It was a couple months after the lost light took off and at the beginning of the journey you were so excited, but now you missed home. Earth, all your friends and family, you wondered if you would ever see them again and if they would even recognise you when you came back.

You were staring forloreingly out of one of the windows, your eyes staring into the vastness of space, and your thoughts were only about Earth, you were so homesick that you barely registered when Cyclonus walked into the room that you two shared, Rodimus had offered to allow you to bunk with him but you refused.

"Missing home?"

You jumped a little and gazed at the purple bot while his optics weren't cruel they weren't exactly caring either, "Yeah." You mumbled looking back outside, it was rather akward for a while, with your crush staring at your back.

"I could sing you a song if you like, it helps to remind me of Cybertron." Cyclonus offered, face a stoic as ever, but this one act of kindness convinced you that he wasn't as bad as everyone made him out to be.

You nodded, and a slow deep melody entered the room, it was full of lyrics that you didn't know, but somehow the song soothed the ache to your home. Cyclonus remained a respectfull distance away from you though, and it was you who crawled into his lap and rested your head against his chest, listening to his voice reverberate through his chest plates, and slowly drifting off.

Cyclonus took note of your snoozing from the minute you drifted off and sung softer not wanting to wake you, as he slowly picked you up and set you in your bed pulling the covers up to your chin, watching you sleep with a small smirk on his face before he started walking for the door one word stopped him in his tracks.

"...Cyclonus..." You said with such slarity that he had thoguht you'd woken up, but when Cyclonus turned back to you, you sighed and turned on your back, still asleep, Cyclonus let out a small vent, but he questioned why you would be dreaming of him.

~

You woke up and looked in the room, not seeing Cyclonus which wasn't that surprising he was an early bird, or whatever could be considered early in space, either way he always got up before you. You yawned, stretched and got out of bed shivering a bit at the coldness of the floor, you grabbed your shoes and change of clothes, quickly changed and pulled your shoes on and walked outside to see where Cyclonus had gone off to, then it occured to you today was his appointment with Rung, and he wouldn't be back for a while, so you decided to head to Swerves and see if Trailcutter was there yet.

~

Rung nodded as Cyclonus recanted his experience with the human that he shared a room with.

"-And then she said my name in her sleep, but I can't figure out why she would say that." Cyclonus said, normally he wouldn't be confessing this to anybody or getting in touch with his 'feelings' as Rung put it, but he was at a loss here, everything that human did he couldn't understand.

Then out of the blue Rung started chuckling, and Cyclonus felt a surge of anger, he just confessed his confusion and now the damn psychotherapist had the gall to laugh at him, Cyclonus felt the urge to strangle the stupid mech by his skinny neck, but repressed the thought almost at once, he wasn't a decepticon he would not be ruled by bloodthirstiness, as many of them were, but he did glare at Rung until he awkwardly cleared his throat, that infernal smirk still on his face.

"Cyclonus what else can you tell me about (y/n)'s attitude when you're around?" Rung asked.

Cyclonus remained silent for a while before he spoke again but with a tense edge to his voice, "Well she always greets me even though I don't repsond, she's always nice and tries to talk to me, but she doesn't understand that I don't want or need a friend."

"I think that she's looking for more than friendship." Rung said carefully, "Why don't you talk to her about taking your relationship to the next level?"

Cyclonus maintained his poker face even though inside he was confused, "Relationship? I don't know what you think is going on between us but there isn't anything." Cyclonus growled, right now he needed to get back to the room where he could think in peace, Cyclonus moved to stand and (Thankfully, for Rung's sake) he didn't stand in Cyclonus's way.

Cyclonus walked through the Lost light making way to their room thinking about himself and (y/n), was that the reason why she chose to share a room with him? Or did her... 'affections' start after they had started to share a room. And why him? There were plenty of other, much nicer Autobots on this ship for her to go mooning after. Cyclonus sat down on his bed, rubbing a hand over his face, he suddenly felt exhausted so he shut his optics and tried to shut out the infernal thoughts about (y/n), she after all deserved a far better mech than he.

~

"Okay so now what ya' gotta do to the mystery mech is stand out an' get him to notice you." Trailcutter said, in those rare moments when he's sober, (Which is almost never) he wasn't that bad to get help from.

You smiled, "Thanks Tc you're the best!"

That brought a small smile to Trailcutter's face, "Nah ya' only thank me if it works."

You rolled your eyes, waving to Trailcutter and Swerve as you left, now how were you going to get Cyclonus to notice you? What did he even like? Well he sang to you, so he might like music... hmm... but what kind would he like? You were so deep in thought that when you walked into your room you didn't notice Cyclonus staring out of the window until you bumped into his leg.

"Ouch!" You exclaimed. "Sorry Cyclonus." You added.

Cyclonus didn't respond to your apology, but he gave you a look that made your insides freeze, before turning to walk out.

"Wait Cyclonus I said I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." You said bounding after him.

"Keep your apology!" Cyclonus snapped.

Your eyes widened, he never used that tone of voice with you ever, "W-what do you mean?" You tried to keep your voice strong, but you just had to stutter.

Cyclonus gazed back at you, one hand on the door, his red optics alight, and his voice harsh, "I don't know what you think is going on between the two of us, but let me clarify. I. Don't. Like. You. There is no connection between us. You're not my friend."

Each word came like a slap in the face, you felt tears well up behind your eyelids, and it seemed harder to breath.

"There will never be anything between us. You're wasting your affection, because I wouldn't ever love a weak, meat bag like you!" Cyclonus finished and slammed the door on his way out.

You gazed at the door and slowly sunk to the floor, the tears spilling over, and you curled up in a ball and cried yourself to sleep.

~

Cyclonus walked into the washracks and looked at his reflection, his spark was killing him, but he had to he couldn't get attached to the girl he would only hurt her, he was far from boyfriend material, she would be much better without him, or so Cyclonus tried to convince himself. Cyclonus glared at his reflection hating himself so much right now, your pained expression on the brink of tears kept flashing in his mind, he raised a fist about to strike, but he lowered his arm and raked his sharpened claws over his face.

~

Your eyes burned from how much you'd been crying, you just had your heart broken, Cyclonus hadn't been back at all while you slept, and right now you didn't feel like being alone, so you looked for solace with your friends, but at Swerve's, Trailcutter was passed out one hand still clutching a glass, and Swerve was no where to be found. You sighed taking a seat anyway and setting your head down on the cool table top, listening to Trailcutter's snoring, but it was better than being alone right now.

It was pretty quiet so when you finally heard footsteps it sounded almost twice as loud to you, and you jumped up at the sudden noise to see Swerve walking behind the bar and looked at you with concern.

"Something wrong?" Swerve asked while cleaning a glass.

"No, I just had my heart broken what could be wrong with that?" You asked sarcastically, laying your head in your arms.

"I'm sensing some sarcasm there." Swerve said.

You scoffed, and heard a small clink. You turned your head to see that Swerve put a small glass in front of your face.

"We don't technically open for another couple hours, but today we're having a special for heartbroken people." Swerve said with a smile, "So what would you like? It's on the house."

Despite yourself you felt your lip curling upward in a small smile, "Thanks Swerve, I'll have the-"

"Uh-bu-bu, nothing too expensive, Haha, joking! But really, nothing pricey."

You felt a lot happier talking to Swerve, sure the wound still hurt, but it hurt a lot less with your friend, "Hmm. So you've limited my choice to water or air."

"Ha ha, very funny." Swerve said in a mock pout.

~

Cyclonus was surprised to hear your laugh after seeing your broken expression in the room, and felt a tinge of jealousy after seeing you and Swerve talking and laughing together, but he had to remind himself that was the entire point, Swerve was a good mech, a little talkative maybe but better for you than he, an Ex-Decepticon was.

So Cyclonus left and randomly walked around the corridors trying to keep his mind off of you, but nothing seemed to be working. He rounded a corner and walked into a familiar blue chassis.

"Hey watch where your going!" Whirl snapped.

"Good to see you too." Cyclonus said calmly.

At once Whirls expression changed to a disappointed one, "Aww I thought that would get to you a little bit..."

"Are we so eager to continue the pummeling that I was giving you last time?" Cyclonus asked.

"Now I think you've got that wrong my friend, it was I who was scaring you so much that you couldn't even fight last time." Whirl said, with that same expression that made him look like he was smiling, even without a mouth.

"Wouldn't fight you, there's a difference."

"Not to me."

Cyclonus stayed silent, the air alight with silent amusement he knew Whirl was just trying to bait him, it seemed to be common whenever there were near each other.

"...So what happened to your face one-horn?" Whirl asked.

Cyclonus brought up a hand with slight confusion before he remembered, "It's nothing Whirl."

"Eh, whatever. So what's up between you and the fleshie? I heard her sobbing through the walls."

Cyclonus internally groaned, "She..."

"Ooh you turned her down didn't you?" Instead of concerned Whirl sounded almost giddy.

"Whirl..." Cyclonus said in a low tone, "I don't want to talk about it."

"Okay, okay, just tell me one thing why?"

Cyclonus sighed, "She deserves much better than me Whirl, she's a kind warm hearted girl, and look at me. I'm a... I don't know what I am anymore."

All of a sudden the alarms blared through the ship and Fortress Maxmimus's voice blared through the intercom, "Warning! Warning! Prison break! Several Decepticons are now at large, find and recapture them, the last we seen they were heading toward Brainstorm's workshop!"

"Aww do we have to 'recapture'? Why can't we just eliminate?" Whirl groaned.

"We need to get to Brainstorm's workshop." Cyclonus said, at least a battle would clear his head.

~

"Woah. How'd they break out?" Swerve asked, Trailcutter was just beginning to come around.

"The better question is wil they come here?" You asked warily glancing at the door.

"Nah... We- we're fine... Fort. said they're goin toward... ugh.. Brainstorm's lab..." Trailcutter said, holding his aching head

"Well, well well, look what we have here." A voice cackled from the door.

You looked back toward the door to see three decepticons standing in the entrance, each wearing a smirk, as the stumbled upon three of the most vulnerable crew members at the time. A human, a minibot, and a hung-over Trailcutter.

"This will be easy enough." One decepticon snickered.

"Even if we do die, it would be worth it to take some of the Autobots with us." The second one said, eyeing Trailcutter maliciously.

Trailcutter heroically, and quite possibly still a little drunk, placed himself in front of you while Swerve dragged you back behind the counter, telling you to stay down.

That's when the fists started flying, Swerve tried to contact Ultra Magnus, Rodimus, or anybody! But a Decepticon sent a punch flying in his direction shattering his visor and making you flinch at the sound of the impact.

While Swerve and that Decepticon were fighting the other two were relentlessly attacking Trailcutter, and you felt horrible about not being able to do anything, but glancing at the still open door you got an idea, you vaulted over the bar and sprinted for the door, aware of the sound of footsteps slapping on the metal of the ship floor as your pursuer ran after you.

You ran as fast as you could through the hallways, your lungs starting to burn and you were aware that the distance between you and the decepticon out for blood was thinning, you mentally cursed everybody on this ship who was no doubt at or around Brainstorm's labs searching for the decepticons.

You screamed as the Decepticon finally caught up with you and sent you flying into a wall. Your head collided with the metal wall, which caused your vision to become blurry, you couldn't feel your legs either but when you looked down you noticed that your leg seemed awkward. When you tried to stand up to move away from the slowly advancing 'con your head began to spin and pain shot through your leg so intense that spots began to form in your vision. You sunk back to the ground, trying to push yourself away from the con, but you were backed up against a wall as it was, you looked up at the Decepticon's face when he stopped a mere couple feet away from you, he was smiling as he brought his hand down...

You flinched, closing your eyes and waiting for the blow to come, but it didn't you heard the loud sound of metal colliding with metal instead, and looked up in shock to see none other than Cyclonus standing in front of you. You felt both an incredible rush of happiness and sadness at seeing him there, protecting you from the fatal blow that could have killed you.\par
Cyclonus's face was one contorted with rage as he glared at the decepticon, you were a little scared by this, especially when Cyclonus slammed the 'con into the wall with an almost ear shattering clang. The Decepticon groaned and collapsed to the floor barely alive, Cyclonus stood over him preparing to give him one final blow, but instead looked your way, and he must have seen the fear reflected in your eyes then because he growled and gave the decepticon one last kick before kneeling next to you.

"Are you all right?" Cyclonus asked, concern showing in his optics.

You were touched that he cared, but his previous words echoed in your mind, "I thought we weren't friends." You mumbled, averting your gaze from his.

You were shocked when Cyclonus gently placed his hand on your shoulder, you gazed up at his face a little shocked to see that his face was covered with cuts running across the entire length of his face, "I-I I'm sorry." He whispered, you froze did Cyclonus, the Cyclonus just apologize to you?

"I didn't mean those things that I said, seeing you there... In danger... I realized that... It's just that I am quite fond of you, and I don't... want to lose you..." Cyclonus said in that same barely audible voice, but it made your heart melt.

"You're forgiven Cyclonus." You said with a sleepy smile before darkness overcame you.

"(y/n)? (Y/N)!?"

~

You woke up to very, VERY bright lights, you raised your arm to block out the light that was giving you a headache. You sat up and looked around as your eyes adjusted, you were in the medibay, Firstaid and Ratchet were hunched over a desk looking at some paperwork, while Ambulon was repairing Trailcutter who, aside from a few dents, looked very much alive. You looked over to the side of your bed and saw Cyclonus snoozing he was sleeping in a chair that didn't look very comfortable, and it just warmed your heart to know that he stayed with you. Your head felt a lot better, but some bandages were wrapped around it, lightly colored red, and you now sported a big cast on your leg, with 3 signitures on it.

"Get well soon, Swerve"

"Rewind and Chromedome"

And the third was from Ratchet, Firstaid, and Ambulon, it made you smile remembering how everybody always used to do that if you got a cast back on earth.

You looked over when Cyclonus's snoring stopped to see his weary red optics staring back at you.

"Thank you... for staying." You mumbled, heat coming to your face.

Cyclonus nodded.

"So what are we now?" You asked.

"Whatever you want us to be, though I don't think that we'd be able to go anywhere fancy for our first date." Cyclonus said.

"So.. Does that mean that we're...?" You questioned feeling excitement building in your chest.

"If you say yes."

"Yes! Hell yes!" You shout, the blush as Ambulon, Ratchet, and Firstaid all look toward you two.

You face was as red as a tomato, and you said, "Yes." This time in an indoor voice.

Cyclonus didn't respond but a small smirk broke through his normal frown, and that was all the response that you needed.

~Fin