Acceleracers Nexus

Chapter Five: An Honorary Teku.

Author: Chase Wheeler.

Disclaimer: I don't own acceleracers. don't sue.

Summary: The reunion continues, as Shirako and family reach the Wheeler Estate.

Acceleracers Nexus.

Chase hurriedly clicked the computer mouse on various icons, while sitting at his desk in his room facing the computer. 'Uncle Rocco is almost here' kept repeating in his mind. He had been working on a new mix since the last time that Shirako had visited Vert, and he wanted to show it to his uncle today. Unfortunately the computer was being a pain in the ass and wouldn't write the mix to a CD for some damn reason. Sighing, Chase reinstalled the CD burning program, and set to burn the CD again. The action went through But the screen told Chase it would be an hour before the CD was done.

Frustrated, Bayview's racing hero stood and walked over to his closet. The colors red and black stared back at him. Red pants, black pants with red designs, and red pants with black designs were hung on the lower bar. All retro stuff like Jncos and Tripp, none of the new fashion that everyone wears today. Chase really didn't want his pants to be electrical after all. The high bar was the same story. Red Shirts, black shirts, and red and black shirts. Chase picked up a pair of black and red Tripp pants and a red club shirt with a large black dragon swirling about the back, and left his room for the bathroom since he had never been able to take his shower earlier. Turning up the volume on his digital music player, Chase shut the bathroom door behind him.

A large white SUV pulled up Vert's long driveway and screeched to a halt in front of the house. The music emanating from the vehicle could be heard all over Bayview and several of the younger citizens were bopping their head to the techno beat, while the older inhabitants were cursing the sky as if the music was punishment from god. Inside the vehicle a Japanese man looking to be in his mid thirties was nodding his head to the beat and letting his long bluish-black hair sway with the motions of his head. Wearing long black pants and long sleeve black shirt with a white duster to which the arms had been ripped off, the man stepped out of the SUV and placed his large black headphones upon his head.

Out of the other side a Strawberry-blonde woman opened the door and stepped out. Her blue eyes shined as she looked across the hood of the car at the man, and she smiled. Wearing a light blue tank top with a white jacket around her waist and light blue pants, she walked to the man and kissed him gently as a white car pulled up behind the SUV.

The white car was a Mitsubishi Lancer VI, painted white like the SUV but with an orange katana over a light blue backdrop. The word Bassline was painted over the blade of the sword in a darker blue while 'Reflex' was written underneath the sword's handle in the same dark blue. The car squealed to a halt behind the bigger vehicle. The driver's door opened and out stepped a teenage girl with long dark hair with blonde highlights. Her face hinted at a Japanese background but her blue eyes sparkled like sapphires in the wind blown desert.

"Mom, Dad do you have to do that out here?" She joked, playing to be disgusted like a little kid.

Her mom stuck her tongue out at her playfully, as the man just smiled happily. This was his family and he loved them dearly. Broken away from his wife and daughter by a sudden strong pull the man suddenly found arms around him and knowing...somehow just knowing who it was he hugged back. "Chase." was all he said.

The younger racer let go of the asian man and walked quickly up to the older woman. "Aunt Trin." He said before he enveloped her in his arms like he had the man. She hugged her 'nephew' back gently, a single happy tear emerging from her eye. "Its good to see you again, Chase."

Chase was interrupted from saying anything in return by a tap on his back. He spun around to meet blue eyes to blue eyes with the teenage girl. "You even think of hugging me, Brian and you'll be found on the ground, got it?"

Chase glared at her. "My name is Chase! And who'd even think of hugging you, Val."

"Its Katana!"

Chase snorted. "Whatever."

The man stepped between his daughter and Chase before a big fight broke out. "So. Where's your father, Chase?"

"Inside." Chase pointed in the house. "William will take you to him. I'm going to town to get some CDs and stuff. I'll be back later. "

Chase started to walk off towards OverLoad until he realized he was being followed. Spinning around he was once again face to face with the teenage girl. "What do you want, Val?" He glared.

"I'm coming with you Brian. I need some new tunes too and I'm not just gonna be bored outta my mind while my parents talk to yours about their glory days."

"Take your own damn car, then." Chase stormed off but was followed again. "What now?"

"I don't know my way through this city. Come on Brian, do you really want your dear sweet cousin to get lost?" She gave him the sweet innocent face.

Chase fell for that every time. Sighing, he opened OverLoad's drivers side door and got in. "Get in."

Without another word, Katana sat down in the passenger seat on the Red and black hatchback music machine. And without asking permission she activated the CD player and popped in one of her CDs from one of her pockets. Chase sighed as the techno beat started to blast through OverLoad's many speakers. 'It's going to be a long day.' He thought as he put the car in gear and flew down his driveway.

Shirako and his wife, Trinity had been taken to Vert by William as soon as they knocked on the door. The Worlds fastest was underneath Primal Fury, working out some small last minute details with the Nitrox lines. Without a word or warning, the asian man quietly opened Fury's driver door and turned the volume all the way up before turning on the CD player. The rock CD that Wylde had listened to while he was joyriding in Fury started blasting from the speakers and subs causing the Vert to jump suddenly and hit his head on the Nitrox canister. "Owww!" he yelled from beneath the car and slid out from beneath it. He was angry until he saw the prankster. Letting his fury slide away Vert smiled at the asian man. "Shirako." Like old times the two Teku team members pounded fists in greeting.

"Yo." Shirako still didn't talk all that much. But Vert found the simple word relaxing and let it bring back good memories of his friendship with the music-crazed racer.

Wylde stared at his brother, Kurt. Something was wrong, and something had happened while he was hanging out with Blazer. That had always been Wylde's nickname for Chase since the first time he saw the kid angry with fire burning in those blue eyes. Fire so bright that it even sent the Metal Maniac back pedaling a few steps.

"What's wrong, Bro?" He asked his brother as they sat by the pool at in the backyard of the Wheeler Estate.

"Nothing. Just some words between me and Vert." Kurt answered, his voice cold.

"I'm not taking that as an answer a second time today." Wylde insisted.

"A second time?" Kurt asked.

Wylde frowned. "Yeah. Something was up with Blaze earlier and I couldn't help him out. He didn't want to talk about it."

"He'll open up later." Kurt patted the metallic shoulder of his brother.

"Yeah, I guess."

"Think you got enough CDs there, Val?" Chase asked as he saw the teenage girl walking towards him with her arms loaded with like a hundred CDs. He had ten new ones in his own hands, a few new rap albums and one rock with the rest being techno. He had brought a small pack to carry his purchases in till he paid for them, Katana on the other hand looked like she could be blown over by a leaf the way she was walking.

She rolled her eyes at Chase as if he said the most stupidest thing. "You can never have too many CDs, Brian." After recieveing a glare from Chase she added. "You know a real gentleman would help a lady out here." She referred to the large stack of albums.

Chase shook his head at his cousin. "Oh no. I'm no gentleman and you're no lady. Besides if I helped I know I would somehow end up paying for half of them." Chase just walked by and made his way to the counter. Putting his items on the counter, the older woman behind the desk frowned at him. "Shouldn't you help your girlfriend out there?" Chase raised an eyebrow.

"Girlfriend? Who?" Then caught her eyes on Katana as his cousin tried to make her way to the counter. "Oh no! She's my cousin. She's just visiting for a few days." Chase shook his head quickly.

"Oh, Really. So who's daughter is she?" The woman made conversation as she ran the albums through the scanner.

"My uncle Shirako. You remember, the Japanese guy that came with me last year and bought like a million CDs and a turntable."

"Oh yes, I remember him. Is he back here too?" She asked hopefully, counting the money the Teku show-off would drop.

"Yeah. He might come by another day." Chase smiled. "He's like his daughter there. He can never have enough CDs."

Chase paid for his CDs and moved aside so Katana could set all of hers on the counter. He waited patiently as the older woman ran them through the scanner and told Katana what she owed. After his cousin had paid for her purchases, Chase left telling the woman goodbye. "I'm surprised she managed to get them all into that many bags." Chase said to his cousin as he walked to OverLoad's drivers door and got in.

"She's a miracle worker. Four bags. I'm impressed." Katana nodded as she sat her bags in the back with the nitrous canisters and got in on the passenger side. She was about to reach back and pull one of her CDs out and pop it in the player when Chase beat her too it, putting in his new rock CD. He simply smiled at her as his cousin glared at him. "My car. My music." He said.

"You're so rude, Brian."

"Yep." He nodded. "So where to now?"

Katana looked at him confused, "You mean you're not gonna rush me back to your house to get me out of your hair?"

"I would. Trust me, I'm not saying I like your company. But I don't want to go home just yet. Kurt the Jerk is there."

Katana frowned, "Yeah, I saw his car in the drive as we pulled up. He said anything to you?"

"Nah, But at least he brought Wylde with him." The young racer smiled.

Katana rolled her eyes. "Great, The Jerk and The Brute here at the same time."

"Wylde's not a brute, Val. You've just never got to know him."

"Thank god for that."

Chase rolled his eyes. "I ask you again, where to from here?"

Katana thought for a second. "How about dancing? Bayview's got some good clubs right?"

Chase nodded. "They're better at night, But there's a few that are open all day. We'll go to SHOCKS."

"SHOCKS? I've never heard of that one."

"Its pretty new. It's all about the music and dancing. Cleanest club in Bayview."

Katana rolled her eyes. "Cleanest? I never took you for a good boy, Brian."

Chase glared. "My name is Chase. When we're around others call me Chase. And for your information I really don't want to take you home drunk and get bitched at by Trinity."

"Whatever. Any cute guys at least?"

"Being a guy myself, I wouldn't know. Doesn't matter though, Cause I'm gonna be watching you like a hawk."

Katana glared. "You just won't let me have any fun will you?"

"Not any that I'll get in trouble for.

Kurt ran up to his former teammate, Shirako. The younger asian man looked a bit worried, and Kurt knew he had talked to Vert. "You going to do as he says?" he asked.

Shirako shook his head. "It's not up to me... Or Trinity. It'll be up to Katana."

Kurt nodded. "You bring that gift we talked about?"

Shirako nodded and opened the pack he was carrying. Inside was a red and black racing outfit that read "Chase" on the chest. On the back written in blue and orange it said. "An honorary Teku."

Kurt smiled. "He'll love it."

Shirako nodded. "Too bad you won't let us tell him it was your idea."

Kurt frowned. "He'd never accept it then. It's better for him to think it was yours and the others doing. I'll just watch him smile from the sidelines." he said with a tear brimming the sides of his eye.

Chapter Six is complete. Everyone say "Yay!" I know its shorter then the last chapter but I'm working on a schedule here today. Note: Katana and Trinity are characters I'm using with permission from Wings of Speed. Antonia Pasaro is a character I'm using with permission from Jumper Prime.

To my Reviewers:

Wings of Speed: I'm glad you liked MegaBass and Bassline Reflex. And I have to thank you so much for letting me borrow your characters, Katana and Trinity. I only hope I am using them satisfactorily. If I need to change any aspect of their personality please let me know. Thanks.

Moriko: You'll have to wait to see what bothers Chase about Kurt, but as you can see its one sided, as Kurt cares for Chase a lot, as much as his own son in fact. And I forgot to mention that when Wylde goes out he wears a baggy jacket to hide his arm. Sorry. Other than that, Chase was told Wylde got the arm as a result of a racing accident.

KawaiiYamato: Glad you like the story, I always aim to please. I'm sorry to have married Shirako off, but I love the characters that Wings made for her story and its an honor to me that she's letting me use them. I'm really glad you like the car names, but Bassline Reflex is property of Wings, I merely helped with the car's graphic detailing (The sword on the side with the name written on it.) OverLoad is actually what I call my real car, so that's where that name came from. And I'll try to read one of your stories, I'm sorry that I haven't yet, But NEO has pretty much taken control of my life. Please forgive me?

Jumper Prime: You'll just have to wait to see how it all pans out in the end. Thanks for the review. You gotta remember though, That I plan a prequel for this story after Neo is like half way done. Its not even near half yet though so please be patient. Hope you liked this chapter even tho it was shorter. Sorry but I gotta do family stuff for New Years.