Author's Note: Hello you that read here! Well, first of all, to write this fic, I read on some medical forums to understand better Francesco Bernoulli's personallity, obviously by the type of film that he comes, some people just see him as a man (car) highly funny, sexy and charming.

The truth is, I'll go for a bit stormy side of what could be his lifestyle if this is seen further.

I don't mean that the character can look bad (on the contrary, I love him) or offended anything or anyone, but I don't want this to turn out as typical fairy tale. I hope you understand me. Also, I'm one of those people who do not like the typical "first sight" love story.

Second, I will do it as Gijinka style, because is a little easier for me (and I imagine it, as my own drawings. XD), I apologize for people who prefer the characters in their original form.

And…. Sorry for my bad English, my mother language is Spanish, but I always try to improve. I will make the appropriate corrections promptly.

Thank you.

1. From the depth of the storm.

(Francesco)

"And she disappeared... when I returned to Towkyo, she was not there... Francesco looked for her everywhere, but she left without a crumb of her ways. But Why? Why I want to find her? About that Chuki said? Obligation? Why do I want her on my bed? Or.. For love, for true love? Damn it... I'm so confused... What's wrong with me?- "

Eight years ago.

It had been about three years since the first WGP, after convincing the racers that there was no danger and had taken appropriate security measures, most of them accepted a new challenge.

The only one who did not show up for the occasion, was Lightning McQueen, this time he will take his time after his NASCAR season, and he wanted to be with his wife, Sally as long as he could, because they would soon be parents.

The occasion was curious, almost all racers living a new version of their life, most were married or engaged, and had children. Many of them, were officially presented that night at the party in Towkyo Crystal Dome, at bay. Miguel Camino's wife still had a couple of months before giving birth to their first child, so she took time to accompany him that night, and Chuki, Shu Todoroki's wife, gave birth the night before the event the birth of their firstborn. She obviously was absent, and just finished this reception, Shu will run to see his family at the hospital.

That night, after the WGP party, after the great presentation, everyone went to sleep to wait for the future big event, including the Italian guy, who clearly showed it, want or not, was very tired, yawned a couple of times while walked for a long burgundy red carpeted corridor, in one of the most luxurious hotels in the city. His dark curls had lost a bit of form with this hustle, interviews and other things. Behind him came his pit crew, talking and some trying to go unnoticed for having drunk some more, Francesco stopped at a door with the number 33, said good night with a huge and satisfied smile, was about opening the door of his hotel room when he was interrupted a moment by his Crew Chief: Giuseppe Motorosi.

Giuseppe was a man twenty years older than his star driver, with some gray in his well-groomed dark hair, his red suit was embroidered on a pocket of his jacket, the logo of Alfa-Romeo.

Before, they said goodbye to the rest of the team, then Motorosi walked with a slight and according smile to Francesco, and put his right hand on his shoulder before starting to speak the last words of the night.

-Don't forget the practice is very early, I recommend you give a shower and go to sleep immediately. -

Francesco looked at him with a vain smile, and replied.

-You're talking to Francesco Bernoulli, Giuseppe, I know, and you know I'm always on the track early, could have tested tonight if it were not for the party. But hey, When do I let you down? -

Finished speaking, and his Chief shook his head, laughing softly, patting his shoulder, then quietly the old driver went to his room to rest. Giuseppe trusted 100% in Francesco about his determination, did not have to say more.

The young Italian man finally entered his room, closing the door behind him and sighed deeply, losing his champion smile away, was time for a well earned rest.

He walked to the foot of the bed as he unbuttoned the cuffs burgundy, when in less than a second he heard someone knocking on the door twice. Francesco raised an eyebrow, he supposed could be Giuseppe again, maybe he forgot to say something, but the touches did not seem familiar at all, usually the old Alfa-Romeo shouted from outside. Confident and thinking that the figure of his Chief was behind the door, opened it without hesitation.

-Giuseppe Did you forget something? - His voice was cut immediately, it wasn't the old racer who was facing the door, but a woman.

-Good evening, Mr. Bernoulli ... - The voice, low and sensual from that woman with long red hair, worn in a high ponytail braid, came to the attention of the Italian man, like a relief after what happened that night. He smiled as he would with any beautiful woman he had in front.

-Hello. - He said, almost in a charming whisper.

He puts his back against the door frame, as he gave a detailed look at her, she was dressed in the uniform of hotel as a maid. The girl had a neutral look in her eyes, was just doing her job.

From a cart that she wore down the corridor, took a pair of white towels and put them in front of Francesco.

-I brought clean towels, Do you want me to order them in the bathroom, or will you own?

She mixed a very strange oriental accent between English that she speaking, and she did not seem a Japanese woman. Francesco did not expect her to give him so coldly phrases, usually women give charming smile back at him. But she... doesn't.

-Eh... Can you accommodate them, please? If that does not take away too much time with the other rooms.

Specifically asked, leaving his amazement, he thought he was losing his touch. He motioned with his hand and turned away from the door for her to enter to the room.

-Do not worry, I'm almost done for today, excuse me please. - She came in when he stepped aside from the door a little and made this sign, went straight to the bathroom, and Francesco decided to follow her.

Francesco looked how the woman removed the used towels from where they were hung, and puts the other in a cabinet. She did everything in silence.

-Hey ... What's your name? – He asked her, directly. Francesco watched her legs and almost under her dress as she was up on tall furniture to leave another bath towel. Before he could see her underwear, the girl got off from there, turned around and looked at him.

-Kaori, my name is Kaori... and now, I'm leaving. - She finished her work, she walked straight to the door. -Good night. –

-Japanese name, but you do not look like a Japanese girl, you have Occidental facial features... and well, thank you, but would be a better night if you stay a moment here. - He thought aloud, but did not mean that he cared too much, not was the first time he said something like that.

She turned around with a look not very friendly.

- What do you think I am? A slut? Do you think that because you are very famous and handsome all the girls are dropping like flies at your feet? If I were not in working hours and because I have supposed to treat the customer very well, I would give you a well-deserved slap in this moment. In other hand, I don't want to run the risk of being fired. I need the work.

-Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I'm not trying to say that you're... a slut, the intention was not to offend you. – He shook his hands with the fingers extended as if he's trying to defend himself from a blow that was coming.

-Do you know how many men have offered to me the same stupidity thing in this job? Many, and having to endure them without saying a word, that sucks. I don't accept them, because that's not my job. Now, with your permission, I'm not come to this hallway tomorrow, and I'm glad because tomorrow's my day off. Goodbye Mr. Bernoulli.

She was pretty upset, too bad to go through it almost every day, she had not exploited with anyone, but Kaori was happy that the Italian man didn't make a big scene about it, and it was not just her who was happening, her co-workers also. Before she closing the door completely, Kaori heard again the her name from Francesco.

- Hey, Kaori wait!

- Now, what do you want? I hope it's not another silly thing as above. – She waited for the response, turning sharply to look at him without changing her expression of annoyance.

-Well, I really want that you to apologize to Francesco, but he wants to know if you can accept him an invitation to breakfast? There is a training track early, but then, I have nothing to do until lunchtime. Please. What do you say? Then Francesco leave you alone, it's a promise.

He really took courage to ask that to the redhead girl, because it was always easy for him to be with a woman but now…. Francesco could also think about looking at other women without having to almost beg this girl. But there was something in her, like a challenge.

Kaori sighed, surrendered in a way, it was the first time someone made her an invitation after wanting to invade her body beyond a look. "Then Francesco leave you alone" that was enough to accept.

-Sure, that's fine with me. I see you tomorrow at 8:00 am, if you complete your training before that time, in the cafeteria which is close to the hotel. It's named Turisuto Kafe, I say it to you, for you don't miss from here. It's only a couple of streets, and if you have problems to getting there, ask the receptionist.

Her voice grew quiet, but not her eyes, but Francesco was satisfied with that, and thanked her for the consideration she had with him, so he had no problems, getting to the place.

-Good night... –

She finally said goodbye to him and closed the door, leaving alone the Italian man. Who finally made his way to the bathroom to take a shower. It was strange the atmosphere there now, especially when Francesco held the towel in his hands, the perfume that they had, was both soap from the laundry room hotel, with a slight mixture of Kaori perfume. He did not know how, but he could feel it as if it were a flower lost in the ivy. He smiled, feeling a little stupid. Finally got into the shower and after that he went to bed.

To be continued ...

-Kaori is an original character that belongs to me and this story too. (c) Shadoru-Fantasy , Shadoru-Flames.

-Other characters are officially of Cars 2. (C) Disney. PIXAR.