Disclaimer:
Transformers and Jazz belongs to Hasbro and Takara.
Song used: Manu Chao - Me gustas tu
Story belongs to me.

Based on what happened on DeviantArt between me and TfJazz. No, this didn't happen, but I drawed a picture as apology, and that sparked me to write this too, to go with the picture. And yes, this is a song fic. Sorry for shortness ^^'


Jazz was probably mad at me. I was feeling bad of our little misunderstanding, and I wanted to say I was sorry. I knew he was in his room, probably reading or something. Hallways were silent, as always if Jazz was pouting. I silently walked trough them, and playing song that could only be heard by me, thanks my headphones.

Me gusta los aviones, me gustas tu.
Me gusta viajar, me gustas tu.
Me gusta la mañana, me gustas tu.
Me gusta el viento, me gustas tu.
Me gusta sonñar, me gustas tu.
Me gusta la mar, me gustas tu.
Que voy a hace, Je ne sais pas,
Que voy a hacer, Je ne sais plus
Que voy a hacer, Je suis perdu
Que horas son, mi corazón.

I opened the door, looking in carefully. Surely there was Jazz, looking away from the door, apparently he was writing something. I tiptoed in - I know it was pointless, he would hear me anyway, but it was easier for him to pretend that I wasn't there - and stopped behind his leg. It's now or never, it seemed. Placing my scarf to cover my face, I inhaled to brace myself, and jumped, grabbing on the first edge I was able to get, and pulled myself up, repeating this. Jazz flinched, apparently he felt me climbing on him. Well no wonder, I'd noticed too if I was a transformer and a human would climb on me!

Me gusta la moto, me gustas tu.
Me gustas correr, me gustas tu.
Me gusta la lluvia, me gustas tu.
Me gusta volver, me gustas tu.
Me gusta marijuana, me gustas tu.
Me gusta colombiana, me gustas tu.
Me gusta la montaña, me gustas tu.
Me gusta la noche (me gustas tu).
Que voy a hacer, Je ne sais pas,
Que voy a hacer, Je ne sais plus.
Que voy a hacer, Je suis perdu,
Que horas son, mi corazón?

I finally made it to his shoulder. "Please don't be mad.", I said making Jazz turn his head to look at me. I took my headphones off, and cranked voice to the top so that the words could be heard. I knew Jazz was able to translate them by himself, being a robot who had the acces to all the avaible languakes on Earth was handy sometimes. Look on his face was bit confused, and I tried hard not to cry. I knew I made him feel bad, but I didn't mean it! He was still my friend, and I don't want them to feel sad! Otherwise I would feel sad too...

Me gusta la cena, me gustas tu.
Me gusta la vecina, me gustas tu.
Me gusta su cocina, me gustas tu.
Me gusta camelar, me gustas tu.
Me gusta la guitarra, me gustas tu.
Me gusta el regaee, me gustas tu.
Que voy a hacer, Je ne sais pas,
Que voy a hacer, Je ne sais plus.
Que voy a hacer, Je suis perdu,
Que horas son, mi corazón?

Jazz tilted his head a little, and that faint smile came back on his face. He raised his hand, and patted my head with his finger. "Silly human...", he muttered, and I blinked my wetting eyes. Me, silly? I felt my cat-eared-hat to slip off, reveling my brown hair more than I wanted. I hated my hair and face, that's why I was always covering it with scarf, and having a sillylooking hat. Not that it mattered though, for transformers there wasn't such an thing as "ideal-human-look", and for that I was happy. That was probably the reason why I was in better terms with them than other humans, as sad as that sounds. Especially with Jazz, we both loved music and messing up with the D-cons, even though I wasn't taken out in the fields.

Me gusta la canela, me gustas tu.
Me gusta el fuego, me gustas tu.
Me gusta menear, me gustas tu.
Me gusta la Coruña, me gustas tu.
Me gusta Malasaña, me gustas tu.
Me gusta la castaña, me gustas tu.
Me guesta Guatemala, me gustas tu.
Que voy a hacer, Je ne sais pas,
Que voy a hacer, Je ne sais plus.
Que voy a hacer, Je suis perdu,
Que horas son, mi corazón?

"You really didn't need to come here to paly that. I was supposed to say "I'm sorry" first.", he said, and I blinked my eyes again. Jazz helped me little, so I was able to sit on his shoulder better, and I pulled my scarf off for a little while. Something I was able to do only near my friends...

Que voy a hacer, Je ne sais pas,
Que voy a hacer, Je ne sais plus.
Que voy a hacer, Je suis perdu,
Que horas son, ml corazón.
Que voy a hacer, Je ne sais pas,
Que voy a hacer, Je ne sais plus.
Que voy a hacer, Je suis perdu,
Que horas son, mi corazón?

Jazz patted my head again, and I smiled again, almost giggeled. But I really had to tug my hat back to it's place, shaking my head a little. Nope, not gonna take my hat off.

Que horas son, mi corazon?
Que horas son, mi corazon?
Que horas son, mi corazon?
Que horas son, mi corazon?
Que horas son, mi corazon?
Que horas son, mi corazon?

"Me gustas tu, Jazz.", I grinned finally, and plaxed my headphones to hang around my neck once again. "As an friend, of course.", I then added, trying hard not to laugh at the look Jazz had on his face. The smile came back, and Jazz patted my back again.

"Tú también me gustas."


Notes: We all know that Me gustas tu means I like you. Tú también me gustas means "I like you too."