It was all Toki's fault.

Not that I'm complaining because in the end it turned out to be the best thing. You see, when we have a job to do, Jia pairs us up. It's nearly impossible to get Toki a partner. Jun and him hate each other so much that Jia fears it would interfere with their work, after personal problems and the fact that Toki chases Mikkie they don't get paired up and everyone else has a partner. And that would leave Aoki and myself. Jia wouldn't dare put Toki with me since he chases me too and Aoki, though he is a serious man about his job, can get easily distracted by him. So, eventually he left him to be paired for other random jobs, and I was paired with Aoki.

Not that it was bad being paired with Aoki, though it was a little like being on my own since Aoki rarely spoke. He liked to smoke. A lot. Anytime, anywhere and if he ran out, he would go buy more right away. He was the kind of person I only saw without a cigarette very few times. He was hiding behind his growing hair and his sunglasses, a cigarette hanging from his mouth. And when we would walk, he went at a normal slow pace, nothing ever made him walk faster. So Aoki became my partner in any job that Jia sent us out on. I didn't know Aoki too well and us working together didn't further that opportunity. I didn't mind though, it's not like I was constantly talking.

What changed everything was a simple gesture, again by Toki's doing. He had been chasing me for quite sometime, trying to do what he does best. I tease and flirt with him, but never let it get too serious. Everyone warned me that Toki is one to never take no for an answer, though I knew that well enough already. I had just gotten out of Toki's grasp from the elevator as I went to a conference room and met with Aoki there. He and I were about to do a run of Tokyo, since we were still in Japan at the time. He was sitting there waiting for me, his hair tucked behind his ear as he smoked. I apologized for being late as he said it was okay. I sat down as I waited for him to star discussing the job for today but instead, he said,

"Toki bothered you again?"

I tucked my hair behind my ear, letting me see better as I said,

"Not really bothering."

"You let him right?"

He didn't have a tone in his voice at all. So I wasn't sure where to make of his questions.

"Yeah sometimes."

"Why?"

"Just because I guess. There is no real reason."

"Sou ka."

I wasn't sure what to say. I decided to test the waters.

"You wanna find out?"

He looked at me...or least it seemed like he was looking at me since he had his sunglasses on. Only the faint scar tissue of his scar over his eyebrow and ending near the top of cheek was shown from his sunglasses. I realized then I had never seen him without his sunglasses and I wondered what he was hiding back there. He then said,

"Shouldn't tease people."

"I only tease one person and you aint him."

He turned his head towards me as he said,

"You'd let me?"

"I don't see why not."

"You hardly know me."

"I know you enough."

I smiled as I noticed I was flirting with him...and he was responding. Before we got up to do our job, I went into my pocket and felt around for something before I managed to get a receipt from my pocket. I unfolded it and picked up a pen writing down my address before I folded it again and gave it to Aoki as I stood up.

"Now you can't say you don't know where to find me."

I walked to the door as I waited for him to stand and then he followed me so we could do our job.

It was later that same night I had started this when I was home. Our job was done and Jia sent us home for the night. I never turned off my cell phone so I let it charge as I got comfortable after I got home. I only managed to get half way undressed when someone knocked on the door. I knew that there was a lock at the lobby door along with a door man. I already knew who it was. I pulled my dress shirt back on, not bothering with the buttons as I opened the door and saw Aoki standing there, cigarette in his mouth, full length black coat on as always. I wasn't even sure where to start. Naturally I had invited here for one thing and one thing only. He hardly seemed like the type that would be shy or nervous. I stepped aside, allowing him in as he entered. He stood for a moment as he unlaced his boots and then took them off at the side of the door. I watched him come in, his coat barely off the floor only by fragment of inches did it not scrape. He wore his usual attire of dress pants and a button down that was never tucked. In so many ways he was like Toki. Only if Toki ever shut up. I closed the door, locking it as I said,

"How did you get in?"

"Bribe."

"Sou ka."

He nodded, not saying much else as he then turned and took off his coat, leaving it aside on the couch as I said,

"You sure about why you here?"

"I'm sure."

I had a feeling he should be the one asking me that. Aoki was dominate, no question about that. He was that did things, not had things done to him. I suddenly got the feeling I was way in over my head, but it was too late to back out now. He went straight to my bedroom, pushing the door open and walking in. I lingered outside for a moment before I followed him.

In the darkness of my room, I closed the door behind me and looked at him, standing not too far from me, but not close enough to touch me unless I got closer. I reached up to my already undone button down shirt and pulled it back, shrugging it off my shoulders as I let it slide down my arms. I then saw him reach up to his face as he pulled back the black Gucci sunglasses to reveal the scar behind them. I had never seen him without them before and I saw why he hid his face behind them. The scar that was only once visible from the top and bottom was now seen clearly. It ran through his eye, indenting his eye lid slightly, making it somewhat bunch up not allowing it to close completely as a normal person's would. The eye was also a pale cloudy white while the other remained a dark brown. I was not disgusted by this disfiguration...if you can even call it a disfigurement. He tossed his sunglasses on the night stand beside him as he reached up to the collar of his shirt and then notioned me closer to him by a simple gesture of his finger.

I got closer and felt his hands touch upon me for the first time. His hands weren't as soft as mine, his palms covered in callouses that grazed over my skin. His fingers where warm and felt as if they could bend steel. I shivered, but I looked up, not afraid to look him in the eye, just to show him I was not scared of him. He said nothing, but his other hand reached my face, cupping my cheek as his thumb stroked underneath my eye. He pushed some of my hair back as he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. I never imagined what kissing Tachimine Aoki would be like. I imagined it would be like any other kiss. But it wasn't. Aoki's kiss was warm, and surprisingly tender, slow as his mouth parted mine, his tongue creeping in softly, the taste of his ever present cigarette filling my senses. It was all he tasted like. It wasn't too bad, just different. As we kissed, we kept our eyes slightly open and I was looking back at him as I kissed him, our eyes meeting, watching each other as my tongue brushed against his almost boldly as our lips pressed closer, hungrily devouring each other.

We only broke apart when I felt his hand slid down my cheek, to my neck and over my shoulder. I sighed, feeling the thickness of his callous over my tender skin. I shuttered to feel his hands on me. It had been a while since anyone besides myself had touched my skin. I reached up to his shirt as I started to undo the buttons the rest of the way down his body, revealing his chest as I touched him in return.

It turned from there as I felt his touch become a little more aggressive. His fingers pulled my closer to him by the brim of my pants as he undid the buttons and quickly drew down the zipper. I looked up at him after he did that and let him, my arms loosely to the side me as he then put one arm around my shoulders, drawing me close to kiss him as his other hand stole inside my pants. I sighed into his mouth, my knees almost starting to shake as he kissed me with strength. I had never been taken by such force, such aggressiveness. Usually with women it was all romance, going slowly to please them...but Aoki...he knew what he wanted and there was no point in wasting time. He broke apart the kiss to leave me panting. I wanted to close my eyes and just feel him, how he touched me, almost fondled in a soft manner, not enough to get me off.

He then took his hand away, slowly so I could still feel the lingering touch of his fingertips. He then turned us both slightly as he made me lay down, face up on the bed. By this point I was already worked up...literally. He pulled his shirt from his shoulders as it slid down his arms and to the floor. He tapped my legs, motioning to move them apart as his hands slid down the sides of my thighs until his fingers cupped the crook of my knees and drew them up and apart. In a silent command he told me to leave them there, though I still had my pants on. He looked at me to see if I would do as he gestured and I did. I obediently kept my knees drawn up until he then tapped them to go down. My feet barely touched the ground as I laid there looking at him. He then reached down as he opened my pants up the rest of the way and then started to pull them down. I raised my hips up, allowing them to come off all the way as he then threw them down. He did the same thing for my boxers which I also raised my hips to allow them off and then I laid there, naked before him. He leaned over me, making me inch upwards on the bed as I felt his hand creep between my naked thighs. I shuttered as I softly gasped, feeling him touch me again.

I felt his lips touch down on my neck, breathing softly, touching down on my collar bone, his tongue lavishing attention where his mouth passed as he touched me softly. I squirmed slightly, breathing hard as he then sat up, getting to his feet as he reached into his pocket with one hand, and started to undo his pants with the other. The hand in his pocket was withdrawn first and he showed it to me before he threw within arms reach. I looked over to the side as I saw it was a condom. He looked at me as he said,

"Put it on me."

I sat up as I picked it up and carefully ripped the edge off and took it out. I pulled him free from his boxers, giving him gentle tugs since turn about it fair play and slowly rolled the latex on him. It was strange doing this to him, but nonetheless it felt good. He didn't say anything but tensed up and closed his eyes slightly. I played with him a while longer, just watching his face react, but he took my hand and then made me lay back down.

He raised my knees up again as he parted them as far as they would as he knelt on the bed. He said nothing, not warning me as he brought his arm under my right knee, pulling it up and pulling my body down closer to him as he pushed in without any warning. My face must have screwed up in pain as I tensed up and hissed in pain. I felt as if I was being torn in half without any preparation or even a damn warning it was extremely painful. His mouth closed over mine, kissing me as if to distract me as his arm that held my leg lowered slightly. I gritted my teeth as I bared the pain and notioned him to continue though it felt like he ripping me in half and when he moved it only increased that feeling. He withdrew only to push himself in again. I closed my eyes as I gritted my teeth and I felt his mouth over mine as he kissed my lips, making them grow soft again as he mumbled he was sorry he didn't realize I was a virgin.

I wasn't...but I was when it came to a guy. What did he want from me I was only nineteen at the time. Before that I was working in and out of syndicates. Anyway, I brought my hand up to my face as I smoothed back my hair now getting stuck to my face as I told him it was okay and he continued. The pain eventually gave way to the pleasure, though it took some time. But once it did, I could only concentrate on how this felt. He was good, he knew how to be aggressive yet slow. He didn't take off his pants, just opened them far enough to get to me, so I could feel the material scraping underneath my thigh and the plastic of the buttons. He brought my hand over my head, his hand then gripping my wrist as he kept it there. His other arm held my leg up to give him better access as I held on to him with my free hand. I moaned, groaning softly and sometimes loudly as this went on, the bed shaking with each stroke he made. He made soft almost grunting noises as he moved inside me, every muscle in his body tense as he pushed himself inside me.

I took a deep breath as I threw my head back, gasping loudly as I felt him deeper inside me. I didn't think it would be possible to feel someone come inside you so far...the sensation was incredible. That pushed me over the edge as I came. A few more quick, shallow strokes finished Aoki off as he then exhaled a deep breath and let my leg go. He held himself up over me for a few more moments as he caught his breath then sat up and withdrew from me. He turned and went to the bathroom as I laid there, still trying to catch my own breath as I slowly closed my legs, though I found it almost hard to do so. When he came back, I was sitting up, pushing my hair back from my face as he leaned down and picked up his shirt. He pulled it on as he started doing the buttons and once done with that, he took out his cigarettes from his pocket and took one out as he then lit it. Then he picked up his sunglasses from the night stand as he stood in front of me. I looked up at him as he grabbed my face and tilted my head back and kissed me. The fresh cigarette still lingering on his breath as he then moved back and left my room. He left me dazed.

Since it was something between us, we acted as if nothing happened at work. And for a while nothing did happen. It was kept between us and no one knew. It wasn't until Aoki called me to his place for another round that we got caught. I was leaving his apartment and I saw Mikkie standing there as he was about to knock. Imagine my embarrassment to have to answer the question of where Aoki was when he was sleeping in his room and I was just leaving. From there, Toki soon found out and he complained it wasn't fair that I had slept with Aoki and not him. He still bothers me about to this day, but I ignore it, and content him with teasing him.

Aoki and I have the on again off again period where randomly he'll call or come over and we'll just have sex before he has a cigarette and then goes again. It's nothing more and that's the way we both like it. He got his curiosity satisfied...and me?

I just got satisfied.