Disclaimer: I do not own Viewfiner, Yamane-sensei does.

Warnings: Angst, smex.

Pairings: Asami/Akihito

Summary: Sequel to Undercover. Now that Asami knows Akihito is an undercover cop, will he trust the boy who gave up everything to be with him? Will Asami open up about his past?

Notes: Hello readers. This is a sequel to Undercover. I hope you will enjoy the story and tell me what you think.

His shirt was torn off his body and thrown onto the floor. His pants were ripped off, also to be thrown onto the floor. He was shoved onto the bed. He knew this was going to happen and he didn't mind. It took him a long time to admit he enjoyed the sex. Then again, he was meant to bring this man down anyway he had to. So, he convinced himself that having sex with the older man was part of the job and that was it. He gasped as lips landed on his neck, biting him, marking him. He knew there was no escape anymore. He had a chance to be away from this cold dangerous man but he couldn't do it. He arched his back when strong hands ran over his body, finding every sensation spot, making him hot. He gripped the man's shirt, trying to rip it off the well-toned body. He heard a soft chuckle by his ear. He wanted more. He wanted to be lost in this man.

Asami whispered, "You want this. Did you miss it?" He knew the other wouldn't be able to answer. He enjoyed listening to the small moans and gasps coming for Akihito's mouth. He leaned up, looking straight into half-closed hazel eyes. Who would have thought someone could squeeze into his cold heart? He didn't understand it. He once swore to never feel for someone else after his wife died, but he felt for this young man. He unbuttoned his shirt, sliding it off his shoulders. He took off his pants. He leaned back over his lover, rubbing his strong body against the smaller body. He watched amused as Akihito arched his back, trying to gain more.

Akihito couldn't contain his moans. He felt sweat running down his face. He needed more. He never understood his feelings. He knew this man was dangerous. He knew this man could end his life if he wanted to and get away with it. Why was he in love with Asami? Why did he feel safe with the other? For three years, he spent his life as an undercover cop, taking on dangerous cases. This was the most dangerous and still he became trapped in the end. He felt hands slide down his body, and he gripped those strong shoulders, moaning one name, "Asami." It was hot in the room and it was driving a fire in his veins. He had to admit he loved danger and a thrill. Maybe that was why he was so attracted to Asami. Asami was dangerous and there was a thrill around the other man. He arched his back when he felt a hand slide down his length, making it jolt in pleasure.

"I am going to make you forget the idea of ever leaving me again," Asami whispered as he thrust two fingers inside of Akihito. He listened to the loud cry escaping the boy's mouth. He wanted to imprint that idea in Akihito's mind; there was no escape for him.

Akihito tried to move, trying to find a comfortable spot. He knew the sex was going to be rough. It was Asami's style. He wouldn't trade it for the world. The sex was great. It was dangerous and thrilling. He screamed when Asami thrust deep inside of him and he gripped Asami's arm, digging his nails into the older man's skin. He tossed his head back, moaning, "Ahhhh! Ugghhhhh! Asami!"

Asami held back a groan of his own. No matter how many times he took his boy, he was always tight. He began to thrust in and out, watching Akihito's light brown hair flying across the black sheets. Those hazel eyes were half-closed with lust clearly written in them. He wanted to keep that look for himself. No one was going to take the other away from him again. He would make sure Akihito knew that he belonged to him.

Akihito tossed his head back and forth, moaning loudly. He tried to give some pleasure back to the older man by sliding his hands down the toned chest. Yet, it only made Akihito hotter and he never thought that he would ever have this he faked his death, he was so sure that Asami wouldn't care. Then he found out what Asami was doing to find the ones responsible. It shocked him to the core. He knew then that Asami felt something for him. Was it love? He didn't know. He did know that Asami cared for him. It was proven a few times. He groaned loudly as Asami wrapped his strong hand around his cock and he couldn't hold his voice back. The world was spinning and he was getting lost into Asami. He was drowning and he didn't want to come back up. He just wanted to drown into Asami until death tore them apart. Gripping the older man's shoulders, his back arched as he came with a loud scream of the other man's name, "ASAMI!"

Asami felt the muscles tighten around his cock and he was lost. He never had sex this good before. His past lovers were nothing to this one boy. He thrust in and out faster. He came on the third thrust. Pulling out, he lay beside his boy and stared at the sweaty body. He ran his hand up Akihito's body. What could he say? Should he admit his love? He took his hand away and found his cigarettes. Lighting one up, he spoke, "You are mine. You will never escape me. I will turn this world upside down to find you. Remember that, Takaba." When the boy doesn't say a word, he leaned over Akihito. Wrapping his hand around Akihito's neck, he asked coldly as he tightened his grip, "Do I make myself clear?"

Akihito tried to pry the hand off his neck, but it wasn't working. Yes, Asami was dangerous and anyone who tried anything on him is a fool. He choked, "Y… Yes." His neck was released and he breathed deeply. He turned away from the cold man. He knew it was pointless to run. He was trapped for good; trapped in a dangerous life. This wasn't his only problem. He had to face his parents and try to explain to them what happened. Would they forgive him? He sighed. His parents might forgive him for what he did, but they wouldn't want him to be near Asami. Sadly, no one would be able to stop Asami. Asami had him for good. Only death would pull them apart. He watched as grey smoke rose to the ceiling. He turned to look at the dangerous man and wondered what he meant to the other. Yes, he knew Asami cared but was there more. Was the older man in love with him? He hoped so. He gave everything up for this man. He pulled the blanket over his body. Sleep was the best thing. He had things to do tomorrow that he wasn't looking forward to.

Asami watched as his young lover fell asleep. In the past, he would get rid of anyone who dared to cross him. So, why was he holding back against the boy? Did he really fall in love with the other? He knew he cared, cared dearly. What did he feel? He thought his cold heart would never feel again. He closed his eyes to picture the past, when he was truly happy. Yes, he missed his family. He remembered a time with them.

Hako and Kai were sitting at the dinner table when he walked in. His son turned his head and smiled brightly to see him. Hako didn't look too pleased, but there was nothing he could do. This was his life and he couldn't change it. Trying to escape this world meant death. He sat down and Kai jumped onto his lap, blabbing about his day. He glanced to his wife and gave a smile.

Hako sighed and mumbled, 'I never could be mad at you for long, Ryuuichi.'

She smiled at him and welcomed him home like every other day. He set his son on his chair and asked, 'How are my two favorite people?'

Hako laughed, 'I am afraid Kai picked up a new word.'

'What is that?' Asami asked as he turned to look at his pride and joy.

'Damn.' Kai spoke loudly as he clapped his hands together, believing he did a good thing.

Asami rubbed his temples. He would have to watch what he said in front of his son. It wouldn't be good for the young child to pick up on his words. He scolded, 'That is not a word you should be saying.' Kai looked at him confused and he informed the child, 'It is a bad word.'

'But daddy uses it all the time.' Kai responded.

'That is true. You are letting our son pick up on your bad habits, Ryuuchi.' Hako teased with a smile. Her bright blue eyes showed amusement.

Asami stared between the two. He knew he was lost. He looked at his son to see those blue eyes bright as his mother's. He sighed, 'I won't say it again.'

'At least in front of him.' Hako chuckled. She stood up and hugged her husband, giving him a kiss as a welcome home.

Kai spoke, 'Ewwww! Mama and Daddy kissing.'

He opened his eyes, erasing that memory. He didn't want to remember the pain when he found their bodies in their home. His golden eyes glance to his side to see the boy fast asleep. He ran his hand through the light brown hair. His lover was something else. His lover had spirit and fire. He knew he was lost to this boy as well. The only problem was to keep him alive. Could he do it? Should he push the other away before he got hurt? However, Akihito was hurt already. Fei Long kidnapped him and then the Russians got involved. Was it all an act? Was it part of Akihito role as an undercover cop? He ran his hand through his dark black hair and sighed. Tomorrow was a new day and he also needed his rest. He put out his cigarette and lay down. Tomorrow he would get his answers.

The next day, Akihito awoke and glanced to his side to see the older man fast asleep. That was good. He had things to do. He squirmed out of the bed, rubbing his back. He found his lost clothes. He had to talk to Yasuo and see what was going on. His boss was going to be livid. He didn't know how he was going to explain it. There was a chance that his boss would try to press charges against him. Of course, there was nothing to charge him with. He failed his job, plain and simple. As he dressed, he stared at the man who stole his heart. He figured out why Asami was always cold. If he lost a wife and son, he might be the same way. He stole another glance at his lover and then knew his life was bound to this man. Shaking his head, he hurried out, bumping into Suoh. Suoh glared at him and he smiled back. He was positive the guards knew everything by now. He side stepped the man and spoke, "If your boss wants me, tell him to find me." He ran before the huge man could stop him. Unlike Asami, he had people to answer to. Pulling out his phone, he sent a text Yasuo to meet him in the park.

Asami awoke alone. He sat up, wondering if he dreamt everything. He ran his hand through his black hair, messing it up. He climbed out of bed. He couldn't have dreamt that. It had to be true. He didn't want it to be false. He stared into the mirror, seeing the same face. What happened to the cold hearted man? Did his heart unfreeze? He went to the bathroom to get ready for today. He would ask his guards about the boy and hope he wasn't losing his mind.

Suoh stood there shocked and growled. His boss was going kill them because of that stupid brat. He saw Kirishima walking toward him and he asked, "Did you see the punk?"

"Yeah." Kirishima answered.

"Why didn't you stop him?" Suoh asked, pissed about not stopping Akihito from leaving.

"There is a guard following him. I made sure he was kept track of." Kirishima answered. He stood by the door and asked, "Has Asami-sama come out?" Suoh shook his head and he stood guard with Suoh. He wondered what the boy was up to. To find out some punk turned out to be an undercover cop was a surprise. It shocked him that Asami didn't do anything to him. He glanced to the door and sighed. It would seem his boss was lost to the boy. That meant they would have work harder to make sure Akihito didn't get into trouble or harmed. He didn't want to see his boss like he was six years ago.

At the park, Yasuo leaned against a tree, smoking a cigarette. His lip and face were sore from the punches he received for his trouble. Akihito was trouble and he always knew that. His lips turned up into a small smile as he thought about Akihito. The boy was a hand full. He remembered when they first met.

The day was boring and Yasuo listened half-hearted to the speech his boss was giving him. Suddenly, he heard a loud voice. He thought the person was out of hand. He stood up and walked out of the room to see a young boy spitting out curse words and saying that he didn't do anything wrong. He walked toward the boy and sighed, 'If you are here, then you did something wrong.'

'Oh please, the place was empty. What is the big deal about cramping out there?' The young boy spoke.

Yasuo chuckled. He turned to his co-worker who took the hint and left them alone. He leaned against the wall and took a cigarette out of his pocket. He pointed the pack toward the boy and asked, 'Want one?'

'Don't try to make friends with me to try to get me to confess to anything.'

'What is your name?' Yasuo asked as he lit up a cigarette and putted his pack away.

'Takaba Akihito. And that is all you are getting out of me. I have rights.' Akihito said.

Those hazel eyes glared at him and Yasuo smiled. The kid had fire. He liked that. He was handed a file as the co-worker from before came back. He looked down at the file and flipped through it. He chuckled, 'Wow, you have a sheet. You could spend some time here.'

'Go to hell.'

'That isn't nice to talk to a police officer like that.'

'Like I care.'

'You seem to like danger.'

'So what?'

'A fight against a gang member at the age of eighteen.'

'He had it coming to him. Stealing off that poor old woman.'

'But that is not in the statement.'

'Like he was going to admit doing that.' Akihito spat. He shook his wrists, hoping to pull free of the cuffs.

Yasuo sighed and closed the file. The boy had something about him. He thought maybe they could use him. He pushed away from the wall and inhaled the cigarette. As he blew grey smoke out, he spoke, 'Maybe we could drop these charges if you would be willing to do something for us.'

'What is that?' Akihito asked as his interest was peeked.

'Go undercover to this little gang that has been robbing places. We need to know who is all involved. Think about it, kid.'

Yasuo snapped out of his thoughts as the voices of the city entered his ears. Akihito took on the case and did a wonderful job. His boss was impressed and asked Akihito to work for them. Of course, Akihito took it on. He turned his head to see said man limping toward him. Tilting his head, he asked, "You are still alive?"

"Were you worried about me?" Akihito responded with a question. Yasuo glared at him and he smiled. He knew it ticked the other man off when he hid information. But he wasn't about to say he was in love with Asami and that was the reason he couldn't bring him in. Then again, he was sure Yasuo had an idea. Everyone knew who he belonged to.

"That man is not someone you want to stay around, Akihito." Yasuo spoke as he threw his cigarette onto the ground and crushed it. He looked at the young man and sighed, "You should have remained dead."

"He would have hunted me down. He would have figured it out." Akihito lied. He knew Asami wouldn't have figured it out. He had the man believing his death. Even his friends and family thought he was dead, which reminded him that he would have to show himself to them and explain. Yasuo gave him a look and he knew he was caught in the lie. He limped beside the man and leaned against the tree, watching people walk by and talk. He sighed, "It is a beautiful day."

"Did you have anything on him?" Yasuo asked.

"No."

"Lair."

"I have no idea what you are talking about."

"This man could kill you without blinking an eye. If you have something to bring him down before he harms you, then hand it over."

Akihito glanced to his partner and shook his head. No one would understand. He fell in love with that cold man. He turned his eyes away from Yasuo's dark brown eyes. He lied, "I never had anything on him. He isn't the type to trust anyone." Well, the second part was the truth. Asami never told him about his family.

"Staying near him will get yourself killed. I read about his family." Yasuo mentioned as he lit up another cigarette. He got the feeling that they were being watched and he was never wrong about that. He sighed, "Let us go somewhere else."

"Asami's guard will just follow us."

"What! You are being followed!" Yasuo yelled. As people glanced at them, he shut his mouth. The people gave them a funny look and walked away. He glanced to Akihito and whispered, "Is your cover blown?"

Shaking his head, Akihito lied again, "He doesn't know. Do you think I would be alive if he did?"

"Then why is there a guard following you?"

"Because he thinks I belong to him." Akihito answered with ease like that answered everything. He glanced over to see the guard standing there, glaring at him. So, he was right about the guards knowing about him. Lucky, he was whatever to Asami or he would be dead. How long would that last? Would Asami throw him away? Did the man feel more than care for him? He didn't have the answers. He sighed, "I have to inform my friends and family that I am still alive."

"I don't think they will take that well."

"It was your mistake. Not mine."

"Going to lie to them."

"Oh I can so tell them, by the way I work undercover and I face danger everyday."

"I still say we should get you away from Asami."

"He will hunt me down. To his mind, I belong to him." Akihito responded as he closed his eyes. He pictured what they did last night. Something was different about the sex. He didn't notice it last night but thinking about, it meant something else. He rubbed his neck, remembering that strong hand squeezing the life out of him. Yes, there was no escape for him anymore.

Yasuo pulled away from the tree and grabbed Akihito's arm. When hazel eyes opened to look at him, he swore, "I'll protect you. I can get you away him." He didn't want this boy in harms way. He knew Akihito was in deep and he was sure faking his death would end it. Then Akihito told him to give information to Asami if the man had him.

Pulling his arm away, Akihito smiled and whispered, "I love danger and the thrill." He walked away before Yasuo could say a word. From the corner of his eye, he saw the guard following him. He could escape the guard with ease but he was sure he would pay for it later. He didn't think his ass could take that punishment.

Yasuo dropped his hand as he watched Akihito walk away. His cigarette dropped to the ground as he realized the real reason behind Akihito decision. The boy was in love with Asami. He closed his eyes and his hands curled up into fists. That man was dragging a good spirited person into his darkness. How could he have let this happen? When did it happen?

Akihito walked down the street and sighed. What was he going to do next? How was he going to explain to his family and friends? He looked up to see he was heading to Club Sion. He was sure Asami would be there by now. Did he want to be drawn into the world of darkness? He stopped and leaned against a building, closing his eyes. He remembered the times he saw danger.

'Itou!'

'See what happens to those who go against me.'

'Why? He was your brother.'

'He betrayed me. He was giving information to the police.' Itou explained as he turned to look at Akihito. He walked to the boy and spoke, 'I know you would never do that. You would never betray me. We are friends.'

Akihito felt sick. Itou's brother wasn't the one who was giving information to the police. It was him. He got some boy dead. He glanced up to see those cold green eyes. Itou walked past him and whispered something to his guard. He couldn't believe it. He lent against the wall, sliding down to the floor. He turned his head and threw up.

Itou spoke, 'Get used to it. People die, Akihito.'

Akihito didn't look up. He knew he had to give this information up and hope they would pull him out of the mission. He couldn't stay here anymore. He was helped up by a young woman who was Itou's sister. Her bright green eyes were filled with tears. He couldn't stand looking into her eyes either.

Akihito snapped out of his memories when someone touched his shoulder. He opened his eyes to see one of Asami's guards glaring at him. He sighed, "Yeah, yeah, I know he wants me." He walked again toward Club Sion. When he got there, he walked into the club and everyone was turning their heads to look at him. Of course, they would look. He was dressed in jeans and a T-shirt. He headed toward the steps, ignoring everyone. Getting to the office, he walked inside to see Asami's golden eyes glaring at him. He spoke, "I had business to tend to. Unlike you I do have people to answer to."

"What did you tell your cop friend?"

"Nothing that would bring you down. I already told you that you have me now." Akihito hissed. He understood why the older man was asking but he didn't like it. He thought he showed his feelings totally to Asami the night before. He flopped onto the couch and kept his mouth shut.

Asami didn't like that cop. He once again asked why he didn't get rid of Akihito. Akihito could be his down fall. The young man knew his workings even if he tried to keep Akihito out of it. He stood up and walked to the boy. Pulling the other man up roughly, he spoke coldly, "Do not try to play me or you will regret it."

Akihito stared into his lover's cold golden eyes and remarked, "I know that. One way or another I am trapped by you." He didn't want to admit it. He did enjoy his freedom. Now, he would never be free. He was trapped in Asami.

"I see you have not changed." An elderly woman spoke from the door way.

Suoh quickly said, "She would not listen to me, Asami-sama."

Asami turned his head fast and released Akihito quickly. He stared at the elderly woman in front of him. He couldn't believe it. He never thought to see her ever again.