Disclaimer: I do not own Viewfinder and make no profit from the story.

Warnings: Smex, MPREG

Pairings: Asami/Akihito

Summary: Akihito took a drug when younger and it affects his body now. Akihito must make a decision that could change everything he knows. What decision will he make and what will Asami do with the decision?

Notes: Wow, I'm so amazed on how well this story is being liked. Thank you everyone. It does not only help me write but brightens up my day to read the reviews. Here is the next chapter and please keep the reviews coming.

Akihito was shocked. He felt fear grip him. He couldn't deal with another kidnap. He had a child to protect. Ai took a step in front of him. Her blue eyes were glaring with deep hatred. Shin noticed the shift and stood in front of them. He repeated the name, "Fei Long."

"It is so surprising to see you once again, Takaba." Fei Long replied.

Yaza responded as he walked to them, "That is no longer kitten's name. Soon it will be marked to be something else, Fei Long."

Akihito looked at Yaza. The playful person he saw last night was gone. The tone was colder. In seconds, Yoh, who he didn't realize was there was in front of Fei Long. He felt so nervous. People were walking around them, mumbling about them being in the way. His heart was racing in fear. He didn't want to see harm again. He didn't want to leave Asami's side. He didn't want to lose his child.

Yaza hissed coldly, "Have you forgotten who your master is, Yoh?"

Akihito grabbed a hold of Yaza's arm. He felt it shaking. Those green eyes glanced at him for a second. Ai grabbed him. She was stronger than he realized. He pleaded, "Leave me alone." He was getting light headed. He felt his stomach turn harshly.

Ai spoke firmly, "Akihito, come along."

"They have to leave! They have to!" Akihito screamed, drawing in stares. He felt the tears. He couldn't take it again.

Yaza wrapped its arm around him, sighing, "Come now, Akihito-sama, I'll ensure you are safe." It turned as it hissed, "Yoh, you should learn your place and know who you bow down to."

Akihito let it direct him where to go. Shin was following closer than before. Ai was giving him worried glances. When they got back in the penthouse, he ran to the bathroom. He got the toilet seat up and started to throw up everything he ate. Why was Fei Long around? Why couldn't Fei Long leave him alone? He couldn't stand a repeat. It was hell the first time. It should be over. It should have been done back there. He felt someone rubbing his back, whispering to him, but he didn't hear their words. After he was done, he brushed his teeth. He knew someone was close, but he didn't know who. He walked out and curled up on the couch.

Yaza kept its eyes open as it watched the kitten curl on the couch. Ai was sitting down on the chair, trying to speak to the boy. It saw the fear in the hazel eyes. The door opened and slammed shut when the knife flew out of its hand. Ryio entered, glaring.

Ryio asked in a growl, "What the hell was that Yaza?"

Yaza stared, stunned as it replied, "It flew out of my hand." Ryio stepped over, pulling it closer. Ryio blinked his blue eyes.

Ryio whispered, "Are you okay?"

"Yes. Why wouldn't I be?"

"You are shaking."

"Am I?"

"Yes."

"I didn't realize." Yaza replied as it walked away from its master. It knelt in front of Akihito. Brushing the brown hair out of the face, it offered, "I could call Asami-sama."

Shin spoke from his standing post, "I have already. He is driving back here."

Ai turned to Ryio, ordering, "Handle the business."

Ryio nodded his head and left. Yaza felt its temper soar through the roof. It never thought to see Yoh guarding someone else on no order from their master. It stood up, leaning against the wall. There was no sense talking to the kitten until master came.

Asami entered the penthouse. His rage was soaring. Fei Long should learn his place. He saw his mother's worry. Akihito was on the couch, curled up. Yaza was leaning against the wall, unfocused. He ordered, "Everyone leave." Yaza bowed its head and left. Shin walked out. His mother nodded her head as she went to the kitchen. He sat down on the couch, pulling his lover to him. Akihito gripped his suit jacket, but made no sound. He spoke, "You are stronger than this."

Akihito finally spoke, "I got scared, seeing him. I relived every moment with him and then the Russians. I thought I was going to be sold. I thought I wouldn't see you again. I thought I would lose our child. I don't…"

Asami heard the fear and sealed the lips. Akihito gripped him tighter. He wrapped his arms around the thin waist. When he broke the kiss, the hazel eyes were brightened. He stated, "He will never win. Not against us."

Akihito leaned his head against him, sighing, "I'm sorry. I'm not usually this weak."

"You are never weak. If you were, you would never be suited to be by my side." Asami remarked. Akihito looked at him, nodding his head. He asked, "How do you feel? I heard you got sick."

"Starving now." Akihito admitted.

Asami chuckled when Akihito's stomach decided it was time to growl. He stood up, ensuring Akihito was fine. His mother came out with a soup she used to make for upset stomachs. He watched as Akihito started to eat. He pulled his mother to the side, whispering, "What did Fei Long want?"

Ai stared at his lover as she responded, "He never said anything. Akihito was having a melt down seeing him. Yoh was there."

"So that is what got it upset." Asami remarked. Ai nodded her head. He rubbed his head, sighing, "Keep an eye open. I have to return."

Akihito asked like nothing happened, "Can we go out to get some stuff now, Ai-san?"

"Mom now, dear." Ai remarked.

Asami watched as Akihito smiled, but the eyes were sad. He wanted to do some harm to the Takabas for the pain they were giving their son. He nodded his head and left. He made sure Shin knew to keep his eyes open and to be prepared to protect his mother and lover with everything.

Ryio sat in a meeting to hear a lot of excuses. His eyes narrowed, showing the man his patience was running thin. He was promised it would be handled and his brother would be alerted to the problem solved. He dismissed the man as he leaned back in the chair. The door opened and it walked inside. He heard the latch and raised an eyebrow at it.

Yaza dropped its clothes to the pile of its feet, whispering in longing, "Master Ryio, clear my mind from everything."

Ryio stared, shocked to see Yaza bare to him. He growled as he stood up, "Put your damn clothes on. I do not have time for your games." Yaza walked to him, wrapping its arms around him. The warm body next to him was affecting him. He hissed, "Yaza."

Yaza whispered, "Please, Master Ryio. Please take me as yours. I need to forget."

Ryio was shocked. He has never heard its voice pleading so bad. He could not stop his hands running up the back. He felt deep scars along them. He asked, "Who did this?"

"No, Master Ryio. I want to forget. Forget all my failures." Yaza muttered.

Ryio grabbed the hair, pulling the face away from his chest. Its eyes lit up in passion. He groaned to stare at its beauty. He laughed, "So you are a guy."

"I can be whatever Master Ryio wants." Yaza purred as it started to slide the suit jacket off Ryio's shoulders.

"Working parts are hard to come by, Yaza. You have a dick." Ryio chuckled.

Yaza whispered, "Is it a problem?"

Ryio thought about it. He has never been with a man. It was always women. Yaza slowly slid its hands up his chest, slowly unbuttoning his shirt and loosening his tie. He grabbed the hair, snapping its head back. Yaza purred. He spoke, "If it was another, maybe. Who knows why you don't bother me."

"Master Ryio, please." Yaza groaned.

Ryio took off the guns and set it down on the desk. Yaza was back into taking off his shirt. The sharp nails ran across his chest. He pushed Yaza to the couch, kissing it with fever. It was squirming under him. He bit at the lips, gaining a deep purr. He pulled back, growling, "You will never control me."

"Do not want control over Master. Want Master to mark me." Yaza groaned as he slid his hand down between their bodies and grabbed the hard cock. It snapped its head, groaning loudly, "Master!"

Ryio bit at the neck, gaining some screams from it. Oh god, it was turning him on like never before. His shirt was sliding off his body as nails started to mark him. It was dangerous. The eyes were bright in coldness. He went down on it and the voice screamed loudly. He did not care who heard. He did not care what others would say. Hips pushed up and he pressed them down onto the couch as he nip at the hard cock.

Yaza hissed, "Oh master! Yes! Please! More! So hot!"

Ryio pulled up, gaining a growl. He smirked down at it. It looked back, annoyed. He dropped his pants after pulling the belt out. He used the belt to tie its wrists together. The green eyes were darker. Was it lust? Was it coldness? He could not tell with it. He pressed his cock to the closed lips. He ordered in a growl, "Wet me up." Yaza purred as it took him in the mouth. He groaned deeply as it sucked and licked him. He pulled back as Yaza licked its lip. Damn, he felt the heat in his body. He pushed the legs up, staring.

Yaza growled, "Master, please."

Ryio thrust inside, kissing it. The teeth slowly, bit him. He kept kissing Yaza. Hands ran across the scared body, marking it with his touch.

When the kiss broke, Yaza screamed, "MASTER! YES! GHHH! HARDER! HARDER!"

Asami walked down the hall, seeing people glance at him in concern. He glared as he went to his brother's office. Kirishima was standing there without moving an inch. He asked, "Why are you standing there?"

"MASTER RYIO! MORE!"

Asami looked at the door as Kirishima shifted uncomfortable. He ordered, "When they are done, tell them to report to my office." He smirked as his guard looked even more alarmed. Ryio finally claimed it. He walked down the hall, hearing the women talk.

"Is Yaza a woman?"

"Why would Ryio-sama have sex with it?"

"I have been trying with Ryio-sama for months."

Asami glared at the women, who quickly went back to work. He smirked at the fools. He knew it was going to happen. Hopefully, he does not find an injury on his brother from it. He went inside his office, looking over his shipments. A couple has been found by the police. It would be taken care soon enough. He held too much power for them to go after him. He got himself busy looking over the Takabas. He noticed they were wiping out the Takaba name to their son. Everything Akihito could do before, he couldn't now. He leaned back, lighting up a cigarette. He smirked as he realized he could destroy the Takabas easily with his power. He noticed Akihito's father owned a photographing business. His mother owned a small flower shop. He spoke to the empty room, "No one hurts him." There was a knock at the door and he spoke, "Come in." Yaza and Ryio walked in. Ryio tried to hide some hurt, but he noticed it. He asked, "What did you do to him, Yaza?"

Ryio answered as it smirked, "My injure from Nao pulled. It is nothing."

"Is it out of your system?" Asami questioned. Yaza tilted its head, smirking. Ryio remained silent. He spoke calmly, "Yaza, I am having Fei Long come here. I need you sharp."

Yaza hissed, "I want to slice pretty dragon's neck."

"Focus today." Asami ordered. It nodded its head as it flopped to the couch, playing with a knife. Ryio made himself comfortable on the other couch. The door opened and Kirishima showed in Fei Long and Yoh. He watched Yaza who glared coldly, but kept silent. Fei Long stared at him coldly. He spoke, "You will stay away from Akihito."

"Oh, how will you stop me?" Fei Long hissed.

In two seconds, Yoh was standing behind Fei Long with a knife in his hand. Asami chuckled darkly, "Yaza that was not nice."

Fei Long turned his head, asking, "Who the hell are you?"

Yaza answered deadly, "One who has no problem of slicing your throat in your sleep, pretty dragon."

It stood up, walking to Yoh as he watched to see what it would do. Yaza pulled the knife, slicing Yoh's hand. Asami gave credit for Yoh to not flinch or hiss. As Yaza licked the knife, he stated with death in the air, "You will back off, Fei Long or I will crush you."

"Like you can." Fei Long growled with the hands curled into fists.

Ryio lit up a cigarette, remarking, "You have no clue how powerful the Asami name is and I back my brother with everything."

Yaza hissed, "Yoh should not be guarding you, pretty dragon." When Yoh opened his mouth, it growled, "You should know your master, brother."