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A Rivalry Revealed Novel #1	By : kurahieiritrJIO Category: +G to L > Initial D Views: 2435 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-A Rivalry Revealed Novel #1
- 2-Riv 2
- 3-Riv 3
- 4-Riv 4
- 5-Riv 5
- 6-Riv 6
- 7-Riv 7
- 8-Riv 8
- 9-Riv 9
- 10-Riv 10
- 11-Riv 11
- 12-Riv 12
- 13-Riv 13
- 14-Riv 14
- 15-Riv 15
- 16-Riv 16
- 17-Riv 17
- 18-Riv 18
- 19-Riv 19
- 20-Riv 20
- 21-Riv 21
- 22-Riv 22
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CHAPTER 11

Keisuke watched as Fumihiro and Matsimoto loaded coolers into the back of van number one. Their rivals had refused forfeits in favor of rescheduling their battles. Project D was preparing for their battle early Saturday afternoon. There would be no heavy course memorization training of the road. He and Takumi had memorized this course already. Ryosuke had the vans brought to their home because of Takumi's presence. The spiky haired blond smiled as he recalled Fujiwara's expressed relief at their reprieve when Ryosuke gave him the news the night before.

Keisuke had convinced the quiet amber haired racer to stay overnight. He had needed to pick up his room to make a spot for Takumi to sleep on the guest futon. Ryosuke had teased him without mercy as he worked. The blond spent much of the evening in a verbal fencing match with his brother as he stuffed things in his closet, drawers, or in boxes his mother had sent upstairs with Takumi. A number of items he found, Keisuke tossed out as useless, or unidentifiable, often in food wrappers from take out places that were open twenty-four hours. To his credit, Ryosuke's bouts of humor only arose when Takumi was out of hearing range. His brother found several errands to send Takumi on so he could torment him about the sudden cleaning spree and arrangement of his bedroom. All of his brother's jabs had revolved around his attachment to Takumi.

Keisuke was still glad of the final results, Ryosuke's ruthless teases not withstanding. He had awoken to Takumi's gorgeous face asleep nearby. He had lain on his side and watched Takumi while the other man slumbered, unaware of his being ogled. The FD racer vowed to keep his floor clear for good. He planned to create future opportunities to keep Takumi close by his side overnight. The two now stood by his yellow FD while they waited for Ryosuke to say it was time to leave.

A dark sedan pulled into the parking lot in front of the Takahashi home. A muscular man got out of the driver's side, and sauntered closer with a big smile. Akimoto wore a tank that showed how much muscle he carried. He was tall, heavy framed, with black hair, and a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. As powerhouses went, Akimoto was one of the true hulks of the class. However, he stayed in top condition so lacked the abhorrent fat that so many powerful men like him often carried on their frames.

"Hello, Keisuke. I've been watching the web site. You're looking good, my friend." Akimoto's voice was deep and boomed across the lot with good humor as he walked up. The big man thumped him on the back. Takumi started to step away as the big man towered over them both. Keisuke stopped the younger racer with a hand on his shoulder.

"Long time no see, Akimoto. This is Fujiwara Takumi, our downhill specialist. Fujiwara, this is an old friend of mine, Akimoto Jinsei." The two men shook hands and nodded to each other.

"So, Akimoto, nani have you done besides get into more trouble than any one man should?" Keisuke smiled as Tohji and an attractive woman came up to stand beside the burly hulk that smiled to show off three gold plated teeth gleaming in the afternoon light.

"Oh, you know me, a good brawl when I get called in to settle a score, and lots of beauties to chase and catch. Life's grand. This lovely jewel with me is our lovely Muramatsu Narise. Kakeru and I are delighted to have her with us." He placed an arm around both the woman, and man standing on either side of him as Keisuke expected.

Keisuke had to refrain from snickering when he noted that Fujiwara was shaken over Akimoto wrapping his arm around both the woman, and the slender man with him. "Nice to meet you, Narise-san. I've heard a bit about your from Tohji."

"As I have heard much about you, from Kakeru and Jinsei, Takahashi san." The woman bowed her head and smiled.

"Nani trouble have you had to keep Akimoto out of, Tohji?" Keisuke turned to Tohji once introductions were complete. Acting as if everything was normal seemed to also help Takumi he noted from the corner of his eye.

"Well, until Narise came into the picture, he made the same mistakes as always." A slender eyebrow rose as the older, but slender man emphasized the point about a mistake made.

"Che. So, you chased another married skirt?" Keisuke snorted with a frown leveled at his long standing friend. He watched Takumi's reactions from the corner of his eye as he spoke to the two men. It was obvious that Takumi found the news disturbing if his full lips tightening was any indication of his mental reaction.

"Doesn't he always, Keisuke?" Tohji asked on a long suffering sigh.

"I can't help it. She was a total babe, Keisuke. You should've seen her. You would've drooled right along with me." Akimoto tried to defend his position.

"Not if the onna's married. I have better sense than to chase someone's partner, especially if it's a temporary fling, Akimoto. You need to stop doing that before someone kills you." To the slender man next to Akimoto, Keisuke asked, "Tohji, naze do you stay with him when he does such obnoxious things?"

"I do love the baka, Keisuke kun."

Keisuke turned to his friend and snapped. "Akimoto, you're way too greedy!" Keisuke did not miss the embarrassed flush on Fujiwara's face as they spoke in blunt terms.

"Ah, come on. You know I can't help it. There are so many jewels, and so little time to sample them all, Keisuke kun. You know I have a hard time with keeping my hands to myself for a reason."

"Che. You always say that. I swear you don't have any common sense. You have Tohji kun, and now Narise. Nani more could you possibly need? I swear you're totally insane, Akimoto."

"Chasing jewels keep me from being depressed when I don't get to see my best friend. I never know how you are unless I hunt you down lately, Keisuke. We used to hang out so you could to cover my back in a fight. I miss that."

Keisuke noted that Takumi stroked his finger from his cheek to his chin as he did when deep in thought. Keisuke recognized what the gesture meant. The smaller man probably wondered if he should leave. That or he was wondering about his orientation due to Akimoto and Tohji's presence.

"Gomen na, but we hung out plenty while we were in school. Fujiwara, and I have to train hard to be the best street racers we can be. Otherwise, we won't get where we need to go, Aki kun."

"I know. You intend to go pro circuit so you have to make a huge impression on the street racing scene. Are you up for the pro leagues also, Fujiwara?" Akimoto turned to the man standing beside Keisuke who nodded his head affirmative. "Quiet aren't you?"

Fujiwara nodded a second time without saying anything out loud. Keisuke wondered if that was a good, or bad sign.

"Hai, Fujiwara's quiet. Anyway, with the amount we have to train, we don't have much time for things outside eating, and sleeping right now. Schedules are really tight, Akimoto."

"Keisuke, you could make time in your schedule to hang out for an afternoon with me for old times sake."

"I'll see if I can squeeze some time in soon, Akimoto. Just keep in mind that Project D's only around for one year. We've gone through seven months if you count the fall and winter prep training. The Project will be complete by early fall. I promise I'll go on a bar crawl with you once we complete the objectives for the team if I can't make it before then. Deal?"

"I'll hold you to that, Keisuke. I got cracked ribs in the last fight I was in because you weren't there. Damn, I can't find anyone who can kick ass the way you do. We make one hell of a team."

"Akimoto, there's more to life than getting into fights, . . . or chasing every person that catches your eye. We're both too old to scrap with other gangs on a daily basis. You need to consider retiring from the street fighting scene for Tohji and Narise." Keisuke continued to monitor Takumi's reactions. Tohji also watched him with quick, furtive glances, but kept quiet as he stood inside of Akimoto's arm.

Ryosuke interrupted with a raised voice. "Minasan, it's time to move out."

"Gotta get ready to leave. It was nice to meet minasan." He spoke with a sketchy bow to everyone, and walked to his car without waiting for a reply.

"Akimoto, if you have time, feel free to follow us to our meet. I'm sure you would enjoy the chance to watch Keisuke's battle tonight." Ryosuke called out. Takumi getting into hachi roku without a backward glance had Keisuke wondering if he had found standing in close proximity to bisexual men too alarming as he listened for Akimoto's answer.

"That's true, Ryosuke san. It's been a long time since I spoke with you. How's medical school these days?" The burly fighter inquired.

"Extremely busy because of clinical, plus labs on top of finishing my thesis to get my degree. I won't have time for racing once I finish this semester. That's naze I have to get my two aces names onto minasan's lips before I begin truly living in the hospital."

The chortle that greeted Ryosuke's words was rich and full of vitality. Keisuke listened to his long time friend's good humor. Although he had qualms about Akimoto's help with Takumi, he recalled why the big man would always remain a dear friend. He hoped that Akimoto would prove again to be a strong ally over the next few days. To sort out and understand Takumi was one challenge that required plenty of diverse insights that only experience could give. Akimoto had been there for him in previous difficulties. However, with a gorgeous man at stake, Keisuke was still wary that Akimoto would set his sights on his darling. He was well aware of Akimoto's insatiable libido.

Keisuke reached into his car and pulled out a sheet of paper. He handed it to Tohji. "Here's the directions. Stick close to the vans and you won't need these. We'll talk more once we arrive at the battle location."

The spiky haired blond watched his old street fighter pal get into his sedan with both of his lovers in tow. He looked over to where Fujiwara sat in hachi roku, waiting to follow him out of the lot. He knew how to get to the race, but figured he'd rattle the younger man and see if he could judge the teen's mood. He sauntered over to the panda and told his teammate, "Fujiwara, if I blink and pull aside, take over the front position. I gave my directions to Akimoto. Deal?"

"H, huh? Uhm. . . Hai." Tkaumi stammered in return with an owlish blink.

Keisuke grinned as a sudden impulsive sense of mischief bubbled up from the depths. He considered the startled expression that had crossed Takumi's face when he saw Akimoto wrap an arm around both of his companions. It appeared the younger ace had a definite prudish side, if he was not homophobic. Keisuke filed the insight away for future use. He dropped into his repainted FD, and fired up his engine. He put the car into gear with the thought that it would be an insightful night as his brother had said.
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