Disclaimer: I do not own Viewfinder, Yamane-sensei does. I make no profit from this story.
Warnings: This will be rated over eighteen. Violence, death, smex.
Pairings: Asami/OCs.
Summary: This is like a pre-sequel to Flames Will Burn You. The name Asami will be feared and powerful. Ryuuichi and Kyoko will make sure of it.
Notes: Hello readers. I have been writing a little. It isn't much but some of it is coming together for this story. First of all, there will be no Asami/Akihito in this story. This deals all about Asami's past. I find it dark. Maybe you won't but I think it is. Also it is set before Flames Will Burn You but it can stand alone but you will understand Kyoko better if you read that one-shot. I hope you enjoy this story that to me is very different and new that I have ever wrote. The chapters are short, sorry. Like I said, I'm only writing a little bit. I thought I would post this and get your thoughts. You can even leave suggestions. Thanks and enjoy.
The little secret place was cold, unable to find the heat of the house. The young teenager tried to focus on his sight but it was impossible. He heard the yelling. Men being ordered to find them. He knew behind the door was the man of the house sitting in his favorite chair holding a gun. It was imprinted in his mind. He felt arms wrap around him, tears soaking through his thin shirt. His heart was pounding as he tried to keep himself calm. He heard the study door open. They made no movement. They made no sound. He wanted to be out there, protecting the house hold. The quietness was chilling him to the bone but his anger wasn't dying. Why were they getting attacked?
"Hello Ryo."
"What has warranted this action?" Ryo said.
"You are a lose end."
Before another word could be said, a gun fired and a few others. His eyes shut to the harsh truth. They were betrayed. He heard the man order to burn down the house. He was pulled away from the door. It was time for them to leave the comfort of their home. It wasn't their home anymore. He felt the small hand hold onto his. As they came out in the woods, he stared straight at the house he grew up in. He turned his head when he saw the flames lick at the home. He stared at the woman beside him. Her beautiful face was broken in tears but it was her eyes that told a whole different story. They were firm like steel and promised revenge. Her small soft hand grabbed his. He looked down at the ground. He failed.
"Ryuuichi."
He looked up at the sound of his name. Still those eyes held promises. He sighed, "Yes."
"We will gain power. We will give them death as they did to Ryo. I promise you this tonight below the moon. We will be unstoppable. From now on we will not bow to anyone."