Yay! my exams are finally over so I can begin posting/updating my stories! By the way I would like a different title other than 28 Soundwaves... anyone got any ideas? let me know! Much obliged, Saber xx
"Come on!"
"No!"
"Please?"
"Frag you."
"So is that a yes?"
"…No"
"Oh, please?"
"For the last time, no!"
"Please?"
".......fine."
Silently crowing over his victory, Blaster pulled his rather reluctant friend out of his chair. Despite the blue mechs feeble protests, he pulled him into the middle of the dance floor, and the two, or rather Blaster, began dancing.
Blaster glanced at his unwilling partner and sighed, he kept his head down and his optics constantly darted around the room, focusing on anything but him. He groaned inwardly, he hadn't meant for his friend to be uncomfortable. He bent down near to the shorter mechs audios.
"Look, I'm going to get us some energon, meet me outside"
He didn't miss how the blue mechs body tensed as he brushed past. Hopefully he wouldn't be so wary when they were on their own. He had always hated crowds.
Blaster squeezed his way past the gossiping femmes blocking the doorway, carefully maneuvering around a group of tank-sized mechs laughing and downing cubes of ultra-high grade. He snickered as he spotted his own creator amongst the roaring mechs.
It wasn't long before he had found his small partner.
The dark, royal blue paintjob stuck out sourly against the white and yellow crystals, the color of his family.
"Here" he said cheerfully, handing him a small cube filled with sweetened high grade.
The oil used to make it sweeter turned the mixture a bale pink color and glowed ever so slightly.
The blue mech took it, optics furrowing beneath the red visor. Blaster watched troubled as his friend sat staring at the cube, his thin mouth curved into a tight smile.
"Thanks"
"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked nudging the shorter mech slightly with his shoulder.
The blue mech jumped and turned to face him, a small smile gracing his lips.
"It's nothing, really. I'm fine."
"No your not" Blaster frowned, concern evident in his tone.
The younger mech turned away staring wistfully out at the glittering city in the distance.
"It's just that…" a deep sigh.
"So long as I have this emblem on my shoulders" he pointed one blue finger towards his right shoulder, on which was tattooed Blasters family emblem. A yellow and white mark, similar to that of an autobot symbol.
"…I will never be accepted amongst the noble elite"
Blaster shrank back. Feeling incredibly small; it was so easy to forget his long time friend was still a slave. Though with the amount of times he was reprimanded by his creators for treating the orphaned servant as a noble, it shouldn't have been difficult.
"Is that all your worried about 'Wave?"
The younger mech flushed and fidgeted uncomfortably, turning his optics once more away from Blaster's.
"No" he whispered.
"Well? What else is bugging ya?" He threw an arm around the smaller mechs shoulder secretly marveling at how he seemed to fit there.
The white faceplate heated so much that Blaster could actually feel it and he was almost positive he saw the cream cheeks turning pink.
"I…"
"I….I can't dance" He blurted, scooting away from Blaster and further down the bench.
"Wha..?"
"I can't dance"
Blaster grinned cheekily.
"Is that what's been bugging you 'Wave?"
The other shuffled again and stood up.
"Yes"
Blaster laughed and stood up, taking his friends cube and placing it on the bench next to his own.
"Everyone can dance" he murmured, holding out his hand to the wary mech.
"Dance with me"
"I can't…"
"Yes, you can" Blaster interrupted. "It's easy, I'll show you"
The other looked from his outstretched hand to his face nervously and tentatively reached for the offered hand.
Blaster smiled, pulling him closer and wrapping an arm around the small waist.
"Place your hand on my shoulder"
The other did so glancing up at him curiously. Blaster grinned and held tightly onto the other blue hand in his grip.
"Well start with something very simply; just follow my lead"
Blaster moved slowly allowing his embarrassed and uncomfortable friend to get used to the timid waltz.
Stiffly the blue mech moved, not relaxing even slightly.
"Relax" he whispered gently "make yourself loose, like when you're going into recharge"
He spun them both around, eliciting a small giggle from the blue mech. The red visor sparkled happily reflecting the light thrown off from the crystals floating around them.
"Ready for something a little more difficult?"
He felt the other nod and grinning spun him in a circle before pulling the smaller mech flush against his chest.
"Let yourself be controlled by the music" he purred into the nearest audio.
"You don't control the moves"
Blaster gently eased them back into a slow waltz.
"…your emotions do"
The smaller mech gasped as Blaster pulled him closer once more. As the smooth music, drifting slowly from the ballroom into the courtyard, reached its crescendo he swooped down and claimed the delicate white lips with his own.
"See" he smirked down at the breathless mech, nuzzling an audio he smiled.
"Everyone can dance Soundwave"