Okay, you can kill me. This took much too long to get up and I'm almost afraid the next one will too. But between writers block and playing Mass Effect day in and day out, I could only squeeze in a few sentences here and there when the insperation hit. I'm glad people have been seeing this story as different, thats what I was hoping for.

Anyways, heres chapter four. I made it extra long because for some reason this chapter didn't know when to end. There is also a new face who I couldn't resist putting in.

Also here is the time sheet. I made it simple for me to understand.

Nanoclick: 1 Second

Breem: 1 Minute

Joor: 1 Hour

Orn: 1 Day

Deca-Cycle: 1 Week

Orbital Cycle: 1 Month

Vorn: 1 Year

Also Kalu means dad and Kali means mom.

Chapter Four: Getting To Know You

Reshiram sighed as she laid her head on the counter. A few more patients and she and Kalu could go home. There had been many bots today coming in for their Orbital-cycle checkup. It was the busiest time of the Orbital-cycle because every patient that they had, had come in. Let's not forget the extra bots that needed emergency care or who were walk-ins. She just wanted to curl up in her berth and sleep.

"You look like you could use this Brightspark."

She looked up to see Ratchet holding out a cube of water. She took it gratefully and gulped it down. It was refreshing and she gave him a smile as she stretched her wings. Her left wing had finally healed. She still couldn't fly but Kalu assured her she would be able to in a few orns. For now though she was to stretch it as often as possibly to work the muscles and joints that had been out of use. She would hurt herself when she tried to fly if she didn't.

"Sweet Primus it's been a long orn." She said and handed the cube back to Ratchet. He nodded his agreement.

"So, seen your artist friend lately?" He asked her. She shook her head. No, she hadn't seen Sunstreaker for a while. She would go to the park sometimes when she wasn't busy in hopes of catching him but he never came. She was sure she would see him. Of that she was sure.

Reshiram had been surprised at how well Kalu had taken the news that she found a friend and that she liked him. His only warning was that if he hurt her in any way that he would personally see that his helm would be glued to his aft. She had given a nervous laugh at that because she knew that Ratchet would make good on his threat.

"He must be busy. He a very good artist, I would imagine bots would hire him often." She said as she shuffled through some datapads. Ratchet gave her a dubious look that she ignored.

"I know what you're thinking Kalu, but he was very genuine when he spoke to me."

"Reshiram, I only worry for you. You're putting so much hope into this mech and I don't want you to get hurt in the end. I would have to deactivate him." He said seriously. Reshiram placed a hand on Ratchet's.

"Thank you. I know you will always have my best interest at spark and I know if you had it your way I would never leave the house." She laced her claws with his fingers and looked up at him, her eyes shining. "But I really do believe him and I'm going to hold onto that."

Ratchet vented and placed his other servo on her head, rubbing softly. She thrilled and leaned into the touch.

"You trust too easily Rem."

When Reshiram left the house the next orn, she felt a sense of both excitement and dread. Her wings twitched anxiously as she headed out to the street. Bots looked at her but surprisingly they didn't do anything. Instead they turned around to finish whatever business they were doing.

Reshiram's brow furrowed and she frowned. 'That's odd,' she thought, passing by them cautiously as if they would spring at her in a click. 'Why aren't they doing anything?'

She let it pass and continued on her way. She was headed to upper Iacon by herself for once. Tomorrow was a special day that was made to celebrate Kalus. She had asked Orion Pax if he would pick a special item up for her in one of the stores there. She saved up every credit last vorn that she made to get Ratchet this one thing. Orion had happily agreed and said that he would have it for her before Kalu's Day.

She could just imagine Kalu's face when she would give him her gift. She just knew he would love it.

Had Reshiram been paying attention, she would have noticed the bot hiding on top of the building. It was when she heard a laugh that she finally looked around. She didn't see anything around her till she looked up and by then it was too late. A colorful liquid substance rained down on her. It was cold and gooey and covered her from head to toe. Paint, that's what it was. It was in her nose and mouth, making her cough. She was lucky not to have gotten it in her eyes. It also weighed down her wings, making the left one hurt.

She heard everyone around her burst into laughter. So that's why they had ignored her. They didn't want to give anything away. She felt the burning prickle of tears behind her eyes. She wanted to cry. It was humiliating, but all she could was stand there and listen to the roaring laughter that seemed to swallowed her up.

"Look at it Riot, so colorful." One bot said.

"Sure is. Best piece of art ever." The one named Riot said.

She was shaking now. Didn't they ever have enough? She wasn't the only organic on Cybertron so what was it about her that they found amusing.

A commotion drew her attention away from her thoughts. There was shuffling and yelling and she became worried. What was going on?

"What are you doing!?" Riot yelled. There was a crunching sound and a pained yelp.

"Stop it, you're hurting him." This voice was feminine. The next voice she would know anywhere. It was deep and silky, holding a tone of power that was to be feared.

Sunstreaker.

"I'm pretty sure that's my intention." He snarled and it made her shiver with its intensity.

As the paint dried, it allowed Reshiram to crack her eyes open. She had to be careful not to get any flakes in her eyes. When they fully opened, what she saw made her gasp. Sunstreaker looked like a dangerous predator as he pinned the culprit to the ground. He had the bots arms in his servos, twisting them in an awful angle and one pede was planted on his helm, threatening to crush him. Energon leaked from his mouth as he moaned in agony. No one dared to approach him to help their comrade

Sunstreaker bent down, bending the bots arms even more. "You call that art," he whispered darkly, giving a hard pull. Riot whimpered, "You're pathetic! But don't worry; I'll make you a masterpiece." With a sickening crunch, he ripped Riot's arms off with ease. Energon splattered everywhere and Reshiram watched as it splashed against Sunstreaker's body, covering his pristine paint and making him look beautiful in a horrific sort of way.

"Better." He said and with an icy glare at the rest who were crowded around them, he walked briskly over to Reshiram.

She tried to shrink into herself, the bawling femme and bots not registering in her head. Nothing else mattered but the terrifying mech coming closer to her. He was so different from the egotistical joker from before.

She couldn't stop from flinching when he stopped before her and placed a servo on her shoulder. From that touch she could feel the tightly balled anger, but what for? He couldn't possibly be so livid for her sake, could he? She felt him grasp her upper arm gently and tug. She shook her head and tried to pull her arm away but she knew such a feat was impossible with Sunstreaker. Reshiram was strong, but not so much that she could out power a mech of such strength.

Another tug with a little more force had her following in step with him. The noise quickly died away as she tried to keep up with his swift strides. Her eyes were shut tightly and she kept her wings and free arm tightly around her. Reshiram was afraid. Had Kalu been right? Had she trusted this mech too quickly? No, she wouldn't believe that Sunstreaker would hurt her.

She was aware when a door hissed open and she was pulled into a warm room. She finally opened her eyes and looked around. She was in a living room. It was of a medium size, furnished with comfort in mind with a large couch, two recliners and a big holo-TV. There was a table in-between the furniture and a couple desks against the walls that had pictures. The room joined into a hall where she guessed the berthroom was and a small kitchen with a round table with four stools. What she noticed the most was the beautiful works of art hanging on the walls and sculptures standing on the desks.

This must be Sunstreaker's home. But why did he bring her here? Her arm was pulled again and she was lead to the hallway and to a door on the right. It opened to a fairly spacious washracks. Why the pit was she being brought to his washracks.

"Would you stop being difficult. The paint is already dried and will take some work to get off." Sunstreaker finally spoke. It wasn't malicious sounding anymore but annoyed. She blinked and followed him.

"You can't…use solvent." She said; her voice small and hesitant. She was just so confused. What did he want from her, why was he doing this? This was all too intimate. She heard the water turn on and she was pushed under the warm spray.

"I know Ms. obvious. I just so happen to like some of the organic cleansers. It actually works wonders on giving a flawless look to one's armor." He said and walked in behind her. Her skin prickled at his close proximity and she shuffled uncomfortably. His servos touched the back of her neck and she gasped as he started to rub the cleanser into her feather-fur. His touch was still tender as he ran his fingers through her coat to remove the caked paint. It was soothing and she couldn't stop the purr from forming in her throat. She heard a snort of laughter behind her but she was much to content to care at the moment. She would be mortified later.

It all ended much too quickly though and when Sunstreaker stopped Reshiram was left feeling tingly all over. What strange things he made her feel. She tilted her head a little to look back at Sunstreaker. He was washing the Energon from his frame and she couldn't stop her eyes from wondering. She followed his servo as it drifted over his plating. Her cheeks heated and she gulped as he went lower and lower and she had to rip her gaze away before it went too far. She felt like a dirty pervert.

"Are-are we done yet?" She asked timidly. She should get going. She still had to meet Orion. He was probably wondering where she was by now. She didn't want him to worry.

"I guess so." He muttered. He reached over to place the cleanser away and his chassis pressed against her back. She held as still as possible, waiting for him to move. He was warm and a part of her wanted him to stay there, to do more than just touch her. She frowned. Now where did that thought come from?

"You know," Sunstreaker started and Reshiram looked behind her again to the still close mech. He hadn't moved yet much to her confusion. "I've never let a femme join me in the racks before. You should be honored." He teased; a look of wicked mischief on his grey faceplates. He pressed a button on the side and before she knew it she was hit with a gust of warm air.

'Oh no, not the drier!' She thought desperately as air ruffled her feathers and fur. It wasn't long before the drier turned off and much to her horror, her coat poofed out. She looked like a giant…

"Fuzzball." Sunstreaker smirked and pinched a small amount of the white fluff between his fingers. He had to admit, he quite liked the feel of her fur. She was so…soft. Like a high quality polishing cloth. He had the irrational desire to push his faceplates into it. His smirk grew. Reshiram would probably have a heart attack. Already she was shivering and it wasn't because she was cold.

"You…did that on purpose." She accused, turning fully around and looking not at all pleased with his amusement. Her blue eyes blazed with indignation and her red cheeks were clearly visible through her white face fur. He became a little worried though when curls of black smoke started to make its way through her bared teeth. She inhaled a deep breath and blew a stream of it through her nose. It was hot and Sunstreaker had to close his vents to keep it from choking him. Through the black cloud he saw her dart at him. She pushed him to the side, surprising him with her strength and made for the exit. He couldn't help but grin as he followed her out. So she had a temper. He liked it.

When he got to the livingspace he saw her sitting on her haunches, pink tongue furiously grooming her coat back into place. She looked like a frazzled cyber-cat. She growled lowly as he moved to sit next to her but she didn't stop in her cleaning.

"You are a vile mech you know that, vile. I should turn you into scrap metal and feed you to the cyber-vultures." She growled, licking her paw and rubbing her face. It was an endearing sight and Sunstreaker smirked. He never thought it he would find an organic…appealing.

Reshiram finished her grooming with her tail and stood up. She shook her coat and flicked her wings. What a slaggered. She couldn't remember a time she felt so angry at someone, so…embarrassed. But Sunstreaker seemed pit bent on teasing her as much as he could, to rile her up and he was doing a fragging good job too.

She turned around to see him looking at her. Surprisingly he was devoid of his infuriating smirk and was simply…staring, like he was examining her.

"What?" she asked. He didn't awnser her and instead, stood up and walked over to her. She turned fully around to face him, lowering her front and slightly spreading her wings defensively. A growl reverberated from her chest as he still came closer.

"You stay where you are!" she demanded and a strange look entered Sunstreaker's optics. He straightened; a growl of his own answering hers.

The moment Reshiram had put herself into a defensive position, demanding that he stop, Sunstreaker felt a trill run through him. She was challenging him. He never had a femme challenge him.

"Oh silly little Fuzzy, do you think you could stop me if I didn't." He moved to circle her and she moved with him, keeping her eyes on him to make sure he didn't do anything funny. She wouldn't put it passed him.

"What do you want with me?" she asked. Sunstreaker stopped his circling, seemingly to think but before she knew it, he took two swift steps towards her. She fumbled back, taken by surprise by his sudden movement. She tried to right herself so she could put distance between them but Sunstreaker was faster and his servo lashed out to firmly grip her jaw.

"To figure you out." He said, tilting his helm slightly to the side as he watched her. "I find you…interesting and it has been a very long time since I've found anything that's peeked my interest."

"L-let me guess," she stuttered as his thumb rubbed circles on her cheek. The purr came out without her permission and she chastised herself for giving into him, again, "I s-should be honored."

Sunstreaker smiled. Not his usual smug or dark smirk but a genuine smile. He looked breath taking, the smile lighting up his faceplates.

"If you want to be." He told her, letting her face go and standing back. "Now, since I have won this match of wills, why don't you tell me what you were doing before those slaggers painted you up?"

Change of subject. Reshiram sighed with relief. Thank goodness, that meant he was done harassing her…hopefully.

"Well, I was going to Iacon." She said. Sunstreaker's brow ridge furrowed.

"Isn't that a stupid idea? The nobles live there and with your appearance," he paused and gave her a critical once over, "They'll try and take you, again."

"I know that, but I have to! Tomorrow is Kalu's day and a family friend is holding a package for me." She said.

"Well why doesn't this friend just bring it to you?" Sunstreaker asked.

Reshiram sighed. "Because, Orion is a very busy mech, he doesn't have the time to come down here." She explained and turned around. "Anyways, I really have to go before it gets too late. Thanks for…helping me."

Sunstreaker huffed and walked up to stand next her. She was confused by his actions, hoping he wasn't going to start again. She might actually have to use Ratchet's special wrench lessons he always told her were very important to know, though the thought of denting Sunstreaker's pretty armor wasn't the most appealing idea.

"Now what?" she asked, eyeing him warily.

"What do you mean 'now what?'? I can't very well let you venture into the pit by yourself. Knowing you, you'll end up in someone's posh berthroom like some pampered turbo-puppy."

"No I won't!" She defended. She could take of herself. She didn't need Sunstreaker following her about like a royal guard. Although…the thought was temping as an image of the golden mech following her everywhere she went, warding off the everyday bots who harassed her and looking simply amazing doing so filtered through her mind.

She was snapped out of her thoughts when Sunstreaker gave an amused snort. She turned her head to level a dark glare at him which he smirked at.

"No matter how much you try, you'll never be able to tell me no." he said, a satisfied smugness rolling off him. "It's so obvious on your face that you want me to go with you, to go everywhere with you." He leaned down to her level and Reshiram took a step back with a small growl, pearly white fangs bared in warning.

A dark and beautiful smile slowly spread on Sunstreaker's face. Oh yes, he could get used to this. He had never felt so satisfied with a femme. They were always so screechy and annoying and were really only good for interfacing in his opinion. He tried mechs, since Sideswipe liked them and it had been an extremely awkward experience. But this squishy organic which he would have normally never bothered with, especially in the way he was currently, had caught his attention. Her beauty and personality had pulled him in and he wanted to unravel every bit of her.

"Well," Sunstreaker whispered, "Let's not keep your friend waiting." With that he moved away from Reshiram and opened the door, walking out into the bright light. He looked back at her and smiled mischievously.

Reshiram stood there for a moment, before she too exited the building.

What the frag was she getting herself into?

Getting to Iacon had been simple with Sunstreaker by her side. No one bothered them and when they tried, one look from the golden mech had them scurrying along in haste. Their expressions never ceased to make her laugh and her cheerfulness seemed to please Sunstreaker, if his small smirk was anything to go by.

"So," Reshiram started as they made their way through the streets. Sunstreaker hummed his acknowledgement, his optics closed against the sunlight, "tell me something about yourself."

Sunstreaker cracked a blue optic open to look at her. "I'm an artist" he said, smirking when the draca huffed and narrowed her gaze at him.

"I'm aware of that Mr. Obvious; tell me something I don't know. Like, what do you do for a living?"

"Be exceptionally good looking" he said.

"That's not a job."

"You're right, it's not but it should be. I should get paid 1000 credits every time someone looks at me."

"Don't you think 1000 credits are a bit much?"

Sunstreaker gazed down at her, a dejected look on his beautiful face. "You don't think I'm worth 1000 credits." He asked. Reshiram blushed and sputtered.

"I-I didn't say that, you're worth much more, wait that's not what I meant, I mean what I meant to say-" Her blubbering was stopped when gold fingers wrapped around her muzzle and lifted her face to look at Sunstreaker. Her face warmed even more when he smiled.

"There's no need for excuses Fuzzball, I already know what you think of me."

Reshiram frowned at him and swung her face from his grip. "My name is not Fuzzball and why do you always have to do that?"

"Do what?"

"Tease me. Do you have some perverse joy in watching me flounder around like a youngling?"

'Oh you have no idea.' Sunstreaker thought deviously and walked ahead of her.

"Oh of course not, but you make it so easy that I just can't resist."

Reshiram squawked indignantly and ran after him

"Get over here you pit spawned glitch!" She barked..

Sunstreaker laughed. "Only if you can catch me!"

"This is it." Reshiram said. She and Sunstreaker stood in front of a beautiful suburb house. It was two stories, colored an optic pleasing blue and white and probably cost three Vorns of her paychecks. Orion Pax wasn't a well-known mech in Iacon despite his tutelage under Sentinel Prime and he definitely didn't earn enough as a data clerk to pay for a place like this.

But his Bondmate did.

"Don't you think you're a bit late." a somewhat scratchy but not overly unpleasant voice said from behind her. She and Sunstreaker turned around, though Sunstreaker's reaction towards the newcomer took her by surprise. He lashed out at the mech behind them, intent on knocking the block of whoever had dared to sneak up on them. His fist was smoothly caught by a blue servo.

"Oh Remy dear, I thought you knew better than the hang around the violent ones." A pretty tri-colored seeker stood behind them, his white, blue, and red plating gleaming under the sun. His smirk rivaled Sunstreaker's in cockiness and set her fur on edge. Though the mech looked as relaxed and calm as can be, she knew he was bristling at the glitched intruder who dared tried to hit him.

Starscream.

She yelp and wiggled herself between the two dominate mechs, placing her hands on their chests. The feel of Sunstreaker's sparkbeat under her hand made her blush but she set aside her feelings to try and quell the fire.

"Stop Starscream, please let Sunstreaker's fist go." She asked politely, appealing to Starscream's good side with her manners. A crimson gaze stared down at her before nodding and letting Sunstreaker's servo go.

"You might want to keep your mech on a leash before he hurts someone." He sneered at the bristling golden mech as he stood back. Sunstreaker growled but didn't strike at the seeker again. She felt his chassis, vibrating with displeasure, press closer to her, almost protectively, though she knew she had nothing to fear from Starscream. He would never hurt her.

"Well then, come inside." Starscream invited though his optics continues to criticize Sunstreaker as the golden mech entered his home. It made the whole place reek in male dominance and Reshiram sighed.

"So, I see a few things missing since I was here last." She said, hoping to break some of the tension. Starscream snorted and waved a servo dramatically.

"You have Skywarp to thank for that. That glitch just has to touch everything. He's like a walking disaster zone."

Reshiram smiled. Though his voice sounded disgusted, there was a tint of affection.

"So, where is Orion? I thought he was going to be here to meet me?" She asked.

"He had some things to attend to with Sentinel. He wanted me to wait for you even though I told him you knew your way around." The seeker plopped onto a long couch, his wings sinking into the cushions and he let out a relieved sigh. Reshiram joined him, sitting on the opposite couch. She patted the seat next to her for Sunstreaker and he went to sit by her though he was anything but relaxed.

"Anyways, what took you so long? I was tempted to call Wheeljack."

She shook her head quickly. "Oh thank goodness you didn't. Jacky is helping at the clinic today and if he got worried then Kalu would notice and then he would ask questions and oh Jack can't lie to save his life and Kalu is so scary when he wants something and and and…..It would be sooooo bad." She babbled franticly. She would rather not have to explain to Kalu what happened today in the market area.

"Hmm, it's a good thing you got here then. So tell me what happened."

"Oh," she peeked up at Sunstreaker, her grey claws fidgeting when he looked back at her. "Well, there was a problem when, you know, I was heading here. It involved paint….and mechs laughing at me."

Starscream's optics narrowed. "I swear bots these days act like they were raised in huts. If I didn't already know that you would deny me the request, I would have asked you who did it so I could show those two-bit processors something real funny." He reached over to a dispenser beside him and filled two cubes with rich energon and another with a bubbly clear liquid. He handed the clear cube to Reshiram and then held out the energon to Sunstreaker. He watched as the mech eyed the cube warily and huffed.

"I'm not going to hold this forever, just take the slagging thing for primus sake." Starscream demanded and pushed the cube into Sunstreaker's faceplates. Sunstreaker had to quickly grab the cube before the seeker ended up spilling the energon all over his armor plating. That would piss him off.

Starscream quickly ignored the disgruntled Sunstreaker in favor of his conversation with Reshiram. She smiled weakly when his piercing optics burned into her, digging for more answer.

"And why am I not cleaning the paint off you?" he questioned, leaning over the table between the two couches.

Reshiram's face flushed, her brightened cheeks visible through her white fur, as she remembered how the paint had been removed. Gentle servos combing through her fur, a warm chassis at her back and the smell of organic cleanser and expensive wax, all of it floated through her mind and was likely to never leave. That same mixed smell was still with her, next to her in the form of Sunstreaker. She chanced a glance at him to find he was already looking at her, a browridge lifted. Her head darted back forward only to barely miss smashing into Starscream's and she let out a startle yelp.

The seeker gave her a curious look before redirecting it to Sunstreaker and then back at her. His wings twitched and she could just see the thoughts racing through that too smart processor of his. She really hoped he didn't get the wrong idea, primus he would never leave her alone if he did.

"Well," Starscream said, resting back against the cushions, "I guess it doesn't really matter. You're not hurt and that's what counts."

What!? Was he…was he letting her off the hook. No, no he had something planned, of that she was sure. The wily seeker never let something get passed him. She knew he knew she had a secret, and he would pry out of her for certain.

'My attraction to Sunstreaker must never be known to Starscream.' Reshiram promised herself. 'I'd never live through it…and he'd tell Kalu…'

Her thoughts were interrupted when Starscream ex-vented. She looked up to see he held up a metal box, 'Alluvien Ice' written attractively in neon blue. "I believe you came for this." He said.

She smiled widely and took the box from his servos. She opened the lid to reveal a glowing blue liquid contained in an exquisitely made bottle. It was high-grade, the best ever made and the most expensive too. She had been saving forever for this. Her Kalu loved his high-grade and had always wanted to try a bottle of Alluvien Ice. But with a middle-class wage, the price of the high-grade was way over his helm so she sought to fix that and this Kalu's day she would.

"Alluvien Ice."

Reshiram blinked and looked to Sunstreaker. "Uh, yes, it's for my Kalu. He has always wanted some." She explained. She was surprised when he chuckled.

"If you had told me you were getting Alluvien Ice I would have offered to get you a bottle for free."

"Free! You must be joking with me. You'd have to be really good friends with the maker to get a bottle of this stuff for free." She said dubiously. Sunstreaker grinned but before he could say anything, Starscream spoke up.

"Let me guess, you're related. I should have figured as much, you look just like Sideswipe, minus the red paint and pit-slagged grin." He said.

"Wait, you have a brother, and he makes Alluvien Ice?" Reshiram asked. Sunstreaker vented and rolled his optic.

"Guess I can't pretend to be an only mech anymore." He muttered.

"But wait, your brother must make a slag load of credits. Why do you live in lower Iacon?"

Sunstreaker huffed. "Because, we grew up there. We weren't going to move because my brother makes good pay. We can be just as comfortable where we are now as we could here." He explained.

Reshiram looked down at the bottle. "Oh, that's true. I don't think I'd want to leave either, even if I did have the credits. Too many bots need me and Kalu's help." She smiled up at Sunstreaker.

"Well that's all nice and dandy and I truly don't mean to rush you but if you'd just look out that window that there is no longer any light in the sky." Starscream said.

"What about it?" Sunstreaker asked. Reshiram gasped, almost dropping the box as she bolted upright.

"I have to get home, like right now!" She cried. She covered the lid of the box and bounded over to the door. Starscream stood up with a smirk and walked over to her.

"Thank you Star, I appreciate this so much. Give Orion my thanks as well." She said, wrapped her arms around the taller seeker, making sure not to jostle the box too much. He hugged her back before holding her back at arm's length.

"You can always tell him yourself. You have wings, you should use them. I don't know why you insist on not flying when you need to go somewhere." He told her, grasping her wings gently in both servos to spread them out.

"Because, it's scares everyone. That and I can't, even if I wanted to. A femme broke my wing and it's still healing." She said, missing Sunstreaker's dark glower and bristling armor. Starscream though, but passed on acknowledging it.

"Yes, Ratchet told me about that, another reason why you should fly instead of walking, regardless of what other's feel. Scaring them at the very least keeps them away." He gave up easily when Reshiram shook her head. The stubborn femme; always thinking of others before herself.

"Fine, be that way," Starscream pouted dramatically, crossing his arms over his cockpit. "You should get going and come back in about a Deca-cycle. I should have that comm-chip ready for installation."

Reshiram perked her head. "Really, that's great. I'll have to tell Kalu and Jacky." She turned to leave, Sunstreaker already out the door and waiting for her. She looked back and waved. "Thanks again, I'll be back in a Deca-cycle." She said.

Starscream huffed. "Don't be a stranger Rem, I insist you come to visit earlier than that." He demanded. Reshiram smiled and nodded.

"Alright." With that she bounded over to Sunstreaker. She startled when he placed a servo on her back.

"What are you doing?" She asked hesitantly. Sunstreaker didn't look at her but his face was slightly scrunched as if something was bothering him.

"Concentrating."

"Really now? About what?"

"About how to get you in my berth."

And that's when all of Reshiram's brain functions ceased. She stopped in her tracks, her face heating hotter than ever before and her jaw opened in shock. Had he just said what she thought he said? She could only stare ahead as her brain started to tick again and thoughts, thoughts she never had or ever thought she would have filtered through her mind.

"Wha?"

Sunstreaker smirked as he watched her flounder, her jaw opening and closing like those fish in the organic parks.

"I was joking." He said. He was alarmed though we her eyes hardened and her fur bristled. He didn't stop her when she walked up to him and hit him.

"That's not funny aftglitch!" She growled, her voice distinctly upset. She huffed, giving him another glare before walking off.

Sunstreaker didn't know what happened. He hadn't meant anything bad by what he said. It was a joke. He jogged up to where she was and blocked her way. She growled again but didn't try to move away.

"What, I have to get home." She grumbled.

"Obviously you took the joke wrong, you're the innocent type. No interface jokes from now on, but seriously there was no need to hit me!" He intoned.

"Because you're an insensitive jerk. You don't joke around about that kind of thing, especially with someone like me."

"What do you mean someone like you?"

Reshiram looked away and sighed before turning to face him. "You know what, it doesn't matter. Like I said I need to get home before Kalu makes a one mech search party…with weapons."

Sunstreaker walked beside her, not willing to let this slip. "No, tell me."

"Why, there's no need to."

"You know, to make sure I don't make the same mistake. You've got a serious punch." He said, trying to lighten the mood.

Reshiram stopped and gave him a tentative look.

"Come on, you tell me what you meant and I'll tell you something about myself." He reasoned. Primus he was whining like Sideswipe.

"Fine, but we keep walking."

"Fine by me."

"The reason is really simple. I am the only one of my kind on this plant. Therefore there is no one for me to mate with. So I apologize for hitting you Sunstreaker, but the thought of interfacing upsets me. It's a special intimate connection that I won't get to experience unless I move to a planet that has my species. I'm reminded of my differences daily and that's the one thing I don't like being reminded that I won't have. "

Sunstreaker had been quite the entire time she spoke. He listened to her voice's tone as she explained herself. She was sad and she longed for something beyond her reach. But he didn't think it was impossible. There was always a way.

"Do you have a valve?" He asked suddenly. Reshiram's head whipped around so fast he though it was fly off. Her tail flattened against her backside in alarm.

"I beg your pardon." She yelped incredulously.

"Do you have a valve? You know; a place between those little legs of yours that takes a spike."

Reshiram gaped at him. "I…don't think I'm going to answer that."

"Well then don't, but it you do have something similar to a valve then you can still interface with a mech." He explained.

"But there's still the problem that I'm organic. No mech in his right mind would interface with me."

Sunstreaker smirked. "Have you ever been to Kaon?"

She shook her head. Kalu had always told to her to never go there. Lower Iacon was paradise compared to the slums known as Kaon. Dirty mechs and femmes of all colors lived there and most of them were criminals and murderers. It was the darkest place in all of Cybertron.

"No," she admitted, "Kalu told me to never go down there, that it's horribly shady. He said he'd have my aft if I did."

The golden mech chuckled. "Yeah, it's pretty bad down there. But it's also the only place on Cybertron that I know of that has both cybertronians and organics mingling with each other. The bots don't care who it is as long as they have someone to call their own, someone to come home to." He explained to her.

She couldn't believe it. Cybertronians and organics…mating, being together. It was unheard of. She looked down as she walked. Why was Sunstreaker telling her this? Did he want her to go down there? Was she suggesting that she find someone there? And what did it matter to him? It was all confusing.

"How 'bout I take you sometime. There are some less horrid places down there I can show you." He offered.

She thought about it. It couldn't hurt could it? Sunstreaker would go with her; she wouldn't have to worry about someone harassing her. But what it Kalu found out? Lying to him wasn't an option. She could sneak out, though when she got back Kalu would most definitely lock her in her room for the rest of her life.

"Okay, I'll try it. But you have to come with me."

"Deal, now I believe I told you I would tell you something about me."

She nodded her head.

"Okay, so you know how Sideswipe is my brother right? Well he's more than just my brother; he's my split-spark twin."

Reshiram gasped. "Split-sparks are extremely rare." She said. She remembered reading about them once in a medical pad. There were only three cases known and they had died about four Vorns into their lives. "And you and Sideswipe…survived"

"Yes."

"Wow, I honestly hadn't seen that coming. I guess I need to meet Sideswipe and see the similarities for myself." She said. Sunstreaker shook his head with a smirk.

"He's a bit of a glitch, can't tell his head from his aft. He might send you running home."

Reshiram laughed. "Well I guess I'll have to be patient then won't I?"

"We'll see."

Ratchet paced the length of the living room, a frown gracing his faceplates. Wheeljack was sitting on the couch, watching his friend worry away. He had been like this for the past two joors. Reshiram had yet to come home. They knew she left to visit Orion but she had never once missed coming home on time. It was a cause for concern. Had someone kidnapped her of worse, hurt her to the point she couldn't make it home.

Ratchet almost had a spark attack when he heard the door hiss open. He spun around on the spot quickly. Reshiram stood there, blue eyes wide with surprise.

"Reshiram!" the medic barked. Before she had time to move, he wrapped his arms around her shoulder and squeezed. "Primus above, where the slag have you been you little glitch! Do you know how worried I was?" he demanded, pushing her back and looking her over. There wasn't a scratch on her. No patches of missing fur or feathers, no bruises or broken bones and she seemed to be in good spirits.

"I'm sorry Kalu, there was a little problem on the way to Orion's." she said and explained the events of the day to him. She told him how Sunstreaker had helped her again and how he made sure she got to and from Orion's saftly. She made sure to leave the part about the washrack out of her story. Kalu was sure to take it the wrong way and would most likely dismantle Sunstreaker for molesting his youngling…or something overdramatic like that. She knew it would end with someone getting hurt.

It was with a deep ex-vent that Ratchet spoke up. "I guess…I'll have to thank him then." He said, sounding like it took all his pride to speak those words. Reshiram and Wheeljack gasped.

"Oh no, the great and horrible Hatchet is going to speak words of kindness to a fellow mech. What ever shall we do Rem?" Wheeljack joked. The smile he was sporting was soon wiped off his faceplates and he jumped from the couch when Ratchet sprang at him, wrench in servo.

She laughed and jumped into the fray, intent on stopping her Kalu from killing Jack.

Today had been pretty good.

So here go. Some Remmy/Sunny goodness for everyone...AND STARSCREAM HADLIHDSLKJAHKLJSHDLKSJHDLKJ AJH! I love you! :B I liked this chapter also I am a little unsure about the end part with Rem and Sunstreaker. Did the explination she gave sound alright. Also, their romance will officially start in about two Chapters. Does anyone have any ideas on anything they should do as friends before smoochy smooch comes in. O3O

Also importent question. Since this is romance I want to know what your opinions are on how far I should take their relationship. Here are some things I want your opinions on.

1. Should there be any sex chapters involved in this story or should I just imply it. (Second option in boring! OAO)

2. Later, should Rem and Sunny find a way to have cute bebehs!

3. Should I have any jealousy between any of them.

Any input is fuel for my fire! Also, please tell me what you think about Sunny in this story. Have I been doing him justice. KTHANX

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