Author's Note: This is my first fic on this site here in the Speed Racer section. I posted this here back in 2002, based on the anime that never said when or how Speed and Trixie met. I came up with a bunch of ideas and decided to go with this one. With that said, I must admit that after seeing the Speed Racer Movie in 2008, I absolutely loved how they showed the two meeting. I hope you enjoy my Speed Racer stories!

Disclaimer: I do not claim to own Speed Racer or any of the characters. There's just so many different things to write about when it comes to this wonderful anime.

"Speed and Trixie"

Chapter 1: How They Met

The racing world didn't know that a young man with sky, blue eyes and dark hair would be entering the picture soon. This young racer with an adrenaline for speed, Speed Racer, planned to enter his first race that would take place on a new recently built track. Because he wasn't familiar with it, he decided that he should get a better look at it first from up above. Luckily for him there was a small airport not all that far away from the new, tricky track.

Upon his arrival on the day he decided to go to the small airport, he saw quite a few helicopters still down on the ground. He hoped that he would be in one soon - in the air. As he proceeded to walk amongst the small planes and helicopters, he heard someone fooling around from inside of one and for a brief moment wondered if the pilot would bring him up. Suddenly, Speed's attention left the helicopter as he noticed an instructor coming his way who just happened to be a friend of his father's.

"Well...hello, Speed. How are you?" the tall, gray haired instructor asked as he approached the young racer.

Lifting his hand out to shake the older man's, Speed responded, "I'm fine. Thank you. And you, sir?"

"Fine as well," the instructor said just before folding his arms over his large chest. "So what bring you here?"

"I was hoping you or someone could bring me up over the new race track." Now pointing to the helicopter he had heard the noise coming from, Speed said, "Maybe the guy in that one can bring me up."

Wishing he himself wasn't busy, the the older man said, "I have a class I have to instruct in just a few minutes, and...there's no guy in any of the helicopters right now who can help you either."

"Oh," Speed said looking confused. "I could swear I heard someone fooling around from in one of them."

"You did. And, there she is now," the instructor said with a smile as he looked towards the helicopter, which the noise had come from.

"She?" Speed asked turning his head to look in that direction once again.

Sure enough a girl with above the shoulder length, brown hair backed out of the helicopter. She wasn't the type of girl who normally caught Speed's attention, but he couldn't help but find himself totally attracted to this female who for a change for him could obviously take care of herself. Within seconds, she was spraying some kind of cleaning solution Speed guessed on the side window just before she began to wipe it away.

"She's my best student," the instructor said proudly just before calling out to her. "Trixie! Can you come here please?"

Trixie, Speed thought deciding right there that he liked her name. "I'm impressed that she's your best student," Speed said back somewhat slowly as he continued to study Trixie. It was never hard for most girls to get his attention, but this was different. She hadn't been pursuing him like most, and he hadn't expected to be meeting someone like her.

"I'll be right there," the girl who hadn't a clue she was being watched so closely called back as she closed the door to her helicopter. Soon walking towards her instructor, she couldn't help but notice the young man who seemed to be watching her every move. When she was standing only a few of feet away from him and her instructor, her heart uncontrollably skipped a beat when she saw his lips curl up into a smile while his big eyes met her pretty, green ones. Though she was a bit embarrassed because she knew she was a mess from cleaning her pride and joy, she couldn't help but to smile back.

"Trixie," the teacher said enjoying the stare he saw between the two young people. "This is the son of an old friend of mine."

"Speed Racer," Speed said holding out his hand to her.

"Hi," she said somewhat shyly as she took his hand to shake it while they continued to stare at each other. She didn't mean to keep looking at him but he was looking at her so intently that she couldn't pull her eyes away from his. His stunning blue eyes were gorgeous. In fear that he could be full of himself, she hoped he couldn't tell how attracted she found herself to him.

"Trixie," the coach said bringing her eyes off of Speed's for a moment. "How about you take Speed up over that new track that was built? The fuel is on me."

With a surprised look on her face, Trixie asked Speed. "You're a race car driver?"

"Well...I'm just starting," he said with a half smile as he raised his yellow gloved, right hand to scratch the back of his head. "I haven't officially been in any races yet. The first one I plan to be in is on the track that I'd like to see."

"I'll take you up over it," she said in a friendly voice.

The teacher then smiled again at them and said, "I'm going to let you two go so I can get to class."

"Thank you," Speed said glad he could be alone with Trixie. Besides that he thought she was very pretty, he couldn't wait to see her fly.

Even though Trixie seemed calm and cool, she was secretly extremely grateful to her teacher for more than the fuel. She was thrilled at the idea of her taking this cute guy up into the sky. This sort of thing didn't happen to her often and most guys were intimidated by her flying. However, Speed looked truly interested.

As the two young people began walking to the helicopter, Trixie said, "I'm glad I cleaned it a bit; not that I don't very often."

"I know the feeling," Speed said putting his hands into his pockets. "I like my car looking the best that it can."

"You mean your race car?" she asked with some excitement in her voice.

"Yes," Speed said glad she showed interest as he admired her smile.

Looking at her plane, she said, "Let me show you my favorite toy."

"Great," Speed said watching as she easily got into the helicopter just before he followed her action. Ten minutes later, he was quite impressed with her flying skills. In fact, he was so impressed that he seemed to forget about the racetrack. "How long have you been flying?"

"A couple of years," she said proudly.

He watched her hands on the switches thinking that her with her helicopter reminded him very much of how he was with his car. Feeling the joy from doing something very well was something they had in common. "You can really handle this thing."

"Do you mean for a girl?" she joked as she smirked back at him.

"No, I didn't mean that. Believe me you wouldn't want me to take over right now."

"I was teasing," she said looking at him, and her heart skipped a beat once again as their eyes made contact. Moving her eyes away, she said, "So are you ready to go over the track some more?"

"The track? Oh, yeah," he said as if he just remembered that the track existed. He had been too lost in the female pilot while thinking that he liked her sense of humor. Minutes later as she continued to fly over the track, he found it harder and harder to pay attention to it.

The two talked for a good while in the air until Trixie decided that it was time to bring the helicopter down. As they landed, neither one of them really wanted their ride together to end, and after exiting the plane, they both stood there for a few seconds just looking at each other not wanting to part.

Finally, Speed held out his gloved hand and with a twinkle in his eyes, he said, "Thank you, Trixie."

Placing her small hand in his, they began to shake as she said softy, "It was my pleasure."

That was when Speed realized that he couldn't remember a time when a girl had made him feel quite this way. "Hey, I know you probably have other things to do, but I have my car here. Would you like to take a ride in it?"

Trixie knew she didn't know him all that well but there was just something about him that made her feel like she could trust him. She also convinced herself that it would be okay since her instructor knew him. "Sure," she said looking at her helicopter once more as if checking it before she left it.

Before they walked off, their eyes moved to their hands that were still together. As they both blushed, they then released hands, though neither would have minded keeping them together.

"My car's over here," Speed said starting to walk towards it.

Once to the Mach 5, Trixie tried to control herself as she said, "Wow. This is a nice looking car."

"Thanks," he said knowing she meant it. It was neat looking. "My Father built it. It's my Mach 5. Wait till you see what it can do."

"Besides go fast?" she asked with wide eyes, not mentioning that she was surprised that he drove it on the street like a normal car.

Speed opened the door for her and said, "Come on. You'll see how fast it can go. It's your turn now to let me show you my favorite toy."

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Trixie never saw another car ever do the things that the Mach 5 could do on their nice, long ride. The two young people were really enjoying each other as they talked about everything from what schools they graduated from, about family life, and then of course racing.

"I've got to tell you," she said with excitement. "I love to fly but I know why you like to keep your feet on the ground."

Speed smiled at her, glad that she was so impressed with the Mach 5 and his driving.

Once back to the airport, Speed still couldn't seem to pull himself away from her. "Can I see you again?" he asked hoping she didn't have a boyfriend.

"I'd like that," Trixie said hoping she didn't answer too fast because she didn't want to appear to be desperate.

"How can I reach you?" he asked glad that this wouldn't be the last time he was going to be near her.

"Reach me? Oh," she said getting almost tongue-tied. Opening the door to her helicopter, she then pulled out a pad and wrote her phone number down on it.

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That night all Speed could talk about with his family and friend was the new girl he had met. Sparky, his best friend, questioned Speed more than a few times on whether or not he actually saw the track.

"What Track?" Speed had asked the first time Sparky had brought it up.

"This girl really had an affect on you," Sparky said amazed. Many girls had always liked Speed, but none of them could ever hold his interest long enough to catch him.

Speed admitted that he was extremely attracted to Trixie, but he expressed that it wasn't only because she was beautiful. He stated that she was smart, had a sense of humor, and she was daring like him. "It's like she was made for me," he said in awe.

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Thanks for reading, Jen