柳沢一郎

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“Oh, just...”

A frustrated noise left the raven-haired man as he brushed Atsushi’s hand away and leaned against the wall, pulling him close. He didn’t kiss him, though their faces were so close he might as well have.

“Shut up.” he growled quietly, in a commanding voice, holding Atsushi in place with one hand on his waist and the other on the back of his head, tangled in his hair. To anyone walking past them, it would look as if they were making out. 

Steps soon approached, high-heeled shoes hesitated beside them and then quickly rushed away. Once the click-clack of the heels went silent in the distance, Ichirou finally let Atsushi go, sighing as he rubbed the back of his neck, his long hair somewhat in a disarray.

“...I’m sorry for that.” he murmured. “I needed to think something up quickly, and you were the only person I knew here. We can agree this never took place if you want.”

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Amethyst and amber orbs stared into crimson ones, trying to decipher all the emotions inside them. There were so many that couldn’t help, but just admire the ruby pools instead.

“I don’t mind it.”

In all honestly, he could understand why Kurashi was fussing over him so much even if it was a little embarrassing. That was exactly why he hadn’t protested much when he had been pulled into the tight hug aside trying to reassure the raven that everything was alright.

After letting the mangaka make sure that he was really there and that his appearance wasn’t a mere ghost, the boy pulled away and turned to fully face Ichirou. Atsushi stood like that for a moment, nibbling on his lower lip before bowing.

“I’m sorry for my behaviour back when we first met.”

It was something he felt he needed to say after Ichirou risked his life in order to save him.

Kurashi let Atsushi go when the boy pulled away from him eventually, and let him face Ichirou. The raven had already told him what happened - how he found out, through means he didn’t feel like describing, that the people Atsushi has been sent to investigate were more than first met the eye; that the boy could be in danger. How he rushed to the stage, and, with a little help, carried Atsushi away from it and to safety.

Kurashi couldn’t thank him enough. The thought of losing his brother was too much for him to bear. 

Ichirou made sure not to get into details while he was explaining the events to Kurashi, and he didn’t feel like it was his obligation to change his behaviour towards Atsushi from the one before the whole incident. The more surprised he was by the boy’s next words - which he received with an amused smile, and a flicker dancing in his chocolate eyes.

“...I have been once told that everyone has their price; I suppose yours was your own life.” he said after a moment, before waving his hand. “I don’t need your apology; I doubt your truly regret how you behaved then. Don’t feel like I will be expecting you to be nicer to me from now on, either. I have already told you why I bother about your well-being, boy; if you want to repay me, don’t get yourself into such trouble again. You’ll make your brother sick with worry otherwise.”

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Oh. They were right there. Had they been waiting there the entire time?

Atsushi nearly cried out at the sudden tight hug. While he did expect Kurashi to be worried about him, he didn’t expect to be squeezed so hard. Oh dear.

“Nii-san– Nii-san, I’m fine. Yosano-san’s Ability worked perfectly as always.” Despite his words he hugged his older brother just as tightly. He wanted to let him know that he was indeed there, he was alright and in no immediate danger of dying. “I’m sorry for making you worry so much. I didn’t mean to.”

Hearing Ichirou’s words, the boy rose his head so he could look at him better. His gaze softened as he mouthed a thank you before the other looked away. He was glad that he had been saved. Who knew what would had happened otherwise? He surely didn’t want to find out.

Kurashi didn’t reply at first; he simply hugged his brother a bit tighter before finally at least stopping to shake. It took him a few moments before he was able to pry himself off, and even then he cupped Atsushi’s face in his hands and looked at him with so many emotions mixing in his eyes it was almost impossible to tell one from the other.

“I thought I lost you.” he whispered, eyes watering up. Before he could squeeze Atsushi in another hug, though, Ichirou was there to stop him, resting his hand on Kurashi’s shoulder.

“Come on, Kurashi, let the boy breathe a bit.” he said with a slight smile, and Kurashi hesitantly dropped his attempt, though he kept his hands on Atsushi’s shoulder, looking at him, caressing his hair, making sure once and then again his little brother was alright.

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If he weren’t in such a state then Atsushi would be pouting at what Ichirou was using to motivate him to fight until Yosano got there. But considering that that wasn’t the case, the most he could do was let out another pained grunt; dammit, that Ability user truly did a number on him.

The last thing he saw before his eyes closed ( against his will ) was Yosano approaching him quickly. He’d have to thank her later.

He’s not sure for how long he’d been out cold, but it felt as if a while had passed. Opening his eyes granted him with the sight of a white ceiling and turning his head to the side with an empty room. The other two must be somewhere else in the house after they let him rest.

Atsushi stood up slowly, groaning when his bones popped with the movement. He was never going to get used to being treated by Yosano. Maybe for the better. Getting used to that was a scary thought. It would also mean that he was getting used to the idea of dying, that death didn’t scare him as much anymore.

Shaking his head ( which turned out to be a bad idea when the room started spinning ) he sighed and began making his way towards the door and out in the hallway.

“Kurashi-nii!! Ichirou-san!!”

Both the men that Atsushi called raised their heads to look at him once they noticed him. They were seated by the low table just outside Atsushi’s door, their hands holding mugs of tea that already went cold. Another cup, empty, was still on the table, showing Yosano only left few minutes ago. 

Kurashi was the first one to stand up; and indeed, the next second, he was running to Atsushi and pulling him into a tight, desperate hug. The man’s shoulders were shaking as he held his little brother tightly, as if he needed to make sure Atsushi was really there, alive and well.

Ichirou didn’t stand up from his place, but he did pour another cup of tea for Atsushi and observed the brothers; his face just as void of emotion as it could be when he wanted it to.

“...told you you’re not dying just yet, kid.” he smiled lightly after saying that, and turned back to his tea.

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“Nii-san…”

The words left his mouth in a breathless whisper. Right. He couldn’t make him upset. He couldn’t let Kurashi be heartbroken over his death. Atsushi would never be able to forgive himself for putting his brother through so much pain.

Ichirou’s sharp voice seemed to do the trick, snapping the boy out of his thoughts. His eyes widened a bit before going back to their previous, half lidded state. He was doing his best to fight off the sleepiness, certain that if his eyes were to fall closed that that was the way they were going to remain which honestly scared him. It was odd, really. He would sacrifice himself without a second thought and yet he was still afraid of dying.

The tiger’s regeneration was slowly working on patching the teen up. It was slow, so slow that it wasn’t noticeable, but it was there. It was what kept him afloat at the very moment and without which he’d have less chances of surviving.

“I-I’m trying–”

Trouble, eh? He was being trouble again.

Trouble trouble trouble troubletroubletroubletrouble–

“I don’t want to die…”

A mere whisper, but the fear that underlined it was more than enough to convey how he was feeling.

“You’re not going to die.”

Ichirou said that in a sharp, demanding voice again, picking up his pace afterwards. He could see more than clearly how close to the edge the boy really was, and he wasn’t going to let him slip over it. 

No way.

They reached the house, finally, and all it took was a look exchanged between Kurashi and himself for the raven to run towards the phone while Ichirou gently laid Atsushi down on the floor, grabbing his hand in his.

“Just a bit more.” he said through gritted teeth. “Fight a bit more with me, will you? Without you there, who’s going to make sure I’m not getting too handsy with your brother, hm? Don’t you give up on me now, kid.”

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Oh, how his body burned and ached with each and every move. How it screamed and cried for rest, for an escape from the pain that engulfed it. He felt as if he was on fire, alight, burning as he begged– or at least tried to– for it all to stop. All that rolled off brilliant red stained lips was a noise between a pained groan and a whimper.

His eyes were going in and out of focus at an alarming pace. Had he hit his head so hard when he had been tossed like a mere ragdoll? It seemed like it if he were to judge by how much his head hurt and how hot the back of it felt.

Atsushi had seen better days, that was for sure.

Don’t close your eyes, don’t close your eyes, don’t–

Ah, but it was so inviting. He could close his eyes and escape reality for a bit. He could hide in the welcoming darkness and not deal with his current predicament.

Oddly coloured eyes stared upwards at pools of chocolate as he half parted his lips. The boy knew that neither of them liked the other and could guess the only reason Ichirou was saving him and yet. He couldn’t help, but still ask.

“Why…?”

“Because I dislike seeing Kurashi heartbroken over your death. Now stay with me, kid.”

Ichirou’s voice was sharp, as if he wanted to pull Atsushi out of his daze with the sheer power of it. He was being completely honest with his speech, and though that didn’t happen too often, he felt this was the best course to take for now. 

He walked briskly, the boy in his arms weighing nothing to him. Ichirou wasn’t maybe an ability user, but he was strong and healthy; more than enough to carry Atsushi outside the danger zone and towards Kurashi’s home. He knew there was some doctor able to heal even wounds like the boy’s own, but he didn’t know anything about them; Kurashi, however, might know just whom to call. 

“I said, stay with me. Don’t fall asleep on me, now that I went to trouble to actually get you out of that fight.”

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Ichirou regarded the man standing before him with a cold gaze, placing himself between him and the curled up boy on the ground. It wasn’t that he liked the kid; and Atsushi certainly seemed to hate him - but he knew perfectly well that, for whatever reason, Kurashi seemed attached to the boy.

And if it meant a difference between Kurashi being broken-hearted and sad for the next few years and putting himself in danger, then damn, Ichirou was going to protect this kid with all he had.

“What do you care? You want to end up as him? You’re not even an ability user.” the man who attacked Atsushi scoffed at him. Ichirou smiled lightly, before turning his back and walking to the boy, picking him up effortlessly in his arms.

“I’m not.” he confirmed, looking back at the man with a little smile. “But I can afford people that are.” 

And just as he started walking away, there could be a presence felt behind them; and soon, the man who attacked Atsushi was groaning in pain, and crumbling to the ground. Ichirou sighed, starting to walk away.

“...are you still alive, kid?”

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    Pleasurable purr mixed with a soft chuckle, as the stripper felt Ichirou’s hands on his bare hips. His arm went up, locking behind the actor’s nape, other hand softly landed on a warm palm still resting on his left hip. Linda’s head fell back, just to let the other more space to harass his ear and neck, the whole body sensually swaying in a rhythm of the music.     Ichirou’s words were not really rewarding, they even made the blond froze for a tiny second. But the tone of the other man’s voice convinced him, it’s just a teasing. And Linda would gladly let the raven play with him as he please - for now, he was his toy after all.     “Unprofessional? No way.”    Linda let out another silent chuckle, his moves became more passionate, rear glued right on Ichirou’s groin, teasing it with erotic dance. He was enjoying every single part of it, proving, that nothing was unprofessional at all.     “You know… I wanted you to be the one who will end this show. So I won’t call it disappointing. And for making it to the end, I should be completely naked, right?”     The blond let go of the other’s body, making a precise loop around the pole with a provocative grin all over his face. Once his feet landed on the floor softly as a cat paws, he returned to his client, pressing his hands gently against the other’s chest and started to move them back to the couch. Only a few steps full of passion, as their bodies were touching each other, were needed to get there. The blond made Ichirou to sit down and straddled him so fiercely, that it looked like he really wanted to ride him right in the moment. However, Linda just kept moving his hips sensually, giving the raven at least a picture of how it would look like if they really had sex in this position.     “Mmm, so do you want to finish it?" 

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Ichirou snickered lightly at how eager the little boy has become. Despite being very much off age, and clearly more than experienced, this was the name the actor felt like calling the blond stripper. Somehow, he had the perfect mix of quite stark eroticism and a tiny bit of innocence, even if acted, that only made him all the more desirable to the raven.

But Ichirou didn’t feel like letting Linda have his way just yet. Yes, it was pleasurable, yes, it felt good  just to imagine this sexy little thing riding him like he so explicitly showed he would just the moment he managed to push Ichirou on the couch; but this was usual, and this was not what the actor wanted on his birthday. And before he fucks this creature’s brains out, he wanted some more fun.

“Finish?” he purred playfully, hands slowly moving down, from Linda’s middle to his hips, finally resting lightly on his admittedly very nice butt. “My my, I’m afraid just a show like that isn’t enough to make me finish...” he snickered softly, though he kept his voice calm and elegant, not at all affected by Linda’s advances. He did grow hard under the ministrations to his groin, of course, but there was nothing, not even a flush, indicating he was aroused in any other way... maybe safe for his voice, slick and husky, tempting like sin itself.

“I wouldn’t mind the show to end, though... if there is something nice to await me after it, of course. Is there..?” he purred, leaning in again to whisper into Linda’s ear, letting his lips graze the sensitive flesh there. 

“Will you tell me just what will await me after the show, Linda-san?”

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  Masaomi nodded. “I wouldn’t be happy with you paying for everything we do. It would feel too much like I’m taking your money or something. I mean, I already work for you, so…”

  At first, Masaomi was unsure of what to say, unable to get any thoughts into his head. After that, there were too many thoughts to express only one of them. “That’s…” He let out an exasperated breath before speaking again. “It’s really difficult to tell when you’re joking, you know. You don’t give away any of the cues other people do—or maybe they’re more subtle or different ones. Whatever the case, I’ll figure out your sense of humor eventually… But in my defense, given the things you like, an idea like that doesn’t seem too far-fetched.”

  He moved slightly closer to Ichirou as he forced down his blush. “I mean, if you’re into, like, crossdressing or something, I wouldn’t mind trying it out…” Masaomi shook his head. “Let’s just focus on our date for now.”

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“Things I like? My dear, you should have realised already...”

Ichirou smiled lightly, looking at Masaomi’s obviously forced calm. The boy was so easy to fluster, and so amusing while at it; really, the actor could just make him blush with a look, never mind words. 

Or ideas. Ideas were even more powerful there...

“I like you... which is why I am quite fond of the idea to simply focus on our date. And there, we’re almost at the restaurant. It’s right over here...”

Ichirou smiled again, and squeezed Masaomi’s hand lightly as they neared a rather small restaurant, with a cozy look to it. It was somewhat unfitting of Ichirou’s character, to chose a place so warm and casual, but it very much fitted a sweet first date with a young lover.

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Ichirou smirked at the response; he anticipated it, but it was still extremely satisfying to learn time and time again Masaomi was willing to let him do whatever he pleased, no matter what it was.

Still, his voice was soft when he whispered into the blond’s ear a sweet reassurance; the last thing he needed was Masaomi backing out now of all time, when he had so much fun planned for them for tonight.

“Just tell me to stop, at any time, and I will, my beautiful.” he whispered, and pulled away, reaching to the same box from which he took the material to bind Masaomi with before. Without making a sound, he took out a candle; a rather conveniently shaped one, too, but he wasn’t going to use that quality of it just yet - and lit it, the dark, arousing scent quickly filling the air as Ichirou put the candle on a little tray he prepared for now, and let it burn steadily while he himself moved back to Masaomi. His hands roamed the blond’s chest and flicked his nipples rather roughly this time before moving down, cupping his erection lightly, barely giving him any touch.

“...don’t say embarrassing things... was it?” he purred quietly, in a husky, slightly amused voice. “Even though you’re loving it this much... your body is much more honest than you are, Masaomi. Look how it trembles every time I give you the sweet pain you love...” the actors other hand, that was up until now stroking Masaomi’s soft skin on the blond’s thigh, now delivered a short slap; not one that would hurt too much, just a sudden sting.

For now.

“No... I really can’t have you denying you love me being a little cruel to you, Masaomi... You’re mine, after all. So I’ll just train you to fit my tastes... and being honest with your own pleasures is quite in my tastes, indeed.”

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     “Hm… Well, I always know your schedule, so it shouldn’t be difficult plan. I’ll just need to do some research to find the perfect place for us to go on a date to.” Masaomi smiled up at Ichirou, though his gaze shifted downwards when he felt something grasping his hand. Seeing that it was Ichirou’s hand, he blushed lightly and happily gave him a light squeeze, clearly enjoying the gesture. Maybe he was too easy to please, but he loved small things like hand holding, especially when it was a rarity.

     “I want to pay for it, though. If I’m taking you out somewhere, then I should pay the bill. My job earns me plenty of money that I don’t need to use because necessities are provided to me, so I’m happy to splurge on you.” Masaomi’s blush returned tenfold at the situation described. “A-An escort!?” he exclaimed, then immediately looked down and covered his mouth with his hand, realizing how loud he had been.

     “I mean, if that’s something you would enjoy, then I wouldn’t mind… I’m not sure I would be a pretty girl, though.”

Ichirou smiled lightly at the little reaction taking Masaomi’s hand gave him, and extremely content with it. As they walked, he listened to the boy intently, nodding carefully as he did.

“Of course; it was a bit careless of me to say. And I would most certainly let you pay if you so wish; after all, I supposed it wouldn’t feel right if I insisted, would it?”

Just as Masaomi’s obvious happiness from Ichirou taking his hand made the actor smile, his surprise and embarrassment at the raven’s proposition made him chuckle and pull lightly on Masaomi’s hand, tugging him closer. They turned into a little street that had a lot less people on by then, and Ichirou already noticed their restaurant. 

“First of all, I am absolutely certain you would be a breathtakingly beautiful girl; I already told you, you are the most beautiful creature I know, out of all men and women I had a chance to meet. Second of all, I know my sense of humour is hardly existent at all, but I did attempt to make a joke, Masaomi... although if you would really be fine with it, who knows? I just might get you a slightly different uniform from your usual, butler one, one of these days.”

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    So he was successful at amusing his guest, that was just perfect. The stripper swung up, letting his hands to hold the weight of his body on the pole instead of legs, making a loop around it and slipped back down on the floor with a grace of a wild cat. He walked over the raven, one hand already on the buckle of the belt on his pants, clicking his tongue. 

    “That’s quite private question.”     With a playful smirk, the blond approached the other, close enough for him to reach his hand and touch him if he wanted. He waved his hips into the rhythm of music in hot, erotic movements, fingers slowly releasing the belt and then button and zipper on his pants. However, he didn’t pull them down, not yet. The show was far from the end after all. Linda slowly danced behind Ichirou, wrapping his hands around his shoulders. 

     "Or, would you like to find out yourself sometime?“ he purred silently into the other’s ear, making sure his lips brushed against his earlobe. Then he suddenly pulled himself away, braking the contact and danced back to the pole with a cheerful laugh, only to get rid of his pants. He turned around the pole, before waving to the other man, calling him to himself. 

“I think, I will need your assistance.”

Ichirou snickered lightly, seeing just what a confidence boost his reaction was to the blond. He needed to remember that... he was going to ravish this man, thoroughly, and he already knew it - the more he knew about his reactions, likes and dislikes until then, the better.

“It’s quite a private show.”

The raven replied with a little laugh, and ignored - for now - the clear invitation to touch the blond as he neared him. Instead, his eyes narrowed, and a little, playful smirk never left his lips - challenging, daring Linda to go further, to impress him. What he had gotten until now was good, yes; wonderful even...

...but Ichirou counted on oh, so much more...

“Assistance?” he purred quietly, in a soft, husky voice that somehow managed to pierce through the music. The actor stood up slowly, his moves graceful and elegant, perfectly trained during his life in theater. “That’s quite... disappointing. Do you need help, Linda-san? Or maybe...” 

Somehow, suddenly Ichirou was here, his hands on Linda’s hips, lips almost brushing against the blond’s ear as he purred into it.

“Or maybe you need assistance with the little problem you seem to have right here...? How unprofessional... Or is it?” he teased quietly; this time, it wasn’t just Linda who moved in the sensual rhythm, but Ichirou also, synchronising their bodies in quite a promising way. 

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     “That sounds wonderful,” Masaomi said excitedly, though he was careful not to raise his voice because of how close Ichirou was. He leaned up again and gave his lips another small peck, then slid his hand under Ichirou’s and interlocked their fingers. 

     “I’ve heard that’s it’s very beautiful there, though I’ve only seen pictures and heard from other people. Have you been there before, or will it also be your first time? I feel like you’re the kind of person who has traveled all over the country, for both business and relaxation.”

“Surprisingly, not at all.” Ichirou smiled lightly, with quite some melancholy in it - although his smile widened when Masaomi took his hand in his own. 

“You know, most of my life I have been locked in the mansion... if I went anywhere, it was for training, to spend time studying in other closed mansions. I have went to some secluded onsens a few times, but that’s about it... I will be happy to discover a new city together with you, my dear.”

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“...are you really in a position to demand anything of me, my dear?”

Ichirou purred in a low, seductive murmur he so often let Masaomi hear during times like that. It meant a lot of things... most of them connected with both pleasure and sweet, sweet torture the raven enjoyed putting his blond butler through.

As if to punctuate that thought, Ichirou’s hands sneaked to Masaomi’s nipples and his clever fingers flicked them lightly, the touch getting a bit rougher, bordering on pain as he continued to tug and pinch the sensitive places lightly. He himself moved to lean down, intentionally in such a way that his hips brushed against Masaomi’s bound legs, never touching to the place that yearned for contact the most. His lips brushed against Masaomi’s, and run to the side, until he could nip lightly on the blond’s ear.

“Will you let me give you a bit of pain along with all the pleasure today, Masaomi?” he said quietly, in the same, low, seductive voice; tempting like sin itself. “I promise it will be worth it... you are quite a little masochist after all, are you not?”

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  The comment about jealousy earned Ichirou a playful punch on the arm and a pout. “Hey, I don’t get that jealous. And I hope that’s not the only reason for it… You show me that side because you trust me, right?” Masaomi asked with a hopeful, but slightly worried gleam in his eyes.

  With a nod, Masaomi snuggled closer to Ichirou and closed his eyes. “Yes, I completely agree. I’m very tired for some reason, though I haven’t done a whole lot today… Well, if it means I can sleep in your arms, then I’ll happily take a nap.”

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“...now, what’s that worried look for, Masaomi?” 

Ichirou raised an eyebrow at the blond and poked his cheek lightly, until the look was gone from Masaomi’s eyes.

“I would think that by now, I have shown you just how much I trust you, my dear. Don’t ever worry about something like this, you’re quite safe.” the actor smiled, and nodded, closing his eyes as he let Masaomi snuggle close. 

“Agreed; goodnight, my darling. The rest of our lives together will await once you open your eyes.” 

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  Masaomi’s eyes lit up at the idea of having a picnic together. “Yes, I would like that very much!” he said excitedly. “Oh, could we go somewhere out of the city? It doesn’t have to be somewhere far away, but it would be nice to go somewhere new. I didn’t travel much when I was younger, so I’ve barely been outside of Kyoto—apart from growing up in Saitama, of course.”

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“Certainly; I’ve only been to few places myself, and even that only for business or training. I would love to go somewhere quite new... how about... hm, I don’t know... How about Kamakura? I hear the area is quite enchanting, and there shouldn’t be many tourists this time of the year. We could spend a day there, maybe visit some old temples or just go for a walk... and finish the day off with a picnic. What do you think?”

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     “I wasn’t, but now that you say you don’t mind surprises coming from me, then I think I will. I’ll just have to figure out a good one…” There was still a lot that Masaomi didn’t know about Ichirou, so planning surprises that didn’t involve intimacy was a difficult task for him, and he never tried. 

  Masaomi happily walked alongside Ichirou. He was happy to be leaving the manor, so he wouldn’t have to worry about them being caught acting in an overly friendly manner towards each other. While in the Yanagisawa household, when they weren’t alone in Ichirou’s bedroom, Masaomi was merely a butler. Although it was sad to think about, he simply looked forward to the times they would be able to spend alone together.

     “You know me so well, Ichirou-san. I would enjoy any restaurant if you were going with me, but I prefer to go to ones that aren’t too fancy. But if you did want to take me out to a place like that sometime, I would happily go with you.” 

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“Then you can take me for a date to one, if you want.” Ichirou smiled lightly, his hand reaching to the side to slide into Masaomi’s and tangle their fingers together the moment they passed the gate of the residence and walked into the fairly busy streets. Two men holding hand was bound to cause some stares, but Ichirou couldn’t care less - and he knew Masaomi would be elated to be shown the raven didn’t mind showing him off as his partner.

“As that surprise of yours... if it’s during your working hours, you won’t even need to pay for it, and we’ll spend a charming evening together, with me chuckling at you figuring out which fork to eat the salad with.” the actor teased playfully, before his expression shifted slightly. “Or maybe you’d prefer to dress as a woman escort, and go to a formal dinner with me and Yanagisawa business partners? I wouldn’t mind seeing you in a kimono and make-up, and know all the other men envy me my beautiful escort...” he purred quietly, just for Masaomi to hear.