Monday came and Carlos and Sweeper got up early for a breakfast, McClintock on the other hand was still sleeping.
Chang was the only driver that didn't sleep in a cabin like the other 3; he had his own place in Tokyo that he returned to on evenings and during weekdays.
After all, he still had to run a bar in downtown Tokyo, even though all he did was the paper work.
It was summer so Carlos, Sweeper, Keiichi and Jane were sitting outside around the table eating their breakfast.

"Care to pass me the cheese Sweeper?" Carlos asked.

"Sorry Carlos, it isn't over here." Sweeper replied.

"Ah come on, I know you like cheese! It is behind the milk over there, just hand it over." Carlos asked with a bit serious voice.

"It isn't here" Sweeper moved the milk to show Carlos.

"WHAT?" Carlos looked shocked.

"I think McClintock took the last part of it for his cheese sandwich last night." Jane said to Carlos.

"DAMN…" Carlos paused for a while "I really want cheese you know, I don't feel like something else this morning. Hey Sweeper, you mind heading out for a ride with me?" Carlos asked.

"Take a ride with you? Why should I ride with you? Can't you just head out and get the cheese yourself?" Sweeper asked.

"Well, you haven't eaten much already now have you? I thought of getting something else to eat in town as well as the cheese. Judging from the way you view this breakfast table, I am sure you feel like getting something too." Carlos grinned.

"OK! Let's go for a ride then, but give me a minute first, I need to get something from my cabin." Sweeper threw the napkin onto the plate and headed into his cabin.

1 minute later, Sweeper came running out with a small bag that he threw in the backseat of Carlos' GT-R.

"What do you need that for?" Carlos asked.

"Just a bad feeling I got for today, and I have learned to trust those feelings." Sweeper replied.

They both got into the Skyline and buckled into the bucket seats.

Carlos fired up the engine and the Skyline pulled onto the road, disappearing quickly.

"Jeez, that Carlos guy is a weird one." Keiichi said while taking a bite off the slice of bread.

"Yeah, just don't tell him that, his work is kinda weird as well. I am puzzled how he and Sweeper can hang together like best friends though." Jane replied.

"Strange type of work? Ok, I don't want to hear about it." Keiichi replied.

Carlos chose a slight backstreet where there rarely was traffic.
Sweeper turned towards Carlos.

"May I ask why we are taking this street?" Sweeper asked.

"Well, there is a shop here that is said to sell some really good European food, too bad it is in a bad neighbourhood like this. I am pretty sure that will suit both of our tastes eh? Rather than some Japanese Sushi."

"Well I suppose yo…" Sweeper stopped mid sentence as he spotted a familiar red Lancia 037 with several black dressed guys involved in a great fight.

"I said this was a bad neighbourhood." Carlos said.

"That's not what shocks me, isn't that Sagara's Lancia 037? I am pretty sure it is." Sweeper said while pointing.

"Damn right it is!" Carlos slammed on the brakes and pulled over.

"Sometimes it helps to trust your gut feeling!" Sweeper reached into the backseat to pull out the bag.

"Don't tell me you bring your tools of the trade here?" Carlos asked.

"Yeah, I did do that; don't ask me how I get them through the customs. It is a trick to the trade." Sweeper pulled out a bandolier and an AKSU-74 shortened assault rifle, the weapon of choice of the Russian Spetsnaz.

Sagara had already knocked out 4 of the Yakuza's but they had him outnumbered, Sagara were in the shop buying a few things that he wanted and when he got out the Yakuza's ambushed him.
It was payback time for them, and even though Sagara knew how to fight, they still had the numbers on their side.
3 Yakuzas threw Sagara onto the hood of Lancia and drew a knife.

"This is payback time Sagara!" The leader said while holding his hand around Sagara's throat while 3 others kept his hands and feet under control.

That was when the rest of the Yakuzas noticed the black GT-R and the 2 guys getting out of the car.

"Get out of here! This is none of your business! HEY, didn't you guys hear me? You got shit for brains?" One of the Yakuza's shouted out on English as the 2 clearly showed a lack of Japanese understanding and characteristics.

Sweeper turned towards Carlos.

"Did he just say we had shit for brains?" Sweeper asked Carlos.

"Well, I am pretty sure that's what he said." Carlos replied.

"That makes it clear then!" Sweeper said and turned towards the Yakuza.

"Guess again bozo! We are not walking away from here, rather I suggest you guys do before all hell breaks loose!" Sweeper shouted out.

"You guys really like trouble eh?" The Yakuza replied and pulled out his gun.

Carlos pulled his left hand out of the car and showed a MP5K Sub Machine gun, quickly pointing it at the Yakuza.

"I suggest you guys get the fuck out of here before I turn you guys into Swiss cheese." Carlos shouted back at the Yakuza.

That was the signal to the rest of the Yakuzas involved in the ambush.
They drew their Uzi's and aimed at Carlos and Sweeper.
Carlos dived towards the right of the street and into and alley.
Sweeper on the other hand disappeared behind a thrash container as the bullets began filling the sky.
A lot of metallic rattling sounds could be heard as the bullets impacted in the thrash container.
Carlos on the other hand was facing dust from the concrete building.

"Damnit Sweeper! I have never had such bad odds as this!" Carlos shouted over the gunfire at Sweeper.

"Well, I guess it can't be helped then, after all I am a shit magnet." Sweeper pulled off the jacket and revealed the bandolier with a few goodies attached to it.

Sweeper pulled the pin on a flash bang and threw it over the dumpster, and waited for the bang.
The bang could be heard as well as the screams of the Yakuzas covering their eyes.
Both Carlos and Sweeper dived around the corner and opened up at them with their weapons.
The AKSU-74 kept spitting 5.45mm rounds and the Yakuzas covering their eyes.
In the confusion Sagara had gotten loose and begun to beat up the Yakuzas in close proximity.
The fight had practically ended when the flash bang went off; it had caught the Yakuza by surprise.
Those who could were now running away from the scene; however most of them had been shot on site.

Carlos ran over to Sweeper who was unloading the AKSU-74.

"Damn, you sure know how to turn to the tables Sweeper, where did you learn those tricks? Oh never mind, I already know the answer." Carlos said and turned towards Sagara, a bit beaten up but otherwise ok.

"You allright?" Sweeper asked in rather broken Japanese.

"Fine, thank you! Would have been worse if you guys hadn't showed up though." Sagara replied in English.

"You are that Sagara guy? Tokyo's fastest right?" Sweeper asked.

"You guys street racers? Well I WAS Tokyo's fastest, I lost that title recently." Sagara replied.

"Yes, we are Street Racers, even though the guy over there sure isn't dressed like one right now. You lost the title? How did you do that?" Carlos asked.

"A team named Conquerors did it; they completely outran me and the rest of my team on the Wangan." Sagara said with a bit sad voice.

"Conquerors? Sounds interesting…" Sweeper was interrupted.

"I don't care about interesting; they can be as interesting as they want to be. But let me tell you this, I was hoping to get a race with you Sagara…" Sweeper interrupted Carlos.

"Do you ALWAYS have to sound so damn rude Carlos?" Sweeper asked Carlos.

"I am a bit annoyed here! Something like that you have to understand." Carlos replied.

"Just shut up for now, ok Carlos? Good, well, we originally wanted to race the fastest in Tokyo, I raced the fastest guy in town a few years earlier. His name was Chang, better known as the "Chinese dragon" heard of him?" Sweeper asked Sagara.

"I have heard of him, but never seen him, I have had a hard time matching his course records on the Wangan however, I managed to beat the times a while ago, it was tough but it was worth it, what is he up to these days?" Sagara asked.

"Well Chang is kinda a bit under the weather, have been like that since he went mountain pass racing outside Tokyo a while ago. I am not sure how active he has been in street racing on the Wangan though. However, if you got time I suggest you run by his bar downtown. It is pretty hard to miss actually, but back onto the matter we were discussing. I have to ask you another question, have you heard of the World Cup?" Sweeper asked Sagara.

"World Cup? Can't say I have heard of it, but that guy next to you looks familiar, some of my friends talked about a guy looking like that and driving a black R34 GT-R Vspec 2. Brazil's fastest, also known as "Speedy Gonzales", am I right?" Sagara asked Carlos.

"Yeah, I can never get rid of that "Speedy Gonzales" nickname now can I? I was Brazil's fastest until I ran into Sweeper here." Carlos answered with a bit enthusiasm.

"Anyways, I am pretty sure you have heard of Project S by now then, we both are racing for that team, however that is during weekends. So we usually get bored during the week days, which are why we thought the Wangan racing would be a great distraction for some time at least, however seeing as these Conquerors sounds so well how can I put it, fast. We would like to act as reinforcement for your team if that is allright with you Sagara." Sweeper commented.

"We suspect they may have a lot of cars and the races can take a while, but what are your true machines? According to what the rumours say about Project S all you got is a 600 HP RB26DETT from Mine's and a 600 HP NA 4 rotor. I don't think that will work well on the Wangan against those guys." Sagara said with a bit concern.

"We are aware of that, that is why Carlos brought his 1500 HP RB26 motor that he normally uses, I brought my 4 rotor turbo as well which is rated at 1200 HP. We are both very familiar with street racing or highway racing as you put it, that's what these machines were originally built for, the motors we currently have in our cars are just for the mountain passes." Sweeper replied.

"Didn't seem like that, when the black GT-R blew past me on the Wangan." Sagara replied with a smile.

"Well, Carlos loves to play around; he is more like a little kid sometimes. He were just testing the Mine's engine on the highway. I hope you didn't take that too seriously." Sweeper said.

"Nah, not at all, I wasn't interested in racing a car like that anyways that night. Well anyways, got any way to contact you if I need you guys to show up?" Sagara asked.

"Well, take my card." Sweeper handed Sagara a card with the cell phone number and house number on it. "Just call the cell phone, not the home number; else there will be no reply. I am in Japan, not Turkey at the moment." Sweeper smiled back at Sagara.

"Ok then, I will stay in touch then. Once more, thank you for your help." Sagara said as he got into his Lancia and took off.

Carlos turned towards Sweeper.

"I don't remember agreeing to a deal with you and joining his team as reinforcements." Carlos sputtered out.

"Shut up Carlos, I know what you were thinking when I said that. You were thrilled at the idea weren't you? Besides, it gives you a battle that you desire so much." Sweeper replied.

"Ok, you got me!" Carlos replied.

"Let's just get what we came for and head back!" Sweeper said to Carlos and headed for the black Skyline.

Carlos followed Sweeper and got into the drivers seat and drove further down the street to the shop.
Carlos then went out and put an order and got it nearly right away.
As soon as he came out of the shop, Carlos knocked on the passenger window and served Sweeper his meal through the window before he got into the drivers seat.

"Do we still need to get that cursed cheese?" Sweeper asked as he took a bite.

"Nah, I already got it in that shop; they do some groceries as well." Carlos replied before starting the engine and heading back to the camp.