Crossing Paths

*Important: If you are reading this story for the first time, then I want you to know that I edited the last 9 chapters on my own. My native language is Spanish so I made a lot of mistakes while writing those chapters in case you wondered why everything was so… awfully written.

If it weren't for Jadedslave who kindly accepted to beta this story then I assure you that this might have gotten on your nerves. She will start to beta for the chapters here and on, as long as she is available to do so. Please say thank you to her! She is a big help to me.

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*If you are reading this for the second time, then I want you to know that I changed the story a little. I made the characters… not too Occs (I hope so). I know it sounds a little egoistic but, if you want to read the story again, then you can do it knowing that I changed it a little bit. That's why I'm not leaving a summary!

I hope this chapter is to your liking! Enjoy!

He was starting to get frustrated while he listened to the doctor say -in a very clear English- that he made a mistake. He really didn't want to listen to anyone saying that they made a mistake regarding his health.

"You took this type of suppressant twice a week," said the doctor while reading his notes on the pad. "It caused a lot of damage in a short amount of time because your body isn't used to the strong suppressants here in Russia." The nurse looked at the small circles in Akihito's arms, she thought that those must have hurt.

"Your body accepted it but," he took a glance at the blonde who sat there with his bag already done, "your body needs to stop receiving these medications. If you continue injecting it then you will develop a big problem in your reproductive system. If you ever decide to have a baby then-"

"I'm not interested in having a baby, doctor." He said while looking at the doctor in front of him. The nurse could merely look to the side while the doctor simply nodded.

"Still, if you ever want your body to work like it did, you need to stop using these." He lifted the small bottle with transparent liquid. "It makes your heat last probably a maximum of a day, and with luck, you will get it once a month like normal."

"Mrs. Takaba," said the nurse that attended to him last night. Akihito turned to look at her and she took it as a cue to speak. "My brother had the same problem as you did, his body was too weak and he medicated himself. He felt a lot better after spending a lot of time with his mate, his alpha took care of him each time he felt the need to have intimacy. That made his body react to the pheromones and his heat started to be regular." She smiled kindly at him and Akihito couldn't help the disgust at the mention of 'having intimacy', he didn't even want to imagine Yuri touching his body.

"I understand," responded the blonde while grabbing his bag. "Is that all?"

"Yes Takaba," said the doctor and gave his hand to the blonde. "If you ever need anything or want to have a regular checkup, you can ask for me. Here is my card if you have any questions."

Akihito bowed at him and left the room.

"His mate was very angry when he was called two nights ago," said the nurse.

"He was the one who threatened the receptionist, wasn't he?" he said while opening the door of the VIP room.

"Yes, we tried to stop him but we were too afraid to offend an Arbatrov." She walked through the door and noticed the look on the doctor's face.

"Poor omega."

"Put your things in the back," said Yuri while watching Akihito carry his bag. The black car opened and Akihito placed his bag on the back seat.

He didn't want to sit in the front with Yuri, but he knew that he had no other choice. He didn't want to argue so early in the morning when he hasn't sleep at all due to the heat. He felt tired and a little weak after his abnormal heat took over his body. He opened the door and sat beside Yuri in the passenger seat.

He started the car and drove with the heavy silence between them, none of them dared to speak a word since two nights ago where he called Yuri believing that he was Asami.

Not just my body is fucked up, my brain is messed up too. He thought while watching the scenery outside, it was very cold but he luckily had a warm sweater that Fei Long packed for him.

"Mikhail is waiting for us to speak together when we arrive at the house." Yuri said while staring at the road. Akihito didn't feel like answering and simply hummed as an answer. That made Yuri look sideways at him and grip the steering wheel a little harder.

"Can you stop behaving like a kid?"

Akihito smiled at that and simply shrugged his shoulders, "can you please just not speak to me?"

"Whatever," he said without adding anything more.

He remembered why it was so hard to date Akihito sometimes. He knew how to make him happy and it was usually with sex or any random comment about photography. He really tried sometimes, above all, he wouldn't be in a relationship with someone if it weren't familiar to his liking. Maybe it's because his body and his attitude remind him of her. He closed his eyes and placed that thought in the back of his mind.

As soon as he entered the house, he was usually greeted by a happy Mikhail. Or at least, someone who welcomed him in the house beside the only friends he made that were the servants.

Akihito waited for Yuri to lead him to where Mikhail was waiting. They walked to the doubled white doors and Akihito noticed that Mikhail was there with Fei Long. He turned when Yuri closed the door behind them, this time there were no servants inside of the spacious living room.

"Akihito," started Mikhail. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm better," said the blonde staring at Mikhail's serious eyes. He moved his gaze towards Fei Long who calmly sat beside Mikhail. He looked calm and composed.

"I'm glad to hear that," he responded. "Akihito I know that Fei Long helped you to stay away during your heat. Honestly, I can't say that it was a silly move."

Yuri's eyes widened and Fei Long merely raised an eyebrow at that statement.

"What?" asked Akihito.

Did I hear that correctly?

"But," he stopped raising his hand to stop Akihito from speaking, "you can't move freely as you wish, Akihito. You might have had Fei Long's help now, and you are free to decide what to do with your body. However," he stood up and walked towards the center of the living room to look Akihito right in his eyes, "you can't do whatever you want when you are living with us. Wherever you go, where you work or simply who you decide to visit, concerns us."

Akihito could only stare at the serious face of Mikhail. He knew that he might get in trouble, because people recognized him as an Arbatrov because he was Yuri's partner. Ivan told Akihito that a few weeks after he arrived in Russia there was already a rumor that Yuri Arbatrov brought his new mate into the country.

"So that means that I need to give you an agenda about what I do? That's stupid." He snorted while looking at Yuri's smirk.

Mikhail didn't take kindly the sarcasm and grabbed Akihito by the collar, he lifted him up harshly. Alerting Fei Long instantly while Yuri could only stare in surprise at Mikhail's sudden behavior. Akihito stared with widen eyes at how Mikhail could lift him easily from the seat, he stared at him with wide eyes. Mikhail gripped the collar of Akihito and brought him effortlessly close to him.

"You are welcomed in this house, and you will get the respect you deserve. However, I won't tolerate you speaking to me like that as if you have the right to do so. In this house, and in this country, you will obey what I said. Are we clear?" his blue eyes stared at Akihito with a cold stare. His inner omega shivered when he started to notice Mikhail's pheromones intimidating him, he could only stare at him defiantly without doing anything.

Akihito frowned and grabbed Mikhail's wrists, he gripped them strongly and pushed them away from his collar. "Understood," he said with a controlled voice and pushed the hands of the alpha. Akihito was partly grateful for noticing Fei Long already standing up when he grabbed Mikhail.

Akihito strolled out of the room and closed the door with a loud thud.

"Are you sure that was the best approach you could make?" asked Fei Long sensing how Mikhail controlled his pheromones and stared at the door with a serious expression.

"What? You would prefer I brought him flowers asking him to behave?" he says while sitting beside Fei Long. "A man like that can't understand with those kinds of methods Fei Long." He calmed himself when his partner stared at him with a lustful gaze.

"I never said it was the bad decision," he spoke with a lower tone of voice. "I think you did well." Fei Long caressed Mikhail's knee discreetly.

"Disgusting," said the man sitting at the other side of the couch.

Mikhail stopped his partner's hand and stared angrily at Yuri. "This is partly your fault too, Yuri. I told you to try and take care of him properly, and the only thing you did was pissing him off even more. If you want this to work then you should try harder."

"Everything was going right if only this bastard didn't show up," he said while staring at Fei Long. The Chinese man only smirked at the furious grey eyes looking at him.

"It's true," said Mikhail raising an eyebrow at Fei Long. "However, you are his mate. This wouldn't have happened if you were less of a bastard which you normally aren't." He stood up from the couch.

"You should do something and fix this Yuri, because I won't take any chances if Akihito starts to think that we are the bad ones here. Remember that he can go back to Japan if you aren't careful enough, and I won't let Asami notice how fucked we are with our routes if it weren't for Fei Long who has giving us a hand lately."

"How you deal with your part of the business is your problem Mikhail. I didn't teach you to be a loser and ask for help of someone who is lesser than us." He stood up as well and Mikhail raised an eyebrow at the remark. Fei Long chuckled and noticed how Mikhail went rigid and walked to be face to face with Yuri.

"I don't need to tell you how pitiful you sound right now," he said while staring at Yuri. "You sound as if you have something against Fei Long just because he is closer to Akihito than you are," he smirks at seeing how Yuri's eyes widened slightly. "I'm right, aren't I?"

Fei Long stood up from his seat, knowing that he has heard enough and separated both alphas. Their pheromones were indeed strong inside of the room, he had to raise his to at least make his presence known.

"Mikhail," he said while placing a hand on his shoulder. He turned to look at Yuri.

"If you are that mad that I'm helping your cousin with his business it's up to you," he said while stepping closer to Yuri. He was slightly smaller than him but that didn't stop him. "However, if you are mad because of Akihito then I'll give you an advice," he felt Mikhail placing a hand on his shoulder, stopping him from going closer to Yuri. "If you really want to win him over then you should at least listen. If you manage to do that then you might have results. Although I doubt that either of you have done that." He turned to look at his partner who stared at him in confusion.

"You said you would let him go, and the only thing you have done so far is just saying welcome to this house and giving him stuff he doesn't need. He is a man," he stopped to turn his face and stare at Yuri, "a man you can't keep here forever, if you cage him here then you will soon find out that it will give you nothing but problems." He walked to the door and turned the doorknob.

"Don't' ever say I didn't warn you, Mikhail." Fei Long left the living room and closed the door.

Mikhail turned to look at Yuri and sighed. "Remember that this isn't just because Akihito is here; we are walking on thin ice just by going against Asami." He grabbed a small bottle of alcohol and poured himself a glass of brandy. "I know that you lost at least three routes this month. You have lost around 1.700,000 rubles ($ 25,000.00 USD) because of them." He took a sip of the glass and frowned.

"I know it's that bastards doing," he says while looking at Yuri. "If it weren't because of our mutual agreement with sharing the money we make from our companies in America, then he would be dead by now. What happened with our men in Japan?"

"They haven't stayed in contact, one guard said that Asami hasn't been meeting with anyone from our providers three days ago."

"Then why have they have closed the agreements with us? We were business partners with them since my parents were alive. My mother even had tea with them on a daily basis. Why the sudden change?" Yuri moved his gaze towards the knife on his waist and decided to change the topic.

"We can simply murder Asami if we want to, it won't be easy but it's definitely not impossible." Yuri stared at Mikhail and wondered how he could kill Asami if he had the chance.

"We know very well that it is not easy, he has his two guards with him. Kirishima Kei and Suoh Kazumi. They have worked with Asami since he started his business, they are like you and me. If one kills the other, then, that means revenge from the other party."

"Unless we kill all of them," Yuri placed a hand on his chin.

Mikhail smirked and stared at Yuri. "Yes we will at the right time but," he turned to look at the closed door, "make sure Akihito never finds out. And do all of us a favor, you two were a couple before, so I'm sure you can convince him to stay here. He might become a very good Arbatrov with some training."

Yuri poured some brandy for himself and smirked at the idea, an Akihito who learns about his world and makes himself a worthy mafia leader wasn't a bad idea. He was strong minded and passionate with his responsibilities, he smirked when he imagined himself showing Akihito the good parts of being in the mafia.

Knowing him, he will reject the idea. Unless I show him how good he can be if he tries it.

The knock on the white door made them stop their talk. Yuri stood up and opened it to find a very agitated servant looking at them.

"Mr. Yuri you need to see this."

"Lift up his head," he commanded while placing his gun under the chin of a foreign man. Suoh grabbed the black short hair and made the man stare straight up at the ceiling.

"I'll ask you one time, if you don't answer then I'll kill him." Asami commanded when he spoke to the man currently sitting on a chair with his hands bound behind his back, he is the leader of the group. Kirishima had a knife pressing against the neck of the man while he made him look in front to see Asami torturing his men.

"Where were you sending the merchandise to here in Japan? And where is it?"

He noticed the man that was kneeling wanted to speak, he pulled the cloth and pressed the barrel of the gun on the man's front head. "speak "

"T-The goods are in the warehouse 34 closer to the port,"he said with a trembling voice. "please spare my life Asami Ryuichi" the man said in his native language while looking at the crime lord.

"Then you must answer the other question," when he saw that the man shook his head because of his ignorance he waited for the leader to respond it.

Asami waited a few seconds for an answer from the leader, seeing that he didn't answer despise knowing Japanese, he moved his gaze towards the man kneeling in front of him and shot him in the head.

"Bastard!" yelled the leader in Russian, which earned him a hard punch on the nose by Kirishima. He groaned in pain while blood started to spill on the floor.

"I have two other men here," said Asami walking to the next one that was kneeling in front of him. "If you speak, then I'll save their lives." He said while looking at the leader, "if you don't speak then I'll kill all of you. I can always track you around and get the answers by myself," he took a knife from Suoh's hand and moved it in front of one of the men. One of them was crying while the other one seemed to be shaking with fear. "Of course, not without drawing the last drop of blood from your bodies." He stood in front of one of them. "Well? It's an easy decision. Speak and live or have a meaningless death."

One of them pleaded with their eyes at the leader, they had a cloth tied on the back of their heads with the intention of not letting them speak, just so the leader will get the burden of their deaths.

"I'm not going to tell you anything," said the leader in Japanese. Asami smirked and fired a single shot the two men in one leg.

"Perhaps you didn't understand what I said, that's why let me say it in your language". Asami lit a cigarette and let it hang between his lips. "Tell me where this merchandise was directed to, or I'll kill them," he spoke in a very fluent Russian, the leader stared at him surprised by how fluent he was. The men were pleading with their eyes at the leader, but he chose not to look at them. Asami noticed how he looked away and he chuckled.

"They don't know anything about where the merchandise is going," said the leader looking at his men. "There is no use involving them in this Asami." He stared at his men who nodded while one of them kept crying because of the pain on their legs.

"I see," he said walking towards the leader. "Suoh" said Asami and the bodyguard nodded, understanding perfectly what his boss meant. He moved to grab the youngest of the three and grabbed him roughly by the collar, the man wept with the incredible pain he felt at his leg.

Asami grabbed the short hair of the man and with a tight grip he made him look at his leader. They wore a scared look and the leader shuddered when he noticed the tears on the youngest man face.

"Look at him," said Asami while placing the face of the younger man closer to the leader's. "You are his leader, you can't be a coward and not see them in the eye when you are easily sending them to their death." Kirishima grabbed the face of the leader and made him at him straight in the eyes.

Asami grabbed the knife that Suoh passed him and with an unwavering gaze he pulled it closer to the man's covered mouth. Not before putting on white gloves.

"Speak or I'll gouge his eyes out." He moved slowly the small knife and placed it just right beside the temple of the man, he didn't stop crying and struggling against Asami's death grip.

"You can't do this! We have nothing to do with this!" yelled the leader while seeing obligated the face of his subordinate. "Let him go!" he yelled again and shuddered when Asami smirked.

He slowly pushed the knife in one eye of the young man, the screams and blood pouring of the small orifice made everyone cringe. The leader screamed at seeing the blood splattering on his face and his clothes, all the while, Asami stared at him with a murdering stare. The sound of the knife sinking into the skin was making the leader pale, he saw the eye of his subordinate falling onto the floor while the screaming of the subordinate ceased to a sobbing.

"You can continue wasting your time here, while making them suffer." Asami moved his bloody hand closer to the other eye of the man and waited for the leader to speak.

The leader could only stare at his poor subordinate and with gritted teeth he moved his gaze towards Asami.

"They were going to be sent to Nagareyama, there is a Japanese group waiting for the merchandise there." Asami let go of the man giving him a push just so he would fall to the floor. He took off the gloves and passed them to a plastic bag Suoh held.

"What is that group called?"

"Gotouda," he said staring at pool of blood covering his shoes. His subordinate has passed out from the pain. Asami turned to see Kirishima and the secretary nodded at him.

"How convenient for them to receive a very advanced equipment of guns and more than 300,000 yen worth of drugs. Tell me, why would a small group would need that equipment if they don't have any other connections to sell them?" Asami stood watching the leader getting nervous.

"You don't even know them," he said with a shaking and weak laugh.

"We don't, Kirishima?" he asked without turning to see at the secretary. Kirishima walked closer with a smirk, that almost matched the one of his boss, he stood in front of the leader.

"We do sir, they are one of the few groups we have under our command in Nagareyama." The leader was about to interrupt but the secretary stopped him. "However, it seems that the leader made an agreement with them to receive the merchandise and betray us. Gotouda Tetsu is the leader of the group, and he didn't mention anything in his reports about making a deal with foreignes." Hearing what happened made the Russian leader laugh and mockingly he stared at Asami.

"How ridiculous," he said in Russian. "You are the so called Asami Ryuichi, the one who rules the underground here in Japan but there are still people who prefers to betray you, what a laugh." He chuckled while Asami merely stared boringly at him while smoking.

"Indeed, what a laugh." Asami signaled one of them that was guarding the door of the warehouse and they nodded. Two men in black suits entered the warehouse while dragging a bag of black color. The leader and the other subordinate stared in confusion at what seemed to be a person in there.

"You see, I have very good subordinates" the men stopped in front of the leader and dropped the bag, "and as you said, it's a laugh when someone betrays me. That's why I personally take care of people who does it, but there is something that I'm always intrigued." He grabbed the cigarette and threw it on the floor.

"They think they can kill me," he said while showing the Russian man the body inside of the bag, He almost wanted to throw up when he saw Gotouda Tetsu with bullet between eyes and not a single finger on his hands, "and be successful. When is obvious that they don't stand a chance."

"That's why your superiors can't start a war with me, because if they do, I can retaliate at any moment for even daring to try and murder me. Of course, they will know personally by me and won't need a worthless life like you to inform them about how your pitiful plan failed."

Asami pulled the gun out of his holster and pointed out at the lying man on the floor without an eye, he shot him in the chest. The leader could only stare in horror as his subordinate bled in front of him. "Wh-What are you doing?!" he yelled in Russian.

Asami walked in front of the other man that continued kneeling on the floor, with scared eyes and muffled screams, he received a single shot between his eyes, ending his life immediately.

"YOU BASTARD! YOU SAID YOU WOULD LET THEM LIVE!" The Russian leader yelled in his native lenguage while seeing his subordinates bleeding on the concrete floor.

"How naïve for you to believe in my words," he said in Russian and smirked while placing the gun under his chin. He fired a single shot and blood splattered on the wall behind them. The body slumped on the chair and with a quick movement he cleaned the gun from the blood.

Asami took a deep breath and turned to see his two loyal men, while the other guards tried not to vomit at the bloody floor with the dead bodies.

"Suoh, make sure the Gotouda group get a new leader that we trust. See that they won't commit a mistake like their former leader did. If they don't cooperate with us, then we will annihilate them." He checked his gun and placed it on the holster. "Kirishima, take the merchandise to one of our warehouses and tight security around it."

"Yes, Asami-sama." They said in unison.

It was obvious that Kirishima and Suoh knew that his boss was more than just angry because of the attempted murder on him. It was silly to even think that a mere group could attempt against him, above all, Sion wasn't a weak organization like it was a few years ago.

The news about Takaba Akihito didn't make it any better. His boss was in a foul mood since he discovered that said man left to Russia. His interrogations were ruthless, nothing that they haven't seen before but definitely with more meaning to them.

He closed the door of his room with a loud bang and locked it. He wanted to kick someone in his frustration but only managed to hurt his hand in the process by kicking a wall. The sting hurt but there was nothing he hated more than being told what to do.

"What the fuck do they think I am? A fucking teenager? I'm a man for fuck sake." He passed a hand on his hair and took a deep breath trying to calm himself, but it was nothing but calming. He felt his small phone vibrating on his pocket and with a snarl he answered.

"What do you want?" he asked with a controlled voice full of anger.

"Rough day?" asked Ivan, he was getting more confidence around Akihito and he found it funny to pick up on the omega.

"It's a disaster. I'm seriously planning to get out of here, you know, I'm trying to cooperate but they are all…" he shut up and sighed. "What do you want?"

"Where are you?"

"Where else would I be?" he said while staring outside of the window. "I'm in my bedroom, why?"

"I want you to go out and naturally walk closer to the entrance, you might like what you see." Ivan said and waited for Akihito to speak, but the blonde didn't say anything and with the phone hiding on his pocket he opened the door of his bedroom and walked out.

He reached the entrance and noticed Yuri in deep discussion with one of the guards, Mikhail was crouching in front of what seemed to be a box with Fei Long beside him. He stick closer to one of the walls while listening what they were saying downstairs. He stood in silence but he couldn't hear anything, noticing that he won't be able to get anything from staying far from the entrance, he openly walked to it.

"What is going on?" he said and no one seemed to hear him but Fei Long. The Chinese man smirked and let him take a look.

Akihito walked closer to the box and saw a man with a shot on his head, Akihito gasped and placed a hand to cover his mouth in disgust. Mikhail took a note that was inside of an envelope and in a neatly Russian written, the message was clear.

"What the hell-?" he asked and Mikhail immediately turned to see the omega staring with surprised eyes at the body sickly bent in the small box. "Yuri get him out of here." His uncle turned to see the omega staring confused at him and quickly made a move to get the omega out of there.

"No!" said Akihito trying to shake his arm from Yuri's grasp but he couldn't, he could only stare at Mikhail's back with his fist clenched on his sides, one of them crunching the note.

Yuri returned to see Mikhail with the envelope and signaling him to come closer.

Fei Long stood closer to Mikhail and took the note from his hands, he unclenched it and started to read it.

"This is my answer to your pitiful plan, Arbatrov. Try to take a hit on me again and I'll do something else than merely killing one of your guards in Russia."

Yuri stared the dead body inside of the box, the man was one of the seniors in their organization and was in charge of a certain part in Moscow. Yuri couldn't comprehend how Asami can kill someone that important and hard to get, while he was millions of kilometers away from Russia. It was obvious that there was people infiltrated, but it didn't make sense, because in their organization everyone had Russian blood and the simple thought of betrayal was a taboo.

There must be someone outside of our organization that did this, but how? We know almost every Japanese that might be closer to this place and none of them are suspicious. Unless is someone that lives here, someone who is Russian.

Yuri's thoughts were interrupted when Mikhail passed him the envelope where the note was, he roughly pressed it against his chest and walked away.

Yuri opened it and grabbed the photos that were inside, he grabbed one of them and frowned when his eyes recognized the mutilated bodies in the photographs.

They are the team that was in charge of sending the guns to the Gotouda group, the only one who accepted to betray Asami's organization.

Yuri looked through the photos and placed them inside of the envelope again, with a deep frown on his face, he turned to walk away. Fei Long merely stared at the Russian guards that tried to move the box and stares suspiciously at the entrance of the mansion, he looked up and noticed a small strand of blonde hair sticking closer to the wall.

"All of this for an omega?" he muttered while walking to his own room.

"What the fuck was that?" said Akihito as soon as he locked the door of his bedroom. "There is a cadaver inside of that box, wha-"

"It was a nice shot, you should have seen it." Ivan said while chuckling over the phone. "I always loved to take down someone while being a sniper. It's highly pleasant to the eye."

"I knew that you were looking for revenge but, who did you kill?" asked Akihito while locking himself up in the private bathroom inside of his room.

"Does it matter?" says Ivan while sighing tiredly. "It was a security chief, it wasn't easy to kill but he was one of the people who was in charge of reporting to Yuri personally. Everyone that I have killed, have been always under Yuri's power. This one, was one of the best men he had." Ivan smirked while remembering the way he shot at the men when he was cheating his wife with a prostitute.

"That-" Akihito started but his mouth felt dry, he wanted to say that he was doing wrong with killing people but this wasn't a situation like in Japan where he could decide what is right or wrong. This time, this wasn't another scoop where he could decide to participate as a third party in the underworld, this time, he was involved.

"I guess you are not very familiar with seeing dead bodies," said Ivan while listening to the silence through the other line. "I'm starting to see why you are here." He said with a soft tone of voice, the heavy Japanese accent made Akihito sigh. "You are too far in this world, Akihito. You shouldn't have come. You should have just stayed with Asami and let him take care of everything, it was a silly decision to come

here."

"Shut up," said Akihito while gripping the phone. "I don't want to be scolded by you, and maybe I'm not familiar with this but I made my decision. I don't need Asami to come for me, and I won't stay here for too long… I just," he listened to someone opening the door of his bedroom and immediately hanged up. He flushed the water of the toilet and waited.

"Akihito?" said someone from outside. Akihito sighed and knew that that was Yuri's voice. He opened the door and walked out of the room, not even bothering on looking at the man. "Where you speaking with someone?"

"With who I would speak in the bathroom? It's not as if I can call even my family with the phone you gave me." Akihito walked to the window and crossed his arms, ignoring the questioning gaze of Yuri.

"We need to talk," he said and Akihito rolled his eyes. How much of this drama do I have to go through?

"If you want me to behave, then I will. I don't even know Russia to go around doing what I please, not that I'm unable to, but I don't want Mikhail to put a bullet between my eyes either."

"What are you talking about? Mikhail wouldn't do that to you, he just wants you to be safe." He walked to where Akihito was and cornered him on the wall. "You are an Arbatrov," he said while grabbing the blonde's hand. "That's why we just want the best for you, and we can keep you safe as long you are in our radar."

"I don't know Yuri," he said looking at their hands touching. This is sickening, but I can't let him know that I'm not on his side. They are obviously planning to do something to Asami, and I don't want to wait for someone to come rescue me like a damsel in distress.

"You come from a different world, Akihito. But that doesn't mean that you aren't talented, you know how to take pictures and get the worst of people like us. Why don't you use that talent for us?" he said kissing the soft hand of Akihito and staring at hazel eyes.

"What do you mean? You want me to work for you?" he wasn't expecting that at all.

"You just need to learn the basics, like protecting yourself and hold a gun, then you would be unstoppable. After that, you can take your camera and help us." He noticed that Akihito stayed silent and smirked thinking how easy it was to convince him.

"You will be known as my mate, many people already knows. That's why they will target you and try to take you down effortlessly. I waited for you to be ready and now I want you to understand what consequences comes up with that decision," Yuri placed hand on Akihito's waist and pulled him closer. He felt happy to see that Akihito was probably too shocked for words to even push him aside for touching him.

"You saw what happened down there, you don't want to end up like that, right?" he said with a different voice and that made Akihito wake up from his shocked state and stared at him. "You understand, right?" Yuri kissed the blonde's cheek and smirked evilly. "Who are the bad ones here, Akihito? You have no other option."

He is threating me? What does it mean that I don't have another option? Do I have to become someone like them to live here? It can't be…

"Y- You know, I was doing fine being a waitress in the café. Why do you need me to be one like-" Akihito got self-conscious at the proximity of their bodies. He felt repulsive but his body seemed to get calmer with the presence of his alpha.

"I told you before, you are an Arbatrov. Someone from our family can't be seen in a worthless job like that. You are," he said looking at Akihito's lips, "part of the elite. I let you do as you please before but, I think I failed to see the talent you have Akihito. You can become much more, someone you never thought you would be like in Japan. A better version from what you are." He hugged Akihito and kissed his neck, making the omega shudder.

"Cat got your tongue?" he chuckled closer to Akihito's ear, "or is it that my pheromones are too much for you?" he kissed Akihito's neck again and groped with his hand his ass. Akihito grabbed Yuri's shirt and moaned at the feeling.

Disgusting, I hate this. Fight it Akihito. You don't want this. You don't.

He tried to will his body to respond negatively at Yuri's advances but his body couldn't help but surrender. The pheromones, the heat and the scent of Yuri was making his senses going numb and the only part of his body that didn't want it was his heart.

"That's right," Yuri said feeling the straining erection from the omega poking with his. "You respond to me, Akihito. Forget everything, and just think of me." He lifted the omega's chin and while Akihito tried to push him, it was futile. With just one hand, Yuri grabbed Akihito's slender wrists and pushed him on to the bed.

"No, I don't…" said Akihito but his rejections weren't heard while Yuri touched his erection through his jeans. He felt his nipples getting hard and a wet warm tongue caressing them under his shirt.

"Yuri stop," he said while blushing at the sight of his erection dripping pre cum. He could even feel himself getting wet at the thought of having his alpha's seed inside of him.

Shit I'm not even in heat anymore, is this what being mates is? I don't want it, I don't need it.

He felt like crying when Yuri kept going and ravished his body, it felt so long since he had sex with Yuri and every time he felt disgusted. He didn't even want to accept the fact how his body received him over and over again, the way he moaned at the hard member thrusting into him while the pheromones of each other flooded the room.

Yuri embraced him like he did when they started dating, the slow caresses and hard body against him was making him confused, not because of the small action but from how his body reacted to it.

I'm going crazy…

It was around three in the morning when he woke up with someone beside of him, he turned on the lights and noticed a naked Yuri beside him. He merely stared at him with an emotionless expression and walked to the bathroom.

He looked at himself in the mirror and stared at the kiss marks on his body, his nipples were bitten and there were deep marks on his hips. They didn't hurt but he was sure that they will in a few hours. The worst part of all, was the trail of warm sticky liquid running down in the back of his thigh. He covered his mouth and gagged at the feeling, he knelt on the bathroom floor and wanted to throw up. He was practically infertile so there was no way he was pregnant, he remembered one of the words of the doctor.

"The effects of the suppressant damaged your nervous system, they might give you trouble after experiencing direct pheromones closer to you. Intimacy is going to be a problem if you don't keep check up to help your body to return to normal".

Akihito sat on the toilet and closed his eyes, he was tired but a part of himself felt satisfied. There was no other feeling than the one you can get from a one night stand, no feelings attached or any compromise, it was just sex.

What should I do? He practically told me that I need to change my way of living if I stay here, not that I have another option but leaving.

Akihito thought about how easy can be if he wanted to leave the country, Ivan could make it possible. He was sure that with a good plan he can do it, but there was something that was stopping him. Something he doesn't want to admit.

He wondered if this feeling was the one a person has when they are in an abusive relationship, when they don't want to see it but simply go along with it by having a good excuse.

His excuse? He was afraid of his bond with Yuri.

His body shuddered at the thought of not receiving Yuri's pheromones. He has been receiving them for more than a year, and now more than ever, he needs them. He might act like he doesn't want them but inside of him, his inner omega demands them.

It's ridiculous. It's disgusting and totally illogical.

He has heard from omegas that get withdrawal symptoms similar to an addict to cocaine. Headache, difficult breathing, dizziness, depression, etc.

He was scared of suffering them, he was scared of the same thing happening to him. His father was abandoned by his partner, an alpha that went to another country with another omega, leaving the bond he had with his omega father forgotten.

He has seen it with his own eyes, how the abscense of your mate can kill you. Even if he has a stubborn and bright personality that Yuri never really cared about, he didn't want to risk it. But it was such a silly thought that he can't bring himself to say his fears outloud.

What could assure him that Asami would want him after being bitten by another? He didn't know him but he was his only hope. That's why he never wanted to bond with Yuri, he has been running from it his whole life.

He sighed and went back to bed, Yuri was sleeping still but he noticed that as soon he got in bed again, a heavy arm wrapped around his stomach. He closed his eyes and let his confused thoughts being engulfed by sleeping.

He got up seeing his phone vibrating on the night stand beside the bed, he checked the caller and got up. With just a shirt on, he walked towards the window with care to not wake up the blonde beside him. He felt sated after months of not touching his omega, but he needed to pull those thoughts aside to listen to the caller.

"What did you find?" he said staring outside of the window.

"No one was in the scene when he was murdered, but apparently the woman with him was left alive. People said that he had enemies everywhere, no one can guess what truly happened. We interrogated everyone in the group but there was no one that seemed suspicious enough to kill."

"There is someone who is doing these jobs, and I have noticed that each man that has been killed has something to do with my men but not with Mikhail's. Asami is a smart man, but he will be dead in no time." Yuri stopped and turned to see if Akihito was awake but the blonde remained in the same position, he lowered his voice and spoke in a controlled voice.

"That bastard will fall in no time, I'll make sure of it. We will take him down and Mikhail won't have another option but to comply. Just like Vladimir made that foolish decision of not doing what I told him, but Mikhail is different. He is intelligent and will obey what I said. You are one of the few I trust with this, Leonid. But we will take our time, I have my mate and he will be the one to put an end to this."

The conversation seemed to go on for a few minutes, it was convenient how Akihito heard everything without alerting suspicions.

Who is Vladimir? And who is Leonid? I remember hearing Vladimir once but-

Akihito took a deep breath while realizing who the one that was named like that was.

He remembered a flash back from the first week he arrived to Russia.

"This is the first time for me seeing a house like this, the design is very unique". Akihito said while staring at the patterns on the doors neatly sculptured.

"Each design was chosen by my grandfather, but the doors were renovated by Vova". Mikhail smiled while showing Akihito the art gallery they had in a small room.

"Vova?" he asked seeing at the strange gaze in Mikhail's eyes.

"Vladimir Arbatrov. My father."

"Bring me Takaba Akihito."

Ivan listened to the man and shook his head although no one was looking at him, he smirked and answered in Japanese. "Business doesn't work like this, Asami-san."

"All of this would end if you simply obey my orders."

"Exactly, everything would end. Remember what is the only thing I asked? Revenge. I want Yuri Arbatrov dead. Takaba Akihito was someone that just made easy everything for me, and he is willing to help me at any cost." He stood to see the newest gun that he received from Japan and smirked when he noticed a good sum of money with it.

"With my help, I gave you bank accounts, connections and alerted you from their plans. If Akihito comes to the decision of leaving Russia then it's up to him, but I won't drag a man to you if he doesn't say so himself. We have a deal, and I know you are a man of word."

Asami remained silent for a moment before answering.

"Tell him to go to this package from this store, and then, I'll help you in detail as I have done this time." The phone call ended and Ivan stared at the used phone.

"This game is getting hard to win, my dear family." He said while staring at a photograph of them in what used to be their garden.

"But I won't give up."

A/T: Hello! I know it's been quite a long while since I updated for this story, and I have no excuse more than 'writers block' is a bitch. What do you think? I'm looking forward to read you all! Criticism, recommendations, anything.

I've been very grateful for anyone who read this and took a little of their time to leave a comment. You all don't deserve my tedious slow updated for this, and neither for the Pets story. I have a few reasons of why I haven't been updating. I don't want to go into details but I got a surgery, went on a trip outside of the country and… well, many other things that left me too busy mentally to actually write. However, I hope that I can start again.

This story won't get into a hiatus so long like it did, for the people who knows me from other stories know that I took almost a year to write it. I'm sorry, I really do.

I'm the kind of person who can take any kind of criticism, I won't judge if you said that a character is useless or… badly written. I get it. The bad thing about that comment is that is hard for me to move on, I get stuck thinking and blaming myself while I think "damn they are right". Please, if you want to comment something like that, please do so. I edited/wrote everything because of one single comment, I know I can't please everyone but I'll do what I can with this story. Thank you so much for your understanding. I hope to update the Pets story soon! I wish you all the best!

***It was a huge coincidence, I met a reader on instagram! I love her art and she has some of Finder as well. Honestly, I love it! You can search for her name as akocchi183. I have to say I'm a fan!