Disclaimer: I do not own viewfinder, Yamane-sensei does.
Warnings: Angst, Smex.
Pairings: Asami/Akihito, Akihito/OC
Chapters: 4/
Summary: Akihito's past coming knocking. What will Akihito do when his first love comes back into his life?
Notes: Thanks for all the comments for this story so far. I'm glad that you are enjoying the story. Please tell me what you think about this chapter.
Chapter Four:
Asami broke the kiss and smirk toward the two boys who were hiding in the darkness. He saw them while driving up to the curve. He realized they were Akihito's friends, remembering them from New Year's. He looked back to his lover to see his face red from embarrassment.
Behind the corner, Kou muttered, "He knew we were here."
"Who the hell is this guy and how the hell did Aki meet him?" Takato wondered out loud. He glanced to his friend to see what was going to go down.
By the limo, Akihito pushed Asami and screamed, "What the fuck! Bastard! I live here and I don't need people knowing my business!" He didn't want the world to know. He didn't want others to know he was with the most dangerous man alive. Asami wrapped his strong arm around his waist pulling him closer to the tone body. He stared into golden eyes to see no emotion whatsoever. What would it be like to see feeling in those eyes? He pulled away and sighed, "Let us get this over with."
"So ready for our nightly active." Asami teased to gain a glare. He loved those eyes that shone in fire. He will make they always stayed that way. He would never let them die out. It made it so exciting. This one boy would not bend to his way no matter what he did. It was different and made his heart race. No lover ever gave him that. He opened the door and watched Akihito slid inside. He slid in while he glared at the two boys who were still standing in the darkness.
As the limo drove away, Takato leaned against the building and whispered, "That was crazy."
Kou sighed, "I think Aki was afraid what we would say if he told us it was a guy. I never knew he swung that way."
Unlike Kou, Takato thought it was another reason. He didn't like the man at all. There was something off about the man. He pushed away from the wall and replied, "Hopefully Aki will tell us everything soon. So, we know how to help our friend out." He remembered Akihito saying it wasn't a relationship he could walk out on. He wondered why. The way the man glared at him and Kou sent shivers down his spine. Was his friend in trouble again?
In the limo, Akihito sat there, silent for a change. He didn't know what to think. Asami was being sweet and that wasn't like the yakuza. He glanced over to see the older man smoking a cigarette. When golden eyes looked at him, he turned his head quickly. What was this? What did it all mean? He went on countless dates with Maya. They were never apart while they were together. It helped that she made friends with Kou and Takato since they were always together too. He looked out the window and sighed. This date was different and strange. It wasn't what he was used to with the yakuza. Usually the yakuza would drag him away from somewhere and have sex with him. One or two things happened, one he would run after they were done and the second would be he would find himself alone the next morning. He couldn't deny the sex was hot and exciting. It was something about sleeping with a dangerous man that excited him. He glanced back over to see those golden eyes on him, watching and studying him. He moved over a little and asked, "Why are you doing this?"
"You are my lover and it about time I show the world." Asami answered truthfully leaving out the part he knew about the girl. It drove a rage in him like nothing else to know his boy thought he could have his old life back. It would not happen. He pulled his boy closer while crashing his cigarette out in the ashtray. He stared into those conflicted hazel eyes. He asked, "What is wrong with that?"
Akihito lied, "Nothing." Asami was dangerous but would he sleep with anyone who was dangerous? He thought about it and came to the conclusion that it was just Asami. What was it about Asami that excited him so much? What did Asami do to him to crave him so much? He pulled away and went back to his side staring out the window. This was not what he dreamt of while growing up. It wasn't what he had with Maya. Everything was spinning inside his head. Maya or Asami? Which of the two was the best for him? Of course, Maya would be the best choice since he was in love with her and she could give him a normal life. Sadly, what he said to his friends was the truth. This relationship wasn't one he could walk out on. Asami would never allow it.
Asami let his lover alone to his thoughts. He stared ahead. Tonight he was going to show his lover that he can be sweet and nice. He had no plans of losing to some girl. He knew he had all the power in this game. He grabbed Akihito's arm, pulling him closer. Before the boy could rant, he sealed those lips into a kiss. He dratted his tongue inside the wet mouth, mapping every part out. He knew every part already but it was fun as Akihito's wet muscle tried to gain the upper hand. He pushed the boy against the seat. It was so hard to pull away when his treat was laying there with a reddish tint to his face. He wouldn't lose his boy. He would make sure Akihito saw him and only him. He would make sure Akihito even dreamed of him.
He was losing himself and he couldn't pull away. Why was this happening? Why was he letting it happen? He always fought back. Akihito was left breathless when Asami broke the kiss. He stared up at those golden eyes to see lust in them. That was all he ever saw; lust. He wanted more. He didn't want to be lost, to drown. He had so much with Maya that he didn't have with Asami. But Asami brought things in him that Maya never could. He couldn't understand what he was feeling or doing. Before long, he was dragged out of the limo and into a French restaurant. He looked around to see many people and it made him nervous. He heard Asami say they had a table for two. He saw the hostess give a disgusted look their way. He glanced to see Asami pay no mind to it. They were seated and the hostess waited for their orders on drinks.
Asami replied, "Your best wine." He watched as the hostess walked away. He saw the look and smirked. He didn't care what others thought. He was where he was because he ignored those that were not important. He watched amused as his lover squirm in his seat. He asked, "Not to your liking?"
Playing with his tie, Akihito grumbled, "I hate wearing suits and I hate when all kinds of people are staring at us." He noticed everyone glance over to their table. They quickly turned their heads when Asami looked at them. Everyone was trying their best to not look at them. He leaned back in his seat. This was so different. He wasn't relaxed as he would have been with Maya. He was on edge, waiting for Asami to do something. The wine came and they were both poured a glass. He grabbed his glass and down the drink in one go. He saw Asami sip his. He couldn't stop being nervous. The hostess walked away with an angry glare at him. He felt out of place. He heard some music and it sounded nice but he couldn't enjoy it. Asami stood up and he jumped in his seat. He watched as Asami walked to his side and held out his hand. He stared at it like a curse and asked dumbly, "What?"
"Let us dance." Asami replied as he pulled his lover up off the seat. He went to the dance floor and took his photographer into his arms, dancing softly and slowly. He felt feet hit his own. He remarked, "Let me lead."
"I'm not a girl." Akihito hissed quietly.
Looking down, Asami commented, "Yes, I know."
"Pervert." Akihito remarked but let Asami lead. It wouldn't work any other way. It felt strange not to be leading in the dance. Maya and him have danced before but this was so different. He felt safe and didn't have to worry about protecting the other. He was span around and he gasp. He was pulled close to the strong tone body, feeling every muscle through the clothing. He leaned his head against the toned chest, hearing the fast heart beat. Did he make Asami's heart race as the older man made his race? He felt them spin and it was so different. He was span again and pulled close to Asami. He smelt the sweet aroma on Asami that made his head spin. He gripped Asami's arms tightly. He felt eyes on him but he ignored them. There was no one else but him and the yakuza. He didn't understand anything. This side of Asami he never saw and it was making his mind go in circles.
The song changed and he pulled his stun lover back to their table. As he helped Akihito sit down, Asami took his seat. He watched as the patrons stare at them, not doing anything else. The hostess came over to them, glaring at them with disgust. He looked up and asked, "What is it?"
"I will have to ask you to leave with your company. You are disturbing the other customers." The hostess sneered.
"I would like to see the owner." Asami remarked calmly. He watched as the hostess went away from there table with a smirk. The hostess was a fool. The owner owed him a lot for keeping his business running in the past. Akihito stared at him with guilt. He spoke, "We will not be leaving."
"Do you own everything?" Akihito joked.
"I am sure I own everything including you." Asami retorted as he smirked when Akihito blushed.
"You don't own me." Akihito hissed as he tried to fight back the blush. He watched as the hostess came back over with the owner who looked at Asami with a fearful look. He sat back and decided to see how this played out.
Asami took a sip, keeping quiet for a moment. He glanced over to the smirking hostess and the fearful owner. He finally spoke, "Your employee says I must leave with my company. That I'm disturbing the others customers."
"No, no! It is all right! Please stay and enjoy your meal! It will be on the house." Yoshi remarked loudly and quickly. He pulled his hostess away from the table, yelling at the poor fool.
"He is going to get fired." Akihito commented as he watched the owner yell more at the hostess. He felt bad for the guy. He was only trying to make a living. He glanced over to see Asami had no concern about it. He watched as food was placed before his face. He was ready to ask why they were bringing food over when neither him nor Asami ordered.
"They know what I like." Asami answered his lover's unvoiced question.
Akihito started to eat in silence. What could he talk about? His job wasn't interesting to Asami and could get him into trouble. He remembered the new assignment to gain information on the yakuza. That was trouble there and he would be caught. He could deny the assignment. He gulped down a second glass of wine, finally it taking affect. He was starting to relax. Asami wouldn't talk about his career either. There was nothing else they could talk about. He sighed. He had so many things to talk to Maya about. He could be spending his days talking to her.
"How is your work?" Asami was the first one to break the silence as he sip on some of his wine. His lover was on his third glass, downing them pretty quickly. He raised an eyebrow as he watched his lover pour himself another drink.
"Well, it is all right. You aren't taking my film, so I'm getting paid good. I have enough to pay for some new cameras I have been looking for and all my bills are paid for." Akihito answered.
"You wouldn't have to worry about that. You could live with me and have everything taken care of." Asami remarked as he smirked.
Akihito put down his fork and stared at the older man like he lost his mind. He spoke his mind, "I will not depend on anyone. I can do it myself." He wasn't going to live with Asami. Who knew what the pervert bastard had in his mind if he moved in? He started to eat again, feeling more comfortable. Of course, he kept going back to how Asami was behaving. It wasn't like the yakuza to be this nice to him. He glared at the older man as he spoke, "Whatever you have plan, it will not work."
"What are you talking about?" Asami asked as he tilted his head with an eyebrow raised. Was his lover catching onto him knowing about Maya? He didn't want the boy to know yet. It could push his young lover away from him more if the other knew the truth.
"I don't know what you are planning but when I find out, it won't work." Akihito hissed lowly. Asami was being too nice. Asami stood up again and grabbed him once again. They were on the dance floor once more. He had to hold onto the older man so he didn't fall. Maybe he drank the wine too fast but he felt more relaxed. His thoughts were going away and he was enjoying himself. He never thought he would enjoy himself with the older man.
Asami held the boy close to him feeling the heat of their bodies together. It was driving a madness inside of him. He leaned to the boy's ear and whispered, "I would like nothing more than to throw you onto a bed, rip your clothes off and show you what you truly desire."
Akihito grabbed a hold of Asami tighter. It felt so warm being near the toned body and the way Asami was whispering into his ear was driving a fierce fire inside his body that he didn't know how to put out. He wanted the fire to die between them. He didn't want to be gone with no hope of getting out. He was pulled toward the exit and he mumbled weakly, "No." But his body was telling himself otherwise. He wanted it badly that it was making his body numb. He was helped into the waiting limo. He heard Asami order to be taken to the penthouse. He stared into those fierce eyes to see lust written in them. Why was it him who drove that look in Asami's eyes? He was pushed onto the seat and his lips were sealed. He was doomed the moment he saw lust in those eyes. He couldn't say no even if his mind told him too.
At a hotel, Maya flopped onto a couch. She stared down at her phone and called one number she got when she came back. She listened to it ringing but no one was answering. She shouldn't be calling. The voicemail picked up and she sighed, "Hey, Aki. I hope you don't mind me calling but I could use a friend to talk to. Give me a call when you get this." She hung up and stared at the phone. She shouldn't have called but she really needed someone to talk to. There was a knock at her door and she spoke, "Come in." Her father walked in and gave her a worried glance. She smiled at him when he sat across from her.
Nabari spoke his reason being here, "I came to see the shoot today. I saw you talking to an older man. Please do not tell me you are trying with him. I heard from the manager that he is not a man I should let you see."
Waving her hand, Maya retorted, "Dad, he just helped me out with a pushy guy. I already told you my interest still lies with Aki."
"He is no good for you either." Nabari mumbled.
Leaning her head back, Maya was tired of hearing the same line from her father. He didn't think Akihito was good for her back when they were together. She closed her eyes only picturing him. She wanted him back but had no right. She made sure to stop the phone calls to each other. She didn't want to hold him back. She sighed sadly, "I missed him. I love him, dad. I really do."
"It has been years since you two have seen each other. He might have someone else." Nabari responded.
Yes, he did have someone else even though he refused to admit it. Maya wanted to cry out her heart break but it would give more reason to her father to not like Akihito. She stood up and muttered, "I'm tired dad. Let's talk tomorrow." He stood up, said his goodbyes and left the hotel room. She walked to the window and stared out at the dark night. She picked up her cell phone and called the number again, hoping that he would pick up. There was no answer again. She leaned her head on the cold glass, staring at her reflection to see sadness in her eyes. She wanted Akihito badly. He made her world complete and it was hell when she was away from him. She could always cry and laugh in front of him. She didn't have to smile all the time with him. He would always hold her and shield her from the harsh world. She wanted that back.
At the penthouse, Akihito stumbled inside with Asami's lips on his. The door was kick shut by Asami. He was pushed into a wall and he lost all train of thought. He knew he should fight back but his body wasn't letting him. The kiss was broken and he started to breath heavier when Asami was licking at his neck. He gripped the black hair, pulling at it. He felt warm strong hands run under his shirt, teasing his skin.
Asami pulled back to stared into lust filled eyes. He wanted his lover and he wanted him now. He dragged the other to the bedroom where they could have more fun for tonight. He was going to be different tonight. He wondered what that would do to his lover. He took off Akihito's shirt and pants quickly, throwing them onto the floor. He pushed the other man onto the bed. Those hazel eyes only read lust and confusion. He leaned over the nude body, licking at Akihito's neck. He ran his hands over the entire body, finding every spot that was making his lover moan.
It was a dance and it was heaven. Akihito couldn't think straight. He felt his phone vibrate in jeans when they were going up to the penthouse but Asami didn't let him see who was calling. He tugged at black hair and pushing Asami's head closer to his body. He felt the wet muscle lick at his nipples, making him toss his head back. It was different. Asami was gentle and worshipping his body. It felt amazing.
Asami ran his hands up the inner thighs, molding them against the smooth skin. He will make sure Akihito saw him. He would be gentle and nice. He would win Akihito's heart. He leaned up and he felt his arms being tugged. He stared into those hazel eyes. He leaned down, mumbling against soft swollen lips, "Close your eyes and just feel."
Akihito did what he was told. Tonight was so different to him. He felt Asami's lips move across his jaw to his neck, kissing softly and gently. It was driving him wild. Asami always was like a wild animal, taking him to the highest point. He gripped black hair as he felt tiny bites against his neck. He felt his ear lope taking into the wet warmth and he turned his neck to give more access. He was too lost to question this treatment. He felt hands slid down his body, molding against his skin. He moaned as Asami's lip moved down to his chest, "Asami."
Asami was excited. This was different than what he would show his lover. He stood up, hearing Akihito whimper. Before the other could open his eyes, he ordered, "Keep them close." His lover did as he ordered. He stripped his clothes and leaned back over the body. He thrust down to have Akihito arch up to him and grab a hold of his back. He felt nails run across his muscles and it was driving him insane. He kissed those lips soft and gentle. Sweeping his tongue across Akihito's lower lip, the mouth open and he slowly entered his tongue. He tied it around Akihito's, pulling his tongue inside his mouth, letting his boy taste him.
Akihito wrapped his arms around Asami's neck, enjoying some control for once. He tasted Asami with passion. Asami tasted sweet and it drove him wild. He rubbed his body against the older man. He felt hands squeeze his butt, making him purr with excitement. This was different and it was nice. The kiss was broken but he didn't open his eyes. He didn't want this ruin. He felt a tongue slid down his chest to his aching cock. When a tongue licked up his rod, he thrust his hips up, moaning, "Asami." He was forgetting all his problems. His thoughts were trained on the yakuza and only him.
Asami leaned up and stared down at the boy. His boy was different when he was gentle. It wasn't the same. Those hazel eyes didn't light up when they went at it hard. He rubbed his body against the smaller body, mumbling against Akihito's ear, "What do you want?"
The question that he feared was asked. He wanted his normal life, or did he? Akihito didn't know. Too many confusing thoughts. He yelled when he felt two fingers slid inside of him, "Take me! Take me! Oh god, just take me!" His body was shaking, overloading on the pleasure. He opened his eyes when Asami thrust his thick cock inside of him. He tossed his head back, moaning loudly. This was more like the yakuza he knew and it felt great. He was losing all control and it felt amazing. To his horror, Asami was pulling out slowly and pushing in at the same rate. This wasn't what he wanted. He dug his nails into the shoulder blades, trying to pull Asami in him harder. He couldn't stand this slow pace. It was confusing him. He felt his lips taken in a soft kiss and it was frying his brain. He tossed his head back when Asami hit his sweet spot, repeatedly.
Asami moved in and out of his boy, refusing to go at it hard. He would show his lover that he can be nice and gentle while they made love. Yes, it was more than just fucking. It was there own dance that they enjoyed. It was getting hard to control himself. His lover's legs were wrapped around his waist, trying to push him inside harder while finger nails dug into his shoulder blades and down his back. Akihito was sweaty and flushed and it was turning him on even more. He watched as Akihito tossed his head back and forth as he slowly pushed inside, hitting that one spot that made Akihito see stars. He grabbed a hold of Akihito's dipping cock, stroking it slowly.
Akihito was a mess. His mind was going into circles, trying to figure out why their sex was different. He didn't want soft and gentle. He wanted the rough, animal like man. He moaned, "Damn. Please. Oh please. Asami, take me harder." He wanted the roughness. He wanted to know this wasn't anything more. He opened his eyes to stare into golden ones. Lips crashed against his driving him up the wall. He ran his fingers down the back muscles, feeling them all. The pace was picked up and he was moaning into the kiss.
Asami couldn't control himself. He always lost control around Akihito. He thrust in harder and faster as his lover was tossing his head back and forth, moaning for more. This was where the photographer belonged and he would make sure Akihito saw it too. He knew the boy wasn't admitting it to himself. He was the only one Akihito should see in his life. He stroked Akihihto's cock faster, watching thin hips thrust down as he thrust inside and Akihito's back arch.
Akihito couldn't hold on anymore. It was heaven now. He got what he desired the most. He came with a shout, "ASAMI!" He felt Asami thrust into him more and harder. He felt the haze clouding around his mind as he felt Asami release inside of him.
Asami lay beside his young lover. As he ran his hand up Akihito's arm, he whispered into the photographer's ear, "Mine. Only mine. Remember that Takaba." He would repeat those words a million times until Akihito realized those words were the truth.
Akihito lay there, hiding behind a mask he built when he met this man. His thoughts were coming back to him and he was more confused than ever. Asami showed him that he could be sweet and gentle. Strangely, he was safe in Asami's arms. He closed his eyes, picturing blue eyes and then golden eyes. His mind was hazing. He didn't know what he wanted anymore.
Turning Akihito's head to stare into those hazel eyes, Asami asked, "What is on your mind?"
"Sleep." Akihito lied. His thoughts were on Maya and Asami, trying to figure out what he really wanted in life. Could he have Maya if he chose her? He should get away from the yakuza and carry on with his real life, a life that he was truly free. He rolled over and closed his eyes again. He felt Asami's warmth by him and he felt safe. How could he be safe with Asami?
Asami knew his boy was lying to him again and it anger him but he didn't say a word. He pulled the blanket over them and closed his eyes. Tomorrow would be a new day to work on the photographer.
The next day, Akihito awoke feeling warm, safe, and relaxed. He turned over to see Asami still asleep. Who would have thought? Usually he woke up alone when he stayed the night. He pulled away from the embrace. He couldn't let him fall for this man. It was too dangerous. He walked to his pants, pulling them up. He felt his cell phone against his leg and wondered who called him. He pulled out his cell phone and looked at the number. It was a number he didn't know. He saw he got a voice mail and listened to it. His heart clinched as he heard Maya's sweet voice. He closed his eyes. He called the number to have it picked up on the third ring.
"Aki." A sweet tender voice whispered.
"Hey, sorry not answering your calls. I was working last night. I'm going to the store. Meet me at my apartment and we can talk." Akihito muttered, glancing to the bed to see golden eyes staring at him. Fear gripped him. He listened to Maya saying she would see him there. He hung up and lied, "My friends were wondering where I was."