Hmm, Lessee lessee, apparently the first wasn't too bad. Maybe I'll wirte the second with Jak as the main focus.

Jak

Jak watched Keira with a somewhat longing gaze.

Keira was working on one of the racing zoomers, intent on building the best high speed vehichle out there.

Jak wished he could find happiness in something as simple as taking apart and reassempling machinery. Wished he could have the time to do something other than fight off Metalheads or Dark Precursors or what ever the hell else the universe might throw at him. Wished he could just settle down and be with a certain mechanic till the end of their lives.

Jak was not afraid to admit that he had deep feelings for Keira, loved her really, at least not infront of her. He wasn't afraid that some enemy would come and take her away to use as some sort of living shield. He wasn't afriad because he knew that he'd bust in and rip whoever would be daring enough to harm a single hair on her beautiful little head to shreds... without even touching his darker side.

No, he would never be afraid of the possibility that an outside force might take Keira away. It was much more likely that Keira herself would just leave him of her own accord.

Of course she couldn't really leave him since they weren't... together. But Jak felt that if Keira were to ever have a lover other than himself his own hard heart would break.

"Stop starin' at her ass, Jak. She'll notice sooner or later," Daxter suddenly said to him, startling him slightly, "Probably sooner."

Jak flicked Daxter on the back of his small fuzzy head, "Shouldn't you be monitoring Tess?"

Daxter ignored the flick to his head and turned away with his arms crossed, "No, I don't need to watch her all the time..."

"... She made you leave again, didn't she?"

Daxter slumped, his arms falling to his sides once more, "Can I help it if I'm worried about her?"

Jak gave a slight grin to his best friend and rubbed his head encouragingly.

Jak had always known Daxter to be a bit of a... well, he didn't want to call him a coward so worry-wart seemed about right. It seemed only amplified when Tess became pregnant. Now he was like a gerbil on speed, antidepressants, caffeine, and sugar being chased by a cat. He'd nearly dragged the young Precursor mother to be to the hospital for a sneeze of all things.

"Maybe you should just trust her to know what she's doing? She's not entirely helpless, you know," Jak told him.

Daxter grinned turning back to Jak, "Do I ever. She's got one hell of a right hook, that's for sure," Daxter began rubbing his chin on the left side in rememberance of one rather vicious mood swing. She went from loving to 'Kill the Male' in no time flat.

Jak chuckled, having been privy to that little scene as it unfolded, though even he wasn't quite sure what his ottsel friend had said to upset Tess.

"Ya know, if you man up a little bit, one day you could be just like me with Keira," Daxter said, nudging Jak with his elbow and wiggling one eyebrow suggestively. Jak didn't blush, much as one would expect on recieving such a veiled lewd comment.

Instead he sighed, "But what if she doesn't want that, Dax? Or if she does, but not from me?" he placed his arms behind his head and looked up.

"Your call, buddy," Daxter seemed to drop the subject right there, "But just immagine what it'd be like, havin' her all to yourself, moaning your name. 'Oh, Jak. Jak I want more. Give me more, Jak,' " the ottsel began to immitate Keira's voice.

Now Jak blushed, partially because he had immagined just such a scenario in a waking dream and mostly because the object of said dream was within ear shot.

He flicked Daxter on the back of the head again.

"Cut it out, Dax, or I'll tell Tess who's been stealing her mint peanut butter cookies," Jak said, his blush gone.

"Alright, alright! No need to do anything hasty now," Daxter said, suddenly afraid and holding his hand up infront of him waving back and forth.

Jak just grinned. He'd always have something to get Daxter off his back.

Same could be said for Daxter though.

The Precursor gave an almost predatory grin, now that his friend was back to looking at the mechanic, "But when it does happen, make sure to use protection."

"Daaax," it was little more than a growl.

"Right then. Gotta go. See ya," and the small orange animal ran out of the garage as fast as he could, only looking back once to give Jak a suggestive wink.

Jak sighed a little in exasperation. He wondered briefly how they had gotten through that whole conversation without Keira hearing any of it. For surely if she had she too would have been willing to string the rat up by his tail.

Jak went back to thinking about things he wished he could have instead of the next adventure that was sure to come, most of them involving the blue-green haired woman, his eyes drifting to her again.

"So, you ready to take the zoomer for a test drive?" Keira asked, startling him once more.

"Always ready," Jak replied, a cocksure grin in place.

"Good. Let's set up some boost rings," Keira ambled over to a holo projector. She pulled up a grid of Haven city and decded to test it out in the broken down regions. She poked the hologram at a few seemingly random spots on the map then pressed a green button on the projector.

"Boost rings applied to designated areas. Termination of rings in five hours," a robotic voice came out of the projector.

Jak then helped Keira load the zoomer onto a transport and got in the driver's seat.

It took them only a few minutes to get to the abandoned sections of the city.

Jak parked the transport, unloaded the zoomer, and got on it.

"Let's see what this baby can do," Jak was about to rev the engine when he felt someone climb on behind him and slide their arms around his waist, "Uh... Keira, what are you doing?"

"I need to see first hand how the zoomer handles the terrain and sharp corners and I can't get that from just a report. You don't mind, do you?" She gave him a smile that made any protests he may have had die before they could even really reach his mind.

Jak grinned once more and replied, "'Course not. The added weight might be a little extensive, but I can handle it."

"Hey!" Keira exclaimed and punched him on the arm, "Just get started."

Jak suppressed a chuckle and revved the engine once or twice before taking off.

The moment he hit the first ring the Zoomer shot forward as if he had hit a turbo. He carefully swereved around the sharp corners, dodged any jagged debris left over from the two wars that hit Haven city, and jumped over a fair share of bottomless pits. He particularly liked it when the corners were very sharp, forcing Keira to hold him tighter. By the end of it he was thoroughly impressed with the new model.

"You keep makin' these things any sweeter and I may have to keep you around," Jak said jokingly to Keira.

"Really? Only like me for my bikes, huh?" she had her hands on her hips and her left eyebrow raise, a smile twitching at the corners of her lips.

"Well, you might not be hard on the eyes either," Jak said, suddenly feeling flirty.

Keira had a light tint to her cheeks, but ignored it in favor of continuing this little game, "Same could be said for you, pretty boy," Jak blanched at the thought of being a bishounen, "But I get the feeling you aren't telling me the whole reason you want me around."

Having quickly recovered from the pretty boy comment, Jak smirked and said, "Well, you are pretty good with upgrading weapons," he lifted one finger, "Your voice has a very sexy rasp to it," he lifted another on the same hand, "You just might be the most beautiful girl I've seen since before a can remember," he lifted a third finger, taking a quick glance at Keira, glad to see her grinning, "And maybe, just maybe, it makes me happy havin' you around."

Keira took a few steps toward Jak, placing her right in front of him, a somewaht predatory grin in place, "And maybe, just maybe, it makes me happy to be around." Jak, leaning against the zoomer, couldn't back away from Keira, not that he really wanted to.

As Keira leaned closer to him he decided he might as well say something to seal his fate with her, either she'd leave him or she'd stay, but at least she wouldn't be the last to know how he felt.

"And maybe, this just a very small chance by the way," Jak may not have noticed it, but Keira was giving him every ounce of her attention, "I might l-love you." He cursed himself for stuttering. He'd faced down Gol and Maia, the Metalhead leader and his hordes, and Erol and the Dark Precursors... but he couldn't tell the girl he loved her with out stuttering? He needed to rethink the intimidation factor that his enemies really had.

Keira however, had been waiting for this moment for three weeks, ever since the stint with the scorpion sting. Jak didn't remember telling her, having only been half awake when he said it, so it was expected he would eventually tell her again.

"Well, that's good," she said, grabbing the fabric of his tunic and pulling him down as she leaned up, "Because I'd hate to do this to someone who didn't love me." And she kissed him.

To Jak it felt like the world had just dropped away and he was floating through the stars. It just felt heavenly... no more words, just heavenly.

Keira would say much the same once Jak regained his composure and kissed her back.

When they finally pulled out of the kiss to breathe Keira put her head against his chest, listening to his heart, then grinned such a grin that had Jak seen it he would have feared being devoured.

"Daxter was right, ya know?"

"What do you mean?"

"We might need protection, if we go any further," Keira said, pulling away from his chest to wink at him suggestively just as Daxter had when he'd left the garage.

Jak almost choked, realizing that she'd heard the conversation he'd thought had some how passed her by earlier. Keira just laughed at him before leaning in to kiss him again. Jak kissed back, thanking any higher force that was listening for letting him have the one he wanted.

I'd say that Jak and Keira lived happily ever after... but Jak still has some work to do.

--- The end---+

A/N: OK, yeah, basically this is the end of this ultra short story, but only because I can't think of anything more to right under this title. I am however generating another Idea for the Jak and Daxter that is subtely working it's way into something readable, but I don't know when it'll be ready. Till then think of this as it's prequel... in a sense it is. By the way I am completely skipping over the events of Jak X because I have yet to play that one. See ya when the tide comes in.