Bree and the crew rolled into the racers garage, not moments before stepping foot outside of their cars Kiku and Bree got swamped with inquiries and orders. Han watched with a proud smile on his face as he leaned back against the brass genisis and watched her from the side. He heaved a quiet sigh.
"You've been ghost for the past few days" DK called, strolling over to Han with his tom cat strutt and everlasting smirk. Han looked at him and smiled. "I've kinda had my hands full, don't worry I'll have my half in on time" Han said.
Dk looked past Han and nodded his forehead "if your hands full with that let me take her off your hands" He said. Han turned to follow his gaze and his smile faltered a bit. "Wha? You mean Kiku?" Han said playing dumb. "She ain't mine, sorry to say but thats Juice's girl right there" he said with a laugh. "No" Dk sang in slight annoyance as he rested a hand on Han's shoulder leaning on him he pointing past Han's head.
Bree smiled as she was talking with Kiku and Ken excitedly.
"That" Dk said in a near purr.
Han felt cold "I can't help you there she don't like Yakuza, DK" he managed to reply keeping the casual air about him. However his body felt ridgid.
Dk smiled almost bitterly "you sure about that?" He asked eyeing Han from head to toe "you seem pretty friendly" he added clearly but amused and slightly annoyed. Han laughed as if it were the funniest statement ever vocalized. Dk grimaced but was soon called away by a large group of fawning women.
Han sighed and brushed back his hair and turned to look back at Bree who spotted him and held up what looked like 3 buisness cards with contact information. Han smiled back at her and went to throw a thumbs up when, slender fingers wrapped around his arm drawing hiss attention away.
He looked down at the woman bewildered as she rested a hand on his chest and stood with her body nearly leaning on his. A playful smile on her fair face, she wore breath taking amber circle lenses. Han listened to her flirt as she drew circles on his chest. He was very used to this by now, the only problem?
He looked over.
Bree looked away uncomfortable with a very small frown. Lowering the cards and turned her back.
Han sighed and watched her standing there and then looked back down at the flirting woman. The only problem now was, this wasn't fun anymore.
"Excuse me" Han said offering a flirty smile of his own before gently making the woman step back. She eyed him expectantly however, Han got in his car, closed the door and road over to where the others had parked in a circle.
Bree noticed Kiku eying her with a hint of worry as she saw the change in her mood. Bree leaned to sit on the hood of her car and Ken hopped next to her. "This place is the shit!" He called looking around. "Thats right you're originally from Chicago right?" Bree asked him. "Yeah, its a chill place but, they don't have anything like this!" He said excitedly. Bree smiled he was certainly hyperactive. " also I got loooooaded with numbers!" He cheered showing his arm which was full of names and numbers. He then squinted at his arm "I just wish I could read the non english characters. Haven't leanred the language yet" he said.
"Hey how'd you get all those numbers!" Twinkie asked rushing over. "I'm a grown ass man insted of a high school boy" Ken said playfully Twinkie leered "you wish ladies love a younger man" Twinkie said. "Hell, nah. We all know its them jade colored eyes of your getting you all them numbers" Rocko strolling over. "And? Man look at my eyes" Twinkie said leaning forward and opening one eye wide, "they hazel, it can't be the eyes" Twinkie said. Rocko laughed "man your eyes are light brown, get over yourself." He said. Twinkie sulked.
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Hashiriya Swagger
Fanfiction[ #1 under #thefastandthefurious Oct.6.2018] Bree is the adopted sister of Sean Boswell, She had lived in Tokyo with thier father for most of her High School years. When Sean gets sent to live with them after getting into too much trouble back in th...