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Hey y'all, welcome to chapter five, hope you like it!
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Damn Inuyasha was one lucky bastard. Two hours of work and he’d already tracked the next six cars. Two he’d already bought, one he was still bidding for online, one was coming to auction in the next week, and another two he would have to fly or drive to Vermont to see in person, the vehicles in a private collection.
His successes included a somewhat rough, but solid running 68’ Dodge Charger R/T, number three on the list, and picked up pre-refinishing from a muscle car dealer in Utah. A Lamborghini LM002, in perfect condition with rich black paint, he’d stumbled onto through pure luck. The Italian SUV, number six on the list, had been in its closing moments on eBay when he’d found it and joined the fray, managing to clinch the win and secure the exceedingly rare and endlessly outlandish truck for Sesshomaru’s list.
Number five on the list was still waiting in the wings. A beautiful, flawless, perfectly preserved and bright yellow 1970 Chevrolet Corvette ZL1, it would be up for auction at the start of the week, and it would be Inuyasha’s. Similarly in the distance, he’d found two of the absolute rarest cars on Sesshomaru’s list in a private collection in Vermont, having traced his way through rumors to find the owner and his location.
Both car number four and car number thirty five on the list resided in the same garage, a Shelby Daytona Coupe and a Shelby Cobra Super Snake respectively. Both were multi-million dollar Shelby’s, both were less than one of ten in existence, less than five actually, and somehow Inuyasha was going to pry both from the hands of their owner.
That left number seven on the list, one of the newer cars on Sesshomaru’s list and arguably one of his best picks. The Jaguar XJ220, a one-owner, low mileage, perfect condition, dark red example of which was currently staring the hanyou in the face through his computer screen. The 1994 Jag was stunning, and arguably one of the best supercars ever made.
“Come on, don’t fuckin outbid me you jackass, you ain’t winning this thing so fuck off!” Inuyasha fumed at the computer screen, and the other online bidder, as he typed in another figure, jacking the British supercars price up a bit further.
It really was worth the money though. The XJ220 was purely stunning to look at, long sweeping curves that caressed the long, low, wide body ended in a sharply styled rear end, a perfect blend of artistic form and aerodynamic function.
The looks were well represented underneath with an odd for a supercar but very powerful twin turbo V6, mounted in the middle of the car. A five speed manual channeled the potent engine’s torque back to the rear wheels, and a racecar derived suspension and brake setup graced the car with excellent traction and strong braking.
All added up, with some solid suspension tuning on their part, to a car that was as good to drive as it was to look at. Eighteen years had done little to change that, and the cars were still a rare and desirable supercar, certainly deserving of its spot on the dog demon’s list.
Though, that wasn’t going to happen if bidder “BigCat72” didn’t stop being such a punk bitch, continually trying to push the bid up on the slick super car. Inuyasha sipped at his second beer, the pint can’s delicious contents slipping down his throat as he typed in another figure. As he clicked on the bid button, Kagome peaked her head in.
“Hey you, what’s going on?”
“Oh nothing Kags, just trying not to reach through the computer and strangle this asshole. How’s your day going?”
“Not that bad anyway. Kouga was asking for that number of the GNX owner, do you have it handy?”
“Oh yeah sorry, I forgot I’d brought it in here instead of leaving it on my bench. Here you go.”
“Thank you, what are you bidding on?” The human asked, leaning over his shoulder, her suit jacket revealing a hint of her ample cleavage as she peered down at the screen.
“94’ Jag XJ220, dark red. Part of Takahashi’s list.”
“Oh, I like. Those things were so much fun to drive.”
“You know it. I gotta admit, this guy still may be a basket case, but his taste in cars is impeccable.”
“How’s he a basket case as you so put in your obviously professional opinion?” Kagome prodded as she watched Inuyasha punch another bid in on the gorgeous Jag.
“Walks in off the street, with no meeting or consultation, not even a phone call. Not unusual for someone looking for a new car, or even for one restoration or a tracked car. But a walk in with a briefcase full of cash and a list of fifty cars that’s gonna be tens of millions of dollars by time all is said and done. And he wants them all in three months or less?”
“When you put it that way, it does lend to credibility to the “he’s crazy” case, but he may well just be a well-heeled eccentric, they generally go hand in hand. And if he really is crazy, aren’t you the crazy one for taking the list despite your better judgment?”
“Perhaps, though five million dollars in a briefcase makes for a hell of a negotiating point in his favor. And my inquiries into his financial state were met with…enthusiasm on the part of all my contacts. Still, I figure I’ll try and hit him quick with a handful of cars and gauge his reaction, just in case.”
“I see what you mean, though you may want to be careful about delivering a ton of cars at once, Sesshomaru seems to be a man of extremely high standards, at least going by his attitude, and the level of tailoring he had on. He may come to expect such deliveries as common occurrence.”
“Then I guess he’ll just have to face reality. In reality, I should have told him to go get me another five up front or fuck off when he asked for the cars in three months, crazy bastard.”
“You make your bed, you have to lie in it Inu. You wanted the beautiful shop, with all kinds of performance cars, and real car people doing restoration and tuning work. Can’t cry when your reputation has begun to proceed you.”
“Yeah, yeah, go get that number to wolfie.” Inuyasha joked, biting back another string of expletives as his apparent rival submitted yet another bid on the Jag, the clock coming down to the last few minutes. Kagome rolled her eyes, but walked the number down to “wolfie” as it were, Kouga taking the slip of paper from her with a lusty grin.
“I must say, you’re looking lovely today Kagome, like always.”
“Oh do go on you untamable pervert.”
“You like you’d object to my other skill set.” Kouga purred, setting down the socket set he’d been sorting, any good mechanic kept his tool box clean and in order after all, and picking one of the shop phones up from its cradle.
“It’s a good thing Inuyasha is pounding you into the mattress, I can only imagine you if you weren’t getting any.”
‘Oh you have no idea about that’ Kouga thought to himself reminiscing about the prior night and how tight and hot Inuyasha’s “pounding” had been.
“Yeah yeah, back to your business ningen, if you’re gonna be so cold blooded about my friendly greetings.” Kouga played at being hurt, making the human roll her eyes once again, walking back to the showroom as the ookami dialed the number on the piece of paper.
“Hello?”
“Hi, is this Mr. Davidson?”
“Speaking.”
“Hi, my name’s Kouga, I’m calling from Performance Unlimited, you have an 87’ Buick GNX with us for restoration, correct?”
“Ugh yeah, just dropped it off less than a week ago, everything alright?” The man on the other end replied, guessing that the male was calling with an estimate for the car.
“Yeah, just fine. The reason I’m calling is I have to ask, what exactly are your intentions with the car? I know you have it listed here that the car’s for a partial to full restoration, but I’m wondering what exactly it’s for.”
“Does it really matter?”
“Well, in this case, it sorta does. By all means, the car is restorable, but I’m just wondering if you have sentimental value in it or not. If you’re just looking for a sports car, I can get you something better for what you’re looking at dropping on this thing in parts and labor to make it 1987 again. Similarly, if you’re looking for an investment, while these are certainly appreciating in value, and it is the rarest Regal model being a GNX, again for the money there are more substantial returns to be had.
If you’re just looking to put your money in something that’s gonna give you a strong return, or you want a good looking driver’s car, I can part this thing out for the stuff that’s good and get you in something with more potential value or something faster for the same money. Hell, if you even want another of the same, I can part this one out and take it off the difference of a clean Regal T-Type or base GN and modify it into the same realm as the GNX for a lot less than restoring this thing.”
“I see. To tell you the truth, the car really is sentimental more than anything, it was actually my dad’s car and he wound up giving it to me after it’s been sitting for almost a decade. I really appreciate your honesty about the car’s value and there being better options and all, but I still want to go for a full restoration if you guys will have it.”
“Not a problem, I completely understand that. Like I was saying, if you were just invested in it for money or a fast ride, it was better off just being parted out for the bits that are still original and in good condition. But sentimental value’s a whole different ball game, and especially if it’s a family car so to speak, it’s certainly justifiable to restore it.”
“Yeah, it’s his sixty fifth birthday coming up in a few months too so I’d really like to surprise him with the car all done and looking as mean as it used to.”
“Oh it will, I can promise you that. That is one thing about these cars, they certainly looked every bit as mean as they were, especially in GNX trim. One other thing, it says you’re looking for a partial to full resto on the sheet I’ve got here, do you want it just dead, showroom stock, or lightly modified, I’m certain you have a far better knowledge of what you and your father like than I do.”
“Ugh, I guess a bit of work wouldn’t be bad. I definitely want it street-able and ready to drive. What all did you have in mind for it?”
“Not much really. We just have a few odd and end bits that we can throw at the motor to push out a few extra horses, and a few period modifications could help bring the cost down a little bit over buying New-Old-Stock parts for everything. Like exhausts for example, I can do a couple of Borla mufflers and some fabricated straight pipes for a good deal less than buying an original Buick GNX exhaust system, and it’ll look and sound even better than stock really.”
“That would be fine, a few odd touches to jack it up would be good, just so long as all the major bits stay original, engine and trans and all that. And I definitely want the original wheels and trim and interior pieces, and it definitely has to stay painted black, but some additional tweaks wouldn’t be terrible at all. Speaking of costs though, what do you think this resto is going to run all said and done?”
“Well, to be honest with you, I see upwards of forty grand in the restoration with keeping a lot of stock components and just restoring them instead of replacing. The engine needs to be rebuilt, along with the turbo, the trans is need of some serious help, the exhaust is trashed, the body needs to be straightened out and re-painted, a lot of trim and interior pieces are trash and need to be replaced, the wheels need to be refinished, most of the running gear needs refurbishing.
The frame is solid and the engine block looks good, but there is a lot of work in the rest of the car that needs to be done, and even being fairly late model by time parts and labor are added up, forty thousand for the full package give or take is very realistic.”
“That’s fine, honestly I’m as excited to see the car again as he’s been missing it since it went into storage. Just so long as it really is pristine when all’s said and done.”
“Oh it will be, if working around the forty thousand dollar mark is good with you, then I’ll get to work on this thing right away.”
“Excellent, I can’t wait to see it.”
“It’ll be worth the wait I promise you that, thanks for your time.” Kouga hung up the phone and took a good look at the battered Buick before him. It was gonna be an interesting restoration that was for sure. But then they always were, and it wasn’t like he hadn’t wrenched on worse.
~~~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~~
“HAHAHAHAHAHA, ha-fucking-ha-goddamned-ha you cock sucking fuck!” Kagome was eternally grateful Inuyasha’s office was essentially soundproofed from the inside, or the dealership would likely have folded ten times over before it brought them to the point where the dog was laughing like a committable lunatic at his computer screen.
“I take it you won, Mr. Hyde?” Kagome dead-panned at her friend and employer, drawing an irate glance from him for a second before he went back to his foul mouthed celebration.
“You’re damn right I won, that Jag is mine, or rather Takahashi’s, but his money is gonna be mine so “BigCat72” and his pathetic attempts at sniping me can go fuck off!”
“So eloquent and sophisticated he is.” Kagome mumbled to herself, as Inuyasha finally sat back down at his computer screen. Exchanging information with the seller, he finalized the deal and arranged for payment on the XJ220 along with the turning over of the car’s title to Performance Unlimited.
“Well, that went pretty damn well if I don’t say so myself. If the Mustang’s parts arrive soon, I could possibly have that thing on the road within a few days if all goes well. The Charger is likely to be a bit of work and the Audi’s a mess, but once I take delivery on this and the LM002, and win the Corvette at auction, I’ll have a nice group of cars to hit Sesshomaru with.”
“If you win that Corvette at auction.”
“I ever tell you how much of a hater you are?”
“Many many times Inuyasha. I’m just saying, an ultra-rare ZL1, a high profile auction, and plenty of collectors and Corvette freaks against you doesn’t really help your chances of getting the car.”
“Ehh, a bunch of Jaguar freaks didn’t help my chances of getting that perfect XJ220 either, but you see how that worked out.”
“Oh whatever, enjoy traumatizing your computer screen.”
“I will thank you very much.” Inuyasha barely resisted sticking his tongue out at the ningen as she walked back to the showroom, the hanyou vaguely contemplating an early day if his parts didn’t arrive soon enough. Though, as he thought to continue on with his online searching the phone rang.
“Hey, how you doing Joe? What’s up, oh hell, your computer’s are down. Shit, happens, ain’t your fault. Think the system will be back up by tomorrow morning? Oh cool, thanks man, have a good one.”
Inuyasha hung up the phone, so his parts weren’t coming, at least not till the next morning. The Charger wouldn’t be in till then either, and he was a bit tired of the auction hunting after buying one and winning two cars already. Oh hell, early day it was, considering it would be probably be the closest thing to a day off he was going to have in the coming weeks.
Turning off his computer, the dog hanyou walked down to the showroom, looking around at the picks. Plenty of nice picks, but most he’d already driven recently. He thought about what else was in the showroom, which wrapped round the side of the building, but decided to take a look at what else was in the rear storage in back of the building.
While his showroom hosted a beautiful assortment of the cars they carried, it could only contain a fraction of what they had for sale. Walking through the rows of parked cars, organized roughly by nationality, age, and whether they were modified, restored, or new.
One that caught his eye, given the beautiful sunny day outside, was a new Porsche Boxster, specifically a rare Boxster Spyder. The featherweight, lightly modified version of the already engaging mid-engined convertible had its regular roof scrapped for a slick cover behind the rear seats and a scrap of fabric to keep the water out in emergencies if it rained.
Fabric pull handles for doors, no cover over the gauges, a removal of almost anything not absolutely necessary to making the baby Porsche go resulted in a car that was simply phenomenal to drive. The Spyder proved to be especially lithe and quick, with taut, predictable and exceptionally controllable handling and sharp reflexes. It was a Boxster that could actually make 911 buyers think twice.
“That’ll do just nicely.” Noting the numbered spot it was in; Inuyasha went over to the lock boxes in the corner office of the room and found the corresponding peg. Grabbing one of the two sets of keys from the peg, he grabbed a dealer plate from rack of them on the wall and walked back to the car.
Putting the magnet lined license plate on the back of the car, Inuyasha fired it up, put it in first and dropped the handbrake. Reaching into his pocket, he produced a small remote and hit the appropriate button, triggering the door motor for the storage garage, which opened up to reveal the back lot of the store.
Pulling round the side of the building to the garage bays, Inuyasha stopped and hopped out of the car, walking in to see Kouga tearing the GNX apart. Walking up to him, Inuyasha crouched down to see the wolf draining the engine oil into a pan, the ookami’s spread legs giving him a nice view were the wolf not covered by a Tyvek suit.
“They decide to go for it on this thing?”
“Yeah, he was pretty enthusiastic about it. You getting out of here early?”
“Figured I’d get one in while I can. You have much longer on this thing?”
“A few hours, figure I’ll get it stripped down tonight and get a parts list together for tomorrow.”
“You coming by my place when you’re done?”
“I suppose I’ll have to if I want this plug out.”
“Who said I’d let you take it out if you do come over?”
“You’re so cruel you know, especially considering how well I treat you.”
“Yeah yeah, stop and pick up a couple sixers or a case on your way, I’m almost out.” With that, Inuyasha walked back out, getting in the Porsche and driving off for his house.
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