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Zenna slowly opened her eyes, hearing some shuffling around in the room. She reached for her gun up until she noticed it was Han and put it back. "You know I don't like waking up by myself," she mumbled tiredly, holding herself up on one arm. Han smiled, turning around as he used a towel to dry his hair. Usually Zenna would scold him for not using a hair dryer but she was too tired for that. "I know. I thought I could pick you up some food. Worked up quite an appetite last night."

Zenna smiles into the pillow, the memories of last night still fresh in her mind. "Yeah, I guess we did. What are the plans for today?" She asked, subtly wanting to know if he had any pickups today. "Well, I'm gonna drop by the school, pick up the kid, make some deliveries, have him pay off his debt. Then I'm gonna drop by to see DK, make sure he doesn't know anything." Han shrugs, tugging a shirt over his head.

"He's just gonna wonder why you're late on payment. We can't keep doing this, babe." Zenna said with a knowing look. She sat up and he tossed her one of his shirts to wear. "I know, Z. But you know how it is. It's how people roll down here." He said. "Yeah well, I'm tired of it. I'm tired of this. When we moved here, it was supposed to be a fresh start for us. We said we would leave this life. Giselle didn't sacrifice her life for us just so we could put it in danger, again." Zenna stood up, pulling on some sweatpants as she spoke.

Han sighs, this wasn't the first time Zenna went off to him about this. He knew she was right, but this life wasn't easy to leave. "I know, Z. But it's not that easy with our past. Babe, you said it yourself. This is who we are."

"You don't think I know that? Why do you think we came here, Han? Cause nobody knows us, they don't know who we are, that's the point. Tokyo is our Mexico, babe. It's our escape. But right now, it doesn't feel like that. It feels more like a prison." Zenna ran a hand over her hair tiredly, shaking her head, talking wasn't gonna get them anywhere. "I'm done, Han. You have one year, and we wrap this up shit with DK. We owe this to Giselle. We owe it to Suki. We deserve to be free. Promise me, Han. Promise that we'll be free?"

Han walked over to her, setting his hands on her jaw, an apologetic look on his face. "I promise, Z. One year, okay? Give me one year and we'll be free. I promise you, beautiful." Zenna smiles, nodding slowly, she lays her head on his shoulder, feeling his hands slide around her waist and pull her closer. "Let me take a quick shower and I'll join you. I wanna see what's got you so high about this kid." She said, pulling away and grabbing some clothes from the closet.

"You sure? Don't you think you scared too much already? The poor kid's gonna piss himself if you even spare him a look," Han comments in amusement. Oh how he loved when people cowered under her gaze. It even happened with Takashi. They got into an argument once and Zenna didn't even flinch when he pulled a gun. She just glared at him and he put the gun away, hell he even found her at the garage later to apologize. Though Zenna knew Han had probably made him.

"He's a big boy. He'll learn. Twinkie learned. Earl learned. Toshi learned. DK learned. If I recall, so did you." Zenna said teasingly.

"Me? I think your memory's getting a bit foggy there, babe." Han scoffs, pulling on a jacket.

"Really? Wanna help jog my memory then?" Zenna suggests with a smirk, slowly tugging the shirt over her head to reveal her naked chest. Han's eyes widened and he was quick to pull off his jacket. "Another shower couldn't hurt," he mumbled before hurrying after Zenna as she walks in the bathroom.

"Good, cause I didn't wanna say anything but you should blow dry your hair if you wanna keep it shiny," Zenna says and Han rolls his eyes playfully at her.

"I knew you were gonna say that."

"Oh yeah? Did you also know I'm super horny?"

"I mean...I may have figured after you stared at my abs for a solid minute, while scolding me, nevertheless."

"What can I say? You have nice abs. Now take off your clothes."

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Sean walked out of school, his eyes landing on Han and Zenna standing next to the orange and black Mazda RX-7. His sighs, walking towards them but avoiding Zenna's burning gaze on him. "Get in." Han says simply. "I'll get you your guy's money," Sean said, avoiding any eye contact with the woman on Han's right. Zenna chuckles to herself, yeah said every broke kid who messed around with the wrong crowd. "Why you talking like you have a choice?" Han said, pulling open the door.

"Really starting to think we should've took my car," Zenna muttered as Han pulled up his seat, seeing as Sean definitely wouldn't fit in the back. "You say that but refuse to let anyone but me in your car," Han comments in amusement as she climbs in. "You're lucky the kid's here or you would be in trouble for that," Zenna retorts as Sean climbs into the passenger seat. "Punish me later," Han shrugs, starting up the car and playfully smirking at her through the window.

"Sorry about your car, by the way. I heard it was like your lovechild or something," Sean spoke awkwardly, the silence having felt too suffocating as Han drove.

"Don't apologize to me. Z's the one who put all the money into it," Han replied.

Sean glanced at Zenna, finally looking her in the eyes. "Sorry about the car," he apologized awkwardly. Zenna smiled, "it's cool, you'll pay me back." Sean nods, turning his attention back to the front, something about her gaze was very unsettling, but also really compelling, and her beauty sure could take a guys breath away. "What does Gaijin mean, by the way?" Sean asks suddenly, more towards Han as he was unsure if Zenna knew Japanese.

"Foreigner. Outsider." Zenna answered with a shrug, she figured he would've figured it out already but guess not. "What about burgers for dinner? I have an odd craving for burgers." Zenna said, laying her chin on Han's shoulder. "Whatever you want babe." Han agreed and she smiled happily, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

Han pulled to a stop in front of the familiar place. "There's a guy in there with a paw that owes me some money." Han explains in short terms. Sean returns a confused look, "a paw?" Han doesn't explain any further, turning his attention back to the place. "Go get me my money." Sean sighs, opening the car door, "okay."

Zenna laughs to herself, "really, babe? He's gonna get thrown on his ass."

"I know, I thought you could use a laugh," Han shrugs, climbing out of the car and letting Zenna out. "You know me so well." Zenna grinned, pressing a kiss to his lips. She walked over to a vending machine and bought him some chips, tossing them over to him. He gave her a quick peck on the lips in appreciation. He loved how he didn't even need to ask. "What's taking him so long?" Zenna frowned, leaning against Han.

Not a minute later was Sean indeed, tossed out on his ass, his blazer and shoes thrown along with him. Zenna gives him a bored look and he huffed, standing up and running back inside, only to indeed, be thrown out on his ass, again. The man grunts, tossing the roll of cash to Zenna and going back inside. "That wasn't so hard, was it?" Zenna playfully smirking at the kid, pulling open the door and climbing into the back.

Han tossed Sean the keys, deciding to let him drive, he could only imagine the scolding Zenna was gonna give him later. Sean climbs inside, starting up the car, he froze feeling Zenna come up next to his ear. "If you even scratch this car, you're dead, okay?" She whispers and he nods immediately. "Good boy." Z leaned back in her seat, shrugging at the amused look Han gave her. "Don't let her scare you. If you're scared it only gives her more power over you. Gotta stand up for yourself. To a certain extent," Han advised.

"You gonna tell me you weren't even a little scared of her when you met?" Sean questioned.

Han shook his head, popping another chip into his mouth as Zenna just smiled to herself. "Nah, I wasn't scared. Intimidated? A little bit. It's a bit weird cause when I first seen her, she pulled out a gun on two guys flirting with her. I guess that kinda made me fall in love with her. Right, Z?" Han glances over his shoulder at his girl and she grinned, leaning over to press a kiss to his lips. "Remember it like it was yesterday baby," she said.

"Where'd you meet? You don't look from here." Sean asks, keeping his eyes on the road but their pda was a bit distracting.

"We're not. We met in Rio." Zenna answered, leaning back in her seat and looking down at her phone.

Before he could ask too many questions, Han switched the topic. "You're in the pickup and delivery business now. I might call you once a week or once an hour. I don't care if you're sick as a dog or in bed with Beyoncé. I call, you show." Han states. Zenna chuckles, she couldn't believe he remembered that rant she had about Beyoncé being her celebrity crush. It was the first time Han heard who Beyoncé was. That night she made him listen to any song with her in it. It was an entertaining night.

"Only if you and your girl teach me how to drift," Sean compromises.

"This ain't a negotiation," Han retorts.

Sean shook his head, "I wasn't negotiating."

Han chuckles, he had to admit, this kid had some guts. "Fine. But first, you call Zenna by her name. Show some respect. She's actually the one who kept me from killing you." Zenna smirked, pressing a kiss to his shoulder. She loved how protective and defensive he got when it came to her. He didn't let anyone disrespect her if he could help it.

"Right. Sorry, Zenna." Sean apologized swiftly.

"It's cool. Don't mind him. He's a little protective." Zenna shrugs, and Han pops a chip into his mouth.

"I see that. You both are," Sean comments.

"Gotta be, we're hot and rich, so people think it's easy to take advantage of," Zenna replied, taking a chip from Han's bag. Sean pulls to a stop where Zenna told him. He climbs out, pulling up the seat to let Zenna out. Han moves to take her hand, swiftly pulling her to his side. The walk into the arcade place, Han leading them to the back. They walk into a back room where Takashi and his friends were playing a game. DK gives a look to two of the guys and they leave. The few girls in the room also leave, Han keeping his eyes on Zenna as they walk past him.

"What's he doing here?" DK asked, obviously referring to Sean.

"He's paying Zenna back for that crumpled beer can sitting in our garage." Han answered. "Hope he's not driving." Morimoto, DK's friend comments. DK stands up, taking the wad of cash that Zenna tossed on the table to put away. "Gaijin. When is your next race? I'd really like to be there." Morimoto spoke towards Sean in a cocky manner. "Why not be in it?" Sean retorts.

"You really a badass cowboy, or you just talk like one?" Morimoto questions in Japanese, knowing Sean wouldn't understand him. "You heard me," Sean states. Zenna nudges the kid, "first mistake, don't entertain him. He's just trying to get you riled up." She warns. "I can get you riled up if you like," he says in Japanese, smirking up at her. "Try it, baby bird. You know what happened last time. My gun. Your balls." She says in Japanese, returning the smirk and he rolls his eyes at her, not responding.

"You prepared to lose some more races, Zenna?" DK asked in a teasing tone as he sits down. "Why? You offering? 'Bout time you stop duckin' me," she smirked and he chuckles. "Ready to lose another car, Han?" DK questions. "I'm ready to take that '86 Corolla off your hands," Han said, taking a sip of the drink he poured himself. The man laughs lightly, "all right. Put up the '73 Skyline." He debates, knowing Zenna probably wouldn't go for it.

Zenna squint her eyes, sharing a look with Han and back over at Takashi. "Done."

DK grinned, surprised that she went for it. "What do you think, Morimoto, huh?" The man doesn't reply, instead making kiss lips at Sean. DK chuckles, "get him out of here. We have business to discuss." Han glances at Zenna, wondering if she wanted to stay. "I'm good. I don't talk to boys who dodge me." Zenna shrugs, going to follow Sean out. "Hey, Zenna, keep your boy on a leash." DK says.

"Oh yeah? How 'bout you race me for the title? Then I'll go buy a leash, but it won't be for him." She shot back and Takashi smirked, eyeing her body as she walked out, shutting the door behind her. "Hey, watch your eyes. Stick with your schoolgirls. You couldn't handle all that." Han said, taking a seat at the table. DK laughs lightly, shooting him a pointed look, "and you can?"

"You know I can," Han shot back.

Zenna walked outside, leaning against the car, she twirled her keys in her hand. She watched Sean, the boy using one of the payphones, he was probably too scared to ask to use hers. She rolls her eyes seeing Neela and Sean start talking, this kid really needed to stop messing with her. Takashi was not gonna take it well. Zenna wouldn't be surprised if DK showed up and kicked his ass.

Han walked out, his eyes landing on the two kids where Zenna was looking. Neela walked away from Sean, clearly annoyed by what he said. "Hey, Z." Neela offers a smile, the woman returning it, "Hey, sweets." She watched as Neela walked past her and into the building, Sean approaching the couple. "Why can't you go find a nice Japanese girl like the rest of the white guys around here?" Han questioned, pulling open the passenger door to climb in.

"You not one to judge baby," Zenna adds before climbing into the back. Han smirks, "it doesn't count. You're a goddess." Zenna smiles, resting her head on his shoulder as Sean started up the car. "You never run out of compliments, do you?" She questions in amusement. Han smiles, pressing a kiss to her hand. "For you? Never, baby." Zenna bit her lip, leaning back into her seat, he always knew what to say.

"Is everything okay back there?" Sean asked, referring to the situation with DK.

"We can handle DK." Han shrugs, staring at the road as Sean drove. "I thought he's yakuza?" Sean questioned, receiving a small scoff from Zenna in the back. "His uncle's yakuza." Han corrects. "He's just playing gangster in his little storage room. But I need him. He keeps Uncle Kamata from poking around too much." Sean glances back at the road when Zenna nudges him for not looking. "What do you mean?"

"Well, his uncle gets a piece of the action from everyone on his turf. We're on his turf. 50% of something is better than 100% of nothing. But, we got one year and we're done with this stuff. I made a promise to a special person that I'd like to keep." Han explains and it didn't take a genius for Sean to figure out he was referring to Zenna.

"So have you raced DK?" Sean asks. Han pursed his lips, shaking his head. "Why not? Is he that good?" Zenna raised a brow, they had a lot to teach this kid. "What's the point of a race?" Han questioned, wanting to know what Sean thought racing was. "To see if I'm better than the other guy." Sean answers as expected. "Just proves you're faster, that's all. If I were to race, it would have to be for something important. Or why else do it at all?" Han said.

"Why does Zenna wanna race DK then? What's the prize?" Sean asks, the woman occupied on her phone. Han smiles for a split second, "the race. That's the prize. Zenna's beat everyone. All she's doing is racing tourists now. It's too easy. She needs something challenging. She doesn't care about the titles or the money. She just wants to race." Han explains with a shrug and she couldn't have put it in better words. He was right. She just wanted to race, to feel that thrill and excitement.

"She's that good?" Sean questions with semi wide eyes. "You wanna learn from her. What do you think?" Han retorts. Sean pursed his lips, the description Twinkie used for her was still fresh on his mind. By the way he described her, he knew he wanted her to teach him. "Why are you letting me race?" Sean questioned. "Cause you're DK's kryptonite." Han says, Sean grinned and he glances at him. "And you owe us a car."

Zenna glanced up at the car that sped by them, clearly trying to prove they were faster. Sean received a look of approval from the couple and grins, looking for the nos button and pressing it, speeding past the blue car. His face falls seeing the police car on the side of the road but Han and Zenna didn't seem bothered. Sean looks through the rear view mirror in confusion, not seeing the police chase after them like the would usually do in the states. "What the-"

"Police cars here are only factory-tuned. You can do better than 180 k, they can't catch you, so they don't even try." Han says to clear up the confusion. "Yeah, unlike the states who would full on call a police chase on you," Zenna mumbles, laying her head on Han's shoulder, the man pressing a kiss to her head.

"You know what? I'm beginning to like this country already." Sean grins, stepping on the gas.

"Just wait till you see my gift to you," Zenna grinned excitedly.

"What gift?"

"Just go with it. She likes giving gifts," Han advised.

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a/n: cut this chapter shorter than i wanted to bc it was getting too long but anyways ugh i loved the whole sean, zenna, and han interactions 🤭 the best trio next to han, zen, and giselle 💔

han being his protective self and worshipping his queen 🛐

literally every single kiss han and zenna shared throughout this chapter <3 ik sean is tireddd of them 😭

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