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Bunta sped down the mountain pass, on his way to a meeting for the tofu shop. He was in the 86 because Takumi took the Imp (suby) on a DATE. Bunta grumbled just thinking about it.
“Ugh.”
Not only that, but Project D had messed with the car. Why else would it be feeling so light? He drove for a bit, until...
“FUCK,” Bunta screamed. The car was actually out of gas but gauge broke without anyone realizing. Until now, that is.
“I’m going to bop Takumi over this,” Bunta thought.
A Nissan Silvia S-13 drove by. And it belonged to Iketani. He pulled over and ran out of his car, locking it.
“Mr. Fujiwara!” he shouted. He recognized the writing “Fujiwara Tofu Shop” on the side of the 86. Additionally, he recognized the car.
He ran up to Bunta.
“Are you ok sir? Looks like your car is out of gas…”
“It is,” Bunta grumbled, lighting a cigarette. “Damn gas gauge broke and Takumi didn’t think to fix it.”
“I could give you a ride to the gas station, it’s only a few kilometers up the road,” Iketani offered, scratching the back of his head offeringly.
“I’d like to do that… but I can’t,” Bunta said without opening his eyes.
“Why’s that?” Iketani asked.
“You locked yourself out of your car.”
Iketani realizes he doesn’t have his key and scratches the back of his head embarrassed. “Oh haha I guess I did Mr. Fujiwara. I can walk you to the gas station”
Bunta falls over shocked “I’m not THAT old... but sure.”
Iketani sets off with Bunta who’s carrying the gas can “So, Mr. Fujiwara, what do you think about sugar daddies, just curious.”
Bunta takes it with a straight face “If you were thinking of asking me to be yours, forget it. We emptied our damn bank account getting the Imp (Suby) so Takumi could learn FWD (four wheel drive) (AN sophie dont kill us authors integrity) and now we’re all out of cash.”
Iketani fell over on his face.
“I didn’t mean it like that, Mr. Fujiwara!” he sputtered. “I was just thinking, a lot of street racers have been getting some lately and I wanted to know an old-timer’s thoughts.”
Bunta took a drag of his cigarette, grinning.
“Oh yeah? Well, you know street racing’s not the cheapest hobby out there…”
“You can say that again,” Iketani sighed, “What was racing like when you were young?”
“When I was young?” Bunta takes another drag from his cig.
“Yeah when you were young.”
“I was talking”
“Sorry Mr. Fujiwara” Iketani scratches his head.
“Back in my day we didn’t have sugar daddies or mommies or any of that nonsense. We had to work lots of jobs and drive the Akina Uphill both ways.”
Then, Takeshi passed them, barreling down the mountain in his GTR.
“He’s going into that corner too fast. He’s going to understeer.” Bunta said sagely.
Sure enough, Takeshi crashed through the guardrail and tumbled down the mountain.
Because of street racer’s code, Iketani said “I better go check if he’s ok!” and ran down after him.
Bunta took another drag of his cigarette.
“I don’t play those kiddie games.” He turned around and started walking up the road again.
Eventually, he made it to the gas station.
Shingo was there. His ears flicked in annoyance. Takeshi was late for their date at the gas station.
Shingo smirked when he saw Bunta approach.
“Well if I can’t mess around with my boyfriend, then I guess I’ll have to make my own fun.”
He cackled and went up to Bunta botheringly.
Bunta looks up at him and BAM! Bunta has a huge aura.
“Shit!” Shingo thought, “I can’t mess around with this guy!”
“Can I help you?” Bunta asked with an edge to his voice.
Shingo thought fast on his feet.
“I actually came to offer you a regular brownie,” he said.
“Oh yeah?” Bunta said, his tail swishing angrily. “It’s not one of those marijuana (catnip) brownies or anything?.”
“No I promise” Shingo promises. “Whatever” he says under his breath.
Bunta says “Ok.” and takes one.
Bunta thoroughly chewed the brownie, tasting the flavors. He sat around the gas station for a bout 30 minutes waiting for it to kick in.
“Hm. Head feels off,” he muttered to himself. He pulls out a cig.
Shingo pulls up. “Heyyyy Fujiwara man. Feelin’ anything?”
“What do you mean?”
Shingo smirked. “That stuff I gave you? That was WEED BROWNIES!”
“NEGATORY!” Bunta shouted, but at that point it was already too late…
Meanwhile, Iketani and Takeshi rolled the Nissan Skylar GTR (an: i pissed my pants /srs) upright. (an: the fic is about to decline sorry :( )
“Wow, I’m so glad your car is fine Nakazato,” Iketani said “Not like the other times…”he said quieter.
“WHAT THE HELL IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN JACKASS,” (an: “the hell kinda statement is that??”) Takeshi said with a furious glint in his eyes.
Iketani started sweating and waving his hands. “Hey cool it man, we all crash on Mt. Akina sometimes that’s street racers code”
Takeshi “Why don’t you put a freakin’ cork in i- Hey what the hell’s that???”
Shingo peeled out of the gas station, fear coursing through his veins.
“Thank god he can’t follow me while I’m in the car,” Shingo said out loud to himself. Little did he know Bunta was pulling a pedo out of the window of a car and throwing him across the lot as he spoke.
“Wait– what are those headlights– is that a Mercedez?” Shingo said looking in his back mirror.
Bunta is drifting.
Then, Shingo saw a busted up Nissan Skyline GTR ahead… and he knew who it belonged to. And he saw him standing next to …. Iketani!
“Now I know I said I was cool with him shopping around, but we had a date here!” Shingo said, pissed. He knew what to do.
Without further ado, Shingo sharply turned the steering wheel and veered his civic into the GTR, causing Iketani and Takeshi to dive to the side to avoid him.
The cars crash with a huge bang. Rage your dream played (an: hit play !!!!! https://youtu.be/KoFSQeOAYz4) as the cars went carreening down the mountain never to be seen again, after Shingo got out.
“Takeshi you freakin idiot” Shingo slaps Nakazato across the face. “I’m cool with you shopping around but you freakin stood me up” he slaps him again “at the gas station.”
Nakazato screamed “ WHAT” he cups his cheek and a few tears form in his eyes.
Shingo mutters “I would scratch the hell out of you if I wasn’t declawed right now”
Takeshi says “Shingo I was late to our date cause i crashed my Nissan Skyline GTR R-32 I cant believe you would think that of me” he mutters.
Iketani looks between them shocked at couples communicating.
Shingo takes a step back shocked “w-what-” he stammers “you were coming to the gas station?”
Nakazato looks away closing his eyes “yeah you moron” he opens his eyes and looks at Shingo. “You think I never come late to a date??”
Iketani cringes.
Bunta was sitting by them watching all this in the Mercedes. He smiles and says “gas station date huh? I remember those days..” He smiles and drives off
THE END
Authors note: Well thank you for reading. This is a part of our catboy au. We had some more fics planned but to be honest this took 8 months and 2 days to finish and we are serious about our work so who knows if another part will ever be finished. Catboys in this au get declawed if they act bad but if they act good (Like Takumi) they’re fine. They get declawed at the vet. Anyways, here is our list:
- Takumi: Like I said, he’s good so he doesn’t need to get declawed. That is until he fights Mika… but Bunta doesn’t take him to the vet so he never gets declawed. Speaking of Bunta–
- Bunta: He was grandfathered out and was never declawed. Actually back in the day they were very cruel to catboys and declawed everybody but Bunta was too stubborn and fast in his 86 for them to catch him.
- Yuuichi: got declawed :/
- Ryosuke: well behaved so they never declawed him
\\ - Keisuke: got declawed L
- Iketani: didn’t need to get declawed, hes nice
- Kenji: got declawed for reasons unknown
- Itsuki: hes nice a sweet boy
- Kazumi: got declawed for sure
- Shingo: was going to be declawed but he crashed the vets car on the way to the appointment and avoided it (an: he was lying in the fic about being declawed because he wanted to act tough)
- Takeshi: declawed
- Wateru: hes too violent for even the vet
- Koiichi: suprizingly, not declawed!
- Mako: not declawed but Sayuki is
- Sayuki: see above
- Kenta: hard to say
- Ren: …declawed
- Shingo: hes too young
- Shinji: i meant to write this last time (an: authors integredy)
- Kyoko: never got declawed
- Those old guys: all declawed it was a very brutal regime
- Mika: HE BETTER HAVE BEEN DECLAWED
- Mercedez guy: i fucking hate him they tried to declaw him and he fucking died
- Fumihiro: do i even need to say it
- Matsumoto: he didnt need it (an plus hes hot)
- Tomiguchi: ditto an: ditto
- Natsuiki: ;;----------; SHE DIDNT NEED IT
- That’s everyone I care about pretty much