Hellooo~ sorry about the long wait! I was having some problems deciding plot and the such... If any of you would like to help me decide and such that would be greatly appreciated, the only thing is that I don't want to ruin the plot for you. Anywho onto ch2! It's kinda short, but I'll try to update again soon to make up for it!
After what she could only explain as a dreadfully long trip, laced with anticipation and nerves, Ren finally arrived in Japan. Once the plane had landed, Ren had immediately searched the airport for a face she had only seen in photographs, the face of her uncle. However after her eyes scanned the crowd of anxious families awaiting the arrival of their loved ones, she soon discovered that the face she was looking for was not among them. However, she did see a man in what Ren assumed to be his early 20's, wearing a drivers cap with a sign she could only assume was meant for her: Miss Ren Richowski.
The man's name she soon learnt, was Hiro, and he was the personal driver for her uncle. The fact that her uncle had his own personal driver had baffled Ren, she knew that he wasn't poor but this driver business still had her stupified. Hiro had short dust of brown hair sticking out of his cap, and walked with quite a confident stride, his brown eyes wrinkled with a constant smile, and overall Ren couldn't help but think that he was very attractive.
Hiro led the way towards the car or as he simply put it "his baby", and Ren couldn't help but think they were in front of the wrong car. In front of her stood a striking prestine black car, a model she had only seen a few times when she drove up to Saskatoon with her father for their yearly summer car show, but recognized none the less. It was an Mustang, and if she were to guess the year she would say 68. She was correct. The mustang was actually one of her favorite, and standing right in front of her! And not to mention the car was American for crying out loud!
"Your from America right?" Hiro stated nonchalantly as he magically took out some buffer and began to polish his car.
"North America" Ren corrected as she stared at the car in amazement. "Saskatchewan, Canada to be exact."
"So, I thought since you were from America and all, ehem North America, that I would greet you with a little touch of home. The old man wanted me to take the limo, but this little baby here is my favorite." Hiro explained.
"She's beautiful, thank you, Hiro." Ren replied as she stared at the car, the condition was perfect, not a dent or scratch in sight.
And soon Hiro had opened the passagers door for her, and they were off to meet her uncle!