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Disclaimer: I do not own Viewfinder, Yamane-sensei does. I do not make any profit from this story.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Viewfinder, Yamane-sensei does. I do not make any profit from this story.

Warnings: Angst, drug use, abuse.

Pairings: Asami/Akihito

Chapters: 1/?

Summary: AU. Akihito needs help and he goes to a very powerful yakuza. What would be the price be for the help and what type of help will he receive in the end?

Notes: Hello readers. It has been a while since I wrote on VF. I have been on a kick on Yugioh. Sadly, I want a dark story and well you just can’t really write that on Yugioh. I would like to hear your thoughts on this small chapter, maybe even some suggestions. I hope I’m doing this good and people will like it. Comments do help me write.

It was raining hard and lightening was flashing. One man walked down the street, looking for one building. He couldn’t believe he was doing this. This wasn’t him but he had nowhere to turn. He found out from sources he could get help. Of course, he wondered what the price would be for this help. He didn’t care. He would give anything to gain this help. His mother passed away not so long ago and her husband was a bastard. He escaped the life when he was old enough but his adoptive brother didn’t. Then again his adoptive brother was only fourteen while he was twenty-three. He stopped in front of a club. He glanced over to see a long line. He took a step up the stairs, hearing people yelling at him. Two bodyguards looked at him in disgust. He wasn’t the type to be in this coward. He took a deep breath, speaking, “I am here to see Asami-san.”

“Do you have an appointment?” The one guard spoke.

“He does.” Another large man said from behind who was wearing glasses. He looked at the stray and spoke, “Hello Takaba-kun.”

Akihito felt his hands curl into fists by the way his name was said. He was ready to turn around and go back to the dump he called home but he couldn’t. This was for his brother who had no one to protect him. He wasn’t strong enough to fight back against the bastard. His life was already ruined by that man. The guard with glasses waved him inside. He entered seeing everything fancy. He could never afford this. He was lucky to have a decent roof over his head. He went up another set of stairs, down a long hall. He watched as the glasses guard knocked on the door. He heard a deep cold voice tell them to enter. He walked inside, seeing the office was large. He glanced toward the man he has done business with but never met. Well he got stuff that this man produced.

Asami waved his guard out and stared at a young boy in his office. He ordered, “Strip.”

“WHAT!?” Akihito screamed. Those gold eyes were train on him, making him feel shivers. He took off his clothes, tossing them to the floor. He would give up everything as long as his brother was safe. His life was ruined already. His brother’s life still had hope.

Asami stood up, grabbing the arms, checking. He realized this boy didn’t shoot up. He glanced over the body seeing those hazel eyes glaring at him but the mouth was shut tight. When he circled the young male, he saw scars on the back. He retorted, “A cruel beast, one who only knows pain.”

“I came here…”

“I know your reasoning. You have informed me over the phone. You also said you would give up anything to get your brother away from him.” Asami cut the other off. Those hazel eyes glared at him again but they held determination in them.

Akihito shivered and turned his eyes away from those golden ones. This man was dangerous and he foolish tried to get something on him. He was pushed onto the chair. He asked, “Can I put my clothes back on?”

“No.” Asami stated as he lit up a cigarette. He leaned back in his chair, loving every moment to see fear and fire in those eyes. He asked, “How do you have anything on me?”

Akihito muttered, “I don’t. You aren’t an easy person to get stuff on.”

“You said…”

“I said it only to get you to see me.” Akihito stated. He felt the chill in the room and wished he could put his clothes back on.

Asami smirked at the naïve boy. He tilted his head and stated, “You will be my personal slave for my service.”

Akihito snapped his head up, not sure what to feel. He wanted to grab his clothes and storm out of the office but he couldn’t. He had to protect his adoptive brother. He held out his hand and stated, “Agree.” He knew there would never be papers. His life was ruin already. There was nothing for him. He was hooked on drugs and the police just believed he was out of his mind.

“You have no idea what you are signing yourself for.” Asami stated as he grabbed the pale hand.

“Nothing is going to make it worse for me. I’m damaged goods already.” Akihito whispered. He watched as Asami stood up, grabbing his pants. He asked, “What are you doing?”

“From now on, the only time you will do drugs is if I tell you to.” Asami explained as he grabbed the bottle of pills. He walked to his private bathroom, flushing them down his toilet. He walked out to see a shock look on his new pet’s face. He stated, “You will be living with me from now on. I will have my one guard help you get what you want from your place.” He tossed the clothes to the boy, glancing over the body. Even with the scars the man was attractive. Akihito dressed and Suoh opened the door. He gave his orders. Once they left, Kirishima entered. He spoke, “I didn’t think a gift would drop before my feet like this.”

“Yes sir.” Kirishima replied.

“Find his step-father and make him disappear. That should stop his disgusting ways.” Asami ordered coldly. Kirishima nodded his head and set down some reports. His loyal guard left him be. He chuckled softly, “Takaba Akihito, you will be perfect.”
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