Sorry for any delays. P & J were very uncooperative for me during that last half of this chapter. But it's finally done! Please enjoy.
Author's notes: '…' denotes bond talk, italics denote comlink talk
Prowl and Jazz's Vacation Adventures: Hawaii
Prowl
We'd arrived late shortly after midnight, via a C17 transport, courtesy of our American Air Force allies. It was too late to really do any site seeing. So we decided to find a nice beach on the East side of the main island of Hawaii and recharge for a few hours then watch the sun rise together.
At least…that was the plan.
I don't know exactly how it started or what even possessed us to act like adolescent younglings. Logic pointed towards Jazz as the culprit with his jokes and sometimes deviant behavior. He loves to bait me into an illogical debate. It usually results in playful banter that progresses until one of us bests the other into silence.
This time I found myself chasing after Jazz down the beach, playing a game of 'Tag You're It'. He wasn't trying very hard to elude me which made me think he had some ulterior motive to the game. Jazz always seemed to have an ulterior motive which involved frying my logic circuits or getting me to interface with him.
"Tag you're it!" I exclaimed when I touched him.
Knowing full well Jazz was up to something, I pushed off of him hard forcing his momentum to continue one way while I sprinted in the other direction. Just because he was into playing that kind of game didn't mean I was going to make anything easy for him. I'd make him earn it.
"I'm going to get you, Prowler!" he shouted.
"Empty threat, Jazz! You know you can't catch me!"
"You fragger!" he yelled, making me laugh.
It was true. I was faster only because I had longer legs. However, if you give a mech like Jazz incentive he can do just about anything. I glanced over my shoulder and sure enough he was slowly gaining on me with a determined look on his face.
Like I said before, I wasn't going to make things easy for Jazz. The game wasn't really what turned either of us on. It was how much we could challenge each other during a game.
"I think you've lost a step Jazz!" I shouted over my shoulder pumping my legs faster.
I heard him growl and laughed.
Next I heard the distinct sound of a transformation sequence and glanced back to see he'd transformed into his alt mode. Sand sprayed from beneath his tires as he accelerated. I smiled, knowing exactly what he was going to do as he raced towards me.
At the precise moment, when I heard Jazz transforming as he caught up to me, I started to slide feet first. Sure enough I caught a glimpse of a surprised look on my sparkmates face as he flew over me. He was going to use all his momentum from driving to tackle me down.
Now what kind of military strategist would I be if I couldn't come of with a counter solution?
I was up on me feet, racing back the direction I came not even bother to watch Jazz perform a perfect tumble routine and bounce up on his feet. I could sense he was more determined that ever over our bond. But even after he finally caught up with me, I was able to contort my body or jump to the side avoiding his touch.
"I didn't know you were so agile!" he teased lunging for me again.
I moved my hips quickly, laughing when he growled after he just missed grabbing my aft.
"You never complained when we're in berth," I smirked, dodging him again. "Or on my desk!"
Then he surprised me by diving straight at me, tackling me down. The force of my momentum carried us right into what the humans' called a life guard tower. The wood splintering around us as we fell to the ground laughing hysterically made quite a sound.
Then suddenly I heard a siren chirp and the flashing lights of a patrol flash on a short distance away.
"Oh slag! Quick!" Jazz shouted, grabbing my hand.
I didn't think. I just reacted. Eons of trusting Jazz implicitly and I just followed him. He took us to the only place we could hide…in the water.
"Jazz, we should just confess what we did," I said. Our heads just barely above the water line as we watched the patrolling SUV drive up to the wrecked life guard tower.
"Then we'd have to report it to Optimus. Then we'd have to go back to base, make a formal apology or something."
"True, but I'd prefer standing on the beach and not getting soaked with salt water! This can't be good for my systems."
"Now you're sounding like Sunny."
"I am not!" I shouted.
Jazz suddenly dunked me under the water. My arms flayed, trying to knock him off.
'Shh! They heard you!' he said over our bond. 'Quick, let's swim out of here. There's a quiet beach a few miles south where we can get some recharge.'
I considered the alternative for a brief astrosecond. We already fled the scene of the transgression which would only warrant more questions from Optimus. I did as Jazz suggested and followed him…reluctantly. I knew it was the wrong thing to do. Oh well, I'll confess about it to Optimus later after we return to base.
"You don't have to report everything to Optimus."
"I have a responsibility, Jazz," I countered.
"It was a simple life guard tower. If it makes you feel better, I'll contact Kacey about making an anonymous donation to the beach park so they can rebuild it."
"…"
"Prowl?"
"Fine."
"Are you mad at me?"
"No, Jazz, I'm not mad at you," I sighed, noting that we changed direction and were heading towards shore. "I very rarely ever get mad at you. And I certainly wouldn't let anything as simple as some property damage get me so angry. Unless it was my favorite pen."
"Oh Primus! That was a couple hundred years ago! You're still mad I accidently broke your favorite pen!"
"Well, I did ask you to be careful with it! I don't know what possessed you to stick it in your mouth anyway."
"I was trying to look alluring to you lying on your desk because you were in desperate need of a good frag. How was I supposed to know the 'Cons would attack at that very moment causing me to bit down and break the fragging pen?"
I laughed at the memory. It was rather comical whenever I recalled it. There was an explosion, the building shook violently, and Jazz got a good shock in his mouth that shorted his vocal processor out from biting down on my pen and breaking it!
"Yeah, yeah, keep laughing lover."
"Love you too Jazz."
He replied with his love flowing over our bond.
"So what are our plans? I asked when we surfaced in shallower water.
"Volcanoes, black sand beaches, and sun bathing," he smiled over his shoulder, reaching back for my hand.
"Sounds relaxing," I sighed, lengthening my stride to catch up to his gait, taking hold of his hand.
Then quite suddenly Jazz let out a shriek as he leapt up out of the water and into my arms. Surprised and not prepared to be so top heavy, I stumbled forward, losing my balance. I barely managed to turn sideways just in time to avoid landing in the black sand with my full weight on Jazz.
"Are you ok? What happened?" I asked, laying there with Jazz in my arms.
He sat up with this sheepish and totally embarrassed look on his faceplates.
"What?" I asked again.
"Something nibbled on my foot."
My processor froze for a brief moment as I processed what he just said.
Laughter. Pure, unhindered, uncontrollable laughter erupted from my vocal processor. I was laughing so hard, my vents were actually wheezing!
"It surprised me!"
More laughter.
"You know how sensitive my feet are!"
Even more laughter.
"Prowl, please! This is embarrassing enough!"
"I know…I'm sorry!" I laughed. "Oh Jazz…I…"
"Well, I'm glad I could entertain ya."
My laughter quickly died down at his tone. I gazed up at my lover sitting beside me with an annoyed look on his faceplates.
"You were always able to entertain me or make me laugh, Jazz," I smiled, stroking his thigh. "It's just one of the many things I love about you."
Pure love and adoration radiated across his face and in his smile as he caressed my face. The strength of his love could be felt so intensely within my spark that I literally gasped. Then my spark fluttered in anticipation when he leaned closer to me.
The power of our love for each other ebbed and flowed like the tide when we kissed there on the black sandy beach. The heat of our passion rivaled that of the rivers lava flowing freely from the nearby volcano. Unimpeded. Wild. Explosive.
Was it possible to love someone too much? Perhaps. Perhaps not. I do know that I love Jazz with every ounce of energy within me and then some. I learned that about myself when I bonded with Jazz so long ago. It took a few CPU crashes to realize I couldn't calculate how much love to give Jazz.
Love has no limit to calculate.
It is boundless and most times defies logic.
And…I can't imagine my life without it.
Up next: The boys take a trip down to Australia for some fun down under!
