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Man, it's cold out here! I've been sitting on this roof staring at this club entrance for hours, and my target; the infamous Asami Ryuichi; still hasn't made an appearance. Quickly glancing at my phone I notice that it's almost eleven. Almost an hour after he usually shows up. Maybe I missed him going in? I could try to sneak in; I am stealthy enough I should be able to get in with no problems. I slowly stand up in order to remain unseen as I try to make my way off of the roof. I just hope I have enough time to make it to the club before it closes for the night. I need this scoop. If I loose this story I won't be able to eat this week. Living paycheck to paycheck is becoming tedious. It's even starting to hinder my performance on assignments.
Sighing heavily once I made it to the ground level I checked my phone again, and proceeded to quietly curse at how long it took me to get down the fire escape. Putting together a plan to sneak in; I ran as fast as I could in order to make it to the club before it closes for the night, or Asami leaves. After casing the place for this long I know that the entire building, inside and out; is equipped with a top of the line security system. There is almost no way in without being seen by the cameras or someone. If not the suited men that always seem to lurking around the perimeter, the patrons inside, then your issues will come from the patrons waiting to get inside.
It's not that I'm not confident in my stealth skills because that's not an issue. I've gotten into and back out of some tight spots before. The issue I'm facing is that there isn't a single inch of this building left unwatched by a camera or a person. Well, usually, every inch is covered. I was able to find a side door that was left unattended. Looking around myself and making sure that this wasn't some sort of set up I took a deep breath and entered. I raised my camera prepared to take any shots that seemed worth taking. Staying as aware of my surroundings as possible I followed the sound of loud music.
I was looking at the inside of club Sion. Asami Ryuichi's base of operations, and possible cover up for an underground drug ring. I'm here to figure out just what is going on here. How true or untrue these rumors actually are. I slowly make my way out into the bar area and look around taking in as much as I can. I took a few shots thankful that I'd remembered to already turn the flash off. It's not like the camera itself was inconspicuous at all; it is a bulky black professional camera that took me months to save up for. I made my way towards the back of the club where a dark doorway sat covering a narrow staircase. In order to get to it I would have to cut through the entire crowd and the most direct path seems to be right through the dancefloor. I know that this isn't where any underground business deals would be held during regular business hours, so my only hope for catching anything worth reporting would be to make it to the upper floors.
Without being to obvious about it I try to blend in with the crowd until eventually I finally make it to the doorway leading upstairs. Just as I took a step forward to go up the stairs I am pulled back into the crowd of dancers. The grip on my camera tightening as I'm tugged, spun, and pushed from person to person. I lost all sense of direction from being manhandled. I attempted to make my way to the edge to be able to see where I'm facing and to get out of this suffocating situation. Social situations aren't exactly my cup of tea. That's why I took a job that meant I had to stay hidden. I don't like people breathing down my neck or touching me. I may sound paranoid, but I don't trust people.
It seemed like every time I got close to the edge of the dancing patrons I was getting pulled back into the heart of the dancefloor. This kept happening until the club finally started emptying out. If it wasn't for someone saying they needed to head home since it was after three in the morning; I wouldn't even know what time it was when everyone started to leave. It wasn't until I was pulled backwards and turned to face someone that I realized that I had been caught and trapped.
'I'm screwed now.'
I was roughly pulled to the middle of the dance floor. "Hey!" I struggled against the two men dragging me. "Let me go!"
The fedora I was wearing to disguise myself was roughly pulled off my head. I turned to look to the left hiding my face as best as I could from the man in front of me. My arms were grabbed and yanked behind me painfully. I gritted my teeth to keep from alerting them to my discomfort. I won't give them the satisfaction.
"So, you're the pest that's been spying on my clubs?" The man in front of me asked. "You know, it's not good for business to have reporters snooping around." My chin was gripped tightly and I was forced to look at this man.
"A-a-asa-mi?" I questioned surprised to run into him. "Asam-mi R-ryuichi, right?" I never saw him come in and I've been posted on that rooftop for days to map out his schedule to a tee. I never once saw him enter this building today. I did see him leave it, but he never came back.
"I have a few questions to ask you." Asami stated leaning closer to me so that we were now eye to eye. "Let's start with-" He leaned back again thinking.
"Questions?" I asked still struggling against the hold on me. "I don't know anything; I'm just a lowly photographer; I get the shot's, someone else gets the story, and the credit." Even I could hear the pathetic defeat in my own voice.
"How did you manage to get in here?" A tall man in glasses standing behind Asami asked stepping towards me. "This is a member's only club."
"If you want the pictures; take them." I responded glaring at Asami. "They probably aren't even worth developing."
"How did you get in here?" Asami asked gripping my chin even tighter.
"Pure skill." I sarcastically answered glaring.
"Kirishima." Asami spoke nodding towards me. The next second my camera was ripped off my neck, and I found myself almost curled in the fetal position trying to catch my breath with my arms wrapped around my stomach.
After receiving Kirishima's knee in my stomach and a shove backwards making the two men behind me let go of my arms. I groaned at the impact of his knee, but landing harshly on the ground hurt too. I tightened my arms and managed to find myself in a sitting position. I pulled my knees closer to my chest and leaned forward so my head was on my knees. I finally let the pain I was feeling known on my face. That Kirishima guy has a hard knee. Footsteps approached me making me look up.
"Cocky boys like you might find themselves in less than favorable situations." He leaned forward enough to grab my chin and force me to look at him. "Especially when they're intruding into things that shouldn't interest them in the first place." He turned my head roughly as he let go of my chin taking a step back and standing straight. A position that made him look down on me.
'Prick!'
"I know that." I glared up at him. "I don't need some old-timer, like you, to tell me that." I heard the snort from behind me that was quickly covered with a cough when Asami looked up at him. Asami, however, had a smile on his face.
"Cheeky." Asami turned away. "How about we play a game?" He faced me with a smirk. "What do you say."
"I don't have time for games." I growled sliding away from him until I hit Kirishima's leg making me look up. "When can I get my camera back?" I reached towards it but he lifted it out of my reach.
"After our game."
"What?" I asked turning my glare on Asami again. "What do you want from me?
"Takaba, you should really be careful in this world." He remarked stepping closer to me again. "You never know which dark abyss you may fall into." How does he know my name?
"Hey Suoh, There's a good shot of you in here." Kirishima remarked looking at my camera. "I might save this one for you."
"Thanks." Was awkwardly responded by the blond standing to my left.
"J-just don't erase all of it." I practically begged turning to face Kirishima so fast I was surprised I didn't give myself whiplash. I grabbed his ankle forgetting about the pain in my stomach.
"Kirishima."
"Boss?"
"Find out what's so important."
"Family photos." I said quietly looking to the floor. "I-I'll play your s-stupid game, just d-don't delete them."
"Leave us." Asami ordered making the three remaining men leave. When did the others leave?
"W-what is t-this game?" I asked sliding away from him as he came closer to me. "If it's information that you want, I don't have any."
"Oh, no, I'm not out for information." Asami smirked again grabbing my hand when I held it up to protect my face when he reached out towards me. "I was thinking a more physical game." He pulled me to my feet. "If you win Kirishima gives back the camera and memory card, but if you lose you never see either again."
"There's no way I could beat you in anything physical." I almost yelled. "Since I know I'm going to lose, but I already agreed." I sighed looking at the ground again. "Can I ask that at least one specific picture remain untouched?" He nodded, and I told him the picture that had to remain untouched, and he agreed no matter the outcome of this game of his.
He lead me to the staircase I'd been trying so hard to get to earlier. I hadn't noticed it before, but there was an elevator positioned just before the staircase which he pulled me into when the doors opened. Somehow the blond man, Suoh, was standing there in the corner of the elevator. Asami nodded at him before pulling me into the elevator, and Suoh pressed a button making the doors close. Four. There's four floors to this building? I was pulled backwards and a sickly sweet smelling cloth was pressed into my nose and mouth. I held my breath for as long as I could, but it wasn't very long because of the panic I was feeling. My eyes widened when I inhaled and the realization of what was happening finally sank in. It was only a moment later that the drug took effect and I fell unconscious against Suoh.
***
I woke up again to water dripping from my hair. I looked up dazed to come face to face with Asami. It only took me another second to realize the position that I am in.
"What the hell is this!?" I yelled. "Why am I tied up like this?" I inspected what I could see of the ropes around me and realized that I couldn't get out on my own. I have to be let out. I couldn't even tell how many ropes were used or where these knots started and ended. "Where are my clothes!?"
"Did you forget?" Asami asked placing his hand on my cheek before letting it trail down my neck. "You agreed to play my game."
"This isn't a game you perv!"
"Isn't it?" He asked as his hands continued to roam every inch of my body. "Although, you don't seem to be enjoying our game." He smirked and pulled out a clear vial before opening it and covering my mouth with his other hand so I could still breathe. "Yet." He held the vial just under my nose. "You will be soon enough."
My eyes widened when I realized he was drugging me again. By the time I realized it was to late not to breath in the scent. I couldn't place it, but it was intoxicating. My body seemed to be getting hotter. I could feel the blush forming on my cheeks and neck as my body kept heating up. He repeated that I'd 'start feeling good real soon' a couple times while his hands continued roaming my body. My heartbeat increased making it feel like it was trying to break out of the prison that is my chest. The heat all over my body and my pounding heart made it hard to focus on anything. I let out a groan and Asami turned his head to make eye contact with me.
"Ah, so you're starting to feel good now." He stated leaning over me so that our chests were touching. "Let's see what you can handle." He stated before stretching enough to be next to my ear. "What a perfect view you've given me." He whispered into my ear seductively before gently biting it making he twitch in places that shouldn't be responding to a man doing these kinds of things. "hmm, not exactly what I was hoping for." He trailed his tongue from my ear to my neck and kept going slowly until I finally gave a response he was looking for, a gasp. "That's it." He whispered making me shudder. He began to bite on the same spot that earned him the response as his hand was roaming my body again. I moaned out when he grazed the most sensitive part of my chest making him smile into my shoulder. He leaned away and stared at me. "Already hard?" He questioned running his hand up and down my inner thigh just barely grazing the very thing he was starring at.
"D-d-don't l-look." I stuttered turning my head and squeezing my eyes closed.
"Have you ever been teased here before?" He gripped me hard setting my entire body abuzz with sensations I'm not used to. I groaned and he smirked again. "I'm guessing not."
"D-don't t-touch."
"Oh, this is going to be so good for you now." He leaned forward and his smirk turned into a smile. "You're crying already." He glanced down before meeting my eyes as he leaned over me and did something that would shock me if I were in my right mind. He licked right above where his hand was on me tightly. "Not yet, Kitten." His grip tightened.
He continued to let his hands explore my body and elicit responses from me that I didn't want him to see or hear. After he got bored with what he was doing he completely stopped and pulled his hand away. When he did everything that was building up painfully came out and coated my stomach and the floor. He stepped away from me before leaving the room entirely. He came back shortly after, but when he did he had something in his hand. I quickly found out what it was when he secured it in my mouth and snapped it into place at the back of my head.
"You look so weak and helpless like this, Akihito." The smirk returned to his face. "I can't help but want to torture you right now." He continued right where he left off. "You're so responsive." He remarked after a few minutes. "And sensitive." He hummed which had me groaning around the bar in my mouth, and closing my eyes tightly as I came unglued for the second time. "Already." His hands roamed all over my body until he decided to stand behind me. He unclipped the bar pulling it from my mouth and holding it up before tossing it to the side.
"H-how?" I panted. "H-how can y-you d-do t-th-this?" I tried to turn my head towards him. "I-it's c-cruel."
"It's a good thing I'm just now getting to the fun part then." He pushed on my shoulders putting me face first into the floor.
"No!" I struggled against him. "Y-you c-can't!"
"Come on now, Kitten, this is the best part." He whispered in my ear as he pulled me up again but this time I found myself in his lap. "Let me hold you for this part." It's not like I have a choice in the matter.
His hand roamed my torso again completely distracting me from everything else. The intrusion caught me off guard even though I knew what he considered the fun part of this 'game' of his. I don't know how to describe the noise that left my mouth, but the closest I can get is a cross between a groan, whine, and a gasp. Once he got what he wanted from me he finally started to undo the ropes that I was tied up with. I no longer had any energy left to fight back so the process was quite easy for him. I could barely even keep my eyes open anymore.
"Oh, we're not done yet, Kitten." Asami picked me up and carried me to a bed before setting me down and positioned himself above me. "There's so much more to do still." For hours he did what he wanted with me as I was fighting against him, the drugs, and sleep.
"Remember Akihito, If you want to survive in my world; you'll need to wise up and keep your eyes open." He stood up straightening the suit he was wearing. "You need to see the real truth of the world." He stopped at the door and turned to face my semiconscious form. "If you can't you'll never know when you might fall into another dark abyss." I finally let my eyes close since he seemed to be done with his 'game'. "Until we meet again, Akihito, remember this; the pain and the pleasure that only I can give you."