THANK YOU everyone who reviewed….and spotted my SHOCKING spelling mistake (sooo embarrassed), I will try harder with this chapter for less spelling and gramma mistakes….DAMN YOU MICROSOFT WORD FOR NOT PICKING IT UP!
Still don't own Viewfinder but I'm working on it :P
Chapter 2 Obsessed
It had been 5 years since the party, 5 years since Asami last spoke to his father and, probably the most painful, 5 long years without Akihito. For the first time since they had met, Asami couldn't catch Akihito, and it tore him up inside. The boy had completely disappeared. Asami had interrogated his friends, played the worried boss to his mother in hope of getting any information, yet he got nothing. He basically turned the whole of Tokyo upside-down in order to find Akihito; he even got in contact with his sources outside of Tokyo in a hope someone knew something, yet there was nothing.
The only information Asami had was a young man fitting Akihito's description was seen purchasing 3 plane tickets to different places at Tokyo Narita International Airport, all under different names to different places. Asami couldn't help but fell a bit proud of the boy, but that pride quickly disappeared as the hours turned into days with no word of the boy, and as those days turned into weeks, Asami anger slowly grew and, by the end on the first year, Asami had lost all his patience, his moods were like quicksilver, turning from emotionless to pure anger in a second, and he had become very, very trigger happy.
Soon, only his most trusted guards could come anywhere near him with the knowledge that they wouldn't get their heads bitten or blown off. Akihito had become a taboo subject, nobody dared talking about the boy, even mentioning the boys name while in hearing distance had caused a number of 'accidents' for employees. Asami was unstable and everyone knew it, but nobody did anything.
Why?
Because the Yakuza was at the top, more money was coming in and trade-routes were making more money than they ever had. If a rival gangs dared poke their heads out from their hiding spots, Asami was more than happy to just blow it off without a second thought. Nobody dared cross Asami.
Asami sat at his desk, flipping through one of the many reports that covered his desk. The one he was currently reading was about the Russian's trying to make a deal to get involved in one of Asami's trade routes to America. He sighed as he put the folder down and ran his hand through his hair, he seemed to stare off into space, which had become a regular thing since Akihito had disappeared. His life had no excitement, nothing seemed to make him feel alive, not like Akihito did, or had done.
His eyes squinted as the memories of the boy came flooding in, ones he tried so hard to forget. The boy laying under him, screaming in pleasure, his face when he got angry and, one of his fondest memories, when Akihito had finally accepted his fate and moved in with him. Asami couldn't help but smile, but it still hurt. He opened up one of the desk's draws and pulled out a plain white folder with the name 'TABAKA, AKIHITO' written in bold black letters on the tab. He sighed as he toyed with the idea of looking inside, the folder contained photos, documents and all the information he had collected over the 2 years they had been together…before the boy ran.
Asami scowled as he opened the folder. 'Why not torture myself, I'm in the mood anyway.' He thought as he pulled out a paper.
The paper he pulled out was a document dated back to the start of their relationship, or, to be more precise, when Asami wanted to know every detail of the boy's day to make sure the boy wasn't doing anything stupid. He pulled out another paper, which was a picture of the boy. He was smiling with his friends who had been cut out of the photo. Asami felt his anger rise as he stared at the grinning face, taunting him.
He shoved it back into the folder, creasing the pages and dropped it back in the drawer and slamming it shut. He leaned back in his chair and reached into his jacket for its cigarette packet till he realised he had quite smoking cigarettes, turning into a 2-pack-a-day smoker after Akihito left, he changed to cigars because they lasted longer. He reached into his cigar case and pulled one out, clipping the ends off, pulled our his lighter and took a deep breath in, letting the toxic fumes do damage to his already destroyed lungs.
He was beginning to relax when his mobile began to ring. He reached for it, pressed the green button, took one last deep breath of his cigar and brought the phone up to his ear.
"Asami."
"Sir, we have some information about Akihito Takaba."
Asami swore his heart just stopped. Even though Akihito had disappeared, Asami made sure that if the boy ever got in contact with his friends or family, he would know about it. Phone taps, computer hacking, going through their mail, he even had men watching their houses almost 24/7, but Akihito had been smart, if he had gotten in contact with his friends and family, he did it under a false name. There was no trace… till now.
"What is he doing?" Asami felt his blood boil at the thought of the boy finally showing his head after 5 years.
"We have him talking to his mother, we are recording it so you can listen to it sir."
"I want it as soon as they've finished, do you understand."
"Yes sir."
An hour later
Asami heard a knock on his door. He was only half way through his cigar and his nerves were on edge over the fact that he finally had found his boy, and the boy was going to pay for those 5 years he had spent on the run.
"Come in!"
One of his subordinates came in, he looked extremely nervus but Asami didn't care, his eyes were glued to the disk the man had in his hand. He man walked forward and handed it to Asami, who snatched it from his hands.
"Leave!"
The man couldn't have gotten out of there faster. Asami waited till the door was closed, then he lifted the lid of his laptop. He waited for it to load, taking a puff from his cigar. Once ti was running, he opened the disk-drive, put the disk inside and waited for it to play
He almost died when he heard Akihito's voice.
(Ok, for anyone who may get confused, this is the writing I'm using for the convocation between Akihito and his mum on the recording.)
'Mum, is that you?'
'Akihito, oh my god, where have you been, I've been so worried. You never told me where you were in your letters.'
'Hmm, so the boy did send letters.' Asami thought as he listened, taking another puff of his cigar.
'You don't need to worry mum, actually I've got some news, I'm coming home.'
'But, what happened with Chika, you said she was sick. Is she ok?"
"….No mum….she's not ok…..she…didn't make it…."
"Oh honey…I'm so sorry."
Asami paused the tape, his mind whirling about who this Chika was. But whoever she was, she was important to Akihito and, now, gone from this world. He sat back for a while, thinking about who this woman could have been to his Akihito, He came up with no ideas so he continued with the tape, maybe they would tell him.
"It's alright mum, but I really need you right now, I don't think I can deal with this on my own."
"Of course honey, I'll make up the spare bedroom and get everything you might need. *ha* That money you left me, most of its still in the bank."
*sniff*
"Akihito?"
"Oh god mum, what am I going to do…?"
"You're going to be alright Akihito, I'm going to help you, I will always be here, and you know that."
"…..*sob*…..do you think I will be a good dad?"
Asami froze, his eyes widened at what he had just heard. 'When the fuck did Akihito become a father?' Then it clicked, Asami paused the recording and grabbed his phone, tapping in Kirishima's number.
"Yes."
"I want you to find out anything you can about a Takaba, Chika, she is recently deceased. She was married to Akihito."
He hung up the phone before Kirishima could answer. He took another puff from his cigar, which was beginning to run out, and pressed play. There was no more talking for the remainder of the recording, just Akihito crying as his mother tried her hardest to console him.
"*sniff*…I'll be at Tokyo Narita International Airport, the plane leaves around 8am so I should be there around 10, next Monday."
"Ok honey, I'll see you then, I love you."
"I love you too mum, bye."
The computer clicked as an indication that the recording had ended. Asami stubbed out what was left of his cigar just as the phone rang.
"What did you find out?"
"You're not going to believe this Asami-sama."
TBC
MWHAHAHA….leave it on a kinda cliff hanger….not a very good one but a cliff hanger non-the-less. You're all wondering what Kirishima has to say…..well, I'm gonna work that out…. So, enjoy and review….MWHAHAHA!
