A/N: So first of all, I want to apologize for my very long and delayed update. A close friend of mine passed away and I haven't felt the desire to write in a long, long time. However, that being said I am happy to say that I have decided to return to this piece and see it through. Standard notes: I do not own You're My Loveprize in Viewfinder (that amazing author would be Yamane Ayano) nor do I profit from this in any way. Second! This is set after a few years of Asami and Akihito being together. Also, some warnings: this is yaoi (boyxboy), also there will be violence, torture, cursing, and probably lemon..for those of you still reading: enjoy! Please review at the end as it makes my day!

Asami and his two best men, Kirishima and Suoh, walked solemnly down the hallway to his office. It'd been less than an hour since the mall shooting and Asami was furious. While at the mall, Kirishima had sprung into action and gotten copies of all of the security footage, however, that was all that they'd gotten.

Opening the door for his boss, Kirishima went in immediately after and brought up the footage on a tv screen across from Asami. Asami wasn't paying attention though as he had found a folder on his desk that hadn't been there when he'd left. He had just opened the folder but looked up as shots rang out on the screen. Asami watched the scene play out in front of him and clenched his fists in anger when the footage showed his men being gunned down and Akihito's kidnapping. One truth rang across Asami's mind as the footage came to a close: Whoever did this would pay...with their life.

Asami pulled himself from his thoughts to look again at the folder in front of him. Inside was a single page with two things printed on it; the first, a web address, and the second, "Retaliation."

Quickly opening his laptop and loading the page, Asami's heart beat wildly as a live-feed of a bound and unconscious Akihito filled his screen. Mockingly, in the corner was a timer of how long the boy had been kidnapped. It read 1 hour, 23 minutes.

As Asami watched he saw a flick of movement in his boy's finger-tips.

He's waking up.

Akihito's eyes began to open and look worriedly around the room, scanning for a way to escape.

Be strong, Akihito. I'm coming.

"Kirishima. Find where this feed is coming from."

"Yes, Asami-sama."

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Akihito slowly came to awareness and winced at the throbbing in his head. He felt cold and stiff, his arms clearly restrained above him to something in the ceiling and his bare feet not quite touching the ground.

At this rate my shoulders will dislocate…Akihito thought bitterly.

I wonder how long it will take Asami to find me here…wherever here is.

Despite the flash of pain, Akihito slowly began to open his eyes and examine the room he was in.

The first thing he noticed was that the room was entirely white, like a hospital room only far more ominous. Next, he realized he was in fact hanging from the ceiling with chains and manacles around his wrists. His feet were given similar treatment to the floor. The room had two small windows high up on the walls so that Akihito could see only the sky from them and there was a metal table to his right. Straight in from of Akihito was a white door with a small, barred over window towards the top, and, above it, a small camera pointed at Akihito.

Akihito's attention turned once more to the doorway as footsteps drew his attention from the rest of the room. The steps grew louder and louder till at last they stopped outside of his door way. He held his breath as the door slowly creaked open….

"Good evening Takaba-san. It's so lovely to finally see you awake."

Akihito's eyes narrowed as he recognized the man from the mall as the leader of the little group.

"What do you want? Why the hell am I here, you bastard?!" He screamed angrily in the other's face.

"Now, now, don't be rude. I'm only following orders after all."

"And who's orders are those? Why did you kidnap me?"

"I represent a certain person…one who had unfortunate run-ins with your beloved Asami-san. I was simply hired to..retaliate, if you will. A sort of punishment for Asami-san to put him in his place."

"Ha. And you think by hurting me that'll get to Asami? Pathetic."

"Oh Takaba-san, I don't just think, I know."

Panic began to flood Akihito and his mask began to fall as he noticed for the first time that the stranger had brought a case with him into the room. The man placed the case on the previously empty table and opened it up to pull out strange metal equipment. Akihito immediately recognized knives and scissors, along with scalpels and needles. The rest he only began to dread what they might be used for.

Oh god..Asami, if ever there was a time for you dumb-ass goons to burst in on me, now would be it..please, please hurry…

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Asami watched the time at the bottom of the screen as it changed to 2 hours, 7 minutes.

The man on the screen was unpacking torture equipment to be used on his Akihito and both Suoh and Kirishima were no closer to locating his boy than they had been almost an hour ago. The men had called in Asami's favors to get the best at technology at their disposal but somehow, it seemed, the kidnappers were still untraceable.

Asami's eyes flicked to his men as he spoke:

"Kirishima, status report."

"I apologize Asami-sama. We still have nothing. The information is being routed through many locations and we have been unable to find the source."

Asami remained silent as his jaw clenched in silent fury.

A scream from his computer had his eyes flicking back quickly to the screen.

So it begins.