Title: Hidden IdentityChapter 2/?Pa

Title: Hidden Identity
Chapter 2/?
Pairing: AsamixAkihito
Summary: What if Akihito is not just a mere photographer but has a prestige family background?
Disclaimer: All characters from viewfinder series doesn’t belong to me, they belong to yamano sensei
Acknowledgements: randrews25 for proof reading


Akihito groaned moodily as he packs up his equipment from on the corner of the nicely furnished studio. It was definitely not his day. First he gets screwed by that beast of a man early in the morning which resulted in weakened legs and awkward footsteps. Then, he had to drag his heavy equipments with him with an aching back for the photo shoot. What’s more? Receiving a sudden call from the subordinate of his diabolical brother who informed him that his peaceful life was over, his life was definitely filled with stress and anxieties.

Engaging oneself in intense working was a good way to rid your mind of other worries, so says the experts which he have to agree with, but just when he thought he could finally get down to work, the three sluts on stage did nothing but flirt and demanded that he hang out with them. Akihito felt his patience snap when the girls pushed on for an orgy invitation. Thankfully their managers told them off and threatened to have them fired if they weren’t going to act professional, an act which probably saved their lives.

It was of course unknown to the newbie models that Akihito was renowned not only for his photographic talents and looks, but also for his royalty like status as Asami Ryuichi’s special existence. No sane person in the entertainment industry would dare to upset or trouble Akihito, not unless they fancy death. There are, however, a few isolated occasions where Asami was tempted to cement the offender’s feet and throw them into Tokyo Bay. *stereotype action for yakuza. If Akihito had not pleaded with him, those fools would’ve ended up as shark snacks, and lucky for these girls, they were stopped just before a very pissed Akihito pressed the speed dial for ‘Asami-chan.

Sulking and walking out of GLAM studio, he noticed a black limo parked right at the entrance. Swearing silently, he walked up towards the familiar vehicle and desperately hoped that Asami wasn’t in it. He wasn’t ready to deal with telling his lover the truth and at this moment, he still couldn’t think of a resolution.

A relieved sigh escaped his lips when Touya, one of Asami's goons, opened the back door for him to reveal an empty back seat. He entered the car non enthusiastically and leaned his aching back onto the comfortable material. “Where’s Asami?” he asked sleepily.

“Asami-sama is still at the office. He won’t be back to the penthouse until dinner time. He has ordered me to escort you back to the penthouse directly after your work.” Touya answered politely. The boy might not be dignified enough to earn his respect but when it comes to elevating or clamming his boss’ mood, Akihito works better than narcotics. Not to mention most of Asami’s subordinates has taken a liking to the feisty brat, including himself.

Akihito sighed, no longer having the energy to throw his usual tantrum. “I’m not a damn brat you know? I don’t need constant supervision… What the hell is he thinking? That I’ll cheat on him?”


Taking a quick glance at his watch, the noted the short hand pointing at the number 4.

‘ At least I have a few hours left to derived some kind of explanation… but seriously, I don’t know where or how to start…’


Then an idea struck him. Alcohol. As long as he’s tipsy he’ll be able to blurt out everything without fear. Besides, if Asami ever goes psychotic about it, he could just blame it on his drunkard state.


*********************************************

Flight announcements rang loudly in the crowded arrival hall of Heathrow International Airport. A young man in his late 20’s was pacing elegantly along the corridor with his hand carry. He glanced the surrounding once and unfailingly spotted his target. A tall, brown haired man hastily jogged towards him and greeted him,

“Welcome back from Russia my Lord.” With a bow, the latter reached out for the piece of luggage that he was pulling. “Is that all? I remembered you went with two other large luggage…”

“It’s fine, Sebastian. I threw the unneeded items.” The man replied casually. He has not brought back any clothes, necessities or souvenirs, all he had were the clothes he was wearing, his laptop, and a few important documents.

“Threw, my lord?” Sebastian frowned slightly. His master was undoubtedly rich but throwing out items is still an undesired behaviour.

“Well, donated…” the other answered with a grin. “My items would serve their purpose well in that auction for the AIDS campaign. The charity runners should be smiling happily right now.” Indeed, no one should ever underestimate the price of his ‘only one made in the world’ designer clothes.

“You donated all of them?” Sebastian asked cautiously, aware that there are certain items that shouldn’t be given but destroyed.

“I got rid of the dodgy ones.” the young lord waved impatiently, prominently wanting to change the subject. “More importantly, give me an update. Is everything running in order in my absence?”

“There are no major changes, my Lord. Lord Darling has kept everything in order, you can rest assured with him running your errands.”

“Ah~ He does get things done doesn’t he? What more can a man ask from his secretary?” A smile spread across the young lord’s face as they continued to walk towards the exit.

A man in a chauffer’s uniform greeted them and opened the door of luxurious white limousine. The young lord surveyed his surroundings before entering the car.

"Where’s Seto?" He asked as the limo started to drive.

"On leave for family matters, my Lord."

The young Lord frowned and dialled a familiar number on his mobile phone without hesitation. "This is Jonathan… Have you completed your task?" He asked coldly.

"Yes Ran-sama. I have contacted Akihito-sama about your arrival in Japan next Tuesday." Seto replied, wondering if it was wise to have taken the day off upon his master’s return, but it was necessary since his daughter came down very ill.

“And the information I needed?” Jonathan asked, resting his head on the seat.


"The reviewed materials are on your study table, completed with all the information you have asked for along with photos for illustrations."


"Right... And the passport I asked you to prepare?"


"It’s done, Ran-sama. I’ve already passed it to Sebastian. Is there anything else?"


"That’s all, report to me as soon as you're done with your family affairs."

"Wakarimashita, Ran-sama. I am almost finished."

"Good." Jonathan ended his call with a sigh. It has been a year on top of a decade since he last met his younger brother and he wondered what the boy has grown into. It may have been harsh of him to have exiled a child of 13, but it was necessary at that time and he never regretted his decision.

He rubbed his forehead wearily and shook the thoughts off. "Sebastian, the passport."

"In the compartment in front of you, my Lord" Sebastian replied

Jonathan removed the small red booklet from the compartment and eyed the royal coat of arms intensely. His fingers brushed pass the symbol of British royalty as he turned to the first page which contained the picture and details of its holder.


Code of Issuing State: GBR

Passport No.: 13xxxxxx38

Surname: Ootori

Given Names: Akihito

Nationality: British

Date of birth: 05/05/19xx

Sex: M

Place of birth: Dover

Date of issue 12/10/20xx

Authority: 8


Jonathan closed the book with a sly yet satisfied smile, ‘I have things to settle with you, Akihito. Whether you like it or not, you will return to Britain… By the orders of Jonathan Ran Ootori…’


A 40 minute drive brought the occupants of the limo into the grounds of a gigantic Victorian mansion. Huge iron gates gave way to the moving vehicle, revealing a massive English garden that lead towards the main entrance of the mansion.

Jonathan strolled into the mansion with dignity and was greeted by his stewards. Male and female, they lined themselves on both sides, stretching from the entrance to the stairs that lead above. They bowed their heads low to welcome the return of their master.

Discarding his coat to one of his servants, Jonathan nodded and made his way up the stairs towards his study room. His eyes were set on the large black folder lying on his desk. Picking it up, he slumped back into the comfort of a luxurious armchair and started to read.

A young man with light brown hair and hazel eyes greeted him in the first photo.

Hmm, this picture looks better than the one in the passport made for him He certainly has grown well... A bit thin though...was he not fed well?He proceeds to flip to the next page and his eyes narrowed predatorily at the second picture.

It was a man in his mid thirties, with dark neatly combed hair, piercing golden eyes and the aura of a dominant male wolf, there was no mistake, this is the leader of the pack. He hastily flipped to the wordings in the file.


Surname: Asami

Given name: Ryuichi

Age: 36
Occupation: Business man
Residence: xxxx Tokyo, Japan
Comments:

The most powerful gokudo leader in Japan. He is known to own numerous legal businesses in addition to drugs and weapons trades. Among legal businesses known are clubs such as the famous "CLUB SION”, a chain of hotels, restaurants, casinos and private financing firms. He is found to be acquainted with most Japanese politicians and is mildly associated with international underground figures. Among which are Hong Kong mafia Liu Fei Long and Russian mafia Mikhail Arbatov in Macao.

Akihito-sama is known to have a close relationship with Asami Ryuichi and was proven to spent at least 4 days a week staying over in Asami’s penthouse. The security is moderate but we are yet to infiltrate it for f

Kết quả (Việt) 1:

Tiêu đề: Ẩn danh tínhChương 2 /?Kết nối: AsamixAkihitoTóm tắt: Nếu Akihito là không chỉ là một nhiếp ảnh gia chỉ nhưng có một nền tảng gia đình prestige?Disclaimer: Tất cả nhân vật từ kính ngắm loạt không thuộc về tôi, họ thuộc về yamano senseiLời cảm ơn: randrews25 cho bằng chứng đọc Akihito groaned moodily như ông gói lên thiết bị của mình từ góc của studio được trang bị độc đáo. Đó là chắc chắn không phải là ngày của mình. Đầu tiên ông được hơi say bởi con thú đó của một người đàn ông sớm vào buổi sáng mà kết quả trong suy yếu chân và vụng về bước chân. Sau đó, ông đã phải kéo thiết bị nặng của mình với anh ta với một đau trở lại để chụp ảnh. Hơn nữa? Nhận được một cuộc gọi bất ngờ từ đơn vị hành chính của diabolical trai người thông báo với ông rằng cuộc sống yên bình của mình là hơn, cuộc sống của ông chắc chắn đã được lấp đầy với căng thẳng và lo âu.Hấp dẫn mình làm việc cường độ cao là một cách tốt để thoát khỏi tâm trí của bạn lo lắng khác, vì vậy ông các chuyên gia mà ông phải đồng ý với, nhưng chỉ khi ông nghĩ ông có thể cuối cùng nhận được để làm việc, sluts ba trên sân khấu đã không làm gì nhưng tán tỉnh và yêu cầu rằng ông treo với họ. Akihito cảm thấy sự kiên nhẫn của ông chụp khi các cô gái bị đẩy vào cho một lời mời orgy. Rất may của người quản lý nói với họ và đe dọa để chúng bắn nếu họ sẽ không hành động chuyên nghiệp, một hành động mà có thể lưu cuộc sống của họ.Tất nhiên là không biết đến các mô hình newbie Akihito đã được nổi tiếng không chỉ cho nhiếp ảnh tài năng của mình và trông, nhưng cũng cho tiền bản quyền của mình như trạng thái như Asami Ryuichi đặc biệt tồn tại. Không có người sane trong ngành công nghiệp giải trí nào dám buồn bã hoặc khó khăn khi Akihito, trừ khi họ ưa thích cái chết. Có, Tuy nhiên, một vài cô lập dịp nơi Asami cám dỗ để xi măng bàn chân của người phạm tội và ném chúng vào vịnh Tokyo. * khuôn mẫu các hành động cho yakuza. Nếu Akihito đã không kêu gọi với anh ta, những kẻ ngu nào đã kết thúc lên như cá mập đồ ăn nhẹ, và may mắn cho những cô gái, họ đã được ngừng lại ngay trước khi một Akihito rất pissed ép quay cho ' Asami-chan.Sulking và đi bộ ra khỏi phòng thu GLAM, ông nhận thấy một màu đen xe chưa sử dụng ngay tại cửa. Chửi thề âm thầm, ông đi về phía chiếc xe quen thuộc và rất hy vọng rằng Asami đã không ở trong đó. Ông đã không sẵn sàng để đối phó với nói người yêu của mình thật và tại thời điểm này, ông vẫn không thể nghĩ đến một độ phân giải.Một tiếng thở dài nhẹ nhõm thoát khỏi đôi môi của mình khi Touya, một trong của Asami goons, mở cửa trở lại cho anh ta để tiết lộ một chỗ ngồi trở lại sản phẩm nào. Cardano xe phòng không tích cực và cúi lưng đau lên các vật liệu thoải mái. "Ở đâu là Asami?" ông hỏi sleepily."Asami-sama là vẫn còn ở văn phòng. Ông sẽ không quay lại penthouse cho đến thời gian bữa ăn tối. Ông đã ra lệnh cho tôi để hộ tống bạn quay lại penthouse trực tiếp sau khi công việc của bạn." Touya trả lời một cách lịch sự. Cậu bé có thể không được trang nghiêm, đủ để kiếm được sự tôn trọng của mình nhưng khi nói đến nâng cao hoặc clamming tâm trạng ông chủ của mình, Akihito hoạt động tốt hơn so với chất ma tuý. Không phải đề cập đến hầu hết các cấp dưới của Asami đã thực hiện rất thích để brat feisty, bao gồm cả bản thân.Akihito thở dài, không có năng lượng để ném cơn giận bình thường của ông. "Tôi không phải là một brat damn bạn biết? Tôi không cần giám sát liên tục... Ông nghĩ cái quái gì? Mà tôi sẽ ăn vào anh ta?"Lấy một nháy mắt nhanh lúc chiếc đồng hồ, lưu ý ngắn tay chỉ số 4.' Ít tôi có một vài giờ còn lại để thu một số loại giải thích... nhưng nghiêm túc, tôi không biết từ đâu hoặc làm thế nào để bắt đầu...'Sau đó, một ý tưởng tấn công anh ta. Rượu. Chừng nào ông là tipsy ông sẽ có thể tiết lộ bí mật trong tất cả mọi thứ mà không sợ hãi. Bên cạnh đó, nếu Asami bao giờ đi tâm thần về nó, ông có thể chỉ đổ lỗi cho nó vào nhà nước say rượu của mình.*********************************************Chuyến bay thông báo rang lớn tiếng trong đông đúc sảnh của sân bay quốc tế Heathrow. Một man young in của mình cuối 20 's pacing nhã dọc theo hành lang với thực hiện bàn tay của mình. Ông liếc nhìn xung quanh một lần và unfailingly phát hiện mục tiêu của mình. Một người đàn ông tóc cao, nâu vội vàng jogged đối với anh ta và chào đón anh ta,“Welcome back from Russia my Lord.” With a bow, the latter reached out for the piece of luggage that he was pulling. “Is that all? I remembered you went with two other large luggage…”“It’s fine, Sebastian. I threw the unneeded items.” The man replied casually. He has not brought back any clothes, necessities or souvenirs, all he had were the clothes he was wearing, his laptop, and a few important documents.“Threw, my lord?” Sebastian frowned slightly. His master was undoubtedly rich but throwing out items is still an undesired behaviour.“Well, donated…” the other answered with a grin. “My items would serve their purpose well in that auction for the AIDS campaign. The charity runners should be smiling happily right now.” Indeed, no one should ever underestimate the price of his ‘only one made in the world’ designer clothes.“You donated all of them?” Sebastian asked cautiously, aware that there are certain items that shouldn’t be given but destroyed.“I got rid of the dodgy ones.” the young lord waved impatiently, prominently wanting to change the subject. “More importantly, give me an update. Is everything running in order in my absence?”“There are no major changes, my Lord. Lord Darling has kept everything in order, you can rest assured with him running your errands.”“Ah~ He does get things done doesn’t he? What more can a man ask from his secretary?” A smile spread across the young lord’s face as they continued to walk towards the exit.
A man in a chauffer’s uniform greeted them and opened the door of luxurious white limousine. The young lord surveyed his surroundings before entering the car.

"Where’s Seto?" He asked as the limo started to drive.

"On leave for family matters, my Lord."

The young Lord frowned and dialled a familiar number on his mobile phone without hesitation. "This is Jonathan… Have you completed your task?" He asked coldly.

"Yes Ran-sama. I have contacted Akihito-sama about your arrival in Japan next Tuesday." Seto replied, wondering if it was wise to have taken the day off upon his master’s return, but it was necessary since his daughter came down very ill.

“And the information I needed?” Jonathan asked, resting his head on the seat.


"The reviewed materials are on your study table, completed with all the information you have asked for along with photos for illustrations."


"Right... And the passport I asked you to prepare?"


"It’s done, Ran-sama. I’ve already passed it to Sebastian. Is there anything else?"


"That’s all, report to me as soon as you're done with your family affairs."

"Wakarimashita, Ran-sama. I am almost finished."

"Good." Jonathan ended his call with a sigh. It has been a year on top of a decade since he last met his younger brother and he wondered what the boy has grown into. It may have been harsh of him to have exiled a child of 13, but it was necessary at that time and he never regretted his decision.

He rubbed his forehead wearily and shook the thoughts off. "Sebastian, the passport."

"In the compartment in front of you, my Lord" Sebastian replied

Jonathan removed the small red booklet from the compartment and eyed the royal coat of arms intensely. His fingers brushed pass the symbol of British royalty as he turned to the first page which contained the picture and details of its holder.


Code of Issuing State: GBR

Passport No.: 13xxxxxx38

Surname: Ootori

Given Names: Akihito

Nationality: British

Date of birth: 05/05/19xx

Sex: M

Place of birth: Dover

Date of issue 12/10/20xx

Authority: 8


Jonathan closed the book with a sly yet satisfied smile, ‘I have things to settle with you, Akihito. Whether you like it or not, you will return to Britain… By the orders of Jonathan Ran Ootori…’


A 40 minute drive brought the occupants of the limo into the grounds of a gigantic Victorian mansion. Huge iron gates gave way to the moving vehicle, revealing a massive English garden that lead towards the main entrance of the mansion.

Jonathan strolled into the mansion with dignity and was greeted by his stewards. Male and female, they lined themselves on both sides, stretching from the entrance to the stairs that lead above. They bowed their heads low to welcome the return of their master.

Discarding his coat to one of his servants, Jonathan nodded and made his way up the stairs towards his study room. His eyes were set on the large black folder lying on his desk. Picking it up, he slumped back into the comfort of a luxurious armchair and started to read.

A young man with light brown hair and hazel eyes greeted him in the first photo.

Hmm, this picture looks better than the one in the passport made for him He certainly has grown well... A bit thin though...was he not fed well?He proceeds to flip to the next page and his eyes narrowed predatorily at the second picture.

It was a man in his mid thirties, with dark neatly combed hair, piercing golden eyes and the aura of a dominant male wolf, there was no mistake, this is the leader of the pack. He hastily flipped to the wordings in the file.


Surname: Asami

Given name: Ryuichi

Age: 36
Occupation: Business man
Residence: xxxx Tokyo, Japan
Comments:

The most powerful gokudo leader in Japan. He is known to own numerous legal businesses in addition to drugs and weapons trades. Among legal businesses known are clubs such as the famous "CLUB SION”, a chain of hotels, restaurants, casinos and private financing firms. He is found to be acquainted with most Japanese politicians and is mildly associated with international underground figures. Among which are Hong Kong mafia Liu Fei Long and Russian mafia Mikhail Arbatov in Macao.

Akihito-sama is known to have a close relationship with Asami Ryuichi and was proven to spent at least 4 days a week staying over in Asami’s penthouse. The security is moderate but we are yet to infiltrate it for f