AN: THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO fanfic3112. HOPE YOU LIKE IT.

Ito Aiya shook her head, trying to clear her head of the pain that had made her vision blur. She had no idea how long she had been in this cold dark room. Every year it was the same thing. She would be repeatedly electrocuted by the jumper cables attached to different parts of her body. They would allow her to rest for awhile after she passed out. Then water would be thrown over her to rose her from her slumber and the whole thing would start over again. Aiya smiled self deprecatingly. This little nightmare routine was her son-in-law's idea of a wonderful birthday present for her. Asami fucking Ryuichi. How her whore of a son ever landed that giant bank account was something she never understood. The boy was ugly and deformed. That left leg had been a hideous sight when he'd been born. Aiya had been so disgusted that she had refused to hold him or even feed him from her own breast. The doctors had told her that she had postpartum depression but she knew that they were wrong. That creature what was called Akihito by it's father was a monstrosity that never should have been born.

Hours passed. Somewhere a bell sounded and her captor came in. He came every year just oversee that she thoroughly enjoyed the present he designed just for her. His handsome face broke out into a huge smile as he saw her. "You are looking quite lovely today." Aiya tried to spit at Asami but her mouth was to dry for it. Two men, one who wore glasses and one who was a giant blond, took her down from her bindings and dragged her to the other side of the room where there was a drain in the floor and a pipe that released icy cold water. The two men held her still as the icy water rained down on her and Asami washed her. She tied to kick him and yelled for him not to touch her. Asami raised one dark brow as he looked up from where he knelt at her feet that he was scrubbing raw with a very ruff cloth. "Is that how you show your appreciation to your loving son-in-law, mother?" Aiya just let out a scream to that. This man!

Once her bath was done and she was dressed, Aiya was dragged to the dinning area. The four of them had their evening meal together. Asami and his two men at a lavish meal of traditional Japanese cuisine while Aiya only received what looked to be a bowl of baby poop. It was an unappitizing poridge that she had everyday. It wasn't very tasty but it kept her on just the verge of starvation. Which was what Asami wanted. Anytime Aiya complained about the taste or of being hungry, she would be soundly beaten and told that she should be grateful for what she had. It was after all, far more than her son had been given. After dinner Asami tucked her into bed, which meant he stripped her of her clothing then chained her to an uncomfortable cot and covered her with a thin blanket. A better bed than Akihito ever had she had been told.

"Goodbye, mother. I will see you in a few weeks time."

Asami loves Akihito

A Few Weeks Time:

Aiya blinked weary eyes. It was that time of year again. The most wonderful day of the year! May fifth. Aiya spat on the floor. She had always hated this day. The day that monster, that whore that she was forced to call a son had been birthed from her young lush body, forever marring her with stretch marks and the embarrassment of being that thing's mother. The door to her room opened. This May fifth would be just like all the others. Her 'nurse' unchained her then dragged her into the bath where the woman scrubbed her poor body raw with ice like water. From there she was taken to the dinning room where she ate her bowl of poridge. After breakfast she was taken to the family room. Like all the other May fifth's, the room was lavishly decorated with ballons, streamers and everything else that one could think of. All for that whore's birthday. Aiya looked up at the banner. Well not just the whore's. It was also her precious little Ryuji's birthday as well. Poor baby to have the same birthday as that thing. Sighing, Aiya made her way to the lone chair in the room. It was metal and hard. The 'nurse' strapped her in with buckles around her ankles, wrists, waist, shoulders and her head. These buckles were to ensure that she would stay put for the show that was about to begin. Deep red curtans parted, revealing a theater size tv.

The tv blinked on and Asami Ryuichi's smirking face appeared. "Good morning mother. Since today is such a special day and you were unable to join us in our celebrations, I have arranged for you to have this live video feed. I hope you have as much fun as we are." The image changed and she could see the thing that came from her womb. He was smiling as husband and children crowded around him while he laid in bed. The eldest child, her precious grandson, Ryuji was carring a large tray which he settled before his mother.

Asami loves Akihito

Akihito gushed lovingly over the food that his beloved husband and children had made just for him. He ate enthusiasticly, complment every bite as if it was five star quality. Which it was. Asami had taken all those lessons in cooking and became very good. Ryuji and the rest of the children had learned cooking from the two of them. Once the food was gone, Asami helped his lovely wife up from the bed. The boy was glowing beautifully with another pregnancy. A pregnancy which he blamed entirely on Asami. Akihito firmly believed that if Asami had his way, they would end up with more children than was humanly possible to give birth to. Asami of course blamed the pregnancy solely on Akihito's shoulders. Saying it was not his fault that Akihito was sexy and was always making him want the younger man as if it was there very first time again.

Asami ran his hands over Akihito's soft skin. His touch was followed by gentle kisses. Akihito sighed and leaned against his husband. Even after all these years, he still enjoyed sharing a bath with his husband. He learned to appreciate it even more as it was not all the common for them to have the bath to themselves. Their children often honed on their bath time. Family bath time was something that they were never going to out grow it seemed. A big smile stretched his lips as he snuggled into his husband's chest and listened to his children stalking and playing amongst themselves. The large bath that had once sat in their bathroom had been replaced with one even bigger. The new one looked like one of those ancient Roman and Greek baths.

After the bath, everyone dressed and made their way to the underground garage where they were met with Kei, Kazumi and their two daughters, Natsuko and Sora, along whith Akihito's father Takaba Wataru. They all packed themselves into the large Suvs and then they were on their way. It was a fun filled day filled with the seeing of a movie that both Akihito and Ryuji had been wanting to see. Much to Asami's horror, Akihito and Ryuji had the same taste in movies and the younger children were not far behind in joining them in that taste. Akihito chuckled as a shudder ran though his husband's body as female zombie who was missing one eye and half of her right arm appeared on the screen. He leaned close and whispered into the older man's ear. "Don't worry, Ryu. I will protect you from all the scary zombies." Asami frowned then tugged Akihito in for a kiss so deep that it felt like he was digging for treasure.

The kids turned to look at them. In unison, they all let out loud groans and cried, "Oi! Go get a room!"

The nine children were happy though, as evident by the huge grins. Though their parents did not talk about it much, they were all aware of the hell their mommy had suffered. Ryuji had never held back in any details about those horrible years the two of them had lived with the Itos. They were all very proud of just how strong their mommy was and just how brave he was. They were all also aware of the years their mommy had suffered though growing up at the hands of his mother, teachers and classmates.

After the movie there was a picnic lunch at the park. They all spent hours just running around and enjoying themselves. Asami, Ryuji, Kei and Kazumi's hearts were warmed at the happiness on Akihito's face. From the park they went to their parents' house for dinner and dessert. Ryuji and Akihito were given far too many presents. Everyone kept touching Akihito's tummy and rubbing it. All to Akihito's annoyance. Okay, he really wasn't annoyed by it but that didn't mean he couldn't present to be so that he could have some rest. Akihito later found himself grateful that his parents, Asami Daisuke and Kimiko had such a large home as it was decided that all of the family would spend the night there. All nine of Akihito and Asami's children, Asami, Akihito, Kei, Kazumi, Natsuko, Sora, Shinji, Shinji's wife Maria and their two boys; Osamu and Nobu, and Wataru.

Asami loves Akihito

Asami watched as Akihito breathed in and out. No matter how many times he watched that chest rise and fall, he was always worried that it would be Akihito's last. Over the years, Akihito had grown healthy and happy. There had been a few relapses when the boy had grown so stressed by something, usually when he broke something or forgot to do something. Sometimes it would be triggered by someone trying to get Asami to have an affair for them. The worse attacks were when Asami had to deal with his partners of his less then legal businesses. There had been a few times Asami had been injured but he always did his best to hide it from Akihito. The one time Akihito had seen one of Asami's injuries was when Asami had been shot and had to spend two weeks in the hospital. The doctors had been foolish enough to tell the distraught boy that Asami might not make it. Akihito had of course refused to leave his sides but the idiotic doctors had forced him to leave. Kei and Kazumi had been in surgery at the time and had been not available at the time so Akihito was left on his own with six children, only two of which were not his own.

Akihito did well at first as he had the children to focus on and he loved his children and two god daughters with all of his heart. But he had never been able to see Asami, the doctors refusing to allow him access to Asami. Or even Kei and Kazumi. Then the media got a hold of information about Asami and his two right hand men being in the hospital. harassment phone calls started, reporters demanding answers. Then the news reported that Kei and Kazumi's conditions had worsened and that the doctors feared that they would not last the night. The vultures had also reported, just after that little announcement that the head of Sion, Asami Ryuichi was dead. Panicked, Akihito had called the hospital who confirmed the death. Akihito lost it and tried to kill himself.

Asami had of course not died. He had been on his way home at the time of the announcement, along with Kei and Kazumi. Well it was true that Kei and Kazumi had been injured and in need of surgery. The surgery was only to extract the bullets and nothing else. None of the three men had received any injuries that warranted the two week stay. In fact Asami should have been sent home that night. Turned out the attending physician had his sights set on Asami and had put the yakuza into a coma along with Kei and Kazumi. It had been the same physician that had sent out an order that no one was allowed to see the three men and had sent out the false news of their health declining and of Asami's death. The bastard had also been the one to confirm Akihito's inquiry. It had been Shinji who had discovered the physician's plot and got the three men out of the hospital. Sadly it had been to late for Akihito.

The three men had come home to find that Akihito had sent the children to Daisuke and Kimiko's house. The boy had then taken a bottle of pills. Fortunately they had been able to save the young blond. The sight of Akihito laying on the bathroom floor on the verge of death hunted Asami just like the sight of Akihito in the kitchen bleeding hunted him.

A throat clearing distracted Asami from his thoughts. He turned to see Ryuji standing in the doorway already to go pay a very special someone. A dark smirk appeared on Asami's face as he looked at his eldest child. Asami pressed a kiss to Akihito's forehead then left the bed. The boy would not wake as Asami had given him a light sleeping pill so he would not awaken while Asami was gone. Though no more suicide attempts had been made after that second incident, Akihito would still become very distraught when he couldn't find Asami. Asami quickly changed from his casual clothing of high end black jeans and dark blue polo into one of his many all black Armani three piece suits. Looking like the top business man and kingpin yakuza that he was, Asami made his way from his way from his parents's home. Kei, Kazumi and Ryuji right behind him.

The drive was just over two hours long. By the time they reached their destination, it was well after eleven at night. Most would consider this to be a rude time to visit but their host had been expecting them no early than this. An older woman of around sixty opened the door. She greeted them with a deep bow of respect. She showed them to the family room in which their host was waiting. "Hello mother." Asami smirked as the woman frowned in displeasure at his greeting.

Kei and Kazumi bowed. "Hello, Ito-san." Aiya didn't acknowledge the two men. Though her face did lighten up when she saw the her last guest.

"Hello grandmother!" Ryuji greeted cheerfully as he hugged the older woman.

"Oh my beloved Ryuji! How good it is to see you after all these years. How are you my boy? How was your birthday?"

"My birthday was great!" Ryuji smiled. "We all had so much fun! Too bad you couldn't be there." Ryuji pouted though Asami, Kei and Kazumi could tell it was false. "But you got to watch it on the tv, right?"

"Yes my boy, I did."

"Good! Then you saw how happy mommy is." He gave a nasty smile before returning to his father's side. "We should start now. I want to get away from that woman as soon as possible."

Hurt filled Aiya's eyes. It was quickly turned to anger. "Ryuji, do not speak of your grandmother like that."

"What grandmother? I see no grandmother of mine here." Ryuji's smirk matched his father's perfectly. "Bring the cake." Kei nodded and brought forth a three tier cake and set it down on the table before Aiya. He then set about adding and lighting thirty nine candles. One candle for each of the years her son Akihito had been alive. Kazumi held up a camera. At first Aiya refused to cooperate, just like she did every year. Ryuji though had no desire to put up with her pathetic resistance. He walked up to her and smacked her hard across the face. When Aiya looked up at him after recovering her barrings, hurt shown deep. This was the first time she had seen her beloved grandson since he was four. Tears fell from her eyes. "What are you crying for Ito-san?"

Asami chuckled. His precious son was turning out to be just like his father. Ryuji was only twenty three but his reputation in both the business world and in the underworld was already nearing Asami's. The boy was ruthless in both the board room and in the dark of the night. Asami couldn't be any prouder of his boy. Unless you factored in the way Ryuji had taken after his mother as well. For every moment of ruthlessness and brutality, there was just as much kindness. Like his mother, Ryuji had a big soft heart. Especially where his loved ones were concerned and with his mother, Akihito even more so.

"Sing." Ryuji's voice was low and deadly. When Aiya continued to refuse to cooperate, Ryuji's hand snaked around the woman's and he drew one finger back. She screamed as he snapped the digit in half. "Sing." Aiya did not be needed to be told a third time. Aiya's voice shook as she began to sing 'Happy Birthday' to Akihito. When she was done, she blew out the thirty nine candles. Next she was handed a sheet of paper to read aloud. "You better sound like you mean it." Ryuji was not playing. Aiya nodded, afraid what her grandson would do if she failed.

Asami loves Akihito

"My dear precious baby, Akihito. Today is your thirty ninth birthday. I am making this tape to let you know just how much I love you. I want to thank you for being born. You are the most precious gift anyone could have. I want to thank you for giving me so many grandchildren to love. I want you to know just how proud I am of you. You have made a life for yourself. You have over come so much and now you have a husband and children who are happy and spend their lives filled with so much love. I want to apologize for being so selfish and only ever carring about myself. I want you to know that you never once did anything wrong. It was me and my husband who were in the wrong. You were always such a good boy. You are a son that any mother would be proud to call her own. You have shown strength where I have shown weakness. You stood by your children while I abandoned mine. I know that I may never be forgiven for my sins are so many and of the worst anyone could ever commit but please do know that I regret not being the mother that you deserved. I wish with all my heart that you, your husband and all your children, grandchildren and so forth live long happy lives."

Akihito sobbed into his husband's chest. Never had he ever thought to hear those words from his mother. He looked with tear filled eyes where his beloved mother rest in her beautiful casket. "I forgive you mother. I forgave you a long time ago. You are my mother after all." Akihito sat there long after others had left. He held his newborn daughter, Izumi in his arms. Tears flowed as he realized that she and her older siblings would never meet his mother. That was okay though for they had Daisuke, Kimiko and Wataru to be grandparents. Then there were the uncles, aunts and cousins both by blood and not by blood. They would not suffer. Akihito stood and turned to face Asami and their children. Their eight sons; Ryuji, Akio, Shouhei, Yuuto, Takuya, Susumu, Riku and Michi were all near replicas of their father Asami Ryuichi. Their two daughters; Suzu and Izumi, however were identical to Akihito. Akihito shook his head. All of their children had taken after Asami when it came to business though. His husband had no worries about his empire falling when he no longer walked this plain of existence.

With a bright smile and his husband's arm around his waist, Akihito made his way out into the sunshine. He looked up at his husband. "Hey old man, wanna race to the car?"

"Old man?" He smirked down at Akihito. A silent promise of punishment in his golden eyes.

"Yes. Old man. Just look at all that gray hair! What are you, a hundred?" Asami's smirk grew bigger. He knew just like Akihito did that there was no gray hair anywhere on his body. "And just look at all that old man flab everywhere!" There was no old man flab either. Many still thought Asami to be in his early to mid thirties even though he was now in fact fifty one. Akihito too still looked younger than his thirty nine years. If Asami didn't know better he would have thought that boy was only in his early twentys. Twenty three perhaps? He felt a sharp pinch on his side. In retaliation, He scooped Akihito up and threw the boy over his shoulder. Akihito sqealed and giggled all the way to the waiting limo.

AN: THE END! THANK YOU ALL FOR TAKING THIS JOURNEY WITH ME.