Illegal Street RacerZ

Ayame walked down the stairs of the hotel, and checked out for the last time. She walked out the front door, and turned left to get to the parking lot. She found her bike where she left it, and as she got onto it, and put her key in, she remembered the money, her good fortune, and all the other reasons she had to be happy. She grinned as she backed her bike out of the parking stall, and turned out onto the street. As the engine revved up, she turned her face up to the sky, letting the warm sun carress her face. She looked back to the traffic, and gunned the engine, cursing the slow-ass car in front of her. She waited until the yellow divider line turned to a broken white one, then pulled out into the oncoming lane, and was dissapointed that there were no cars in sight coming her way. She twisted the throttle, and pulled up into a catwalk, passing the car wide open. She took her hand off the left handgrip to wave at a kid in the back seat of the car, who was pointing at her. She stood up on her foot pegs, and leaned forward, compensating by giving it more throttle. As she rounded a slight curve in the road, side by side with the car, she found herself racing toward another biker coming toward her. She took a deep breath, and concentrated on the biker coming toward her, and leaned slightly to the right, making the bike move that way a foot or two. The car moved over a few feet, accomodatinng her move, and by now the driver as well as the passenger and the kid were watching to see what would happen. Ayame closed in on the biker, and then blew by the biker before she know what had happened. She grinned, and dropped the front wheel, accelerating and pulling in front of the car. She smiled as the road narrowed a bit, and the roadside began to fill with trees. She remembered a while back, couple of months ago, that there was a house for sale around this area, and she wanted to check it out. She continued driving, leaning hard into the corners, sometines going so low that she risked scraping her bare knee along the pavement. She was beginning to think that the house was sold already, or that she had gotten herself lost, when she saw a sign up ahead on the side of the road, a simple plastic sign nailed to a wooden pole, declaring, 'House for Sale'. She took the dirt road turnoff, and headed up a rediculously long driveway, dodging large rocks, and dirt ruts. She figured that if she bought this house, then she would also have to invest in an ATV, or a dirtbike. She finally came to the house, and immediately fell in love with it. It was the perfect house, surrounded by perfection. She shut off her bike, and walked up to it, stepping over rocks and pieces of wood. She loved the rocky, uneven terrain, and how the front part of the house was raised off the ground by wooden pillars to keep it level. The house itself was huge, mainly because it was outside the city, and wasn't confined by streets and other houses, and businesses and all them city things. She stopped and listened, and was surprised by what she heard: Silence, and the occaisional bird chirping. Ayame sniffed gently, and was overwhelmed by unfamiliar smells: the smell of pine needles, of the dirt, of the wood, the smell of nature at its best. and it should be, Ayame thought, because she was out in the middle of nowhere. She walked up the steps to the house, and spotted a note nailed to the door. On it was a phone number. Ayame pulled out her cell phone, and dialed the number.
"Hello?"
Ayame smiled. "Hi, I'm interested in the house for sale on 142 Williard Road."
"Ok, the asking price is $50,000.00, do you agree with that price?"
"Agreed." Ayame said, snapping her phone shut. She walked down the steps, and walked around the other side of the house, circling it to get a better view. The whole house was in excellent condition, and she was willing to pay the moderate price. She turned around and faced the forest, loving how it surrounded the whole house. And almost 200 acres were hers, she thought happily. She turned around, and walked back to the front of the house, completing the circle. She took a step, and heard a hiss. She froze instantly. She looked down slowly, and relaxed. It was only a small garden snake, completely harmless, the same kind she used to hunt and play with as a child. She continued on around, and finally came upon her bike, right where she left it. She started it up, and winced as the engine cut through the air, seemingly too loud in this silent land of peaceful perfection. She turned around and started down the driveway slowly and carefully, for bending a rim was the last thing she wanted to do. She reached the bottom of the driveway, glanced behind her one last time, and pulled out onto the road. She accelerated slowly, and thought about what she had done. She had just bought her first home. A huge milestone, too bad she didn't have anyone to share it with. InuYasha's face floated through her mind and she sighed. She thought back to the day before, when she had kissed him, remembered the feel of his mouth on hers, his blush afterward. She sighed, and licked her lips, wishing InuYasha were riding at her side. I should go visit him...ah damn i can't, i gotta go do that signing...shit... She knew that InuYasha was right...rebuilding your life was a busy task. She tried to put him to the back of her mind, but she couldn't. It's only been one day! She scolded herself, upshifting. She sighed again, and felt the loneliness growing inside her, and felt an aching in her chest, yearning for InuYasha. She shook her head, and tried to concentrate on driving, but found it impossible. Suddenly her cell phone rang, and she immediately began hoping it was InuYasha. She took both hands off the handlebars, opened the cell phone holder with her left hand, and took the phone out with her right. She placed her left hand back on the handlebars, and navigated a slight corner, the ringing cell phone in her hand. She opened it with a quick twist of her hand, and placed it by her ear.
"Hello?" She answered, leaning with her bike into the right hand turn.
"Hi, it's me, I'm calling about the house, we hace drawn up the papers, and they are ready for you to sign. If you could come to the realtor business building, then we can validate the sale." Ayame sighed again for the third time in as many minutes. It wasn't InuYasha.

"Okay, I'll be there in about 15 minutes." She said, before closing the phone and sliding it back into the holder and closing it. She increased her speed, and headed back to the city, her head filled with thoughts of InuYasha.

The speed trap cop saw her roar by, and his radar gun read 156 MPH. The posted limit was 100 MPH. He picked up his radio, and said he was out on a call for speeding, was in pursuit, and gave the description of the vehicle before engaging the transmission and pulling out onto the road, sirens wailing.

Ayame heard the sirens and looked behind her, groaning as the cop closed in on her. She sped up, only to have the cop speed up also. She leaned over her handlebars and sped up more, her speedometre arrow leaning over the right side on the speedometre. She saw the sign on the side of the road, signalling a sharp left hand turn, and she squeezed her front brake gradually until she slowed enough to take the turn. She was halfway through the hard turn with the cop on her tail, and she decided to give it a bit of gas. She twisted the throttle, and the back end of the bike slid out as she lost grip on a patch of gravel that had been on the road. She clamped on the back brake, and straightened out, looking behind her again as the cop navigated the patch of gravel with ease as his 4 wheel drive. She knew that she had to disregard all city driving knowledge and adapt herself to the new environment she was in. The road ahead took a slight dip, and in the bowl of the dip lay a puddle of dirty water, and mud. She reduced her speed a bit, until she had complete control of her bike, and then headed into the puddle, hoping it wasn't deep and that she didn't get stuck. She entered the mud and cringed as mud and water flew up the sides of her bike, lacing it with mud, as well as part of her legs. She looked back as the car entered the mud at full speed, catching up with her as she recovered from it. She grimaced as a sign announced a whole series of slalom turns ahead, both left and right. Both her tires were covered with mud and water, resulting in no grip, while the big Ford behind her was having a field day, with his Hemi, and four wheel drive. She geared down, and heard a puttering sound coming from her engine, signs that she almost flooded it with water or clogged it with dirt and mud from that damn mud hole. C'mon, please don't stall, we can make this... she thought, gunning the throttle desperately. The engine stopped making the sounds, replaced with a strong roar, and she offered thanks to Buddha. She straightened out, and simultaneously locked both her front brakes and her rear brakes, trying to scrape some of the mud off. She unlocked her brakes, and revved her engine up, redlining it before upshifting. She navigated the first turn slowly, the cop behind her following her with no trouble at all. She grimaced at her poor attempt to lose the cop, and she was sure the cop behind her was laughing at her. She took the next couple of turns a little faster, but still didn't put any distance between herself and the cop. She fired herself into the next turn, and leaned down low. She was holding it together fine until the rear end slid out, and she struggled to hold it together. She was in a left hand turn, and was sliding out towards the right, sliding towards the shoulder of the road. Finally the turn was over, and she straightened out just as her rear wheel dropped off the pavement, onto the dirt. Ayame gunned the engine, and bounced her back wheel over the shoulder onto the pavement and grinned ferociously at the straightaway that greeted her. She opened up her engine, the sound of the sirens falling silent behind her. She grinned as she looked behind her, and seeing just a dot in the distance. She upshifted into sixth, and was running at about 8000 rpms, at 180 MPH, when she saw the intersection up ahead. She deaccelerated, and down shifted a couple times, coming to a stop at the white line. She revved her engine a couple times, while thinking about what to do. Left led to InuYasha's place, while right would take her to the place where she would sign the sale invoice. She looked down at her legs, covered in mud, and turned left, accelerating past a few slower cars. She cut around a truck, and shot into the far right lane, taking the 50th ave turnoff for InuYasha's house. She noted the posted speed limit of 40, so she promptly sped up to 70. She turned left and waved at some kids playing on the road, and turned left again into Inuyasha's driveway. She noted the lack of a bike in the driveway, and desperately hoped he was home. She knocked on the door, and waited a minute. When no one answered, she tried the door handle. It opened inward, and she took a muddy step in, calling out InuYasha's name hesitantly. When no one answered, she removed her shoes, and ran up the stairs to the room InuYasha had let her use a few nights before. She seriously hoped that he hadn't moved her stuff, and when she opened the closet she was relieved to find a few pairs of clothes still hanging up. She removed a hanger and took off the clothes that hung on it, which were a tight red tank top with the chinese character for strength on the front of it, and a pair of tight black pants that had two dragons running up each leg. She quickly changed, and glanced at her watch. She was late for the signing. She hurriedly combed her hair, and picked up her dirty clothes. She walked down the hallway, and threw them in the laundry room. As she walked back by her room, she shut off the light, and went down the stairs. She paused in the kitchen, and walked down the hallway toward InuYasha's room. As she opened the door, she was hit by a wave of his scent, for it was all over his room. She walked in slowly, and moved over to his bed. She glanced down, and saw something lying on the pillow. She picked up the piece of paper, and turned it over. She smiled when she saw that it was a picture of herself. So InuYasha had a picture of her on his pillow, did he? She smiled and dropped the picture face up on the pillow, before walking out and shutting the door behind her. She went into the kitchen and grabbed a piece of paper lying on the counter, and a pencil. She quickly scrawled a note, knowing she was really late for her signing.

"Hey babe, I dropped by but you were out. I would have stayed, but I had an appointment with a realtor agent to get a house. Hope I see you later, InuYasha.
Ayame."

She was dying to put "Love, Ayame." but didn't know who would see the note first, InuYasha, or Sango. And the last thing she wanted to do was cause a problem for him. She knew Sango wouldn't be happy to see something like that. She left the house and closed the door tightly behind her before starting her bike and taking off for the real estate place.

InuYasha grinned as he tossed the super heavy duty bolts up and down, as he got ready to replace the bolts on his front tire. The original bolts were quarter inch; the bolts he was about to put on were two and a half inch bolts, much stronger for the stunts he would pull. He unbolted the originals, and took a look at the wear on his front wheel breifly, before bolting it back up with the stronger bolts. He picked up the originals and threw them into his pocket, and took off for the Advanced Auto Parts store down the street where he would get his nitrous upgrade. He pulled out and revved the engine up to 9000 RPMs, before upshifting to second. He pulled up behind a BMW, and revved his engine a couplle times, looking for an opportunity to pass. He darted left, and pulled back in sharply as a car tore by, honking his horn. InuYasha growled as his day was about to be ruined by a slowass driver with a sucky car. He would have none of it. He twitched his ears in annoyance and pulled up onto the sidewalk, passing him wide open. He turned off the sidewalk, and revved the engine, wheelying off the curb. He got a few dirty looks from pedestrians and drivers, but he didn't care. His back wheel squealed as it hit the ground, then he was gone, whipping his way through traffic. He slowed down, and was about to turn when a white Toyota ripped by, a punk in the front seat, yelling at InuYasha for turning in front of him. InuYasha gave him the finger and pulled into the parking lot, and headed for the store entrance. He entered, and was immediately confronted by a store employee.
"What can I do for you, sir?" He asked, holding out his hand. InuYasha shook his hand, and told him he was looking for a nitrous system for his bike.

"What type of bike are we talking about, sir?" He asked.
"A Y2K Turbine superbike." InuYasha replied, watching the mans face go from surprise to disbelief. InuYasha watched the man lean to the side a little to look over his shoulder out the window into the parking lot. InuYasha pulled out a wad of bills, and when the man looked back, InuYasha waved them in front of his face.

"I'd like to get started as soon as possible, thanks." InuYasha said, and the man snapped to attention.

"Yes, sir. Right this way, sir." he said, leading InuYasha to a parts selection section of the store. The employee asked what size tank InuYasha would like to put on his bike, and InuYasha told him he wanted the largest one they had. They gave him a 5 oz tank, a fair size for a bike, and asked if he wanted it installed on site. InuYasha nodded, and went outside to take his bike into the garage. InuYasha parked it on the bike lift, and they jacked it up to connect the nitrous bottle to his engine. InuYasha watched for a minute, then walked out of the garage. He continued walking, and marvelled at the fact that someone could enjoy such a painfully slow method of getting around. He walked down the street, about 30 metres, and stopped at a coffee shop. He picked up a coffee for himself, and two blacks with cream and sugar on the side for the two mechanics working on his bike. When he arrived at the shop, he set the tray down on the top of a tool box, and called out to the mechanics. They came over and accepted the offered coffees with thanks, and the mechanics took a 10 minute coffee break, chatting to InuYasha about his bike.
"So, how'd you come upon such a fine machine?" One of them asked, and InuYasha grinned.
"Well, i had totalled my other bike, and was laid up in the hospital, and so my girlfriend and her friend bought me it as a replacement for my trashed one, and as a get well present."
"Shit, man, thats gotta be one hell of a girlfriend, man, way to go."
InuYasha grinned and motioned to the bike. "So, where are we at on this beauty?" He asked.
"Well, it's pretty much done, except that it has to be tested out to make sure theres nothing wrong with it." The second mechanic said, going over to the bike to start it up. He fired it up, and ran the nitrous through it, watching the revs skyrocket, and the exhaust spat forth a small blue flame. InuYasha grinned, and motioned for him to shut it off, and gave them each a fifty dollar bill. He then left the garage and went into the main building to pay the main bill. After that was done, he headed for home, to wash and polish his bike, and clean up his house. He revved the engine, and had his thumb resting on the tiny yellow button, just itching to push it. He controlled himself though, and made it home without the nitrous. He pulled up into his driveway, and parked his bike. He walked up to the door, and opened it. He stopped dead as a familiar scent hit him gently, and he looked down to see dried mud on the floor. Ayame! he thought, but he knew she was long gone. He walked into the kitchen, and found the piece of paper lying on the table, with the pencil lying on top of it. He moved the pencil and picked up the paper, reading it to himself. When he was done, he smiiled. Ayame was getting a house. He was glad. He went upstairs, and looked into her room, and saw the closet door slightly ajar. He walked down the hall into the laundry room, and looked in to see her muddy clothes on the floor. He picked them up, and sniffed them, inhaling her scent. He groaned in frustration, angry that he had missed her. He dropped her clothes into the washer, and turned it on. He knew she would come to pick up the clothes sooner or later, and he vowed to stay at home until she came. He walked down the stairs and entered his room, and moved over to his bed. He flopped down on it, and Ayames face was the first thing to come into his mind. He rolled over, and saw the picture lying face up on his pillow. He smiled, and picked it up, staring at it. he hugged it close to him, and closed his eyes, thinking of Ayame. He eventually fell asleep, and was out for a few hours, dreaming of Ayame.

Ayame pulled up into the driveway, and cut the lights. She shut off the engine, and quietly entered InuYashas house. She crept down the hallway, and opened InuYashas door slowly. Her pupils enlarged, to deal with the dark room ,and she could clearly make out InuYashas form lying on the bed. She smiled when she saw him holdin gonto that picture of her, and she crept onto the other side of the bed. She snuggled up to him, and smirked. She was gonna have so much fun tonight. She gently shhok InuYasha awake, and as he sat up, she kissed him on the mouth, while stroking his cheek.

"Hello, InuYasha." She said softly. InuYasha purred softly, and kissed her back hard, wrapping his ams around her.
"Oh my God, you have no idea how much i've wanted to see you." He whispered, hugging her tightly. She laughed. "And I have also wanted to see you, InuYasha." She said, kissing him, and stroking her neck. He layed down and gently pulled her down on top of him, kissing her throat. She moaned, and arched her back, as he kissed her chest. She raised her arms over her head as he took her shirt off, and licked her nipples. She moaned, and placed her hands on his, guiding his hands to her breasts. He began to massage her breasts, and kiss a trail down her chest to her stomach. She ran her hands through his hair, and began playing with his dog-like ears. He purred, and nipped her on the arm, tehn licking the spot, his tongue exciting Ayame, making her gasp for breath. She slid InuYashas shirt off, and kissed his chest, running her fingers over his muscular stomach, sliding down until the waistband of his pants were in her hands. She slowly undid them, and slid them off, exposing his erection. She grinned, and ran her fingertips up and down his length, making him tremble. He whimpered softly at the softest touch on his excited member, and was taken by surprise when she placed her lips on his tip, teasing him. He tilted his head back, and moaned as she opened her mouth and slid his entire member into her mouth. He gasped, and stroked the side of her face with his fingertips. She abruptly stopped, and he opened his eyes to look at her questionlingly. She smiled at him, and undid her own pants, then slid her panties off. She lowered herself to within an inch of his tip, and withdrew, teasingly. He sat up and kissed her hard on the mouth, and placed multiple kisses on her forehead, cheeks, and chest. She whimpered, and InuYasha slowly slid his tongue across her breasts, exciting her. He placed his mouth on her breast, and began to suck and lick at her nipples. He slowly inserted a finger into her vagina, making her back arch. She cried out as new and pleasureable feelings tore through her, and she began to rock back and forth on his hand, making him penetrate into her deeper. He suddenly withdrew his hand, and took his mouth off her breasts, teasing her as she has done to him. She opened her beautiful liquid green eyes, and glared at him. He kissed her, and positioned himself underneath her, gripping her hips in gentle hands. He slowly lowered her onto him, and began to slide into her. He was about halfway into her when she gasped and tilted her head back sharply. InuYasha took this as a sign of pain, and hesitated, but Ayame was clearly enjoying herself, for she continued to lower herself onto him. InuYasha closed his eyes as Ayames tight warmth enveloped him. She stopped when she had taken all of him, and she began to move up and down, slowly at first. InuYasha kissed her, then licked her throat. She panted heavily, and began to move a bit quicker, making it hard for InuYasha to think straight. He knew he was nearing his limit, and he groaned loudly. He started to play with Ayames hard nipples, making her cry out in pleasure. She was ready, InuYasha could feel it, and he gave a final few thrusts, feeling her come all over him as he too released himself into her. He panted loudly as he kissed her, and she mewled softly as she rocked slowly on him. InuYasha pulled her close to him, and closed his eyes as he snuggled up to her.
"Goodnight, Ayame, I love you."
Ayame kissed him. "I love you too, InuYasha."