𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙛𝙩 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 (𝙠𝙖𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙞 𝙗𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙜𝙤𝙪)

chapter two.

her offer was rather simple.

an easy 10-second style race, just the two of them, nobody else. 

and because of this, katsuki let out a breathy chuckle, nodding his head is astonishment as well as pride. "alright then, it's settled." he replied, standing up to her level, and leaning over her ear "but don't be crying when you loose, sweetheart."

y/n just scoffed at this, an almost sheer blush coating her cheeks. "dynamight, you are underestimating my ability right about now." she said, poking her lips out in a seductive manner. he laughed. she smiled. and y/n strutted off, turning around for just a few seconds, yelling over to him words that were barely audible, considering the fact that it was incredibly loud out there. 

"sutatorain de o ai shimashou!"  "i'll see you at the starting line!"

katsuki's orange acura rdx was a perfect fit considering the late at night arrival they had been in. it was his prized possession, obviously. he checked the side of his car, smirking to himself seeing the NOS lined up on the passenger seat. however, y/n's black nissan gtrs was a good contrast. you wouldn't think she made this, would you? no dent was seen on it, and the engines flared when she started it, earning an erupt from the spectators. they both gave the money over, and katsuki noticed the flag-girl as one of the members of dainamaito: kyoka jirou. she wore a simple purple and black outfit: purple harem pants and a black bomber jacket, carefully showing her slightest laced brassiere. she looked good, there's no denying it. and with that, she pointed to katsuki, starting his engines and giving a good show for his car. jirou then pointed to y/n, who was wearing a smile on her face. her engines starting, and she glanced over at the NOS on the side of her car.

and timed seemed to stop when they heard of words emit from kyoka's mouth. "GO!"

katsuki and y/n immediately went and hit the accelerator at about the same time, so they were neck and neck. y/n knew her strategy, and katsuki knew his.

7 seconds left.

knowing this, katsuki used his NOS, earning a prideful laugh and his back hitting the seat. but y/n had different plans. she wore a smug look, and let out a giggle. "the NOS he's using will take a shorter time than it relatively should." she thought to herself, and she activated hers.

5 seconds left.

y/n flew back to her seat, seeing the crowd erupt in cheers. katsuki saw her black nissan catch up to him, and before he knew it, she was way ahead of him.

"SHIT!" he yelled.

2 seconds.

and before he knew it, y/n was at the finish line, turning her car around and creating a donut with it, earning praise from the crowd, as well as kyoka. katsuki ended up 2nd, or last in this case. he got out of the car with a scowl, and y/n made her way towards him, with a smile on her face, and her h/c hair was out of the ponytail she had been wearing.

"the NOS you used, doesn't take up as much time as normal NOS used. it was bit too early!" she said, giving her hand out to him. he clicked his tongue, now slightly irritated to know the fact she was indeed right. he gave her his money. and since they both agreed on 10,000 yen, she was given it. 

"why did you even want to race me anyway?" katsuki asked. "from what i've heard you are just a mechanic, so, out of everyone here, why me?" 

y/n sighed, a disappointed smile on her features, when she was interrupted by the shouts of numerous spectators and blaring sirents.

"COPS! COPS!"

a/n: sorry for a cliffhanger LMAO