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yui_miyamotofandom: Initial D
title: Invincible.
pairing: Ryousuke x Takumi
rating: pg-13
description: Ryousuke suddenly appears at Takumi ‘s house to ask him a favor, but is there something underlying his request? (Note: Shounen-ai)
Disclaimer – Initial D is the property of Shigeno-sensei and is in no way mine. :)
Invincible.
By Miyamoto Yui
Chapter 22 – The power of choice.
Somehow, I was able to get a seat near the door so I leaned onto the side guard. I took out my headphones and listened only to have some background, some noise to disrupt the sounds of the train moving closer to Takasaki.
Gata gata gata…
Looking across, it was pure black with only occasional dots of light from the houses sparsely distanced from one another. It had been very different to drive through and for once, I was glad to just sit and be a passenger. To process everything.
Paradoxes…I wanted to be around people, but didn’t want to talk to anyone at all too. This was a part of me that probably Itsuki understood, but I was too stubborn to admit it. It was like I didn’t mind crowds as long as they didn’t talk to me because I wouldn’t know how to react.
My phone started to ring and I scrambled to turn it off, forgetting I had headphones on so no one could hear it anyway. Others on the train were too tired to bother to look at me dismissively. Without even reading the screen, I knew it was Ryousuke.
After rubbing the sides with my thumb and replaying the song, I snuggled against the side guard to my right side.
I don’t want to talk to you but I want to be comforted. However, this isn’t something you can fix with your theories.
Closing my eyes, my mind played its own mini film clips…
“Are you listening to me, Takumi~?”
“Yes, I am.”
“Then say something.”
“I’m not exactly-“
“Takumi!”
Mika’s back was facing me as she looked in the mirror. Wearing a camisole with tight jeans and red heels, she turned her hips to make sure that the outfit was just right.
I was too dumbfounded by the red heels and her ankles that by the time I saw her hip bone, my hand instinctively already covered my nose just in case. Nothing, and I mean NOTHING was registering. All her words were jumbled together in my mind.
So innocent. She didn’t know that she was already seducing me.
I was REALLY glad she’d slapped me so that now, I could see this.
“I’ll take it then.”
“Hmm?”
When we were walking out, I was lightly gripping the strings of her purchase. Her hands were folded in back of her, smiling proudly to herself. “Thanks for buying it. It’ll be my lucky outfit from now on.”
“Why do you say that?”
“I’ve never seen you drool before.”
“Uhh…”
She kissed me on the cheek. “You were really cute.”
On the drive back to her house, she was on cloud nine, grinning to herself while hugging the bag. Looking out the window, I smiled to myself and then resumed watching the road.
#####
She pushed her dress down as it billowed out with the strong gust of wind.
I was overpowered by the way the sun fell on her. She wiped sweat from her brow. Her teeth were showing as she smiled at me like there was nothing wrong with the world. I really believed it.
Another battle in two days and all of this would have been a distant memory.
Mika had insisted that even if she was dressed up, she’d wanted to still practice at the end of the day. It made sense. In order to spend a least two more hours together, this was the only solution we could come up with.
The leather gloves against the steel golf club. Her waist twisted as she held the club back in full concentration.
Pwack!
The white ball was off the tee with such grace that it was the first time the rush of the battles coincided with her world.
I really wanted her.
That was the day I asked her to be my girlfriend.
#####
“Huh?”
Hugging me from behind, she’d caught me off guard. She squeezed me tighter while her knees pressed against my ass.
“What’s wrong?”
I had my back towards the lake and crossed my arms while eyeing the ’86.
Sighing, I shook my head, not wanting to show her such a stupid side of me.
“No, really. You should tell me. You look depressed.”
“Sorry. It must be a drag going on a date like this.”
She shook her head, the ends of her hair tickling my face. “No. Actually, I kind of like it.”
“No way…”
“You keep looking at your car. Did it have to do anything with yesterday’s battle?”
I gave a slight nod. “I’ve faced him before, but this time he said I should develop myself here. To not lose what I have while going down the mountain.”
“Then why do you look so confused?”
“When I tried to discuss this with Ryousuke-san, he wasn’t mad, but looked a bit…perturbed? He said that that guy was right, but that I don’t fully understand either. That not to mix up my pride and fearlessness on the mountain and underestimate the closed circuit.”
Mika brushed the back of her fingers on my right cheek and whispered, “I don’t know your leader, but I think he's telling you to move forward and not look back.”
I turned my head so that I could kiss her fingers.
Your voice could always soothe down the things I never asked you to fix…
Keeping my eyes shut, I sighed again.
I cherish both of you.
“The next stop is Takasaki. This is the last stop. Thank you for riding…”
Getting off the train, I glanced at my phone screen, “Missed call. Ryousuke.” I knew he was probably just a few blocks away, but as I walked up the stairs, I debated if I should call Itsuki instead. More than ever, I wanted to talk and be silent at the same time. I wanted to be with someone, get drunk, anything to relieve the image of Mika’s face while she was crying. All because of me.
*/*/*/*/*/00000
Message (140/140)
Name: Takahashi R.
Subject: None
Attachment: None
I’m sorry. I will see you in Hakone.
I sent the email right before Itsuki drove up to the FamiMi convenience store in front of the station, facing the hotel where I’d met Ryousuke’s parents.
Looking half dead, Itsuki didn’t open his mouth as I came and sat in the car. He could tell though. After years of being together, not saying anything was louder, clearer than actually talking. I was sure he’d already guessed what had happened.
As we got onto the main street, he questioned, “Hey, can I ask you something?”
“Yeah?”
“By any chance, did you and Ryousuke-san advertise your battle?”
“Of course not. That was just between us. Though I’m sure he made arrangements with the people in Hakone to borrow the road for a while. Why?”
“Pick up my phone and look at it.”
Taking the phone that sat between us, I scrolled through the list of sites.
“There’s this many mentioning about it?”
I don’t have the energy to deal with this.
It was like the last step to cutting my head off for all I felt at that moment.
“Will it be a problem?”
“I…I don’t know what to think right now.”
My world and my mind were spinning in circles as I scrolled further down.
“This weekend in Hakone, former Project D leader aka the White Comet Takahashi Ryousuke will go against both of his specialists for the downhill and uphill, Fujiwara Takumi and his brother Takahashi Keisuke. Whatever the result, it is sure to be a piece in racing history.”
Both?! Why didn’t they tell me?
“Who wrote this? Why would they know?”
“I don’t know Takumi, that’s why I was asking you. We were discussing about this at the gas station and then you called me.”
“Keisuke-san will race Ryousuke too?” I said in shock, almost like it was to myself.
Speaking of the punk, his ringtone started to go off in my pocket.
“Shouldn’t you get that?”
Shaking my head, I answered, “I can’t face them right now.”
I hung my head despondently. “I told her today that’s why.”
Itsuki reached out his hand to pat my back as he drove. “I know you did the best you could with her.”
Then, he stopped patting my back and held out his sleeve.
Wasn’t it summer?
“I had a feeling I should wear a long-sleeved blouse, so…it’s okay to cry.”
Before the tears welled up, I took his arm and pushed my eyes onto it.
“Whenever I remember her face…”
“You tend to forget…” He kept his eyes on the road. “At least she loved you back.”
I’m sorry to you too, Itsuki, for being such a jerk right now.
But instead of going home, we drove to Mount Myogi. We sat in the car as sporadic racers went by. I only heard the occasional pumping engines and screeching tires as Itsuki pulled me over. “Never be ashamed to cry. Love sucks that way sometimes.”
I could only cry and swallow my pride. “Why do you always know, Itsuki?”
“Because you’re like my brother, Takumi. From the first day we met, I just knew.” He continued to pat my back. “You were the daydreamer and I was always picked on because of my face. I figured we should stick together.”
Since the time my mother passed away, I had never cried so much in my life.
Simple things…everything used to be so easy…
You meet someone and you fall in love and you have a family like in the movies.
I waited for something like this to finally happen to me. Then when it does, it isn’t that at all. There are too many questions and even more choices to make.
You choose according to your boundaries. You give a little of your freedom and hold onto something or keep all the possibilities that are still waiting for you. Options…
But not thinking that much, simply, I only wanted to become stronger, to be someone that I could be proud of.
Maybe that’s why I kept on racing. I wanted to know why I had to fight this hard.
It was probably to acknowledge myself. To accept that this was me and all my capabilities.
I realize now that I was more like Ryousuke than I thought. I didn’t want everything to be so defined.
Was all this okay? Would it turn out all right?
I learned that as much they advertise it, you really can’t have everything.
That is the power of choice.
Itsuki and I stayed there until my eyes ran out of tears.
Tsuzuku…/To be continued…
--
Author’s note: I know this chapter focused on Mika, but wow, Itsuki. He was always a comic foil in the manga/anime, but whenever I write about him, there is a sense of comfort. He really is such an awesome friend to Takumi. (Takumi, you should thank him by the end of this fic!) T________________________T Itsuki, I love you too!
Yay! We’re almost at Hakone and now we know Keisuke’s gonna definitely be there! But there’s still more to go and I’m really psyched up to get to the end!
Thank you for reading!
Love,
Yui
8/31/2016 11:57 PM – Los Angeles
9/01/2016 3:57 PM - Tokyo
title: Invincible.
pairing: Ryousuke x Takumi
rating: pg-13
description: Ryousuke suddenly appears at Takumi ‘s house to ask him a favor, but is there something underlying his request? (Note: Shounen-ai)
Disclaimer – Initial D is the property of Shigeno-sensei and is in no way mine. :)
Invincible.
By Miyamoto Yui
Chapter 22 – The power of choice.
Somehow, I was able to get a seat near the door so I leaned onto the side guard. I took out my headphones and listened only to have some background, some noise to disrupt the sounds of the train moving closer to Takasaki.
Gata gata gata…
Looking across, it was pure black with only occasional dots of light from the houses sparsely distanced from one another. It had been very different to drive through and for once, I was glad to just sit and be a passenger. To process everything.
Paradoxes…I wanted to be around people, but didn’t want to talk to anyone at all too. This was a part of me that probably Itsuki understood, but I was too stubborn to admit it. It was like I didn’t mind crowds as long as they didn’t talk to me because I wouldn’t know how to react.
My phone started to ring and I scrambled to turn it off, forgetting I had headphones on so no one could hear it anyway. Others on the train were too tired to bother to look at me dismissively. Without even reading the screen, I knew it was Ryousuke.
After rubbing the sides with my thumb and replaying the song, I snuggled against the side guard to my right side.
I don’t want to talk to you but I want to be comforted. However, this isn’t something you can fix with your theories.
Closing my eyes, my mind played its own mini film clips…
“Are you listening to me, Takumi~?”
“Yes, I am.”
“Then say something.”
“I’m not exactly-“
“Takumi!”
Mika’s back was facing me as she looked in the mirror. Wearing a camisole with tight jeans and red heels, she turned her hips to make sure that the outfit was just right.
I was too dumbfounded by the red heels and her ankles that by the time I saw her hip bone, my hand instinctively already covered my nose just in case. Nothing, and I mean NOTHING was registering. All her words were jumbled together in my mind.
So innocent. She didn’t know that she was already seducing me.
I was REALLY glad she’d slapped me so that now, I could see this.
“I’ll take it then.”
“Hmm?”
When we were walking out, I was lightly gripping the strings of her purchase. Her hands were folded in back of her, smiling proudly to herself. “Thanks for buying it. It’ll be my lucky outfit from now on.”
“Why do you say that?”
“I’ve never seen you drool before.”
“Uhh…”
She kissed me on the cheek. “You were really cute.”
On the drive back to her house, she was on cloud nine, grinning to herself while hugging the bag. Looking out the window, I smiled to myself and then resumed watching the road.
#####
She pushed her dress down as it billowed out with the strong gust of wind.
I was overpowered by the way the sun fell on her. She wiped sweat from her brow. Her teeth were showing as she smiled at me like there was nothing wrong with the world. I really believed it.
Another battle in two days and all of this would have been a distant memory.
Mika had insisted that even if she was dressed up, she’d wanted to still practice at the end of the day. It made sense. In order to spend a least two more hours together, this was the only solution we could come up with.
The leather gloves against the steel golf club. Her waist twisted as she held the club back in full concentration.
Pwack!
The white ball was off the tee with such grace that it was the first time the rush of the battles coincided with her world.
I really wanted her.
That was the day I asked her to be my girlfriend.
#####
“Huh?”
Hugging me from behind, she’d caught me off guard. She squeezed me tighter while her knees pressed against my ass.
“What’s wrong?”
I had my back towards the lake and crossed my arms while eyeing the ’86.
Sighing, I shook my head, not wanting to show her such a stupid side of me.
“No, really. You should tell me. You look depressed.”
“Sorry. It must be a drag going on a date like this.”
She shook her head, the ends of her hair tickling my face. “No. Actually, I kind of like it.”
“No way…”
“You keep looking at your car. Did it have to do anything with yesterday’s battle?”
I gave a slight nod. “I’ve faced him before, but this time he said I should develop myself here. To not lose what I have while going down the mountain.”
“Then why do you look so confused?”
“When I tried to discuss this with Ryousuke-san, he wasn’t mad, but looked a bit…perturbed? He said that that guy was right, but that I don’t fully understand either. That not to mix up my pride and fearlessness on the mountain and underestimate the closed circuit.”
Mika brushed the back of her fingers on my right cheek and whispered, “I don’t know your leader, but I think he's telling you to move forward and not look back.”
I turned my head so that I could kiss her fingers.
Your voice could always soothe down the things I never asked you to fix…
Keeping my eyes shut, I sighed again.
I cherish both of you.
“The next stop is Takasaki. This is the last stop. Thank you for riding…”
Getting off the train, I glanced at my phone screen, “Missed call. Ryousuke.” I knew he was probably just a few blocks away, but as I walked up the stairs, I debated if I should call Itsuki instead. More than ever, I wanted to talk and be silent at the same time. I wanted to be with someone, get drunk, anything to relieve the image of Mika’s face while she was crying. All because of me.
*/*/*/*/*/00000
Message (140/140)
Name: Takahashi R.
Subject: None
Attachment: None
I’m sorry. I will see you in Hakone.
I sent the email right before Itsuki drove up to the FamiMi convenience store in front of the station, facing the hotel where I’d met Ryousuke’s parents.
Looking half dead, Itsuki didn’t open his mouth as I came and sat in the car. He could tell though. After years of being together, not saying anything was louder, clearer than actually talking. I was sure he’d already guessed what had happened.
As we got onto the main street, he questioned, “Hey, can I ask you something?”
“Yeah?”
“By any chance, did you and Ryousuke-san advertise your battle?”
“Of course not. That was just between us. Though I’m sure he made arrangements with the people in Hakone to borrow the road for a while. Why?”
“Pick up my phone and look at it.”
Taking the phone that sat between us, I scrolled through the list of sites.
“There’s this many mentioning about it?”
I don’t have the energy to deal with this.
It was like the last step to cutting my head off for all I felt at that moment.
“Will it be a problem?”
“I…I don’t know what to think right now.”
My world and my mind were spinning in circles as I scrolled further down.
“This weekend in Hakone, former Project D leader aka the White Comet Takahashi Ryousuke will go against both of his specialists for the downhill and uphill, Fujiwara Takumi and his brother Takahashi Keisuke. Whatever the result, it is sure to be a piece in racing history.”
Both?! Why didn’t they tell me?
“Who wrote this? Why would they know?”
“I don’t know Takumi, that’s why I was asking you. We were discussing about this at the gas station and then you called me.”
“Keisuke-san will race Ryousuke too?” I said in shock, almost like it was to myself.
Speaking of the punk, his ringtone started to go off in my pocket.
“Shouldn’t you get that?”
Shaking my head, I answered, “I can’t face them right now.”
I hung my head despondently. “I told her today that’s why.”
Itsuki reached out his hand to pat my back as he drove. “I know you did the best you could with her.”
Then, he stopped patting my back and held out his sleeve.
Wasn’t it summer?
“I had a feeling I should wear a long-sleeved blouse, so…it’s okay to cry.”
Before the tears welled up, I took his arm and pushed my eyes onto it.
“Whenever I remember her face…”
“You tend to forget…” He kept his eyes on the road. “At least she loved you back.”
I’m sorry to you too, Itsuki, for being such a jerk right now.
But instead of going home, we drove to Mount Myogi. We sat in the car as sporadic racers went by. I only heard the occasional pumping engines and screeching tires as Itsuki pulled me over. “Never be ashamed to cry. Love sucks that way sometimes.”
I could only cry and swallow my pride. “Why do you always know, Itsuki?”
“Because you’re like my brother, Takumi. From the first day we met, I just knew.” He continued to pat my back. “You were the daydreamer and I was always picked on because of my face. I figured we should stick together.”
Since the time my mother passed away, I had never cried so much in my life.
Simple things…everything used to be so easy…
You meet someone and you fall in love and you have a family like in the movies.
I waited for something like this to finally happen to me. Then when it does, it isn’t that at all. There are too many questions and even more choices to make.
You choose according to your boundaries. You give a little of your freedom and hold onto something or keep all the possibilities that are still waiting for you. Options…
But not thinking that much, simply, I only wanted to become stronger, to be someone that I could be proud of.
Maybe that’s why I kept on racing. I wanted to know why I had to fight this hard.
It was probably to acknowledge myself. To accept that this was me and all my capabilities.
I realize now that I was more like Ryousuke than I thought. I didn’t want everything to be so defined.
Was all this okay? Would it turn out all right?
I learned that as much they advertise it, you really can’t have everything.
That is the power of choice.
Itsuki and I stayed there until my eyes ran out of tears.
Tsuzuku…/To be continued…
--
Author’s note: I know this chapter focused on Mika, but wow, Itsuki. He was always a comic foil in the manga/anime, but whenever I write about him, there is a sense of comfort. He really is such an awesome friend to Takumi. (Takumi, you should thank him by the end of this fic!) T________________________T Itsuki, I love you too!
Yay! We’re almost at Hakone and now we know Keisuke’s gonna definitely be there! But there’s still more to go and I’m really psyched up to get to the end!
Thank you for reading!
Love,
Yui
8/31/2016 11:57 PM – Los Angeles
9/01/2016 3:57 PM - Tokyo
