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Final chapter!

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Akihito was feeling strangely excited, and not in a good way. It was partially adrenaline and partially the feeling of 'oh god, I'm going to fuck up so badly'. He nervously pulled on the long sleeve of his white kariginu, having donned his full garb for dramatic effect. He wasn't quite sure how this was going to work, but he couldn't believe anything besides that it would. In theory, he knew how the situation would progress, but theory and real life worked differently. If they didn't, Asami would have already been possessed by Deye Guelo. Akihito just needed to trust himself and his instincts, but that didn't always come as easy.

"Pretty exciting, isn't it?" Mashiro, the medical examiner who had lend him his morgue said as he stood next to the blonde, making Akihito look down at him. The man was small, even by Japanese standards, and looked like a yokai on one of his better days. There was something about the man that put the blonde on edge and he wasn't sure if it was his wrinkly appearance with long hooked nose, or his obsession with death and anything to do with it. That included the priest himself, who was able to see ghosts. The first time they had met, Mashiro had poked and prodded at him until Oogushi had stepped in. 'Funny, isn't it? The dead speak to me through their corpses and to you through their soul, so we actually have the same skill but in a different way' the man had said and since then, Akihito had avoided setting foot in the morgue as much as possible. The man unnerved him even when it wasn't his intention to. He was just too excited about dead bodies for Akihito to handle.

"If you say so" the omega responded and heard the inspector scoff where he leaned against one of the tables.

"Stop creeping him out, Mashiro-san. You'll scare him off" Oogushi said, receiving a glare from the old man who should probably retire before he ended up in one of the coolers himself.

"Could you stop smoking in my morgue, you little brat" he snapped at the inspector, making Akihito snort at seeing a grown man be called little brat, grumbling as he killed his cigarette inside his portable ashtray. The three men inside the room looked up at the sound of a knock on the door.

"Excuse me" a hesitant voice came that had Akihito put a smile on his face, walking over to the door that slowly but surely opened.

"You're at the right place, Tsukada-san" the blonde said as a head of jagged black hair peeked into the room, looking relieved at the sight of someone familiar. Someone who he had been passing by his restaurant practically daily.

"You really are a priest, Takaba-san" Jirou said as he stepped into the room, making Akihito scoff amused.

"You sound surprised. I had to do something with my gift, right?" he asked and the raven chuckled.

"Thank you for letting me be here to witness an exorcism. I'm still new to being a psychic" he said and the blonde shook his head.

"It's nothing. You said you were interested in possessions and exorcism, right? We're just waiting for the star of the show to arrive" he said and looked at the clock against the wall.

"Knowing him, it won't take long. He hates unpunctuality" he said and turned to the two other men in the room.

"For now, this is Mashiro-san, he's the head medical examiner of this place and has graciously given us permission to perform our exorcism here. You don't need to pay any attention to that guy. Oogushi-san is just here as observer and witness" Akihito said, remaining silent about the fact that Oogushi was a police inspector.

"Ah, there you'll have him" Akihito said, perking up when he heard footsteps down the hallway, opening the door of the room further to greet the trio of black suit clad men. Asami walked in front of the trio with his left arm securely in a sling, flanked by Kirishima, who looked sceptic about the whole thing, and Suoh, who looked like he wanted to be anywhere else but there. The priest couldn't help but find it amusing to see such a big guy so scared of the paranormal, but he couldn't really blame the big blonde. The unknown was scary, especially when you couldn't see or sense it.

"Are you alright?" Asami asked as he stepped up in front of the blonde, worried about the side-effects of being in the presence of multiple spirits. Not even a hello or anything, but Akihito smiled none the less.

"I'm fine. There are surprisingly little spirits here because they usually follow their families" he said and glanced at the raven's left hand resting inside the sling, the source of the low buzzing sound in his ear and the pale complexion on his lover's face, a thin layer of sweat on his forehead that spoke of a fever. A light one, but a fever none the less.

"Now that everyone has gathered, shall we start the exorcism?" Akihito suggested as he turned around to the three others, seeing Oogushi give him a blank look that felt somewhat accusing. No wonder, considering he had put the man in the same room as a serial killer and someone who was well-spoken about in the underground world, someone who the police had no evidence of besides rumors. Oh well, it wasn't like he could actually arrest someone based on rumors alone, so Asami was safe for now.

"Do we need candles or something? An oujia board maybe?" Jirou asked curiously and Akihito didn't even have the time to respond.

"No! No oujia board! Are you crazy?!" Suoh hissed, looking like he was about to high-tail out of there at even the mention of the board. Kirishima looked like he was about to say something to the shaggy-haired raven despite knowing that Akihito needed him there, but the blonde cut him off.

"He's right, Tsukada-san. Because of what I can do, I don't need an Ouija board to communicate with spirits, nor do I need candles. I will be alright like this" he said before turning to his lover behind him.

"Will you be okay like that, or do you want to sit?" he asked and Asami waved it off.

"I'll be fine like this. I just want to get this over with" he said and Akihito nodded, not having expected a different answer.

"Then, take off your sling" he said and held the older man's gaze.

"Trust me and let everything happen what is about to happen. Don't try to fight it and this'll be over soon" he said and Asami regarded him silently before reaching up to take off his sling like told, revealing the weights he had tied to his wrist to keep his hand still, not trust his own power to keep the limb in control. Kirishima took over both items, giving a sceptic look at his boss's hand as it hung next to his side.

"Kirishima, I suggest you step away from there. He might try to grab you" Akihito warned and the bespectacled man looked at him before stepping away from his boss together with Suoh.

"Considering that guy is only possessing your left hand up to your elbow, I can talk to him and he can hear us, but I can't hear him, meaning that I'll have to find another way to communicate with him" Akihito said, looking at the alpha's hand.

"I could give you something to write, but I feel that he might hurt me or you if I give you something to write with, so I'll just ask yes and no questions instead" he said and Asami's face remained blank.

"Let's start then. Deye, are you there?" Akihito asked, starting with the most over-used question when contacting spirits, but the twitch in the raven's left hand made it obvious that it worked, cliché or not.

"I'll take that as a yes, then, but only because I know you're there" the blonde said and resisted the urge to cross his arms in front of his chest, instead moving his hands together, hidden by his long sleeves.

"Do you know who I am?" Akihito asked and felt the tension in the room grow as the raven's hand slowly but surely moved, the disgust visible on the crime-lord's face making it clear that he wasn't the one moving his fingers until his thumb was halfway in between his index and middle finger that attempted to curl into a fist. The gesture threatened to make Akihito flush, which was entirely inappropriate in a situation that was obviously putting everyone in the room on edge. The only reason he wasn't, was because he was used to this. Not to seeing a possessed hand move, but to the supernatural. There was little that startled him when it came to the paranormal.

"That's not a yes or no answer, but I'll take it" the blonde said before tilting his head in curiosity.

"How are you feeling? I bet it must be cramped in his arm" the priest said, this time the reaction overwhelming enough to coax a few gasps from the witnesses around them as Asami's hand flew up with his middle finger sticking up. He could Suoh start to curse under his breath but paid no attention to it.

"I'm not saying it to piss you off. In fact, I understand why you're trying to take him over. I don't blame you for wanting to either" Akihito said, earning a dry look from his lover that he ignored.

"But you must be getting tired. The stories of your tribe never talked about how exhausting it is to take over an active, occupied body. How much they struggle, as if their soul sticks to the inside of their body like slime" the blonde said, seeing Asami's fingers wiggle in a rather creepy way, even hearing one of the knuckles crack.

"I can see that you've got a decent control of his arm when he lets you, but it's not the same when he's fighting back, is it? That feeling that his soul has priority in his body must be weighing heavily on you and draining you. At this rate, you'll disappear before you manage to exhaust him enough to take over completely" Akihito pointed out and the crime-lord's hand continued to move before fisting.

"Compared to that, wouldn't it be better if you got your own body back?" he asked, the sudden slackness in the raven's hand conveying the sprit's surprise before it turned into disbelieve, the finger-movements displaying nothing but anger and annoyance.

"Oogushi-san, Mashiro-san?" Akihito asked, looking over his shoulder at the tow mentioned men who startled into action, moving towards the body cot roll in cooler. Oogushi pulled the heavy door open to reveal a pair of feet, allowing Mashiro to pull the cot out of the refrigerator. Akihito saw Asami's eyes twitch open shortly in recognition as Deye Guelo's face came into view, his body lying on top of the cot. A blanket covered his body from ankle to torso, the sliver of chest visible showing the healed over scars where he had been injured before his death. It looked so real, the blonde almost forgot he had asked Kirishima for a wax body. The bespectacled mob really didn't deliver half-assed work. The albino rat sitting quietly in the square cage behind the wax body's head was something he had prepared, something he felt a little guilty for, considering what its purpose for being there was.

"As you can see, this is your body" the priest said as he turned to his lover, or his hand, more specifically.

"It was found by the police in the place you died and kept in a comatose state" Akihito said and saw Asami's hand tremble violently.

"Instead of struggling and possibly disappearing trying to take over Asami's body, won't it be better to retake your own body and get your revenge on him with your own hands?" the blonde asked and saw the shaking increase before something shifted. He could practically see the shadow as it passed by his, the rat starting to screech loudly.

"Now!" Akihito called, turning to look over his shoulder at where Mashiro rolled the cot back into the refrigerator, moving aside so Oogushi could close the door as quickly as possible. The screaming of the rat could still be heard despite the thickness of the door as all occupants of the room stared at it. Well, minus one, considering Suoh had collapsed somewhere in the transferring of spirits.

"W-what happened?" Jirou asked confused and Akihito turned to Asami, walking up to him.

"Where is his spirit now?" Kirishima asked as they watched the blonde pick up the raven's hand, smiling at the warmth he could feel gradually return.

"He's not in your arm anymore" he said as he looked up at his lover who was sending his hand a frown.

"It feels lighter" he agreed and Akihito nodded.

"It might be possible that it'll take a while before you get the feeling like it's your own arm again, but he won't be possessing you anymore" he said and Mashiro looked interested.

"Why is that?" he asked and Akihito turned away again, knowing he still had something to finish up, looking at the medical examiner.

"Because it takes too much energy. The spirit tired himself out trying to take over one person's body and believed it to be better and less energy consuming to return to his own body. But because that was made of wax, he has no choice but to possess the rat instead. He doesn't have the energy to try and possess another body instead, so he can only possess the sick animal and live for another few days, or decide to disappear right now" he explained and then looked at Jirou, the expression on his face blank and the look in his eyes cold, the complete opposite of what he had shown the restaurant owner up until that moment.

"What you are trying to do will not work either" he said and saw the shaggy haired raven's eyes widen.

"What are you talking about?" he asked confused and Akihito regarded him with fake calmness.

"Don't play dumb. I told you I can see spirits. Hara Kazuki, Sekihara Minako, Miya Kaede, Abe Izumi, Fuijiwara Maki. They're all here. Of course, that includes Sasaki Emiko as well" the blonde said, sparing a glance at the female spirits lined up behind the raven who froze with wide eyes.

"Emiko is?" he asked and Akihito narrowed his eyes.

"She's always been at your side, even when you kidnapped, imprisoned and killed those four girls. She's also one of the spirits who begged me to stop you. Not that she needed to. I would have stopped you anyway" he said and Jirou blinked confused.

"W-Why would you do that?" he asked and Oogushi scoffed sardonically, but the shaggy haired raven was genuinely confused. He believed that as long as he was doing it out of love, there was no way he could be doing something wrong. The death of his girlfriend had broken his mind beyond repair, yet Akihito couldn't bring himself to pity the man.

"No matter how many girls you kill, Emiko will never be able to come back to you" the blonde said and Jirou shook his head in disbelieve.

"What are you talking about? She's already here, right? You said you can see her and I can feel her. I'm sure it's her. It's just a matter of giving her a body that she likes" he said and Akihito sighed.

"If only it was that, it would be easy and spirits could return to the living as much as they liked. But it's not that easy" the blonde said, regarding the raven.

"A spirit has to be compatible with a body" he said and Jirou nodded.

"I know that! That's why I picked out the girls who had the same age as Emiko. Who were just as tall, had brown hair and dark eyes" he said, convinced of his own explanation.

"In theory, that would work, yeah. But theory is not reality. In reality, a spirit needs to be compatible with the body. It's not about appearance or anything like that. The spirit has to want to enter the body" he said and Jirou chuckled, though it sounded unsettling to the blonde's ears.

"What are you saying? You're making it sound as if Emiko doesn't want to come back to me" he said and Akihito regarded him.

"Because she doesn't" he said honestly, making the smile fall off the raven's face.

"She asked me to stop you, because she doesn't want to live. Because she knows that it can never work. And even if she did and if it worked, it wouldn't be for long. The body she would be in, would get sick because the wrong spirit is in it" he said and Jirou looked up at him.

"T-then, what if I get her body back? Then, there wouldn't be a problem, right? She's buried in her home-country instead of cremated, so it's possible, right?" he asked hopefully but the priest's expression remained unchanging.

"What you are trying to do is not preparing a body for her to possess, it's zombifying. It's something completely different. Her body has been an empty vessel for too long. You're not giving her a second chance to live, you're trying to shackle her to a body" he said and something seemed to snap inside the raven's head.

"You're wrong!" he yelled, reaching up to clutch his head as he hunched forward. From the corner of his eyes, Akihito could see Asami, Kirishima and Oogushi shuffle forward, ready to jump in if needed.

"You're wrong! She will come back! Emiko wants to live! I prepared bodies for her to take over! I picked them out with special care and made sure that they were exactly like her. When I think about how she will come back to me, I can't control myself! I know that she'll come back to me! She promised that she would always be with me! She wants to live with me!" Jirou said, his voice sounding as unhinged as his mind, yet Akihito's mouth worked faster than his mind.

"Then why hasn't she come back yet, despite the opportunities you have given her?" he asked and Jirou shook his head like a little child refusing to listen to reason.

"No! She will come back to me! I just need to find the right body for her to take over! I'll continue searching for the one she likes enough to revive in" he said and Akihito grimaced.

"No matter how many girls you kill, she won't come back to a serial killer like you, in a body you killed with your own hands. But the truth is, you already know this, right" he said, rubbing salt in the wounds. He knew he probably shouldn't have, but it was hard for him to hold his tongue in a situation that pissed him off. He flinched back when Jirou screamed, launching himself towards the blonde who took a step back. The shaggy haired raven didn't get very far, grabbed mid-step and forced to the ground by Kirishima and Oogushi while Asami stepped in front of his lover.

"He didn't specifically admit to killing the girls, but I hope that's enough of a statement" Akihito said as he looked at the inspector who pulled out his handcuff from his lower back.

"You're insane" he said and the blonde huffed amused.

"You're welcome" he responded and the inspector shook with his head, hauling Jirou to his feet while summing up his rights while Akihito looked at the female spirits.

"I'll visit your families soon, so remain there a little longer if you want me to tall them something" he told them and heard them thank him before disappearing. Akihito was startled by a hand appearing in front of his face, a little too close for comfort.

"What are you doing, Mashiro-san?" the blonde asked as he leaned away from the hand stretched out towards him.

"I want to dissect you. Won't you give me your head when you die?" the medical examiner asked and Akihito gave a troubled, uncomfortable little laugh.

"I'll think about it" he said, just to get the creepy old man off his back. This was why he couldn't handle the guy.

"If we're finished here, we'll be taking our leave now" Asami said sharply, even when his voice seemed even, his arm curling around Akihito's waist to steer him away from the man who looked like he might even outlive the blonde. Maybe he did have some yokai blood in him or something?

"Are you alright?" Asami asked as they stepped into the car Asami had arrived with, a disoriented Suoh stepping in on the passenger's side while Kirishima took the wheel. Akihito looked up at his lover in confusion, his brows furrowing.

"It's not my first time confronting malicious ghosts or killers. I should be the one asking you that. You were the one with a possessed hand" he said and Asami clenched and unclenched the mentioned limb.

"I'll be fine. It's starting to feel like my arm again. But why do you keep holding your stomach?" he asked, turning the spotlight back to the blonde who tensed slightly before averting his gaze. Still self-conscious under the man's gaze, he averted his face entirely, looking outside the window.

"Because I'm pregnant. It's an automatic reaction, I can't help it" he said, resting his chin on top of his raised palm, his elbow supported on the window sill as he felt his stomach turn in nervousness for the raven's reaction. Don't get him wrong, it wasn't like he was planning to keep it a secret. He was just going to tell his lover after his OB appointment so he had a scan as proof. His appointment was in two days anyway.

"What?" Asami asked confused, clearly taken off guard and Akihito didn't blame him, looking at the older man from the corner of his eyes.

"Are you sure? Did you take a test?" he asked and Akihito looked away again.

"Four of them and I went to the doctor for a blood test. They all came back positive" he said and resisted the urge to shift uncomfortably in his seat as the raven remained silent for a short while before he leaned forward, knocking on the divider between the driver and the backseat.

"Something wrong, sir?" Kirishima asked as Akihito perked up.

"To the hospital" Asami said and the priest frowned as he watched his lover sit back in his seat.

"What? Why? I already have an appointment in two days" he said and the older male looked at him.

"And I'm saying we're going to see my private doctor now. How far along are you?" he asked and Akihito shrugged.

"I don't know. I was going to find that out during my appointment. You can't tell something like that by pregnancy tests or blood-tests" he said and Asami turned slightly towards him, a serious yet hesitant expression on his face.

"I'm only going to ask this once, and I'm not accusing you of anything. I just want to make sure" he said and Akihito frowned at him, wondering what the older man was being so careful about.

"Are you sure it's not Fei-long's?" he asked and Akihito bristled affronted at the mere idea of it.

"Don't be ridiculous! Back then, I was swallowing emergency pills like they were tic tacs! And I got my heat afterwards! Or did you forget that I wasn't even able to move on my first day? That I was stuck on the couch with a heat-pack on my stomach and my back?! You couldn't feel it but I could, the clenching of my uterus as it tried to commit seppuku! You even made a freaking PMS joke, you asshole!" the blonde ranted and Asami hid his mouth with his hand.

"So I'm going to be there this time? From the beginning?" he asked and Akihito could just hear the smile in his voice. For some odd reason, he could feel a flush rise up to his cheeks as the raven chuckled.

"I see. That's good" he said before turning to the blonde again.

"Should we see if we can break down the wall between the two penthouses on my floor, or do we look for a decent house to move into?" he asked and Akihito's eyes widened.

"Oi, oi, that's going too far! We can just change the office into a room or make Yurihiko share his" the blonde said and Asami scoffed.

"Don't be ridiculous. We need something bigger if we're going to have a second kid joining us. Let's buy a house, one that is closer to a good school" he said and turned back to the duo in front.

"Kirishima, when you have time, look up some houses in Tokyo with a good neighborhood and four rooms at least, just in case" Asami said and Akihito shook his head.

"Four?!" he parroted and Asami all but waved him off, barely sparing him a glance.

"Just in case, I said, didn't I? Who knows what happens in the future?" he asked and the blonde stared at him.

"You use a condom and I'm switching over to a better contraception!" he exclaimed and Asami levelled his lover with an arrogant look, as if he was looking down on the priest.

"Do you have any idea how constricting a condom is?" he asked and Akihito narrowed his eyes at the older man.

"Do you have any idea how constricting it is to push a kid out of your body? It's easy going in, but the same can't be said for coming out, you know! Constipation is nothing compared to labor, idiot!" he said and Asami laid his hand on the blonde's knee.

"You did it before, right? I'm sure you can do it again" he assured and the priest punched the older man's thigh, hitting him right in the muscle.

"That's not the problem! And at least let me change before you drag me to the hospital. I can't go in looking like this" he said and Asami subtly rubbed his abused thigh.

"You look fine. Now shut up and get inside. I want to meet Yurihiko's brother or sister. Can you see it already?" he asked and Akihito frowned.

"I don't know. I thought it was somewhere in the second trimester. This is my first time too, you know. I didn't even know I was pregnant the last time" he said and Asami hummed thoughtfully.

"Then we'll just have to study a little more, won't we. Oh and get a security system for the house. One that's better than in the penthouse" he said and turned to his head of security as Akihito turned to look out of the window, feeling his cheeks and his nape burn red.

"You're too excited about this, idiot" he mumbled into his hand, his other clutched in his lover's larger hand on his knee. However, he wasn't the only excited. When they told Yurihiko his little sibling was only eleven weeks old inside his mother's stomach, he almost immediately started cleaning up his room, before talking to the blonde's stomach as if the tiny alien could hear him. Akihito had the feeling those two would exhaust him more than his pregnancy would. Kirishima's mother-henning wasn't exactly helping, even when the omega knew it was meant well. However, the massages he had urged his boss to learn did come in handy when the priest's belly grew as moths passed. Feeling like he had swallowed a balloon and decorating a nursery in a new home didn't combine well, but it was well worth it when the crime-lord would work the kinks out of his muscles without the blonde even having to ask for it.

Luckily, Sachiko and Hidenori were always ready to jump in when needed and even when not, showing up at their house at least once a week with food enough to feed an army. Not that Akihito or Yurihiko complained about that. The little blonde did complain when they laughed with him when he cried, being the first one to hold his newborn baby brother. It was a picture Akihito would print on a large canvas, just to spite the little monkey when he entered puberty. It was a bit regrettable that Yoshio could only show up once in a while because Hanako was still refusing to meet Akihito, but that couldn't be helped. At least his father was making an effort to pass by more, ignoring his wife's tantrums to see his son and his two grandchildren. Akihito didn't feel sorry for being unable to see his mother, because if she was really so against him, he didn't need her in his life. He was happier without her anyway. She was only hurting herself by shunning him.

Thank you so much for reading!