Atobe walked out of the office, satisfied for the most part, but there was one last thing he wanted his father to know before they stopped talking. He waited for the elevator to rise to the top floor and his father to demand an explanation to his actions.

"Keigo, you will explain yourself immediately." Atobe Makoto stood calmly behind his son.

Atobe rolled his eyes. "Because I have no desire to marry unless Japan makes gay marriage legal. You won't allow me to live happily with the man I love so I will live my life without you and all the demands you put upon me. With Mom's money I don't need yours to live off of," he replied. There was silence from his father, but Atobe could feel the anger radiating off his father's body. Makoto walked away. "Goodbye," he said as the door to his father's office slammed shut.

Atobe rode the elevator down to the first floor and out of his father's building. He and Wakashi would live more modestly then Atobe was accustomed to, but it would be well worth it to not have to hide their relationship. Atobe took the train to the apartment building where he hoped Wakashi was waiting for him. Granted, it was the middle of the school day so it was more likely that Wakashi would still be at school educating his kids. Atobe had yet to join the work force, choosing instead to pursue a doctorate degree to teach Classics at the university level. As expected, Wakashi wasn't home yet so Atobe made sure that they could celebrate their new found freedom properly when he returned.

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Wakashi unlocked the door to the apartment he shared with his lover. He was worried, to say the least, about how things went with the head of the Atobe family. As much as he wanted to kill the man for the pain he put Keigo through he knew that Atobe Makoto was a man to be taken seriously if not feared. The damage he could do to Keigo, had done to him, was enough to put Wakashi on guard.

"Kei," he called out as he hung up his coat and toed off his shoes. "You here?" Keigo walked out of their bedroom and Wakashi sighed in relief. His lover was relaxed so the meeting must have gone well.

"He's pissed, but he has no control over me," Keigo stated as he walked over and kissed Wakashi lightly on the lips.

"We're free?" Wakashi asked as he looped his arms around Keigo's neck.

"We are." Their lips met again in a lingering kiss. Wakashi grinned, happy beyond words at that simple confirmation.