Alright. Here goes my attempt at a Tokyo Drift story. Please leave any feedback. Thanks a bunch.

Disclaimer, for all chapters: I do not on any of the Fast and the Furious'.

Racing. It's all that I've known and who I have become. Well, not necessarily me, but the people I surround myself with.

My family is and always will be Toretto's team. Dominic Toretto, anyone who's anyone in the racing world would know who he is. When I was a little girl his family took me in and cared for me when there was no one else who gave a damn.

Anything I know and all that I am this day I owe to them. If it weren't for them I'd probably be laying in a ditch somewhere long forgotten. However for the past two and a half years I've been living in Tokyo. Yes, Tokyo.

For a nineteen year old American girl Tokyo is a little on the rough side, but I've got my connections. Well, Han's got his connections and I've got Han. After our last little heist down in the D.R we all had to split and make a run for it. Dom sent me with Han, a man that I'd only known for a couple days, said it'd be safest for me.

I'd tried to fight it and tell him I was staying, but it was no use. He'd rather risk taking me to the airport and throwing me on the plane then letting me stay. So, I went, and I've been here, just waiting for him to tell me when I can go back home.

Don't get anything I said wrong. Tokyo's fine, it's great in fact and the racing scene is quite a bit different. I just miss my family.

With a sigh I made myself forget what is always pressing at the back of my mind and stood up from my bed and began getting ready for the day.

After I was all ready I made my way out of my room and out to the shop where the rest of the crew would be. The rest of the crew meaning Han and all the women who go around following him like lost little puppies.

I sighed and entered the garage to see Han looking inside the hood of a car. "Start it." He called out and one of the many models did so and a horrid sound came from the car. "Off." He said quickly and she turned the car right off.

"Sounds like the trannie." I told the man as I leaned against the car next to him. "Better get to fixing that soon."

With that I turned and heard his chuckle as I walked away. "Why so eager?"

"Missing my baby." I called back and he laughed. The car was his, but it was sort of mine, I drove it more than him, again not so true, I just wish it were mine.

"Is that so?" He called out as I made my way up the stairs to look for something to eat. On the upper level there were some of his women lying around on couches and such but I ignored them and looked for food. There was nothing.

"Han." I called out and he gave a non committed sound. He was distracted. "I'm hungry and there's nothing to eat."

Nothing was said for a moment so I was assuming he was being occupied. I went down the steps again and sure enough there he was pushed up against a car with one of the models running their hands through his hair. I don't see how someone could just go and not have a steady relationship or anything but mess around with so many people.

I let out a sigh and walked over to them. He glanced at me out of the corner of his eye as I approached and I slipped my hand into his back pocket pulling out a set of keys. "I'm taking the skyline."

Quickly he pulled away from the model as I started making my way over to the car. "Ah Chris." He pulled me away from the car and handed me another set of keys. These keys being to Twinkies car and I scoffed.

"Screw that Han. I wouldn't be caught dead in that." He looked at me and just raised an eyebrow causing me to scowl at the man. "I'm taking the skyline or Mona."

There was no room for other negotiation. With a small twitch of his lip I tossed the keys back knowing I had won, I always did. "Pick me up some gummy bears."

I rolled my eyes as I whipped the car in reverse and easily maneuvered my way out onto the street. Cars were amazing. Like nothing else, people liked heights, and roller coasters to get their adrenaline rush, I liked the speed of the car. Whenever I'm upset I just hop in a car and go, no destination, no time, nothing, just me, the car, and the road.

Keeping a nice fast speed I made my way down to my favorite place and parked right in front before going inside. Once inside I looked around and saw all the people and many familiar faces. "Chrissy."

Turning around there was an attractive slightly older Japanese man, also the owner of the place. "How are we today Kang?"

He smiled and pulled me into a hug before placing a kiss on the corner of my mouth. "I'm well. How are you beautiful?" It wasn't a secret that Kang felt a little something for me. He liked to show it as much as possible and I was fine with that.

"I'm great, but starving. What we got on the menu today my friend?" He quickly started talking but I ignored him and glanced around the busy place. There were people dancing and drinking and then there were the ones like myself who came to eat. It was only morning but it didn't matter to them.

Kang was off talking to a cook and then he was back to my side. "I've got to meet with a client Chris. But enjoy your meal and come say goodbye before you leave." I smiled at the man as he leaned in and placed a kiss on my forehead.

The meal was great and I was glad that I'd decided to come out. However when I left the building I saw someone leaning against the skyline. Rolling my eyes I tried to walk past the man standing in front of the car but he wouldn't let me.

"Come on Chris." He said as he pulled me against him and wrapped one arm around my back. "I apologized."

Rolling my eyes I pushed away from the man and tried to pull my door open but he wasn't having that. "What do you want Takashi?" I asked turning around to glare at him. There was no reason for him to be bothering me.

He slid closer to me and caressed my arm and I felt the familiar tingles that I drove me crazy. "You know what Chris."

Takashi always had this affect on me, just like Han did with all those models I supose. I really didn't know. All I knew was that it was not a good thing. "Where's Neela?" I asked with a slight sneer. Don't get me wrong, I liked the girl, I just didn't like the fact that Takashi was trying to play us both, and we both knew it.

His eyes searched my face and his was devoid of any emotion so I let out a sigh. Of course he came to me when she was in school. He tried to grab me but I slipped from his grasp and slid into the car easily. I could see the patience slowly slipping from him as he knocked on my window.

With another sigh I rolled it down and he leaned in. "What?" I asked making sure he got the tone I was using.

He leaned in even closer so there was only a small space between us and breathed in. "I'm sorry Chris. You know I am." I shook my head and he let out another breath this one into my neck and it sent shivers down my back. "You'll be there Friday right?" He asked and I didn't answer. He must have given up because he pulled back slightly and looked into my eyes. "I'll see you then." Before I could do anything he leaned in and captured my lips with his and pulled away. The sneaky bastard.

There were definitely strong feelings of anger rolling off of me as I watched him walk away and to his own car with his cocky swagger. It always got to me and he knew it.

Without stopping anywhere else I hauled ass back to the garage feeling pissed. I screeched to a halt and Han came over to the edge of the upper level and watched me get out of the car. His face was blank as he watched me begin to ascend the stairs. I really didn't care at this point I just wanted to hurt someone.

"Where's my gummy bears." Han asked as I reached him.

Turning to him I let out a growl and chucked the skyline's keys at him to which he had to duck. "Get your own damn gummy bears."

The models who were sitting on the couch were watching us with interest. For some reason they thought that any fight or argument we had was something of interest. "What's up Chris?" He asked and started to follow me as I walked away and started heading back down the stairs to the exit. I just needed out.

"Nothing Han. I'm fine." I ground out between my teeth as I walked through the large garage door.

On the street there were tons and tons of people but Han was staying right on me. "If you were fine I wouldn't need to be following you right now Chris." He called out to me calmly. Nothing ever fazed the great Han.

I continued to ignore the man that followed me and kept on trucking down the sidewalk. After about five minutes of walking I turned around to see that he had a bag of gummy bears and was just silently following me. "Leave me alone Han."

A little chuckle escaped and I turned to see him looking at a couple of women. "Can't do that Chris." Without another word I whipped around and continued on my way. "Is it D.K?" He called out and I froze.

It wasn't really a secret that some things were going on between us. But whenever Han would bring it up it gave me this slightly sick feeling to my stomach, and I really didn't want to acknowledge why that may be.

"It is." Without another sound from him he was at my side lightly gripping my arm to keep me from trying to run. He knew me too well. "I told you a long time ago Chris. You didn't want to get mixed up with him." A sigh slipped through my lips and I looked up at him feeling a bit down. "You know how he is. When he finds something he wants, he won't let go."

That was definitely true. It's the reason neither, Neela or I were able to get away from him. He'd found us both, and wanted us, and he wasn't going to let either of us go. "I know that Han. It's just-" I didn't know. I let it trail off as I leaned into the man and he wrapped his arm around my shoulder. "What do I do?"

Looking up at him he was looking out into the street. "Beats me." He answered bluntly with a shrug and I shoved him away from me with a groan.

"You're an ass. We had a moment there."

His chuckle was all I heard as I turned and began my journey back to the garage, with Han right behind me. As usual.