Like Romeo and Juliet Part 1

Steeljaw gazed out at Cybertron from the terrace, watching other Cybertronians drive by and lights shimmering all around. Steeljaw feels at ease since he sent Quickshadow away, he's just thankful her brothers understood and still stayed in his pack. He still smiles when he thinks of the night he put her out of his building.

xxxxx

Steeljaw returned to the building defeated and sparkbroken, still trying to get over the fact that the femme he has fallen for and actually wants to mate with has ejected him. His Energon still boils at the thought of another mech having gained her affections before him. The thought that another mech will be kissing her and touching her and holding her and mating with her, it just enrages him and makes him want to kill that mech. He should be the one that mates with her and does all them things…

"Steeljaw!"

Steeljaw never thought he could ever cringe so hard at hearing his own name. He wants to go somewhere, anywhere, where he can be to himself and not have this glitch on him every second.

Quickshadow runs up to him and jumps up to wrap her arms around his neck and as usual, she starts kissing him on his face before pulling back and looking at him with her lovey-dovey look, "Steeljaw baby, you're home. I missed you so much. I was so bored with you not here. Did you miss me?"

Steeljaw rolled his optics, of course he didn't miss her he was happy to be away from her for a while. When Strongarm's question about Quickshadow being his girlfriend ran through his processor a shiver ran through his frame, no way in pit was he ever taking this glitch as his girlfriend or his mate. Never.

Before he could give his reply Quickshadow took in a big sniff and froze up. She pulled back and looked at him with the deadliest glare he ever saw on her face, "Steeljaw…" His name came out of her mouth with such venom it surprised him a bit, but didn't frighten him, "Why do I smell another femme's scent on you?" She asked with a growl.

In his sulking he never noticed that Strongarm's scent was still on him. He looks down and notices a bit of her paint is on him as well from when he held her down on the ground. His cable started getting hard at the memory of it, she looked so beautiful laying underneath him he could have fragged her then and there, but he held himself back.

Quickshadow followed his optics to the spot where he was looking and saw the white and blue paint on him, that confirmed it for her. Her optics went back up to his face, "Are you fooling around with another femme behind my back!?"

A growl erupted from Steeljaw's chest, he's had enough of her, "I've been messing around with other femmes behind your back! You're just too blind and stupid to notice!"

Quickshadow was taken aback by this revelation. She steps back from him with a hurtful look on her face, Steeljaw could care less, "How long?"

"The whole time you've been fantasizing us being together!"

"Fantasizing? We are together… Aren't we?"

"No! I don't want you, I never wanted you! All the talk of making you my mate were all lies, I never intended to take you as my mate, I was only trying to keep your brothers around! Yes, I was fooling around with a femme last night, a femme I'm really into! The femme I want to mate with!" By now Steeljaw was so enraged he was growling and snarling every word.

"But Steeljaw…"

"I've had enough of you! You're going to go join Thunderhoof!"

"What!? I don't want to join his team I want to stay here with you!" Quickshadow gets closer to him to hug him but he pushes her back.

"You're going to Thunderhoof and that's final!"

Quickshadow looked over at her brothers who were just standing there watching the whole thing unfold, "Guys, help me out here!"

"Sorry sis, but you have been going on his nerves. We actually knew this was coming eventually." Voltstrike said.

"If the boss wants you out there's nothing we can do about it." Saborfang added.

Quickshadow glares at her brothers, "Are you guys for real!?"

"Get out of my building!" Steeljaw growled.

Quickshadow looked at him as her optics filled with black liquid, she couldn't believe this was happening. She hung her head and put her tail between her legs as she turned and headed for the exit.

xxxxx

Now thinking back on it Steeljaw thinks he could have been a bit nicer about it since he was breaking her spark and he had just discovered that night what it felt like to have a broken spark. But with Strongarm rejecting him and the thought of her with another mech he was outraged, so when Quickshadow came up to him with all that he just snapped. But he would never deny that he's happy she's gone, it's been two weeks since that night and he's been more at ease than he ever been.

Well, as at ease as he can get. He's still trying to get over having his spark broken. He hasn't seen Strongarm since that night and he's looked, boy has he looked. He searched all over the place for her but couldn't find her anywhere. He doesn't know where she disappeared to. If only he could find her and talk to her, maybe he can find out who this mech is that took her from him and maybe he can help her see that he would be much better than any other mech could ever be.

"Where in the pit are you?" He questions as he looks off into the distance. Her face haunts him none stop since that night and it's killing him that he cannot touch it and caress it. That he can't kiss those luscious lips that keep crossing his processor. It's the biggest torture he has ever experienced and he hates it.

"Steeljaw!" Voltstrike shouts his name as he runs out onto the terrace.

Steeljaw's ears turn in the direction of Voltstrike's voice and he turns his helm to throw a side glance his way, "What is it Voltstrike?"

"I found something that will lift your spirit."

Steeljaw looks back out over Cybertron, "What could possibly lift my spirits?"

"The news is going all over Cybertron that Ultra Magnus is having a celebration tomorrow night for all the graduates from the police academy."

"So? What's it got to do with me? Unless there's something he has that's worth stealing it doesn't concern me."

"It concerns you cause it's a known fact that your femme will be at the celebration…"

Voltstrike never seen Steeljaw whip around so fast, for a second he thought his optics were malfunctioning. Especially when Steeljaw snatched the holopad out of his servos before he could even blink.

Steeljaw strolled through the list of bots that were to be at the celebration when his optics fell upon her name. He enlarges it to make sure he was reading it correctly, he read it correctly. Strongarm's name is there, she will be at the celebration. He has to find a way to get in.

"That's just the list of special guests, but every bot is welcome to join. You don't need a pass or anything." Voltstrike mentions as though he could tell what Steeljaw was thinking, "But you will have to cover up your Decepticon insignia."

"Thank you, Voltstrike. This really did lift my spirits.

"I can't believe you brought us along with you. You sure we won't get caught?" Razorclaw whispered with nervousness apparent in his tone. The four of them are waiting outside the house to be let in.

"Don't worry, we'll be just fine. Our insignias are covered up so there's no way any bot here will know." Steeljaw replies to the younger Wolf-Con with his usual coolness.

"Your femme will know." Saborfang throws in.

Steeljaw likes that they keep calling her his femme, it fills him with glee and excitement. Soon she will be completely and totally his, "Yes, but I know she won't say anything."

Razorclaw opened his mouth to voice another concern but before he could the announcement came that every bot was now allowed to enter the house, "Stop worrying, we'll be just fine." Steeljaw says as he makes his way inside with the three brothers right behind him.

The house was huge with so many rooms and hallways, a bot could get lost if they didn't know where they were going. There are so many shiny stuff that a Raven Decepticon would have a field day in this place. The three brothers were fascinated with it all as they never saw such a place, growing up in the lower part of Cybertron where all the poor bots reside you don't get many chances to be in a house like this. But Steeljaw could care less, his only focus was to find Strongarm.

The group wandered through the house looking at different things until they found their way back outside in the back of the house. It was so beautiful all lit up in blue lighting. The brothers were so fascinated they had pushed away their concerns and just focused on the beauty of the place. When they looked over at Steeljaw they noticed he wasn't looking at the lights like they were, he was looking up. Staring more like it.

The three follow his optics to where he's staring and sees a femme standing on a patio that's stretched out from the building. The same kind of lights surrounding it and shining on her face giving her a beautiful glow, "It's her. At last I found her." Steeljaw finally speaks after a few moments of silence. Strongarm then looks down and spots him. His spark skips a pulse as their optics meet. Then her attention is taken away from him when a mech in completely black armor with a visor over his optics appear next to her and start talking to her.

Steeljaw growled at the mech who didn't even know he was down there. How dare he show up and take Strongarm's attention away from him? Is this the mech she was talking about that she's in love with? If he is, he will be dead before this night is over. Steeljaw sees Strongarm heading inside with the mech following behind her.

"Steeljaw, calm down. You will blow our cover and reveal who we are if you do anything drastic." Voltstrike speaks up after seeing how outraged Steeljaw was becoming. Steeljaw closes his optics and calms himself. Voltstrike is right, he can't do anything to reveal who they are and get them kicked out of the house. Especially not before he has a chance to talk to Strongarm. Once he's calm he heads inside the house and looks for her, she has to be around somewhere.

He spots her walking into the room where the main celebration is being held, with that damn mech on her heels. Steeljaw follows them from a distance making sure to completely ignore the mech and focus on Strongarm. She's right there, so close and he can't do anything…yet. As long as that mech is near her he can't approach her.

Steeljaw weaves through the crowd of bots as he follows the pair, only taking his optics off Strongarm to see where he is going. A femme tries to stop him and talk to him but he pays her no attention, his optics stay completely focused on Strongarm. He sees her come to a stop right in front of Ultra Magnus himself, with Wheeljack and Arcee standing next to him. Steeljaw has seen their faces many times on holoprojectors and such so he knows exactly who they are, That's gonna make this a bit difficult. He says to himself as he watches them. He moves to get closer to her.

As he gets closer he sees her looking around like she's looking for someone. Could she be looking for him? His spark jumps at the thought, pulsing rapidly against his chassis. Ultra Magnus then walks away and Steeljaw gets even closer, not even noticing that the older mech had gotten up on a platform, "Can I have your attention please?" Ultra Magnus spoke and every bot in the room looked up at him as he began to give his speech.

Steeljaw paid him no attention, he didn't want to hear the old mech's rambles. He watched Arcee and Wheeljack as they turned to look at Magnus and listen to his speech. The mech next to Strongarm also looked up and took a step away from her. Steeljaw was relieved to see that cause it meant he could get closer to her. But before he could take another step towards her he sees her taking two steps back as if she knew he was back there. He slowly and carefully reaches out and he snatches her servo, pulling her back another step. She gasps before turning around to look at him, but then she quickly turned back around.

Steeljaw stood behind her as the two acted like they were just two bots standing near each other listening to the mech rambling on. But behind Strongarm's back, and set between them, their servos joined together in a hold. His claws wrapped firmly around her servo, refusing to let her go. The tip of his tail glides up her leg stopping at her knee joint as he runs his other claws along her side, slowly trailing down to her waist. Strongarm let out another small gasp in surprise but did nothing to stop him.

He leans forward a bit to whisper in her audio receptor, "Strongarm…" A hint of a growl came out with her name causing her to shiver. Steeljaw looks up at Ultra Magnus as he runs a claw over her aft, causing her to sharply take in an air cycle, "I've been looking everywhere for you…"

Strongarm turns as she grabs his claws to remove them from her aft and she starts walking to the back with Steeljaw following right behind her. As they moved through the crowd of bots they could hear a table being flipped over then Prowl yelling, "COME ON, LET'S GET THE PARTY STARTED!" That mech can never go to a party or celebration without flipping a table.

"Prowl, stop flipping my tables!" Ultra Magnus yells feeling fed up with the mech. Strongarm shakes her helm as she scoffs at the scene.

The two make it to the back where the drinks are and Strongarm whirls around to look Steeljaw in the optics, "What are you doing here? What could you possibly want to steal from here?"

"I'm not here to steal anything. I'm here to see you."

Strongarm takes a step back in surprise, "You're only here to see me? I told you Steeljaw-"

"I know what you said, but I had to see you again." He takes a step to get closer to her and takes in her scent. She smells so good, so delicious.

As Strongarm stares into his optics she sees a spark of desire ignite in them, such great desire just for her. She's never seen this much desire in a mech's optics before, especially not for her, "What if they catch you? You will be locked up or possibly even killed."

Steeljaw was surprised by her concern, he didn't think she would be so worried, She's concerned about my safety? That has to mean there are some feelings there.

"Strongarm…"

The two turn towards the voice to see the mech that had been with Strongarm earlier walking towards them. Steeljaw let out a small growl of displeasure.

Oh no. Strongarm knew this most likely wasn't gonna go well.

I have to end it here cause this was getting long. If I was to put everything I have in mind in this one chapter it would be super long, so I'm cutting it in two.