Disclaimer: I do not own the fine and sexy characters of Viewfinder.

Authors Note: So I wanted to try a different beginning for Akihito and Asami..you know not the 'violent' meeting they had. So I would like reviews as it's only my third story. On another note I thank everyone who follows' and favorites' Akihito's Fear and Can't say no. Both would be the first time I ever wrote one shot's and I will tell you I was sooo nervous writing them. I'm going to try and give a shot at writing something a little longer this time and would appreciate any kind of feedback! Thanks again everyone!


It was their fault. Akihito couldn't believe he fell for their stupid dare. Kou and Takato had a bet running against him. He was a professional criminal photographer and that meant having jobs at odd hours and at anytime he would have to pick up and leave. So they were betting that if he would be having time off for the next time they get together he would bail for another job. He of course stated that he would be available. In the event that he wouldn't be, he would wear a slim fitting dress with a long slit on the side complete with a garter belt the next time they would meet to make up for all of the times he bailed out.

He was obviously off his rocker when he stated that. So he found himself in the middle of the hottest and newest club in town, Club Sion, wearing a deep red form fitting dress like he said with said friends having a good time. He had a light brown, long haired wig that matched his own hair, make -up on, a stuffed bra, and he had to shave his legs to complete the outfit. Kou had stated that the dress suited his complexion making him look like the sexiest 'girl' in the club. Takato had smirked and agreed adding that he would date him in a flash if he hadn't known that he was a 'he'.

He on the other hand was not having a good time. A permanent scowl was on his face. Kou laughed and couldn't keep a grin off his face. He was having a good time having fun at his best friend's expense. Takato on the other was glad that he could spend some time with his elusive friend. Well Akihito couldn't stay mad at his friends for long because he did owe them for bailing out on them most of the time they asked him out to drink.

As he stared around the club as he noticed a lot of rich and famous people around. He had lifted a member card from one of his sources otherwise they would have never made it past the guards outside. The music was good but it wasn't as exciting as a younger generation's club would be. This place was for the snooty and snobbish. He could have done without coming here or rather gone to a different club meant for the young and told his friends so. Only Kou insisted and so he got pulled in to coming to this high rise club. It wasn't bad but he could do without the rich and snobbish. He watched as Kou had two very good looking girls surrounding him on both sides, pouring him drinks after drinks and talking him up.

He sighed. He was tired of the charade already and couldn't wait to get out of the dress. Takato watched his friend. "Aki? You haven't drunk much. What's wrong?"

Glancing up at his friend, Akihito felt guilty, "Sorry, I don't mean to be such a party pooper…but you know I don't like these kinds of places. " He was being such an ass when all his friends asked for was for him to hang out with them. "I'm fine. You guys go ahead and dance, while I get another drink. Okay?"

"Are you sure? We could just leave and find another club." Akihito smiled and shook his head. "No, this is okay. Just take Kou out on the floor with those two," he said pointing to the blond and brunette hanging on to one of each of Kou's arms. Takato grinned, "And what? Leave you? I couldn't leave such a pretty girl alone. Why don't you dance with me?"

He scowled. "I'm fine with just sitting here." But Takato grabbed his hand and dragged him to the dance floor. "Lighten up Aki! Have some fun and relax," he said, spinning him. Aki was shocked. He growled ready to push at Takato but his friend held him tight as they spun on the dance floor. "See this isn't so bad." Aki sighed and relax into Takato. He smiled slightly and looked up at him, "Next time I wear the pants and you get to wear the dress." Takato just laughed.

Asami Ryuuichi watched the dance floor from one way glass in one of the VIP rooms available on the second floor looking down. He scrutinized everything with a cold gaze, satisfied with what he saw he turned to Kirishima. "Is there anything to report on the findings on warehouse out by the bay?"

Kirishima stared in to his boss's golden eyes straight on. "There were four crates filled with pure coke and another eight with arsenal. We have found the syndic responsible for hiding it out there and have their leader waiting at our warehouse." Asami grunted his approval. Reaching in his suit jacket for a Dunhill he turned look back at the dance floor. "Send a car around. We'll head out after I mingle with the patrons for a little bit. Let Suoh take care of our guest in the mean time."

Kirishima bowed noticing that something on the dance floor had caught his boss's interest. "Yes Asami-sama." He turned leaving the office wondering what poor fool has caught the attention of his boss.

Asami's eyes narrowed as he watched the woman with the deep red dress dancing with her companion with a better expression then what she had entered the club with. The women had caught his eye when she walked in earlier that evening. He couldn't put his finger on it but something was off about her. She had seemed a bit upset and he had found the scowl on her face unbecoming or manly in a way. He watched her closely wondering what was off. Maybe he should introduce himself.

Hmm… a new toy. Sounds nice. He was bored anyways. The guest's entertainment won't last long and he could use a new form of entertainment. Hmmm…