A/N:Two updates in two days! You guys aren't used to that I'm sure, but allow us to explain: We've been getting ahead on some chapters so we can start posting weekly. Hopefully they will be coming out every Monday, so you guys wont have to wait so long for a new chapter.

DISCLAIMER:I do not own Finder or any of the cannon characters, this is purely just a work of is my first fanfiction, so be gentle but comments/reviews are appreciated!

Chapter 7

((For this chapter it's best when listening to: Burn by: The Cure))

Asami opens the penthouse door to silence, no one there to greet him, no television in the background, and no cute lover to have dinner with. Only darkness greeted him. It was such a foreign feeling to the crimelord, he couldn't even remember the last time he opened these doors to an empty home. He didn't remember the last time he couldn't smell the delicious foods his boy was making for their dinner. Yet here he was, alone.

How could I not have seen how sick he was? Why didn't the doctor find this months ago when we went together? Asami angrily stomped over to the bar, pouring himself a very large tumbler of whiskey and throwing it back, wishing he could wake up from this nightmare.

The sound of his phone distracted him from his thoughts (A text from Aki). /Remember to take Ririchiyo for her walk, feed her, and give her a big kiss for me! ;P / Asami smirked. I'll have to punish him for tha- How can I even think of that right now?!

Anger grew immediately within Asami, so much he threw his glass against the wall, shattering it. Glass rained down onto the floor, and all Asami could think about was the want to destroy everything. He grabbed the nearest thing at arm's length and it too went flying across the room.

With a powerful shove the couch turned over on its self. The table beside the couch was lifted and thrown against the front door, breaking in half as the wood splintered. Pictures were shattered by the man's fist slamming into them, the glass shards cutting into his skin.

"DAMN IT ALL!" He screamed as he stomped into the kitchen, kicking over the table so that papers flew all around and scattered to the floor in heaps. The vase that was on the table crashed into the ground, water going everywhere as the flowers were crushed underneath his feet.

"I can't lose another!" Asami screamed, "How could this happen?! He doesn't deserve this, he's a good person! WHY?!" The words wretch from him, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"AGH!" With a final slam of his fist into the nearest wall, leaving a large hole, Asami felt himself calm down a considerable amount. He panted heavily, his teeth gritting together as he turned to look at the coffee table that had somehow survived, sitting atop it a small camera that belonged to his precious boy. Pushing through the carnage, he picked it up before heading towards his office. Once he arrived, he threw the door open.

As he walked into the room, he noticed the shrine room door was open. (Akihito must have found it while cleaning. The door was hidden behind a bookcase.) He always knows what I need, even when he isn't here. Asami smiled as he makes his way to his brother.

Asami stared at Shinji's photo for a long time before he lit the incense and put his hands together, praying. This was the first time since his brother that he had prayed for anything. Asami had always seen prayers as being something you had few of, so he had spent his life using them sparingly. Only when he truly needed them, and right now was one of those times.

A sense of peace washed over him as the incense burned, his thoughts beginning to become more rational. Asami stood looking at the photo one more time before he shut the door. He took out his phone and sent a quick text to Kirishima. /Please get cleaning crew to the penthouse tomorrow./

Exiting the office, Asami looked upon the destruction that was now the living room and dining room. Akihito would not like this.

"I need another drink." Asami said as he puzzled his way across the room, trying not to step on anything. Grabbing the whole bottle and a new glass, he pushed the couch back to where it belonged.

Slumping down on the couch, he held the camera he had taken from the coffee table earlier, turning it about in his hands for a couple moments. What have you been capturing lately through your viewfinder, Kitten? The screen brightened and he noticed several files on the memory card.

Dirty DET Members: He already knew all their dirty deeds and passed it by.

Corrupt Cops: Same deal, they were on his pay roll.

Perverts on the Train: Asami's eyebrow raised. They had better not be touching his Kitten. As he looked through the photos, he couldn't stop himself from getting angry.

"I'll just send these to my security team to make sure those bastards won't be able to touch anyone again." Asami spat out.

Casual Crimelord: A smile played on Asami's face as he opened the file, curious as to what his lover had photographed. They were all photos of mannequins with blue jeans and form fitting shirts.

"So this what he does when he goes out shopping?" Asami mused as he neared the end of the file. Asami noticed several pictures of the same outfit, from all angles, "I'll have to surprise my Akihito with this one." Asami smirked.

Snuggle Bunnies: "That is so Akihito." Asami says, opening the file.

This was not what he was expecting. They were all pictures of him. Hundreds of pictures taken without his knowledge. He noticed the most recent ones were from the night before, they were in bed with his Kitten lying against him, looking at his sleeping face. All he saw was the emotion in his lover's eyes. The next photo was Aki placing a gentle kiss on his lips with the same emotion playing on his face.

Asami looked through every photo, him going over paperwork in his home office, asleep on the couch, lighting a cigar, shaving in his robe, and so many others. It was all just their everyday life, until he got to Akihito's birthday trip where they were camping.

A smile appeared when he saw all the pictures of himself chopping wood, photos of him making their dessert. How did he take these without me knowing?

Asami noticed that they were going in reverse order, so he went to the beginning. His eyes narrowed at this one. The angle of the photo was taken from below looking up. Asami was leaned over the roof looking very surprised. That memory was burned into him. The first day they met, when that brat jumped off the roof of the building just to prove he could get away. He still remembered how the boy stuck his tongue out at him, cheeky as he is.

Their beginning was Aki trying to catch him through his viewfinder, always hiding in the dark or behind something. Never in the open or the light of day. As he flipped through he noticed a gradual change. Pictures of Bali while he was still in bandages. That's when there was a light in the captured moments.

Asami's laugh boomed across the room as he saw the bags of chips assault him as they fell out of the cabinet. The bath with the little yellow rubber duckies. So you were trying to force my guard down, you naughty boy. Asami snickered and shook his head. He was down to the last 50 pictures when he quirked his eyebrows at the sight before him. Nudes, at least a dozen of him naked getting out of the shower.

"Yes, you are a very naughty boy indeed, my Akihito." He mused. Asami knew as he turned off the camera that he would do absolutely everything in his power to save his love….lover.

Asami's phone went off, tearing through his thoughts and bringing him back to reality. He answered it with a sigh.

"Asami-sama, would you like for me to take care of his pet for you?"

"No Kei, I just needed some time to think."

"Um…sir…I left a folder outside your door with the information you wanted, and if there is anything else you need me to do please just let me know."

"I'll need you to handle everything at Sion until I'm able to return. And could you please make sure I'm not bothered until in the morning? I have a lot to do tonight."

"No problem, I'll see to it that everything gets done and I'll see you in the morning. Good night, sir."

He walked over to the door to retrieve the file, opening it to find a detailed list of oncologists from around the world, all specializing in what ailed his lover. Now the work begins.

After an hour of fighting with a one pound tiny terrorist with long fluffy ears (horns), Asami finally was back home. God, why would anyone think "that" is a good pet to have. He had been bitted, scratched, and growled at so many times he was about to pull his gun out and shoot it. But that rabbit was just too cute (Not that he would ever admit that to anyone), and he thought Aki would never forgive him if he did shoot it.

Asami closed the rabbit's door and walked back to his office, picking up the file he had earlier tossed onto the desk. Kei had been detailed in his report. There were only four doctors that had a success rate that met his standards and only one that exceeded them. A Dr. Beekley from the US. (A/N OC Doctor is OC. Not a real doctor)

Hours of research later, he knew he needed to talk to this Dr. Beekley, even if he had retired a few months prior. That would not deter him, he would just make him an offer that he couldn't refuse. Right.

Asami was nervous for the first time. He couldn't predict what was going to happen, which was a feeling he hadn't felt in so long. As he waited on the conference call to be answered, he fiddled with a few things on his desk to try and occupy himself. Finally, after a long wait, the doctor answered.

"Hello, Mr. Asami. How can I help you?"

"I've heard that you're the top of your field and I need you to come here for someone." Asami got right to the point.

"As I'm sure you know, I'm retired. But I would be happy to recommend another doctor to you, he's rather excellent."

"No!" Asami almost lost it, "No, it has to be you. I only want the best and you are the best. If it's money, name your price! You will have whatever you ask for."

"I've heard about you, Mr. Asami. Money can't buy you everything, and I'm not lacking in that department. I retired to spend time with my grandchild. I'm sorry, but I can send this case over to one of my former colleagues."

Asami closed his eyes, flashes of Akihito smiling and laughing smothered his anger and pride. "Please, come here and see him yourself." Asami opened his pained eyes, looking at this man who held their lives in the balance, "If you've heard of me, then you should know I never beg for anything…but for him I would do anything. Please, please just meet with him. Look over the tests. Please…please just treat him."

The doctor's face softened as he asked: "Would he do this for you?"

Asami smiled. "He would do more." Asami said with tears filling his eyes.

"So when is your jet getting here?" Dr. Beekley asked, and it was like a wave of relief washed over the crime lord.

"Soon. My men will call you when they land and come to get you."

"You really don't take no for an answer, do you?"

"No, not when the stakes are this high." Asami countered.

"Mr. Asami, you should know that I've looked at his results, and they seem favorable. I won't make any promises of course. Also…can I have your word that no matter the outcome, nothing will happen to my family?"

Asami's face fell. "I would never hurt innocent people. I won't say that I'm a good person, but for him I'll be what he needs me to be. I can guarantee that nothing bad will befall your family by my hand or anyone associated with me. I give you my word."

"Alright, then I'll take your word and I'll start packing." The call ended as Asami received a text. /Landing now, car is waiting/ Asami sighed and relaxed back for a couple of moments before he looked down at his watch. Wow, it's already time to go see my boy.

Asami steps out of the limo at the hospital with more hope than when he left the night before. Asami walked into Aki's room, noticing that the boy was still sleeping. Sliding into the chair next to his bed, Asami pulled the blankets up to cover the sleeping blonde more, before sitting quietly as he waited for Akihito to wake up.

Several hours later, Asami felt the covers under him shift. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you, but my leg was starting to hurt." That's when Asami realized his chest and arms were draped over his lover's legs.

"How long was I asleep?" Asami asked as he straightened up and stretched.

"I wouldn't know, I've only just woke up a few minutes ago." Akihito softly responded, looking away. My Kitten couldn't lie to save his life. Asami thought. The crimelord's eyes drifted to a clock that was hanging on the wall, and was shocked to see it was late afternoon.

"A-Asami…have you thought about what I said last night?" Akihito asked solemnly.

"Akihito, I'm not leaving you. What about "to the ends of the abyss" do you not understand? And why does everyone today think I'm a horrible person?" Asami spat.

"I know you're not, but this isn't something you can just glare at and make it go away. This is life altering kind of shit, Asami."

"Do you think I don't know that? I've been through this before, Akihito. You're not getting rid of me and that is final, Kitten."

"But I don't want you to see…"

"STOP THAT RIGHT NOW TAKABA-SAMA!" They both looked at Rin standing in the doorway.

"I'M SORRY FOR INTRUDING, BUT ASAMI-SAMA WAS UP ALL NIGHT FINDING THE BEST ONCOLOGIST IN THE WORLD FOR YOUR TREATMENT! HE WOULDN'T DO THAT FOR SOMEONE HE COULD SO EASILY LEAVE BEHIND. HE IS VERY PASSIONATE ABOUT YOU, TAKABA-SAMA!"

Asami stood and walked towards the eavesdropping guard. "How exactly do you know that Rin? You were supposed to be here guarding Akihito all night." Asami glared.

"I WOULD NEVER LEAVE MY POST, SIR! NEVER!"

"Then how do you know what I did all night?"

"I cannot say sir."

Asami was about to beat the answers out when-

"Wh-What was he saying about the best in the world, Asami? I thought you were playing about that yesterday. You know I can't afford them and it's not your responsibility!" Akihito's lip quivered pitifully.

Asami pushed Rin out the door and shut it, making his way back to his Aki. "Don't cry Kitten, it's okay. This is all I can do for you. I have more than enough money for ten lifetimes so let me buy a lifetime for you." Asami held him tightly as his lover sobbed into his chest

Akihito pushed back to look at Asami. "I can't believe THE Asami Ryuichi, badass yakuza extraordinaire just said something so mushy." Akihito giggled through his tears.

Asami pulled Aki into a mind melting kiss, his skillful tongue exploring every inch of his lover's mouth before pulling away. Akihito was lost as to what to do, just staring helplessly into Asami's golden eyes.

"Wh-What are you doing?! We are in a hospital, you damn dirty bastard!" He sputtered quickly. Asami wasn't deterred, pulling his flushed Kitten in for another kiss.

"Asa….Asami uh….ah…s-stop…someone umf…is at the door! S-Stop kissing me and please find out who's at the door." Akihito said, pulling out his best puppy eyes.

"You know that doesn't work on me." Asami chuckled, going back for more.

"Oh god, not agai-"The door opened suddenly as Rin entered once again and bowed.

"Before you even start, inside voice!" Asami snapped, irritated that they were once again bothered.

"R-Right…I'm sorry sirs, but this man said he was Takaba-sama's doctor and that you were expecting him?"

The older gentleman crossed the room, staring at the blushing younger man. Akihito quickly recovered, shoving the crimelord off of his bed and extended a hand to greet him. Dr. Beekley smiled down.

"It's nice to meet you! I'm Takaba Akihito, but everyone just calls me Aki."

"Well it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Dr. Beekley, but everyone calls me Gramps." Aki gave the man a funny look at that.

Still, the boy smiled at the doctor. "So what's the game plan, Gramps?"

"Well, I did have a long flight to think about it and come up with a few plans of attack. First we need to remove the large tumor in your stomach to find out what will work best treatment wise. Second we will be using chemotherapy and radiation on the secondary tumors on your lymph nodes," Gramps paused, "But you must know I won't make promises I can't keep. Where it's good that you are young and healthy before this, I won't say I can cure you. There is always a chance that no matter what I do you might not make it."

"This is not the time to say that kind of nonsense, Dr. Beekley!" Asami yelled, standing up from his chair.

Akihito reached out and grabbed his large hand to get his attention. "Asami, if this the only time we have, I don't want any surprises." Asami's chest hurt at those words. No matter how true, he hated that Akihito had to say them.

"It's going to be okay, Asami. I know you wouldn't hire a quack. I trust you. He's the best and we have to listen and do what he says. No more yelling, he knows what he's doing or you wouldn't have brought him here."

"Fine," Asami said unhappily, taking Akihito's hand gently before turning to the doctor, "When are you going to take Akihito to surgery?"

"I would like to do it tomorrow. The sooner the better. But I need to make sure you have everything here that I require."

"Just let me know what you need and you will have it."

"Do you have any questions, Akihito?" Gramps asked

"Um….no, I think I understand everything, but do you have any Asami?"

"Could you give us a few minutes alone, Beekley?" The doctor nodded, shutting the door softly behind himself as he exited.

"Asami, I'm scared." Akihito's head dropped to his chest. A large, warm hand cupped under his lover's chin, bringing Aki's eyes back up to his.

"I'm scared too, but I know how strong you are. You're a fighter, a stubborn, bullheaded fighter. You're the same brat with a fighting spirit so strong he fearlessly jumped off the roof of Sion. And don't you ever forget that." Asami smiled.

"I know, but this different, I feel so helpless."

"Stop, you aren't helpless and don't ever say that again. You are one of the strongest people I have ever known. Just stay strong, and keep fighting."

Asami leaned over, wrapping his arms around Akihito, taking in his lover's scent. Apples and Vanilla. He never knew he would like those scents, but now he couldn't live without them.

A knock at the door told them it was time. "I will be here when you wake up, Akihito. So don't keep me waiting for too long." Asami gave the blonde one final kiss as he looked deeply into those blue eyes.

"Yeah Yeah, I'll see you soon you mushy bastard." Akihito stuck out his tongue and gave his signature cheeky smile.