Disclaimer: I do not own Viewfinder, Yamane-sensei does.
Warnings: Angst.
Pairings: Asami/Akihito
Chapters: 9/?
Summary: Sequel to Past. After the confession, everything seems fine. Asami and Akihito know they are trap into each other. What happens when a force comes to take them on? Will they be strong enough to stay together?
Notes: Thanks for the comments/reviews on the story. Hope you like this chapter. Please tell me what you think.
Chapter Nine:
In the limo, heading to Akihito's friend's place, Asami sat there, thinking. Everyone told him to move on and be happy. They said he feared letting another family in. Was it true? He never feared anything in his life. The challenges he faced, he faced without showing fear. He wondered what was wrong with his lover. He had to go there and find out. He was tired of playing games with the young man. Akihito was part of his life now and that wasn't going to change. He glanced down at the file on his lap. The photo of the baby girl was on top of the file. He flipped through them and felt his heart tug. She lost both of her parents in a car accident. She was left alone in the world just like he was. While growing up at the orphanage, no one bothered to take time to know him. He was always pushed aside when people came to adopt. They didn't want him. That is when he swore to raise in power. He would be something that everyone wished for. Since he met his father, he rose up in power and wealth.
At Kou's, Akihito putted his head in his hands. He was breaking down when he should have fun. It hurt too much. He couldn't stop thinking about the child in his arms. He wanted that feeling and he wanted it to be with Asami. He knew they would make wonderful parents even what they have gone through. He felt his friends corner him and he couldn't even look at them. His heart was falling apart and he didn't know how to piece it together. Kou and Takato were talking to him but he continued to sob. He wanted a family. He wanted it so badly that it hurt. All his life he dreamt of having a family of his own with the person he loved. The person he loves is the most powerful man in Japan. Still, Asami's past wouldn't let him accept the idea of having a child. There was a knock at the door and through teary eyes he watched Kou answer it.
Kou opened the door and stared shock at the man in front of his door. He didn't think his friend's lover knew where he lived. Without saying a word, he watched the man walk into the place like he owed it. He was frightened by the man's presence. He knew from what Akihito said that this man was dangerous and he could tell why.
Akihito lifted his head to see golden eyes staring back at him. He tried to wipe his eyes to clear the tears, but they kept falling back down. He couldn't hold back his sobbing. Why did it have to be so hard? Weren't they through enough already? When he watched Asami walk toward him, he broke down and sobbed loudly. He couldn't say a word. He couldn't even look into those eyes that he always got lost into.
Asami glanced to Suoh and asked, "How much did he have to drink?" He could tell his lover was drunk and upset. He walked over and pulled the young man up from the couch. As Akihito leaned against him, he waited for his guard to answer him. He knew Akihito was feeling upset because he refused to adopt a child. Was there any other way to make his lover happy? He wanted to see a smile not those tears. The only time he enjoyed to see tears in Akihito's eyes are when they made love.
Akihito wrapped his arms around Asami's waist, needing to feel the warmth. He knew the older man wouldn't return the embrace. They were in front of others and Asami always held his emotions in check. He heard Takato and Kou say his name but he ignored them. It wasn't their problem. It was his.
Suoh answered, "I believe six but he was downing them pretty fast."
Asami didn't say a word. He knew his lover was too upset to do anything but sob. It broke his heart to see the other like this. He knelt down, lifting Akihito's legs. He carried him out of the door. He ignored the worried glances from Akihito's friends. This was between him and Akihito. It was no one else's business. He felt Akihito lean his head against his shoulder. He heard the young man sob even more. When he got to the limo, Kirishima opened the door for them. He slid in, keeping his lover close to his body. He ran his fingers through brown locks as the other cried. He hated the sound. He felt helpless when he couldn't stop it. He glanced to seat to see the file sitting there. He sighed. The little girl pulled at his heart just like Akihito did. He didn't know what to do.
Akihito wondered what the older man thought about him. He was wreck, sobbing against the other. He couldn't even make out words. All because he held a baby in his arms and couldn't have one himself. He couldn't forget what it felt like. He couldn't get the thought of what he felt while holding the child. He was meant to be strong. He had to. Still, he was leaning against the yakuza sobbing his heart out. He glanced up to see those golden eyes stare down at him. Like always, he couldn't read them. They were like ice.
Asami stared into those teary hazel eyes. They should only look like that when he makes love to the other man. He leaned down, taking those lips into a hard kiss. He could taste the salty tears, but ignored it. Those lips move against his and he dratted his tongue inside that wet mouth. He would give up his life to make the boy happy. It was truly the same with Hako. He tangled his fingers into soft brown hair. He wanted more of this boy. He wanted to make Akihito happy. He had all the money and power in his hands but he couldn't make the one person that meant the world to him happy. As he pulled away from the kiss, he glanced to the file again and heard the small whimpers coming from Akihito.
Akihito curled closer to the older man, laying his head against the strong shoulder. He stopped crying but he didn't feel like doing anything. He just wanted to stay in Asami's arms forever. They kept him safe. The limo stopped and he was lifted again, carried inside. When they got into the penthouse, he was laid onto the bed. He stared at the yakuza, trying to figure him out. He never knew the man to fear anything. So, why was he afraid to have a family? Asami sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the wall. He didn't want to bother the other man. It looked like Asami was thinking hard about something. He moved closer and sighed sadly, "Why?"
Asami knew what the other was asking. He told his reasons. He didn't want to find another family dead. His world was dangerous and enemies would attack what he cared for. It wouldn't bring him down. It didn't in the past. He rose back up and made them pay dearly. He couldn't do it again. He didn't want to come home to find his family dead. It hurt too much the first time. He didn't want to feel that pain again. It was the reason he closed off in the past. He showed no one his feelings and when he took lovers on, he would toss them aside before anything could happen between them. Akihito was different. He couldn't throw the boy away after the first time. There was that light and fire within the boy that made him keep going back to him. He turned his head to look at his lover. Akihito's eyes were puffy and red from crying. He ran his hand over brown locks, pushing it out of Akihito's face.
Akihito got no answer and he laid his head on Asami's lap. He stared up into those cold golden eyes. He tried to read them again. He ran his hand over the tan face. This was his lover. Asami was cold and dangerous. He moved and sat on Asami's lap. He leaned forward, kissing those lips. Those taunting lips moved against him, making him moan. When a tongue dratted in to fight his, he groaned in bliss feeling the room heat up. As he was laid on the bed, the older man leaned over him without breaking the kiss. He tangled his hands into soft black hair. This is where his heart laid. He never wanted to be gone from this man. The kiss was broken to let them breathe. He stared into those golden eyes. He loved how they shined.
Asami knew what his lover wanted. It was in those hazel eyes. He leaned down, kissing down the jaw to the neck. Sucking in the fresh, he listened to the beautiful sound Akihito made. He was lost in this one boy. He bit down to gain a loud whimper. Akihito was his and he would do anything to make the other happy. He licked at the spot he bit, making the other man arch up and moan. He tore the shirt of Akihito. He ran his hands down the chest to stomach, feeling the muscles twist by his touch. He leaned back down, taking those part lips into a heated kiss again. He felt hands try to take off his shirt. He helped his boy unbutton his shirt. As the kiss was broken again, he felt those hands slide his shirt off. He wanted to make his lover happy. He wanted to see those eyes light up in happiness.
Akihito ran his hands up the strong toned chest. He loved feeling the older man. His hands were taking and pinned to the bed. He squirmed under the older man as he whimpered, "Ryuuichi." Before he knew, his hands were cuffed to the bed. He moved again and groaned, "Ryuuichi." It was the only word he could say. He felt lips slide down his shoulder to his chest. As one of his nipples were taken into the wet warm mouth, he arched his back, moaning.
Asami wanted to drive his lover to madness. He wanted that voice to beg for him. He ran his hand over the budge in front of Akihito's pants. He kept his golden eyes on those hazel eyes. They were glazing over with lust. He rubbed hard to get the other man to push his hips up. He bit down on the nipple to gain a loud scream. He twisted his tongue around the abused nipple as his fingers pinched the over nipple.
Akihito tried to pull at his hands, but the cuffs kept biting into his skin. He whimpered, panted, moaned, and groaned. His lover was driving a fierce fire into his veins. His pants were removed with his boxers. He lay bare to his lover. Those golden eyes were looking at him with desire and lust in them. Strong hands run down his body, gently. He didn't understand how hands strong enough to end someone's life could be so gentle with him. He shook his head back and forth, feeling sweat roll down his face. As fingers pinched his nipples, he groaned, "Ryuu… Ryuuichi."
Asami moved Akihito's head straight and stared down at those closed eyes. He ordered, "Open your eyes, Akihito." Hazel eyes popped open, showing all the lust and love they held. He kissed those lips again. He would give everything to this one boy. He would give up his own soul to make the other happy. He broke the kiss, moving his lips down Akihito's body. Kissing and biting down Akihito's chest, he loved the way that voice would raise in volume as he made love to the other. He glanced up to see tears in those eyes. The pleasure was too much for the other. That was the only time he wanted to see tears in Akihito's eyes.
Akihito felt lips move across his thighs, teasing him. When he felt teeth bit him, he squirmed and yelled, "Ryuuichi!" He wanted attention on his cock. It was getting way to hot in here. When the warm body left him, he begged, "Don't stop." He watched in lust as Asami took the rest of his clothes off. As Asami leaned back over, he thrust his hips up, rubbing against the strong body. There was a fire between them. There always was. Hands molded against his skin and he kept moaning. He wanted this more than anything. He would never get tired of it.
Asami once again moved his lips down Akihito's body, leaving love marks down the body. He fondled Akihito's cock, making his boy scream in pleasure. He was getting hot. His desire to be inside his lover was almost too much for him. The need to feel that tight moist heat around him was driving him crazy. He thrust three fingers inside that tight heat and groaned as he felt the muscles tighten around his digits. Akihito's hair was matted to his face. Those hazel eyes were glazed over with lust.
Akihito spread his legs farther apart, staring into those golden eyes. He wanted to feel even more. He wanted it all. He moaned as those fingers hit his sweet spot. It was driving him crazy and all he wanted was the older man inside of him. He felt a hand run up his thigh, teasing his skin. He whimpered, "Ryuuichi. I… I…" He couldn't finish his thoughts. He arched up as those fingers kept teasing his sweet spot. He pulled at his hands, unable to move them. He begged in a whining voice, "Ryuuichi, oh god, please. Please."
Asami couldn't hold on anymore. He had to be inside his boy. It excited him how Akihito was throwing his head back, how sweat was rolling down his body, and how Akihito was begging him. He pulled his fingers out, amused as those slim hip pushed forward. He threw Akihito's legs over his shoulders and thrust in hard and rough. He gained the most beautiful sound he ever heard. Akihito was his and no one could take that away from him. He would do anything to make his lover happy. He began to thrust in and out, making the other scream loudly each thrust.
Akihito tossed his head back, feeling like his eyes rolling in the back of his head. Nothing else matter. His world circled around the yakuza. He loved the sex. He loved the man he was sleeping with. There should be nothing else more than this. He pulled at his hands. He wanted to touch the older man, but he knew Asami wouldn't release his hands. He tossed his head back and forth, going crazy by the pleasure. Asami kept hitting his sweet spot, making him scream. As a hand wrapped around his cock, he screamed, "RYUUICHI!" He needed more. He moved his hips, trying to take Asami in deep. He had to feel this to know this was real and it wasn't a dream.
Asami whispered, "Look at me, Akihito." Those hazel eyes stared deep into his eyes. They were together. He thrust deeper and harder, hearing those screams coming out of his boy's mouth. They were dancing with each other and they knew every step. He stroked Akihito's cock, faster, watching those eyes glaze over even more. He knew his lover wouldn't last long. Then again, neither would he. He was lost in the pleasure. No other lover could make him like this. He showed everything to the boy.
Akihito shouted one name as he came over the strong hand that could crash people, "Ryuuichi!" He felt Asami thrust into him a couple more times, before he felt the wet feeling inside of him. As he was released, he curled closer to the warmth. While running his hand over the sweaty chest, he whimpered, "Why?" He couldn't forget about children.
Asami wrapped his arm around the smaller body next to him. He stared at the ceiling. He knew he couldn't deny his boy anything. He sighed, "You can adopt but you and the child will be away from me." He had to protect them at all costs. He had to keep them away from him.
Squirming from the hold, Akihito yelled, "Oh hell no! That isn't what I want!" He pulled free, sitting up and staring into those cold eyes. He continued, "I want a family with you! I want you to be part of our lives! Why can't you let anyone in! Am I nothing to you! Am I just a good fuck!" He regretted his words as he was tossed onto the bed, his hands pinned down by the strong grip. He glared up. He refused to back down. He was this man's lover.
Asami glared down at his lover. How could Akihito think that after all they have been through? Akihito was more than a good fuck. He sneered, "I would figure you would know by now you are more than a good fuck."
"Really? That is hard to tell when you hide everything from me. When were you going to tell me about your family? When were you going to tell me that you were an orphan? You keep everything from me and I am supposed to be your lover." Akihito hissed right back. His fire wasn't dead yet. He refused to bow down to Asami's orders. He would fight back until the end of his life.
Asami released his hold and stood up. He moved away from the bed. He wasn't going to have this conversation. He walked into the bathroom, slamming the door. He didn't care if his guards heard everything. Maybe it was time to sound proof his penthouse. The door was slammed open and he turned to see those hazel eyes fierce in anger. He growled, "I would leave me alone now."
"That is not going to happen." Akihito responded. He hit Asami in the chest as he spoke, "Get it through your head I want a family with you. If I want to adopt a child by myself, then I wouldn't even bother staying with you. I would leave and be with some woman." He watched as those golden eyes narrow at the mention of him leaving. Sighing sadly, he continued, "You can't have it both ways, Ryuuichi. You can't except me to live away from you and you come by whenever you feel like a good fuck. I want us to be together with a family."
"Do you not understand? It would be dangerous. It is already a risk with you being near me." Asami replied back angry. He knew what the other wanted, but he couldn't afford losing another family. He didn't want Akihito to get harmed either. Akihito leaned against him and sighed sadly. Why couldn't Akihito understand?
"When have either of us followed the rules?" Akihito asked as he let himself be near the older man. He whispered, "We always break the rules. We always stand up strong in our own ways. We are fighters. We can fight the world." He glanced up at those golden eyes. He ran his hand over the tan face and mumbled, "If I adopt, I will not leave your side. I refuse to be moved somewhere else." He sighed again and turned away from the older man. He walked out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. He leaned against the door and closed his eyes. There was no way he was going to leave Asami's side. Why couldn't the yakuza understand that all he wanted was a family with him? He pushed away from the door, grabbing boxers. If they stayed in the same room, they were going to fight. He was tired of fighting with the older man. It was too painful. He grabbed a pillow and a blanket, heading out of the bedroom. He would sleep on the couch tonight. Let things cool down between them.
Asami stared into the mirror. No matter what he says, his lover will not listen to him. He sighed. He couldn't get it through his lover's head what it could bring. His enemies were waiting for him to go soft. He already has. He would do whatever it took to protect Akihito. He turned on the shower. He needed to think. He had to plan for an attack. He had to prepare. He had to make sure his world would never harm his lover and the family that they were going to bring in. He caved. He couldn't deny his lover anything. If it meant to see Akihito smile, then he would do it. When did he become like this? Didn't he swore to never be like that again? He stepped into the shower, letting the water run down his body.
Akihito curled up on the couch, thinking. He couldn't sleep. First, he didn't like to sleep by himself anymore. Second, the couch wasn't comfortable to sleep on. He closed his hazel eyes. He pictured a family with the yakuza. Asami needed to let him in. He hated not knowing everything about his lover. He heard the shower stop and knew his lover was going to be out. He lay there, pretending to be asleep when he heard the bedroom door. He felt Asami move closer to him, but he made no movement or show he was awake. He was tired of their arguments.
Asami stared down at his lover. He wanted to sigh in relief. When he didn't find his lover in the room, he thought the other left. As he ran his hand over Akihito's hair, he muttered, "I know you aren't asleep." Akihito made no move or even spoke. He sat down in the chair and sighed, "In the past, I would make sure you followed my orders. I would teach you a lesson to make sure it went through your head. Now, I can't stand to see you sad. What have you done to me?" He waited for a few moments, but still no response. He stood up and spoke, "You can adopt, but you will follow every order. I will not come home to find you and the child dead."
Akihito tossed over and jumped from the couch. Golden eyes stared at him and he don't know if the older man was telling the truth or lying. As he approached the yakuza, he asked, "Are you serious?" Asami pulled him into a kiss. Once the heated kiss was broken, he watched Asami walk inside the bedroom. He flopped onto the couch, nervous. He could adopt but does that mean Asami will be part of the child's life. He wanted Asami to care for a child too. He lay back down and sighed. Tomorrow was a new day. He would get up early and go to the orphanage to see the baby girl. His heart tugged for the baby.
The next day, Asami was up before his boy. As he walked dressed into the living room, he saw the blankets off his lover. Akihito was curled up in a ball, like he was trying to get warm. Walking over, he picked up the blanket and covered his lover up. Akihito groaned out his name but he could tell the other was fast asleep. He had things to do today. He walked out the door to see his two loyal guards standing there. Looking at Suoh, he ordered, "Stay with him again. I am sure he will head to the orphanage today." Suoh nodded his head and he left with Kirishima following him. He was going to go to the orphanage today as well. As they got to the limo, he slid inside and ordered, "Take me to the orphanage." It was a twenty minute drive with traffic. As he entered the gates, he saw the children playing tag except for one boy. He sat under the tree with his head bowed. He realized it was the same boy who wanted him to adopt the baby girl. He walked over and knelt down. When teary dark green eyes look at him, he asked, "Why are you crying?"
The boy sobbed, "The family… family that was meant to… to adopt me… me decided not… not to."
Asami soften his glance and put his hand over the boy's head, rubbing the deep brown hair. He knew that feeling all too well. There were times that a family said they would adopt him but change their minds at the last minute.
"Are you here to adopt little Raina?" The boy asked with a sad smile.
Asami stared into those sad eyes. It pulled at his heart. He knew the feeling all too well. He stood up and grabbed the boy's hand, pulling him off the grass. He spoke as he stared into those dark green eyes, "You want her to be adopted when you wish for a family?"
"Of course. I don't want to see little Raina grow up here and be alone. I lived here all my life. I can wait. She needs a home more than me." The boy answered as he continued to stare into those bright golden eyes. They reminded him of the sun.
Looking up at the sky, Asami remarked, "You have to remain strong."
