REWORKING! 🐈🐈
for·eign
/ˈfôrən,ˈfärən/
adjective
of, from, in, or characteristic of a country or language other than one's own.
IN WHICH....
a fighting prodigy from America encounters the tokyo manji gang.
ONLY A GENIUS COULD LOVE A WOMAN LOVE A...
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MAY 29TH, 2005
"Hurry your ass up (Y/N)!! We're going to be late to our flight!" Takeshi yells at you as you rush behind him.
You pant as he finally stops in front of your gate and hands his tickets to the lady.
She blushes a little as he smiles at her and she quickly ushers them inside.
"Takeshi, stop trying to get with every conventionally attractive woman you see. She could be 30 for all you know." You state with a disappointed expression as you try to find your seats.
"What can I say? I'm a ladies man." He turns around and winks at you as you stare at him with disgust.
"Oh theres our seats!" You say dropping the topic as you slid into your seat next to a very distressed looking business man.
"Hey Takeshi, what about your bike? I know you cherish that thing like its your child." You say to him.
"Oh! I'm getting it transported to Japan by a ferry. Pretty cool huh?" He smirks while looking forward at the seat in front of him.
"Huh. I guess so." You simply state while waiting for the flight attendant to do the whole introduction.
You sigh deeply as she comes out explaining what to do incase of a crash and how to fasten the seatbelts. You didn't want to leave the only home you've ever known. It makes you sad.
Takeshi notices this and puts his hand on top of yours and gives it a tight squeeze. You smile and try to prepare yourself for the 12 hour flight.
MAY 30TH, 2005
You groan as you finally get up from the cramped airplane seat and dust off your cream colored sweatpants. *That was one long ass flight, thank god its over* you thought.
"Hurry your ass (Y/N)! We have to get all of our luggage. The movers will probably be at the house any second now!" Takeshi yells at you.
You nod and start to follow him off the airplane with your main luggage and carry on.
As you go through the airport customs, you look around in awe. *Fucks sake! This place is giant. And why is there so much random shit everywhere?* you question yourself as you follow Takeshi around aimlessly.
You finally step outside and you are immediately hit with a light breeze and humid air.
You follow Takeshi as he takes your luggage from you and throws it into the back of a luxurious black car. He opens the car door for you and you get in with him right behind you.
