Disclaimer: I do not own Viewfinder, Yamane-sensei does. I make no profit from this story.
Warnings: Angst, crime, AU, SMEX, OOC
Pairings: Asami/OC, Asami/Akihito
Chapters: 1/?
Summary: AU. Asami is a cop and he runs into a young man who will turn his world upside down. Can Asami keep the peace in his family life and this new young man?
Notes: Hello readers. I got this new idea in my head and I have been writing on it when I get a free chance at it. Since school is taking most of my time, it has been hard. I hope you enjoy this story. It is OOC. I think this is very different. Hopefully you think so too. Please tell me what you think.
The room was small, but then again it wasn't really a place to live. Bottles were strewn all over the place. The paint on the walls was peeling away. There were a couple futons in different corners of the room. The windows were broken. Loud music blared to life as a tall twenty-two year old man with black hair turned it on. Hazel eyes turned away from the mess in the run-down apartment to look at his team mate. He leaned back on the small futon, stating, "I'm thinking."
Another team mate with dyed blondish hair spoke up, "You are always thinking, Akihito."
"We need to be living the high life, Takato." Akihito growled, falling back onto to dusty futon, waving the dust away from his face.
Takato turned his head to the other man, laughing, "Hear that, Kou. We should live the high life." He turned to his friend who took him in without a question as he spoke, "We are outcasts, ran from home or was kicked out. We all have a story that none of us share."
Kou flopped next to his best friend who was a mystery to everyone around these parts as he asked, "What are you thinking?"
Akihito mumbled, "I'm going to get a cop in our pocket." Kou and Takato started to laugh. He was dead serious. He gave it some thought. He figured getting a cop in their pocket could make their lives better. Who else could look out for them beside themselves? He could pull the strings, making sure all of them were safe. Before anyone could say a word, a young woman walked in. She wore beat up jeans with a low cut shirt. She was thin and all her curves were shown perfectly. She came about three years ago and she hit it off with Takato. They wanted to get married but they didn't have enough money. He rose from the bed and asked, "Job?" Everyone in the room got silent. They all knew one job could cost them their freedom any given second but it was the only way to survive in the cold dark world.
Eri twisted her long black hair, her bright blue eyes stared at the leader of their small family as she spoke, "It should be easy. Steal a car from some rich man who owes Keith some money." Keith gave them jobs, never telling them who the big boss was and it hardly paid them to feed themselves. Usually they took extra stuff and Keith never said anything about it as long as he didn't see it with his own eyes.
Akihito walked to the broken window, hearing the glass on the floor break. Keith wasn't that great of a person to follow but it kept them out of the eye sight of the big fish. He wanted his gang out of their sight. He lost a friend a few years back because she got the attention of big fish. He tilted his head back, asking, "How much?"
"Believe it or not, Keith told us to take some bonuses for the job. Rich idiot really owes a lot and I heard through rumor that he rubbed the wrong people big time." Eri explained, leaning against the dusty wall.
Takato growled, "Eri, keep your mouth shut." He turned to Akihito who looked bothered. He walked to the leader, sighing, "We need this job. We just ran out of everything this morning."
"We will find…"
"No, Aki. We take this job not another one." Kou spoke up. He was the only one brave enough to stand up to their leader.
Akihito looked over at Kou, knowing they did need stuff to survive and this job would bring it in for sure. It could be dangerous since it will put them in front of the true leaders that truly rule the underworld. He lost one member because of the attention and he swore to never let it happen again. His hazel eyes closed as he thought about everything. He needed a cop backing them up. That was the only way to keep them safe now. The jobs were getting more dangerous every step of the way. He had to protect his new family. He asked, "How long do we have to finish the job?"
Eri answered, "One week no longer."
"Do I want to know what will happen if we fail the job or don't get it done?" Akihito asked.
Eri looked at her boyfriend and Kou who shook their heads. She looked back at their leader. She was all for getting noticed. At least then they could live large instead of being in a dump but she understood why Akihito was against it. There were pros and cons to it. She sighed sadly, "Doubt it, but we will make it like always."
Akihito opened his eyes knowing there was no way around it. They had to live and these jobs were all they had. This job would bring in more since they had free rein over everything. He ordered, "Eri scout out the place with Takato. Kou do your homework. Tomorrow we discuss everything."
"What you going to do?" Takato asked as he saw the leader grab a beat up jean jacket and walk to the broken door.
"Making a back-up plan for us." Akihito answered as he left his new family behind. No one knew him. He wasn't part of these woods and that suited him fine. He refused to let his past come to haunt his new life even though it played a part of it. He climbed down the broken stairs, stepping around the broken wood. It was time for him to put his all into this world. There was no way around it. Kou, Takato, and Eri were his family now, looking up to him to keep them safe. It was true, that none of them knew each other's past but that was fine with him. This was meant to be a new life and one day they will score big to be away from run-down homes. He will make sure of it.
Inside the apartment, Eri sighed out her question, "What could be his back-up plan?" She worried for the guy who took her in. Sometimes Takato and her fought about it. Sometimes Takato got jealous but Akihito took her in off the streets, never asking questions about her past. She owed him but she would never go with him. Also she figured he wasn't interested in anyone or at least what she saw.
Takato grumbled, "I have no clue. There is no way to back out of this."
Kou flopped down, joking, "You don't think he is going to get a cop in his pocket." Eri and Takato both look at him for a second before they started to laugh. Akihito hated police in every sense of the word. No one knew why and no one dared ask.
A famous club for the outcasts hid beneath a bridge with a small sign stating beware. Akihito entered without being ask a question of how he knew of the place. They knew him by name and people cleared a path for him. One time a guy tried to take him out by force and he put him into the hospital. None of patrons helped him because coming here was a risk. He went to the small bar area, seeing a teen with reddish hair and bright brown eyes. He gave a smile sadly and walked over to him. He ordered, "My usually and I'm calling in my debt." He saved the bar tender from some trouble. Yes, he made sure all his debts were paid. This was his life and he had to make it through.
Michael whispered to make sure his boss didn't hear him, "Can it wait?"
Akihito narrowed his eyes at the teen that backed a step as he stated coldly, "No chance in hell. I said whenever I wanted the favor returned." Michael nodded his head slightly but kept glancing around. He leaned forward, asking, "Is there any ticks in here?" He couldn't say who they were or a huge fight would happen. Michael glanced around the room but shrugged his shoulders. He sighed, "I guess you are not sure."
Michael leaned onto the bar and mumbled, "That I wish I could help you with. We got busted two weeks ago and boss didn't take too kindly of me not reporting it. Beside which tick would be in their right mind hanging out here." He heard a yell for a drink and winked at the boy no one messed with as he walked down the end of the bar to give the man a drink.
Akihito downed his drink and tapped his fingers against the bar. He needed a way to gain protection from everyone. The underworld was big but they stayed clear of the police. He knew some of his members wanted the attention but it was dangerous. He saw it firsthand. The memories came to haunt him and he waved Michael back over to fill his drink. He started to drink away the haunting memories. He felt a hand slide up his leg and he turned his head. The man's eyes were hungry. He stood up and Michael backed away. He hissed, "Who the hell do you think you are to touch me without my permission?" Before anything else could happen, one clean-cut man grabbed the winkled hand. He felt something stir in him as he saw the man but he pushed it away. Emotions were foolish in his world.
The man squeaked, "Chief."
Akihito felt his entire body light on fire by that one sentence. Michael was ready to go in the back and he shook his head. The bartender looked at him with concern but he narrowed his eyes once to get him to back off. This was the end of the debt and it was more than perfect.
"You should know better, Jin. For your position in ranks, you shouldn't be here. Get out of here before I report you and tell your wife." The man said coldly and with force. Jin stepped to the side and booked out. He knew for a fact that Jin's wife had most of the money and proving he had an affair would make sure Jin got nothing. He made sure he left and turned his head back to the young man who had hard hazel eyes. He asked, "Why didn't anyone help you?"
Akihito chuckled softly, "This place, no one helps you. You enter at your own risk."
"You could have gotten hurt or worse."
Akihito flirty smiled as he stated, "I can handle my own… Your name?"
"Asami Ryuuichi."
Akihito rolled the name over his head to make sure he knew it from now on. It was the name that he would use to his advantage. He sat back down and waved the tall man over. It was those eyes that stuck him the most. It was like they were eating his soul right out of his body but he played the game well. He would never have anyone in his life as a partner. No one was going to know him that well. If they did, it could be dangerous. He asked, "What are you doing here, Asami-san?" He purred out the name sweetly, seeing those eyes darken for a second.
Asami waved the bar tender over and ordered a drink. He lit up a cigarette, glancing around the room. He answered, "Meeting a source but he is not here."
"A piece of advice; never let anyone know who you are here or what you are doing here. It can be dangerous for your health." Akihito responded kindly. There was not a problem giving some advice. After all, this man was his game for the night and for as long as he saw fit.
Asami turned his head back to the young man. There was danger in this kid and he could sense it. He didn't care. He was here to meet someone and they weren't here. He relaxed for the first time during the day and ordered another drink. He saw the other not refilling his. He looked at the young teen, stating, "Give him whatever he wants on me."
Michael said, "Sure. Your usually?" Akihito nodded his head and he poured him a drink. He looked at the most dangerous man in the place and wondered if he should report this but he owed Akihito big time. He went to serve his other customers.
Akihito ran his finger around his glass, noting with pleasure that the chief of police was watching him. He could tell it was lust in those eyes. This man was easy to read. It was like stealing candy from a kid. He tilted his head, giving a small smile which got those gold eyes to brighten. His gang was getting information and he was ready to sell himself off to protect them. Second thoughts came to his mind and he knew he could walk away right this second. He chased them away from his mind. He had to protect his new family with everything inside of him. He had to make sure they could survive without him. Sooner or later he was going to be found out. He kept his birth name, knowing the danger to it. It was the only thing he had of her. He shook his head before it ran down a road that could not be changed.
"Something wrong?" Asami asked with concern. It looked like the other had a horrible memory. He knew what that was all about.
Akihito gave a smile and continued with his game, "Nothing wrong."
"What's your name?" Asami questioned.
"Everyone calls me Aki." Akihito answered. He wasn't going to give his full name as this man did. Asami was too trusting. That could be a mistake in this cold world. Noise blared to life as a group of kids played the juke box. He leaned his head on his hand, looking at the man who was his prey. It was too bad for Asami to be the clean-cut man that came across him.
Asami stood up, politely stated, "Excuse me for a second. I am need of the rest room."
Akihito stood up, smiling as he ran his hand over the strong arm and stated, "Be careful." He slipped his hand into the man's loose pocket. He sat back down as Asami walked away and he looked through the man's wallet. He browsed through seeing photos. He laughed as he saw a wedding picture. It was too perfect. He knew not to get carried away. When it was too perfect meant it was not. He set the wallet down in front of the man's drink. He saw Asami walk back over, ignoring everyone in the room. As he sat down, he looked confused at his wallet. He lied, "It fell out of your pocket. I picked it up and put there so no one would take it." Asami nodded his head, his eyes held trust in them. Some part of him felt guilt for planning to use this man but he pushed it away like he always did.
"Do you come here often?" Asami asked as he drank. He glanced around to see so many underage kids. He shook it away. He knew of this place but no one could truly shut it down. He tried once and it almost cost him everything. He was no fool and wasn't ready to take the big dogs on. He turned his head to see those breath-taken eyes look at him. They were hard looking like this boy saw so much in his young life.
Akihito had no plan to answer. For his luck or Michael looking out for the business, a nice slow song came on. He stood up, speaking in a huskily voice, "This is my song but I never have anyone to dance with." Asami took the bait and stood up as well, wrapping his arm around his waist, moving to the middle of the small room. There were only a few couples dancing, so there was enough space for them. The warmth between them was making a fire race up his body. Slowly he ran his hands up the strong arms, wrapping them around the neck. The song continued to play as he did with this man. This was nothing more than to gain safety from the big dogs. It was the only way now. Those gold eyes tried to study him but he never let anything open on his face. He was smart in this world, showing only what he wanted. Even his gang didn't know one personal detail about him. The way he liked it. The less people who knew, the better.
Asami whispered, "Why?"
Akihito questioned back, "Why what?"
"Why do you choose this world?" Asami explained his question. He could see this boy being something better than living in the dirty part of the world. He looked to see Akihito give no looks to show what he was thinking. Those eyes were guarded.
Akihito sighed, "I live and survive. That is all I need to know, Asami." He wasn't going to tell him his life story. The man leaned forward. Those rough lips touched his and his mind felt foggy like he was doing drugs. He pulled back after a couple seconds. They were hot together but this was no place to gain his prey. He leaned up, whispering into the man's ear, "I know a place we could be private, Ryuuichi." His voice lowered as he said the man's first name. He leaned back seeing those golden orbs ready for a night to forget his long days. He pulled him toward the door, winking at Michael who gave him a very concerned look. He knew what he was doing. He was damned in the world already. This was all a game to be played and won.
"Where are we going?" Asami asked. An image of his wife came to mind but he pushed it away. Then his children came to his mind and he almost stopped dead in his tracks. They meant everything to him and he would do anything for them. The second thoughts left his mind as soft lips touched his, making him fall against the brick wall of the building. His arms wrapped around the thin waist. The feeling rising inside of him was so different than anything he ever felt before. He never thought it would happen to feel something like this.
Akihito could see the doubt and he had to keep the man interested. As he pulled back from the kiss, he felt the guilt rise inside of him but he pushed it away. He was going to carry this plan out to the very end. He had to protect his family from harm. He answered Asami's question, "We are going to a hotel not too far away."
Asami looked into those beautiful hazel eyes. He knew he was playing with fire but he ignored all warning signs. He wanted to forget everything for a while. They started to walk again. Each step made a fire build inside of him. The dirty world lived here. Anyone could tell once he saw drug dealers on the corners waiting for their customers. This was one area no police touched. It was off limits. He wanted people to rise up and live a great life. He glanced back to the boy that he was following inside a run-down building. Those hazel eyes were guarded, hard to understand or read.
Akihito walked up to the teller who chuckled softly. He frowned and mumbled, "What is so funny, Rocky?" He would never say the man's real name and everyone around here called him Rocky instead of Nao.
Nao or better known as Rocky, chuckled, "To see you ready to use this hotel." He pulled down his glasses to see the tall man behind Akihito. The man had black hair and bright gold eyes. The man raised an eyebrow at him and he smirked. He turned his attention back to the boy who everyone knew not to mess with even though no one knew his story. There were rumors even going as far as Akihito killing off his parents. He didn't give much thought to the rumors though. He leaned his head on his hand, looking at the young man that people lusted after but would never have a chance. He tossed a key to the boy and stated in mirth, "On the house."
Akihito snatched the key, growling lowly in his throat. Asami looked at him oddly and he shrugged his shoulders. This place was for blackmailers and no one else. He usually stayed clear of the place except to get information about people. He headed up the stairs, feeling an arm slid around his waist. He stopped and looked back. He could see so many emotions on that tan face. The man was beautiful and kind, nothing like him. He was ready to put a stop to this game but the image of his family came to mind. It was too late to back out now. He played a game for the last five years, staying one step ahead of everyone. He leaned down a little, whispering against those rough lips, "I want a good time."
"Why me?" Asami asked as he felt a tongue lick against his lips. It was sending fireworks off inside of his body. He took the key out of the boy's hand and started to walk up the stairs. He heard a small chuckle and it was making his ears ring. As he entered the room, the boy shut the door with his foot, dropping his jacket onto a chair. The room was small. Black rip curtains hung loose on the windows. A bed was in the middle of the room with black sheets on it. There was one stand beside the bed. He dropped the key as he was pushed onto the bed. The boy's eyes were bright and they held danger in them. He didn't care. This was for a good time and to forget. No one was going to know and he was never going to see this boy again: a devil in an angel form.
Akihito couldn't believe he was going down to this level but he had no other options left to him. As he was flipped over onto the bed, he stared up at the man above him. At least it was someone that was attractive. A hand slide under his black shirt that made fire run up his spine. What was this? He never thought of anyone to be with him like this after what happened. His shirt was pulled off and tossed onto the floor. He unbuttoned the chief's shirt, pushing it aside to reveal tan toned skin. He licked at his lips since they were getting dried. Heat was swirling around him. Lips mashed against his making his sins more visible. He pushed it all away. This was his life and a game to play.
Asami ran his hand over the pale skin. The heat was burning him alive. His shirt was tossed to the floor. He pulled back from the intense kiss. He stared at those eyes that were sucking him in like a moth to a flame. It was too much for him. He had to have more. He touched the pale neck with his lips, hearing a small gasp. It was beautiful to his ears. It was making them ring loudly. Small hands ran across his back, engulfing him in an embrace of fire. This was dangerous and he knew that. He could sense the danger rolling off this boy. He whispered into the other's ear, "Aki."
Akihito could hear the doubt in the voice. The thoughts of guilt came back trying to haunt him. He leaned up, rubbing his hard clothe cock against the man's. It was over and he was damned. He trusted no one including his own gang. They will never know his story. If one knew and wanted a better life, they could betray him in seconds. It happened before and he swore to never again trust anyone. He also swore off love. He felt it once and it almost destroyed him. No this was all a game. Yes, he would protect his gang but they would never know him personally. Teeth teased his flesh and he moaned sweetly, "Ryuuichi." He felt the man wanting him like so many others. He wasn't innocent in the world of sex. He gave that up once thinking he had it all but it was stripped away from him, seeing the cruel world. Now, he will play his own game to gain the upper hand. He knew he couldn't stay much longer in the area. He will give one thing to his gang: his new family. Lips mashed against his and he ran his nails down the strong back. Hips thrust down and he broke the kiss. It was so different. It felt different.
Asami tried to read those eyes but no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't. It didn't matter. He wanted his problems gone. His love was killed. His new wife was nothing compare to her. His children were what kept him going. He wanted to forget everything for a little while. He pulled down the beat up jeans off those long legs. He tossed them over his shoulder. The boy was a beautiful creature, waiting for him. This man was a devil in an angel form. He knew this could ruin everything but it didn't matter to him. He felt hands work at his pants. He asked, "Why?" He wanted an answer.
Akihito leaned up, making sure his naked body rubbed against the older man's as he slide down those dress pants. He whispered, teasing the man, "That is for me to know and you to never think of it after tonight." He licked around the ear lobe, hearing a small groan. He teased, "We getting this on or we going to keep talking. I didn't come for a conversation."
"Neither did I. If I did, I would have stayed at the club." Asami responded. He pushed the young man back to the bed, kissing him. This time he got daring as he slipped his tongue inside that wet warmth. The moment the other muscle toyed with his, his mind went to over drive and everything he thought about through the entire day disappeared in seconds.
Strong hands messed against his bare skin, making the heat raise in the room. His head was on a high. It was like he was doing drugs, making him want more. That was dangerous. No, it would not happen again. He will gain what he wanted and be done with this man like everyone else in life. No trust. He lived by those words from the day he ran. The kiss was broken. He saw the redden lips move but he couldn't make out the words. He gasped, "What?"
"Have you…"
"Twice with the same man. Been a while though." Akihito revealed. He wouldn't say it but he needed to be prepared or it was going to hurt. He was selling his soul but he wasn't going to let himself be hurt. He didn't expect anything different from this man. Asami was just too kind and that kindness could be used against him. He was doing it right this second. As he felt fingers slid in him, he thrust his hips, trying to get them where he wanted them. He should have some pleasure for this. It was a little shocking to see that Asami knew what to do. That thought left his mind as his body arched from the fingers finding his sweet spot. Everything disappeared from his mind. He growled, "Do it."
Asami was going to ask to make sure but seeing the body arch up to him made it disappear from being spoken. He sealed lips as he pulled out his fingers and slowly entered his thick cock. He felt hands run across his arms, making goose bumps appear in their track. He groaned as he felt the heat tighten around him. He was in heaven or was it hell. He wasn't sure and didn't really care at the moment. He gazed down to see those hazel eyes dark, making them shine in the horrible room. He licked at the neck, trying his best to stay still until the other was used to him. He couldn't hold back a groan as the boy moved his hips. It was the only sign he knew he was getting.
As the pace started to pick up, Akihito felt so different. This was nowhere what he remembered. It was more pleasurable. He pulled the chief's head to him and sealed those lips. Hands ran across his sweaty skin, making him feel a coldness take over on each part. This was his hell and no one could save him. He felt a hand wrap around his cock, making all concurrent thought leave his mind. He moaned, "Ryuuichiiii." It was over as he damned this man to his game. He came and bit his lip to stop the scream. He heard a groan against his ear and wetness running down his thighs. As the man lay on the side, he mumbled, "Cigarette." He heard the creak of the bed as Asami stood up. He felt a cigarette hit his hand and grabbed it.
As he lit the cigarette for the man, Asami asked, "Where is the shower?" Hazel eyes gazed at him for a second before he pointed to the other small door in the room. He watched as smoke circled the boy, hiding his beauty from view. He went to the restroom to get cleaned up. When did he have a one-night stand? It has been a long time. Well it happened a few times and he was a teenage at the time. He let the water wash over him as guilt started to build up inside of him. What would his children think of him now if they knew?
On the bed, Akihito laid there, smoking. His eyes narrowed as he heard the shower run. Everything was in place. He had Asami in his pocket from now on. Asami would find that out soon enough. He crashed his cigarette into the ashtray as he continued to lay there. He heard the water be turned off. He saw the man walk out, drying and getting dressed. There was no need for words. He got what he wanted.
Asami looked over, wondering if he should say something. The sex was blissful, making him crave even more. He shook the thought out of his mind. He dressed completely and walked to the door. He gazed back for a second to see the boy having his eyes closed. It looked like the other was lost. He wanted to help but knew better than to try. He left this craving behind as he walked out the door.
Akihito whispered as he heard the door shut, "I have you, Asami Ryuuichi. A game I always play, I win."
Across the town, one woman sat in a seat by the window. Her long black hair pulled up. Her dark brown eyes stared out the window. She turned her head to see a teenager walk through the door. She stood up, asking, "Where is your father?"
