VF Initial D style

by Nbsiren

Totally AU. Takaba, Kou, Takato, Yoshida are all part of a group of street racers. contains the characters from Viewfinder the only stuff from Initial D used are the cars, race styles, and race details...because I know nothing at all about cars and street racing but what I've read in the manga and animes. ; Each chapter will have individual ratings...overall the rating is M

10. Chapter 9

Title: VF - Initial D style Chapter 9
Author: Nbsiren
Rating: M
Pairing: Asami x Takaba / Kirishima x Kou?
Spoilers: none
Warnings: Language
Summary: Totally AU. Takaba, Kou, Takato, Yoshida are all part of a group of street racers.
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Yamane Ayano. Other characters are mine.
Author's note: Through out this chapter Asami kept teasing me with images of something he has hidden away ; It'll show up soon...

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Watching as Akihito comes storming out of the room, still clad in only the towel, to stop in front of him. Eyes full of fury, Akihito takes a swing, Asami catches his hand in his, twists it behind Akihito's back and pulls him up flat against him. "What's the matter Akihito? Couldn't find your clothes?" "You! You bastard! Who the hell said you could pack up my apartment!? I never agreed to move in with you!" Taking Akihito's chin with his free hand, he tilts his face up, leans in and says, "You. Are. Mine. Remember you agreed to this." Smirking at the frozen look of horror that comes over Akihito's face as he realizes he did agree (kinda). "I know what I agreed to! I don't remember agreeing to move in with you!" "You. Are. Mine. You agreed to it, and having to go fetch what is mine is quite inconvenient. Now be a good pet and explore while I go to work." Clutching his towel around him, he watches Asami go out the door. "Bastard," he mutters after the door closes. He turns and walks back to his room to get dressed and make sure his cameras weren't damaged.
Opening a dresser drawer he pauses and frowns when he discovers new underwear next to his own boxers. Taking out a pair of his boxers, he makes his way over to the walk in closet. Taking deep breaths to calm the anger that washes over him at the sight of new suits and designer clothes next to his own vintage clothes, he grabs a pair of his jeans. About to walk out of the closet, something catches his eye. Anger surfaces when he sees what's hanging up tucked away at the back of the closet. Oh hell no! If that bastard thinks for even second that I'd wear anything like this he's insane! Grabbing one of his shirts he gets dressed. He noted that his bed wasn't in the room, he opens another door in the room and looks at the small but larger than his old darkroom. Holding himself back from acting like a kid in a candy store, he checks the equipment, noticing it's top of the line. Walking out he decides to explore the rest of the apartment.

Flashback

Arriving at Club Sion, Akihito groans at the sight of the line formed in front. Moving to the person checking invitations, he shows him the invitation and the card he received with it. To his surprise he was told to go right to the door and not the back of the line. Going to the bouncer at the door he hands the invitation and the card to him, and is ushered inside. Making his way over to the bar, he feels a tap on his shoulder. Turning around, a tall guy in a suit asks him, "Takaba Akihito?" Nodding he hears the guy say, "You have someone waiting for you in one of the VIP rooms." Looking at the guy in confusion, the guy just says, "Follow me."

Going still at the sight of Asami, he tries to back out the room, only to back into the guy that had brought him here. The guy backs out and shuts the door before he could stop him. "What the hell do you want now!?" "Sit, we have business to discuss." "Business? It sure as hell can't be drug business, and I've stayed away from you, so what business do we have to discuss?" "Street racing." "Not interested." "You should be. Your team's territory has been the target of several groups." "We have no interest in letting our territory be taken over by any of you ass hole yakuzas. Our territory is neutral it's going to stay that way. We don't want the blood shed that happens when territory gets taken over nor the blood it takes to keep that hold. So no, I have no interest in any business with you!"
Enjoying the sparks of Akihito's passionate tirade, he says, "I have no intention of taking it over, I have an interest in keeping it neutral territory. So to that end I'm offering Sion's protection to your team." "What do you get in exchange? There's no way I'd believe you'd do this without some kind of benefit." Smirking Asami replies, "You become mine." Blood draining from his face, Akihito freezes, not believing what he just heard.

End Flashback

Skipping the door to Asami's bedroom, he takes stock of the living room. Black leather furniture, HD Plasma TV, sleek coffee table, and entertainment cabinet. Wandering into the kitchen next he sees stainless steel appliances, spacious counter tops, and lots of storage spots. Coming to another door he tries the handle only to find it locked. Figuring it was something Asami wanted to hide, Akihito grins and goes to his room to look for his set of lock picking tools he has stashed away with some of his camera gear.

Grinning at his success at picking the lock, Akihito opens the door and peeks in. Hmmm, Asami's home office. Sighing in disappointment, he closes the door. Not much of a secret, though why lock it? Heading to the kitchen to see what he can make for lunch, he snags the makings for a sandwich. Placing the plate on the table he goes to grab his phone to check his messages. Noticing he's missed several calls from Kou and Takato, he sighs and dials Kou's number. "Aki! We've been trying to get a hold of you all night! Are you ok?" "Yeah, I'm fine. Dealing with prize issues at the moment, and no he didn't ask for control of our territory, so you can relax on that." A few minutes later he hangs up and goes to eat his sandwich.