As promised, I completed the unfini

As promised, I completed the unfinished chapter and this is by far the longest chapter I've ever written. I'm sorry that it took me months to get this uploaded. After my father's death on 9th May, I spent a lot of time with my mother, offering her support and just being there for her. I started rewriting this chapter in June but progress was slow as I could only write when my mom had gone to bed.

Thank you so much for your words of encouragement and support! They helped me go through the most difficult times.

For your reading convenience, I have inserted this line - ** continued from the unfinished chapter** - in the story. It was where I stopped when I updated the previous chapter. Of course, if you prefer, you can read from the beginning. (smiles)

Dedicated to RiveReinStyx. Happy Belated Birthday!

Warnings: Lengthy chapter, lemons, long end-notes. Rein and I tried to beta as much as we could but there could be a mistake or two somewhere. I apologize for the mistakes in advance.

Disclaimer: Viewfinder and its characters are properties of Yamane Ayano.

Business as Usual Chapter 29

The door to Asami's office at Sion flung open as a very agitated photographer marched inside. After Akihito had found out about Asami's intervention in his onsen plans, the photographer had ordered Ando to take him to Sion immediately to confront his yakuza lover of two years.

The nerve of the bastard! Akihito thought as he strode to his lover's office. Counting this time, it was the second time Asami had interfered in his plans. The first time it happened, Akihito's family came visiting him in Tokyo and he lost count how many excuses he had to come up with during their three-day visit.

He supposed he wouldn't be so agitated if Asami handed him bullet train tickets. No, the rich bastard went for the extreme and asked Akihito and his friends to travel in his private plane.

"Akihito," Asami greeted as he stood up. "For you to come to my office willingly is indeed rare."

"You arranged for us to travel in your plane." Akihito accused, crossing his arms across his chest.

The eyebrow rose as the yakuza passed the report he was holding to Kirishima. He waved his hand, a signal his secretary understood as to leave. Taking his bow, Kirishima left and closed the door behind him discreetly. Sliding his hands into his pocket, Asami stood up and moved nearer to the boy.

"I did."

"Why the hell did you do that?" Akihito demanded. "I'm not invalid and I could damn well find my way there!"

Asami nudged Akihito's chin up. "So you rather spend fourteen hours on the bus than to take an hour plane to Fukouka?"

The temper Akihito felt when he strode into Asami's office began to simmer down. "No, but –,"

"It's either you take the plane or I'll charter the entire bullet train and send more guards to accompany you to Fukouka," Asami interrupted. "Your choice, Akihito."

The hazel eyes stared hard at the yakuza. "That's blackmailing!"

"Blackmailing doesn't include sending someone to Fukouka in a private plane. Besides –,"

"What?" Akihito asked nervously when he noticed Asami's flashed his trademark smirk.

"Take it as a working trip." Asami turned, took a folder on top of a stack of reports before passing it to a puzzled Akihito. "The contract between Marukoshi, The Fixer and Asahi brewery has been drawn. You can take this to your brother in Fukouka."

Accepting the folder, Akihito eyed his lover skeptically. "Do you send all your employees in your private plane just to deliver contracts?"

"Only Kirishima. And you're not an employee, Akihito. You're the CEO of seven successful stores," the crime lord reminded. "Of course –," Asami continued before Akihito could interrupt him, "— you don't have to do it if you don't want to."

Akihito's hopes lifted. "Great, then I'm not doing it."

Asami traced his fingers along Akihito's jawline. "Then I shall take the task off your hands. I'll go with you to Fukouka and –"

"No!" Akihito interrupted before Asami could finish his sentence. He glanced at his smug looking lover and knew that he had lost the argument. "You're an asshole, Asami."

Yanking Akihito to him, Asami kissed him hard on the lips. "Have fun in Fukouka," Asami said as he took his seat in his leather chair. "Send Toru in; I need to speak with him."

Akihito, who was already both frustrated and mortified by his own actions, rushed out of the office hastily to meet the lanky guard by the door. Covering his mouth from embarrassment, the photographer jerked a thumb at the door. "He's asking for you."

Toru exchanged a brief glance with Ando, signaling him to guard Akihito before entering the room. Bowing before his employer, Toru moved nearer to the desk. The man behind the desk glanced up from the report and gazed his golden eyes at Toru. They were hard, intimidating and it reminded Toru of a cold, calculated man who was ready to kill anyone who stood his path.

"Asami sama," he greeted and bowed.

"Toru, Akihito is likely to travel to Fukouka on Friday or Saturday morning. Make the necessary arrangements."

Toru bowed slightly. "Yes, sir. Suoh san had the onsen checked and a few extra guards from the Fukouka region will be placed around the onsen for security purposes."

"Good. While you are there, Akihito does not leave your sight, are we clear?"

"Understood, Asami sama. What about the onsen? Should I allow him to share the pool with his friends or classmates?"

Asami stood up, walked to the huge window panels, staring at Tokyo Tower. "Let him do as he pleases."

If Toru was surprised at how generous Asami was by allowing Akihito's friends to see his naked skin, it didn't show. Instead, he nodded his head and took his leave when Asami dismissed him with a single order.

Guard him well.

Alone in the office, Asami looked out at the towering architecture of Tokyo Tower again as he thought of Akihito's onsen trip. Toru's rather abrupt question caught him slightly off guard. Admittedly, he never thought if he was all right with other men or women looking at Akihito's naked body. He supposed he didn't have problems with Kou and Takato since he had met with them and knew that apart from being best buddies with his lover, there wasn't anything going on.

As for the others, Asami realized he wasn't as generous as he had originally thought. The word sharing simply didn't exist in his vocabulary and the mere thought of other people looking at his lover's porcelain skin was enough to make his blood boil.

Now the only remaining problem was getting Akihito to soak in his own private pool.

As he stared at the iconic tower again, a thin smile graced the yakuza's lips. He mapped out a plan rather quickly, feeling absolutely confident that Akihito would have no choice but to seek for fewer companions during the onsen session this weekend.

Xx Business as Usual xX

Akihito, you fool! The photographer cursed as he sat in the limousine en route to Kou's apartment. He unlocked the security window that separates the driver and back seat and leaned forward, trying to catch a glimpse of the red marks on his neck on the rear view mirror.

He slanted his head, pulled his white shirt slightly and there it was – a huge red kiss mark on the nape of his neck. Akihito knew that if he removed the white shirt and black singlet, he'd find similar markings all over his body.

Akihito cursed his own stupidity again. He should have realized what the older man was trying to do when he fucked him last night. He should have felt that the slight sting all over his body when the yakuza marked him with kiss marks. Instead he behaved like a wanton boy in heat, moaning and begging Asami to pound into him harder, faster.

What was he going to do now? Damn it. He had to be at the onsen, which meant he was supposed to jump into the pool naked with his friends, drink sake and talk rubbish. Now that there are hickeys all over his body, Akihito didn't think he'd want to risk the exposure and have questions bombarded at him later.

He wasn't stupid. When he woke up an hour ago and noticed marks all over his body, he knew that bastard lover of his had planned it all along. The hickeys were left on visible places on purpose, a clear indication to potential suitors that Takaba Akihito was someone else's property.

What a disgrace, Akihito scolded himself silently as he pressed the kiss mark on the nape of his neck. The hickey felt oddly nice when he touched it and – Stop it, Takaba Akihito!

"Takaba sama, do you need a band aid for that?"

Embarrassed, the photographer quickly covered his hickey. "No."

What difference would it make? Akihito leaned against the back seat as the limousine pulled into Kou's apartment. Covering that one hickey as opposed to the rest he had on his body wouldn't help at all – he still couldn't take off his clothes in front of everyone.

Still cursing Asami mentally, Akihito pulled out his black diamond studded phone and texted Kou, informing the raven haired boy that he had reached the apartment.

"Toru, did the bastard order you to prepare a car upon our arrival at Fukouka?"

His guard had no problems identifying whom his master was referring to. "Yes, Takaba sama."

Akihito leaned forward. "Don't tell me it's the limo."

"No, Takaba sama. For your safety, we have decided that we'll be using the SUV. The car is bullet proof and tested for safety."

"Bullet proof? What are we, some sort of endangered animals?" Akihito grumbled. "I only need to deliver the agreement to Haru-nii," he said as he patted the backpack containing the proposal.

"Your safety is our main concern, Takaba sama," Ando spoke from the driver's seat.

Toru nodded his head in agreement. "I suggested that we use the black SUV instead of the limousine. Asami sama has also approved the plan."

Akihito watched Kou and Takato walked down the short flight of stairs from their second floor apartment to the limousine. "I supposed it's better than arriving at Haru-nii's company in the limousi

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Như đã hứa, tôi hoàn thành chương chưa hoàn thành và đây là chương dài nhất tôi đã từng viết. Tôi xin lỗi rằng nó đã cho tôi tháng để có được điều này tải lên. Sau khi cha mất ngày 9 tháng 5, tôi đã dành rất nhiều thời gian với mẹ tôi, cung cấp hỗ trợ và chỉ có cho cô ấy. Tôi bắt đầu viết lại chương này vào tháng sáu, nhưng tiến bộ là chậm như tôi chỉ có thể viết khi mẹ tôi đã đi ngủ.Cảm ơn bạn rất nhiều cho các từ của bạn khuyến khích và hỗ trợ! Họ đã giúp tôi đi qua thời gian khó khăn nhất.Để thuận tiện của bạn đọc, tôi đã đưa dòng này - ** tiếp tục từ các chưa hoàn thành chương ** - trong câu chuyện. Đó là nơi tôi dừng lại khi tôi cập nhật các chương trước đó. Tất nhiên, nếu bạn thích, bạn có thể đọc từ đầu. (nụ cười)Dành riêng cho RiveReinStyx. Chúc mừng sinh nhật Belated!Cảnh báo: Chương dài, chanh, dài cuối-ghi chú. Rein và tôi đã cố gắng để beta nhiều như chúng tôi có thể nhưng không có thể là một sai lầm hoặc hai một nơi nào đó. Tôi xin lỗi vì những sai lầm trước.Disclaimer: Kính ngắm và các nhân vật có thuộc tính của Yamane Ayano.Kinh doanh như bình thường chương 29Cửa văn phòng của Asami tại Sion bao la mở như một nhiếp ảnh gia rất kích động hành quân bên trong. Sau khi Akihito đã phát hiện ra về sự can thiệp của Asami trong kế hoạch onsen của mình, các nhiếp ảnh gia đã ra lệnh cho ông để đưa anh ta đến Sion ngay lập tức để đối đầu với người yêu của mình yakuza của hai năm.Các dây thần kinh của tên khốn đó! Akihito nghĩ như ông strode đến văn phòng người yêu của mình. Đếm thời gian này, đó là lần thứ hai Asami đã can thiệp trong kế hoạch của mình. Lần đầu tiên nó xảy ra, Akihito của gia đình đến thăm ông tại Tokyo và ông mất đi tính bao nhiêu bào chữa ông phải đưa ra trong chuyến thăm ba ngày của họ.Ông nghĩ ông sẽ không được như vậy giao động nếu Asami tay anh ta vé xe lửa đạn. Không, tên khốn đó phong phú đi cho cùng cực và yêu cầu Akihito và bạn bè của mình đi du lịch trong máy bay riêng của mình."Akihito," Asami chào đón như ông đứng dậy. "Để bạn có thể đến văn phòng của tôi sẵn sàng là hiếm thực sự.""Bạn sắp xếp cho chúng tôi đi du lịch trong máy bay của bạn." Akihito cáo buộc, qua cánh tay của mình trên ngực của mình.Lông mày tăng như các yakuza thông qua báo cáo ông đã giữ để Kirishima. Ông vẫy tay của mình, một tín hiệu thư ký của mình hiểu như để lại. Lấy cung của mình, Kirishima trái và đóng cửa phía sau anh ta kín đáo. Trượt tay vào túi của mình, Asami đứng dậy và di chuyển đến gần cậu bé."Tôi đã làm.""Tại sao các địa ngục đã làm bạn làm điều đó?" Akihito đã yêu cầu. "Tôi không phải là không hợp lệ và tôi damn cũng có thể tìm thấy con đường của tôi có!"Asami nudged Akihito của cằm lên. "Vì vậy bạn thay vì chi tiêu mười bốn giờ trên xe buýt hơn để mất một máy bay giờ để Fukouka?"Temper Akihito cảm thấy khi ông strode vào văn phòng của Asami bắt đầu để hơi sôi. "Không, nhưng-,""Đó là một trong hai bạn đi máy bay hoặc tôi sẽ thuê xe lửa đạn toàn bộ và gửi các lính canh hơn để đi cùng với bạn để Fukouka," Asami gián đoạn. "Của bạn lựa chọn, Akihito."Mắt Tram chăm chỉ stared lúc các yakuza. "Đó blackmailing!""Blackmailing không bao gồm việc gửi một ai đó để Fukouka trong một chiếc máy bay riêng. Bên cạnh đó-""Những gì?" Akihito nervously hỏi khi ông nhận thấy của Asami nhảy nhếch mép thương hiệu của mình."Lấy nó như là một chuyến đi làm việc." Asami bật, đã diễn một thư mục trên đầu trang của một chồng báo cáo trước khi đi qua nó để một Akihito hoang mang. "Hợp đồng giữa Marukoshi, The Fixer và nhà máy bia Asahi đã được rút ra. Bạn có thể làm điều này để anh trai của bạn trong Fukouka."Chấp nhận các thư mục, Akihito mắt người yêu của mình skeptically. "Để bạn gửi tất cả các nhân viên của bạn trong máy bay riêng của bạn chỉ để cung cấp hợp đồng?""Chỉ Kirishima. Và Anh không phải là một nhân viên, Akihito. Bạn là CEO của bảy cửa hàng thành công,"tội phạm Chúa nhắc nhở. "Tất nhiên-," Asami tiếp tục trước khi Akihito có thể gây cản trở anh ta, "— bạn không cần phải làm điều đó nếu bạn không muốn."Akihito của hy vọng nâng. "Tuyệt vời, sau đó tôi không làm nó."Asami truy tìm ngón tay của mình dọc theo Akihito của jawline. "Sau đó tôi sẽ có công việc ra khỏi bàn tay của bạn. Tôi sẽ đi với bạn để Fukouka và ""Không!" Akihito gián đoạn trước khi Asami có thể kết thúc câu của mình. Ông glanced tại smug người yêu tìm kiếm của mình và biết rằng ông đã mất các đối số. "Bạn là một asshole, Asami."Yanking Akihito với anh ta, Asami hôn ông cứng trên môi. "Vui chơi trong Fukouka," Asami nói như ông mất ghế trong ghế da của mình. "Gửi Toru ở; Tôi phải nói chuyện với anh ta."Akihito, những người đã thất vọng và mortified bởi hành động của mình, vội vàng ra khỏi văn phòng vội vàng để đáp ứng bảo vệ lanky bằng cửa. Bao gồm miệng của mình từ bối rối, các nhiếp ảnh gia jerked một ngón tay cái tại cửa. "Ông hỏi cho bạn."Toru trao đổi một nháy mắt ngắn với Ando, tín hiệu Anh ta để bảo vệ Akihito trước khi vào phòng. Bowing trước khi chủ nhân của mình, Toru chuyển gần đến bàn làm việc. Người đàn ông đằng sau bàn làm việc glanced lên từ báo cáo và nhìn mắt vàng tại Toru. Họ là khó khăn, đe dọa và nó nhắc nhở Toru của một người đàn ông tính lạnh người đã sẵn sàng để giết bất cứ ai đứng con đường của mình."Asami sama," ông chào đón và cúi."Toru, Akihito có khả năng để đi du lịch để Fukouka ngày thứ sáu hoặc thứ bảy buổi sáng. Làm cho những sắp xếp cần thiết."Toru cúi hơi. "Vâng, thưa ngài. Nanano san có onsen kiểm tra và một vài vệ phụ từ vùng Fukouka sẽ được đặt xung quanh onsen cho mục đích bảo mật.""Tốt. Trong khi bạn đang có, Akihito không để lại tầm nhìn của bạn, rõ không?""Hiểu, Asami sama. Điều gì về onsen? Nên tôi cho phép anh ta để chia sẻ hồ bơi với bạn bè hoặc bạn cùng lớp của mình?"Asami đứng dậy, đi đến tấm cửa sổ lớn, nhìn chằm chằm tại Tokyo Tower. "Hãy để anh ta làm như ông vui lòng."Nếu Toru ngạc nhiên khi thấy như thế nào hào phóng Asami là bằng cách cho phép Akihito của bạn bè để xem da nude của mình, nó không hiển thị. Thay vào đó, ông gật đầu đầu và đã để lại của ông khi Asami bác bỏ anh ta với một lệnh duy nhất.Guard him well.Alone in the office, Asami looked out at the towering architecture of Tokyo Tower again as he thought of Akihito's onsen trip. Toru's rather abrupt question caught him slightly off guard. Admittedly, he never thought if he was all right with other men or women looking at Akihito's naked body. He supposed he didn't have problems with Kou and Takato since he had met with them and knew that apart from being best buddies with his lover, there wasn't anything going on.As for the others, Asami realized he wasn't as generous as he had originally thought. The word sharing simply didn't exist in his vocabulary and the mere thought of other people looking at his lover's porcelain skin was enough to make his blood boil.Now the only remaining problem was getting Akihito to soak in his own private pool.As he stared at the iconic tower again, a thin smile graced the yakuza's lips. He mapped out a plan rather quickly, feeling absolutely confident that Akihito would have no choice but to seek for fewer companions during the onsen session this weekend.Xx Business as Usual xXAkihito, you fool! The photographer cursed as he sat in the limousine en route to Kou's apartment. He unlocked the security window that separates the driver and back seat and leaned forward, trying to catch a glimpse of the red marks on his neck on the rear view mirror.He slanted his head, pulled his white shirt slightly and there it was – a huge red kiss mark on the nape of his neck. Akihito knew that if he removed the white shirt and black singlet, he'd find similar markings all over his body.Akihito cursed his own stupidity again. He should have realized what the older man was trying to do when he fucked him last night. He should have felt that the slight sting all over his body when the yakuza marked him with kiss marks. Instead he behaved like a wanton boy in heat, moaning and begging Asami to pound into him harder, faster.What was he going to do now? Damn it. He had to be at the onsen, which meant he was supposed to jump into the pool naked with his friends, drink sake and talk rubbish. Now that there are hickeys all over his body, Akihito didn't think he'd want to risk the exposure and have questions bombarded at him later.He wasn't stupid. When he woke up an hour ago and noticed marks all over his body, he knew that bastard lover of his had planned it all along. The hickeys were left on visible places on purpose, a clear indication to potential suitors that Takaba Akihito was someone else's property.What a disgrace, Akihito scolded himself silently as he pressed the kiss mark on the nape of his neck. The hickey felt oddly nice when he touched it and – Stop it, Takaba Akihito!"Takaba sama, do you need a band aid for that?"Embarrassed, the photographer quickly covered his hickey. "No."What difference would it make? Akihito leaned against the back seat as the limousine pulled into Kou's apartment. Covering that one hickey as opposed to the rest he had on his body wouldn't help at all – he still couldn't take off his clothes in front of everyone.Still cursing Asami mentally, Akihito pulled out his black diamond studded phone and texted Kou, informing the raven haired boy that he had reached the apartment."Toru, did the bastard order you to prepare a car upon our arrival at Fukouka?"His guard had no problems identifying whom his master was referring to. "Yes, Takaba sama."Akihito leaned forward. "Don't tell me it's the limo.""No, Takaba sama. For your safety, we have decided that we'll be using the SUV. The car is bullet proof and tested for safety.""Bullet proof? What are we, some sort of endangered animals?" Akihito grumbled. "I only need to deliver the agreement to Haru-nii," he said as he patted the backpack containing the proposal."Your safety is our main concern, Takaba sama," Ando spoke from the driver's seat.Toru nodded his head in agreement. "I suggested that we use the black SUV instead of the limousine. Asami sama has also approved the plan."Akihito watched Kou and Takato walked down the short flight of stairs from their second floor apartment to the limousine. "I supposed it's better than arriving at Haru-nii's company in the limousi