Happiness Doesn't Come Easily

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters from the Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift. I do however own Abigail Boswell, Helena Roberts Boswell, Derek, Brit and the name Jonathan as Sean and Abi’s father’s name since it was never mention in the movie to be otherwise. I also own Grady’s Garage. I am making no money off of this.

Chapter 2:

The next morning Abi got up and showered. As she was combing out her hair she started thinking about her new boss. He looked to be in his mid-twenties. He was tall with dark hair and dark eyes that a girl could get lost in. Abi shook her head. It had been a long time since a man made her heart pound like Han did. Usually only cars did that.

Abi swore to herself that she’d never let another guy get to her heart again, not after Derek and all the shit he had pulled on her. He was the first guy she’d ever loved, but not anymore. Derek was the epitome of male perfection. He was 6’5 with black hair and black eyes. Of course it helped that he was Italian-Greek. He was everything a girl could have wanted till he got what he wanted and became the scum of the earth. Abi had met him when she worked with him at Grady’s. One look was all it took for Abi to throw all her morals out the window and follow Derek wherever he went.

Shaking her head once again Abi pulled her mind from those thoughts and stared at herself in the mirror. Abi frowned as she looked at her body. She saw a girl with breasts that are slightly too large, a stomach that wasn’t flat enough, hips that were to rounded, an ass that wasn’t big enough and legs that were much to thin with no muscle definition at all. All in all Abi hated her body. The only thing Abi liked about herself was her height, hair and eyes. She was 5’10 with naturally black hair that she dyed blood red and grey eyes.
Abi pulled on her clothes and chided herself for thinking any male would take a second glance at her with all the race rats with their perfect little bodies. She really hated those damn race rats. Abi looked at the clock and groaned. She was going to be late for work on her second day and that wasn’t good. As she was heading out the door her phone rang.

"Damn it. I don’t have time for this right now." Abi swore as she dived across the bed for the phone. "Hello?"

"Abigail Yolanda Boswell, where in the hell are you?" asked a deep voice on the other end of the line. "I call your home and the phone’s been disconnected so I call Billy and he tells me that you’re no longer in Barstow, so he gives me the number where you can be reached. So I call it and I get some woman speaking some language that I’ve never heard before and I want to know where you are."

"Rome?" Abi asked confused.

"Hell yeah! Who else would it be?"

"Aren’t you in jail?"

"Just got out yesterday. So where are you?"

"Tokyo."

"Tokyo. As in Tokyo, Japan?"

"That’s the only Tokyo I know of." Abi quipped.

"Why for the love of God are you in Tokyo?"

"My father."

"Your father? Huh? I thought you didn’t know your father."

"Well you knew my mom was sick right. Well anyway she passed away six months ago and before she died she told me where my father was.
So after the house was repossessed to pay for her medical debts I raised the money I needed and flew to Tokyo. So what did you do, escape?"

"Funny. No I was let out on good behavior. The only bad thing is I’m on house arrest and can’t go more than a hundred yards from home. Glad I pulled the camper up to the derby." Rome said with a laugh.

"Aww poor baby can’t live without wrecking some cars? Too bad I’m not there to kick your ass in a real race. Damn it! Rome, sweetie, I gotta go. I’m late for work. I’ll call you later. Bye!" Abi said as she hung up and rushed out the door.

Abi ran into Han’s garage huffing and puffing, "God I’m soooooo sorry. I got a phone call from an old friend as I was leaving my hotel and…"

"It’s alright. You’re not on a schedule here. You just show up when you show up." Han said with a smile. "Besides half the crew isn’t out of bed yet anyway. You’re living in a hotel?"

"Yeah I haven’t had time to find an apartment yet. I was hoping I could cut out early and go apartment hunting." Abi said.

"No. You can stay here. I have the room. We’ll get your stuff tonight after work."

"I can’t do that. Besides won’t your rats mind?"

"They won’t mind. Anyway why do you call them rats?"

"Because they only go to the races to see who they can sleep with that night. They also congregate around whoever won like rats on a garbage pile. They know nothing about cars and because of them it’s hard for real female racers to get any respect from the men. They piss me off. I’ve always had to work twice as hard to gain the respect from my male counterparts in this world. Of course once I’ve left them in the dust they seem to think I’m alright for a female. Once I’ve consistently taken their money they give me the respect I deserve. Also I’m not moving in here. I’m not part of your crew, nor do I wish to be part of your crew. I’m just working here on a temporary basis till I’m done with these cars and then I’ll be gone again." Abi said as she headed for the car she was working on yesterday.

"What do you mean you’ll be gone again?" Han asked.

"It’s none of your business. Why don’t you go back to whatever it was you were doing so I can get back to work." Abi snapped. Han shook his head and walked away thinking that she was the craziest woman he’d ever met. He headed over to his ’01 Nissan Silva and started to work on it.

Abi looked up sometime later as she heard several cars pull into the garage. She had to laugh as she saw a Toureg roll up. It was lime green with hair and a fuzzy purple interior. Then she got a good look at the hood and saw the hulk face. Abi really started to laugh at that. This kid got out and smiled at her. She grinned back. It was hard not to smile back at him. He acted a lot like Rome, trying to be bad ass, but is really a sweetie.

Pretty soon a bunch of race rats started showing up and the music started thumping and Abi wiped her hands on her rag and started to head out when Reiko came up to her and asked, "Where are you going? The party’s just getting started."

"I’m going home. I don’t feel much like partying. Thanks anyway." Abi said as she left and hailed a cab. She gave the driver the address she wanted and sat back. Ten minutes later the cab pulled up to the alley she wanted and she got out. As she walked up to the door she saw another guy standing there waiting to be let in. She walked up and rang the bell.

"Who the hell are you?" asked the guy, who had a very noticeable southern accent.

"I’m Jonathan’s daughter. Who the hell are you?" Abi shot back.

"I’m his son."

"He has a son?"

"He has a daughter?"

Abi stared at the guy next to her, but turned when she heard the door open and saw her father escort a young woman out of his home. Jonathan turned to look at both of his children before him and shook his head. "Sean I thought you were coming in on the seventh."

"Today is the seventh." Sean answered. Abi rolled her eyes and pushed past both of the men and set about making a pot of tea. "Damn
Japanese can’t even have coffee unless I go to a damn Starbucks and pay an arm and a leg for it." She muttered as she set out three cups.

"Abi what are you doing here?" Jonathan asked as he followed her in.

"I lied when I told you I didn’t need a father. I guess I do need you after all." Abi stated plainly as she poured the tea out for them all.

"Where do I sleep?" asked Sean.

"You’re in the bedroom." Jonathan said as he pointed to the small room.

Sean nodded and headed for his new "room".

"So I have a brother. So I’m going to assume you were married again?" Abi asked as she sipped her tea.

Jonathan nodded and said, "Yeah I was it was about four years after your mother and I divorced. I had moved to a small southern town and met this wonderful woman and we ended up getting married and then Sean was born and three years later I’m divorced again and being shipped off to Japan. I know I haven’t been a father to either one of you, but I’m hoping that you’ll both forgive me and maybe allow me to be a part of your lives. I know with you Abi I’ve missed so much and it’s all my fault. I never pushed your mother to let you visit me. I should have, but I wasn’t the best person to be around at the time. Please forgive me for being the worst father in the world."

"Oh I do forgive you. I don’t think that you’re the worst father in the world. If you were you’d have force Mamma to let me see you. You knew that neither Sean nor I should have been around you so you didn’t press the issue with either of your ex-wives. That doesn’t make you a horrible father it makes you a smart one. While I can forgive you I can’t say the same for Sean. You’ll have to explain your actions to him." Abi said.

"God when did you get to be so smart?"

"Around the age of 12. Before then I was just a smart ass."

"Still are by the looks of it. Not to be rude or break up this lovely moment we’re having, but did you need something?"

"No not really. I just wanted to be around someone who isn’t going to expect things from me. Anyway I really should be going. I have to go to work in the morning." Abi said as she stood up and walked around to her father. "I’ll try to stop by tomorrow after work. Maybe I can get to know my brother."

"Ok. I’ll see you tomorrow then. Is there anyway I can maybe hug my daughter?"

"I’d like that… Dad." Abi said as she hugged her father. She smiled as he released her and walked her to the door. "Will you be ok getting back to the hotel?"

"Yeah I’ll flag down a cab. No big deal." Abi said as she headed down the alley. She had only walked a few feet from the entrance when a silver 350Z pulled up to her. She stopped and looked at the car when the window rolled down.

"Hello sexy. It’s too dangerous for a girl like you to be walking the streets at night by herself. Hop in and I’ll give you a ride."

"Who the hell are you and why should I get into a car with a complete stranger?" Abi demanded looking at this guy and trying hard not to laugh.

"The name’s D.K."

"Wait a minute. You’re the Drift King? You’re fucking joking right?" Abi said as she burst out laughing.

"What’s so funny?"

"Oh nothing except I was expecting someone more impressive. Now run along and play like a good little boy." Abi said as she started to walk
off.

"Do you know who I am little girl?" D.K. asked as he got out of his car. Abi stopped and turned back around looked him up and down.

"You’re like the Nick Carter of the race world?" Abi said as she sniggered. D.K. frowned and was getting ready to say something else when Abi piped up, "Now be gone Carter. I’m bored with this conversation." With that Abi turned around and walked away. She wasn’t too sure where she was going, but she knew she’d better get there fast. After walking for what seemed like forever Abi looked up to see that she’d made her way back to Han’s garage and sighed. It was getting late and she needed to sleep. "Hopefully someone there was still sober enough to drive me back to my hotel." Abi said to herself as she walked into the garage. She looked around and spotted Reiko up on the balcony and was getting ready to start up the steps.

"Hey Reiko can you give me a ride back to my hotel?"

"Yeah sure, but didn’t you already go back?"

"No I stopped and saw my dad. I met, of all things, my brother."

"You have a brother. That’s nice." Reiko said as she hopped into the drivers’ seat of her car. Abi slid into the passengers’ seat and Reiko set
off. "So are you coming to the race tomorrow night? D.K. is racing."

"Oh god, not that stuck up prick."

"You’ve met D.K.?"

"Yeah I had that unfortunate pleasure as I was heading back to my hotel hence the reason I’m getting a ride from you."

Reiko laughed. "He’s not that bad." She said as she pulled up to Abi’s hotel. Abi got out of the car and then leaned back down and smiled at Reiko, "I’ll see you tomorrow for the race." She said as she closed the door and headed into the hotel lobby.