Ah a new year...happy new years everyone, I hope you all have a better start to the year than I did. Day 2 in the new year with a long car ride and my head stuck in a public toilet...AND I WASN'T DRUNK OR HAD BEEN DRINKING... I just get car sick, probably too much info but oh well. Right now I am having back pains and a sore throat but I will write.

I am working on Run, kinda stuck but I'm working on it...found the latest chapters of Viewfinder...if anyone wants to know where to find them just contact me...I'm so nice.

I don't own Viewfinder...

I Know

I know when you fell in love with me, you may not have realised it at the time but it made you come find me, save me any time I'm in danger. It was the first time I got away. As I hung from that building for dear life, I stuck my tongue at you, you laughed. I wouldn't say you looked happy but you looked excited, I those amber eyes, like I awoke something inside of you, something you hadn't felt in a long time.

You fell in love with me and you didn't even know it.

To you it was all about the thrill of the chase, the domination. You actually thought you could actually dominate me, make me bend to your will. You really believed that didn't you. I guess a part of me did, after you saved me from Hong Kong. You knew I needed you, and I know, in your own way, you tried to help me drive those demons away. I guess, in your own weird way you did, but not completely.

I cringe every time I see your gun.

I think I know when I fell in love with you. It was on the deck after I had been shot. I remember grabbing your shirt and jacket, you actually looked a little surprised. I yelled at you and then buried my head in your chest, I was so shaken, terrified that this wasn't real. Then you rapped your arms around me and I felt so safe, but I couldn't stop the tears. You even apologised, you never have before. Then you spoke and I knew I loved you, maybe because I knew that it was the closest thing to a confession I would ever get from you.

"Don't...toss my heart around any more than this."

You know, I was, and still am, a bit nervous that you think I have some feelings for Fei Long, like I had Stockholm syndrome. I don't, I know that for a fact, but it was nice to have you worry about me...until you get physical, like you're trying to drive out his touch from my body, from my mind. Well, it worked.

I wasn't happy when I lost my apartment.

You move too fast for me, even though I'm younger. You want me to move at your pace in this...err... can I even call what we have a 'relationship', anyway, we haven't even been...doing what we do... for a year and you decided we are living together. I fought against it, even lived with Kou for a while, but you took everything. You knew I would go there, try to get my cameras' back. You know my every move, don't you...

Your a needy bastard.

And then I do something stupid, I get myself tangled up with Momohara Ai's insane stalker, and then her fans. And, of course, it all has something to do with you, you had to be involved. If I do anything you would have to be involved somehow. I save a woman's life only to get stalked, and groped, can't forget that, by a psychopath, to end up with no-where left to go but to you...

Ya know, somehow I think you planned that.

The End

I wrote this in two nights, kinda like...probably 3 hours, it's not very long but it wasn't meant to be, kinda like a short ramble of what I think Akihito's opinion on Asami and what's happened to him...yeah we'll go for that.

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