The Average lifestyle for a Crime Lord and a Photographer

Teasing Aftermath

Akihito lay panting in the makeshift bedroom.

'Crap, I missed the shoot!" Akihito muttered disgruntled.

Asami just smirked at the boy's sudden realisation, he lay upright besides the boy on the left side of the bed whilst Akihito spread himself across the bed, the duvet draped over his figure.

"Because you missed it, how about we play this again? After All, Kirishma isn't one to fall for such folly, you have another stake tomorrow by Tohru's calender, the same rules apply if you wish to go."

Akihito just blinked like a cat caught in headlights.

"You know about my calender?"
Asami just raised an inquisitive eyebrow.

"Wait, that's not important, you can't force my to play this game again! I won! I have a job to do as well you know.  While your off being an underground criminal, I'm putting those like you, w-well I mean in similar business, away for good."

"Oh? I'm a criminal am I? Shall I show you how much of a criminal I can be? It seems you have a fair amount of energy to spare."

Akihito began to shuffle away but the damage was done, and the advancing panther was not going to stop. Not that he even had that possibility.

"Wait... n-no... hey come on I have that stake remember... I need to work!"

"So you agree on carrying on the game then? Good. Now then my Mrs, let's continue."

Somewhere else

Suoh woke to the ringing of his phone, immediately picking up he answered.

"Asami-sama?"
"Suoh, come collect us now."
"Yes, Boss"

Ending the call Suoh got up, dressed and grabbed his keys under 5 minutes, the boss would not to be kept waiting.
Locking his door he stopped for a second, looking at his phone he swore incredulously 'half 2 in the morning?!'

Pulling up to the front doors of Club Sion as directed by Asami-sama, he was rather surprised at what he saw, damn shame he couldn't snap a picture to show Kirishma. The Yakuza Boss stood dressed in a rich fine suit, black overcoat, black leather gloves and his famous Dunhill cigar hanging from his mouth as he held a sleeping golden haired boy whose clothes seemed to have been thrown in haphazardly.

The boy, even asleep, had both hands clutching the others waistcoat and had his head firmly planted on his chest. Finding perfect blackmail material against Takaba-sama (maybe he will think twice about running away) he couldn't help but use his phone to take a quick snapshot of the moment. 
Seconds before Asami-sama's eyes met the car he sent the picture to Kirishma and Tohru, it will be completely worth it.

Stepping out the car he went to open the door for the Boss and his wife. Once he has dropped them off he can't finally sleep, peacefully even, if the Bosses brat continues to stay sleep that is.

Reaching the flats - to the second highest floor.

"Goodnight Asami-sama, this is the stop"
"Goodnight Suoh, I expect to see you at half 10 today, remember that."

Suoh bowed as the elevator continued towards the top suit. Sighing in relief, he retired for the night, with last thoughts on how weird today had been. His Boss can be so messed up sometimes. Not that he'd ever say that to his face, Kirishma maybe, but definitely not Asami-sama. He quite liked living as it is now.