Disclaimer: I do not own Viewfinder and make no profit from this story.

Warnings: Violence, Drugs, OOC, Smex, Dark Angst

Pairings: ?

Summary: Asami meets a young man that he can mold into what he wants and help out for his own purposes.

Notes: Hello readers, this is a rewrite of Help and the titled has been changed to Molding Help. Please tell me what you think. This is more on the underworld and dark angst. Hope you enjoy and remember comments help me write more.

Asami lit up a cigarette as he overlooked the city below his club. It was a busy night, and usually he would mingle with the guests trying to find a night of bliss but not tonight. He had a meeting that Kira, a young man, who thought he was gaining bonus points with him by introducing him to someone. It was boring and a pain. He couldn't believe he agreed to the meeting. He had no details that made him a little concern. It could be dangerous by all accounts. This is the reason why Kirishima was in the room. He would make sure that everything will remain safe. If this meeting became boring, he was going to have Kira see the truth behind the underworld.

The door opened revealing Kira with a young man. He saw them through the glass of the window. He took a drag of the cigarette blowing out gray smoke into the air. He turned around to see the young man with a bad dye job and his eyes were dull. He stood a few inches shorter than him. He saw him a little too thin to anyone taste. The young man wore long sleeves even though it was very warm out. He asked as he crashed his cigarette into the ashtray on the table, "What brings you here?" Kira went to open his mouth and he silenced him, "I asked him not you."

Everything went silent in the room as those dull hazel eyes stared at him. They were dazed and glazed. The young man took a step forward, speaking, "I heard you can take care of problems." He chuckled lightly and coldly, "Only if there is something worth it." The man quickly said, "Take care of it and my body is yours." He tilted his head. Now, it had his attention. Even though the man looked like he crawled out of the hole didn't destroy the beauty that could come out. Also, it kind of came at a perfect time.

"Is that so?" He finally replied with a smirk on his face. It was cold and calculating. Kirishima only pushed up his glasses trying to hide the knowing look toward him. He walked toward the young man, lifting his chin up to look at him closely. He ordered, "Strip." There was a moment of fear flashing but it disappeared quickly. The young man pulled off his shirt, pushed his pants, and took off his boxers as he flipped off his shoes. He circled him, studying him. There were scars on the boy's back. He looked at the arms to see track marks. He didn't care. It was his living to sell drugs to people like him. There were some scars on his wrists from what looked like suicide attempts.

To his great surprised, the boy didn't flinch or show an emotion as he studied his body. He looked over the body to notice that even with all the scars, it was a pale beauty something he could shape it to be. He ran his hand up the chest, feeling the goosebumps running across the skin. He smirked to finally have a reaction. He walked away and sat down. He saw Kira trying to avoid contract with the boy. Kirishima on the other hand tilted his head, studying him too. He spoke, "What is it that you want me to do, Takaba Akihito?" Akihito looked at him without an inch of fear or emotion toward what he requested, "I want my step-father killed. I do not care how."

He lit up a cigarette taking a drag. As he blew out gray smoke, he didn't say anything to keep the silence as he thought about the deal. It came at a perfect time and he was never one to pass up a gift before his eyes. He tapped his cigarette against the ashtray, speaking, "You are selling your soul to a devil." Akihito made no comment or movement. He stated, "Very well. Tonight, Kira will take you to my personal doctor and then to my condo." He waved his hand which Akihito took it as a way to get dressed and leave with Kira.

Kirishima walked over to the bar and made him a drink. As it was handed to him, he chuckled, "This is a gift. Find everything about the boy and deal with his step-father." Kirishima bowed his head and finally spoke, "Kisa-san is here to see you, Asami-sama." He nodded his head as files appeared on his desk. He spoke before Kirishima walked out the door, "What do you think of the little gift?" Kirishima didn't turn around as he answered, "He should be perfect, Ryuichi." The guard left without saying anything else. He typed as he looked over the files. He was sure Kisa would come in soon enough. It was time.

Kisa entered and sat down silent. He kept working on his reports without taking a glance toward the teenager. He replied, "You will take care of some meetings tonight. Suoh will be with you and you better count on him." Kisa replied in an emotionless voice, "Of course, Asami-sama." He knew there would be never any disrespect from the boy. Kisa still had a long way to go but this was part of their lives. They ruled the underworld and it would be best to learn every detail of it young.

He finally looked up to see the same eye color staring at him calmly and unafraid. Some part of him regretted the path this teenager must take but it disappeared to realize no matter what this was the path design for them. He inspected that the brown hair was in place and the other look good enough for the meeting. He nodded his approval and replied, "Be prepared for anything." The teen nodded his head and left the room.

He went back to his work as he heard a knock on the door. He smirked as he realized his personal guard knew how quickly it was important for him to have information. He ordered, "Enter." Kirishima came in with a thick file and set it in front of him. He saw the name of the boy who made a deal with him. He flipped it open seeing hospital records and the reports on it. He hummed, "The police really should have realized the abuse." Kirishima didn't say a word but he knew the other was tense and rage was building inside of him. He flipped page by page reading the drugs that Akihito was caught with. He tapped out a cigarette and his guard lit it for him. As he exhaled, he replied, "I leave him to you, Kei." Kirishima bowed his head, stating two words, "With pleasure." He waved his guard out. He tapped the folder, whispering to the empty office, "Perfect indeed."

He put away his files deciding to head to his condo for the night. He wasn't going to worry about Kisa. He sent Suoh with him who knew the ropes and what was needed to be done. If there would be any problems, he would hear about it. It was time to shape his little pet into what he needed. He locked his records up and left the office locking the door behind. He didn't feel like mingling tonight since his blood was going wild. He went out the back way to get to his car. Kira should have got the doctor records and tests by now. His doctor knew to get information quick and ready for him to read. He paid him good to get those results.

It took him a good hour with traffic to get to his condo. He cracked his back and neck as he made his way to his floor. He unlocked the door and entered. Kira was standing there tall and straight without slacking off one bit. He glanced toward the boy who was shaking terribly. He asked, "How long has he been like that?" Kira answered with a bow of his head, "For half an hour." Akihito looked at him, pleading. He ordered, "The file." Kira handed it to him and he told him to get lost; his duties were done for the night.

He sat down, reading over every possible test and every medical history and tests from all other doctors. He spoke, "How do you shoot up?" Akihito stayed silent, but did turn his eyes away from him. He took a deep breath as he spoke, "You were high when you saw me. Changing your mind?" Akihito screamed, "No!" The boy slammed his lips together as he kept his eyes away from him. It was pleasing. He stood up, lifting the chin and turning it to look at him. He knew the boy was safe in diseases at least. It meant the young man was smart about his dependence.

The shakes were very noticeable. He pulled the boy from the seat, whispering into Akihito's ear, "Better never cross me or you never know what could happen." The man shook in his hold, but he couldn't tell if it was fear or the other needing his fix. He helped Akihito into the back room, stating, "Sit down. We have rules." Akihito sat down, nodding his head in understanding to him. He pushed the shady dye job hair that needed redone. He sat down, pushing a button to show off a secret place. He unlocked it and took out a small bag of white powder.

"What is that?" Akihito finally questioned. It seemed he was more interest now. He smirked toward the boy, speaking, "One rule, only I can let you have your fix." He ran his finger over the high cheek bones. There was a shiver across the man. He ordered, "Sit on my lap." Without even a question, Akihito did what he ordered. He did a line out for the boy and stated, "Second rule, you will be able to manage your body form." He held Akihito back before he went for his fix. He continued, "Third rule, I can do whatever I want. You will know pleasure, not pain." He felt the body shake in his hold. Akihito pleaded, "Please." He let the boy get his fix while he watched. He saw the drug choices the boy did and he will monitor each fix.

He let the drug take affect over the body. He unzipped Akihito's pants, feeling the boy tense in his hold. He leaned toward the ear, "Pleasure and that's it." The drug took more affect, calming the young man down. He slowly put his hand inside the pants taking the cock into his hand. There was a tense moment. He asked, "Did he do this?" Akihito answered in a weak voice, "Pain." He licked at the ear lobe, stating once again, "Only pleasure. I treat my lovers with pleasure, maybe some kinks but that can be later." He started to rub the cock, twisting his hand in a pleasing way as a moan sounded out of Akihito's mouth.

He asked, "Did you feel this?" Akihito answered in a soft voice, "Never." He worked the cock, feeling the body twist against him in ways that was making him hard, but he had to hold off. He had to mold the boy slowly. He stroked a few more times until he heard a loud moan and seed covering his hand. He smirked as he whispered, "Pleasure my pet." He grabbed some tissues from the desk and started to clean them up.

To his shock, the boy was on his knees ready to unzip his pants. He grabbed the hands. The glazed over hazel eyes looked at him confused and the voice spoke, "I should…" He replied, "Not tonight. I will tell you when." Akihito stood up, looking around the room but remained silent. He wanted to get some fierceness out which he saw in the eyes for a few seconds at his office. He stood up, stating, "I'll show you your room. Starting tomorrow, you will eat three meals a day."

He made sure Akihito was comfortable as he heard a knock at the door. He went and opened it not in the least surprised to see Kirishima standing there with a different pair of clothes on than what he had on earlier. He stepped to the side to let Kirishima into the condo. He asked, "Is it done?" Kirishima answered, "Yes." He shut the door pinning the man against it. He sealed the lips into a fierce kiss. He knew what his lovers wanted and needed the most. He made sure of it.

He broke the kiss, stating with a smirk, "On the bed, bare." He didn't have to tell him twice as Kirishima moved to the bedroom by habit. He glanced toward the door way of the second room to see hazel eyes looking at him. He walked to the boy, lifting the chin. No words were spoken to him. He chuckled, "Do not worry you will learn. Maybe one day you can join in the fun." He walked toward his room not even waiting for Akihito response even if he had one. Tonight was time to release the bent up lust he was keeping at bay for the last few days. It was difficult when there were too many meetings and events to attend to.

As he entered the room, he let his eyes wonder over inch of the body in his bed. He shut the door, uncaring that Akihito could walk in while they are in the act. He loosened his tie and pondered out loud, "How should we work this tonight?" Kirishima remained silent while keeping his eyes on him. He took off his suit jacket and took off the holster with his guns. He walked toward the bed leaning over the nude body. He knew it well. He knew every scar on it as well as every spot that drove his lover nuts. Too bad Kirishima was not allowed to stand where he could use him the most.

He let the guard unbutton his top and remove his shirt. He felt the hands mold against his skin. He chuckled darkly, "I see you need more tonight." He heard the door open and he glanced back to see Akihito leaning against the door frame. There was curiosity in the eyes even as the boy was feeling good with the fix. He ordered, "Come in and shut the door. I'll show you a lover to me." It was quick but it seemed the boy was trying to find something. Maybe this will benefit him. Kirishima's eyes were filled with more desire. He leaned down to the ear, whispering, "Like being watched, my dear friend."

Akihito finally said something, "I don't like being alone." It was fear in the voice. He glanced toward him while Kirishima stayed put. He motion toward the chair, tossing him a blanket. The curiosity might be there but there is also fear behind the young man. Akihito most likely never had someone to look out for him. He shook his head away from it as he knew his attention needed to be on his lover tonight too. This was a way for Kirishima to handle their harsh life. It was the reason why he couldn't have Kirishima in a different position in his life.

He ended his thoughts as he sealed the lips into a heated kiss. He ran his hand down the body, trying to get it worked up for their fun tonight. He moved his hand lower and lower. He heard a hitch in the kiss that he swallowed up. He ran his hand over the cock, working it. He felt hands ran across his back, not pushing or pulling. Kirishima was trained to his teasing ways and his kinks. He broke the kiss, watching as Kirishima started to pant. He started to kiss down the neck and the chest, taking a nipple into his mouth biting and sucking at it. Fingers tangled into his hair.

He heard a small gasp from the chair. It seemed the fear was also the desire to see something he never had; a lover who cared. Kirishima leaned to his ear, whispering for no one but him to hear, "Show him with me." It seemed Kirishima was having a soft spot for the little pet he was going to mold into what he wanted. He slowly kissed down the toned body. He fought tooth and nail for Kirishima to become the man he became. There were scars left still but nothing like the first time they met. He toyed with the belly button, gaining a soft groan from his lover.

He went further down, taking the cock into his mouth. His eyes stared up as Kirishima who was biting his lips to stay silent, but it didn't stop the small noises coming from Akihito who seemed to try to understand the pleasure of watching. He sucked hard, enjoying the way Kirishima continued to try to keep his voice down. The way Akihito was sounding in the chair sounded like he would be a screamer. He let go of the cock with a popping sound as he worked back up the body. He laughed as he kissed the lips that were bleeding from the other man from biting them, his little pleasure.

He broke the kiss to hear a pant of his name from Kirishima, "Ryuichi." He smirked down at the man who was his lover for the night and many other nights for that matter. He sat up, glancing toward the wide eyed young man. He turned back to his lover, who he knew tonight was reliving a past that was best left in that. He stood up, letting Kirishima take off his pants. He pushed the man back down as he grabbed some lube. He heard a deep growl. He knew Kirishima wanted it hard and rough but tonight they had a guest to ensure and mold.

He ordered, "Spread yours legs, Kei." He lubed his fingers as he slowly entered one by one. Kirishima was glaring at him but he gave one look that had the look disappear in seconds. He glanced back to see hazel eyes trying to stop looking but unable to. He remarked, "Do not be afraid of watching. He's fine with it, my little pet." He pushed his fingers deeper to gain a beautiful sound at last from Kirishima. He smirked down asking, "What do you want, Kei?" Kirishima moaned as he stared at him, "Tease. Please."

He heard another gasp from the boy in the room, but he ignored it at the moment. He pulled out his fingers, ordering, "Lube me." Kirishima was ready to glare but he sealed the lips in a deep kiss. He felt the hand go around his cock, lubing him up for the moment they become one. He broke the kiss, seeing Kirishima panting and his face in totally pleasure. He glanced toward the boy to see his stare was fixed on them. He could read the boy like an open book. He saw curious and trying to understand the act.

He stopped the hand as he ordered, "Turn over." Kirishima got into the position. He did like to see his lovers, but tonight he knew Kirishima needed something else altogether. He positioned himself, slowly entering. He felt the hips try to slam back but he kept them tight, ordering with a growl, "Behave." He heard a little whimper and he cursed himself. He was trying to show the man that the act could be pleasing not pain. He shook his head as he felt him go deeper inside Kirishima.

He stopped as the hips shook in his hold. He knew Kirishima wanted the rough but not tonight. He had to mold Akihito into what he wanted. It was too much of a perfect gift to give up. He pulled out, slowly entering. Kirishima begged, "Faster, please." He took a glance toward the young man sitting there, fixated on them. He gave to his lover and thrust in and out a little quicker. He knew Kirishima was biting his lips even though a few moans escaped the lips. He loved unwinding Kirishima's calm personality. He thrust deep gaining a good moan which made him smirk.

The sounds from his lover were making him forget a watcher in the room. He went in and out, finding that special spot that made Kirishima break down and make more sounds. He ran his hand down the back and chest, gaining shivers. He went lower and lower until he heard Kirishima plead with him again. He started to kiss at the neck, licking at the ear lobe. He rubbed against the thick cock and the hips snapped back. The calm personality was breaking down. It was beautiful. Too bad tonight he couldn't watch the facial expressions on his lover. In two seconds, he felt the seed fly over his hand and the muscles tighten around him. He thrust a few times riding out his release.

He pulled out, noticing Akihito beat red and mouth hanging open. He could tell the young man was excited. The eyes even high looking were filled with desire. Kirishima was trying to overcome the passion. He looked between the two. He leaned toward his lover, whispering, "Show him how good your skills are." Kirishima turned his head to look toward Akihito, and then looked at him for a direction. He stood up walking toward Akihito. He pushed the mess up hair out of the face. He ordered, "Come here, Kirishima."

He saw fear in the hazel eyes as he stood behind the chair. He spoke calmly, "I will only show you pleasure, Takaba." Kirishima knelt before Akihito, watching the boy closely as he unzipped the pants, pulling out the hard cock. Akihito was tense and he put his hands on the shoulders, stating again, "Kei is my lover. He will never go against me. He will show you pleasure as well." Akihito asked in a small voice, "No pain?" He turned the head, kissing the lips softly. In seconds, Akihito melted to him. He pulled away, nodding his head toward his lover.

He kept his hands on the shoulders as Kirishima started to work the cock with his hands and licking it. He felt the shivers. The sounds escaping the lips were beautiful. He couldn't wait until Akihito was ripe to pick. Pale hands grabbed his as the boy was experiencing something he never did in his young life. Kirishima was sucking at the cock, going up and down. He knew how good that mouth was and the pleasure it could bring. Akihito moaned loudly and remained tensed. He licked at the ear, stating, "It is okay. Let go." In seconds, there was a loud shout and watched as Kirishima swallowed the release. The boy was leaning back, panting and the face was flushed.

He told Kirishima, "Clean up." The guard now nodded his head and went to work in the bedroom. He looked down to see the bliss on Akihito's face. He helped the boy fix up and asked, "Why did you really come in my room?" The boy tensed and there was the fear again. He went to his night stand, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. He glanced back to see the eyes wild looking. He stated, "There is no pain involved, but you didn't come because you like to be with someone nor did you come to truly watch us. I want to know." Akihito looked away, stating, "I'm only good for pleasing."

He went toward the boy, watching as the hazel eyes disappeared as they closed. The body was tense and shaking in fear. He lifted the chin, seeing the hazel eyes looking at him. The fear was very clear to him. He had to work on it. He stated, "I do like those who please me. I am not a nice person. This is my path which is darkness. To gain that darkness, you must do something that will hurt my organization." He leaned down, stating, "As my new lover, you will receive pleasure as much as you give. I will teach you that."

He ran his hand over the pale skin, enjoying the way Akihito turned toward the touch. He heard Kirishima by the door and spoke, "I have some meetings in the morning. Akihito will be with us tomorrow." He heard a response and the guard leaving. He went toward the private bathroom to get cleaned up, noting that Akihito was looking around the room. He told the young man, "Get some sleep." He went into his bathroom and turned on the shower. He stepped inside letting the wash away his little time of bliss. He leaned his head back, enjoying the silence. He enjoyed the time away from his dark world at times. He needed more stress relief but not tonight.

After spending about thirty minutes in his shower, he walked out with a towel wrapped around his waist and a towel he used to dry his hair. He glanced up to see Akihito standing by the window. He tossed the hair towel into the laundry basket, asking, "What are you doing up?" The man turned around to look at him. For a second he saw a fire in those eyes that seemed to make him crave the boy more. Akihito walked toward him, stating, "I met men like you before. They are never done with one round." He tilted his head to the side, seeing a side of the boy he didn't think would show. He chuckled, "I see you have more fear than you realize. Do you think this is a way to stay in my good graces?"

Akihito froze in step and he realized that he hit the right spot. He walked to the boy, stating, "That is right, my body still demands more." Akihito showed some more fear. He smirked toward him as he stated, "Want to feel away from this world. The drugs do it for you." He went to his jacket, grabbing a little something that he put in there when he left his club. He waved the boy over as he sat on the edge of the bed. It was having the right effect on Akihito. When Akihito sat down, he pulled open some pleasing drugs. He stated, "Breath it only." He snapped open the container and let the boy sniff it and breathe it in.

He felt hesitate hands run up his leg. It was pleasing to see how far he could push but also to see how he could mold the boy. He was going to hold off, but seeing how Akihito was program that could be dangerous for him. He needed to mold Akihito to what he wanted. He took off the towel, commanding, "Touch it." In seconds, the small hand was wrapped around his cock, rubbing and stroking it. He grabbed the hand giving a little helping hand to the way he liked to be touched. Before it gone further, his phone blared to life. He let Akihito continued as he answered, "Yes." He listened to the speaker and his entire attitude changed in seconds. He hissed low, "I'll be there in five minutes. Call Kirishima."

After he hung up, he stopped the boy who looked at him. He stated, "I'm afraid tonight is off." Akihito spoke, "But you aren't…" He sealed the lips. As he pulled back from the deep kiss, he stated, "I want you to get some sleep. Do not leave the condo until I say otherwise." He got dress without getting a response. He walked out of his condo, locking the door behind him. His aura is different than before.

It took him about five minutes to get to the docks as his men circled around. He walked forward, seeing Suoh standing there. He glanced to the side to see Kisa standing there, trying not to look at him. He walked over, lifting the face even though Kisa was trying to step back from him. He saw the bandage over the shoulder and a bruise forming. He let go and turned to the man on his knees begging for his life. He walked to him, stating, "Attacking is foolish." Kisa spoke, "Asami-sama, it…" "Enough." He growled to silence the teen. He pulled out his gun, pointing it at the man's head, but moved it in seconds to shot him in the leg. He turned away, hearing the plea for his life and ordered, "Cut three fingers off and send it to his boss." He heard the fear, "No! Please!" He looked at Kisa, ordering, "Return to the mansion." He left knowing his orders would be followed. Pretty soon, he will make an example of those who dare attack.