Han rode with my in my car out to the races- I didn't want to subject him to the torture that is riding with any of the other three people.

Not wanting to even be seen anywhere near Twinkie's car in public, I practically forced him to take one of my cars. The perks of having grown up being around Dom's crew. He taught me about cars, while being around the crew in general just helped me learn business.

Unlike Reiko, I didn't bother changing my clothes- and instead stayed in the clothing that I had worn for a majority of the day. Though, I did take the precaution to grab a jacket to take with me just in case I got cold. I learned my lesson last time when I dressed skimpily and just about froze my ass off. Literally. "So if Tej is the one that gave you my number, I take it you must know Dom?" I questioned, looking at the road in front of me.

The races took place at an abandoned parking garage about fifteen minutes away from my garage, so it definitely wouldn't take us too long to get there. It took Reiko forever to get ready so, while we were all waiting for her we started looking at cars. I had four that belonged to me.

Han and I rode in one, while Twink, Earl, and Reiko all rode together in another. Twink was the only one I knew was a good driver, so he was the only one allowed to drive my car.

"Let's just say I'm family." Han said with an ever so slight shrug of his shoulders. I let out a loud laugh, "Everyone's family when it comes to Dom. I'm going to take a wild shot in the dark and guess off of your interest in the races tonight that you yourself know how to race and were a part of Dom's crew." I stated matter of factly.

From the corner of my eye, I could see Han looking at me with slightly shocked look on his face. Before he said anything else, I took a sharp left turn into the parking garage. The loud sound of my tires screeching against the pavement caught everyone's attention and warned them to get out of my way as I parked. "Who taught you to drive, Dom?" Han said with a smile on his face ever so brief moment. "No, Dom only taught me about cars. Letty taught me to drive." I smirked before jumping out of the car.

Han took a minute before following along behind me. The others parked the car they were in directly next to my own. There were at least a hundred people crowded around waiting for the race to start. Most of which were the girls hoping to find a lay for the night from one of the racers.

It didn't take long for me to spot DK standing amongst his usual crowd of goons and girls. Attached to his hip was Neela. She was an absolutely beautiful girl and I loved it when she would get to come by the garage and hang out with us. Those rare days that she was able to sneak away from him. You see, I didn't allow him in my garage, and the reason why was standing right next to him.

Next to him was his right hand man, or in this case kid. A young, arrogant, egotistical high school student named Morimoto.

He was the kind of person who got everything handed to him on a silver platter all because of his family name, and contacts. Every time I saw him, he always had two girls attached to his sides- but that never stopped him from trying to get me to be one of those girls.

"Feels like home." I heard Han mumble ever so slightly under his breath as he looked around. I slowed my walking just a bit and looked over him. "I know it feels just like the races in the states, but trust me when I say it's a lot different. You won't find and US Muscle cars here." I chuckled ever so slightly.

Han had to admit that seeing the way that Oli interacted and handled things at the race, was unlike anything he'd ever seen...from a female at least. The familiar aura that the girl was letting off made him feel comfortable, like he had known her for years. The only other person who'd ever made him feel this comfortable was Dom.

Not even Gisele had made him feel so comfortable. So accepted.

Without noticing it, Han had stopped paying attention to what all was happening around him. He had stopped walking next to Oli's car and was now leaning up against his hood with his hands in his pockets.

Meanwhile, Oli was standing about ten feet away with the three people he had met earlier at the garage. The blonde was standing between Twinkie who was just a bit shorter than her, and Earl who was a lot taller than her. It was almost a funny sight to see. Yet, even from ten feet away he saw the smile fade away from Oli's face with a short man came walking over to her.

I was standing with Twinkie and Earl when Morimoto decided to make his move and walk over to where I was standing. I immediately crossed my arms over my chest as my eyes landed on him. He was only a few inches taller than myself, so since I wasn't wearing heels I had to look up at him.

"What do you want this time?" I growled out at him. An all too familiar smirk appeared on his lips as he looked down at me. "You know exactly what I want, Oli. I want your sexy ass in my car when I leave tonight." He said. The tone in his voice was so cocky that I just wanted to reach up and smack him as hard as I possibly could; but I knew that was something that I definitely couldn't do without regretting it in the long run.

"Well we all know that's not going to happen." I said quickly. The thought of Morimoto even wanting to touch me made me sick.

It actually repulsed me. "It will happen one day, mark my words." He snapped, growing visibly angry at the sound of my words. This time I couldn't stop myself from letting out a loud scoff and rolling my eyes as I crossed my arms over my chest. "Yeah, maybe in your dreams." I scoffed.

When I moved to turn away, Morimoto lunged forward and grabbed my wrist tightly before turning me around to face him once more. "Who is the gaijin, Oli, and why did you bring him here?" He snapped at me, now yelling. I was quick to snatch my arm away from his grasp before pushing him away from me.

It was hard for Han not to notice the scene that was unraveling in front of him. When the orange haired school boy grabbed Oli's wrist and started yelling about 'gaijin', he knew that he was talking about him.

Feeling how tense the situation was becoming, Han was half tempted to walk over to the group of people and step in; but decided against it. He wanted to see how the small girl was able to handle herself. The more he watched, the more he could see how much Dom and his crew had rubbed off on her.

Oli pulled her arm away from the boy's grasp before shoving him backwards. You could tell that she either didn't put that much force into it, or he was a good deal stronger than her- as the force of the shove only caused him to take a few steps back. "You have no right to call him gaijin!" She shouted at him, getting in his face now.

"You have absolutely no right to say that word to me, and you know it!" She shouted once again. This time her body lunged forward as if she was going to hit the man standing in front of her; but before she had the time to do so, Earl reached out and wrapped an arm around her waist.

Efficiently holding her back.

"This is not the place to do this, Oli. Calm down!" Twinkie urged as he stepped between her and the orange haired boy, who now had his arms crossed over his chest. "No! This is the place to do this! Let me go!" She shouted again, this time breaking out of Earl's hold.

"Alright then, how do you want to handle this?" The orange hair boy smirked, stepping forward.

"We race. Right here, right now; and if we win you leave my crew alone." Using the word crew, Oli felt like Dom in a way. "And what if I win?" The boy questioned in return, clearly interesting in what he could possibly win. Even from a distance, Han could see Oli visibly cringe as she closed her eyes before taking a deep breath.

"If you win, I'll leave here with you. I'm yours." She choked out.

As soon as the words left my mouth, Morimoto seemed to light up like a firework had just gone off in his ass. "Done." He said quickly, not allowing anyone to interfere or let me even consider changing my mind.

Turning around, I started making my way towards my car and mentally punching myself in the face. I moved to where I was standing in front of Han and slowly looked up to where I was looking in his eyes. "Alright, race ends at the very top, so once we disappear from around the corner, go to the elevator. I hope you remember how to get back to the garage, because if I end up losing I'm going to need you to take my car back." I said with a sigh.

Han let out a small laugh, "Don't worry I'm sure you won't lose. Especially if you were taught by Dom and Letty." He said rather confidently. Huh, I had never really thought about it like that.

I didn't say anything else to him and instead climbed back into my car. Smiling at the sound of the engine revving to life, I pulled out from where I was parked and moved to the make shift starting line. It was then that everyone started gathering around- finally realizing what was going on.

Morimoto pulled up next to me, and in the time it took him to look over at me and rev his engine, DK came running over and crouch down in his window. Immediately, he started yelling at the younger boy that he shouldn't be doing this- something about he knows how to race and drift, but had never actually put it into action in a real race.

I stopped listening to anything DK might have been saying when a man came to stand between the two cars; and just like that, the race had started.

Morimoto took off like a bat out of hell, speeding ahead of me- he obviously wasn't anticipating that first turn. I took things a little bit slower. As he struggled around the curve, I was about to drift around it perfectly before speeding ahead.

That's when I sped up ever so slightly, now seeing that Morimoto had made it around the curve and was catching up. Yet every time he tried to pass me, I swerved out in front of him stopping him from being able to pass me. Once more, I anticipated what could possibly happen before it did. I was able to make it around the second curve just barely without hitting the wall, and speeding on.

Meanwhile, Morimoto was able to make the turn but not as well. He ended up scraping the entire backside of his car against the wall.

Making it around the next few curves was quite easy, I took them just like I took the first. It was safe to say, that I was rather shocked when I saw that Morimoto had caught up to me. He was right next to me, and I knew the last and hardest curve was up next. Only one of us would be able to make it.

This was going to be a close on and this final curve was going to make or break us all. I cringed at the thought of possibly having to leave with Morimoto, only to end up pushing my foot down harder. My breathing grew heavy as the final curve came into sight. I had to slow up a bit or I was never going to make it. It was the exact moment that I let my foot up ever so slightly, that Morimoto went speeding past me. I watched as he attempted to make the turn at the speed he was going.

I was surprised that he didn't flip his damn car, but in the end he still didn't make it. Because he was going too fast, the entire side of his car slammed into the wall right next to the curve.

As I sped past him, up the ramp, I saw him freaking out in the car- knowing that he'd just lost. I couldn't help but smile as I arrived at the top and saw the crowd start erupting with cheers. I climbed out of the car only to be tackled by Reiko, followed by Twinkie and Earl.

"You did it Oli! I can't believe it!" Reiko squealed in my ear and I hugged her back. When I saw Han, he was standing behind the other three with a cookie in his hand. "Where the hell did you get a cookie?" I laughed loudly. "Your other car." He shrugged his shoulders, still with a completely straight face. I couldn't help but gasp, "You took my glove box cookie?" I questioned, slightly sad. I kept some kind of snack in every car's glove box in case my blood sugar started to drop.

I smiled at him before turning around to find Morimoto finally climbing out of his car. He was already being scolded by DK for racing someone who had so much more experience than he had.

I couldn't stop myself from walking over to the orange haired boy. It wasn't his fault he was so inexperienced. Well, it kind of was but I'm not going to say that out loud. Once I reached him, I stuck my hand out and waited for him to shake it.

"Come on, don't be a sore loser and shake my hand already." I sighed, "You're still just a kid, so don't fret over losing because you have plenty of time to improve. Maybe we'll race again some day." I couldn't help but encourage him. Even though he was an egotistical asshole. Finally a small smile formed on his lips as he reached out and shook my hand like I had wanted.

"When that day comes, you better be ready to finally leave with me." He winked. It was that moment that I pulled my hand away before placing it on my hip.

"We'll see about that." I huffed before turning the large crowd that still surrounded my car, "Party at the club!" I shouted, causing the crowd to erupt in cheers. I walked away from where Morimoto stood, and made my way to where Han was once more leaning against my car. "Party?" He questioned.

"Yeah, come on." I waved him closer as I climbed into the car. "You don't have to attend if you don't want to. It's in the club connected to the garage. Not even I attend those parties, I just let other people enjoy the club the way it was supposed to be enjoyed." I informed him as we quickly pulled away from the parking garage.