I don't own Transformers nor will I make any money from this, I do however hope to make you like my story and to have you go read and review some of my other ones as well, so without further ado, read on.

Rating : MA for mature audience. There will be sub and dom themes as well as some S&M and BDSM. It'll all be consensual but sort of resisted as well as it be mech on mech, or slash so I am warning you now if that is not your thing then you shouldn't be here any longer or you will simply be upsetting yourself.

Pairings : Sunstreaker/Sideswipe/Hound Sunstreaker/Sideswipe/Jazz Hound/Mirage. Others may be included but the main pair will be Sunny/Sides/Hound if there is any pairing in particular that you would like or any idea please leave them in a review why you like them and how you think they could be in put into the fic and I will see if it can be added without messing with my idea of the fic.

Summery : The war is just starting and everyone has just picked there sides, witch sat well with Jazz because he was on the bot side and couldn't be happier, until he is called into the primes office to be told who his dom would be. This couldn't end well for him.

A Home to Call my Own

Jazzes pov: chapter one

I didn't know what to think; I had made it so long without being chosen, I just assumed that I wouldn't be getting one to which I was only to happy about. I mean who wants a dom to run their life? Then, last night the informative squad had landed near our base and everyone was wondering who would be paired up with whom. Before, when the squad would come to tell some poor bot that they had a dom selected for them I felt sorry because the sub would end up being connected to another and forced to do as that bot wanted but ever since the war started it was even worse; after all, what if Vector Sigma had chosen a con as your dom? It hadn't happened yet but everyone was just waiting for the first time to happen to see how it would be handled.

I had been curious who it would be this time; never once had it even occurred to me that I would be chosen. I mean, I knew I was a sub but I had never been chosen before; not even when my name was supposed to be chosen. Sigma had simply shook his head and moved on. I had just thought I was lucky and would never have to be force to be with a dom. So I was sorry for the bot they would choose but they never even stopped to call out the bot's name, they just asked Prime to follow them so they could have a few words in private. I had been worried that maybe Prime was a sub and that they had found a mech for him. I don't know what we would do if it was Megatron that was to be his dom. I went straight to Prowl, thinking maybe he knew what it was about, but when I got to his office he simply shook his head in answer to my unspoken question. With a sigh, I had a seat to wait it out with him.

It had taken most of the night and we had all moved to the rec. room so we could refuel ourselves when the squad was seen being shown to some extra quarters to recharge for the evening. I was confused; if they had just given Prime a dom they should be taking Prime to his new holder. Then again, if Prime got one then who knew how that would work out with him being Prime. I mean, sure he is a sub, but he is also a dom by being a Prime; I had just figured that as soon as one had become a Prime sub and dom didn't apply to you any longer. So it was with horror that he had come forth and asked for Ratchet, Ironhide, Prowl, and WheelJack to accompany him along with myself. Had they all been chosen to be given a dom?

Still, at the time I hadn't been worried it had been me chosen; no that didn't come till after Prime had sat down and sighed before saying he was sorry to me. I couldn't get that moment out of my head; the moment he told me that I no longer had control over who I was with or what I did. I knew that not all doms were bad but the majority of them simply take control over their sub's life and tell them how and what to do. They tell you how to live you life, what to do with your life, how to refuel, how to recharge, and as far as I know a dom had never allowed their sub to have their own bonded, even if they were in love with each other. It had something to do with them being a dom and being possessive.

They couldn't stand the knowledge that there sub would allow another to have them so intimately. They also had the ability to tell a sub to do something and the sub HAD to do as told. In fact, a lot of subs were just another mechs' play toy. They had been working on getting subs rights before the war broke out but since then everyone had been a bit busy to actually do anything. Even if they did, the fact that the dom had to take on full and total care of the sub meant that they should be allowed to do as they pleased is a very persuasive argument to a dom majority community. So I really was terrified when Prime looked at me with sad optics and told me there was a bit more that I needed to know but that for now I should go get some recharge and that he would talk with me in the morning cycle.

So here I am now standing cowardly outside the door fifty minutes late as it was. I know I shouldn't have made Prime look bad by being late but I have honestly never been so scared in all my life. I don't even know if my dom will allow me to stay in the autobots army. I mean, they could force me to sit in some tiny room for the rest of my life. The worse part was something was obviously wrong because the squad should have had no problem calling my name out and simply telling me straight out that a dom was found best suited for me. I'm not all that positive how it works out but they feed the names of all bots who come of age into a computer that has a tiny bit of Vector Sigma's spark in it to make the best match for bots.

They had done it to stop bots from randomly seeing a sub and deciding that they would just take him and do as they pleased. It was a good idea in theory until bots decided to wait till they got their own sub then they did as they pleased. Laws had started to be made on how a sub could or could not be treated by a dom regardless that it was their own sub, but not much had come of it before the war broke out with the cons and now they had moved on to deal with a new threat so the subs had been pushed to the back of the line on getting help. Funnily enough, there aren't many subs on the con sided and if their is a sub there I would guess it was because their dom forced them to come with. After all, what sub in their right mind would go with a bunch of doms about to start a war only to be forced to do Primus knows what.

I cycled some air into my vents before I finally lifted my arm to knock on the door; I know by now they must have noticed me just standing there. No one had said anything and for that I was grateful. It only took a moment for Prime to call for me to come in.

"Jazz, this is Sparker. He is here to explain some things to you for your dom is slightly different. Please sit down." Prime said gently, not bothering to ask me why I was late nor did any of the other mechs in the room comment on it.

"All right Jazz, your dom situation is a bit different from others in the fact that there are three of them instead of one. Now that is to say they are mated to some bot and then the other one is a spark split twin brother, which is why it took so long to get you your dom, to which I apologize. I had believed with them being split-sparked and bonded that they would have no use of a sub, so we had not entered their names before. It was not until recently that I was made aware that their bonded actually already has a sub, so I threw their names into Sigma's sparker computer really not expecting much but the minute I did your name popped up." Sparker explained as he started to shift through some data pads.

"So who is my dom then? One of the brothers or the bonded with an sub already?" I asked, slightly confused as most mechs stuck to one mate if they had a sub that wasn't their bonded.

"You would belong to both brothers as if each was your dom. That won't be hard seeing as they never separate anyway, so you don't have to worry about separate living arrangements or anything like that. There is, however, the small problem of them not even being currently in the galaxy; though, they should be here with in a few day cycles. Another problem would happen to be their life style. They are currently only being allowed in the air space, the landing area, and surrounding buildings by getting a pardon to pick you up. Ultra Magnus wants to offer them a full pardon in hopes that they will join us, but I wouldn't get to hopeful about it; they are not the type of mechs to sit around taking orders. However, I am of the belief that they will treat you well." Sparker continued to tell me about them while my mind swirled with the thought that I had been paired with a bunch of criminals. One of the other mechs there places a hand suddenly on my shoulder drawing my attention.

"I know it seems like a lot and there are even a lot of mechs who are indeed cruel to their subs; what I can tell you is they are not gentle but they will be nothing like the other doms you have seen in the past. There isn't a lot to worry about with them. I doubt that they will want you sexually as they are already bonded and as far as I can tell the other sub they have has not been taken by them. He is treated well. If anything they will probably connect you with him which could be a good thing." The unknown dark blue mech tried to reassure me and I was grateful for it; though it didn't help but I was grateful none the less so I threw on a smile and nodded.

"If they don't want me is there anything I will have to do for them? Have they told you what they will do with me being in the autobots' army? They are autobots right? Please say they are." I was almost begging the last part, I mean, I know they were at least some type of criminal but they hadn't said they were cons.

"They are not cons but they are also not bots. I don't know which way they would go in the end; if at all. As it is, they tend to toe the line between each side. I know the have helped the cons with a skirmish last year but they also did a semi evac of the people in the area before doing as such. They have also sold the cons out to us when they believed what the cons were doing was to much. So I have no idea what they're doing." Sparker took over again; informing me of what he can. He went on to say they didn't really know much of the twins because they hadn't even known they existed until they were treated by one of the bots field medics. They handed me some data pads on how to act around one's dom, how to take care of them, and things I should try to do and not do. Then they slipped a collar around my neck, sealing it shut in the back, allowing the rest of the world to know that I now belong to some other bot.

"By the way their names are Sideswipe and Sunstreaker." The unknown bot called out to me as I started to trek my way back to my room, wondering if I would be allowed to stay here in my home.

Ok long I know and a lot of talking and explaining but I didn't want to just jump into the story without explaining some what how everything works so everyone isn't completely confused. There will be more focus on others later on in the fic for now it will mainly stay with Jazz and Sunstreaker and Sideswipe. I will get back to my other fics as well don't worry it will just take some time but hopefully not that long. As well as the fact that I don't have a beta right now so all my things are not checked over so any mistakes please point out and I will do my best to fix them and try to not make them again. Please leave a review and I hope you liked the semi start. *FIXED* Spelling should be better now! THANKS TO AYAMI1 FOR DOING THE FIXING!