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Keisuke Takahashi - Lost into the Night

• Keisuke Takahashi x Reader | Smut | • Word Count: 1,911. • Synopsis: In which a bored day at home, turns into a hot night with a famous blonde racer on a secluded overlook, and on the hood of a sexy yellow FD.

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(Y/N) had been cooped up at home all day, bored out of her mind. Keisuke had called her yesterday evening asking her if she wanted to go on a small road trip with him. She quickly accepted, being quite excited for the little event to come.

"Yeah, I can't wait! What time and where?"

"Be ready by six, I'll pick you up then, and you'll just have to wait to find out where we're headed."

(Y/N) glanced up at the clock on the wall. Only four o' clock... what the hell am I supposed to do for the next two hours?

The clock ticked away agonizingly slow until it was finally time for her to get ready. She took a shower, styled her hair, and put on her usual amount of make-up. Heading to her room she looked through her clothes for an outfit.

Keisuke never told me where we're going or if we're stopping somewhere along the way. She hummed in thought before pulling out casual, but nice-looking clothes and slipping them on. She looked at herself in the mirror. Pretty damn good. Glancing over at the clock on her nightstand she checked the time. Five-fifty, only ten minutes until Keisuke shows up. Knowing her man, he'd most likely be here sooner. Speed means everything to the blonde.

As if on cue, she perked up at the sound of a loud exhaust and the small squeal of tires getting closer to her apartment. Speak of the devil and he will come. She chuckled lightly, grabbing her keys and wallet. When she opened the door, Keisuke was standing there like he was about to knock.

"Hey, babe. You got a sixth sense for me, don't you?" Keisuke smirked at her.

"No. Unless you count your loud car, that can be heard a mile away mind you, is considered a sixth sense, then sure." They laughed as they walked down to said car, the bright yellow FD sitting patiently in a parking spot. Keisuke opened the passenger door, and (Y/N) gave him a loving peck on the lips before getting in. He smiled and shut the door, moving to the driver side and hopping in.

The car growled as the engine turned on, getting louder as he pulled out of the parking spot and began the drive. The couple striked up an easy conversation and jokes along the way.

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As they got closer to their destination, the drive had quiet down some, bringing a peaceful silence. Enjoying each other's presence, looking at the scenery around them, and the occasional whistles of the RX-7's turbos. They drove on for another half hour before Keisuke pulled over into a secluded forest area. He guided the FD down the small windy path to reveal a breathtaking view of a small city below them, the beach close to it. The sun was just about to set completely as they arrived, giving the sky brilliant hues of reds and purple. (Y/N) gasped lightly as she stared in awe.

"Hey, are you going to sit in there and stare or are you going to come out and actually see it?" Keisuke's voice pulled her out of her trance.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming." She got out of the car and moved towards him.

"Heh, you will be soon." Keisuke said under his breath, a subtle smirk on his lips.

"You say something?" (Y/N) looked at him curiously.

"Nah, just talking to myself." The blonde gave her a wink and charming smile as he pulled her closer, his strong arms wrapping themselves around her waist. She sat down on the hood of the FD, cuddling into his right side.

Humming contently, she laced their fingers together and he lightly rubbed his thumb over her soft skin, placing a soft kiss on her head. "This is beautiful Kei, thank you." She looked up at him, a loving smile on her face.

"Just for you, love." He said with his famous grin, leaning down to press gentle, loving kisses on her soft lips. They kissed for what felt like hours, the remaining light of the sunset, dimly illuminating their features until it disappeared completely. Their fingers gently tangled in each other's hair as their lips moved in sync.

They pulled away slowly to catch their breath, oxygen sadly being a necessity that interrupted them. Keisuke leaned down further, his slightly rough lips, leaving a path of feathery kisses along her neck. "Keisuke..." (Y/N) said lightly, tilting her neck to give him more access.

"I like the sound of that, gorgeous. Say it louder."

Picking up on his actions, he kissed rougher on the other side of her neck until he found the spot that earned him a delicious moan of his name. Leaving a dark hickey, Keisuke licked up her neck before grabbing her thighs and pulling her over to straddle him. He gripped her ass with one hand and placed the other on the back of her neck. Leaning forward, his lips ghosting over hers and he looked her in the eyes. They were darker and glazed over with lust.

The needy look she saw on him sent a wave of heat through her down to her core. Keisuke tightened his hold on her ass and crashed their lips together. (Y/N) lightly grinded herself against Keisuke's growing arousal that had him growl deeply. He bit her bottom lip, roughening the kiss until he could snake his tongue in. With her arms wrapped around his neck and fingers tangled in his soft blonde locks, Keisuke slid his hands up her body until they reached her breasts, squeezing them. A muffled moan passed her lips as she rubbed up against him further.

Keisuke muttered her name with a raspy voice before wrapping his arms around her and picking her up. He gently laid her onto the hood, wanting to make quick work of taking off her clothes. With her shirt quickly unbuttoned and removed, Keisuke slipped a hand behind her back, unclipping her bra and pulling it off.

(Y/N) turned her head to the side, cheeks quickly turning pink. She felt Keisuke gently take hold of her jaw turning her to face him. He leaned down pressing soft, loving kisses on her lips. She melted into them, feeling his slightly calloused hands move her arms away from her chest and onto the hood.

"Don't be insecure, love, you're beautiful. Understand?"

He gave a reassuring peck on her lips and nuzzled his nose against her cheek with a small hum. Keisuke made sure to go slow to ease her uncertainty. With every kiss and soft touch that he left, she relaxed under him quickly, soon reveling in the sensations Keisuke worked out of her so easily.

Trailing his skilled hands down her stomach to her hips, he busied himself on getting rid of her pants, eagerly pulling them off along with her underwear. (Y/N) loudly gasped out his name, the coolness of the night's air and FD's hood coincide with the building heat of her arousal.

Keisuke's fingers rubbed at her arousal earning him sighs of pleasure. She squirmed, her thighs rubbing against his arm in her attempt to gain more friction. A small moan escaped her throat when Keisuke put in a finger, soon adding in a second, then a third, until she was moaning hopelessly under his touch. She threw her head against the hood and arched her back.

"Kei...suke..." She whined.

"That's what I want to hear. I want to hear you scream for me, babe," he said with a low and husky voice, "I want you begging for me."

"Please, K-Keisuke."

"Please what, gorgeous? What do you want from me?" he smirked, slowing the pace of his fingers and curling them. A loud moan followed before she spoke.

"Fuck me, Keisuke!" She exclaimed frustratedly, drawling out his name. "P-please Kei, I w-want you so bad."

"Good girl." He hummed, satisfied with her pleads.

She gave a small whimper when he withdrew his fingers. He licked them clean, a seductive smirk on his lips. "You taste amazing, love. Now, your reward for behaving so well." Grabbing her hips, he pulled her closer to him. (Y/N)'s legs hung over the FD's hood. She watched Keisuke take off his shirt, revealing his rippling, well-toned muscles that nearly made her salivate.

Undoing his belt, the blonde pulled both his pants and boxers down enough to free his painfully hardened length from its tight confinements. Keisuke groaned lowly and grinded himself against her wet heat. (Y/N) bit her bottom lip as her breath hitched. The deep sound of Keisuke's voice resonated throughout her body, sending a shiver down her spine.

"Ready, gorgeous?" he asked, lined up with her entrance. She nodded eagerly; arms wrapped around his neck. She pulled him down, crashing their lips together. Their moans were muffled by the kiss as Keisuke slowly thrust into her.

"(Y/N) ... fuck you're tight." He growled, thrusting his hips with a slow pace. (Y/N) sighed deeply, her eyes fluttering shut and legs wrapping around Keisuke's waist. She sharply tugged on Keisuke's blonde locks, a loud groan escaping his throat.

Gradually, his thrusts got faster, the hand on her hip leaving a red print and nail marks on her skin. When (Y/N) opened her eyes, she took in her boyfriend's appearance. His silky blonde hair was shaggy with some damp strands sticking to the side of his face and forehead. The small beads of sweat that traveled down the strong muscles of his neck to his chest enhanced his natural, sexy appearance. The way his arms tensed up when he thrust deep into her, the low sounds of his voice when he moaned her name, everything about the man was perfection.

Keisuke snaked his tongue past (Y/N)'s soft lips and eagerly explored the new territory, marking every detail he could with his skillful tongue. When he pulled away to breathe, a strand of saliva connected the two for a moment before breaking. With heavy pants, he made his thrusts rougher that reached places deep inside her, turning (Y/N) into a moaning mess that was nearing her sweet release.

"K-Keisuke..." He knew that tone in her voice. After hearing that beloved sound many times, he knew when she was going to unravel underneath him.

"I know, baby, me t-too." Keisuke replied between breaths, the familiar feeling of his own release, building up quickly.

With a series of rough, sloppy thrusts, they came together making the already euphoric sensation even more intense as they loudly moaned each other's names. When they came down from their high and had their clothes back on, the couple cuddled up closely on the FD's hood. Keisuke had her seated on his lap, legs on each side of him as she leaned into his warm chest.

She hummed with a smile as he held her, arms wrapped protectively around her body. Keisuke gently nuzzled his nose against her hair, leaving gentle and loving kisses atop her head. Her man really knew how to make aftercare a cuddly, warm experience.

"How about we go home?" he asked lightly, "I just want to lay in bed and fall asleep with you next to me." (Y/N) hummed eagerly in agreement, the thought sending a warm feeling through her. By the time they got to the mansion and were under the blankets of his large bed, the couple fell asleep quickly tangled up in each other's arms.

Takeshi & Keisuke - Falling Into My Heart

• Takeshi Nakazato x Reader x Keisuke Takahashi | Love Triangle | (Keisuke's Ending Here!) | (Takeshi's Ending Here!) • Word Count: 10,671. • Synopsis: In which the life long best friend of a certain GT-R racer holds hidden feelings for him but his sudden interest in Shingo's childhood friend leaves her feeling sad and jealous, which doesn't go unnoticed by a blonde FD racer who, after spending time with her, both start to gain feelings for each other. Will the girl end up choosing her best friend, or the blonde she had also come to love?

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Takeshi and (Y/N) have known each other since their first year in elementary school. They have been stuck together like glue ever since. However, when they both started high school, (Y/N) fell for Takeshi pretty hard. She was too nervous and scared to talk to him about it, in fear that he wouldn't feel the same. Even so, she still stuck by him and kept her true feelings to herself. Their lives continued on like normal, except for one small little detail. A detail that (Y/N) does not know about, nor has it yet happened.

Takeshi's taken interest in Sayuki from Impact Blue. Will this be the little push she needs to confess her feelings to her best friend, or will she come to accept they will be nothing more than that and move on to loving someone else?

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"Hey, Takeshi?"

"What's up?" he glanced at (Y/N) before focusing back on the GT-R's engine.

"Who are these Emperor guys we're going to see tonight?" (Y/N) asked curiously as she sat on some spare tires in the garage.

"Their team consists of only Lan-Evos. They go around prefectures to race against the local teams on their home courses. My best guess is that they want to prove they're the superior team and above others. It's like they have an Evo complex and have to be the best. They already beat our ass on Myogi. One of the guys has a knack for taking the opponent's sticker, cutting it, then putting it on his car's wing upside down. He's got ours added to his collection too." Takeshi explained with an annoyed expression.

"Well, someone will beat them eventually. Maybe the 8-6 will tonight! That'll teach them." (Y/N) hopefully exclaimed.

He nodded in agreement and said, "If Fujiwara can't beat them, I don't know who can. That kid is unnatural."

As Takeshi continued working on the R32, him and (Y/N) made small talk, and she occasionally handed him tools and various parts he needed for the car. She had spaced out at some point and thought of telling Takeshi how she felt about him, but it doesn't feel like the right time yet. Takeshi noticed she looked like she wanted to say something but kept reconsidering.

"Something on your mind?" he nudged her shoulder. He played around with some parts on the table that stood next to the tires she is sitting on.

"Uh, not really. Just thinking." (Y/N) shook her head a bit. Takeshi raised an eyebrow and looked at her unconvinced.

"You know you can talk to me about anything."

"Yeah, I know. I'm just trying to figure this out for myself first, then I'll tell you." The tone of her voice made it clear she finally decided on what to do. Takeshi smiled to himself and shook his head lightly. She's a stubborn one when she wants to be.

"Hey, do you know what time it is?" he questioned as he moved over to the black GT-R.

"Time for you to get a watch, mister." (Y/N) smirked when he gave her an unimpressed expression. She checked her phone.

"Six-thirty."

"Thanks. Do you want to grab a bite to eat before we head over to Akina?"

"Ooh, yeah, I'm starving." Nodding eagerly, she stood up and stretched.

"Good, let's head out. I just finished." Closing the hood of the car, he grabbed the keys. (Y/N) clapped and skipped to the outside of the garage. Takeshi got in and backed the car out. She closed the garage door and hopped into the passenger seat. Once settled, they left Takeshi's place and headed out.

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They talked along the way, making the trip fly by a lot faster. Pulling into a small restaurant, they got out of the 3-2 and went inside. As the two of them ordered and ate their food, they talked about cars and races. A typical topic to talk about for car enthusiasts if you ask me.

(Y/N) checked the time on her phone again. "Hey, Tak, it's 8:15. Should we head up to Akina?"

He nodded and put his drink down. "Sure. I'm ready when you are." Both getting up at the same time, the paid for the food at the counter then left. Back in the 3-2, they headed for Akina. On the way up, a lot of people were already there on the sidelines. It was almost a never-ending wall of people. I guess these Emperor guys are popular. Especially since the 8-6 is racing them.

Staring out the passenger window as her thoughts rolled around in her head, she thought about what these Lan-Evo guys were like and if Fujiwara would win. Soon enough, Takeshi and (Y/N) reached the top of Akina. The Emperors were already there and the 8-6... was not.

Maybe he likes to show up fashionably late on purpose. (Y/N) smiled a bit in amusement. She noticed all the other local teams came to watch as well. The rest of the NightKids, the SpeedStars, and even the RedSuns. Takeshi parked the car next to his team and they both got out.

"Hey guys." He greeted his team and they did the same in return. (Y/N) hung around the guys for while just listening to their conversations. Sometime later, Shingo came around with a girl following him. He exchanged some words with the team before introducing her.

"This is Sayuki. She's a childhood friend of mine." He nodded his head in her direction.

"Hi there." She smiled to the guys and it made (Y/N) feel uneasy. She was wearing a tight tank top, short skirt, and heels as well.

"Uh, hey." Takeshi slightly raised a hand and had a small blush on his cheeks. As everyone else was talking with Sayuki, (Y/N) couldn't shake the feeling of something. What was it? She doesn't know. All she knows is she doesn't like the reaction Takeshi had.

What if he ends up liking her? Surely, he can't be interested in someone who's that adamant for attention. She would just go around and play him when she gets bored. (Y/N)'s expression turned to a slight frown as she let her thoughts run rampant. The more and more she thought about this girl, the more of that feeling she got. Is she jealous? (Y/N) never gets jealous; or so she thought.

She brought her gaze to Takeshi. He wasn't blushing anymore, but he was definitely looking at Sayuki with what appears to be interest. Feeling a tap on his shoulder, Takeshi looked over to (Y/N).

"What's up? Are you alright?" he noticed the expression she wore.

"I'm okay, just a bit bored. I'm going to go look at some other cars here and talk with some friends for a little while." She spoke.

"Okay, you know where I'll be." Takeshi smiled and gave her a side hug. She smiled and returned the hug before heading off. (Y/N) slowly made her way around looking at cars she's only really seen from far away. She eventually made her way to her friends in the SpeedStars. Looks like Fujiwara showed up already.

"Hi guys." She waved to the four guys.

"Why hello there, lovely lady, how are you this fine evening?" Itsuki said first with a grin on his face.

"I'm alright. How are you guys doing?"

"We're good, just nervous about the race. These Emperor guys aren't playing around." Kenji said with a worried expression. As (Y/N) talked with the guys, Takumi was completely spaced out with that blank look on his face.

I wish I could do that to pass the time quickly. She thought to herself. She eventually parted ways with the SpeedStars and went back to the NightKids. Halfway through walking back she noticed how intrigued Takeshi was. Her face went sullen and she decided to walk somewhere else.

She went to a guardrail and sat down, facing the road and everyone else. Bringing her legs up to her chest, she rested her chin on her knees. I figured this would happen at some point. All because I'm too scared to tell Takeshi I like him. Now he is finding someone he seems interested in and what can I do about it? I don't want to ruin anything for him; I'd hate myself if I did that. But I don't want him with anyone else, as selfish as that sounds. She glared at Sayuki as she mentally talked to herself. She was too distracted doing that and didn't realize someone walked up to her.

"Hey." (Y/N) was nudged on the shoulder with something. Looking to her right she saw a good-looking guy with spiky, dirty blonde hair holding a small can of coffee out to her.

"Hi." She brought her gaze to his meet his.

"Coffee? You look like you could use it." He motioned it towards her a little more.

"Uh, sure. Thank you." (Y/N) took the can and opened it. Isn't he from the RedSuns? He looks familiar. As if the man could read her mind, he spoke.

"I'm Keisuke Takahashi, I'm with the Akagi RedSuns." He sat down next to her and held his hand out. Ah-huh, so it is him. (Y/N) took his hand and shook it.

"I'm (Y/N) (L/N). I have no car or a team so, I don't race." She replied awkwardly and he chuckled.

"I see that. You came with Nakazato, right?" Keisuke took a sip of his coffee.

"Yeah." She answered shortly, remembering what she was jealous of and took a sip of coffee as well.

"You look like you're planning someone's death. Is it his, or the chick he's talking with?"

This guy read through (Y/N) like a book. "As of right now, hers. The way she's dressed and looking at him makes me uneasy. I don't like it." Resting her chin back on her knees, (Y/N) stares at the girl with such intensity she could burst into flames. I wish she would right now.

"Are you and Nakazato dating?" Keisuke questioned with a raised eyebrow.

I wish.

"No, we're not. We've been best friends since elementary school and have stuck together ever since," she paused for a moment, "But now... I think that might start to fade." Her voice cracked and her eyes began to get watery with tears. Taking in a deep breath to calm herself down, (Y/N) felt an arm wrap around her shoulder and give it a comforting squeeze.

She tilted her head enough to see Keisuke through her hair. He had a sympathetic expression as he looked down at her then it changed to an annoyed one when he looked towards Takeshi. He kept quiet, rubbing her arm in an up and downward motion comfortingly. The two of them sat together, drinking their coffee in silence.

The race between Takumi and Emperor had already started was nearly finished. (Y/N) and Keisuke finished their coffee as someone announced that Takumi had won the battle. Some people cheered and others did not. Everyone started to head home now that it was over.

Keisuke was the first to stand and held his hand out for (Y/N). Taking it, he helped her up.

"Thanks." She gave him a small smile and he did the same.

"Mhmm."

"I'm going to head back. Thank you for the hanging out – and the coffee." She added.

"Yeah, no problem (Y/N). I'm sure things will work itself out for you." He gave her a nod and went back to his car and team. She nodded to herself as she walked over to Takeshi.

Only he wasn't there; none of his team was either. He's gone? He left already? Stopping in her tracks, surprise plastered on her features as her eyes glistened with sadness.

"Keisuke." Ryosuke nudged him.

"Yeah?" he looked to his brother who was pointing behind him. Keisuke turned around and saw (Y/N) standing in place. She was staring where Nakazato is- well, was. Where the hell is he? He didn't actually leave her here, did he? He looked around for the black GT-R, but it was nowhere to be found. What the hell? The bastard actually did.

Keisuke let out an angry "Hmph" and got into his yellow FD, starting it up. He drove over to (Y/N), rolling down his driver side window. "Hey." (Y/N) slowly turned her head to look at him. "Hop in; I'll take you home." Keisuke softened his tone. She nodded absentmindedly; her shoulders drooping as she walked to the other side of the car. Passing in front of the headlights, her sad features and glassy tears were illuminated by the light for a moment.

The passenger door opened with a soft click and she got in. (Y/N) was careful not to slam it shut, then buckled herself in quietly. Keisuke pulled out onto the road and followed it down the mountain pass.

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The car ride was silent, minus the occasional turbo whistles coming from the FD. As they neared the bottom of the pass, Keisuke was almost too nervous to ask for directions to get (Y/N) home, but she piped up when they reached the first stop light.

"Right." Keisuke turned. "Go straight for a while." He continued on and they drove through the outskirts of Shibukawa until they got to Nakajuku, the city Takeshi and (Y/N) lived in. It's almost in the middle of all the major places like Myogi, Akina, and Shibukawa.

"Left at this light." (Y/N) suddenly spoke and Keisuke almost jumped. The light turned green and he turned the corner. "Right at the first road then another right into the apartment complex." She said quietly, but it was loud enough to hear clearly. Keisuke pulled the car into the complex and his first thought when his headlights lit up the building was: It looks a bit shabby and in bad condition. It's small as hell, too.

"Thank you, Keisuke." (Y/N) hesitated a moment before saying his name, like she was going to say Takeshi out of habit. She unbuckled herself and got out of the FD.

"Wait! Uh, here, take this." He reached into the glovebox and grabbed a small piece of paper and a pen, scribbling something down. He handed it to (Y/N) and said, "If you need anything, call me." He smiled reassuringly. She returned the smile with a soft one and took the paper. Keisuke stayed until he saw her walk through her apartment door safely, before backing out and leaving.

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"So, Takeshi. How would you personally want to ask her out?" Sayuki took a sip of her coffee.

"I don't know, really. There's a lot of ways I'd do it, but I at least want to do it in some kind of nice setting, I suppose. That's why I'm asking you. I know (Y/N) pretty damn well but I don't know what she'd like for this kind of thing." Takeshi drummed his finger on the table as he explained.

"Well, for me and a lot of girls, we do like romantic settings. Of course, we all have different preferences on how we define romantic. Normally, you would think of a fancy restaurant or a walk on the beach, but she might find a road trip or street race to be her vision of romantic." He nodded and thought about what Sayuki was telling him.

You would think I'd know exactly what (Y/N) likes, but this is a little nerve-racking. What if I mess something up or it's not up to her expectation of a perfect date? Hell, what if she doesn't want to date me at all and just stay as friends?

Sayuki snapped her fingers in front of Takeshi, pulling him from his thoughts. "Earth to Takeshi, are you even listening? Do you want advice or not?" Leaning back, she crossed her arms.

"Yeah, sorry. Just thinking of possibilities."

"How about this, why don't you take her out places? Dedicate a weekend to go somewhere different, see new things, go out for food, then ask her out. Pay attention to her expressions and tone of voice. You'll know she's happy when you see it. If she's having a great time and likes being around you for this sort of thing, I'm sure she'd love to go out with you. Popping the question after everything you two did would make her day."

"Yeah. That actually sounds rather good. I like that, a lot." Sighing a bit in relief, he now had a good idea of how to ask her out. Now all I need is to figure out what (Y/N) would want to do for a weekend. Maybe go to Tokyo? "I just have to figure out what she would want to do, make a list, then put it into effect."

"Don't just ask her what she'd love to do on a weekend straight forward. That'll ruin the surprise. You got to make it subtle. Listen to the little details, and any additions she mentions. Say she wants to go see a popular landmark in the city but then mentions there is a little shop she heard of close by that she's wanted to visit. Take her to both." Sayuki took another sip of coffee. Takeshi nodded and hummed in agreement. They sat in silence for a minute before he asked, "Hey, what time is it?"

She checked her watch. "Eleven-thirty."

"Hmm. The race is probably done by now- Shit!"

"What?" she raised an eyebrow as he panicked.

"I left (Y/N) on the mountain." He looked at Sayuki with wide eyes. "I was too distracted trying to make things better and I forgot the one person I'm trying to impress. Damn it Takeshi, you're a dumbass." He said to himself as he panicked.

"Nice going, hotshot. Well don't just sit there, go get her. I'll call Mako to pick me up, don't worry about it." She waved him off, and he left right away.

Shit, shit, shit. God, I'm so sorry (Y/N). Takeshi tried calling her as he quickly moved to the 3-2. She didn't answer. Either her phone is off, on silent, she's got a ride home and is sleeping, or she's missing. Fuck, I hope it's not that last one. Takeshi drove to Akina as fast as possible and sped up more once he reached the bottom of the course.

He reached the top of the mountain and saw no one there. The man tried calling again and still nothing. Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair. Where are you, (Y/N)? he called three more times before driving back down Akina and heading to her apartment.

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Parking and shutting the car off, Takeshi ran up the stairs to (Y/N)'s door. He knocked, but not too loudly to wake everyone else. When a couple minutes passed and there was no answer, Takeshi looked through the keys on the keychain and found the one to her door. He unlocked it and went in. They gave each other the keys to their places so they could come over any time and if there was ever an emergency - like right now.

Shutting the door quietly, Takeshi flipped a light on in the living room. With no one there, he walked to (Y/N)'s room; it was closed. He quietly opened it and walked in. He immediately sighed in relief, leaning his head back against the door and whispered, "Oh, thank god." The light from the window dimly shined on her face.

Takeshi silently moved over to (Y/N) and kneeled down next to her. Gently, he weaved his fingers through hers and brought another hand to her face. Stroking her cheek with his thumb, he noticed the faint line of dried tears than ran down them. He winced at the thought of him being the cause of that.

Takeshi moved his hand from her cheek to her hair and gently moved his fingers through it to not wake her. He closed his eyes and rested his forehead against hers for a moment before leaving a light kiss on it. He brought her hand to his lips and gently kissed it as well before quietly standing back up.

He went back to the living room, grabbing a small piece of paper and wrote on it. Once he was done, he took it to (Y/N)'s room and set it next to her phone on the nightstand. Takeshi gave her one last gentle kiss on the forehead before leaving, shutting her bedroom door on the way out. Locking the front door to the apartment, he walked down the stairs to his GT-R, started it up and drove home.

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The alarm clock rung out in the once peaceful silence. (Y/N) groaned and slapped the nightstand repeatedly until she hit the off button on the clock. "Stupid thing." She sat up slowly and stretched the sleep away. She crawled out of bed and grabbed her phone, seeing a paper sit next to it. She picked it up and read it.

(Y/N), I fucked up and I know you're probably pissed with me, but I need to explain everything first. I did leave and intended to come back to get you by the time the race was finished. I lost track of time and you were gone when I got to the top of the mountain and I didn't know what happened to you. I tried calling and got nothing, so I panicked. I didn't know if you went missing or not, so I came over to check. I know it's weird that I was in here in the middle of night without waking you up, but I had to make sure you were okay. Come over to my place and I promise I'll explain everything. – Takeshi.

She sighed and put the note down. I have work; I'll talk to him afterwards. Saying that, she went to start her routine. Walking out the door twenty minutes later, (Y/N) walked to her job; A small coffee shop. Arriving in about fifteen minutes, she walked to the back to change into her uniform.

She punched in and headed to the counter to start taking orders. She made about twenty-five coffees before she saw someone with familiar blonde hair walk in. After serving the current customer, he gave a quick thanks and left, revealing Keisuke.

"Hi, Keisuke." (Y/N) smiled as she greeted him.

"Oh, hey (Y/N). I didn't know you work here." He wore a surprised expression that quickly shifted to a warm smile.

"Yep. I've been here for a few years now."

"Huh. I've never seen you any of the previous times I've been in here."

"Maybe I was in the back or off of work, then," she shrugged, "can I get you anything?"

"Uh, a large vanilla latte, if you will."

"Ah, I see you're a man of culture as well. Those are my favourite." (Y/N) gave him a cheesy smile and Keisuke returned it along with a laugh. He looks good when he smiles. He's got a nice laugh, too, she thought to herself with a small blush as she made the drink. (Y/N) handed the cup to Keisuke and he spoke with a playful tone. "Thank you, m'lady."

"Of course, m'lord." She played along, blushing when he winked at her as he walked to a table in the back. Continuing on with her orders, (Y/N) occasionally took small glances over to Keisuke, watching him stare out the window with a thoughtful look. She looked away when he turned her direction.

(Y/N) focused on work for the next few minutes before looking to Keisuke again, thinking he was looking at the window. However, when she made eye contact with him, she then knew otherwise. She blushed bright red and he smiled a bit. Whether it was in amusement or admiration, she didn't know.

Sometime later, Keisuke came back up to the counter. Is he getting another one? (Y/N) helped the few customers she already had before he was next in line. "Another latte?" she tilted her head in question.

"Nah, I need a large cappuccino. It's for Kenta; he's always tired as hell when he comes into work. The guy always looks like he'd pass out any minute when he walks in." The both of them chuckled as she rung up the order. He paid for it and she started making it. Handing it over a minute later, Keisuke asked, "Can I also get the pretty girl's number?" he wore a half-smile and half-smirk like he couldn't figure out which expression he wanted to have more.

"You gave me yours; I can text you and you'll have it." (Y/N) replied with an amused face.

"Yeah, but there's something about getting her number written down and handed to you. It just hits different, you know?" he finally settled for a smirk.

"Hmm." She rolled her eyes as she grabbed a pen and paper from a note pad, writing down her phone number. Tearing the page, she handed it to him.

"See? It just feels so nice." Keisuke said as he took it.

"Yeah, yeah, go to work." (Y/N) waved him off and he gave one more chuckle before heading out, waving his hand in a "see you later" gesture.

The hours continued on and it slowly came time for (Y/N)'s shift to end. Punching out and changing back into her day clothes, she remembered she was going to see Takeshi about the note he wrote.

The walk from the coffee shop to his house was about the same time it took to get to her apartment. Her thoughts ran wild and she wondered what he would say, what she would say and how it would end. Time flew rather quickly while she was in thought and was at Takeshi's place in no time.

The black 3-2 in the driveway indicated he was here. Passing it, she went up to the front door and rang the doorbell. She waited a few seconds before it opened, revealing Takeshi.

"Hey (Y/N), how are you?" he motioned for her to come inside and she complied.

"I'm alright, and you?" she took her shoes off.

"I'm fine. Do you want anything to drink?" he asked as she followed behind him.

"Water is good." (Y/N) replied as she walked over to the couch. Takeshi sat down a minute later and handed it to her. "Thanks," she smiled, taking it, "I read the note you left as well."

"Yeah, uh, sorry if it was weird or creepy doing that and not waking you up. You looked tired so I didn't want to bother you." Takeshi rubbed the back of his neck with a small blush.

"It's okay." (Y/N) chuckled. "I'm also sorry for not coming back up to Akina earlier. Shingo brought a friend and introduced her and I kind of got into talking with her pretty quickly. We ended up going down for coffee then to drive back up when the race was finished, but that obviously didn't go as planned."

"What did you both talk about?" she asked as she stared at the glass in her hands.

"I asked her for advice." Takeshi stated simply. What kind of advice would make him want to go all the way down for coffee and not just ask for it where we were?

"What kind?" she pressed.

"Just cooking advice." Takeshi shrugged and looked calm about it. (Y/N)'s expression went from a simple raised eyebrow to full blown confusion.

"Cooking advice... really?" she looked at him, her expression and tone saying, are you serious?

"Yeah."

"You could've just asked me for that, dummy." (Y/N) burst out laughing at the ridiculous answer.

"Hey, maybe I wanted to make one of everything you liked and surprise you with it. I wouldn't want to ask how to make everything and then give it you the next day. That would give away the surprise." Takeshi explained, keeping a straight face as best as possible.

"You left me on a mountain for cooking advice." (Y/N) brought her laughter down to a chuckle. "You're one of a kind, Takeshi. Only you would do something like that."

"I suppose I would. But I am sorry for leaving you there, nonetheless. You didn't walk all the way down Akina though, did you?" his expression held a bit of worry.

"Oh god, no. Keisuke gave me a ride back to my apartment. His team was the last to leave." She replied then took a sip of her water.

"Takahashi?" Takeshi asked, a hint of jealously in his tone.

"Yeah, I met him at the race, and he talked with me when I was kind of moping next to a guardrail. You were with that girl, so I kind of got angsty and sat there pouting." It was now (Y/N)'s turn to rub her neck awkwardly.

"Do you like him?" he questioned after a moment of silence.

"He's nice from what I've seen, but I only met him two days ago. It's not like I'd instantly take a huge liking to him as soon as I meet him. The same goes for anyone." (Y/N) shrugged as she spoke and swirled the water in the glass around. Takeshi only nodded as he thought about it.

She better not like Takahashi. The rich bastard has an attitude as big as his ego. Then again, she said she got jealous when I was talking with Sayuki so... maybe she does like me more than a friend. If so, I can put that plan into effect soon and see how much she really likes me. How the hell am I supposed to subtly ask where she wants to go and what she wants to do though? He was pulled from his thoughts when (Y/N) shook him.

"Are you back from the clouds now?" she asked with a smile.

"Yeah, thanks to your furious shaking." He said playfully.

"Hey! I didn't shake you too much. It's hard to get you out of dreamland. You're like Takumi. Maybe you two are secretly related. I mean, both your names do start with 'Tak.'" (Y/N) smirked.

"If I were related to Fujiwara, I'm sure I'd be on his level of driving." He said matter of fact.

"True, but maybe you need to drive a Trueno to be on his level."

"I'm not driving some old, outdated piece of crap like that."

"That "old, outdated piece of crap" beat you in a race, genius." (Y/N) laughed when Takeshi gave her a highly unimpressed look.

"Shut up." He muttered and leaned back into the couch, a small pout on his face.

"Aww, is Tak pouting?" she giggled childishly and hugged him.

"I don't pout, I'm not four."

"I don't know, that pout says otherwise." A cheesy grin made its way to her face.

"I'm not pouting!" He groaned and leaned his head back.

"Alright, alright, I believe you." She put her hands up in mock surrender.

"Yeah, sure."

"I think I am going to head home though. I do have work tomorrow and it got late." Getting off the couch, she stretched.

"I can drive you." Following her to the front door, they slipped their shoes on and headed out. Getting to her apartment a few minutes later, she thanked Takeshi for the ride, did her nightly routine and went to bed.

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Well, that was a long day. Stretching her arms as she walked, (Y/N) headed out of the coffee shop. Maybe I can go and pick up something for dinner. I haven't eaten anything outside of grocery stores in a while. She stopped at the end of the sidewalk, waiting for the crosswalk signal to turn green.

A car revved, causing her to turn around. Her eyes landed on the bright yellow FD and Keisuke leaned his head out. "Looks like I caught you just in time, huh?" he put on a charming smile as she made her way over to him.

"Good to see you too." (Y/N) grinned.

"Are you doing anything right now?"

"Nope, I just finished work and was going to get some dinner."

"I know a place we can go to and pick something up." Keisuke suggested.

"Sure, why not?" she smiled, getting in the car when he motioned to the door. As Keisuke drove, she couldn't help but watch how smoothly he did everything. From pushing the clutch in, shifting the gears, and maneuvering around cars, all in one fluid motion. It was almost hypnotizing.

This area is a lot higher end and rich looking. (Y/N) took in the scenery and the buildings, as well as seeing a couple expensive looking cars pass by.

"What area is this?" she faced Keisuke.

"Takasaki. My brother and I live somewhere over there." He pointed in a general direction to his right.

"It's nice here. Everything is in great condition." She said, impressed. Keisuke lightly chuckled at her amazed expression.

"Well, it is a richer area. They have to have everything looking pretty around here." He pulled into a restaurant parking lot and she nodded in acknowledgement. It makes sense; the Takahashi's are rich. Getting out of the FD, she followed Keisuke.

"You like sushi, right?" he asked, looking over to her.

"Yeah, I love it. It's been a while since I've had it." Her smile grew at the thought of eating some again.

"Have you ever been on Akagi?" Keisuke questioned curiously as they walked to the entrance.

"Nope."

"Do you want to get the food to go and eat up there? There's a little shrine we can sit at that's got a nice view." He suggested, a cool and calm demeanor on his features.

"Yeah, that sounds nice." She met his gaze with sparkling eyes and a smile. Luckily, she didn't seem to notice when Keisuke's eyes widened a little and froze in place for a moment.

Damn, she's beautiful.

He insisted on paying to the point he wasn't taking no for answer. (Y/N) gave up on trying to convince him otherwise and ordered what she wanted. He wore a prideful smirk that screamed, "I won." The two of them chatted until they got the food and returned to the FD.

(Y/N) held onto the food as Keisuke drove. Once they reached the bottom of Akagi, she was almost hypnotized again watching him speed up to the top. It was different than driving through the city. His movements were still fluid and smooth, but faster. His left hand is on the wheel one minute and within a second, he shifts, and his hand is back on the wheel.

It's so fast, it almost didn't seem to happen. He's amazing. Who knows how long he had to practice for to drive this smooth and in a rhythm?

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She's been looking at me since we got to the foot of Akagi. Is she watching me drive or spacing out? Either way, she's looking at me and I love it. The blonde smiled but kept it subtle. Slowing down, he turned the car into a parking spot next to the shrine. Keisuke noticed (Y/N) wasn't moving and she was still staring.

Maybe she did space out. He thought for a minute before smirking and pressed the horn for a second making (Y/N) jump and yell. Immediately cracking up, she looked at him with an "are you serious?" expression.

"Your food is mine now." She got out of the car and quickly walked to the stairs of the shrine.

"Hey, no it's not!" Whining, he got out and went after her. She chuckled and took out the containers, handing his over.

"So, what kind of job do you have? You said Kenta works with you, right?" (Y/N) asked curiously then took a bite of her food and Keisuke nodded.

"I own a repair shop not too far from where you work, actually. I took Kenta in when he needed a job like I took him in to teach him to race. Most of the other RedSuns also work there too."

"Aww, that's nice. What kind of repairs? Cars?"

"Yep. They're pretty easy to fix and you're working on something you love so it makes the job seem less like a job." The blonde gave a small shrug as he ate.

"Easy? Cars are so compact together with all their parts. How do you even know what is what, what goes where, and how to not mess it up?" she spoke, a highly confused expression on her features. Keisuke laughed at how cute she was.

"It's a lot easier than it looks. You get used to where everything is after spending time working on them." She nodded with a hum that didn't sound convinced. "You know... if you ever end up hating your job, you could always come work with me. I won't make you play around with the cars, don't worry." He suggested.

"What kind of work would I do then?" she asked, her head, tilted.

"Check people in, write down what they want done on their car, you give us the reports for it, and then we work on it. It's not very glamorous but it could be easy."

"I'll take that into consideration. It sounds a lot better than standing in a coffee shop for ten hours. Probably more fun with your group there as well." She giggled lightly and Keisuke smiled. They finished eating in comfortable silence from there on.

The sun set quickly and the rays of orange and pink across the sky are the only light left. Keisuke's sharp blue eyes landing on (Y/N), he loved looking at her. The soft smile she wore, the sparkle in her eyes, her hair gently being moved by the breeze. My god, she's gorgeous. I want to kiss her.

"(Y/N)." She turned towards him.

"Yea-?" He leaned in and cut her off as his lips touched hers. So soft. She froze for a moment before relaxing. When he pulled away, he saw her eyes wide with surprise.

"Uh, sorry. You're just... beautiful." The blonde chuckled nervously and looked elsewhere, embarrassed.

"It's okay, I just wasn't expecting that." She blushed. "And thank you, you are too; i-in a guy way, obviously." She replied with a stutter. He hummed at her cute response. It only made her blush more to the point she looked like a tomato.

As they sat in silence, Keisuke decided it would be a good time to tell her. "I like you. A lot, actually. I didn't think I'd end up falling for someone else after I broke up with my previous girlfriend. After I started racing, it was all I wanted to do. But you managed to work your way into my head and now you're all I think about. Almost everything reminds me of you." He played with his fingers as he explained, getting glances at her every couple seconds.

Her soft features were a bit shocked before turning into that bright smile the man started to love so much. "I really like you too, Keisuke. You are an amazing person. You're not bad like a lot of people say you are, you're a nice guy." She put one of her soft hands on his, linking their fingers together. Keisuke closed his, interlocking them and the tips resting on the back of her hand.

They turned more towards each other, eyes making contact. Slowly, the blonde moved his other hand to the back of her neck. Her silky hair was weaved through his fingers. Glancing at her eyes and lips, he started to lean in, and she did the same. As their lips barely brushed against each other's, they paused for a moment. After looking into her eyes one more time, Keisuke finally pressed his lips onto her soft ones.

They molded together perfectly. Every movement, every angle, it was perfect; not one flaw. (Y/N) brought her other hand up, running her fingers through his soft, spiky hair. He loved the feel of it, sighing blissfully into the kiss, making it a little rougher. He pulled away, changing the angle before reattaching their lips all in one swift motion.

They kissed for what felt like hours. (Y/N) moved and tugged on his hair making him moan loudly into the kiss. Keisuke instantly froze and she pulled away with surprise. She looked at him and he turned red. Thank god its dark out.

"S-sorry." (Y/N) said sheepishly. Did I do that? He actually liked it, though, I think. It was an accident.

"N-no, no, i-it's fine. I-i uh- well... umm... y-yeah." He stuttered, not knowing what to say. Fuck, way to go Keisuke. "Should I, uh, take you home? It's probably late for you." He asked awkwardly, not knowing what else to say.

"Y-yeah, sure. Thanks." Standing up, the two walked to the FD that sat, waiting patiently. Getting in, they sat in a silence that was kind of awkward. None of them said anything as the blonde took her home.

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"Thanks for the ride, and sorry about earlier." She rubbed her neck as she stood next to the driver side.

"It's fine, I didn't know I'd do that, honestly." He chuckled. "I'll see you around then sometime?"

"Yeah, definitely." (Y/N) smiled to him and he returned it along with a nod. She headed up to her apartment after that and Keisuke stayed until he saw her walk in the door before he left.

Tonight, was fun. Keisuke's a great guy; and kisser too. She blushed at the memory. Pulling her phone out to check the time she notices a missed call notification and instantly pales. Everything around her freezes, time feels like it stopped, and she is eternally stuck looking at her phone. The only thing she can hear, and feel is her heart beating heavily against her chest and the dread creeping into her heart and head. The dread of feeling like she betrayed him with what she did. Betraying the one she really loves.

Slowly walking to her bedroom, she can only think of how angry and betrayed he's going to feel when he finds out. Whether it's her that tells him or something else. Sitting on the floor and leaning against the side of the bed she stared at the wall, thinking of all the possibilities that could or would happen, what Takeshi would say and do.

Would he leave her? Ignore her, block her number and run away? She can't even imagine that; what she would do if that happened. She would die inside more than she already is. She could only hope he'd forgive her. She was caught up in the moment. She didn't fully think it through that Keisuke was confessing that he loved her. She should've realized when they kissed. God, Takeshi is going to hate her. Not only did she betray him like this, she kissed his enemy.

(Y/N) stayed in that one spot all night. She couldn't move, she didn't feel like she deserved to sleep. She felt like she deserved to stay up and wallow in her guilt. She called her boss saying she couldn't make it into work the next day. Setting her phone back down in front of her, she stared at it. The notification that was there, haunted her.

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"Hi! What can I get for you?" the barista at the counter spoke cheerfully.

"I was wondering if (Y/N) was in today?" Takeshi asked.

"No, she called in sick earlier this morning. She didn't sound good at all." A quick flash of worry ran through his head.

"Alright, thanks." Replying a bit short, he immediately left. He was definitely not getting a good feeling from this as he hurried over to his GT-R, driving to (Y/N)'s.

At her door, he knocked and waited. (Y/N), still in the same spot, the same position she was since last night, didn't move. Hearing the knocks made her thoughts run wild.

What if it was him? What if he found out?

"What if" was the only thing she could think of. All of the bad possibilities, and not a single good one. She didn't dare move if it was Takeshi waiting out there, waiting to- "(Y/N), you in there? You okay?"

He was worried.

Maybe he wasn't waiting to yell at her. She wanted to let him in but didn't know if she could handle how he'd react when he sees her. He called her name again. "If you don't answer, I'm going to let myself in." Takeshi waited another minute and sighed, finding the key to the door and unlocking it.

(Y/N) shrunk further into the blanket that was wrapped around her as she heard him walk in. With no one in the first half of the apartment, Takeshi went straight to her room. The closed door being the only separation between them.

"(Y/N)? You in here?" asking lightly, he listened for any kind of sound. Hearing a small, scared whine, he opened he the door. Seeing her curled up with a hand on each side of her head, he rushed over to her.

"Hey, what happened? You alright? Did someone do something to you?" he asked frantically, gently holding her face with one hand on each side of her cheeks. She shook her head and whispered, "I'm sorry" and "I didn't mean to" over and over.

"Talk to me, please. I'm sure what ever happened isn't your fault." Takeshi reasoned with a light tone.

"I-I can't... Y-you're going to h-hate me." She stuttered, still whispering.

"(Y/N), I can never hate you. You know that. I love you too damn much to hate you. Now talk to me, please?" as he spoke, he gently ran his fingers through her hair. She stayed quiet for a minute, but the motion seemed to have calmed her down slightly.

"I kissed Keisuke." (Y/N) reluctantly told Takeshi the entire story, not being able to look him in the eye as she did so. She didn't want to know what expression he had. She kissed his enemy, why wouldn't he be pissed?

"You think I'm going to hate you for kissing Takahashi?" was the first thing he said. Hesitantly looking up at him, he didn't look angry but maybe a bit disappointed... or jealous?

Is he disappointed in me now?

"Sure, I don't like the guy and I lost to him in a race, but I'm not going to hate you for liking someone. I can't control who you end up liking and I'm not going to be that douche that says you can't be around anyone but me. I'd hate myself for that before I ever hate you." He ran his fingers through her hair again with a small smile.

"But I love you too, Tak. I like both of you. I just- I don't know." Letting out a sigh, (Y/N) rested her chin on top of her knees. She was a lot calmer now that she knew Takeshi didn't despise her.

"You'll figure it out. Even if you choose him, I'll still be here for you just as I always have been since we met. Although, I'd be lying if I said I didn't want you to pick me." He chuckled lightly, (Y/N) doing the same with a small smile. He helped her stand up, telling her she should go to bed.

"Stay with me?" (Y/N) lightly held his wrist.

"Always."

He got on the other side of the bed, mostly laying down while leaning on his arm and keeping his head propped up. (Y/N) immediately snuggled into him. She fell asleep rather quickly, given how exhausting it was to stay up like she did. Takeshi had an arm wrapped around her shoulders, his fingers weaving through her silky-smooth hair as she slept curled up next to him. Even in the bright morning light, she can sleep like a rock. Takeshi stayed awake for a little while, eventually changing his position to lay down completely. Soon enough, he found himself falling asleep. Pulling (Y/N) closer so she was spooned in front of him, an arm wrapped around her waist, he finally falls asleep.

Throughout the rest of the week, her and Takeshi spent more time together. It was long overdue that they hung out again. They went to the beach, mall, restaurants, and shops. When there was a race on Myogi that one of the NightKids partook in, she would go along to cheer them on. Especially if it was Takeshi. He had lost the last few against the 8-6 and Keisuke, but he seemed to be improving greatly with the recent wins he has been racking up from these other teams.

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"Hey aniki, you got a minute?" Keisuke knocked Ryosuke's door.

"Yes, come in."

Opening it and walking in, he sat on the edge of his brother's bed. He was typing away on his laptop, running through all the simulations like usual. "You wanted to talk about something?" The blonde leaned forward, putting his arms on his knees as he looked at him. He typed a few more things before stopping and turning towards his younger brother.

"You're starting to remind me more of Fujiwara." He wore a teasing smile.

"What the hell makes you think I'm like that kid? Are you messing with me or are you saying my driving has suddenly gotten to a god-like level?"

"No, I mean with your spacing out. You've been zoning out and daydreaming a lot more recently. Reminds me of him, that's all."

"Oh. Well, I got a lot on my mind, alright?" looking away, Keisuke scratched his head, messing up his soft blonde locks, trying to hide the red covering his ears.

"It's that girl you've been with, isn't it? (Y/N), right?" Ryosuke said with a smirk.

Kei's cheeks started turning red. "No! It's not- maybe a couple times, but nothing major- yeah..." He sighed, giving up. All Ryosuke did was chuckle.

Aniki knows me too damn well.

"Maybe you should go see her again? Go plan something for a day. You seemed unnaturally happy when you came home the last time you went out with her."

"Aniki!" Looking at the floor, Keisuke pouted. "What would I do if I hung out with her again? I haven't made plans and she hasn't texted me since we went up to Akagi over a week ago."

"Have you tried texting her?"

"No."

"Maybe she's waiting for you to do something. She looked a bit shy when I first saw her."

"Yeah, I suppose. But still, where would she want to go or do?" Resting his chin on his hand, the younger Takahashi tried coming up with ideas.

"You did meet her at a street race, Keisuke." Ryosuke pressed.

"It's not exactly romantic..."

"It doesn't have to be. As long as you both clearly enjoy yourselves, that's all that matters. You took her to a romantic area on Akagi, now take her to something more laid back and casual. You saw how she looked at all the cars and talked with friends there; she enjoys it."

"But the next race is when I race. That would be a lame date when one of us isn't even with the other."

"Then the next one, when you aren't racing will do." Keisuke nodded and Ryosuke went back to his simulations. Getting up, the FD driver went to his room to think of a way to ask (Y/N) on another date.

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Ryosuke walked into the coffee shop (Y/N) worked at, heading for the counter. She was surprised to him, but greeted him nonetheless. He asked if she was available Saturday night to attend the race Keisuke was partaking in. Ryosuke explained what he and his brother talked about and that he thought of her showing up would be a nice surprise for Keisuke.

(Y/N) excitedly agreed, wanting to see the look on his face when he saw her. Ryosuke ordered a coffee and left soon after, telling her he'd pick her up from her apartment some time before the race.

When he picked her up as promised, and the got to the start of Akagi, she saw Keisuke's FD and him leaning against it, arms crossed. Driving past him, Ryosuke continued up the pass.

"He's racing uphill. When it's over and he's here at the top, you should be the first thing he sees when he passes the finish line." He explained when he saw her looking at the FD.

When they got to the top and Ryosuke talked with the other RedSuns, the uphill race started. Now, all (Y/N) had to do was wait. When the race was nearing an end Ryosuke told her to stand a little further out. Keisuke would have more time to look around after slowing down when crossing the finish line.

The headlights of two cars appeared around the corner, everyone waited to see who was in the lead.

"It's Keisuke!" Kenta yelled as he raised a fist in the air. They crossed the finish line, Keisuke being the winner. As the other RedSuns and some spectators cheered, (Y/N) had a proud smile while she clapped for him. As he slowed down, he took his gaze off the road and to the first movement he saw just to the left of him. His eyes widened with surprise when he saw (Y/N) standing there.

The proud smile she wore as she looked at him made him feel warm inside. He felt appreciated and that someone else was truly proud of him. Sure, he felt good when Ryosuke complimented his racing and wins, but not like this. Her smile alone got rid of any worries he was holding onto. Keisuke pulled the FD over to (Y/N) and got out. He wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

"Nice job, Kei! I'm proud of you!" (Y/N) spoke first and hugged him. Her small arms wrapped around his waist, and her head leaning on his chest. He blushed at the nickname and her touch, hugging her back. He wanted to kiss her on instinct but held himself back. It felt like forever, but they pulled away from the hug only a moment later.

"Thanks. I uh- didn't know you'd be out here. I mean, I'm happy you are, I just wasn't expecting it." He rubbed the back of his head.

"It was a surprise. Ryosuke came up with it and I liked the idea. Looks like it worked, huh?" she gave him a childish smile.

"Yeah, it sure did." He looked over at Ryosuke who wasn't looking at them but had a knowing smile as he sipped on some coffee. Keisuke let out a short hum and focused back on (Y/N).

"So, were you planning on going back home, or hanging around for a little while?" he leaned against his FD and the engine seemed to hum in delight as soon as his body touched it.

"If there's nothing else going on after this, I'd probably ask for a ride home. But, if you want to do something, I'm all for it." She smiled up at him. He thought for a moment before the idea of food popped into his head.

"We can grab a bite to eat if you're hungry. That race got me starving."

"Sure, I haven't eaten in a while either. Is everyone coming along?"

"Would it be okay if it was just us?" Keisuke asked a bit hesitantly.

"Of course, I don't mind." (Y/N) replied happily. Keisuke seemed to light up at her words.

"Then let's go. The faster we get there, the faster we can get some good ass food." (Y/N) laughed as they got in the FD, driving away.

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As they sat in a booth next to the window, they chatted about races, cars, things they like to do in their free time, anything really. Keisuke listened attentively when she spoke about things she loved, places she likes to go, all of it. He wanted to know every bit about her, every detail of what made her so lovable, so beautiful. Their conversation soon turned to the events of when they were on top of Akagi.

"I didn't make that too awkward, did I?" Keisuke asked shyly.

"No, not at all. I liked it." (Y/N) reassured with a smile and light tint of blush on her cheeks.

"I probably should've asked first before I did that... I don't know if you already have a boyfriend or like someone else. And it could have made you really uncomfortable. It's just... I don't know, something about you is so enticing. You're perfect." Keisuke scratched his cheek with a blush. She knew he wasn't lying with the honesty that was laced in his voice.

"I'm not dating anyone; however, I do like two guys..." She trailed off, contemplating her next words. "But I don't know who I like more. They are both so sweet. I don't want to get too close to them and hurt the other. It wouldn't be fair, and it would seem like I was dragging the other along in some kind of sick game." Keisuke nodded in understanding. He knew who she was talking about.

Him and Nakazato.

"Don't pressure yourself too much about it, alright? Take the time to think it through; it's not a race. You've known Nakazato far longer than me, so it wouldn't be too much of a surprise if you chose him. But I would obviously prefer if you picked me." He chuckled, half-jokingly and half serious. She smiled and lightly giggled. "Either way, if I'm not the one, I won't think of you any different and I still got that job offer standing for you." He smiled reassuringly.

"Thank you, Keisuke."

"Mm-hmm."

The two talked a little while longer before deciding it was time to go. Keisuke drove her home, watching as the bright headlights of the FD illuminated her for a moment as she passed in front of it. He waited like he did the first few times until he saw her walk safely into her apartment. He lingered for a few minutes, his thoughts taking over.

What if she can't choose just one of us? Would we have to let the best man win? Would the two of us race it out again but this time, for her? Whoever wins, gets (Y/N). He finally pulled away and drove home, his thoughts continuing to run wild.

What if we... no, there's no way in hell I would be okay sharing her with Nakazato...would I?

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Keisuke waited at the top of Myogi for Nakazato to arrive. The thoughts of who she'd end up with and the possibility of the two guys sharing her would not leave his mind. He hates Nakazato and sure as hell doesn't think he deserves (Y/N), let alone date her. He hurt her once before, ditching her for some slutty looking chick. Keisuke would be damned if he let that happen again. They can be friends all they want, but she doesn't need to be hurt because the guy can't have just one girl to pay attention to.

Takeshi thought of a remarkably similar scenario as he drove up the pass. Takahashi was a cocky, self-righteous rich kid. He thinks he's better than everyone else because he's got the money. He would probably persuade (Y/N) somehow to date him because of that. Although, he knows she's smarter than that and won't use people for money. Takahashi can get any girl to be wrapped around his finger and do what he wants. Who's to say he won't do the same to her?

Takeshi reached the top of the mountain and pulled over near the FD. Keisuke watched him pull in from his spot on the hood. Getting out of the R32, Takeshi leaned against the side of it and met Keisuke's gaze.

"So. You wanted to talk?" Takeshi spoke first.

"Yeah. It seems we both have an interest in the same girl. Thing is, I'm not entirely convinced that you deserve her." Keisuke's tone held a bit of hostility.

"And what makes you think you do?" Nakazato narrowed his eyes.

"Easy. I'm not the one who ditched her for a slut."

"You don't know why I did."

"Then do explain. I'd love to hear it."

"I've been planning on asking (Y/N) out for a while. I didn't have any ideas on how to make it impressive, so, I was looking for advice from a girl that wasn't her to give the surprise away. Sayuki is a friend of Shingo's and when he brought her to the race, I figured that was my chance to get some ideas. I got caught up in trying to make plans that would pass (Y/N)'s expectations and when she suggested going down for coffee, I didn't think anything wrong with that when we left." Takeshi answered honestly, his voice never wavered with unsureness.

"That still doesn't explain the fact you forgot your fucking best friend on the top of a mountain and never came back to get her." Keisuke glared at him now.

"I did go back. Everyone was already gone. I tried calling her, thinking someone took her but never got anything. I looked for her around the area until I decided to try her apartment. She was there, already sleeping so I left a note for her to come and see me so I could apologize and explain everything." Takeshi was getting annoyed with Takahashi. Why would I lie about this?

"You broke into her apartment?" Keisuke asked with disbelief.

"No, we have the key to each other's place," Takeshi held up a key attached to the keychain, "for emergencies like that was." Keisuke hummed. That he could understand; it was a good idea, honestly.

"Now, you. I don't think you deserve her, either. You're a rich bastard who can get any girl he wants to be wrapped around his finger. And you're sure as hell one self-righteous ass; always thinking he's better than everyone else." He crossed his arms, his gaze never leaving Keisuke's eyes.

"Firstly, you seem to mistake self-righteous for confidence. I'm confident in myself and my skills. Are you? Secondly, I despise girls that overdress themselves. They flaunt themselves for attention and to get fucked by anyone; it makes me sick."

His tone became softer, "If I wasn't interested in having a girlfriend, I wouldn't have pursued her. It can't get any simpler than that. (Y/N) is one of a kind and she makes me feel like I'm actually worth something. The way she looks at you when she's proud of something you did, the glow in her eyes when she's happy to see you, and how her smile alone gets rid of any kind of worries or stress you've been holding in all day. She's beautiful. I can't give that up, I can't give her up." Keisuke stared at the ground; his voice had a hint of desperation.

Takeshi processed the blonde's words and he couldn't agree more. Everything about her was perfection. She was too good to pass up and let go. Takahashi was being honest as well. Takeshi might not get along with him, but he at least knew (Y/N) would be taken care of with him. That didn't mean Takeshi was going to give her up that easily, though.

"I can agree with you on that. I can also see you're serious about wanting to be with her." Uncrossing his arms, he walked over to Keisuke.

"Same to you." His gaze met Takeshi's; he wasn't glaring anymore, wearing a neutral expression.

"Heh, yeah. But I'm sure as hell not giving her up that easily, Takahashi." He stopped in front of Keisuke with a light smirk playing on his face.

"Neither am I, Nakazato." He returned the smirk.

"How about a race to settle this? Whoever wins, gets (Y/N). If she approves of this first, of course." Takeshi held his hand out.

"Deal." Keisuke took his hand and shook it, then they both said, "May the best man win."

Falling Into My Heart - Keisuke's Ending

• Keisuke Takahashi x Reader | Smut | (Full Story Here!) | (Takeshi's Ending Here!) • Word Count: 4,624. • Synopsis: In which Keisuke plans a small road trip along with a grand date, and at the end, some teasing works up the blonde racer, leading to a night filled with passion.

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When the boys told (Y/N) of their plan, she agreed it was a good idea. Still not knowing who she loves more, the race will make it fair game, along with making the decision easier. This isn't a race anyone spoke of for spectators to come to Myogi and see. Everyone called it a practice run and no one else was interested in it. The NightKids and the RedSuns were here however to watch the corners and finish line, making sure no one pulled tricks and lied about who really won. When everyone was situated and the cars lined up at the start, the race began immediately.

With the team members keeping everyone else updated, all the others could do was wait to hear who finished first. (Y/N) was hoping deep down that Keisuke would win. He may be a bit headstrong and have an attitude sometimes, but deep down, he's a really caring guy and a huge softy.

She was pulled from her thoughts when one of the RedSuns spoke up.

"The race is over; Keisuke won!" (Y/N) couldn't contain the smile that quickly made its way onto her face. She was ecstatic and genuinely happy it was him. She waited for them to drive back up, Keisuke being the one to pull over next to her. She pulled him into a tight hug as soon as he shut the car's door, taking him by surprise. Keisuke returned it, picking her up in the process, hugging her back just as tight with a grin on his face.

(Y/N) had her legs wrapped around his waist, staying like this for a short time as they talked about the race and her congratulating his win. It was only when she said she wanted to speak to Takeshi that he set her back down.

Takeshi noticed her coming his way and stood up from his spot on the R32's hood.

"Hey, Tak." She greeted, standing in front of him.

"Hey." He replied, not knowing what else to say.

"We're still gonna hang around each other and talk, right?" she asked a bit nervously.

He looked at her a bit surprised. "Yeah, of course. This isn't changing anything between us. I don't mind staying the way we are at all; losing you would be worse." With a reassuring smile, he pulled her in for a hug that she gladly returned.

"I was planning to take you to Tokyo sometime, if you'd be up for that at least?"

"Yeah, that sounds great." They talked a few minutes more, making a couple plans for future visits before they parted ways, (Y/N) going back to Keisuke.

"So, what do you want to do now?" the blonde asked as they got in the FD.

"We could hang out at your place for a little while and then take me home? I have work in the morning."

"Sounds good," Keisuke pulled onto the road, "speaking of work... you still interested in working with me and the guys at the shop?"

"Yeah, that'd be great! I'll put in my notice tomorrow at work too."

"Well, guess I only have two weeks left to buy your lattes, huh? The other girl there doesn't make them anywhere near as good as you." Keisuke smiled playfully.

"I can make you more whenever you want; I know the recipe." (Y/N) winked at him. He wore a cheesy smile and yelled, "Yes!"

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A month flew by like a car on the downhill, (Y/N) easily adjusted into the new job at the shop and it was a hell of a lot more fun. Most of the RedSuns work there, who are all friendly, and with Keisuke being an easy-going boss, there's no stress or frustration trying to get a job done in an unrealistic amount of time. The only frustration (Y/N) is currently having, is trying to get an answer out of Keisuke.

"If you tell me where we're going, I'll pack my stuff." She negotiated.

"Or, you pack your stuff, I drive us there, and then you find out where we're going." He smirked and she groaned.

"Come on, Kei. It can't be that hard to tell someone where you're taking them."

"And it can't be that hard to pack some clothes for a weekend and sit for an hour drive. Come on gorgeous, you can do it. I believe in you." Still wearing that smirk, he winked at her as he sat on the couch in her apartment. She let out another groan of frustration, muttering a long, "Fine" as she went to her room.

She came back out a few minutes later with two full bags and stared at him expectantly. "Alright, now we can go," was all Keisuke said as he stood up and headed for the door, (Y/N) trailing behind him. She put her bags in the hatch then got in the passenger side of the FD. Keisuke pulled out of the apartment complex, following a series of roads and the highway, the two of them talking along the way for the hour drive.

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Pulling into a parking spot, Keisuke shut off the car and popped open the hatch. The beach? (Y/N) looked out at the sparkling ocean, the sound of waves crashing against each other and the smell of salt water surrounded them. Keisuke grabbed a small bag filled with towels as (Y/N) dug through hers for her swimsuit.

"I'm gonna go change quick. I'm lucky I brought one of these." She said and Keisuke chuckled. "I'll wait here." Nodding in response, she scurried off to the closest changing room. Coming back out a few minutes later in a (F/C) swimsuit, she saw Keisuke leaning against the FD - with no shirt on - and stared with a blush on her cheeks, going to her ears. Wow, he's hot.

When he noticed her walking back, he blushed just as much as her, as well as staring just as much as her. She looked good in that colour and how it hugged her curves perfectly. Wow, she's gorgeous.

"Hey gorgeous." Keisuke said with a smile, his blush now light.

"Hey hotshot." She mimicked him. His smile turned to a proud smirk at the name. He took her hand in his and they walked down to the beach. Finding an empty spot, they laid a huge towel over the sand and an umbrella over it. After they set it up, they headed for the water. (Y/N) was taking her time since she claimed it was freezing, when it's the middle of summer. So, Keisuke being Keisuke, took matters into his own hands.

"Keisuke Takahashi, you put me down right now!" she wiggled around trying to get out of his hold.

"C'mon babe, it isn't that cold." He laughed and walked further in the water.

"Yes, it is! Put me down!"

Keisuke smirked and shrugged. "If you insist." He simply dropped his arms and (Y/N) fell in the water. She squealed and instantly stood up, quickly making her way back to shore, chanting "Cold, cold, cold, cold!" as she moved. Keisuke followed behind her as he laughed.

Getting back to their spot, she grabbed two big towels and wrapped them around herself in a cocoon, basking in the newfound warmth. Keisuke playfully teased her as he was laying in the sun and she responded by throwing a damp towel over his face. He grumbled something as he got it off and she chuckled.

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"A hotel?" (Y/N) asked as Keisuke pulled into the parking lot. "Yeah, I got a one more thing planned out for today, so by the time we leave it would be late. I figured we could crash here for the night, if that's okay?"

She nodded. "Fine by me." Both of them grabbed their bags out of the hatch, and went inside. Keisuke checked in and led them to the room.

It's a high end one, for sure. Expensive furniture in each main room, grand styled walls, fancy carpets, the whole nine yards. The room they had was just as rich. With a lot of space, a king-sized bed, a balcony with a perfect view of the beach, it even had a small chandelier in the center of the ceiling. The room consisted of black, grey, and white giving it a sharp, clean appearance.

"Wow..." (Y/N) looked around the room in awe.

"You like it?" Keisuke asked as he set his bags down.

"More than that; this is beautiful." She put her things down next to Keisuke's.

"Compared to you, this is nothing." He came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and giving her cheek a light kiss. "I got a reservation for us at the next place, go change and we can leave right away." He gave her another kiss before pulling away and going to one of his bags.

"Is it high end like it is here?" she asked.

"Yeah, kind of." He lightly shrugged, pulling clothes out of the bag.

"I don't have anything that would fit the setting. You never told me anything when you made me pack-"

"Try this, then." Keisuke pulled out a (F/C) dress that glowed in the light. It was the perfect length, shade of colour, and the designs were simple and elegant, blending in with the dress smoothly. He held it out to her, his signature smile played on his lips.

She gently took it, gazing at it with amazement. She looked up at Keisuke with eyes that asked, "Is this really okay?"

All he did was give a nod and wave of his hand towards the bathroom. While she changed, Keisuke started to dress himself in a pristine black suit. (Y/N) walked out of the bathroom in the dress, focusing her attention on adjusting it to fit more comfortably that she didn't notice Keisuke come up behind her and wrap his arms around her waist. He pressed light kisses along her cheek and neck, rubbing her sides gently.

"Hey beautiful." He kissed her cheek again. She turned around in his arms, taking the sight of him in. The way the suit fit around his figure, to the little fixtures in his spiky hair made her lightly bite her lip as she smiled up at him.

"Hey handsome." Trailing her hands up his chest and over his shoulders, she lightly played with the strands of hair at the back of his neck.

Keisuke rested his hands on (Y/N)'s hips, gently squeezing them as she brought him in for a sweet kiss. Melting into it, they both hummed in delight. Keisuke lightly slid his tongue across her bottom lip, asking for entrance. She eagerly complied, giving him free reign to mark his newfound territory. His tongue moved skillfully, taking in every detail and every texture. He earned a muffled moan from (Y/N) when it reached the start of her throat.

They pulled away; their breaths slightly laboured. Their cheeks were flushed, and their reddened lips had a small string of saliva keeping them connected for a moment before breaking. "I think we should go if we want to get there on time." He said breathily.

"Agreed."

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Keisuke pulled into the parking lot of a restaurant that sat on the edge of the beach. Getting out of the FD and inside, they got to their seats in the back of the room. It had a large window that showed a pier going over the water, the sun beginning to set slowly, making its way down to meet the horizon. As they ate and occasionally took sips of their wine, they talked about anything from common interests to what dreams they wanted to achieve in the future.

After dinner, they went to the pier just outside. Keisuke's arm was wrapped around (Y/N)'s waist, his hand resting on her hip. She had both arms around him in a side hug as they slowly walked along the pier taking in the view. Once they reached the end, they leaned towards one another.

Keisuke rested his forehead on (Y/N)'s, both taking in each other's features that were lit up by the light of the setting sun. (Y/N) brought a hand to Keisuke's cheek, softly stroking it. He immediately leaned into the touch, closing his eyes for a moment, and humming with a soft smile. He lifted her chin softly with a finger and pressed his lips onto her soft ones. Moving his hand to the back of her neck, he tilted his head a bit before reconnecting their lips in a long, passionate one.

Pulling away after a few minutes, Keisuke leaned his forehead back on (Y/N)'s and spoke first. "I love you, (Y/N). Thank you for choosing me; I love you to the moon and back for it." He gently pulls her in, arms wrapped around her in a hug.

(Y/N) immediately hugged back. "I love you too, Keisuke. Thank you for everything; you're a miracle." She smiled up at him, staring into his crystal blue eyes before resting her head on his chest, the both of them staring out at the sunset lit ocean.

"Anything for you, beautiful. Anything."

(Lemon)

(Y/N) and Keisuke had just left the restaurant, heading back to the hotel. It was a comforting silence as they simply enjoyed each other's presence. Stopping at a red light, he waited for it to turn green. Although, it was taking a while. (Y/N) didn't seem to notice as she looked around at the scenery. Keisuke checked to see if any other cars were around them, waiting as well.

No one here.

"Babe?"

"Yeah?" (Y/N) turned her head towards him and before she could register anything, Keisuke leaned over and gently held her jaw in place as he smashed his lips onto hers, immediately snaking his tongue into her mouth. He quickly and skillfully moved his tongue throughout every part, taking it all in as if memorizing it.

He noticed a flash of green out of the corner of his eye. Putting the FD into gear, he pulled away and continued driving as if that didn't just happen. (Y/N) sat there, her mouth still slightly open and with a shocked expression. When she processed what had happened, a large, dark blush covered the entirety of her cheeks. Looking forward, she started to think of a way to get revenge on him.

That's when it hit her.

Regaining her composure, (Y/N) wore a subtle smirk she knew Keisuke couldn't see. After he finished changing lanes, she grabbed the middle of his thigh with her hand. Keisuke tensed up as soon as he felt it. His breath hitched and his grip on the steering wheel tightened. He looked at her only to see her staring out the front window with a straight face.

Keisuke swallowed thickly, focusing his attention back on the road without a word. A couple minutes passed when he felt her hand start to slowly, and lightly trail up and down his thigh. Trying to play it off as normal, he casually took hold of her own thigh, just holding it. When her hand trailed back up, it went a bit higher than last time.

Keisuke tensed a bit and squeezed her thigh out of reflex. She made no reaction, making him mentally pout. Her hand went back down, and he relaxed, no longer squeezing her thigh. Keisuke mentally counted the seconds it would take for her hand to trail its way back up towards his hip, trying to prepare himself to not tense up. Her teasing already caused him to have a tent in his pants and he didn't want it to get any worse. At least not yet.

Her hand came back up at the count of fifteen seconds. He didn't react this time when she went higher. But just his luck; she noticed. At the arc of trailing back down his thigh, she purposely brushed the back of her hand against his arousal, earning her a whimper that escaped from his lips and a tight squeeze on the thigh.

Damn, this girl can be a real tease. Keisuke thought with furrowed brows and heavier breaths. The entrance to the hotel parking lot finally came into view and Keisuke sped up before pulling in and quickly parking the FD. He quickly got out and waited for (Y/N) to shut the passenger door so he could lock it, but she decided to take her time.

He tapped his foot in anticipation, wanting to get to their room as quickly as possible. "C'mon babe!" He said quickly as she finally got out.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm going." She shut the door and he locked it. "How are you holding up, hmm?" she asked with an innocent voice, but the smirk said otherwise.

"As soon as we're through those front doors, we're beelining it to the room, got it?" he said in a loud whisper, the feeling of his pants constricting him becoming extremely uncomfortable.

"Alrighty." Was all she replied with as she walked with the smirk still present. Keisuke put both hands in his pockets, pushing them further out on purpose to try and cover his "small" problem. Good thing for him was that no one was in the lobby except the receptionist. It was late at night anyways. He sped walked to the elevators and luckily (Y/N) kept up for him.

They got in and just as the elevator doors closed, Keisuke pinned her against the wall, crashing their lips together in a heated kiss. He picked her up, evening out the height difference and keeping her top half pressed against the wall. With her arms around his neck, she wrapped her legs around his waist and could feel Keisuke lightly grind himself against her. They sighed during the kiss at the same time, their anticipation to finish what had been started grew more and more.

The elevator gave a small ding as its doors opened, and Keisuke pulled (Y/N) away from the wall carrying her down the empty hallway to their room never breaking the kiss. He pulled out the key for the door and unlocked it, walking inside. Keisuke kicked the door shut and flicked the dead bolt to re-lock it then went straight to the bed.

Dropping (Y/N) onto it, he hovered over her, taking his suit jacket off and undoing the buttons on his shirt. She stared at his toned chest and stomach, feeling it up when he leaned over her. Sadly, Keisuke cut it short when he took hold of her wrists and pinned them above her head.

"You're going to pay for that little tease you thought was so clever," his voice was deep and husky as he whispered in her ear, "and you're going to beg for me, sweetheart." He nipped her earlobe, sending shivers down her spine, and traveled down along her neck, licking, biting, and sucking on all parts of it until he found her sweet spot. He marked that spot with a dark hickey, earning a loud moan from her lips and claiming her as his own. Now everyone is going to know who she belongs to; (Y/N) is his and his alone.

Once he was satisfied with his mark, he gently stood her up and unzipped the back of the dress, letting it slip off her shoulders and onto the floor. (Y/N) pushed his shirt off his shoulders, Keisuke getting the hint and taking it off completely and bringing his hands to the back of her bra. He stopped once his fingers reached the clips and he looked into her eyes. "Can I?"

She smiled, nodding. "Go ahead." Almost desperately, he unclipped the hooks and pushed the straps off her shoulders, taking it off.

Keisuke already focused himself on sliding his hands down her curved sides to her underwear. He slid two fingers on the inside, hooking them and pulling it down. He gently moved her to lie back down and he looked her up and down in awe. "God damn, you're so beautiful," he said, moving strands of hair behind her ear, "look at you." His voice, a whisper now, as his thumb lightly stroked her cheek and she leaned into his touch with a soft hum.

Slipping his shoes off, Keisuke climbed on the bed, straddling her with a leg on each side. Leaning over her, he kissed the dark hickey and trailed them down to her breasts. He kissed the side of one before taking it in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it. Not forgetting about the other, he brings a free hand up and starts to gently knead it.

"Keisuke..." (Y/N) lightly moans from the sensation. He switches sides, earning more chants of his name and a mixture of sighs and moans from her. He pulls away after a couple minutes and trails his tongue up her cleavage leaving a trail. He teasingly brushes his lips along her jaw and presses kisses on the corners of her mouth earning a frustrated whine from her. "Kei..."

"Don't think I forgot about your little tease in the car. It's only fair that you get a bit of it as well, right?" he smirked. He brought his hands to (Y/N)'s thighs and squeezed them as he moved himself down to her lower half. He left feathery, teasing kisses on the inside of her thighs, the tips of his fingers lightly trailing up and down. Like she did in the car, every time his fingers went up, they got closer and closer to her core. He purposely brushed his fingers along the edge of her entrance causing her to whine and squirm.

"Keisuke! Please..." She gripped the sheets as she moved, trying to get any kind of friction.

"Good girl, keep begging." He brought his fingers ever closer to the heat between her legs, her continuous pleads finally bringing him to her heat. He pushed a finger in, moving it in and out as he quickened the pace and she moaned his name. It only escalated from there as he put in a second, then a third.

(Y/N) was a mess underneath him; with ruffled hair, red tinted cheeks, and laboured breaths. Keisuke could feel her release building up, so he removed his fingers. She let out a long whimper from the denial. "Keisuke..."

"Don't worry, you'll have it sweetheart." He said as he leaned back, undoing his belt taking both his pants and boxers off in one swift movement. He let out a loud relieved sigh that was a borderline moan. Keisuke moved to hover over (Y/N) but she stopped him, grabbing his shoulders, and flipping him over, forcing him onto his back.

He was pulled from his stunned daze when he felt a tongue trail up his member. His breath hitched and he let out a breathy moan when he looked at (Y/N). He would have watched the entirety of it if he didn't throw his head back against the pillow, a loud moan escaping his lips when she took him in her mouth.

He was wrapped around her finger now.

"(Y-Y/N)!" Keisuke stuttered as she bobbed her head, her tongue swirling around him as she did. When she started to pick up her pace, taking more of him in each time she went down, Keisuke turned into one hell of a mess. Moans, whimpers, begs, they all slipped past his gorgeous lips. His cheeks were smothered in a dark red blush that spread to his ears. His normally upward spiky hair now had strands in every direction and his bangs covered his forehead. His crystal blue eyes were clouded and half-lidded.

When Keisuke whimpered that he was close, (Y/N) instantly pulled away. "(Y/N)! P-please..." She smirked at the man under her as he desperately whined for his release. Funny how he was so dominant just a few minutes ago. Now look at him; he was completely undone, panting heavily beneath her and she's got him begging. It felt good to be on top.

"Please what, Keisuke?" she asked teasingly and leaned forward, her lips barely brushing the edge of his ear as she whispered, "What do you want me to do to you?" she could feel him shiver as he lightly whimpered and squirmed. The blonde muttered words and looked away with a dark blush, the back of his hand covering a part of his mouth. She took his hand, lacing their fingers together as she moved it to rest on the bed.

"Louder, Keisuke."

"F-fuck me, p-please." His voice cracked slightly as she "accidently" grinded against him when he spoke.

"Good boy."

With that, she lowered herself onto his member, both of them groaning in unison. Keisuke brought a hand to her hip, holding her in place. She let go of his other hand and brought hers to the side of his face, the dim light of the room illuminating his features just enough. She gently trailed her hand over his jaw and the side of his neck, all the way down to his waist. She held onto his sides to stabilize herself as she moved.

"God, you feel so good, so warm." He said with a deep voice, his eyes closed, and head back against the pillow. His grip on her hips tightened, leaving crescent marks in her soft skin. (Y/N) picked up her pace, this time moving her hips in a grinding motion.

"Keisuke..." She moaned as he brought his hips up to meet hers every time she came down.

(Y/N) leaned forward and captured Keisuke's lips in a kiss. Their lips molded together perfectly, moving in sync. She slid her tongue across and lightly tugged on his bottom lip with her teeth. With a small moan, Keisuke let her in, allowing her to explore her new territory. Once she was finished, she intertwined their tongues. It was almost like a dance with no leader. They moved how they wanted to, on their own accord. There was no fight for dominance, just a dance.

Keisuke pulled away first and flipped (Y/N) over to take his place. They were both slowly building up their release once again and Keisuke wanted to be the one to finish them both. He paced his rough thrusts at a quick speed and (Y/N) wrapped her legs around him, allowing him to go deeper. She had her arms around his shoulders and fingers tangled in his dirty blonde hair, lightly moaning his name in chants with those sweet lips of hers.

"K-Kei... I'm c-close." She whimpered.

"Me too, baby." His thrusts started getting sloppy and his head lowered into the crook of her neck. His heavy, hot pants could be felt on her skin. With each thrust, he got a moan out of (Y/N) and by God, it was music to his ears. Just as Keisuke was on the edge of release, he whispered in her ear with a husky, breathy voice. "Say my name."

"Kei-Keisuke..."

"Louder, gorgeous." He thrust in deeply.

"Keisuke!" She whined, scratching up his back.

"Louder, (Y/N)! Who do you belong to?!"

"KEISUKE!" Throwing her head back and arching her spine, they came at the same time when Keisuke thrust back in.

Slowly coming down from their high, they relaxed their tense muscles and panted to catch their breath. Keisuke pulled out and tiredly rolled over onto the bed. Moving onto his side, he pulled (Y/N) towards him, holding her against his chest and spooning her.

"You're amazing." He whispered in her hair as he softly rubbed her sides. She hummed happily, snuggling more into him. Just as he was on the verge of sleep, he heard a soft, "Love you, Keisuke." He smiled into her hair, giving her a gentle kiss. "Love you too, gorgeous."

Initial D Masterlist

Links to separate masterlists for each character in Initial D.

Date Last Updated: 2nd of April, 2024.

Newest Work(s): Shingo Shoji - Love Killer, Saturday Night Fever, & Headcanons: Lingerie Shopping.

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Headcanons

Keisuke Takahashi

Ryosuke Takahashi

Takumi Fujiwara

Takeshi Nakazato

Shingo Shoji

Itsuki Takeuchi

Koichiro Iketani

Kenji

Kyoichi Sudo

Rin Hojo

Go Hojo

Wataru Akiyama

Nobuhiko Akiyama

Bunta Fujiwara

Mako Sato

Sayuki

Initial D Headcannons - Their Favourite Body Part

• All Initial D Characters x Reader • Word Count: 3,716. • Synopsis: In which small descriptions are made about the boys favourite part of Reader's, as well as Reader's favourite part of them.

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• Keisuke: He loves your thighs and how soft and smooth they are. He loves trailing his hands up and down them, the feeling of the soft muscles is very satisfying to him. He will definitely use them as a pillow if you two are on the couch watching TV or sitting on his bed as he lies on his back, head on your thighs reading one of the many car magazines he's collected. If you're both out driving somewhere, he will frequently put his hand on your thigh as he drives, after he's finished shifting gears.

• (Y/N): You have a huge weakness for Keisuke's back. The muscles he's packing under his shirt make you w e a k. The way those muscles ripple like smooth waves when he rolls his shoulders or stretches is almost hypnotizing. Surprisingly, they're also very soft. His aren't tense and constantly solid like someone who's always working out would be. You like to give him massages from time to time, especially after one of his races when the tension gets to him and his muscles are tight. You simply use it as a clever excuse to help him get rid of said tension but really, you're pretty much doing just to feel up those perfectly toned and defined, god-like muscles of his.

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• Ryosuke: Ryo is a man of class, so you can bet that he's gonna love your ass. Since he is a very professional person in all conditions, he won't hold your ass in public or even when you're both leaning against his car at a street race and it would be subtle. But when someone starts eyeing you up and tries flirting with you when you're not around Ryosuke, but in his general area where he can see you and this stranger, you can bet he's gonna get a bit possessive. As soon as you walk back to him and is in arm's length, he's got an arm wrapped around your waist and his hand is resting on the side of your ass. In more relaxed cases, when you both are chilling at his place watching a movie or sleeping together, he simply likes to rest a hand on top of it, maybe trace patterns lightly against it as well. He'll occasionally give it a light squeeze to which you normally just roll your eyes and giggle a bit.

• (Y/N): Ryosuke has some amazingly defined forearms that you can't help but stare at for hours. Watching him type on his laptop, you soon notice the small flexes his arms make when he moves them. Even better is when he's driving, and you get the pleasure of sitting in his FC as he does his rounds on Akagi. The sharp movements of turning the wheel and shifting gears gets those beautiful arms of his flexing full on. When his button up shirt sleeves are rolled up just past his elbows, you can bet that you're wetter than a freshmen college girl.

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• Takumi: Takumi has a soft spot for your hands. He loves the way your smooth, small fingers fit perfectly with his when interlocked together with his slightly bigger ones. His hands are soft too, but slightly rougher due to the deliveries and work at the gas station. He adores how gentle you are when you run your fingers through his hair, and anywhere else on him. He finds them very relaxing and comforting; like a safe spot to run to when you have nowhere else to go, and you know you'll be safe there.

• (Y/N): You adore his face. The entirety of it is simply perfect in your eyes. From his smooth eyebrows, sleepy doe eyes, button nose, to those small, soft lips of his. He was God's best creation. (And we all know Bunta is God.) You ended up getting a habit of spacing out like Takumi, but to stare at his face instead of thinking of nothing. Anytime the two of you are alone, you enjoy trailing your fingers along his features and trace the outlines. He always has a blush on his adorable cheeks when you do it, but certainly never complains.

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• Takeshi: Takeshi is a man of culture and loves all of you as a whole. But if he had to pick one thing he loves the most about your body, it would have to be your thighs. They're just so soft. Your hips would be a very close second for him, since he always has a hand resting on one and when laying down his arms are wrapped around them. What gets him giddy the most is when he lays on his stomach between your legs, his face half buried in one of your thighs with arms wrapped securely around your lower hips. You can guarantee that this man is the happiest in the world during this moment.

• (Y/N): Takeshi likes to wear those long, loose collared shirts that goes down past his hips and hides his upper figure besides his arms. He's got some sexy defined arms, sure, but it's what he's got under his shirt that's truly heavenly. In the rare moments you're alone with him and he takes his shirt off, you're basically drooling in milliseconds. This man has a godly set of abs and a sinfully delicious v-line. You would shamelessly feel up his stomach and trace the V along his hips until your finger reached the waistband of his pants. This act normally resulted in the two of you doing some delectably sinful things in bed for quite a few hours.

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• Shingo: This man is a hips kind of guy. With your hips, he gets a thigh and ass combo out of it. You can be sure that Shingo will touch all three of them as much as he can. Otherwise he "just might die" if you don't let him. He's a very proud guy and loves to show off, that includes you. At a street race, he'll hold your thigh if you are sitting on the hood of his car. If you're both leaning on the side, he's holding your hip, and if you're both standing completely, yep, your ass. You've given up at telling him not to do it so much in front of people, but he always retorts back with, "Just showing them all that you're mine, babe" and his signature cocky smirk.

• (Y/N): You got a sweet spot for his arms. He's got some finely toned and defined forearms, and his biceps are hella packed with muscle. You love seeing him cross his arms, watching them flex as he does so and staying tight once settled in their position. Just imagining the feeling of them being wrapped around you tightly and feeling the small ripple of the muscles moving on your skin is enough to make you weak in the knees. He knows the effect it has on you and give you a smirk that moves his nose a cute way. There's something about his nose that you like, you can't just put your finger on what it is.

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• Itsuki: This innocent boy absolutely adores your mouth; more specifically, your smile. Every time you smile, and your cheeks lift up a bit, his entire world brightens up. The little crease under your eyes and on the bridge of your nose, makes him want to drop to his knees and praise God for your existence. When your bright white teeth make their appearance from behind your soft lips, he wonders how he ever landed such an angel like you.

• (Y/N): You love Itsuki's hands. He's naturally a very sweet and gentle guy so you'd obviously know his hands would be just as gentle with you. His hands were fairly soft, often moisturized as well. The work at the gas station has roughened his palms up a little bit, but you liked the feeling of both textures.

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• Iketani: Koichiro is obsessed with your hair. The way your silky soft locks flow in the breeze and reflect the light of the sun make this man s i m p for you. If you have long hair, he loves running his fingers through it and even brushes it from time to time just see to see the smooth waves of silk. When you have your hair pinned up with clips and pins, he always asks to take them out when the day is over, and you no longer need them in. He loves undoing any braids you have just to feel the softness of the hair that was tangled together in such a beautiful way. If you have short hair or are sporting a tomboy look, where you barely need to brush it at all or have no need for clips and pins, he loves the way it fits your facial structure and compliments it at the same time. You and him will play with hair gel and put the short strands in wacky places to stand up funny.

• (Y/N): You love how Iketani's hands are calloused and well worked. With how much he works on his car, they roughened up quite a bit. His arms are also a great thing to feel. He's very in shape and his arms have great proof of that. You like to stop by at the gas station occasionally to watch him work on his car a bit and when he replaces his S13's tires, your eyes gleam at being able to see his arms lift up the wheels, his rough hands holding onto them as he puts it back on the car.

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• Kenji: Kenji is a sucker for your waist. He loves how the curves of it accent your body's figure. This man will hold onto your waist with both arms forever if he could. But most of time he has to settle for just one arm going around the side. He like to give it small squeezes from time to time just to feel the softness of your side muscles and move his hand up and down repeating the process.

• (Y/N): Kenji's hair is definitely your favourite. The style of how its cut and his side bangs fit him oh so perfectly. It super soft, too! You have a habit of purposely messing his hair up and having the strands stick out in every direction. He cheeks turn pink when you do it and tells you to stop, but you both know he loves it. (It's why he doesn't fight it. He knows his fate.) With his messy hair and blushing cheeks, he is so much cuter!

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• Kenta: This boy loves your arms. Especially when they're wrapped around him. You give great hugs and the feeling of your arms is always very stress-relieving and calming to him. He likes to run his hands up and down them slowly as he hugs you from behind, his nose buried in your hair, taking in the nice scent. If you're both laying together, he will happily be the little spoon if it means he gets to feel your arms wrapped tightly around him.

• (Y/N): Kenta loves getting his tans, but sometimes if he's in the sun too long, he gets tan lines where his clothes covered his skin. And boy, do you love those tan lines on his shoulders when he wears tank tops. His shoulders and top part of his chest are dark, as well as part of his collarbones and upper back, but the light shades of skin that replicate the straps of his tank top compared to his darker tone, is hot as hell to you.

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• Kyoichi: This man, is an ass man. He will 100% hold your ass square on at all times. You can bet said ass that he's gonna have a firm grip on it at races. You're a gorgeous lady and a lot of people notice you. Kyoichi would be damned if some other guy sparked your interest and you left him for them. So, to prevent that, he shows the people who you belong to. You like to steal his jackets and wear them almost everywhere as well, making him happier, but he doesn't outwardly show that. It gives him reassurance that you want to be as close to him as possible and no one else. But that isn't stopping Emperor Kyoichi from holding his woman's ass like the proud man he is.

• (Y/N): Kyoichi has some hella good muscles. Your particular favourite would have to be his thighs. When the two of you get going with your sinful delights and he slips his thigh in between yours, the strong muscles rubbing and flexing against yours as he leans on it gets you h o t. When his arms work their magic as well, holding you firmly and keeping you still, the definition and sharpness of them just intensifies that heat your already feeling.

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• Rin: The oldest Hojo brother loves the curve of your hips up to your waist. The feeling of your soft skin gracing his hands as he trails them over your sides, gently and smoothly. He likes to leave soft kisses on the side of your hips and waist while having a secure hold on your other side. With all the hardships in his life and the pain he's dealt with for many years, your presence alone had brought a new light of life to him. He started to see the beauty in things again and that's thanks to you.

• (Y/N): Rin has some lovely hands. They are thin and long, a bit calloused, probably from holding the steering wheel of his GT-R roughly often and when he works on it. When the two of lay in bed together you like to hold both of his hands in yours and trace them and small shapes on his palms. He always wears a small smile as he watches you take great interest in his hands. When you notice he's watching you, you ruffle up his long soft locks a bit to which he groans in slight protest but lets you do it anyway. He's a huge softie whether he's gonna admit it or not.

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• Go: The younger Hojo bro hands down, is a tits man. He just loves your boobs beyond all rational reason. When alone, he will lay his head on your upper chest just under your chin and shamelessly stare straight at your cleavage. He likes to massage them a bit because it "keeps them in a perfect state" according to him, seeming to believe that if boobs are massaged routinely, they will be in peak condition. "I don't think that's how it works" you'd tell him, but he'd simply shrug and continue doing his thing. This man has no shame.

• (Y/N): There are a few things you dearly love about Go, consisting greatly of his broad shoulders and silky hair in that sexy style he always wears it in. You even have a little spot for that small mole just above his lip. Something about it fits him so well and makes him just a bit sexier. You can't deny though, the feeling of his strong shoulders gets you giddy every time you touch them. When he carries you on his back you love to rest your head on one of those godly shoulders and thrive in the salvation that they give you.

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• Wataru: Wataru loves your distinct facial features more than anything. Everything about your face is unique even if the differences are small to barely noticeable. He loves your cheekbones and the smooth arch of the bridge of your nose. His smooth, slim fingers trailing ever so softly along your face and leaving light, loving kisses on your soft lips, nose, cheeks, and jaw. If this boy can kiss you everywhere, he will.

• (Y/N): Your favourite part on Wataru is his eyes. The shape of them are slim and sharp, making them stand out the most. He looks even hotter when he's pissed. His eyes narrowing down, and the ends of his eyebrows become pointed, hot damn. If he was still mad about whatever pissed him off earlier, you can bet there's a good chance you're in for some rough sex.

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• Nobuhiko: This genius has a love for your back. He adores the curves it holds and the dip that follows your spine. Your shoulder blades are smooth and relaxed, your lower back is curvy and perfection in his eyes. When he's stressed or worked up about something, he has a habit of resting his head on the middle of your back, arms wrapped around your waist. Part of his chest may also be on top of you, but the little bit of his weight is quite comforting.

• (Y/N): His neck is one hell of a sweet spot for you. His Adam's apple only makes you weaker. The way it moves up and down when he swallows or talks with that rich voice of his, is a glorious thing. The muscles on the side of his neck are a bit noticeable and a line on each side makes a long V down to his clavicle. It's gorgeous and you love leaving kisses and light bite marks on it. On a nonphysical part of him, his glasses are another weak spot. His hair only pairs together with the slightly nerdy look he's sporting, and it fits him amazingly. He knows you love it and when he reads, he'll slide his glasses down slowly over time without you noticing until they're resting on the tip of his nose. When you realize where they're at and how you can see his eyes not covered by glasses, you can't help but blush and wear a cheesy smile. He's so cute with and without them!

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• Mako: Mako is a wholesome girl, hands down. She definitely loves your face and how every part of it makes you, you. Every curve and sharp definition of your jaw, to the shape and colour of your eyes is astounding in her eyes. The way your hair style compliments your facial structure and other features blending right in is another soft spot to her. You can bet she'll trace the outlines of your face and run her fingers through or along your hair when you're both alone.

• (Y/N): To you, Mako has some gorgeous hair. Those long reddish-brown locks that softly sway in the breeze is mesmerizing. She could put her hair in any style, and it will always look beautiful. Her bangs somehow make her both look cuter and hotter at the same time. She would easily fall asleep if you run your fingers through her hair long enough, as well. (Which probably won't take long at all.)

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• Sayuki: Sayuki is a lady who knows what she likes and she sure as hell has a thing for your stomach. The way your muscles define its shape and give off a small ripple of movement when they tense up, gets her all heated up. If you're packing some abs, you can guarantee she will feel you up as much as possible. She'll always give compliments about how perfect they are and how the shape of you is so damn perfect.

• (Y/N): Let's be real, Sayuki is packing a rack. As soon as you took interest in her, you became a tits kind of person. She's a very confident lady who loves to show off her body shape. When she wears tank tops or dresses that show off a lot a bit of her cleavage, you're most likely staring with no shame. (You're just like Go, honestly.) She'll most likely roll her eyes, put on a smirk and say something along the lines of, "See something you like?" If you're alone together you'd most likely say something like, "Hell yeah I do." If it's in a public setting with a lot of people around and someone notices, your answer might be a bit more shy -if you get a bit embarrassed in public-, which might come out as, "uhh, well, m-maybe? .... Y-yeah."

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• Mika: Mika loves your forearms. Since she plays golf a lot it requires a lot of arm usage, thus you can be sure that she'd take notice in yours. She'd always hook her arm around yours when you both are walking together or sitting close. If you two are watching TV on the couch, she'll lean into you and gently hold your arm as she cuddles up with you. She'll give them small massages and rub them up and down unconsciously as well, loving the feel of those muscles.

• (Y/N): Again, since Mika is a golf player, it not only requires a lot of arm work, but upper body as well. She's got some lovely curves, and slightly defined places along her upper body from the time she's spent on practicing her postures. Going to the beach with her is definitely a treat since those gorgeous curves will be showing the whole time and reflecting water droplets which never fails to get you staring.

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• Kaori: Kaori is a wholesome girl so she's going to love every part of you, and it would have to be your personality. It's not a physical part of you, but she deserves an exception. She loves hearing everything you talk about passionately and what your dreams of the future are. She's very supportive and encouraging to urge you further to achieve those dreams. She loves every aspect of you and even if you have differences and things you don't have in common with each other, she'll be there for you every step of the way.

• (Y/N): This beautiful lady has some gorgeous curly hair. It's silky smooth and very shiny. Anytime she would stand out in the sun, you'd think she's a goddess with how it shines and fits her entire being so... perfectly. It frames her face in just the right way, compliments her skin tone, and the bit of makeup that she wears, beautifully. Running your fingers through it feels like an ocean of silk.

Keisuke Takahashi & Ryosuke Takahashi - Midnight Lovers

• Keisuke Takahashi x Reader x Ryosuke Takahashi | Smut | • Word Count: 4,665. • Synopsis: In which the Takahashi Brothers confess their love for (Y/N), and things get sexy and spicy in Keisuke's room.

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"A-ahh R-Ryosuke!" She moaned after he sharply thrusted in from behind her. Then his brother thrust in at her front. "Keisuke!" She was positioned just over Keisuke's thighs, her arms around his neck, fingers tangled in his messy hair, while his long member thrust into her wet entrance, Ryosuke taking her from behind, thrusting in when his brother pulled almost completely out.

The process repeated.

Her back was arched in such a way that gave both brothers better access to both entrances, making the sensations that much more intense. Keisuke was sitting up on the bed, his back leaning against the headboard. Ryosuke on his knees behind her with skillful hands trailing along her sides, hips, and back, occasionally holding her in place to give a firm thrust. Keisuke had a hand holding, and sometimes squeezing one of her thighs. His other hand explored the front of her body, trailing from her head all the way down to tease her heat, and back up again.

Her moans were cut short when the blonde pulled her in for a heated kiss, his skillful tongue delving into her mouth, once again memorizing it before pulling away, their red lips being connected by a thick string of saliva. All three of their bodies were covered in a sheen layer of sweat, the dim light of Keisuke's room giving their bodies a light glow effect.

So, how exactly did (Y/N) end up here, getting railed by both of the Takahashi brothers?

Such a turn of events would be easier to explain by going back to the start of the day, where things were much more... normal.

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Keisuke had called (Y/N) a bit early in the morning saying they were planning to go out for breakfast and invited her to go with. She happily accepted and was picked up by the blonde, meeting Ryosuke at the small family restaurant who was already in one of the booths. They both sat across from her and started to strike up some conversations on various topics. Mainly racing from Keisuke, Ryosuke, asking how she's been since they last saw her.

She easily replied with being fine and returned the question to him and Keisuke. They gave the same response as her, Keisuke pouting a bit when she answered to Ryosuke first. He was trying to impress her with his recent race winnings and how's he's improved his driving skills, but his brother just had to come in with the 'overly gentleman' questions and flatter her with his calm demeanor and charm.

Keisuke wasn't like his brother; he wasn't into the uptight and proper behavior Ryosuke displayed on a daily basis. He felt at times, that Ryosuke was winning at impressing (Y/N). They both like her, and both try to impress her, hoping to win her over. It was an unspoken sibling rivalry between them. They've been at it for over a year.

It was more common for them to hang out with her separately since they both wanted to be alone with her, not having the other brother around to interfere. Keisuke's spent more time with her in his opinion, since at the beginning, Ryosuke was still all about his simulations and spent most of his time locked up in his room as usual. But recently, he seems to have more time available and uses it to take (Y/N) out places.

Keisuke had the head start in this race... now Ryosuke is catching up.

About an hour later they finished breakfast and the boys paid. (Y/N) thanked them to which they graciously smiled, saying it's not a problem. As they walked out to the parking lot, Keisuke wrapped an arm around her shoulders and guided her to his beloved FD. He looked at his brother out of the corner of his only to his eyes roll slightly and an almost nonexistent frown on his lips as he reached the door of his FC.

"Is there anything you'd like to do, (Y/N)? If you're up for it, we could all go to the beach for the day. It's been some time since we last went." Ryosuke softly suggested.

Keisuke nodded, adding in a, "Sounds good with me, bro."

(Y/N)'s eyes lit up and she nodded as well. "Sure! That sounds great! I get to have a second chance at beating Keisuke in that water fight." She turns to said person and smirks evilly at him before getting in the passenger seat of the FD.

The boys laughed, following along and getting in their cars. Instead of taking both cars, they drove back to the Takahashi mansion and left the FD. Keisuke and (Y/N) hopped in Ryo's car with her seated up in front. Poor Keisuke barely had any leg room since he's so tall and the back of the car is a lot smaller in space, but he didn't mind since (Y/N) liked looking out the window and staring at things with that daydream expression he loved to stare at.

They arrived at the beach in a few hours and as soon as Keisuke stepped out of the car, he groaned dramatically and stretched his legs, rubbing his hands up and down them in attempt to get rid of the aching feeling. "Aww Kei, you should've told me it was too small back there, I would've switched with you." (Y/N) smiled sympathetically and lightly rubbed his back.

He waved a hand and muttered something along the lines of, "Nah, it's good. I'm fine," then a long sigh made its way out.

"You can sit up front on the way back, alright?" he nodded and stood up straight, putting his hand on top of her head and rubbing it, messing up her hair in the process.

"We forgot to bring swimsuits and towels. There's a small shop here we can get some at." Ryosuke said as he shut the driver side door of the FC. They all headed for the shop with (Y/N) walking in between them.

As she looked at the many selections of swimsuits, the guys picked theirs out already. Keisuke suggested a yellow bikini while Ryosuke suggested one in white. (Y/N) tried both on, two which the guys agreed strongly on the colour they picked specifically.

She rolled her eyes, knowing they wouldn't come to terms with each other, so she looked for more. When she found a (F/C) one with a simple design that had a secondary colour she also loved, the brothers easily agreed on that and bought it for her after she tried it on.

They headed straight for the shore once they bought everything they needed. With towels laid out across the sand and an umbrella providing shade over them, they headed out into the water. (Y/N) won the second round of the water fight between her and Keisuke to which she smiled triumphantly for. Kei pouted and had his arms crossed and she couldn't help but stare for a moment. The muscles on his arm flexed slightly due to their crossed position and the water droplets sliding down them was hot.

When she felt movement behind her, she turned around and faced Ryosuke, only to be greeted by something equally hot. His wet hair was clinging to the sides of his face, the water dripping from the ends and onto his collarbones, down to his toned chest. Fuck. Why do they both have to be so sexy?

Keisuke snuck up behind her and picked her up, a loud squeak escaping her lips and then another when he dropped her into the water. When she re-emerged from underneath the water, she glared at the blonde who was laughing his ass off, Ryosuke chuckling along with him.

Sometime later they were chilling on the large towels under the umbrella, eating ice cream. Keisuke being the horny dog he is, decided to take a small bit of melting ice cream and flick it onto (Y/N)'s cheek. She stopped moving and took a second to process what hit her. Before she could turn to Keisuke and ask him what for, he had already leaned over to her. His lips brushed lightly against her cheek as he licked the ice cream off in one upward movement before leaving a kiss there and pulling away. The remaining feeling of the kiss is almost like echoing remnant that stays for a while before slowly fading away.

Her eyes widened at his actions, and yet again, before the poor girl could say anything, she felt something cold on her other side, being on her neck this time. Just as quickly as the cold feeling appeared, it vanished when Ryosuke's tongue came in contact with her neck, licking it off in one go before leaving a light, almost teasing kiss where the cold dessert had been.

At this point, her cheeks were tomatoes. She tried to focus on finishing her ice cream before they would pack up and drive back home since the sun was starting to set. No words were exchanged between the three of them until they were back at Ryosuke's car putting everything in the hatch then driving back to Takasaki.

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"Thanks for today guys, it was fun!" She gave them each a hug and waved before heading into her house. The brothers got home not long after and sat on opposite sides of the couch, deep in thought. They both knew what they were going to talk about. It was just the question of who was going to speak first.

"I'm tired of this bullshit, aniki." It was Keisuke.

Quite predictable that he'd be first to speak, given his impulsive and emotional nature. "Define exactly what your tired of, little brother." Ryosuke replied passively.

"You know exactly what I mean! This constant silent rivalry of trying to get (Y/N). It's all we ever do when she's around us. I don't even think she knows about it. Or she does and that's why she hasn't given any hints that she likes one of us more than the other. Why don't we just tell her? It'd be easier than continuing with all of this bull crap." He sunk back into the couch, watching Ryosuke closely for an expression and answer.

He took a sip of his tea before setting it on the table. "And if she can't choose one of us, then what?" he looked to his little brother with a slight tilt of his head.

"We share her. Do what we've been doing, but we'll at least be happier knowing it isn't a competition anymore." Keisuke said it a lot easier than he wanted to admit. "We both want her, aniki, you know that. In more ways than one, too."

"I'm very aware of that, Keisuke," Ryosuke replied quickly, "but if she wants nothing to do with this topic, we're not forcing her, understand?" he gave his brother a firm glare.

"Yeah, I know. I wasn't planning to do that anyways." Keisuke responded honestly, his aniki nodding in approval.

"So, do we call her over or something?" the blonde awkwardly asked after a minute of silence, his gaze averted to something else around the room.

"If you'd like, otherwise we'd most likely wait until the next time one or both of us spends the day with her."

"Yeah, I can't wait that long." Kei got up and pulled his phone out of his pocket. Heading out the front door of the house, he called (Y/N)'s number and sat on the hood of his FD. After a few rings, she picked up and her voice echoed on the other side.

"Keisuke? What's up?" her voice asked curiously.

"Are you busy?"

"No, just sitting at home. Why?"

"Uh, did you want to maybe come over here for the night? If you've got nothing else to do, and aniki and I wanted to talk to you about something." He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly even though no one was around him.

"Sure, I can be there in a few minutes." She piped up and they ended the call.

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The sound of the doorbell echoed through the house not even ten minutes later. Ryosuke was the one to answer the door and let (Y/N) in. They settled on the couch with Keisuke already there. She sat in between them, the youngest brother, on her right, had an arm around the edge of the couch, his hand nearly touching her shoulder.

The oldest, on her left, was closer to her with their thighs almost touching. She was a little confused and mostly curious as to what they were doing. "What did you both want to talk about?" she suddenly asked.

"You." They replied at the same time. She quirked her eyebrows and looked at them. "We love you, (Y/N). And we've been kind of fighting over you for more than a year." Keisuke started, Ryosuke following up with, "So, we concluded that we could share you. Only if you're willing and completely sure that you're alright with it."

Hold up a fucking minute.

The Takahashi brothers both want her? It was hard enough for her to try and decide who she liked more, now they're both here confessing their love for her. Her wide eyes and shocked expression soon turned into a large smile at the thought. Without thinking, she cupped Ryosuke's face with both hands, planting a quick kiss on his lips before turning to Keisuke and doing the same.

Now it was their turn to be shocked.

Once they recovered, they each had an arm wrapped around her and their free hands trailed along her. It was like she hit a switch on them that instantly got them touchy and affectionate. They mirrored each other, leaving light, teasing kisses along her neck, softly nipping it occasionally.

A light whine escaped her lips when Keisuke licked up her neck and Ryosuke nipped at the other side. The brothers hummed pleasantly at the reaction, driving them to tease further. Their hands both trailed up her thighs, their nails ghosting over her skin that gives her goosebumps.

Ryosuke gently grabbed her chin and turned her head towards him before connecting their lips. His lips were soft against her own as they molded together perfectly. She tangled one of her hands in his hair as he lightly slid his tongue across her bottom lip, asking for entrance, but she decided not to grant it to him.

Keisuke gave a small, sharp bite, on the crook of her neck making her squeak and open her mouth enough for Ryosuke to snake his tongue in. She groaned in both frustration and pleasure as his tongue explored the new territory and slid against her own. When she tried to fight his, he lightly held her tongue in place with his teeth before turning his head and leaving a few more deep kisses before pulling away.

In the meantime, Keisuke had left dark hickeys in his wake from the top of her neck, to the length of her collarbone. He turned her more towards him, immediately crashing his lips on hers. She moaned from the sudden roughness, wrapping her arms around his neck, her fingers in his dirty blonde hair. Keisuke slipped his tongue in easily, not being as gentle as his brother. His tongue took in every part of her mouth, memorizing it. When he withdrew it, he continued his deep, slightly rough kisses. His lips molded with hers just as easily as Ryosuke's.

The older sibling went back to covering the other side of her soft neck with dark hickeys, and light bites. His hands were kept busy with trailing along her sides and back, lightly scratching his nails on her skin from underneath her shirt. When Keisuke slowly pulled away, the two of them were panting for breath, cheeks flushed red, along with their lips being connected with a thin string of saliva.

When the brothers made eye contact it was as if they spoke telepathically. With a slight nod from both, Keisuke picked (Y/N) up and they got off the couch, heading for Keisuke's room. She tried to hide her blush by covering her face with his shoulder when she felt his arousal getting bigger against her thighs and seeing Ryosuke's as well. Although, she couldn't deny that she was turned on too. Having two of the hottest guys fawn over her was definitely a great feeling.

And now here they were, cascaded across Keisuke's oversized bed. The blonde was quick to take his shirt off, his defined muscles rippling like smooth ocean waves when he moves. He moved to sit up and lean against the headboard, pulling (Y/N) onto his lap, her back pressed again his chest. His hard arousal brushed against her ass as his hands eagerly felt up her sides.

Ryosuke leaned over, balancing on his knees and one hand as his other held her cheek, bringing her in for a passionate kiss. Their tongues intertwined once again, and her hands travelled up to the buttons of his shirt. Undoing them fairly quick, Ryo pulled away from the kiss and leaned back up to take it off completely. She let out a small whimper when Keisuke started to slowly grind himself against her.

The boys smirked, Ryosuke got off of the bed, turning her to face him as took her hands in his, moving them to the hem of his pants and trailing them down slowly over his arousal. Her blush worsened when she felt his member and the slight twitch it gave. When her hands went back up to his belt, she started to undo it, the button and the zipper. Ryosuke finished the rest of the way and slowly, almost teasingly, pulled everything down leaving him fully naked. His long member stood up proudly, a few veins along the base were showed prominently.

(Y/N) could feel herself getting wetter by the minute. Just what are all the things the three of them are going to do tonight? She couldn't wait to find out.

She bit her lip at the thought, Ryosuke's smirk getting bigger when he saw it. Keisuke leaned forward, his lips just brushing against her ear as he whispered, "You're going to take him in that pretty little mouth of yours and suck him off until he comes, then you're going to do the same for me." He licked the shell of her ear before nipping at the ear lobe, sending a shiver down her spine.

Keisuke then moved her off of him and stood her up with him. The brothers were quick to take off her clothes, (Y/N) doing the same with Keisuke's pants. Just as quickly as they stood up, they were all back on the bed, this time Ryosuke being in the same spot and position Keisuke was in. Once she was positioned in front of Ryosuke's member, he gently stroked a hand along her jaw, lightly pressing on both sides with his fingers.

She opened her mouth and tentatively took in the tip, lightly bobbing her head a few times before taking more of him in each time she went down. Ryosuke drew in a sharp breath, letting out a ragged moan when she swirled her tongue around him. From behind, Keisuke leaned over her, leaving a trail of feathery kisses along her back, his hand toying with her thighs.

He lifted one of his hands higher until his fingers were teasing her wet entrance. (Y/N) moaned, the vibrations of her voice hitting Ryosuke's sensitive member head on. He in turn groaned loudly, the back of his head hitting the headboard and his eyes rolling back a bit. His grip on her soft hair tightened, and he pushed her head down, her mouth taking in almost all of him as his tip touched the back of her throat.

"I'll bet she's doing a good job, aniki?" Keisuke asked with a small smirk, already knowing the answer. He slipped a finger into her entrance, moving it back and forth quickly before easily putting in a second, then a third. Her moans and whines all reverberated onto Ryosuke's member, nearly driving him over the edge each time. Ryosuke, surprisingly being unable to form a proper sentence, could only nod to his little brother's question. His half-lidded eyes watched the girl work her magic. With the excessive twitches of his member, (Y/N) figured he was getting close to his release.

And she was right.

"A-ah, f-fuck (Y/N)!" Ryosuke stuttered, his voice cracking, with a long moan as he came into her mouth.

"Swallow, beautiful." Keisuke said, still hovering over her, and pressed a light kiss on her left shoulder as she did as she was told. When Ryosuke came down from his high, he helped Keisuke rearrange themselves on the bed. Kei was now leaning against the headboard, Ryo behind her.

"One more time, gorgeous?" the blonde asked, now with his member presented in front of her. She crawled towards him just a bit and crashed her lips onto his, an arm around his neck. He immediately responded, tangling a hand in her hair, tilting their heads, and deepening the kiss. Ryosuke took the opportunity to hold onto her hips and slowly push into her ass.

She pulled away from the kiss, her hand gripping Keisuke's shoulder and head pressed against his chest as she nearly screamed Ryosuke's name. It was easier for him to slip in since his member was still covered in her saliva. He held still, letting her adjust, before slowly pushing in further, and repeating the process until he was sheathed to the hilt. (Y/N) was panting against Keisuke's chest, his hand rubbing soothing circles on her back until the pain dissipated.

Ryosuke gave a few slow, tentative thrusts. When he earned pleasured moans from her throat, his thrusts became slightly rougher, with a slow to moderate pace. "I didn't think you'd go for that right away, aniki."

"Well," a thrust in, then a moan, "I am full of surprises, am I not?" Ryosuke hummed, his signature smile playing on his lips.

"M-mhm." (Y/N) lightly responded, pushing off of Keisuke's chest and lowering herself to his still hard member, her back arched to give Ryosuke better access to her ass. More confident in her movements this time, she easily took most of him in.

She swirled her tongue around his member and up the base of it, passing over a very prominent vein that had the blonde man whimpering for more. When Ryosuke thrust in, she was pushed forward which resulted in the tip of Keisuke's twitching member to touch the back of her throat. He has less self-control than his aniki, and came into her mouth far quicker, unable to hold himself back for a little while longer. Moaning her name with a raspy, deep voice, she withdrew her mouth and swallowed. Ryosuke gave a quick, sharp thrust, (Y/N) giving a borderline lewd moan.

"Move her closer aniki, I wanna fuck her too." Keisuke said, almost desperately as he pulled her closer by the waist, Ryosuke moving forward as well. She arched her back further inward, giving Ryosuke a bit of an easier time to fuck her from behind. Her small moans and whimpers fueled the brothers further when she felt Keisuke grind against her slick, wet heat before lowering her onto him, filling her completely. She threw her head back, eyes rolling back as well, when they took turns thrusting in and pulling almost completely out.

This was beyond euphoria.

They latched their mouths onto her neck, kissing, biting, and touching up on the still dark hickeys that were already going to be there for days. All of the pent-up arousal in Keisuke has him thrusting his hips up roughly and fast. Due to his fast pace, sometimes both boys would thrust into her at the same time, earning them a delighted scream from her.

"A-ahh R-Ryosuke!" She moaned after he sharply thrusted in from behind her. Then his brother thrust in at her front. "Keisuke!" She was positioned just over Keisuke's thighs, her arms around his neck, fingers tangled in his messy hair, while his long member thrust into her wet entrance, Ryosuke taking her from behind, thrusting in when his brother pulled almost completely out.

The process repeated.

Her back was arched in such a way that gave both brothers better access to both entrances, making the sensations that much more intense. Keisuke was sitting up on the bed, his back leaning against the headboard. Ryosuke on his knees behind her with skillful hands trailing along her sides, hips, and back, occasionally holding her in place to give a firm thrust. Keisuke had a hand holding, and sometimes squeezing one of her thighs. His other hand explored the front of her body, trailing from her head all the way down to tease her heat, and back up again.

Her moans were cut short when the blonde pulled her in for a heated kiss, his skillful tongue delving into her mouth, once again memorizing it before pulling away, their red lips being connected by a thick string of saliva. All three of their bodies were covered in a sheen layer of sweat, the dim light of Keisuke's room giving their bodies a light glow effect.

Ryosuke turned (Y/N)'s head to the right, capturing her lips in a sweet, gentle kiss. Keisuke watched the scene before him, his eyes clouding over with more lust and arousal. He leaned forward, stealing a couple quick kisses from her before turning his head to Ryosuke and planting his lips on his. They lightly moaned, tilting their head for a better angle, their kisses becoming a bit more heated. (Y/N) felt the knot in her stomach tighten from watching them, her head on Keisuke's shoulder with her arms wrapped around them. Their thrusts were unrelenting, even with their attention on each other, lips pressed firmly with the other's.

She had to admit, it was actually pretty hot.

When they pulled away, the brothers gave her their full attention. She could feel their members twitching inside her occasionally; they were getting close too. Ryosuke and Keisuke both had their hands on her hips, pacing their thrusts faster, deeper, and rougher. Her moans, mixed with theirs, echoed in the dimly lit room, her nails scratching at Keisuke's back as she chanted their names over and over, her release coming ever closer.

"B-boys, I'm g-getting-" She was cut off by their response, "Me too" being said at the same time. Their thrusts slowly getting sloppy but remaining rough. Ryosuke leaned over her more, his chest touching her upper back, making it easier to push into her, while Keisuke leaned back a bit more, making thrusting his hips up easier as well.

When her release finally gave way, she screamed in ecstasy, the back of her head hitting Ryosuke's shoulder, and her nails digging into Keisuke's shoulder blades. Her walls clenched tightly around their members causing them to come right after and fill her completely. Their deep groans reverberating in the room that soon turned to desperate pants to catch their breaths. Ryosuke was the first to slowly pull out before collapsing onto his back. (Y/N) whined from the emptiness, then again when Keisuke pulled out next.

After they cleaned up with a quick rinse in the shower and put night clothes on, they were back in Keisuke's room, collapsing onto the bed. Keisuke on the left, (Y/N) in the middle, and Ryosuke on the right. She was lying on her right side, Keisuke draping an arm over her waist and cuddling up to spoon her. Ryosuke had her cradled safely against his chest, his hand gently moving through her hair.

She wore a small, content smile, drowsiness quickly taking over. "I love you, boys." She said with a light, tired voice.

"Love you too, (Y/N)." They replied once again in unison, before they all drifted off to sleep.

Keisuke Takahashi - I Can't Stop Lovin' You

• Keisuke Takahashi x Reader | Fluff | • Word Count: 2,938. • Synopsis: In which Keisuke is an amazing father, teaches his child about the world of cars, and said child turns street racer Keisuke into a doting, loving person no street racer thought they would ever see.

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She had just gotten home from work, and the first thing (Y/N) sees as soon as she walks through the front door, is both adorable and hilarious.

There they sat, in the middle of the main room on the floor. Keisuke and their son. She had a strong hunch from the beginning that Keisuke was going to get their kid into cars one day, but it seemed to be happening a lot faster than she expected.

(Y/N) and Keisuke had been dating since the first year of high school and during their senior year she had gotten pregnant with (S/N). Her and Keisuke were always careful with this sort of thing, but accidents happen, and sometimes lovely surprises can follow. Her parents weren't happy about their daughter having a child at eighteen and were very disappointed.

Keisuke being the impulsive and protective man he is, immediately told (Y/N) she could move in with him and Ryosuke at their mansion and she's been here since. The both of them are still quite young, but they've been going strong. They ended up having a perfect wedding just six months ago with Ryosuke being the officiant and their son being the ring bearer.

And now here (Y/N) stood, watching her husband teach their child to drift toy cars across the main room's floor. Especially the FD that was the same yellow as his real one. (And he had painted 'RedSuns' onto the rear fenders.) (Y/N) leaned against the wall quietly, the both of them not knowing she was there as she watched them with a warm smile.

"You gotta swing the butt of the car out to drift it, buddy." Keisuke explained and showed an example, with the kid following his exact movements. "There ya go, bud!" Kei's eyes lit up and then turned slightly confused when (S/N) continued to move the car in a circle, making donuts instead of drifts. (Y/N) covered her mouth to keep from laughing out loud as Keisuke's expression had a 'why though' look to it. "You gotta drift it just a little and then drive straight after, kiddo, not keep going in circles. Like this." Keisuke gave another example, (S/N) watching intensely.

Copying his father's movements, he did it correctly this time and that gleam in Keisuke's eyes lit up again. "Atta boy!" The three-year-old grinned as wide as his dad. He looked just like Keisuke in all honesty. The same bright blue eyes, and a mixture of dark hair with some streaks of dirty blonde. She still isn't sure if Keisuke is a natural blonde or not, but (S/N) got some of it.

"Like father like son, huh?" (Y/N) finally spoke, a light giggle following. They both looked over and grinned when their eyes landed on her.

"Hey gorgeous!" Keisuke said first, followed by, "Mommy!!" and the fast pattering of small feet that ran towards her. She enveloped (S/N) in a hug and picked him up, walking over to Keisuke who pulled her into a hug and left a soft kiss on the top of her head.

"How'd your day go, love?" Keisuke asked.

"Just like any other workday. Nothing new happened, as usual." She shrugged and moved some stray strands of hair out of (S/N)'s eyes, to which he stubbornly shook his head, the hair falling back into place. (Y/N) rolled her eyes, he's just as stubborn as his father, too. "How about you? You two seem to be having fun." She leaned her head back, the back of it resting on Keisuke's shoulder as she looked up at him. He chuckled and nodded.

"Yeah, trying to get him into cars. I think he confuses drifting with donuts though."

(S/N) huffed, "Do not!" (Y/N) laughed and Keisuke gave him an unconvinced look with a raised eyebrow.

"Sure, kid." He said as he ruffled his son's hair, the strands now sticking up in multiple directions. (Y/N) awed, he was adorable with it like that.

"You both hungry? I'm gonna make dinner." Both boys nodded at the same time, in the same way. "Alright, I'll go start it then. Kei, ask Ryosuke if he wants anything specific." She handed over (S/N) to Keisuke and headed into the kitchen.

"Gotcha." He headed upstairs to his brother's room and knocked on the door. "Hey aniki? (Y/N)'s makin' dinner you want anything with it?" There was silence for a moment before the door opened and Ryosuke walked out.

"No, whatever she has planned is good."

(S/N) reached his arms out towards his uncle, opening and closing his hands. "Uncle Row-skay!" The brothers laughed; the kid still unable to pronounce his name correctly. Keisuke gave (S/N) to his brother, and they walked back downstairs. (Y/N) already had the food started and dishes on the counter. The boys took them and set the table up while talking. It mostly consisted of Keisuke and Ryosuke talking about race tactics for the next battle this weekend. After the food was done and set up on the table, they all thanked (Y/N) and dug in.

When dinner was finished and everything had been cleaned up, Ryosuke went back to his room to finish his beloved simulations while (S/N) and Keisuke quickly raided the freezer for ice cream before jumping on the couch to watch Initial D. Keisuke liked that the FD in the anime was the same colour as his. Although it was a bit suspicious how the cars looked exactly like the ones that have been at the recent races and even the characters look pretty damn similar to the people who drive them.

Speaking of races, the one this weekend is Keisuke's race against Nakazato on Myogi. Maybe she can bring (S/N) to surprise him. He's has been dying to see a race with real cars instead of the ones on TV.

(Y/N) sat next to Keisuke and he immediately wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close. She rested her head on his shoulder and laced their fingers together. The three of them sat together, watching about an hour and a half worth of episodes before it was time for (S/N) to go to bed. Like Keisuke, he loves his beauty sleep.

After helping him with his nightly routine, she tucked him into bed, and he was out like a light as soon as his head touched the pillow. Shutting the door to his room quietly, she walked to Keisuke's at the end of the hall, finding him standing there in just his boxers. His shirt was taken off before she got in the room, seeing as he was still holding onto it before tossing it somewhere in a corner.

(Y/N) shut the door, his head turning towards her at the sound. She wore a smirk as she took in her husband's appearance. He let out a deep chuckle when he figured out what she was doing. Nuzzling herself against him, she wrapped both arms around his sides, and hands pressed flat on the strong muscles of his back.

Keisuke reciprocated, his defined forearms gently hugging her. He picked her up a moment later and laid her on the bed, the both of them snuggling into the blankets. Facing each other, they shared soft kisses and gentle hair strokes. When their kisses slowed down and became tired, Keisuke lightly pulled away and brought (Y/N) closer to him, his arm protectively draped over her.

She hummed in content at the warmth he radiated off of his form and his natural scent bringing her a sense of comfort and protection. Soon enough, they fell asleep in each other's arms, their legs tangled together, and soft smiles gracing their lips.

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It was almost ten. Takeshi and the rest of the NightKids were at the bottom of Myogi, waiting for Keisuke to show up for their uphill race. As time went on, Nakazato's expression slowly turned into an impatient one. After recently racing Fujiwara, Keisuke seemed to be having a 'show up at the last minute' kind of vibe.

Ryosuke had already gotten to the mountain early, having brought (Y/N) and (S/N) with him at her request of wanting to surprise Keisuke. (S/N) was ecstatic to be here and loved the ride up the mountain in Ryo's FC. He went slow for the most part and didn't drift around corners since the child was with them, but sped up for him on the straightaways, the sound of the FC's turbos whistling in the night breeze, which earned small cheers and giggles out of the boy. The three of them now waited for the race to start and for Keisuke to reach the top.

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"You made me wait." Takeshi gave a slight glare to the younger Takahashi brother.

"The main character shows up last." Keisuke retorted with a smirk, his hands in the pockets of his cargo pants.

"Let's get this race started," the blonde turned towards one of the RedSuns holding a radio, "we're good, right?" The guy spoke into the radio waiting for other answers to come through before responding.

"We're all clear Keisuke! Ready when you both are!" They both nodded and got in their cars.

As the countdown started, they revved their engines and peeled out once the race began. Tearing up the corners and speeding up on the straightaways, Keisuke stayed behind the black R32, watching its movements and the lines it follows, waiting for the perfect moment to pass it.

Every time they passed a corner and checkpoint that a person with a radio would report in, (S/N) would giggle and clap a bit whenever he heard Keisuke's name. (Y/N) couldn't help but smile and Ryosuke even chuckled. Some people looked over curiously at her and the kid, then to Ryosuke trying to piece together if something was going on between the two, and if the kid was actually his or not.

When the sound of engines and squealing tires was heard, (S/N) started giggling louder and was rocking himself from side to side excitedly while holding onto (Y/N). He watched the road intensely, waiting to see his dad's bright yellow FD speed around the corner. And within a few minutes, it did. He was in the lead and crossed the finish line first.

On cue, spectators clapped and cheered at another victory for the RedSuns. When Keisuke got out of the car, the first thing he heard was, "Daddy!" and the first thing he saw was (S/N) being held by (Y/N). He was sitting on her hip as she leaned on the front fender of Ryosuke's FC, him doing the same next to her.

Everyone quieted down when they heard him yell and looked at the kid, confused. Takeshi looked between Keisuke and the three-year-old with a raised eyebrow, not fully believing he's actually a father. The ecstatic boy held his arms out towards his dad, a huge grin on his face that showed his baby teeth.

Keisuke walked quickly around his car and over to his son, a smile on his face that also showed his teeth as he laughed. "Hey kiddo, what are you doin' here?" He took (S/N) in his arms and ruffled his hair with a hand.

"Mama and Uncle Row-skay let me see daddy race!" He leaned his head on Keisuke's chest and looked up at him with a childish grin, wrapping his small arms around Kei's neck in a hug.

The spectators and NightKids were all shocked and quietly talked amongst themselves at how strange it was to see THE Keisuke Takahashi with a child, that was his own. No one could fully process that it was real. The major shock to everyone was how he went from an arrogant, self-righteous ass, to a soft, loving guy as soon as his wife and child were there.

Keisuke set (S/N) on the ground after a few minutes and decided to tell him about tire wear. He kneeled by the front left tire of his FD and started explaining what happens that makes tires wear down so much and how to avoid as much of it as possible. (S/N) listened intently and nodded furiously every few seconds and put his small hand on the rubber of the tires to feel the difference of what Keisuke was explaining before he took his other small hand, walking to the back tires that were in a worse condition of wear. It was much smoother than the front and Kei started describing how the back wheels and front can have the same or a different amount of wear depending on how rough you are with your handling at turns and throttling the accelerator.

(Y/N) and Ryosuke watched in amusement at how the blonde turned an actual race into a learning experience. Ryosuke was proud of his little brother for teaching his son the things he taught him and taking it seriously. (Y/N) was giggling at how cute it was that he looked like a badass as soon as he got out of the car, then to a cute and fluffy version of himself when he figured out that he could describe things easier now that he could show it as he explained.

Everyone watched the two as intently as (S/N) listened to his dad's explanations. Takeshi seemed to have softened up once the initial shock had settled and had a mixture of a small smirk and smile. The rest of the NightKids did as well, except for Shingo. His expression hadn't changed from the 'what the fuck is going on' look at all.

After the short father and son bonding session, they prepped to leave. Keisuke begged to let (S/N) ride with him in the FD, to which Ryosuke and (Y/N) both looked skeptical. He was a bit young to sit in the front, even though his car only had two seats. After making multiple promises to his wife and brother that he'd go slow and wouldn't pull anything crazy they finally accepted.

Keisuke just wanted to show his son how to shift gears, what all the gauges meant, what the engine and turbos sounds were, you get the gist of it. He kept his promises, and drove the speed limit down the mountain, with Ryosuke and (Y/N) following behind in the FC.

Keisuke only sped up on the straightaways to get the turbos going. The whistle of them always got (S/N) giddy with a big smile. Once they reached the bottom of Myogi onto the city streets, Keisuke took the boy's right hand and put it on the shifter. His bigger hand covered his son's smaller one easily, and when he shifted (S/N) would feel the movement of the gears.

He wore a big smile that showed his bright little baby teeth, feeling like he was helping his dad drive. He really wanted to be like him one day; to race around on mountain slopes, drive a fast car, and have the best skills like his dad. Keisuke would teach him to drive – maybe in this car – and how to race. He couldn't wait to learn how to drift and perhaps race against his dad and uncle one day.

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By the time the Takahashi's got home, the littlest one was out like a light. Keisuke had to quietly close the driver side door, open the passenger side, grab the kid out slowly (and hope he doesn't wake up), shut the door, and walk inside to put him to bed. Not too hard, right?

Luckily, it all went according to plan and (S/N) was snuggled up under the soft covers of his bed. As soon as Keisuke shut the door to his room, he had a sweat drop from how many times the kid almost woke up. (Y/N) was already in bed, sitting up and reading a manga. Once he had all his clothes off, except for a loose and comfy pair of boxers, Keisuke almost literally jumped in bed. (Y/N) laughed when he wrapped his arms around her and had half of his face buried in her thighs.

The dim light of the table lamp on (Y/N)'s side gave the room a calm demeanor. The sound of the ceiling fan and the occasional page turning of her manga turned into a lulling background noise. Just as Keisuke was about to fall asleep, a small knock on the door pulled him out of it. He groaned and rolled over. "Mama? Daddy?" the small voice on the other side of the door asked.

"He was asleep when I put him in bed, I swear." Keisuke whispered as his eyes looked up and met (Y/N)'s.

She smiled gently and spoke, "What's the matter, baby?"

The door lightly opened and shut before (S/N) scampered over to his parents, his baby blanket in hand. He tossed it up and it landed on the bed, the fabric patterns having small cars all over it were visible for only a moment, before he crawled up and over to them, grabbing his blanket and snuggling himself in between his parents.

"I wanna sleep with you." Was all he said as he settled in. (Y/N) and Keisuke chuckled, he put an arm over (S/N) and (Y/N) turned off the lamp and lied down, gently running her fingers through the boy's soft hair before moving them and intertwining them Keisuke's. He ran his thumb soothingly over the top of her hand, the small gesture helping with lulling her to sleep. Soon enough, the three of them were asleep, happily.

Sometimes, the things that are unplanned or the little accidents that happen can give you one of the greatest things in your life.

Keisuke Takahashi - Take My Soul

• Keisuke Takahashi x Reader | Angst to Happy Ending | • Word Count: 6,000. • Synopsis: In which Keisuke gets to leave his gang life and have a second chance at finding and pursuing his dream, thanks to his beloved, only to have his world come crashing down around him.

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He was nearly broken on the floor, with bloody knuckles, cuts on his face, and blood trickling down his nose. Yet he wasn't one to give up a fight so easily, even when he was thrown to the ground. Such is the life he's been living, with his gang roaming the streets of Tokyo late at night. This is the life he chose when he left home. This is the life he made for himself, through the near churning hatred he's dealt with in life. His father thought him a disappointment to the family, lavishing his older brother with even the smallest of praises, seeing as he was following the path of becoming a doctor, like their father.

But Keisuke didn't want to be bound by family responsibility. He wanted to live his life the way he wanted. He wanted to do things his own way that would make him happy. He just wanted to be himself. Was that too much to ask? The minute he graduated, he packed a minimum of things he would need and ran away to Tokyo. He joined a bosozoku gang and it made him feel free. Getting to do things whenever he wanted, go where ever he wanted, when he wanted. He didn't feel like a bird in a cage too small anymore.

The occasional times his gang would run into an opposing one would normally result in conflict, and he loved the thrill and adrenaline that fighting gave him. Taking a hit and returning it ten times stronger. It was invigorating.

But now, he found himself outnumbered. It was an unfair fight; six against one. He quickly found himself hunched over on the ground, pressing his hands onto the worst of his injured self, hoping the pressure would alleviate some of the pain. The others laughed, mocking him at how he was displaying such weakness, deeming him to not be as strong as he was made out to be.

He figured this was where he was going to die. That he would be beaten in some back alley and would be left to have his wounds claim him. Such is the life of a gang member. It's a harsh world of kill or get killed. Now, he would have to accept his pitiful fate of not truly living the life he wanted. What a shit turn of events, he thought.

That was until he heard the six bastards start to drop like flies, and short screams escaping their throats before they fell unconscious. Keisuke slowly looked up to meet the eyes of his saviour, his laboured breaths now being the only source of sound. His blue eyes widened at the person and the ends of his lips turned upward slightly. Of all the people to come to his rescue... thank god it was her.

"Can you walk?" she asked, moving towards him.

"Yeah, I think so." The blonde replied in between heavy breaths.

She slung his right arm over her shoulders and wrapped her left around his side, helping him stand. He winced slightly, but stood fine nonetheless. She helped him back to the warehouse their gang resided in. It was in quite good condition with many separate rooms, varying from storage to small office-like rooms and separate bedrooms. They may be in a gang, but at least they were well organized and clean.

Once Keisuke was settled on his small bed, the girl worked on patching up his cuts and bruises. He watched her solemnly, feeling guilty that she once again had to rescue his dumb ass and is once again tending to his wounds. (Y/N) was always there for him and he sure as hell was grateful for it. He would have been dead ages ago if she wasn't around. But with how much she can do, he felt so much smaller than her. She takes care of herself better than he does, she fights better than he does. How could he return the favour when he's nearly nothing in comparison?

"What are you sighing about? You've done it five times in a row now." She spoke suddenly, her voice slightly coarse.

"Nothing. Just thinking."

"I can tell. Looks like the gears in your head are grinding. Or stalling, which is it?" they both chuckled. "Alright, you're all patched up. Try not gettin' into another fight any time soon, would ya? I can't be your doctor all the time, ya know."

"Yeah, I'll try. Thanks." His words were soft.

"How long do you plan to keep livin' like this, Kei?" her eyes met his deep blue ones, "You're always gettin' bloodied up week after week. It's like you're looking to get yourself killed. One day you're gonna come across the wrong gang, maybe even the Yakuza, and that'll be it for you."

Keisuke sighed for a sixth time, averting his gaze to the floor. "I don't know. I'm just not feeling anything. Like, I'm not getting- I can't feel the excitement or adrenaline of this anymore. I don't know- I just... I don't know."

She watched him quietly, her eyes fixed on his ever-changing expressions of confusion to deep thought, trying to find the answer. "You don't deserve this kind of life, Kei."

"What do you mean?" he looked at her, confused.

"You got a lot of potential for something and this life we're in right now, ain't it. You could be doing something so much better and much more fulfilling that walkin' in back alleys lookin' to throw punches. Gang life isn't going to help you make your dreams come true, Keisuke. You left home 'cause you wanted to live through your dreams and achieve whatever it is you wanted to do. I can sure as hell bet you that being in a bike gang, isn't one of 'em. So, answer me this: what is it you truly want to do with your life?"

Keisuke sat in silence, his eyes once again meeting the floor. His expression turned depressed as he whispered, "Not this." A few minutes of silence passed before he spoke again. "I don't know what I want to do, but I don't think any of it involves Tokyo. I just haven't found what it is I want. I guess I thought coming here would help me with that. Looks like that didn't work out so well, huh?"

"I think you should go home, Kei. Get yourself out of this hell, cut all your ties with this place and leave. Start over back in Gunma. You don't have to listen to your father and what he wants you to do. That's not up to him to decide. Go home, take some time for yourself and find what it is you're meant to do. Don't rush, don't stress, it'll come to you when the time is right."

"I hardly think my parents or aniki want me back."

"You're not entirely right there, blondie."

Keisuke met her gaze, seeing the small smirk on her lips. "How would you know?"

"I wouldn't have found you tonight if I wasn't out looking for you for a reason. Considering you're all patched up now and don't seem too worse for wear, how 'bout you and I take a little walk? Oh, and bring your bags with." She pointed to the few duffle bags in the corner that were already packed with his things before she stood up and stretched.

"What do I need those for? What are you up to?" he questioned.

"Grab those bags and we'll find out."

Keisuke huffed in response, grabbing his bags and throwing them over his shoulder, following her out of the warehouse and down a series of streets. They turned the corner of another road before stopping. Keisuke froze with wide eyes. The small, one way street held a white FC, but that wasn't what was important.

"A-Aniki?" the blonde stared at the man leaning against the car, cigarette hanging from his lips.

"Keisuke." He greeted, a smile forming on his features as he turned to face his little brother.

Keisuke dropped his things before tightly hugging his brother, tears glossing over his eyes. Ryosuke reciprocated in kind, giving his brother just as sure a hug. They pulled away moments later, the oldest giving a reassuring smile and nod.

The brothers turned towards the girl with Keisuke being the first to speak. "When did you plan this?"

"Eh, not too long ago, I'd say. When I noticed your flame dyin' out, I figured it was high time to get you the hell outta here. This isn't a place for people with great potential. Like I said, you deserve better, and you'll find it when your back in Gunma." She nodded, assuring, and told him to get in the car.

Keisuke pulled her into a bear hug, nuzzling his face in the crook of her neck, kissing it gently and whispering, "Thank you." He pulled away before gently cupping her cheek and leaning in to press long, soft kisses on her lips. She easily melted into them with a hum, relishing in the moment she knew might be the last time she would see him in a while, maybe ever.

They pulled away some minutes later, saying what might be their final goodbye. "Come with me." Keisuke said, his eyes gleaming slightly with hope.

"I'll catch up to ya soon. I got you cleared to leave, best I could. I haven't done that for myself and it's gonna be a lot harder, knowing my reputation. Some people aren't gonna be too happy about that. I'll find you though, alright Kei?" she smiled.

"She does have means to contact me if she needs it. She knows what she needs to do and it would be best not to interfere, especially you with your newly cleared name around here." Ryosuke explained smoothly, which greatly helped in her case.

Keisuke reluctantly gave in, telling her to keep in touch as often as she could, giving her one last hug and goodbye kiss before getting in the FC, Ryosuke soon driving away. Keisuke watched her from the rearview mirror until she was out of sight, then he sighed. How long is it going to take for her to leave? What if something goes wrong and he's not there to protect her? He shook his head slightly, diminishing those thoughts. She always took care of herself better than he did himself. She would be fine. He knew she would be okay.

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When Keisuke returned home, he found his old room waiting for him, in the same state that he left it. His mother was happy to have her son back, welcoming him with open arms and her loving hugs that he missed dearly. His father made no comments, didn't even look at him. Keisuke wasn't going to let it bother him. Not after he was finally able to leave the city with a good name. He wasn't going to ruin everything his girl did for him just because of his father.

Ryosuke had opened up time to spend with his brother, and introduced him to the street racing world. Seeing his aniki drift his car so flawlessly, seeing him have complete control over everything it did was amazing in his eyes. He wanted to learn how Ryosuke did it, he wanted to learn to race, to have the adrenaline course through him at every turn on a mountain pass.

This is what he was looking for. This is what he wanted to do. To feel the exhilaration of racing at high speeds along the winding roads of a mountain. To control a car with everything he had, to drift around those tight corners and accelerate quickly to the next. Keisuke wanted to race at every chance he had.

When he was gifted with the newest model RX-7, he couldn't sit still. His leg was constantly bouncing as he waited for nightfall to make its way around. Then he would go out to practice with Ryosuke. His aniki taught him everything he knew, and Keisuke's performance grew better with each run. This was the life he wanted to live forever. He finally found what he had been searching for. Keisuke's skills were enhancing over the months he'd been back. He finally felt like he was meant for something and driving only made him feel all the freer. He was happy.

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"...what?"

"I'm sorry, Keisuke."

"She... she's not dead, stop lying aniki!" Keisuke didn't want to continue hearing it.

"You know I would never lie when it comes to something like this." Ryosuke felt his brother's pain. He truly did. He went through the same denial when his love died, now his brother is going through the same pain.

"Prove it, then! How do you know they weren't just saying that?!"

"They were a part of your group. They knew what she looked like and they were sure it was her, there was no mistaking it. They found her themselves and easily identified her. I can't make it any simpler, Keisuke. I know this isn't what you want to hear, but I can't hide these things from you, it would have only been worse."

He knew Ryosuke was right about the last part, but he refused to believe she was dead. He wanted to see the cold hard proof, or he was never believing it at all. "I'm going back to Tokyo."

"No, Keisuke."

"Yes, aniki! I'm not going to just sit here and accept her death. If no one is going to show me proof, then I'm going to find it myself. I'm not going to wallow pathetically in my own guilt and remorse when all of this could be a lie! She could have been set up for all we know and she's still out there somewhere. They wouldn't let her leave easily so they would come after her-"

"That's exactly what I'm talking about, Keisuke. She knew it would be difficult and there would be those who don't want her leaving. When they found out, they went after her. And that brings us to the news now. She went through all the work of getting your name scratched off of every underground document she could find to get you out of there. Going back and getting yourself into the same mess she strived to keep you away from would put all of her work in vain. She wanted you to live freely, to work on the things you have now. Don't turn your back on the life she helped give you."

Ryosuke's words stabbed through him harder than a knife. It was brutal honesty, and Keisuke only tensed more. His eyes were fixed on the floor, trying to hide the hot tears that were threatening to fall. His arms were crossed tightly against his chest, only tensing further to keep himself as composed as possible. His body shook slightly, trying to keep himself from falling apart in front of his brother.

Ryosuke relaxed his stern gaze and stood up from his place on his desk. He took a few steps towards the blonde and wrapped his arms around him. He never said a word, allowing his little brother to let out all of his built-up emotions. His forehead rested against his aniki's shoulder, the tears finally falling from his eyes. Keisuke's arms were wrapped tightly around Ryosuke, his body still shaking as he quietly cried.

The brothers stayed like this for what felt like forever to Keisuke. He felt like time slowed down heavily and far too fast. His whole world came crashing down onto his shoulders and he couldn't take it. The flame inside him felt like it had completely burned out. There was nothing left. He felt so empty and alone, even with Ryosuke right there.

(Y/N) was everything to him. She was the first to befriend him when he was new to the gang. She was the one who showed him the ropes and how to fight properly. She was always there to listen when he needed to vent about his problems. She was always the one he went to when he needed to be patched up, coming back to the warehouse covered in cuts and bruises.

Keisuke had his first kiss with her, and his first time, too. She was his first girlfriend and they were inseparable. He loved her so much... and now he'd never get to see her again. The moment they had together before he came home, was the last moment he had with her.

He'd never get to wake up with her partially on top of him, wearing his shirt that was too big on her, and lazily kiss her good morning. He'd never be able to take her on bike rides through the city, stopping at restaurants, checking out unexplored roads and shops they had yet to see. He'd never get to tell her how he found his dream and worked so hard to get better at it. He'd never get to hear her praises when he wins a race, then go for a late-night drive, acting like they were still stupid teenagers in Tokyo.

She was his other half and Keisuke just lost that half of his soul.

He could only imagine what she looked like when she was found. Did her face retain the expression of fear and she died scared? Or was it so sudden that she never had time to react and felt no pain? He hoped it was at least quick and painless, but he'd rather she still be alive and healthy.

Keisuke still refused deep down to believe she was truly dead. Whether it was the denial talking or he had a gut feeling, he wasn't changing his mind. During all of his thinking, he had calmed down considerably and felt Ryosuke slightly pull away, checking that he was doing even the least bit better.

The blonde pulled away from the rest of the hug, quickly wiping the stray tears that remained around his eyes. He stood in place, not making any sign to move. He felt awkward, almost embarrassed. He thought leaving right after this would be blatantly rude, but he just wanted to be alone and go to bed. All of this was still too much to handle and it exhausted him.

Luckily, it was as if aniki read his mind, gently telling him to go rest. Keisuke gave a short and light thanks before silently walking back to his room. Even there it somehow felt empty and gloomy.

His bed was so much larger and comfier than the one back at the warehouse. He turned his head to the empty side, his mind conjuring up an image of (Y/N) lying right next to him, that gorgeous, small and tired smile on her face. Her top half was covered by one of his shirts, and her bare legs stretched out lazily over the blankets.

He could picture himself rubbing a hand up and down the side of her thigh, occasionally squeezing the soft flesh gently. God, what he would give to have that back. Keisuke didn't know how long he laid there, imagining different scenarios with (Y/N) in it, but fell asleep soon after, his mind conjuring the dreams he wanted with her.

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It took months for Keisuke to slowly get out of the grieving phase. He still attended races but wasn't too enthusiastic about any of them, even the ones he raced in. He still loved it though and pushed through his emotions, continuing to practice daily or every other day. He was thankful Ryosuke was acting as his back bone, keeping him together as best he could. He knew aniki felt the same pain when he lost Kaori, and it made him feel somewhat better than someone understood what he was going through.

He turned down every attempt that numerous girls made to ask him on a date with no hesitation, saying he didn't want a girlfriend and that he didn't have time for it. As popular and good looking as Keisuke was, it was quite often he'd get the same question, and always turn it down with the same answer.

It wasn't a complete lie, Keisuke was busy with his racing, but the only girl he wanted was (Y/N). He could never replace her with some other chick, he thought of it as degrading. She was one of a kind and he felt like choosing another girl was the stupidest thing he could do. None of them were anything like (Y/N). They were... bland and boring in comparison.

When Ryosuke announced he was forming an expeditionary team for the top two elite racers, he was the happiest he's been in a long time when aniki said he wanted Keisuke to be one of them. To travel across the prefectures, taking down team after team and getting more challenges with each one. This sparked the smoldering embers inside him once more, and the smallest flame gradually got bigger and brighter.

This was the chance he wanted, to prove just how much better he's gotten and put his real skills to the test. This is what was going to get him into his dream of pro-racing. Everything (Y/N) worked for to get him out of the underground has all led up to this. He wasn't about to let her down now.

When Project D reached Saitama, Keisuke felt odd. He had some gut feeling that was trying to tell him something but he couldn't figure out what it was. He thought of taking a drive to Tokyo since it was close. Just a drive-by of their old area couldn't hurt, maybe he'd find what his gut was telling him?

The night of the race against the Saitama Alliance had come quickly and the Project was making last minute tune-ups on the 8-6 and FD. That odd feeling only grew more as Keisuke waited for his car to be finished. It was bugging the hell out of him and he prayed it wasn't going to interfere with his race. The blonde was interested to find out how that girl handled her FD and if she was on or around the same level as he was. He hoped she proved to be a good challenge.

When the countdown started, that feeling had luckily lessened and it helped him ease up. He could easily shake it from his thoughts and clearly focus on what he needed to do. Until both races were finished and the Project were all settled on the top of the pass. Maybe it was this girl and how she pestered him about trying to tell him she had a crush on him. She's been staring at him all night even before the race. He had to admit she was determined, but he really wasn't in the mood to deal with that.

When she walked over to him, he turned towards her with a "Hmm?" She finally managed to pluck up the courage and somewhat shyly ask him if he wanted to go out with her somewhere. He only sighed, replying with, "Listen, you're a nice girl, and you have a good personality, but I don't have the time for a girlfriend and I don't want one. It's just something you wouldn't understand and it's not you personally." Before his words really got to her, he turned around and walked back to his previous spot near the FD. She left sadly, with her head down, and Keisuke did feel a little bad for her. She was nicer than the other girls he came across but he couldn't help it if he wasn't interested in her as a girlfriend.

"Not even me?"

The blonde froze and his piercing blue eyes widened. That gut feeling rose ten-fold and time slowed down. He knew that voice... he never thought he'd hear it again. Slowly, he turned his head to the right, not fully believing he was hearing what he wanted to hear. When his eyes met (E/C) he nearly whimpered. His gaze quickly looked up and down, trying to comprehend that this was real.

"I told you I'd find you, Kei."

That was all he needed to hear before he ran towards her at the speed of light and held her so tightly like he was scared she'd disappear if he let her go. He desperately nuzzled his face into her hair, taking in the familiar scent he missed so much. His hand gently brushed through her hair, and his other held her protectively. He whined and tears fell down his cheeks when he felt her wrap her arms around him so securely, her fingers also brushing through his soft blonde strands.

His legs buckled underneath him, bringing him down to the hood of the FD. He slid further until they were on the ground and his back was leaning against the car. He held her on his lap as he crossed his legs, his face now nuzzled in the crook of her neck as his tears gently ran down her shoulder.

"I'm sorry I took so long." She whispered, pressing her cheek onto the side of his head. He couldn't form any words, the best he could respond with was a light shake of his head and to hug her tighter.

The Project watched with some confusion at the event, looking at Ryosuke for answers, but even he was surprised to see her. Happy, nonetheless, that his little brother was reunited with his lost love. It seems that Keisuke was right, she wasn't actually dead, but he was curious as to how she eluded death. That would be a question for another time, he thought. For now, he'd leave them be and told the group to continue with what they were doing to give the couple at least some bit of privacy.

When Keisuke had calmed down after nearly a half hour, she lightly told him to stay by the car and she'd tell Ryosuke he was ready to leave. The blonde nodded, slowly getting up to sit in his car and wait for her. The older Takahashi said they were packing up to leave and were going to spend the night at a hotel nearby, seeing how tired everyone was.

Keisuke jumped slightly at the sound of the passenger side door opening, looking over to see (Y/N) get in. Even after all this time, she could still sneak up on him without even trying to be quiet. "You doing okay?" she asked, that beautiful smile he missed so much, graced her features.

"Yeah... a lot better." He started the car, the rhythmic sound of the engine growling lowly.

(Y/N) looked around the car before saying, "I like this thing, nice and fancy. It suits you, too." She gave him a cheesy smile and he chuckled.

"So..." she started as they pulled onto the road, "how fast does the fancy car go?"

"Heh, very fast."

"Care to demonstrate?"

When they turned around the first corner Keisuke sped down the pass like he was racing again. So, this was his dream all along, huh? He's come a long way, hasn't he?

"You gotta teach me how to do this sometime, Kei. This is fun as hell." (Y/N) commented and the blonde smiled. He'd love nothing more to race down a pass with his girl.

"I can do that, gorgeous."

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The couple were the first to reach the hotel, quite obviously, and waited by the FD for everyone else to show up. Keisuke had parked in the farthest corner that was available, but still easily findable for the group. He lied back on the hood, pulling (Y/N) down with him. She shifted until she was sideways, her legs dangling over the front right wheel while she rested her head on Keisuke's chest.

He hummed happily, running a hand through her soft hair repeatedly, with his right arm gently draped over her stomach as he held her hand. Oh, how he missed this. It felt so good, so right, to just lay here in peaceful silence knowing she was with him.

The rest of the team arrived some ten minutes later and Ryosuke went to check everyone in. They were soon settled into their respective rooms and the moment the door to Keisuke's and (Y/N)'s was closed, he picked her up and carried her to the bed, crashing his lips to hers. His kisses were slow and passionate, taking in every detail he could, refreshing the memories that had blurred in his mind.

Keisuke climbed on the bed, never breaking their kiss, and rolled themselves over so she was on top. He held the back of her neck with his fingers tangled in her hair, his other hand holding her waist. His thumb rubbed her side gently, giving it a light squeeze here and there. How he missed the nights they'd do this together back in Tokyo. The comforting silence and loving actions had him craving more.

They slowly pulled away minutes later and Keisuke gazed at her features, lightly tracing over her jaw, the arches of her eyebrows, the soft curves of her eyes, and lips. She did the same, the corners of her lips turning upwards when she brushed over his nose and he twitched it cutely. (Y/N) brushed his messy bangs up and out of his eyes that stared at her with that gorgeous piercing blue that glinted from the dim light of the room.

"I missed you." He said softly.

"I missed you too, Kei." She replied, giving him a light peck.

"Where were you all this time?"

"Getting rid of my existence in every underground document I could find. Once I did, or at least burned the majority of them, I faked my death." She explained and Keisuke listened to every word she said. When she finished, he told her everything Ryosuke told him that happened to her. "I had a feeling you would find out about that. I didn't want it to scare you that badly and was considering contacting your brother that I was alive, but I couldn't take any chances of someone finding out about it."

The blonde nodded lightly in understanding. Her plan was executed perfectly and even had himself and Ryosuke fooled. "How did you manage to leave when the guys found you? They said they easily identified you and everything."

"That girl wasn't actually me. She was in some other gang, got herself killed and, as morbid as it sounds, I used makeup to make her look like me and put her in my clothes, then left her somewhat near the warehouse. After that, I changed my own look. Dressed in clothes I'd never wear, changed my face with make-up and switched up my hairstyle. Once that was finished, I pretty much just waltzed myself right outta Tokyo."

Keisuke raised his eyebrows. Clever girl. I always wondered why she had so many different kinds of make-up and clothes she had never touched. She had everything planned from the start. "You're clever as hell, you know that?"

"Yeah well, I try." She shrugged with a smirk. "So, what have you been up to these past couple years?"

It was cute how quickly he got into answering the question. The majority of it was all about his racing. How his brother taught him to race, how some kid in an "old and beat up junker of an 8-6" beat him in an unofficial race, which turned out to be the kid just speeding home from a delivery run. Then how he got beat by the same kid in an actual race all for a full tank of gas so he could drive his girlfriend to the beach.

By the end of his story, (Y/N) was dying from laughter. She had rolled off of him, holding her stomach and lying on her back as she kicked the air. The blonde was half amused, from her reaction, and half not amused, because she found it hilarious how he got his ass beat twice for ridiculous reasons.

"Are you done enjoying my suffering yet?" he asked half sarcastically.

"N-o-o-o-o!" her laughing fit started up again. "I'm so-o-o-orry Kei!"

He rolled his eyes, trying not to chuckle. "Well, if you're gonna continue, do it quietly, I'm going to sleep." He slapped her face with a pillow to muffle the sound. She eventually calmed down to a light giggle, but a few chuckles made their way out before she was finally finished and was being spooned by the blonde, with her back against his chest.

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"Babe, slow the hell down! This is a mountain pass not the fuckin' highway!" Keisuke was in the process of not fearing for his life, but the life of his FD. He honoured his word and was teaching (Y/N) how to race and drift, but fucking hell was she a speed demon. His eyes widened as she came up to another corner and wasn't starting to drift until the last minute and he was pretty sure she missed the guardrail by a centimetre.

His heart beat fast when he ran down passes, but never like this. After she had spent some time practicing with him on Akagi she wanted to try out Akina. They spent a few weeks on the course and she did great, but now was more of a nightmare for him and it was worse than when Takumi beat him the first time. He wasn't sure if he wanted to be conscious or not when they came up to the hairpins.

"The kid uses the gutters here, right?" she asked.

"Don't." he whispered, his eyes looking like saucers. This woman was going to be the death of him.

He looked out the window when he felt the car drop into said gutters and at that moment, he thought they were fucked and she was going to lose control. Until he felt the car quickly turn the hairpin and was raised out of the gutter, switching to the other side until they passed the hairpins.

What the hell?! She did it perfectly! Thank god I decided to raise the suspension. When she parked the car in the small lot at the bottom of the pass, Keisuke's legs felt like jelly.

"You're insane, woman." He finally said, still trying to calm down. All she did was giggle, patting his head.

"I didn't mean to scare 'ya that much, just wanted to show you it was pretty easy to do."

"Easy?! It took the kid weeks or months to use that trick!"

"Don't know why it took him that long, clearly it was easy to figure out." She shrugged.

"You're lucky I raised my suspension or else you would have fucked up my car."

"I never did it the other times we came here because I knew you had it lowered. I wouldn't mess up your fancy lemon on purpose, Kei. If I did, you know I would pay to get it fixed."

"Fancy lemon? It's an FD, psycho." He gave her an expression which was an unamused straight face that said, really?

She shrugged, "Fancy lemon, FD, it's the same thing. It's big, it's yellow, it's kind of roundish, it's a lemon... and a fancy one at that." Keisuke could only sigh and shake his head.

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In the dim light of his room, Keisuke's lips molded perfectly with (Y/N)'s during their slow kisses. His back was leaning against the headboard and his hands held both of her thighs as she straddled his lap. Her arm was wrapped loosely around his neck, while her free hand slowly traveled along his toned chest and stomach, feeling up his lovely muscles. Their session only became more heated as the minutes passed. Clothes were removed, names were lightly -and sometimes loudly- moaned, and the couple reveled in each other as they passionately made up for lost time.

Keisuke Takahashi - Kiss To Kiss

• Keisuke Takahashi x Reader • Word Count: 764. • Synopsis: In which Keisuke wants to try a trend with his girlfriend by mixing red and blue slushies together, except with their tongues and not a straw.

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"Hey, babe, I wanna try something." Keisuke said as he pulled into a gas station. Parking at a pump and telling the employee the type of octane he wanted, he got out of the FD. (Y/N) followed his lead curiously, walking with him into the store. He went straight towards the back where all the drinks were kept and stopped in front of the slushie machine.

"Red or blue?" he asked, grabbing two large cups from the counter.

"Mmm... red." She replied and Keisuke filled the two cups, one with red and one with blue. Popping the lid on the cups and sliding straws through, he handed the red one to (Y/N), taking his and walking to the register. After he paid for the drinks the couple returned to the FD, pulling out onto the road.

(Y/N) drank hers within a few minutes while Keisuke took occasional sips after shifting and stopping at lights. Finishing it just as they arrived at the mansion, he parked the car in the driveway, the two getting out and heading for the front door. Once inside, they settled on the lush sofa in the common room.

"So, what was it you wanted to try earlier? The slushies?" (Y/N) asked.

"Yeah, with something extra. Come here." He replied, wrapping his arms around her side and pulling her onto his lap with a smirk on his lips. Hooking a finger under her chin, he lightly pulled her closer. His lips met hers in what would be their second make-out session of the day. It didn't take long for tongues to intertwine and quick, short moans to escape their throats. Keisuke moved his hand from her chin to the back of her neck, pulling her in further and tilting his head to deepen the kiss.

They pulled away minutes later to catch their breath, their cheeks flushed red and eyes half-lidded. Keisuke's hands slid down to (Y/N)'s thighs, squeezing them. His eyes flicked between hers and her lips before saying, "Let me see your tongue." (Y/N) raised an eyebrow in confusion before doing so. The red from her slushie was mixed with part of the blue from Keisuke's, but it wasn't enough for his liking.

"Not purple enough." He stated before capturing her lips, his tongue mixing with hers again. (Y/N) chuckled in the kiss, now realizing what Keisuke wanted to do. She tangled her fingers in his blonde locks, pulling her closer and lightly grinding against him in the process. Getting a delicious moan from him, she lightly tugged on his hair and gently bit his bottom lip.

One of his hands squeezed her thigh while the other was tangled in her hair and holding the back of her neck. The long fight between their tongues had long since turned both purple from the slushies. The couple however had lost track of their initial goal, losing themselves in each other. Keisuke slipped his hands underneath (Y/N)'s shirt in attempt to undo the hooks on her bra until a voice cut through the silence.

"Keisuke, no."

He pulled away from her lips, looking at (Y/N) quizzically, and wondering why she sounded like Ryosuke. The dark blush on her cheeks worsened and she avoided eye contact with who was behind the sofa. Keisuke's head whipped around, seeing his brother standing only a few feet away, arms crossed. Ryosuke wore a deadpanned expression as he looked at his younger brother. The blonde groaned, annoyed his aniki ruined the moment.

"Get a room, Keisuke." Ryosuke said flatly.

"Fine, we will." The blonde stood up, helping (Y/N) up as well. He was about to lead her to his bedroom before Ryosuke cut in again.

"I don't mean your room. I don't want to hear everything from right next door. Go to a hotel if you want it so bad." He said before going up the stairs himself and to his own room.

Keisuke groaned, "Fuck you, aniki."

"Save that for your girlfriend." The door to Ryosuke's room shut and Keisuke glared at it from the first floor. Taking (Y/N)'s hand, he led her to the front door, slipping his shoes on and grabbing his car keys.

"We're finishing what we started before we were so rudely interrupted."

"You mean what you started." (Y/N) taunted, following him to the FD. He gave a snarky reply but (Y/N) didn't pay any mind to it, simply chuckling at her own idea of teasing him relentlessly until they reached the hotel. She knew she'd be fucked to high heaven for it, but that's exactly what she was going for.

Keisuke Takahashi - Forever Love Me

• Keisuke Takahashi x Reader • Word Count: 2,523. • Synopsis: In which the small wreck on Keisuke's FD turns him into an emotional disaster, his brother hits a soft spot, and Keisuke's first instinct is to run home and into the arms of his loving girlfriend and for a future plan to be made.

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He was doing a practice run, along with Takumi, down Tsuchisaka pass. Project D was in the Saitama region as it was their next location to conquer. Everything was going smoothly and according to plan.

Until Keisuke drove over a large amount of oil, losing control, and slamming his front left wheel into a guardrail. To say he was beyond pissed was an understatement. He was upset and on the verge of tears, but his anger kept them from making their way out.

He knew those Lan Evo assholes did it, and he was planning to make them pay. You don't wreck Keisuke Takahashi's car and get away with it. He sat curled up with his knees under his chin just to the side of his FD. He had to wait for the rest of the team to show up. Takumi found him standing in the middle of the road during his run, stopping just before him only to see the oil on the road, being lit up by his headlights.

After a short interaction with the livid blonde, Fujiwara drove back down to the bottom of the pass where he informed Ryosuke. The Project immediately drove to the scene and the older Takahashi assessed the situation, calm as ever.

It aggravated Keisuke. How could his brother be so calm and act like he doesn't care when his precious car is wrecked? He would be just as pissed if someone fucked up his FC.

"How can you act like this doesn't matter, aniki? Those bastards fucked up my car, they deserve to get their asses beat for it!"

"I understand you're angry Keisuke, but we can get it fixed. It won't be a problem when the repairs are finished."

"That isn't the point, Ryosuke! They did it on purpose to get me out of the picture. Make them pay for what they did! My FD is a mess cause of those assholes!"

"I know it is, I can see your car, Keisuke!" Ryosuke yelled back, surprising everyone. The blonde has never heard his brother raise his voice before. "Either you calm down now and get over it, or you'll get to see that FD of yours in a scrapyard where it'll never get fixed. Understand me?"

Keisuke tensed and stood silently for a moment before letting out a quiet, shaky breath. Quickly walking towards his car, a few small tears fell down his cheeks and it escalated once he was driving down the pass and away from everyone else.

He didn't care what they thought about him in that moment, he just wanted to go home. He wanted to hide under his blanket in the comfort of his own room and the loving touch of his girlfriend. He really hoped she'd be home from work by the time he got to the house.

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"(Y/N)!" Keisuke called out shakily as soon as he shut the door to the mansion. As he climbed the stairs, he heard a door open and footsteps quickly make their way to his location.

"Keisuke?" he heard her voice ring out worriedly. They almost ran into each other at the corner of the hallway and he enveloped her in a tight hug. He picked her up and carried her to his room silently, not answering her questions.

Once they both were on his bed, he covered them with the blanket up to their necks and pulled her close. Inhaling her scent then sighing a few seconds after, he replied, "Shitty day."

(Y/N) nodded lightly in acknowledgement, knowing he wouldn't want to talk about it right away. She wrapped her arm and leg over his side and gently weaved her fingers in soft, silky blonde locks. He sighed happily, relaxing even further into her soft touch. She pressed soft kisses in his hair, continuing to thread her fingers through it.

Keisuke nearly fell asleep several times but kept himself awake so he could feel her gentle touches. Her hands were so magical, he nearly forgot about today's earlier incident. He nuzzled his face further into the crevice of her neck, lightly inhaling her scent before letting out a calm sigh. Her fingers ran through his blonde strands repeatedly in a gentle manner.

"Some assholes made me wreck my car." He mumbled into her neck.

"What? Why?" she asked worriedly.

"Didn't want me to race and wanted me out of the picture. Figured I'd be harder to beat than Fujiwara, probably. They poured oil on the road while we were practicing and I spun out. Fucked up my front wheel. Drove her home just fine though." Keisuke elaborated in a depressed tone.

"Does your brother know? He'll have it fixed right away, I'm sure."

"Yeah, he knows and doesn't seem like he gives a shit. Too calm about the whole thing and it pisses me off. Acted like it wasn't a big deal and let the assholes get away with it. Then he yelled at me saying he was going to have it scrapped if I didn't calm down. You and I both know he'd be just as pissed if it was his car." His arms hugged her tighter as his sentence ended.

They cuddled in silence, Keisuke falling asleep rather quickly when (Y/N) lightly massaged his back with one hand while the other was still in his hair. It was about an hour and a half later when she heard the front door open and shut downstairs. Ryosuke was home. She wanted to tell him off a bit for the incident but didn't know how to word it. Guess I'll ask him about it first and see what he says. Slowly moving Keisuke's sleeping form off her chest and onto the bed, she quietly left his room, heading downstairs.

"Hey, Ryosuke." She greeted.

"Evening, (Y/N). I assume Keisuke is here, too?" he asked, while making tea.

"Yeah, came home a couple hours ago. He was torn up about his car." She answered neutrally. Not wanting to jump to conclusions, she kept an even tone. She wanted to know both sides of the story before scolding someone. "What happened, exactly?"

"Fujiwara was the one who told me that Keisuke lost control after running over oil, resulting in his wheel and suspension being damaged. When I and the rest of the team got there, I assessed what happened. He wouldn't stop bringing up his car and saying our opponents needed to pay for it."

"And?" she pressed, knowing he wasn't explaining everything.

"And I told him if he didn't calm down and let it go, I'd have his car sent to a scrapyard. I didn't mean it in actuality, I just wanted him to pull it together." The older Takahashi said honestly, leaning against the counter and taking a sip of the tea.

"Ryosuke, you know that fucked him up even more, right? He came home crying. Looked like he had been the whole drive here. I know you both weren't taking shit in that moment, but you know how much that FD means to him, you shouldn't have gone that far." (Y/N) spoke in a reasoning yet scolding voice. "That car is his pride and joy, he puts his entire life into that thing. You'd feel the same way if it was your FC. You might handle it better on the outside, but you'd be just as pissed and emotional on the inside. You're just better at hiding emotions than he is."

They stood silently in the kitchen for a minute, letting the words sink in. What they didn't know is that Keisuke was listening to everything from the top of the staircase. He was grateful his girlfriend always had his back and had more nerve than himself to tell his brother off when he deserved it.

"I'm not trying to tell you how to scold or punish your brother for things. You know him far better than I do, and probably always will. But I'm not going to sit there and watch him cry without saying something. I don't care if you're his brother or not, I'd still-"

"You're right." Ryosuke said quietly. "He's already putting in everything he's got. Everytime at every race. It's probably stressed him out and the incident to his car threw him over the edge. He's done more than enough for this project and has exceeded every expectation I've given him. I'm sorry." He bowed his head in sincere apology.

"It's nice hearing how far he's come since he started, I'm proud of him, he improves every night, gets one step closer to his dream. But, I'm not the one you should be saying that to." (Y/N) said with a small smile. "He looks up to you more than anyone, he deserves to hear that from you personally." She pushed herself off from her leaning position on the counter, quietly leaving the kitchen. She climbed the stairs so quietly, Keisuke didn't hear her coming and jumped when she turned the corner, scaring her in the process.

"God, Kei. What are you doing up?"

"I felt you leave and got up to follow you, but then heard you talking to aniki. Well, I uh, heard everything, actually." He wrapped his arms around her waist, dropping his head onto her shoulder and hugging her tightly. "Thank you," he whispered.

"Aww, of course baby. Gotta protect my man at all costs." She kissed his ear and ruffled his hair, earning a child-like giggle from him. This boy is so precious, she thought with a loving smile. "I think your brother wants to talk to you, I'll wait for you in bed, okay?" Keisuke nodded, smiling when (Y/N) gave him a quick forehead kiss before going in his room.

I'm gonna marry her one day. Maybe after Project D is over.

The blonde made his way to the common room, seeing Ryosuke standing near the couch, seemingly waiting for him.

"Aniki." Keisuke got his attention.

"Keisuke. I want to apologize for today. I have no intention of having your car scrapped. I've called Matsumoto to have a garage spaced cleared to fix it right away. But, more importantly, I shouldn't have said any of that to begin with, and didn't take into consideration the stress this project, and most likely I, put on you during all of this. You've done more than I could ask for and you exceed every expectation I have of you. You've come a long way and you'll only go farther by the time this project is finished. I'm more than proud of you, Keisuke, and I'm sorry for my poor choice in handling today's situation." Ryosuke bowed his head, the same as he did for (Y/N).

Keisuke moved to hug his brother tightly. "Thank you, aniki." When he pulled away, the blonde asked, "Say, how long until the project is over, do you think? If everything goes according to plan, I mean."

"Hmm. Roughly two months give or take. Why do you ask?" The older Takahashi raised an eyebrow in curiosity.

"Oh, uh. I just had a small idea about something, hypothetical right now." The blonde scratched the back of his head, looking at everything but Ryosuke as a light blush dusted his cheeks.

"May I ask what that is?" Ryosuke now had a small smile on his lips. "You seem quite enamoured by it."

"Yeah, uh well," Keisuke stammered several times before taking a deep breath and finally pulling a sentence together, "If you still had Kaori... and wanted to propose to her after this project... how would you do it?"

Ryosuke's eyes widened a bit, both his eyebrows raised up now. He stood in thought for a moment before replying, "I'd do it when you feel it's the right time and how you feel it should be done. Whether it's right after the final race, on a vacation, or elsewhere. I don't believe there's any real way to fully prepare for something like that. It'll probably happen when even you least expect it, no matter how far you plan ahead. I think a surprise like that is what makes it the most memorable."

"Heh, yeah I suppose it does." The blonde smiled lightly, looking out the balcony door.

"She's a one-of-a-kind, Keisuke. She'd go through Hell and back for you; don't lose her."

"I have no intention of letting her go. Quite the opposite, actually." His sapphire eyes glimmered as he grinned at his brother.

"Good. I'd need to have a talk with you if you thought otherwise." Ryosuke teased.

Keisuke gave his brother another hug before they bid each other good night, going up stairs and separating to retreat back to their rooms. When the blonde entered his, he was greeted with the sight of his girlfriend reading a manga in only his shirt that was twice her size. She looked up from the book, smiling at him. She pat the empty side of the bed for him to join her, except he immediately crawled between her legs and rested his head on her thigh.

"Hey sexy." He grinned childishly.

"What do you think you're doing, mister?" (Y/N) wore a playful smirk.

"Reveling in peak comfort."

"When do I get my turn to lay on your thighs? Maybe they're comfortable too." She teasingly complained.

"Never."

"Aww, why not?"

"Too busy laying on yours." He nuzzled his face further into the soft flesh of her thigh. They both giggled as she ruffled his hair. "Hey, babe?" Keisuke asked after a minute.

"Yeah?"

"Would you want to go on a trip after Project D is finished? Y'know like a little vacation or something. Just the two of us." He glanced up her.

"I'd love that, sounds fun! Where do you want to go?"

"Actually, I was hoping you'd tell me that."

"Well, I've kind of wanted to see what Okinawa is like. One of the islands has a big city but it's also right next to the coastline so we could go to the beach too." She spoke animatedly as she played with the soft strands of Keisuke's hair.

"Is it accessible by car?"

"Wha-? Kei, no, it's one of the southern most islands, you'd have to take a plane or boat." She laughed.

"Damn." He pouted.

"You'd be done with the project for not even five minutes and want to drive for the whole trip. You'd think you'd want a break from all that driving."

"Nah, I'm never getting tired of it. But I suppose I could give the FD a break too, huh?"

"A well-deserved one at that. That car has carried your ass more than you can carry your own." She snorted.

"Hey!" The blonde shot up in a push-up like position and glared.

"Love youuuu!" she sang.

She was such a smart ass, but that's one of the things he loved about her. He couldn't wait to marry his girl. "Alright, then. As soon as Project D is over, it's just us." He leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on her lips.

"Just us." She affirmed with a soft smile, their lips meeting again for a slow, passionate kiss.

Keisuke Takahashi - Forever Love Me (Pt. 2)

• Keisuke Takahashi x Reader | Smut | • Word Count: 3,031. • Synopsis: In which the newly engaged couple was about to go out for a vacation dinner only to change their plans and skip straight to dessert.

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"Kick his ass, babe!" (Y/N) yelled as Keisuke and his final opponent revved their car's engines as the countdown started. The blonde glanced at her for a split second with a grin before returning his gaze to the road ahead of him. If he wasn't putting in all he had before, he sure as hell was now. This was the final race of Project D and he wasn't about to lose. (Y/N) came along to be there for the finale, supporting Keisuke the whole way through and giving him one of her pep talks as his car was being prepped last minute.

He was more motivated than ever. Both cars peeled out before taking off for the uphill when the countdown finished. He took the lead and both cars disappeared behind the first corner, the sounds of their engines and tyres echoing through the pass as they climbed it.

Keisuke wasn't the superstitious type, but he had a small charm of a little yellow FD that (Y/N) found. He had it tied around his car key's keychain, the little RX-7 dangling and swinging gently as he turned tight corners. She thought it was the cutest thing, saying it would help him win the last race if he had it with him. How could he say no to her? She had that gorgeous smile and gleaming eyes.

As the race continued (Y/N) chatted with the rest of the team. "So, Ryosuke, if you had to give a percentage on the chance of Keisuke winning, what would it be?" she questioned.

"Well," he paused for a second, "Given the amount of practice he's had with this course, the skills he's improved on previous races and the upgrades to his FD..." The older Takahashi continued giving an info dump on the topic rather than an answer.

"I said percentage, Ryosuke, not essay." She chuckled, shaking her head.

"Roughly seventy percent." He finally answered.

"Plus thirty." She retorted.

"Taking into account the skill of his opponent and that this pass is his home course, that's why I say seventy. There is always the chance he could lose, but nowhere near as high a chance as last year when he raced Takumi for the first time. He's come that far along since then."

"Yeah, true. I still stand by my plus thirty though. That little charm I got him adds onto it you know." She grinned childishly.

"I wouldn't dare doubt you." Ryosuke wore a small smile.

"Damn right."

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Kenta stood at the top of the pass, waiting at the finish line to announce the winner. The sound of an engine growing louder by the second. "I can hear an engine, guys!" he radioed in, "Sounds like just one, though. Someone might've spun out." Everyone waited in suspension as Kenta watched the road waiting to see which car tore around the last corner and to victory.

"KEISUKE WON!" Kenta screamed through the radio, continuing to cheer and yell his name. The Project did the same at the foot of the mountain. Ryosuke lowered his head with a soft smile. Seems like she was right. She had no doubt in her mind. Nice work, Keisuke, I'm proud of you.

When the blonde returned to the bottom to take a break and get ready for the time attack run, (Y/N) nearly tackled him in a bear hug the instant he got out of the car. Her legs wrapped around his hips and her arms around his neck. Keisuke leaned against the side of his car, holding her up with his arms hooked under her butt. She kissed his forehead, cheek, then lips before praising him thoroughly. "I am so proud of you! My man is a badass!"

He wore a boyish grin, showing his teeth. "You want to come with me on the time attack? See how it's done?"

"Really?! Hell yeah!"

Once Fujiwara's race was finished, Keisuke helped (Y/N) with the bucket seat harnesses, earning him a peck on the cheek from her as he did it. He chuckled before moving to the driver's side and getting in, doing the same for himself. Once everyone was ready and Kenta gave the ok to start, timer in hand, Fumihiro started the countdown. When "go" was yelled through the radio, Kenta started the stop watch and Keisuke took off up the pass.

(Y/N) sat silently the whole way up, watching how concentrated her boyfriend was. It was always such an experience sitting shot gun with him and watching him speed up and down a pass like it was simple. The more focused he was, the more thrilling it got. She watched him quickly downshift several times before drifting around a tight corner in second gear, straightening out and accelerating again. It was rhythmic how he controlled his car. Shifting, turning, and braking like clockwork all at the right moments and making the most out of his speed.

"We're almost at the top." The blonde broke the silence.

"That was fast." She teased.

"Would you expect anything less of me?" Keisuke smirked, glancing at her.

"Not even in my dreams."

"Speaking of dreams," he started, "I want you to know that all of mine include you in it." His smirk turned into a soft, warm smile. (Y/N)'s eyes widened and a blush heated up her cheeks.

"A lot of them are far in the future, years from now, even. I couldn't tell you if we'd live in the same place or hang out with the same friends. But I can tell you I see at least one of my dreams happening pretty soon. If you'll let it." He turned a corner before meeting her eyes for a moment.

"What do you mean "if I let it"?" she questioned, somewhat confused.

"There's only one way it can happen." Keisuke turned the final corner, speeding past the finish line, before slowing down to a stop, ending his timed run. Unbuckling his harness, Keisuke pulled a tiny box out of his pocket, turning to her and opening it. "If you'll marry me?"

(Y/N) nodded quickly, exclaiming "Yes!" several times. With happy tears forming in her eyes, she undid the harness and leaned in towards Keisuke, meeting him halfway for a deep, passionate kiss.

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"Keisuke! C'mon, we're gonna be late!" (Y/N) yelled from downstairs. The blonde mumbled and shuffled around the corner of the hallway from his room.

"We have, like, six hours before we even need to be at the airport, babe." He whined.

"Yeah, but it's good to be early and make sure we get on, flights are stingy. You got your stuff?" She looked up at him from the bottom of the staircase.

"Yeah, yeah, let me get it." He said while yawning, shuffling back to his room. (Y/N) and Ryosuke chuckled at the blonde's tired self.

"He stays up all night racing but can't get up at six in the morning for a plane ride. He's strange." She said playfully.

"That's Keisuke for you. If it doesn't involve racing or watching one at the odd hours of night, he won't get up." Ryosuke spoke while slipping on his shoes, car keys in hand. Not a moment later, the blonde scampered down the stairs, two duffel bags in hand.

"'Kay, ready. Man, I need a coffee." He yawned again. "How far is the airport again?"

"About two and a half hours." Ryosuke replied.

"What?!"

"It's in Narita, Keisuke, it's east of Tokyo. I couldn't find a flight leaving from Haneda, which is in Tokyo, so we had to go with Narita. It's pretty much all highway driving so it shouldn't be too bad." (Y/N) explained, "Ryosuke is driving, so you can wake up on the way. Thanks again, Ryo." She smiled gratefully to the older Takahashi.

"Of course. We can stop for coffee before we get on the highway."

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Two and a half hours later, the three reached the airport, thanking Ryosuke for the ride and grabbing their bags before parting ways. "There isn't an airport in Gunma anywhere?" Keisuke suddenly asked.

"Nope. The biggest ones are Haneda and this one. And the one we're landing at on the island." The blonde whined at her words, following behind her as she leaded. He had never been to an airport before so he was trailing her like a lost puppy and looking around at all the small shops and food places. Their gate, being on the other side of the building, ended up being a fifteen-minute walk. Keisuke went to get another coffee after finding an open seat near their gate.

"They had a big latte, here." He handed her the warm cup before sitting next to her and dropping his head on her shoulder. She thanked him, taking a sip. (Y/N) was reading a manga that Keisuke read along with her, taking occasional sips of his drink until it was time to board and their names were called.

"My car is smaller than this and still more comfortable." Keisuke pouted, resulting in a small laugh from (Y/N). They were only seated for five minutes and the blonde wasn't happy. "Another reason why I wanted to drive there."

"You can't drive your car over the ocean, Kei, the FD isn't God. And you most definitely can't turn gasoline into wine, so that's not happening."

"Wanna bet?"

She rolled her eyes, shaking her head. This man is a class all to himself.

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About two hours later, the couple landed in Okinawa. The minute they got off the plane and out of the gate, Keisuke stretched his legs, popping the joints. "Man, planes suck. My legs have been murdered."

"Aww, your giraffe legs will be fine. C'mon, we've got a hotel to check into." Taking his bigger hand in hers, she led themselves out of the much smaller airport and into a taxi that drove them to the hotel. The hotel had traditional architecture that was beautiful and was only a few minutes from the beach.

"So, what do you want to do first?" (Y/N) asked curiously as she unpacked a change of clothes and a hairbrush.

"You." Keisuke replied smugly, giving a signature smirk from his reclined position on the bed. She gave him a sarcastic smile followed by an eyeroll.

"Anything besides me?"

"No."

"Alrighty, looks like I'm taking myself out on a dinner date. Me, myself, and I could use a little girl time." She winked teasingly before going into the bathroom to change.

"Hell no! I'm not missing the chance to see you all dressed up." He got up and off the bed, rummaging through his bags for a better change of clothes as well.

"Your clothes alone are more than my net worth." (Y/N) said jokingly when she emerged from the bathroom, seeing him changed as well.

"Your worth more than that, love," the blonde wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, "and you will be even more after the wedding." He whispered, gently nipping at her ear. A small shiver ran through her as she blushed.

"You say that like you're my sugar daddy." She giggled.

"Maybe I am." He kissed her neck.

"If that's the case, at least I landed a sexy one." She gazed up at him, the back of her head leaning on his chest. He leaned down slightly, capturing her lips with his. (Y/N) turned around for a more comfortable angle. Keisuke hummed lowly, snaking his tongue past her lips and fighting for dominance.

He won quickly, sliding his hands from her waist to the underneath of her thighs, lifting her up. With her arms and legs wrapped around him, Keisuke moved to the bed. Lying her back on the soft mattress, he hovered over her, moving from her lips to the side of her neck. Sucking and biting on her soft skin, he left his mark on her several times, earning the delicious sound of her moaning his name.

"How about we skip dinner and go straight to dessert?" he whispered huskily in her ear. As a shiver shot down her spine, she could only nod, unable to formulate words. "That's my good girl."

He trailed kisses down her neck and chest. Keisuke's hands gripped her thighs harder, his nails leaving crescent marks on her skin. With her shirt now being in his way, the blonde quickly removed it, undoing her bra and slipping it off as well. Her breath hitched when he nipped at the inside of her cleavage before latching onto her breast.

(Y/N) moved one of her hands to tangle into Keisuke's hair, occasionally tugging on the soft strands. She bit her bottom lip, holding in another moan when he switched to her other breast, sliding her skirt and underwear down at the same time. Hooking his hands underneath her thighs once more, he pulled her closer to him, his arousal brushing against hers.

She blushed darkly when he grinded against her. (Y/N) tugged on his shirt, signaling him to take it off. He pulled away from her chest, removing it and dropping it on the floor next to him. His forearm muscles flexed as he undid his belt and pants, also dropping them to the ground once undone.

"Needy girl, aren't you?" he said roughly, lowering himself to her thighs and leaving more dark marks. Moaning his name only urged him on, his lips leaving rough kisses. Once he was satisfied with the numerous hickey's he left behind, Keisuke stood back up and slid off his boxers. He sighed lightly, no longer being confined by the pressure.

(Y/N)'s wrists were immediately bound together by one of Keisuke's hands, holding them over her head. "Ready gorgeous?" he put on his signature smirk, his eyes meeting her for a response.

"C'mon, Keisuke, I've been ready." She squirmed her hips, trying to create friction. Wasting no time, his free hand took a firm hold on her hip, holding her still. Parting her legs with his, he pushed himself in. (Y/N) was never fully able to get used to his size and mentally thanked him as he stayed still until she relaxed. When she wiggled her hips lightly to test the pain, giving a pleased sigh in response, Keisuke took that as his cue. Snapping his hips roughly, he easily reached a spot in her that had her mewling his name.

His grip on her wrists and hip tightened as he set a quick, rough pace. (Y/N) wrapped a leg around his waist, hoping it would allow him to go deeper. Letting go of her wrists, he moved his hand to the bed to hold himself up as he leaned over her. Crashing his lips onto hers, he gave rough kisses, occasionally biting her bottom lip.

Her moans and whines were muffled, her fingers tangled Keisuke's hair as they made out. When he gave a sharp thrust, she roughly pulled on his hair making him give a low, guttural growl. She almost came on the spot from that. When she felt his thrusts becoming sloppy, she lightly pushed on one of his shoulders, telling him to lay on the bed.

"And why would I do that?" his deep voice said between ragged breaths, "I've got you right where I want you."

"Just do it, Takahashi." She said with a hoarse voice. Her sudden commanding tone sent blissful waves through the blonde, who ended up doing as she said. Within a minute, he pulled out and was pushed onto back, landing on the soft bed; (Y/N) turning over and straddling him. Getting the idea of what she wanted, Keisuke once again took hold of her hips, slamming her down onto him as he snapped his hips up to meet hers.

Her nails dug into his biceps as she lowly moaned his name at the sensation. Keisuke watched her with glazed over eyes, reveling in the sight before him. With each time she came down, he thrust up to meet her, making the pleasurable feeling double. Sliding his hands down to her thighs, Keisuke gripped the soft flesh and leaned his head back with closed eyes and short, deep moans.

"Babe, f-fuck!" His moans and whimpers became shaky right before he came. He gave a few more thrusts until (Y/N) came as well, groaning his name. She let herself collapse on top of him, head resting on his shoulder as the couple breathed heavily. She felt Keisuke's arm drape over her back, his hand gently squeezing her side.

"You owe me two dinners now, Takahashi." (Y/N) mumbled tiredly, breaking the silence.

"Don't worry gorgeous, your sugar daddy's got you." He lightly teased.

"Mhmm. He better." She lifted herself off of him and the bed to put on one of his large shirts. Keisuke did the same, except he only put on loose sweatpants before falling back onto the bed. When she was in arm's length he pulled (Y/N) next to him, cuddling again, this time more comfortable and under the covers. She nuzzled her face into the blonde's neck and he wrapped his muscular arms around her protectively.

Keisuke kissed the top of her head while gently rubbing circles into her sides with his thumbs. "Hey, babe?"

"Hmm?" her voice was muffled.

"I was wonderin'... can we have the FD around during the wedding? Like in the background when pictures are taken, then have a group of pictures of us with it?" he asked shyly. "I'm sounding like my FD is the centre of my universe, aren't I?"

"I love the idea, hun. Let's do it. That makes it better since you proposed in it." She said lightly, leaving a light kiss on his neck.

"Really? Thanks, beautiful, you're the best." He said excitedly with a grin. He turned onto his side, hugging her tighter and leaving a kiss on her forehead. (Y/N) looked up, her eyes meeting his shining blue ones.

"You're adorable, Kei," she pecked his lips, "I love you."

"I love you more, (Y/N). My beautiful girl." Keisuke gave her several kisses around her face, earning a cute giggle from her, before he connected their lips in a soft, loving kiss.

Keisuke Takahashi - Right Now

• Keisuke Takahashi x Reader | Lime | • Word Count: 1,888. • Synopsis: In which Keisuke's girlfriend riles him up for fun, and to end the night of a race with a brilliant reaction from the blonde.

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If there's one thing Keisuke's girlfriend likes doing, it's riling him up. She's aware of how weak he gets when he feels her lip rings on his neck and lips. The small pieces of metal are cool on his skin and it sends a shiver down his spine each time. The feeling of her tongue piercing on his own tongue when they kiss easily pulls a moan out of him. When he feels it trail up his neck as she leaves a stripe along it before nipping at the sensitive skin, it nearly sends him over the edge. Her dominant persona easily overpowered the blonde's, making him melt with only a few simple touches, and he was wrapped around her finger.

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As Keisuke raced down Akagi, practicing his techniques, (Y/N) waited at the finish line, stopwatch in hand. She leaned on one of the car park's metal fencings, her ankles crossed in front of her. It didn't take long for the sound of a rotary engine to meet her ears, and she raised the stopwatch, ready to hit pause on the timer the moment her boyfriend's FD drove over the invisible finish line. After he did, he hopped out of the yellow Mazda, eager to see his new time.

"Hell yeah! That's my best time yet!" he cheered as (Y/N) wrote it down on the paper and clipboard that Ryosuke gave her to track times. "These new settings are kick ass." Her boyfriend said as he happily snatched the clipboard from her hands to compare his previous times to the current ones. She rolled her eyes with a smile, watching him puff up proudly.

"Now you've gotten one step closer to becoming a god." She said playfully, clicking the pen.

"Oh, come on. You know I can't be Ryosuke." He said, flipping a page.

"So, you admit your brother is a god? I'll have to tell him you said that." She smirked, crossing her arms.

"Yeah, yeah." He waved his hand. "I think this'll be enough for tonight. I got some good results here, so let's call it a night, babe." He spoke a minute later after looking over the time sheets.

"Alrighty, sounds good." Pushing herself off the metal fence, she and Keisuke strode over to the FD that was waiting patiently in a parking spot. As Keisuke opened the door and lightly tossed the clipboard through the open space to the hatch, (Y/N) stopped in front of the hood and pointed at something on top of it. "What's this?" Keisuke looked at her confusedly through the windshield before backing out of the door and moving to her. Looking over the hood, he couldn't see anything wrong with it. No dents, no scratched paint, no- "Aye!"

He found himself flipped over, his back on the hood and arms pinned on both sides of his head as (Y/N) stood between his legs. "Ah, now I see what it is. I gotta say, you look good on the hood of your car." She winked, her eyebrow piercing moving with the slight movement.

"Very funny, let me up." He rolled his eyes, attempting to play off the blush he knew was growing with each second.

"Mmm. No, I don't think I will." She lowered herself, her chest pressing against his as her lips reached his ear. "You look too good to pass up here... and your ears are red, love." She whispered before nipping at the shell of his ear. A high-pitched squeak passed through his lips at the pinch. His cheeks darkened further and the blonde turned his head to the side in embarrassment. "Good boy, keep going. You know I love the sounds you make." (Y/N) lowered her lips to the side of his neck that he left completely exposed, leaving a trail of kisses along the sensitive skin. The cool touch of her snake bite hoops had long whimpers and sighs escaping his throat. Feeling the tense muscles in his arms relax, she released her hold on them, sliding her hands down to his hips. She slipped her hands under his grey hoodie and shirt, sliding them up along his toned stomach as she nipped at the sweet spot on his neck. His breathing got heavier as small moans emerged from the man underneath her.

"You're doing so good baby boy, keep it up." He nodded absentmindedly, only really registering the praise that he thrived for. (Y/N) felt the arousal that had quickly tented in his pants, and brought one of her hands down to palm at it, earning a deep groan from Keisuke.

"More... p-please." He pleaded, lightly bucking his hips into her hand, trying to gain more friction. Just as (Y/N) was about to unbuckle his belt, several loud revs sounded on the start of the pass. Three cars, from what appeared to be a small local team, turned into the car park. (Y/N) immediately lifted herself off of Keisuke, pulling him up with her as he fixed himself up to regain composure. He let out a disappointed and annoyed sigh at being interrupted.

"Oi, Takahashi! You out for a practice run too, huh?" one of the guys called out.

"Lucky for you, I already finished." He replied, his signature snarky tone evident in his voice. He avoided turning his head to them, his face still feeling hot. He moved to the driver side door, (Y/N) following suit, going to the other side and getting in. Another of the guys from the group made a comment about Keisuke not wanting to do a race for "practice" purposes, but the blonde completely ignored it. Starting the FD up, he pulled out of the car park and started the drive back home.

"That was fun while it lasted." (Y/N) teased while Keisuke just mumbled a complaint incoherently.

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The couple arrived at the mansion some fifteen minutes later. Keisuke was eager to continue what his girlfriend started, but before he could get so much as a kiss in, his brother chose now as the right time to come downstairs. (Y/N) heard another annoyed sigh from the blonde, and let out a quiet, breathy chuckle.

"How did the practice runs go?" Ryosuke asked curiously. (Y/N) handed him the clipboard with the results and he silently looked it over, a pleased hum coming from him moments later. "You've got great times here. I take it you like the settings as they are?" he looked up at his younger brother.

"Yeah, they're awesome. I think I'm gonna keep 'em like that for a bit." Ryosuke nodded approvingly at the blonde's words, thanking them for the sheets and retreating back to his room. "Finally." Keisuke sighed, immediately lifting (Y/N) up and carrying her to the couch in the common room. With her seated on his lap, he weaved a hand in her hair, pulling her down for a long series of kisses.

They lightly groaned into the kiss, (Y/N)'s fingers playing with the top hem of Keisuke's V-neck t-shirt. The pads of her fingers brushed over the blonde's collarbones, slowly moving to gently hold the sides and back of his neck. The small metal hoop piercing on the side of her nose brushed against his, as well as the snake bites light pressure on his lips. Cool to the touch and a more than welcome feeling, they pulled pleased sighs come from Keisuke. Keisuke's hands rubbed over (Y/N)'s thighs and up to her hips, lifting the hem of her shirt, about to- "Keisuke, did you happen to practice-"

"God," the blonde pulled away, groaning with annoyance, "what now?" he glared at his brother who wore one of the smuggest smirks the FD driver has ever seen. (Y/N) simply chuckled at the fact they had been interrupted again, noting how much it affected him. Poor guy can't catch a break. Ryosuke repeated his question, finishing it this time.

"Yeah, I practiced it. Now go back your simulation cave, you hermit. I got more important things to do." Keisuke waved him off, nearly fed up.

"I didn't know you considered getting dommed to be more important than racing." Ryosuke's shit eating smirk grew.

"FUCK OFF, ANIKI!" Keisuke's voice cracked, and (Y/N) lost it as she rolled off of him laughing, watching the older Takahashi nearly run up the stairs.

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Ryosuke, Keisuke, and (Y/N) all sat in the car park on the top of Myogi pass waiting for a race to start that was between the NightKids and a small local team. Luckily for Keisuke, it was not the same team that showed up on Akagi several days ago. Large groups of spectators chatted amongst themselves about the outcomes of the race and who they rooted for as soon the cars took off. Keisuke sat on the front right fender of his FD, arms crossed and looking slightly bored. Ryosuke, at some point, went back into his FC and worked away on his laptop. (Y/N), who was leaned on the fender next to her boyfriend immediately came up a scheme as he was talking to himself. "I don't get my brother sometimes... he drives all this way for a race only to sit in his car and type away-!" he yelped the last sound of the word loudly as (Y/N) gave a small, sharp nip on the side of his neck, before continuing to lean down as if she was adjusting her shoes.

People nearby looked over towards them with eyebrows raised, wondering what the sound was and who did it. Keisuke nearly gave himself whiplash when he looked at (Y/N) with an incredulous look on his face that luckily no one else saw. His girlfriend however, kept a calm poker face, as if she heard nothing. "What?" she asked plainly.

"What do you mean "what"?" he asked sarcastically with a small glare. She simply shrugged, going back to leaning on the car and observing people as her fingers played with her lip rings. They sat in silence for several minutes, the blonde occasionally glancing at her, hoping to catch her in the act of another scheme like that. He quickly gave up, believing she was finished.

Oh sweety, how wrong you are.

With his guard nearly instantly lowered, (Y/N) took the prime opportunity to lick the shell of Keisuke's ear. He was in a middle of an open-mouthed sigh when she did it. The feeling of both her tongue piercing and one of the lip rings sliding against his sensitive ear quickly turned that sigh in a voice cracked, high-pitched moan that could have rivaled a porn star's.

The blonde immediately tensed, shutting his mouth, clamping his teeth together and looking at the road beneath him with as straight of a face as he could manage. Nearby spectators looked over again, more confused than ever, as Keisuke actually held a decent poker face, leaving the curious people to disregard him and (Y/N).

When the race finished and people started to leave, Keisuke whisper-yelled at her saying, "You're fucked as soon as we get home, you got that?!"

"Says the one who sounds like a fucked-out sub porn star." (Y/N) chuckled, getting into the FD.

Unbeknownst to the couple and everyone else, Ryosuke saw everything from the beginning and had to cover his mouth to prevent himself from laughing out loud hysterically.

Initial D Headcannons: First Date

• All Initial D Characters x Reader • Word Count: 1,826. • Synopsis: Headcannons of the lovely boys and girls, and where you both go on your first date.

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• Keisuke: This Takahashi isn't fancy like his brother so you can bet your first date with him will be at a street race. He promises he's not the one participating in it and asks where you want to chill at. He'll suggest the best corner to see the opportunity of an overtake, but if you want to sit somewhere specific, he's more than happy to comply. If you both end up at the best corner, he'll be happy lil' boy and most likely have his leg bouncing in anticipation when the cars get closer. It's quite cute hearing him talk about who's going to win and make the pass around the corner and then puff up proudly when he's right.

• Ryosuke: Now this is a fancy Takahashi. Without fail, I'm sure you all know this man will go all out to make your first date with him quite the experience. He'd ask you out to a restaurant, not stating specifically which one, and especially not if it's high end. If you mention you don't know what to wear, or don't have a dress you feel would be good enough for the occasion, you'll see a brand new one delivered to you first thing in the morning on the day of your date. Ryosuke would pick you up at the exact time he said, open and close the car door for you and let you pick what side of the table you want to sit at. He'd get fancy wine and cover the bill, not evening blinking an eye at your mention of the most outrageous prices you've ever seen. He'd only give you that suave smile and little head tilt to convince you to let him pay for it all.

• Takumi: If there's one thing this tofu boy is good at delivering, it's an ecstatic you to the beach. He could've sworn for a minute that your smile was the sun, seeing how bright it was as you looked at the sparkling ocean before you. Not many things can get Takumi to smile so easily, but that was definitely one of them. When you take off your clothes that covered your swimsuit, his face and ears turn red and he becomes a stuttering mess while trying to avoid eye contact. It takes him a solid few minutes to regain his composure, but once you pull him over to the water or have him help you make objects and shapes in the sand, he's back to normally pretty quickly.

• Takeshi: For everyone's favourite GT-R baby, he'd take you to a car meet in Tokyo for your first date. It's packed with all sorts of cars, builds, and unique styles. Takeshi clearly likes to hang around the GT-R section and he gets caught up talking with a few guys who own them for a few minutes, before shyly scratching the back of his head and apologizing to you with a blush. If the meet ends around noon, since some start early morning, he'd probably also take you to some nearby anime stores to look at manga.

• Shingo: He's taking you to a... pub? Okay... You thought this date wasn't going to go well, but you both ended up hitting it off great. You each had a few drinks but it was only three light and I mean r e a l l y light beers in, and this dude was fuckin' plastered. Seeing Shingo as such a lightweight was definitely a surprise and quite funny in the process seeing as how he struggled so much to form a proper sentence, stand on his own and he kept falling asleep. He's a weird guy, sure, but he definitely won't leave you bored.

• Itsuki: Mr. Lonely Driver ain't so lonely anymore, huh? Anyway, this hopeless romantic drives you up to lake Akina where you spend an hour or two boating around the lake and feeding the lil' fish that swim around you. After that he takes you around to Akagi and maybe even Myogi if there's enough time. He even let you drive his 8-5 down Akagi pass and that made him simp for you that much more.

• Iketani: This sweetie takes you out to a beachside restaurant and he can't get over how amazing you look in your sundress and how the wind makes your hair blow so beautifully, and- oh crap you caught him staring at you like that again. He chuckled nervously for the fourth time and apologized. You easily brushed it off and liked how much he was into you, turning said words into a cheeky response that made him blush before the both of you took a nice walk along the shoreline at sunset.

• Kenji: He'll take you out for some driving around the city and stop at shops and other places you see along the way. It's mainly window shopping or at least looking around the place before leaving, but the both of you did get some neat looking stuff from several stores. He'd take you to his favourite restaurant for lunch before the both of you went back to hunting for goodies.

• Kenta: The man loves his tans and what's a better way to get them than at the beach? He does have some nice tan lines occasionally if he wears a tank-top in the sun for long periods of time, but he likes to keep it even as much as possible. You'd both have water fights in the ocean, help him build a sand version of his car, and maybe even make a sand pit to sit in and cool off.

• Kyoichi: The Emperor isn't exactly one for stereotypical dates, so you'd end up with him taking you out for a late-night coffee and chat with him on his home course or chill in an empty parking lot. He might even take you to one of the late-night car meets if one happens to line up with the night of your date. If you're both on Irohazaka, you might have the chance of getting him to race down the pass for you. If you ask nicely, that is. He is Emperor after all.

• Rin: Our second favourite GT-R boy would meet you at a park where there's a bunch of colourful koi fish swimming around. If you met him before Kaori, he'd be a real sweet and romantic guy. If you met him after Kaori, he'd be more on the quiet side, try to keep his attention on you and try not to be so depressed that it leaves a bad impression. He's trying his best at being a good date and all he needs is a little push in the right direction and some affection to top it off for him. He can be a real wholesome boy though.

• Goū: The younger Hojo bro would definitely take you to those almost secret midnight car meets. He'd try to impress you with his NSX and give some loud revving when he drives you both into the parking complex so it echoes. His car is an attention grabber, especially with its vibrant red paint and he's mentally hoping that the attention he's getting from his car only adds to the attraction you have for him. He pays attention to you the whole time and follows you around the complex, answering any questions you have about the cars you're currently looking at. It's pretty attractive how he has so much car knowledge and barely needs to think about your question before answering it.

• Wataru: Taru would be more on the adventurous side and take you to some small, almost hidden shrines around the city or along a forest path. You'd both check out street-side shops, seeing what they have to offer, and overall explore everything you could in a day. He's a super considerate guy and is really sweet, always taking your words into consideration and listening to everything you say.

• Nobuhiko: You both met at a library, so you can bet your first date would be at another. Both being bookworms to some degree, you could easily talk about all sorts of books from almost any genre. If you bumped into him in the car section of the library, that alone would be the main lead of your conversations. If you came across him from some other section, it's most likely because you saw him before hand and decided he was too cute to pass up so you ran into him on 'accident'. You'd tell him about that later and he'd give a light chuckle and shake of his head that made his cute poofy hair fluff around a bit.

• Mako: Your first date with the Sil-eighty driver would be at a fancy, but not overly fancy restaurant. You'd both have outside seats on a nice evening, the small candle on the centre of the table would light up her features subtly, but it made her all the more gorgeous. She would start off as shy until you both found a topic she easily relaxed into, and that's where you both hit it off great.

• Sayuki: This wild child is obviously a beach babe. She'd want to spend as much time in the water as possible with small breaks in between. She'd buy a new swim suit specifically for the date and want to impress you with her form. If there's a waterpark next to the beach, you'd already be feeling your arm being tugged in that direction as she happily exclaimed her excitement.

• Kyoko: The rotary babe would love to be taken to a street race as her first date with you. Your entire conversation up until the cars race past you would be about, well, the race itself. The occasional questions of where both of your interests in cars came to be would be asked and her eyes would sparkle with such happiness if you told her you owned an RX-7 as well.

• Mika: Best girl Mika would be the one to confidently ask you on a date to the beach. At some point during the date, she would squat down to the sand and murmur to herself about getting the golf ball out of the sandpit and what angle it would need to be hit at to get it out properly. Once she came out of her daze and realized you were watching with an amused expression she would blush and try to play it off while avoiding eye contact.

• Kaori: You'd take lovely Kaori on an early evening date to a restaurant before walking with her along a brightly lit up park with cherry blossoms. Several other couples would be walking around and she'd lightly mention at how great of an idea this was as she happily looked around at the scenery and other couples enjoying themselves. She'd hug your arm a little tighter and lean into you a little more as you continued down the path.

Masterlist: Keisuke Takahashi

Links to all stories relating to Keisuke Takahashi from Initial D.

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Lost Into the Night | Smut |

Falling Into My Heart | Love Triangle |

Falling Into My Heart (Keisuke's Ending) | Smut |

Midnight Lovers | Smut / Threesome |

I Can't Stop Lovin' You | Fluff |

Take My Soul | Angst to Happy Ending |

Kiss To Kiss

Forever Love Me

Forever Love Me (Pt. 2) | Smut |

Right Now | Lime |

Initial D Headcannons - Hogwarts House Edition

• All Initial D Characters • Word Count: 1,228. • Synopsis: I recently got back into the Harry Potter series and it got me wondering what house some of the Initial D characters would be in! I tried being as accurate as possible with their personalities and traits, as well as the racing side of things and how they work with that, so hopefully you enjoy! • Note: If anyone would like me to add a character that wasn't listed here let me know, I'd be happy to add more! (Characters are listed in alphabetical order.)

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Bunta Fujiwara: Considering how much this man knows on all sorts of racing tactics and down to the most complex function of a car, I’d say he’s on the Ravenclaw side due to his extensive knowledge and experience of experimenting different methods over the years. He can also be an enigma and extremely cryptic, especially when giving Takumi advice on how to win a race or handle the Trueno, he definitely makes someone use their head and think.

Gou Hojo: I feel like he’d be a Gryffindor since he can be pretty head-strong and stubborn at times, especially racing. He also gets straight to the point about racing tactics, explanations, and most likely just regular conversation with his team and brother. His bluntness definitely fits the vibe.

Hiroshi Fumihiro: With how charismatic this man is with his words over the years of working with the RedSuns and Project D, I want to say he’s leaning more on the Hufflepuff side? He’s a very well-rounded person, patient and overall good-hearted. He tries to make the best of things and keep things on the positive side even if the opponent team isn’t as friendly.

Itsuki Takeuchi: Gryffindor or Hufflepuff. He’s definitely living in the moment, occasionally funny, definitely stubborn, but is an honest guy and good-hearted like a Gryffindor. He tends to also get into the moment very quickly rather than thinking things over first and jumps at a lot of opportunities that are thrown at him without really thinking of the possible consequences. Like that time, he ditched work mid-shift to go on a date with Kazumi. However, like a Hufflepuff, he’s an emotional guy, also very trusting towards his friends and cares strongly for those he loves. He’s also a very compassionate and considerate guy, seen clearly during his dates.

Keisuke Takahashi: Gryffindor for sure. Very head-strong, stubborn, blunt, will not take shit from anyone and most certainly will not back down without a fight. Even through that stubbornness and head-strong nature, he does come to learn the patience in certain racing techniques his brother told him to learn and practice. He takes the criticism as a challenge and uses it to better himself and prove to others he can do it.

Kenji: Possibly Gryffindor? He gives me Ron, maybe one of the Weasley twins vibes occasionally. He does jump in to some opportunities before thinking, like the time he and the guys stalked Iketani when he went on a date with Mako.

Kenta Nakamura: Possibly Slytherin or Gryffindor? He’s a very ambitious guy, wants to improve and follow in Keisuke’s footsteps, but can also get ahead of himself and jump to conclusions too quickly that it can come back to bite him in the ass like the rainy race on Myogi with Takumi.

Koichiro Iketani: I feel like he’s a Hufflepuff. His loyalty to his friends and the trust he has in them is very strong. He’s a good-hearted person and is very honest and dependable. He just wants the best for the people he cares about. That sort of love and loyalty definitely fits a Hufflepuff.

Kyoichi Sudo: Slytherin hands down. Man wants straight up power and authority. Extremely driven on taking down all the Gunma teams and be the best of the best with his Lan Evo supremacy. Definitely assertive and self-reliant, sometimes ruthless when needed.

Kyoko Iwase: Gryffindor. The amount of courage and bravery I saw on this girl’s face when she confessed to Keisuke just fits. Even through the rejection and tears when she inevitably got rejected, she pulled through and stayed strong in the end. Her determination for racing itself and to better herself in her performance is a real Gryffindor trait.

Mako Sato: Sweet girl feels like a Hufflepuff. She works hard at racing and is determined to improve while also being a genuine, loving person to those she cares about, even if they are someone new. She has let her emotions get the best of her a couple of times, once during a practice run with Sayuki about Iketani and after figuring Iketani wasn’t showing up under the billboard late at night.

Nobuhiko Akiyama: Ravenclaw for sure. The amount of research this boy does into the opponents’ cars that his team will be racing against is serious business. He wants to know the ins and outs of those cars as well as the best advantages his teammates cars can use to pull a win.

Rin Hojo: He’s a Slytherin, even before his mourning and depressive nature. He was always a serious guy to begin with and was a bit manipulative and controlling towards Kaori once. With threatening her to marry him or else her family’s fortune would suffer, sounds like a classic Malfoy move.

Ryosuke Takahashi: Ravenclaw without a doubt. The amount of simulations, hypothesis testing, research, medical school cramming, and race tactic practicing, this man is the literal definition of Ravenclaw. With his large info dumps and explaining to the RedSuns all sorts of information from a car part to the inner workings of their opponent themselves, he’s a big brainer.

Sayuki: I feel like she’s a Slytherin just for her charm and charisma, especially with guys. I wouldn’t say she’d use it to her advantage in a bad way, she just has the natural charm of flirting and is shameless about complimenting a guy on their looks right in front of them. She has nothing to be embarrassed about, so she’d go full send.

Shingo Shoji: Another power and authority hungry Slytherin. With how much Shingo fights Takeshi for being team leader and his nasty attitude in general, he’s a typical Slytherin. Especially with pulling dirty tricks, like ramming his car into other people’s bumpers to gain the lead in a race.

Takeshi Nakazato: Honestly, I’m torn on my boy here being either Gryffindor or Slytherin. He’s got the Slytherin traits of being an authoritative leader, ambitious, is really focused towards his goals, and likes his place of being number one on his team. On the other hand, his stubbornness and hating to go down without a fight bring strong Gryffindor vibes. He also uses his mistakes and losses as a challenge, like Keisuke, to better himself for the future.

Takumi Fujiwara: Though he’s normally very laid back, keeps to himself, and spaces out a lot, he gives me Slytherin vibes. Not bad Slytherin either, but more so the traditional meaning of the house. When he gets into the zone during a race, he is extremely focused and determined. He doesn’t let things get to his head and he’s patient to wait for the time to pull a move. His desire to perfect his skills is also a high quality Slytherin trait, as well as his realism and the costs of what his actions may or may not do are always present. He is also selective on who he trusts as well. It takes a little bit for him to warm up to someone, but once he knows them enough, he’ll learn right away if their trustworthy or not.

Wataru Akiyama: His attitude, stubbornness, and overall hatred of losing makes him a very competitive Gryffindor. I feel like he’s very similar to Keisuke. He’s straight forward, is strongly passionate in what he believes in and uses his mistakes in races to better himself.

Keisuke, drifting: 😒

Keisuke, drifting with his brother: 😏

Keisuke is so fucking cute.

Which of these categories do you think the boys would be in:

1. fan of car sex

2. is fine with it if it’s not his own car

3. will not do it in a car

This is a good one, heheh.

1. Fans of car sex, both in it and on it:

Takeshi, Shingo, Keisuke, Kyoichi.

Takumi, Ryosuke, and the SpeedStars gang would have to be convinced before they do it. I feel like Ryosuke would come around to the idea faster than the others, though for modesty, he'd stick to keeping it more inside the car.

I feel like the SpeedStars, mainly Iketani and Kenji would try it once to see what's like, but would probably prefer elsewhere, though I do see Kenji becoming an enjoyer of it, just not all the time.

2. Fine with it if it's not their car:

I had to read this a couple times, but I'm going to assume it's them being cool with car sex specifically if it's not in their car.

Either way, I feel like they'd all prefer to have intimacy in familiar settings and areas that make them and you comfy, so if your man and you had to get a rental or something, or borrow a friend's car, I doubt any of the guys would want to "disrespect" the use of it like that.

Though, I do feel like Shingo wouldn't care as much since the man's always fuckin horny, but he'd definitely prefer the EG.

3. Will not do it in a car:

I see more of the SpeedStars and Takumi preferring to do it at home over a car since that means being more "in public" instead of the privacy of your bedroom and house. Same with Ryosuke, I feel like he and Takumi specifically have more of that traditional romance aspect where they wanna do it right and prefer keeping it that way, but like I said, they could be convinced to fuck in the car but it'll be rare occurrences, most likely if they're pent up with adrenaline from or before a race or during practice runs when they get worked up.

Masterlist: Initial D Headcanons

Links to all Headcanons for Initial D characters.

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First Date

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Lingerie Shopping

Hcs for taking the boys lingerie shopping? Would they tell you their favorite pieces on you, help you decide between sets, etc!

Initial D Headcanons: Lingerie Shopping

• All Initial D Male Characters • Word Count: 1,754. • Synopsis: In which the boys' help you pick out lingerie and give their inputs and reactions to the pieces and sets. • Note: Thank you for the idea Anon, this was a fun lil' snippet!

• Keisuke: Would be flustered at first when you both enter the store, even if it was his idea to take you. He’d shadow you at first, looking kind of shy and out of place as you look around at the sets and pieces. After a few minutes he’ll get more comfortable and glance around, his eyes no doubt landing on a yellow set and nudging your arm then pointing at it hanging on the wall. You’d giggle a bit, not being surprised he’d want you dressed the same as his beloved FD. After finding a few more pieces and sets for yourself, along with the few he’d bring you some of different colours and two more yellows, you’d try them on, pulling back the curtain to show it off with a spin and watch his reactions. Saying he loves you in all of them and can’t decide he’d shrug and tell you to just let him buy them all, but you weren’t having that; far too expensive. He’d sigh and end up narrowing it down to the top three, one colour and pattern loved by you, another you both agreed on, and obviously the first yellow one he set eyes on.

• Ryosuke: It’d be your idea to take him shopping but not tell him where it was you wanted to take him. However, he was pleasantly surprised at your choice, choosing to indulge himself in a rare time. The pieces and sets he’d look around for were more of a classical style, covering more yet still accentuating your form deliciously. He seemed to favour the colours of Black, blue and white, with the occasional red, no doubt taking on a similar style of his own clothes. Getting to watch you try on dozens of pieces, mix matching the colours to see what blend nicely, along with the few sets you both picked out was the highlight of his day. Unlike his brother, he was much more lenient, not taking no as answer from you, and buying the few you liked most along with a few of his own choices.

• Takumi: Oh, this boy is mad blushing. Obviously, it was your idea to walk into the store as you both wandered through a mall, dragging poor Takumi in by the arm. Once he realized what store he was in, he practically froze in place. You giggled, tugging on his arm and taking him to one of the walls to look around, as Takumi watched the floor, cheeks red and hands in his pockets to avoid touching anything. Once he heard you hum with mischief, he looked up, curiosity taking over as he saw you holding up two separate pieces, the top half white, and the bottoms black. “Yeah, I think this is it, how about you, Tak?” you’d ask and he’d instantly scratch the back of his head, looking at the ceiling. Knowing his unspoken answer, you took him to one of the changing rooms before showing it to him, the poor boy choking on his water from squeezing the bottle too hard once you yanked back the curtain.

• Takeshi: (#TedTalk incoming) Oh man where to start… I feel like it’d be his idea to take you if he’s feeling particularly bold or more in the mood than usual, but then your idea if you felt like spoiling him with an extra treat on yourself or to surprise him and watch him blush and stutter a bit. Obviously, he’d lean towards anything black or red. Black with red accents, even. He’d take longer than the other guys to look at the details and patterns, the shapes of the individual pieces and sets, imagining them on you to try and save you time from putting them all on. Takeshi was most definitely imagining those same sets and pieces on you while you sat all pretty on his Skyline. He was glad he decided to wear baggier pants than usual today, too. He’s also the kind of guy who wants the perfect outfit for his perfect girl, so he’d take this shopping trip seriously. You notice that if he’s staring at something for longer than a glance and then leaving to check other outfits out, you’d grab it without him noticing. In the end, you’d have dozens of sets and pieces to try on, but not minding the time it takes one bit due to the delicious reactions he’s giving you every time you pull back that curtain. Takeshi would nod approvingly to nearly everything you wore, leaving you to have to narrow it down so it wasn’t a financial crisis in the end. You’d also let him pick out the few he loved most as well, that being the main reason you and/or him walked into the store in the first place.

• Shingo: This man is straight reveling at the sight before him. You’d have to stop him from grabbing every single red set and piece he lays eyes on. His constant giggling and shit eating grins, going along with his dirty comments quickly driving you up a wall. It was quite literally like taking a sugar high and addicted child into a candy store. Telling him to calm down and stop grabbing everything, you limited it to three sets, or two pieces to make a set, is what you’d told him. Eventually, he’d tone it down, settling on a deep red set that was quite revealing, two pieces that were black and red on both top and bottom, you chose the top while he insisted on the bottom, and you picked out the last piece/set on your own, though he had no qualms, seeing you in anything was enough to turn him on.

• Itsuki: Uhhh, yeah, I don’t know, besties. I see it being his idea and him being all confident talking about it, but once he walks in and sees the vast options, the mannequins, the more revealing ones, etc. he’s having a severe nose bleed and has probably passed out by now. I guess that means no shopping if he isn’t awake to look at them, right?

• Iketani: Kinda the same as Itsuki, but he at least holds it together better, and lets you do the shopping. He feels that it should be you getting what you like best and what makes you feel confident and good looking, over what he wants. If you ask his opinions on some though, he’ll give you honest answers, most of them being positive and even saying he likes some of the ones you’ve picked out, where as his honesty for less positive comments would be more on the colours just not resonating with him, and maybe the patterns. Otherwise, he’s extremely supportive and just happy to be there and see you try stuff on!

• Kenji: Also, a nose bleed, but he stays awake. Like Iketani I see him being happy with whatever you want to get for yourself, just counting himself lucky to also see you in sexy outfits and getting to help you look around and find something you’d like. He was ecstatic when you loved the white one that he picked out, lowkey wanting to see you match his 180.

• Kenta: “Orange.” It was the first thing he told you when you both walked past the entrance to the shop. You looked at him with a confused “Huh?” and he repeated himself. “Orange. You’d look hot as hell in orange. And of course, whatever other colour you wanna get, y’know?” he’d scratch his cheek sheepishly, stuttering a bit. With a small eyeroll and smile you told him he could go look for some orange sets and pieces, to which he happily set off on his quest. He’d be pretty much happy with anything you got, not being able to wait to see how hot you’d look posing on his car.

• Kyoichi: Black for sure. Like every other guy in this list and the last few below him, his first choice is always the colour of his Evo. He’d also like a deep ruby red, and like Ryosuke, would try to help you find something with a regal, almost prestigious shape, pattern, and appearance. Something worthy of an Empress.

• Rin: I see Rin liking black, along with some purples, whether it’s completely purple or its an accent colour, or purple with black accents, he’s pretty satisfied. He’d also like to see you get what you feel great in, not being a picky guy so much with patterns and the shape of the pieces. If you manage to find a black one with little skull or chain patterns to match his belt chain, or darker Shinigami personality, he’d revel in the sight.

• Go: This man wants to see as much boob as he can, along with you being covered in red. In my other headcanon of the guys’ favourite body parts, I saw Go as a tits man and it still stands. The nice soft curve of the cleavage and top of your boobs all circular and smooth has this man praying on his knees, for real. If you were also specifically wanting a red set or pieces, he’d make it a mission to find the perfect ones and try to weasel himself into trying to help you put the pieces on in the dressing room, which wouldn’t work, of course.

• Wataru: I see him being a little shy about it, but inevitably liking the white and black piece mix match like Takumi, but would also try to find you maybe more earthy colours, like greens or blues? I feel he would have a thing for purples, like a violet or deep and vibrant shade of purple. The styles and colours he’d help pick out would be a refreshing variety, something to see what colour resonates with you best once you actually get to try them all on and see his reactions. He’d stand just across your changing room, hands on his hips casually or arms crossed only to drop them along with his jaw when you present yourself.

• Nobuhiko: This smart guy would pick up on how the few pieces you’ve gathered are the same colour as his glasses. You might even try to find some shades of silver close to his Altezza. Nobu, being a very respectful man, he’d lean more towards the sets and pieces that cover more, but have small gaps to show skin within the patterns so they can be seen more clear against your skintone.