A/N: Hey everyone. I'm hoping this story interest's people. It's about street racing as I'm a big street racer. I haven't seen a street racing Fan fic so I hope this is something new and interesting. I've decided that I want a least 5 reviews before continuing this story and then an additional five with every chapter. Don't worry the chapters will be long so it'll be worth it to review. I just like to know that people are enjoying my story. Thanks

I don't own Escaflowne or any of its characters. cries

Chapter 1 Secrets

The world is full of people. The exact number of people isn't really known but it's a tremendous number. Among all these people, each and every one of them has secrets. Whether these secrets are shared to other people or they are kept hidden from everyone is up to that person. Some secrets were meant to be told. Yet, some are better off left in secrecy.

Some secrets are good, while others are bad but whether they are good or bad differs among people. A secret is a fragile thing. It is mainly influenced by those around it and their influence is what makes the secret good or bad.

The class of people that seems to have more secrets then anyone else are the Nobles. These select people are the highest class and their social power rules over all the lesser classes. Nobles seemed to have the most secrets and the majority of those secrets are considered to be bad. Sex, gambling, drinking, drugs, obsessions are some of the many things the nobles are active in but they carefully hid their secrets behind their social status and wealth.

Money can't buy happiness but it can help fulfill a persons desires. Hitomi Kanzaki knew this statement all too well. She prided herself in being the most secretive person in the Noble class and still be the sneakiest to be able to find out everyone else's secrets that were also in the Noble class.

Her father being the president of Gaea Corporation the leading brand in foreign cars was the richest man in the world and had the most hideous secrets. She knew that he was cheating on her mother for almost five other women who knew nothing about one another. She knew that he was involved in the black market and was the leading drug lord on the whole northern part of the world. She knew that he didn't know that she knew and she liked it that way.

As for her mom. Don't feel sorry for her for being cheated on. She is never home. Hitomi knows that she goes to other men's homes and literally fucks them all night long. She knows that her mom abuses half the drugs that my father deals with. The other half she hadn't gotten to them yet. Hitomi could go on about every member of the Noble class but she won't.

Any person would die to know how Hitomi knows all this. Well it's quite simple really. All you have to do is read between the lines and sometimes follow around your suspect for a couple of days. Learning to read what is unsaid in a conversation is something that Hitomi mastered when she was young. Now being 22 she was an expert. She knew when people were lying and she had silently gathered all the information to herself. Never letting anyone know that she knew their dirty little secrets was a bonus to her.

She hated living with the noble snobs of the world and soon she too had a secret to keep. A secret that was her own that no one knew about. A secret that kept her from going insane week after week, year after year.

Blinking her eyes at the morning sun that shone through her open windows, Hitomi yawns and slowly sits up. Her bare chest has goosebumps as the cold of the morning hits her skin. Shivering she gets out of bed and walks naked over to her closet to get clothes on. Today was Saturday and she was not staying in this huge house longer then she had to.

Let me explain the situation better. The world called Fanelia consisted of two continents. A northern continent, and a southern continent. Her father ruled the northern continent and she didn't know much about the southern. Her family lived in a huge house that was shared by all the other rich assholes that spread their filth throughout the northern continent. I guess it was like a modern day castle.

Being the richest mans daughter, Hitomi was required to attend all the meetings and activities. Only during the week however. On the weekend, she was free to do whatever she wanted and she always knew what she would do every weekend.

It had started out as just a hobby. Something to keep her mind off of the mindless work day after day. Soon however, Hitomi found herself wanting it more and more. It turned into an obsession. Something she had to do every weekend or she'd literally die from withdrawals.

Hitomi dresses in a simple dress but packs a small duffle bag with a pair of ripped pants, a light, black jacket, a black tank top and some tennis shoes. She also packs away her bulging wallet, a hair brush and some rubber bands. This had come to be a normal routine for her every weekend.

This obsession has gone on for almost a year now and she had mastered her plan for her parents. Taking her duffle bag she goes to the door and walks down a long hallway that was covered in large portraits of deceased noble people. Turning and twisting for almost ten minutes she finally reaches the dining room and sees her father at the head of the table.

Her mom, as usual, was gone. Hitomi puts on a polite smile and walks over to her father with a respect she didn't feel. She had been bred to be polite to adults and to never speak out as it was not proper for a lady. Oh how she despised her parents for being rich. She hated them more then anything in the world but that was ok. She had her obsession.

"I'm going out to the cabin again father." Hitomi says after her father nods for her to speak. "I have already packed what provisions I will need and will take my leave upon your request." She says in that same polite voice.

Her father nods out of habit and waves her off going back to his meal. Hitomi walks out of the room and into the garage where her personal chueffer (spelling?) was waiting like always. He knew her schedule and was always ready. "To the cabin Robert." Hitomi orders as she climbs into the back seat of the limo and waits as Robert shuts her door and climbs into the driver seat.

Soon she would be with her obsession again. An hour later, Hitomi steps out of the limo with her duffle bag in front of a large wood cabin that was up in the mountains that surrounded the town called Clair. Even though it could hardly be called a town. It was more like a metropolis. Sky scrapers rose up high into the air and people walked everywhere. The streets were usually crowded with cars.

As she watches the limo back away from her and finally out of site she breathes a sigh of relief. She slouches slightly and smiles wickedly. No more pretending now. She runs up the stairs to the front door and quickly strips off the ugly dress that she had put on earlier.

Pulling on the tight, ripped pants and tank top she felt like herself again. Pulling her long sandy blonde hair up into a ponytail, she pulls on her shoes and grabs her wallet. Tucking it into her back pocket she grins insanely as she runs outside and around the house. There was an old wooden shed in the back of the cabin and she pulls open the doors and steps inside.

Turning the light on she moans softly as she takes in the sight before her. It was her obsession. A 1997 Mazda RX-7. Ever since her parents had taken over Gaea corp. they had banned any other brand of car including Honda. Well almost all the cars. Hitomi had found this car out in the forest. It was a wreck and so she fixed it up into what eventually became the fastest racing car on the northern continent.

She slowly walks towards her one true love and runs a hand lovingly over the light blue hood and over the roof. Just recently she had a full body vinyl put on her baby and she loved it even more. Two large white wings sprouted from each headlight and spread all the way to the tail light almost completely covering the sides. She had named her car Angel and it was her baby.

Hitomi sighs in remembrance of the day when she had first learned about street racing. It was three years ago and her and her parents were driving home from a conference. It was late at night and the streets were almost empty. Then, a thundering roar is heard from behind them and two souped up cars zoom past their limo. The roar of the cars engines jarred her soul and woke up a desire within her. She wanted to be free like they were. She wanted to rev up her cars engine and make the ground shake. Since that night, she had done research on street racing and what cars were the best. Unfortunately, all the cars on the list were cars that her father had banned from the northern continent.

She fell into despair so great that it made her sick for almost a month. It seemed as if she had lost the will to live. It wasn't until she demanded that she be sent out to her cabin for a week so that she could have time to herself that she found the car.

It had been totally by accident as the car was barely visible behind a mound of bushes but when Hitomi had literally tripped over it on a walk she instantly recognized it as the Mazda RX-7. She was so overjoyed that her mood did a total 180 and she had the car fixed up immediately. Of course, it being illegal she had to do it herself and so she ordered all the parts from money she had saved and was able to find a book on that car from a run down store.

It has been a year since she finished fixing up her Angel and it's been six whole months since she'd started racing. It had been hard to start in any races because she wasn't used to the more common peoples ways but soon she made a name of herself and now everyone knows her as The Angel. Her specialty was dragging but she knew how to drift and race laps also.

She used up the last of her saving money on her first race and won the prize money. Since then, she's lived off her racing money and has no need of her snob ass parents. After the race that was being held tonight, she'd have enough saved money to move out and actually own her own place. The housing in Clair was pricey and even though racing paid well she still had to save a little.

"Time to kick some ass." Hitomi says evilly as she carefully climbs into the driver seat and puts on her street helmet. That was the thing that she wouldn't miss at all. Having to hide who she actually was so her secret wouldn't leak to her parents.

Turning the key the engine flares to life with a roar of satisfaction. Her Angel was ready for some more racing. Laughing loudly in pure joy, Hitomi revs the engine and shudders as the vibrations run through her entire body. Doing a burn out, Hitomi speeds down the winding road and races into the large metropolis.

Going down the back roads, Hitomi heads down a narrow alley and emerges into a large area that was full of cars. Now this was her element. Street racers from all across the northern continent gathered here every weekend to race for pink slips and large wads of cash.

Pulling her car into the spot that was reserved for only her, she takes her helmet off a puts on a ball cap and sunglasses hiding her face completely. Stepping out of her car she walks over to her friend Yukari who was the person who handled all the money and challenges.

"Yo Yukari. What's up for tonight?" Hitomi asks grinning widely at her friend. "Hey Angel, we've actually got an interesting race tonight that you might be interested in." Yukari points down the list to a race that consisted of five racers so far. She had raced all of them accept for one that she'd never heard of before.

"Van Fanel? Who's he?" She asks curiously as she skims over the racers trying to spot the newbie. "He's over there with the black 2000 Nissan Skyline. No one has ever seen him before and his car is from the Southern Continent." Yukari whispers to Hitomi as other racers come up to her putting down their names.

"What's the race winnings?" Hitomi asks as she tries to locate the newbie. "It's 10,000 hard cash. No pinks today." Yukari says. "Ok. Put my name down for that race. Here." Hitomi takes out her wallet and takes out ten 1,000 dollar bills before walking over to the black skyline. She couldn't get a good look at it because a large group of people had formed around it checking out the new car.

Her fellow racers moved aside as they greeted her. She walks to the front and stares at the Skyline. It had golden dragons slithering up the hood and the windows were tinted dark black. She was impressed. This was an amazing car. Now where is this new rider. She thinks as she steps around the car looking for someone who would claim it to be theirs.

"Where is Van Fanel?" Hitomi yells and people to the left of her part letting someone through. "Right here just for you baby." A tall man steps in front of her. Black hair hung around his face and halfway down his neck, his mouth was turned into a sexy smirk and his eyes were the deepest red. Like blood. Her green eyes slowly move down to a broad chest and shoulders that were covered by a tight, black, sleeveless shirt and then to well toned arms. Moving even further down, she feels her breath quicken slightly as she takes in the tight pants that hugged him perfectly in the front and back.

"See something you like baby?" He says huskily with a hot grin. Hitomi grins back. "Not really." She says nonchalantly hiding the fact that there were numerous things that she liked.

His grin doesn't even twitch at the comment but instead he chuckles and runs a hand through those long black locks of smooth hair. "Well I can tell you that there's many things I like about you." He leans against his car and stares fully up and down her body not the least bit embarrassed that he did it so openly.

"Oh really. What would that be?" She also leaned against his car and folded her arms under her breasts pushing them up a bit showing a little more cleavage.

He chuckles again. "I like how you'll be crying after a beat your car in the race later." Hitomi stops smiling and stands up straight. The group around them gasps and starts to whisper. Obviously this guy was too big for him to handle. Hitomi thinks realizing that sounded dirty. "You must have caught an idiot disease from the last bimbo you screwed for you obviously don't know who you're talking to. I'm The Angel and I've never been beaten." Hitomi raises her head proudly as the crowd yells and claps for her.

"I know who you are. I came all the way here from the southern continent to race you. The mysterious Angel who no one even knows what she really looks like or even what her real name is. I'm the best racer in the Southern continent with my Dragon here." He pats the hood of his car fondly.

Hitomi goes red in the face. This guy was making a big mistake but she would show him. "Fine. Why don't we double to stakes then?" Hitomi takes out an extra 10,000 from her wallet. Yukari rushes through the crowd and takes the money from Hitomi. Van smirks and also takes out 10,000 and gives it to Yukari. "And also, if I win you have to go out on a date with me with nothing that can cover your face on." Van says looking at her, his eyes twinkling.

"Fine!" Hitomi yells. "And then if I win…" What did she want? She couldn't really tell this guy who she was. At least, not until she was able to find a place to live. "You have to help me with something. I won't tell you unless I win though." She would have him help her look for a place to live. It was lame but she couldn't think of anything else. "Deal." Van reaches out his large hand and grasps her smaller hand sealing the deal.

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