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: Hello readers. Wow, so many views, favorites, follows, and reviews. They all brighten up my day with this hard class I'm working on. Please keep the comments coming. They do help me write. Enjoy and please leave your thoughts.

Akihito awoke in the bedroom with Asami sitting up in the bed. He leaned over, wrapping his arms around the strong body of his husband. He asked, "Are you going to work already?" Asami turned to look at him. He did not want to leave his husband so soon. He wanted to be with him for a while, spending some time together. He was afraid since he could not give sex like crazy that Asami would find some other source to get his sexual tension out.

Asami ran his hand through his hair, stating, "We are leaving to the mansion in a couple hours. We need to get away."

Akihito pressed, "There is more to this trip than you are telling." Asami gave a small chuckle at his keen sense. He leaned toward the strong body, asking, "What is it?"

"We are going to visit my father. It is that time of year," Asami somewhat explained.

"Ryuuichi," Akihito growled.

Asami chuckled softly and fully explained, "It is around this time we lost my father. We usually visit his shrine and pay our respects."

"That should be a family matter," Akihito mumbled, hiding his face into the strong chest. His chin was lifted to stare into those beautiful eyes that drew his breath away.

Asami stated firmly, "To this family, you are my wife, part of this family. You hold the power of our name and carry the next heir to the empire. Do not sell yourself short in the matter."

Akihito whispered, "I am not part of your world. I stumbled onto it." He was never going to be part of their world. He was an outcast, a troublemaker who stumbled upon something, his entire world told him to stay out of.

Asami sighed, "Our vows say something different, Akihito. You might and might never understand the world I come from, but that ring and the mark shows you are part of it now." Asami lifted his wrist, trancing it as he continued with his words, "You are my wife. You are a powerful figure in this world as you stand by my side. You can strike down anyone by one command."

Akihito whispered, "I don't deserve…" His words died into a kiss. He groaned as he was pushed to the bed. He stared at his husband, the one who held his heart. He ran his hand over the unclean face, feeling the beard growing that would be shaved clean soon. He sighed, "I never wanted the power. I just want to be near you, always near you. It took me so long to realize my emotions. Then I got scared of what it would bring me."

Asami replied, "You have me, the whole me, Akihito. That will never change. Now time to get ready. Mother got our things in order. I know you want to see Takato before we leave."

Akihito laughed as he forgot all about telling his friend about the baby. He nodded his head as Asami stood up, ready to clean up and look spotless. He got ready with some touches in the shower from his husband and he touched back. He smiled even though Asami had a distant look on his face. He ran his hand over the face when they were in the hallway, "If you want me there, to stand by your side, I will. I will always."

Asami hummed, "It is time to show papa, my beautiful wife."

Akihito sighed, "I wish you would say partner or something instead of wife." Asami smirked as he kissed him. He wrapped his arms around the strong body, enjoying the warmth he was gaining. There was a loud knock on the door. He growled in annoyance. Asami answered it with a raised eyebrow.

Gou walked in like he owed it, "Where is Sasaki Anna?"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Akihito asked in a growl.

Gou explained, "She was reported missing the morning. She was meeting some woman last night and never called or returned to her hotel room."

"What does that have to do with us?" Asami asked.

Gou hissed, "She was reported to harassing your boy toy yesterday."

Akihito growled, "First of all, I am not a boy toy. I am married to him." He held up his hand, pointing to his ring, stating, "Second thing, the police took her away. Asami was with me all night when I went to visit him at his club. With her, she ran off and hoping this would start trouble."

Gou sighed, "Akihito, please listen to me, she is gone. Most likely dead. Do you not understand what you are living with?"

Akihito crossed his arms, stating firmly, "He was home with me last night. We spent much needed time together."

Ai walked into the room, "I can count on that as well. As we were talking last night."

Gou saw the baggage and asked, "And you are going away?"

Akihito snapped, "A trip planned for a while. Go to hell. I told you my husband was with me and nothing else happened." Gou sighed and walked out the door in a huff. Yaza was leaning against the wall outside the penthouse. He noticed a look from his husband to Yaza who tilted its head in question. When the door was shut, he asked, "Did you order something for her?" Ai walked into the kitchen. Asami remained silent. He demanded, "Tell me the truth."

"No," Asami replied and added, "Though I do not care what happened to her. The world is dangerous."

Akihito saw a dark look on his husband's face. Asami didn't order it but knew something did happen to her. He walked by his husband, sighing, "I'm going to see Takato. It won't be long." Asami nodded his head. He walked out with Yaza following him. He asked, "Where is Shin?"

Yaza answered, "Shin caught a cold and will be off for a few days. Luckily you are heading out of the city with Master."

"Won't Ryio be coming?" Akihito asked as he headed outside. It looked at him sharply and tried to decide what it should answer. He growled at the creature, who smirked darkly in amusement.

"Master Ryio goes on his own time and by himself," Yaza stated and continued, "I do not know his reasoning. I do not ask, nor do I want to know."

"You all are crazy," Akihito remarked, gaining a deep cold chuckle. He walked down the street, ready to go to the police station. It didn't take long as the silence worn on. It was difficult to talk with Yaza. Shin was a little bit better to speak to and argue with. He got inside to see Rin waving at him. Yaza stood outside the office when he went inside. He asked, "What is it?"

"It was your parents who reported Anna missing. She called them, telling them she was meeting with some woman and she will reveal everything," Rin stated.

"Like I told the asshole, Ryuuichi was with me last night," Akihito sighed.

Rin shook his head, stating, "That Yaza character is dangerous, Akihito. Very dangerous. I heard a rumor that even the underworld fear that thing therefore fear Asami even more because it sticks by his side like glue." When he was silent, Rin sighed, "Just be careful. You are a nice kid caught into something dangerous."

Akihito stood up, speaking, "I am with the man I love. Who gave me love in return and a son I carry. A family when my own threw me out."

Rin touched his arm, stating, "I understand. Don't like it. Think you could do better, but I see it in him his care and protective nature over you. I just worry about those he lets around you."

Akihito whispered, "He only lets those he trusts around me." He walked out to see Yaza looking at its nail, glancing toward Gou who was studying the creature. He sighed, "I go see my friend then head home." Yaza nodded its head as he traveled to his friend's office. When walked inside, Takato waved, but was too busy to look over. He stated his reason for being there, "I wanted to let you know I'm having a boy."

"That's great. Names yet?" Takato asked without looking up.

Akihito sighed, "I'm having trouble and Ryuuichi won't help."

"Why not?" Takato asked.

Akihito explained, "In the Asami family, the carrier of the child has all right to naming the children. It is all me."

Takato laughed, "I'm sure you will pick a good name for your son."

Akihito shrugged his shoulders and told, "Hey let Kou and Tia know and I'll be away for a few days." Takato gave his nod to answer as he left to return to his husband.

Fei Long asked, "Where did your brother head to?" He looked at Yoh who was staring at the man, who came to visit.

Mei asked, "Is that what that creature is? A man?"

Yoh sighed, "Yaza had duties for Asami. Mei, shut up. Yaza might give you another scar if you keep trying."

"Heard the thing has something with Asami Ryio," Mei replied, lighting up a cigar.

Fei Long lit his pipe and asked, "What is this man doing here? I do not understand why we need an outsider." He smoked his weed, enjoying the sweet smell and enjoying the high he was getting from it. Mei looked at him, then looked at Yoh. Mei gave a look of longing. He stood up, going to Yoh. He pulled Yoh to him, kissing him in front of the stranger, a warning to back off.

Mei chuckled, "Ah, taken. And here I thought I would get some luck with one of you."

Yoh broke the kiss, growling, "Stop with the teasing nature, Mei and tell me what you heard."

Mei looked at him, sighing, "Seems Lei is just looking for you. Lei got wind that Yaza is very skilled now and part of the underworld. What I heard Lei does not know any ties to the Asami Clan yet and no one is willing to let him in on the fact."

Yoh pulled Mei to the wall, asking, "And me?"

"You have become the weak link, an easy target. He wants Mia dead, but can't find her. He hasn't thought about using the pretty woman against you two yet. I wish we could have payment, Yoh," Mei explained and teased.

Fei Long growled, "He is off limits."

Mei held up his hands, stating, "I hear about you, Fei Long, though I heard you are pressing your luck with the Asami Clan. Everyone is inching to gain favor with Asami Ryuuichi."

Yoh sighed, "Where is Lei?"

Mei replied seriously, "Once he gains a piece of the puzzle, he takes to the shadows. He does not know you are here yet though. He thinks you are out of the country and buying time."

Fei Long hummed, "This might work to our favor."

"It might and might not," Mei replied.

Fei Long asked with a raised eyebrow, "How so?"

Mei laughed, "Lei is impatient. Yaza is in this part of the country. He knows that, and he is digging. He even attacked Chou, a deadly woman with ties with Yaza."

Yoh sighed, "If he can't figure me out, he is going after Yaza to draw me out."

Mei muttered, "As much as I hate the scar, it does give me some attraction. Tell Yaza to watch its step."

It was a few hours and a few stops before they got to the mansion. Asami went to drag himself away from business clothes and wear a yakuta. He laid out a blue kimono out for his husband. He told Lilly when Akihito was done in the restroom to tell him to put on the kimono and bring him to the shrine. He walked out, knowing his order would be carry out. He entered the shrine, bowing his head toward the Asami Clan members. He stepped to his father's picture. He lit up a stick of strong rose smell. He heard the footsteps. He did not look back as he spoke, "Come in, Akihito."

Akihito took a step by his side, holding his hand, asking, "Why a kimono?"

Asami sighed, "I told you, in my world, even as a man, you are my wife." Akihito huffed. He continued to explain, "We respect inside here. This is the first time, I had someone with me. It is best to follow rules."

Akihito refused to look at him, asking, "What if it was a different man?"

"They would have to wear the kimono too," Asami answered. He wrapped his arm around his husband's waist, stating, "Do you want to light up a stick in respect?"

Akihito muttered, "It is a family thing."

Asami sighed as he glanced to his husband. Those hazel eyes were staring straight at the picture of his late father. There held questions in the mind of his boy. He looked ahead, not sure what to say. Then again, he never really talked to his father like some people do to the ones who crossed over. He always stayed silent.

Akihito asked, "Don't your mother and brother come here with you?"

Asami answered without taking his eyes of his father's picture, "Mother comes here almost every day while in the mansion. Ryio comes alone and I respect him enough to let him be."

Akihito muttered, "Family should be together. Do you talk with your father?"

"No. I tend to remain silent," Asami replied simply.

Akihito chuckled, "I figured as much. When my mother's father passed away, I always talked with him." Akihito paused then continued, "I think he would have supported me. I think in a way he knew without me telling a soul."

"How old were you when he passed?" Asami asked without looking at his husband.

Akihito leaned against him, sighing, "When I was seventeen. I was about fifteen or sixteen when I started to notice my attraction to men, but with my parents I blocked it off."

Asami teased, "Older men?"

Akihito whispered, "Yeah. Though not the big difference we have."

"We are only twelve years difference," Asami pointed out.

Akihito looked at him and spoke, "There is a gap between our ages, but I think back then I was into a few years older."

"I guess you never tried," Asami remarked.

"Too scared to," Akihito confessed and continued, "When you had me, I hated you, but it was mind blowing. I kept trying to deny the attraction. I kept trying to force it out of my mind, but it wouldn't."

The stick smelled strong. His father always loved roses. Asami remarked, "The first time was a lesson. Then I would see you and could not stop my craving of you."

"When did your father know he loved your mother?" Akihito asked.

Asami hummed, "The story I got from father was he was going to push her away for her safety. Like you, she did not understand this world. But, he got the news of her pregnancy with me. He forbid to have her leave his side."

"I didn't know she wasn't part of your world. I thought since…" Akihito started to say.

Asami chuckled, "She was from a wealthy family, but she was naïve to our world until she was pulled by my father's side. Of course, she loved him, and he loved her in return."

"Did he tell her?" Akihito asked.

Asami replied, "I am much like my father. I never heard him say those words, but I saw it in his actions. Many women tried to gain favor with him and he did not look twice at them. Some of those women could have gave him more power than he held, but he refused to betray his vows to my mother. His eyes were only on her."

Akihito spoke in a soft tone, "There are other members inside. I see a picture of your grandfather who has two beside him."

Asami smirked as he sighed, "My grandfather married two women. My grandmother was late to bring in my father into this world." When Akihito gasp, he spoke, "My father broke away from that tie. He refused to show love to two or more. He taught me and Ryio that very well. It was imprinted in our heads from the age we understood."

Akihito did not look at him and asked, "Would it not be better to have someone who understands your world by your side?"

Asami sighed, "Stop with your doubts. I swore my loyalty to you and I will not break it for anyone."

"What about Fei Long?" Akihito asked.

Asami snorted, "He was naïve once. Too soft for the world he grew up in, but think back to it, there would be a time I would have tossed him aside even if it went further. He did not have a fire."

Akihito replied, going a step to his father's picture, "He is your equal."

"Might be an equal in some regards, but never a match for me. Never will he gain me. Never will he have me in the bedroom," Asami responded.

Akihito turned to face him, sighing, "I'm worried since I haven't been good in bed that you will get tired."

Asami stepped toward his lover, turning his husband to the picture of his father, speaking, "Look at a man who taught me at a very young age what it means to be loyal to one soul. My mother held a fierce fire in her. She was a strong headed woman. I see a fire in you. A fire that burns me every time I touch you and still I can't get enough." He stopped to hear his lover gasp in tears. He wrapped his arms around the growing stomach, stating, "My mother always said I was like my father. My uncle thought I would be like my grandfather, but he also thought I would never bind myself to anyone because of my father's strict teachings." He paused and sighed, "I'm not leaving you, Akihito. I'm not going to bed someone because in the end no one can compare any longer. I tasted the flame and I can't undo it."

Akihito whispered, trying to hold back his tears, "I just… I knew about the others back then. I got so angry about it, jealous even, but then I got angry at myself because I kept telling myself I wasn't into you and you were forcing it on me. Then I was angry at you again because you stated your claim on me, but you could have others. I just don't know what to think now. I know you are loyal, but I keep going back to the time you weren't."

Asami wiped away the tears that continued to fall, sighing, "You denied and so did I." When Akihito looked up with questions, he explained, "Look at my position. Some nosy brat walked in, messing up my workings. I taught him a lesson and craved the taste over and over. Still, what right did I have to drag you fully into my world." He stopped speaking for a second, looking to his father for the right words. He continued without looking into the teary eyes of his husband, "I claimed you to prevent injury to you from others. Still, I gave you a chance to walk away even when I wanted our child."

Akihito whispered, "Ryuuichi…"

"In that moment, Akihito, I knew. In that moment, I wanted to do what my father did, giving you no chance of walking away. My father adored the fact of having me. It was not just an heir to him, but a child of his own. I had that with you," Asami started to say. The emotions were out in the open in the shrine tonight. It was strong in him like his family pushing him to open to his husband. He continued after a few seconds of silence, "I denied taking you fully under me. I had no right to claim you fully into my world. Then and only then, did I sleep with others to prevent my behavior from taking you here and claiming you with no freedom for you."

Akihito looked at his feet, whispering, "I need you now."

"I'm here," Asami replied, confused by the confession. Akihito looked up at him, then turned to look at his father's photo.

Akihito sighed, "Help me name our son."

"No," Asami answered firmly. Akihito stood still, without moving an inch. The boy had his arms wrapped around his growing stomach.

"I know you want to follow your family ties, but I think you need…" Akihito started to say.

Asami cut off his husband with a sigh, "The one who needs this is you. You want to be seen as a man. You want some power in this relationship."

"But…" Akihito started.

Asami cut him off again, "You will have the power in this regard. I will not step forward to help." Akihito remained silent. He sighed, "Let us go inside. Get something to eat and do as you please. I need a rest." The emotions in him drained everything out of him.

Akihito whispered, "Don't block me out."

Asami turned his lover to him, kissing him. As they broke the kiss, he spoke, "Get something to eat."

Akihito let his husband go to the bedroom as he walked into the kitchen. Ren was standing there cooking some ramen. He smiled, "That smells great."

"Would you like some Master Akihito?" Ren asked.

"Yeah. Do we have some milk too?" Akihito asked, and Ren nodded his head. He sat down, asking, "How long have you been here?"

Ren gave him the milk and ramen, answering, "I was seventeen when I started to work for the Asami name. I'm about thirty-six years old. So about nineteen years."

Akihito questioned softly, "Did Ryuuichi ever bring a lover here?"

Ren chuckled softly, "I would not call them lovers. Dates more like it and you are the first he brought here."

Akihito muttered, "Yet, you know of them."

Ren replied softly, "I went to some political dinners with Mistress Ai."

"He brought them there? The lovers?" Akihito asked.

Ren answered, "Like I said, I saw them more like dates than lover." The man paused and asked, "Do you hang off his arms?"

Akihito made a face, stating, "No."

Ren explained, "Those people would hang off his arms, trying to gain praise. They had greed in their eyes. Master Ryuuichi always held a bored look on his face with them. It was more of a chore to him than really something meaningful. Did Master Ryuuichi take you to one of the dinners?" When he nodded his head, Ren continued to ask, "Who held onto who?"

Akihito sighed, "Ryuuichi kept his arm around my waist."

Ren nodded his head, stating, "He has never done that before with any other ones who walked into his life. He never thought to settle down or settle down with anyone either. You are his husband."

Akihito snapped his head up, stating, "You called me husband."

"Well you are a man," Ren pointed out.

Akihito laughed, "Yeah, but everyone else says wife." Ren shrugged his shoulders and went back to his duties. He ate and went into the living room. He grabbed the lap top, starting to search for names. He wrote some down to see how they would sound. It still bothered him his husband would not help in the matter. He knew that he had doubts. He knew that he felt less than a man when Asami held power, but that power over him drew him in to the yakuza. He crossed out some names and then wrote more down.

Asami Ichiro – meaning first son

Asami Isamu

Asami Isao

Asami Jirou - meaning second son

Asami Katsu

Asami Takeo

Akihito drew a blank. The names sounded okay, but some didn't. He ran his hand through his hair, wondering what the name should be. He only had four months to decide. He still had his kimono on. He knew his husband was resting. He stood up, not figuring he would get in trouble. He walked to the grounds, toward the shrine. He peeked inside, sighing as he entered. He looked at the photos of lost love ones. He stood in front of Ryou's picture. He spoke, "I know Ryuuichi doesn't talk to you. I'm Akihito by the way. I guess you would see me as your son's wife."

Akihito looked back to see no one around and continued, "I was a troublemaker. Still am. I give hell to the guards." He paused, sighing, "Ryuuichi opened to me tonight. He gave out his heart. He gave me the right to name your grandson." He lit up two sticks, smelling them wave into the room. He sighed, "I want the name to be great for your family. I'm afraid I'll name him wrong. Your family is so strong and powerful." He ran his hand through his hair, sighing again, "That is what attracted me to Ryuuichi. He held power over me." He stared at the picture, trying to find some sense. He spoke, "But Ryuuichi sees I need this. I guess I can see what he means. I always feel less than a man because of the power Ryuuichi holds over me, but still I don't want that power to disappear over me. I know I make no sense, but I don't know how to explain it." He paused for a second and asked, "Can you give me some help in the afterlife to name your grandson? I want him to be strong like his daddy." He rubbed his stomach, letting the shrine ease his mind.

"Akihito?" Asami asked from the doorway.

Akihito jumped, startled, asking, "How long have you been there?"

Asami replied, "For a few minutes."

Akihito felt his face heat up and spoke, "I came with respect. See I still have the kimono on and I wanted to show respect like I should have the first time. And I wanted a fresh mind. I remember that I would go to my grandfather's shrine to gain peace in my mind. And…"

"Akihito, you are fine. You may come here anytime you wish. You are his son-in-law," Asami sighed as the man walked inside with a bow of his head to the clan members.

Akihito whispered lowly, "Did you hear what I said?"

Asami changed the subject, "Why two sticks?"

Akihito was pleased his husband did not go into the topic of what he spoke about. He explained, "One for me and one for his grandson. My grandfather always said if I had a kid that even if it wasn't born yet, to light one for the baby for blessing."

"Sounds like a very fine man," Asami replied.

Akihito sighed, "He was great. Like I said, he would support me, but I do think he might have problem with your lifestyle. He was protective of me." Akihito laughed softly as he thought the two strong heads going against each other. He felt arms wrapped around him and he sighed, "Grandfather heard of what I wanted to do. He supported it, but he had his doubts of me staying out of trouble. He was concern about it. I knew I wanted to get into criminal journalism when I very young."

Asami hummed, "I think I could have shown him reasoning."

Akihito asked, "How so?"

Asami whispered into his ear, "By seeing the protection I ensure you have."

Akihito turned around to face his husband, the man who stole his heart. He laughed, "I do not listen very well." Asami smirked, but did not say a word. He asked, "What should we do now?"

"There is a small hot spring I plan to relax in," Asami replied.

"You got your own hot spring!" Akihito yelled. Asami laid his finger on his lips. He blushed, apologizing, "Sorry." Asami pulled him out to go to the hot spring. He could not contain his excitement and his relief to have some relaxation.

Ryio walked out the Club door with the guards bowing their heads. He was ready to take one of the women home for some relief. He had a hard day and was asked by police about the stupid woman who challenged the Asami name. He did not feel an inch of remorse for her disappearance. He had a feeling Yaza did something since they were asking about him. Yaza told him the night before he was with Yoh and Fei Long. He wondered how much truth was too that little tale. He looked at his watch, glancing up. He raised an eyebrow to see Yaza standing before him.

Yaza teased, "You are getting better at not looking shock when I sneak up on you, Master Ryio."

Ryio asked, "What do you want?"

"Oh, too busy for me?" Yaza taunted with a sickeningly purr.

Ryio smirked as he replied, "Was about to have some company for lunch."

Yaza frowned, hissing, "Mine."

"Nope. Never belong to anyone, dear creature," Ryio responded. Yaza leaned up, grabbing his tie. His lips were taken into a fierce kiss. He took control, biting at the lower lip. He tasted a sweet blood dipping into his mouth as he thrust his tongue inside Yaza's mouth.

The woman from work, whispered from the steps, "Ryio-sama."

Ryio saw the glint of evil and coldness in Yaza's green eyes. Ryio broke the kiss, speaking, "Have the day off. If Kirishima says something, tell him I told you." He pulled Yaza down the street to his car. He spoke, "We were being watched."

"The detective if my eyes saw right though I felt more eyes on us," Yaza sighed with a purr.