Disclaimer: I do not own viewfinder, Yamane-sensei does.
Warnings: Angst, Smex.
Pairings: Asami/Akihito, Akihito/OC
Chapters: 6/6
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/reviews for this story. Here is the final chapter. I hope you enjoy it and please tell me what you think.
Chapter Six:
The room was dark but Akihito could see through the darkness. He made his way to the bed, knowing someone was there. He climbed over the body, staring down, seeing blue eyes shinning in the dark. He leaned down, claiming those soft sweet lips. It was heaven, having her with him but something was missing. He ignored the feeling, running his hands up her stomach to her breasts. He fought against the wet muscle, soon gaining control. He swallowed up a moan and it was driving him mad. He broke the kiss, softly kissing down her jaw to her neck, laying butterfly kisses. He wanted to be soft and gentle even though he was craving something wild. He felt her body move against his. Suddenly, he was flipped over and it wasn't her anymore. The body was strong and had muscles. He ran his nails down those muscles. He was losing control and it made him pant. He was tossing his head back and forth, trying to stop his head from spinning. When rough lips met his, he was lost in the passion of desire. He opened his eyes to stare into golden ones.
Akihito jumped up on his bed, panting. He wiped at his eyes, rubbing out the sleep. He flopped back to the bed, staring at the ceiling. His dreams were driving him crazy. He rolled off the bed, standing up. He knew everything. It became clear to him but he didn't know what to do. He walked out of his bedroom, out of his apartment. It started to rain but he didn't care. He ran down the street, ignoring people staring at him like he lost his mind. He knew where to go. He had to see if it was true.
At a photo shoot, Maya sat on her chair, staring into the mirror to see herself all pretty. She smiled but she saw the sadness in her eyes. She wanted to curl up and cry. She wanted to release her pain. She always could release her pain to Akihito but he was the reason she had pain. She never thought he would ever bring her pain. She leaned back in her seat, still staring into the mirror. She grew up and so did Akihito. His hazel eyes showed her that he had a darker secret than seeing a man. She wondered what happened to the sweet innocent boy she remembered. She wondered what the older man meant and what her father knew. Speaking of her father, he was walking toward her. She put on a fake smile, hiding her sorrow away from view.
Nabari sat next to his daughter and asked, "What is wrong?"
"Why would anything be wrong?" Maya questioned back. Was she showing the world her sorrow? She didn't want anyone to know.
Shaking his head, Nabari retorted, "You have been looking down since you came back from seeing that boy."
"That boy has a name and it is Akihito." Maya spoke as she turned to stare into the mirror again. Faking fixing her hair, she asked, "That man you said I should stay away before. Why should I stay away from him?"
Nabari stared at his only child and leaned forward, whispering so no one heard, "He runs a lot of businesses but in the background, he is a yakuza. Please, Maya do not go near him. He is dangerous."
Maya gasped, but continued to look in the mirror. She didn't turn to look at her father. She didn't want him to see her expression. Akihito was with a dangerous man. Did the photographer know about this? Her father stood up, squeezing her shoulder but left her to her own thoughts. She didn't want Akihito harmed at all. She loved him with all her heart. She stood up. Maybe she should talk to him. She heard people chat around her and whispering. She turned to the door to see the man of her dreams. He was dipping wet and making his way to her. Her heart was racing wildly. Did he come here to tell her that he wanted her as much as she wanted him? A few inches away, he stopped. She spoke softly, "Aki."
Akihito stared into blue eyes. He looked hard for something. He knew she loved him. He could see it in her eyes, but something was different. He was different. He smiled sadly and sighed, "I came to say sorry about earlier. He had no right to hurt you like that." He knew the yakuza did it on purpose. Asami did what he wanted to gain what he wanted. Right now, the yakuza wanted him. How long would that last? Would he always be trapped within the older man? He looked at Maya and she looked beautiful, but it wasn't the same. His heart wasn't racing wildly. His body wasn't shaking from the core. His mind wasn't a mess. The danger and the thrill weren't there. He wanted to laugh out loud. All this time he was fooling himself. He tried to stop it, to prevent it from happening. Sadly, it was too late. He drowned. Maya stepped forward and he stepped back. He saw the pain in her eyes and he hated himself now more than ever. He whispered, "It would seem things have changed. At least I have changed."
Maya replied, "I found out who he really is. Aki, he isn't a man…"
"That I should be with but sadly I am." Akihito finished her sentence. He stared more into her eyes that he once got lost into, but his mind filled him with golden ones. He shook his head and muttered, "I tried so hard not to fall for him, knowing it would be dangerous but I fell for him."
Grabbing a hold of Akihito's arm, Maya retorted, "He could get you hurt or hurt you himself. Aki, even if you can never be with me, I don't want to see you harmed."
He thought about the times that he was kidnapped. He knew the dangers but Asami always came for him. Asami even went to Hong Kong injured to save him. Akihito smiled and sighed, "He always have saved me."
Maya stared hard into those hazel eyes and saw the truth. The man she loved was gone from her. He was with someone else and he wasn't going to leave his lover. Her heart was breaking and tears were falling even though she was trying to stop them. Akihito wiped her tears away but they kept coming. She mumbled sadly, "You have really changed Aki. No, that isn't right. You haven't changed at all." He tilted his head and there were questions in his eyes. She leaned toward him as she spoke, "You love danger. You always did. I can never give you that. The thrill of it. He must give that to you."
Nabari walked over and stared at the boy and his daughter. He saw tears in her eyes and he growled, "What did you do to hurt her this time?"
Maya grabbed her father's arm and sighed sadly, "It was me who hurt myself. I should have realized Aki wouldn't stay single all these years and wait for me."
Akihito stared between the two. He bowed his head in respect toward Nabari. He raised his head and looked at Maya as he spoke, "I'm sorry, Maya. Maybe it would have been different, but there is no turning back now." He started to walk away, ready to meet his fate even though his mind was screaming at him to run.
"Wait, Aki!" Maya yelled as she ran to him. She asked, "What were you going to say to me before I left to America?"
Akihito stopped but didn't turn around. Staring out the door, he answered with the truth, "I was going to ask you to marry me." He walked out the door, hearing her sobs that was breaking his heart. He should go back to her and forget the yakuza. Would he ever forget about the man? He drowned in the darkness even though he fought against it with everything in him. Asami wasn't the man he should be with. He should be with Maya and have a family with her, but he kept walking with only one place in mind. He was leaving himself bare. He was losing the battle he fought since they met. Why was he doing this? Why was he going toward a fate like Asami? He closed his eyes, trying to shut out the reality. He was in love with the cruel man. Within a few minutes, he was in front of Club Sion. He had one last chance of running. Could he run? Would Asami allow it? He knew escaping was impossible. Asami controlled everything and the man would find him no matter where he went. He walked up the stairs, hearing the yells from people who were trying to get in. The guards looked at him but let him pass. There was no chance of running now. It was too late for him. He drowned in the darkness and the danger that came off of Asami. He walked toward the end of the building where another set of stairs were. He wanted to run far away and escape reality.
In the office, Asami got off the phone with his guard. The photographer was here. He learned his lover made a trip at the model studio and was speaking with Maya. It enraged him when he heard of that. Akihito belonged by his side and he would make sure his boy knew that too. The door opened and his lover walked inside, shutting the door behind him. Those hazel eyes showed no fire. They were bare and emotionless. This wasn't his photographer. He leaned back in his seat and lit up a cigarette. Those eyes made a rage build inside of him. That look should never be on the photographer's face.
Akihito looked up to golden eyes staring at him. They read nothing at all. Why? He asked himself. He spoke slowly, almost talking to himself, "I loved her with everything in my soul. I wanted to marry her and have a family with her. We were so good together, perfect. We never demanded each other to stop our careers. When she stopped calling and taking my calls, my heart was breaking apart. I threw myself into work. It was the only thing keeping me sane. I thought she found someone other then me. Then I met you and my life was thrown into hell itself. She came back and still wanted to be with me. My heart filled with happiness, thinking I could have my beautiful fairytale. Sadly, it was just that a fairytale. I changed too much to be with her. My heart grew as my life did." He stopped talking and stared at the man in front of him. Asami only raised an eyebrow but said nothing. He walked toward the older man and continued, "Then I kept thinking I couldn't let you find out about her. You would harm her and I had to protect her. That was foolish to think you would never find out about her. I asked myself so much why I couldn't get you out of my head when I was with her. You were always there in the back of my mind. I wanted her for so long; I never thought it possible to ever find someone else better than her. Well you aren't better than her; you are the worst person I could ever decide to be with. Still, I always lay bare to you. I always see you even in my dreams." He stopped in front of the yakuza and kept his eyes on those sun like eyes. He glared and sneered, "You did this to me. You made me forget my dreams. You made me enjoy the thrill being with you. I hate you for it but I still love you."
Asami stared at his young foolish lover. There was a flame growing in those hazel eyes. They should never go out for anyone including him. He crashed his cigarette into the ashtray and spoke for the first time since his boy came into the office, "You love the thrill, Akihito. You always did. It is in your nature. Not once have I told you to forget your dreams except about getting married. That will never happen. I will not allow you to be with anyone else." He stood up, pulling his lover close to his body. It was different when he heard the boy was in love with him. He longed forgotten what those words truly meant. Yes, many people said that to him but never meant it. The last time anyone meant those words were from his parents who are long gone. He lifted his photographer's chin up and sealed those lips into a fierce kiss. A tongue battled against his and it was exciting. He pushed Akihito against the wall and stared into those fierce hazel eyes.
The kiss was broken and the photographer stared into eyes that could read into the deepest part of his soul. He wrapped his arms around Asami's neck and whispered, "Why did it have to be you?" He wanted an answer. He needed one. His mind was a wreck. He lost everything that he held dear. His friends were mad at him for never accepting their help. He gave the worst pain to Maya, a girl who used to mean the world to him. His parents would never approve. He knew for a fact his father knew of Asami. One cop friend told his father about him being seen near Asami and his father went off on him not to get involved with anything to deal with Asami. He was alone with this relationship. There was no one to talk to about it.
Asami saw those eyes read so much pain and it upset him. He never wanted to see those fierce eyes show that look. He could tell his dear lover had more on his table than what was said. He had no one he had to explain about his relationship. No one would dare to cross him about who he sees and who he doesn't. Sadly, Akihito had people to answer to. He sealed those lips again, catching a small moan. As he pulled back, he spoke calmly, "No one decides who to fall in love with."
"Including you?" Akihito asked, not sure what to make out of the yakuza's words. Did that mean there was more in their relationship? Was Asami telling him he felt the same?
"Yes, including me." Asami answered with the truth. He swept some brown locks out of Akihito's face and whispered into the photographer's ear, "I once told you, we would descend into the deepest pits of hell together. No matter what I will keep to my promise."
Akihito didn't need to hear anymore. He took Asami's face into his hands and kissed those rough lips. He was pushed into the wall harder and the kiss became fierce. He was losing his mind, his body, his soul, and his heart. He was lost in the darkness and he needed someone to be there with him. He forgot about his friends, Maya, and his parents. He wrapped his arms around Asami's neck, pulling the man closer to his heated body. It felt so different. He desired this. Maybe he desired this for so long. He was pulled away from the wall and pushed onto the floor with the yakuza leaning over his body. He was losing focus. He was losing everything but he still had someone by him. He had Asami. How many tried to be with the yakuza and failed? How many hearts did Asami break? He felt rough strong hands run up his stomach, pushing his shirt up. He tore away from the kiss to breath. He felt his shirt lift off of his body. He blushed as golden eyes swept across his chest to his stomach to his budge in his pants. He felt a hand squeeze him and he arched his back.
Asami watched with interest as his lover arched to his touch. This was where his photographer belonged. He took off Akihito's pants and boxers. The other man was lying bare against his carpet floor. Every part of Akihito was a nice shade of red and it was turning him on even more. He pulled Akihito's legs apart to show everything. He ran his hands up on Akihito's inner thighs, listening to the small gasps he was gaining. He leaned down, running his tongue down the jaw to the neck, sucking at the skin there. He felt fingers run through his hair, messing it up. He wanted more and it to never end.
Akihito ached his body against the stronger one. He wanted to forget all his problems that would rise because he was with Asami. He gripped black hair as he felt Asami bit down on his skin, marking him his. He was too far gone to care. He wanted to lose himself into the older man and never come back. He has always wanted this. It was exciting. It made his blood boil. It made his mind spin. It made his heart race wildly. It made his body light up in flame. He screamed as Asami thrust down, rubbing their cocks together. He started to tare at Asami's cloths. The man was wearing too much. It wasn't fair that he was the only one naked. He wanted to feel skin against his own. He moaned, "Asami." He finally got Asami's suit jacket and shirt off. He ran his hands over the toned body.
"Say my name, scream it." Asami whispered slowly and softly into his boy's ear. The hands running along his body was making a fire build inside of him. He couldn't contain his desire. Taking off his pants, he tossed those long legs over his shoulder and thrust into the wanted body. His name was screamed loudly and it was heaven to his ears.
Akihito gripped the shoulders to remain here. He felt so complete. He never felt that with Maya. He never felt like this with anyone. He truly did fall. He pulled Asami's face and sealed those lips. He moved his hips, trying to make Asami move. He needed more of this wonderful feeling. When the kiss was broken, Asami pulled almost out of him to only thrust right back inside hard. The large thick cock hit his sweet spot and he screamed, "ASAMI!" He was lost to care that people were hearing him. He moved his hips forward to meet every thrust by the older man. He was drowning in everything that made up Asami.
Outside, Suoh stood by the door and groaned. He had the reports that his boss requested but by those sounds, it was better to leave than walk inside. He didn't even want to hear what was going on. He walked away from the door, down the hall to Kirishima's office. Kirishima looked up, ready to stand up. He spoke, "If you are going to see the boss, I suggest waiting for a while, like an hour or so." Kirishima raised an eyebrow and he said one name, "Takaba."
Inside the office, Akihito was screaming at the top of his lungs, unable to do anything else. His hips were meeting Asami's thrusts. It was their hard pace that kept him in check. He ran his finger nails down across toned shoulders to the arms. He pulled the man toward him more. He was losing everything and gaining something that no one ever has. Was it worth losing everything to gain the yakuza's heart? He didn't know but he didn't care. His lips were sealed into a passionate kiss and everything in his head was gone. He just wanted the older man forever. He bit Asami's lower lip and he heard a growl. He dratted his tongue out to meet the older man's. It was a battle neither of them willing to lose. He felt high and he couldn't stop it. He was addicted to the yakuza. He was in love with this cruel man and there was nothing to change it. He felt a strong rough hand wrap around his hard cock. Everything was lost then and there. He tossed his head back, moaning. He groaned, "Asami. Asami. Asami." He could only say one name and only one. Asami truly won. The yakuza had every part of him now and there was no escaping.
Asami growled as his lover ached his back, spilling his seed against his hand and over their stomachs. He thrust inside harder and faster, wanting release. When the muscles tighten around him, he lost all control and came inside his lover. He pulled out of his exhausted lover. He stood up, picking the other man up and went to his private bathroom. Akihito leaned on him while he washed them both of the mess. He helped the younger man into the office and watched amused as he lover glared at him while dressing.
Akihito was ready to leave when Asami's strong arm wrapped around his waist and walked out beside him. He hissed, "What the hell do you think you are doing?"
"Taking you home to pack your things. It is time for you to live with me." Asami answered with his trade mark smirk.
Akihito yelled as they walked down the hallway, "OH FUCK NO! NO WAY IN HELL! YOU ARE NOT DECIDING FOR ME!" He was pushed out into the cold air. He turned around, and started to argue with the yakuza, "Get it through your head, I will not bow to your demands. I will not live with you. I can survive on my own. I have a job that pays well."
"Yeah, I noticed. It was interesting about the job of getting me in your lens." Asami remarked in a bored tone.
Akihito opened his mouth and shut it as quickly. He groaned as he realized he must have left the folder inside Asami's limo. It has been a day or two but he forgot all about the assignment. He turned around and started to limp toward his apartment. He knew the older man was smirking but he didn't turn around. He stopped when he ran into someone. He looked up to see Maya standing there with her father.
Nabari glance to see the yakuza leaning against his limo, staring at them. He hissed, "How the hell do you know that man? Don't you realize he is dangerous. He isn't someone you should mess with, Akihito." He didn't like the boy but he didn't want the boy hurt.
Akihito turned around, flicking Asami off. Asami smirked back at him. He turned back around and mumbled, "He won't do anything to me."
"You don't know that. Akihito, I'm…" Nabari started to say.
Maya spoke, "Knowing all of it, you still follow him. You know the dangers and you still love him."
"WHAT!" Nabari yelled out his question.
Akihito smiled sadly and spoke words that were spoke to him, "Him and I will descend to the deepest pits of hell together."