Title: I write the songs
Author: Tsumiden
Rating: mature/ Nc-17
Synopsis: 2007 movie verse, Sam and Bee find themselves in turmoil over their friendship as the Decepticons make their lives miserable and one in particular has interest in Bee.
Pairings: BeexSam, others pending
Author's note: first foray into the Autobot universe, this is supposed to be a couple of months after the movie, there might be other Autobots aside from the ones in the movie showing up I'm going to try for all season one models but some others might sneak in. enjoy oh yeah and I own none of this though I do have a Bumblebee from the original series in decent condition
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Do I have to say the words?
By Tsumi
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It was a beautiful night, the moon shone full and bright over the deserted stretch of road where a boy and his car sat staring at the stars. Well, the young man sat on the hood and the car simply sat off the road, soft music playing from the radio. The young man was about eighteen with messy light brown hair and brown eyes. He wore a simple black T-shirt and ripped jeans with a favorite pair of sneakers. The car was a 2009 yellow concept Camaro with black stripes. Both were quite relaxed even if the Camaro was constantly scanning the nearby terrain for any signs of trouble.
"Sam?" the mechanized voice spoke from the car's radio. Startling his human companion from his thoughts. Even after his voice had been repaired he still seemed to prefer talking via the radio. Much to the enjoyment of his human charge and annoyance of his fellow Autobots.
"Yeah Bee?" he asked lazily.
"Can I ask something?" The robotic alien / car sounded almost nervous about whatever it was he wanted to talk about.
"Sure anything." The teen answered leaning against the warm metal.
"In my studying of human behaviors, I have found many references to sex. The information is spotty at best and makes little sense. Could you explain this to me?" The Autobot said in a rush.
"I umm Bee it's well…hard to explain, I mean have you talked to the other Autobots about this?" He stuttered not sure what else to say.
"Yes and they have been unhelpful. Ratchet merely gave me all the anatomical and scientific explanations. Ironhide laughed at me, and Optimus said he would explain it to me when I am older."
This particular bit of information startled the young man who was still not to clear on the ages or life spans of his new friends.
"How old are you exactly Bee?" He asked.
"A few million years old, the human equivalent is about seventeen."
"You're still a teenager?" he asked realizing his car was technically his junior by a year if he went by that.
"Yes." The voice sounded mildly embarrassed and the hood warmed under his hands.
"If it was not for the war I would probably be spending the first few thousand years of my life as an apprentice to a mentor of some kind."
"Well it's good to know that." He said embarrassed himself, after all it was not every day your car, which was really an alien robot and you best friend, asked about sex. "Why so interested anyway?"
The metal under his hands got even warmer. If he didn't know any better he'd have said his car was blushing.
"Bee?"
The car finally spoke again his headlights dimming in the darkness.
"The concept of human interaction intrigues me. It bears similarities to a Cybertronian practice."
"Really?" The teen had to admit it was intriguing, for one thing it was a glimpse to another facet of his best friend, the robotic alien who transformed into a car. For another thing it was sex they were talking about. Leaning against the hood. Sam grasped for something to say." What is it…called?"
The engine revved beneath his humanoid companion before the Autobot spoke.
"We call it interfacing." Bumblebee sounded slightly less embarrassed speaking the words than he had asking the question
"Interfacing." He repeated sounding the word out.
"Yes…though Ratchet and Optimus both say I am too young for such knowledge in our own kind's ways as well. Ironhide had also mentioned I should learn for myself." The petulance in his tone was enough to make Sam smile.
"Yeah, my dad told me the same thing once." He sighed.
"About Sex?" He sounded more enthusiastic with this question.
"Yeah." He looked down at the hood beneath himself, his hand brushing absently down the smooth metal
"It's hard to explain anything like this you know, it's weird to think about talking to your car about it."
"My robotic form would be too conspicuous here even at night." Bumblebee told him, engine purring from the contact.
The headlights dimmed and suddenly there was a teenager next to him on the hood. Messy blonde hair with dark streaks covered his head, briefly allowing the electric blue eyes the color of Bee's optics to be seen. He wore a yellow jacket over a black shirt and washed out jeans. "Is this better?" the voice seemed to come straight from the teen's mouth.
Sam blinked and looked him over taking in the subtleties of the form, to his surprise he found himself nodding.
"Much."
The human looking Bumblebee smiled softly. "It is a skill my kind uses to ahh…be inconspicuous. Is it?"
"Looks…good."
Sam could have sworn the other youth blushed slightly but in the dim light it was hard to tell. He tried to remember the topic of conversation with all of these new revelations of his friend.
"Oh yeah, you wanted to know about sex." He looked up at the stars trying not to stare at the Bee sitting next to him on his own hood.
"Well as you've noticed humans seem to do it a lot for recreation as well as having kids I mean people my age usually just do it for fun, though I guess my parents might but I really don't want to think about that."
At the silence he looked at the boy next to him. Bee seemed to mull over his words before speaking again. The hood beneath his hands vibrated softly, but it had cooled a little. He finally spoke again.
"Is it not a natural part of life?" He asked. "Why would you not want to think of it?"
"Would you want to think of…. Ratchet interfacing?"
The only answer he got was the teen looking Bee's eyes widening and the car revving slightly. Finally he spoke seeming to choose his words carefully.
"He is what you humans would consider an uncle to me, I would not." The hologram's face reddened slightly.
"See."
"I understand your point."
Sam laughed at the look on his face and the hood heated considerably again, now the car was shaking slightly the radio stations changing rapidly.
"You are trying to change the subject." The Camaro told him.
"No, I am not I swear, look… why don't you just ask me what you want to know." He looked expectantly at the image of his friend. "I mean we are sharing info and all."
Bee looked away seeming embarrassed and suddenly shy like he did not want to continue this conversation. Even if he had started it he was sure he had just made a mistake and his friend would be horrified by the feelings of the alien robot that at the moment was a car.
"Would you show me?" He asked so quietly Sam barely heard it, but there it was and Bee was embarrassed for asking it. He was certainly blushing enough to turn his ears red.
"Bee?" He asked.
"I understand if it bothers you. You are human and I am not. I am nowhere near your own species and…"
Bee was interrupted by a hand on his shoulder turning the figure towards him Sam looked him in the eyes.
"Bee, you are my best friend and though that says things about my social life it's not really a bad thing really." Sighing, he patted the hood gently. "I mean, I really do like you."
"And your relationship with Mikaela."
"I think she'd understand after all we all went through a month ago 'I'm sure she'd understand."
"Understand?"
The representation of his best friend seemed to consider the situation, attempting to form a reply.
Not waiting for an answer, Sam leaned over and kissed him gently. The hologram's lips felt solid, they were soft and warm he could even feel the breath of his friend. It was different from the girl's…well girl he had kissed.
Mikaela had been sweet and aggressive, leading and teaching. Where she was soft the boy was not. The gentle meeting of lips was not content to stay so tame. As Sam was considering his options he found his alien robot car best friend kissing him back. As unusual it was not unpleasant. Not in the least.
The growing ache between his legs could attest to that. Bee obviously had similar thoughts to his own. Their hands started to roam over each other's bodies. Bee had obviously chosen his form with care; it was attractive and almost androgynous. He pulled out of the lip lock to kiss down Sam's neck gently shoving him back against the windshield only to kiss him deeply again. They were both far gone as they made out.
An ear-piercing siren cut through the night as bright red and blue lights lit the darkness casting faint shadows across the lone Camaro and it's occupants. The two jumped apart as the car approached fairly surprised by the turn of events. The door opened on the cruiser and a cop stepped out he wasted no time in approaching them. Looking them both over the cop flicked a flashlight in their eyes.
"What are you boys doing out here?"
Sam did a double take as the holo-Bee floundered for words.
"Have you gentlemen been drinking, smoking or otherwise indulging in illegal activities?"
As the officer spoke he took another look at the flushed and irritated Holo. Bee remained silent relying on Sam.
"Nope…no Sir we haven't." Sam answered.
Turning his attention back to Sam he inquired further.
"Then what have you been doing out here?"
When the inquiry caught Sam by surprise, Bee took the change to reply.
"We were making out.. Sir ." He said looking at Sam who just stared at him incredulously before looking back at the cop.
"That is an illegal activity." The cop said pulling out a set of handcuffs.
"No it's not. Making out is perfectly legal." The boy demanded.
"You are resisting arrest." The cop informed him.
"No I am not. Look there's no reason for you to arrest either of us." Sam insisted.
He had jumped off Bee's hood at this point and was almost staring the cop down. Something about the man's eyes bothered him, something he couldn't quite place.
The cop got a step closer, moving to grab Sam and cuff him against the hood of the car. As the teen yelped Bumblebee realized there was a problem and leapt off his hood knocking the man over. As the cop hit the dirt he flickered to dust. The police car revved momentarily before slamming into the Camaro's fender knocking the teen and hologram to the dirt, Bee's holo-form vanished. Rolling over Witwicky was treated to the sight of both vehicles shifting to their respective shapes for battle. Sliding back he barely missed being crushed into the dirt. Starring he winced as his own car/ robotic alien/ best friend was punched in the face.
"Bee!"
"Sam run!" the Autobot yelled grabbing at Barricade before he could squish the human.
"But" Sam struggled to stand up with the cuffs still on his wrists and finally managed to stand and run, finding it really painful to run with his hands stuck behind his back like they were. He ran down the dark highway hoping he was even going the right way, he was about a quarter of a mile out when he heard another police siren and the lights cut though the night. He saw another police cruiser and two Lamborghini speeding his way in the few lights along the highway, falling to his knees he found himself surrounded by cars with no drivers. Their headlights shining on him.
"Aww come on!" he muttered, so much for a nice evening of hanging out with Bumblebee.
The ground shook under him nearly knocking him over again as he struggled to his feet.
The cruiser inched forward he could see in the light from its headlights the unmistakable symbol of the Autobots on the grill.
"Samuel Witwicky?" A voice questioned from the cruiser.
Frustrated and not only because of the situation the human sighed.
"It's Sam." He ground out ready to accept whatever fate he was about to face.
"Well then, Sam Witwicky…" the passenger door to the cruiser popped open and the lights flickered as a holo-form of friendlier looking cop appeared in the driver's seat. "Get in."
Warily getting to his feet again he slipped into the seat seeing a slight flash of amusement in the holo-form's eyes.
"What about them?" his eyes were drawn to the two robotic forms battling just up the hill.
"We got it covered." One of the Lamborghinis said revving his engine.
"Sideswipe, Sunstreaker take care of it." The cruiser ordered.
"We're on it Prowl, take care of Bee's pet." The other Lamborghini said and the two raced off taking their respective robotic forms to help their comrade fight.
"You're Autobots right?" Sam said trying not to bristle at being called Bee's pet.
"Yes." The holo-form turned helping him out of the cuffs. "I am Prowl, Optimus' third in command and security officer, those two are my junior officers, Sunstreaker and his brother Sideswipe affectionately known as the twins."
"Twins?" He asked. He'd never even thought of them having family units like an organic species would at all.
"Yes, though it's better to not think of it. We arrived just this evening and were coming to see Bumblebee and yourself, the twins were eager to speak with him again."
"Oh."
He had known other Autobots would show up, Optimus Prime had sent a message asking them too after all and he'd even told the government already, apparently these three were the first arrivals.
"Besides we have worse things to worry about, hang on." The cruiser moved slowly towards the fight.
As they arrived there was the unmistakable sound of transformation and Barricade took off. The twins would no doubt have followed him if it weren't for the fact they were both helping Bumblebee to stand. That and Prowl's barked orders to stay there and not pursue which made the red one seem to groan.
"Good thing we were coming to see you or you would have been squished." The yellow one announced.
"Don't mind him Bee, we need to get you to Ratchet." His companion ordered.
"Sam?" was Bee's only reply.
Looking at Prowl as the cruiser came up to them. Concerned more for his charge's safety than his own damage. The other two responded with a quick quip in Cybertronian that made him smile.
" I've got him Bumblebee, He's fine we are taking you both back to the base."
"Prowl?" his optics focused on the car/ alien robot that held his charge at the moment.
"Yes, now transform and let's get you to Ratchet." There was warmth in the other's voice, as he spoke to the Camaro that Sam could not quite place. Bumblebee nodded silently and let the others help him. Dents stood out on his torso with circuits sparking as he moved slowly. Sitting in the cruiser the boy could only watch the injured Autobot shift to his car form and slowly move down the road flanked by the twins with Prowl following behind them.
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The Autobots were staying in an older army base in the Nevada dessert that they were being allowed to over haul for their own use. The place looked abandoned at first as they drove in. They finally came to a building where three Autobots waited for them in their robotic forms. Optimus Prime the leader of the Autobots along with Ratchet and another 'bot Sam did not know. They waited at the doors to what Sam figured was the infirmary by the large Red Cross splashed across the barn-sized doors. He got out of Prowl and the others changed to their robot forms Bumblebee's transformation was slow and he was still sparking.
"Come on Bumblebee get inside." Ratchet ordered as the twins helped their injured friend following the medic and the other unknown Autobot the doors shut and Optimus turned to Sam and Prowl.
"Greeting Sam, we are always happy to see you. It's sad it is under such circumstances though." The Autobot leader told him.
"Yeah I like visiting you guys, but not like this." He agreed looking toward the doors, worry in his eyes.
"Has this happened before recently Prime?" Prowl asked. His tone made it clear he was worried about the smaller Autobot. Yet he was hiding it, behind the same reverence they all seemed to hold for their leader.
"No this has been the first attack in a month, we had no idea he was still around." Optimus told the cruiser.
"Good."
"I know you were worried about him my friend, but we have taken good care of him in your absence as has Sam." The Autobot leader assured his old friend.
"Thank you Optimus." He said and turned to Sam. "Thank you as well Sam, I know he was placed as your guardian but you have been a friend to him as well."
"No problem once, I got used to the fact my car was an alien robot it was great." He said wondering what exactly was between his friend and this guy.
"You should rest Sam we can have someone ask Mikaela to help make up something for where you are staying tonight."
"No, it's fine they think I'm at Mile's. I'm supposed to be home tomorrow though." He said yawning, it had been a long night and he was tired as well as worried about his friend.
"Very well Prowl can find you a place to rest here we do have buildings still intact to handle human occupation captain Lennox's squad has been a great help in setting this place up for us."
"Thanks." He said as Prowl resumed police car, and he climbed in to get carried to a place to rest.
The old barracks were still set up and not too far from the infirmary. Prowl dropped him off and he stumbled heading for the room he used when he hung out at the base. He closed the door and fell into the bunk falling asleep before his head even hit the pillow.
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Prowl returned to Optimus' office after dropping off the human the older bot looked like he had been expecting him.
"Optimus."
"Prowl, I know what you're going to ask."
"I felt it, he's gone."
"Yes I am sorry old friend."
"He was a soldier, he knew as well as I did when he left to find the AllSpark we might never see one another again. "
"He is being prepared for the memorial we are still building it as we speak."
"Thank you."
"Of course." He nodded as the younger bot left.
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When the teen woke he discovered something warm curled against his back. His own thoughts were confused, He was not in his own bed, there had been a fight between Barricade and…
"Bee?" he asked sleepily
"Yes Sam?" The voice was soft but defiantly his friend. Arms wrapped around his waist as lips brushed the sensitive flesh of his neck. He sighed and leaned back into the touch. The lips were gentle against his skin. It was rather distracting, but too good to ignore.
Sam was trying to keep his thoughts in order, he had made out with Bee. His best friend was the car who was also a robotic alien, who wanted to know more about humans and sex. This same best friend /robotic/alien car was also kissing the back of his neck with such a feather soft caress that he could barely think.
"Bee…. Bee?"
"Yes?"
"You were injured."
"The damage has been repaired and Prowl has made it very clear to never worry you or him like that again." The words were spoken into his ear softly as a tongue brushed his earlobe.
"Oh, who is Prowl?"
"He and I share the same progenitor, though his spark was formatted centuries before mine." The tender ministrations stopped for the duration of the statement then resumed with hands creeping across his torso.
"So he's like you older brother?"
"Yes."
"Oh…. I didn't know you had a brother."
"This conversation is not why I am here Sam." The holo-form of his friend told him quietly as he stroked his chest with one hand.
"I kinda noticed." He admitted shyly. " Bee, I'm not sure if we should do this."
The hands stopped but the lips and tongue did not. "You were more eager before Barricade attacked us." The human looking Camaro mumbled. Sam could swear Bee was pouting.
"I like you Bee, I'm just not sure." He turned around to face his friend/ car/ alien robot. "What will the rest of the Autobots think about us doing anything?"
"It's none of their business what I do." He said " Just because I am the youngest in this squad the others treat me like a sparkling at times."
He leaned in to kiss the human who responded eagerly to the kiss. They broke apart and before they could do anything else there was a loud banging on the door.
"Sam. We have to head out for town again or your parents will worry." Came Sunstreaker's voice.
"Damn it." Sam muttered as Bee's holo-form faded away "is this going to happen on a regular basis?" sorting out his shirt and pants he went to answer the door.
Outside glowing in the dawn light two sleek yellow cars waited. His very own best friend the Camaro that he'd just been making out with. A lovely sight for sure. Sunstreaker's own Lamborghini alt wasn't bad either. As he approached the door to the Camaro popped open and he slipped in after one loving caress along the hood. "Come on Bee, we should head home."
"Yes."
"I'll go with you as far as the city, Prime's orders." Sunstreaker informed them
"That is not necessary…" Bee began.
"Of course it is, one Decepticon attack is too much." the junior security officer informed him then said something to Bee in Cybertronian that made him rev his engine and false charge his fellow junior officer.
"I can take care of myself." The two started up and headed out of the base and towards the city.
"I know you can old friend, after all only the best serve this close to Optimus Prime." He told them.