Disclaimer: I do not own Golden boy. Golden Boy is the property of Tatsuya Egawa.

The girls of Golden Boy!

Reiko Tarayama

My name is Reiko Tarayama, sole child and heiress to one of the richest clans in all of Kyoto and this is my story. All my life I have lived a lie. In the eyes of society, my parents and basically every person I have ever met, I am the elegant, obedient and refined daughter of a nobel clan. No one knows who I really am.

My entire life was so boring, just constant lessons, formal events and just acting like a decoration to my parents rather than a daughter. I hated them for that but I never spoke it of course.

My boring life changed forever when after I turned 18 and saw it for the first time. I remember that me and my parents were in Tokyo and my father was on urgent business, me and my mother were taking a stroll through a local park and I saw some men on motorcycles doing stunts nearby.

My mother made a snobbish remark, calling them "vagrants" while my eyes were fixated on the machines they were riding. I knew that I wanted it.

While I was there I made some secret purchases under my mother's nose, and I bought a motorcycle, my precious beemo baby and I paid some people to sneak it back home for me.

It was then and there that I found my escape from my boring life. During the day I would act my role as the perfect daughter for mother and father, but whenever I found a moment to sneak away, I was on my beemo baby. I even bought a racer outfit and used a diferent style of make up so no one could recognize me.

I knew my parents would be enraged that their "perfect daughter" was doing "peasant hobbbies", but that just made it even more exciting for me, the thrill of keeping a sectet and the intense pleasure of whenever I rode my beemo.

It wouldn't be long before my new found love for Beemo turned into something...else.

It all started one day when I was doing some intense turns on beemo and I suddenly felt...alive and free. One thing lead to another and I now had another secret to keep from the world, but it certainly made my life less boring.

Beemo was my only love and the only one I cared about. I never particularly cared for me and men on motorcycles were much worse, thinking they were all that when in reality the only thing that was good about them was the hunk of metal in between their legs.

I knew that no man would ever be able to interest me the way my precious beemo did.

Until I met him that is.

The one that proved me wrong, the one who proved to not only be as good as my beemo, but the one who proved to be badass enough to give ME a run for my money. The one I realized that I had inevitably fallen in love with… and stupidly let slip through my fingers.

That man was the one and only Kintaro Oe, my family's former servant…and the love of my life.

When I first met Kintaro, he had just started working as a servant in my family, but he did a pretty poor job of it due to his clumsiness and was soon dismissed. It wasn't hard to tell that Kintaro lusted for me since the beginning, it was nothing new to me and I just ignored it.

However it all changed when he caught me…loving my beemo but I wasn't afraid after all it was my word against his and anyone would probably think he was trying to get payback for getting fired if he said his former employer's daughter, the heiress to one of the richest and most traditional clans in Kyoto was a secret biker chic and a closet mechanophille. I wasn't worried because even I wouldn't believe that and I'm the one who does it.

As I continued my love session with beemo and told Kintaro what I truly though of the male gender, I noticed his stuttering and red faced. I knew I was making him both nervous and hard at the same time, if his erection was any indication.

He wanted me, but as far as I was concerned that wasn't going to happen.

I was such a fool.

I guess I just wanted to screw with him, after all he did interrupt me in a rather intimate moment, and I guess I just wanted some payback, I used his perverted nature against him when I issued a challenge: if he could catch me while I was on my beemo, I would ride him. I knew he could never resist and as far as I knew he would never be able to do it.

I mean me on my beemo motorcycle and him on that stupid man powered bike of his. I didn't know whether to laugh or pity him. He must have been really desperate if he though he actually stood a chance.

It wasn't until the racing began that I realized just how wrong I was, when I noticed a strange shadow suddenly surround me when I was racing, curiosity peaked in me when I looked up and my jaw dropped at what I saw. Mr. Bike Kintaro was riding on, and I mean seriously he was riding the electric cable like some circus act. I couldn't believe it and I really wanted to know how he did it.

It was then when I realized that things were getting serious, what I though was a prank turned into the real deal and Kintaro wasn't giving up easy and I decided I wasn't going to make it easy for him either.

If he wanted me he'd work for me, that was the deal anyways.

It was game on.

Somehow Kintaro managed to keep up with me and even passed me, I was confused for a moment since the object of the race was for him to catch me, not outrace me. But my competitive side overwhelmed all reason, I was the queen of this mountain pass, I had raced down it some many times, If beemo had the capacity to do it, I'd probably pregnant now. Anyways, I wasn't going to let some temp on a bike think he could beat me in my natural element and I was finally giving my all in this competition.

I'd admit I was kind of impress with Kintaro's skills on his bike, the way he turned on his bike both side as he made turns, even though I tried to remind myself that I could do that and better in my sleep.

During the rest of our little race, I felt so…invigorated…I never felt as alive and as excited that when I was racing with Kintaro at that moment. I felt so…so wild…so free that…for a split second I didn't think I'd mind if he even won, but I denied it and just continued racing Kitnaro, I wasn't going to make it easy for him and it looked like he wasn't going to make it easy for me either.

It was when we were about to head to the ravine when things went out of control, Kintaro's was picking up more speed and didn't look like he was going to turn, it was then that I realized that wasn't his intention. Kintaro was going to jump the ¼ mile unfinished bridge. At first I thought he was crazy but then found myself about to do it to. In that moment of complete zeal, I wanted to jump the bridge but when the moment came…I….I choked, for the first time ever I lost my nerve but Kitnaro went and did it.

I had never seen anything like it. My heart was literally trying to beat out of my ribcage when I saw Kintaro literally fly his bike over the unfinished bridge…until he had only one yard away from his goal until he plummeted towards the earth.

Oh, he was...incredible...outstanding. I never imagine a man like him could actually live. He was even better than my beemo-baby. He was just absolutely amazing!

When I found out that he survived the fall off the bridge, I never felt so happy in all my life. After one moment, he was out of my sight and all I could say was: come back and claim your prize

I shouted come back" come back, wait for me. Oh, have sex with me, please, I want you Kintaro. Teach me how to be a woman, ravish me, ''and screw my brains out'' and even "take this hot bitch now' .

I don't care how those around reacted to me shouting it, I just wanted Kintaro to come back and make him mine. But luck was against me as my beemo baby was out of gas and I was still who knows how far away from Kintaro.

When I got home, I made a beeline to my room, not caring what the servants or even my parents said, for a few days I was mostly isolated in my room, only coming out for food and hygiene. Most of the time, I would be in my room crying in frustration at the fact that I let what would have been the best thing I ever had slip through my fingers.

Kintaro Oe, the goofball man who turned out to be the most badass, fearless man I never though could actually live. The only thing I have left of him was the white baseball cap he left, a memento of the greatest guy I ever met and a constant reminder that I let him get away.

Even riding beemo wasn't anywhere near as good as it used to be, all that would happen is me being reminded of our race with Kintaro and all I would feel is longing for him.

Is this what normal women feel when they find that special someone? That everything isn't as good as it used to be without that person with them?

For weeks I couldn't take it anymore, all I could think about was Kintaro and where he was and how I could find him. When I could manage to sneak away from my parents I would try to find him or send someone to look for him and bring him back to me, but each attempt ended like the first; Kintaro always somehow managed to escape the place he was in before I managed to get there.

It was like he was teasing me or something, but that just made me want to find him even more.

I wanted Kintaro, I wanted to be with him, I wanted him to hold me and make him mine and mine only. I wanted to hold him, to kiss him, to fuck him, to rid his dick for hours and hours and hours until we both pass out. As perverted as all of that sounded, it wasn't just because of lust, I just wanted to be with Kintaro, not just to fulfill my current desires but…because in the first time in my entire life…I actually found something I didn't even realize I wanted until it was out of my reach.

My family has no idea of my hobbies or what I'm really like…they never really tried to figure me out, as far as they were concerned I was the perfect daughter of a high ranking family. Graceful, elegant, traditional, poised, polite and posh. You know that parent's don't know or really care about their kids when they expect them to be perfect.

Also I don't really have any real friends outside of the family either. They're all just a bunch of spoiled powder puffs that gave women a bad name, they weren't even my choice of friends either, just a bunch of brats that happened to be the daughters of my parent's business partners, so by tradition I was meant to be friends with them as well, but not as me but my mask.

My servants were basically the ones that raised me and even they barely know what I'm like, to them I was just the daughter of their masters, not someone they cared about.

Before, I guess as far as I was concerned, beemo was my only true friend and my only real love, if you called love just fulfilling a fetish desire, which it wasn't.

I know Kintaro wanted me since he saw me, I just wish I could say the same thing.

There is a saying: absence makes the heart grow fonder" and "you never realize how precious something is to you until it's gone".

Now days, I can barely go an hour without thinking about Kintaro.

I believe I actually fell in love with Kintaro Oe. Not just because he was more badass than I ever thought to be possible, not just because he was actually kind of cute either. Kintaro was the first real person that didn't expect me to be perfect, he…I think he even liked the real me better than the posh image I held around others.

Even if there was a perverted side in him, Kintaro actually treated me the way I always wanted to be treated, he liked me for who I was, not just in the sexual way but for who I really was. Something I didn't realize I always wanted.

I wanted Kintaro Oe, not just as a lover but because he's the only real friend I ever had.

Kintaro Oe was my friend and the man that won my heart.

I know Kintaro won't be some sort of one night stand in, he won't be a fling...he's going to be mine and mine only.

I knew my parents would never accept it.

As the only daughter of one of the most important families in all of japan I was expected to marry into a rich and noble family. I don't give a shit about it. I don't wanted some stuffed-shirt, self-absorbed, rich in dollars, poor in everything else pencil-dick.

I wanted a real man. I wanted Kintaro. I wanted him to hold me, to adore and ravish my body. I wanted him to pop my cherries and give me my first baby.

I wanted to run away with Kintaro.

After getting a taste of what a life with Kintaro could be like from when we were racing, I knew I wanted nothing else. I don't think I'll ever want anything else as much ever again.

I wanted to find Kintaro and marry him, I wanted to escape the gilded cage I've been trapped in my entire life. I wanted Kintaro, the only man in the world that was worthy of my heart and whom I wanted to have a family with someday. If we had a son, I would name him Hiro and if it was a girl, she would be call Teimei.

I heard one of the servants mention that Kintaro was a freeter and that he travels a lot. I could live with that. I could imagine me on my beemo and Kintaro on his bike, traveling all over japan together, seeing new places, meeting new people and having all the time in the world just being with each other.

I want that more than anything.

When I'm not using my mask, and when I'm not searching for Kintaro, I'm plotting my escape. My parents have no idea of the agenda I have to run away with Tokyo dropout fretter but I didn't care. They can suck on it for all I cared.

When I find Kintaro, I'm going to make him all mine and mine alone. I'm going to find him and give him the prize he long deserved and to prove to him I'll be the only woman he would ever want and that he's mine and mine only.

After that I imagine we'd get married and start our life on the road were I'd reward for all time for not only winning our competition, not just for winning my heart but to reward him for making me realize all I wanted was my freedom.

It's my destiny: To find Kintaro and reward him forever.

A/N: That's it for now, I hope you enjoyed Reiko's story.

Stay tuned for the next update:)