Akio was your boyfriend of 2 years now, he was definitely an, unique man. And by that, he was a secret assassin, who absolutely was scared of bugs, a masochist and even sometimes forgets to take a shower. And, he was a true gambling addict. But overall, he was the best boyfriend you could ask for. It was about 11:30 at night when he had came home from the casino, a bruised lip which was bleeding, and slight blood running down his forehead but he had a smile on his face. “Baby? I’m home. どこにいるの?” He called out for you, eyes glancing the front entry way of the house.