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"Akagi. It's you..." Nangou said, looking the man standing before him up and down. It wasn't just the facial features which enabled him to recognize his saviour. Though Akagi was meant to blend in with his co-workers in their automated movements and uniforms, his posture radiated the same kind of masculine confidence Nangou would never be able to forget. In just six years time the kid had certainly grown into a fine young lad. Strong shoulders that knew of hard work. Long legs... He almost reached to Nangou's own tall height. "It really is you, Akagi," he breathed roughly.
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"What's up, Nangou-san?" Akagi's voice hadn't changed. It still held the same calm and smooth tone.

"Do you have some time to spare?"

Akagi agreed to come along without asking any questions. It seemed like he was dismissing some of his co-workers, judging by how upset they looked about it. Perhaps they didn't get along, but Nangou felt a touch of joy that Akagi chose to spend his time with him instead. 'How silly of me,' Nangou smiled to himself as they left the factory.
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His one co-worker really didn't seem pleased at Akagi's rejection, from what Nangou could gather it apparently concerned an evening of playing mahjong. After a brief exchange the man felt provoked enough to threaten Akagi and grab his collar, causing to Nangou to automatically interfere.

"Let's not resort to violence!" he called out, pushing the man away from Akagi. Nangou placed himself like a shield between them, the presence of his large and butch physique forcing any further aggression to be swallowed. Behind him, Akagi chuckled and smiled as if he had meant for Nangou to step in. The co-worker left them alone shortly, but not before making a point by spitting on the sidewalk.

"That was nice of you, Nangou-san," Akagi remarked. Nangou stared back into his fox-like gaze, and managed a humble nod.
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It was a perfectly beautiful springtime day, and both men walked along the aged buildings of the peaceful neighborhood. Nangou listened thoughtfully as Akagi commented on mobbing among the workforce. The younger man sounded like he had gathered his fair share of experience already. 'He wasn't in high school... was he?' Nangou asked himself while watching Akagi's walking form before him. Unconsciously his gaze kept trailing to his posterior.

"So, Nangou-san... Did you want to talk with me about something?"

Nangou almost dreaded that question. "Well, about that... how to put it," he looked for the right words. "I've actually... been asked to find you. Of course, I was interested in seeing you again, myself!" Nangou added, immediately feeling foolish.

"Is that so?" Akagi halted.
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"Well... when I say 'find', it's more like they sent me here to confirm whether you're really you. They just had a hunch. I wouldn't have known on my own where you are. I wouldn't have guessed you'd be working, let alone in a place like that," Nangou admitted truthfully, staring warily at Akagi's silent back.

Akagi chuckled. "And I assume 'they' are involved in some shady business, right? You are meant to fetch me for them?"

Nangou didn't answer, and watched Akagi slowly turn to face him. The taller man's breathing turned heavy as Akagi fixed him with his intense stare. With calm and calculated steps Akagi strode towards him, until he was standing closely and almost challengingly before his face. "A... Akagi?"

With a snake-like movement Akagi suddenly grabbed Nangou's shirt and dragged him into the narrow alley beside them. Taken by complete surprise, Nangou found himself pinned against a wall with Akagi pressing into him. He felt the younger man's breath on his ear.
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"It seems to me you are asking me for a favor," he said quietly. "To see these guys. Have they offered you something in return for your service?"

"A... Akagi!" Nangou choked, both alarmed and flustered at the intimate position they were in. It might have been easy for him to push Akagi away, as he was probably physically stronger. But the feel of his warm body and the sound of his commanding voice held Nangou captive in a state of confusion. "I... what are you..."

Shock registered as he felt Akagi's tongue trail across his cheek. Pulling back with his mouth still opened, tongue lazily between his teeth, Akagi silently mustered Nangou's dumbfounded and very flustered expression, before pressing his lips to his.

It wasn't a rough kiss. Probing, inquiring touches. Frozen, Nangou shivered at the warm sensation, and moments later couldn't help but hesitantly kiss back, his body steadily heating up.
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Pulling back his head, Akagi returned to studying Nangou in his embrace. He could feel the other's heartbeat race against his own chest. "Nangou-san," Akagi told him levelly. "I want you to suck me off."

A pause. "I... what?!"

"You heard me. I want it right here, right now. Else I won't see those people. Think of it as a fair trade," he smirked.

"You... call that a fair trade?! A-and trade for what?!"

"What, are you telling me you won't be getting any reward for this job? Criminals these days, always ripping off honest folk."

"A... Akagi, I just wanted... you're blowing this out of proportion! This is no job. I don't mean to sell you out or something. I was just curious to see you again... I mean, you saved my life six years ago."

Akagi smirked at those words and leaned in to whisper in his ear. "Well then, now would be a good chance to thank me for that, don't you think?"

When Nangou's rigid silence was the only answer he got, he added, "But it's fine too if you don't want to do it. I just got my salary. I will enjoy myself either way today."

With that, he released Nangou and stepped back. Silently he stood before him, hands in his pockets, waiting for an answer. The only sound that filled the air was birds calling.
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Fanfics in my /cm/ and not /a/? DO WANT
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Nangou's mind was racing. It was true that he had felt attraction, if not even lust already, for Akagi the moment he had spied him through the crack in the factory's wall. The previous heated exchanges and the prospect of getting even more intimate stimulated him despite all efforts to not be. He grimaced. "But... I don't do that sort of thing!"

Akagi merely raised an eyebrow at him. Nangou felt sweat trickle down his forehead. "I mean, this is a public place! Anyone could see us here," he argued. "A... and I heard about street punks in this area!"

Another chuckle. "Oh, them? I know them well. Makes this a little more exciting, right?"

Nangou stared at him incredulously. Akagi sighed, and pointed to a bunch of large boxes stacked together. "Here, Nangou-san. We'd be hidden well enough behind these," he said. "Trust me on this."

Nangou took a deep breath. Before him stood a wild-bred man who truly loved danger. 'And he is trying to pull me into it?' he thought, furrowing his brows.
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"Well?"

Nangou reached a decision. Determined, he pushed himself off the wall and strode past Akagi, grabbing his arm in the process and dragging the pleasantly surprised man along with him behind the boxes. He gently pushed Akagi against the wall and, with a firm grip on his shoulders, muttered against his mouth. "I hope you are right, Akagi. I guess I'll have to trust you when you say it will be okay." And with that, he dropped to his knees.

Akagi pushed his hips slightly forward in anticipation as Nangou fumbled with his belt. This situation he managed to get himself into was really exciting him. "Just go to hell with me again, Nangou-san," he told him affectionately, stroking the side of his head.
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That's all for now.
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Saved for reading later~.
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Oh... wow.
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Rest will be for /y/... maybe.
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Now that we're talking about fics, does anyone know about the Akagi/Kaiji fic that was started in /a/ some days ago? Was it finished?
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The megane site seems to be down ;_;
http://megane.web.infoseek.co.jp/
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I think it's better to keep the pastas in /cm/ and /y/.
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Why is it that when there's something worth reading on 4chon some stupid fly gets in my face?

Fly aside, loving this so far, please do continue.

(pic is a collab from Eng. tegaki e, should I leave the text in with these?)
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You forgot this part.

Lovely work, OP
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loevly, OP!
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Delicious Akagi
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OP, I love you.
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Glad some of you like. I'll try to post the rest tomorrow, hope thread don't die too soon. :^)
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Tomorrow is too far away D:
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It's tomorrow now.