Dislaimer: don't own Bleach or Transformers

Ichigo sighed, another annoying day at work. His wings hurt his legs hurt and his head was building a headache, but it was the only job he could find. When they first arrived at the golden city Ratchet had just woken up and gave Ichigo a brand-new dent in his head. Ichigo's reaction was swing to the nurse's head, which he stopped mid swing. From then they followed the nurse to one of his friends' homes.

Wheeljack lived on the outskirts of the city, for good reasons. Ichigo had found out quickly that the mech tended to blow himself up daily. Still, though surprise to see his friend and three tag-a-longs the mech put up with them. Ichigo however, believes that the mech was just happy to have others around him and not run away. It was also thanks to Ratchet and Wheeljack that the twins were able to get into a real school, all three of them lack proper paperwork, and Ichigo his current job at the Iacon Docks.

It had been the only place that would hire him, everywhere else took one look at his wings and asked him to leave. All the Dock Master saw was a cheaper way to get heavy crates and boxes lifted without the use of a crane. Which for the first few months left Ichigo sore all over and hardly able to move once collapsing on his berth.

Interestedly enough, it hadn't taken long before Ichigo found himself surrounded by most of his coworkers. It started with a pink femme named Arial who invited him to join her and her friends after work at the favorite oil house. Through the femme Ichigo got to know her and her two mech friends, Orion; who Ichigo suspected was sweet on her; and Dion who had known the two since sparking. After that like a signal everyone was talking to the young flyer. Ichigo who use to having small groups around was a little overwhelm by the almost sudden crowding.

"Another tough orn Ichigo?" Wheeljack says once the flyer entered the safe part of the home. "Sideswipe and Sunstreaker will be home late, something about a project being due."

"yeah, I think this new Boss has it out for me." He flexes his wings and winches, sometimes he hated having flexible wings and not like what other flyers have. While in his alt mode he used his thrusters, he couldn't use them while in his bipedal mode. "They waited till the last minute, didn't they?"

The white and green inventor shrugs use to some of Ichigo's words sounding different. "I think so but who knows with those two. Ratchet left the salve for you near the wash racks and he'll be staying over at the medical center again."

"And he calls me a workaholic. Mech should take his own advice."

Wheeljack nods, "But we know that those in the medical field listen to their own advice," he says with a fond smile.

"You want me to check up on him later?" Ichigo offers.

The inventor hums, "Nah I'll take care of it. You need to rest; tomorrows your first orn off in what; two cycles? Am sure that our dear medic would tell you to rest."

Ichigo shrugs a wing, "hard to do with two very active kids around."

Wheeljack gave a concerned look, "Do you want us to look after them next cycle? You know we wouldn't mind it."

Ichigo yawns, "its okay Jackie; they hardly get to see me as it is. I don't mind spending a day with them. I'm used to it."

Wheeljack chuckles, "go recharge. I'll let the twins know you're here."

"Thanks Jackie," Ichigo first hit the wash racks. Luxuriating in the warm solvent water mix. He had a little trouble rubbing the salve into the seams and joints in his back, but Ichigo didn't care and was blissfully halfway into recharge before hitting his berth and the mountain of pillows on it. He could always get someone to rub it in later.

He woke up stiff and sore and yelling. Ichigo groans when he hears Ratchet's usual triad, he was either yelling at the twins again or Wheeljack. Judging from the smell of smoke he would have to say it was the inventor this time. He pulls the thermal blanket over his head hoping for a few more hours of sleep.

His housemates, however, had other plans as the sound of something hitting metal followed by a thud forces Ichigo back awake. With a grunt, he forces himself up and storms into the main room. Wheeljack is on the floor nursing a new dent, the twins were running and jumping around and over furniture, and Ratchet was hot on their heels with a youngling safe throwing wrench. It was made of foam and rubber and each sported the twin's names. Ichigo was sure that Ratchet had a wrench for each of them.

Walking out of the room he shared with the twins, Ichigo stopped short at the scene playing out. He was expecting Wheeljack to be on the floor with Ratchet waving his wrench over him. He expected the twins the be finding cover and should've have darted into their room. What happen was a stranger was nursing a new dent after falling on his aft, with Ratchet standing over him.

It would have been funny, if not for the Elite Guard symbol on his shoulders and chest plate. Another larger blue mech was holding the twins by the scruff bar and another had corner Wheeljack. The inventor nor Ratchet seemed worried though. Wheeljack seemed more amused while Ratchet seemed more annoyed.

Getting a little annoyed himself, Ichigo made a noise and had every optic turn to him. Including a pair belonging to a small femme Guard that Ichigo hadn't seen.

"Mind telling me what the hell is going on?" He flinches back when everyone started talking at once. "Shut up!" he yells, "One at a time."

"Are you these younglings' carrier?" the small femme asks.

"No, I was entrusted with their care by their carrier though. They were forcibly separated, and we found ourselves in a mech trafficking ring."

All three Guards mechs gapped at him, "That's a load of slag!" the red one said from the ground. "You expect us to believe that?"

"It is a…interesting story sir," the small femme shifted. "Do you have proof of this?" she steps further in Wheeljack's home, "You can see how this would look to us, after getting a report of two sparklings going missing."

"Yeah, I can, but what makes you believe that your missing sparklings are mine?" Ichigo crossed his arms and gave her a thoughtful scowl.

The femme was not intimidated by it, "Your twins match the description, including the detail of them being split sparks." She moves closer, Ichigo could see her hand inching towards her taser, "I ask again; do you have proof?"

Ichigo opened his mouth but Ratchet marched up and spoke. "I was there, I was sent to that facility by the Medical Board. It was my understanding that it was a place for former slaves. With Ichigo's permission, I can show you everything from orn one if you want. These three were being prep to be sent off with their memories erased, they partially erase Ichigo's." The new medic growls, "They were going to separate a pair of twins without care to their wellbeing."

The femme nods towards the red mech on the ground. "Ironhide, would you take that information please."

The red mech grumbles and glares at Ratchet. The medic gives him his own glare and tosses his wrench in warning. A noise from the femme has Ironhide get out a datapad and connects Ratchets cord to it. While they did that the femme turns back to Ichigo.

"How did you come to be here?"

"Came here because I could see it from where we escaped. We didn't want to leave Ratchet there knowing what could have happened." Ichigo shrugged his wings, "Nearly had to dodge three flyers as we were leaving."

" I see, you had to have flying lessons before you could take your current job, is this correct?"

"That's right wasn't allowed to fly outside of the Rings," Ichigo gave her a bored look.

The femme blinked, "You three were part of the fighting Rings?"

"Yeah, the twins been there since creation, me; I was found unconscious and taken. Or so I was told." He gave the mech with the twins a look when he was inching towards the door. He may have respect for law enforcement but even he had limits. "Mind putting them down; they have homework."

The mech blinked and looked like he wasn't going to, but a stern look from the femme had him placing both mechlings back on the ground.

"Why don't you two go finish your project in your room," Ichigo tilted his helm towards their room. The twins wasted no time escaping.

The femme, Ichigo can see that she was the one in charge, gave him a look before standing at parade rest.

"Any more questions?"

"What city were you built in?"

Ichigo shrugs, he was not about to tell them he was from another planet, "most of my memories from before waking with Ratchet in my face are gone or blurred." He half lied, while it was true that most of his memories are gone, some managed to be saved.

"They used memosurgery on him. there are marks on the back of his helm." Ratchet shouts from his spot next to the red mech.

"would you mind showing me theses marks?"

Ichigo got down to her level and tilted his head down. He could feel the femme trace the small healed holes. When he stood back up, he could see a frown marring her face.

"And the twins?"

"healthy, they gave everyone pit at the facility. They were suspicious of everyone and wouldn't let us near Ichigo. Ichigo remained unconscious the entire time until Sideswipe told me what the real intention for them were."

"Yeah! They were going to sell Ichigo to some noble in Vos and separate me and Sunny!" Sideswipe piped up from the door.

"Don't call me that!" Sunstreaker growls from further in the room.

"Homework, now!"

"Aw but bro, we're the only ones who knows what's going on. You were sleeping the whole time," Sideswipe pouted but went back into the room.

The lead Guards mech gave Ichigo a once over. Ichigo seeing this shrug, "Their carrier took me in after I first woke."

"I see, and what happen to their carrier?"

"The silver slagger said that she couldn't come with us cause of her explosive tag couldn't be removed." Sideswipe added helpfully.

While the femme cop had control over her expression, her partners looks of horror were enough to tell they hadn't known that.

"The twins and Ichigo also had those tags that I removed," Ratchet says. "Ichigo had two planted at the base of his wings."

Ichigo winched, he hadn't known that. He knew what it felt like being blown sky high, having it centered on something sensitive as his wings would have hurt beyond the pit. "Seriously?"

"That's a bit overkill, isn't?" Ironhide asks.

"Get to know him and you might understand why they did it," Ratchet said. "Not that I'm condoning it mind you."

Ichigo frowns, "Gees thanks." He looks back at the femme cop, "We done now; they have school tomorrow and I have had a busy orn."

The femme scowled before pressing her fingers to her helm. She nods before sighing, "We will be looking into this. I would like you to come down to the station sometime this cycle to fill out a report."

"That's fine."

"However, we will be keeping our optics on you. Should you be found lying the consequences will not be good."

"I already know, but I am not lying." Ichigo shows them the door. "Curiously, who claimed that the twins were kidnaped?"

The femme gave him a look, "I am not at liberty to discuss that." She waits for her partners to pass her, "however I will say that the informant maybe someone who works at the same place as you." Then she was at the road, transforming and leaving.

Ichigo watches them until they were out of sensor range. He closes the door and locks it, "Well that's just great. Not like we don't have other things to worry about."

Ratchet snorts, "I wouldn't worry, we got all you're and the twins paperwork filed and legalized. They don't have a box to stand on."

"Right," Wheeljack chirps, "This was most likely a home check. Ratchet just didn't take to the red fellow's attitude, or seeing the twins being mechhandled."

"He's a Elite Guard, he can handle a little dent," Ratchet waves the matter away. "Anyway, I have a double shift soon, I'm going to recharge." He walks to his room but turns before the door closes, "And Wheeljack."

"Yes?"

"No explosions," the door hisses closed.

"Well that's no fun," the inventor pouts, "what am I going to do then?"

"Sounds like a personal problem. Night Jackie," Ichigo waves a wing at the inventor who muttered something in return.

When he steps into his room it was to see the twins sprawled out over his berth, their school things scattered about. With a fond sigh he moves the school supplies off the berth and rearranges the twins so that they were snuggle up together. He moved his shoulders and neck hearing them click before taking the very edge of the berth and fallen into a deep recharge.

He didn't wake again until his Wheeljack alarm clock exploded. It woke him, flinging him out of bed and it woke the twins. Sideswipe flew up and over his brother who collided with his red brother, going in the opposite direction. From the other side of the door they could hear Ratchet cursing up a storm.

Ichigo thunked his head, "Damn that mech. I wanted to sleep in," he curses in English. "Alright you two, time to get up."

"Do we have too?"

"yes you-

: Ichigo: Ratchet comms the young flyer: the twins school just called, its canceled due to an acid rain sever storm.:

: Got it: out loud he looks at the twins, "looks like you two get a free day."

"What?"

"Schools cancel for the orn, acid storm." He crawls back in his berth, "go keep Jackie from bring the roof down or something. I'm going back to bed."

He buried himself in his mountain of pillows and let out a quiet 'oof' when two frames piled on top of him. they were careful of his wings as they snuggled into his back. He glances out of the corner of his eye before moving so that the twins weren't digging into his back. Once they were all settle, they fell back into recharge listening to Ratchet kick Wheeljack's aft from one end of the building to the other.

The next orn found Ichigo back at the docks cleaning up the mess the acid storm caused. It was still drizzling and Ichigo made sure to cover himself and the twins in a special wax before leaving the house. He flinched when the first drops hit him, his four roommates stared at him Ratchet thought that something was wrong. It took him several minutes to convince him that there was nothing wrong. Wheeljack had looked hurt that Ichigo didn't trust his home-made wax, until the flyer explained that he never experiences an acid rain without using any kind of wax.

That appeased the inventor but only made Ratchet frown harder. Seconds later Ichigo felt the tell-tale tingles of being scanned. The flyer gave the medic a scowl who return it with an unimpressed raised optic ridge. The standoff would have lasted until Ichigo was pulled out the door by the twins who for once didn't want to be late.

Now he was back to work lifting cargo from the dock to the ship. From the ship to the dock, a never-ending boring cycle. The only thing that made it bearable was the fact his co-workers like to talk. He was heard everything including information he never wanted to hear. What did he care about someone's love life.

"Hey! Ichigo; Boss says its time for a break," Dion shouts.

Ichigo sets down the platform he was lifting and gives the mech a wave. Backflipping he lands just on the other side of Orion. The red and white mech gives the young flyer a scowl for surprising him but Ichigo only grins back. Arial is laughing at her friends; she lays a hand on Orion shoulder and leads him away. Dion close behind smirking.

"SO Ichigo, would you like to join us," Arial asks.

The flyer shakes his head, "Not today. I want to check in on some friends."

Orion frowns, "our breaks aren't long enough for you to head back home."

Ichigo shrugs his shoulders, "Ratchets pulling a doubt shift and Jackie keeping an optic on him. I was going to comm. the hospital and have them tell me if Ratchet is working himself to recharge." He grins at their looks, "they know my voice and comm. number that they almost expect it."

"What about your twins then, how are they doing?"

Ichigo sighs, "I haven't had much trouble from the school, but someone sent the cops on us. They tried to take them away from me." He turns his head when Arial gasps and Dion and Orion scowls. "Its been cleared up, but I suspect that they are watching me anyway," he sighs, "so annoying."

Dion snorts, "figures. First, it's some gladiator spouting stuff and our own council causing us more grief. Now they got Enforcers taking younglings away from their families. I tell ya this place has gotten really rotten lately."

Orion tried to shush his friend, "Dion be quiet. If they hear you-

"What? Make me disappear. Please they have their hands full with the so call group down in Kaon."

"huh," Ichigo asks. He hadn't heard any trouble brewing.

"Figures you haven't heard," Dion mutters. "Honestly Ichigo how can you have not heard about Megatron and his revolution. It's been on the Net for vorns."

"Dion," Arial frowns at the blue and orange mech.

"I had other things ot worry about. Besides, its not like that's going to matter here right?" he looks out among the docks, "hows that going to affect us. Either the council will deal with him or he'll will. Either way we'll still be here working our asses off."

"I don't think that fighting each other will solve everything. What Megatron should do is talk with his words and not his fist." Orion said though he wasn't looking at anyone.

Ichigo gazed at him before something clicked, "you know more about him then we do huh?"

"I-I only read some of his early works," the mech said. "I think that the mech who wrote them would get further then the one currently fighting."

Ichigo hums, "Maybe but sometimes actions speak louder then words." He leans on the wall, "still you should be careful. Not everything appears as it seems."

The younger mech frowns "You think that Megatron isn't really for change?"

"Its not that, I'm sure that he wants change. His methods however," Ichigo gives an aggravated sigh, "His methods may not be the best way to achieve it. Not everything can be changed with threats."

"I guess," Orion mutters.

"Hey!" Dion shouts with a big grin, "enough of this sour subject, lets go have some fun before we're called back here and suffer."

"eh, whats this I hear. You want to give up your break and work some more," the convoy class dockmaster says from behind the small group.

Thinking quickly Ichigo snatched up Arial and Orion and flew out of the warehouse. Dion squawks as he is left behind and alone with the dockmaster. The two bots in his arms laugh as he flies higher where they could see almost all of Iacon. Ichigo doesn't go far, just a few blocks from the Docks.

"That was wonderful!" Arial smiles, "I never got a chance to see what Iacon looks like from above."

"Yes, a ground frame could only ever see that from a transport and that's if they could a afford it." Orion was grinning, "Not even sitting on the roof of the archives has that good of a view."

Ichigo blinks, "archives?"

Orion gapped at him, "you…you never heard of the archives! How long have you been in Iacon, the archives are one of, if not the only place on Cybertron that has every bit of information since the very beginning!" he said excitedly. "Master Alpha Trion sometimes lets me come in and read!"

Arial snickers, "he is very fond of Orion. If Orion wasn't working at the Docks, then I wouldn't be surprise if old Alpha Trion snatched him up to be an Archivist."

"He doesn't treat me that differently," Orion pouts.

"yes, he does," Arial's voice is echoed by Dion's who finally caught up to them.

"You're like his all-time fav mech. It's like watching a grandsire proudly watching their grandcreation." The blue and orange mech says. "He near ignores the rest of us."

"Your just upset because he scolded you that one time."

"how was I to know that that old tome was that old!"

"How about the big sign above it that said, 'Do Not Touch'." Orion deadpans, he sighs, "I had to work during my off times in order to clean up your mess."

Scratching behind his head, Dion winches, "yeah sorry. I still plan on making it to you."

Ichigo felt his wings twitch in amusement, "maybe one day I'll visit and take a look around."

"Yeah, Orion can show you around," Arial chirps.

"thanks for volunteering me," he mutters, "But yea I don't mind. Just let me know when you want to go."

"Maybe later," Ichigo says. "When the twins are busy."

"Hey, we better hurry up or our break time will be used up!" Dion shouted tugging his friends into the nearest energon cart.

Ichigo lagged, watching them. He had his own special cube since most energon carts didn't have fuel for flyers. So, he waited for them to get their fuel, which allowed him to think. He couldn't care less what Megatron was doing, he couldn't care what some politicians were doing. He just wanted to find out what happen to him and if he could ever get back home. But first, he wanted to make sure that the twins were taken care of.

Well…he thinks smirking, "not just the twins," he whispers. There was Ratchet and Wheeljack now adding in Orion and his friends. It was almost like his small group back home and while he wanted to return, he couldn't leave here without making sure that this new small group was taken care of.

"Ichigo? Are you okay?"

The young flyer looks up, when did he drop his head, and stared at his co-workers. They were watching him full of concern. Ichigo hid a winch, he needed to work on paying attention.

"Sorry what?"

"We were wondering if you wanted to join us at the oil house after shift?"

Ichigo sighs, they always invited him and sometimes Ichigo was tempted to join them. This time though he had a legitimate excuse, "sorry guys not this orn. I have to get to the Enforcer Station and talk to that femme."

"Seriously!?" Dion whines. "You always seem to be busy."

"Dion," Arial frowns.

"Maybe tomorrow then?" Orion offers, "or we can go after I give you a tour of the Archives; I know that it's hard getting some free time when you have sparklings."

"yeah, maybe." He could not promise anything.

They sat and enjoyed their fuel before a shrill whistle could be heard. "Whelp, I guess its time to head back," Dion moans. "do we ever get a n orn off?"

Arial gasp, "time off!" she dramatically looks on in horror, "that's treasonous words."

Ichigo snorts but Dion's gapping look sends everyone in a giggle fit. Though Ichigo would never admit that he giggled. "Let's hurry or Boss man won't let us leave."

He jumps in the air hovering above his friends as they jostled each other. He drifts up and away smirking at the indignant squawks of outrage and amusement. He may not have the faintest idea what he is doing, but for the time being he'll live here before heading back home.