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Warnings: non-con, dub con, mention of abuse, violence, character death and Language
"And this affects me how?" Asami asked the business man currently sitting before him in his office, looking for all the world like he wish he was a magician so he could disappear.
"A…Asami-sama, I had the money to pay you back, b…but I…" the man tried to explain.
"…chose not to adhere to our contract of faith," Asami finished coolly. There was an underlying danger that came across clear in his voice when he spoke and he took pleasure in the way the once arrogant man before him cowered.
The businessman, Shinya Aoyama-san was a thirty year old executive of a very lucrative fortune 500 company in Tokyo, Japan. He was also a very heavy gambler and had lost an insurmountable amount of the company's money in casinos.
Basically, he needed a fast loan to replace the money he'd lost, but hadn't counted on being demoted to a lesser position within a week. Now he owed half of the 1.5 million yen he borrowed, plus interest and Asami wasn't pleased with his delay.
"I swear, I'll get you the money by next week," the man offered nervously.
Asami made an exasperated sigh before standing and stretching his legs. Of course Shinya-san saw his need to stretch his muscles as an effort to intimidate; though he didn't mind in the least. Suoh stood perfectly still in a corner of the room like a messenger of death in a three piece Armani suit, which he imagined only added to the man's paranoia.
"You have two days…."
"B…but…" the man stammered.
"Two days or I collect in kind," Asami sneered, putting across that there would be nothing kindly about his 'kind'. The fact of the matter was he was getting most of his payments late as of recently. He had to put a stop to whatever word had gotten around that he was suddenly lenient with his money, he wasn't running a charity.
"Y…yes, Asami-sama," the man said after standing, making an awkward bow and then leaving like his skin was on fire.
Asami threw Suoh an exasperated look after the door closed. "I think I'm ready to leave."
Suoh nodded before going to get the car ready.
Asami grabbed his briefcase and his laptop before heading out his office door, noticing that Kirishima was in the reception area outside his office doing paperwork along with his regular secretary. That's what he liked about him, the man was a hard working multi-tasker. As his bodyguard he was also the only suitable replacement for when his secretary was sick or on leave, he was even more organized than her. He handed him a small file with some documents inside.
"Asami-sama, these are the staff contracts that need signing or renewing and the new application for a liquor license for the bar that needs a signature," Kirishima said.
"Thank you," Asami answered after taking the file. Kirishima then escorted him down to the parking lot via a private elevator where Suoh was waiting in the limo with the engine running. After getting in the back and Kirishima in the front with Suoh, they drove off into the night air and busy streets. He wasn't really eager to get home; as a matter of fact there was an area he wanted to visit. He was told this particular area was booming in the fairly new business transacted there on a nightly basis and if that was the case, he had to find himself a niche in the market. The red light district in Nagoya was picking up exponentially, especially with the males who it's reported to now cover 60% of the business. He made his destination known and Suoh turned at the next stoplight instead of going straight.
The ride took close to an hour, and upon nearing the area populated by sex shops, strip clubs and adult theaters, the car slowed down. He rolled the back window down partially and looked out at the merchandise. There were lots of young boys and girls milling about, a sharp contrast from when he visited a few years ago and there was only girls present. He knew that if he wanted he could just pick one up off the streets, any gender, but that wasn't his style.
He was only browsing when his eyes caught a young man, a very good looking young man on one of the street corners, standing with his hands in his pockets. He had messy blonde hair and was dressed in faded jeans and a v-neck shirt, which was out of place among the evening clothes and suits of the other boys. He seemed troubled, as if he shouldn't, or didn't want to be here. He knew a lot of these boys and girls were forced to work here as payment for debts or was sold into the trade, and then there were the few that was just plain whores, not needing to but selling themselves anyway.
There was just something about the kid, something leaving him curious and he indicated to Suoh to pull up to the young man and when he did, he rolled the window down completely. "Get in."
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Akihito wiped his sweaty palms against his jeans while standing in what he knew to be the sex district of Japan. There were all sorts of boys and girls, men and women dressed to impress, looking for all the world like different varieties of the Ken and Barbies of the world. He didn't want to do this, even if it was a last resort. He'd ran out of cash and needed some desperately, he was so desperate he was willing to sell himself. The idea made him sick to his stomach, even if it was for a good cause.
"Get in."
The command startled the young man, who was so lost in thought he hadn't realized a car had pulled up alongside him. This was a bad idea, a very bad idea and he wasn't sure he could go through with it. He hesitated, looking down the street before walking over to stand before the door, if it wasn't for Haruka he wouldn't be here.
The man in the car seemed dangerous, exotic and striking. He didn't look at him while sitting there, not once and he didn't want to go.
"I said get in."
The command came again and Akihito didn't like how this man sounded, so cold and hard. "No."
Those eyes, which he realized were a deep golden color turned to him with something akin to annoyance.
"No?" the man asked, his baritone voice touching him to his core.
"No, I don't like you," Akihito answered matter of factly. There was just something about the man that screamed danger. He actually wanted to be with somebody who seemed a little nicer.
Asami was amused. He'd never openly been defied before and for the first time in a long while he felt he was engaged in a worthwhile challenge. To say he just had to get this one was an understatement. He'll drag him by the hair if he had to.
"You need money, I can pay, isn't that why you're here?" the man asked and Akihito wavered. What if he never got another offer for the night, how would he help Haruka? Besides, this man was wealthy if his appearance was anything to go by.
Asami watched the young man sigh before opening the car door and getting in. He scooted over to provide room for the other as he sat down and when the door closed, the car lurched forward.
Akihito had never been in a limo before and he marveled at the exotic interior; it was like the penthouse suite of the most expensive hotel. He was full of anticipation as he sat beside the man, wondering what his plans for him were.
"What's your rate?" Asami asked.
Akihito cleared his throat audibly; he couldn't believe he was actually going through with this. "10,000yen per hour…for intercourse only."
"Blowjobs?" Asami inquired further.
"4,000yen per blowjob," Akihito answered, feeling his stomach churn when he thought about doing these things. The man nodded and he decided to ask a question of his own.
"I'd like to know your name…" he watched as the man turned his head to look at him intensely, "…in case I get killed I know the name of my murderer."
Asami chuckled, he actually found that pretty funny. He hadn't felt a genuine need to laugh in a really long time. "Asami Ryuichi, yours?"
"Takaba Akihito," came the response.
"Well, Takaba Akihito…" Asami started before running a thumb over the others soft, bottom lip. "…I believe I brought you here to put that mouth to better use."
Akihito swallowed, watching as the man unzipped his pants and expose his soft member. He had to steel himself for what he had to do.
This is for Haruka, this is for Haruka, this is for Haruka….. He took the soft member into his mouth, feeling the flesh harden the more he sucked on it. It amazed him how huge it actually was and he wasn't able to take it all at once. He focused on the head and suckled as hard as he could, wanting to get this over with as soon as possible.
Asami's eyes narrowed while he watched that mop of blonde hair bob up and down, the kid had no clue what he was doing. While the other tried to do his thing, he slipped a bit of ecstasy into a tumbler before pouring some beer on it. The carbonate action of the beer hid the drugs own, making it unnoticeable.
Asami nudged Akihito off him, "Here, drink this."
Akihito looked at the drink suspiciously, "What's in it?"
"Beer," Asami answered simply. He watched as the blonde took the drink, put it to his nose and then down it in one go; it must have been his favorite brand.
Akihito was highly suspicious, but the truth of the matter was his throat was extremely dry, he hadn't realized it until he started going down on the man.
Akihito handed the glass back, then tried to shake his head clear after.
Asami smirked while putting the glass down. He turned back to look at Akihito, who was already started to look flushed. "Ready for me?"
Akihito nodded, even though he didn't feel right. He felt a little light headed and dizzy.
Asami moved quickly, attacking Akihito's lips and sending him back in the seat.
Akihito tried to push the man off him, but he found himself a lot weaker than he was when he entered. Shit, he'd been drugged. The man, Asami, currently had him pinned under him and was kissing him hard. He started panicking when he felt the man's hands pushing his pants and boxers down, he wasn't ready yet….
….not that he was a virgin in that regard, he had a boyfriend once, about one and half years ago but it didn't work out because of Haruka, he had to devote all his time to her and he haven't had one since.
Asami stifled Akihito's yells with his kiss while he struggled to get loose. He had already made up his mind, he would have this one, one way or another whether he wanted to or not. He decided to open his legs when he decided to get in his car.
Akihito felt like he was stifling, and everything was so intense. He whimpered when the man had managed to get his pants and boxers off and he felt his hardness rubbing against his leg; it was hot and the small hairs at the base prickled against his skin.
Asami pinned Akihito's hands beside him and looked him in the eyes, he could see he was scared. He brought his head down to his ear and purred, "You should be afraid, be very afraid…"
Akihito's eyes widened and he whimpered.
"Get the hell off me!" he struggled, albeit uselessly.
Asami smirked, "I will get off on you Akihito, be patient."
Akihito brooded when he felt both hands being bound against the car door by only one of Asami's larger hands, then his legs were nudged apart and he watched the man's face while feeling him push a finger up inside him with something slick and warm like lube.
"I had all intention on waiting until we got back home, but I'm a little impatient right now Takaba," Asami said while he finger fucked the youth, who was biting his bottom lip. Just the look on his face made him so horny it wasn't even funny. He lined the head up with the other's entrance, pushing against it slightly while watching Akihito shudder and take a deep breath.
Akihito tried so hard to hold back his voice when the head was in and the pain of being stretched so wide race through his body like liquid fire.
"Wait…stop," Akihito whimpered while arching his back and trying to get away from the pain. The further Asami sunk himself, the more he panicked because it hurt like a bitch and the man wasn't trying to be gentle. If it wasn't for the small hiss leaving Asami's lips, which indicated he might be trying not to hurt himself, he was sure it would have been much worse.
"You're so damn tight, are you a virgin?" Asami asked incredulously.
"No…stop," Akihito cried out when the man was mostly inside, it felt so unbearable he felt like he was dying. By the time Asami was fully seated inside, he couldn't hold back his scream.
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The limousine ride went on like that for the entire time until they were at Asami's place. The vehicle came to stop in what looked like an underground parking garage and somebody came to open the door. Needless to say, by this time Asami had them both dressed and he was still in pain from what they did earlier, the man was too rough. Asami got out and stood by the door, waiting on him and he had no inclination to move. A moment later Asami's cold voice reached his ears.
"Get out of the car."
He knew he wouldn't have gotten away if he tried to come out the other side of the car, because he was in too much pain to run, but what did surprise him after opening the door opposite Asami, was the extremely tall and bulky man he ran into, who wore a pairing of glasses.
"Let me go!" Akihito screamed when the man grabbed his arm painfully and practically dragged him to Asami. He was shaking slightly from the residual pain and he looked at the older man, who was looking at him indifferently.
"You're offering a service, I'm paying. Try to remember that and we won't have any problems."
Akihito yelped when Asami grabbed him and dragged him off to an elevator guarded by two men. He tried to struggle out of the man's grip, but it was no use because his hold on him was inhumanely strong.
"Let go of me! I'm not some whore you can do what you feel like to!" Akihito screamed while trying to push Asami away.
Asami stopped to look at Akihito at his statement. He liked the way the other shivered under his lecherous gaze, "You think so?"
The elevator doors opened and Akihito hit the back of it with a thud, feeling the wind knocked out of him after Asami flung him inside. He backed up against the elevator walls when the man advanced on him. He was so fucked…literally.
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Takato didn't know why he let Akihito talk him into coming out so early. It was now 7am and he was sitting inside a small café drinking coffee, leaving his wife's behind because Akihito sounded so urgent on the phone. He was not a morning person, not in the least but he had to come, Akihito begged him on the phone thirty minutes ago. He sat close to the back, looking over the morning paper when he spotted his friend approaching, wearing a black jacket along with blue jeans and a black t-shirt.
"Hi," Akihito greeted and he didn't miss how gingerly his friend sat down across from him. He looked sick.
"Akihito, what happened to you? You look like shit," Takato said, secretly worried about his friend's health. The medical intern in him was kicking in and he hoped he wasn't right.
Akihito smiled nervously, "I'm fine Takato, don't worry. I got the money."
Takato watched, very surprised when Akihito pulled a small roll of money from his pocket and showed him.
"Akihito, where did you get that? I thought I told you I'd give you the money when I get paid this weekend?"
"I couldn't wait Takato, she's getting worse and she needs her medication now," Akihito ground out.
Takato sighed, "What did you do?"
Akihito looked away, having no intention of answering, but he yelped when Takato grabbed his wrist.
Takato knew something was wrong, he held on to Akihito's hands when he tried to pull it away and push the sleeve of the jacket up to reveal his wrist. What he saw left him speechless.
Akihito quickly drew his hand back and looked around while covering his wrist; he didn't want anybody else to see it.
"Is that rope burn? Akihito, what did you do?" Takato asked worriedly, noticing for the first time the huge hickey on his neck that his friend didn't seem to cover up quite clearly with make up and the slightly swollen jaw. As a matter of fact, his pupils were dilated which meant there was some form of drug in his system.
"I…I took your advice," Akihito shrugged nervously.
Takato was stunned speechless once again and he gave Akihito an incredulous look.
"Akihito, I was only kidding when I said prostitutes make easy money. I was not telling you to become one."
"It's too late for that. Besides, this is all for Haruka," Akihito answered indignantly, even if on the inside he felt so bad about it. Asami had used his body for the entire night, and he wasn't nice about it either, but now Haruka would be able to get her medication and that's all that mattered.
"Do you think Haruka would like to know her brother is whoring himself out on her behalf, getting drugged and fucked by some random person on the street?"
Akihito held his head down at that. "What else am I suppose to do? I can't work because I have to look after her everyday and I don't have any insurance. You and your wife are willing to help me but I can't pay you back and Kou's not able to help me anymore because he's gone to school in England, it makes me feel like shit. I hate it Takato, I really hate not being able to stand on my own two feet."
"So you sell yourself to some woman or guy who probably would have killed you? Do you know how many prostitutes' bodies they find in back alleys per week?" Takato asked angrily. He understood where Akihito was coming from but this wasn't right. He could see he hurt his friend's feelings, but he had to make Akihito understand that what he did wasn't a good thing. "Please promise me you'll stop, Haruka might lose you all together if you continue."
Akihito looked sadly to the side at the floor. The thing was, he agreed with Takato, but when push came to shove and Haruka needed her treatment…. "I….."
"Akihito, promise me you won't do it again," Takato said forcefully and Akihito only nodded in agreement.
Takato visibly relaxed. He'd try to keep an eye on his friend to make sure he stayed out of trouble and to make sure he kept his word. "So, where is Haruka?"
"At the hospital, she had chemo yesterday."
Takato deflated. Because of the radiation therapy Haruka lost all her hair, a lot of weight even though she was already thin and she didn't have that healthy glow to her skin anymore. She was only twelve, Akihito's baby sister and they lost both parents in a fire two years ago when Akihito was 21. A year ago she was diagnosed with Leukemia and his friend had to quit his job to take care of her when she couldn't go to school anymore. What made it harder on Akihito, was that he wasn't a match for a bone marrow transplant even though he was her sibling, so they had to wait on a donor and so far, none was available.
"She had to stay overnight for observation and she needs her medication, I couldn't afford any of it and needed the money now."
Takato nodded his head, he understood, even if he was completely against it. He promised to lend Akihito the money in the next three days, he figured if he needed it right now he had to do something to get it.
He couldn't imagine himself not doing anything to help his little Ami either. "Come on, I'll drive you to the hospital, it's the least I can do."
Akihito smiled at the offer. "Thanks."
A few minutes later they showed up at the municipal cancer hospital in Tokyo. Akihito knew exactly where Haruka was and after registering as a visitor at the front desk, they went straight up to her room.
"Nii-san, Takato-san!" Haruka smiled weakly when she saw the two enter the room. She was extremely tired and felt sick, but nothing would ever stop her from welcoming her brother and her friends.
Akihito tried to make his smile reach his eyes, but he didn't know if it did. Haruka had lost all of her hair now, she started losing it when the radiation therapy started five months ago and he bought her wigs all the time. She looked so bad he was trying hard not to cry at her appearance, she was hooked up to IVs because the therapy affected her throat and mouth and she vomited a lot after. She had chemo therapy once per month.
"How are you feeling Haru-chan?"
The girl tried to smile, "Like I had salmon for dinner."
Both Takato and Akihito chuckled at that, she had a very severe allergic reaction to salmon once that landed her in the hospital for days. She never forgot how sick it made her.
Takato revealed a small teddy bear he picked up at a shop that donated part of its profit towards cancer research. "I got this for you."
Haruka's eyes shined so brightly when she saw the stuffed animal. He put it in her hand and she instantly felt a little better, she loved getting gifts. "Thank you so much Takato-san, I really love it."
"Where's your Doctor?" Akihito asked after patting her head.
"He said he would be back in a few minutes," Haruka smiled while paying with the small stuffed bear.
Akihito nodded with a smile. He was happy Haruka wasn't down despite her condition, he was grateful for that. He indicated to Takato to stay with her, he would be back.
"I need to go outside for a minute Haru-chan, I'll be right back."
"OK, Nii-san," the girl answered and Akihito slipped outside. He knew where the Doctor's office was and he wanted to ask him a few questions. After walking down to the end of the corridor, he came upon a door labeled 'Dr. Liam Singh'. He knocked before going inside.
"Aaah, Takaba-san," the Doctor greeted from behind his desk. He indicated to the chair before him and the young man bowed before sitting down.
Akihito decided to get right to the point, "You haven't found a donor yet?"
The man sighed tiredly; they've had this conversation so many times before. "No, Takaba-san. I promise you as soon as one is available you'll be the first to know. I do have to point though, that the longer we take to find a bone marrow match, the more frequently she would have to do chemo because the cancer keeps progressing….and there's only so much she can get…."
Akihito suddenly felt very angry, why was life so unfair? He couldn't lose his sister so early to such a disease; she hadn't even started to live her life yet. Without a word, he got up to leave.
The Doctor watched the young man. It had to hurt so badly, he'd have to deal with these types of emotions everyday. Every patient was somebody's mother, sister, brother, uncle, grandfather, grandmother, cousin or lover. The girl would be allowed to leave with her brother, but she would have to return the same time next month, and if things didn't get better by then, then every two weeks after that.
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The next day, Asami sat in his office, distracted by what had happened the night before. He'd never felt such a rush being with anybody like that in years. Just the mere fact that Akihito tried to fight him the entire night, even if he failed each time, made him feel alive. All his lovers before were so willing, so complacent sex wasn't enjoyable anymore. There was no variety, no spice…but last night was completely different and he would make sure it would happen again.
He tied Akihito, gagged him, fucked him until he passed out and then started again. The drugs had helped to make him compliant, but he liked that he still had enough fire in him to rebel; it was the sweetest thing proving him wrong each and every time.
He pushed a button on his desk phone and used the speaker to talk to Kirishima outside his door. "Do a background check on Takaba Akihito and get me the information as soon as possible." He hung up when Kirishima said he would, smirking while thinking about what he would do on their second encounter.
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One week later, Haruka was looking a little better than before and Akihito was using the wheelchair to push her around less. He'd been home with her the entire week, using the money he had to buy food and other necessities. They would play games and watch TV to pass the time, or sometimes he'd read her stories. Occasionally, Takato would drive them to park so Haruka could enjoy the outside and his wife would drop by to check in on her too.
He lived in a 2dk house that was cheap, but he still couldn't find the rent some months and luckily for him, the owner's a family friend that understood his plight and was very lenient.
It was a sunny Saturday afternoon and Akihito stood in the kitchen washing the dishes he had used during lunch for him and his sister.
"Nii-san, how soon before I can go back to school?" Haruka asked from her sitting position around the low table they ate from. She was wearing a floral shirt and shorts while playing with a doll and Akihito heard her question clearly.
"As soon as you're better," he answered with a forced smile. He was trying hard not to imagine her not getting better. She still wore the wigs indoor because she always said they made her pretty like her dolls.
Haruka smiled brightly, even though smiling hurt sometimes because her lips were often extremely dry and chapped. She still had on her bed slippers because they were really comfortable.
Taking his eyes off his sister, Akihito went back to washing the dishes when the doorbell rang.
"Takato-san!" Haruka cried at the sound before running off to answer the door. He had promised to take her to his place for the evening after he asked, she always loved going there. Takato had a four year old daughter by the name of Ami that Haruka loved a lot. She practically wanted to live at his place.
Akihito laughed when he saw Haruka running back to grab the bag he'd packed with a few clothes, ointment and medication.
"Hi," he greeted Takato who was right behind her.
Takato smiled, "Hi, Aki. Ami's asking for her so I'm happy you're sending her over."
Akihito smiled while following the two out the door. He didn't mention he was going out with someone later and was against leaving his sister alone. "Yeah, about that…actually, Eiji offered to take me to a movie."
Takato's smile turned into a frown, "Eiji? Akihito are you really…?"
"Let's go Takato-san!" Haruka chirped while heading out the door, forcing the brunette to stop his question and turn around. He had to follow Haruka down to the car because he didn't want her out on the street by herself.
On his way out Takato turned around to glare at his friend, "I'll have her back by nine tonight."
Akihito nodded, wondering if he made the right decision to go out with Eiji. "Bye Haruka," he waved and his little sister turned to him while walking away with a genuine smile on her face.
"Bye Nii-san!"
Sighing, the blonde closed the door, deciding some sleep would do him good. His ex boyfriend had somehow managed to weasel a date out of him, even though he promised he would never have anything to with the asshole ever again. He could understand why Takato was upset.
Keeping Haruka happy was extremely difficult; he had to take supplements to keep up with her, she was a handful.
After a quick shower, he laid in bed with his eyes heavy and his mind wandering. With the soft pillow under his head, he started thinking about happier times, years ago when Haruka wasn't sick and his parents were alive. The bright smiling faces, picnics and playing eventually gave way to a bed, a bed occupied by a figure dressed immaculately in a three piece suit with his face covered by a shroud of darkness. For some reason he felt scared, his breathing had sped up and he wanted to leave.
"Stop it….you're hurting me!"
"Say my name…."
"Get it out of me…it hurts!"
"Say my name…"
Oh God, the pain of getting fucked so hard… "ASAMI!"
God, his wrist felt like it was on fire, along with other parts of his body. The man was suddenly on top of him, doing such sadistic things to his body that he was actually crying and begging him to stop. He couldn't believe he whored himself out like that; Takato was right, he felt even worse about it the next day. The fear, the anxiety, the humiliation, the pain of that one night….
….then a doorbell started to ring.
"What the hell…?" Akihito startled suddenly, sitting up in bed and realizing he was dreaming.
The chime sounded again and he quickly moved out of bed, trying to calm his racing heart from the nightmare he just had, it might be Takato with news about Haruka. He looked at the clock, 2:30pm so he knew it couldn't have been Eiji so soon, they were to meet at 6pm to watch a show. "I'm coming!"
Akihito walked towards the door while rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He threw it open and looked at who was standing there…and he almost had a heart attack.
tbc/