ProwlXJazz Songs Chapter 1, a transformers/beast wars fanfic

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Monsta Boy-Sorry (I didn't know)

"I can see my whole world changing

Theres no need to live if I cant be with you"

Prowl had always been a logical thinker. If something couldn't be done logically, then there was no reason to do it. The tactition always had every single small detail planned out. Nearly nothing happened without being expected. But there was one execption to that rule and it went by the name of Jazz.

The saboter could never be explained, he was just far to hard to understand. Jazz did everything on a whim; what music he played, what he said, who he hung out with, and what he did in general. They were complete opposites and yet, Prowl could not stop himself from feeling drawn to other black and white mech. The tactition had decided that he was perfectly happy to just be near the saboter. That was more then enough, for now.

Stephanie Mclntosh-So Do I Say Sorry First

"I'm flawed

I'm so imperfect"

Everyone knew that Jazz was one handsome mech. The saboter could very easily get any mech he wanted just by saying a few words. So why was it that Jazz had fallen for the hard aft tactition? Prowl could honestly say that he had no clue. He wasn't nearly as good looking as the other, and his personality left a lot to be desired.

"Jazz," Prowl had cornered the saboter after a meeting one day, "I demand to know. Why is it that you picked ME? Out of all the mechs you could have easily had, why me?"

Jazz had smiled softly, optics bright behind his vizor. "Ya really wanna know, Prowler? It's because you're my logical half an' I'm yer emotional half. We were just meant for each other. Neither one of us is perfect, we're flawed without each other an' I wouldn't have it any other way."

Bullet For My Valentine-Curses

"I remember when we all used to kick back,and take days off school,

So many times I've smiled many times I cried but never did we try"

There was simply no way to deny it; Prowl missed the way things use to be. He missed the days when he was back training under Master Yokitron, the days where he wasn't directly in the middle of the fight but was allowed to train freely. If only he could go back.

Jazz, although he would never fully admit it, also missed the old days. The days were he use to teach and train young bots at the Acadamy. He also missed the days when he would just go to one of the nearby music classes to listen to all the young bots play.

Both cyber ninja's missed their lives on Cybertron, that much was true. They had both sat up many nights, alone, with memories of their past lives running through their heads until they fell restlessly into recharge.

Bullet For My Valentine-Scream Aim Fire

"The call is made It's one for all

Will I meet my maker?"

This was it, the final battle. At the end of this day, only one fraction would remain, Autobot or Decepitcon. The battle field was filled with the sounds of fighting and the cries of the wounded.

Prowl glanced around him as he shot a 'Con directly in the spark, looking for a certain white and black Autotbot. Blue optics widened as he watched his bond-mate take a shot that was ment for the young Autobot scout, the lazer easily tearing through his thin metal plating.

"JAZZ!!"

Prowl quickly dashed over to his bond-mate, fear gripping his spark. He collasped next to the Saboter, pulling him to his chest. "Jazz!? Please Jazz!"

Blue optics flickered on as Jazz's body continued to spark rapidly. "P-Prowler?"

"I'm right here Jazz. I'm here."

"Heh," came the weak reply, "Why are you over here? You should be stopping those 'Cons."

"Not without you Jazz. I will not allow you to enter the well of all sparks yet. Not now. Do you understand me?"

"You got it boss."

Bullet For My Valentine-Seven Days

"Why is it

You can't say no to this one thing?"

"Why can't you ever say NO...to ANYthing?"

Jazz looked up from his card game with the twins to see Prowl hovering over him, arms folded over his chest.

"Huh?"

A sigh. "Jazz, you signed up for extra patrol hours. Why?"

"Because someone needed to replace Bumblebee while he's in the medbay."

"And no one else could do it because?"

Jazz shrugged, turning back to the card game, "I was the first one they asked."

Prowl mumbled under his breath as he turned and stormed out of the room.

"What's stuffed up his tail pipe?" Sideswipe asked.

"You know how I just got out of the medbay? Well, I'm suppose to be on light duty, that includes patrol. And I hate feeling like I'm useless so I took over for lil' 'Bee for a while. Prowl hates it because he doesn't want me to be over working myself at all."

"Like he always does?"

Jazz laughed brightly, "Pretty much, but I guess I really can't ever say no."

Bullet For My Valentine-Hand of Blood

"Theres a pulse and its deafening.

I can't help what I hear in my head"

"P-Prowl, what have you done?"

The tactition glanced up from his energon stained hands, blue optics dull. At his feet lay the body of a seeker, wings ripped off.

The look in the other's eyes froze Bluestreak to the core; they were empty, cold, and hard. It was the look of a mech that no longer had anything to lose. Which, in Prowl's case, was very true. The seeker before the black and white mech had been the one to offline Jazz, had been the one to take his bond-mate away. And as a result, he needed to be justly punished.

Prowl looked away from the shocked gunner, blue optics once again falling onto the body at his feet. And as the energon slowly dripped from his fingers, Prowl finally allowed himself to break down and cry.

Bullet For My Valentine-Waking The Demon

"Walking in shadows

Watch the blood flow"

"You took 'im. You took his spark from me. So now, I'm gonna take yours."

The black and white saboter could be very frightening if need be, and this time was no exception. Before him stood the Decepticon that had taken away HIS Prowl, HIS tactition. And Jazz fully intended to extract his revenge, a very slow and painful one.

Megatron sneared at the small Autobot before him. "YOU think that you even stand a chance against ME? Do not make me laugh Autobot scum."

What the great and powerful Lord Megatron did not know was that when he had taken the tactition away from Jazz, he had awoken a demon. A demon that would never rest again.

Evans Blue-Stop And Say You Love Me

"Because I will lose it in your eyes, I see firelight in your eyes

I know that things will be better when you are by my side"

When their relationship had first started, Prowl had treated it like everything else in his life, with pure logic. He soon learned, however, that that method would never work very well when it came to Jazz. The saboter was far to unpredictable, unstable, and unlogical. It didn't matter how many different angles Prowl looked at it from, he could not crack the code that was Jazz.

Jazz, when their relationship had first started, viewed it as a great oprotunity to finally get Prowl out of his shell even if it was only by a little. However, as the months went on, he found that the tactition only allowed himself to open up around the saboter himself. And Jazz found that he was perfectly fine with that. He knew that when Prowl was around him, he was a better bot and things always seemed to go around better.

30 Seconds to Mars-Fallen

"I used to live out

on the moon"

It was easy to see why they got along so well. They came from the same planet, they had the same respect for life, and they were both Cyber Ninjas. Prowl found that he had the first person he could hold a truthfully intelligent converstation with and Jazz had found someone he could train with. They were completely happy to just be around each other, at least for now.

Blink 182-All of This

"It all just goes to show how

Nothing I know changes me at all"

Prowl could fill his processer with tons of information and still have room to spare. He was nearly always learning something. His favorite thing to learn about seemed to be ways to make Jazz smile. Prowl would use each and every techniuqe he knew in order to make the black and white mech smile. However, every new thing that he learned never seemed to change the way Prowl looked at the real world. Everything was still about logic, everything but Jazz. Jazz was bright, bubbly, and happy-go-lucky. And Prowl was perfectly fine with that.

R&R if you wanna. Just remember flames can, should, and will be used to roast marshmellows.