It was just past 12 when Lana, all eager and glowing, asked for another round of soul-stirring passion. But just as they were about to dive back in, Arashi’s stomach let out a loud growl. Lana froze, then burst into laughter.

  she giggled, teasing him.

  Arashi chuckled, a bit embarrassed but amused.

  he said, rubbing his stomach.

  Lana grinned, her playful tone softening into something sweet.

  The mood shifted instantly—what had started as fiery passion quickly turned into something more laid-back and easy, their desire replaced by the simple, comforting need for a meal together.

  Arashi said with a shrug,

  Arashi chuckled, his eyes sparkling with mischief, as he imagined Lana beside him in his Nissan Skyline R33 GT-R 400R

  Lana stepped out of the shower, running a hand through her damp hair, and was suddenly hit with the realization. No clothes. Her black dress was long gone—stripped off and discarded the night before. She cringed internally, the awkwardness of the situation creeping in.

  she said, trying to keep her voice casual but feeling slightly embarrassed.

  As soon as the words left her lips, she cringed a little, realizing how presumptuous it sounded. But the thought of walking around half-naked felt even more mortifying.

  she added quickly, trying to save face.

  Arashi teased, his eyes gleaming with amusement.

  Lana’s cheeks flushed a deep red at his comment, her heart skipping a beat. His playful tone, the way he seemed to enjoy her awkwardness, made her feel flustered.

  she huffed, trying to sound annoyed even though a small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

  Despite the feigned irritation, Lana couldn’t help but feel pleased. His teasing meant he found her endearing, maybe even because of her awkwardness. It felt oddly reassuring.

  she chuckled, conceding.

  Arashi murmured, his gaze drifting to the far future, his tone heavy with an unspoken intimacy.

  Lana’s heart skipped a beat at his words. It felt like he was giving her a special nickname—something only they shared. As she watched him look off into the distance, she couldn’t help but wonder what was going on in his mind. Was he thinking about their future? The thought sent a rush of excitement through her, mixed with just a hint of trepidation.

  she said, breaking the silence, and she turned to head toward his room.

  Arashi’s voice drifted toward her as she walked away.

  Lana’s heart fluttered a little at the sound of his words. She imagined how it would look on her—baggy, hanging loosely off one shoulder. It was such an intimate gesture, him lending her his clothing like this.

  she murmured as she returned with the oversized hoodie. Slipping into it, she let out a contented sigh.

  she added softly, running her hands over the fabric, the worn material feeling comforting. The hoodie was much too big for her, but she didn’t mind. In fact, it made her feel small and vulnerable in the best way next to Arashi’s imposing presence.

  she said, trying to play it cool, though the butterflies in her stomach were impossible to ignore.

  Arashi ignited the beast's engine, revving it a little to warm her up. The deep growl of the engine sent a ripple of energy through the air, making Lana’s heart race as she descended the stairs. Her bare feet lightly kissed the concrete with each step, but it was the low rumble of the car's engine that truly made her pulse quicken, growing louder with every moment.

  A thrill mixed with a tinge of fear shot through her. She couldn’t help but remember the first time she heard that sound—the deep, menacing roar of the car—it had made her feel like prey being stalked by a predator. But now, hearing it revved up just for her, knowing it was Arashi’s ride, sent a different kind of shiver down her spine, one that was electrifying and strangely comforting.

  Lana breathed out as she reached the matte black Nissan Skyline R33 GT-R 400R“You really do love your monster, don’t you?”

  Her words were barely above a whisper, tinged with a mixture of nervousness and fascination. The car was more than just an object; it was a rare treasure, as mysterious as it was powerful, a reflection of Arashi himself.

  As Lana approached the passenger side, Arashi glanced over at her with an encouraging smile, his eyes gleaming with something more than just amusement. He patted the leather seat, inviting her in.

  he said, his voice warm and coaxing.

  Lana didn’t hesitate. She slid into the seat, the leather cool beneath her as she settled in. Arashi’s gaze followed her, slow and deliberate, taking in every inch of her. His eyes traced from her face down to her bare feet, pausing for just a moment longer than necessary.

  he murmured to himself, a small smile tugging at his lips.

  The words were low, soft, but there was a weight to them that made Lana’s heart skip a beat. She could feel the tension in the air—silent but charged. She wasn’t sure how to respond, but the thought of being the object of Arashi’s gaze, the way he looked at her now, made her feel a little dizzy in the best possible way.

  Lana’s cheeks burned as she caught Arashi’s appreciative gaze sweeping over her body. The oversized hoodie, while comfortable, didn’t do much to hide the curve of her hips, the way it hung loosely from her shoulders only adding to the feeling of being exposed. Her pulse quickened under the weight of his gaze, and she fidgeted slightly in her seat, wishing she could disappear—but at the same time, the attention made her heart race.

  she repeated, her voice a little shaky as she tried to sound casual, even though the heat flooding her neck betrayed her nerves. She crossed her arms over her chest, but the gesture didn’t do much to hide the rush of warmth spreading across her skin.

  she muttered, a teasing smile tugging at her lips. Despite the words, a flutter of excitement stirred in her chest at the implication of his words. The idea of being more than just friends with Arashi—of being his girlfriend—was both thrilling and terrifying in equal measure. But there was no denying the spark between them.

  she said with a playful but pointed edge to her voice. There was a slight bitterness in her words, a small hint of jealousy and insecurity creeping in as she imagined Arashi’s charms working on others. But deep down, she knew the thought of him turning his attention to someone else would crack her heart a little. Still, she couldn’t let it show. Her pride wouldn’t allow it.

  Arashi revved the engine, the low growl of the beast vibrating through the air as if it too agreed with him.

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  His usually calm, cool demeanor cracked just slightly as he repeated his words. The hint of vulnerability in his voice made Lana’s heart skip a beat. It was the first time she had heard him say it so seriously, and it made her stomach do somersaults.

  she stammered, her face a deep shade of red. She avoided his gaze, gripping the door handle tightly as if it would steady her.

  Despite her words, there was a thrill beneath them—a rush of adrenaline at the thought of being in such close proximity to Arashi’s powerful machine, and the promise of the adventure ahead. The car roared with power, but it was nothing compared to the way her heart raced whenever Arashi looked at her like that.

  Arashi’s playful tone sent another shiver down her spine.

  Lana couldn’t help but smile, her eyes twinkling with excitement as she thought about where they could go next. Their lunch break was about to turn into something far more thrilling than she’d ever expected.

  Lana’s eyes light up as Arashi approaches with their food, her playful teasing still hanging in the air. She can’t help but smile at his antics—he always knows how to make her laugh, even in the moments where things feel a little too serious. The burgers he carries look like they could feed a small army, and the scent of greasy deliciousness fills the air.

  she says, her grin widening as she takes in the massive size of the burgers

  Arashi smirks, clearly enjoying her excitement. He places the bags down on the table in front of them with a flourish, a proud look on his face.

  he says, voice dripping with mock seriousness.

  Lana laughs at his theatrical delivery, a soft, contented sound that’s all too familiar to Arashi by now. She reaches for the bag, pulling out one of the enormous burgers and holding it up to her face.

  she teases, her voice light but her eyes full of affection.

  The moment she takes a bite; her eyes widen in surprise as the flavors explode on her tongue—this is no ordinary fast food burger. It’s rich, juicy, and perfectly seasoned, the combination of ingredients so well thought out that it makes her forget about everything else for a few moments.

  Lana hums in satisfaction, eyes closing in bliss.

  Arashi watches her with a grin, clearly pleased by her reaction. He takes his own burger and bites into it, enjoying the moment with a sense of quiet contentment.

  he chuckles, eyes glinting with that playful spark.

  Lana smirks back at him, the teasing tone returning.

  she says, her voice light and filled with warmth.

  Arashi chuckles at her suggestion, clearly enjoying the banter between them. As they continue eating, the tension of earlier fades away, replaced by a comforting ease—a balance between playful teasing and growing affection.

  Lana begins between bites, glancing over at him,

  Arashi pauses, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. He looks at her for a moment, then smiles softly, his voice quiet yet sincere.

  Lana's heart skips a beat at the implication, her stomach fluttering in a way that has nothing to do with the burger.

  Arashi looks at her, his gaze steady and warm. A comfortable silence falls between them, broken only by the sound of the bustling burger joint around them.

  he murmurs, a gentle sincerity behind his words.

  Lana smiles, her heart swelling. Despite the uncertainty of what lies ahead, she knows one thing for sure—this connection between them is something worth exploring.

  As they finished their lunch, they head back to the garage.

  Lana's heart warmed by his genuine caring...

  Lana playfully swats at Arashi's arm, a grin spreading across her face.

  She leans back in her seat, crossing her legs as they pull into the garage.

  As Arashi leads her toward his workspace, Lana can't help but admire the way he moves — confident and purposeful. It's clear he knows exactly what he's doing, even when it comes to something as unfamiliar as checking out another person's car engine.

  However, as he begins taking apart the engine, Lana starts to grow restless. She leans against the nearby wall, crossing her arms over her chest as she watches him work, her gaze shifting from the tools in his hands to the clock on the wall. The seconds tick by, and she sighs, tapping her foot lightly against the concrete floor. she mutters under her breath, more to herself than to him, though a playful pout tugs at her lips. She’s never been one to sit still for long, and the longer she watches Arashi work, the more her impatience grows. Her eyes wander around the garage, trying to find something to occupy her mind, but it’s clear her focus keeps coming back to him.

  she finally says, trying to sound interested, but her tone carries a hint of boredom.

  Arashi pauses, looking up at her, a slight smile tugging at his lips.

  Lana's eyes widen in shock, her heart skipping a beat. She quickly leans forward, her earlier playfulness replaced by genuine concern.

  Arashi looks at her with a calm yet serious expression, nodding slowly as he examines the engine with a mechanic's eye.

  he replies, his voice low and reassuring.

  Lana lets out a frustrated sigh, her hand coming up to rub her temple. She had no idea things had gotten so bad. Racing her car had always been a way for her to feel alive, to prove something to herself. But now, the thought of her precious car breaking down… it was a bit too much.

  she says softly, her gaze falling on the engine, a mix of guilt and concern in her eyes.

  Arashi’s expression softens as he notices her frustration. He steps closer to her, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

  he says gently.

  Lana nods, the warmth of his touch calming her, but her playful spirit isn’t quite gone yet. She smirks up at him, trying to lighten the mood.

  Arashi chuckles, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he gives her a teasing glance.

  he says, his tone playful but with a hint of seriousness.

  Lana rolls her eyes but grins, her fingers lightly tracing the edge of the engine hood.

  she sighs dramatically.

  Arashi laughs, the sound rich with affection as he goes back to inspecting the car.

  As Arashi gets to work, Lana watches him for a moment, her heart warmed by the care he shows her car, and in turn, her. She can’t help but feel a little more drawn to him, not just as a mechanic or racer, but as someone who truly cares.

  Arashi picked up his phone, dialing a number with a sense of urgency. Lana raised an eyebrow as she watched him talk, curious about who he was calling.

  she asked, trying to sound casual but with a hint of suspicion.

  .” he replied, not looking up from his work as he fiddled with the engine.

  He switched to Japanese as the call connected, and Lana caught snippets of the conversation, her curiosity piqued.

  Lana, trying to understand as much as she could, caught the words ‘Fairlady Z’ and ‘connecting rods,’ realizing Arashi was ordering parts. She leaned closer, trying to hear more, but Arashi continued in a calm tone, unaware of her curiosity.

  ," he concluded, hanging up with a satisfied expression.

  Lana blinked, a bit surprised by the exchange.

  Arashi chuckled, leaning back against the car. He let out a hearty laugh, shaking his head.

  Lana couldn’t help but smile at his enthusiasm, a small laugh escaping her lips.

  Arashi teased with a wink, making Lana roll her eyes but smile nonetheless…

  TO BE CONTINUED.