Title: Tell Me What The Rain Knows
Paring: Asami x Akihito
Rate: NC – 17
Spoilers: None… I think…
Summary: AU. Sometimes you walk the right path and sometimes you walk the wrong one. The problem is when the wrong turns to be the right. Or the right turns to be the wrong. But that is something Akihito will have to find out.
Disclaimer: I don't own Viewfinder. If I did Asami would be a bigger bastard.
Author's note: So... yah. Nothing to say. No wait! My cat is so adorable, recently he started to wake me up while licking my nose. So cute! .
Tell Me What The Rain Knows
Chapter 5
Akihito moans softly when something soft makes its way down his waist to his legs and up to cover his ass. It grabs his ass's cheek and pulls him closer to something hard and warm. He was so getting used to these feelings. The way his body seems to fit Asami's and the warm he could never say no to. Akihito is happy when Asami decides to stay in bed. He never really liked to wake up alone. It always made him feel it was all a dream; it made him wonder if he was still in that dark, cold room.
A large hand travels up his back till his hair. Akihito sighs and rests his head on Asami's neck. It was strange, Asami always had this dangerous aura but Akihito never really felt fear. There were times he had seen Asami talking in a cold, calm voice at the phone and a cold shiver had run down his body. Yet Asami never tried to hurt him in any way. Asami would order him around and talk in a calm, serious tone but never made him feel fear.
Akihito whimpers as Asami's hand wraps around his half erect cock, gently stroking the awakening member. Unconsciously, Akihito presses his body to Asami's, his hand travels down Asami's hard, soft abdomen and warps around Asami's large cock. Akihito's mind goes blank as his instincts become wide awake.
Asami watches silently as Akihito lets his instincts take over and abandons himself to the pleasure. Asami's suspicions proved right. The thought that Akihito was trained to pleasure a partner without noticing had been in Asami's mind for some time. Akihito would defy his orders and glare at him but unconsciously the boy would do as he was told. Asami knew from the beginning Akihito had a dark past. But as the evidences slowly revealed to him he instantly knows he has to act. Asami is still in the dark as to whom are the people Akihito is so afraid of but he was sure they would come around. Akihito's face had been in the front page of journals all week and everyone knows who Asami is.
Asami leaves his thoughts as Akihito starts to pant and his sweet body starts to shake. His boy is near breaking point. He knows Akihito is holding his orgasm. He had seen his previous lovers do the same, only coming when Asami would say so. Asami keeps stroking Akihito's hard cock feeling his own orgasm building.
"Come for me, my little Akihito."
Asami's voice was deep and soft and Akihito's mind did as it was told. The loud cry Akihito let out spoke volumes to Asami. The older male feels Akihito's hand squeeze his hard cock making him come, a deep growl leaving Asami's throat.
Asami holds Akihito, pressing him to his heated body. Asami was fascinated at how fast he got used to have Akihito sleep with him; at having someone to hold and wake up with. It did not bother him. There are few things that bother Asami these days. He is a powerful man and can take care of his two multimillionaire businesses; both legal and illegal. He dislikes having more than two guards with him when traveling or taking care of businesses. Kirishima and Suoh were more than enough to watch is back.
"I need to get breakfast ready."
Asami looks down at his boy, an eyebrow lifting. Akihito is still fully pressed against him, his hand traveling up and down Asami's defined abdomen. Akihito seems way too content with their intimate act.
"You seem too comfortable to even move, less to go make breakfast."
Akihito moans in frustration and rolls to the other side of the bed. Asami can be such a jerk sometimes. The boy sighs and gets out of bed running his hand over his face trying to take the sleep away. Akihito heads to the shower not noticing Asami is watching is naked ass.
Asami watches the boy go into the bathroom, closing the door. The older man fetches a cigarette and lights it up. Asami rests his back against the bedhead. Akihito is way too amusing. The boy is adorable too but clueless most of the time. The photo of them together has been out for more than two weeks. The people Asami contracted to look after Akihito have found nothing out of the ordinary. And Asami was sure by now someone would have made a move. Akihito could not be afraid of ghosts.
The older male looks up as the bathroom's door opens and a wet Akihito comes out. Asami is one to never deny his desires and Akihito is exactly what Asami likes in a lover. Small and slim. So he can fit perfectly against his body. But fierce enough to fight him and create the trill of a hunt. And Akihito would always be the prey.
"I am hungry so I think I will make a Japanese breakfast." Akihito looks at the older male just to find him staring at him. Akihito walks to the bed and grabs a par of pants before disappear into the bathroom again.
He could never trust Asami when the man would look at him like he was some innocent animal ready to be dinner. It made him hot and want something he could not figure out what. What Asami did to him early in the morning was enough to make him think. A blush makes its way to Akihito's face as realization draws in those hazel eyes.
"Oh God! I just helped him come!"
-VF-
Asami finish his breakfast as his phone ring. He pulls it out of his jacket and answers it in a cold professional tone.
"Asami."
"Asami-sama!" Asami looks at Akihito who is busy cleaning the dishes "I have what you asked, send Kirishima-san over."
Asami shakes his head and ends the call without saying a word. He watches Akihito walk into the living room picking up his bag.
"You have school today?"
"No, but I need to finish a project so I need the black room at college."
"I will give you a ride." Asami watches Akihito's expression change from happy to terror.
"N-no. I can walk. It's not that far."
Asami nods putting his mobile away. Akihito hates when Asami offers to take him to college. It was bad enough he has a collar he does not need to appear in a BMW.
"Akihito." The boy was almost out of the house before Asami's voice stops him "Come home early; I have a dinner with a client and I want you to come."
Akihito looks at the older man before nodding and leaving. Why did Asami always made it seem like a request when it was actually an order? The boy sighs. He hates when Asami makes him meet people. It is embarrassing! They are from Asami's world. Dark and dangerous and Akihito wants to have nothing to do with it. The boy still has nightmares about his past. Yet it seems to amuse Asami when Akihito wakes up screaming. But what scares Akihito the most is the fact that Asami does not make questions. The man simply watches him and somehow comforts him.
He shakes his head at the thought. Asami is a strange man. He is cold and scary one second and caring and concerned the next. It confuses him. Not that Akihito would say it out loud. You never know who is listening. The boy makes his way outside the building and heads to his college. It is a bright and warm day. Akihito could not remember when he felt so at peace. Sure the bossy man was scary but Akihito was actually glad Asami took him in. The collar could be off him but with time Akihito grow used to it. People's stares stopped bothering him.
Akihito makes his way into college nodding and waving at some friends. The boy never thought he could be so social and relaxed. It felt good after so long living in fear and darkness. As he walks into the darkroom Akihito stops and turns. He is sure he felt someone staring at him. Maybe it is one of Asami's men. Akihito knows they exist. The boy is not that stupid. After years of being followed and watched one is used to it. With a shrug, Akihito walks in the darkroom noticing Hana is already there. The girl is his partner on a project about World News. After spending hours discussing the topic, they finally agreed that showing what is good in the world was better than the sad and dramatic news. Both Akihito and Hana want to change the world.
"You are late." Hana is one of those people that do not tolerate lateness. She loath it, actually. Akihito made the mistake of being late once and Hana turned into a demon.
"Sorry. I had to make breakfast."
"Oh? Your rich woman likes breakfast in bed?" Well, Asami was no woman. Rich, yes. Woman, no! And not in bed. Asami insisted to eat with Akihito every morning when the boy had early classes. Akihito liked it actually. It felt normal.
"Haha not really. More like watch me eat." It was not a total lie. Asami did watch Akihito eat.
With a soft hum the small brunette girl moves around the room in her orange summer dress. Akihito places his camera bag on the table and starts to develop the photos for their project. They worked nice and fast. It is so much easy to work when you are comfortable not only with your partner but with yourself. As they choose the photos, Akihito's cellphone starts to ring making the boy jump. With a groan, he picks it up not checking the ID.
"Yes?" his eyes focus once more on the photos in front of him and Akihito points to a sepia one with two kids feeding the birds with their mother watches with a warm smile and shiny eyes.
"Are you still in college?"
Asami's rich and deep voice makes Akihito shiver while closing his eyes. Thoughts of the morning activity fills the boy's mind.
"Yes. But I am finishing. One hour more and I'm done. Do you need anything?" It feels so natural to talk to the older man. It scares Akihito.
"Come have lunch with me. Souh will go pick you up."
"Sure." As if Asami would take a 'no'.
Asami ends the call without another word. The older male was so cold sometimes. Akihito sighs and picks another photo taking his time looking at it. The old woman in it was smiling while watering some flowers. Lilies. Akihito remembers the woman say they were her husband's favorite. It made the boy wonder if someone was going to remember him like that old woman remembered her dead husband.
Probably not.
After the photos are selected and the portfolio done, both students say their goodbye and walks away. As Asami promised, Souh was waiting for Akihito. The black BMW with tinted windows had every student's attention on. With a loud sigh the boy walks to the tall, blond body guard who bows his head opening the back door. With a 'thank you', Akihito get's in the car and rest his head against the leather sit. His college life is over. Kou is going to talk non-stop about the car and his 'rich woman' whereas Takato will simply be Takato and tease Akihito.
With a sigh, the boy rests his elbow on the car's door while looking at two tall men before the car pulls away from his college. A frowns marks his face. Akihito has seen one of the men before but he could not remember where. Maybe he is a teacher. Akihito sighs once more and relaxes on the sit, closing his eyes. The young male does not want to see Asami so soon. Not after the morning they had. Akihito blushes as the memories appear in his mind's eyes. He can still feel the older man's hands on him.
"Sir, we have arrived."
Akihito groans and opens his eyes to see his door open and Souh waiting patiently. With laziness, Akihito makes his way out of the car and follows Souh once the men closes the door and locks the car. The expensive Japanese restaurant is busy with many well dressed people. Some are in traditional Japanese cloths while sitting on the soft pillows. Akihito makes a face. He would have to sit on one too, did he not? His knees were so going to hurt. Not to mention his legs would go numb in seconds.
Souh leads Akihito away from the entrance and into a private room where Asami is talking to some old man. Akihito eyes the stranger with a frown waiting for Asami to acknowledged him. The younger male knows to not disturb the older male when he is on business. After what seems like forever, Asami looks at Akihito and, with a simple look, tells him to sit. The stranger stops taking and looks at him while raising his eyebrows. Ignoring the stranger Akihito sits next to Asami keeping his back straight and his hands on his lap.
He remembers Asami telling him how to sit and behave. God he hates that word. Behave. Akihito heard it to many times when he was younger and they would take him out to meet people. Asami's hand land over his and Akihito slowly looks up at the man. The bastard stares at Akihito for a few seconds before turning to the stranger.
"Don Joon Che, please meet my lover, Akihito." Asami introduces with affection in his voice. Akihito shivers. The bastard is such a great actor.
"Nice meeting you." Akihito says bowing his head slightly.
The stranger – Akihito now knows is Korean and suspects a member of a mafia – eyes him with deep brown eyes and perfect styled hair before turning to Asami without so much greeting Akihito.
"I see you got yourself some interesting find." Don Joon Che comments causally while taking a drink of his green tea. "Is it him who everyone is talking? You sure gave a show at Morobashi's party. Some say your boy was more pretty than the to be bride." The Korean chuckles while lighting a cigarette.
A waitress in traditional clothes appear and take the order from the two older males before walking away. Akihito hates that he cannot ask for what he wants. Yet he prefers to be silent and have a meal than talk and have a pissed off Asami later.
The lunch goes slowly for Akihito who simply eats in silent aside replying to so questions from the Korean man. At some point, their conversation turned to another language Akihito suspects its Korean. Akihito wants to groan and protest. His back hurt from being so straight, his legs are numb, his knees hurt and he needs to pee. Asami places his hand on Akihito's tight and gives it a squeeze making Akihito tense.
"We are leaving, go to bathroom if you need."
Akihito almost cries as he stands up slowly on shaky legs and walks to the bathroom. The young male goes about his business, taking his time before washing his hands. His hazel eyes drift to the mirror above the sink. The normal leather collar mocking at him. During lunch, Akihito saw Don Joon Che eye it. It hurt his pride, Akihito had to admit. His past was a dark one but he was never collared. Handcuffed, yes. Collared, never.
With a long sigh, Akihito walks out the bathroom and to the private room to find Asami alone. The older male looks up at his boy before gently standing up. Asami's hand lands softly on Akihito's cheek, his golden eyes emotionless.
"You did well today, pet." Akihito swallows as he blushes.
He feels Asami's lips land on his making Akihito opens his mouth without hesitation. He wanted nothing more than a comfortable lunch with Asami. Akihito wanted to enjoy the other man's company not be tense all the time! But no, Asami had to ruin his dreams!
Asami's tongue maps the inside of Akihito's mouth slowly, feeling his boy's body relax. His large hand caresses Akihito's cheek gently. His boy moans into the kiss while lifting his hand to Asami's sides to hold himself up. Asami breaks the kiss opening his eyes to look at a flushed Akihito. Today had been a test to see if Akihito knew his place and understood all the rules Asami have been giving him since they met. And Asami is proud to say his boy did amazingly well.
"Go home if you have no more classes nor projects to finish." Asami orders letting go completely of Akihito.
"I have plans with some friends." He complains while following Asami out of the restaurant. "We are going to the movies. There is this awesome horror movie I want to watch."
Souh opens the car's back door and Akihito walks in before Asami. It is a habit. Akihito curses while Asami chuckles. He was not supposed to get in the car.
"Very well, you can go see the movie but I want dinner ready when I get home." Asami commands when the car pulls to the busy street.
"Were we not going to have dinner with some client of yours?"
"It was canceled." The older male leans on Akihito and places a kiss on the boy's neck, above the collar. Akihito moans pulling away slightly making Asami grin. The car stops next to a small cafe. "Go have your fun, pet."
Akihito jumps out without a word and watches as the car pulls away.
-VF-
The big penthouse is filled with mouth watering smells. The sound of the TV mixes with the soft classical music and Akihito's humming. Asami places his bag on a chair and pulls his suit's jacket out resting it on the chair's back before taking off his tie. Silently, the older male walks to the master bedroom to put the gun away.
Akihito once almost fainted when he saw the gun. Asami does not know why and Akihito simply said he does not like guns.
After undressing and putting some comfortable clothes on, Asami walks back to the living room to turn off the TV. Asami noticed a while back Akihito needs to have noise around him. He needs to have someone talking. They were once eating dinner silently and Akihito would not stop stirring until the younger male got up and turned on the TV. Then proceeded to have a calming dinner.
Asami walks in the kitchen to see Akihito putting the dishes on the counter and taking the plates out. The boy in so into his own thoughts he does not notice Asami until he turns and almost crushes on him. With a whelp, Akihito jumps back and place a hand over his fast beating heart.
"Fuck! You bastard! Could you not scare me like that?" He yells before taking deep breaths. "Dinner is ready, let me set the table." Akihito mumbles grabbing the plates. Asami does not move from the doorway where he is resting his sides against. "Bastard, move!"
"Akihito, we spoke about what language you should use and what language you should not use." He warns lowly still not moving.
Akihito sighs looking down at the floor. Why is Asami mad? He was fine at lunch. Did someone piss him off? And now Akihito would have to deal with a mad Asami. Life is tiring. After a few minutes, Asami moves out and walks to the dinning room, sitting down. Akihito, sets the table and brings the food out.
They eat in silence.
Akihito cleans the table while Asami walks to the couch with a glass of whiskey in hand. His boy comes to sit on the floor between his legs, resting his head on Asami's tight. Unlike any other night Asami does not reach to run his fingers over his pet's hair. Instead, Asami grabs the file siting next to him and drops it on the coffee table. Akihito looks up at him with a frown.
"Open." Asami commands in a deep, dark voice, taking a drink of his expensive whiskey.
Without hesitation, Akihito reaches for the file and open it. His eyes widen and his face pales. How? How did Asami...? The younger male swallows in dry and tears fills his eyes. Why? Why did Asami...? How...?
"Akihito, please explain to me why you are a scientific experiment."
