A hidden romance exposed?!
By: Csi-panther
Summary: a year after Cruz won the Florida 500, everything's going great for her, Dinoco, and the Radiator Springs team, until one day after a victory party her and all the Next-Gens, Storm included, had.
A/N: I don't own Cars, or anything associated with it. This is also my first Cars story, let me know how I do and if I'm doing ok with the characters.
Ch 1
" Hey Cruz! You in there?! " Lightning's shouting pierced through the trailer's walls, stirring a young yellow and dark blue Coupe awake. Her head was pounding, and she felt like another car was sitting on her back as she called out to her mentor,
" Yes, Mr. McQueen! Is something wrong? "
" No, just wondering where you were, your friends got worried when you didn't show up at your usual meeting spot. " he replied, she could just see that kind smile on his blue face, she was still getting used to that new paint job, a year later since he gave her her second chance at racing and she's still not used to it, but she will…eventually.
" What time is it? " she asked more to herself as she tried to move around in the trailer to find their alarm clock as they shared the trailer when they went out on the road.
" Almost noon. How long were you and the Next-Gens at that victory party last night...You didn't drink anything there did you? " he answered her just as she found the clock.
" A few drinks. And I wish I hadn't because my head hurts and I feel like another car is on top of me because I can hardly move. " she answered.
" There better not be another car in there with you like that because I'll take that cannon I got from Sarge and blow him through the wall! " he replied, getting into overprotective mode.
" Relax Mr. McQueen, it was just a figure of speech! I wasn't that drunk! At least I don't think I was… "
" Not funny Cruz! I'll go and let your friends know your ok. And let you get more sobered up before we head out again. We're heading back to Florida. " he informed and then left.
Cruz pressed a switch next to her tire and a light came, blinding her and causing her to groan in pain, but funnily enough, she felt and heard another groan above her. Looking up, she saw a set of tires attached to the front of another racecar, she panicked, revved her engine, and headed for the door. In her panic, she forgot to hit the open switch and hit the trailer door, denting it, scraping her front end's paint a little as she busted through the door.
Turning around quickly, she pulled up on the ramp to see who was in the trailer and to her shock, was the last car she'd ever wanted to see, or be around again, Jackson Storm. And he was waking up even more after she had revved her engine, busted through the door, and jarred the trailer.
Blinking away both the sleep and blurriness of the effects of the gasohol from last night, he glared down at her, " What are you doing in my trailer costume girl? " he asked.
" Your trailer?! This is mine and Mr. McQueen's trailer! What are you doing in it? " she exclaimed back, watching as he looked about to retort something else before he looked around the trailer.
He saw now that the color was wrong and that there was a desert painted near the roof along with pictures of ' The Champ ' and some old racecar the same color that McQueen now sported, three group pictures of McQueen, the same old racecar, some old cars and a light blue Porsche, another had the same ones minus the blue racecar, the last one had Cruz and what appeared to be more old racers, and McQueen with his new paint job, a lone picture on a shelf beside him next to the door had only the Porsche smiling a sideways smile at the camera. The trailer was more decorative than his and not as dark and felt cozy, not that he'd say that out loud.
The longer he stayed in there looking around in the trailer, the more nervous Cruz got that he might do something to the stuff in there just to upset her and make Mr. McQueen angry. Finally, he turned his bored expression to her,
" It seems that I was mistaken when I was trying to get back to my trailer. Though how I mistaken this heap of junk as mine, I don't know. "
" Y-yeah. Especially when you some how wound up parked on top of me. " she replied, wishing that he would get out of there.
" What?! " he asked, not believing what she was telling him.
" You were on top of me when I woke up and I panicked, revved my engine and broke the door to get out from underneath you! " she explained.
" Huh. Guess I thought you were my bed. " he muttered, though she heard him.
" Can you please get out of there, before Mr. McQueen comes back? " she finally asked, her eyes darting around for any sign of a blue racecar.
" Aw, what's the matter costume girl? Afraid that Daddy's going to have an engine attack if he sees a boy coming out of his little girl's trailer? " he taunted.
" He's not my Dad, Storm. Though I admit he acts like one sometimes and a good one at that. I just don't want him to get the wrong idea. And I don't want you to destroy anything in there either. " she dropped her gaze to the pavement as she said the last part.
" Destroy something in here? Really? As far as I can see, there's nothing in here even worth destroying. Besides, I ain't that cruel. "
At this, she shot her gaze back at him and glared, " Oh really? " she rolled up to him, getting close to his face, " What about last year? In Florida? You, me, the wall?! Or the other times you purposely slammed me against a wall? "
Storm only rolled his eyes, " That's called racing sweetheart. Your supposed to hit a wall every now and then. "
" Not when someone is trying to do it on purpose because he doesn't want to lose to a girl! And for your information, the things that's in this trailer is worth more than anything on this earth, something that someone like you wouldn't understand! Now get out of this trailer! "
" I can't get out of this piece of junk when someone's blocking my way! " he said back, getting angry, he always loses his cool when she was around, he absolutely hates her gears!
" Well if you hadn't gotten me mad then I wouldn't be blocking your way! " she shouted back.
" What was there to get mad about?! It's just a bunch of stinking pictures and a lousy paint job of the desert! " he shouted back now, getting into her face, neither one noticing that he had caused her to back up and he was following her until her butt was against the wall behind them.
" No it's not just a bunch of stinking pictures and a lousy paint job of the desert! It's more than that! It's about the memories attached to them, home, family, a place where they love and care about one another, something you wouldn't understand because your nothing but a self-centered, selfish, sadistic jerk, who doesn't care about anyone but himself! "
" And your living in a fantasy world where everything's just perfect and peachy, I worked hard to get where I am right now. "
" Oh really? Doing laps on a simulator where all your doing is following the machine and spinning your wheels. You don't know what real work is! The moment you get a drop of oil pop out of your hood, you complain about it! "
" Why you! " Storm backed up and for a split second, Cruz thought that he was going to ram her, she closed her eyes as he moved towards her.
The loud rev of another engine stopped everything. She knew that engine, opening her eyes, she saw Lightning coming towards them and he was not happy. He got between them and glared Storm down, he returned the glare with his own, revving his engine as well, their combined engines sounding like a monstrous, forgive the pun, lightning storm about to let loose.
Neither one of them moved for what seemed like forever to Cruz, but finally, Storm stopped revving his engine to smirk at McQueen,
" Wow Champ. I don't think I've ever seen you move that fast before. Maybe you should stay off the track. " he said.
" Storm. Leave. " Lightning growled, his engine still revving loudly.
" That's what I was doing, but it seems you 2 took it the wrong way. See you in Florida, Sweetheart. " he said again, winking at Cruz as he said the last part before leaving.
Cruz's chassis shuddered at both the wink and the sweetheart comment. She turned to look at Lightning as he slowly calmed his engine down. He turned to her and looked her over to make sure that she was alright and saw that her front was scraped, and some paint was missing.
" What happened? " he asked calmly, though she could tell that he was holding back from going after Storm.
" I uh, was in such a hurry to get out of the trailer that I knocked it down and hit my nose on it. " she answered, she wasn't about to tell him that Storm was in their trailer.
Looking at the ramp, Lightning saw that there was indeed a dent in it and that her missing paint was in the dent.
" Why were you in such a hurry to get out? "
" I had to go to the bathroom. " she answered, closing her eyes and grinning cutely, hoping he'd by the lie, which he did.
" Did you get to go before Storm showed up? "
" Uh, no. No I didn't, speaking of which… " she revved her engine and took off to the bathroom, Lightning chuckling at her antics as he watched her go. He turned around and went to go find someone who could fix their ramp before they could leave.
What the three of them, the rest of the Radiator Springs team, and the racing world didn't know was that someone had took pictures of Storm going into the Dinoco trailer last night along with a few incriminating ones of Cruz and Storm sleeping like they were and one where the 2 were close to each other's faces at the start of their argument.
Here's ch 1 hope it's alright.