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

Warnings: Angst

Chapters: 1/

Pairings: Asami/Akihito, Asami/Harumi

Summary: The one he loved returns with a surprise which leaves Asami to make a decision. Who does he want to be with, his past or his present?

Notes: Hello readers. I bring a new story. I will try to update Behind Hazel Eyes soon. I hope you enjoy the new story and please tell me what you think.

Chapter One:

The penthouse was empty. Why did he come here? He figured the man wasn't going to be there. He leaned against the door and thought about what he saw. It shocked him to the core and made a shiver run through his body. It wasn't a good feeling.

He was running down the street, away from some thugs who thought they could catch him. They were idiots. Without looking, he ran right into a woman. He bowed his head as he rubbed the back of his neck while he spoke, 'I'm sorry.' A boy looked right up at him and everything froze. The boy had golden eyes and black hair. It shocked him. The woman only waved her hand and smiled. Sadly, he was shaking and not in a good way. He watched them leave but the boy remained on his mind.

That is why he came to see Asami. He didn't know what to say but he wanted to see the yakuza. Akihito shook his head and mumbled, "He would have told me." Would he? He shook his head again and sighed, "I do not know him that well. I don't know anything about him." He pushed away from the door and opened it. He left the penthouse. Maybe he could get some sources to spill something about the yakuza. He didn't know what to think. Was he a mistress? Was that woman married to Asami and he hid his family from the underworld? The child popped into his mind and he couldn't deny that the kid looked just like the yakuza. Everything was screaming at him to run far away but his heart kept telling him that he was thinking too much on it.

At Club Sion, Asami tried to calm down but it wasn't working. He received a call from someone he never thought to hear from again. He closed his eyes, picturing her like he did for many nights. She was always on his mind except this time. For a while he forgot about her and he saw someone else in his mind. Akihito was there now and something clicked between them. He had many lovers after her but no one made him forget except Akihito. He opened his eyes. Now, he was thinking about her. She said she had something important to tell him and show him. He didn't know what it was about. He was positive that it was over between them for good.

'It will never work.'

'We can never be together.'

'Only if you were different.'

'Stop making this difficult for us.'

'It is over between us.'

The door opened and he saw a woman about five feet four inches with long brown hair with green eyes walk in. He saw a little boy holding her hand. He looked at the child who golden eyes were staring at him. Everything froze. He stood up but he didn't know he was. He looked at Harumi and glared. She wouldn't have done it but she did. He felt his hands ball into fists. He knew right away the child was his. He closed his eyes as the door shut behind them. He spoke without opening his eyes, "This is why you came after all these years." He made sure he put more meaning behind his words.

Harumi stared at the man who was stole her heart. She went forward and sat down in front of the desk. Hiroki sat next to her, staring at Asami. She whispered, "Everything went to hell back then, didn't it? For both of us."

Asami took a seat and ignored her words. He stared at the child who was staring right back at him. He asked, "Why are you here? Why now?"

Harumi sighed, "I have no where to go. My father disowned me those years ago and now my husband kicked me out with Hiroki." Asami turned to her and she noticed how much older he looks with his eyes even though he was still young. She sighed, "I know I have no right to be here, but please at least take our son, Ryuu. Please let him have a place to stay."

Hiroki looked at the man and tilted his head. So, this man was his dad. He smiled when the man looked his way. He waved at the man. He heard so much about his dad. He knew his dad was strong. He knew his dad was smart too. Hiroki jumped from his seat and ran to his dad, hugging him as tightly as he could as he whispered, "Dad."

Asami stared down at the child and wrapped his arms around the kid. Hiroki giggled and smiled up at him. He felt his heart break even more. He hasn't be around this child for all his life but Hiroki didn't care. He glared at Harumi. He pushed down a button and ordered, "Kirishima, come in here." In seconds his loyal guard came in. Hiroki pulled back and he ordered again, "Kirishima, take Hiroki out of the office and watch him. His mother and I have something to discuss."

She nodded her head at her son who followed Kirishima out of the door. Once it was shut, she mumbled, "You didn't fight for me back then."

"So it is my fault that you ended the relationship." Asami hissed as he lit up a cigarette. He stared at her and couldn't get mad at her. The emotions he felt back then came rushing back. Now, he has a son with her that he never knew about. An image of Akihito appeared in his mind but he pushed it aside.

"Why didn't you fight? Why did you give up so easily? When did you give up on what you want?" Harumi asked as tears fell down her face. Asami glanced at her but turned his head. She knew he hated to see tears in her eyes. She looked down at her folded hands and mumbled, "I turned away from the best and tried to do everything on my own. When my father found out me being pregnant, he threw me out. I had no where to go except to a man who said he loved me. I thought it would be good since I could never go back to you. You forgot about me with others. You threw it away too."

Asami stood up in rage, slamming his hands against the desk as he growled, "I threw it away? I did? You were the one who couldn't stand by my side, Harumi! You wanted away from me and I gave you your damn wish!"

Akihito stood there and saw passion within golden eyes who were looking at the woman. He walked right in even though Suoh told him not to. He wanted to see the yakuza and question him. He glanced to see the woman from before. He heard what Asami said. Golden eyes glanced to him and stared shocked. He smiled, trying to hide his emotions. He spoke, "Sorry, didn't know you were busy with someone, Asami."

Harumi turned to see the boy who ran into her earlier. She glanced to Asami and asked, "Who is this, Ryuu?"

Akihito felt his heart break even more by the way she called out Asami's name. He could see the passion between the two. He didn't have that part of the yakuza. He never called the man by his first name and Asami never called him by his. He thought after all they been through that this meant more.

Asami spoke as he kept his eyes on Akihito, "Someone I know." He couldn't tell Harumi the truth. He didn't want to see her hurt again.

Akihito shook his head sadly as he felt the rest of his heart break. He was such a fool to dream of them having something special. He replied, "Yes, someone you knew." He walked out of the office, not glancing back. He saw a child run up and down the hall with Kirishima watching him. Asami had someone and he wasn't anything. It hurt so much he didn't know what to do. All he knew was he needed to get away. He didn't let any guard stop him and walked down the steps. Once he got outside, he felt rain start to fall. His day got worse. He walked in the rain without worrying about getting wet. He tried and nothing worked. He closed his eyes and whispered, "I love you."

Asami stared at the close door. He heard what Akihito said. Akihito said someone he knew. He closed his eyes. He couldn't think about the photographer right now. He had to make sure his son wasn't homeless and he couldn't leave Harumi on the streets either. He opened his eyes to see Harumi smiling sadly at him. He sat back down and spoke, "I have enough room in the penthouse for you and Hiroki to stay."

"It will only be until I can get on my feet." Harumi replied. She looked down at her hands and replied, "Hiroki knows who you are. I never lied to him. It will be good for you to bond with your son." She looked back and sighed, "I'm sorry for never telling you. I wish it was different between us. I wished it turned out different."

Asami ordered Kirishima to come back inside and told him to take Harumi to the penthouse with Hiroki. Hiroki hugged him again and ran after his mother. He rubbed the bridge of his nose. Now, he had a photographer to worry about. He leaned back in his seat. Harumi words came back to him.

'I wish it was different between us. I wished it turned out different.'

Did it mean she wanted something with him? Could he open up his heart again? He loved her those years ago. He truly did that he stepped back when she said she didn't want to be with him. It hurt so much when she did it but he granted her wish.

'Yes, someone you knew.'

Akihito's words came back to haunt him. He lit up another cigarette. He couldn't stop his feelings. Harumi was his first love and to be honest he still feels for her. They have a son together and it would be better if they were together to raise their son.

At a small apartment, Akihito went inside his home. He glanced to the couch to see one of Asami's suit jacket laying there. Asami left it when he made his nightly call. His heart was breaking more but he refused to cry. He grabbed the jacket and smelled it. It was Asami all the way around. He threw the jacket. He didn't want to be reminded what he didn't have. He didn't have the yakuza's heart. At one time, he thought he did, but that was all a lie. Why didn't he listen to his father when his father found out who he was seeing? No, he had to follow his damn heart that made him weak. He looked at the photos lying on a table. He tore them apart. This career got him into this mess and he hated it. He tossed the pieces onto the floor. Why did it have to hurt? He was preparing himself for this for a while now. That is why he never confessed his feelings. He knew the moment he gave in completely, he would be tossed aside. He felt tears fall and he mumbled, "It didn't take long for that to happen and here I wanted more of him." Yes, it was his stupid career that caught him into this mess. He picked up a camera and threw it at the wall to watch it break. If he never had the dream to capture people under the lens, he would have never met Asami. Then, he wouldn't feel this way. He would have been free.

Kou walked into the apartment quickly when he heard something hit the wall. Takato was right behind him. He grabbed a hold of Akihito when his friend was ready to throw another camera at the wall. He gave a worried glance toward Takato. He asked, "What is going on, Aki? You never harm your cameras. They are like your babies."

Akihito mumbled, feeling the energy leave him, "They caused this mess. They caused me to have a broken heart." He didn't care what he was revealing. He was tired of being second best. He was tired being nothing more than a good fuck. All this time, he really thought he meant something to the yakuza. The yakuza took bullets for him. Asami went to Hong Kong and faced FeiLong for him. Why didn't he gain the yakuza's heart?

"No girl is worth this, Aki. Screw her and move on. You have tons of girls after you." Kou spoke.

Akihito chuckled, "That would work if I was attracted to girls, Kou. No, I have to be attracted to men and only one man. Yet, he doesn't feel anything for me. I'm just a good time. I should have seen it coming." He pulled away from his friend and stared at his broken cameras. In the past, he would have been so upset that his cameras were broken, but he blamed them for this heart break.

"A MAN!" Kou screamed as he watched Akihito flop onto the couch. He and Takato quickly go over and sit down next to their friend.

Takato lit up a cigarette and made a guess, "The guy from New Year's?"

Akihito nodded his head and whispered, "His name is Asami Ryuuichi and he rules the underworld. He is a yakuza, one of the most powerful ones." He looked at his friends to see their worried glances. He spills everything. He told them how Asami and he met. He told them about Fei Long and everything about the man. He told them how Asami came for him. When he was done spilling all his secrets, he leaned back against the couch and whispered, "With all of that, I still fell in love with him."

Takato spoke, "Aki, this guy is not someone…"

"I know, Takato. I know. I know I shouldn't be in love with him." Akihito muttered. He knew that but it didn't stop him from falling. He knew the dangers being with a man like Asami but he didn't care. His heart was bare to the yakuza and it was crashed.

Kou spoke, "You should leave. Go to your parents. Stay the hell away from him. If he doesn't return your feelings, then tell him to fuck off. Leave the bastard and forget about him."

Akihito wanted to say he would never forget the man. He was burned with Asami in him all the time. He felt hollow right now. Maybe he did need to leave for a while. Maybe just maybe it will help him forget the pain he was in.

At the penthouse, Asami walked in to hear Hiroki laughing. He walked into the living room to see his son playing a video game. He thought about Akihito once again and shook his head. This was not the time to think about the photographer. He had to forget him and have a life with Harumi. He walked to the table to see it lined up with food. Harumi walked out from the kitchen with a smile on her face. He could have this life that he wanted with her from the start.

Outside the penthouse, Kirishima sighed. He glanced to Suoh who nodded his head. He dialed a number and it was answered, "Where is he?"

"He is inside his apartment. His friends came to see him." The guard answered.

Kirishima hung up and mumbled, "I wondered what Asami-sama will do."

Suoh spoke, "I do not think this is good. I have a bad feeling about the kid."

"So do I." Kirishima agreed.

Inside the penthouse, everyone was sitting at the dinner table. He saw Harumi was wearing a bright red dress. She looked good in it. He glanced to see his son munching down the food. He asked, "How old are you?"

Hiroki stopped eating and happily replied, "I'm eight. I'm a big boy now."

Asami smiled and remarked, "So you are." He missed eight years of his son's life. He will make up for it. Of course, it wasn't his fault but he still felt it was. He turned his attention to Harumi who was picking at her food. He sighed, "You are not one to be quiet."

"You have not changed, Ryuu. Though you do seem older than what you really are." Harumi remarked as she looked at him. It was in his eyes that gave his wisdom away.

"I had no choice." Asami commented, trying not to reveal the reality of who he is.

"You did have a choice, you just choose this path." Harumi said.

Asami stared straight into green eyes. The same fight but a different time. He sighed, "No, I didn't choose this. Either way I would have been trapped in this world. One I would be bowing to others and another me being at the top. I choose that part but I did not choose getting into this world. You know that Harumi." He remembered the last fight they had.

It was a bright night with the moon full. He sat there with Harumi leaning against him. He wrapped his arm around her and sighed, 'You have been quiet all night.'

Harumi whispered, 'Leave that world.'

'You know I can't.' Asami replied. He looked at her to see her green eyes were showing sadness. He stood up and looked over the grounds as he mumbled, 'I was born into the underworld. I will one day raise to the top. I can't leave it.'

'You can if you wanted to.' Harumi argued, 'You just don't want to. What about me? What will happen then? My father will never approve of us because you are in the underworld.'

'Harumi, I'm sorry but it isn't that easy to leave the underworld.' Asami commented. Harumi stood in front of him and slapped him.

'We can't be together then. I will not stand by your side wondering if you will come home alive.' Harumi spoke, 'Say something, Ryuu. Leave that world behind and stay with me.'

'If you want to leave, I will not stop you.' Asami retorted. He knew this fight continued. She would bring it up every time they were together. Harumi gave him a sad look before she walked away.

He was shaken out of his thoughts by Hiroki's hand on his arm. Asami glanced down and asked, "Yes?"

"What world are you and mom talking about?" Hiroki asked. He was curious. He wanted to know everything about his father. He wanted to be strong like his father.

Ruffling the boy's black hair, Asami answered, "When you are older, I will tell you."

"You will not." Harumi remarked as she stood up. She gave one look to Asami and walked to the kitchen. When Asami came in, she asked, "You still won't leave the underworld, will you?"

"Leaving the underworld means death. Only death can take you out of it." Asami answered. He walked behind her and wrapped his arms around her small waist. An image of Akihito popped into his mind and he shook his head.

Turning around to face the man, Harumi sighed sadly, "Only if you were different." She pulled away from the warmth and walked out of the kitchen. She had to get her son into bed.

Asami leaned against the wall, thinking about everything. Akihito was never this way. Akihito never told him to leave the underworld. Why was he thinking about the photographer?

On a train, heading toward his parents, Akihito leaned against the seat. He didn't think the guard would fall for his trap. Kou and Takato told him that he was in trouble inside the apartment while he climbed out the window down a floor below and left through another apartment. He closed his eyes, picturing the way Asami looked at the woman. He snapped his eyes open. He didn't want to remember that. He needed to be away. This was the best. He could tell his parents to lie if Asami ever came around which he doubted. He gripped his carry bag. He would start a new life away from the yakuza. He would stand up strong like he always has. He would never let this break him and he wasn't about to start now.

At the penthouse, Asami spoke out loud, "I'm leaving for a while." He wasn't sure what he was doing but something told him to go. Harumi didn't reply and he left. He spoke, "Suoh come with me. Kirishima watch over Harumi and Hiroki." His guards nodded their heads and he left. He got into the limo with Suoh driving. He had to see someone and needed to do it now. It took only ten minutes to get there and he got out seeing one of his guards looking around. He rubbed the bridge of his nose and asked, "Did you lose him?"

Kou leaned against the wall, smiling while the guard was looking for his friend. He turned to see the guy who showed up at New Year's and spoke, "He left your ass. He isn't here and he should be far away now for you to look for him."

Asami froze in his step. Akihito left him. It felt like history was repeating itself. Only this, he caused this. He knew that.

'Yes, someone you knew.'

He closed his eyes and cussed himself. He should have spoke up but he didn't want to hurt Harumi. Everything was happening so fast. What should he do? Who was the person made to be by his side? Harumi hated the world he lived in while Akihito never complained about it. The only thing Akihito ever complained about was taking his film. He passed Akihito's friend and went to the apartment. He walked in to see another of Akihito's friend leaning against the wall. He saw a couple of cameras broken into pieces and photos torn apart. He stared shocked at the mess.

Takato spoke, "He was destroying them when we got here." He pushed away from the wall and whispered, "He should have left you a long time ago. All you do is bring him pain and harm."

Asami ignored everything around him as he closed his eyes. His lover was gone again. Who would have thought he let someone else in his heart? He still had no idea who he should be with. He turned and left the apartment without saying a word. He had to make up his mind, his past or his present.