Title: Silly boys
Rated K to T
Character: Shijima and Miharu
Disclaimer: Do not own Nabari but if I did things would be totally different. But I don't!
Shijima p.o.v
Some dare to call me a devil. I can understand why since I leave all these silly boys and their pretty toys in the dust. On the outskirt of Banten is where we live it up faster than anyone for a minutes or two. See I am indeed the devil of street racing but I'm on a whole other level.
My body in life is my boyfriend, who doesn't have a cue on what I do every night. Miharu, who known as the devil brat. Maybe that's what drew me to him. I could slow down my life around him. Which was nice for a change of pace for me.
Once the night came I'm back in my other baby. Her curves anyone would kill for Baby doll pink Jetta, with neon purple seats, killer sound system, tire that hug every corner or curves. Their nothing better than gripping her steering wheel, pedal to the floor, riding her forever. The type of ride of grabbing ahold to something, count your blessing as you ask forgiveness for your sins.
Like any other night we met in an abandoned parking lot of town. Met and greet to any new racer. I'm not really all that fond of this part. Just because I'm still a highschool student and on top of that a female. Respect doesn't come easy but once we're on the pavement. It's all or nothing with ten grand on the line.
It was go time as I had fought to get to the finish. Nail biting race. I hadn't been in one of those for a long time Who ever I was racing beside went from zero to sixty in no time. But I'm the type of girl who will get anyone into trouble. Then I'll make it a double as I took the curve at high-speed. A risk I knew my car could do as I drifted right pass them.
I know that move will cost me a new set of tires. As both of my babies take all my money. But only one is an endless spending machine.
Crossing the finishing line. I didn't bother getting out of my car the whole way to get my money. "I'll take that"
"I can't believe we lost to a girl!" I knew that voice as
Kouichi screamed it.
Glancing over to the driver seat I notice someone I didn't think I'll see here. Since he never talk about cars or racing. "I can't believe we lost all of Tobari money he loan us." My devil winged boyfriend, Miharu.
Smiling in my rear view mirror watching the two boys bickering. Knowing come tomorrow morning at school when Reimei ask what everyone did this weekend. All three of us will lie to her by saying. 'Not much.' A reply she use to hearing from Yoite, who here every night along with Yukimi. Now that's a pair to race and who know maybe one night. They let me take them to their limits in ten second or less.
Not much like I thought. Sitting around the lunch table. Reimei went on about something she force her brother to try over the weekend. "What did you guys manage to do over the weekend?"
"Study mostly for the big exams coming up." A lie from Kouichi. I never knew he could lie to that girl and get away with it.
"Hang out with Yukimi." Yoite replay as always.
Miharu only shrugged some not saying a word much like myself. My thoughts on my next freedom night. Where all that matter is how deep the person pocket are and how fast and far I can push my limits.
A/n: well it's not that bad is it...