Pairing: Asami/Akihito

Spoilers: None… I guess?

Disclaimer: All familiar characters belong to Yamane Ayano.

Author's Note: Yes, this is a SEQUEL of "The Forgotten One", so for those who haven't read that yet you will not understand this. I seriously doubt I'll write something like this again because god... this is so OOC *facepalm* This is such a major fail... Anyway, the starting is a song called Run by Leona Lewis (well there is a Snow Patrol version, but I was listening to Leona's version while writing this). I don't really write based on the song, but it gives you the mood. Heheh, oh yes... this is still unbetaed (since when have my stories ever been betaed anyway?)

The One Left Forgotten

I'll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You've been the only thing that's right
In all I've done

And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Away from here

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

To think I might not see those eyes
Makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbye
I nearly do

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear.

Song: Run

Artist: Leona Lewis

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Dark clouds formed upon the Tokyo skyline as hundreds of cars bustle through the busy streets. It was strange to see such weather in the month of summer in Japan. Ironically for one man, the weather reflects heavily on his emotion. Emotions which he'd kept constantly in check to lock away from ever surfacing to the light of day. Emotions which was beginning to become unbearable to push away. The man was drowned in his sorrow, but his face was devoid of it. He kept a cool composure for the sake of his subordinates. For the sake of keeping his sanity intact. And of course, for the sake of his boy. In fact, he needs a cool calculated mind for both of them.

He knew very well that this day would come and he'd been prepared. But no matter how much chains and locks he'd put around his heart, it all come undone when his eyes locked with the hazel ones. The eyes that once filled with unspoken feelings for him. The eyes that once held something dear for him… was gone without a trace. As if it wasn't there to begin with. All that was left was confusion, frustration, anguish and the most evident... sadness.

Who the fuck are you? That had hurt more than he could ever imagine.

Had he been trapped in a long beautiful dream all this time? Where his mind had conjured up his long unfulfilled desire… to be loved genuinely and purely by someone? If that was so, he couldn't deny how beautiful that dream was. The feelings he'd felt was too pure that left him with sleepless nights… where he was constantly haunted by the feeling of lost. Trapped in a dark world devoid of warmth. He felt cold, so cold… that he would jolt awake with a cold sweat in those nights.

How he wished it was a mere dream where he could simply dismissed the feelings away and be done with it. But deep down inside, he knew he had to face the reality of it. No matter how much pain it would cost, he would have to endure… for the sake of his lover. He had made a promise where he intends to keep no matter how long it'll take. Even if there was no such promises, he would walk down this thorny path just for the sake of those bright hazel eyes. Those eyes that he'd longed to gaze upon. Those eyes that meant more than his own life.

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"Ryuichi?" a voice barely a whisper called out, waking him from his sleep induced mind.

"Hmm?" he answered lazily before warping his arms around his petite lover.

"Could you do me a favour?" the boy asked uncertainly. That alert Asami enough to jolt his mind fully awake. His boy never asked for anything (except for sex that is), what could be so important that he would ask in the middle of the night?

"Anything" he answered while gazing into his lover's eyes.

Akihito took a deep breath before continuing. His voice shook the core of the older man's heart. "If it so happens that I forget about everything… please, promise me this..." Akihito's big hazel eyes search deeply into Asami's.

"Lock me up somewhere… anywhere but here" he continued with a determined tone. For the first time in years, that took Asami off guard. He didn't see that coming, not at all.

"I know how your mind operates, Ryuichi. I know that you would want me to stay close to you… especially if I'm not sane enough in the head" Akihito chuckles darkly.

"But I don't want you anywhere near me… not until I'm calm enough" he added after some time.

"You're offering yourself to be locked away?" Asami asked in surprised with a hint of amusement.

"You don't understand…" Akihito trailed off. "For heaven's sake, this is my sanity we're talking about. And I damn well know how my mind works! I've been imagining all sorts of scenarios in my head and it mostly ends with me hating you or you…" the boy couldn't end his own words as sobs emerged from his throat.

Asami pulled the boy closer and embrace him tightly. "I would never hate you, Akihito" he assured gently.

"No… Ryuichi, just no" Akihito placed his palm on the older man's chest and pushed him away. "It's not the matter of you hating me. It's the matter of me hurting you!" the young man finally snapped. His hazel eyes were clouded with worry. Was he worried about him? Doesn't Akihito know who he was talking to? Surely, he'll not crumble from just that. But apparently, Akihito was convinced otherwise.

"I know I will hate you, Ryuichi. Hell, I'll despise you if I think you captured and drugged me, somehow, because that's the only way to explain why I couldn't remember things much. I'll be desperate… so desperate that I'll do just anything to get away. Believe me when I say anything…" Akihito shudders in fear from his own imagination.

"You'll never harm me, Akihito" Asami was surprised yet again when Akihito began to laugh. A laugh that sends shiver down his spine. It was as if his boy had already lost a better half of his mind.

"You don't know how close I was from stabbing you last night" his voice deadpan. "I… I don't know what happened, but I just couldn't remember how I got here. I panicked… picked up a knife from the drawers because you know… the last thing I remember was being locked up… somewhere…" tears trailed down the young man's puffy cheeks as he tried to stifle the sobs.

"And I heard you at the door, thought it were my captors… so I hide behind the couch… Ryuichi, you don't know how close I was from…" Asami couldn't stand watching his lover cried over something that would've happened. He knew that even if it did happen, he would always forgive the boy. He devoured the sweet lips and muffles the boy's sobs.

"Promise me…" Akihito breathes between kisses. "I know you're a man of your words."

And he did. The promise he'd made was eating him inside. He'd given his word to Akihito, to never be directly involved in the treatment. To stay clear from the young photographer's line of sight. To never show his face when the boy is awake. True to his words, Asami stayed with his lover throughout the night. Soothing the young man's tears away whenever his lover relieved those traumatic memories through the dreams. Stealing quick kisses from the boy before forfeiting for the night. He'd been repeating the cycle for weeks.

His endurance reached at his limit. As time and time again, his lover's condition shows no improvement. He was beginning to taste the word known as "desperation". For once, he was at the end of the stick… finally cracking his stoic composure. He was at the point of breaking…

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The man was asleep soundly when he was dragged from his slumber by an intruder in a form of a devilish lover.

"Happy Birthday, Asami!" Akihito said mischievously before shoving down a slice of cake into the unsuspecting man's throat. Asami choke heavily on the sweetness of the cake before glaring dangerously at the boy on top of him, which had earned him a delightful laughter.

"Oh come on… it's not that sweet! I've made sure of it. Even Kirishima approves the taste" the boy continued on gleefully. He arched his perfect eyebrow at that piece of information. Since when did his secretary become so close with his kitten?

"And besides, what's a birthday without a cake?" Akihito added with a grin.

"Asami-sama?" he was dragged back to the present by Kirishima's voice. He didn't know how his thought had revolved around the boy. The time when Akihito had surprised him with a cake on his birthday… and that was a year ago. How time flies when you're not paying enough attention to it. He glanced at the small stand-up calendar on top of his oak desk.

It was 4th of August. Ironically, it was his birthday. Somehow his mind had subconsciously drifted to those times he spends with Akihito, celebrating his so called birthday. A dark chuckle escapes his throat. He was the top crimelord of Asia. But here he was, reminiscing old memories of his lover. Who had completely forgotten about him. Or his own name to begin with.

Kirishima cleared his throat before placing a laptop and a small box on top of his desk.

"Takaba-san requested that I hand this to you on your birthday if he's under treatment" he said calmly before retreating.

The gesture didn't surprised Asami as much. He should've known that the boy had prepared something for him for this day. Asami never regard his birthday as something special, but somehow his young lover regards it as special enough to be celebrated every year. He reached for the small box and opened it.

Neatly tucked in the box was their wedding band (clearly Akihito's other half since he was wearing his) and an SD memory card. He quickly powered up the laptop and inserts the card, to find that the card only consists of a video. He sits back on his chair comfortably as the video began to play. He was greeted by a cheerful smile from his lover. The smile that he had longed for weeks.

"Ryuichi, if you're watching this that means I've lost my mind didn't I?" Akihito smiled bitterly at this.

"So I thought of recording this one last time so that you can play it over and over again if the treatment is unsuccessful…"he trailed off.

"Anyway, Happy Birthday Ryuichi!" Akihito wishes happily while clapping his hand in cheers. "I'm sorry I can't be there to celebrate with you. I thought of sending you a cake, but I guess that's a bad idea since it'll get moldy in time. And buying you stuffs is out of the question since you practically owned everything. So here's the only thing I can give you..." Akihito took a deep breath before he continues.

"I love you" Akihito said genuinely with a blush on his face. His eyes showed how much Asami means to him. "Remember that for me until I come back. And if you're wondering why I'm sending the ring back, well…" he blushed deeply.

"I want you to claim me back when the time comes. Slide the ring through my finger and claim me back" he added with a shy smile. "I think we should renew our vows too. It's no longer until death do us apart… I know I'll be chained to you even in death, Ryuichi. That's how much I love you."

"And even if I die before the treatment bears fruit, just know the fact that you've claimed me and I'm forever yours. My tomb will be the witness of it because it'll no longer be 'Takaba Akihito'… it'll be yours, Ryuichi, 'Asami Akihito'" tears slide down his cheeks. He was truly happy finally declaring his love for the older man outwardly. No more secrets, no more games. It was the plain raw emotions and he regretted none of it.

"I'll end my life with a proof that I'd once loved you even if I could no longer remember it in my remaining days. So even in death, I'll be tied to you. That's my final gift to you, Ryuichi. And I'm sorry for ever causing you pain. I hope you can forgive me."

The video ended and Asami caught himself replaying the video again and again until he couldn't bare it anymore. The next thing he knew, he was standing in front of Akihito's confinement room. He knew he was breaking one of the promises he'd made, but he guess Akihito would forgive him today. He didn't know how Akihito would react seeing him after all those weeks, but it wasn't an illogical reaction from the boy after all once he thinks back.

He was slapped hardly across his face which burned and cracked his ego… and dare he say, painful for his heart. But he shoved it away. After weeks of denying his own need of seeing those spirited hazel eyes, he was willing to endure the pain. He knew now how much he'd missed the boy. He began with a simple "How are you?" question before proceeding talking naturally with his lover. Miraculously, the young man was willing to talk to him (or maybe the fact that his lover had no one else to talk to). And that was all he had hoped for.

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It took them almost two months later before those bright hazel eyes locked with his golden ones again. When the hazel ones conveyed recognition and those feelings that he thought would never be seen again, Asami smiled genuinely for the first time in weeks. The boy had made him vulnerable, but he was the only person Asami will ever bare his vulnerability to. His own golden eyes reflect the raw emotions he had bottled up for the boy.

"It doesn't matter. Nothing else matters" he replied to Akihito when the boy selflessly apologized for his erratic behavior. As promised, he slid the ring back to Akihito's slender finger before kissing his lover's temple affectionately.

"Welcome back" he breathes. Silently claiming the boy as his yet again.

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*cringed inwardly* Gah… this doesn't deserve to see the light of day…. Sorry Asami, I guess I suck writing you after all. Hahaha *gets shot*