When Oikawa arrived, the crowd went into an uproar and it was as if you were outside listening to the cheers and whistles -the sound booming through the walls of the car. Oikawa parked right in the middle where it was unoccupied by a car and by the looks of it, it seemed as if everyone was waiting for Oikawa as he was the last to arrive.

You looked out of Oikawa's window out into the crowd trying to find Zosia and Kageyama and once you did, you noticed they were already looking at you alongside Tanaka and Nishinoya who were behind them. You gave a small smile, hints of panic behind your eyes. Finding yourself bored, you looked around to see who Oikawa's competitors would be until you found your eyes stuck on Suna, unable to move as was his I'm sure. Suna was sat in an all black Mustang cobra with gold rims that was booming inaudibly with music. The driver's windows were completely rolled down so you could tell he saw you when he went to pretend to occupy himself. You were sort of hoping for some time to pass before you made another interaction with Suna in order for the awkwardness to disappear, however I think that idea's way out the window.

You snapped your head towards Oikawa who revved his engine twice to get your attention which obviously worked. Instead of taking advantage of your attention that was now on him, he turned to face what you were previously so invested in.

Oikawa rolled down your window to get a clear view of Suna. 'Oh hey Suna!' Suna simply put his hand up while attempting a smile. Suna's eyes quickly shifted from underneath Oikawa's judgemental gaze to yours. You caught his eyes in the sliver of a second he looked at you and even then it made your heart race -and you weren't too sure what the cause was. Oikawa pulled up your window after the recent interaction with Suna before letting out a long awaited scoff.

'I'm for sure gonna beat his ass now. I wasn't too set on winning but damn, his face annoys the fuck outta me.' You laughed along with him as you slapped your hand on his which was resting on the middle console. While running your fingers along each and every vein and knuckle across his right hand, you turned to look at Oikawa, who smiled the moment he felt your eyes lay on him.

'Well now you sorta have to now.' You said although you were certain he was thinking the same thing. Oikawa bared a large grin unveiling all his front teeth whilst turning his head fully to face the long road ahead of him which he would soon be racing on along with 5 other competitors. You both sat in silence as you took in his attractiveness -his side profile; the definition of beauty. Each carve and shadow of his face making you wonder how you ended up with someone so perfect. But let's be real here, he's the lucky one.

'I guess you're right huh? You ready?' Oikawa turned to face you for the last time, looking you up and down making sure you were all set for the race to start. Once he was satisfied with what he saw such as you buckled in, he turned to face the road ahead and tapped his pointer finger on the steering wheel rhythmically .

'Oh so we going right now?!' A startled look appeared on your face considering you didn't expect it to start so quickly. You could hear your heartbeat in your chest the same time Oikawa revved his engine three times and as a result, opaque, white smoke and orange sparks flowed out through the exhaust almost immediately.

'Guess we are.' A deep, villainous sounding laugh arose from the pit of Oikawa's stomach as the faint countdown of the race was being declared on the speakers. Despite this being Oikawa's race, he seemed composed even with the raw tension that apparently only you could feel.

'The race will start in 3…' A female voice announced from above as a faint rumble of an engine started.

'2…' Oikawa slapped his hand on your thigh, rubbing in a solicitous manner as he reassured you. 'You'll be fine, I'll drive carefully don't worry.'

'1…' Oikawa pulled ahead the second the race commenced giving him a large advantage with him ahead of the rest. You not being prepared, caused your body to slam in the back of your seat which slightly winded you.

That same feeling you would experience on a roller coaster bubbled up in your stomach as Oikawa urged forwards at an even faster pace, multiplying the distance between him and the others. The stereo was now playing 'Better Now' and the visible tension lifted off of you as the first beat dropped.

Oikawa leaned forward to turn up the volume only to see you loosen up as the song played. You and Oikawa got lost in the music, the deep bass vibrating your eardrums. Oikawa turned to face you while lip syncing the lyrics with an incredibly joyful look.

You grinned at the sight but soon remembered what you were here for. 'Pay attention, you wanna win right?' As you laughed out your words, Oikawa looked at the road in front of him then to his side mirror then eventually to you.

'Looks like I already have.' Oikawa looked at his side mirror once more, bearing a knavish grin whilst turning down the music for concentration.

A familiar face landed on your side mirror; no other than the infamous Suna Rintarou who you couldn't seem to escape. He had a determined look plastered on his as he blinked his headlights making his sudden appearance known. With just a little increase in power, he had already caught up with Oikawa who knew he was there, but didn't care. Suna shot you both a bland look followed by him overtaking Oikawa for only a second.

Seeing as this was the race including the best of the best, no one was trailing behind; significantly at least. Looking around at all the mirrors present (such as your side mirror, Oikawa's side mirror and the rear view mirror) you could catch Kuroo, Bokuto and Kita just barely under the moonlight. However there was only one man that remained a mystery who you've never encountered yet. Out of all the racers, he seemed to be the one that took this most seriously, his facial expression causing you to think that. His face remained in a scowl, an intimidating one to say the least. Although it was hard to see with just the moonlight being your main source of light, you could pick up subtle features. Such as his short light and dark brown hair and broad facial features. He drove a dark purple, chrome finish Koenigsegg CRR and despite not knowing much about the individual, you could tell it fit him.

Approaching a turn, Oikawa sped up, taking his place in front of Suna before steering the wheel completely to the left, achieving a perfect drift. Yours and his bodies swayed to the right, the power of the drift making you lose control over yourself. The screeches created from the turn pierced your ears, the sound crystal clear despite the shelter of the car.

You turned to face Oikawa and was greeted with a satisfactory look glazed over his features. When Oikawa sensed your gaze, his face turned monotonous as he slapped his hand on yours which rested atop your thigh. 'Remember when I said that I would drive carefully? Sorry bout' that. You good though?' The fact that even when he was racing and that he still had time to ask how you were made you feel special. Something Oikawa never failed at doing. You chuckled at his sincerity just as you looked at the remaining road yet to be driven on. 'Get ready though cuz I'm gonna go a lot faster.' You knew his exaggerated tone had truth to it so you silently and mentally prepared yourself seeing as there was nothing for you to do physically such as buckle in which you already did so. You returned his gaze, which held a strong presence of eagerness.

Before lifting his hand off of yours, Oikawa swayed his thumb from left to right on the back of your palm. His hand shifted from yours to the gear stick as he slowly lifted off of the accelerator to push down onto the clutch, switching to fifth gear. You could feel the immediate change in speed in the time Oikawa swapped back over to the gas pedal, pressing slightly harder on the lever. The abrupt change in speed triggered the pit of your stomach to create butterflies, your heartbeat increasing alongside the exhilaration brewing all throughout you.

A tightening sound came from your right and when you went to see what the source of noise was, you were met with Oikawa gripping firmer on the leather covering his steering wheel. His face showcased even more determination and concentration than before as he neared the end of the race with his tongue peaking out of his mouth, eyes full of the desire to win. Many trailed behind him with the same uniform look however you could tell there were little glints of doubt and disillusionment.

Another thrust of power alerted you as Oikawa was now stepping fully on the accelerator giving off great strength. Loud spitting noises could be heard from the very end of the car, assuming that it was the engine working it's hardest. With one hand on the steering wheel and one hand placed on the gear stick, Oikawa surpassed the finish mark as the crowd collectively showered him in all sorts of celebrations. A sly grin sneaked past onto your lips concurrent to the blow of horn, marking the successor of first place: Tooru Oikawa.

"How's that for your first race hm?" Oikawa placed his elbows on the middle console, resting his face in the palms of his hand with a cocky smirk glossed over his lips.

"Eh, the driving was a lil' bumpy." The now pouty expression which Oikawa tried so hard to mask came breaking through making you let out a hearty laugh. Placing your right hand on the back of his head, you massaged the rear end of his scalp. You cocked your head to the side while curling the side of your mouth slightly. 'You did great, I'm proud of you my love.'

"Took you long enough." Oikawa looked at you, giving you a playful eye roll due to your previous remarks. The buzz of your phone alerted you and instinctively, you dropped your hand from Oikawa's head in order to get a better grasp of your phone. Oikawa looked over in the direction of your phone, squinting as he read the message sent by Zosia congratulating him.

sia 3

i knew Oikawa was good but GOD DAMNNN?

tell him he done a good job ig?

i would but i think he's reading this as we're texting LMAOO? ﾟﾘﾭ

You turned to face Oikawa but he was already looking at you with a confused look on his face. "Wait I don't have my glasses, what did she say?" Oikawa opened up the middle console rummaging for his glasses in the abyss of candy wrappers and vape oils. Once he found his glasses, he placed them on, peering through the lens. Oikawa simply gave a nod of approval as he settled into the foam of the car seat, awaiting for his prize money.

Not long after, he took his vape from the inside of the middle console, twirling the cold metal with the control of his fingertips.

Followed closely after Oikawa came Suna followed by Bokuto and the man in the dark purple car (with the same scowl slapped on his face) who tied, and lastly came Kuroo and Kita with minor scratches and nicks on each of their cars. Something must've happened considering they didn't enter the race with those markings.

A figure wearing mechanic attire approached the rumbling car with a large briefcase in hand and a lit blunt in the other. You fiddled with your thumbs placed on your lap awaiting for the individual to meet with you and Oikawa.

Upon his arrival, he balled up his fist, knocking on the heavily tinted glass. Oikawa rolled down his figure only to reveal a somewhat familiar face. The annoyance of recognising someone but not pinpointing who bugged you but you let it go, for now at least. That was until you got a closer look, recognising that stupid smirk from a mile away.

"AYEEEE PYTHON! How you been man?" Oikawa pulled the figure into a manly handshake, pulling one another into a hug. You made brief eye contact with the man, a hint of curiosity behind those eyes.

"Y'know not much, just been here and there. Who's this?" The man shifted his eyes to you as did Oikawa, bearing a large grin at you.

"This is my girlfriend y/n, I don't think y'all met before.''

"No we definitely have," You giggled, the mere thought of running into old friends comforting you. "How you been, Terushima?"

"Y/n? Damn, can't believe I almost didn't recognise you, but yeah no I've been good."

"Wait, you guys know each other?" You stifled a laugh looking at the shocked face slapped on Oikawa's features as he looked between you two.

"Yeah, we been friends since foreverrr man. I think the last time we saw each other was when-" You cut off Yuji afraid of what he was going to say. Widening your eyes, you signaled Terushima to divert the topic, or at least that's what you hoped he'd do. "-we went to that party in like January of last year." Judging by the way his voice held uncertainty, you knew he got the memo.

"Anyways here's the 160,000 as promised, you did good out there Tooru."

"I appreciate it."

It was now around 2 in the morning, the numbers of people descending as the hours trod on. Surrounding you were the Kageyama, Oikawa, Kita, Kuroo and Bokuto. While mostly everyone from the participating teams were still present either hanging about or fixing their cars, you stayed in your circle, talking about whatever came to mind.

Bokuto turned to face you with his phone in one hand and a Monster in the other, taking a sip. "So y/n, what do you?"

"What do I do?" Your eyes nervously shifted to Kageyama, pondering on how to answer this question. The easy way would be to say that you were studying to be an OB/GYN but you wouldn't be telling the truth would you? The truth is you're an undercover assassin in replacement of your parents, arguably the most well-known assassins to this day. Well, you and your brother. And sometimes Yuuji, he always did sort of stick close by you and your family since the day he was born. Despite the safe atmosphere with everyone around you, you deemed it inappropriate that you reveal such information, not that you're allowed anyway. So you went with the only safe answer. "I'm studying to be an OB/GYN actually."

"Oh cool, I'll just pretend I know what that means" The group laughed in symphony, mainly because of Bokuto's contagious ass laugh.

A fit of laughter overcame you as you explained what an OB/GYN was. "It's basically just a doctor that specializes in childbirth."

"Ahhh I get it now. Alsooooo, we should go out for food in celebration of… nah who am I kidding, I just want some good fucking food man." The nostalgic feeling of holding your stomach from the pain of laughter was appearing the more you conversed with the others.

"I was thinking the same thing, later today at six?" Kageyama chimed in at the mention of food after scrolling on his phone for what felt like ages.

"Since y/n is the new addition to the group, let's let her choose what we should eat."A warmth spread it's way up to your cheeks, the sudden attention making you feel flushed. The group turned their attention to you bar Kuroo and Kita who were in their own mini conversation, tuning in when they felt like it.

Oikawa turned to you, a confused look on his face. "Nah cuz watch her say 'I don't know, you pick.' I swear she always does this when I ask where she wants to eat on dates." He rolled his eyes in a playful manner as he turned his head to face away from you.

"Hmm, maybe korean bbq?" Oikawa's face dropped, knowing you said it to spite him. Otherwise you would've really asked for someone else to pick.

"So Korean bbq at 6?" Everyone nodded, a satisfactory smile on Bokuto's face.

"Hey guys, we're gonna pack up soon, our hours that we rented are almost over." Kuroo spoke up, looping the keys of the track round his fingers.

"See you later." You took Oikawa's hand in yours and brought it up to wave everyone goodbye. Bokuto gave a small salute before heading round to his car, followed by Kageyama, Kita and Kuroo.

"I think I'm gonna head to my place tonight, I gotta do some studying. I'll come back just in time for us to head out though." You had one hand on the door handle of your car with your body faced towards Oikawa. While you hated lying to him, there was no way you could let him know what you truly do for work, or even worse -involve him. However there was always this gut feeling that he had a lie of his own, similar to yours. Some nights he'd leave in the night and not come back till morning looking defeated and overall not himself, and at first you suspected him cheating but other things, other clues, have led you to believe otherwise. Long story short, you think Oikawa is also another assassin working under another corporation however you've stopped yourself numerous times from asking. Plus, it would be deceptive of you to ask as if you weren't an assassin yourself.

"Yeah that's fine, just text me when you get home. I love you I guess." Oikawa rolled his eyes at the last sentence, looking away to hide the blush coming on his cheeks.

"Yeah yeah, I love you too." Before leaving, you gave a quick peck on Oikawa's cheek. An immediate smile came onto his lips from it, something you never got sick of seeing.

You got in the car and as you pulled away, you blew flying kisses his way. The ride back to your house was short but serene. Especially in this time of the year in Japan where the trees are flourishing into its autumn form. You played 'Beach song' on the radio as you drove through the roads, the lights illuminating your path. The time was now 3am so it was still fairly dark but that's what made it all the more memorable.

Finally arriving home, you took your phone out the side of your jeans to text Oikawa.

mi amor

i'm home noww ;))

r u sure?

wym am i sure?

i mean how am i supposed to know ur y/nn not some fat,

russian guy that took u home cuz he thought you were cute

*sends one attachment*

still think i'm being held hostage?

idk bout u but that's a pretty cute kidnapper u got there?

yeah you got that right?

mkay gn, i'll see u tmr my love...or today idk?

gn, i'll see you later ?￢ﾀﾍ ️

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You set your phone down and got ready for bed. Following your usual night routine you started by getting your hair out your face, removing your makeup and washing your face. You didn't know what it was but getting 'unready' was always so draining especially at this time but in the end, it always felt so rewarding. Once you were finished cleaning up, you slipped into some silk pyjamas and hopped into bed.