The following morning, Savannah awoke feeling rough and restless, the apartment was quiet which meant Kayleigh was either still asleep or she had gone out. Savannah gingerly got out of bed as an intense headache pulsed at her temples and her tender muscles throbbed in protest.

Grabbing a towel and some toiletries, she headed to the bathroom, once inside she looked at herself in the mirror to see dried blood around her mouth as her split lip had reopened in her sleep. Her temple and cheekbone were slightly swollen from Takeshi's first strike, and there was a bluish tinge to the skin as a bruise started to form.

Sighing as she pulled her tank top over her head, Savannah checked the damage to her torso. Her ribcage was already turning different shades of blue, and was extremely tender as Savannah poked and prodded at her ribs, she could breathe without too much pain and nothing felt broken. With a sigh of relief she stripped off the rest of her clothing and got into the stream of hot water coming from the shower.

Letting the hot water soothe her aching muscles, Savannah reflected on the events of the night before, here she was on the trip life time and her first night in Japan she had gotten into a fight with someone and that someone just so happened to be Yakuza.

Finishing with her shower, Savannah padded her way to her bedroom and fished through her suitcase for her favourite shirt. Finally finding the black t-shirt that had 'Hot for Subaru' written in hot pink along with the blueprint design of her car. Slinging it over her head she pulled on a white pair of skinny jeans that she had brought especially for the trip.

Once dressed she walked into the living room, seeing a pale pink bit of paper on the coffee table, Savannah strode over snatching it up on her way to the kitchen. She knew the note was from Kayleigh by the way her friend had written Savannah's name on the front of it. Opening the note Savannah read its contents.

'Gone out with Neela and Reiko for the day, meet us at the address below, I have a surprise for you. Painkillers are by the sink, sorry but we ran out of coffee. Love you, K 3'

Savannah tossed the note on to the kitchen counter, walking over to the sink; she made herself a glass of water, scooped up the painkillers and took them with a long gulp of water. Looking at the empty coffee maker, Savannah let loose a sigh as she made preparations to go out. Grabbing her keys, wallet, phone, headphones and the note Savannah was out the door.

Before coming to Japan, Savannah had done her research on the area that she and Kayleigh would be spending the next 12 months of their lives, so Savannah knew that there was a small shopping district that had a few cafe's and a farmers market, which was a good thing for Savannah as it meant it wouldn't be too long before she could have her morning coffee.

If that was one thing that made Savannah a grump that was no coffee in the morning, after about 10 minutes later Savannah had arrived at the small district, she meandered around for five more minutes before she decided on a small, quiet cafe that looked over the market outside.

Savannah smiled as she was greeted by two girls behind the counter; they exchanged small chit chat as Savannah ordered and paid for her coffee, receiving compliments on her Japanese. Once she had her coffee, Savannah made herself comfortable at table that had full view of the market outside the window.

Completely lost in her own world Savannah watched the people in the market milling about getting their shopping, she sat with her hands wrapped around the extra hot, strong black coffee when she heard the distinctive sound of a Wankel rotary engine pull up outside.

Savannah didn't even need to look in its direction to know who it was. Putting her head down and letting her dark brown hair fall over her face, hopping Han wouldn't see her through the window.

She heard the chimes of the door as someone entered the cafe, hearing the footsteps walk past her she sneaked a peek to see if it was Han who had entered the cafe. It was, quickly turning away so he didn't see her face; she listened to the footsteps start up again and come closer and closer until they halted right next to her.

"Hey, about last night, I'm sorry if I came across as a dick, I was just trying to be a good friend, and I wasn't implying that you were weak." Han's voice sounded his tone apologetic.

"Well, you did." Savannah snapped, as she looked up at him, Savannah looked at his face and saw that he was sincere, it suddenly dawned on her that she was the one being a bit of a dick. Savannah sighed and looked down feeling a bit ashamed with herself.

"Thanks Han, but I like to clean up my own messes; if I need help I'll ask." Savannah said looking back up at him with a small sad smile as she gestured for him to take a seat, which he did putting his coffee down on the table.

"So, why are you in this neck of the woods?" Han asked looking at the blue tinge on her cheekbone.

"Kayleigh's gone out with Neela and Reiko, and we ran out of coffee, and I need my coffee." Savannah shrugged.

"What about you?" Savannah asked as she picked up her coffee and took a swig.

"Picking up some parts from a new build." Han said with a shrug not taking his eyes off of her cheek.

"Please tell me Takeshi looks worse than I do." Savannah giggled as Han turned his attention quickly on to his coffee as he realised he was staring.

"Well, he is sporting a broken nose, which has caused most of his face to bruise." Han laughed as he thought about a very sheepish looking Takeshi that came into his garage earlier. Savannah laughed as she pictured the young man's face sporting a bruise, shaking her head to clear her thoughts she looked up at Han.

"So what's this new build you're working on?" She asked changing the subject.

"Honda NSX." Han smirked at Savannah's subject change.

"Oh nothing fun then." Savannah giggled again.

"What are you talking about? If it is done right the NSX can be a masterpiece of a car." Han said with a playful wounded look on his face.

"I didn't say it wasn't, I said nothing fun." Savannah laughed.

"You do know that there are other cars out there beside the Subaru and my RX-7 that you've fallen in love with." Han teased.

"Oh my god, you're joking right? And here I was thinking I had been working on Subaru's my entire time as a mechanic; you know I thought there was something really different about my last clients car. Thank you so much for the enlightenment I will remember this lesson for as long as I live." Savannah said sarcastically but she managed to keep a straight face the entire time she spoke, before she burst out laughing.

"How do you do that?" Han asked with a smile, Savannah titled her head.

"Do what?" She asked slightly confused.

"Hide all emotion from your face and eyes." Han said before taking a gulp of coffee. Savannah thought for a moment and then shrugged.

"Practice. So why you building a Honda NSX?" She asked changing the subject once again, Han noticed that every time the conversation headed in her direction she would deflect and change the subject before it could go any further. The more time he spent around her, the more she intrigued him; a giggling Savannah broke him from his thoughts.

"Sorry, I spaced and the Honda is for a client." Han said as he looked at the clock above the counter.

"Speaking of clients and work, I have to go, I'll see you around." Han said getting up from his seat and heading towards the door, hand reaching for the door he turned to look at her one more time.

"Oh and Savannah, stay out of trouble." And with that he left the cafe and Savannah.