Hey this is chapter 2. I plan to update every two weeks. Chapter 3 might be a little late but I 'll be posting some back ground crap as a chapter soon.
Chapter 2 "Stupid Little Yank"
There was complete silence but it was soon followed by strong laughter. Morimoto scratched the top of his head confused, of course. He didn't know whether to be insulted by her words or flushed by her touch. It was one of the first times that Morimoto wasn't immediately irritated by Han actions. He was well aware that Han and DK were discussing business and that he should be paying attention; but he couldn't. Reiko had been on his mind ever since, well freshman year. Sure they had their little, anything you can do I can do I betters, every now and then, but that was all in good fun; right?
"Morimoto? Lover boy? Come on it's time to race," DK said as he dragged Morimoto by the collar of his shirt towards his race's starting line. DK noticed that Morimoto seemed to be in fog of some sort. He wondered what was wrong. Morimoto was acting strange again but this time he seemed more confused than angry.
"Hey Neela," Reiko said as she hopped up onto the car hood, to sit next to Neela.
"Don't play little miss innocent with me. I saw that ass grab," Neela returned with a smirk.
"First off it was an ass tap," Reiko corrected, "Second get your mind out of the gutter, and third I saw you with Sean. What was that all about?"
"I'm impressed Reiko, you can count!" Neela said sarcastically. That triggered a glaring contest which resulted in them both blinking at the same time; which then led to a fit of giggles.
"Ok, ok, we've established I can count," Reiko announced," But seriously what was that earlier with Sean?"
"The annoying, American?"Reiko nodded "Oh pleaseee, that little boy?" Reiko nodded again, a little annoyed. "I'm way out of his league," Neela stated.
"Good! I was scared for a sec that you actually bought into his bullshit," Reiko replied, "He may be Twinkie's new buddy but he's kind of an ass."
"Trust me when I say I find no interest in that boy what's so ever," Neela reassured her friend.
"Well, I suppose that's good news for me now isn't it," a silky-smooth voice said interrupting their conversation. Neela squealed as DK scooped her up, bridal-style.
"Takashi," Neela laughed, "put me down!"
He gently set her on her feet but didn't release her.
Reiko watched them for a few moments. She knew that Neela loved Takashi and vice versa but it was still weird to see Takashi so, so whipped. She and Neela had been friends for over 5 years now. It was quite the transformation that Takashi had gone through. She heard bits and pieces of their conversation but she wasn't really paying attention. It was amazing to think just two and half years ago that Takashi was a rude, conceded, little shit. Yeah he was mean to Neela but even then would never hurt her.
"Fine, I see how it is. Don't say bye to me then," Reiko shouted as DK and Neela walked away.
"Bye Reiko," Neela shouted, when she turned to wave. DK did a sort of backward wave but didn't turn his body at all.
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"Sean, where have you been? The race is about to start," Twinkie stated, as Sean approached.
"Nowhere special, just checking out the scenery," Sean said casually as he watched a girl in a very short skirt walk by.
"Yeah right, look I know Neela fun to look at, but it isn't smart to mess with a Yakuza's girl," Twinkie informed him with a quite serious tone.
"Yakuza? What's that a boy band?" Sean asked in amusement.
"Some people go through cruel and unusual torture, due to our singing. But most people just make the mistake of running into our knives; a few times over," Morimoto said. He had been standing there; leaning on his car the whole time. "So Pinkie, who's the tourist?"
"This is Sean," Twinkie replied calmly.
"Morimoto! Let's race," Morimoto's opponent yelled from a dark, green car.
"Nice meeting you, Tourist. Sorry Pinky, rain check," Morimoto sarcastically asked with a wink. He then turned to leave.
"Hey, Monkey boy! His name is Twinkie and I ain't no tourist," Sean yelled. The garage quieted a little. Everyone's eye flicked from Morimoto to Sean and back. Morimoto looked back over his shoulder and replied, "Lucky for you it's time to race."
"Let's race then," Sean said cockily. Morimoto rolled his eyes and let out a small laugh as he turned to fully face Sean. He didn't bother closing the 10 feet of distance between them. The stupid American wasn't worth the effort.
"With what? Your skateboard," Morimoto mocked, while imitating a person trying to balance on a skateboard, "It's easy to sound cocky when you've got no ride."
"Take mine," Han's voice said causally breaking through the tension, a minute later. Morimoto turned to give Han a "What the fuck look." Han merely shrugged and replied "What? I wanna see what the American's got."
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Twinkie and Sean entered the elevator in silence. Sean took a deep breath, as he glanced at Twinkie.
"Can he drive?" Sean asked, with a hint of nervousness.
"You remember what I said about DK," Twinkie asked? Sean nodded. "Well Morimoto's and DK's racing style differ but Morimoto only places second to DK. You feel me?"
Sean nodded again but then he chuckled and said, "DK doesn't happened to stand for Donkey Kong, does it? And is DK Monkey Boy's fearless ape leader?"
"No! It stands for Drift King," Twinkie replied, very annoyed. 'Did Sean have a death wish or what? This race was serious. Yakuza were dangerous at the best of times.'
"Drift?" Sean asked? As if right on cue, the elevator doors opened and two extremely, beautiful cars drifted by.
Twinkie smiled, chuckled and shook his head, "Still need a dictionary?"
Reiko stood next to Twinkie in the sea of impatient people, waiting for the winner's car to come drifting into view. It wasn't a surprise to see Morimoto's yellow, Nissan 350zx drift into view. She knew from the beginning Sean would lose. The surprise came when she saw what was left of Mona. She, the car, was completely trashed. It broke Reiko's heart to see her all beat up. Reiko and Han had spent three years working on that car.
"I'm sorry Reiko. I know Mona meant a lot to you," Twinkie said softly, "But I also know you and Han can fix her up even better."
"Thanks Twinkie," Reiko replied sadly. He had always been a good friend to her. If ever she needed him, he was there in heart beat. "You better go make sure the American didn't hurt himself."
Reiko watched him walk away; once he disappeared into the crowd she left to find Earl. It took all of three minutes to find him. He was cussing so loudly it was impossible not to find him.
"Come on buddy, you can tell me all about in the car," Reiko told him as she drug him to the elevator.
"Stupid little Yank. Thinks he's all that…." Earl ranted. Reiko just shook her head and tuned him out. Earl, well he was a little dramatic at times.