Speed, Passion and Intensity

Chapter 9 - Home coming

Woo!!! Two chapters in a week!
As always I own nothing... *Sigh*

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The next day 12:57pm

Ryosuke pulled into the driveway, right behind the blood red R34.

He smiled at the cozy looking home with the front door held open with an alternator.
'Of course,' he chuckled to himself.

Ryosuke casually put his hands in his pants pockets and started walking up the drive when the unmistakable sound of a Lan-Evo pulled up behind him.

He turned around and greeted the men.

"Afternoon gentlemen."

"Hey Ryosuke." Kyoichi greeted and walked around his Evo3 and whistled long and low.
"Well I'll be damned."

"For 5000 yen I'll let you have a moment with her. She's gentle."

All three men turned around at the sound of a woman's voice.

Ryosuke's breath caught in his throat.

Makita was leaning in the doorway of her front door, arms crossed over her chest wearing skin tight jeans, and oil stained white tank top with NISMO across the front, her hair was done up in a messy bun atop her head with a navy blue bandana keeping her hair out of her face.

Her face had a few smudges of dust and dirt. She wore a pair of mechanic's gloves and steel capped boots on her feet.

She was gorgeous.

Another low wolf whistle was heard from Seiji.

Ryosuke smirked at the pretty blush that appeared on Makita's cheeks.

The petite woman in question let out a small laugh while shaking her head and stepped out onto the front porch, walked down the stone path and met them in the driveway.

"Makita Fujiwara. It's a pleasure to meet you." Makita held out her hand.

Kyoichi clasped her hand smiled at her and quickly glanced over at Ryosuke, his smile growing. 'I see what's going on.'

"The pleasure's ours." He smiled at the strong handshake. "I'm Kyoichi Sudo and this is Iwaki Seiji."

Seiji shook her hand and grinned.
"That's a nice strong handshake."

"My uncle always told me a strong handshake is a sign of strong character. He also told me no one wants to shake a hand that feels like a dead fish."
Makita smiled at the men's chuckle.

"I can't thank you boys enough for coming as quickly as you did." Makita smiled and then sighed looking at her house. Her house. It still sounded weird.

"Anything for the Fireball, especially when she's a Fireball." Seiji grinned roguishly.

Ryosuke rolled his eyes at Seiji joke and grinned.
If he didn't know that Seiji was already happily married and that his wife would feed him his own balls with a rusty spoon if he even considered cheating, he would have felt like he had competition.

At the end of the day, Seiji was just a tease who had no problem complimenting a pretty woman.

"Oh lord." Makita laughed and stuck her hands in her back jean pockets.
"I take it you both race as well?"

"I'm the leader of a team called the Emperors out of Tochigi. Seiji here is the number two on our team."

"Wait a minute! The Lan-Evo team?! I heard about you guys and your team from Takumi and his friends." Grinning, Makita turned to Seiji.
"I've heard a lot about you especially." She laughed at his blush.