Initial D, A Night Kids Love Story *Remastered*

The 411

Kailyn 

I could still hear the tires squealing down the mountain, as I look at the edge of the road where the three cars had disappeared from my sight, I could still feel the light twinge of heat in my face, "Hey, Kai, what's wrong?" Iketani asks me, causing my face burn slightly more, "I-I'm fine, i-it's just... a bit... chilly..," I avert my eyes from where I last saw the cars. I move over to Kenji who had a walkie listening to how the race was going, everyone was waiting with anticipation for any updates, all we know at the moment is that the 3-2 was in the lead out the gate and that Takumi was trailing a bit behind, with the FC following right at the rip. Itsuke is going on about how sweet it is to have Takumi as his best friend and how its so cool that he's such a great racer, even if he wasn't exactly happy about being one at first. I couldn't be prouder to be able to be apart of Takumi's family, especially since I have inherited the rights to all the maintenance and work to the 8-6, since we all know that Takumi would never be able to do it himself, the thought of Takumi being such a space brain when it comes to anything but driving makes me give an almost audible grown.

After getting the first radio check everyone on our side of the road seems to have stepped away from all the edginess, now that they can see that Takumi really is the real deal. I still can't believe that Nakazato would even propose to race such a light weight car like an 8-6 on the downhill, the 3-2 is so heavy to begin with not to mention after adding in turning velocity, break timing, and of course the major understeering that will be going on. To top it off the 3-2 wasn't built to drift and on a course like this Akina, especially with an opponent like my cousin, drifting almost becomes an essential part of the race, not to say that drifting is the only way to win, because it is not. As it stands the leader of the Night Kids seems to have a fairly good win record, so he obviously know how to operate his beast of a car.

"Hey, Iketani," Kenji says in an almost gloomy tone, bringing me back to the here and now, "I've been thinking about something," I look over to him, this can not be good, "Up until now I've always seen Takumi as the kind of driver who's only really fast When he's racing on his home turf, you know what I mean?" The boys are both looking at him now too, "But what if he raced on a different pass? How well do you think he would really do?" I want to roll my eyes at the imposturous inquiry but he's not exactly wrong, Takumi has never driven anything but Akina, "Do you ever think about it?" Itsuke is now looking like a deer in headlights, "Well, sure I've thought about that a few times actually, but right now we just need to focus. He can win," Iketani sends off encouraging words, as does Itsuke, even if he doesn't understand the notion of what was mentioned.

Kenji Masuda
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 148 lbs/ 67 kg
Age: 21 M

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"Its about time for them to be coming up to the five hair pins," I tell the small group as a voice gargles out of the radio, "I'm at the hairpins. I can hear 'em coming... Fast." The three of them look at me, "How do you do that every time?" Itsuke asks leaving me with a little blush, "It's his hidden talent, " Kenji slaps my shoulder making me take a few steps forward to catch myself, I give him a glare and he raises his hands in defeat and apology. I give a little yawn as I feel my eyes getting heavy, I haven't slept much since its getting to the end of the semester of university, I've been busy with school, work, as well as side work I do for some of the guys. I go up to Kenji and tug on his sleeve, "I hate to do this," I looked up at him, "But I.. really need to go home," He looks down to me with the expression that says 'but I want to see how this ends,' "I don't think I have slept since before going to class yesterday," my voice coming out in its normal whisper. He passes the walkie off to Iketani and points he thumb in my direction, "Can't have our other super weapon burning out on us," I rub my eyes with the ends of my sleeves as if by doing so I can push energy into my body.