都会 赤山
PROLOGUE
December 1992
Undisclosed mountain pass
The nighttime sky, midnight hour has passed. Somewhere along the empty but winding two-lane road, a distant roar can be heard from the distance, ever so surely, it grows louder and louder. No passerby to witness, just only a sight of the road that seems to never end.
Tokai was just off from her daily nightshift, and decided to drive off to the mountain passes to chill and vent from the stress of minimum wage work. She usually drives the stretch of road all by herself, occasionally with traffic in her line of sight.However, something was off this night. As she accelerated from the blind curve, she saw a peculiar looking dark red car, certainly not civilian. Tokai gave herself some time to process in what she saw
“A tuner car, at this place and time? Surely something’s up”
She dropped into second gear, revs building up and the exhaust sound intensified. It is set, the tension has risen, and there is no turning back. At a moment, Tokai has caught up to the mysterious red car. Taking her sweet sweet time to analyze the car on the straights, she was able to identify that it was an ‘87 Quezon.
“So it shall, a head-on battle”
With a brief flashing of lights from the Bradford, the battle commenced. It was clear that there was a clear difference in performance philosophy, the 1 ton Bradford with its N/A 2.5L Inline 4 outputting 265 HP can keep up with the Quezon in low and mid speed corners, but the Quezon with its lightweight construction and the turbocharged Inline 4 makes the Quezon the faster car in general. In the tight low-speed sections, it is just about neck-and-neck in performance, but as soon as the pace picks up, the Bradford is nearly left in the dust. However, for some peculiar reason, the Quezon was starting to show a performance deficit.
Flashing hazard-turning signal lights from the Quezon, the battle has halted to an abrupt end. Tokai has put on the hazard signal lights to check on the pair in the car. The two cars stopped at a convenience store, then the driver of the Quezon opened the hood to check on the engine. The car leaked with water underneath and a little bit of steam exited the engine bay. Tokai turns off the Bradford, puts on the handbrake, and gets out of the car to check on the two. As she got out, she saw the sight of a tanned middle-aged looking man, and a pale youthful woman. Immediately, she heard the bickering of the two, as if they were already married for a long time.
“Heh, lovely pair we have here” She said to herself from a distance.
Tokai noticed that the man was holding an empty bottle, right after the man left to presumably find water. She grabs this moment to inquire about the duo.
“Good day, nice to meet you, what’s your name?”, Tokai said with a little smile. Facing the rather packing girl.
“…. Not much, considering what’s happening at the moment. Oh, The name’s Ryuuko, what’s yours?” Ryuuko says as she glances back averting her gaze away from the rather steamy engine, was it the turbos, perhaps? Tokai thought, spotting the rather warm and slight hint of glow from the distinctive shape of a turbocharger.
“T-the name’s… A-Akayama… T-Tokai… Ahh, I mean, a leaky pipe and a little bit of steam, n-n-nothing too bad. I’m no mechanic, but, eh, beats me” She responded whilst trying to instigate small talk, as curiosity got the better of her. The almost similar air to her, was she just like her? Many thoughts circulate throughout her mind. But she kept it to herself regardless, with Ryuuko pointing towards the open engine,
“This has been a recurring problem since I installed this turbo kit,I keep on losing boost pressure. I cannot really pin it down, but I can say one of them might be related to the housing for the intercooler.”Ah it made sense, she thought, these kind of kits are fairly new after all, and Tokai herself had seen many instances of the kits with varying degrees of success, linking her past experience from other people’s cars,
“Perhaps the reason for the leaky pipe, also explains why your partner went ahead with an empty bottle to get some water” ”Evidently pointing to a light leak of steam from the pipe, caught up with her small talk as she blurted out the ‘word’. She looks back up to see a very flustered and bright red faced Ryuuko,
“P-p-p-artner???!??, nonono, It’s not like that!!!”” As she looks away only to lock gazes with her ‘partner’.
The man from earlier walked out of the convenience store, just as Ryuuko slowly turned her head, as she just recovered from her stuttering, pausing to process what just happened. As the two eyes meet, they stare at each other intimately. Tokai realized that what she just caused was way beyond what she originally intended to do, and felt the shock in her spine. The two faces lit up red, flustered. As Kento muttered to himself,
“Ah, ok” ”As he shyly scratches the back of his head, looking away from Ryuuko.
Tokai just stood there, slightly bewildered by the whole ordeal,“Oh, I didn’t mean it, I am sorr-”
“JEEZ, IT’S NOT LIKE THAT AT ALL!” A flustered Ryuuko glaring at Tokai, with a hint of slight frustration.
“I am sorry, I am sorry, I didn’t mean to”” An apologetic Tokai recoiled. Muddled in her brief moments of frustration, Ryuuko regained her composure. Slightly distraught from her brief outburst, apologizes for the sudden outburst.
“Oh, it’s nothing, I should be the one apologizing for shouting at you…” Kento walks in and interjects with a smug remark, “Yeah yeah yeah, you always say that to people” Ryuuko angrily lashes back at the smug Kento, “You…. shut up!” ”
As she then looks at Tokai to explain, “Don’t mind him, he is one to crash his own car” Kento retaliates back to her statement, “Says the person who also binned her car” , Kento smugly replies, as the two lock gazes, it’s one of their lover arguments? Tokai thought…”
Tokai patiently waited before she was able to speak,“Uhm…”
Eventually, it was Ryuuko who noticed the poor soul that was now slowly shifting away from them. “O-oh, right! Once again, sorry about that, this guy never likes to give up on his arguments.” Kento mumbled something inaudibly, but after Ryuuko nudged him, he ended up shutting up. Ryuuko looked behind the short-haired girl, and spotted the faint silhouette of the blue Bradford, immediately recognizing it as the car that trailed behind them earlier. “I see, you’re the driver of that… Uhm, what vehicle is that?””
Upon hearing Ryuuko’s interest in her vehicle, Tokai managed to gather up some confidence. She felt a sudden glow in her eyes as finally, someone approached her about cars, something her introverted self had intensely desired deep down, and as such she puffed her chest out and began explaining.
“W-well! It’s a 1985 Bradford Pansy Sport! British-built, but Japanese-driven!”” She enthusiastically said.
“Oh, a British car, huh? How did that even get here?” Kento wondered.”
“U-umm… W-well… “” While Tokai was fumbling with her words, Ryuuko shoved the bottles and flashlight towards Kento and began walking over to the baby blue British sports coupe, dimly illuminated by the soft lighting of the convenience store. It’s distinct silhouette was unlike anything that came from Japan.
Ryuuko squatted down in front of the car, and reached her arm out to it. Tokai started getting anxious as her arm slowly moved closer towards the car’s aluminum bodywork.
“U-um-!””
As Tokai spoke, the girl’s arm stopped in its tracks, and she turned her head up towards her. Kento crossed his arms and spoke up as well.
“Y’know Ryuuko, it’s best you don’t randomly touch some random girl’s car on your first meeting.”
Ryuuko shot a menacing glare at Kento, and he immediately looked away, instead walking back over to, before she looked back at Tokai and flashed her a smile.
JUNIPER: EXTRA STAGE
December 1992
The quiet buzz of the incandescent lamps finally fell silent as the shop closed down for the night. Ryuuko stood outside below the street lamp near the parking lot, dimly lit in an orange hue as she waited for Kento who eventually came out of the shop.
“So how much longer will it take?” Asked Ryuuko as she went ahead and intercepted the tall figure. Kento sighed and shrugged.
“A few more weeks apparently. They don’t seem to have the parts in stock still, could be as a result of the holidays but I’m not sure anymore.”
“I see. Well, let’s hop in I guess.” She yawned as she walked over to the red Quezon sitting across the quiet street. She inserted the key into the keyhole on the door, turning it made the door open with a clank, before she hopped into the car and leaning over to open the passenger’s side door to allow Kento in, which he did subsequently. Ryuuko unzipped her jacket as she sat down at the driver seat, before plugging the key into the ignition and turning it partially to first take a peek at the clock.
“11:52” It read.
Kento’s eyes grew wide as he glanced at the clock. Ryuuko took notice of this as she flicked the ignition fully forwards, and asked him what the matter was.
“My apartment has a curfew from 12:00 AM to 4:00 AM. No one can enter, or exit without valid reasoning.” He sighed. “Since my apartment is on the other side of town, even driving recklessly won’t get us there on time.”
“O-oh! I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have dragged you along if you actually had a curfew. What will you do now?” Worry started to seep down Ryuuko’s spine.
“I’m not sure exactly. I wonder if there are any hotels open at this time?”
They both sat there for a moment to think about how to go through this. While Kento thought about his relatives in the area, Ryuuko’s mind seemed to wander off in a certain direction, flustering herself up in the process. She had lived in the area for pretty much her entire life, and she knew that the only hotels that were open at this time were love hotels, and the only other viable option that she thought was there, was to spend the night with her at her own apartment, which doesn’t have a curfew.
But Ryuuko had never invited a guy to come over to her place, ever. Kento was one of the first guys she has ever truly been acquaintances with, and so like a young girl her mind raced immediately to the copious amounts of Josei manga and romance she had read over the course of her life. She continously shook her heads as she tried to suppress these thoughts. As this was happening, Kento was running out of ideas and as he glanced over to Ryuuko, he found her face in a tint of red, and now he had gotten worried to.
“R-Ryuuko? Are you okay?” He slowly moved his hand to place it over Ryuuko’s shoulder. Upon feeling Kento’s cold and course hand touch her bare shoulder, she immediately felt a chill go through her back as she flinched and turned her head towards Kento, her face slowly turning a full red as her senses filled the spot where they were making contact.
“W-wait a minute!!! Not too fast!!!” She yelled as she clenched her jacket, even Kento was taken aback from this sudden outburst from Ryuuko. “A-ah! S-sorry!” He immediately retracted his arm.
The two of them once again sat there awkwardly, the quiet hum of the turbocharged four-cylinder droning in the back as they thought for a moment. Eventually however, Ryuuko gulped and finally spoke up.
“H-hey… If you don’t have a place to head to tonight… m-maybe you could… c-c…” Her voice began to trail off as she tried to get the words out. Kento was just barely able to make out what she was trying to say, although he wasn’t exactly sure, his face started to turn red as well as certain thoughts raced around his mind. Ryuuko looked up at Kento, who awaited her to finish her words before he would jump to conclusions, and she mustered up the courage finally and asked.
“… do you want to c-come over to my place, f-for the n-night?”
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Ryuuko lay there in bed, staring intently at Kento’s back. She could smell his musky scent mixed in with her own shampoo as she attempted to quietly inch closer. She gulped as she felt something within her, as if her body was heating up and she found her right hand moving down to her crotch. An urge was building up in her head, and before she knew it she opened her mouth and called out to the younger guy in front of her.
“K-Kento…” She whispered softly.
“Y-you don’t have to whisper… I-is there something wrong? Should I get out of bed?”
“N-no… b-but… could you turn around and face me instead?”
She heard a sigh in front of her, and eventually Kento turned around to face her. The two of them stared into one another before Ryuuko looked down into the covers. Their hands were nearly touching, and she took the opportunity to reach out for it. Her small hands were almost entirely covered by his’, and she felt her face heat up slightly and she looked back up at him and chuckled.
“R-Ryuuko?” He nervously asked. His heart was thumping rapidly, and he didn’t know what to do in this situation. Technically, he and Ryuuko were still friends, and supposedly nothing more than that. But he knew more than that obviously, and his feelings didn’t lie to him. The more he looked at her smiling face, dimly lit by the streetlights seeping in from the window, the more he felt as though he was about to melt right where he lay.
“I’ve really enjoyed the time we’ve spent, Kento.” She inched closer towards Kento, their legs almost intertwining with one another’s. They could now feel each other’s breaths landing on each other, and Ryuuko’s face started to flush a slightly deeper red, not that Kento could see it. “It may not seem like it, but… e-every time I’m with you, I feel as though my h-heart pounds h-harder. It’s something I can’t exactly put into words.” She said as she pulled Kento’s hand closer to her.
“I-I feel the same way too, Ryuuko.” He leaned in closer towards her face smiled back at her, together they shared a warm smile as they chuckled softly in bed.
“H-hey… u-um…”
Once again, that feeling of warm desire travelled down Ryuuko’s body, and she couldn’t help but sit up from where she laid. From Kento’s view, her bare busty figure slowly revealed itself as she slowly unbuttoned the top of her shirt, the outdoors casting a faint rim light around her as she slowly undressed and revealed her puffy pink nipples.
“R-Ryuuko?!”
“W-wait, Kento! I-I know this seems sudden, but… throughout this entire night, I was holding it back. In the shower I couldn’t help but just think of being with you. The first night we met on the touge, I thought you were so cool the way you didn’t think too much about how you totally binned your car. K-Kento… p-please… will you do it with me tonight?” She said as her unbutton shirt continued sliding down her arms.
Kento was taken aback, he did not know that she reciprocated his feelings that much, and so he sat up, and took ahold of the girl’s shoulders. “Ryuuko, say no more.” After the witty remark, he leaned in for the kiss, slowly sliding his arms down her bare shoulders and moving towards her chest. He heard Ryuuko squeal as he attempted to slip his tongue into her mouth. She eventually obliged, and their oral cavities were filled with one another’s tongues in an erotic binding of their mouth juices in a lover’s sweet tango. Ryuuko’s voice leaked out as she attempted to pull away from the grasp of Kento’s lips.
It was intense however, and she was running out of breath as she made her attempts. It was too good, even for her, and her mind constantly tingled wondering where someone like him would’ve gotten these techniques of his. Suddenly, she felt herself jolt as a course feeling began rubbing from the sides of her body, to around the shape of her chest. She wrapped her arm’s around the younger guy, and pushed her body towards his, with her large bosom now pushing up towards Kento’s own chest.
They finally pulled away from the kiss, and erotically, a single string of saliva slung between their tongues. Immediately, Ryuuko dove back into her lover’s mouth, savouring every moment they were bound with one another as they entered another passionate mouth-to-mouth meeting.
Kento wrapped his large arms around Ryuuko’s waist, slowly sliding them down her smooth body towards her pants, he slid them into her rear compartment and slowly moved his hands around. Ryuuko squealed even more as her pants slowly slid down and away from her lower area, revealing her bottom out. As her panties were pulled down from beneath her, she felt a small strand of her love juice drip out from within her wet puffy entrance as it slowly revealed itself.
Kento’s fingers slowly made their way down towards her special area, and upon meeting the entrance of her gates, he slowly moved them in and out, utilizing her dripping juices as an easy way in. Her voice suddenly launched out as she felt his finger arrive inside of her, moving around excitedly as she tried her best to hold out, but eventually her hips gave way, and with a loud cry, she felt her entire lower body feel an unusual satisfaction she’d never had felt before, and she sat there panting heavily, occasionally making an erotic moan as she readjusted herself.
She pushed herself away from Kento and stared into his dark eyes for another moment. She unwrapped her arms from around his neck, placing them behind her as she got up on her knees and slowly pulled down Kento’s shorts to reveal his marvelous log, primed and ready to be bound with Ryuuko. “S-shall we?” She asked between breaths. Kento nodded and slowly Ryuuko’s hips lowered themselves onto his lap, she would moan loudly as his great thing slid right into her like a perfect fit, her insides wrapping all around Kento as she breathed heavily.
“K-Kento…”
“R-Ryuuko…”
Kento pulled Ryuuko in for a kiss, and she subsequently began moving her hips up and down, sliding herself against him in a passionate binding ceremony that lasted throughout the night.
“I-I am?” Tokai felt her face start to slightly heat up from the compliment, and she began fiddling around with her thumbs. “I-I never really thought so… I haven’t been driving for that long so I-I’m not really sure if I deserve these words…”
“Hey, Ryuuko! You’ve gotta come see this!” Kento suddenly called out, and Ryuuko got up from where she was squatting, walking over to the hood of the dark red coupe and looking through the hood. Tokai went ahead and followed Ryuuko.
“Looks like I’ve found the cause of all this steam. Water pump looks like it’s leaking, and that’s causing the engine to overheat, and consequently, the turbocharger as well. But as for the loss of boost pressure, we’re likely going to have to check it back at the shop.” He said confidently as he shone the flashlight towards the key points of the engine bay. Ryuuko looks down into the bay and sighs. “Well, that’s probably going to be another expensive thing to repair… I think it’s best we call Ellie, don’t want to risk the engine going poof all of a sudden.”
Ryuuko looked back at Tokai, who looked as if she was about to go already. She walked over to the passenger’s seat, and fiddling around a bit in the cabin, she came out with a piece of paper in hand, filled with some basic information.
“It seems you have somewhere to go, but it’d be nice if we could meet again sometime!” She says as she hands over the paper.
“I-I see…! U-Um… !“ Tokai was unable to make out the words she wanted to say, but all she could do in the moment was just bow to the older girl before her, before looking back up to see a warm smile greeting her. She felt her face fluster up slightly as she walked back to her car, occasionally glancing back to continue seeing the two bicker about as usual.
Eventually, Tokai entered refuge in her own car. Reaching to her keys, as she instinctively eases onto the clutch, twisting the key. A moment of respite, as the engine stutters with the fluctuating buildup of the ignition skirting. It refused to start, stalling as she panicaly attempting to start the car again. With the constant skirting of the ignition, the two turn around as they glance at a flustered Tokai, the two look at each other as Kento slightly snickers, before finally bursting into laughter.
“Sorry, sorry, sorry!” As Kento covers his mouth in an attempt to hold back his laughing, with Ryuuko nudging him to stop laughing. “Jeez! Is that all you ever do?!”
ABOUT
Akayama Tokai is a fresh college graduate who just landed a job at a generic logistics office (Makai Logistics Ltd.). She plans to venture out into the world of illegal street racing, so with her “powers” working for a logistics company, she was able to call her rich relative who works in Britain to procure a cheap dailable car for her (belated) graduation gift. After months of searching, her relative was able to find a mint Bradford Pansy Sport for a reasonable price.
Having waited for about half a year dealing with paperwork to get the Bradford in the Land of the Rising Sun, Tokai was able to get her hands on the car. She asked her dad if he knew any tuners around the area. Tokai’s dad was able to point out to a colleague he knows that specializes in engine tuning. Spending about ½ of her total savings on the car, she was able to afford a tuning package that was able to increase power output by about 50+ hp. She was also able to reduce weight by getting rid of the rear seats.
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