[VF] Inevitable Outcome Chap 2
Title: Inevitable Outcome
Chapter: 2
Disclaimer: All belong to Yamane sensei...
Comments/criticism are all welcome...^^Arigato sempais!
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“You have heard of Mayamoto Tsubasa by now, I presumed?” the editor glanced at the young photographer sitting across from him. The latter nodded, eyeing his editor with complete interest.
“Bring me something juicy. Something that isn’t already covered. Takaba, use whatever means you need and I’ll promise you a fortune like you’ve never seen before. If you do this right, you might even earn yourself a life where you get to only take the photos that you want and not what you need.”
The older man ended his note with a weighted smile and a predatory look that sent Takaba to his feet.
“I will do my best, sir!”
Takaba hated this kind of job: where he had to trail some newly established, young entrepreneur only to destroy them with some meaningless pictures (gossips) about their unprofessional rendezvous. It was not like they were involved in anything illegal; they were mostly gossips of sexual promiscuity.
Asami Ryuuichi, on the other hand, was an exception. Takaba constantly surprised himself at how much he wanted to know the social elite’s sexual ventures. Not that Takaba could do anything to stop the man from trying out other man if he wanted to. Nevertheless, such thoughts were instantly suppressed for they often regulate nauseous sensations.
"A job is a job. I have no choice…gomen, Mayamoto-san" he sighed.
Takaba began typing furiously on his computer. His job usually began by compiling a bunch of information; anything about the target that he could find. From there, he would then be able to trace or predict where his target could be best captured.
“Beep, beep”
Get dressed, be ready. 7.00 pm I will come and fetch you. Costume in apartment.
Paused. Confused by the message he received.
"Hmm..that’s an interesting message. I wonder if it’s sent to the wrong person. COSTUME? "
Takaba stared at the unfamiliar numbers. A few minutes later, the photographer bawled at the thought of some kinky couple that has accidentally typed the wrong number and sent the message to him. A cheeky grin spread across his face and without thinking he hit the ‘reply’ button and typed:
Come soon. Don’t make me wait too long. I will get cold , honey
send
Takaba was laughing so hard that tears began to trickle down his face. He made a quick mental note to call Kou as soon as he got home.
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“Asami Ryuuichi is….” The older brother paused to think of the appropriate words to describe the man he had just met a couple of hours ago.
“…3 words: Gorgeous, Gorgeous, Gorgeous, did I say Gorgeous?…”
“Onii-chan you have said nothing but ‘gorgeous’ in the whole entire 30 mins” His sister sound exasperated after being rudely awakened at 5am.
Tsubasa chuckled in delight.
“Ok, ok. Gorgeous, Charismatic, and…Delicious” The last word slurred out of his mouth; punctuated by the smacking of his lips.
“Alright, lover-boy. You sound like a high-school girl who is love-struck. That’s disgusting! Can I sleep now?”
“NO! Aren’t you going to hear what happen next? You are the one who used to have a huge crush on him in high school!”
“Onii-chan, that’s more than 10 years ago and I am married.”
“I know. You are boring now.”
“Good-night. By the way, I am extending my stay in Europe due to some new business deals that I found. Would you be alright by yourself?” The voice was visibly concerned.
“Of course! Good-night, sis.”
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“Good morning Asami-san. I am trully sorry for my absence last night. As an apology, please accept the gift that I sent you.” The voice was solemn and apologetic.
“Thank you for the gift. I heard it was a pretty bad accident, I hope you are not injured”
Asami replied in a monotone voice while studying the photographs of the accident that Stone face placed on his desk. Next to the reports laid a velvet box of Arawak Cigars (probably the most expensive cigars in the world).
“Thank you for your concern. If you don’t mind, could I invite you to dinner sometime to repay your kindness?”
“That would be unnecessary, Mayamoto-san.” Asami made a mental note of how different Hatsue-Chan is from the brother. Despite the equally immaculate manners, he’s lacking the warmth and sweetness that she seemed to naturally exude.
Hmph…they are all the same afterall…imbeciles..
“Say, I presume that you would be attending the Prime Minister's Annual Costume Ball tonight?” the younger gentleman asked. Asami noticed how much he disliked the tone that the man was using. There was a tinge of condecending shadow that lurked in his words.
“…”
“Well, I hope to see you then.”
“Bye”
Asami thought the conversation could have ended much sooner. He had decided then that Mayamoto Tsubasa’s just another arrogant, pampered brat that thought that he was on top of the world just because he is currently in the spotlight.
To think that he actually enjoyed Hatsue Mayamoto's companion last night and even managed to open up various partnership opportunities. He was determined not to get involved in their family's complication, though his gut feelings seemed to whisper that it might be too late.
For business, I'll stay in the game a little longer.
A signature smirk appeared on the Yakuza's face.
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Tsubasa put down his phone. With a gleeful grin, he pulled out the top drawer and took out an elegantly designed ‘Thank You’ card. The design was simple and sophisticated; custom-made for the Mayamotos’ immediate family. After signing off his sister’s name, the CEO asked his sister’s personal secretary to deliver the note to Club-Sion.
Leaning back against his chair, Tsubasa reminisced. He was, undeniably attracted to the charismatic, mysterious, handsome man that he met the night before. He had never met a man that’s that close to perfection before. In his young life, he was constantly surrounded by all kinds of people which he categorized as: the boring brains, the brainless funs, desperate beauties, desperate uglies, a whole bunch of BUMs (Boring Ugly Moms) who only saw him as a ticket to their daughters’ guaranteed lifetime of luxuries and, his sister. Yet in two hours, Asami Ryuuichi had successfully carved a unique space in his mind. It has been such a long time since he was this consumed by a person.
Tsubasa has always been known as the ‘Genius’ in his family and beyond. He advanced so fast academically that his parents decided to hire a private tutor as private schools failed to cater to his rapidly-developing intelligence. He was, however, well-loved. Despite his parents’ constant absence in his life, he knew that his parents loved him more than anything and they wanted their son to be a legendary CEO in Mayamoto Corp.---the best in history.
At the age of fourteen, Tsubasa was sent to England to attend Oxford University. It was the first time that Tsubasa lived on his own and he loved it.
Freedom…sweet taste of freedom…It was like hmm…fountain water in mid-summer’s day. No, it was like a beautiful smile kind of sweet..it quenches both body and soul…butterflies…birds' chirping…sound of water….a child-like laughter.
“…Take-kun, come catch me. Catch me..”
Before him stood an angel. The beautiful girl enticed him to run after her. She has a silky, long hair that glistened in the afternoon sun. She has to be my age..…hmm..pretty fast for a girl…what’s her name again?....hmm…I can’t remember…I think it’s a Chinese name…
“Ring, ring”
The CEO popped his eyes open.
“Yes? Great! Please deliver them to my house.”
His secretary has called to inform him that the costume he ordered has arrived. Tsubasa was still entranced by his dream. He had not had that dream for a long time.
Who is she? I felt like I know her. I know I recognized the silky hair, but where?
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