Disclaimer: I do not own Viewfinder, Yamane-sensei does.

Warnings: Angst.

Pairings: Asami/Akihito, OC/Akihito

Chapters: 1/?

Summary: Akihito lives with a secret that could end everything he knows. Asami and Akihito learn what loyalty really is.

Notes: Hello readers. I decided to start a new story. I'm not sure about this, so please tell me if I should continue. Please thank safa56bmc for helping me. Safa56bmc, you are great.

Chapter One:

'You have to marry her.'

The young man laid in bed as his memories raged a war inside of his mind. He tossed to his side, staring the camera that made his life more interesting than anything. He ran a finger over the lens and sighed. With this camera, he met a man that drove a fire through his veins. He chuckled to himself as he thought about what he got himself into. He ran from one life to run right back into it. Why was he thinking about a meaningless past? No one was going to find him.

'You have to marry her.'

Still the memories couldn't stop from coming. He sat up in bed upset. He tossed a pillow against the room, hitting against the wall. He watched it fall. He needed to clear his head. He needed a way to forget. He stood up and grabbed his keys. He finally could get his own place. It wasn't wise to stay with Kou. After all, he belonged to a yakuza and a dangerous one too. He walked out of his small apartment into the dark air. It was warm but had a great breeze that made it bearable. He walked down the sidewalk, still trying to clear his mind.

'She will be a great asset. Her family will make a perfect ally.'

He didn't care for that. He didn't want to marry for that reason. He wanted to be in love.

'You could have an affair.'

If he got married, he would treasure the person. Then again, he wasn't interested in women. Takato figured it out while Kou was clueless. Of course, Takato never said anything. Now, he had ties with one wealthy, powerful, and dangerous yakuza in Japan. He turned the corner and sighed. The memories were not leaving him and he wanted them gone. He didn't want to remember that time.

'Do not argue with me. It is final. You will marry her.'

Why didn't he understand? Why couldn't he see that he would never be happy with her? Didn't his happiness mean anything to the man? He stopped as he realized where he walked to. Well, he truly could forget. He wondered what the yakuza would do if he found out his secret? He walked up the stairs, noticing the guards were staring at him. Yes, it was a surprise. He never came on his free will. Usually one of the guards would have to drag him here. He gained access without a word from the two guards. People turned their heads when he walked inside. They gave him funny looks. Well, he was in a pair of jeans and T-shirt, nothing that suited this place. He went all the way back where the stairs were to lead up to the demon. He smiled at that. Why did he always found himself drawn to the older man? What was it about Asami that made him go back to him? He took a step by step up the stairs. He knew the yakuza would know he was here.

'I will not change my mind. You are going to marry her in a week.'

The memories that haunted him kept coming back to him and he didn't want them. Those words kept ringing inside of his head. He stood in front of Asami's office door. Kirishima was sitting at a desk down the hall. Suoh was in front of Asami's door. Suoh said nothing but opened the door for him. He knew it was too late to run now. He stepped inside and saw those golden eyes on him. He knew the yakuza was questioning why he was here. He hasn't been in trouble lately. His jobs have been good and nothing dangerous came out of them. He walked toward the older man. He wanted to shock Asami for once. He wanted to see those eyes surprised, to show any kind of emotion. He sat on the yakuza's lap, taking Asami's face into his hands and kissing those taunting lips. Without a second, Asami took control of the kiss, pushing his body against the desk. He lost himself into the heated kiss.

Asami broke the kiss, leaning over his young lover. He stared into those trouble eyes. He knew for a fact none of Akihito's jobs has caused him problems. It was mostly getting photos on models with their lovers or affairs, nothing that would cause him trouble. He ran his hand up Akihito's stomach to his chest. He asked, "What brings my little kitten here?"

"Kitten? I'm not your damn pet!" Akihito shouts as he pushed against the strong chest. Before he would spit out any other word, his lips were sealed. He moaned into the kiss as strong hands run up under his shirt, toying with his nipples until they got hard. Yes, he was forgetting. He wanted that. When the kiss was broken, his shirt was tore off him and tossed onto the floor. He stared into eyes that burned like the sun. He whimpered as Asami's lips moved to his neck, biting and sucking. He knew there would be a mark there by tomorrow but he didn't care at the moment. He grabbed a hold of black hair, pushing Asami closer to his body. It was uncomfortable being bent over the desk but he was used to this.

Refusing to do what his lover wants, Asami leaned back up and asked, "Why are you here?" He knew something was troubling the young man and he needed to know. If it was something dangerous, he had to make plans to ensure the boy's safety. He would let nothing else happen to Akihito. He swore that when he got Akihito back from Hong Kong.

Akihito knew the moment was ruined. He wasn't going to get away. He was locked into this world. He ran his hand through the black hair, enjoying the feeling. He spoke, "You want to know. You don't know me at all." He pushed Asami back. To his surprised Asami let him up. He grabbed his shirt and put it back on. When his arm was grabbed, he pulled at it with no luck of breaking the hold. He growled, "You don't know me." Asami pushed him against the wall and he smiled. He held something that the yakuza knew nothing about.

Asami hissed, "If you got yourself into trouble, I can get you out of it."

Akihito stared into those fierce eyes. Like so many other times, they were unreadable. He wanted to see emotions, but he understood why Asami never showed emotions. Asami could be taking down if he showed emotions. Or maybe the yakuza was truly a bastard. He pushed the yakuza away and walked to the desk. Standing there in plain sight was a file with a name on it and a meeting. He froze but said nothing. He didn't think Asami would be careless. He walked to the door. Without turning around to face his whatever Asami was to him, he repeated his words from earlier, "You don't know me at all." He left with those words. He had things to set up. He walked past Suoh and Kirishima. They gave him a look but they kept silent like always. He ran down the stairs, ignoring some steps. He had to make sure he was at the meeting. Could it be? He ran out of the Club down the street. He had to grab his beloved camera.

'Please understand. It is business.'

He didn't understand. He never did. He ran faster. As he got to his apartment, he went up the stairs, opening his door. He went inside and stopped dead in his tracks. Sitting there was a man he didn't think he would see again. He muttered, "Kaito."

Kaito stood up and walked forward. He pulled the young man into an embrace. He refused to give up his hold. As he looked at the neck, he remarked, "I see you have found someone."

Pulling back, Akihito walked to his camera, picking it up. He didn't turn around when arms wrapped around him. He leaned back against the warm body. He forgot what it felt like to have kindness giving to him. Two seconds later, an image of Asami popped into his head. He pushed the other man away from him and shook his head. He whispered, "He will kill anyone who touches me."

"Dangerous I see." Kaito commented. He spun Akihito around and ordered, "You have to leave. Something is going down soon."

Akihito stared out the window and said nothing. He walked past Kaito. He had things to do and fast. He ordered, "Get lost. This isn't your business."

"It is my business when it concerns you."

"Not anymore."

"Who is he?"

"Someone you don't want to mess with." Akihito gave the warning and left his apartment. He only had a little bit of time before the meeting went down. He had to be there. He had to see what was going on. He knew the location. Once again, he couldn't believe the yakuza was careless about leaving that information in the open for him to see. Was Asami becoming careless? He ran around the corner, as fast as he could. He had to make it there in time.

'Come over here and say hi to your future wife.'

Why couldn't it leave him alone? Why did it have to follow him? He hated the man who made his life hell. He got to the docks and hide behind some boxes. He heard voices and knew one of the voices was the yakuza.

The yakuza spoke over heard by the photographer, "What is this about? You wished to meet to combine our powers. So, where is Sato-san?"

A guard replied, "He sent me instead."

"I would like to have a meeting with him instead of an underdog of his."

"Well this really isn't a meeting, Asami-san. I am afraid you have pissed Sato-sama off and he wants revenge."

The photographer gasped and held his camera close to him. He heard men running inside. He knew for a fact Asami only took two guards with him at all times. The yakuza was out numbered. He had to do something but going in there was going to cause more trouble. Should he let Asami handle it or not? He ran inside, stepping in front of the yakuza. His arm was grabbed. The yakuza was trying to push him behind the strong body that he has taken bullets for him before. He stared into dark blue eyes that showed shock on his face. He pushed the arm away and spoke, "If you want him, you will have to shoot me too."

"What are you doing! Get out of the way!" Asami screamed as he saw Suoh and Kirishima draw their weapons.

The guard held his hand up, making sure the others didn't shot. He couldn't do it. He took a step forward and demanded, "Move."

"No."

"Damn it, move! Move! Please move!" The guard shouted.

Akihito grinned from ear to ear as he spoke, "What is the problem? Can't shot me? Not your orders?" He held his arms up, letting the camera hang around his neck and screamed, "Shoot me! I refuse to back down!"

"Damn it, Takaba! Get the hell out of the way!" Asami ordered. He saw his guards moving forward, ready to go down for them. He had to get his lover away from the danger.

The guard stared at the boy who refused to listen to anyone. He begged, "Move out of the way. It will save us a lot of trouble."

"I refuse to watch my lover be killed!" Akihito yelled. He never once admitted that the yakuza was anything to him but he had to do whatever it took to protect Asami. How many times did Asami protect him? Asami took bullets for him. Asami came to Hong Kong to get him back from Fei Long. Asami even did whatever it took to get him away from the Russians who kidnapped him from Fei Long. He had to remain strong. He heard a gun and a shot. He stood his guard.

To his horror, Akihito was falling backwards. He ran to catch the boy. Asami glanced around to find out which man fired. Suoh and Kirishima stepped in front of them.

The guard yelled, "MASTER AKIHITO!"