Married life suited Asami well. Although he rarely enjoyed people in his personal space, the kid was actually a delight. He appealed to Asami sadistic nature, in a new thrilling way. The way he blushed and tried to hide his erections was like bliss to Asami. he found he enjoyed making the boy blush and flustered behavior. Plus, the added bonus of watching Kirishima try not to explode at his rash and reckless choice was like ambrosia to his twisted soul.

Asami stood at the window looking down on the bustling street from his office. The distance from the street to the high-rise building, always served as a reminder of how far he came, from being orphaned and at the mercy of unscrupulous relatives. Maybe that was why he was so drawn to the boy. Akihito touched a part of him that he had long buried along with those relatives who thought they would live to continue taking advantage of Asami.

Unlike Akihito, who had been trapped without agency, his relatives had foolishly provided him with the means to reclaim his rights to his family fortune and the revenge that he had visited upon them. Asami smirked as he remembered his Aunt's face when she realized that, Asami was the one that bought destruction upon her and her family. She had taken in the orphaned Asami, after killing his parents to take control of Sion as the legal guardian of Asami.

What she didn't know was that seven-year-old Asami was playing hid and seek with his parents when the gun men came into the home. He heard one of the gunmen say they had to send pictures to his aunt to confirm that the job was done and looked like a home invasion gone wrong. While he waited in his hiding spot as the assassins trashed his home and stole his parents' valuables, Asami silently cried the last tears of his childhood, in that dark cupboard the man he was to become was born.

Asami learned patience, how to study his enemy, find their weakness, he learned that information was valuable and should only be used at the right time, strategic planning was key, how to appear harmless even as struck your enemy. Asami, had played the dutiful nephew. Letting his Aunt believe that he loved her and listened to every word she said; he even went as far as becoming her favorite, that her own children felt unloved and hated her. All the while, he burned with hatred of the woman who ruined his family just for money and power.

Asami was damned if he would let Akihito's grandfather go unpunished. As much as he would love to spend a blissful honeymoon with his husband. He had to deal with the Takaba's first if he wanted to keep the boy safe. Turning away from the view, Asami sat and his desk and pressed the intercom to summon his secretary.

Kirishima entered carrying the files that he knew Asami would want. The file on top was the result of a deep dive into the Takaba family. Kirishima placed the files on the desk and watched as Asami read the Takaba file. He couldn't imagine what was going through the boss's head, he'd found himself wishing Suoh had run over the brat with the car. He had known Asami since their days at university, and never once had he seen the man act impulsively, to his enemies the moves the Boss made may have seemed reckless and impulsive but Kirishima knew better. Asami was a master strategist, every move and action calculated and very outcome had a plan.

This child was anomaly that Kirishima didn't care for. He weird gift was a concern, instead of exploiting it and keeping the boy at a distance the Boss wanted it kept secret and the boy close to him. When Suoh told him that the kid proposed to the boss and he added the kid to his family registry. He must admit it wasn't his finest moment, he had cursed and got seriously drunk. For the first time ever, he questioned the decision of the boss.

Why couldn't he see that this kid would only lead to his downfall. He even had the crazy thought of contacting the Takaba's and giving them the boy. Kirishima didn't do it, though he had been tempted but the thought of the horrific death that Asami would visit on him for endangering his spouse was enough to cause Kirishima to shudder and dismiss the temptation altogether.

As he watched the boss read the file, Kirishima wondered what Asami would do. From his digging he found that the Takaba's were very secretive and powerful and had been for over ninety years. The family having suddenly come from nothing to receiving a Royal title and a large estate that few people were invited to.

Knowing what he knew about the boy, Kirishima could only conclude that the boy hadn't been the only one with this gift to be born into that family. It would explain the meteoric rise of the Takaba family. The thing that worried Kirishima was the head of the Takaba family.

Clearly, he was a man on par with Asami Sama. The family had all this luck yet was able to keep it hidden and had used a strategy of slow progressive growth, to keep from drawing attention to themselves. They had clearly chosen to align themselves with families to share their fortune with who could be controlled and ensure their protection and interests.

Asami, glanced up from his file to see his most trusted friend and secretary lost in thought. As much he loved baiting his straight-laced friend; he knew he had to explain things to him. If it was one thing he knew, it was that doubt and a lack of transparency that caused trusted people to defect and lose faith in their leaders.

'Kirishima'

Kirishima jumped, 'Hai, Asami Sama'

Asami waved his hand towards the seat across from him, he managed to catch a glimpse of surprise on Kirishima's face as he took a seat.

'Asami Sama – the secretary started hesitantly

Asami held up his hand halting any further comments from his friend.

'The boy is what I could have been- '

Kirishima's eyes widened in shock, he didn't speak while Asami paused.

Asami looked him intently in the eyes, they had never spoken of his family after Asami had taken his vengeance. Asami could tell that his friend had finally understood why he wanted the boy safe and why he had chosen to take on an adversary that had nothing to do with him.

'He is mine now, I have chosen him like I did you and Suoh. You all are the only family that matter to me. the Takaba's are going to pay for what they did. I have understood the risks that I'm taking and what it may cost me, for any of my plans to work I need to know that you still trust me and that your willing to protect the boy at all cost.'

Kirishima was in shock, he couldn't believe that he hadn't made the connection, after knowing Asami for so long he had never considered that there may have been another path that Asami's life could have followed. Kirishima felt guilty for his earlier thought of sending the boy back to the hell he had escaped from.

Squaring his shoulders and adjusting his glasses his glasses Kirishima leaned forward.

'Ok, Asami, tell me how we are going to make them pay.'

Asami smiled dangerously as he leaned forward to tell Kirishima how.

Azai Takaba, smashed his glass against a wall. It had been a month now since that disobedient child had run away. At first, he had suspected that someone from his inner circle had taken the boy; but that idea was disproven when they all started having bad luck. He was glad that he had taken preventative measures to keep those men at bay, using the luck of Akihito to gather evidence on his partners to keep them from revealing his involvement in their nefarious schemes; but he knew that would hold only for a while. He needed to find the brat before his luck turned against him.

Azai turned as his door was unceremoniously flung open. 'What do you want Umi?'

'Have you found him yet?' his wife asked as she made her way to the liquor cabinet pouring herself a drink. Azai rolled his eyes. Umi was another problem he would deal with as soon as Akihito was under his roof again.

Umi, looked at her husband as he continued to ignore her presence. She hated his controlling ways; the bastard wasn't even grateful. If not for her agreeing to marry him to and giving birth to their daughter, he wouldn't have had Akihito to exploit. This marriage was supposed to be beneficial, she was to have extreme wealth, instead all she got was Royal Title, an allowance and being constantly monitored. She could hardly leave the Estate or entertain, she only got to be trotted as the dutiful wife of Lord Azai Takaba.

'why don't we report him as missing?' Umi whined. 'That way we'll recover him faster and then we can-

'How many times to do I have to explain to, the less people know about the boy the better its for us?' Azai yelled. 'It's your fault he ran, telling him what those men wanted.'

'So, what it's not like I thought he would have escaped for real this time, he has no luck of his own. He's just like Akira, the only time she escaped was when she met that man, that's why we kept the boy locked up, so he wouldn't meet anyone.'

Azai stopped listening to wife. It couldn't be, no. was it possible that the boy had met the person that was lucky for him. The boy was truly traitorous like his daughter. 'Collin' Azai yelled ignoring the startled yell from his wife.

'Yes Sir' said the American as he appeared at the door.

' There are only three roads, from this town leading into the city I want you to find any surveillance cameras showing any vehicles passing the night the boy ran, then send our men to check on those drivers, one of them must have picked up the boy.'

'Yes sir' said Collin as he bowed and exited. For the first time his Akihito left, Azai smiled. His wayward grandchild and whoever helped him would soon be found.