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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: 2/?

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: Thanks for all the lovely comments for the first chapter. Right now, I’m not going to respond to comments. Sort of in a depression. So will just try to write and post. Please tell me what you think. Hope you enjoy this chapter.

Two days went by like nothing. He settled into the huge condo, not sure what he would have to do. He felt in his pocket to feel another bottle of pills he bought again. He hasn’t touched it yet and his body was feeling the affects. He sat down in a chair in a small café. He ordered a coffee. He hasn’t seen Asami since that day. He didn’t know what the yakuza wanted from him. He could feel the fear but it was the only way. He had to do something to get his brother away from that man who called himself a father. He slipped at his hot coffee as he stared out the window. He was a mess and he fell so deep that there was no hope for him. He shook as he tried to drink more coffee.

A deep voice said from next to the table, “It looks like you are trying to clean yourself up.” Hazel eyes glanced over to him. He pulled the chair out and sat down. He placed a folder in front of the young man.

“What is this, Dai?” Akihito asked, tired of finding himself in front of police all the time.

Dai ordered, “Look.” He watched as those shaking hands grab the folder and open it. In two seconds, Akihito slammed the folder down, those hazel eyes shut tightly. He sighed, “You know what this looks like for you. Where were you last night around midnight?”

“He was with me having a late dinner.” A cold voice spoke as he sat next to the boy who came to him for help. Hazel eyes opened and looked at him. He lit up a cigarette and stared at the police officer who was looking at both of them.

Dai spoke, “I thought you were going to try to stay out of trouble but you find more trouble with this man.”

Asami flicked an ash in the tray, speaking calmly, “What he does in his personal life is none of your business.”

“What does that mean, Asami-san?” Dai hissed.

Wrapping his arm around the thin waist, Asami grinned as spoke, “He is my lover.”

Akihito snapped his head toward the yakuza. He kept his mouth shut. Saying anything could lead him into a cell. He went to this man for help. What did he think would happen? He didn’t think his step-father would have been killed though. Dai glared at him and left with the folder. He saw those eyes on him. He hissed, “I’m not your lover.”

“You will be if you know what is good for you. I own you now, Takaba. It wouldn’t take much to have his murder on you.” Asami whispered calmly and deadly. He crashed out his cigarette as he stood up. He stated, “Those pills better be down the toilet within an hour. You will return to the penthouse and stay there.” He walked away with a grin on his face. Yes, the boy was perfect. It would work greatly. He stepped outside to see Dai on the phone. The limo door was open for him and he slid inside, giving out an order, “Keep a guard on Takaba.” Kirishima nodded his head and shut the door for him. He lit up another cigarette, leaning back. Everything was set up and everything will go according to his plan like always.

Akihito held his head into his hands. He knew it was the truth. Asami could pull strings to set him up. It wasn’t like his step-dad deserved to live. Who knows who else suffered by the man’s way, but everyone should have a chance to live. He was positive that Asami would get dirt on him and force his step-dad let go of his adoptive brother. Now, he was stuck and there was no one he could go to. He stood up on shaking legs, not sure if it was from fear or from the withdrawal. He stepped outside seeing Dai standing there. He had to know one thing. He walked over and asked, “Where is Hiro?”

Dai answered, “Your Aunt took him in.”

Akihito sighed in relief. Hiro was going to be fine. Sadly, he was trapped. There was no escape for him. He did the crime and now he will pay for it. Dai grabbed his arm, looking at him. He pulled away from the cop that tried to help him get clean. He shoved his hands in his pockets, feeling the bottle. What would happen if he did them all? It would end his hell completely. He turned the corner, cussing at himself. He never took the easy way out. He was going to keep living. He was sure Asami would toss him away soon enough. He wasn’t worth anyone’s time. He looked up to see himself in front of the huge building that condo was in. He entered without looking back. He was doomed.

At Club Sion, Asami entered his office, not surprised in the least to see the teenager girl in his chair behind his desk, her long legs on top of his desk. He raised an eyebrow, remarking, “We will see each other in a couple of days.”

“I’m not coming.”

“Why not?” Asami asked, closing his office door. He fished out a pack of cigarettes, lighting one up.

Curling her hair in her finger, the teenager girl answered, “Grandpa refused to let me bring my boyfriend.”

Asami chuckled warmly, “Oh you two fighting again, Aika.”

“Don’t we always?” Aika answered with a smirk on her face. She flipped through a folder and asked, “Who is this kid?”

“He is older than you.” Asami pointed out as he grabbed the folder. He scolded, “You know better than to go through people’s stuff.”

“You are just like grandpa.” Aika whined.

Asami knocked Aika’s legs off the desk and gave her a cold look. She jumped from his seat and flopped onto the couch. Her eyes shinned brightly in the room. She leaned her head back, staring up at the ceiling. He sat down and asked, “Why are you here?”

“Bitch keeps coming around, trying to show that she cares for Kisa and me.” Aika snorted coldly. She heard a small hum, meaning he was looking at work. She turned her head toward him, a man she looked up to. She wasn’t going to fall to anyone. She stood up and requested, “I want to be trained.” Gold eyes snapped to her. She has given it a lot of thought over the past year. She wasn’t blind in the underworld but she always had a guard with her.

Setting down his pen and a document that needed his attention, Asami stared at the young teenager. She was only fourteen but she was mature for her age. Then again, she had no choice. It was that or losing her young life. He stated, “You are too young.”

“Please.” Aika snorted and then pointed out, “Kisa was eleven when he started to train.”

“No.” Asami stated. Aika opened her mouth and he hissed lowly, “That is my final answer.” The door opened, shutting her mouth completely. He asked, “What is it, Kirishima?”

“Forgive me, sir, I did not realize Aika-san was in with you.” Kirishima said. His boss dismissed the statement and he carried on with his words, “Your meeting is set up for you.”

Aika bowed her head and spoke, “I meant no disrespect, Asami-sama.” She left the room, sighing deeply. She went outside with her guard two steps behind her. He quickly went to the limo and opened the door. She slid in and looked at the elderly man sitting across from her. She muttered, “He is going to kill me if he finds out that I was snooping on him.”

“And?” The elderly man asked.

Aika replied, “He has a file on one man named Takaba Akihito. He’s twenty-three and has a record.”

“Anything else?” The elderly man questioned.

Aika answered, “Nope. He came in before I could find more out.”

“You should stay around for a while.” The elderly man said as he looked at Aika.

Aika muttered as she fished out smokes, “Sure. Stay. Right.”
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