You would think after what, 2 years, that I would have written more of this story that I actually have. Honestly I have some of the next seen finished…and that's about it. Last edit date for this file says 3/15/2013. I rock apparently. Sadest part is that in order to finish this, I have to read the whole thing all over again.

Ryuichi's head rested on Tatsuha's chest as silent tears fell down his face. He was scared for both himself and his lover. He knew Tohma wasn't the kind of person that would just call them over for no reason. He had a plan for them, and it likely wasn't going to be a good thing for either of them.

Slowly Tatsuha rubbed his lovers back. "Everything will be alright, Ryu. Worse case…Mika won't let him do anything bad to us."

He laughed between the tears. "She won't stand up to him. You don't seem to understand the relationship your sister has with Tohma."

He was silent for a second. "What do you mean?"

"Tohma doesn't keep people around that will challenge him. If you don't fit into his life like a piece of a puzzle, you're gone. That's how he's always been," Ryuichi whispered as he fell out of his lovers grasps and onto the bed.

Ryuichi fell to the bed, panting and struggling to breath. Immediately another figure fell on top of him, covering half of his body. As both males bodies were pressed together resting, they became covered in the mess of saliva, urine, and wasted sperm that decorated the brunette and the bed.

"Your endurance has really increased, Ryuichi," Tohma whispered as he crawled off the other and rolled onto his back. "That was the most fun I've had in a while."

He started to laugh lightly. "I didn't expect to be worked that much. Tohma is really forceful," he replied as he closed his eyes.

"I didn't expect you to try to control me. That really sent me for a loop," he mumbled.

Carefully Ryuichi rolled over so he was on his stomach, holding a pillow under his chest. "What can I say; I had to have some kind of dirt on the future head of the Yakuza to secure myself a position at the top. I can't just go in there blind."

Tohma started to laugh at the comment. "I'll transfer enough money into your account to keep you happy. After all I'll probably be calling on you for a very long time to come still."

"What about Mika? Isn't the wedding tomorrow," Ryuichi whispered.

Tohma groaned as he rolled on top of Ryuichi again. "Don't remind me. Speaking of though, do you have your tux all prepared?"

He nodded slowly. "It's in the closet at my Mom's. Not that I want to go see her tomorrow to get it, but that's where it happens to be."

Slowly Tohma sat up and looked around. "Hard to believe tomorrow night I will be back in this hotel room but as a married man."

"And then you leave for your honeymoon," Ryuichi added.

"Stop reminding me of things I'd rather not think about," Tohma said plainly. "She's such a waste of a wife. I don't see why Father ordered me to marry her in order to succeed the family business. Just because her Father runs the Tokyo division…"

Ryuichi sat up carefully. "Least she's pretty. She has a nice body that you can wear on your arm like a decoration."

"I think that's all she has going for her," he mumbled. Crawling up to the head of the bed, he collapsed once again. "I'm going to sleep."

Giggling Ryuichi lay next to his friend and snuggled close. "Just remember no matter what you'll always have me to fall back to when you need to."

"Ryuichi," Tatsuha asked softly after a minute.

Ryuichi blinked and looked at the teen. "Sorry was thinking."

Tatsuha smiled softly. "Don't worry, my Ryuichi. I won't let that jerk hurt you. You're mine and I'll protect you as long as I can."

He thought for a moment. Finally he sat up and got off the bed. "I'll be right back Tats. Wait for me here please," Ryuichi said softly as he walked towards the bedroom door.

"Ryu?"

Silently he walked out and closed the door.

"Ryuichi, what are you doing," Claude was from down the hall.

"Mr. K," he whispered. "I'm going for a walk."

The blond walked up to him and pinned the older man against the wall. "Go back in your room, Ryuichi. Wait for Tohma to call you."

Ryuichi looked away for the blue eyes. The American knew him better than he thought was possible. "Let me do this my way, K. You know I don't like to wait around like this. I need to know why we were called here."

He sighed as he let the brunette go. "Fine. I'll cover you as always."

Ryuichi nodded as he started walking down the hallway again. It took him about ten minutes to actually get to Tohma's office. He knocked softly on the door.

"Come in," Tohma called from the other side.

He took a deep breath before opening the door. Once he was inside, he closed it quickly. His eyes instantly looked down at the floor as he thought for a moment.

Tohma was surprised. "Ryuichi, why are you here?"

After another deep breath, Ryuichi started towards Tohma. He didn't stop until he was straddling the blond. "Tohma," Ryuichi whispered as he started kissing his neck lightly.

"I didn't expect this from you, Ryuichi," he whispered as he started feeling over the younger male's body. "Well it doesn't seem like you came here to try to kill me again."

Ryuichi leaned back and balanced on Tohma's knees. "I didn't come here to do that, Tohma. I already know that you won't die from a simple gun shot," he whispered as he ran his fingers over the blonde's chest. "Don't you remember the promise we made years ago?"

Tohma raised an eye brow at the question. "A promise?"

"You never liked Mika before you married her. You and I still had our time for a few years, but then you just stopped calling on me. You forgot about me, Tohma," Ryuichi said softly as he started to unbutton the blonde's shirt. "When you started to ignore me I was all alone again."

"Then you left for America."

He nodded slowly. "And I came back by your request. You said you would take care of me again, but you didn't."

"Because you came back with Mr. K," he mumbled. "I don't like sluts."

Tears formed in his eyes as he stopped moving. "We never had sex, Tohma. He was always there to protect me, but we never slept together," he said softly.

He narrowed his eyes at the younger. "And how many people have you slept with since? You are nothing more than a slut that I have no further use for," he said as he forced Ryuichi off his lap. "A while ago I was thinking about our past relations, and was going to overlook all the men that have been inside of you, but that's something I refuse to do now."

Ryuichi looked down at the carpet. "The only people that have ever been in me…in my life, only three men have ever penetrated me: you, Tatsuha, and him."

"I don't believe sluts. Now, why did you come to my office? I have work I need to do," Tohma said as he turned back to his desk.

He sat still and silent for a moment. Finally he stood up and turned away from Tohma. Slowly he walked out of the office and closed the door. "Bastard," he cried. "Just die already," he yelled out.

"Ryuichi, demons don't die," he whispered as he closed the door.

…

It was rare that Eiri ever wanted to go out to eat. At that it was unheard of for him to go where Shuichi wanted to go. Normally they would end up at some five start restaurant that only served food that had complicated names. But this time they were at an American restaurant.

Though rather than sitting in the dining room with the other customers, they were moved into a privet room. A lavish array of food awaited them when they entered.

"Oh wow," Shuichi said as he looked over the various dishes. "By the way, what's in that bag," Shuichi asked as he looked back at the blond.

Eiri smiled softly as he held the bag towards the teen. "Why don't you go into the bathroom and see?"

He groaned as he looked at the food again. "Knowing you it's something perverted. Actually thinking about it I know it is."

"Shuichi, go into the bathroom and open it," Eiri ordered.

Silently Shuichi took the bag and walked towards the door. "Fine," he whispered softly as he walked out.

A few minutes passed before he ran back into the room. A smile was plastered on his face since the bag contained clothes that were made for males, not random sex toys. But now he was confused as he walked into the once brightly lit room. The lights had been turned off which didn't make sense. "Eiri?"

He stopped when he felt arms wrap around him from behind. Instantly he relaxed into the embrace before realizing it wasn't his lover's arms around him. "Who are you," he whispered.

"It hasn't been that long, Shu," the man replied.

"Hiro," Shuichi called out as the lights turned on. He pulled from his friend then hugged him tightly. "I missed you."

Hiroshi smiled as he rubbed his friends back. "Missed you too Shu. I'm glad you're alright."

Shuichi let go and looked at Eiri with a giant smile on his face. "Thanks Eiri," he said softly.

Rolling his eyes, Eiri sat at the table and started eating. "If you two are going to stay like that all night you better be ready to give one hell of a show."

Blushing Shuichi ran over to the table, pulling Hiroshi with him. "So what prompted you to come here to eat with us," Shuichi asked as he put food on his plate.

"Actually," Hiroshi mumbled as he looked at the blond who wasn't paying attention. "I was called out here by Mr. Yuki about an hour ago."

Shuichi tilted his head. "I know it takes over an hour to get here from Tokyo though. How did you get to Kyoto so fast?"

"I'm here for school, dolt. Started a few months ago," he said with a laugh.

"Bleh, more school. You can keep it," he mumbled as he eyed Eiri who still wasn't paying attention. "So Hiro, remember that time you and I had sex together when we were in high school?"

No response came from the blond, but Hiroshi went beat red. "We did not, Shuichi."

Shuichi thought for a moment. "Well then maybe we should have sex now," he said with a laugh.

Finally Eiri set his fork down and stood up. Silently he walked over to Shuichi, grabbed him by the collar, and then sat back in his seat. He then forced the teen onto his lap. "Damn brat," he whispered.

"Thank you," he whispered as he hugged the older man. "You didn't have to do this for me, Eiri."

He looked away quickly while he dug in his pocket. "Had to have someone here to prove you are of sound mind," he mumbled as he pulled a box out and opened it.

Both Shuichi and Hiroshi were frozen while staring at the contents of the little box. "Is that what I think it is," Shuichi asked finally.

"When I come back, you and I will be together. Regardless of Tohma, we will be together forever, brat," Eiri mumbled.

Falling back, Shuichi landed on the floor. He closed his eyes with a big smile on his face. "I love Eiri."