Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN THEM! Goodness…what I'd do if I did own them…such hot parties and frivolous leather purchases. Can anyone else imagine Ryosuke or Keisuke in a tight little pair of leather bikini briefs and a mesh top? Or Takumi in a pair of leather pants but topless? I won't even suggest Kyoichi because heaven knows; he'd be forced to remain naked, if only for my own personal viewing pleasure.

Warnings: Adult humour, adult situations, sexual situations that might be deemed too odd for even the most open-minded yaoi lovers. Swearing, but Keisuke's not Keisuke without it. Same with Kyoichi.

Notes: THIS IS THE END. I'm finishing this fic because it pleases me to and because I'm happy with how it has come about. I couldn't have done it without the help of my lovely readers and my beautiful reviewers. You guys kept me going, even when I thought my love for this fic would die. I guess support works in strange ways. On a side note, I won't be leaving the Initial D fiction fandom just yet. I'm tempted to start a new fic, though two other fandoms have most of my attention now. I'll try. Just please, review, tell me what you think, and hopefully I'll get myself back into gear shortly.

Though Ryosuke had slept fitfully, the temperature in the house somewhat warmer than he would have liked, he woke refreshed and slightly nervous about the rest of his day, the sound of water running alerting him to some goings on outside of the house, no doubt the hose running for something. He stretched and got up to walk outside again, going back out through the garage and catching sight of his brother and Takumi, washing the FD with enthusiasm. The tofu delivery driver was thoroughly soaked, his sneakers even squishing on the gravel drive as he avoided Keisuke's splashes, seeming all the world content with his current situation. The future doctor chuckled and made his presence known, stepping out into the waning sunlight with a hand held in greeting.

Keisuke noticed him first and gave a laugh as he flipped the hose in the elder boy's direction, missing him by more than a few feet, his grumbled curse echoed by a squeak as Takumi took the opportunity to throw a soapy sponge at him. An all out brawl would have ensued, had Ryosuke not cleared his throat and pointed to the hood.

"You missed a spot." A shocked sound of outrage and a light stomp of upset feet made him smile broadly.

"Fuck no, I didn't. I made sure Takumi washed it really well and then I hosed it off completely. It's pristine, Aniki. Unlike your car. Look at all the grime on it. It's fucking gross."

It was a jab and the raven-haired driver was ready for it, smirking in his know-it-all way. He hadn't cleaned the car after his most recent bout with Kyoichi and the mess of their meeting still clung to the white hood, dried into the clear-coat. Not to be outdone, he nodded towards the driveway as dust indicated someone arriving at a high rate of speed, a black Mitsubishi breeching the bushes at the entrance to the larger parking area.

"The reason for my car looking so filthy is here now, Keisuke. I suggest you behave yourself, especially with your own boyfriend here watching."

It was meant as a threat to the younger Takahashi and it managed to make the youngest of their team blush and stammer, looking from brother to brother as if unsure of what to say. Keisuke blushed as well but not as obviously, his mouth pulled into a tight line as he again lashed the hose towards the elder man.

"Yeah well, you just…make sure you don't…be an ass."

He was out of insults and still flustered by what the elder driver had just said, noticing that Takumi had politely stopped staring after his aniki and was again washing the immaculate trunk of the speedy yellow Mazda. Did Ryosuke know that he and Takumi were together? Did he just say that he and Kyoichi are back together?

He sniffed indignantly and went back to hosing, choosing to act ignorant of the elder men as they conversed but failing, Kyoichi unfolding his large frame from the noisy Lancer and immediately wrapping his arms around Ryosuke's waist, sharing a light kiss with him before sitting down on the hood of his beloved vehicle. The blond watched as the two acted so calm with each other, his anger still unabated over their relationship. He was sure it was over but what could he do? He was in love with the young tofu driver and though he still wanted to be held in his brother's arms, if Ryosuke's arms were busy, he had no choice but to let him go. He sighed and flicked the tiny switch on the end of the hose to turn it off and dropped it where he stood, deciding that ignorance was the best policy here.

He motioned for Takumi to follow him and seeming to eagerly, the boy nodded and did so, moving to clutch at Keisuke's hand so they could entwine their fingers as they approached the house. Their movements didn't go unseen by the other racers, their smirks and gradual laughter echoing behind the younger boys.

"Is he always so cold when I'm in the picture, Ryo?"

"He's been that way ever since you and I dated the first time. He was never really sure of it but I think he's smarter than I give him credit for. He's been sort of edgy with me for the most part. I try not to mention you anymore but now, I guess I can."

Kyoichi leaned in and gave the elder Takahashi a more formal kiss, his hands drifting down to snatch at the smaller man's behind, causing Ryosuke to moan softly into his mouth. The med student pulled away with a smack of his lips and turned a bit, noticing silhouettes in Keisuke's bedroom, certain that the two would end up there in case he brought his own lover inside. He smirked and tugged the blond up by his shirtfront so they could walk inside, an idea running rampant in his mind as he started for the stairs.

The Emperor leader nodded as if understanding and gave Ryosuke's ass a tight squeeze, earning him a slap on the shoulder and a reminder to hush, the dark-haired driver's index finger held to still-smiling lips. They approached Keisuke's door and stood just outside, Ryosuke suddenly thankful that his own room had the French door instead of his brother's, allowing him the luxury of eavesdropping and not being seen. There was no doubt a conversation going on and from the hushed level of it, they were either trying to keep quiet or they were under the covers.

Ryosuke tried the door handle and found it to be locked, his face falling before he smiled and dragged Kyoichi to his own bedroom, slipping into the bathroom and huddling against Keisuke's access door, noticing the crack along the jamb that told the FC driver that he hadn't closed or locked it. Success. He shifted languidly against the taller blond as he nodded towards the cracked open door, listening intently for any signs that they had been discovered.

"So what do you think of them dating, Keisuke? I mean, it's not as if they don't know each other or something."

Keisuke snorted and shifted to lie on top of the smaller man, parting his still clothed legs and settling between them to nuzzle under his chin, blissfully unaware of the spies watching them.

"I think it's crap really. Aniki's lonely, I know that, but Kyoichi's so…I dunno, gruff. Aniki needs a nice, quiet girl or something."

Takumi laughed out loud at the suggestion that the Project D leader needed a girl instead of his preferred sex.

"I don't think Ryosuke likes girls, does he?"

"No. I guess you're right. Hell, maybe he likes being with someone bigger than him. I don't know. I shouldn't really care so much. If he's happy, fine. I should focus my attention on you instead of who he dates. I want you to be happy too."

The brunet driver purred softly as he wrapped his arms around Keisuke's shoulders and dragged him down for a heavy kiss, moaning into it as he tugged at the soft hairs on the back of the blond's neck. He loved the softness of them and though his own hair was often commented upon, he deemed it lackluster at best, so plain and just…brown. A forceful grind of his hips had the elder boy groaning against him and breaking the kiss to whisper in his ear, the blush deepening on Takumi's face as he nodded his assent to the no doubt naughty suggestion.

The shuffle of clothing had the elder men at attention and as Ryosuke had hoped, the others were unaware of the break in their privacy. Without anymore than a shove on the door, the white comet driver stepped into his brother's room and cleared his throat, followed closely by Kyoichi, who's right arm wound around Ryosuke's waist as soon as the shorter man stopped to smirk down at the boys. Keisuke looked up with apparent shock and Takumi gasped loudly, his hands on Keisuke's shoulders as if he'd push him off at any second.

"Aniki! Fuck, what do you want? Doesn't a goddamn locked door mean anything to you!"

The elder brother, though somewhat irritated with how Keisuke was taking his sudden appearance out of contrast, smiled warmly.

"It means I simply had to find a different route into your room. It's your own fault if you forgot to lock the bathroom door as well. Especially when I have company over."

Keisuke growled slightly and slid off of the horrified body of his boyfriend, moving to sit on the edge of the bed and glaring up at the dark haired driver.

"Kyoichi's not company. He's just your boyfriend again now, isn't he Aniki?"

Ryosuke couldn't help but hear the hurt in the blond's voice but he nodded anyway, turning to smile at Takumi to calm the flighty boy as he kneeled and gently kissed the younger Takahashi, cupping his chin and licking at his lips as he pulled away.

"He is, Keisuke. I'm here, somewhat inconveniently, to offer you a truce."

"A truce? Like, no fights?"

"Close. I want you to see me with Kyoichi, to accept that we love each other and to not be upset that we're happy together. I'm willing to accept you and Fujiwara together. I'm glad that you both look so happy."

The eight-six driver blushed but nodded in agreement, turning over onto his side so he wasn't so exposed, lying on his back feeling like such a slut thing to do in the presence of some of the hottest men he'd ever met. Ryosuke stood again and started to undo the top button on his shirt, the only one a polo really had and tugged the garment up over his head, nonchalantly tossing it onto Keisuke's dirty laundry pile, his eyes drifting from one boy to the other as he started in on the button and zipper of his light slacks. He was curious as to how far he could go before one of them said something and he was already surprised that they had remained silent.

It wasn't a striptease really, all three of his viewers already having seen the FC driver's nude form. He dropped his smile as soon as he dropped his pants, leaving his briefs on before turning to his left and pecking Kyoichi on the cheek, the elder blond already nodding as he tugged his shirt off and flicked the button fly of his jeans open, stepping out of them as well as his boxers shorts, unashamed of his nudity, even amongst sexual strangers. The stares from Keisuke and Takumi were obvious, the brunet's eyes latched onto the noticeable erection that showed through Ryosuke's underwear, Keisuke's on Kyoichi's well muscled back, slowly dropping them to the taut behind hidden by fold after fold of silky material.

The Evo driver dropped to his knees and gave himself an unconscious stroke, his movement not lost on the FD driver as he moaned loudly, getting the attention of the youngest of the bunch, Takumi's eyes now locked on his own boyfriend instead of the hot show before them. There was no denying that Kyoichi was beautiful when naked, but to Keisuke, it was something he enjoyed on a more personal level, having fantasized about it ever since he had first seen the driver in his Supra, his complaints to Ryosuke unfounded as he had secretly been lying to himself about his attraction to the foulmouthed Nikko resident.

Though his position seemed commonplace to Takumi, who enjoyed Keisuke's oral ministrations on a fairly regular basis, he was still entirely shocked to watch Kyoichi tug the elder Takahashi's underwear down and immediately latch onto his cock, slathering the member with his tongue before scooping it up and suckling noisily, his hands on the slimmer form's hips as he kept the FC driver from plunging in too deeply. It was both erotic and naughty to Kyoichi, to be doing such an act in front of his boyfriend's younger brother, one who so recently held a grudge against him, or so he had been led to believe. He lowered his right hand and fondled the warm sac beneath his treat, relishing the moan from above as Ryosuke placed both hands on the blond's head and slid the bandanna off, raking slim, elegant fingers through the slightly coarse dyed hair.

The tightly tied item fell to the floor just as he pulled the warm, giving mouth from his loins and bent over to kiss the other, making a show of it as he looked over Kyoichi's shoulder to the blushing and panting pair on the bed. He chuckled and stood up as he held his hand out to Takumi, the boy seemingly lost as he took the hand and moved to stand as well, his arousal prominent through the light jeans he wore. It allowed Kyoichi space to do what he had been asked to with Keisuke, namely to undress him for the big event, said event only planned minutes ago by the brilliant downhill doctor. As the elder blond started in on the obviously cooperative FD driver, Ryosuke nuzzled under Takumi's chin and breathed heavily in his ear as he took the lobe into his mouth and sucked at it, winding an arm around his waist while the other undid his pants.

"I'm not taking you from him for long, Fujiwara-kun. It's just a treat for Keisuke to be touched by the person he's wanted for so long. He won't leave you, so don't worry. It's only a game for now…"

The usually sleepy looking driver nodded and moaned softly, his eyes closing as Ryosuke's hand encased his cock tightly, giving it loving strokes as his moans were matched by Keisuke's, green eyes peering over the tofu deliverer's shoulder to take in a matching set of smoldering ones, the blond's mouth open and a deeper panting heard as Kyoichi worked his cock with utmost skill. He wasn't out to jerk the boy off, but the more aroused, the better, in his mind. The larger man stood up and pulled Keisuke with him, still wondering how Ryosuke had planned for them all to be engaged together at once, the bed large enough to accommodate them but their positioning might prove to be a problem.

"On the bed, Kyo. Lie down and let Keisuke get on top of you, straddling you. I want him to be on top for this."

The younger blond blinked and was about to question the sudden decision but the look on his own lover's face said to behave, his blissful gaze held as such by Ryosuke's hand on his cock and his tongue running along the boy's neck. He swallowed and leaned to the side before the Evo driver could lie down, pulling out a bottle of lube from his nightstand as well as a box of condoms, setting them atop the small dresser. Snatching up one of the small packets, he ripped it open and allowed Kyoichi to lie down, straddling his shins as he lifted the man's arousal in one hand and gave it a few precursory strokes before placing the condom on the flushed head.

Gently, he rolled it down and then scootched up to kneel above it, the bottle picked up and flicked open, moving as if it were natural to fuck someone you had never before. It was somewhat irritating for Ryosuke to see, no doubt the same for Takumi but both men stayed silent as they watched, the odd groan coming from the younger of the two as the future doctor's hands worked their soft magic on his more tender bits.

The room was left with a light chocolate scent as the cool gel was dripped onto Kyoichi's more than ready member, the flesh throbbing along with his heartbeat as Keisuke stroked it along to ease its way, his slicked hand dipping between his own legs as he laved the tight pucker there, coating himself before wriggling a bit and situating the other against it. There was a stifled groan from the crew cut blond as the younger man dropped down on him, taking his arousal in without constraint and writhing against him once he was settled deeply in the hot body, his hands lifting to hold Keisuke's hips as he forced himself in as deeply as he could go, grunting sharply as the other blond cried out, his back arching and lithe form shivering from the depth and strength the Evo driver had.

It was almost too much for Takumi, who moaned loudly and dropped a hand to stroke himself more quickly than Ryosuke was, only to be slapped away by the elder man. He turned around and looked up longingly, gaining a nod and a point towards the bed, Ryosuke's hands guiding him to the plush surface.

"Go on up there and kneel in front of Keisuke. You can be above Kyoichi's face and you'll still be ok. He won't mind you being so close."

The boy blushed a darker shade but complied nonetheless, climbing up and kneeling over the blond's head, his balls resting, embarrassingly to him, on the other's forehead. He could have drawn his legs more closely together but he'd have less balance, and due to the position his lover was in, he knew what the Project D leader had in mind for him. He caught Keisuke by the chin and lifted his face so he could kiss him, giving a slight squawk and wriggle of his hips as Kyoichi's tongue slithered out to lap at his warm sac, something the boy was used to but it was so sudden that he hadn't had enough time to prepare for it.

Ryosuke only chuckled and slid up onto the bed behind his brother, savouring the view of Kyoichi's cock sliding in and out of the tight passage. He'd know what it felt like soon enough, and after reaching over the sweating bodies to pick up a condom of his own and the bottle resting against Keisuke's lower leg, he readied himself for the odd pairing and gently rubbed his own burgeoning erection against the blond's already filled hole.

"This may sting a tiny bit, Keisuke. I doubt you've ever had this done to you but I promise, it'll be an experience you'll never forget."

The blond tore himself away from his boyfriend and looked back, gaping at his aniki as the elder Takahashi put an arm around his waist and forced himself in alongside Kyoichi's cock, stretching the hot portal to its limits amidst a sharp cry from the FD driver. He was seldom the aggressor or dominator in a relationship, and Ryosuke enjoyed what little forceful sex he could when it came around and this chance was far too delicious to pass up. He grunted as he let go with the wrapped arm and held the boy's hips on either side, spreading his legs to be on either side of Kyoichi's, the Lancer owner's own legs tightly closed to allow the odd positions.

With a gentle tug, the elder blond pulled Keisuke down so he was face to face with Takumi's neglected member, immediately taking it into his mouth as Kyoichi worked the boy's balls and entrance with his lips and tongue.

It was a mismatched rhythm they had going but with each of Kyoichi's thrusts in, Ryosuke pulled himself out, working like pistons in a well oiled engine, ravaging the tight body as hands slid everywhere, Kyoichi's pinching Keisuke's nipples as well as stroking his erection, keeping him occupied as the burning sensation remained. The dark haired Takahashi's hands stayed where they were but he continued kissing warmly down the other's back, keeping his belly against his lower back to reassure Keisuke that it was indeed a loving copulation and not one of spite or malice.

Of doubt, the younger brother had none, his mind half turned to mush as it was, his mouth filled with his lover's cock and his ass so delightfully stretched. He moaned around Takumi's stiff flesh and doubled his efforts on the boy, knowing that he usually came in less time than himself, the throbbing and pulsing of the warm shaft already signaling him to the brunet's gradual ascent. He himself was far from holding it off as Kyoichi's hands worked him so skillfully, thumbing the slit and pinching the foreskin over the head, one hand squeezing the shaft while the other toyed with the more sensitive ridges. He was in a state of bliss that was hard to describe except with sharp inhalations and grimaces, the odd time when both men's erections shoved inside still paining him slightly.

An arm behind him and one held over his mouth to stifle his cry, Takumi released himself into Keisuke's mouth, thrusting his hips and grinding down onto Kyoichi's questing tongue, feeling so intensely satisfied that he collapsed backwards, legs spread to show the slick but flaccid member between them, as well as a twitching hole, the effects of his orgasm still working its way through his system. He breathed heavily as he watched the blond Takahashi sit up and groan loudly, the change in position giving his brother the perfect chance to wrap an arm around his chest and pull him back, both cocks forcing their way into his loosened but still tight entrance.

The FC driver bit down on the sweat-slicked juncture between Keisuke's neck and shoulder, causing the younger driver to cry out and shoot his seed forcefully, thick ropes of it covering Kyoichi's chest and belly, the man's hand dribbled with it as he stroked the last drops from the pulsing appendage.

Had his hole become any tighter, it would have hurt the others, but due to the working in they had given him, he was loose enough to feel good despite the tightness, Ryosuke doing him the honour of coming just afterwards, contained neatly in the latex sheath but still riding it out as if it were a claiming of property, unmarked but still his in a sense. He pulled out and stood shakily, giving his own lover the chance to finish himself off with the younger blond. He watched from his spot, leaning against Keisuke's bookshelf, arms at his sides as he panted still, eyeing the thick shaft as it disappeared and reappeared before disappearing for a good long time, Keisuke's back arched from the depth of penetration and Kyoichi's hips coming up off of the bed as he came, crying out in his deep, gravelly way.

The Efini driver gingerly climbed off of the other and went to the bathroom, coming back only a moment later with a wet washcloth and a clean pair of underwear for himself. He was relatively clean still and he wiped his cock slightly before tugging the briefs on, handing the cloth to Kyoichi who took it gratefully and wiped the juices from his heated body. Ryosuke did the same, but only after peeling the soiled condom from his flaccid cock and tossing it in the wastebasket, watching it land alongside Kyoichi's and chuckling lightly at the sight.

There was no doubting the smell of sex in the room, four sweaty bodies were enough of a scent on their own, musk and latex overpowering the mulberry candles Keisuke kept unlit on his windowsill. Snapping his lighter open after sitting up, Kyoichi lit all three of them, as if knowing the smell couldn't linger in the room for much longer.

Sighing, Keisuke sat back down and winced as he did, falling onto his back to eye Takumi as he walked back from the bathroom, a clean pair of underwear on himself, as well as the cloth hanging back on the hook beside the sink.

"I guess this is the most fun you've ever had, eh Takumi?"

"H..hai. I'm still kinda confused by it though. I don't know what to think."

A light chuckle from the end of the bed made Takumi blush all over again.

"There's nothing to think about, Fujiwara-kun. This wasn't planned really. It was just something that happened. You're with Keisuke now, correct?" A nod. "Then be happy with him. I only wanted Keisuke to see what he'd been wanting for so long. Kyoichi was a sore spot between he and myself for so long and now hopefully, it's over."

He turned to look at the smiling blond, taking the little grin as consent that the argument was finally over, Kyoichi's grunt of exhaustion, as well as the chime of the clock in the living room telling him their rendezvous had to end. Ryosuke was satisfied with the outcome and hopefully, things would be ok between them from now on.

"I've got an early shift tomorrow, Ryo. I've got to take off."

"No problem. I'll see you tomorrow night?"

The Irohazaka driver nodded and stepped over for a light kiss before dressing himself quickly, walking off with a wave to the others. He slammed the door to the garage and Keisuke groaned, wondering how he could be yelled at for it and his aniki's boyfriend couldn't. Takumi, somewhat embarrassed still about the entire situation, dressed and stood at the side of the bed, avoiding Ryosuke's gaze as he peered from one brother to the other slightly sheepishly.

"Ano, Ryosuke-san?"

"Just Ryosuke is fine, Fujiwara-kun. I've told you that before."

"H..hai. Ryosuke. Ano, this won't happen again will it? I don't think I could go through with it again. Especially since I'm not so comfortable with Kyoichi. And because you two are brothers and all…"

The raven-haired driver laughed and shook his head, lifting his sated frame from the bed and beginning to dress again.

"No, it won't happen again. Don't worry. It was a treat for Keisuke if nothing else. A lesson that told him with patience, he could have whatever he wants. He only has to be patient. And the fact that we're brothers is irrelevant, really. We love each other but real relationships seem to work out better. "

The blond snorted and sat up, giving a more pronounced wince this time, glaring at his brother as if angry with him.

"Did you have to fuck me so hard, Aniki? I'm gonna be feeling it for weeks now."

"Patience, Keisuke. Surely you can tolerate a little bit of discomfort?"

"A little bit of… Aniki! I was fucked by two guys! At once! I'll be lucky if I can even go to the bathroom without grimacing later on…"

Ryosuke rolled his eyes and smiled politely at Takumi before walking into the bathroom and back into his own room, closing the door over but not completely, giving him enough leeway to listen to their conversation, should there be any. He had noticed the youngest driver yawning and without a doubt, he'd be asleep in less than five minutes. Grumbling from Keisuke continued for more than ten until he gave a squeal that had the elder Takahashi sitting up in bed, smiling broadly enough to make his face hurt, a happy sigh escaping his lips.

"Fuck! Did that Evo bastard light my candles! I've had them forever! Now if I put them out, they're gonna look all melted and shit!"

"Hai, hai, Keisuke. Relax. I'll…buy you some new ones next time we're out somewhere."

"Fine. Just…don't tell him I called him a bastard ok? I really didn't mean it."

"I won't."

"That means you too, Aniki! I know you're listening!"

"Yes, Keisuke. Go to sleep if you're going to. Do what you like for the rest of the night but Kaa-san and Too-san will be home before midnight, so make sure Fujiwara-kun is gone by then."

"Ok. Love you, Aniki."

"I love you too, Keisuke."

A quiet whisper, unheard by the elder of the boys but spoken to the young tofu driver, drifted in the room, sealed with a light kiss and a snuggle of sated, overheated bodies.

"Love you more, Takumi."

"Un."