AU-Fireflight, Tracks-My Vampire Boyfriend

Rating-Hell if I know

For Katea-Nui, who wanted a story about Tracks from 'Just Another Pretty Face' dating an innocent Fireflight…I hope you enjoy it girl. Also, I have no idea if they do use the word boyfriend, so I'll be using mechfriend instead…don't know if they use that either but who cares it's about Fireflight and Tracks, they do what they want to do!

Fireflight smiled brightly at his brothers as he introduced his new…mechfriend…which really was going to be a little hard considering he was holding abit of information from them…like how he worked at a bar…as 'costumer service'…or that he was quite abit older then the flier was…that he worked for special 'mob'…oh, and the fact that he was a vampire…that was the big one.

"So," the youngest watched his gestalt members study the figure beside him, "this is Tracks…"

The Corvette smiled at the group, "It is a pleasure to finally met you all."

"The feeling isn't mutual."

The small flier frowned at Slingshot's words, he was hoping this would go well…afterall he himself had already met the racecar's 'guardian and was happily accepted for a bot that was just what they considered 'normal' instead of a vampire.

Fireflight happily snuggled up to the taller mech as they were lead down a corridor by Prowl, the Senior of the clan that Tracks was apart of…apparently there were different clans lead by different Seniors who all worked under one main mech and he could feel the tension in the air as he was soon to be introduced to the 'Lord.'

Would he be rejected for being a normal bot and sentenced to be killed for knowing their secret…would he have no choice but to join them…would they go after his brothers…the questions kept rolling until they came to a giant metal door.

The Praxian said something in some foreign glossa he had only heard the other Vampires use…his mechfriend once said it was the language of the ancients and was kept for it's secrecy and elegance on words. He had to agree…the language was beautiful when spoken even if he had no idea what was being said.

The door slid open and they were lead to a room that looked…like a giant library…not what he was expecting, his imagination had supplied him with images from horror movies where the 'Master of the Undead' would have corpses and torture devices hanging from the walls and ceilings…not a trip to the district where you went to do research.

"Sir, Tracks and his guest are here to see you."

The younger bot shuttered his optics at the sudden accent used by the door-winged mech…must be only used when they were back 'home'.

He focused on how the Ruler must be like to be able to control multiple clans of energon suckers…would he be scary looking…dangerous…hateful…

His thoughts were derailed by a sudden laugh and the pede falls of somebot rounding the corner to come and stand in front of them and never in his whole life had he felt so small…at least the huge mech's friendly smile helped him feel a little better as the large flier beamed down at them, "Why, hello young one, I am Skyfire, Ruler of the Vampirics."

He nearly giggled at the memory, who knew the Lord of the Undead was such a sweet mech, the shuttle nearly hugged him to death and thought he was the cutest thing ever. Though he had a feeling if messed with, the ancient flier would have no problems stopping whatever was threatening him or his clan.

Fireflight glanced over to where Silverbolt and Tracks were now talking, probably drilling the multicolored mech with questions about their relationship, he didn't have to worry, the racecar was good at keep what he wanted hidden while still given bits of the truth out.

"So…how is he?"

He turned his helm to stare at Air Raid, "At what?"

A leer, "You know, how is he at 'it'?"

"Oh, OH!", he couldn't help but blush, "He's…amazing…"

Then again he was practically an escort and a vampire, who had orns of practice and the face drive like now other, so yes, he would be amazing.

Sky Dive leaned in, "So…what have you two done?"

The youngest shuffled as he glanced over to where his gestalt leader and mechfriend were continuing to chat, "Mostly makeout…"

"What? You want even do that with us!"

"Well, Raid…he's helping come out of my shell…"

He…never had done this before and to experience for the first time and it felt…wonderful… He let out a giggle as they separated, the other's optics gleaming brightly as he leaned in for another kiss before breaking off with a smile, "You…taste exotic, Flight…I think I could kiss you all day and night."

His spark sailed at the words, "So I wasn't bad at it?"

The smile turned dreamy and suddenly his cheek was being stroked, "Not one bit…I believe you are better at then I am."

He couldn't help but laugh and give the other a playful shove, "You are so full of it!"

Arms pulled him closer and he was once again surrendering himself to the older mech as they each explored what the other had to offer, the separated again, "Your such a sweetie…a wonderful little sweetie…if I wasn't the gentlemech that I am, I would have you in my berth just for being the delicacy you are."

"Umm, please, don't use that word…"

Tracks gave him a confused look, "What word? Sweetie?"

"No, delicacy…it sounds like you're actually going to eat me…"

Shuttered of the optics and suddenly the vampire was laughing out loud and hugging him close, "Oh, you don't have to worry about that, love, you are too adorable for such things!"

A light kiss to the top of his helm, "Besides…I rather have you here like you are now."

"So how did you two meet?"

"Raid, you are being awfully noisy."

"Did you just say 'awfully', I think your mech toy is rubbing off on you, Flight."

Fireflight rolled his optics at his brother's statement, "Funny, but just so you know we met the night I got lost in town…I went in were he worked to see if I could get some directions, struck up a conversation and the next thing you know I'm dating him."

"…You have no idea how it all happened do you?"

The young flier smiled sheepishly at the other, "Not really…I was more worried about getting home but he made me feel better," he glanced down at the floor, "he's really nice to me…"

"You really like him don't you?"

They all glanced up to stare at Slingshot, who had remained quiet for the most part, their youngest brother just smiled at the question, "If I didn't I wouldn't be here with him."

Literally…

Air Raid poked him, "So how's his family, what are they like?"

"They're…different…his closest…brother…is Hound, he's a nice guy and really friendly, then there's the Twins, Sunstreaker and Sideswipe, even though they constantly cause trouble, their new mate keeps them from making to much of a disturbance. His oldest brother is Prowl, he's always busy and out doing business leaving the second oldest Bumblebee in charge and then there's-"

"Whoa…does he really have that many family members?"

Fireflight laughed, "No, they all worked together for so long they consider themselves 'brethren' and they're all so cool, you should meet them."

Of course, he would have to be careful to keep the vampires a secret…they don't like strangers and just because he got accepted didn't mean they will.

"So, you aren't freaked out over it all?"

He stared at the cube placed in front of him by the bartender before looking up at the mech, Ratchet…he worked at some hospital somewhere but for some reason came to work as a bartender here at night…something about feeling at home here now.

"It took me awhile to get used to it and I had the twins helping me."

Huh…oh…

A shrug, "I don't know…I mean he's really nice to me and he understands that a gestalt runs about the same as your clan…except without the energon sucking…or immortality…or the rival clans trying to kill us…"

The white mech just chuckled, "I can see how it's alike, trying to stay true to your brethren while also trying to date someone from the outside can get a little complicated on both sides," he picked up a cube and went about cleaning it, "so does your gestalt share like our clan?"

The flier stared at him, "Share…you mean swap around partners?"

"Yep."

Blunt isn't he…

"Well…Tracks is my first…partner…outside my gestalt but I do know two of my other brothers do."

A nod, "Yeah, I'm glad you're used to those things already, it made you easier to accept…it still takes me by surprise when the twins want to share with somebot else. Personally, I think they have a kink of watching…they get off on it…"

A shudder racked through the younger's frame, "I didn't need to know that…"

The medic laughed at him, "Trust me, it's weird at first…but you get used to it."

"So I shouldn't be surprised if Tracks wants to…share?"

"Hmm…I don't think he would do anything you wouldn't want to do or force you…he cares to much for you to do anything like that."

His wings fluttered, "You…you think he actually cares for me?"

Another laugh and the mech just smiled at him, "I've never seen him happier."

"That went well."

Fireflight smiled up at his oldest brother, "You mean you like him?"

Silverbolt nodded, "He seems more…mature then the other bots you've dated, acts older for his age, acts older then he looks."

That's because he is older then he looks.

A brief smile was given to the smaller mech, "So when do we meet his family, cause it seems everybody here approves of him."

Oh…he didn't think if that…

Oh, Primus…this might be harder then what he thought it was going to be…

-Here ya go Kate…hope you enjoyed it…

Really though, this was for me to test out the new programs I have writing and I want to make sure they work before I put up any more chapter in the other stories…so here's hoping