Ok this is my first try at writing. So if it sucks sorry. I'm working on the other chapters but it may take awhile. I don't own Tokyo Drift I'm just borrowing it and writing it the way I think it should have happened. If you think you deserve credit or I didn't credit someone let me know!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh and please tell me if you find the smallest mistake.

Chapter 1 "Meetings and First Impressions"

Morimoto glared across the table at Han. Who was totally oblivious due to the fact he was focused on his cards. 'God Han was such a….. for lack of a meaner word, pest'. It annoyed Morimoto to no end that Takashi, better know as DK, let that punk hang around. Han was just………………………..'

"I'll raise you," DK said as he tossed some poker chips into the center of the table. Han smirked as he tossed in chips to match DK's.

'Had those had been actual chips Han would have fought tooth and nail for them. The guy was such a pig and yet for some strange reason girls found him attractive.' Morimoto snorted at the whole idea. Han and DK both looked at Morimoto.

"Fold," Morimoto said sounding bored as he laid his cards face down on the table, "I'll catch up with you later D. I got something to take care of. Han." He nodded toward Han and left.

DK raise an eyebrow at Han; who in turn shrugged and muttered something about going to get more munchies as he left the room. DK blinked and shook his head, 'Ok, whatever' he then proceed to push the chips into the holder in the center of the table. He glanced at Morimoto's face down cards. Curiosity got the better of him and he flipped the cards over. His eyes widened 'the little shit had a straight flush. Why'd he fold? Something wasn't right. Morimoto never missed a chance to win at cards.

Reiko sat in the backseat of Twinkie's Hulk-mobile, typing away on her laptop. Today had been long and relatively boring. They'd gotten a new student at school, he was unfortunately sitting right next her. Yes, Twinkie had to make friends with the newbie. Sean, the he in question was just like every other guy at school; full of himself, asshole type attitude and more than likely a giant perv. It's not that she had something against the guy or any, but she was just so sick of THOSE types of guys.

"Oh you mean Morimoto he's…." Twinkie said, his voice snapping Reiko out of her thoughts for a few seconds.

Morimoto was a prime example of one of THOSE types. That little, bastard was, wait no not little, more like the king, of jackasses. The image of Morimoto in a donkey suit, popped into her head and she snort in amusement. She looked up just in time to see Twinkie give her a toothy grin in the review mirror. He continued on with his lame jokes and Reiko went back to naming the reasons why Morimoto was the King of THOSE types and shouldn't be allowed to reproduce.

Reason number one: He was a pervert; plain and simple. She'd lost count of the times she'd seen him grabbing some poor girl's ass. Once or twice she had been a victim herself but Han had put an immediate stop to that. She smiled at the memory of Han, ever so calmly grabbing Morimoto by the front of his shirt and again ever so calmly explaining that if he ever touched Reiko again, Han would personally drag Morimoto to the top of the parking garage and throw him off into traffic.

Come to think of it that was a good thing about Morimoto he did defend his girlfriends. It was kind of sweet how he….SWEET did she just think Morimoto could be sweet. That's just well disturbing.

"What the hell are we doing in a parking garage I thought we were going to the races," Sean asked? Twinkie smiled and with a laugh said "We are."

Reiko smile and Earl shook his head and muttered "Yanks."

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DK strutted through the parking garage with a large smirk on his face. Some punk-ass kid thought he could beat the king at his own game. DK hadn't been beat in a drifting race in 4 years. The kid would lose and that would be that. The race however wasn't the only thought in DK head. 'Where the hell was Morimoto?' DK half listened to the conversation around him, as he scanned the parking garage for Morimoto. He didn't have to search long, the unmistakable sound of Morimoto's engine filtered through the noise. Heads turned and a flock of girls surround his car once he was parked.

"Where were you? You're later than usual."DK asked.

"I told you I had things to take care of," Morimoto causally replied. He then laughed and smirked. DK raised an eyebrow but only smirked in return.

DK watched Morimoto flirt with the entire female half of the crowd. He merely shook his head. He didn't understand why Han and Morimoto didn't get along. They had a lot of the same interests; like cars and girls and cars and girls. Most of the time it seemed like that was the only thing on either of their minds. They were also both very intelligent and yet very easily confused. The only major personality differences they had were Han was always calm and let things go, while Morimoto was impulsive and preferred to settle things with his fists. Morimoto was D's closes friends, but there were times when even D didn't understand him.

"Hey, I'll catch up with you guys later. I'm gonna go see what Han's up to," Reiko said, as she headed off to the place where Han could usually be found.

"Yeah umm…… I got something to go do. So I'm gonna yeah," Earl said and then disappeared into the crowd.

"Was it something I said," Sean asked, "Or something I did."

Twinkie laughed and said, "No, Reiko's just go to check in with Daddy and Earl's….."

"Wait Daddy," Sean asked?

"It's kind of hard to explain but the simple version is Reiko lives with Han and they sorta have this weird father daughter relationship," Twinkie explained.

"Oh oook…. I'll be right back," Sean said distractedly as he walked slowly towards Neela.

"That boy's gonna get himself into……..Hello ladies," Twinkie said being easily distracted himself.

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"Havin' trouble with your car," Sean asked? Neela glanced at Sean then went back to work under the hood of her car.

"I think I can handle it," she replied as she proceed to due whatever it was that she was doing.

"Ah, there's your problem right there, you don't have a V8,"Sean said haughtily.

"Boys and their toys; Bigger is always better." Neela said as shut the hood of her car.

"Well, in this case, yes, bigger is better, Neela. I'm Sean" He informed her.

"Sorry I didn't recognize you without your slippers on," she replied.

"Don't you mean uwabaki," he slyly recommended.

"Oh, so you were paying attention," She stated, "And too think I thought you were fantasizing about me." With that she walked away leaving Sean utterly dumb founded.

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"Hey baby girl," Han said as Reiko scurried toward him. He wrapped his left arm around her shoulder and kissed the top of her head. Reiko smiled and looked at the crowd. She saw Neela walking away from Sean. 'Oh greeaaaaaaaaat,' Reiko thought, as she snuggled into Han's chest, earning herself several death glares. She just smiled innocently. She did rather enjoy pissing off the Han fan girls. It was one of her favorite games. Han being Han was, well, either completely oblivious or didn't care, most likely the latter. Reiko felt Han turn his body and she followed his gaze. Morimoto and DK were leisurely approaching.

"It's almost time to race D. Where have you been," Han asked, very uninterested.

"I won't be racing tonight. There is business that needs to be attended too," DK said while giving Han a serious look, "Morimoto will take my place."

"Your funeral," Reiko accidently said aloud.

"Aww Reiko you're breaking my heart," Morimoto said sarcastically.

"Well doesn't it suck to be you," Reiko spat.

"Hey, I'm not the one who does the sucking," Morimoto replied, "How is Earl?"

"I know you're jealous but I really don't think you're Earl's type," She said coolly. She then walked up to him and whispered loud enough for the others to hear "Then again you should know from past rejection." With that she walked off but not before patting him on the ass.