Ok, I've revamped this story... This chapter is the "prelude" story. That chapter in Baby Mine, where how Ellie and Rod met is explained. It's all leading up to the rest of the fic... Bear with me. THANK YOU TOSHI FOR EDITING! YOU ROCK!

Ok, before anyone asks. YES, Ellie is dressed in the Harajuku style! Yes I know you only see it at anime convention's here in America, but in Japan, it's an every day fashion. As in you can walk down the street in Tokyo and see people dressed up like anime character's and the only people staring at them are the tourists. Personally? I love the style. I think it's totally fantastic and I have several Harajuku type outfit's. Ellie's outfit, is toned down believe it or not. I was thinking of making her a Lolita type Harajuku, which would mean wearing clothing that look's like doll clothes. Hint Chii from Chobit's dresses Gothic Lolita style, but figured since she was going to be living in the US I wouldn't. There is a back story here, where I will explain why Ellie is Japanese and how she and Hot Rod met. Ellie Takahara, is written in honor of my bestest friend Kennichi, who has filled my life with much Japanese goodness So... DOMO KENNICHI-KUN! AI SHITERU! SQUEE! Disclaimer thingy: Dont own Transformer's. I don't own Gackt. I really wish I did. Gackt is hot. I most certainly don't own Shonen Jump and I am not affiliated with them in any way. I don't won Julliard. I couldn't afford to go to Julliard if I wanted to. I am not affiliated with them in any way. Squee.

Sam reached out, running his finger in a slow circle around the top of Bee's gearshift. Bee purred, shuddering slightly.

Bee, voice slightly strained "Sam..."

Sam, distracted by his thoughts, continues to circle his finger around the top of Bee's gear shift, assuming the shuddering has something to do with the fact that Bee is rapidly accelerating.

Bumblebee revved his engine, trying to ignore the sensation running down his gear shift and through his entire frame, which had just barely started calming down from the sensation of Sam washing him. He was glad Sam didn't know what affect his weekly car washes had. If he did, he probably would have stopped doing them. Bee shuddered again as they stopped at a light. He was so distracted by the gorgeous boy in his driver seat, he didn't notice when a burnt orange Ferrari Enzo pulled up next to him and rev its engine

Sam looked over at the beautiful car beside him and grinned as the girl with wild blue hair and snake bite piercings sitting in the front seat grinned back, revving her engine. "Hey! She yelled, wanna race?"

Sam yelled out the window, stroking Bee's Dashboard affectionately "You think you can win?"

Bumblebee revved his engine fiercely.

"Bee, can I drive?"

"Yes."

Sam wrapped his hand around the gearshift he had been idly fingering for the past 45 minutes. Bee shuddered again.

The light turned green and both car's burned rubber, tearing off down the highway.

Sam kept is hand on the gear shift as he drove, his thumb rubbing the steering wheel.

To Sam's surprise, the Ferrari was keeping up with Bee, who from the sound of his engine was going all out.

"Bee?" He was starting to get concerned. Something didn't sound right.

"Gas pedal. Harder."

Sam blinked, then did as he was asked and pushed the gas pedal all the way to the floor.

With an almost explosive roar, Bee shot forward with such a violent a jolt it slammed Sam back against the seat and knocked the wind out of him. They left the Ferrari in the dust... Until Bee suddenly, like a car running out of gas, began to jerk and sputter, they rapidly began to slow, his engine wheezing, finally coming almost to a painful halt. Sam stared at the dashboard, worried that something was horribly wrong.

"BEE?"

Bee's voice was weak, warbled "I...I'm fine Sam...They are...Coming..."

Sure enough, the orange Ferrari was driving towards them.

Sam, concerned. "Bee you don't sound alright."

Bee, sounding a bit less warbled "I am fine"

Sam didn't have time to argue as the orange Ferrari pulled up and the driver jumped out. The 5'7 asian girl was dressed in baggy pink pant's with bondage chains and a pink and black corset that hugged her curves. She wore a spiked collar and had snake bite piercings.

She wore yellow, green, purple and pink arm warmer's, She held out a hand, her fingernail's painted hot pink to match her corset and grinned. "That was some nice racing back there, he got nitro?" To Sam's surprise, the Ferrari let out a rumbling sound, which strangely resembled laughter.

Sam blinked, dazed "He?"

The girl grinned. "Yeah, Bumblebee. I'm Ellie by the way, that's Hot Rod." She pointed to the Ferrari, which revved its engine's like a lion roaring. Sam stared in awe.

Sam, hesitantly shaking her hand "I'm Sam and I don't think so...How did you know his name?"

Ellie, grinning wider "Hot Rod told me. He and Bee use to be buddies."

Hot Rod. with a voice full of laughter. "Still are. For now. Might not be when I tell everyone on the base that he energy spiked in the middle of a race."

Bumblebee, to Sam's surprise, backed abruptly into the Ferrari with a crunch.

Sam, staring in horror at the scratched paint on the Ferrari "BEE!"

Ellie, giggling "Ooh it's on now Rod."

Hot Rod, laughing too hard to speak clearly "Hun it was on the minute he hit the accelerator."

Bee grumbled angrily.

Sam "So... What's an energy spike?"

The sound of Bee flooring it and leaving Sam standing there in the dust only caused the girl and her car to laugh harder.