Miami, FL

"Are you sure about this, Bro?" Roman Pierce asked, loading the car up with his suitcase.

"I'm sure. Dom might pound my face in, but I'm sure he'll jump to the chance to come back to the states." Brian O'Conner told his friend.

"Yeah, well, if he does pound your face in, I'll just sit back and watch." Rome answered, tossing a bag at Brian.

Tokyo, Japan

I crash on my brother's couch, as I watch Han and DK discuss business. I finsh my shot and held it up, as one of Han's girlfriends pour me other drink.

"You have school tomorrow." Dominic tells me.

"So?" I answered, giving him an "I-don't-give-a-shit" grin.

Dominic didn't answer, as he watches me finish my shot. He then stands up and picks me up off the couch.

"Whoa, ho, ho... " I just say, as he easily carries me to my huge room in the back of Han's shop.

Dominic carries me to my bed, and lays me down. He then tugged off my boots.

"Come to tuck me in?" I asked, watching him, and making it difficult for him to get my boots off.

He doesn't answer, as he managed to get them off. He then looks at me as he placed his hand on my leg.

"I have to leave for a few days." He tells me.

"Where you going?" I ask, curiously.

"I have some business to take care of." He tells me, now not looking at me.

I have known Dominic for a year now, and I can tell something was up. I knew if I pressed him to tell me, he would just push me away.

"When are you leaving?" I ask instead.

"Tomorrow morning."

I sighed and then pulled him towards me for a long, lingering kiss.

"Guess I better get my time with you now in, before you leave." I tell him with a grin.

"You're going to miss the train..." Dominic's voice interrupts my sleep.

I toss a pillow at him, but I then get up. I rather stay in that bed, with my man all day, but I promised Han that I would finish High School if I live under his roof.

I shower and get dress in my school uniform. Dominic hands me a Poptart and a bottle of orange juice, as I grab my book bag and kiss him good-bye. I then make a run for it to the train.

At school, was just other day, as I took notes for class while passing notes to Neela, when an American walks in our class.

"I missed my train." He says in a thick, Southern accent.

I glanced at Neela, who sitting in front of me, trying hard not to laugh at the fact that he had no clue what our teacher was saying.

As the American left to change his shoes and came back in with slippers, Neela and I just smirked at each other, before going back to work.

I was hanging out with my brother, since my man left for a few days, watching and waiting for the next race.

I noticed Neela pull in and I decided to say "Hi" before she hangs out with her man.

Neela gets out of her car, not before the American, Sean heads over to her.

Great. I thought, rolling my eyes, as Sean trys to flirt with her, when I noticed DK and his goons walk over to him.

I stand over by Neela, as I watch DK confront Sean. I knew this was going to end badly.

There was some words back and forth, and they finally decided to race.

"He can race mine." Han then spoke up.

I look at my brother like he was crazy. This guy didn't know how to drift.

"Are you crazy?" I ask Han, as everyone gets ready for the race, "All he knows how to drive in a straight line!"

Han just smirks at me and didn't answer.

"I hope you know what you're doing..." I tell him.

If course DK won and Han's car come out like a crushed can.

"I told you..." I just muttered at Han, wondering why he had Sean race his car.

But my brother is sometimes a mystery.

When I was 14, my dad died overseas. I was living mostly living with a group of friends in Miami, which were older then me and the same gang I was in. To help out, I sold drugs or boost cars to help pay rent in the two bedroom trailer that housed twelve people.

It was just like any other day. I was leaving the trailer, when a nice Skyline pulled up. I wondered if this guy was lost or came to deal, since no one around there had that nice of a car.

An Asian man stepped out of the car, as I walked past the car.

"Are you Julianna Lee-Siu Miguel?" He asked.

I just looked at him, as he spelled out my whole name. I mostly went by Jules around here and just went by Miguel as my last name.

"What's it to you?" I asked coldly, wondering if this guy was a cop.

"My name is Han. You're my half sister." He tells me, and then he give me a friendly smile.

"You have two choices. Stay here, deal drugs, end up in prison, or worst, dead, or you can come back with me to Tokyo, and make something of your life, like I did."

I just looked at him, if he was really serious or not. I then glanced at his nice car, and then back at the ratty trailer behind me.

I then made my choice.