ACT 2 – 2000RPM 'The Divine Unit Generals'

Later that afternoon as Kanae dropped off her nephew at her brother's house, her Sileighty parked next to a titanium gray Mazda RX-7 Spirit R Type A. This belonged to Kanae's sister in law, Reiko – a woman who often races along route C4 and H3, but barely on F5, as restricted by Fao. Kanae noticed Reiko's body kit had changed from her old Mazdaspeed R Spec to a wide body RE Amemiya style.
The sticker over the rear over fender was a bunch of Chinese characters, and the bottom, labeling 'Bu Xia De'.

Kanae took Roni to go see his mother, at a medium sized home, which sat on top of a small hill surrounded by other neighboring houses, surrounding one dead end.
"Sorry about that," apologized Kanae. "I lost track of time."
"Its ok," said Reiko. "Happens to me too. Sometimes, you seem too fast for the world that you think everything else is going slower, heheh…"

Roni walked over to his mother. Reiko was a 28 year old Korean woman, who had light brown hair which only reached down her neck. She was dressed in office-like attire, a white shirt, a dark blouse, a coat, and some expensive label shoes. Reiko, like her husband, was also once a race driver, but after her husband retired, she too have been swaying off from the racing world since she has a child to take care of. But unlike Fao, Reiko is not retired.
"Would you like me to get you something?" offered Reiko.
"Oh, thanks, but I gotta get going," explained Kanae. "Sorry again."
"Nah, don't mention it. It's fine," consoled Reiko, "By the way…" she paused, looking to see if Roni was still walking about. She went up closer to Kanae and spoke rather softly, in the idea of Roni being unable to hear anything.

"You heard about the tournament right? I'll be joining too. Let's have a good one," whispered Reiko.
"Um…" Kanae murmured, "I thought you don't race at F5?"
"Well, I'm sure Fao won't mind, just once," said Reiko. "Oh, and other drivers from other sectors are likely to participate as well."

"Wait a sec…" Kanae stuck a thought. "You don't usually join these things at random… Why now? There must be something else on the side you're in on…?"
"To be honest with you…" Reiko gave a blank stare. She moved her eyes onto her car. The look on her face was rather serious, yet did not escape enthusiasm. "There's this team that hardly anybody knows about. I don't think they're new, since the rumors have been going on for a long time now… You know what I'm talking about, right?"
"The 'ghost team'? Surely you're not saying that you've found out any leads to who they are?"
"No, I haven't," explained Reiko. "But if this tournament is big enough, then maybe one might start showing up."
"So basically this whole tournament is one big bait to lure them out?" asked Kanae.
"To put it simply, that's right, in a way," confessed Reiko. "But aside from that, I'd like to have as much fun as possible too."
"Well… that's all I ever cared about anyway," commented Kanae.
"Who knows, we might end up racing each other. Maybe a new fastest in F5 will be crowned, haha."
"Possibly… I've never raced you on F5," said Kanae, in her typical innocent tone.
"Oh, by the way, invited an old friend to come join too," explained Reiko.
"Hmm…?"
"Fukada Kumiko might be joining the tournament as well,"
"The Neon Serpent of D1? Should be interesting. F5 is the only course in which she hasn't set any unbeatable records," remembered Kanae. "I've never raced her before either."
"Neither have I," said Reiko. "But she's a real nice person."
"One day, I'll probably go down to D1 and see what its like," suggested Kanae.
"I haven't been there much myself," said Reiko. "Who knows, maybe we might be able to set records there too."

"You look tired, Kanae. Are you okay?" wondered Reiko.
"Oh, its nothing. I'm usually like this," explained Kanae. "Anyway, I gotta get going. Have a nice day."
"You too. See ya. Take care of yourself, Kanae,"

Kanae walked over to her car, waved goodbye to her nephew and sister in law, and sat inside. The Sileighty slowly backed out of the driveway. By the time Kanae left her brother's house, it was around the afternoon, and since she had the rest of the day off, she had nothing else to do.

The legendary Fukada Kumiko… Her name even reaches remote areas… such as F5. She must be incredible…

The Sileighty rolled by around the block, cruising past the village, on its way to the town area. The place seemed pretty empty as usual. Kanae stopped at the first intersection and kicked back.

So tired…

The lights were on red…
A second later, a car high-beamed its lights flashing onto Kanae's car, then moved its way right next to her.

High-beaming me? Is he trying to… ?

She looked over to her right. It was an orange Eclipse GSX. It had Volk rims, a GT wing. The car was also complete with a body kit and carbon fibre hood. Its engine started to growl at Kanae, in a rather provocative manner.
The intent was clear.
As the lights turn green…

Zzzzzzmmm…….

The two cars sped off from the lights. The Eclipse had monstrous acceleration. It shot straight ahead of the Sileighty, as Kanae held her ground and somehow kept up.

Fast!

Kanae clutched in, geared up, release, then full throttle. The Sileighty did not seem to close in any further on the Eclipse, though it was still very close.
Kanae attempted to push harder…
It was getting dangerous, even though the traffic was rather mild.
The cars were side by side, after a few corners, another intersection was in sight. The lights were yellow.

Neither of the cars slowed down.
The cars were almost closing in, much traffic lie ahead.

This is insane!

Kanae finally slowed down her pace getting ready to stop at the lights as she could still cover much distance at the speed she was going.
But the other car did not slow down. It sped up even greater, and in a split second, ran passed the lights just right before they turned red…

In an instant, traffic filled the road.
The Eclipse was gone…

On top of a parking lot building, a brief gathering was held on the top level. There were around a dozen cars, such as 180SX's, Supra's, and S15 Silvia's. Among the others, were five rather, distinctive ones, which parked at a certain position, away from the others. The five cars were like a pack of wolves that looked on over the herds of their sheep. The five cars were a metallic Impreza S202, a black Lancer Evolution III GSR, as well as another Lancer, which was a red Evolution VII RS. The other two was a yellow Efini RX-7 FD3S A Spec and finally, a dark burgundy colored 3000GT GTO VR-4 Turbo.

These were the elite drivers of a special racing division of Zui Hou R – the Shireishou D Unit.
The unit consists of;

Shireishou N / General Of The North Garage (car: CE9A) – Represents the Theorem of Rationality

Shireishou S / General Of The South Garage (car: CT9A) – Represents the Theorem of Strength & Aggression

Shireishou E / General Of The East Garage (car: GDB) – Represents the Theorem of Experience

Shireishou W / General Of The West Garage (car: FD3S) – Represents the Theorem of Talented Gift

Shireishou X / General Of The Central Garage (car: NA2) – Represents the Theorem of Unlimited Potential

The true identities of those drivers are unknown, other than the supervisor, the demoted Fukada Kumiko, who is not counted as a general of the divine unit.

"Listen up," Kumiko began. She stood next to her car, arms crossed, and hair blowing gently through the wind. As usual, she was wearing another dress, as if she was at the Grammy's or something. "Zui Hou R is going to establish its next dominant strike… at the upcoming Bu Xia De Street Tournament. We will finally expose our name and engrave our existence, into the records… into the light… and into the hearts of all the other damn road racers who risk their very lives on this most dangerous of games…"

"Wow, nice speech, Master Ku," teased W.
"Our mission objective is to use the tournament as a medium to establish our dominance, but also introduce our racing dynasty," elaborated E. "It has to be a flawless effort. One loss will consider the project a failure."

"Yes," followed up Kumiko. "Operation: Zheng Fu. We're gonna win this tournament."

"Basically, we just go in there, and beat every competitor, right?" asked W.
"Exactly." said E.
"Master Ku, you should participate too," suggested E.
"Maybe I will. Who else is coming with me?" asked Kumiko.

W stepped forward, and looked up to Kumiko. "I'll go with you, Master Ku."
"How about we split rounds?" suggested S. "Since the first race is at F5, some of us should participate at the other races during the other rounds."

"Sounds good," approved Kumiko. "By the way…" she paused.
Kumiko walked over slowly, and gazed at the streets from the top, watching, and listening as the traffic strolled past.

"X might be joining us too…" ended Kumiko.

The ever so tense Koda's was at its usual bustling pace, although that was nothing to stop one man, who sat at the bar silently, as usual. Spoke to nobody, as usual. Flicking through pages of car magazines, as usual. The somber Fu Huo had his own presence about him. He leaned on the table, with his arm holding his forehead, as if copping a migraine. He took a sip of his drink, then flicked a page.

Maybe I should set down my rear stabilizers a bit. With the rear less stable than the front, I wonder what will happen?

He flicked another page.
I've always set the brake controller weaker on the rear, but stronger on the front. Perhaps I should try the other way around? I'd better ask 'her'.

A woman sat on the bar stool next to Fu Huo. He sat there, ignoring the woman, probably not realizing anything. After a moment, the woman gave him a soft little kiss on the cheek.

What's going on? Who the hell…?

Fu Huo turned around to look at the woman he was ignoring. Oh, its just Minako.
Fu touched his cheek, a blunt look on his face, his voice was straight and emotionless.

"What was that for?" he asked Minako.
"Nothing," Minako leaned over to him again, and gave him another kiss on the cheek. "I just like kissing you. Is there anything wrong?"

What's with her all of a sudden? I thought we've sorted this out already?

Minako did nothing but smile at him. That same old cutesy sort of smile she uses to annoy Fu Huo.
"Aren't you supposed to be working?" asked Fu.
"I've just finished," explained Minako.
"Well… you should find something worth spending your time on."
"I have," Minako gave him another kiss. "See?"

Whatever

"You don't look too busy yourself," commented Minako. "Why don't we go do something?"
"What do you wanna do now?" Fu asked, turning to his car mag and continued flicking through pages.
"Let's go out," suggested Minako. "We haven't gone out in ages."
"That's cause we've already been everywhere," Fu took a sip of his drink.
"Oh come on," Minako continued to nag him. "Let's go out, just you and me. We'll just go as friends,"
"Sorry, but I'm racing tonight," excused Fu. "I've challenged Ohjay for a highway battle tonight."
"You can't be serious, Fu" said Minako. "You're lucky you're already able to drive fast. But battling, especially on a highway is pushing it."
"I can manage," explained Fu. "Even though my arm is still a little sore, I can still shift and steer. My legs are fine."
"You're not gonna listen, are you?" Minako protested. "Why?"
Unexpectedly, Fu turned to Minako, and looked at her square in the eye. Oddly, there was a little strike of sincerity glowing from his face, which peered directly at Minako.

"I'm sorry," he muttered.
For some reason, Minako was unable to say a word. In a short moment, Fu gave her a brief smile, then turned around again to look at his car magazines.