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

Warnings: Smex, Angst.

Pairings: Asami/Akihito, Akihito/OC

Chapters: 1/

Summary: Akihito's past coming knocking. What will Akihito do when his first love comes back into his life?

Notes: Hello readers. I'm writing another story. Do not worry, Behind Hazel Eyes and His past, his present will be posted shortly. I have both of the stories done and just need to post the chapters. I hope you enjoy this new story and please tell me what you think.

Chapter One:

Akihito was cleaning out his closest finding a box filled with photos. He forgot all about them. He took them out one by one, seeing some of Kou, Takato and him when they were teenagers. He tossed the pictures around and saw a photo he thought he lost. Smiling bitterly, he stared at the stunning girl who was no older than eighteen. She had straight brown hair with the most beautiful blue eyes. She was about five feet and two inches. Her eyes reflected happiness while her smile brightened up the entire picture. He missed that smile. They lost contract a couple years ago. He wondered how she was faring in America. He flopped back to his bed with photos all round him. A lot changed since she moved. He moved out of his parents and took up his career as a photographer. That got him into a huge mess with the yakuza that he can never break free from. There was a knock at the door and he glanced to the clock to see it was midnight. His yakuza came to visit him. He shoved the pictures into the box except the one of Maya. He laid it on the night table. He got off his bed and went to the door. He opened it and like he thought it was Asami. He leaned against the door frame and mumbled, "You know you should call when you come to visit."

"My kitten not happy to see me." Asami taunted as he walked inside. It was the same since he been here last. Photos were all over the place. Some of people taking bids but none of them were his business, so he ignored them.

"I'm not a damn pet!" Akihito yelled as he slammed the door. He didn't know what to make out of their relationship. It was the same as it was before Fei Long kidnapped him. He walked into the kitchen ready to heat some tea. He felt Asami's strong arms wrap around him. He pictured Maya quickly. He shook his head. It was not the time to think about her. It could be dangerous for everyone if Asami caught on.

Running his tongue up Akihito's neck and biting Akihito's earlobe, Asami whispered, "You seem distracted." What was going on his lover's mind? He saw Akihito shaking his head.

Without turning around to face his older lover, Akihito lied, "Thinking about some work I have to turn in tomorrow, and you are keeping me awake. I'll be late tomorrow because of you. Bastard." He hoped Asami would buy the lie. He didn't want to talk about his past. It wasn't anyone business and it was over. He remembered when it fell apart.

'Oh, Aki, I have something to tell you.' Maya spoke with a sad voice.

'I also have something to say but you go first.' Akihito retorted kindly.

'I'm leaving the country. I have to move. My dad got a job in America and he is moving everyone there.' Maya cried as she threw her body against Akihito's.

Akihito held her tightly while his heart was crumbling to pieces. Today, he got his nerve and was going to ask her to marry him.

'What is it that you wanted to say?' Maya asked as she looked into his hazel eyes.

Those bright blue eyes showed sadness and happiness at the same time. He didn't know what to do, but he couldn't stop her. He faked a smile and shook his head as he muttered, 'Nothing important. When do you leave?'

'In two days.' Maya answered sadly.

'Then let's make the best of it.' Akihito responded.

He was shaken and he stared into narrowed golden eyes. Akihito shook his head and muttered, "Too many late nights." It was a lie but he wasn't going to reveal his heart break. His lips were sealed into a heated kiss and he was losing himself in the danger Asami gave off. He wrapped his arms around the strong neck, deciding it was best to forget Maya. It wasn't like he was going to see her again. She was in America, becoming a great model. There was no reason for her to come here. He was picked up and he hit the toned chest as he yelled, "Put me down, bastard! Not tonight! I got an early morning!" Next thing he knew he was tossed onto his bed and the yakuza leaning over him. It was so hot in the room and it was hard to breath. All he could do was stare into those golden eyes that burned with fire and lust. His shirt was taken off and Asami attacked his nipples, making his head snap back. He was losing this battle. He always lost no matter how much he fought. He didn't know if he wanted it to stop or wanted more. He knew being near Asami was dangerous but that is what attracted him to the yakuza. He grabbed a hold of Asami's silk black hair, moaning out the older man's name, "Asamiiiiii."

Taking a nipple into his mouth, Asami bit down and hear another scream of his name. It was music to his ears. He didn't like Akihito thinking of other things when they were together. He would make sure Akihito only saw him and only thought of him. He lapped up the nipple, hearing Akihito's breath hitch. He leaned up, taunting, "You like that."

Akihito didn't care. He didn't want to hear Asami talk. He wanted to be taken to paradise. He pulled at Asami's head and sealed those taunting lips into a heated kiss. Next he knew his pants and boxers were gone and so were Asami's clothes. The strong body rubbed against him and all he could see was Asami. He was losing this battle that he tried to fight back against. He didn't want to lose and be lost in Asami's dark world. He ran his fingers down Asami's back, feeling those taut muscles. He groaned loudly as he felt the wet muscle running inside his ear. His breathing became heavy and his heart was racing a mile a minute. The heat was making their bodies sweaty and it turned him on more to feel them combine together in this dangerous dance. He felt hands run over his body, finding every sensitive spot, driving him mad with lust. He was sure Asami could make him cum before they even got to the act. He rubbed hard against the older man. He moaned, "Asami." It was the only word he knew how to speak.

Yes, this is what he wanted to see. He wanted Akihito to drown in him and never come up again. Asami would make sure the boy only saw him from now on. He thrust down, rubbing their hard cocks together, making his photographer scream. He whispered into the ear, "All mine. Remember that Takaba."

Akihito couldn't ear anything but he knew what the older man said. It was the same thing he always said when taking him. He tossed his head back and arched his back when Asami thrust his thick cock inside of him. The pain and pleasure were combining like it always did. He thrust his hips forward, trying to take more of Asami. He was losing himself in the darkness that he tried to fight against. He grabbed a hold of Asami's arm, trying to kiss those lips that were teasing him. He felt another hard thrust and he arched his back, moaning into the messy kiss. He was losing his mind and he didn't know if he could get it straight again.

Asami couldn't get enough. This one boy drives a fire in him that no one ever could. It excited him. This fighting boy stole something of his that he never thought he would lose. He kissed those lips, darting his tongue inside, mapping the wet warmth out. It felt so amazing being inside Akihito that it was driving a passion in him he never felt with any other lover. How did this one boy excite him so much? He moved his month over to the boy's neck, licking at the skin, making his boy squirm and moan loudly that he was sure everyone was hearing.

Akihito was tossing his head back and forth. The pleasure and pain was clouded his mind. Their dangerous dance was getting too much. Yes, it was dangerous for both of them. He didn't want to loss himself in the darkness while Asami couldn't let his emotions rule him in his world. He dug his nails into strong arms, begging, "Asami, oh god, oh god, please." He needed some relief before he lost his mind completely. He had to have it. It was like a drug that he couldn't get out of his system. When he felt a warm sweaty hand wrap around his cock, he yelled at the top of his lungs, "ASAMI!"

It was getting hard to keep control. Akihito was panting and moaning so loudly that it was driving madness in his mind. Asami couldn't contain himself any longer. He made the pace faster and harder which got his young lover gripping his arms tightly and squirming under him where he belonged.

Akihito couldn't hold it any longer. He came with a loud shout, "ASAMI! YES!" He fell against the bed, feeling Asami thrusting harder and faster. He knew the man was almost there by the pace. When he felt himself be filled with semen, he whispered tiredly, "Asami."

Asami pulled out of his boy and lay next to the sleeping boy. He smirked as he got out of the bed. He looked on the night table to see a photo. He picked it up, curious who the girl was. Was she one of Akihito's friends? He would have to look into that. He put the photo down and went to the shower. After he washed the evidence away of their nightly active, he put his clothes back on and took the photo. He would make sure to know who the girl is and find everything about her. He threw a blanket over his photographer whispering, "Mine."

Akihito stay stilled. He knew his lover well. If Asami knew he was awake, there would be another round and he was too sore now. He heard the front door shut and he got out of his bed. Running his hand through his sweaty blonde hair, he growled, "Why do I give into him every time he comes?" He didn't want to be lost in the darkness. He had to fight back or he would be drowning in that world for good. He wasn't that type of person. He stood up slowly, rubbing his poor back. Sex was amazing but the aftermath was the bitch. He limped to his bathroom and took a long shower. Hopefully he wouldn't feel the pain tomorrow because he had a job to go to and to his friends. It was getting harder to lie to everyone, but he started to learn how to do it so well. When did he start to lie so much? He always told it straight but since he met Asami, he was lying left and right.

Outside, Asami slid into his waiting limo. Tossing the photo up front, he ordered, "Find out who this girl is and find everything about her. I want details by tomorrow."

Kirishima took the photo and looked at it before pocket it. He turned his head and spoke, "Of course, Asami-sama." He knew this had something to do with the photographer. Since the boy ran into Asami's life, they had to do a lot of things concerning him.

Asami lit up a cigarette and looked out his window. He didn't like how Akihito was acting tonight. The distractions were first which wasn't like his boy, then no true fight against him when he started to take his lover. It was strange and he was going to get to the bottom of this.

The next day, Akihito woke up to someone pounding at his door. He glanced at the clock to see it was six in the morning. He didn't get to sleep until three in the morning. He was thinking about what he had with Asami and then his thoughts were back on the one girl who made his world spin. Grabbing his boxers, he pulled them up, yelling, "I'm coming! Hold on!" He went through his living area and slammed the door open, about to yell at the person who disturbed his sleep until he saw who was staring there. He whispered, "Maya." She didn't change at all except her hair was longer than when they last saw each other.

Running to Akihito, Maya hugged Akihito, mumbling against his chest, "Aki, I missed you."