Han arrived in Tokyo in about the middle of the day. The sun was slowly beginning to set in the sky as he walked out of the airport. He had never been to Tokyo, but it was nothing less than what he had been expecting.

Crowded. There were people everywhere, it looked like there was barely any room to walk anywhere. It was definitely the kind of things that you would only see in the movies.

Not yet knowing where he was going or where he would end up, Han reached into his pocket and felt a familiar piece of crumpled up paper. When he pulled it out and unfolded it, he saw that it had gotten so crumpled that he could barely read the numbers anymore; because of how many times he's unfolded and refolded that tiny piece of paper.

When Tej had first given him the number, he hadn't really intended on calling it. Han just wanted to be alone for a while. Yet after spending the past two weeks alone and locked in his apartment, he lost the feeling for wanting to be alone.

So, hesitating ever so slightly, Han pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed the number that was scribbled down on the piece of paper. He had no idea what to expect.

The loud, shrill sound of the phone ringing and echoing off the walls of the practically abandoned garage caused me to jump at the sound. Effectively falling off of the couch. "Fucking shit." I groaned, rubbing my forehead as I stood up. Looking over at the desk, I saw that the phone-for once- was actually on the hook; and rushed over to answer it.

"Oli's Repair, this is Oli how can I help you?" I spoke quickly, before a yawn escaped from between my lips. "Uhm, hi Oli. You don't know me but a friend of mine gave me your number and told me you could help me out." I in no way recognized the voice that floated through the receiver.

I didn't understand what the hell he was talking about either. No one I knows would just give my number out. No if it was someone they wanted me to help, they would've just shown up on my doorstep.

"I'm sorry, are you sure it's not a wrong number. Who gave it to you?" I questioned, grabbing a pack of candy up off of the desk. I had only [b]just[/b] gotten the wrapped pulled open when I heard a name that I hadn't heard in years. "Tej Parker." The strange voice said with a sigh. My body froze and the candy fell out of my grasp before landing on the floor.

"You know what, I was wrong. I can help you. Why don't you come down to the shop." I spoke quickly. Once the man agreed, I told him the address and a brief description of how to get here before hanging up.

I placed the phone back on the hook before going back over to the couch and laying down. I threw her arm over her eyes to block the light that was shining down on her as she rested. Though my time to rest didn't last long, because pretty soon I was jolted awake by the sound of someone banging on the metal garage door.

That would probably be my new guest.

Once more, I rolled my body off of the couch before walking down the stairs and over to the doors. "Just a second!" I shouted out, slamming my hand down on the button next to the door. With a loud, slightly rickety sound the door came rising up slowly. On the other side, I saw a man standing there with a bag slung over his shoulder.

He seemed shocked to see me standing on the other side of the garage door. "You must be Oli." He hummed, stepping forward into the building. "Indeed I am, and you are?" I questioned, hitting the button once more. Allowing the door to close once more.

"Han," He paused before whistling, "This is some garage you got here." He shot me a small smile. He stood in one spot, looking around as I made my way back up the stairs. "Thank you. So what is it that you're needing help with? You need a place to stay, food, money, what it is?" I asked, leaning on the railing to look down at him.

"The first one I guess. I mean I have money, so I can help out with food- it's just that I'm pretty new to Tokyo." He shrugged his shoulders.

Looking up at the girl from where he stood on the garage floor, Han felt ever so slightly embarassed. Not only was he able to see the bright red, lace bra that she happened to be wearing from up her shirt, but he had also been able to see through it. It was like she didn't even realize how skimpy how clothes were.

After looking around just a bit more, Han slowly made his way up the stairs to where the girl-Oli- was standing. She now had a pack of candy resting in her hands that she was eating one after the other.

"So how do you know Tej?" Han blurted out without thinking about it. The girl's body paused for a slight moment before she continued eating her candy. "I met him when I was a kid, I taught him about computers, and in return he got Dom to teach me about cars." She said inbetween bites like it wasn't that important. Han nodded his head at her answer- yeah that definitely sounded like something Tej would do.

After a few moments of silence, Oli stood up straight and looked to the man that was standing in front of her. "I guess I should show you around now." She said with a sigh, before putting her hands on her hips.

Noticing the gesture, Han couldn't help but let his eyes wonder over the girl and take in the sight of the many tattoos that covered her body. On her ribcage looked to be a tree of life, on the alternating hip was a bushel of roses; and the one that caught his attention the most of a little branch of cherry blossoms with a few Japanese characters on her wrist.

Han had to shake any thoughts of his mind before remembering his reasoning as to why he was in Tokyo.

I will admit that the man that was standing in front of me was rather attractive. He had tan skin, and long dark hair. "Follow me." I waved him over as I began walking through the building.

"Okay so, I own both this building and the one next to it. They are connected by a series of doors and hallways that you have to have a key to in order to go through. I'll give you a key later." I informed him, moving to walk up another thing of stairs. "Your room is up these stairs, on the right. Mine is on the left- although I usually end up passing out on the couch downstairs."

"You can either choose to sleep here, or there are individual bunks downstairs as well- I will explain those more later. Any questions so far?" I paused. The man, Han, shook his head quietly without saying a word.

"Alright then, let's continue." Before I could continue on with the tour of the garage, multiple voices broke the silence that surrounded us. "Shit is it time that school let out already?" I muttered to myself. Without saying anything to Han, I began making my way down to the loft where my work desk/ lounging area was. Though, noticing that I was moving through the building he immediately started following me. When we got down to the loft, everyone was pretty much just hanging out.

Reiko was leaning against my desk, looking through what kind of snacks I had. Earl was leaning up against the railing, messing around with a Rubik's cube. Finally, Twinkie was thrown across the length of the couch. I will admit it was kind of strange hanging out with a bunch of teenagers, but at the same time it felt right. Besides, it's not like I'm doing anything wrong, considering I only just turned 21 about three days ago, and they were all seventeen. Well, sixteen in Reiko's case, but I wasn't going to hold it against her. She was the youngest person that I would knowingly allow myself to hang out with. Only because she was friends with Twinkie and Earl way before I ever met them.

"You guys got here pretty quick." I sighed, shuffling my way over to the desk to join Reiko. I grabbed a box of Pocky and immediately began munching on it. "That's because Twink drove." Earl mumbled, without looking up from his cube.

Slowly, I shifted my gaze over to look over the railing at the sore sight that Twinkie call a car. It was honestly the worst car that I had ever seen in my life, though I wouldn't dare let him know that as his car is practically his child. No matter how many times I offer to let him have one of my cars, no way would he take me up on that offer. He'd stick with his ugly, green, eye sore of a car.

"Plus I wanted your opinion of what to wear to the races." Reiko said with a shy smile on her face. I moved my eyes to where I was looking at her instead of Twinkie's car. "You mean you wanted to borrow clothes," I smirked, "Go ahead. You know where the closet is, so go for it." I waved her off in the direction of my bedroom. She let out a small sound of enjoyment before giving me a hug and rushing off towards my bedroom- pausing slightly when she saw Han standing there. "Hey, Oli, who's the stranger hovering over here in the corner?" Reiko asked, now gaining the attention of both Twinkie and Earl.

Their heads shot up and they looked over to the corner to where Han was still standing with his bag thrown over his shoulder.

"Oh, guys this is Han. He's going to be staying with me a for a while." I explained, "Han, these are a few of my friends. The lazy ass on the couch is Twinkie, the idiot over there with the Rubik's cube is Earl, and finally the girl who's going to steal my clothes is Reiko. Just a heads up, they will be here constantly." I explained to him.

After looking him over, and mouthing 'Oh my God.' behind him so that he wouldn't notice, Reiko shot up the stairs towards my bedroom. Meanwhile, Han made his way over to me. "So what are the races you were talking about?" He questioned.