WARNING: SLASH CONTENT INVOLVED. IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, DON'T READ IT. Yeah, yeah, I know… slash, slash, slash. Yeah. I KNOW. But really, it's a FAN FICTION and we can do almost whatever we want with it, but, seriously, if you don't like it, don't read it. [Or get a life; don't bug me if you don't like it. I suggest both getting a life and not reading it if you don't like it.

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Sam fell down on his bed, sighing, the deep night abyss of his room closing in around him. A white light flashed, but he didn't move. Bumblebee was… doing whatever Bumblebee likes to do. Mikaela flashed to his mind, but he wiped the thought away with grudging regret. He didn't want to see her right now, he closed his eyes and the shades of black flickered. Bumblebee's light was still going, and Sam opened his eyes to see Bumblebee waved in his window sill. He sat up, and looked at be, mouthing 'what are you doing?'

Bumblebee paused, and waved his hands, motioning to come outside. Bee ducked back down, and the flashing stopped.

Sam sat down and put his shoes back on. Aching on his feet, he looked out the window. Bumblebee sat the base of his window, and gazed up at Sam, smiling in the way Bumblebee did. Sam waved and jumped back from the window. Bumblebee stood up, his yellow seeming to fade against the dim streetlamps of the night. Bee was silhouetted against them, seeming to give off a warm, joyous glow.

"Come on," Bee whispered as soundlessly as he could, and jump up, flipped, and transformed back into the Camaro. "Hurry up, Sammy."

Sam hustled in a breath, and scampered out the door, trying to be silent. After all, it was 2 in the morning.

The trees ran by in a green-brown daze, the road a black and yellow blur. Like Bumblebee… Sam though subconsciously, with a light smile. He shook his head and looked to the purple-black sky of night. Sam took in a breath and released it slowly, opening his eyes again to see Bee's yellow and black hood roaring in front of him. So relaxing, Sam though. Being with Bumblebee…Sam's eyes began to close, and they finally pushed shut. Colors blurred, and came into a picture. It looked like a small boy, with yellow-brown hair, like a light almond, and some, almost random, black streaks. He had adorably, beautiful blue eyes. He had a kind, cute smile and he was hugging a small bumblebee plushie (the actual bug!). The young boy smiled kindly, sweetly, cutely again, blushing so lightly. It made Sam smile with joy.

Suddenly, Sam snapped awake and shook his head like crazy, looking out to the hood of the car. Bumblebee had stopped, and trees were surrounding them. It was dark, but the canopy of trees let in the faint light, almost like a ring out light, a halo almost, around Bumblebee.

"Where are we going, Bumblebee?" he asked, looking in all directions of the forest. How long had he been daydreaming about the little boy? Too long, he supposed…

"I'll show you," Bumblebee said, switching the car off. "I'm going to show you." He added. Click! The door unlocked, it flipped out, wavering gently. Sam stepped out slowly, cautiously.

"What do you mean?" Sam asked, still taking in his surroundings.

"I'd like you to meet," Bumblebee said, a flash of light, adding curiosity to Sam's eyes. "Bumblebee." He finished, and Sam began to spin around as he spoke.

"But, Bee," He said. "I already know-" he was cut short was he turned around to see a handsome man, much like the little boy he saw. He was as tall as Sam, with yellow and black hair. He had the same beautiful blue eyes, and pale, delicate and smooth skin. He wore a yellow jacket, with black endings and edges. It had an Autobot symbol on its chest, with a bumblebee buzzing around it. He wore dark blue jeans, and he leaned against the hood of the Camaro.

"This is Bumblebee," Bumblebee said. "It's me!" He shouted with glee, the human actually saying it in unison with the car.

Sam's heart pounded hard, and he thought he would faint or die of joy. Why was he feeling like this? So… so happy?

Music began to beat from the car speakers as the human Bumblebee wrapped his arms around Sam. My Immortal by Evanescence poured from the speakers gently, soothingly.

"When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears, when you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears, and I held your hand through all of these years… But you still have…All of me."

Bumblebee sang, his soft, worded breath whispered gently into Sam's ear. Sam blushed lightly.

Why… why? Why did he feel like this? Why was Bee doing this? Sam squinted as Bee took his shoulders, blushing. He rubbed Sam's arms, going down to his chest, feeling him gently with his fingertips. He stood behind him, the words of the song in his ear.

Why… why?

Why did it turn out like this? Of all the ways? Sam wanted to break free, to run, to run away from him… but he didn't want to now. He wanted to relax, to melt away his cares with Bumblebee… for Bumblebee…