Same 'Verse as Chocolate Bars

It couldn't be denied that Sunstreaker was a beautiful mech. It's just too bad he knew it as well. Sunstreaker had to be the vainest and most ego filled mech of all the Autobots; even some decpticons. It was so bad that even if the tiniest dent or scratch could be found on his armour everyone would know about it, and Sunstreaker could be found buffing and polishing until he was once again shiny.

All the Autobots were of the opinion Sunstreaker was just being annoying and that his paint job was the last thing he should be worrying about. Teri, however didn't mind the mech or his tendency to continuously buff and repeat. She figured he was just like a human perfectionist... only he was a giant car. So she offered to wash him. The mech flat out refused, said no squishy was ever going to touch his chassis. He was disgusted that she even thought of it. That had hurt, but she bit down her emotions and walked on.

Months had passed and by this point she had befriended Thundercracker and his trine; and in all this time Sunstreaker had completely ignored her. She would secretly try to catch glimpses of the mech when he wasn't looking. Sometimes he caught her, other times he wouldn't. When he did though, he would give her this weird look, like he wasn't sure what to think, what to even make of her. Thunder had called her on it, asked her if she had a crush or something silly like that. She had laughingly replied that the mech would hardly let her talk to him let alone like him. His face went serious as he saw through the laughter to the pain, if he doesn't see what a wonderful being you are then he deserves himself. That's what Thundercracker had said to her right before she burst into tears.

Then Sunstreaker had walked in on her while she was playing with Ravage, the shock on his face was priceless. It even got him speaking to her for once, though it had been yelling, at least he spoke. It was weird though because every time after that moment, he seemed different around her, almost like he was hyper-aware of her presence. She would catch him glancing at her now instead of the other way around, and it was her turn to give him looks of confusion. No longer was the brightly coloured mech ignoring her, he was altogether hiding from her; if she entered a room he would be found soon leaving it. If she was walking down a hallway and he appeared, he would abruptly turn into the next room; one time he even ended up enduring a lecture from Ratchet for walking into his personal quarters without permission.

It stayed like that for a couple of months in which Teri felt horrible and so she started to avoid him at all costs. It hurt having to watch him literally run from a room just because she walked in. What had she done to incur the mechs treatment of her? Was offering a wash such an insult to him? She couldn't understand the mech.

Then one night as she was curled up on the transformer sized couch about to fall asleep, she felt the presence of another. The quiet whirring and clicking of his gears and machinery enough to wake her from her half slumber; but she didn't move, didn't make a sound. Not knowing who it was and half expecting Thunder or Skywarp to pick her up and bring her to bed she was surprised as the mech sat down and gently laid a servo over her; effectively blanketing her from the coolness of the air and acting as a heater, she instinctively snuggled closer.

"Why can't I stop thinking about you?" Came Sunstreakers voice from the mech beside her. She fought hard to not tense up in surprise. This was Sunstreaker? The mech who was disgusted to even think about her touching him was now deliberately touching her? And what did he mean? Thinking about her?

The mech over her sighed in what seemed frustration as he gently picked her up and held her to his chest plates. Then almost in the same movement put her down just as gently and whispered to himself what strangely sounded like, What am I doing? The mech then got up and paced. What was he doing? Why was he here when he could hardly stand being in the same room as her, let alone touch her?

Then it all clicked into place as the mech started to mutter to himself.

"You can't be jealous you glitch! Not of those idiot flyers." He said, than huffed out of the room.

He was jealous, and because of her no less. Wow. Now that was unexpected to say the least. No wonder he had been avoiding her.

The next day she was in a much better mood and it showed. That is until she saw Sunstreaker come out of his rooms late that night looking for all the world like a very distressed and confused mech.

"Are you ok Sunny?" She quietly asked as he was walking away from her towards the exit.

Not sure if she was going to get an answer or not, she was delighted when he turned slowly and answered her.

"Just need to get out and think." He replied to her.

Encouraged, she pressed on.

"Sunstreaker," she paused still unsure if she should try again. "Next weekend is supposed to be really nice and I was wondering if you would like me to wash you?" she continued carefully.

The mech gave her a surprised look before covering it with his normal playful glare.

"Sure femme, let's see what you got."

Then he turned, transformed, and sped away faster then she could blink.

Teris' shock filled expression slowly turned into that of a sinful smirk. Oh the mech would be clean alright, but she would make the process as torturous as possible. For payback of course, he had been a huge jerk to her since she met him. Just because he was figuring out his feelings was no excuse to hide from her.

This would be fun.

Just a little teaser :) R & R's are welcome!