A/N: Ok here's chapter 5! And I went through my chapters yesterday and realized that I've sorta gotten away from the street racing and went into something different that will make itself known in chapter 6! Don't worry though because there will be more racing in the next chapters and another yummy scene too! Please review! I still like to have 5 reviews for each chapter!! Oh and THANKS TO THE PEOPLE WHO REVIEW MY STORY!!! throws out ummm…M&Ms

Chapter 5 Deception

The airport was overly congested when Van and Hitomi entered the front doors. Van, with his right arm around Hitomis waist, takes her over to a bench and she sits down stiffly trying not to agitate her thigh. "I'm going to go find out where our gate is. You watch our bags and I'll be right back." Van says with a smirk as he walks off towards the information desk, his long, black trench coat held tightly to his body.

As he walked, he noticed with a groan that security had intensified sense the murder of the noble house. Metal detectors were posted before the airport gates. Shit! This isn't good…Van thinks as he continues his way towards the information desk, his mind whirling with possible ideas.

The elderly woman at the desk gave him a strange look but told him the gate for his flight. E6 it was. Damn that's clear the fuck down there. Van thinks while thanking the woman and turning around to find Hitomi still in the bench he had left her in.

A glimpse of blonde hair makes him peel his eyes from the vixen in front of him and he carefully schools his expression as he finds his partner Allen Shezar suddenly walking beside him. Barely moving his lips Allen whispers, "Trade the souvenirs in the gift shop. The one you got won't work." With that Allen casually walks away like they had just been passing each other by and that was it.

Van smiles to himself and retraces his steps to the men's restrooms where he finds it empty except for a box that was in one of the stalls. Opening it he finds a wooden shotgun and a pair of boots that were identical to his except for they were steel toed boots. Allen you are a genius. Van thinks as he closes the stall door and unties his trench coat showing the machine gun that was looped around his shoulder by a belt. Taking off his normal boots he puts them in the box and takes out the steel toed ones.

Clipping the shot gun on his hip harness he takes out the small box that held the shotgun ammo. He reaches into the shoe and pulls a small flap of leather that separated the toe of the boot with the rest of the shoe. Placing a couple of shells in each toe of the pair of shoes he closes up the leather flap and puts the boots on. Perfect. The metal detectors will pick up the steel toe of the boot but not the shells hidden inside of them.

He looks down at the wooden shotgun with praise at his boss thinking of a none metal weapon so he can pass security unnoticed. Putting his machine gun and clips into the box he closes it and leaves the restroom casually. Allen would take care of the box for him.

Van walks back to Hitomi and she smiles up at him with trusting eyes. He felt a slight pain in his heart as he looks down into those warm and trusting green emeralds that he had come to know over the past couple of days. Shaking his head against these unwanted thoughts, Van puts on his smirk and helps Hitomi stand up while carrying their carry on bags with his other arm.

They walk over to the metal detectors and Hitomi goes through on her own without a beep. Van goes in and of course a beeping goes off. The security guard takes him aside and frisks him. The beeping came from his shoes but after making Van take his boots off and noticing the shoes were steel toed, the security guard let them go. Van smiles on the inside at the incompetence of the government security system. They were such fools.

"How are you going to get me on the plane?" Hitomi whispers beside him as they head to the boarding desk to get their passes. "You'll see baby now just look cute and sit on this bench while I use the restroom." Van says smoothly as he deposits Hitomi on another bench and goes into the bathroom. There was another man in there but Van just slips into a stall and takes off one of his boots. Pulling out two shells he cocks the shotgun and places the shells inside it before clipping it back on the belt harness.

After placing two more shells in his pocket he puts his shoe back on, and walks out of the bathroom and back to Hitomi. Helping her up, they walk to the boarding desk. "We need two boarding passes for flight 266 at gate E6." Van says and the young man behind the desk looks at Hitomi. "I either need a marriage certificate certifying that you're her husband or a written and signed letter of consent from her biological father." The young man sighs stiffly and Van tsks under his breath.

"We don't have either but she needs to get on this flight. So we need a boarding pass right now please." Van says politely as his right arm shifts slightly towards his coat. "I'm terribly sorry sir but unless you have one of the documents mentioned she can't board this plane."

"Not as sorry as you'll be if you don't give her a boarding pass." Van whispers maliciously, all politeness gone as he moves his coat showing the wooden shotgun. The mans eyes widen slightly but then he scoffs. "You can't scare me with a play gun. Now if you threaten me one more time I will have security escort you both out."

"Oh I'm afraid this isn't a play gun….and I will threaten you again because we are getting on this plane!" Van growls as he takes the shotgun off the clip and points it at the mans head. "Now give me that pass or your brains will decorate the wall in back of you." The man looks warily at the gun but doesn't move. "Look…I don't want to have to keep asking you." Van says and cocks the gun showing the shells. The man gasps and reaches for the security button.

A shot rings the air and Hitomis scream echoes throughout the now silent airport as the young mans head is blown apart. "So much for cooporation." Van grumbles as he drags Hitomi down the hall towards their gate. A siren is heard from all around them but Van keeps going. Shots ring out behind them making Hitomi whimper in fright. Van swings around and blasts a shell at the offending security guard hitting him squarely in the chest.

Turning forwards once again he drags the frightened Hitomi down the hall towards their gate that was coincidentally at the end of the hall. "Come on Hitomi keep up with me!" Van growls at her making her start moving faster. More shots ring around them but they reach the gate at last. Security guards stand in front of the door that lead outside to the plane. Dammit!

Van lets go of Hitomi and takes out the last two shells. Grabbing Hitomi again, Van points the gun at her and whispers in her ear to pretend to struggle but he wouldn't harm her. She was frightened out of her mind but she nods slightly and screams an ear splitting shriek that made him visibly wince. Damn she had a pair of lungs on her.

"Ok now if y'all don't want this pretty woman hurt…you'll do kindly to get out of the way so we can board this flight." Van says coolly and he watches the security guards look to their leader who was in the front. "We will not be fooled by empty threats. Give up the girl and we will let you go. She is of great importance to the northern continent and we can't let her go." The leader says confidently but Van just shakes his head and smirks at them.

"I'm sorry you think my threat is empty. It's a shame on your part to be so dimwitted but alas…that's the government for you. Now move aside. I'm asking you nicely." Van sighs as he presses the shotgun tip to Hitomis cheek. She whimpers and tries to get out of his grasp.

"We will not be fooled by a wooden gun!" The leader shouts and the security guards around him all point their guns at Van. Van growls and is finally tired of the resistance he was receiving. In the blink of an eye his gun his pointed at the leader and a blast is heard as the shell digs deep into the leaders' stomach. Blood gushes out and he feels Hitomis body shakes and quiver.

"Now that you know I'm actually serious, MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!" Van yells at the guards scatter not knowing what to do without their leaders' orders. Van grunts at his success and drags Hitomi through the door and onto the plane. It was practically empty except for one person.

Allen. You beat me here. Van says to himself with his old smirk back into place as he looks at his partner carefully. Van gently seats Hitomi by the window and sits next to her giving little notice to the blonde male a couple seats behind them.

Hitomi looks at Van frightened out of her wits for the first time in her life. What was going on? I didn't think he'd actually shoot those people! Does he really want me to race with him that badly to kill people? Somehow something about that statement didn't seem right to her. Van face portrayed nothing of the events that just happened when he faced her with his sexy smirk and laughing blood red eyes.

"Van…" His finger cuts her off as he places it against her lips to silence her. "We will talk about it later babe. For now just enjoy the flight." Van whispers warmly at her and she feels the weight of the events that just happened crash down onto her and exhaustion takes over her body.

Van watches her slump against his shoulder as she falls deeply asleep just as the plane leaves the ground and soars into the blue sky. A rustle behind him alerts him of Allen getting up and walking over to him and sitting in the seat across the isle from him.

"How did it go?" Allen asks casually and Van grunts. "It was a nice stay. I miss the south though." Van says while looking at Allen suspiciously. "Why are you here?"

"Simple. Dilandau wanted to make sure you were doing your job correctly." Allen says with a smug smirk directed towards his hot headed partner. "He knows that you love women as much as you love racing cars so he wanted to make sure you didn't back out of the agreement and decided to stay with your pretty charge." Allen says and Van snorts before turning to look out the window.

Allen remains silent the rest of the flight and Van kept his thoughts to himself as he watched the ocean below them change to land signaling their arrival in the south. He was back home. The thought brought little happiness to his face except for the fact he'd get to race again. Soon, he'd be free from this vixen that seemed to play with him in her little paws like he was a toy. A toy that liked being played with…Van thinks in the back of his head earning a jolt to run down his spine.

Vans mind closed up after that thought but he unconsciously hunched closer to Hitomi and wrapped an arm around her almost protectively. His mind unfocused for a second as a long lost memory unburies itself from the depths of his mind. A memory of him as a boy only ten years old at a funeral. His mom had just been assassinated by an unknown enemy and his father was closed off to everyone around him from his grief.

The young Van stood there weak and vulnerable, crying uncontrollably at his mothers death when a man came up to him. He had silver hair and purplish eyes that had an evil and bloodthirsty glint in them but young Van didn't see that at the time. His name was Dilandau and he had watched Van during school and while he played sports. He knew Vans unique fighting skill even at the tender age of ten. Knew it and wanted to use it to his advantage.

He befriended the young Van and introduced him to his adopted son Allen. While Vans father wallowed in his grief, his son was off sparring with Allen and learning new fighting tips from his mentor Dilandau.

By the age of sixteen, Van and Allen were the unbeatable force as they were sort of like body guards for Dilandau. Dilandau had also introduced weapons to the teens. He had them practice at a shooting range with a 9MM until he knew that they were ready for bigger things like the machine gun and a shotgun. At the age of seventeen, Dilandau introduced them both to street racing. Dilandau was known to the public as being the leading producer of Nissan vehicles and that's how Van acquired his beloved Skyline but Dilandau side profession was he was the biggest producer of cocaine and had gotten into business with a Mr. Kanzaki from the northern continent.

Van and Allen knew what their mentor did but they didn't care as long as they got to race. And race they did. Allen raced just for the women and the money but for Van, racing was his life. Soon after his eighteenth birthday, Dilandau sent Van and Allen on their first assassin mission. Allen was totally cool with the idea but killing a person sent chills down Vans spine and he didn't want to do the mission. It was only when Dilandau threatened to take away Vans Skyline that Van agreed and since then he and Allen have been doing Dilandaus dirty work.

Now at the age of 21, Van was quite used to the side job of being Dilandaus mercenary and he even enjoyed the fact that he had the power to take away ones life. It was a power then many had the chance to achieve but few did and in the end they loose out on that power. Killing was like second nature to Van now and when Dilandau pulled Van into his office a week ago and told him that Mr. Kanzaki didn't pay for his last shipment of cocaine and that he wanted him dead and his daughter brought to him, Van thought little of it. Until now…when he met the fiery young woman named Hitomi.

Her fire and free spirit for racing had fueled his own passion for racing and he had temporarily forgot about his duty and truly wished for her to return with him to the southern continent. He wanted her to be his partner and he remembered feeling relief when she had agreed. That is until he remembered about his orders and that his boss was the one who wanted Hitomi.

Now he was supposed to deliver his young vixen to the bad wolf and his entire body told him no. God why do I have a conscience? Van asks silently as they start to make their descent. Shaking his head he fastens his mind on the job and then going back to his street racing. Turning he lightly shakes Hitomi and she wakes with a small smile and yawns prettily.

"We are here." Van says in a gruff voice that only belonged to his businesses like self. Hitomi turns her head towards him, her eyes betraying the confusion in them from his changed appearance. His mouth was in an unusual frown and his eyes looked cold as they stared at her without emotion.

"Whats wrong Van…? She asks quietly and his blood red eyes twitch slightly trying to hold his cold mask but finding it virtually impossible when the vixens green orbs seemed to entrance him beyond belief.

"N-Nothing. Just glad we are here." He says not so smoothly before turning away from her and her damned cute gaze meeting the gaze of Allen instead that instantly seemed to read what was going on inside his turmoiled mind. Allen smirks knowingly but then his face turns dark again as the captains voice tells them that have landed. Hitomi turns away from Van and instead looks out the window. There was only the black of night to be seen.

She feels Van take his seatbelt off and she does the same still feeling a bit uneasy at the change in Van. Something must've happened while I slept. Hitomi concluded trying to squash the uneasy feeling she got from the blonde haired man and surprisingly from Van himself. Why do I feel so uneasy around him now?

Vans body stiffens beside her as they exit the plane and see a tall man dressed in black. As they got closer to him Hitomi could make out his silvery hair and glinting eyes and she suddenly felt nauseas. This man was bad news. Why was Van taking her to him? She looks up at Van but he doesn't meet her gaze. His body was as taut as a jaguar ready to spring and nervous vibes flowed out of him.

"Van…" She whispers a little frightened and his body jerks slightly and he looks down at her. His eyes are stony but as they meet hers a flicker of pity is seen before its gone in an instant. Hitomi suddenly makes her body stop. This wasn't right! Why wasn't Van doing something? Why was he looking at her like that? "Van shouldn't we go inside?" Hitomi asks in a shaking voice but Van just grunts and lifts her up over his shoulder.

"Van! Van what are you doing? Please put me down!" Hitomi yells and tries to kick him when she pulls her shot thigh and a blinding pain course through her body making her almost black out. Van is silent until they reach the parking lot where that man was standing and he puts her down carefully.

"Here she is Dilandau." Van says in a cold and emotionless voice. The man called Dilandau sneers down at her and grabs her arm yanking her to him. Hitomi cries in fright and turns towards Van who wasn't looking at her but talking to the blonde that followed them with their bags.

"Van! Please help me! Please Van…I thought I meant something to you…" Hitomi says the last sentence in a choked voice as tears stream down her face. She sees Vans hands clench and he turns slightly to her. She sobs at the pained look in those usually laughing eyes before Dilandau opens a car door and dumps her in the back seat.

"I had your Syline and her RX-7 delivered to your place. I'll call you if I need anything else." Dilandau tells Van as he throws him a wad of 100,000 dollar bills. Van grimly pockets the money and turns away as he and the blonde walk to a car parked near by.

Hitomi sobs again as Dilandau jumps into the drivers seat and turns to look at her. She notices that his eyes are purple as he smirks at her. "Don't worry baby. If the North really wants to have you back then they'll pay the money that your thieving father never paid me and then you can go home." Hitomi moans as she curses her father over and over again.

Dilandau cackles evilly and they drive away from the airport.

A/N: Wow this was a chapter full of information! Yay for me! Anyways please review! Five is the lucky number don't forget so don't be shy! REVIEW!! I love the encourage meant! Until next chapter! tata