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, and the name Jonathan as Sean and Abi’s father’s name since it was never mention in the movie to be otherwise. I am making no money off of this.


This is my first fan fiction story to be posted and any reviews and constructive criticism is well appreciated.

Chapter One:

Abi Boswell stepped off the plane in Tokyo and looked around for a taxi or something. She was finally going to see her father for the first time in 23 years. Her mother had died six months before and at 24 Abi was alone with little to no money to her name. The house was repossessed to help pay for her mother medical debts. Abi was barely left with enough money for a ticket to Tokyo to find her father.

The only thing she had of him was an address and a photo. Finally flagging down a taxi she showed him the address she was looking for and sat back while the car maneuvered its way into traffic. Abi closed her eyes and thought back to the night her mother passed away.

~~~~~~~~~~FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~~~

“Little Bird, please bring me the chest that’s in the closet. The small one, dear.” Helena Boswell said as she lay back on her pillows. Abi went to the closet and pulled out the small chest that held such a fascination with her as a small child since she wasn’t allowed to look inside it. As Abi got older she had mostly forgotten about the chest. She wondered what her mother wanted that was in the chest.

“Little Bird, I want you to understand that everything I have ever done has been what I thought was best for you. I know you have always been angry that you never had a father and I think that’s why you started racing and risking your life every night. Your father always loved cars too. He used to race when he was younger. What I never told you is that I kept your father away from you. When I met him he was in the Navy. He looked so handsome in his naval uniform and I was just a young, silly high school girl who fell head over heels in love or so I thought. One thing led to another and I ended up pregnant. Your grandfather demanded that your father marry me and so that’s what he did. We were happy for a while especially after you were born, but after a while he wasn’t the same man I fell in love with. He started drinking and wouldn’t come home for days at a time. When you were a year old I finally had had enough and I filed for divorce. I decided it was time for us to move and that’s what I did. I never heard from your father again until about ten years ago. He sent me a letter letting me know that he was stationed in Japan and that he wanted to see you I told him that you were fine and didn’t want to see him. I’m sorry Abi. I should have told you about him writing, but I was worried that he’d break your heart Little Bird. Please don’t hate me.” Helena said as she pulled out a slip of paper with an address on it and a photograph of a tall, handsome man dressed in his Navy Whites. She handed both of these to her daughter and said, “Little Bird it’s up to you if you’d like to see your father. All I ask is that you wait until after everything is settled here.”

“Oh Mamma, I could never hate you. I understand that you thought you were doing the right thing. I wish you had told me before this, but I’m glad you told me now so I can understand your side of the story. I promise I won’t leave until the estate is settled. Get some sleep Mamma, you’re looking pale. I have to go out for a while, but I’ll be back soon. Do you need anything before I go?” Abi asked as she leaned down and kissed her mother.

“No Little Bird. Be careful.” Helena said as she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. Abi flipped the light off and headed out of the apartment and down to her ’67 Mustang. She was just getting ready to get in when she felt that she shouldn’t go, so she called the organizer of the race, “Hey B, I’m not going to be coming tonight. Mamma’s not doing as well as she was so I’m going to stay home tonight in case she needs me. Let the guys know that I’m sorry I flaked on them, but I’ll be taking their money next time.”

After she hung up the phone she headed back up stairs and back into their apartment. She quickly changed clothes and went to see how her mother was. Abi sat down next to her mother bed and just watched her. Abi knew it wouldn’t be long before her mother passed away and heaven help her Abi hoped it was soon. She hated to see her mother in such pain and not be able to help her at all.

The next morning Abi went into her mother’s room with her morning pills and found her mother lying there peacefully. Abi knew then that her mother had finally found the peace from the pain.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~END FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~~~~

Abi opened her eyes as she felt the car glide to a stop in the front of an alley. She paid the man what she owed and pulled her stuff out of the back seat and started down the alley. She pulled out the address that she had and finally found the door she wanted. Ringing the doorbell Abi stood and waited for someone to answer the door.

“Just a minute.” Called a voice from inside the small home. After what seemed like an eternity, but really was only a couple minutes, the door slid back revealing a tall, thin, man that looked to be in his forties. Abi stood there and just looked at him. “Can I help you?” he asked.

“Are you Jonathan Boswell?”

“Yes I am. Who are you?”

“My name is Abigail Boswell. According to my mother Helena you are my father.”

“Helena. Helena Roberts is your mother.”

“Was. She passed away six months ago. She told me before she passed what happened between you two. She gave me a picture and your address and told me that she wanted me to finally know my father. While I feel no need to have a father anymore I won’t reject any advances that you may make to form a relationship with me. I’ll be staying at the Hilton Hotel until I can find an apartment and a job.” Abi told him as she pulled a slip of paper out and wrote down her room number.

“Won’t you come in for a while?” he asked. Abi shook her head no. “I can’t. I need to get to my hotel room and get some sleep. Tomorrow I have to start looking for a job.”

Abi turned and started to walk away when she remembered the photo that she wanted him to have. “Jonathan I want you to have this photo of Mamma. It was taken last year before she got really sick.” Abi said as she turned back and handed him a small photo. This time Abi really did walk away and headed back out to the main street and hailed down another cab to take her to her hotel.

The next day Abi got up and showered. As she was drying her hair she thought of where she’d find work. She wanted to work in a garage, but didn’t want to have to put up with a bunch of guys who would make sexual comments or just put her to work in the office.

Getting out of the shower Abi wrapped a towel around her and started to pull a comb through her hair. She loved her hair. It was halfway down her back and the color of blood. She had to do a lot to keep it that color. She hoped that she’d find a great colorist who could do it as well as Brit did back home. After she had combed it she quickly pulled it into a french braid and applied a small amount of make-up. She pulled on her panties and jeans and threw a tank top on and headed out the door.

Three hours later and Abi was hot and tired and getting fed up with looking for a fucking job. She was at the last garage and she hoped to hell that the owner wasn’t some guy who thought that women belonged at home in the kitchen. Abi walked into the garage and looked around at all the cars.

“Can I help you?” asked a voice from right behind her. Abi turned and found herself staring at the best looking guy she’d seen in a long time. “Yeah are you hiring?”

“Not at the moment.”

“Oh ok. Thanks anyway.” Abi said as she turned to walk back out of the garage.

“Wait. Maybe I can find you some work. Know anything about cars?”

Abi turned back and smiled. “Yeah I know a thing or two about cars. Why?”

“I have a few cars coming in and I could use the help. Of course it would just be on a trial basis. If you’re good enough maybe I’ll keep you on.”

“Sounds good to me.” Said Abi as she walked back over to the guy.

“What’s your name?” he asked.

“Abi. What’s yours?” asked Abi.

“Han. When can you start?”

“Anytime.”

“How about now?”

“Ok.” Said Abi.
“Any of the cars on the lifts need work. Pick one and have at it.”

“Alright.” Abi said as she started to work on a car.

Several hours later Abi felt a hand on her shoulder and she jumped. “Damn it! You scared me.” Abi said as she turned to see Han standing next to her.

“Sorry. I just wanted to know if you’d like to go to the race. Reiko said you can ride with her.”

“Sounds like fun. Just give me a second to wash up a bit.” Abi said as she wiped her hands on her rag. She headed for the bathroom and washed her hands. She pulled her hair out of it braid and finger combed it into some semblance of control. She didn’t have any make-up with her so she’d have to make do with the small amount she had applied that morning. Abi took one last look at herself and turned to leave the bathroom. She headed over to a small, pretty Japanese girl. “Reiko right.”

“Yeah. Get in we’re going to be late.” Reiko said as she slid into the drivers seat. Abi slid into the passengers seat and they headed to a parking garage where there were a ton of girls in short skirts and all the guys were staring at them drooling. “I feel like I’m back home.” Abi commented as she got out of Reiko’s car.

“You were into racing in the States?”

“Yeah I was the Queen of the Streets in Barstow. I never lost a race.” Abi said with pride in her voice.

“That’s awesome. Can you drift?”

“A little. We never really drifted back home, but I did get a friend of a friend to help me out. He was the best I could find in the States at the time. He trained me and I’m not the best, but I can keep up.”

“You’ll have to get a car and try to drift here. D.K. is the man to talk to. He’s the Drift King around here.” Reiko said as she headed off with Earl to check on some of the cars leaving Abi to look around for Han.

She found him talking to some guy with his arms around two girls who looked like they were your typical race rats. She hated girls like that. They didn’t know a thing about cars, but they just liked to sleep with the racers. It was girls like them that made it hard for Abi to be respected as a real racer. She looked back over at Han and he motioned for her to come over. She shook her head and walked the other way. She didn’t want to have put up with all the stupid comments of the rats next to him.

A couple hours later Abi walked up to Han and said, “It’s getting late and I’m out of here. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Do you need a ride?”

“No thanks. My hotel is only three blocks away and anyway I think your friends would be disappointed if you left them.” Abi said as she turned around and walked away. She headed outside and started for her hotel. Once she made it to her room she stripped off her clothes and jumped back into the shower. After she finished she pulled on a pair of boxer shorts and a t-shirt that belonged to an old friend. Abi slid under the covers and closed her eyes. She was asleep in a few minutes.