Disclaimer: I do not own Mai HiMe (damn), Sunrise owns Mai HiMe.

Hi this is my first fic on this site! I hope I don't disappoint :)

By the way, if you see: __________ that means a significant amount of time has passed and the location has more than likely changed.

"Natsuki!" Mai yelled as she ran to catch up with her friend.

The girl, Natsuki, had just been about to get onto her Ducati. She turned around slowly. "What is it, Mai? I'm a little tired."

Mai finally caught up to her friend and took a second to catch her breath while holding a finger up to Natsuki's face as if to say 'hold on a second.' Natsuki sighed and put her helmet back on the bike handle.

Mai lowered her finger and smiled at Natsuki's cutely annoyed face. "Calm down," Mai said patting Natsuki's shoulder. "I've got news from the Biker Club."

This got Natsuki's attention. She leaned against her bike. "Okay let's hear it."

"You've got a race challenge."

Natsuki blinked. She hadn't been challenged in months. In fact, once she beat Nao, the former Racing Champion, she'd turned into a mini-celebrity amongst the Bikers, and was no longer seen as possible to defeat. "What? For real? Who is it?"

Mai smiled, she knew her friend would be interested in this. Though she wasn't sure she liked Natsuki's racing hobby. How many bike accidents had the Queen of the Racetrack gotten into this past year? How many had been near-death experiences? Mai, of course, realized that if she wanted to protect her friend, she had to be as involved in said friend's ridiculously dangerous hobbies.

Mai looked at the name she had written down on her hand. "Shi-Shizur-u….Fuuj-."

Natsuki growled and grabbed Mai's hand. "I can't believe you can't read your own handwriting, let me see that." She blinked. Wow Mai has horrible hand writing. "Shiz-uru Fuji…Fujino? Shizuru Fujino…why does that sound so familiar?" Natsuki dropped the blushing Mai's hand and pondered this for a second. She'd definitely heard the name before. Natsuki was about to ask Mai who she thought this Shizuru was but stopped when she noticed her friend was blushing. "What the hell, Mai? What's wrong?"

Mai blinked, surprised. "Huh? What? Listen," she checked her watch. "I have to go; Mikoto must be starving! But call me later and I'll arrange the race with Fujino."

Natsuki nodded, put on her helmet, and got onto her bike. "I'll talk to you later then, Mai," Natsuki said as she put up the kickstand on her bike and revved the engine. She gave one last glance and nod to her friend who weakly waved back and was off down the road, away from Fuuka Academy, and towards her apartment.

Mai watched the disappearing back of her friend as she sped off. She had no idea how such a boyish girl could be that sexy. But then again, the girl was definitely blessed in the looks department.

That night Natsuki had done her research. She gave Nao a call.

"Hey, Nao?"

"Kuga? What do you want?"

Natsuki sighed. "I want to know about a Shizuru Fujino."

"Then go on Google, idiot." Nao growled as she hung up the phone. It had been months since Natsuki stole her title as Racing Champion and Nao still hadn't gotten over it. They were friends…sort of, although Nao was now having second thoughts. No one like Kuga got her blood boiling the way it did. Just hearing her voice made her heart do a couple of laps around the racetrack. It was pathetic and she knew it. She wouldn't let this get to her though. She'd still be Kuga's number on competition…and maybe win something else if she managed to beat Kuga.

Natsuki glared at her cell phone. God that girl drives me nuts. She instead called Tomoe, whom she didn't really know as well but decided why not?

"Hello?"

"Tomoe? It's Natsuki."

Tomoe took her eyes off her magazine and looked at something less interesting so she could focus on the conversation. "Oh, hey Kuga what do you need?"

Natsuki let out a sigh of relief and lay back onto her bed. "I was just wondering if you knew who Shizuru Fujino is."

Silence.

Natsuki blinked. "Um, hello?"

Do I know who Shizuru Fujino is? What kind of joke is that, I worship her! "S-sorry, Natsuki. Yeah I know who she is."

Natsuki waited for more but it didn't come. She groaned, "Okay and?"

The mere mention of Fujino's name sent Tomoe into her own la-la land. Natsuki's clearly annoyed voice managed to wake her up from her fantasies. "Oh right. She's an amazing racer! She's absolutely gorgeous and rides a purple and pink Kawasaki ninja. She's absolutely…just…" Tomoe let out a dreamy sigh.

Natsuki pulled her cell phone away from her ear and stared at it as if it were gross. She pulled it back to her ear. "Get a grip, Tomoe. I just want to know how good of a racer she is."

Tomoe was yet again pulled out of her dream-like state. "She's the best I've ever seen."

Natsuki almost said "but you've seen me race haven't you?" but realized she'd sound like an arrogant ass.

"Got it. Thanks, Tomoe." Natsuki pressed the end button and rested her hand over her forehead. The best she's ever seen. Looks like I'll really need to be prepared.

That's when Natsuki called Mai to have her arrange the race for tomorrow night.

The next night, Natsuki rode her way over to the Biker Club.

This place really needs a name change. She thought as she pulled up to the parking lot and turned the bike engine off. There was already a crowd gathering outside the bar. Natsuki looked around. The Biker Club was really just a seedy bar full of bike racers and those willing to place bets on illegal races. Near the bar were a racetrack and a giant lot. The usually empty lot during the day had numerous tents set up at night. People moved from tent to tent. There were mechanics that worked on the many different colored bikes, making last check ups and making sure it was A-okay for racing. Around the track were even racers doing practice laps. It was never going to be a busy night for Natsuki unless she head people placing bets outside of the bar or two people arguing over who was the better rider.

Natsuki looked towards her usual, dark blue tent. Mai was already there talking to Nao. Natsuki pulled off her helmet (ignoring the many whispers of, "She's gorgeous!" and "Look at her body, wow!") and made her way through the gawking girls and guys, even knocking over a few in the process.

"God can't you people move?" Natsuki grumbled.

Mai and Nao turned their heads to stare at Natsuki as she emerged from the crowds of people with a pissed of expression her face. What else was new?

"Natsuki!" Mai called happily. "I don't think Fujino-san is here yet but I'll be sure to let you know when she gets here."

"Kuga," Nao nodded with an impish smile on her face as she looked Natsuki up and down. "Nice rider suit. Is it new?"

Natsuki blinked and looked down at the rider suit she's been wearing for years. Of course it wasn't the same old one…she ripped way too many, some even beyond repair. But it was definitely, well, the same style. "Uh, no?"

Mai gave Nao then Natsuki a weird look then retreated into the tent.

Did Nao just compliment me? Natsuki wondered as she eyed her not-so-favorite red-head.

Nao caught the suspicious look and glared. "What are you looking at, Kuga? I'm not a piece of meat."

Natsuki coughed nervously and turned bright red. She finally regained her original color then, with a glare, shoved past Nao and entered her tent. Okay that was weird.

Natsuki fell back onto the couch and sighed. Tonight barely started and she was already exhausted.

"You okay, Natsuki?" Mai asked as she sat next to her friend.

Natsuki nodded. "I'm fine, Mai." Honestly though? Natsuki hadn't gotten any sleep after that phone call with Tomoe. Usually she wasn't one to worry about races…but this one felt different. This woman who she knew she's heard of before but just can't remember had kept her up worrying all night. Natsuki didn't really care much about what others thought of her, but she really did like the Racer Champion title.

Mai left Natsuki to her thoughts and went outside to continue discussing…whatever with Nao.

Suddenly, the bickering of the outside spectators got louder. Natsuki realized they must've been all gathered outside her tent. "For the love of—what now?" Natsuki muttered as she rose from her laid back, basically sprawled position on the couch.

She flung back the flap of her tent…but collided head on with another person. They fell. Natsuki's back hit the ground with a thud. "Ow," she groaned. When she opened her emerald eyes she took in a sharp breath. There, staring down at her, were the most oddly colored eyes. Was it some sort of light brown? Almost…reddish.

"Ara, I hadn't expected us to hit it off so well at first," the other, older girl's honey-filled voice said. "You are Natsuki, correct?"

Natsuki stared up dumbfounded. Was this…was this Shizuru? "C-correct…" Natsuki made a move to get up, but Shizuru stayed still. Their faces were now mere inches from each other. Natsuki blushed then swallowed.

A slow smile spread across Shizuru's face. She leaned forward slightly, and right before Natsuki looked like she was going to faint, Shizuru pulled back and stood up. Natsuki exhaled slowly. What had just happened?

Shizuru held out a hand, Natsuki took it and was helped up off the ground. She dusted herself off then held out a hand. "I'm Kuga Natsuki."

Shizuru stared at the hand with a strange amused expression on her face. "I know. We've been over this. Do you know who I am is the question."

Natsuki let her hand fall to her side. "Fujino Shizuru?"

Shizuru nodded. "I hope I didn't hurt Natsuki? I would've knocked but…there is no door."

Natsuki gave her a weak smile. "I'm fine. Are you alright? Sorry about that, I tend to rush into things." Natsuki was actually a little surprised they weren't bad-mouthing each other yet and bragging about who had won more races. That was sort of how it normally went.

"I'm quite alright. Now about the race…" Shizuru waltzed right into Natsuki's tent and calmly seated herself on the couch Natsuki had previously been sprawled out on.

Natsuki exchanged glances with Mai and Nao who had been outside watching. They both shrugged, Shizuru was a strange one alright. Strange and beautiful.

Natsuki followed Shizuru to the couch and hovered about a bit awkwardly. Sitting next to her would be…weird wouldn't it? What was she doing on her couch anyways? The woman acts like she's some sort of queen. Last time Natsuki checked, she was the reigning queen around here.

"Listen," Natsuki said in her usual annoyed tone, "Are we going to do this or what?"

Shizuru looked up from under long eyelashes. "Do what?" She asked ever so sweetly.

Natsuki had the strangest urge to hold her nose as if she had a nosebleed coming on. What the hell? She shook off the feeling and pointed outside the tent. "Race."

Okay end of first chapter! Hope everyone liked it PLEASE review and tell me what you think. Should I change anything? Is anything wrong? I apologize for any typos or grammatical errors.

Next Chapter Preview: Natsuki and Shizuru get ready to race…but not before doing the whole "If I win you do this, if you win I do this..."

Nao realizes Shizuru is a threat…and Tomoe sets up a trap for Natsuki.

Who will win the race? Or will they finish? Stay tuned :) will be updated most likely every day until finished!

P.S sorry if the format of this story annoys you. I am not sure really the best way to format my word document to make it easy to read when it's converted to a "story" on here.