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Scene: A small basement bar, located in a basement without any windows or alternative exits, in a townhouse somewhere in the middle of Hong Kong.
FEILONG: So, Asami... why run here? To Hong Kong, of all places? For being a marked man, I can't think of a worse choice you could've made. (He leans against the bar, striking what he knows is a casual yet alluring pose. He smiles mischievously.) Is it because you were hoping to meet up with me?
ASAMI: (purposely not looking at Feilong) Is that why you got all dressed up before running over here?
FEILONG: (scowls) I did NOT get all dressed up. This is my business attire.
ASAMI: (he glances at Feilong) Really? A cravat?
FEILONG: (looks flustered for a second, but recovers quickly and waves his hand dismissively) I don't care for neckties... too constraining. And it's not a cravat, it's an ascot. But let's not get off the subject. Why are you here?
ASAMI: Why are YOU here?
FEILONG: Well, Akihito contacted me—
ASAMI: (looks up, startled) Akihito...?
Asami wistfully gazes off into the distance...
FADE OUT
[Flashback begins]
FADE IN
Scene: Tokyo. The inside of an airplane hangar, sometime before dawn. The air is damp and foggy.
AKIHITO: (looking at Asami with large, teary, googly eyes) Why are you leaving me behind? Where are you going? Take me with you!
ASAMI: I've got a job to do. Where I'm going, you can't follow. What I've got to do, you can't be ANY part of. Akihito, I'm no good at being noble, but it doesn't take much to see that the problems of three little people don't amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world. Someday you'll understand that.
AKIHITO: (looks confused) Huh? Hill of beans? THREE people?!
ASAMI: Now, now... (He puts his hand to Akihito's chin and raises Akihito's face to meet his own.) Here's looking at you, kid.
Asami turns away and climbs the stairs to board a small jet. The stairs are rolled away and the jet engines start.
AKIHITO: Wait... where have I heard all this before? (He suddenly grins and snaps his fingers.) Ah... CASABLANCA!
The airplane begins to taxi out of the hangar. Akihito looks at it, shocked, and then begins waving his arms while chasing after it.
AKIHITO: Asami... WAIT!!! They gave you the wrong script! I'm supposed get a sloppy kiss and a sappy goodbye from you! ASAMI! ASAMIIIIIII...
FADE OUT
[Flashback ends]
FADE IN
Scene: The present.
FEILONG: ... Asami? (He snaps his fingers in front of Asami's face.)
ASAMI: (frowns) You said something about Akihito...?
FEILONG: I SAID I've been in contact with him. You, apparently haven't.
ASAMI: (shakes his head as if to clear it) I haven't been in contact with him.
FEILONG: Yes, I just said that!
ASAMI: Yes. Yes... he doesn't know what's going on. It's better this way. It's the only way to keep him safe.
FEILONG: Really? This is Akihito we're talking about. Have you never heard the phrase "curiosity killed the cat"...?
Asami gives Feilong a withering look.
FEILONG: (smiles brightly) How about "...but satisfaction brought him back"? Oh yes, I've been stroking and satisfying your little kitty...
ASAMI: (growls) Feilong...
FEILONG: Did you know I did one of those internet things where you fill out a form on the personality types of people you know, and then you click to see who would be your best love-match? You know who it matched me with? Not Yoh, not Mikhail... not even you... but Akihito! We're a 96% perfect match. Do you know who it matched YOU with? (He grins gleefully.) Saka—
ASAMI: (angrily grabs Feilong by the collar) Are you PURPOSELY trying to piss me off?!
FEILONG: (grins victoriously) Heh...!
Asami lets go of Feilong's collar. He takes a deep breath and regains his composure.
FEILONG: (smooths out his crumpled blazer while smirking) It is SO easy to get you riled up these days. I can't begin to tell you how much I'm enjoying this.
ASAMI: Why are you REALLY here?
FEILONG: (scowls again) That's right... because of your idiotic idea to come here to Hong Kong... fully aware that our history together is well-known by just about everyone in the underworld...
ASAMI: (shakes his head. ) We don't have a "history together".
FEILONG: Yes we do.
ASAMI: No we don't.
FEILONG: Stop being such an asshole about it. It's a HISTORY. You and I have been through things... TOGETHER. Done things... TOGETHER.
ASAMI: Not THAT kind of thing.
FEILONG: Oh, yes. That... was actually a thing.
ASAMI: (unable to hold back a smirk) And it was such a little thing...
FEILONG: (glares) The REASON I came here is to tell you, because of YOU, my men and I are constantly being stalked by YOUR enemies. Everywhere we go, they follow us. Night or day... rain or shine...
ASAMI: (looks at Feilong, aghast) What did you just say...?
The phone in Feilong's blazer begins ringing. He takes it out and before he can answer it properly, a voice squawks out of it, loud enough for the whole room to hear.
VOICE ON PHONE: Feilong-sama! The building is surrounded by a bunch of guys with guns! You need to come out NOW!
FEILONG: (smiles sheepishly) Oops!
ASAMI: Yes, Feilong-sama, you heard what he said... go on out so the nice guys can shoot you. It'll save me the damn trouble of doing it myself.
VOICE ON KIRISHIMA'S RADIO: Kirishima-san! We're under attac— GUH!
Sounds of gunfire are heard offstage and continue sporadically to the end of the scene. Feilong exits stage left.
FEILONG: (offstage) May I have my gun back please? Thank you. (He reenters, now armed) You stay put... I'VE GOT THIS! (He growls and bares his teeth.)
ASAMI: Wait, those guys wear body armor—
Feilong ignores Asami and yells as he charges through the door and up the stairs. He dodges body of a Sion Redshirt™ falling down the stairs. Once up the stairs, he jumps over the bodies of two more slain Sion Redshirts™. Suddenly, a window shatters as two men in body armor jump through it. Feilong has a man in front of him and one standing behind, both pointing guns at him.
ARMOR-WEARING GUY WITH (PROBABLY) AN EAST EUROPEAN ACCENT: Drop your gun, now!
Suddenly, two loud shots ring out. The intruders fall to the ground. Feilong turns around and sees Asami pointing a handgun with one hand and carrying a submachine gun with the other hand.
ASAMI: What part of "those guys wear body armor" did you NOT understand?! (He tosses the submachine gun to Feilong, who deftly catches it.)
FEILONG: Oh, please! You managed to take them down with your everyday gun!
ASAMI: It's loaded with armor-piercing bullets.
FEILONG: Oh. (He holds up the submachine gun.) You know, unlike YOU, I don't need to use a big gun to compensate for what I lack. I happen to be a master of martial arts...
ASAMI: (gruffly) Less chit-chat, more pew-pew.
Both men assume an effective, but sexy defensive stance.
ASAMI: (sighs) You set me up on purpose, didn't you?
FEILONG: Do you know how long it's been since I've seen any action?! (He shrugs and smiles.) Come on... you've missed me. Just admit it.
ASAMI: (with a hint of a smile) No.
FADE OUT
[Flashback begins]
FADE IN
Scene: The inside of an airplane hangar, once more.
AKIHITO: (looking sad and resigned to his fate) Fine... you go play "Whose On Top?" with your buddies while I... I don't know... maybe I'll camp-out in Kirishima's basement and binge on junk food and computer games. (Looks glum and turns away.) I'm probably gonna end up getting fat...
Asami hugs Akihito from behind and then gently takes Akihito chin and turns it toward him. He gives Akihito a brief, but passionate kiss. He looks at him and smiles.
ASAMI: Then... there will just be more of you for me to love.
Asami picks up a designer duffle bag and walks toward the jet. Before ascending the stairs, he stops and leans toward Kirishima's ear.
ASAMI: (speaking in a low voice) Confiscate all his electronic devices, and drop him off in place with no internet or cable, with an over-enthusiastic fitness buff... a CELIBATE fitness buff... to watch after him and keep him moving.
KIRISHIMA: (smiles evilly) It would be my pleasure.
Curtain