I don't own Transformers/Beast Wars. Nor do I intend to use this in any way to earn money, honestly it's just my try at getting back into the writing scene after so long away.

Pairing:Prowl/Jazz(might stay as them or change later on. I like Jazz to be with the twins mostly, but I am not sure it can really work out for this fic. So you can tell me what you think in your reviews!), Ratchet/WheelJack/Ironhide, Sideswipe/Sunstreaker(for sure, perhaps Jazz later on if I can manage to work it in, though it might not work out.)

Rating: MA because at some point this WILL involve a lemon scene and it contains mentions of underage sex.

Warnings:Mentions of underage sex, like WAY underage. I in NO way endorse that, so please don't flame me for it. It's just part of the story. Um, yea so in advance I want to say sorry I haven't written in almost 2 years, and I am not asking for a break because of it, but I am not sure this will be the best thing ever. First it has no beta, and I REALLY suck with spelling and grammar. Second I think I have a problem with POVs, and staying in them. And third, the last thing I tried to write(though I haven't posted it out of fear of being booed out of fanfiction dot net) I was trying to not be just about the sex part and show details and stuff, but I became so obsessed that I think I put in TOO much detail, I dunno. So I am trying to find a balance, which is like why there is this long warning trying to explain that. So yeah anyway I hope it's not TOO horrible, though it probably is.

Summary: One day Prowl and Jazz take their sparkling Bumblebee to the park to play with his new and strange playmate, Bluestreaker. His sire had told him they would be playing and that's all that he cared about. After that he ended up as Blue's baby brother, and his to older caretakers, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker, this is their life on the hard cold streets up to and including into the start of the war where he finally sees his original Carrier and Sire again for the first time.

Oh and for the sake of the story, because I don't actually know the answers to what the true measurement would be in former speak, when the story starts out it's about a year(so I think that would be something like 10 vorns for the transformers) before the war breaks out, and these are their ages. I don't know yet if I will actually do the writing on their life on the streets. I might do a few chapter shots, in flashback mode to play them out, or maybe half and half; I haven't decided. We will just have to see. You can tell me what you think in your review.

Bluestreaker: about the mindset and age of a 7 year old

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker: about the age of 11

BumbleBee: about the mindset and age of a 4 year old

Lost Sparks

Chapter one: Noticed

Jazz was walking down the street back toward his mate and sparkling, who were waiting at home for him. He was out buying some goodies, when he heard the sound of a youngling crying around the corner of the store. He could hear the soft hiccups as he walked closer to the alleyway, curiosity getting the better of him. His audios picked up the softly spoken words even before he rounded the corner.

"I know you were home all alone, and I am sorry Blue. I promise we won't ever leave you okay; now please stop crying. You must be hungry by now, right? If you just calm down I can go get us some energon from the store and we can eat, okay? Please Blue, calm down. You know we hate it when you cry," Someone said.

"I'm sorry. I was just so scared you left and weren't coming back. Can we get energon goodies," presumably this "Blue", asked in a still watery tone.

"Wish we could Blue, but I didn't make that much from work. I'm sorry. It's just fuel for now. Maybe later, okay?" Someone else from the first talker said. Jazz was expecting a couple and their youngling to be there arguing. Heck it could of been anything other then what he witnessed and then he wouldn't of dropped all his stuff he had just brought. Yet there in front of him stood three younglings, obviously living on the streets for quite some time from the condition of their frames. The red one had moved in front of the yellow and grey younglings when he heard Jazz's things drop. Now that he got a better look at 'em, they all seemed a bit beat up. He did his best not to move too quickly lest he scare them off.

So he slowly bent to pick up his stuff, and he did his best to not seem threatening as he tried to check out their status. Their frames were mostly a mess. The way the grey one kept wincing when the wind touched his little doorwinglets, they were obviously bothering him. The red one seemed to have the most dents and be the one in charge. The yellow one had a few dents here and there, but other than that he seemed okay. He stood back with the grey one hiding behind him. He felt a pang go through his spark at the sight. Obviously they had been living on the streets for some time now. He finished his scan of them as he picked his last container up. He wasn't sure how to start talking to them, and then he remembered what the little one had been asking for before he turned the corner. So with a smile he dipped his hand into the container and pulled out a bag of energon goodies he had just brought for his own sparkling.

"Ah heard ya were hoping to get a treat. Well ya look just like mah lil 'Bee and ah always spoil him, but ah am sure he wouldn't mind sharing with you," Jazz said with the best smile he could manage and hoped it worked. He remembered his own times on the street and he would never have talked to a stranger if he could help it. The little grey youngling seemed ready to take it but then the red youngling quickly grasped his out stretched servo and gently pushed him back into the yellow youngling.

"Thanks, but no thanks. I told Blue that we can't afford it, and we just can't have it 'til I can." The red youngling spoke in a semi-harsh growl as he stayed in front of the other two. Thinking of it quickly, and knowing the red youngling was probably going to have them leave without anything to eat after this incident, he came up with a plan that he prayed worked so that they wouldn't go completely hungry that night.

"Ah am Jazz. How about this, 'Blue' there can have the goodies and you can come work them off at mah place, mah intended always makes a mess leaving 'is data pads laying around and ah have to be taking care of 'Bee. He gets the goodies and ah get a clean pad and some time with mah sparkling. Sounds like an awesome play to meh. Whatcha say?" Jazz said trying anything to get them both fuel and hopefully enough time to figure out how else to help them out of the streets.

"I have a job that pays credits, thank you. Blue can get some goodies when I get the credits next cycle." The red youngling said being insistent with the mech in front of him, while trying to slowly back them away. In a last ditch effort, Jazz walked a single step closer and held them out again.

"In that case ya can take 'em and pay me back in the evening cycle. Here, Ah'll even write mah address down and direction from how to get there from here. That way everyone wins, ya?" Jazz said trying his best to get them the fuel and make sure he can see them again. The little grey youngling's doorwinglets twitched in the same when Prowl, his intended, wasn't feeling so hot but tried to hide it. Apparently the red one had caught the action as well because he vented some air before going forward and grabbing both the goodies and the data pad.

"Thank you. I will pay you back." Was all the red one said before he was cut off by the squeal of delight from Blue.

"Thank you Sides, thank you thank you thank you!" Blue ran up and took them from this "Sides" and popped one into his mouth before handing one to the yellow youngling now standing behind them. With a nod of thanks to Jazz, the red and yellow younglings started to back up into the dark alleyway without ever turning their backs to him before slipping completely into the darkness. With a sigh, Jazz continued on his way home to his intended and hoped he would get the chance to help them again. He was home in a few minutes after switching into his alt mode.

With the three younglings still in his fore front processor, he climbed up the steps to the apartment complex he lived in with his intended and sparkling; Jazz wondered what he would do if they did come back. He doubted even if he did call the youngling services that the younglings would stay put with them; heck, they probably wouldn't stay with Jazz long enough to get them there. Anyway, it was obvious they were real protective of each other. They were most likely from the same Carrier and or Sire. He was for once at a loss of what to do. So lost in thought was he that he nearly didn't notice his sparklings chirr trying to get his attention when he walked into their unit. Almost, and that gave him an idea. Maybe he could get the other two younglings to agree to a play-date for Blue with Bee. That would give him time to subtly talk to them and figure out what was going on. With a sudden wide smile pulling at his lips, he picked up his sparkling who squealed in delight at the attention his Sire was finally giving him.

"How's mah lil Bee huh? Miss yur Sire did ya. Well ah am back and ah promise lil one ah will nevah abandon ya, okay?" Jazz said before nuzzling his face into his sparkling's making the little yellow sparkling coo at him. He could hear his intended standing behind him so he spun around so they were both staring at him.

"Was starting to wonder if I should send out a search party. I thought you only had to grab a few things. If I had known it was more I would have come along to help you, Jazz." Prowl said as he moved forward to kiss his intended's lips and getting a gentle nuzzle as well in return. Not sure if the younglings would ever be seen again, he decided it was best to keep the worry to just himself; no need for both of them to feel bad for the three younglings.

"Ah just bumped into some bots on the way out and they had a youngling with them so ah gave 'em some energon goodies is all." Jazz said while bringing his own sparkling to his recharge berth, after all it was well past his bed time, and he had already started to power down after being held in his Sire's arms. He heard Prowl vent some air and grinned, he knew it annoyed him how well their sparking acted for him and yet not so much for his intended.

"I swear sometimes I wonder if he cares for me at all!" Prowl huffed out as he watched Jazz put their sparkling down with no trouble at all. When he had tried, the sparkling had gotten into a wailing temper tantrum. After Bee was settled down fully he turned to Prowl.

"Now ah know you know better than that. Course he loves ya Prowler. He just likes it when we're both here to recharge; that's all." Jazz said as he put away some of the things he brought home, and listened as Prowl almost gave off a whine himself.

"More like he likes it when you are here to do things. When it's just me however, he just ends up crying and I don't know what to do to make it better. But you can just walk in and he ends up fine within moments of being within your arms." Prowl muttered as Jazz pulled him towards their own recharge berths after locking the unit down. With a gentle laugh and telling his intended he was imagining things and that their lil bee loved them both, he turned on the com for their sparklings room. He shut the door behind them as he started to show Prowl he was indeed loved. All the while, the thought of those three younglings were in the back of his processor.

END OF THE CHAPTER FOR NOW:

Yeah okay, there is chapter one. I hope it turned out okay. I admit this fic is unbeta'd, but I do have a vague idea on how I want this to play out. Well okay, more like a semi outline. I will try to update it weekly with no guarantees though. Reviews of course are welcomed and help motivate me to write quicker. This is the first time in two years I am writing anything at all, and on top of that the first time in I don't know how many years I am trying to start at the beginning of a story fic. And not just in the middle of a relationship and being a total PWP fic, so please let me know how I am doing in that regard.

I am also sorry if my POV made it seem impersonal. I didn't really know how to go with it because I always tend to mess up POVs. I was intending to be sorta Jazz's POV as if someone was looking threw his memories from years back. I dunno how good it came out though. Anyway, I am trying to make this a multi-chapter fic. I don't know how long it will actually be though, maybe, 4-5 chapters. Longer if I think enough people like it to make the plot thicken.

*Has been checked over and mistakes fixed by ChakraSwirls, please do go check out her exstensive list of fic's!*

Preview for next chapter: Sideswipe ends up going back to pay for the energon goodies, he hates oweing anyone anything, and ends up agreeing to a play date with the sprakling Bee, and while in the park things go horriably wrong. What happens to Bee?