” He was about to turn back to go home when he saw a body lying down at the side of the shrine. A cor—corpse! His knees were trembling but he had to see. He slowly peeked at the man’s face and he was mesmerized. Here’s a man peacefully sleeping with such a serene face. That’s not the demon. He’s definitely the guardian of this shrine! Takaba reached into his pockets and placed all the candies he has beside the guardian as an apology for sneaking around. He quickly ran down the stairs of the shrine to meet his friends at the foot of the stairs. “How did it go Akihito? Was something there?” Kou asked quickly, his voice slightly shaking. “There was--- There really was!” Takaba shouted excitedly while trying to catch his breath. “A Demon?!” Kou and Takato both exclaimed. “No! There was no mistaking it! It’s the protector of the shrine! He was so beautiful!” Takaba recounted what he saw, how he gave the guardian all his snacks as offering as they all walked home. The next day, when they passed by the shrine again, Takaba asked his friends to wait for him as he climbs the stairs one by one. Hurrying to the top thinking he might be able to get a glimpse of the protector of the shrine. He ran to the side of the shrine but the guardian was not there. But so are the snacks! Takaba was very much delighted that the beautiful spirit took his offering. He quickly placed the candies at the same spot he left them yesterday and ran down the stairs to his friends. When he went back the next day to check if it was still there, he was disappointed to see that his offerings were untouched. He’s not one to easily give up though. Everyday he came by the shrine and placed more and more snacks until it was almost a pile. He knew the guardian might not take them but it’s not too bad to hope. Takaba was hoping if he showed the guardian his dedication and drop by everyday, he might see him again. It’s weekend tomorrow, he might not be able to make it. He has to help his mother with the chores around the house. I’m sorry, I’ll come by again! He bowed and ran down the stairs not looking back. He woke up earlier that morning and passed by the shrine on his way to his school and to his surprise and utter delight, all his offerings have been accepted! His eyes shone with new found dedication and he keeps coming back, leaving candies, again and again and again. After 3 weeks, the offering has become a huge pile of snacks but it seems like the guardian was not coming back. After that afternoon, he didn’t return again. Takaba let out a sigh refocusing his gaze at the city lights below him. “He was so beautiful.” Takaba said under his breath. Remembering makes him wonder where he is now. He couldn’t recall his features but all he knows was that in that moment, he was mesmerized and so heart broken. That might be his first love, he thought. “Who’s beautiful?” Came a deep voice behind him, so close, so very close. Powerful arms caged him against the glass preventing him from escaping. Takaba can feel the strong chest pressing at his back, holding him in place. Shit! Did he hear me?! Takaba’s eyes widened in realization. Asami wasn’t a man who’d wait for an explanation, he’d demand it. Takaba quickly turned and pushed his back on the glass window facing Asami head on. He looked him at the eyes and said, “The guardian of the shrine. I meet him when I was young.” Please forget I said he’s beautiful. Plea— “And he’s beautiful?” Asami raised his right eyebrow while slightly titling his head to the left, obviously trying to make sense of what he’s hearing. “Well, I don't—don’t really remember what he looks like. I was really young then.” Takaba was looking anywhere but at Asami. Asami was intrigued. It wasn’t often that Akihito talks about his past or his childhood. He knew he could easily have that investigated but pushing Akihito and watching him squirm was so much better than reading a report. “And what did I say about you mentioning another man in my presence? You know this will not end well.” With Asami mildly gripping on Takaba’s chin, he forced their eyes to meet. “It doesn’t matter if I do mention him.” Takaba was getting annoyed, this routine was getting tiring. He glared, looking directly at Asami’s eyes now. “Why is that?” Asami’s movement was quiet, letting his eyes show how amused he was. “Because he is not human, therefore, does not count. Besides that was a long time ago.” Takaba was trying to free his chin until Asami let go of him but still remaining caged by Asami. Takaba sighed again, thinking how to surprise Asami and find a time to escape. He pulled out the candy he was toying with in his pocket. “Here. It’s yours now since he’s not here.” Takaba said as he handed the candy to Asami. “Huh.” Asami stared at the candy in deep thought and said “Is this like a metaphor of you giving your heart to me since he is not here anymore as you said?” He was looking at Akihito with such mirth in his eyes “Wha—Where did that even come from?” Takaba turned a shade of red sputtering upon realizing the implication of what he just did. “You know what, whatever you like. I’m starving! I’ll heat up dinner, you shower or whatever.” Words pouring out as he quickly escaped to the kitchen. Still standing at the same spot, Asami was looking at the candy thinking he might not need that investigation after all.
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Asami is a pretty hands-on man. He is used to doing business himself and even now, he personally handles difficult clients and sensitive dealings. As much as he likes steering the negotiations to his favor, he could still say that his favorite would be doing interrogations. This is definitely something he’s looking forward to. Asami finishes his shower. He is now wearing casual shirt and pants sitting down opposite to Takaba eating their dinner in silence. Takaba is almost inhaling his meal in hopes of running away from Asami. He knows the man doesn’t give up on anything. He’s probably thinking on how to drive him to a corner but that won’t happen cause he’s going to eat faster than – “Which shrine did you say it was?” Asami carefully places his chopsticks on the table while looking at the younger man. “Will you just drop it.” Takaba couldn’t help but roll his eyes “It was a long time ago. I told you it doesn’t matter.” “Then just answer the question, or did you forget that too? Or was there something you’re trying to hide?” With a glint in Asami’s eyes and a slight curve to his lips, he continues taunting Akihito. “Like what, a secret affair with a spirit behind your back? Yeah right.” Takaba stands up with his dishes and walks to the sink. He hates being questioned and doubted but he hates seeing Asami have fun on his behalf even more. He focuses on washing his dishes ignoring the other man. “You consider this an exclusive relationship then?” Asami follows Akihito, he presses himself against the smaller man’s back, grips his hip with his left hand while snaking his right hand up inside Akihito’s shirt, touching his chest. “Relationship” Takaba mumbles almost folding in on himself with embarrassment, both the tips of his ears turning red. “What do you think bastard?” Asami’s arms wraps around his waist and hugs him tightly against his chest. Amused, he starts peppering Akihito’s neck with gentle kisses which only made Akihito laugh. Now that the mood has lightened, the cunning man makes his move. In Asami Ryuichi’s line of work, a man has to be very careful with his movements, his words and his tells. Keep all the good cards and guard them close. Observe the enemy for weaknesses and find a chink in their armor. Wait patiently until their guard is down and then, it’s time to attack. And attack he did. Asami grabs Akihito by his waist and lifted him up on his shoulder. Takaba instantly begins trashing his arms and legs the moment it sinks in that Asami is carrying him. “Put me down! I can walk! Asami!” Akihito shouts as he punches Asami’s back not so gently but the older man only laughs silently in response while walking to their bedroom. “I’ll put you down once you calm down.” Akihito stops struggling momentarily which made Asami laugh again silently as he gently dropped the younger man at the middle of their bed. Akihito knows what’s coming next. They’ve done this hundreds of times but the excitement never wears off. On his back, propping himself up on his elbows he looks up at his partner. With one knee at the foot of the bed, Asami removes his shirt with one smooth move, grabbing from the waist and yanking it over his head, landing somewhere on the floor. His piercing golden eyes focuses at his prey under him intensely. Sensing the rising tension around Asami, Takaba naturally tries to get away slowly. As if trying not to incite the beast more than he already has, he starts backing slowly to the head of their bed. Never breaking their eye contact, Asami braces himself on his hands and knees and follows Akihito, crawling up his body, not letting the younger man get away. Asami pounces the moment Akihito tries to get up and run away. He cages Akihito under him with both his arms on either side of the younger man’s head and dives in for a passionate kiss full of controlled desire that was threatening to break. Akihito moans and opens his mouth meeting Asami’s tongue with his as he winds his arms around his partner's strong neck. Asami didn’t waste time in removing Akihito’s shirt followed by his pants and underwear while continuing the kiss. Akihito’s hand tugs at his pants trying to get it off. Now both naked, Asami rolls his hips, grinding his cock against Akihito’s. He hooks both of Akihito’s legs around his waist and lifted him by his ass. He lubes his right hand’s index and middle fingers and impatiently pushed them up Akihito’s ass, curling and scissoring them that leaves the younger man gasping for breath, pupils blown black and shuddering all over while trying to get to Asami as close as he can. “Yeah” Takaba moans “come on, now, Asami” Asami holds the trembling boy below him as his cock slowly entered Akihito’s ass. Asami sucks in a breath as he is seated to the hilt while the younger man releases the breath he was holding in. Resting his forehead against his lover’s, Asami gazed at the hazel eyes under him and pressed his lips against Akihito’s, urgency now gone. They lick and gently bite at the other’s lips gaining heat every time their lips touch. A moan escapes Akihito’s lips as Asami starts moving, thrusting his cock in an out, rough and fast while their kisses becomes fiery and filthy. The younger man couldn’t help but gasp into his partner’s mouth every time Asami fucks him deep inside. Asami started jerking him as Akihito was lost in passion, his grip steadily weakening around Asami's neck as his eyes grew heavy lidded. “The name of the shrine.” Asami slows down, gripping Akihito’s left thigh still fucking into him steady and easy. “Ha—what—“ Takaba asks confused at the sudden change of pace. “The shrine, where was it?” Akihito’s breath hitches as Asami’s right fist grips around the base of his cock. “Oh come on! Asami! This is not the time---ahhh!” The older man tightens his grip as Akihito lets out a unsteady breath. “I’d say it’s the perfect time, don’t you think? You’ll get what you want when I get mine. Now, the answer.” Asami’s piercing golden eyes stares down intensely into his partner’s. “Nnnghh—Please! I don’t remember---“ Akihito tries grinding down but couldn’t find the leverage. “It was near my school, I walk by it everyday” “What school?” Still continuing on his slow pace driving the younger man crazy. “Yato. It was near Yato. Please Asami” Nearly begging, Akihito pulls Asami down with his arms around the older man’s neck. “Very well.” Asami adjusted his hold, both hands on either thigh of his boy and shoves his cock hard into Akihito asshole, harder and faster, fucking him and kissing him, ruthlessly stealing his lover’s breath. He continued his brutal pace while fisting Akihito’s cock in time with his thrusts. He felt Akihito’s ass tightens against his cock as the younger man shuddered and climaxed, and he too came inside his partner. Both clean and thoroughly tired, Takaba rests his head on Asami’s shoulder, curling into the older man. “What’s the big deal about that shrine anyway?” He sighs as his hand softly maps Asami’s chest “I refuse to be less than your everything Akihito.” Asami tips Akihito’s chin up and kisses him “You are mine.” “I know.” Takaba gently pats Asami’s cheek and kissed him tenderly on the lips.
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Kirishima drives smoothly along the roads of Tokyo. His job as the second-in-command, secretary, personal assistant, chauffeur and bodyguard of the most dangerous man in Japan, despite sounding a mouthful, is quite boring and routine on most days. And while that may be the case, he’s always on high alert. The situation can always change in a drop of a pin. The secretary just wishes today is a peaceful day. He can see his boss at the backseat of the black limousine via the rearview mirror, wearing his three piece suit, lighting a cigarette obviously deep in thought. Unbeknownst to Kirishima, his day is about to get interesting. Asami is still thinking of his next move. He’s curious why this one small thing keeps bothering him. It wasn’t a big deal but he hasn’t seen Akihito stare at a distance like that and he rarely tells him about his childhood. Would it be worth it to ask Akihito’s two friends? But there’s no fun in that. There’s a chance they would tell Akihito about it too. He wants to know about the nostalgia in Akihito’s voice when he was speaking about that shrine guardian. Tch Asami clicks his tongue. It catches Kirishima’s attention, he glances at his boss through the car’s rearview mirror. “Kirishima, do you know a Yato elementary school at Nakano, specifically a shrine near it?” Asami asks staring at a candy as he twirls it in his left hand slowly, taking a slow drag of his cigarette. “A shrine at Nakano, yes I remember that place, of course.” Kirishima turns his eyes back to the road. That came out of nowhere, don’t tell me— he thought before hurriedly adding “Asami-sama, please tell me you’re not thinking of disappearing again.” “Whatever do you mean?” Asami raises one of his eyebrows as golden eyes meets his secretary’s eyes through the mirror. “If it was a shrine at that area, of course I would remember. I almost got maimed because I couldn’t find you the whole day.” “Ah—“ his boss answers, voice flat but not unkind “Yes, Asami-sama. It was that day” Kirishima tries to clear his throat Asami turns to look outside the window “No wonder I buried it in the back of my mind.” “May I ask why you were asking about it?” Kirishima grips the steering wheel a little tighter. “Akihito mentioned it” Asami takes another drag of his cigarette, letting his mind wander what to do next, signaling the end of the conversation. Ah, it’s one of those days— He can already tell it’s gonna be a long day. ———- As soon as his boss enters his office, Kirishima sends a message to Suoh to watch their boss and Takaba closely today. It might be nothing but it’s better to be alert and cautious. When it comes to the couple, they all know it can go from 0 to 100 in a second. ———- Kirishima adjusts his glasses before pushing the door to his boss’s office. He has been expecting this call since they arrived hours ago. Asami is holding a report but obviously not paying attention to it. The other reports are neatly placed on the desk but it’s clear that no work is being done and probably no work will be done until whatever’s going on is solved. “You called for me sir?” He asks the moment the door closes completely. “Cancel all appointments later. I’ll be leaving early today.” Asami places the report on top of the other papers, just staring at them, deep in thought. “Sir, if you don’t mind me asking, is this about the shrine?” Kirishima knows it’s bound to come up one way or another. Asami hums before answering “It’s nothing really, but it’s where you found my ID that time right?” “Yes, it took me about three days to go back there and I almost missed it cause it was covered in snacks and candies for some reason.” The secretary shrugs. They already talked about this some years back when his boss returned to Japan. “And the week after that I left Japan.” Golden eyes lifts from the papers to the man standing in his office “That’s right, you left Japan, sir.” And that answer seems to cement Asami’s suspicions. “Get the car ready.” Asami orders as he dials one of Akihito’s bodyguards to ask where his lover is. He can’t risk him running away if he knows Asami’s coming to pick him up. “Yes sir.” His secretary bows and turns to leave the office. ———— Takaba is walking around the shopping district, having no pressing matters to attend to. He’s planning to eat lunch at his favorite restaurant when a familiar black car slows down next to him. The heavily tinted window rolls down and he sees a handsome face he knows very well. “You’re out early today. Somewhere to be?” He bends a little to look at the other man as the car stops. “No, and you?” The man in the car answers, looking back at Takaba “Just getting lunch, come with?” Stepping back as he opens the door for the dark haired man to step outside the car. They walk side by side towards the restaurant Takaba frequents. The young man knows something was up. Asami doesn’t usually follow him at noon, much less eat at a restaurant that’s not fancy or upscale in any way. He wants to ask but stops himself. Sooner or later Asami will tell him. As they sit at a corner booth, he waits. The photographer ordered for the two of them, a light japanese style lunch and desert for himself. And waits The food arrived and they eat in silence while he glances at Asami once in a while. The food is gone and still— He waits “Let’s go.” Asami stands up and walks to the counter to pay. “Hey! I’m supposed to pay!” Having been caught off guard, he immediately stands after he realizes the older man was paying but by then Asami has already paid their meal. He stares to appreciate the older man’s back as he follows him out of the restaurant wondering where he’s leading them to after this. They walk a few meters and stop in front of Asami’s car. Kirishima opens the door as the two of them approaches. “Get in.” The older man places his hand at Takaba’s lower back as he guides him to go inside the car “Where are we going?” The photographer asks as he moves to sit at the other end of the seat to make space for the other man. “You’ll see.” The door gently closes and the car starts moving. Takaba crosses his arms, looking outside the window as he sinks in his seat as he relaxes. It’s quiet but it’s not uncomfortable. It’s been this way for a while now. Being with Asami has become very comfortable that he knows in his heart wherever it is they’re going, it’ll be alright. After a few moment, the scenery changes and Takaba notices how familiar the place is. He quickly shoots a surprised look at Asami’s direction but doesn’t say a word. The car slows down at the foot of a stairs that leads to a shrine. Takaba stares at Asami, eyes widening in realization, mouth opening to ask but he doesn’t even know where to start. “We’re here.” The dark haired man gets out of the car as his secretary opens the door and holds his hand out for Takaba. “How did you even know it’s this one? It could be any other shrines here.” He takes the older man’s hand as he steps out of the car, still in disbelief. “Ask Kirishima, he said he almost got maimed until he found me here” They started walking towards the stairs, holding hands. Eh? Takaba let’s out a confused sound “No really, how did you know?” “I was to be sent outside Japan when I was graduating high school. I didn’t want to listen to them so I skipped.” Asami lets go of Takaba’s hand and walks up the stairs knowing his younger lover will follow him. “You studied around here?” Takaba walks behind the older man as he stares at Asami’s strong back, noticing how the muscles under his pristine three piece suit shifts. “No, this place is a bit farther where I studied, that’s why I chose this place. It was windy and I fell asleep while reading a book.” The black haired man chuckles under his breath as he recalls how bored he must’ve been to fall asleep unguarded in some shrine. “And—“ Takaba is slowly catching up with what’s going on as Asami continues to talk but it’s not registering at all. How is this possible— what even is this situation “And I woke up with a bunch of snacks beside me” They walk silently after that. Letting the words sink in, just feeling the wind as they reach the top of the stairs. Asami stops in front of the hall of worship, at the small corner Takaba remembers seeing the shrine guardian years ago, and turns to face his younger lover. “You’re just making that up, there’s no way that would’ve been you.” Takaba teases his lover as he observes his face, from his well defined jaw, to his lips and finally landing to piercing golden eyes, already looking back at his hazel ones. “Aside from the candy, there was also a box of matcha pocky. It was the only thing I ate.” A small smile slowly forms on Asami’s lips “This is crazy—“ Takaba laughs quietly as he shakes his head in disbelief “Do you think I’m lying?” Not one to beat around the bush, the older man directly asks, voice low but patient “Not at all.” The photographer jumps a little to quickly disagree. There was never a time when he thought Asami was trying to fool him. A smile is slowly creeping on Takaba’s face, as if he’s trying to push it down but failing. His eyes shines as he looks at Asami. “You look relieved. You’re not disappointed your shrine guardian is actually just an ordinary man?” Asami places his hands on either side of Takaba’s waist, slowly moving downwards as he pulls the smaller man closer. “There’s nothing ordinary about you.” Lost in thought, Takaba smiles as he plays with Asami’s suit lapels, straightening it “You would know” Asami smirks as he grabs Takaba’s ass in both hands as the he pulls his younger lover’s hips closer, groins flushed together. Takaba’s hand immediately clutches at the older man’s chest by reflex, the lapels he just straightened now scrunched in his fists. “Asami! We’re in a shrine!” Takaba’s eyes widens in shock as he admonishes the other man. He playfully hits Asami’s chest as he pushes him away. He was unsuccessful as the older man has already anticipated his response. “I’d like to receive my candy now” Asami kept his hands on his lover’s hips as he smirks at the younger man, eyes shining in mirth, but his hands feels warm and Takaba is melting. What are the chances that just yesterday he was thinking of how that shrine guarding was doing, if he’ll ever see him again, if maybe he’s his first love— That stops his thoughts in its tracks. “Show me your hand.” The photographer says as hazel and golden eyes meet, hair obstructs his view momentarily as the wind sweeps his hair across his face but his stare never wavered. Will never waver away from this man, his man. Asami lifted his hand and tucks stray blonde hair behind Takaba’s ear then he shows him his hand, palm facing upwards. “Here” Takaba drops the candy in his lover’s hand. A hand that has killed and hurt an unknown amount of people. Dripping in blood of his enemies but strong, so very strong, and still appears dainty to the photographer. Talk about rose-tinted glasses “To my shrine guardian, I hope you’ll accept all of my offerings this time” He watches as Asami closes his hand around the candy. “It’s not about whether I’ll accept it or not. Anything that is yours is mine, because you are mine Akihito. We might not have remembered our encounter years ago, but it still leads us to each other— It’s fate.” Asami unwraps the candy and puts it in his mouth. He takes Takaba’s hand in his, holding it firmly. “You’re always over the top. Can’t you just say thanks for once?” Takaba rolled his eyes fondly as he grips Asami’s hand lightly in return. His other hand resting on Asami’s cheek, thumb tracing his lover’s lower lip. Asami slowly pulls Takaba towards him, setting his young lover’s arms around his waist as he places a soft kiss at the younger man’s neck before pressing his face at Takaba’s neck, engulfing his lover in a warm embrace. Letting out a breath and a whisper that sounds a lot like love—
“Akihito”
Takaba Akihito, a regular person who likes to mess around, proud and brave, but in the face of such honesty, his heart almost couldn’t take it. He hears it clearly, sweet and delicate. As he wraps his arms around Asami Ryuichi’s waist tightly, this man who’s larger than life, who holds his heart tenderly, he hopes he always would keep him, praying he’ll never let go. In a way, it’s like he’s offering himself to him.
Ah— my first love, my darling love.