AN: A big thanks to Arisa Akamatsu! Thanks for reviewing! You made my day! So here comes chpter 4 I hope that some one likes it and want to read more.

Chapter 4

Bunta stared at his son and his son looked back at him, there were no fear in the younger Fujiwara's eye's only sadness and that made Bunta more angrier.

Takumi looked into his fathers eyes, he saw the anger and he felt sad. Sad because that was the only way his father looked at him recently. If his own father couldn't love him, how could anyone else?

Bunta grabbed him by neck and dragged him in to the tofu shop, throwing Takumi into the living room so hard that the young Fujiwara hit the wall with a bang making the paintings on the wall fall down.

Takumi lied on the floor, feeling dazed from the hit, he looked up to see his father closing in on him again and he tried to sit up but Bunta was fast as a snake. He grabbed Takumi's injured wrist and hauled him onto his feet, ignoring the hissing of pain that came from Takumi.

"What did I do to deserve a son like you?" Bunta screamed as he grabbed his son shirt by the front and slammed the small body into the wall with each word he said. "I was a good driver when I was young, people cheered for me!"

"I..." Takumi tried to say something.

"People remembered Bunta Fujiwara, they knew who I was! Then your mother came along and then you came, taking her away from me! And now no one knows me, they only talk about Takumi Fujiwara and the Akina 86!" Bunta slammed Takumi harder against the wall. "I'm the one they should be speaking of! You can't even drive down the mountain without damaging the car! I tried to teach you but you are so stupid!"

Takumi's back hurt very much and he fought back the tears, he was almost sure that the wall behind him was going to break, so hard were Bunta slamming him into the wall.

He grabbed his father's wrist that held his shirt, just holding on hoping that his father would get tired soon.

"And wasn't that enough, those two Takahashi brothers comes and tries to make you better! They don't know anything about racing!" Bunta yelled and started to curse, using both Ryousuke and Keisuke's names.

When hearing the Takahashi brothers names, Takumi felt something in his stomach. At first he felt very strange, then he recognized the feeling: anger. His father had no right talking about them like that. Both brothers worked hard and they was the best drivers in Japan.

Takumi gripped his fathers wrist harder and then did something he never thought he would do, he hit Bunta. The older Fujiwara staggered back, losing his grip of Takumi's shirt and then they just stared at each other.

"How dare you!" Bunta screamed as he gather himself.

"You have no right talking about them like that." Takumi's voice low but clear.

Bunta walked up to him and slapped him hard, making Takumi fell yet again against the wall.

"Don't you talk back to me!"

Takumi gather himself and pushed himself from the wall. He saw something in his fathers eyes, fear and regret maybe? Then he walked past his father and out thru the door, into the falling snow.

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Ryousuke was driving thru the streets, trying to clear his mind. He and his brother had had a long talk about what had happen.

Keisuke was pretty angry at him for treating Takumi that way and he was surprised how much his brother cared for the younger driver. And he was very surprised of how easily his brother could read him.

Ryousuke shook his head, Keisuke had told him that you couldn't deny your feelings if you wanted a happy life. When did his younger brother grow up to be the one who held all the answers?

They both like Takumi very much but what should they do about it? If Takumi talked to them ever again, what would they say?

At that Keisuke just shrugged his shoulders, time will tell was the only thing he said to answer the older brothers questions.

Ryousuke gripped the wheel hard and sighed. He needed to talk with Takumi, to say that he didn't mean what he said. He looked out at the falling snow, it was dark outside and made it hard to see thru the windshield

He drove carefully and suddenly someone appeared in front of him, making him stop the car as he recognized him.

It was Takumi, without a jacket, Ryousuke threw his car door open and yelled the younger drivers name as he ran up beside him.

Takumi was cold, really cold but he kept on going. He thought he heard someone calling his name but he ignored it. He was so cold and tired, his body ached with every step he took. He just wanted to lay down and sleep.

Ryousuke was just about to say something when Takumi stumbled and would have fallen if the older Takahashi brother hadn't caught him.

"Takumi..." Ryousuke said in a low voice as he took a good look at the younger driver. "What happened to you?"

"Ryousuke?" Takumi whispered. "I'm so cold." And with that he fell unconscious.

"Takumi!" Ryousuke almostpanicked but was relived when he saw Takumi's breath. He scooped up the younger man but when he lifted the younger man, his brow furrowed a little and a low moan of pain escaped the boy's lips.

Carefully Ryousuke carried him to his FC, amazed how light the boy was. He gently sat him down in the passenger seat and buckled him up. Then he got into the FC and drove off.

TBC