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A Love Out of Reach
TFG1 OPxJ
Getting Close to the Prime

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Prowl wasn't surprised that he got a call from Ultra Magnus regarding about the Gamma scaring an Alpha and that he demanded that he'd brought to his office at once. He didn't even have time to ask Jazz what had happened. The two of them rushed through the grand halls all the way to the Cybetronian Defense Center where Ultra Magnus was waiting for them. As they rushed through Jazz was getting a little nervous. The Supreme Commander had warned him if he tried to offend an Alpha he'd be in big trouble. He didn't know him too well but ever since Jazz met him he knew deep down that the Supreme Commander didn't like him very much. he looked at him with optics he was so used to seeing from the higher ups that used to look down at him back in the slums. Hate and disgust. He probaley hated him even more since he was a friend with his brother. After listening to the tales of how Optimus Prime's brother kept a close optic on him, had bodyguards take care of him and tell him off for going placers he wasn't supposed to go Jazz could only guess that Ultra Magnus was very overly protective of his brother and now that he came along he was considered a threat. A threat that needed to go away. He could only dread what the Supreme Commander was going to do to him.

Within the Command centre Jazz saw other Omega Superior's walking around wearing battle armour and some Enforcer Generals. They were all so tall and all of them looked either stressed or busy. They walked through doors marked "restricted" and carried holo-files from one place to another. Unlike the Alpha's they seemed to working much more than them. Then again Jazz saw a few of them here as well but they were just chatting away with Superior's or something. The command center itself was filled with walkways that loomed over more walkways that stretched far down a dark but dimily gigantic vent. He was pushed into lifts and forced through doors until he wasn't sure which was up or down. He was walking so fast he didn't have time to admire the place. As they walked the mechs who worked there looked at Jazz with the all too familiar curious look. All of them looked at Jazz as if he were an alien but didn't pay much attention to him. On one floor he noticed that there were a lot of Beta Enforcer's walking around carrying paper work and they all tried their best to salute Prowl as he walked by. They carried on walking until they arrived outside a fairly large door with Supreme Commander written on it. Prowl stepped forward to knock and the moment he did a big booming voice said,

'Enter!'

Jazz noticed that Prowl was looking a little nervous. Who could blame him, this was his boss. Entering the office Jazz saw that it wasn't as big as Prime's but not very extravagant like his either. Ultra Magnus sat at his desk which was very well organised and tidy. The walls were decorated certificates and old trophies of past achievements. The shelves were filled with organised holo pads and files, some personal and others that were work related. As Jazz looked around some more he noticed that this room seemed to feel empty even though he, Prowl and Ultra Magnus were within it. There was just no feeling to it. In fact he noticed that Ultra Magnus didn't even have a holo-picture of his own brother. If he recalled Optimus had one of him in his office.

The Supreme Commander glared at both Jazz and Prowl. Apparently Sonata had waltzed in and told him what had happened in his own words. He had warned Jazz that if he did anything to upset an Alpha he'd be in trouble. He didn't think he do something like this so soon but who cared. Optimus wasn't going to save his aft this time. Prowl was stood to attention behind his desk and Jazz just stood there looking a little nervous. Ultra Magnus leaned back in his chair and frowned.

'Enforcer Captain Prowl...where were you when this Gamma decided to scare the Alpha?'

Jazz winced as Prowl began to explain. Was Prowl getting into trouble because of him?

'Well sir...I was trying to calm Sonata down who was distracting architech Grapple from his work. I assumed they were going to have a fight so I-...'

'Captain...even though Sonata is rather...crude...he wouldn't dare raise a fist in fear of damaging his armour. Also that architect wouldn't dare raise a fist at an Alpha. So what you did was rather pointless. Because of that you allowed this Gamma to walk off and play a prank on a respected Alpha.'

Prowl lowered his head in shame as Ultra Magnus continued to rant how foolish he was to even think that an Alpha would even try to fight a Delta. In some way he was saying that the Alpha's were too sissy like to put up a fight, which Jazz had to agree on. Still it wasn't fair. Prowl didn't deserve to be blamed for what he had done. He was only doing his job as an Enforcer and the Gamma decided to remind the Supreme Commander of an Enforcer's job.

'Hey he was only trying to keep the peace! If ya ask me he had every right to tell that walking treasure box to mind his own business!'

Ultra Magnus shot a very nasty glare at Jazz whilst Prowl winced at the sudden interruption. In the past Jazz wouldn't even think of trying to raise his voice at a Omega Superior but he had grown tired of the higher-up's attitude to the lower classes. Ultra Magnus looked like he was about to snarl but he made no noise. The Gamma was starting to forget his place and he was planning to remind him.

'I'll get to you in a moment Gamma and I suggest you watch your glossa!'

'But this isn't fair! I was the one who screwed up not Prowl! Why should he blamed?'

'BECAUSE he is responsible for your actions. Anything you do is reflected upon him! Since I gave him the job to keep an optic on you he failed when you decided to sneak away to play jokes. So it is your fault that he is getting the blame.'

Jazz wanted to snarl and step forward but Prowl raised a hand in front of him to say, that's enough. This wasn't fair. Prowl didn't do anything wrong. In fact Jazz didn't do anything wrong either...he was just covering for Mirage who was kissing a Delta when such a thing was forbidden. Now look where it got him. Still it wasn't fair. Ultra Magnus now turned attention on him.

'I did warn you Gamma that if you screwed up you would be in serious trouble!'

'I thought it was a turbo fox! It was an accident!' cried Jazz in his defense.

To be honest he actually walked in on Mirage making out with a Delta and in a way he did surprise him. Ultra Magnus didn't seem to care if it was an accident.

'Accident or not you still offended an Alpha and I-...'

The intercom on Ultra Magnus' desk suddenly flashed a femme's voice was heard.

'Excuse me Supreme Commander sir...the Prime is here to see you regarding the Gamma.'

Ultra Magnus suddenly snarled in frustration whilst Jazz quietly thanked Primus. But how did Optimus know he was here? Ultra Magnus answered the intercom and almost screamed back at the femme.

'Tell him I can handle this!' he snapped.

'Sorry sir but he also said that the Gamma is his responsibility and if you are going to punish the Gamma then you'd better punish him as well.'

Ultra Magnus growled and glared at Jazz, who quickly hid his smirk. Optimus seemed to have a way to convince his brother to listen to him even through other mechs. That or Ultra Magnus was really, really soft around his brother and he only acted tough to keep an image. The Supreme Commander grumbled and cursed out loud before he finally gave in.

'Send him in,' he mumbled.

The door opened and Jazz looked up happy to see Optimus walking in. He seemed calm as always and walked over to stand between Jazz and Prowl. Ultra Magnus looked annoyed as his brother stood there looking as if he had the whole thing under control within his own office. Jazz quickly faced his front again and was trying not to smile in Ultra Magnus' face. Optimus seemed to be smiling from under his mask.

'I heard from Mirage what had happened and I've come to sort the situation out.'

'I can handle this Optimus Prime. Please leave this to me!' demanded Ultra Magnus.

Optimus shook his head and he stepped forward.

'According to Mirage the offense was aimed at him and not Sonata. Mirage isn't pressing any charges for he claimed it was nothing but a mere accident. Besides he did say that Jazz did apologize for his actions. Sonata merely...told his version of the story. Besides Jazz is my guest and anything he does his my responsibility so I will deal with this myself. It's was just a little mistake Ultra Magnus nothing more so don't make this any worse than it should be.'

Ultra Magnus grumbled and glared at both Prowl and Jazz. He couldn't win against his brother and it was like he was trying to make a fool out of him. However his brother had made a fair point. The act was committed against Mirage and not Sonata. Now that he thought about it Sonata was over reacting quite badly about the whole "scare" thing and if Mirage was greatly offended then he would of been the one complaining. Still Prowl did disobey his orders and allowed him to wander off and Jazz did wander away from Prowl without his permission. He wasn't going to let this Gamma go without any punishment. He had to learn his place.

'Very well then...I'll let this one slide. However Prowl you still disobeyed an order so that's an extra deca-cycle of duty for you! As for you Gamma you are now forbidden to visit any part of the grand halls unless I say so.'

Prowl grumbled silently whilst Jazz tried to hold back a snarl of defiance. That still wasn't fair. Why should Prowl be blamed when the fault was his? He was the one who screwed up not Prowl. Prowl was just trying to do his job and keep the peace. He was doing his job and Ultra Magnus was punishing him for it. Or was it that Ultra Magnus was trying to make Jazz feel like that this was his fault and trying to make him realize that the reason Prowl was getting punished was because of what he did. Still Prowl didn't deserve to get blamed because of what he did.

'Prowl shouldn't be blamed OK! I screwed up so blame me!'

Ultra Magnus ignored Jazz and shooed them away.

'This discussion is over. Now leave my office.'

Jazz wanted to say something else but Optimus halted him and shook his head. Prowl said nothing but saluted and left the room followed by Optimus and Jazz. Once they were out and the door was closed Prowl let out a frustrated sigh and looked over at Jazz with a tired look. Jazz felt guilty that Prowl was getting into trouble because of something he did and he thought that the Enforcer Captain was going to tell him off himself. Instead Prowl just shrugged and patted Jazz on the shoulder.

'Relax...I've gotten worse than this. This is small compared to what I've gotten in the past so don't worry too much about it.'

Although it felt nice to have Prowl say that Jazz still felt guilty that Prowl was getting punished as well. Optimus stepped forward after Prowl told Jazz it was all fine.

'Prowl why don't you take the afternoon off? I'll take care of Jazz for the rest of the day.'

The Enforcer Captain looked like he liked the sound of that and nodded. He did look tired anyway and Jazz didn't want to trouble him any further. He handed Jazz the holo pad he took out for him and bid them both farewell as he turned to leave. The moment he was out of sight the young Gamma let out a weary sigh. Although Jazz was happy and quite giddy since he was alone with Optimus he still felt bad for what had happened today. Sparklings looked at him as if he was a monster, higher ups looking at him as if he was scum, trying to cover for someone but ended up getting in trouble and finally getting Prowl into trouble along with a telling off from Ultra Magnus. So far his time up in the grand halls weren't so enjoyable.

As he dwelt on these thoughts he had forgotten that Optimus Prime was standing next to him. The Omega Superior could tell all of this was upsetting Jazz and a tinge of guilt began to overwhelm him. He had thought that a tour of the grand halls would make him happy which was why he instructed Prowl to show him all the interesting sights but now he saw it had turned out terrible. He should of known that the Alpha's would try and make it unbearable for him and deep down he had he a feeling at least one of them would run off to Ultra Magnus and complain. He didn't know what to say or do to make the young Gamma cheer up. Then he mentally slapped himself when he forgot the good news he had to tell Jazz earlier before Mirage bumped into him. Maybe this would cheer him up.

'Jazz I understand you feeling down but I have excellent news about the project. High Councilman Trax has convinced a great number of the council to start the equal rights campaign for the Gamma's. They wish to meet you for High Councilman Trax has told them what an interesting character you are. Once everything has been arranged and after I make a public announcement I will...'

Optimus trailed off when he noticed Jazz didn't appear to be listening to him. Was living up here in the grand halls starting to effect him? Was living around the Alpha's making him realize that the world truly hated his kind? Was bringing up here a major mistake? The moment he heard from Mirage that Jazz was going to get blamed for a silly little accident he rushed over to the command centre knowing that Ultra Magnus would take advantage of the situation and punish him. He thought Jazz would enjoy himself up here but now he realized he was wrong. He thought the little tour that Prowl would give him would cheer him up but so far it just made everything worse. He felt bad and believed that he was the cause of Jazz's misery. He decided to change the subject hoping it would cheer Jazz up.

'So what holo pad did Prowl take out for you?'

Jazz snapped out of his trance and looked up at Optimus who was peering down at his holo pad. He completely forgotten about that.

'Oh...well I was kinda interested in that Harmone-Stella and...well...I kinda wanted to give it a try.'

Optimus smirked from behind his mask.

'I had a feeling you would be interested in that. Have you had a chance to read it yet?'

The young Gamma shook his head.

'Well...it's been a busy day...so...'

Once again they were surrounded by silence. Jazz frowned when the memories of the Alpha's sneering at him in disgust, the Alpha Sparkling's laughing at the lower class's, Sonata accusing of him of harming Mirage on purpose and Ultra Magnus blaming both him and Prowl when the Enforcer Captain had done nothing wrong. It was beautiful up here but the mechs weren't as pleasant. Optimus himself was frowning.

'Jazz...I am truly sorry for what has happened to you today and I'm sorry I wasn't there.'

The young Gamma now noticed that Optimus himself was blaming himself for what had happened and he didn't want that. He had grown sick and tired of mechs being blamed for what he had done.

'It's OK Optimus...I mean it shouldn't really come as a surprise. I guess since ya were so nice to me I was expecting them to be nice as well. Guess I was fooling myself. Please don't blame yourself man.'

That seemed to make Optimus happy again. Jazz smirked and felt silly that he was getting down because of all this. He was a tough Gamma from the slums so why should this all effect him? He should be just taking it on the chin like he always had been. Down in the slums whenever a Beta or Delta insulted him or any other Gamma they would either ignore it or find some way to get back at him without them realizing it. For instance there was this one time when a Delta called a young Gamma femme a broken down rusty slut and it made the poor thing cry. Jazz got back at him by heating up some oil and pretending to trip and threw it all over him. Mac had shouted at him and took it out of his pay but it was worth it. What had happened to him? The moment he came up here he was acting like a frightened little Sparkling and the Alpha's were taking advantage of it. Well no more. If one more Alpha insulted him again he was going to do more than take it on the chin.

Jazz looked up at Optimus and smiled. Optimus was a kind mech and was trying to make his life and the life of other Gamma's better. Here he was trying to help him and cheer him and he was acting like a mopey Alpha. He didn't deserve to be ignored like that.

'So...they're really interested in me?'

'oh...yes they are. Tomorrow I will make a public announcement that I will be planning to change the laws on the class and ranks of Cybertron now that I have their support. Then I will be meeting with the other cities high council's and senators to discuss the change in laws and...'

Optimus stopped when he noticed that Jazz was looking a little lost and he chuckled.

'What I mean to say is that every thing is going smoothly now that I have the Iacon's High Council on my side. We also made plans to have a small function and...I wanted to surprise you but you will be the guest of honer.'

Jazz suddenly looked surprised. Him? The guest of honer at a higher class party? He felt slightly overwhelmed as Optimus continued to explain.

'It's not going to be a big function but a few members of Simfur high council will be there along with one member from the high council of Kaon. High Councilman Trax has told them about what I was planning and they seem to interested. If we have their support then achieving this goal will be far too easy.'

Optimus seemed pleased with what he had accomplished but stopped right there when he noticed that Jazz had stumbled slightly after taking it all in. He frowned again and wondered if this was all effecting Jazz's health. He didn't want to over work him but after the young Gamma recovered he too seemed excited.

'So I get to go to a high class party! Awesome! And they really want to meet me?'

The Prime sighed with relief and nodded.

'Yes...in fact he told me that the little joke you made about Cortexion amused them. They wish to meet you for they too believe the Gamma's deserve a better life.'

As Optimus continued to explain they decided to leave the command centre for it was giving Jazz the creeps. As they walked Optimus continued to explain in a manner that Jazz would be able to understand. If they had five major cities of Cybertron with them on the campaign then they would win and the Gamma's would be allowed to live out of the slums and get better jobs. The function they were going to was a way to gain support from at least two cities; Simfur and Kaon. With those two on their side all they had to do was get two other cities on their side and then it will all be a breeze. Jazz was happy that it all seemed to be going well but he did mention that he wasn't sure how to act at a function. Optimus just laughed and told him to be himself that was all he had to do.

They continued to talk until they changed the subject. Jazz told him about the holo pad he took out for the harmone-stella for the idea of playing the instrument got him interested. Optimus was pleased that Jazz had taken an interest in this and offered to get him one for him to practise. Jazz flushed and said he didn't need to that but Optimus insisted and said he knew where to get one. They changed the subject again for Optimus was rather curious about what had happened at the hunting grounds after explaining to Jazz that Mirage wasn't an easy mech to scare. Jazz chuckled nervously for he wasn't sure if he could tell Optimus about he really saw so he quickly changed the subject again. As they chatted away Jazz didn't realize how much time had passed since he started talking to Optimus. Talking with the Prime made him feel at ease and forget about what had happened that day. Being around Optimus made him fell happy. He didn't feel like a Gamma around an Omega Superior, he felt like a mech talking with another mech and it felt nice. It made this warm and fuzzy feeling within him spread throughout his body until he felt rather giddy.

They continued to chat away without realizing they were back in the grand halls. A few Alpha's looked alarmed to see Optimus Prime talking with a Gamma as if he was friend. The two bots ignored them and carried on laughing and talking about things only friends would only talk about. For them it was incredibly strange to see an Omega Superior acting friendly towards a Gamma. However there they were talking and not caring what other mechs were thinking about them. They walked on until Optimus noticed they were near the medical centre.

'Say Jazz why don't we pop in here. Ratchet used to practise playing the harmone-stella himself but he gave it up a long time ago. I'm sure he won't mind lending his old instrument.'

That sounded convenient but Jazz didn't really want to see that medic again. Mainly because he seemed to be flirting with him half the time he was trying to recover. However he was with Optimus this time and hopefully this bondmate of his would be in there with him. Now that he thought about it why was that perverted medic bonded in the first place if he loved to flirt and play around? Also who in their right mind would bond with him? Following Optimus in they found that nobody was in there. The berths were made, the desk was tidy and the floor looked really clean that Jazz could see his reflection. However there was no sign of the medic. Optimus mumbled and folded his arms.

'Where has he gone to now?' he grumbled.

Jazz looked around and walked towards one of the berths. He noticed the berths looked like they had been changed and wondered if it was because he had been in one of them. He didn't think Ratchet was the type who hated Gamma's so much he'd give his med centre a big clean over. Taking a step forward he failed to notice why the floor was so shiny and the moment he placed his foot down he suddenly skidded and lost his balance.

'WAAH!' he wailed as he struggled to keep his balance.

Optimus noticed and he stepped forward to grab Jazz before he fell but he too failed to notice the polished floor. He himself slipped but his heavy body caused him to fall forward knocking into Jazz. The pair of them cried out and Jazz yelped when he found himself falling on one of the berth with Optimus falling on top of him. For a while nothing was said as both mechs tried to figure out where they were. Jazz was the first to figure it out and the moment he did he felt his body heat up like crazy. Optimus Prime had ended up falling on top of him in a rather awkward position. He had somehow ended up between Jazz's legs with both their lower and upper body's pressing against each other. The young Gamma felt his face flare up like mad when he realized that he was lying under the Prime in such an awkward way. Optimus was trying to get up but he seemed to be trying to figure out what ha just happened. Jazz was trying his best to suppress a moan when Optimus shifted causing friction between their lower regions and tried to slow down the fast pulsing his Spark was making. Once Optimus was able to prop himself up on his arms he found himself looking down at a flustered Jazz who could do nothing but stare back at him. The two of them stared at each other not knowing what to do or say. Jazz couldn't hear anything put the pulsing of his own Spark in his chest. He couldn't look away from Optimus who could only stare back at him with flustered face of his own. Neither of them seemed to be able to move or speak. Time seemed to stand still as the two of them just did nothing but stare at each other.

When it looked like Optimus was about to say something a voice suddenly broke the silence causing the two bots to look up in embarrassment and shock.

'Am I interrupting something?'

The medic Ratchet stood there with a playful smirk on his face whilst leaning against his desk. He stared at them with an amused expression when the two mechs noticed him at long last. Both Optimus Prime and Jazz looked at him with bright red faces and Optimus was trying to get back back up whilst Jazz was trying to roll out from under him but all they were doing was getting tangled up with each other.

'I-it's not what it looks like Ratchet!' yelped Optimus as he tried to get back up.

Jazz was trying his best to get out from under him but as their bodies rubbed against each other it was setting off sensations and feelings that spread throughout his body and caused his face to glow even redder. Ratchet just chuckled and watched as Optimus tried to get up. However the poor Prime was so flustered and embarrassed he was having a hard time trying to do so. Thankfully Optimus was at long last able to get up and he fell back onto the berth behind them trying to calm down. Jazz just laid there not knowing what to do next. His whole body felt hot and his Spark was refusing to calm down. Ratchet just laughed and walked over whilst watching his step.

'I just had the floor polished you know...ran off to get a warning sign but it looks like I was too late.'

Optimus suddenly looked angry as well as flustered. Ratchet just laughed and pulled Jazz up who was still blushing like crazy. The medic just chuckled and patted the young Gamma on the head.

'So my little cutie did you go all the way?'

'RATCHET!' snapped Optimus.

Jazz just blushed even more whilst Optimus stood back up and slapped the medic round the back of the head. Whilst the medic and the Prime argued about what had just happened Jazz was trying to get rid of the fuzzy feeling that was spreading through his circuits like wild fire. What had just happened? He slipped and Optimus tried to grab him but ended up falling on top of him on a berth. He couldn't get that image out of his head of Optimus lying on top of him with their bodies pressing against each other. The thought of it all made his body heat up like crazy. Looking up at Optimus who was now snapping and shouting at a giggling Ratchet he realized he looked rather cute when he was all flustered. However that just made him feel even more giddy and strange.

'What kind of medic leaves his med bay when the floor is in such an unsafe condition!' snarled Optimus.

'Oh Optimus don't be ashamed...he is quite the cutie and even I would do him,' chuckled Ratchet.

'T-THAT IS NOT WHAT I WAS DOING!' cried Optimus, his face going even redder.

Poor Optimus was trying his best to keep his cool but every time Ratchet said something perverted he ended up shouting and acting like a bashful Sparkling trying to defend himself. He did look rather adorable and Jazz couldn't help but giggle as Optimus continued to shout at the laughing medic.

'He tripped and I tripped and the b-berth just happened to be there!'

'Now, now Optimus you don't have to defend yourself like that. I mean for a Gamma he has one hot piece of aft that even I would-...'

'Would what!'

Ratchet's playful grin suddenly vanished when a new voice suddenly cut him off. Jazz looked up and saw a short Beta mech with glowing red fins on his head standing right behind the medic and glaring at him with his hands on his hips. The wings on his back were twitching like mad and he sounded like he was growling. Ratchet turned round and winced when he found himself looking at the short mech that was standing behind him.

'Oh...er...hi there baby. Didn't see you come in.'

'Don't you "baby" me you two-timing jackass! Give me one good reason why I shouldn't beat the frag out of you!'

As Ratchet tried to explain to the short Beta Optimus looked like he had finally calmed down. He seemed to be rather amused that Ratchet was getting told off by this new mech who had just entered the med bay. Jazz just sat there and watched as the two argued with each other. Who was this mech and why was the medic acting strange around him. The short Beta suddenly looked over at Jazz and his red fins suddenly began to glow blue.

'Who's this?' he said in a calmer tone.

'Oh this mech? Oh...um...nobody special he-...'

Optimus suddenly pushed Ratchet out the way so he could explain.

'Wheeljack this my guest Jazz. He is a Gamma and is from the slums. He is staying up here as my guest. Jazz this is one of Iacon's top Engineer's and a member of the Scientific Research Committee. His name is Wheeljack and even though he sounds rather scary he is actually quite polite. He is also Ratchet's bondmate.'

That last bit surprised Jazz and he looked at this Beta very carefully. He didn't look like the medic's type. Well to put it more bluntly he didn't look very attractive. Half his face was hidden, his legs were slightly bent at the knee and those glowing fins of his freaked him out a little. Even though he was seemed rather scary around the medic he didn't seem that bad. Wheeljack looked at him as well before holding out his hand.

'Nice to meet you...and ignore Ratchet, I'll take care of him.'

Jazz reached out and shaked the Beta's hand. He too didn't seem to mind that he was a Gamma. However to his surprise Wheeljack suddenly grabbed Jazz's face and started to study it with careful optics.

'Hmmm...interesting helm...not very common with Gamma's...similar design but dark in colour...'

Wheeljack suddenly let go of his face and then grabbed his arm. Jazz looked to Optimus feeling confused whilst Optimus tried to grab the engineer's attention.

'Um Wheeljack...he isn't a test subject.'

'Not too long not too short...dark which is common between the Gamma's...but the white is not so common...'

Jazz now felt incredibly uncomfortable with the Beta studying him like that. He didn't mind it too much but something about this whole thing was scaring him as Wheeljack suddenly pressed his audio against the Gamma's chest. He continued to mutter and mumble things that made no sense to Jazz. Ratchet just stood there looking annoyed. Optimus sighed as Wheeljack continued to ignore him. Was he always like this? The young Gamma suddenly yelped when Wheeljack suddenly pushed him back on the berth and without his permission forced his spark chamber open. Jazz cried out and tried to cover his exposed spark chamber. Optimus went red again and slapped his own face whilst Ratchet ran over to try and stop his bondmate.

'Wheeljack cut it out!'

'The SHU is a decent size...but the Spark itself is quite small...the circuitry is quite unique and...oh...and you're a pure spark...'

Both Ratchet and Optimus suddenly looked shocked and flustered when Wheeljack had unknowingly humiliated the young Gamma by reveling that he was a pure spark. Jazz himself went redder than before and without even thinking he kicked Wheeljack off of him. Wheeljack stumbled back and fell on top of Ratchet and the pair of them fell to the floor in a heap. As Jazz closed his Spark chamber up he hanged his head in shame and tried to hide somewhere on that berth whilst Optimus began to tell the pair of them off.

'Wheeljack how dare you shame him like this! Ratchet you need to learn some manners! Apologize to him at once, the pair of you!'

The engineer sat up and looked at the poor Gamma who right now wanted to dig a hole and bury himself in it. He chuckled nervously and stood back up rubbing his helm whilst Ratchet just grumbled.

'I...I'm terribly sorry about that Jazz...I tend to get carried away with my work and...hehehe...I'm sorry...really I am.'

Even though he had apologized Jazz still refused to raise his head. He had just been humiliated in the worst way possible and now he wasn't even sure if he could face Optimus or anyone after this. Having someone see your Spark chamber was one thing but having them know that he was a Pure Spark was another. Optimus looked he had enough and decided to leave with Jazz. Taking a firm grip of Jazz's hand he led him out the med bay.

'Ratchet I will see you later about this and Wheeljack...we'll discuss this later. Good bye for now.'

Once they were out the med bay Optimus led Jazz down the hallways and out onto a small out door garden where he sat Jazz down on a bench to in hopes to calm him down. He left him for a moment to grab some Energon from a dispenser and returned to place the glass in the young Gamma's hand. Jazz was still unable to look at Optimus in the optics and his face was still very red.

'I'm am truly sorry about all this Jazz. Wheeljack has a habit of getting carried with work and forgetting where he is half the time and Ratchet...he's just Ratchet. I am so sorry about all this.'

Jazz sighed and glanced up to see that Optimus did look like he regretted the whole thing. Not a lot of mechs knew that Jazz was a pure spark. Since his romantic dream was to one day meet his dream bot he never interfaced with anyone. If Mac ever knew he'd trap him in one of his whore rooms and auction him off at a ridiculous price. That Wheeljack fella certainly knew how to embarrass someone. He should be thankful that only Ratchet and Optimus were there. Trying to put on a positive expression he smile back at Optimus.

'It's cool man...I mean...well...er...he is strange one I guess.'

Optimus chuckled, happy that Jazz was able to talk again and nodded in agreement.

'Yes he is quite an eccentric character...when he sees something that his optics have never seen before he has this strong desire to know and understand it...for instance there was this incident when he was trying to find what made a EMP grenade tick and he stole one from my brother's artillery chambers...in fact it still amazes me that Ratchet has been with him for over 100 stellar cycles and survived.'

Jazz snorted with laughter at that comment. He could imagine Ultra Magnus getting all worked up over a missing EMP grenade. How did Ratchet put up with that? In fact how did Wheeljack put up that medic? He was glad that the mood was starting to lighten up and tried to keep the topic going without even thinking of what he was saying.

'That medic is a piece of work too. He flirts with me whilst I'm trying to recover, gets drunk in the slums and doesn't even put out a warning sign for that dam floor in his med bay. I could of broke my...'

At the mention of the floor incident the cheerful mood suddenly dropped. The silence became awkward one again and the two bots felt uncomfortable sitting next to each other. Optimus began to get flustered up again and was finding it difficult to find words to voice. Jazz felt his body heat up when he began to recall how Optimus ended up falling on top of him...how their bodies rubbed against each other...how their Sparks were so close to each other...how they stared at each other...how hot it got in that med bay. Jazz had to slap himself to get those images out of his head. Optimus himself was getting flustered as he himself recalled what had happened in the med bay. He couldn't even look at Jazz as he spoke.

'I...er...I didn't hurt you did I?' he asked his voice sounding very weak.

Jazz couldn't even speak so he had to shake his head to answer. The silence between them began to grow and the more it grew the more uncomfortable the atmosphere got around them got. The longer they sat there the more awkard it felt to sit next to each other. Jazz bit his lip. He had to say something to break this unbearable silence between them.

'I-I am fine...really! You weren't that heavy...I mean...you didn't hurt me...I...uh...aw man...'

The two mechs continued to sit in awakened silence. What had happened in the med bay was starting to haunt them and now they were finding it hard to escape it. Jazz had to change the subject, he hated this dam silence.

'So...er...that function...party thing...who's going to be there again?'

'Oh...er...High Councilman Prixus of Kaon and the members High Council of Simfur...they...will be here in a few days...'

'Right...cool...'

Well that didn't seem to be helping but Jazz couldn't think of anything to say. Those images of Optimus on top of him refused to go away and every time he thought of them his body would heat up and his Spark would pulse quite fast. Plus now that Optimus knew he was a pure Spark made every thing more complicated. Time ticked on until at long last Optimus came up with a solution.

'Do you want to go and get something to eat?'

Jazz looked up and to see the Prime looking down at him with a bright red face and his whole body was tense. The whole thing was embarrassing for him as well and he was trying his best to not show it but failing terribly. Hoping this whole thing would change the topic and get rid of these strange feelings Jazz nodded his head once again.

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The young Gamma sighed with relief as he entered his quarters with the intention of going into a deep recharge. Flopping onto his berth he whined as his body began to power down. This day had certainly been an eventful one. First he was given a tour of the grand halls, watched an Alpha make out with a Delta which was against the law or something, got blamed for something that seemed stupid, got Prowl into trouble for it, had Ultra Magnus shout at him, tripped and ended up under Optimus Prime, had an engineer Beta look at him and revel to Optimus and a pervy medic that he was a pure spark and had a very awkward moment with Optimus Prime. That morning had to be the worst morning in his entire life.

After that he and Optimus went to have a small meal in a public dining area. Thankfully there was hardly anyone there so Jazz didn't have to worry about any Alpha's staring or insulting him. By then Optimus had been able to calm down and began chatting about other things like his days at the academy and how he met Ratchet and Prowl. Jazz was able to calm down too and he told him about his early days working in the Iacon Doorstep. A few of those stories made Optimus laugh whilst a few of them left him confused. Either way the pair of them were glad that the mood between them had gotten back to normal. After the meal they sat down in the lounge and enjoyed a few light drinks. Prowl was there with some red Beta called Ironhide and Optimus introduced him to Jazz as his combat instructor. The red Beta was a bit tipsy at the time and went on how he thought Jazz was the cutest Gamma he had ever seen. Optimus apologized to Jazz for his behavior but Jazz shrugged and told Optimus he found it rather amusing to watch the combat instructor run around offering free lessons to the "Alpha Pansies" whilst showing off some of his moves.

As the day ended Optimus escorted Jazz back to his quarters and he had to leave him quite suddenly for he had to report to his brother as part of his punishment. Jazz bid him farewell and decided to turn in early. Sighing as he snuggled into the soft sheets he switched his optics on and fell into a deep recharge. His sleep was peaceful and he felt safe within that dark room but as the night drew on he suddenly awoke for some reason. Sitting up upon his berth he looked around confused. For some reason something had told him to wake up and now he this strange feeling that someone was in his room. Scanning the room carefully he suddenly noticed a figure standing not too far from his berth. Pulling his sheets up against him he tried to identify who it was standing there in the dark.

'Who's there? Is that ya Prowl?'

The figure said nothing and Jazz felt scared. Was it an Alpha trying to play a prank on him? Was is Cortexion? Or Sonata? Was it possibly Mac here to take him back? After a few moments of trying to guess who it was the figure finally moved towards him until he was standing at the end of Jazz's berth. Now that he was closer Jazz was able to see who it was. To his surprise he found himself looking up at Optimus Prime.

'Op...Optimus? What are ya doing here? Do ya have any idea how late it is?'

Optimus said nothing but stared down at him. Jazz was starting to get uncomfortable and he suddenly noticed that Optimus wasn't wearing his mask. What was he doing here without his mask? Shifting on his berth slightly Jazz tried again.

'Um Optimus? Are ya OK?'

Still nothing happened. Jazz was thinking about calling Prowl help him when Optimus suddenly began to move but in a way that Jazz didn't expect. Optimus suddenly crawled onto the berth and started to make his way over to Jazz in a slow but quick manner. The young Gamma suddenly freaked out and he backed up until he was pressed up against the wall behind him. Optimus just continued to stare at him, his expression unchanging as he got closer and closer.

'Op-Optimus? What the slag are ya doing!' yelped Jazz.

Once again Optimus didn't reply and now he was almost on top of Jazz. Soon they were face to face and Jazz was unable to move away. He found himself staring back into the Prime's deep blue optics. What was he doing? Why was he here on his berth? Why wasn't he saying anything? He felt nervous and excited at the same time. His Spark was pulsing very fast and his CPU was trying to make sense of the situation. Then Optimus did something that almost made Jazz's CPU crash. He leaned in until their lips were brushing against each other and then...kissed him. Jazz's optics widened with shock as he found himself getting kissed by the Prime himself. He utter a muffled whimper as Optimus' glossa gently caress his sealed lips.

'This can't be happening, this can't be happening, this can't be HAPPENING!'

Jazz felt his body heat up as Optimus began to caress his arms and chest causing Jazz to moan. As those large blue hands massaged and probed sensitive areas of his body Jazz moaned against the kiss and finally parted his lips to allow his own glossa to come into play. He moaned and whined as he felt the Prime's hot glossa sliver and slide over his own. His own hot body now pressed up against his. The way those hands held him as the began to trace up to his throat to touch and caress his neck lines. Jazz had closed his optics as he kissed back and he wrapped his arms around Optimus' broad shoulders as best he could. He could feel his Spark pulsing in his chest as he pressed against him and it sent shock waves of pleasure throughout Jazz's body. Was this really happening? Did Optimus...feel something for him?

Then Jazz felt those hands that were gently massaging his neck tighten. He winced at first and tried to ignore it but the Prime's grip was starting to hurt. Jazz groaned as the pain began to grow and he pulled out of the kiss gasping in pain.

'Op-Optimus...you're hurting me,' he winced.

Jazz tried to pull those big blue hands off but their grip only tightened. Looking up at Optimus confused he found that he was grinning at him in a way that scared him. Then something horrible happened. The lighting shaped scar on his face began to glow a burning red and his grip on Jazz's throat got even tighter. The young Gamma watched in horror as the burning scar began to spread across the Prime's face until it started to peel off, reveling his metallic exo-skeleton underneath. Jazz shrieked and tried to kick him off but nothing was working. He felt hot again but in a very bad way. He tried to call for help but he couldn't use his voice. Optimus was still grinning as his face burned and laughed as Jazz tried to struggle. Then Optimus began to speak but his voice sounded different.

'It's OK sweetie. I will love you forever and ever and ever and ever! So don't cry.'

The young Gamma watched as Optimus began to burn, his whole body on fire. His grip on Jazz's throat refused to let go. All he could do was try and free himself from those burning hands. Then he felt the berth beneath him give way and he felt himself falling into darkness. He watched as the burning Optimus reach out to him as he fell. He was saying something but Jazz couldn't hear it. Soon he found himself alone as he continued to fall into that pit of darkness.

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A Love Out of Reach
TFG1 OPxJ
Getting Close to the Prime

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Prowl wasn't surprised that he got a call from Ultra Magnus regarding about the Gamma scaring an Alpha and that he demanded that he'd brought to his office at once. He didn't even have time to ask Jazz what had happened. The two of them rushed through the grand halls all the way to the Cybetronian Defense Center where Ultra Magnus was waiting for them. As they rushed through Jazz was getting a little nervous. The Supreme Commander had warned him if he tried to offend an Alpha he'd be in big trouble. He didn't know him too well but ever since Jazz met him he knew deep down that the Supreme Commander didn't like him very much. he looked at him with optics he was so used to seeing from the higher ups that used to look down at him back in the slums. Hate and disgust. He probaley hated him even more since he was a friend with his brother. After listening to the tales of how Optimus Prime's brother kept a close optic on him, had bodyguards take care of him and tell him off for going placers he wasn't supposed to go Jazz could only guess that Ultra Magnus was very overly protective of his brother and now that he came along he was considered a threat. A threat that needed to go away. He could only dread what the Supreme Commander was going to do to him.

Within the Command centre Jazz saw other Omega Superior's walking around wearing battle armour and some Enforcer Generals. They were all so tall and all of them looked either stressed or busy. They walked through doors marked "restricted" and carried holo-files from one place to another. Unlike the Alpha's they seemed to working much more than them. Then again Jazz saw a few of them here as well but they were just chatting away with Superior's or something. The command center itself was filled with walkways that loomed over more walkways that stretched far down a dark but dimily gigantic vent. He was pushed into lifts and forced through doors until he wasn't sure which was up or down. He was walking so fast he didn't have time to admire the place. As they walked the mechs who worked there looked at Jazz with the all too familiar curious look. All of them looked at Jazz as if he were an alien but didn't pay much attention to him. On one floor he noticed that there were a lot of Beta Enforcer's walking around carrying paper work and they all tried their best to salute Prowl as he walked by. They carried on walking until they arrived outside a fairly large door with Supreme Commander written on it. Prowl stepped forward to knock and the moment he did a big booming voice said,

'Enter!'

Jazz noticed that Prowl was looking a little nervous. Who could blame him, this was his boss. Entering the office Jazz saw that it wasn't as big as Prime's but not very extravagant like his either. Ultra Magnus sat at his desk which was very well organised and tidy. The walls were decorated certificates and old trophies of past achievements. The shelves were filled with organised holo pads and files, some personal and others that were work related. As Jazz looked around some more he noticed that this room seemed to feel empty even though he, Prowl and Ultra Magnus were within it. There was just no feeling to it. In fact he noticed that Ultra Magnus didn't even have a holo-picture of his own brother. If he recalled Optimus had one of him in his office.

The Supreme Commander glared at both Jazz and Prowl. Apparently Sonata had waltzed in and told him what had happened in his own words. He had warned Jazz that if he did anything to upset an Alpha he'd be in trouble. He didn't think he do something like this so soon but who cared. Optimus wasn't going to save his aft this time. Prowl was stood to attention behind his desk and Jazz just stood there looking a little nervous. Ultra Magnus leaned back in his chair and frowned.

'Enforcer Captain Prowl...where were you when this Gamma decided to scare the Alpha?'

Jazz winced as Prowl began to explain. Was Prowl getting into trouble because of him?

'Well sir...I was trying to calm Sonata down who was distracting architech Grapple from his work. I assumed they were going to have a fight so I-...'

'Captain...even though Sonata is rather...crude...he wouldn't dare raise a fist in fear of damaging his armour. Also that architect wouldn't dare raise a fist at an Alpha. So what you did was rather pointless. Because of that you allowed this Gamma to walk off and play a prank on a respected Alpha.'

Prowl lowered his head in shame as Ultra Magnus continued to rant how foolish he was to even think that an Alpha would even try to fight a Delta. In some way he was saying that the Alpha's were too sissy like to put up a fight, which Jazz had to agree on. Still it wasn't fair. Prowl didn't deserve to be blamed for what he had done. He was only doing his job as an Enforcer and the Gamma decided to remind the Supreme Commander of an Enforcer's job.

'Hey he was only trying to keep the peace! If ya ask me he had every right to tell that walking treasure box to mind his own business!'

Ultra Magnus shot a very nasty glare at Jazz whilst Prowl winced at the sudden interruption. In the past Jazz wouldn't even think of trying to raise his voice at a Omega Superior but he had grown tired of the higher-up's attitude to the lower classes. Ultra Magnus looked like he was about to snarl but he made no noise. The Gamma was starting to forget his place and he was planning to remind him.

'I'll get to you in a moment Gamma and I suggest you watch your glossa!'

'But this isn't fair! I was the one who screwed up not Prowl! Why should he blamed?'

'BECAUSE he is responsible for your actions. Anything you do is reflected upon him! Since I gave him the job to keep an optic on you he failed when you decided to sneak away to play jokes. So it is your fault that he is getting the blame.'

Jazz wanted to snarl and step forward but Prowl raised a hand in front of him to say, that's enough. This wasn't fair. Prowl didn't do anything wrong. In fact Jazz didn't do anything wrong either...he was just covering for Mirage who was kissing a Delta when such a thing was forbidden. Now look where it got him. Still it wasn't fair. Ultra Magnus now turned attention on him.

'I did warn you Gamma that if you screwed up you would be in serious trouble!'

'I thought it was a turbo fox! It was an accident!' cried Jazz in his defense.

To be honest he actually walked in on Mirage making out with a Delta and in a way he did surprise him. Ultra Magnus didn't seem to care if it was an accident.

'Accident or not you still offended an Alpha and I-...'

The intercom on Ultra Magnus' desk suddenly flashed a femme's voice was heard.

'Excuse me Supreme Commander sir...the Prime is here to see you regarding the Gamma.'

Ultra Magnus suddenly snarled in frustration whilst Jazz quietly thanked Primus. But how did Optimus know he was here? Ultra Magnus answered the intercom and almost screamed back at the femme.

'Tell him I can handle this!' he snapped.

'Sorry sir but he also said that the Gamma is his responsibility and if you are going to punish the Gamma then you'd better punish him as well.'

Ultra Magnus growled and glared at Jazz, who quickly hid his smirk. Optimus seemed to have a way to convince his brother to listen to him even through other mechs. That or Ultra Magnus was really, really soft around his brother and he only acted tough to keep an image. The Supreme Commander grumbled and cursed out loud before he finally gave in.

'Send him in,' he mumbled.

The door opened and Jazz looked up happy to see Optimus walking in. He seemed calm as always and walked over to stand between Jazz and Prowl. Ultra Magnus looked annoyed as his brother stood there looking as if he had the whole thing under control within his own office. Jazz quickly faced his front again and was trying not to smile in Ultra Magnus' face. Optimus seemed to be smiling from under his mask.

'I heard from Mirage what had happened and I've come to sort the situation out.'

'I can handle this Optimus Prime. Please leave this to me!' demanded Ultra Magnus.

Optimus shook his head and he stepped forward.

'According to Mirage the offense was aimed at him and not Sonata. Mirage isn't pressing any charges for he claimed it was nothing but a mere accident. Besides he did say that Jazz did apologize for his actions. Sonata merely...told his version of the story. Besides Jazz is my guest and anything he does his my responsibility so I will deal with this myself. It's was just a little mistake Ultra Magnus nothing more so don't make this any worse than it should be.'

Ultra Magnus grumbled and glared at both Prowl and Jazz. He couldn't win against his brother and it was like he was trying to make a fool out of him. However his brother had made a fair point. The act was committed against Mirage and not Sonata. Now that he thought about it Sonata was over reacting quite badly about the whole "scare" thing and if Mirage was greatly offended then he would of been the one complaining. Still Prowl did disobey his orders and allowed him to wander off and Jazz did wander away from Prowl without his permission. He wasn't going to let this Gamma go without any punishment. He had to learn his place.

'Very well then...I'll let this one slide. However Prowl you still disobeyed an order so that's an extra deca-cycle of duty for you! As for you Gamma you are now forbidden to visit any part of the grand halls unless I say so.'

Prowl grumbled silently whilst Jazz tried to hold back a snarl of defiance. That still wasn't fair. Why should Prowl be blamed when the fault was his? He was the one who screwed up not Prowl. Prowl was just trying to do his job and keep the peace. He was doing his job and Ultra Magnus was punishing him for it. Or was it that Ultra Magnus was trying to make Jazz feel like that this was his fault and trying to make him realize that the reason Prowl was getting punished was because of what he did. Still Prowl didn't deserve to get blamed because of what he did.

'Prowl shouldn't be blamed OK! I screwed up so blame me!'

Ultra Magnus ignored Jazz and shooed them away.

'This discussion is over. Now leave my office.'

Jazz wanted to say something else but Optimus halted him and shook his head. Prowl said nothing but saluted and left the room followed by Optimus and Jazz. Once they were out and the door was closed Prowl let out a frustrated sigh and looked over at Jazz with a tired look. Jazz felt guilty that Prowl was getting into trouble because of something he did and he thought that the Enforcer Captain was going to tell him off himself. Instead Prowl just shrugged and patted Jazz on the shoulder.

'Relax...I've gotten worse than this. This is small compared to what I've gotten in the past so don't worry too much about it.'

Although it felt nice to have Prowl say that Jazz still felt guilty that Prowl was getting punished as well. Optimus stepped forward after Prowl told Jazz it was all fine.

'Prowl why don't you take the afternoon off? I'll take care of Jazz for the rest of the day.'

The Enforcer Captain looked like he liked the sound of that and nodded. He did look tired anyway and Jazz didn't want to trouble him any further. He handed Jazz the holo pad he took out for him and bid them both farewell as he turned to leave. The moment he was out of sight the young Gamma let out a weary sigh. Although Jazz was happy and quite giddy since he was alone with Optimus he still felt bad for what had happened today. Sparklings looked at him as if he was a monster, higher ups looking at him as if he was scum, trying to cover for someone but ended up getting in trouble and finally getting Prowl into trouble along with a telling off from Ultra Magnus. So far his time up in the grand halls weren't so enjoyable.

As he dwelt on these thoughts he had forgotten that Optimus Prime was standing next to him. The Omega Superior could tell all of this was upsetting Jazz and a tinge of guilt began to overwhelm him. He had thought that a tour of the grand halls would make him happy which was why he instructed Prowl to show him all the interesting sights but now he saw it had turned out terrible. He should of known that the Alpha's would try and make it unbearable for him and deep down he had he a feeling at least one of them would run off to Ultra Magnus and complain. He didn't know what to say or do to make the young Gamma cheer up. Then he mentally slapped himself when he forgot the good news he had to tell Jazz earlier before Mirage bumped into him. Maybe this would cheer him up.

'Jazz I understand you feeling down but I have excellent news about the project. High Councilman Trax has convinced a great number of the council to start the equal rights campaign for the Gamma's. They wish to meet you for High Councilman Trax has told them what an interesting character you are. Once everything has been arranged and after I make a public announcement I will...'

Optimus trailed off when he noticed Jazz didn't appear to be listening to him. Was living up here in the grand halls starting to effect him? Was living around the Alpha's making him realize that the world truly hated his kind? Was bringing up here a major mistake? The moment he heard from Mirage that Jazz was going to get blamed for a silly little accident he rushed over to the command centre knowing that Ultra Magnus would take advantage of the situation and punish him. He thought Jazz would enjoy himself up here but now he realized he was wrong. He thought the little tour that Prowl would give him would cheer him up but so far it just made everything worse. He felt bad and believed that he was the cause of Jazz's misery. He decided to change the subject hoping it would cheer Jazz up.

'So what holo pad did Prowl take out for you?'

Jazz snapped out of his trance and looked up at Optimus who was peering down at his holo pad. He completely forgotten about that.

'Oh...well I was kinda interested in that Harmone-Stella and...well...I kinda wanted to give it a try.'

Optimus smirked from behind his mask.

'I had a feeling you would be interested in that. Have you had a chance to read it yet?'

The young Gamma shook his head.

'Well...it's been a busy day...so...'

Once again they were surrounded by silence. Jazz frowned when the memories of the Alpha's sneering at him in disgust, the Alpha Sparkling's laughing at the lower class's, Sonata accusing of him of harming Mirage on purpose and Ultra Magnus blaming both him and Prowl when the Enforcer Captain had done nothing wrong. It was beautiful up here but the mechs weren't as pleasant. Optimus himself was frowning.

'Jazz...I am truly sorry for what has happened to you today and I'm sorry I wasn't there.'

The young Gamma now noticed that Optimus himself was blaming himself for what had happened and he didn't want that. He had grown sick and tired of mechs being blamed for what he had done.

'It's OK Optimus...I mean it shouldn't really come as a surprise. I guess since ya were so nice to me I was expecting them to be nice as well. Guess I was fooling myself. Please don't blame yourself man.'

That seemed to make Optimus happy again. Jazz smirked and felt silly that he was getting down because of all this. He was a tough Gamma from the slums so why should this all effect him? He should be just taking it on the chin like he always had been. Down in the slums whenever a Beta or Delta insulted him or any other Gamma they would either ignore it or find some way to get back at him without them realizing it. For instance there was this one time when a Delta called a young Gamma femme a broken down rusty slut and it made the poor thing cry. Jazz got back at him by heating up some oil and pretending to trip and threw it all over him. Mac had shouted at him and took it out of his pay but it was worth it. What had happened to him? The moment he came up here he was acting like a frightened little Sparkling and the Alpha's were taking advantage of it. Well no more. If one more Alpha insulted him again he was going to do more than take it on the chin.

Jazz looked up at Optimus and smiled. Optimus was a kind mech and was trying to make his life and the life of other Gamma's better. Here he was trying to help him and cheer him and he was acting like a mopey Alpha. He didn't deserve to be ignored like that.

'So...they're really interested in me?'

'oh...yes they are. Tomorrow I will make a public announcement that I will be planning to change the laws on the class and ranks of Cybertron now that I have their support. Then I will be meeting with the other cities high council's and senators to discuss the change in laws and...'

Optimus stopped when he noticed that Jazz was looking a little lost and he chuckled.

'What I mean to say is that every thing is going smoothly now that I have the Iacon's High Council on my side. We also made plans to have a small function and...I wanted to surprise you but you will be the guest of honer.'

Jazz suddenly looked surprised. Him? The guest of honer at a higher class party? He felt slightly overwhelmed as Optimus continued to explain.

'It's not going to be a big function but a few members of Simfur high council will be there along with one member from the high council of Kaon. High Councilman Trax has told them about what I was planning and they seem to interested. If we have their support then achieving this goal will be far too easy.'

Optimus seemed pleased with what he had accomplished but stopped right there when he noticed that Jazz had stumbled slightly after taking it all in. He frowned again and wondered if this was all effecting Jazz's health. He didn't want to over work him but after the young Gamma recovered he too seemed excited.

'So I get to go to a high class party! Awesome! And they really want to meet me?'

The Prime sighed with relief and nodded.

'Yes...in fact he told me that the little joke you made about Cortexion amused them. They wish to meet you for they too believe the Gamma's deserve a better life.'

As Optimus continued to explain they decided to leave the command centre for it was giving Jazz the creeps. As they walked Optimus continued to explain in a manner that Jazz would be able to understand. If they had five major cities of Cybertron with them on the campaign then they would win and the Gamma's would be allowed to live out of the slums and get better jobs. The function they were going to was a way to gain support from at least two cities; Simfur and Kaon. With those two on their side all they had to do was get two other cities on their side and then it will all be a breeze. Jazz was happy that it all seemed to be going well but he did mention that he wasn't sure how to act at a function. Optimus just laughed and told him to be himself that was all he had to do.

They continued to talk until they changed the subject. Jazz told him about the holo pad he took out for the harmone-stella for the idea of playing the instrument got him interested. Optimus was pleased that Jazz had taken an interest in this and offered to get him one for him to practise. Jazz flushed and said he didn't need to that but Optimus insisted and said he knew where to get one. They changed the subject again for Optimus was rather curious about what had happened at the hunting grounds after explaining to Jazz that Mirage wasn't an easy mech to scare. Jazz chuckled nervously for he wasn't sure if he could tell Optimus about he really saw so he quickly changed the subject again. As they chatted away Jazz didn't realize how much time had passed since he started talking to Optimus. Talking with the Prime made him feel at ease and forget about what had happened that day. Being around Optimus made him fell happy. He didn't feel like a Gamma around an Omega Superior, he felt like a mech talking with another mech and it felt nice. It made this warm and fuzzy feeling within him spread throughout his body until he felt rather giddy.

They continued to chat away without realizing they were back in the grand halls. A few Alpha's looked alarmed to see Optimus Prime talking with a Gamma as if he was friend. The two bots ignored them and carried on laughing and talking about things only friends would only talk about. For them it was incredibly strange to see an Omega Superior acting friendly towards a Gamma. However there they were talking and not caring what other mechs were thinking about them. They walked on until Optimus noticed they were near the medical centre.

'Say Jazz why don't we pop in here. Ratchet used to practise playing the harmone-stella himself but he gave it up a long time ago. I'm sure he won't mind lending his old instrument.'

That sounded convenient but Jazz didn't really want to see that medic again. Mainly because he seemed to be flirting with him half the time he was trying to recover. However he was with Optimus this time and hopefully this bondmate of his would be in there with him. Now that he thought about it why was that perverted medic bonded in the first place if he loved to flirt and play around? Also who in their right mind would bond with him? Following Optimus in they found that nobody was in there. The berths were made, the desk was tidy and the floor looked really clean that Jazz could see his reflection. However there was no sign of the medic. Optimus mumbled and folded his arms.

'Where has he gone to now?' he grumbled.

Jazz looked around and walked towards one of the berths. He noticed the berths looked like they had been changed and wondered if it was because he had been in one of them. He didn't think Ratchet was the type who hated Gamma's so much he'd give his med centre a big clean over. Taking a step forward he failed to notice why the floor was so shiny and the moment he placed his foot down he suddenly skidded and lost his balance.

'WAAH!' he wailed as he struggled to keep his balance.

Optimus noticed and he stepped forward to grab Jazz before he fell but he too failed to notice the polished floor. He himself slipped but his heavy body caused him to fall forward knocking into Jazz. The pair of them cried out and Jazz yelped when he found himself falling on one of the berth with Optimus falling on top of him. For a while nothing was said as both mechs tried to figure out where they were. Jazz was the first to figure it out and the moment he did he felt his body heat up like crazy. Optimus Prime had ended up falling on top of him in a rather awkward position. He had somehow ended up between Jazz's legs with both their lower and upper body's pressing against each other. The young Gamma felt his face flare up like mad when he realized that he was lying under the Prime in such an awkward way. Optimus was trying to get up but he seemed to be trying to figure out what ha just happened. Jazz was trying his best to suppress a moan when Optimus shifted causing friction between their lower regions and tried to slow down the fast pulsing his Spark was making. Once Optimus was able to prop himself up on his arms he found himself looking down at a flustered Jazz who could do nothing but stare back at him. The two of them stared at each other not knowing what to do or say. Jazz couldn't hear anything put the pulsing of his own Spark in his chest. He couldn't look away from Optimus who could only stare back at him with flustered face of his own. Neither of them seemed to be able to move or speak. Time seemed to stand still as the two of them just did nothing but stare at each other.

When it looked like Optimus was about to say something a voice suddenly broke the silence causing the two bots to look up in embarrassment and shock.

'Am I interrupting something?'

The medic Ratchet stood there with a playful smirk on his face whilst leaning against his desk. He stared at them with an amused expression when the two mechs noticed him at long last. Both Optimus Prime and Jazz looked at him with bright red faces and Optimus was trying to get back back up whilst Jazz was trying to roll out from under him but all they were doing was getting tangled up with each other.

'I-it's not what it looks like Ratchet!' yelped Optimus as he tried to get back up.

Jazz was trying his best to get out from under him but as their bodies rubbed against each other it was setting off sensations and feelings that spread throughout his body and caused his face to glow even redder. Ratchet just chuckled and watched as Optimus tried to get up. However the poor Prime was so flustered and embarrassed he was having a hard time trying to do so. Thankfully Optimus was at long last able to get up and he fell back onto the berth behind them trying to calm down. Jazz just laid there not knowing what to do next. His whole body felt hot and his Spark was refusing to calm down. Ratchet just laughed and walked over whilst watching his step.

'I just had the floor polished you know...ran off to get a warning sign but it looks like I was too late.'

Optimus suddenly looked angry as well as flustered. Ratchet just laughed and pulled Jazz up who was still blushing like crazy. The medic just chuckled and patted the young Gamma on the head.

'So my little cutie did you go all the way?'

'RATCHET!' snapped Optimus.

Jazz just blushed even more whilst Optimus stood back up and slapped the medic round the back of the head. Whilst the medic and the Prime argued about what had just happened Jazz was trying to get rid of the fuzzy feeling that was spreading through his circuits like wild fire. What had just happened? He slipped and Optimus tried to grab him but ended up falling on top of him on a berth. He couldn't get that image out of his head of Optimus lying on top of him with their bodies pressing against each other. The thought of it all made his body heat up like crazy. Looking up at Optimus who was now snapping and shouting at a giggling Ratchet he realized he looked rather cute when he was all flustered. However that just made him feel even more giddy and strange.

'What kind of medic leaves his med bay when the floor is in such an unsafe condition!' snarled Optimus.

'Oh Optimus don't be ashamed...he is quite the cutie and even I would do him,' chuckled Ratchet.

'T-THAT IS NOT WHAT I WAS DOING!' cried Optimus, his face going even redder.

Poor Optimus was trying his best to keep his cool but every time Ratchet said something perverted he ended up shouting and acting like a bashful Sparkling trying to defend himself. He did look rather adorable and Jazz couldn't help but giggle as Optimus continued to shout at the laughing medic.

'He tripped and I tripped and the b-berth just happened to be there!'

'Now, now Optimus you don't have to defend yourself like that. I mean for a Gamma he has one hot piece of aft that even I would-...'

'Would what!'

Ratchet's playful grin suddenly vanished when a new voice suddenly cut him off. Jazz looked up and saw a short Beta mech with glowing red fins on his head standing right behind the medic and glaring at him with his hands on his hips. The wings on his back were twitching like mad and he sounded like he was growling. Ratchet turned round and winced when he found himself looking at the short mech that was standing behind him.

'Oh...er...hi there baby. Didn't see you come in.'

'Don't you "baby" me you two-timing jackass! Give me one good reason why I shouldn't beat the frag out of you!'

As Ratchet tried to explain to the short Beta Optimus looked like he had finally calmed down. He seemed to be rather amused that Ratchet was getting told off by this new mech who had just entered the med bay. Jazz just sat there and watched as the two argued with each other. Who was this mech and why was the medic acting strange around him. The short Beta suddenly looked over at Jazz and his red fins suddenly began to glow blue.

'Who's this?' he said in a calmer tone.

'Oh this mech? Oh...um...nobody special he-...'

Optimus suddenly pushed Ratchet out the way so he could explain.

'Wheeljack this my guest Jazz. He is a Gamma and is from the slums. He is staying up here as my guest. Jazz this is one of Iacon's top Engineer's and a member of the Scientific Research Committee. His name is Wheeljack and even though he sounds rather scary he is actually quite polite. He is also Ratchet's bondmate.'

That last bit surprised Jazz and he looked at this Beta very carefully. He didn't look like the medic's type. Well to put it more bluntly he didn't look very attractive. Half his face was hidden, his legs were slightly bent at the knee and those glowing fins of his freaked him out a little. Even though he was seemed rather scary around the medic he didn't seem that bad. Wheeljack looked at him as well before holding out his hand.

'Nice to meet you...and ignore Ratchet, I'll take care of him.'

Jazz reached out and shaked the Beta's hand. He too didn't seem to mind that he was a Gamma. However to his surprise Wheeljack suddenly grabbed Jazz's face and started to study it with careful optics.

'Hmmm...interesting helm...not very common with Gamma's...similar design but dark in colour...'

Wheeljack suddenly let go of his face and then grabbed his arm. Jazz looked to Optimus feeling confused whilst Optimus tried to grab the engineer's attention.

'Um Wheeljack...he isn't a test subject.'

'Not too long not too short...dark which is common between the Gamma's...but the white is not so common...'

Jazz now felt incredibly uncomfortable with the Beta studying him like that. He didn't mind it too much but something about this whole thing was scaring him as Wheeljack suddenly pressed his audio against the Gamma's chest. He continued to mutter and mumble things that made no sense to Jazz. Ratchet just stood there looking annoyed. Optimus sighed as Wheeljack continued to ignore him. Was he always like this? The young Gamma suddenly yelped when Wheeljack suddenly pushed him back on the berth and without his permission forced his spark chamber open. Jazz cried out and tried to cover his exposed spark chamber. Optimus went red again and slapped his own face whilst Ratchet ran over to try and stop his bondmate.

'Wheeljack cut it out!'

'The SHU is a decent size...but the Spark itself is quite small...the circuitry is quite unique and...oh...and you're a pure spark...'

Both Ratchet and Optimus suddenly looked shocked and flustered when Wheeljack had unknowingly humiliated the young Gamma by reveling that he was a pure spark. Jazz himself went redder than before and without even thinking he kicked Wheeljack off of him. Wheeljack stumbled back and fell on top of Ratchet and the pair of them fell to the floor in a heap. As Jazz closed his Spark chamber up he hanged his head in shame and tried to hide somewhere on that berth whilst Optimus began to tell the pair of them off.

'Wheeljack how dare you shame him like this! Ratchet you need to learn some manners! Apologize to him at once, the pair of you!'

The engineer sat up and looked at the poor Gamma who right now wanted to dig a hole and bury himself in it. He chuckled nervously and stood back up rubbing his helm whilst Ratchet just grumbled.

'I...I'm terribly sorry about that Jazz...I tend to get carried away with my work and...hehehe...I'm sorry...really I am.'

Even though he had apologized Jazz still refused to raise his head. He had just been humiliated in the worst way possible and now he wasn't even sure if he could face Optimus or anyone after this. Having someone see your Spark chamber was one thing but having them know that he was a Pure Spark was another. Optimus looked he had enough and decided to leave with Jazz. Taking a firm grip of Jazz's hand he led him out the med bay.

'Ratchet I will see you later about this and Wheeljack...we'll discuss this later. Good bye for now.'

Once they were out the med bay Optimus led Jazz down the hallways and out onto a small out door garden where he sat Jazz down on a bench to in hopes to calm him down. He left him for a moment to grab some Energon from a dispenser and returned to place the glass in the young Gamma's hand. Jazz was still unable to look at Optimus in the optics and his face was still very red.

'I'm am truly sorry about all this Jazz. Wheeljack has a habit of getting carried with work and forgetting where he is half the time and Ratchet...he's just Ratchet. I am so sorry about all this.'

Jazz sighed and glanced up to see that Optimus did look like he regretted the whole thing. Not a lot of mechs knew that Jazz was a pure spark. Since his romantic dream was to one day meet his dream bot he never interfaced with anyone. If Mac ever knew he'd trap him in one of his whore rooms and auction him off at a ridiculous price. That Wheeljack fella certainly knew how to embarrass someone. He should be thankful that only Ratchet and Optimus were there. Trying to put on a positive expression he smile back at Optimus.

'It's cool man...I mean...well...er...he is strange one I guess.'

Optimus chuckled, happy that Jazz was able to talk again and nodded in agreement.

'Yes he is quite an eccentric character...when he sees something that his optics have never seen before he has this strong desire to know and understand it...for instance there was this incident when he was trying to find what made a EMP grenade tick and he stole one from my brother's artillery chambers...in fact it still amazes me that Ratchet has been with him for over 100 stellar cycles and survived.'

Jazz snorted with laughter at that comment. He could imagine Ultra Magnus getting all worked up over a missing EMP grenade. How did Ratchet put up with that? In fact how did Wheeljack put up that medic? He was glad that the mood was starting to lighten up and tried to keep the topic going without even thinking of what he was saying.

'That medic is a piece of work too. He flirts with me whilst I'm trying to recover, gets drunk in the slums and doesn't even put out a warning sign for that dam floor in his med bay. I could of broke my...'

At the mention of the floor incident the cheerful mood suddenly dropped. The silence became awkward one again and the two bots felt uncomfortable sitting next to each other. Optimus began to get flustered up again and was finding it difficult to find words to voice. Jazz felt his body heat up when he began to recall how Optimus ended up falling on top of him...how their bodies rubbed against each other...how their Sparks were so close to each other...how they stared at each other...how hot it got in that med bay. Jazz had to slap himself to get those images out of his head. Optimus himself was getting flustered as he himself recalled what had happened in the med bay. He couldn't even look at Jazz as he spoke.

'I...er...I didn't hurt you did I?' he asked his voice sounding very weak.

Jazz couldn't even speak so he had to shake his head to answer. The silence between them began to grow and the more it grew the more uncomfortable the atmosphere got around them got. The longer they sat there the more awkard it felt to sit next to each other. Jazz bit his lip. He had to say something to break this unbearable silence between them.

'I-I am fine...really! You weren't that heavy...I mean...you didn't hurt me...I...uh...aw man...'

The two mechs continued to sit in awakened silence. What had happened in the med bay was starting to haunt them and now they were finding it hard to escape it. Jazz had to change the subject, he hated this dam silence.

'So...er...that function...party thing...who's going to be there again?'

'Oh...er...High Councilman Prixus of Kaon and the members High Council of Simfur...they...will be here in a few days...'

'Right...cool...'

Well that didn't seem to be helping but Jazz couldn't think of anything to say. Those images of Optimus on top of him refused to go away and every time he thought of them his body would heat up and his Spark would pulse quite fast. Plus now that Optimus knew he was a pure Spark made every thing more complicated. Time ticked on until at long last Optimus came up with a solution.

'Do you want to go and get something to eat?'

Jazz looked up and to see the Prime looking down at him with a bright red face and his whole body was tense. The whole thing was embarrassing for him as well and he was trying his best to not show it but failing terribly. Hoping this whole thing would change the topic and get rid of these strange feelings Jazz nodded his head once again.

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The young Gamma sighed with relief as he entered his quarters with the intention of going into a deep recharge. Flopping onto his berth he whined as his body began to power down. This day had certainly been an eventful one. First he was given a tour of the grand halls, watched an Alpha make out with a Delta which was against the law or something, got blamed for something that seemed stupid, got Prowl into trouble for it, had Ultra Magnus shout at him, tripped and ended up under Optimus Prime, had an engineer Beta look at him and revel to Optimus and a pervy medic that he was a pure spark and had a very awkward moment with Optimus Prime. That morning had to be the worst morning in his entire life.

After that he and Optimus went to have a small meal in a public dining area. Thankfully there was hardly anyone there so Jazz didn't have to worry about any Alpha's staring or insulting him. By then Optimus had been able to calm down and began chatting about other things like his days at the academy and how he met Ratchet and Prowl. Jazz was able to calm down too and he told him about his early days working in the Iacon Doorstep. A few of those stories made Optimus laugh whilst a few of them left him confused. Either way the pair of them were glad that the mood between them had gotten back to normal. After the meal they sat down in the lounge and enjoyed a few light drinks. Prowl was there with some red Beta called Ironhide and Optimus introduced him to Jazz as his combat instructor. The red Beta was a bit tipsy at the time and went on how he thought Jazz was the cutest Gamma he had ever seen. Optimus apologized to Jazz for his behavior but Jazz shrugged and told Optimus he found it rather amusing to watch the combat instructor run around offering free lessons to the "Alpha Pansies" whilst showing off some of his moves.

As the day ended Optimus escorted Jazz back to his quarters and he had to leave him quite suddenly for he had to report to his brother as part of his punishment. Jazz bid him farewell and decided to turn in early. Sighing as he snuggled into the soft sheets he switched his optics on and fell into a deep recharge. His sleep was peaceful and he felt safe within that dark room but as the night drew on he suddenly awoke for some reason. Sitting up upon his berth he looked around confused. For some reason something had told him to wake up and now he this strange feeling that someone was in his room. Scanning the room carefully he suddenly noticed a figure standing not too far from his berth. Pulling his sheets up against him he tried to identify who it was standing there in the dark.

'Who's there? Is that ya Prowl?'

The figure said nothing and Jazz felt scared. Was it an Alpha trying to play a prank on him? Was is Cortexion? Or Sonata? Was it possibly Mac here to take him back? After a few moments of trying to guess who it was the figure finally moved towards him until he was standing at the end of Jazz's berth. Now that he was closer Jazz was able to see who it was. To his surprise he found himself looking up at Optimus Prime.

'Op...Optimus? What are ya doing here? Do ya have any idea how late it is?'

Optimus said nothing but stared down at him. Jazz was starting to get uncomfortable and he suddenly noticed that Optimus wasn't wearing his mask. What was he doing here without his mask? Shifting on his berth slightly Jazz tried again.

'Um Optimus? Are ya OK?'

Still nothing happened. Jazz was thinking about calling Prowl help him when Optimus suddenly began to move but in a way that Jazz didn't expect. Optimus suddenly crawled onto the berth and started to make his way over to Jazz in a slow but quick manner. The young Gamma suddenly freaked out and he backed up until he was pressed up against the wall behind him. Optimus just continued to stare at him, his expression unchanging as he got closer and closer.

'Op-Optimus? What the slag are ya doing!' yelped Jazz.

Once again Optimus didn't reply and now he was almost on top of Jazz. Soon they were face to face and Jazz was unable to move away. He found himself staring back into the Prime's deep blue optics. What was he doing? Why was he here on his berth? Why wasn't he saying anything? He felt nervous and excited at the same time. His Spark was pulsing very fast and his CPU was trying to make sense of the situation. Then Optimus did something that almost made Jazz's CPU crash. He leaned in until their lips were brushing against each other and then...kissed him. Jazz's optics widened with shock as he found himself getting kissed by the Prime himself. He utter a muffled whimper as Optimus' glossa gently caress his sealed lips.

'This can't be happening, this can't be happening, this can't be HAPPENING!'

Jazz felt his body heat up as Optimus began to caress his arms and chest causing Jazz to moan. As those large blue hands massaged and probed sensitive areas of his body Jazz moaned against the kiss and finally parted his lips to allow his own glossa to come into play. He moaned and whined as he felt the Prime's hot glossa sliver and slide over his own. His own hot body now pressed up against his. The way those hands held him as the began to trace up to his throat to touch and caress his neck lines. Jazz had closed his optics as he kissed back and he wrapped his arms around Optimus' broad shoulders as best he could. He could feel his Spark pulsing in his chest as he pressed against him and it sent shock waves of pleasure throughout Jazz's body. Was this really happening? Did Optimus...feel something for him?

Then Jazz felt those hands that were gently massaging his neck tighten. He winced at first and tried to ignore it but the Prime's grip was starting to hurt. Jazz groaned as the pain began to grow and he pulled out of the kiss gasping in pain.

'Op-Optimus...you're hurting me,' he winced.

Jazz tried to pull those big blue hands off but their grip only tightened. Looking up at Optimus confused he found that he was grinning at him in a way that scared him. Then something horrible happened. The lighting shaped scar on his face began to glow a burning red and his grip on Jazz's throat got even tighter. The young Gamma watched in horror as the burning scar began to spread across the Prime's face until it started to peel off, reveling his metallic exo-skeleton underneath. Jazz shrieked and tried to kick him off but nothing was working. He felt hot again but in a very bad way. He tried to call for help but he couldn't use his voice. Optimus was still grinning as his face burned and laughed as Jazz tried to struggle. Then Optimus began to speak but his voice sounded different.

'It's OK sweetie. I will love you forever and ever and ever and ever! So don't cry.'

The young Gamma watched as Optimus began to burn, his whole body on fire. His grip on Jazz's throat refused to let go. All he could do was try and free himself from those burning hands. Then he felt the berth beneath him give way and he felt himself falling into darkness. He watched as the burning Optimus reach out to him as he fell. He was saying something but Jazz couldn't hear it. Soon he found himself alone as he continued to fall into that pit of darkness.