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Alternate Tracks 2nd Story in Rivalry Series	By : kurahieiritrJIO Category: +G to L > Initial D Views: 2560 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER 21

By the end of the first run, Takumi's freakish adaptability fascinated Keisuke. As Iketani had promised, Takumi understood the FD's weight and balance within a few corners. Keisuke was shocked that the nineteen-year-old uncovered nuances of a car he had never driven before reaching the halfway point on Akina's downhill slope. Keisuke had driven this machine for close to four years, and had missed nuances in handling that Takumi noticed within minutes. The blond learned of several he had missed as they drove Akina's downhill, and returned to the top on the first lap. They were almost at the course head when Keisuke came to a decision.

"Stay on the main road, Takumi."

"Eh?"

"Don't go into the pullout."

"Naze?"

"I want you to make a second run."

"Are you sure? Don't you think you should try to do the next run, Keisuke?"

"I just realized something. I need you to drive again so I can be sure that I'm right."

"Okay."

Takumi made a U turn. He drove back down with even stronger results as Keisuke threw his focus into noting G forces and weight shifts. Takumi told him his impressions a second time as he repeated the run. No matter how often Keisuke had ridden shotgun with Takumi in his hachi roku, this was a different experience entirely. Takumi's driving skills in hachi roku were more frightening, but not by much. Every run he had Takumi make showed Keisuke even more subtleties about Takumi's innate driving skills.

Cars stopped acted like machines when his downhill-specialist got behind the wheel. Keisuke had been correct to describe Takumi's body awareness as seeing the car as an extension of his body whenever he drove. The yellow Mazda was Keisuke's baby, but it handled like a strange new predator as Takumi drove it. His FD had always been a champion, but it suddenly became something more. Not a drop of water spilled as they tackled the corners. Takumi established a different rhythm, and new finesse in how the machine handled as he pushed the vehicle to its real limits. Every subtlety Keisuke noticed as the teenager drove shifted his perceptions of his boyfriend, plus his own car.

'Takumi somehow transcends the vehicle as he drives it. Even my FD is responding like his hands and feet. Even Aniki can't achieve this kind of control in his FC. It's as if Takumi's conscience merges with whatever he drives. He's compensating for the FD's tires loss of grip. It's like an instinct takes over as Takumi compensates for the tires slippage. I wonder if Takumi could achieve these kinds of reactions in other styles of cars too? Or is it only the F-R class that he can drive with this kind of consistent performance?'

"Takumi, let's give the FD a break."

"Sounds good. The tires are slipping a lot now. Feel like you're getting the hang of this, Keisuke?"

"Hai. I've learned a lot tonight."

The duo returned to the top of the course where Iketani and Kenji remained. Keisuke had found another reason why the younger man he loved dazzled him. Takumi parked behind the hachi roku, and cut the engine.

"You know something, Takumi?"

"Uhm, nani?"

"You really are amazing, dear heart."

"Are you mad at me, Keisuke? You've been quiet tonight." Takumi's voice was timid as he sat waiting for a reaction.

"I'm not upset at all. I'm awed."

"Naze, Keisuke?"

"I was paying attention to how you drive. I noticed that the rhythms you use were different between both of the cars. I thought you would use the same kind of rhythm you use with the hachi roku, but you didn't. Setups, and everything else you did while driving the FD was tailored to accommodate this car. The weight shifts that you do are better than mine. I never understood just how incredible your instincts are until you used my FD. Because I know my car, I finally see where I've had so much trouble with the water trick."

"I simply noticed how the car moved by feel as we went downhill. I did things based on how each turn distributes the weight in your FD. I didn't do it to make you feel like I'm a better driver because you're awesome too, Keisuke."

"I know I'm a damned good street racer. Nevertheless, I got a much better understanding of weight shifting tonight because I was riding with you. I think I finally understand the things you've been trying to describe, but, I doubt I'll ever transcend a car's normal limits the way you do, Takumi. It's become an instinct with you that surpasses trained skill."

"Are you serious, Keisuke? Oyaji made me drive with the cup for a long time. I got so good at being able to tell things with the car I'm driving because he made me train with the cup every morning."

"Takumi, once you found the things you were looking for in how FD's weight is distributed. Once you understood its reaction times, the FD changed. I felt the difference immediately. The handling got tighter, and the way the FD moved was more, predatory, . . . for a lack of a better word. You brought out things in this car I didn't know it had on subtle levels. When the tires started to slip, you compensated for that without thinking about the slippage that I could tell. You changed the set ups without needing time to recognize you had to do so, Takumi."

Takumi looked at him as misgivings clouded his features. "I did?"

"Hai, you did. If you don't get that look off your face, I'm going to be forced to embarrass you."

"Eh?"

"That look makes me want to kiss you senseless because you're the sexiest man alive, and I've had to keep my hands to myself all night"

Takumi shifted in the driver side seat. Keisuke chuckled as he leaned closer to his blushing lover. "Uhm, Iketani and Kenji are still here. I think that would be a very bad idea, Keisuke. It's bad enough that we freaked Itsuke out a few days ago."

"I still want to kiss you. Mostly, I want to kiss you from the tip of your head to your toes and watch you lose control, Takumi."

"You really are a hentai."

"Only for you, Takumi. Then I'm a hentai, lovesick, and sappy air-head, plus a few other choice things." Takumi gave him a look that mixed confusion with amusement as he tilted his head. Keisuke teased, "Didn't expect me to say that, did you? You and Aniki are the ones who've said it. You told me I was looking at you like a love-struck puppy a few days ago. I'm not going to deny it after Aniki said pretty much the same thing with a few additions."

"Ryosuke san called you a sappy air-head?" Takumi's voice held a touch of disbelief that suited his expression.

Keisuke wiggled his eyebrows suggestively to bait the younger man. "It must be the grin I get whenever I'm daydreaming about you."

"Keisuke?!" Takumi looked scandalized as usual. Keisuke teased him just to get him to react in such a manner. He adored getting Takumi to fidget and blush.

"Don't you ever find yourself thinking about me?"

"Hai. I've never been told that I had a sappy look on my face because of it. I guess because I normally look spaced out, it saves me from the air-head comments."

Keisuke glanced down at his car's dashboard clock. "It's almost midnight. Let's call it a night, my own."

"Are you sure? You sat shotgun most of tonight. Shouldn't you drive a few laps, Keisuke?" Takumi asked.

"I had to figure out the feeling to pay attention to when I'm in the FD. I'm beginning to get your descriptions now. If I drive much, before it sinks in, I might lose everything I'm figuring out because I'll focus on the stuff I know best before it sinks in."

Takumi nodded his head with a slow reply. "That makes sense. I know you can't focus on more than one thing at a time. I guess it would make it easier to master the sensations you have to understand if you don't drive hard tonight."

"I've been burning it all into my brain so I'm pretty tired."

"Gomen, Keisuke. Naze didn't you tell me?"

Keisuke opened his door and placed a foot on the pavement. "I know my limits. Besides, I finally know how to improve my body awareness. So don't apologize for frying my brain while helping me understand your meanings."

Iketani and Kenji were talking as they leaned on the S thirteen's fender. Takumi called, "Uhm, I noticed that Itsuke and Kenta san took off along time ago. How come you two stayed when it's so late?"

"We were curious about how things went tonight, Takumi kun. Kenta and Itsuke started talking about cars and mechanics. Itsuke mentioned that he has a bunch of car books and magazines from America. Kenta was interested in seeing them so they took off."

"Kenta's something of a car fanatic, the same as Takeuchi." Keisuke replied.

"How's the training going now? Did you figure out the sensations that Takumi's been talking about, Keisuke san?"

"I finally understand part of the sensations Takumi's tried to explain, Kenji. I couldn't get it before because I was riding shotgun or driving hachi roku. Having Takumi drive my FD was a good idea. I felt the differences, and they started to make sense as he relayed the sensations he felt while driving my FD. The fact that Takumi sets up for corners differently in the FD drove the point home that each car has different needs too."

"Takumi kun's an amazing driver. I'll never handle Sylvia the way he does. It was a treat to ride next to him while he showed me Sylvia's real potential."

"Funny, I thought it was the most terrifying experience of your life, Iketani. The first time you passed out in the hachi roku by the third corner. When he drove your S-thirteen, you still looked ready to feint, or puke, but I guess you'd ridden shotgun enough times to stay conscious."

"Well, I've never seen you beg a ride with Takumi kun. Itsuke and I both know Takumi's real abilities because we've both let him drive our cars. Takumi's proven all our cars can do. Guess it goes to show who has more faith, and courage. Doesn't it, Kenji?"

Keisuke lit a cigarette as he listened to their good-natured insults. "Takumi's techniques are unusually intense. People say that they can relax when they ride with a good driver. That's usually the case. However, Takumi surpasses most good drivers. That's probably the reason Iketani feinted the first time he rode shotgun."

"Matte. How can you say that Takumi makes people feint because he's a great driver?" Kenji asked with a tilted head. Keisuke saw Takumi's confused frown from the corner of his eye.

Iketani nodded his head. His chin rested on his fist as he cupped his elbow in his palm. "It's true, Kenji. It's beyond description when Takumi kun drives."

"Think of it this way, Kenji. The minute Takumi gets behind the wheel, cars stop acting like they expect cars to behave. He transcends the car's normal limitations by compensating through weight shifts and changes in cornering setups based upon the individual car's weight, handling capacity, and central balance ratios. Those are pro level skills that Takumi uses through instinct instead of normal concentration. His body awareness is that advanced. Good drivers have to think about everything they're doing. They don't transcend the car's limits, or move beyond the normal safety zones when driving hard on a course. They leave more distance between themselves and guardrails to play it safer than Takumi does. That means the car stays a car for the person that's riding shotgun. Takumi's style is a lot more intense than most people can handle. I've ridden shotgun with Takumi enough times to become immune to the fear factor his skills cause."

"I think you're right, Keisuke san. It feels like the car becomes Takumi's hands and feet somehow. So, you find it hard to grasp that it's still a machine as he tackles the corners. Worse, Takumi tends to only use one hand part of the time as if he were on a slow holiday drive. That makes riding with him so freaky." Iketani chimed in.

"Uhm, guys? Naze do you think that? Anyone can probably learn how to drive like I do. If they practice long enough with the water cup, they should master the true basics. I trained for several years to master that trick. Maybe, you could all master it faster than I did if you train hard."

Takumi rubbed his cheek with his index finger in slow maddening strokes that made Keisuke grit his teeth to keep from responding to the provocative, yet innocent gesture.

Keisuke snapped as his libido began to stir. "I think you need to accept that you're way too modest, Fujiwara. Hell, I learned that you're better at weight shifting because of your awareness of the central balancing point tonight. I've got serious catching up to do now that I've figured out the piece of the puzzle I've been missing!"

Iketani and Kenji both chuckled at his rebuke. Takumi looked back at him and shrugged. Keisuke noted that his cheeks reddened under the street lamp.

"Accept the praise, Takumi kun. I doubt Keisuke san gives much of that out."

"Uhm, that's true, Kenji sempai."

"Anyway, I've overloaded my brain, Fujiwara. Let's call it a night. I don't want to lose everything I managed to stuff into my head."

"Hai, Keisuke san."

"We'll see you guys later. Come on Fujiwara, let's head out." Takumi nodded. Keisuke contained a smirk as his mind entertained different ideas of how he wanted to go about arousing his boyfriend as he moved back to his FD.

Although Takumi had an emotional melt down earlier in the evening, he had recovered his equilibrium. Keisuke wanted to hold him. If he was going to insure Takumi became comfortable asking for affection, then he had to make certain his lover hated being without that commodity. Keisuke dropped into the FD's driver seat with a smirk on his face and turned on the ignition.

Takumi drove out of the pull out and Keisuke took the lead in a few corners. He had every intention of getting private time with his beloved before he went home. Whether it went beyond holding each other, no longer mattered. As much as he craved the physical connection he enjoyed with Takumi, he also wanted his younger lover to feel content in his arms. Keisuke wanted to remind Takumi of how much he loved him foremost.

Keisuke pulled off the road midway down the mountain and waited for Takumi to park. He walked over to the hachi roku, and grinned down at his paramour who had an amused expression on his face as he rolled his window down. "I knew you couldn't wait to get out of there." Takumi teased him with a genuine smile as he leaned out his window.

"Of course not. I want to wrap myself around you now."

"You always want to do that, Keisuke."

"I was a very good student tonight, and even managed to pound missing details into my thick skull. Don't I deserve a reward?"

Keisuke baited his boyfriend, and grinned when Takumi flushed. The younger man looked down at the pavement in a way that Keisuke could only describe as demure. Only his prudish darling could look so incredibly sexy while acting so modest.

"I'm glad you're getting the hang of it. I know that once it clicks, you'll improve faster than I did. Oyaji never bothered explaining anything I was supposed to achieve with the water trick. Knowing the sensations to look for will help you get it faster than I did, Keisuke."

The teenager really was a prude at times. He pulled his chin up and gave Takumi a kiss through his driver side window. Keisuke was adamant to remind his beloved that they were together for good reasons, and for the chemistry. "Do you have any idea how much I love you, Takumi?"

"I guess it's a lot since you've put up with plenty of headaches to keep us together for the last couple of months."

"Don't start that again." Keisuke grabbed his boyfriend's hand and held onto it. Takumi interlaced their fingers as he returned the hold. "If I knew the perfect way to show you how much you mean to me I would, Takumi."

"You already have, Keisuke. You did that when you said you can't walk away from me. I'm starting to get comfortable with believing you aren't going to vanish on me. So, . . . I'll make sure your ryōshin accept me, if they find out about us."

Keisuke felt his heart jump as he looked into Takumi's serious eyes. His lips covered his younger lover's again. When he let Takumi up for air, the amber-haired youth looked at him with half-lidded eyes.

"Hm, does that look mean I've got your full attention, my own?" Keisuke held his amber-haired lover's head as his lips' dove for another deep kiss before Takumi could answer. A quiet moan mid-kiss was all the answer he needed. Keisuke pulled back a second time. "I do, don't I?"

The youth's bedroom eyed expression made Keisuke's body ache. With just a look from Takumi, the spiky-haired blond's blood pressure jumped and his heart pounded in his ears. He knew Takumi wanted him. Keisuke caught his lower lip between gentle teeth and taunted him into reaction. He made sure Takumi's temperature was on the rise. The younger man responded as his tongue darted out to flick across Keisuke's teeth. Keisuke obliged as he sealed his lips to Takumi's and opened his mouth. Their tongues entwined as they sought to gain the upper hand over each other.

"Keisuke, you always have my attention." Takumi's voice was uneven when he was next allowed to speak.

"Takumi, if you keep looking at me like that I'm going to finish what I started the other day." Takumi swallowed hard with a look that made Keisuke think he wanted much more.

"Are you sure, Keisuke? Things might get intense and you're supposed to drive home tonight."

"If you want intensity, my own, that's fine with me. I said we would make love again, and I meant it." Keisuke dropped his voice to a smokey, whispered tone. Takumi's demeanor shifted into even more seductive ranges as his eyes matched his uneven breathing. Keisuke's groin twitched as he looked into those blatantly sensual, half lidded orbs. "We can go at whatever pace we want if we hit a hotel, my own. I cleared up any possible confusion so there won't be any more interruptions because of poorly timed phone calls."

Takumi pulled Keisuke in for another kiss, intent to say everything he felt without words. It was a hot and passionate kiss as Takumi dropped his reserved public face, and proved how much he wanted the same physical contact Keisuke craved. Lush lips easily translated anything Takumi failed to say with words through his inflaming touch.

Keisuke felt the hungry edge in his lover's caress. Keisuke broke the kiss with reluctance. "Let's get out of here before I forget we're in public and do something stupid again."

Keisuke dove back into his FD and drove out of the lot with Takumi following. They dashed down the final stretch of mountain at full speed. It was a pleasure to see Takumi doing a perfect parallel drift with him as the pair headed toward the hotel Keisuke had researched when he was last online.

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