Takumi scowled at his reflection in the mirror. He had just finished brushing his teeth after a shower and as he was putting away his toothbrush in his mug, he happened to catch himself looking at his own reflection in the mirror. On normal nights he would've just shrugged and walked away but with what has been happening these past few days it gave him a reason to pause and examine himself.

Being clueless as he was, he still couldn't see anything that might have warranted attention by four male drivers who seemed to have taken special interest in him other than his driving skills. Therefore, dear readers, we shall have to take stock of our hero ourselves to get this story a more understandable plot.
Takumi would probably be an average 18 year old boy if it weren't for the fact that he was very pretty. His young face has managed to avoid overly teenage affliction such as pimples or cold sores and therefore he ended up looking like a poster boy for the perfect skin. His light hazel eyes framed by thick sooty lashes complemented his brown hair and his pink pouty lips which are unusual of that colour for a boy of his age completed his pretty boy image.
As I said, Takumi being Takumi, didn't see all that so he just shrugged and walked out to change and get ready for bed.


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The next day, was the usual type of day for Takumi. It was early in the morning and even with it being summer, it still made him shiver as a gust of cold morning air blew past him. After making sure that the toufu was packed inside the car, his father handed him a cup of water, and then Takumi was off. It didn't take him long to make his delivery and when he was done he sped downhill, enjoying the feel of his new engine further practicing his skills with his beloved AE86. Suddenly at the turn of a wide corner he saw a familiar yellow FD beside the road and a few metres away was a person frantically flagging at him to stop.
His eyes went wide open. Maybe if he pretended not to see Keisuke he wouldn't have a reason to stop and so he didn't, narrowly missing the young Takahashi by a mere inch. However, taking a quick glance from his rear view mirror he was shocked to see Keisuke sitting on the road before the image disappeared as Takumi's car entered another corner. Guilt creeped into his conscience and so with a heavy heart he forced his car to stop and backed it up to where Keisuke was still sitting on the road, looking disgruntled.

Takumi immedietly, got out of his car and ran towards the 21-year-old, worried.
"A-Are you all right?" he asked as he got closer, "I'm sorry, I didn't see you there."

To his surprise Keisuke jumped up and threw his arms out in flourish, "Never better. Though you did give me quite a scare."

Takumi scowled, "Then I'll leave."

"Wait!" Suddenly a hand gripped his arm and he nearly fell when Keisuke staggered to his knees.
"Oww..." winced the FD driver, "On second thought, I think I sprained my ankle."

"Why didn't you say so sooner!" berated Takumi.

Keisuke winced as Takumi helped him up, "I thought it was just a muscle pain before I stood up."

Takumi huffed, "Have you got a phone with you? I don't."

"Yeah," Keisuke replied, taking the cell out from his pocket, "Hmm... Aniki should be finishing his midnight shift at the hospital by now. He can have someone drive him over here and he can take my car later."

The younger boy nodded while Keisuke dialed the number to his brother's pager. While waiting for Ryousuke to call back, Takumi half dragged, half carried the taller boy towards the FD wondering why with only one sprained ankle he felt that Keisuke was not helping much other than clinging onto him and generally making his back strain because of the weight. He didn't feel that it was his right to complain though since he was already feeling guilty as it was and Keisuke seemed to know that since he was taking every opportunity from the distance between Takumi's AE86 and his FD to hold onto the younger boy as long as possible.

When Takumi finally managed to deposit the older boy into the yellow car with a silent groan of relief, Keisuke's phone rang. It was Ryousuke and after he told his brother about what happened and ended the call and turned to Takumi with a wide smile on his face.

"Haven't seen you for a long time, Takumi," Keisuke said, shifting his body on his seat for a more comfortable position, "I tried to call you and also went to see you at the gas station once where you worked but you never seem to be around."

Takumi turned red when Keisuke used his first name so easily. Quickly he turned his face away, not wanting to give any hint to the older boy that he was lying, "Umm... I was busy."
Actually, he had his friends from the Esso station to lie to Keisuke that he was actually at work while he hid in the office. And that was after he managed to persuade his colleagues that he was not shirking out of a challenge. He knew they wouldn't stand one of their friends being bullied for a race so he just told them that it was of a different reason - one that he wouldn't want to say for fear of being laughed at.
His father asked him once when Takumi wouldn't answer any calls, but with the way Takumi was stumbling with the words, Bunta just sighed and waved the imperfectly constructed half-truths away to continue with his tofu making. Takumi wouldn't even answer the phone even under the possibility that it would be Itsuki. He just didn't know how to handle it. Sure, Mogi practically threw herself at him and he had welcomed her with abashed happiness for who could resist the cute and vivacious girl, but accepting interest from people of the same sex was a different thing altogether, even if they were attractive young men who share the same passion as he did.

"So since you're here I want to ask you something," Keisuke spoke up, breaking Takumi from his musings.

"Ah?"

"Have you been avoiding me?"

Takumi blushed. Not only you, he wanted to say, Also your brother, Wataru and Takeshi...
"No," he said instead. It was good enough. No need to get into the details.

"Good!" Keisuke beamed, "Then you wouldn't mind if I take you out sometime this week."

"I... I guess not," Takumi mumbled, trying to keep his blushing under control.

"Great," the 21 year old driver grinned, continuing his perusal of the younger boy in front of him. Takumi fidgeted, embarrassed at being stared at when there came the sound of a car approaching them before the grey vehicle stopped beside the yellow FD. He felt an overwhelming sense of relief when Ryousuke stepped out of the unknown car and watched as the Red Suns leader walked up to them. The older Takahashi sibling was as handsome as his brother but with a bit more touch of sophistication with the way he dressed, talked and held himself in front of other people. If possible Takumi felt more intimidated by Ryousuke's mere presence than Keisuke's blatant flirtation.

"Trying to get yourself killed?" Ryousuke scolded his younger brother.

"I thought he would stop," Keisuke grumbled as Ryousuke kneeled to inspect his ankle.

Takumi scratched the back of his head in embarassment, "Gomen nasai kudasai."

"You're not all to blame," Ryousuke sighed, "This is also caused by Keisuke's impulsiveness and careless."

"Aniki...." Keisuke nearly pouted.

"Ano... if that would be all, I think I should go home now," Takumi cut in.

Keisuke looked at him with an expression that bore a similiarity to a wounded puppy, "You're not coming along?"

Takumi fidgeted again, this time under the scrutiny of the two brothers. Finally, he relented, "Alright. I'll come."


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When they reached the hospital where Ryousuke worked, again Takumi had to bear the weight of Keisuke before the FD driver could be deposited onto a wheelchair. And again when Keisuke had to be placed onto a bed for examination. Takumi's face burned when Keisuke's hands 'accidentally' touched at places he'd rather not think about while Ryousuke just shook his head at his brother's over dramatic antics who preferred to be held by Takumi rather than the male nurses or his brother.

"What possessed you to come at 4 in the morning to wait for Fujiwara?" Ryousuke sighed, inspecting the ankle again.

"I wanted to have a practice race with him," Keisuke answered, peeking at Takumi under his lashes, "I couldn't get in touch with him otherwise."

Takumi shuffled his foot guiltily.

"Well, you won't be doing any driving for a week with that," Ryousuke announced, motioning to the ankle which has turned a pale shade of green, "I'll get the nurse to bandage it up for you and then we'll pick up the salve at the pharmacy later."

"Aa," Keisuke nodded somberly.

"I'll call the nurse," Ryousuke said, standing up from his seat before pushing the surprised AE86 driver away with him. When Keisuke made a move to protest, Ryousuke gave him a look. "Stay. We'll be at the cafeteria. See you there."

And then they left him grumbling in discontent.

While Ryousuke managed to have a nurse, who was more than happy to aid the handsome intern, attend to Keisuke's ankle, Takumi made a call home to tell his father about the accident. When he was done being grounded through the phone by his father, Ryousuke was waiting for him to bring him to the cafeteria. There, they managed to get a seat near the window overlooking the hospital lawn where patients and visitors go for strolls since it was still early in the morning. Not a lot of people come to eat at that hour except for doctors or nurses for a very early breakfast.

Since Takumi didn't bring any money with him, Ryousuke paid for both their meals and they sat, the older driver chatting about the latest races while Takumi listened on with rapt interest. Before, he wouldn't have cared one way or another but ever since he started getting into the thrill of racing he has grown more interested with the basic mechanics of cars to the pleasure of his father.

"So, are you seeing someone, Fujiwara?"

Takumi nearly choked on his sandwhich at that sudden turn of conversation.
"E-Eto...." Takumi blushed again, "Th-There is this girl... but... I don't think we're as serious as before..."

"Ah," Ryousuke nodded, taking a sip from his coffee. After getting his blushing under control Takumi looked up again to see Ryousuke looking at him as if trying to see right through him. He knew he was blushing again but he refused to be intimidated by the likes of Ryousuke Takahashi just because he looks so devastatingly handsome with his intense eyes....
Takumi felt like hitting himself onto something. He didn't intend to admire Ryousuke past his driving skills and knowledge of vehicles. Certainly not towards the intense eyes and great body-

Ryousuke smiled at the boy who was blushing furiously in front of him. How cute! He wasn't so sure which field Takumi plays for but after just a minute with the AE86 driver he knew. Even with a girl Takumi said he has close acquaintence with, it still couldn't diminish the fact that the 18 year old boy was attracted to him. Ryousuke felt like crowing but since he was above that, he merely leaned over and kissed Takumi on one of his warm cheeks.

At Takumi's adorably shocked expression, Ryousuke chuckled and leaned back on his seat, "Gomen ne. You looked so cute."

"I... I...Y-You..."

"M-hm?" Ryousuke smiled, waiting for the young boy to finish stammering.

"Hey Takumi! Aniki!"

A blur of red stopped beside them and there was Keisuke, panting as if he has just ran a mile and with the wheelchair under him they guessed that he probably have done just that, only with wheels.

"So," Keisuke purred to Takumi after he managed to get his breath back, "Do you think we could still go out on that date?"

Ryousuke arched an eyebrow, "You two are going out on a date?"

"Sometime this week," Keisuke replied, not looking away from Takumi who was wishing that he was somewhere else at that moment.

"Uhmm... about that..." began Takumi worriedly.

"You have an interest in our young friend here?" Ryousuke asked, leaning his crossed arms on the table.

"Huh?" Keisuke blinked, finally turning to look at his brother with a smug smile on his face, "Of course. Why would I be asking him out on a date if it weren't for that?"

"I see," Ryousuke nodded, "Then, Takumi, I hope that you can allow me to take you out sometime this week too."

Keisuke stared at his brother in surprise, "A-Aniki... you can't mean..."

Ryousuke matched his brother's stare with his own, "I can."

"But I asked him first!" protested Keisuke.

Ryousuke's eyebrow arched again, "If you're counting firsts then since I am treating Takumi for breakfast technically we are in our first date and..."
He leaned over towards his brother with a decidedly sly smile, "I kissed him first."

"IYAAA!! TAKUMI! TELL ME IT ISN'T TRUE!!"

~end?