Burnout: Legends.
Sakura opened the door, and walked in, kicking off her shoes.
"I'm home!" She yelled, alertng her parents. She bent down, and picked up her shoes, throwing them into the closet. Her red hair fell over her shoulder, and she stood up, brushing it back. She walked up the stairs and into her room, throwing her back pack onto her bed. She sighed, and dropped onto the bed next to it, pulling her laptop toward her. She flipped open the top, and pressed the 'ON' button. It was in standby mode, so the screen immediately came to life. She smirked at her desktop background, a deep red McLaren F1, with a yellow McLaren F1 LM beside it, both with their doors and hoods open. She accessed her wireless network, and signed into her site. She continued working on the design for the car she was making, and leaned back, pulling the laptop closer.
'I could do this all day...' She thought, creating the manifold and specifying the engine weight and horsepower, other things like that.
InuYasha finished replacing the Boost bottle, and stood up, setting the wrench down. His McLaren F1, still painted black, had two deep yellow stripes running up the centre of the hood, and down the back of the car. He glanced at Ayame's car, gleaming in the sunlight that streamed in through the open garage. It was pure yellow, with two pure black racing stripes running down the centre, just like InuYasha's.
He still lived in Ayame's house, they were married 15 and a half years, and they were still in the quiet little residential area just off the highway. InuYasha looked out the garage to the road that he had driven down for the first time, sixteen years ago, following Ayame, after meeting her after a race. He had been driving with both doors open, just cruising, sun had been shining. InuYasha didn't hear Ayame come in behind him, as he stood there and reminisced about days long ago. She caught the far away look in his eyes, and walked over to his side, hugging him.
"What'cha thinking about?" She asked softly. InuYasha snapped out of it, and blinked. He looked down at her and grinned.
"Just the first day we met, and when I followed you to your house, driving right slow, just cruising." He said. He wouldn't admit it to anybody, but he often stopped to think about those days, and wished he could have them back.
"Time makes fools of us all, Ayame." He said, turning back to his car.
"Tch! Thats an old people saying, InuYasha. Your barely 27!" She said, slapping his shoulder. InuYasha smirked.
"In human years, anyway."
He turned to her, and grinned, baring his teeth. He grabbed her, and pushed her backwards. She bumped back against her car, and InuYasha bent over her, staring deep into her eyes. He leaned down and kissed her. He ran his hand down her leg, and suddenly a horn sounded. They pulled away from each other, and looked out their garage door, to see an orange Koenigsegg CCR pull up into the driveway. Ayame and InuYasha, who hadn't seen the car since the race 15 years ago, and the driver a year before that, almost 16 years ago, stood there stunned.
The door opened and the girl got out, flipping her hair back over her shoulder. She wore a tight pair of blue jeans, and a black T-shirt. She stood by her car, and grinned at them.
"Sango!!!" InuYasha and Ayame cried, walking toward her. Ayame hugged Sango, and so did InuYasha.
"Goddamn!" Ayame exclaimed. "I haven't seen you forever!" She said.
InuYasha smiled at her.
"Still racing, Sango?" He asked. She looked at him and grinned.
"Yup!" She said. "Been increasing my skills and saving up my cash, so when I get old, I can live it real easy." She said. "Of course, racing in todays world is different from the one we raced almost 15 years ago, eh InuYasha?" She asked.
InuYasha shook his head. "I know, it's insane! Cops are everywhere, and it's hard to find street races, much less Burnout races." InuYasha said. Ayame laughed, and leaned on him, her hand on his chest. She looked up at him with her sparkling green eyes, and winked.
"What did I tell you on the day of the last race, InuYasha? Hmm?" She asked, mocking him.
"You said Burners would become a rare breed, and I told you you were crazy." InuYasha said, laughing.
"You turned out to be right, and I was wrong." InuYasha said, kissing her. Ayame purred. "That's right, InuYasha." She said.
Suddenly, a roaring engine made the trio look toward the road again. A yellow Stingray pulled into the drive, and two guys got out.
Ayame waved.
"Ohayo!" She said. Kane grinned, and shut his door.
"Hey Ayame! InuYasha!" He said. His son, Sasuke, hung by the side of the car, waiting. He and his father had visited InuYasha and Ayame before, and it was nothing new to him. While they talked cars, their knowledge deper than his, he usually associated with their daughter. Being polite, he waited until he was noticed.
Ayame and InuYasha had introduced Kane to Sango, and Kane called his son over.
"Hi miss." Sasuke said, politely. He shook her hand. Sango laughed.
"Please, just Sango will do. I'm not that old, yet." She said. Sasuke nodded.
Ayame knew where the kid wanted to be, and she smirked at him.
"Sasuke, dear, Sakura is upstairs in her room, feel free to visit her. I know you haven't seen her in a week." She said. Sasuke nodded, and walked deeper into the garage, opening the door that connected the garage to the house. As soon as he was out of sight of them, he started jogging. He passed through the living room, and ran up the stairs. He knew where her room was. He knocked on the door, and heard her sweet voice from inside.
"Come on in." She said, expecting it to be one of her parents. She didn't look up as the door opened, and Sasuke waited, leaning against the wall. A second later, Sakura saved her work, and looked up. She spotted Sasuke leaning against the wall, and yelped. She threw her laptop off her lap, and jumped up, surprising Sasuke. She ran over and hugged him, tightly. Sasuke blushed. This was the first time she had hugged him, and he decided that he rather enjoyed the experience. He casually put his arms around her waist, and held onto her for a second, letting go when she started to pull away. She grabbed his hand, and pulled him over to the bed, sitting down.
She was fifteen, and Sasuke was seventeen, but she had total control over him. She just didn't know it yet.
"I haven't seen you in like a week!" She said, letting go of his hand. Her eyes flashed as she looked at him.
"Wanna see the car I've been working on?" She asked. Sasuke blushed lightly, and nodded. In her excitement, she didn't notice his blush, instead turning to her laptop. She opened it, her back to him, and Sasuke admired her slender figure. She turned around, her laptop in her hands, and motioned Sasuke to follow her. He got up, and walked to the head of the bed, sitting down against the headboard. She sat beside him, and snuggled up to him, tilting the laptop toward him. Sasuke blushed again as she leaned against him, and he focussed on the car. It was a McLaren F1 longtail version, completely illegal on city streets, meant only for racetracks. The car used to be stock, if you could call it stock, topping out at 241 MPH. She had changed the suspension, making it lower, now only 1.5 inches off the ground. With the advance of technology, she had substituted the regular engine for an advanced engine, with a better Turbocharger, and a set of cylinder rings that were better equipped to handle the heat that the engine would produce. She had designed her own tires, with specific tread design, and enlarged the disc brakes further, to improve deacceleration. She had designed the rear wing to better support the car, providing the down force while being adjusted automatically every time different speeds were reached, to provide just the right amount of downforce. The whole body would be a one piece carbon fibre shell, instead of separate pieces, like the hood piece, cockpit piece, and engine compartment piece, to save on weight produced by the individual fastenings needed to hold the pieces together. The whole exhaust was remade, no longer steel pipe. It was aluminum, with 2 percent titanium melted in, to provide strength. She had added NOS ports and sensory equipment to handle it, and the total gain was about 100 more horsepower, and the top speed going from 241 to over 300.
She had it all planned out, now she just had to audit to the McLaren Company to see if they would produce the car, or, if failing that, she would somehow get a longtail version, and modify it.
Sasuke, genuinely interested, peered closer at the screen, admiring the rotating car and the specs laid out on the right hand side of the screen.
"Whoa, it looks awesome, Sakura!" He exclaimed, grinning. She blushed.
"Thanks, Sasuke." She said. She closed the program. She put the laptop on the floor, leaning over Sasuke to do it.
Sasuke blushed as she leaned over his lap, then she was up. She jumped off the bed, and grabbed his hand. She pulled him along down the stairs, to the kitchen. She opened the fridge, and grabbed a can of pepsi.
"Last one." She shrugged, pulling him to the back of the house. They went out onto the back porch, and Sakura pulled a chair up beside another one, sitting down and motioning for Sasuke to follow. He did, and started to relax. Sakura was on his right, and Sasuke closed his eyes as he felt the warm sun beating down on him. He heard the pepsi open with a hiss, but didn't think anything of it.
Sakura looked over at him, and admired his style of dress.. He had a pure black T- shirt on, with the Dragonforce logo on it, and a wrist band on his right arm. On his left he had a white bandage that wound around his wrist. Sakura knew that he liked to dirtbike a lot, and figured that was how he had injured his wrist. She knew there were a couple dirtbikes in the garage, and figured that they could take them for a ride later. Police never came to this tiny suburb, and if they did, Sakura doubted they would bust two teenagers on dirtbikes, riding around on the blacktop. He had a pair of black shorts on, they came down past his knees. They used to be cargo pants, but he had cut them, for some reason.
She grinned, and reached over, her pepsi in her hand. She tilted it slowly, making sure that his eyes stayed closed. She tipped the can a bit more, and pepsi splashed all over his neck. Sasuke's eyes shot open, and he jumped up, gasping.
"Holy sh--!" He gasped, yanking his shirt off. He dried his neck and chest off, and dropped his shirt onto the ground.
Sakura giggled, then her face heated up as she caught sight of him. Sakura's eyes widened, and she gasped as she saw a lean body, with slightly developed abs, and nice shoulders. He also had some chest muscles going on, and he stared back at her, uncomprehendingly.
She adverted her eyes, and focussed on the yard stretched out below her. Sasuke sat back down, but didn't close his eyes, instead choosing to watch Sakura very carefully. A few minutes passed by in silence, before Sakura glanced at Sasuke again. She held out her hand, the can of pop in it, and he stiffened, thinking she was going to throw it on him.
She giggled, and continued to hold it toward him. Sasuke relaxed, and accepted the can of pop, taking a swallow. He tilted his head back, and his black hair shifted slightly in the wind. He swallowed, and passed the can back to Sakura. She accepted it, and put it on the deck, yawning and stretching, putting her arms behind her head. She looked down at herself, and grimaced. She was still in her school clothes, and it was Friday.
"Be back in a second." She said, getting up. Sasuke watched her leave, then turned back to staring at the veiw from her porch. A few minutes later she was back, changed from her pants and shirt to a red bikini. Around her waist, she had a thin cloth, designed to cover her hips, but the wind was blowing it around, and her red bikini was visible through it. Sasuke blushed, and immediately looked away, before slowly glancing back. She walked over to the patio railing, and stood there, leaning on it. Sasuke looked at her, and she looked back at him over her shoulder, smiling. She made a 'come here' motion with her hand, and Sasuke got up, walking over. He stood beside her, and followed her gaze, out into her large backyard. Her backyard trailed off into a wooded area, and they stood there for a minute, in silence. A gentle gust of wind blew Sakura's red hair about, and she blushed, gathering it up, taking an elastic off her wrist, and fixing her hair into a single ponytail. She glanced sideways Sasuke, and shifted her weight toward him. Sasuke didn't notice, and a few seconds later, Sakura leaned against him. Sasuke blushed at the close contact, and summoned up his courage. He put his arm around her shoulders, and risked a look down at her.
She looked up at him just as he looked down to her, and they stared deep into each others eyes, both blushing deeply. This was the first time either of them had gotten this close, or felt the things they were feeling.
Sasuke leaned down, and closed his eyes. Their lips were inches apart, when they heard footsteps in the house.
They quickly broke apart, embarrassed at what they almost did, and Sasuke's father came out onto the deck, holding a beer.
"Comeon, son, we're going down to the store, to pick up some charcoal." He said. Sasuke fell back into his shy, quiet routine, and nodded, putting his hands in his pockets. He was walking back through the house, Sakura behind him, when he felt her hand on his elbow. His father walked ahead out the door, and Sasuke turned around. Sakura hugged him tightly, and Sasuke put his arms around her, feeling her body against his. His heart was beating rapidly, and he wondered if she thought of him as more than just a friend. More than just a good friend.
He let go, and walked away.
"See ya in a few." He said, walking out to the car. He got in, and his father reversed down the driveway, engaging first gear. He slammed the gas, and the rear wheels spun on the gravel and sand on the road, before getting grip and tearing down the road.
Sakura sighed now that he was gone, and wondered what the pain in her chest meant. She had often felt sad when she couldn't be around Sasuke, and now she leaned against the wall, sighing. She clenched her hand to her chest, and stared at the floor. Ayame came around the corner, and saw her daughter leaning against the wall, and she stopped. She set her beer down on the floor, and took her daughters hand.
"What's wrong, Sakura? Are you okay? Did Sasuke do something?" She asked.
Sakura shook her head.
"No, he didn't do anything wrong...except leave." She said, turning around and walking up to her room. Ayame stared after her, trying to figure out what she meant, then it clicked.
'Aww, that's cute. She's sad because Sasuke left for a minute.' Ayame thought, picking up her beer. She walked back out to where the rest of the gang was sitting around, talking about cars and days gone by, laughing and joking. More friends had arrived, Bankotsu, and a few of his friends, and a few other people.
About fifteen minutes later, Sakura heard the car pull into the drive, and she raced down the stairs, wanting to see Sasuke. She yanked open the door and ran down into the drive, as the yellow Stingray parked. Sasuke got out of the front, and Sakura crashed into him, hugging him tightly, immediately cheering up. Sasuke blushed, and it seemed to him that everyone had witnessed the hug, but they were all busy talking and drinking to notice, and those who did notice, didn't care, almost as if it were expected.
Sakura let go of him, and pulled him away, leading him back to the porch as the ghetto blaster started up. Sakura, back on the porch, closed the sliding door, and the noise died away. She turned to Sasuke and pushed him down into his seat, before climbing into his lap, sitting between his legs, and resting her head on his chest. They sat like that awhile, just getting used to the feeling of being closer to each other. eventually, Sasuke put his arm around her waist, holding onto her. He began to rub her stomach, aware that she was still in a bikini. She moaned, and arched her back, Sasuke's hand sliding up to just below her breast. He blushed, and slid his hand back down to her stomach. She giggled, and turned around, resting her chin on her arms, and her arms on his still naked chest. She stared into his eyes, and tilted her head to the side, admiring his features.
Sasuke stared at her, and wondered why she didn't already have a boyfriend, she sure was beautiful enough.
Sakura propped herself up on her hands, and leaned in closer, wanting so bad to kiss him. Sasuke closed his eyes, and just as they were about to kiss, the patio door was thrown open, and the gang poured through the door, laughing. Sakura jumped off Sasuke, and stood up, hoping that no one noticed. Sasuke sat up, and stared at the ground, blushing.
Their lips had touched, briefly, not really a kiss, but they had touched.
The barbeque was out here, thats why they had come onto the patio. Sakura grumbled to herself, and sat in Sasuke's lap. Sasuke put his arm around her waist, and spotted InuYasha watching him. He nodded to him, and continued to rub her stomach. The group kept laughing and partying, firing up the barbeque, and suddenly Sakura remembered her idea.
"Hey wanna take the dirtbikes out for a ride?" She asked, getting up and looking at Sasuke.
"Sure!" He said, getting up. They went down to the garage, and Sakura got on her green dirtbike, kicking back the kickstand.
Sasuke moved over to the yellow one, and got on, swaying it from side to side. He heard nothing sloshing in the tank, so he unscrewed the tank, peering in. There was a tiny amount of gas left, enough to get him to the station down the street. He pulled in the clutch, and used his heel to kick the kickstarted open. He flipped the handle out, and kicked down harshly, twisting the throttle. The bike started on the first try, and he revved it up, still holding the clutch with his left hand. He waited until Sakura got her bike started, hers taking a few more attempts. She finally got it started, and pinned the throttle, revving the engine loudly. She toed the gearshift, and she heard the transmission kick into first. She slowly let the clutch out, twisting the throttle. Sasuke followed her, down the driveway, careful not to hit any of the cars in the driveway. If he turned right, it lead toward the highway, but if he went to the left, it lead deeper into the quiet suburb. As he turned left onto the blacktop, he pinned the throttle, his back wheel spinning rapidly on the dirt and gravel. He straightened out, and pulled ahead of Sakura, pulling in the clutch and upshifting. Sakura kept up with him, and he pulled over close to her.
"I gotta get to the gas station!" He yelled over the blowing wind, and she nodded. Sasuke saw the bare street ahead of him, and pulled onto the yellow divider line, pinning the throttle and leaning back. He popped the bike into a wheelie, and tore down the road. He sped up, keeping his balance, and tried upshifting. Carefully, he pulled in the clutch, the bike lurching as bike temporarily lost power. He upshifted, and twisted the throttle, now doing about 63 miles an hour down the road. He looked over at Sakura, still in her bikini, and grinned. He saw a few people on dirtbikes on the side of the road, and one person in the driveway on a four-wheeler, and waved to them as he tore by on his rear wheel. He saw the gas station up ahead, and dropped his front wheel down, letting up on the gas, the whining engine dying slowly. He turned in, and squeezed the front brake as he rolled over the sidewalk, twisting the throttle as he rolled over the gravelly sidewalk. His bike skidded to the right, and he let off the throttle, pulling up to the gas pump. He filled his tank up, and offered to pay for Sakura, but she shook her head, her tank was already full. After he paid, he started his bike, and followed Sakura, because she said she knew where there was a path that lead to a wooded area that they could hit some jumps on.
He followed her back the way they came, and they turned in the driveway where the guys on the fourwheeler and bikes had been. They were still there, and they yelled out to Sakura, and she ignored them. They glared at Sasuke, and he glared back, wondering what they're problem was. They shot up the driveway, and at the end of it was a path that lead away from their property, into some woods. They shot down the dirt path, accelerating hard, and at the end was a tiny dirt mound that someone had shaped into a jump. Sakura hit it first, and got about 5 feet of air. Sasuke hit it hard, pulling up as he did so. As he reached the apex of his jump, he pushed forward, while kicking up with his heels, leveling the bike out at 7 feet. He slammed back down to the dirt, and pinned the throttle, catching up to Sakura. He passed her wide open, and took a left turn hard, putting his foot down, and skidding the bike around the corner. He came down a straight-away, tilted sharply downhill, filled by rocks and boulders. At the end of the hill was a huge rise, and Sasuke took it in fourth gear. He came off the rise, with Sakura right behind him, laughing, and he kicked down with his heels, throwing the bike ahead of him. He was stretched out, and let go with one hand, superman form. He saw the ground approaching, and quickly grabbed the handle, pulling the bike toward him. He got back on the seat, and landed, his feet almost slipping off the pegs.
He tore by the trees that surrounded him, and bounced over a rocky section, spotting a turnoff up ahead. He took it, and saw that it went almost straight uphill. He downshifted and stood up, revving the bike, attacking the uphill slope. He heard the engine revving high, and he started to slow. He was almost standing still, barely moving, when he crested the top of the hill, his back wheel spinning wildly as he leveled out and took the weight off the rear wheel. He stopped, and saw the downhill section stretching out below him, and the gas station beyond that. They had come all the way around the station, to the back of it. Sakura came up behind him, and stopped. The angle of the downhill section was deep, and Sasuke grinned.
"Race ya down." He said, pinning the throttle.
Sakura laughed and raced down the hill after him, and they tore down the hill, almost reaching 100 MPH. They came off the grassy area, and jumped their bikes onto the blacktop, tearing toward the house.
Sakura laughed, and shut her bike off, Sasuke pulling up beside her. He shut his bike off, and glanced at her, realizing that she was full of dirt and mud.
"Hey, you better take a shower before you eat, your pretty dirty." He said, smirking. She looked down at herself, and shook her head.
"Your right," She said, walking toward the house. "I gotta take a shower."
Sasuke headed out onto the patio while Sakura headed for the shower. He sat down in his seat, and accepted a plate of food that Ayame offered him.
"Where's Sakura?" She asked, sitting down beside him.
"She went to take a shower, she was covered in mud from the dirt biking." He said, picking up his hamburger. He bit onto it, and leaned back in his chair, watching the sun set on the party.
"Hey, InuYasha! Bonfire tonight!" Bankotsu said, laughing. Kane hoisted a bottle of beer in approval of the idea, and turned the meat on the grill. About half an hour later, Sakura came out, flicking her wet hair over her shoulder. Sasuke glanced at her, and grinned. She had changed into a pair of green shorts, and a green T-shirt. Kane picked up his shirt from the deck, and felt it. The pepsi stain was long since dry, and he slipped it on over his head, relishing the heat that came off it, for it had been sitting in the sun. He got up, and reached into his pocket. He took out his MP3 player, and walked over to the stereo, plugging it into it with the USB cord. He flicked through his songs, until he found his favorite song. A few seconds later, the sounds of Dragonforce began to rip out the speakers, the song Operation Ground And Pound heavy in the air.
He grinned, and walked back to his seat, only to find Sakura sitting in it, laughing at him.
"You lost it, Sasuke, better luck next time." She said, sticking her tongue out at him.
"Oh you think so eh?" He asked, bending down. Ayame laughed as Sasuke picked her up easily, his arms around her waist, and he carried her over to the railing of the porch. He set her on the railing, and looked up at her. She giggled, and pushed him away, hopping off the railing. She ran back over to the seat, but Sasuke dived toward it, a bit faster than she. He landed on the chair, and she fell into his lap, giggling uncontrollably. He hugged her, and got up, letting her sit down. He dropped onto the floor next to her, and she reached toward him. She ran her fingers through his hair, and put her arm around his shoulders. They stayed like that for awhile, talking to each other as the grown-ups associated with each other.
"Hey, Sasuke, you're almost eighteen, right?" Bankotsu asked.
"Yeah, in a month, why?" He asked. In response, Bankotsu threw a bottle of beer at him. Sasuke caught it easily, and looked at it.
"Fer God sakes, don't give him that!" Kane said. Bankotsu slapped him on the shoulder. à
"Loosen up! He isn't driving, there's no school tomorrow, and he's around adults!" Banktsu said. "Besides," He said, leaning in closer to whisper. "He'll wake up tomorrow with a hell of a hangover, and probably never touch the stuff again."
Sasuke waited a few minutes for it to settle down, before twisting off the top. He cautiously smelled it, before taking a small drink. He swallowed, and decided that while he didn't mind the taste, he wasn't too fond of it.
"What's so special about this?" He asked. "Ain't that great if ya ask me."
Everyone laughed.
"Boy, you'd be the first to take his first drink of alcohol and actually like it." Bankotsu said. "It's an acquired taste."
Sasuke nodded, and set it down beside his plate. He kept on eating, and didn't notice Sakura reach down and take his bottle. She looked around, and took a drink while no one was looking, before dropping the bottle down next to Sasuke's leg.
Sasuke looked up at her, and she shrugged.
"What?" She asked, innocently. Not knowing that she had taken a drink, he merely shrugged.
"Nothing." He said, turning back to his food. She kept doing that all throughout the night, taking small drinks, until the bottle was almost empty. Sasuke suddenly picked up his bottle, and looked at it.
"What the hell...?" He said, and caught Bankotsu's glance.
"Good man! Good man!" Bankotsu laughed, picking up another one and throwing it to him.
"But..ahh whatever..." He said, catching it.
Sasuke stumbled up the stairs, and fell into Sakura's bed, tired as hell. He glanced at the clock on the bedside table, and saw that it was 4 in the morning. He groaned and listened to the grown-ups outside, laughing and carrying on. He heard Sakura climbing the stairs, and felt her drop into bed beside him. He hadn't drunken any, but Sakura was gigglish, and he guessed that was where his beer had went. He moved over for her, and opened his eyes, looking at her.
Her cheeks were slightly red, and she jumped on top of him, pinning him down.
"Tired, Sasuke?" She teased, leaning toward him. He nodded. She giggled.
"Guess we better goto bed, then..." She said, leaning down and kissing him. It caught him by surprise, and he moaned. She ran her fingers down his chest, and pulled away slowly, smiling at him. She rolled off him, and laid down next to him, pulling the covers over them.
"Good night, Sasuke." She said, snuggling up against him. He blushed.
"G'night."
HEHE end chapter 1.