Chapter 1
A crisp wind rustled though Takumi's street, the 86 stood quietly abandoned in the corner next to the Tofu Shop. A new sound echoed though Akina a rare sound. That sound
Ryosuke thought to himself, how did he manage it what have I created? as the roadster passed him its sleek midnight black form rushing though the corners without breaking achieving lines unlike any other rwd.
Bunta stood with Ryosuke his eyes opened fully at the sight, was it really Takumi?
"Before you ask me Bunta ,yes that is your son" Ryosuke stared furrowing his usually
expressionless face searching Bunta's for any hints of emotion his eyes now wide
glaring at the spot where the Roadster had just been; the skids from the tyre's marking the
line, his line...! His, ultimate line! So, it's finally,ultimate graduation time huh, he thought to himself. They both climbed into the fc and headed back to the Takashi residence. To make the phone-call to their double aces. You see Takumi had a sister, not that he knew it; or who she was... A secret Bunta had kept to himself until Ryosuke had found out when his Aniki fell deeply in love with his new ace...
Kyoko Fujiwara.
Later that week ontop of Mt Akina a strong storm brewed, the galleries filled, packed to the maximum capacity as the an epic battle started to stir. "Uphill then downhill, I'm fed up of you attitude; it's your time to lose," Takumi roared, at Keisuke; eyes filled with pure
aggression.
Sheesh...my attitude,Keisuke San thought to himself.
Keisuke retreated to his car; thinking back to when Takumi lost in the 86, through another rotary driver; a car which was more aggressively tuned than the 86 - Its ultimate
lightweight chassis and power took everyone by surprise. Since then,Takumi had fumed that he and the 86 could be beaten. Back then he left project D, and launched himself downhill in his midnight black mx5,not just any mx5,an unusual
engine lived under the bonnet...
Helping him to establish his record as the fastest undefeated man in the whole of Kanto.
Snapped back from his thoughts, by the sound of Fujiwara's engine screaming in
anger... a spine tingling sound. Could it be... a rotary?
Only one man stood in Takumi's way from his true goal, Takashi Keisuke; the only other person,who could drive so recklessly and disgustingly fast, the man he had come to hate; after what happened.
A knock at the window, he turned and saw a beautiful face staring back at him, Kyoko; she leaned in and kissed him long deep and passionately. "Please come back darling" she whispered in his ear. She was the key calming Keisuke down, helping him to
understand the feelings he felt inside. Helping him to help his aniki achieve the end of
The game he so passionately hoped for. Now, he could, concentrate on the race; his babe Kyoko his one and only, was here, he would not disappoint her or his Aniki.
The cars prepared for the race; project D's final Touge matches. With the wind rustling strong just like the emotions that flew around. The completely different aura's of the two
drivers shining bright as the stars themselves.
Ryosuke and Bunta propped themselves up next to their white Impreza cars, that no one knew about until this night.
Takumi felt the steering wheel of his perfectly crafted roadster; eleven months, he had waited for this day;'No, way, No, way, am I going to lose'; he stated, to himself, looking at the 86 on his key-ring.
Keisuke turned his 13b over, as it roared it to life, another knock on the window;
"Keisuke, remember everything I told you and the line Bunta showed you. Your styles are the same coin but different sides. If you remember, what I told you,it should be possible especially with this car." Ryosuke, said. "OK, this is what we've been
waiting-for ", Keisuke responded.
The two cars positioned themselves at the start line, side by side; both engines revving as wild as the wind, and as wild, as the unseen force, that drove both drivers to this point...
Kyoko positioned herself for the countdown, "San... NI... ICH... Go !!!!!!"
Both cars screamed off the line, equal to the first corner. Keisuke held back, preferring to follow. Dam, he thought that is one fast Roadster, as Takumi rushed into the corner with a perfect feint drift, the aero doing exactly what he wanted,
With Keisuke's FD following his, line perfectly. Three corners in, Keisuke thought to himself about his aniki's theory; maybe he is right, maybe this is the ultimate setup. Hammering down on the accelerator, the n/a 13b revved all the way to 10,000rpm, as Bunta's
perfect suspension setup, allowed him to get ridiculously close to Takumi's bumper.
As the turbo's spooled on the roadster, the torque launched it uphill, at perilous speeds. With the insanely and perfectly crafted FD firmly in pursuit. Huh,Keisuke thought to himself, Takumi ignored the gutters? Weird.
Concentrating on sticking behind him. Waiting to make his move on the downhill,
Keisuke watched the movements of the roadster, analyzing everything and formulating the information he needed to make his attack. Following as close as possible, he almost overtook, as Takumi baited him to.. " Oh no,you don't." Keisuke exclaimed!
It was a dead heat. Both cars waiting for the downhill to make their moves.
"Erm Ryosuke," Yes, Kyoko?", Ryosuke answered. " What advice did you give
Keisuke?"
"Three, simple pieces of advice, the first, do as I would do, regards attitude and approach; the second, remember, Bunta's ultimate line for the downhill",Ryosuke replied. "But.. What about the third?" Kyoko, asked.
"Hmmph...wait for the downhill,Kyoko, it will be inspirational, young one." Bunta,
exclaimed, between puffs of his cigarette.