Yokaze

Chapter 1: Moving

{A/N} I don't own Initial D...so yeah...moving on...

"I'll miss you..." a young girl said as she hugged her older brother tightly at an airport in Baltimore Maryland.

"Don't worry sis...I'll call often and see how you're doin, now remember to be good for Mom." the man smiled as his younger sister let go of him.

"Don't worry Mark! I will!" was the happy reply that came as the girl walked over to stand next to the older woman in question.

Mark looked at his mother, "Are you sure you'll be allright? I know this means alot to you...but you'll be so far away..." the woman sniffled, trying to hold back tears. Mark gave her a quick hug.

"I will be...already signed on a small house and everything...and I have enough cash left over to buy a car over there, and as I said I'll call home as often as I can." Mark smiled as the woman nodded.

"Okay...be good..." Mark nodded and grabbed his carry-on suitcase, heading for the loading gate, waving goodbye one last time as he entered the tunneled gangway to the plane. He settled into his seat and looked out the window as the plane taxied to the runway. I hate to do it...but leaving the MR2 here in the US was the right call...its sturdy and reliable, plus Tandee's promised she'll take care of maintenance and tuneups... He sighed outwardly as the plane took off. Mom's no racer...but Liz wants to be one badly...she's already got her permit. Mark chuckled to himself.

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Liz watched as the plane carrying her brother took off, smiling feintly. "Alright...might as well head back home, Tandee said she's coming over to help tune Mark's car up for me to use." Her mother seemed to wince a little. Mark had decided to leave his car here after deciding to move to Japan for his job. He had said it was so they could both have a car that was reliable and 'easy to drive' but she knew better. She was well aware of her daughter's desire to race like her brother and that he was simply giving her a means to an end.

"Liz...I know I won't stop you...but are you sure you want to pursue racing like Mark? Its dangerous...I can't tell you how scared I was when he wrecked the last car..." The older woman seemed to plead with her daughter.

"We've been over this mom, I want to race...and he told me that it was simply a mechanical accident..." Liz tried to reassure her mother as they walked through the parking lot towards the cherry red toyota. "Besides I've driven the MR2 before...and compared to that piece of junk Chevy you insist on keeping its a lot more reliable." Her mother sighed as she climbed into the passenger side of the car and Liz into the drivers.

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Mark's plane touched down in Tokyo around 2 am local time. Yawning he grabbed his bags and exited the plane, he was grateful he had spent the money on those Japanese classes when he was younger, for as soon as he left the US terminal of the airport there was little english subtitling. As he walked along he spotted a younger woman holding a sign that read Mark Stevenson near thee doors to what he presumed to be the parking garage. Walking up to her, he introduced himself. "Hello there, I am Mark Stevenson...and you must be Tsugumi, correct?" The girl nodded.

"Yep, thats me...nice to finally meet you in person," the girl smiled and nodded, her long black hair seeming to shimmer in the light of the airport. She was about as tall as Mark, who stood at nearly 6ft. She was wearing a simple dark blue plaid button shirt left unbuttoned over a black tank top, complemented by black jeans and shoes. "Well lets get going, I'll take you to your new house..." Mark noded and followed the girl.

As they headed for a small, deep purple colored car. "Say...that an 86?" Mark asked as they got closer to the car. Tsugumi chuckled and shook her head as she went to the right hand drivers side of the car, opening the door and popping the trunk.

"No...its a bit newer, a 92, not technically as nimble as an 86, but I like it and I can pull decent times on downhill courses." She said as she helped him get his bags into the car. Closing the trunk they got in. Tsugumi started the car and revved the engine a bit. Mark was impressed, looking over the interior, aside from the bucket seats they were sitting in, there were a few extra gauges on the dash.

As they pulled out of the garage, they drove through downtown Tokyo and headed for a highway. "Do I hear a turbo?" Tsugumi nodded.

"Yeah...bit of a mechanic as well as racer...you'll find there are a lot of teams all across Japan...though I don't belong to one right now." she commented, shifting the car into a cruising speed as they sped across the road.

"Thats good...I didn't know you raced, you never mentioned it before whenever you were online." Mark commented as he observed the scenery speeding by. "Even after that bragging rant I went on after I picked up the MR2 back home..." Tsugumi chuckled.

"I was actually planning to brag about my 92 not too long ago, but I decided to wait when you announced you were planning to move to Japan, and when you asked for me to help with transportation I got the paint done early." The woman stated coolly as they approached an exit.

"Oh?" Mark commented as they came to a stop at a red light. "Well I'll admit I'm impressed, I got drive an 86 a couple of times back home, and I have to say, your 92 feels similar, at least from the passenger side..."

"Why thank you...well theres an 86 that runs around the Akina mountain courses, and word on the street is the car's unbeatable." The girl said as they accelerated from the red light and onto a mountain road. "I've run into it only once, and it blew past me like I was on a bicycle..." She said as she pulled the car into a drift on the mountain road.

"Hmm...well any car can be great if in the right hands...who knows, maybe I'll run into the guy one day...any teams where I'm headed?" Mark asked as he let his body sway with the motion of the car, which was not entirely unlike to his MR2.

"Well there is the Akagi Red Suns...but their leader has been off running this mobile team called Project D...so there's no one really claiming active ownership of the area...most people are scared to, the guy drives an old FC, and next to that 86 he is the second hardest to beat." Tsugumi said, expertly pulling her car through each turn.

"Sounds fun...maybe I'll race him one day...though still need a car." Mark commented as they pulled into the town of Akagi.

"Well there are always listings available at the gas station in Akina, and the various dealerships speckled throughout the Gunma area, so that shouldn't be to hard, got anything in mind?" The girl asked as they drove through town.

"Well I was thinking something along the lines of an S13 maybe...or another MR2, don;t know really..." he chuckled, "This may sound weird, but I tend to let the car call to me...go on a gut instinct, so I'll have to look around."

Tsugumi shook her head. "Not weird at all...wanted an 86 myself, but when I walked in front of the dealership that day, and saw this in the lot, I knew what I would drive..." She paused as she pulled into the driveway of a house with a two car garage. "Alright, here we are, you do have the keys right?" Mark nodded.

"Yep, got em in the mail a few days ago." he said as she shut off the car and they climbed out. He opened up the house and she helped him get his bags inside.

"So when does your new job start?" Tsugumi asked as they sat down on a sofa that had come with the house. He had bought the house pre-furnished as he didn't want to worry about the hassle of furniture and the like.

"I actually have a week before I start, which gives me plenty of time to get settled in." He said, leaning back on the sofa.

"If thats the case, I'll stop by tomorrow around noon, and take you to one of the main dealerships nearby." She offered, looking around his house a bit before standing up.

"You sure? I wouldn't want to inconvenience you more than I have already." Mark said, standing up as well.

"Won't be a problem, I've got nothing better to do..." She responded with a rather cheeky smile.

"Tsugumi if I remember anything from the old gaming days...theres a catch..." Mark sighed. The girl simply giggled.

"Of course there is, but I'll tell you tomorrow." and with that she left, and he could here her peel out of his driveway.

Great...well she sure isn't any different from the old days online... He chuckled to himself as he entered the house's bathroom. He looked himself in the mirror and ran a hand through his own black hair. He had grey eyes and a smile that he was told could charm any girl...though he never really tried. He shook his head and left the bathroom, heading for his new bedroom.

Tomorrow's gonna be interesting, that's for sure...

{A/N} So decided to write this while working on my other fic (Serendipity) as well...I'll alternate between the two, so yeah, read, rate, review, fav...you know the drill.

-The17thScripter