A/N: I... thoroughly enjoy this pairing. I looked all over , but NEITHER have a story. Well, I think Huffer does. He has a one-shot. A one-shot. Not one-shots. Just... One. -sighs- So... I thought, Hey, why not? I love them, they're under appreciated and I just saw both on my G1 Season One episodes on my iPod. AND! To inspire me more, I sat and been listening to 'Bad Romance' by Lady Gaga. XD I think the song fits them, don't ya think? Yeah, not really, but in THIS it does... 3

Disclaimer: I soooo wish I owned these guys. If so... Well, I doubt Transformers would be PG anymore... 3 And there would be a LOT more Huffer and Gears and Tracks!!!!

Summary: The rumors didn't matter back on Cybertron. Not even on the Ark. So they certainly don't matter now. They knew the truth. The other Minibots had always said he had potential... They just never knew how much. No bot except Huffer...

Measure of Time:

Click 6 Earth Seconds

Also referred to as an Astro-Second

Breem 8.3 Earth Minutes

Joor 1 Earth Hour

Cycle One Earth Day

Solar Cycle = Daytime

Lunar Cycle = Nighttime

Orn Two Earth Weeks

Stellarcycle One Earth Year

Vorn 83 Earth Years

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"I bet Gears is secretly a Decepticon!" A random, nameless Autobot said. Gears ignored it as he entered the Room. It got quiet, like it normally did when Prowl or Mirage came in. He was waved down by the Huffer and Cliffjumper. He walked over.

"Hey." He said calmly. Huffer pulled him to the seat next to him, and Cliffjumper handed him some Energon.

"How was your patrol?" Cliffjumper asked him. Bumblebee joined quickly.

"Yeah! I heard you, Smokescreen and Blaster got some action!" The yellow Minibot said excitedly. Gears shifted uncomfortably.

"It... Wasn't much action..." Huffer didn't mind as he was pushed away by Brawn, who wanted details on the fight. The others were going off at a million questions a Breem. But when Gears looked over at Huffer, the purple mech just smiled knowingly.

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Gears moaned as Huffer kissed his neck, nibbling at the wires every so often. The mech on top of him slipped his hands in any and all seams he could reach. Gears pulled against his restraints as Huffer licked his chest.

"Huffuuurrrrr..." He moaned.

"Louder..." His lover whispered into his audios, toying with his port.

"Huffuuuuuuuurrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!" Gears screamed as he hit overload. Huffer laid next to him, and, unlatching the restraints, smiled.

"That's my sexy Black Ops..." He whispered. Gears smiled at him, optics fading from exhaustion.

"Your turn next Cycle..." He murmured. Huffer chuckled. It was a promise Gears made every Lunar Cycle. He managed to convince Gears that he didn't need it, that Gears didn't have to. Besides, Gears was always too tired to see to it. But he made it every Lunar Cycle. Huffer decided it was a weird quirk or assurance of his, and shrugged it off.

Earth, Ark, 1986 (10009 Cybertronian Vorns)

Gears shuddered as he repaid Huffer for every overload he received back on Cybertron. All of them. Huffer screamed and groaned Gears' name. Many mechs came, knocked and asked if Gears was hurting him or something. But Blaster or Smokescreen would come, and say 'Leave them', and that was that.

"Geeeaaarrrssss!!!!!" Huffer screamed as his hit the upteenth overload. The pessimistic mech panted as Gears undid the stasis cuffs and laid next to him.

"W... What... What was that...?" Huffer panted.

"Mmm... I think I owe you two more..." Gears murmured.

"Do it tomorrow..." Huffer said, pulling Gears to him. Gears smiled.

"'Kay..." Gears offlined his optics as Huffer held him.

"Good night, my sexy Black Ops..." Huffer whispered softly.

"Good night, my sexy Warrior..." Gears mumbled in reply.

Present Day

That was the last night we spent together.

The next morning, all Black Ops were needed on Cybertron to aid the femmes.

Huffer and I haven't seen each other since that night on Earth.

It's been 2090 Vorns since. And I miss him terribly. My memory banks go over our nights together every Lunar Cycle. My only hope is that I won't meet him again the way I am... I told Windcharger... And he was angry... That was four Decacycles ago...

Blaster's been over a few times since, and Smokescreen's with me constantly. I guess that's all I have to be thankful for, aside from my wonderful memories of Huffer.

But I always wonder why... Why did I never tell Huffer how much I love him?

-Gears

Cybertron, 12098

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A/N: XD This does faintly cross over with To Raise A Sparkling, and it contains minor spoilers for that. However, you do NOT have to read that to read this, unless you want some inside jokes, which there aren't many.

And yes, all up to 'present day' was Gears' memories through 3rd POV. The memory on the Ark and below was mostly a journal log. ^-^

DO NOT DARE ASK ME ABOUT BLACK OPS! I AM GOING TO EXPLAIN IN LATER CHAPTERS!!!! I WILL EXPLAIN IT AGAIN IN TRAS!

Just don't ask in a review... or a pm... Because it will annoy me, and all yer gunna get is 'Just wait damnit'. And yeah, THAT will be what you get. Nothin' nice. XD

Sooo... yeah. Thanks for reading, and please review! No Flames! ^-^

This is the prologue, because it is building up to the first chapter. XD