This is another story based on a role play that a friend and I did. There will be some OOC, just to warn you, it might be minimal for all I'm aware of, but some might find it OOC big time. Anyways, there are no OC's at first, they appear much, much later, (there weren't suppose to be any but that rule died once we got into this), there is slash (my first slash fic! Hope it's good), and if you see names from other stories its because we both like those names and characters and kept them. And the first chapter will most likely skip back and forth between two characters for a little while; it takes a while before they actually meet up with one another. Anyways, that's a long enough rant, hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own any Transformers mentioned in the following story. They are all trademarked by Hasbro.

Chapter 1 Confessions

Starscream groaned painfully as he came back online. He sat up and blinked in surprise. He was still lying in front of the busy Sumdac Company building, which was surprising since it was a busy street. He touched his chest plate and growled; Megatron's punch had knocked him out, put he knew that most of the damage was inflicted by the Key.

The Key.

If the Autobot had managed to escape, then there was still a chance for him to retrieve the Allspark! Then he could get it, if Megatron hadn't already. If, however, Megatron had found the Allspark, then he was, in every aspect, screwed.

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Megatron growled angrily. He knew that Starscream would awaken soon; he had only put that slagger into stasis lock to keep him out of the way long enough for him to retrieve the Allspark and finalize his dominance over the Autobots. Too bad Optimus Prime had broken it into a million different pieces. Young fool; he would pay soon enough. He just had to collect enough of the Allspark fragments, recreate it, then, and only then, would he be able to accomplish his goals. And one of the first mechs who would feel the brunt of his power would be the traitor Starscream.

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Warning signals clashed across his vision, telling him of damages and low energy reserves, but none of it explained the strange, hard feeling he had in his chest cavity. He frowned as he opened his cockpit and saw a splinter of glowing blue crystal. His optics widened in shock.

"No. It couldn't be." He whispered in disbelief as he stared at the shard.

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Megatron growled as Lugnut stomped around behind him. He was becoming increasingly annoyed with the loyal purple Decepticon. Sure, he appreciated the mech; he was a walking weapon, but some of the things he said just got on his nerves.

"What are we going to do, Lord Megatron?" Lugnut asked.

"We wait until one of the Allspark shards turns up on the scanner." He replied coldly.

"O-o-of course, Lord Megatron!" Lugnut squeaked as he saluted and consequently lost his arm.

Megatron kept his back turned to the Decepticon as he tried his hardest not to laugh as Lugnut let out a squeak of indignity.

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"Run self-repair diagnosis." Starscream ordered, his internal systems immediately revving into action, fixing the damages that had been done.

He glanced around and frowned. The last thing he wanted was to be discovered in such a weak state. He spotted a dark alleyway not far to his left and dragged himself over to it. He grinned as he silently praised himself for finding the alleyway; only if someone walked in would he be found.

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Megatron snorted and turned towards the exit of the base. Lugnut edged slightly closer to him, careful not to anger his leader. "I'm stepping out for a flight." Megatron stated. "Make sure that Professor Sumdac continues to work on his project." He added with a growl before he transformed and took to the sky; the underground base was starting to get to him.

He flew out towards Detroit, easily slicing across the sky. He spotted some human jets flying not too far ahead of him and grinned to himself. He shot them clean out of the sky, not caring if the humans made it to the ground or not. He was imagining each twisted, metal body that fell was Starscream plummeting to his doom.

"When I have the Allspark, the first mech to fell my wrath shall be that traitor." He hissed.

As he flew over Detroit he chuckled. "I wonder what the Autobots are doing." He stated with false enthusiasm. "I hope I don't disturb them." He added sarcastically.

As he flew through the city, he didn't really care if he caused any damage to the buildings or anything else. He was flying by Sumdac Tower, when he noticed that a certain red and white Seeker's body was missing.

"Great, that miserable Seeker is already operational." He growled. But somewhere inside of him, somewhere he never liked to go anywhere near; he hoped that the Seeker wasn't too damaged.

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Starscream moaned in pain as several wires in his leg were soldered back together.

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Megatron froze. Was that a moan he had just heard? Impossible; there was no one anywhere near Sumdac Tower, so how could a moan have reached him? But there was an alley to his left. He angled himself towards it and tried to see into the depth of the darkness. If he squinted, there was some sign of a thruster in the corner.

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Starscream froze when he heard the chopper blades. He looked up and tried to press himself into the wall behind him, trying to be invisible. He wouldn't get that lucky.

Movement caught Megatron's optic and he transformed before he landed. He glared into the darkness and saw a pair of glowing red optics. "Starscream."

Starscream winced and scooted backwards and quickly as his damaged body would allow. He didn't want to look at his enraged ex-leader; he didn't want to give him a reason to attack. If he didn't seem like a threat, maybe Megatron would leave. Like that had ever worked before.

"Coward." Megatron snarled around gritted teeth. "You traitorous coward." He repeated as he walked into the shadows after the Seeker.

Starscream whined as he realized that the alley had come to a dead end. There was no escape now. Not that there had been to begin with, but now he was trapped.

Megatron walked up to the downed Seeker and wrapped his fingers around Starscream's throat before he hoisted him up to his level. He growled once before he slammed him against the brick wall behind him. He growled again before his spark started spinning fast. Primus….Starscream was so…charming when he was staring at him like that. He tilted his head at the Seeker and bit his lip ever so slightly.

Starscream flailed helplessly in Megatron steel tight grip. What chance did he have against the Decepticon leader?

As Starscream flailed around, Megatron tried to tighten his hold around his throat. He blinked once when he found that he was lacking the willpower to actually tighten his grip. He frowned before he pulled Starscream back and slammed him into the wall again This wasn't helping his mood; he was confused about how he was lacking any willpower to kill the traitor.

"Please" Starscream wheezed as he looked up at Megatron before he went limp.

Megatron frowned. "What? Spare you? After you attempted to kill me?" He growled. "Why should I spare a traitor?" He felt his spark clench a little painfully in his chest, but he ignored it.

Starscream couldn't find a very solid answer to any of Megatron's questions or to let him live. He shrugged weakly, knowing that he was only sealing his fate. But what difference would it make to beg? Megatron would kill him that much faster. That's how the tyrant worked.

"That's all the reason I need." He stated coldly as he once again tried to tighten his grip on Starscream. He growled in anger as he slammed Starscream into the wall again.

Starscream coughed up energon. His insides were hurting and he was sure that a few lesser fuel lines were ruptured from the repeated slams. He closed his optics, wishing that the whole ordeal would just go away.

Why? Megatron thought bitterly. Why can't I kill him?! He glared at the Seeker in his clutches, searching for answers in his fearful face. He felt something inside him shift, and was surprised. He wanted this Seeker, he wasn't sure why, but he did. He sighed as he loosened his grip. "Fragger." He muttered.

Starscream stared up at Megatron in shock. Why? Why had he let him go? Megatron dropped Starscream at his feet. He glared down at the Seeker and a very odd feeling swept through his spark and fuel tank. Was it…love? Impossible! There wasn't any possible way! He was Megatron! He was sparkless! He was…completely and helplessly in love with the Seeker. Head-over-heels in love, frag, that burnt. He growled before he turned away from the wounded Seeker. Starscream stared up at Megatron, unsure of what to expect from the Decepticon leader.

Megatron ground his teeth angrily. "Tell me Starscream; what do you see when you look at me?" He asked as he turned back to face the Seeker. "And don't bother lying to me about anything; I will kill you if you lie." He added with a cruel grin.

Shifting a little uneasily, Starscream replied. "I see Megatron, the great leader of the Decepticons."

Megatron felt his spark clench painfully in his chest. "That's all?" He asked a little coldly. "Nothing else?" 'Frag it Starscream! I will even take one of your snide comments right now! Anything is better than the reply you just gave me!'

Starscream looked at him slightly confused. "What do you mean?" He asked, even though he already had a slight idea.

"Nothing…interesting?" He asked, trying not to make himself obviously asking him if he loved him in return. "Something worth noticing?"

"Do you mean…what I think you mean?" The red Seeker asked.

'Slag! He's onto me!' Megatron thought bitterly. "What do you think I mean?" He asked narrowing his optics dangerously while his spark practically screamed for Starscream to return the feelings for him. Sparks worked in strange ways sometimes.

The Seeker shrank back into the corner that he had crawled to earlier. How could Megatron mean that?! 'Idiot!' He scolded himself.

"Answer me Starscream." He stated somewhat softly; he could see that he was terrifying the Seeker. "What do you think I mean?"

"I don't think it would be appropriate for me to say, exactly…." He mused, wringing his hands.

Megatron walked closer to where Starscream was cowering and knelt down in front of him to look him in the optics. "Tell me." He whispered. His spark was whirling unusually fast and he had a feeling that Starscream could hear it.

Starscream swallowed hard and tried to make himself as small as possible.

Finally losing his patients, Megatron frowned. "Frag it Starscream!" He snarled. "Tell me!"

"Y-y-your optics, sir." Starscream stuttered.

Megatron sighed. "What is so interesting about them?" He asked, a little relieved that they were actually getting somewhere now. "They're red, just like every other Decepticon."

"Yours are different." Starscream replied. "Yours burn like Pit-fire."

"And yours are gem stones." Megatron replied without thinking. He blinked a few times before he shuttered his optics and sighed. 'Slag.'

Starscream's optics widened in shock before he smiled. "Nobody has ever given me a compliment before. At least, not a real one." He stated.

Megatron suddenly felt very flustered for what he had just said. "You're…welcome?"

The Air Commander blushed slightly before he looked away and cleared his throat. "So…how are the others?" He asked in an attempt to change the subject.

"Lugnut is falling apart, literally, and Blitzwing is…Blitzwing." Megatron replied with a shrug.

"And what about the Techno-Organic?" Starscream asked, not at all interested in her whereabouts.

"Last time I checked, she was falling off the Autobots' ship." He replied with a chuckle.

"Hm." Was all Starscream could come up with for a reply.

"And how was leading the Decepticons while I was…away?" He asked.

"They're a hopeless bunch of downgrades." He replied with a snort.

Megatron chuckled. "It took you that long to figure that out?" He asked softly, unconsciously moving closer to Starscream.

"I didn't know they were that stupid!" He exclaimed.

Megatron chuckled before he found himself leaning his head against Starscream's. "Most underlings are very pathetic." He replied.

Starscream looked up at him and shifted slightly. He wasn't really sure what to think of Megatron's odd actions; never before had he gotten this close to him without beating him senseless. It just wasn't Megatron to get this close to anyone. He swallowed slightly before he managed to find his voice again.

"Sir?" He asked hesitantly. "Would you mind if I was to return to my previous rank in the Decepticon army?"

Author's note: And I leave you with that! Like I said, some OOC-ness. Megatron's actually letting Starscream live! Hmm, what does he really have planned for our little Seeker? Well, leave me a review and let me know what you think! Thanks again, and please refrain from flaming.