This is my first fic, I really hope you like.

I do Not own TFA

This is a Bumblebee x Blurr: Because there is not enough of those!

Chapter1

It twas a beautiful summer. A very promising one to say the lease. And eventful... here a story, no, more along the lines of a legend was about to unfold. The children in the park played happily, the birds chirped in harmony. Like a scene from paradise. Life was perfect. The cons had been not as active, and Sari was out of her schooling and what not. But listen as time reveals truth and more than what's in disguise.

At the base... (Late at night)

Sari tossed and turned unable to sleep. Too much was on her mind. The topic of late. Her BFF. He'd been behaving strangly and always his was fine. It was like he didn't trust her to keep what's been bothering him. Sari had always had Bee's back and expressed herself freely. That's why he trusted her, and vise versa. But Bee's strange behavior didn't make any sense. First he blanked out in mid sentence, then the locking himself in his room. Now the rejection of video games! For Pete sake. This made about as a teen girl rejecting a Sumdac Phone 19! It was the same as saying cat loved water!

"Oh Primus, Oh Primus!" Bumblebee Frantically muttered. Bee sat down on the berth. The elite guard was coming in two days! You ask why? Simple, ever since Ultra Magnus was killed of assassination, just a week prior. Sentinel Magnus, or Afthead whichever, passed a new law! The new law stated new femme was to be in the autobot army or ranks. Why would this silly little law apply to sweet Bee? Because he was a fragging she! She thought this in rage and kicked a wastebasket over in anger, then sat back down before returning to her thoughts. You'd think she'd just be able to hide, or get away with it. But no. The guard was order to check everybot. Even the ones on Earth because the bots here were fighting with the autobot flag. So that put her under a rank. A low one, but still a rank.

She had heard of rumors of this law coming into place as an incoming cadet. And Pit like she was going to give up. She had worked to fragging hard to be rejected by sexist options!

I hit her hard then a ton of brick when she saw what she must do. She remembered watching a mech train and a femme train. Mechs were more about strength and speed, while femme train with more precision and grace. She had a small flash back of watching the mechs running endless laps to build stamina and hit the weight room so much she sometimes thought they lived in there.. The femmes often were on the balance bars or in the target rooms. Since femme frames wouldn't build up the reflexes as quick as a mechs would, they are to be balanced and accurate because they probably would get a second chance to do it over again. She remembered how she trained with the mechs, acted and walked and fought perfectly like one. There defense a bit sloppy, but Primus their offense. She shivered. Up to the point no one could tell the difference between her and mech. Heck just to cover her trail she changed all her record files from femme to mech. That was pretty fragging impressive.

Come on, how many femmes could sneak in to a medical facility and change all of there files and sneak out, without getting caught. Not to many. She wanted to say that to anybot who called her clumsy. But then again, she was a lot different from when she was back then.

One of Bee's problems was she looked like a perfect image of a femme. No matter how much amour she put on. Her hip dipped in to make her aft look bigger. Her chassis was well shaped. She was small, and thin. Not very mechly.

On top of that the elite guard always knew femmes were hiding. So now the elite guard are coming so that they can give every autobot a medical test. Pit she barely let Ratchet look over her. And when she did it was very brief. Well more like him skimming over he frame for any major damage.

'Crap Crap Crap' Bee thought, 'If I don't plan this just right, I'll be caring for sparkling's for the rest of her life. And that was a freaking long time!'

The bug pulled her knees up to her chassis and silently sobbed. If she did get caught... What would her teammate think of her? Would she ever see Earth again? And what of Sari?

They'd hate her, calling her a liar. A whore, a pit-bounded glitch who nobody would ever trust again.

By the time an earth hour had gone by she was shaking uncontrollable. When she finally looked at her internal clock it said the time was 1:24 am. She decided she would need her sleep if she was to think more of the evasive plan. The young femme drifted off to sleep with oil tears threatening to spill from her optics.

I really hope you like. I revised this chapter a couple times to improve it.

Stang Out!