OVER THE LIMIT
By DarkPaladin300
Disclamers: You know the drill, the concept of Love Hina does not belong to me and so on and so forth… Yadda yadda yadda…
It's amazing how something that once was a wonder to witness, becomes a routine for the public, depending on how many times it happens, and for Urashima Keitaro AKA The Flying Man and a routine event every day in the local neighbourhood of Kanagawa Prefecture, or at least near Hinata House, was no exception. In the past couple of years now, Urashima has become somewhat of a local celebrity and quite the tourist attraction, especially on the restaurant now called The Flying Man Restaurant where he always seemed to land in.
At first, the owners wasn't too pleased with Keitaro landing on the pool on the centre of the restaurant and the water splashing on the customers, but that was later taken care of by letting the customers near the pool having plastic wrappers on them selves. Afterwards, the restaurant became a very popular place.
But the real question is that if they had known the real reason of Urashima constantly flying over the prefecture, that Keitaro was constantly wrongfully accused and punished by a group of female habitants of the house he was the manager of, instead of believing that he had invented a catapult or something to make him fly like that, would the people see Keitaro as the crazy daredevil and not as the victim?
But knowing the good nature of the ronin, Keitaro let people believe whatever they wanted to believe, because he never would have a grudge against the girls, especially the one he believe to be the promised girl. Therefore, he never told anyone the truth.
So after receiving punishment from Narusegewa Naru for accidentally being on the hot spring, even tough he did told everyone that he would clean it but that didn't stop Naru for enter the spring wearing only a towel and believed that Keitaro was being a perverted peeping tom, Keitaro was on his way back to the Hinata House with a apology in mind. But he decided that he should get some snacks from a nearby store.
He knew a store that sold some good snacks on the way back home, so he decided to buy something to make the walk back quicker. Keitaro saw something then that made him to whistle impressed.
A modified 1971 Dodge Charger stood right next to the store and Keitaro was more than impressed to see the muscle car of his dreams, especially the paint colour that was painted in a way that on the black paint, a realistic looking flame was spreading over the hood. Shaking his head, Keitaro cleared his mind from his day dreaming and entered the store.
Keitaro nodded to the store clerk and went to one of the shelves choosing some light snacks. As a reflex when hearing the door bell ringing again, he turned his head to see who entered. A young woman in the late twenties wearing clothing that seemed to be picked up from the street, the hood covering half her face, but what he saw, Keitaro thought that he she looked rather cute. He picked some snacks and went to play to the clerk, but the woman was in front of him, having picked a bubble gum.
"That will be two fifty…" The clerk said tiresome. Suddenly, a TV that was showing an anime about a pervert entering a house filled with lusty women, got interrupted for a news broadcast.
"We interrupt the regular broadcast to bring out a warning to the locals of Kanagawa Prefecture." A reporter said on the TV. "About twenty minutes ago, a police convoy got into a car accident. One of the prisoners, Asano Rin who was guilty in court for dealing with the Yakuza, escaped from the chaos and is considered to be armed and dangerous… Further development will…"
Keitaro shrugged his shoulder, seeing that it wasn't his concerns, but then he saw the look on the clerk's face as he was looking on the woman in front of him. Then all hell broke loose.
Two policemen suddenly arrived into the store, and within the wink of an eye, the woman in front of Keitaro grabbed him from behind, one arm around his neck and a gun pointed to his head.
"Freeze, Asano!" The first policeman shouted as he pulled his gun.
"Hold it, don't do it!" The other drew his gun as well.
"Nobody as much as breaths, or this guy gets it!" The woman Keitaro now realized that she was the wanted criminal said firmly.
"Don't hurt me!" Keitaro shrieked. "Please, just let me go, I have no part of this…!"
"Shut up!" Asano shouted at Keitaro.
"Okay…" Keitaro submitted.
"There's no way outta this…" The first cop said. "Just drop the gun down and let the hostage go…"
"Fat chance!" Asano said in a mocking chuckle. "You drop your guns and let us out."
"Wait…" The other cop said, recognizing Keitaro. "We better do it, the hostage… It's that flying kid."
"Oh shit…" The first cop muttered. Signing, he set his gun on safety. "Okay. We are putting our guns down."
"Okay, lets' go." Asano said showing Keitaro forward to the door. Whimpering, Keitaro had no choice to obey.
"Get in." Asano muttered behind Keitaro and forced him into the Dodge Charger, forcing him even further to the driver's seat. Whimpering, and fearing for his life, Keitaro obeyed.
"Please, don't hurt me…" Keitaro whined.
"Start the car…" The woman instructed, but in a more desperate tone. "Please…"
Quickly, Keitaro fumbled with his hands looking for the ignition key, but found nothing.
"There's no keys…!" Keitaro whined.
"Shit…!" Asano growled. "Alright don't do anything stupid." Then she suddenly lowered her head on Keitaro's lower waist, making him peep of surprise and blush heavily. As Asano quickly opened the hatch and hotwired the car, Keitaro saw how the two policemen holding their guns again looking at him with a look that kind of revealed that they had a different impression of what was going on in the car. Keitaro just wanted to die by the embarrassment.
Then Keitaro heard the engine give out a roar. "Drive!" Asano said her head still over Keitaro's lower waist.
"No way!" Keitaro said, despite himself. But of course, Asano sat straight up and pointed her gun at him again.
"Yes way!" Asano said. Keitaro grabbed the wheel and stepped on the throttle on the bottom, making the tires scream on the concrete and went off. Coughing and blinded, the cops couldn't get a clean shoot at the tires, so they called for backup.
Keitaro barely got the driving in control as he went evasive actions from all the cars on the street as, and dodging people on cross-sections.
"Get us outta here!" Asano screamed every time they missed a car or two, causing several others crash and people jumping. "Get us to the main street!"
"What main street?!" Keitaro screamed panicked as well, as he was the one driving at a high speed on a crowded traffic. "Which way?"
Suddenly a female computer voice was heard. "Route to the new highway main street activated." Then a small TV showed a display on a map and a current location as well as direction to where. Asano and Keitaro gave each a surprised look. "Turn right now."
"Do it!" Asano strictly told Keitaro. "Turn right!"
"No way!" Keitaro replied angry, surprised at the same time that he refused to obey.
"Would you!..." Asano grunted frustrated and tried to grab the wheel from Keitaro and to turn right. But of course, the struggle caused the car to do a 360-spin and once the car stopped, they saw how a huge truck came at them honking and trying to break. Screaming, Keitaro pushed Asano away back to the passenger seat and set the gear to reverse. The car quickly reversed inches from the truck. Keitaro quickly turned the car into the turn that the GPS instructed them to, and did a 180 to turn the car around.
"Maybe we should get to the highway…" Keitaro said admitting.
"Yeah…" Asano said panting heavily as she experienced a near death encounter. "Nice driving…"
"Err…thanks…" Keitaro muttered flattered and modest. Following the GPS's instruction, Keitaro drove the Charger at a high speed.
OOOO
"All units, all units." Dispatch calmly stated through the polis radio. "Report to the new Nakasaki Highway road. GTA in progress, fugitive Asano Rin with hostage in a stolen 1971 Dodger Charger..."
"Patrol car 229 reporting in…" A rather obese polis replied into the radio, and turned to his rookie partner as he turned off his radio. "…As soon we finish lunch."
In fact, they were next in line to receive a large menu from a MacDonald's, and since the rookie couldn't really argue on his superior that they should do their schedule patrol.
"You see, kid…" The obese cop stated. "Most cops must put priority on lunch when lunch is in due, otherwise if you should response every calls…"
Rookie Hikari was just rolling his eyes. The reason why this moron was his supervisor was that he was the chief's cousin, and that Hikari came too late so that he had to last with Supervisor Haba. But luckily, as Hikari believed that his ears would implode by the idiocy from Haba, the same Dodger Charger the dispatch was warning about, ran by in a incredible high speed with a loud roar that it cause Haba to squeeze his two sodas he was holding really hard.
"Whoa…!" Haba simply said, but then realized that his lunch was ruined. "Let's go!"
"Number 229 is in pursuit of the stolen vehicle…" Hikari reported into the radio, thanking all gods that he didn't have to listen to more rabble from Haba. The only problem is that how he would have to deal with an incompetent supervisor in a hot pursuit…
OOOO
"Look…" Keitaro tried to reason with Asano as he kept his eyes on the road and the GPS. "You don't need me… And there's no reason to kill me, I haven't seen your face… Oh wait… What I meant is that…" He trailed off as he saw how Asano just sighed, and shook as if she was silently crying. "What?"
"I'm sorry…" Asano sighed deeply, wiping her eyes from potential tears. "I didn't mean any of this, but I reacted… I'm really sorry…"
Keitaro could not remember in all his modesty or his life the last time a woman says sorry to him. Sure he did all the apologizing, but to hear someone saying it to him, that was something else.
"Look, it wasn't your fault, we just happened to be there, this car… which happens to be quite a awesome car I might add… just happened to be there, either fate or pure chance, whatever… Either way, it was more likely my fault." He said, unsure on what he wanted to say, but Asano reacted.
"What makes you say that? I mean, I was the one who forced you to come along. It wasn't like you had no choice in the matter. I don't know what I was thinking anymore…"
Keitaro had nothing to say, and then again he has never been in a situation like this. "Well, we have still time to stop this, before things gets out of hand here…"
"No, no way." Asano said. "I'm not going to jail. Not now, not ever…"
"Look, I hear you…" Keitaro replied nervously as he noticed that Asano waved her gun around. "I mean, I think that the whole court was a sham… I saw the whole progress, and I may not a major in law and stuff like that, but I know how they wanted to bring you down when I see it…"
Asano looked at him. She was about to say something when suddenly she heard sirens approaching from behind. "Oh no…"
"I thought that they wouldn't chase after a mile…" Keitaro said. "Or was it two miles?"
"You gotta loose them, please…" Asano said desperately. "I'll do anything if you do…"
"Anything?" Keitaro asked, just to confirm that he heard right.
"Yeah…" Asano nodded, regretting what she said.
"Hang on…" Keitaro said, and set the gear into higher speed, and made a hard right into a valley.
The Dodger roared as it hit all junk and filth stored in the alley, tossing boxes and such around. Four police cars followed closely with their siren loudly crying after.
"You aiming for all crap in this alley?" Asano asked loudly to overdose the engine.
"No!" Keitaro answered, but then he heard a shriek. "Maybe that cat…"
They screamed as they saw they were closing in on a cross road. But Asano stepped her feet over Keitaro's to increase speed, hoping that they would make it. They barely made it over as a car made a turn to the left to avoid hitting the muscle car, but instead it hit one of the police cars, causing it to fly several feet into the sky and hit several more civilian cars.
The Charger continued to drive trough another alley, hitting more boxes and such. Then they saw another cross road, but this time Keitaro made a hard turn, on the opposite way on traffic.
"This was a bad idea!" Keitaro shrieked dodging cars, which made one civilian car crash front onto another police car.
"Keep going!" Asano shouted, despite the dire situation.
"Turn left to get back on track." The GPS voice instructed, and as a reaction Keitaro did so. The two last police cars barely managed to follow. Then Asano saw something on the gear stick. It was a red bottom on the top of the stick.
"What is this?" Asano asked, merely pointing at the bottom, but Keitaro thought that she was going to press it.
"Don't touch it!" He said, but his hand hit the bottom instead. Then, the couple was forced back into their seats as the car almost went hyper speed as Keitaro accidentally activated the boost engine.
"I'm sorry!" Keitaro whined feeling gravity pressing him.
"At least we know what it is for!" Asano laughed.
OOOO
"What the hell!" Haba said surprised as they saw how fire erupted from the Charger's exhaustion pipes, and then it literally vanished in smoke and fire.
"What kind of car is that?" Hikari said amazed. "How's the air unit coming along?"
"Fuck the air support!" Haba shouted enraged, but sadly he didn't noticed the truck with the MacDonald's sign backing up, blocking their path and made both remaining police cars crash into the truck.
OOOO
Keitaro could barely hold onto the steering wheel as the muscle car seemed to go faster and faster. Now he knew how trainer pilots felt like when they went into that carousel like machine. Then suddenly he saw the turn the GPS wanted him to turn. As the car almost flew into the turn, and on the highway, the boost depleted and Keitaro could slow the car down. He heard Asano scream of delight and excitement as she embraced Keitaro.
"That was AWESOME!!" Asano shrieked. "It will take the cops several minutes before they get back on track! You were amazing!"
"I…I…I… I'm gonna be sick…" Keitaro stuttered. "So okay, we got to the highway… now what?"
"I…I have no idea…"
The duo didn't say anything else for a while as they drove on the highway at high speed, not noticing the helicopter following them.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: HEEEEEEEEY!! It's been a while, eh? Well, I'm sorry about not updating my "Moon" fanfic, but hey, atleast I bring up SOMETHING.
Well, anyway, this is the first of three chapters of a fanfic inspired from every car chase movies I have seen. But here's the fun part: I have a basic storyline, but you can get to give out suggestions about what adventures lies ahead on the road for Asano and Keitaro (Yes, I plan a pairing between them coughspoilercough).
But remember these rules, they story takes place on the highway, nothing more nothing less. No outlandish matrix stuff, just in the lines of Taxi, or The Fast and the Furious. And it doesn't matter if it's from a movie or not, just remember that your suggestion will be mentioned!
So read and review, keep the flame for this story going, and send in suggestions for epic car chases!!
