I do not own Viewfinder, just borrowing the characters.

Takaba Akihito came bursting through the door of the mansion where he and his father live. It is a lot quieter than when his mother was alive. Now, with it only being he and his father, who is mostly away on business, the big house is usually silent and cold.

At the age of twenty-three, Takaba should really get a place of his own but that would leave his father alone so that idea was out of the question. He did support himself though, by being a freelance photographer. He did jobs ranging from weddings and private parties to political events and criminal photography in which he gets his intel from a couple of cops.

Having just returned from a photo shoot, he bounded into the house for a night of relaxation with the X-box. Unfortunately, that idea was short lived.

"Takaba, that you? Come into my office we need to talk," his father yelled through the open door.

Oh shit, thought Takaba, it was never a good thing when his father said they needed to "talk".

He rounded the doorway and moseyed into the office to flop into the chair opposite his father's desk. By all appearances, his father, Haruto, seemed relaxed but his piercing gaze was something he could not hide from his son.

"Takaba," he said but Takaba was distracted when he heard the door behind him shut and glanced over his shoulder to see a tall, suited man now standing in front of the only exit.

Takaba shivered slightly where he sat because the man's golden eyes and down right dangerous demeanor was a bit frightening.

Being whom he was though, Takaba said arrogantly, "Who the hell is this." All the while his wide hazel eyes took in the dangerous menacing man before him.

"Takaba," his father said sternly. "After the incident last week, I have hired additional security. This man is your new personal bodyguard along with a driver and one other man."

"What! No way! Are you kidding me?" Takaba argued, his hazel eyes narrowing at his father.

"Akihito!" his father said in a tone that was non-negotiable. "You need protection."

"I got away. I do not need a babysitter," Takaba said and made for the door only to be blocked by the large dark man.

"Get out of my way," Takaba sneered but the man's intimidating and down-right scary expression remained firm and he did not budge. There was a slight amount of fear in Takaba's eyes but even more determination.

"Your father is speaking to you," came the smooth, yet demanding baritone voice, which made Takaba shiver again. It did not go unnoticed by Asami.

Takaba was furious with rage at his father for taking action like this and not informing him. Sure, he was almost kidnapped and worse yet raped by the asshole that tried to blackmail his father, but Akihito would never tell his father that the asshole had touched him.

The knowledge that the disgruntled man had raped him would kill his father. It was bad enough that the man thought he could blackmail Takaba's father by ransoming him.

Luckily, the guy let his guard down and that gave Takaba the opportunity to run. He dodged the two guards at the hotel just outside the door to the room and flew down the stairs to escape.

Takaba never shared that part of his kidnapping with his father or anyone else but he would live with the reminder everyday. It was only for Takaba, at night, when the nightmares came but luckily, his father's bedroom was on the other side of the house so Takaba's screams did not wake him.

"How can you expect me to do my job if I am surrounded by babysitters all the time, especially my criminal jobs?" Takaba argued angrily. He glared at his father with determination and defiance written all over his face. As well as his stiff stance he took while looking down at the man seated behind the desk.

"Well, for the time being, you should be cautious of what jobs you hire out for." Haruto spoke casually.

Takaba shook his head quickly, "Oh no, you are not going to dictate which jobs I do." Takaba reinforced.

His father sighed as he watched his son go back over towards the door and cross his arms over his chest. Takaba glared at the man blocking his escape from the entire ridiculous conversation.

"Takaba, this is Asami Ryuichi." Haruto said.

"So," Takaba replied.

Then Haruto nodded to Asami, giving him permission to move out of the kid's way.

Asami moved over two steps and Takaba bolted out the door.

"Asami, he is going to be quite a lot of work. Are you up for it?" Haruto asked tiredly, expecting Asami to decline the offer as others had before him.

"I am more than capable, Takaba-san." Asami replied, still holding his poker face in check, though he was anything but calm at the moment.

That kid, that brat, radiated some powerful vibes. By that one encounter, Asami could tell that Takaba would never yield willingly but it would be highly amusing playing this little game of who was in charge. Of course, Asami already knew the answer to that question, whether Takaba Akihito wanted to face it or not.

He would do his duty to protect the kid no matter what the kid thought. Let him try to but heads with Asami because Asami was confident that Takaba would lose.

Yes, the kid would defy him at every turn and so be it. Asami would allow him just enough give on his new invisible leash but reel it in if the situation warranted it.

Asami smirked, "Have no worries, Takaba-san. Your son is safe as long as I am watching over him."

"Thank you Asami. I will feel better knowing he is in your capable hands when I am away. Unfortunately, I have to leave the day after tomorrow for a business trip overseas to Thailand. I will be gone for two weeks. I give you leave to do whatever you feel necessary to protect him." Haruto shook his head, "My son does not always use the best judgment and he seems to think he is invincible."

"Nothing to worry about. Nothing will happen to him." The intense golden eyes were the only sign of emotion that showed Haruto that Asami was confident and that his words were absolute truth.

Even Haruto was afraid of the dark man standing before him. Haruto nodded and Asami left the office heading in the direction of the kid's bedroom that he had been shown during his tour earlier in the day. First though, he had to make a call. He did so from behind the closed door to his bedroom across the hall from the room where Takaba was currently taking refuge.