Love and Racecars (Daisuga AU)

• Chapter 1 •

Underline means said in Japanese.

My friends invited me to the speedway again. Again, they get completly drunk.

"Hey Suga... why don't you smoke one." One of my friends said with heavily slurred speech.

"N-No thank you..." We're only eighteen...

"Why not a drink? Loosen up a little!" My other friend offered.

"We're underage though..."

"Hell, nobody cares about that!"

"I'm going to get some food..."

I got up and went to a different seat.

I got to a seat near the speedway's exit. That way, I can see the cars exit. The next race starts. Daichi is in this one. He's close to the end though...

The green flag is shown and they are off! Daichi is going by the cars last. He is in seventh, sixth, no fifth place! The race is beautiful and it's sucking me into the action. Now he's in fourth, third! The last place person is not so close behind Daichi!

A crash occurs, spinning Daichi out of the track. This can't be happening, he has to be okay! the yellow flag show and the racers line up again. Daichi gets a push back onto the track and lines up too.

Smoke is coming out of his car. It must be an illusion! That collision couldn't have hurt the engine! The amount of smoke is humongous. The smoke is getting to where I am sitting when he is passing by. He gets pulled over by the people at the enterance for examination.

The people shake their head no. He can't race anymore for this race. This can't be happening! Daichi goes to the exit and I saw him, but not his face.

"Damn it!" He yells, but was muffled by the other racers. Wait? Was that in Japanese?

"Hey silver-haired boy! Don't cry! I'll be back in a few races!" That was definitely Japanese.

Wait? Is he referring to me? I wipe my eyes. There are tears. I really wanted him to win. Maybe the next race...

Now I'm actually hungry, so I go to the food stands to get some food. I buy a prezel and start to walk back to my seat and herd yelling from the other side of the fence where the racers are. Luckily, Daichi's team is the closest. I can hear the team yelling at each other.

"OI BOKE! THIS IS THE RIGHT WRENCH!" A tall, jet black-haired boy yells in Japanese?

"NO THIS IS THE RIGHT WRECH BAKEYAMA!" A small orange-haired boy yells back, also in Japanese.

"OI!!! BOTH OF YOU!!! STOP FIGHTING FOR ONCE!!!" A smaller boy yells.

"YOU'LL NEVER GET ANYTHING DONE IF YOU KEEP ARGUING! THIS IS THE RIGHT WRENCH! NOW FIX IT! WE ALL ARE TRYING!" A scary bald guy shouts

"THEN WHY IS TSUKISHIMA NOT TRYING!" The small boy asks, pointing to a tall, blonde boy.

"TSUKKI HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS!" A brown-haired boy with a lot of freckles says.

"Hey...If you all keep yelling..." A brown haired man with a goatee says.

We'll never get anything done and Daichi won't get to race anymore today." A black-haired boy finishes. "Now let's all get back to work."

"Okay!" They say back.

Wow! Daichi's team is rowdy! In a good way... I like it.