A/N: I don't own transformers I do however own Ziya, my OC.
The ship was dead and I was dying as we fell into the gravitational pull of a planet called Earth. Sparks were coming from a nasty gash on my side. Nothing could save me but I was glad to have my best friend by my side. As Bumblebee knelt by my side he set his hand down lightly on mine. Turning my helm to face him, I smiled weakly, I'd always thought he was kind of cute, even if he was a little childish, and if it weren't for my father I probably would have asked him out. Bumblebee smiled back before leaning a bit closer and beeped softly. He had his vocal processor had been damaged in the war and could only speak in beeps and whines but I could still understand him.
"Please hang on, Ziya. We can get you off the ship and then we can get you help. Please just hang on." From my other side Ratchet cut him off.
"Bumblebee there is no use. She's too far gone. Even if we were back on Cybertron we couldn't save her. Let alone right now." I tightened my grip on Bumblebee's hand.
"Bumblebee, don't feel bad for me. I'm happy with the life I've lived." Ratchet immediately shushed me, telling me to save my strength.
"There is something I've always wanted to tell you but I just never got the chance. And I guess this is going to be the only chance I'll ever get. I just wanted to say that ever since the first time I met you, I knew that you were a bot I wanted to get to know and the most beautiful femme I'd ever seen. At every turn I tried to impress you even with your father being Optimus. And even though I don't even know if you considered me your friend or not but I always had hoped to more than that." By the time he had said that I was struggling to keep my optics online, let alone speak.
I couldn't tell him that I had wished to have been more than just friends but I couldn't have even been even his friend because of my father. I always tried to be as friendly as I could but even then I knew that I had come off as cold and probably more friendly with Ratchet, Ironhide and Jazz, than I did with him. If only he knew how I really felt.
That's when I felt my helm being turned. My optics flashed online for a second and I could vaguely make out Bumblebee's face before my optics stopped working all together. I knew my time couldn't last very much longer and I was ready for my pain to end. That's when I felt Bumblebee press his lips against mine, something I had wanted to do ever since I'd first gotten to know him. As I felt my spark fade I was really happy for the first time in my life.
A/N: Okay. This is my very first one shot and for those of you that have read my other fanfiction this is completely unrelated to this one my other is set in the Prime universe while this one takes place right before Bayverse. I'd love any and all feed back on this, especially seeing as this is the first piece of writing I have done with any sort of romance in it. Either way I shall now get back to writing my other fanfiction.