A Fast and Furious fic

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Lana Del Rey - Video Games

I tell you all the time
Heaven is a place on earth with you;
tell me all the things you want to do
They say that the world is built for two

- it's you, it's you, it's all for you

Part 3: Chapter 3: There was the killing for you and for me too

It had been a whole week since we'd discovered Twinkee's condition and although he knew he knew about it, we didn't talk about it.

It was just something that was that we could do nothing about and therefore, we didn't discuss it.

Instead we focussed on our new house - a two bedroom apartment, penthouse style overlooking Tokyo Tower. Twink wasn't very impressed by it, but I was
astounded with the beauty of it.

I was in the living area flicking through a newspaper when Han approached me with something I hadn't thought about this week.

'Lina, has Twink said anything more to you about the ESC?'

I shook my head puzzled, 'why would we? He knew it touched a nerve last time. To be honest, he hasn't left our sight, I don't even think he's involved anymore.'

It was true. Twink spent all his time in his room and when he did go out, he was back when he said he'd be with whatever he said he'd set off to get.

Han looked at me as if I was born yesterday and took a seat next to me glancing at Twink's bedroom door, 'the ESC isn't some chess club that you can just stop attending, Lee. Did you seriously believe that he was out of it? That tattoo is for life...'

I shot the man a glare at his pessimistic attitude, 'meaning?'

'Meaning that Twink's in that crew for life whether he wants to be or not. And when they want him, they'll call.'

He stood to his feet and I kept my hard look on his toned back until he turned back around to face me, 'I was thinking of opening up a garage again, what'dya think?'

I looked at him incredulously, 'after last time?'

Han held his hands up in surrender with a cute smile on his face, 'no races. I wouldn't even be there. I'd hire someone to take care of everything - besides, it's boring
just sitting around here doing nothing. At least if I'm working, it's something to do.'

'What am I supposed to do? Take up waitressing again?' We were still supposed to keep a low profile even if we had managed to stay away from Hobbs back in Rio for a good few months now. That didn't mean we could go writing down our names and showing our ID's to just anyone.

Han shrugged and leaned on the table to give me a slow, tantalizing kiss, 'take up writing. You'd make a brilliant author.'

Rolling my eyes I gently bit his lips and pushed him away, 'fuck off. I can't write to save my life.'

'Well, what interested you in school?'

Thinking about it, not much interested me. Sure, English was my favourite subject but I wouldn't have time to sit down and write a novel - about what, anyway? Cars and engines and computers was my entire life and had been for a while.

'Think about it,' Han winked and left the room without another word.

Before I could ask where he was going, he shut the door behind him and I could hear his footsteps walk away from me.

'I'm going out.' Jumping slightly, I was surprised to see Twink stood on the other side of me beside the fridge, bottle of water in his hand. His eyes weren't shining like they used to be and his wife beater hung loose on his torso.

'Okay,' I said without missing a beat. If I acted suspicious, he'd withdraw from us and that was the last thing we needed. 'Where're you off to?'

'Nowhere in particular.' He shrugged and studied my face carefully for a hint of worry or disbelief, I was good at hiding my emotions, something I'd probably picked up from Han and only smiled at him.

'Alright,' I said with fake enthusiasm.

So far Twinkee had always mentioned where he was going. Thinking back to what Han had said - if they need him, they'll call, I waited until Twink had left and picked up my phone.

Not surprised at all that it went straight to voicemail, I left a message, 'Han? Twink just left saying he needed to go out but he didn't say where. I have a feeling he's going back to ESC. I'm gonna follow him.'

Grabbing my car keys off the counter I crossed the room quickly and peered out the window that showed the entrance of our building. Twinkee was just walking out the door and began a sprint down the side walk.

Whether it was an innocent trip to the shops or something more dangerous, I wanted to know where he was going. Twinkee was sick now - extremely sick and there's no way I'm letting him get involved further in something like the ESC.

HAN'S POV

Handing over the money to the scrawny guy in front of me, he went to shake my hand as confirmation of our business deal.

Not entirely keen on physcial contact with someone who looked severely unhygienic, I only nodded and cast a look around the new location for Tokyo's Motors.

Truthfully, running a garage again wasn't on my agenda - but then again, nor was being reunited with the woman who stole my heart and this whole relationship thing was a surprise even to me.

I could see the look on Lina's face every morning when she woke up. The first thing she did was look around to check I was still laying beside her. What did she expect? Me to realize during the night that this life wasn't for me and bail on her?

The only reason I'd ever do that again was if her life was in danger and I'm planning on that NEVER happening.

I heard my phone beep at me from the inside of my car and taking it out the glovebox I checked it to see a missed call and a voicemail message from Lina.

'Han? Twink just left saying he needed to go out but he didn't say where. I have a feeling he's going back to ESC. I'm gonna follow him.'

Before she'd even finished, I had my key in the ignition and my foot on the accelerator. What would compel her to do something so idiotic?

Following Twink to the East Side Crew was asking to be shot down dead. They didn't take too kindly to strangers, I should know considering... But now Lina had to go and play the fucking hero and save Twinkee's life.

If they saw her there - they'd kill her and my heart ached at the thought of it.

LINA'S POV

It wasn't hard to stay on Twinkee's tail.

With that bright green wifebeater of his, he stuck out like a sore thumb considering everyone else on the sidewalks were wearing suits and classy cardigans. It was a Monday and a school day so there weren't many Tokyo teenagers around.

Thanks to Rio, I'd become pretty good at tailing people and staying unknown but soon I was following him down alley ways and unfamiliar streets that made me feel uncomfortable.

And then, I saw a huge building with Mazda Skyline's parked outside in assortments of colours. There were men, some Japanese and some American outside with dogs on leashes and machine guns attatched to their hips.

I breathed slowly through my nose and parked about a quarter mile up the road, hidding by the shadows. It was hard to see exactly what was going out but I could see Twink in his bright green attire handing something to one of the guard dog men.

Twink soon disappeared inside and I watched carefully for any signs that this could just be a scrabble meeting.

Warning bells were ringining in my head and I knew I shouldn't be here. I didn't realize the people in this crew were armed and so tight about security. But my friend was still in there - the stupid, reckless little brat that he is, he was still my friend and I wasn't driving away until I saw him come out safe and sound.

After half an hour, the darkness overhead was making it even more difficult to see what was happening. Just as I was about to turn my headlights on, a knock on my window frightened the life out of me.

Squealing, I held a hand to my chest and faced the window seeing Han Lue stood there with a disappointed look on his face. In the dark he looked menacing but when he got into my car and the light from the dashboard lit up his face, he was still beautiful.

'What the fuck do you think you're doing?' He asked.

So much for beautiful, I thought and gestured to the building, 'Twinkee is inside there.'

He made a face and spoke slowly as if a teacher in a primary school attempting to teach a six year old how to spell, 'right. Okay, now let's drive away.'

'No,' I whirled back, 'no way.'

'Lina,' Han ran a hand down his face and rested his arms on my thighs, 'Twink is in this on his own. There's nothing we can do to get him out - we'll have to wait until they just don't need him anymore.'

'And when will that be? When he's killed a hundred other people or until he dies first?'

Han paused and looked at me wearily, 'I need to tell you something.'

I was turned away from him, not particularly interested in what he had to say, 'what?'

I heard him breathe deeply and that worried me.

Turning slowly to face him, my arms across my chest, I saw his face look directly out the window, towards the building, 'I used to be in the ESC.'

My head felt heavy and for a moment I thought a headache was about to kick in until I discovered the culprit was the fact that Han had just confessed something of his past to me again and I felt like I was in the dark again.

'You never said-'

'It was a long long time ago. I was younger than Twink. When I first came to Tokyo I was seventeen. I had been almost everywhere but when I came here, I had nothing. No money, no job, no family and to be honest, I didn't care whether I lived or died.'

I watched him tap his fingers against my glovebox and I reached out to intertwine our fingers.

Feeling that it gave him a sign to continue, Han leaned back on the chair, 'like you stumbled upon me, I stumbled upon them. They used my mechanic skills from college and I helped them build up cars. Until, things got bad.'

'How bad?' I whispered into the dark - the dashboard light wasn't so bright anymore and Han was leaning away from it so his face was completely overshadowed in black.

'Really bad.' Han answered just as softly. 'Because I knew Dom from when I went to America, turns out he had some old enemies in the ESC. They said they way I handled cars was 'too American' but when they saw his name on my phone one time, I never lived it down.'

I fiddled with his fingers and wanted to ask why he'd never shared it before. What I was becoming to discover about Han was his entire soul and spirit took time to uncode.

When he himself was ready and he felt you were ready too - only then would he reveal himself to you.

And I was beginning to think there was still a lot to Han I didn't know about yet. 'And then what?'

Han ran a hand through his hair, 'pulled a gun on me. I only just escaped. I went back to America after that and rolled with Dom a bit more - stole some cars, fixed them up, stole more cars - the usual.'

'Where's your tattoo then?' I asked - not because I didn't believe him but because I knew Han's body now like the back of my hand and I knew there was no tainted ink of a crew crest anywhere on that Korean's gorgeous body.

'I was only in the crew for a few months. You don't get a brand until you've been at least a year and a half.'

I looked back towards the building but saw nothing due to the darkness outside, I frowned, 'what you're saying is...'

'We can't just pick Twinkee up, rub him over with a wet wipe and expect him to come out clean. We remove him from that crew, they kill us and they kill him.'

To be involved in something like that was something else I didn't want on my conscience.

'But how long do you think they'll keep him?' I asked and going by Han's silence, I knew the news would be bad.

'He's already killed for them - it means he'll most likely do it again. It takes a lot of guts to shoot and kill someone. The ESC find courage like that admirable, he's willing to kill someone for them.'

'I find it sick.' I said suddenly and wanted to spit on every single one of the members.

'I'd do it.' Han said and looked at me seriously, 'if it came down to it, Lina. If I had to shoot to save you, I'd do it without thinking twice about it. Remember I'm no saint.'

He went to get out the car and I stopped him, 'where're you going?'

I was still a little meserized at that sly expression of love from the man I loved with all my heart. He'd kill for me.

'I brought my own car - follow me back.' He said and shut the door quietly behind me. As I waited for him to get back into his car that was parked behind me, I licked my lips and buried my head in my hands.

I believed Han would kill someone for me.

And I believed it because I knew I'd do the same for him too.

A/N: Taster of Han's POV, whaddya think?
I was thinking of including it a little more, but this story is for you guys, my beautiful readers therefore the decision is once again left to you.
Thank you again to each and every single one of you - without you readers, this story would probably have died by now and I love Han & Lina too much to kill them off!

~ Ello Harley