Okay. This is my first fanfic ever. Kinda nervous... but lets get this thing over with.
Disclaimer: Jak and Daxter are owned by Naughty Dog Inc. and them only... unless they're willing to hand 'em over. *evil laughter *
So basically this story takes place in Jak X right before the championship race. Just in case you're stupid and didn't read the summary, this is a JakTorn fanfic. Yaoi. Boy x Boy...er... man x boy. Whatever.
Jak walked into the Naughty Ottsel for a quick pre-race drink... also to find a certain someone who he needed to see. Torn was sitting on a stool, dressed in racing clothes, sipping on some whiskey. He was lost in his thoughts about the upcoming race when he felt someone sit next to him.
"Hey Jak." Mumbled torn, not bothering to look up.
"Hey." replied Jak. "We're waiting for you at the starting line. Where have you been? The race is about ready to begin."
"I've been here all day... just thinking about the race... what if we don't win?" Sighed Torn.
"We're going to win. Remember. You've got me on you team." Jak said proudly with a smile on his face in an attempt to cheer Torn up.
Mission accomplished. Torn offered a small smile and looked up at Jak. "Yeah... I guess..." They waited a few moments in silence before Jak spoke once more.
"I've been thinking... we haven't really got a chance to talk since this whole racing thing started."
A subtle 'hmm' was all Jak got as a reply.
"Well lets get going. We have to get there or else the race will start without us." Jak sighed at Torns muteness. Both men stood up and walked outside reveling the blinding light that Torn had been trying oh-so-desperately to avoid. Jak thought for a second about what would be the fastest way to get to the starting line. He whipped out his hoverboard and stepped on, leaving room for Torn.
"Well, get on." Jak said, pointing to the empty space behind him.
"Why?" Growled Torn coldly
"Do you want to make it there in time or not?" Huffed Jak in annoyance.
"Whatever..."Sighed Torn. He sighed and stepped cautiously onto the board, this being the first time he had ever been on one. Once he was standing steadily, Jak looked at him dumbly, noticing his awkward posture.
"This is your first time... isn't it?"
"Yeah..." Mumbled Torn, looking slightly embarrassed.
"It's fine. Just grab on." Jak said calmly. Torn gently set his arms on Jak's shoulder, who looked at him as if he was stupid. Jak huffed, and grabbed Torn's arms on his shoulders and moved them to his waist, where Torn tightened his grip, feeling a weird sensation tingle throughout his body. In a swift movement, Jak kicked off the ground so fast, almost knocking Torn off, who even tighter, gripped Jak's slim waist. Within a few record-shattering minutes, they approached the starting line, hopping off the hoverboard. Their team glared a Torn as if he had just committed a murder. Ashelin walked up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"What's wrong with you? There's 30 minutes before the race and we still have to go over strategies." Ashelin said, trying not to sound as pissed as she really was.
"Sorry... just lost track of time." Mumbled Torn, looking at Ashelin sorrowfully, who nodded with a small smile on her face. After going over their racing plans, Jak walked up to Torn, who was learning causally against the side of his car. They stood there for a few minutes before Torn finally talked.
"You're right..." Mumbled torn almost inaudibly
"About?" Spoke Jak, surprised at what Torn had said.
"We haven't been talking. And I'm sorry. I've just been preoccupied with all this racing and shit." Torn said, looking in Jak's beautiful blue eyes.
"Don't worry. We can make this last race something to remember." Jak said, gently shaking Torn's shoulder, who smiled and nodded.
"Please enter you're racing vehicles." A voice sounded over the speakers. The races did as they were told. Jak and Torn's cars were right beside each other. The two men smiled at each other for a few seconds before jak extended his and shook Torns. The two stared daggers at each other, daring one of the to speak, before Torn took charge and finaal spoke.
"See you at the finish line." He glared evilly.
The same voice spoke again "Racers start your engines! Three...two...one...GOOOO!"
Okay so there will be tons of chapters as long as I remember... but anyways sorry for the short chapter...again this is my first fanfic. REVIEW PLEASE! I will give you a cookie!