Disclaimer: I don't own anything and Jackel is my friend's OC. So she owns him

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Chapter 3: Racing Heart

"Excellent timing Blurr," Ratchet spoke enthuseasticly, "You managed to shave roughly a second off your regular time."

The speedster stopped abruptly in front of the CMO his goggles covering his deep blue eyes. "Onlyasecond? Iwasshootingforabout5." His rapid speech left Ratchet dazzed and confused. Blue smiled appologcticly, "Sorry Ratchet. I ran out of those drinks you and Bee cooked up for me." He strained to slow his speech.

"Ah," Ratchet spoke softly, "We'll have to make you some more then, won't we?"

Blurr nodded rapidly his wind swept hair boucning slightly, "Yes, it'snicetonothavetostrainmyselftryingtospeakslowly."

The CMO laughed, blonde hair swaying in the slightly breeze. "Yes. It's rather annoying when Bumblebee isn't around to translate."

Blurr flashed Ratchet a quick grin, eager to leave. "Well, . I'dbetterbegoing." The speedster took off before the CMO could respond to his well known (and well hated) nickname.

Blurr quickly ran up to the house that he shared with his childhood friend, Jackal. The pale man calmly walked into the house, heading straight to the kitchen. Jackal looked up from his spot at the table. "Hey there Zippy. How'd traning go?"

The slightly younger man swiftly took his spot next to the other man. "Iwasonlyasecondfasterthenlasttime. WhichsucksbecauseIwasaimingfor5. I wasn'tevenclose."

Jackal slowly blinked and he raised a slender eyebrow. "You ran out of those drinks, didn't you?"

His answer was a whiplash inducing nod from the dark haired man. "Yeah, butRatchetsaidhe'dmakemesomemore." He quickly blurted, leaving his poor room mate's mind scrambling to keep up.

As Blurr continued to ramble on about Primus knows what, Jackal's eyes couldn't help but stay locked onto the speedster's swiftly moving lips. How a pair of lips could move that fast, Jackal would never know.

The speedster trailed off as he noticed that his room mate wasn't paying attention. "Jackal? Areyoualright? You'relookingkindofblank."

"Yeah. I'm fine." Jackal calmly stated, eyes still locked onto the dark haired man's lips.

"Umm...areyousure?"

The older man couldn't handle it anymore, couldn't take the temptation. Jackal leaned in and pressed his lips to the slightly taller man's.

Blurr's navy blue eyes widened behind the goggles he had forgotten to remove. Why was Jackal, his best friend, kissing him? And why was the only clear thought racing through his head of why were Jackal's lips so soft?

The older male slowly pulled back, gently tugging off the speedster's goggles, setting them aside. "Blurr..." Jackal spoke softly, eyes locked onto navy blue, "I love you."

Blurr suddenly clung to the older man. "I-Iloveyouto!" He blurted, words melding together.

Although Jackal couldn't clearly understand the words themselves the emotion behind them was strong enough. As he leaned back in again, he realized he couldn't be happier then right now with the pale speedster in his arms, racing heart beathing against his own.

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Yay! Chapter 3!