Akihito looked away, humiliated. "N

Akihito looked away, humiliated. "No, not really. He roughed me up a bit and the most he did was slip his perverted hands into my pants while he," pointing at Kuroda whose limp cock is still hanging out of his pants. "masturbates." said Akihito.

Slipping his hands into his pockets, Akihito pulled out the mini recorder, pressing the stop button before passing it to Asami. "Here, the evidence."

Color drained from Hayashi's face when he saw the recorder.

The recorder disappeared into the yakuza's coat. "Toru, take Akihito to Kanzaki," Asami ordered.

"Takaba sama," Toru said gently, placing an arm around his master back to support him. Akihito yelped at the touch.

" I – I can't walk." Akihito cracked out. "I can't feel my knees."

It was then Asami realized his lover was seriously hurt. There was blood in his eyes when he noticed Akihito's swollen ribs, an indication that they were either fractured or broken. Curling his fist in anger, he spoke in a tight controlled voice, "Suoh, keep an eye on them. I want them tied up and gagged by the time I return."

He scooped the photographer in his arms and strode out of the club which was by now, surrounded by his own men. Laying him on the backseat of the car gently, Asami turned to leave. Akihito's arm shot out, grabbing the lapel of Asami's coat.

"Wait – How – how did you know where I was?" Realization hit him fast. "Ishida," he gasped. "What did you do to Ishida?"

Asami remained indifferent. Straightening himself, he fixed his coat. "You don't have to worry about that–"

"It is my concern!" his voice cracked. Reaching his hands out, he clutched at Asami's coat, forcing the yakuza to bend down. He whispered, low enough only for the yakuza to hear, "Please, don't kill him."

The golden orbs narrowed. "Give me a good reason."

"I was the cause of the blackmail. If I didn't interfere, if I didn't rob him; he wouldn't have resorted to this," he looked up at his lover, almost teary. "If anything happens to him, I'll carry this guilt for the rest of my life, Asami."

The yakuza made no promises as he pried his lover's hand open from his coat, stepping away to allow Toru to close the door.

"Toru, take him to NTT Central Hospital."

Toru bowed and disappeared into the limousine.

By the time Asami returned the Kuroda's office, the disgraced yakuza and his men had been tied up and hauled together in a circle. In no hurry to execute the men, he took a seat on a cushion, pulling out the recorder Akihito had given him earlier. The voices rang out in the stillness of the room, echoed against the bare, uncarpeted walls. He heard sharp smacks, the safety catch of the gun released and Hayashi's greedy, sloppy noises as he feasted on Akihito.

Akihito's rather witty response on his 'superior cock' had Asami's lips curved into a rare smile. He had to admire his lover's spunk; he held on despite being greatly outnumbered by Kuroda's men. Deciding that he has heard enough, he switched off the recorder, passing it to Kirishima.

Slowly, like a beast in no hurry to pounce on its prey, he stood up, removing his coat. Turning to the group, he reached his hands into his pocket, pulling out his gun. "Which one of you used the iron bar on Akihito?"

When no one answered, Asami open fire at one of the guards.

"It's – him!" the other guard shouted, pointing to Kuroda.

At the nod of his head, Suoh hauled Kuroda up from the floor. Slipping his two hands under Kuroda's arm, Suoh held him steady as Kirishima passed the iron bar to Asami, taking Asami's gun in return.

The sight of iron bar covered with droplets of blood – Akihito's blood – caused Asami to go in apoplectic rage.

"Asami, you wouldn't dare – My men will never forgive you."

Asami looked at the yakuza, disgusted at the sight of his cock still hanging outside his pants. "Your men have turned their backs against you, Kuroda."

The crime lord raised his hand with the iron bar. Unlike Kuroda, Asami is well-trained in combat skills and is far stronger. The first blow to Kuroda's ribs had the man screaming.

"Pathetic, Akihito didn't even scream," Asami sneered as he delivered another blow to Kuroda's stomach. This time, he coughed out red, crimson liquid, splattering it on the iron bar.

"Ah, I was wondering how many more blows before I can see blood," Asami said easily and struck the iron bar at Kuroda again.

"St—stop, just kill me," Kuroda gritted the words out.

Asami delivered another blow. "You will die, Kuroda but not before you know pain. Getting Sakaki to assist you to bring me down is already a mistake; to touch and defile my property? You've just won your ticket to hell."

The fifth blow had the former yakuza unconscious. "Wake him up," he ordered Suoh.

Releasing the man, Suoh instructed a young guard to pass him a bucket of cold water which he poured it on Kuroda.

That got Kuroda awake almost instantly. Spurting out cold water, he glanced around his surrounding in dazed. When he finally made sense of it, his eyes showed fear.

Still smiling, Asami stepped on Kuroda's limp cock as he pointed the gun in between his eyes. Kuroda screamed, whether from the fear of seeing the gun or from the pain of having his dick crushed; Asami couldn't be bothered which. All he cared was to hear Kuroda's shouts of agony.

Kuroda raised his hands, trying to push the gun away but Asami gave him no chance to soil his white shirt. The yakuza fired two consecutive shots, watching the former leader of the Kuroda-gumi fall back on the floor, as dark crimson liquid began to pool around his head.

Asami stood up; nodding at Suoh and a total of four gun shots could be heard.

Asami glanced at Hayashi, who cowered at the corner, away from the group. "Don't worry; you'll have your turn later."

"Take him to the warehouse with Ishida and gather as many men as possible to the warehouse," he ordered Suoh before walking out of the room.

"Get up," Suoh ordered, dragging Hayashi up. "Prepare yourself, you traitor. The boss has lined up a very interesting itinerary for you."

Hayashi was already shivering when Suoh led him out of the room.

Xx Business as Usual xX

Toru listened to Kanzaki's report in silence, trying to absorb Akihito's condition so that he could report to his boss later.