I don't own Transformer's/Beast Wars. Nor do I intend to use this in any way to earn money, honestly it's just my try at getting back into the writing scene after so long away.

Pairing: Prowl/Jazz(might stay as them or change later on I like Jazz to be with the twins mostly, but I am not sure it can really work out for this fic, so you can tell me what you think in your reviews!), Ratchet/WheelJack/Ironhide, Sideswipe/Sunstreaker(for sure, perhaps Jazz later on if I can manage to work it in, though it might not work out.)

Rating:MA because at some point this WILL involve a lemon scene and it contains mentions of underage sex.

Warnings:Mentions of underage sex, like WAY underage. I in NO way endorse that so please don't flame me for it. It's just part for the story. Um, yea so in advance I want to say sorry I haven't written in almost 2 years, and I am not asking for a break because of it, but I am not sure this will be the best thing ever, first it has no beta, and I REALLY suck with spelling and grammar. Second I think I have a problem with POVs, and staying in them, and third, The last thing I tried to write (though haven't posted out of fear of being booed out of fanfiction dot net) I was trying to not be just about the sex part and show details and stuff, but I became so obsessed that I think I put in TOO much detail, I dunno. So I am trying to find a balance, which is like why there is this long warning trying to explain that, so yeah anyway I hope it's not TOO horrible, though it probably is.

Summary:One day Prowl and Jazz take there sparkling Bumblebee to the park to play with his new and strange playmate, Bluestreaker. His sire had told him they would be playing and that's all that he cared about. After that he ended up as Blue's baby brother, and his to older caretakers, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker, this is there life on the hard cold streets up to and including into the start of the war where he finally sees his original Carrier and Sire again for the first time.

Oh and for the sake of the story and because I don't actually know the answers to what the true measurement would be in former speak, when the story starts out it's about a vorn before the war breaks out, and these are there ages. I don't know yet if I will actually do the writing on their life on the streets, I might do a few chapter shots, in flashback mode to play them out, or maybe half and half, I haven't decided. We will just have to see. You can tell me what you think in your review.

Bluestreaker: about the mind set and age of a 7 year old

Sideswipe and Sunstreaker: about the age of 11

BumbleBee: about the mind set and age of a 4 year old

Lost Sparks

Chapter two: Debts

He reloaded his optic's just to make sure that they weren't in any way malfunctioning. Nope. There was still a youngling standing there glaring at him with two more younglings behind him. It didn't take Prowl but a nano-klick to notice their beat up frames. They obviously hadn't been well cared for by their creators. He didn't like it, not with how much he cared for his own sparkling, but what was mostly bothering his processor at the moment was what they were doing at his unit's door. They had obviously come in with the expectation of coming to his unit but he couldn't for the life of him figure out why. He quickly came out of his list of possible reasons as to their being here when the red youngling in front of him stomped his ped and vented his own air in anger.

"Is Jazz here? He said this was his unit. I need to speak with him. Tell him I have his credits." The red youngling told him. Of all the reasons that had filtered through his processor his intended hadn't even been thought of. What could Jazz have to do with three obviously beaten younglings who apparently had credits for him? He was about to fritz out when thankfully the red youngling stole his attention again with a vented sigh. Not wanting to freak the annoyed youngling out by doing so, Prowl figured it would be better to let his intended explain it to him himself. Turning into the unit he called out.

"Jazz, there is someone at the door for you." He stated simply before moving to wait for his intended to take his place in front of the unit door. Jazz didn't disappoint, after picking up his sparkling he came forward to see who it was. The second he looked out the door and noticed the red youngling form a few cycles back he froze. Honestly, he never expected to see them again. So when he came to the door and all three were there, he honest to primus froze. Bumblebee brought him out of it when he started to squirm to get free and go meet the new bots. His Bee was friendly like that. The red one apparently hadn't any more patience because he actually growled, but he stopped the second he noticed it scared Bumblebee.

"Look, I am just trying to get you your credits. Remember? From the other night? I have them, and again thank you, Blue enjoyed them." The 'Sides' said as he held a few credit chips out to me and sure enough when I looked at it there was the exact amount of what the goodies cost at the store. Prowl's optic ridge rose and, knowing that he wanted answers, I ignored him fully. More important was the problem that there was the exact amount there. I would never see them again after this if I didn't think of something fast. Looking at Bee again I hoped he would come to my rescue. I placed him down and, sure enough, the second he was on the floor he was crawling towards the younglings. When Prowl went to intercept Bee I subtly stopped him by grabbing his hand into mine.

"Ah right for the goodies right? Ya didn't have ta really pay 'em back. Ah was happy to share and so was my lil 'Bee, weren't ya Bee?" Jazz asked the sparkling who was suddenly too busy investigating his new "friends." The red one didn't miss a beat as Bumblebee started to click and coo demanding attention. He was obviously a provider type. The second the sparkling tried to get his attention he had picked him up. He quieted the sparkling who was chirring and whistling and clicking trying to learn everything he could before handing him back to the yellow one, which funnily enough didn't take a single word between the two. He just turned and suddenly the yellow one was there with his arms out and taking Bee to play with and distract 'Blue.'

"That's nice of you but I don't like debts and I promised Blue here I would take him to the park so if you could take the credits..." Sides trailed off raising his hand with the credits again, hoping to get this over with. It always left a crawling feeling on his plating when he owed anyone anything. Jazz grabbed onto what he could in order to make this work out. He didn't know what he was going to do, but he knew to do anything he needed more time with them. Jazz needed to get them to relax around him, so he could try to help them. Over the internal com. link he told Prowl what he could.

/Remember what ah told ya 'bout giving those goodies away, well it was to dem. Knew they'd been on the street and dat my dropping stuff and being there would keep 'em out of the store and with no fuel for the night. So ah did what ah could, bribing them with paying us back, to get the goodies to Blue, the lil grey one behind them playing with Bee. Now go along with it so ah can get time to do what ah need ta to help 'em out./ Jazz quickly supplied Prowl with what he could before shutting the link down and focusing back in on the red youngling holding out what was probably the only credits they had at the moment. Shaking his head, he pushed the little red servo back toward its owner.

"Ah have a better idea, ah been meaning ta take Bee out ta run off some energy. See me 'n Prowl here have a night planned out for us, but we can't have it if we have ta stay up with an energetic lil sparkling keeping us occupied. We could go ta the park with ya, and ya can watch lil 'Bee 'n Blue while they play, and we will pay ya for your time sparkling sitting for us while we get a little us time. Whatcha say to it? Sound like a good plan to ya?" He asked Sides knowing it would likely be up to him whether or not it would be allowed. The other two had been rather quiet up to that point.

"No, really you need to take the credits and we need to get going. Again, thank you for before." Sides said as he quickly darted inside our unit and placed the credits on the table near the entrance when Jazz didn't try to take them from him. Only as he was darting back out, the yellow youngling grabbed his arm and nodded his head in the direction of the third youngling; who was currently playing with Bee but had stopped and started to water up his optics when he heard he couldn't play with Bumblebee anymore. He didn't make a sound as the tears fell and his shoulders shook but he got up and stopped playing with Bee, which in turn made Bee start to cry as he reached out for his new friend. Now the youngling was silently crying and a sparkling was wailing as the red youngling shook his head at the yellow youngling apparently arguing for a few moments before sighing; a single thing had never been said between them. Walking over, Sides picked up the wailing sparkling and brought Bee over to where Blue was silently waiting to leave.

"Alright but you have to do as you are told, and you will not argue when Sunny or I say it's time to leave. Do you understand?" Sides gave in and, as soon as it was allowed, Blue started to distract the sparkling so it would calm down and stop crying.

"I understand. Thank you for letting me come out and play with Bee." Blue said to both of Bee's creators as he picked Bee up from Sides even though he was almost as big as Blue himself was. This quieted Bee down all the way and he started to click and coo, happy once again to be with his new found friend. Jazz nodded and smiled as he quickly darted inside, grabbed a few things, and then pulled on Prowl's arm to get them out of the unit before Sides could change his mind.

"Mmmkay, we're set! Lead the way, Sides, and we'll follow." Jazz said still dragging Prowl behind him and starting for the stairs. He kept an eye on all the younglings but made no move towards them, knowing it wouldn't be tolerated by the red youngling. Jazz did not want to upset the small reprieve he had been given. He followed after them as they headed down the stairs and out into the streets. Walking was the only way, seeing as it wasn't likely the other younglings would allow themselves to be driven anywhere so Jazz didn't even bother to ask about it. There was no need to upset the small balance they managed to achieve. Blue was walking in front of everyone holding Bee, while the yellow youngling, presumably this 'Sunny,' was walking a little behind them, but closest to Sides who was walking only a step behind him. Sides kept sending side long glances behind himself. Keeping tabs on where the other mechs were at all times. Jazz didn't fail to notice this as he opened the com. link to Prowl again.

/Ah know ya curious, but just go along with it love, ah wanna help 'em any way we can. They been on the streets making a living, ah know what dat's like. Ah have to help, just like ya did with meh. Ahm sorry ah didn't tell ya before, but ah didn't think ah would ever see 'em again so ah didn't want to bother ya with it. Ahm sorry Prowl./ Jazz only outwardly grabbed onto Prowl's hand.

/I know. I just wish you would have shared this with me before three younglings appeared on our doorstep. However, you're correct. We can't just do nothing, but I doubt they will ever come back after they have paid off their "debt" by watching Bee at the park for a while. How will we get them to come back again?/ Prowl asked, unsure of what to do but willing to try to help the younglings in any way. The state of their frames broke his spark. They obviously hadn't had any maintenance to themselves in quite some time. He just wanted to walk them all straight to the Medics for younglings and have them cared for. However, he knew Jazz was right; the younglings would never allow something like that, not after depending only on themselves for so long. It had taken over two vorn's of chasing Jazz all over Cybertron to get the mech to even just stay on the streets near his area so they could talk every cycle. Three more vorns after that to get him to sleep in his unit when it was raining out. Ten whole vorns to get the mech to move in with him, and another three to start a relationship with him.

/Well ya seem good at tracking down street mongers. Ya did it with mah, and we will do it with them if necessary. But for the short term we can at least make sure for the next few orn's they won't go hungry. Ah brought enough energon to last a few orn's for 'em all. Ah will pretend that it is toys that Bee grew out of and give it as part of the "payment" for sparksitting. That way they get it, the credits which ah put back 'n the bag, some blankets and empty data pads and a couple story pads and toys that bee really don't play with. Should at least be enough to get them to be willing to talk to us the next time we meet./ Jazz said as Bee and Blue both gave a squeal of delight. They had arrived at the park and now both younglings were hoping to run off, but Blue held fast to Bee and looked back at us all for permission to run into the gated play area. With a nod from both Sides and Sunny, he hefted Bee up some more and took off towards the slide.

"Prowl 'n Ah are gonna go enjoy ourselves over on the benched area. If Bee gives ya too much trouble, just give us a holler and we will come. Come on Prowl! Now's our chance for some RnR." Jazz said, tugging him away from the youngling so that it didn't seem like they were crowding them. He sat himself and Prowl down at a bench about ten feet away, but it was facing out away from the kids and over the crystal garden below them. They could both keep an optic on the kids, and not be hovering at the same time.

"Shouldn't we be over there trying to help them? Maybe we should call youngling services." Prowl said not sure what to do, just wanting to help however he could.

"Nah, trust me they have an escape planned and an area to meet up if they get caught. It's what ah would have set up if ah had a group to run with when ah was living on the streets. Then they would be on the streets and they wouldn't trust us." Jazz said watching as Blue held onto Bee and slid down when Sunny said he would catch them before they could fall. Sides was standing guard halfway between them, but was slowly edging closer to Sunny.

"What do we do then? I hate the thought of them sleeping out in the cold, and what if it rains? Their just younglings! They shouldn't have to deal with that. Maybe they could stay with us for a while. It would be a tight fit, but it wouldn't kill us and they would be safe." Prowl suggested as Bee squealed in delight when he was set into the metal sparkling seat and then pushed by Blue as the two other younglings watched over them.

"They would never accept it, at least not yet anyway. Prowl baby ah wanna help 'em too, but first we haveta show 'em we're trustworthy and that will take time. 'N till then we will just have to help with the little stuff like ah am with Bee's play bag. Ah hate waiting as well love, but there is nothing else we can do at the klick." Jazz said squeezing Prowl's hand. He wanted them to be safe as well. Jazz wished he could just take them all home and keep them there, safe forever. He hated it more because when he was running the streets it had been relatively safe compared with today's bots. With a war looming ever closer, Jazz hated that he couldn't just rush them all back to the unit and keep them there. Jazz decided dwelling on that wouldn't help, and he would make the most of this occasion with his intended. So he curled up next to Prowl and watched as their sparkling and the younglings played for a while on the playset.

It was starting to get late and they all needed to get a cube of energon. Jazz had just given the bag of "toys" to Blue, and told Sides it was part of the payment for sparksitting when he had protested. Then he handed the venting youngling some credits. Sighing, the red youngling held out his hand. Sides accepted the fate that he wouldn't get away from the mech without it. Jazz was asking them over for an evening energon cube, but Sides declined saying they had to get Blue home before he had to go to work. Jazz asked what his job was, but the youngling pointedly ignored Jazz and didn't respond. He just kneeled before Bee saying good bye and calming the sparkling who didn't want to leave his new friends behind, while Sunny had taken the bag and showed Blue how to strap it over the side of his neck so that it wouldn't fall off. He was just about to move forward when he heard it, the sound of jet engines flying overhead, of laser fire hitting the crystal court and buildings below them, of the pain flaring through the bond. Prowl had been hit with the laser fire, and he was falling in stasis. He heard screaming as he felt laser fire strike his leg and then shoulder. Jazz was falling offline as he watched his sparkling being picked up and taken away from him and then watched as they all disappeared out of the area before falling offline.

END OF CHAPTER:

Yeah, a bit longer and it's a filler I know. But it had to be done to set the stage for the next few chapters. I hope that the mistakes aren't as glaring in this chapter. If it is, it's all my fault. I am ready to write the next chapter, but I am not sure how I should go about it. Should they suddenly be in the start of the war and Jazz wanting to learn about what would of been his sparkling's life in flash backs, or should they stay young and walk through their life chapter by chapter on the streets until they enter the war and see Jazz and Prowl again for the first time after a few vorns? Should Jazz have sparked another after waiting and not finding Bee? Let me know of your ideas in your review.

*Thanks to ChakraSwirls for betaing this hot mess and making it readable for all to enjoy!*