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I'll Come During the Restless Night	By : Mina-chan95 Category: +S through Z > Togainu no Chi Views: 311 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This story was made for fun and definitely NOT for making profit or money out of it. Trust me, Mina only sees writing as a hobby and her passion. More important, I do NOT own Togainu no Chi.

Chapter List
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A/N (from 2022/0913): Alright, and before working something nice for September 30th, I've decided to update this project and finish it.
Tho, not sure if this time it's not just an excuse to preach to people about the benefits of sauna (So, this time Mina done something from long time experience xD)
Anyway,
@Ensisolis, @sakuraxxx,
Hopefuly, it is worth of your waiting, and as promised,
You can rely on Mina❤

And as always,
Enjoy!~
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After a long slumber, the silver-haired secretary is waking up. However, there is something off. He isn’t sure whether or not he is still dreaming. That’s right, someone holds his hand, and he cannot lower it or move.
When Akira turns his head and opens his eyes, he notices the commander sitting next to him. Even from the worn white shirt alone, he can tell that Shiki also woke up recently.
“Sir, what are you doing here?” The blue-eyed secretary asks as he stares at Shiki, who holds his wrist.
However, instead of saying anything, the red-eyed man places his hand behind his subordinate’s back and brings Akira close to him.
Even if their bodies almost touch, the secretary’s kept poker-face cracks, and he widens his eyes at such an unexpected move. Yet, he remains calm even after Shiki wraps his arm around his waist.
But for now, Akira convinces himself that before misunderstanding Shiki’s behavior, he has to act as professionally as possible. On the other hand, he doesn’t want to be scolded for being “too formal” in an informal environment.
Therefore, he needs to find quickly the balance between being no less than a perfect subordinate to serve the most powerful man in Japan and allowing himself to loosen his guard for a second without feeling bad for it.
Meanwhile, the silver-haired secretary feels the commander’s eyes on him like the red-eyed feline patiently studying his target’s behavior. He can even see an invisible black tail slowly hitting the bed sheet.
In the end, Akira makes his decision. After closing his eyes, he places his hands on Shiki’s chest and pushes him away ‘‘I beg your pardon, but there is no time for that, and I’m sorry for making you wait, sir. So, let me get up and prepare for the mission.’’.
Surprisingly, the commander doesn’t object or say anything. As he silently observes how his subordinate leaves the bed and rushes to prepare for the day, he cracks a satisfied smile.
Perhaps, his secretary still needs more discipline in some areas. But fine. It’s better this way because it wouldn’t be interesting only having a mindlessly following orders servant who has no will. Or so, Shiki thinks to himself.
Some time passed. Finally, they arrived at the destination place. When the commander meant it was an important mission, which only his subordinate could handle, Akira hadn’t expected this kind of task. If that can be called even serious or challenging at all.
That’s right, today, Shiki decided to take him to the sauna, which he rented for an entire day. For sure, that isn’t necessary. Or so, the blue-eyed secretary thinks, yet he doesn’t object and plays along with the commander’s rules.
After entering the locker room, Akira begins to undress. However, it’s not as easy as it sounds when he can feel how Shiki observes him and focuses on his chest and neck area.
Of course, he doesn’t want to sound too immature and impolite for asking the commander to mind his business and not to stare. Instead, the secretary asks while giving a slightly shy look ‘‘Is there anything wrong, sir?’’.
Meanwhile, the ebony-haired man only remarks with a delighted smile on his face ‘‘You never take this off, do you?’’.
At first, Akira has no clue what Shiki means by this. Yet, when he realizes that the commander’s eyes are fixating on the silver cross resting against his chest, he gently grasps it while staring at it with such affection ‘‘Of course, I wear it even in the shower or when I sleep. This cross is the most precious gift I could ever receive. More importantly, it’s not just given by any stranger, but from you. That’s why I take care of it and hold it close to my heart.’’.
After hearing these words, the commander closes his eyes while resting his head on his chin. Even someone as fearsome and intimidating as Shiki turns his head to hide the unexpected rising heat in his cheeks. Lastly, he addresses his loyal secretary ‘‘Hmph. Once you are done, don’t forget to put on the towel.’’.
It is one of the rare times when Akira can see the commander showing such a side. More so, even to this day, he feels privileged and honored to be the only person who is allowed to see Shiki’s expressions, which aren’t shown in public or to anyone else. In the end, the secretary nods while secretly cherishing the discovery ‘‘Yes!’’.
Finally, they entered the sauna room. This place perfectly imitates an old, traditional sauna before the Civil War. The walls, floor, and three-step platforms are made from the finest wood, and the wall lamps create a warm and relaxing atmosphere. Lastly, there is a furnace with hot stones in the corner and protected by a wooden fence.
‘For sure, who could even find it relaxing to stay in such a high heat only just to sit and sweat? More importantly, being surrounded by other people while barely being covered by a wrapped small towel.’ Or so, Akira wonders and tries to figure out whether his heard rumors are false. Yet, his further thoughts are interrupted once he feels the Shiki’s hand on his lower back prompt him to go.
After sitting next to the commander, the silver-haired secretary straightens his back and keeps his legs close.
Soon enough, he softens his gaze as he cannot remove his eyes from the scars on the pale Shiki’s skin. The more he stares at them, the more Akira feels how his heart is clenched and how each scar aches like his own. Yet, it’s nowhere close to that sense of guilt that he failed to protect his most important person.
Just as he is about to reach out to one of these scars and touch it, he stops upon hearing Shiki’s voice and feeling how his wrist is held ‘‘What were you thinking of doing? If you make a pitiful face, you can never relax.’’.
As the silver-haired man withdraws his palm, he lowers his gaze ‘‘I’m sorry for my behavior. More importantly, I failed to protect you, sir.’’. After a brief pause, he continues to confess ‘‘You got these wounds when I wasn’t by your side and needed me the most.’’.
For sure, seeing how his loyal subordinate gives him scolded puppy eyes and lowers his invisible tail and ears is not a pleasant view for the commander, nor he wishes Akira to worry about so-called petite details again. Therefore, he has to take matters into his hands quickly.
After crossing his arms and legs, Shiki replies ‘‘Hmph. So, this is what is on your head. You worry too much about something that happened even before meeting you. That’s why you shouldn’t blame yourself for something that isn’t in your power.’’.
‘‘Could it be?… Does it have anything to do with That Man, sir?’’ Akira asks while hoping not to trigger his adored commander’s anger by mentioning a certain name. When he lowers his gaze and, a second later, lifts his gaze and continues ‘‘If I could just heal these scars…’’.
Finally, Shiki pushes Akira to lie on his stomach ‘‘I’ll make sure that you won’t have unnecessary concerns and thoughts. Just lie like this until I return.’’.
Of course, the secretary is confused. Yet, like before, he has faith in the commander and entrusts himself with no doubt. When he makes himself comfortable, he observes how the dark-haired man pours the hot water on the heated stones.
As the steam fills the room, the dark-haired man soaks the birch and herbal rod and briefly shakes it in the air.
After Shiki approaches his subordinate, he rests his hand on the platform while addressing Akira ‘‘Close your eyes and do not think about anything else.’’. Without a doubt, the silver-haired man closes his eyes and leaves the rest in the commander’s hands.
Suddenly, Akira lets out a brief gasp as the countless wet, hot leaves hit his lower back. Soon enough, he can feel how it begins to flog it again and move up to his back and shoulders.
However, he doesn’t mind being whipped by Shiki in such a way. Contrary, he finds it quite more enjoyable than he thought. The rhythmic movement up and down his body and the herbal scent - help the secretary relax.
More importantly, Akira can sense how his muscles slowly start to feel less stiff and how the tension loosens.
After a while, the commander rolls his body until he lies on the back. Yet, the secretary doesn’t resist at all and allows him to be moved around.
While Akira receives the same treatment from the front side, he even forgets about the formalities or any need to remain professional.
When the commander finishes flogging his secretary, he sits next to him and puts the birch rod away.
Only observing how his subordinate is relaxed and blissfully stares at him satisfies Shiki. After all, someone who always keeps his guard and is self-aware even off-duties finally exposes his most vulnerable parts as his chest and belly, as if saying that he trusts to let touch or even stroke them.
Yet, Akira manages to surprise him at the very least moment he expects by speaking up in almost a purring-like voice ‘‘Shiki…’’.
Certainly, hearing how his precious secretary calls him by the name feels like the most rewarding experience and achievement for the supreme ruler.
More so, maybe Akira has no clue how a single word said in the right tone can hold enormous power that can wrap the commander around his finger. But it’s fine. For now, Shiki encourages his secretary by rewarding him in the way he can hear his name along with other lovely made sounds.
Of course, the silver-haired secretary widens his eyes as the commander rolls him on the stomach ‘‘Co-commander?’’.
‘‘So, you are back at it again? It can’t be helped. I need to use more effective measures to make you forget about your duties and responsibilities.’’. Or so, Shiki addresses his subordinate as he places his hands on Akira’s lower back.
As soon as he begins to rub and massage the secretary’s lower back in upside-down movement, he enjoys hearing these silent, sweet groans, which Akira tries to suppress.
More so, the commander puts not too much nor too less pressure on him. That’s right, it’s a perfect amount, and almost as if Shiki knows his body better than himself.
After his hands move higher and put more pressure on the stiff back and shoulders, all Akira can do is close his eyes and stop caring about making these purring-like noises. He doesn’t care if he is selfishly indulging himself by allowing Shiki to massage him in these circular and upside-down movements.
In the end, the secretary surrenders by becoming nothing more than clay carefully formed by the commander’s hands in any way he wants. Perhaps, that is why he is brought here - to give him a new shape and reborn as a new being. Or is he overthinking again, and the red-eyed man does this for his entertainment?
Finally, Akira allows himself to relax as he continues to be kneaded and formed by Shiki. Despite that, the secretary notes to himself when they come back, to start thinking about how to repay the commander for today’s trip. And thus, as he plans, he falls asleep without even realizing it.

Some time passes, and the silver-haired secretary shows the first signs of regaining consciousness. Once again, he woke up in the familiar bedroom and dressed in pajamas.
After sitting and looking around, Akira notices that Shiki sits next to him. Yet, this time, the commander is dozing.
‘Did he got tired by waiting for me? At least he could have put something warm around his shoulders and not freeze like this. Or do I need to do it for him?’. Or so, the blue-eyed man wonders as he stares at the commander, who only wears his pajamas.
When he sits closer to Shiki and leans to wake him up, Akira realizes he has made a fatal mistake.
Suddenly, he is surprised when a pair of arms pull him into a tight hug. As his head rests against the commander’s chest, Akira only deeply exhales and doesn’t resist. Besides, he should have expected this from Shiki. That’s why it’s only him to blame for falling for this big feline’s set-up trap.
Yet, he lifts his head when he hears the commander’s words ‘‘What’s wrong? Aren’t you going to struggle again?’’.
‘‘Why? You won’t let me go. So, I have no choice but to wait as long as I need to.’’ The secretary replies.
As Shiki cracks a smile, he backfires in a teasing tone ‘‘You are already getting used to your new routine, aren’t you?’’.
‘‘What do you mean by that, sir?’’. Or so, Akira genially asks.
Lastly, the red-eyed man declares ‘‘Since you cannot sleep alone, you will stay with me permanently. Tomorrow, I’ll send the workers to move all your belongings here. Any objections?’’.
Of course, the secretary is not in a position to oppose. Yet, even without giving orders, Akira would have asked for this eventually because of wanting to stay closer and protect the commander.
In the end, he only silently nods while accepting his new routine.
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