Without You
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AN: YOU THOUGHT I WAS DEAD, HUH?!?!?!?! WELL I WASN'T!!!!! I've just been incredibly busy and my mind has begun to draw blanks for my other two fics (the Winny fic and the one with OP and Scorp). And so, I give you this meager oneshot. Hopes you likey.
Warnings: Soundwave and Skywarp have a little... talk....
Disclaimer: Without you belongs to RENT, Transformers belongs to hasbro
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Soundwave considered himself good company for a guy whose vocal processor was stuck on one setting. His cassets were a pain in the aft every so often but everyone had some sort of tolerance for their trickery. Soundwave was fairly tall and reasonably broad (given his alt mode), his paintjob was well cared for and he tended to keep up appearances just as well as any of Megatron's incredibly vain seekers. He did have a face beneath the mask, he just didn't like to show it off, and the reason he wore a visor was to hide the blinded optics underneath. He was open to new ideas, enjoyed invigorating conversations and even a good cube of high grade when the mood struck him. Underneath the telepathy he was jsut another soldier in Megatron's army.
So why then, did everyone but his cassets and Skywarp (of all people) treat him like a disease? Probably because they were scared of him reading their thoughts.
The telepathy wasn't a pleasant thing. It was like having a radio constantly tuned to the maximum volume in the back of his head and playing heavy metal music or really obnoxious rap. And no matter what he did, the internal radio wouldn't be turned off or tuned out. Soundwave had learned to ignore it and focus on other people, even utilizing the ability to his advantage. The only thoughts he could block out were the ones of his cassets, but even then the voices of hundreds of other mechs, insentient animals and humans throbed in the back of his cranium like a migraine.
Which was why tonight found the Decepticon third in command on land, having been dropped off by one of the seekers who had immediately left, afraid that Sounwave would do something unseemly to their minds if they stayed, no doubt.
And in his current mood that was definitely an appealing idea...
Soundwave looked around him and sighed. It was nighttime so no humans would see him on the deserted little island, walking along the beach and staring at the sky. Nothing. No sentient being for miles. He could vaugely hear the thoughts of wildlife, translated into odd chirps, trills and squeaks, but that was a soothing sound, unlike the chaotic ring of other mechs or even the humans. Soundwave had just ploped onto the sand, causing the ground to shake momentarily before he turned on his speakers, searching his memory banks for his favorite humans song.
One of the few things of humanity he could enjoy was some of their music. The radio began to play a certain song from some musical that SOundwave particularly enjoyed. A woman's voice began to sing slowly, the relaxing strains of music making Soundwave smile and reach up to remove his mask, the plates retracting into his cheeks to reveal thin lips, a strong jaw and chin, and a chisled nose.
Without you, the ground thaws, the rain falls, the grass grows.
Without you, the seeds root, the flowers bloom, the children play.
The stars gleam, the poets dream, the eagles fly, without you.
The earth turns, the sun burns, but I die, without you.
Without you, the breeze warms, the girl smiles, the cloud moves.
Without you, the tides change, the boys run, the oceans crash.
The crowds roar, the days soar, the babies cry, without you.
The moon glows, the river flows, but I die, without you.
The world revives
Colors renew
But I know blue, only blue, lonely blue, within me blue.
Without you.
Without you, the hand gropes, the ear hears, the pulse beats.
Without you, the eyes gaze, the legs walk, the lungs breathe.
The mind churns!
The mind churns!
The heart yearns!
The heart yearns!
The tears dry, without you.
Life goes on, but I'm gone.
Cause I die, without you.
"Hey." Just as the song ended the familiar voice made Soundwave turn slowly, turning off his radio to see Skywarp behind him, the purple and black seeker shyly scuffing his thrusters in the sand. "Mind if I come sit?"
"What did you do?" Soundwave asked, frowning slightly. Skywarp shrugged and sat down beside the larger mech.
"Cracker and I got into a little tiff..."
"Over what?" Soundwave asked. The voice of Skywarp echoed in his mind but he didn't pay attention to it. He prefered to be told what another mech was thinking rather than take the answers. Skywarps sighed and pulled his legs to his chest, looking up at the starry sky.
"Ever had the feeling that there is something inexplicably meant for you and you alone?" the purple seeker asked. Soundwave paused before shrugging.
"I suppose."
"And with that feeling, do you ever think that people expect something different from you? Expect you to be something or be with someone you know just isn't right for you?"
"Can't say that I have, but go on." Skywarp would tell him in his own way, Soundwave knew. The Seeker was like that.
"Thundercracker wants me to bond with him." Soundwave actually jerked at that, turning his face to his companion. Soundwave knew that the seeker trines were close and that most trinemates became bonded mates, but Skywarp and Thundercracker? Thundercracker was impatient with Skywarp's pranks, irritatingly possessive and a control freak. He would surely crush the Skywarp that Soundwave knew and try to rebuild him in his own image.
"Slag." Soundwave stated firmly and Skywarp turned, raising an optic ridge. "He would destroy you." Soundwave stated, his monotone voice carrying something else that could barely be translated into emotion. "He doesn't see that you are you, you wont be someone else."
Skywarp sighed and shrugged, laying back onto the sand to stare up at the stars.
"Ever wondered what it would be like to be a star?" Soundwave sighed, casting his glance to the other mech. He froze, staring at the moonlit body. The ebony of Skywarp's chassis gleamed brilliantly while the purple was a dull lavendar, Skywarp's white face so innocent and childish as it stared up at the sky thoughtfully. "To be so far out in space that you feel like Primus himself."
"Stars are cold. Pinpricks of pain." Soundwave stated, turning his face away. "You get too close and you are destroyed. As for space... It is cold also, isolating, freezing your very spark." Soundwave felt Skywarp's eyes on him. "They mean nothing." The blue mech heard motion behind him and felt Skywarp's gentle hand on his helm, stroking it thoughtfully. Soundwave turned, only to find himself face to face with the youngest seeker. Skywarp's nose was inches from his own, red eyes peering up at the equally red visor while the slender chassis pressed to the front of Soundwave's casset player.
"Is that what you think of yourself?" Skywarp asked. "You think you're cold, untouchable?" As if to contradict this idea, the seeker trailed his hand over a high cheek. Soundwave opened his mouth to speak but Skywarp cut him off. "So if I get too close..." The seeker pressed his cockpit flush against Sounwave's tapedeck, causing the larger mech to stiffen. "Will I be burned?" The last word was a whisper as Skywarp slowly tilted his head, sliding his hand around to hold Soundwave's head still as he leaned forward.
The moment their derma touched Soundwave felt his spark lurch. The young seeker kept the touch chaste, but when he pulled away he was trembling, staring at Soundwave, who was still as a statue.
"That was my first." The seeker whispered breathlessly, letting his hand trail away from the dark helm. "I think it was meant for you..."
Soundwave's thought process churned as he thought this over. Yes, he knew Skywarp very well, but that was mostly because the seeker was best friends with Rumble and Frenzy and hence welcome to Soundwave's life. The seeker was seemingly flightly and indeed very childish, barely of age to be fighting in a war and stellar cycles younger than Soundwave himself. He was a prankster, loyal, flightly, introspective and had an amazing intuition about the world around him, even if he didn't understand everything. The young seeker was of the mind that "if it doesn't kill you, its your friend" where as Soundwave was of the mindset of "trust few and love fewer".
Yet here was the seeker, looking up at him with hopeful optics. Soundwave turned his gaze to the seeker, reaching up to trail a hand down the seams leading from the bottom of Skywarp's optic to his jaw, tilting the delicate face.
"I hope so." Soundwave murmured before kissing the young jet.
Skywarp gasped at the sudden contact, the parting of lips enough of an invitation to Soundwave to slip his glossa into the warm mouth, exploring and claiming the mouth passionately. Large hands, once still at the communication's officer's sides, grasped the other's thighs, moving them so that Skywarp was straddling Soundwave's lap.
"W-wave..." Skywarp hissed, unaware that he had shortened the other mech's name. Soundwave murmured something against the seeker's mouth before trailing his lips further down the face, sucking on the main energon line. Skywarp gasped, squeaking slightly as he was pushed back onto the sand. "S-sound-wave!"
The larger mech reluctantly pulled away, to look down at the small seeker, who was staring at him with a mixture of fear and want.
"I wont hurt you." Soundwave stated softly, a hand moving to caress the orange of the smaller mech's cockpit. "I would never hurt you."
And he knew it was true. Soundwave would never dream of hurting this gentle, sensitive creature. He would never be so callous as to break him and turn him into something he could never be. Skywarp searched the larger mech's face before looking down at his own cockpit and offlining his optics. The shimmering glass parted down the middle, sliding aside as complex parts and controls moved aside to show a transparent casing around a lavendar spark.
Soundwave stared at the spark, expression not showing anything before he leaned down to press his derma against the casing. He expected it to be smooth, untouched, untainted, but the thin scars along it made the tapedeck pull away to look at it.
"Is something wrong?" Skywarp asked softly, unsure. Soundwave looked at Skywarp before murmuring softly.
"Someone tried to bond with you." The jet looked away, embarrasment in his posture as he lay on the ground, his most secret self exposed.
"Thundercracker and Starscream aren't always around to protect me." The jet whispered. "You don't hear everything either."
But Soundwave had. He had heard the gossip, Mixmaster and Astronian bragging that they had had the best lay of the entire army. Soundwave had ignored them after that, but more bragging came around from different mechs. Apparently because he was young, Skywarp was veiwed as weak.
"Why?" Skywarp looked away, hands resting beside his head as he stared at nothing.
"Because I'm too small to do anything to stop them." The tapedeck took a moment to realize that tears, shimmering in lilac, were trailing down pale cheeks. "B-because I... I wont tell... Beca-asue no one would..." Skywarp's fuselege was trembling and Soundwave leaned down to gather the thin body to his, hugging the jet tightly. "Help me..." Skywarp hissed, clinging to the tapedeck. Soundwave shushed him gently, reaching out to carress black and purple wings gently, tracing the decepticon insignia. Skywarp gasped at that, shuddering and cuddling closer.
Soundwave groaned when thin hands, with all the dexterity of a surgeon, began to trace his body, in particular the buttons on his chest.
"Love you... want to be close... hold me... please, Soundwave..." Skywarp was making no sense but he didn't have to. Soundwave understood when the exposed spark against his chest pulsed, sending an energy jolt towards his own, which weakly responded.
The tapedeck kissed the jet, trailing his hands over thin legs to hold him there. Laying onto his back, Soundwave ordered his chest to open, the tapedec sliding open and into his body, revealing his own deep blue spark. Skywarp stared at it, red eyes wide as he reached in to trail his fingers gently over the casing, causing Soundwave to groan. The larger mech watched Skywarp as the young jet opened their casings, leaning forward unsure.
Soundwave smiled, for the first time at someone, and nodded. The jet leaned forward to create the connection and they both arched, crying out to the stars. Skywarp's voice a shrill cry while Soundwave's deep roar rumbling the very earth beneath them.
THey were one. Soundwave proded gently at Skywarp's mind and it was immediately opened, all of the jets secrets spilled and revealed to his new bondmate. Soundwave marvelled at the young seeker's mind. It had so many twists and turns, so many dreams and ideas and memories. Everything was chaos, but it was organized, loud but it was also quiet. Soundwave felt that he could drown in this mind. Oh, but he'd die happily if this was his fate. Skywarp whimpered as Soundwave allowed him entrance to his own mind, unsure as to what to do. Soundwave gently coaxed him in, showing him everything.
Dark secrets slowly crept out of the tapedeck's mind. Faceless mechs and femmes submitting to his mind against his will, fearful optics cast his way. whispers of "the mindreader" echo and fade. Then there is Skywarp's own face, grinning and awkwardly talking, sitting with Rumble and Frenzy and giggling over some prank while Soundwave's own stern shadow covers them. Then there is Skywarp only moments before. Lying beneath Soundwave's own body, weak, submissive, shy, arms held above his head and palms open, fingers barely twitching as red eyes look hopefully at Soundwave.
::You are gorgeous.:: Soundwave whispered in their link, clinging to his mate.
::I think I love you.:: Skywarp mumbles back, his hands reaching up to touch the red visor.
::I love you too.:: Skywarp purrs at the response, curling his arms even tighter around his new mate. Soundwave smiles and leans up to kiss the small jet, flodding him with just how much he loves him.
They overload, electricity crackling and arching between them. But even as the afterglow fades, their link remains, burning in their minds. THey will never be alone, they will never have to face the world as individuals because now they are one, they are lovers, bondmates, and they are all that matters now.
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They had only been mated for a month when everyone found out, though it wasn't announced so much as show.
Megatron had been briefing him on something as they wandered down the Nemesis hallways, the silver gun-former babbling about his latest plan. it was really the same as all of the others, so Soundwave only had to nod and say "affirmative" whenever he was required. He had learned long ago that with Megatrona dn Starscream, if you simply pretended to listen then repeat the last noun they said when they paused to cycle air that the conversation (or rant) could be kept going for a good healthy three hours.
This conversation, however, was cut short when Soundwave felt a surge of distress through his spark. He had quickly learned when it was his creations and when it was his bondmate. This time it was Skywarp's distress.
::SOUNDWAVE!:: Skywarp called over the link and the tapedeck turned away from Megatron and began to walk down the halls at something approaching light speed, his thunderous steps vibrating the ground and windows as he went to his mate.
Skywarp was in the "wreck" room, surrounded by the constructicons when Soundwave found him. The seeker was currently being mech handled, being pushed from mech to mech, kissed, fondled and groped as the young seeker tried to break out of the ring.
"Release him." Soundwave's voice boomed and the constructicons turned, Mixmaster in the process of groping Skywarp's aft. At the livid expression on the commander's face they broke apart, allowing Skywarp to shakily walk over to his mate. Soundwave didn't move when the jet was a few paces away from him. They stood like taht, staring at eachother in silence before SOundwave suddenly grabbed his mate, turned and slammed him (gently) into the nearest wall. Skywarp squeaked in surprise before his mouth was covered by his mate's lips, relaxing ever so slightly as his mouth was ravished by the larger mech.
There was a sound similar to a sonic boom as the other mechs in the room realized what was happening. No one said a word when they finished kissing, Soundwave releasing Skywarp and setting the jet on his feet. Soundwave looked at the other mechs in the room, his mask back into place and stated loudly and firmly:
"MINE." Before turning and walking out the door. Skywarp watched him leave with a giddy grin before letting out a high pitched, childish giggle, trotting after his mate like a loyal puppy.
Thundercracker, one of the mechs having to have witnessed the entire thing, blinked before looking to the heavens.
"Primus help us now that he's mated to the telepath."