"How can you stand to live with that?"

"I do my best not to listen but obey at the same time so I won't be punished for anything."

The couple walked along looking out at the ocean. The sky was starting to cloud over, blocking the lght from the sun. Silverbolt shifted his eyes up to the sky, "The air is damp, it will rain soon."

"I've...never felt the rain before." She looked into his eyes, "I've only seen it from behind tinted windows."

Low thunder sounded throughout the sky above, catching her attention. Hearing it outside for the first time, it was actually very soothing to listen to. From inside her home wth the Predicons it would make the mansion rumble with it, making it sound like a monster trying to rip it apart. Blackarachnia stepped closer to the railing and looked out over the ocean as a bolt of pinkish colored lightning struck the water in the distance, "It's beautiful out here..."

Stepping forward so he could be beside her, Silverbolt spoke, "Yes, it definately is." After his words were spoken, rain began to pour out of the sky above. The girl just leaned her head back and let it wash over her face. Silverbolt couldn't help but wonder how deprived this girl really was, "Blackarachnia, have you ever been camping?"

She shook her head, "What's that?"

'Yeah...she's deprived, alright.' He thought then explained, "It's when you go outside into the woods, near a lake, or where ever is convienient and you can set up a tent, make a fire, you know, do nature stuff. It's more fun to have other people. Definately Rattrap, he always gets annoyed with everything. It's halarious! Especially when he tries to fish, it just never goes well for him. The fish always take the bait off the hook and make their escape by swimming into the darkest part of the water. I should take you one day!"

Blackarachnia snickered as she took her wet hair down, letting it flow down her back, reaching her lower thighs.

"Then there's the walks on the beaches. If I was able, I'd be staying on the beach day and night. Have you witnessed the seafoam when it gunks up and comes to shore?"

"Yes, I've seen pictures. The foam stays there on top of the sand for a long time before it disappears."

"Well," He began, "Legend says that when the foam does that and washes to shore, it is the souls or spirits of those who were lost at sea coming back to be with their loved ones."

"That sounds so sweet."

He took her hands in his as he spoke again, "I'll show you one day. We'll stay on the beach until it happens. It's beautiful. Especially when the moon is full. It's gorgeous when a storm is forming in the distance over the ocean water. The lightning is always rainbow colored. It's gorgeous."

"I bet, it sounds breath taking." They were both getting soaked. Thinking it would help keep her somewhat dry, Silverbolt took his coat and placed it around her shoulders then wrapped his arms around her small body. She just rested her head against his chest, the safe feeling had her nearly asleep in his strong arms. She never felt like this with her family, nothing even close. She started thinking about the future, 'Without me, I guess my family will die off, fortunately. Either that or turn gay.'

She opened her eyes after he rubbed his hands up and down her back, "We should get inside, my lady."

Silverbolt's POV

We made it to the room I was sharing with everyone else and Blackarachnia took off the jacket I had placed around her. She sat it on top of her bags we had brought in earlier and shuddered from the rain soaked clothes that stuck to her body.

"Would you like to change? We don't have any clothing for females, you could try to fit in mine with a tight belt around the pants." I pulled out a white button up dress shirt and turned to hand it to her, seeing her in the process of taking her corset off. She mentioned earlier that she hated the way her body looked, she claimed she was always very skinny with huge breasts and pale skin. The corset hid most of her chest area by tightening the material against it, but nothing could be done for her pale skin and her skinny body. In my eyes, she's perfect. Most males would look at her and their eyes would automatically be focused on her chest. To me, that is just extremely unnessecary. There are many other things. The main thing that I find myself looking at is her beautiful green eyes. Her angelic green eyes. She must be heaven sent, there's no way around it.

Blackarachnia's POV

The atmosphere around him, it's so comforting. I feel safe, I don't feel the sadness or the depression I felt with my family. He actually treats me with love and respect, he treats me like a girl wants to be treated. I know for a fact he is trustworthy. Even now as I undress myself in front of him, I feel no fear as his eyes look me up and down. His strong hands gently grab my shoulders and he brings me to his chest, in an embrace so comforting I never want it to end. My hands on his chest, I look up and find myself being pulled into a kiss. Not just a kiss, but my first kiss. I can feel myself blushing as his tongue entered my mouth, I have no idea what to do! I've never done anything like this before! But...I know that...everything's going to be ok.

Tigatron & Airazor

The two were walking hand in hand out on one of the deck. Having found out that Airazor was staying in the room just across from his, he was content with the fact that it'd be easier to see her. She had put her book she was reading into her large messager bag that she carried around her, sort of like a pocketbook. He had spoken of Silverbolt and Blackarachnia, then of the men of the royal family and Airazor wrinkled her nose, "How can she put up with being the only girl in a family full of men like that?!"

"I don't know but we're going to try and help her."

"I can help out! We can disguise her as someone else!"

"Well, I suppose we can't keep her hidden inside a room, now can we?" Tigatron grinned, "Any ideas?"

"A few..."

Airazor then began to whisper her plan. She could lend her some of her clothing and maybe everything would be ok...right?

Rattrap & Cheetor

"Airazor is really nice, I hope Father ends up asking her to be my mother!" The little blonde boy was so excited about possibly having a new mother. Rattrap just chuckled at the kid.

'The ship of dreams, that has to be a nickname for this big boat. Everyone on here has fallen in love with someone. But, I have to admit, Silverbolt deserves true love.' Rattrap thought.

"Should we go back to the room any time soon and check on them?"

"Trust me, kid. Silverbolt and Blackarachnia have been in that room alone for a long time now. I don't think we should interrupt them any time soon."

They still had four days until their destination. Rattrap knew it was going to be hard to hide Blackarachnia since the family she was from was crazy but he was willing to help.

Tigatron's POV

Standing in the small room that Airazor was staying in, just across from mine, I couldn't help but notice how beautiful she was as she gathered up some clothing for the predicon princess in hiding. Her movements were so graceful as she moved across the room to gather certain things. Hard to believe that I had fallen in love at first site with someone I had only known for a few hours.

I still can't forget Snowstalker but she had begged me to move on a month before she passed on.

"She should wear bright colors. She's always wearing dark clothing." She said, looking back at me with a smile on her gorgeous face. I nodded and she returned to her bag of dresses. I couldn't help but step closer to her and place my hand on her shoulder to pull her up. My lips had to be on hers and from the looks of it, she wanted hers against mine as well. I hold her in my arms and nuzzle her gently and kiss her neck as she begins to giggle.

"Ok! Ok! We have to get this to Blackarachnia! Haha!"

Silverbolt's POV

I wake up, slowly, to Blackarachnia at my side. The white sheets up to her hips, her hair sprawled out beneath her as she breathed softly. The morning sun was reflecting off of her beautiful pale skin through the window. I can't help to wonder, though, where Cheetor and Rattrap were. I found out the first night that Cheetor doesn't sleep. Instead he sits up in the bed or beside the window and reads. Every now and then he'll take a cat nap and even they don't last long. How does that kid have so much energy?

Maybe he's like Rattrap, he can stay up for days on end then sleep for one hour then do it again.

"Sleep is for the weak." He had sad at one point.

But now that I have an angel beside me, all I want to do is stay up and gaze at her. We were up all night. I guess after everything we had done, she was ready for some rest.

She can rest all she wants, I'll stay up and watch over her to make sure she gets as much rest as she needs.

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Blackarachnia's green eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the light coming in through the window. She sat up on her knees, not bothering to cover her naked body and faced Silverbolt who was standing beside the window. He was missing a shirt and it light colored pants seemed to be to big without his belt but he seemed to be comfortable.

"Good morning, my lady."

"Morning?!" She gasped, "But we've been in here alone since two thirty yesterday evening! Where are your friends?!"

He then began to explain Rattrap and Cheetor's hyperactive selves and Tigatron's staying with Airazor. She calmed down once more after hearing this, although she still felt like she had ran everyone out.

"I do love this room, though. There's nothing to hold back the light and it reflects off of the white walls making it even brighter and more beautiful!" Her eyes seemed to sparkle as she gazed out the window at the morning sky, "I love it here. Being with you in the light." She felt his arms wrap around her so leaned against his chest, "I love you, Silverbolt."

"And I love you, Blackarachnia."

"ALL RIGHT, GUYS! Cover up what you don't want to be seen!" Rattrap called while opening the door, ruining the mood as usual, "Airazor has got Blackarachnia- Oh!" He stopped upon seeing his friend frantically covering his love up with the blanket, "Sorry, didn't think..." He trailed off and walked over to the window as Airazor came in with a bag. Her gaze found Blackarachnia and she couldn't help but giggle upon seeing the predicon princess wrapped up in a white blanket. She even had made a little hood to hide under. The blonde smiled and lifted up the said hood and spoke to her with the most gentle voice, "Would you like to come with me?"

She hadn't heard another female speak in so long, "Uh, sure. I guess. Where are we going?"

"Into the bathroom so I can help you change into your new clothes." She smiled again, "I got you some light colored dresses along with some boots and sandles."

"R-really? B-but...you don't have to help me..."

"Well, I'm not letting you go to dinner with us in men's clothing!"

Blackarachnia felt her heart skip a beat, "D-dinner? B-but what i-if someone sees-"

"Honey, you'll be fine. No one has clearly seen a picture of your face because you're always hiding behind your hair in the pictures we've all seen of you with your family. They might recognize your hair, though. No one else on this ship has long hair like yours."

She nodded and looked down before standing up after making sure that she was completely covered with the bed sheet, "Well, then...I guess we need to fix that." The ex predicon picked up a knife she saw sitting on a table beside Rattrap and, before anyone could stop her she cut her long hair short enough for it to reach her shoulder blades. She then proceeded to walk to the window, open it, and threw the hair out into the ocean.

Cheetor stepped in with Tigatron and Blackarachnia ran into the bathroom to hide herself, Airazor following. She didn't want everyone to see her wrapped up in a blanket for God's sake!

Rattrap couldn't keep his mouth shut, "Bolt, I think it's safe to say that you are a very dramatic person. Falling in love with a girl like her, when will you learn to calm it down?"

"Shut up, Rattrap." He replied with a smile and recieved one in return.

In the bathroom, Blackarachnia was hesitant about taking the blanket out from around her.

"Girl, we have the same thing. It isn't like I haven't seen it before." She pulled out a pastel lavender dress with sleeves that reached the elbow, "Do you like this one?"

Blackarachnia, of course, nodded, "I've never had anything light like that before. It's gorgeous!"

"Well, we're the same size so try it on." She handed her the dress and helped her put it on. Afterwords, the blonde pulled out some white sandles and handed them to her new friend, "I hope we wear the same size!" She crossed her fingers as she put them on. Luckily, they fit perfectly.

"Look at yourself in the mirror!" Airazor turned her around so she could see herself in the full body mirror. Blackarachnia almost fainted at the new look she had. She actually thought of herself as pretty with these new clothes. The chest area was a little tight but she could breathe so she wasn't complaining.

"I'm...not wearing black! I'm actually wearing bright colored clothes!" She turned and gave Airazor the biggest hug, "You guys have helped me out so much!"

"Well, we couldn't stand those men you were living with. Oh! Don't forget the hat! You can either wear a hat or a scarf around your head to keep your hair up."

Blackarachnia chose the white hat with the lavender ribbon around it then walked out behind Airazor as they exited the bathroom.

Silverbolt thought she looked even more beautiful than before. The dress reached the middle of her shins and the sandles gave her a much more cutesy look, along with the hat.

"I don't think the preds will come down to our part of the ship, you should be safe."

Predicons

"Where could she be?!" Megatron was furious, "She plainly said she was coming back here!" His eyes went to the group of men behind them.

Inferno was the first to speak, "We've looked everywhere, Royalty! She is no where to be found."

"This is a ship in the middle of the ocean! There's only so many places she could be."

Quickstrike spoke next, "Maybe she finally went through with killin' herself. She spoke a lot 'bout suicide, Boss."

The girl's father was getting overly annoyed. But it did make sense, she was always writing about suicide and talking about death. But then again, what Predicon doesn't? She had spoken of it more than usual, though. Always writing poems about hanging herself. That and falling to her death. Megatron looked out of the window as a flashback played itself in his head.

"Blackarachnia, what are you writing about this time?" He had walked in on her in the biggest room of the mansion and found her sitting on the black, velvet sofa in front of the latge fireplace.

"I'm writing about one falling to their death."

"May I ask why, my dear?" He sat beside her and started reading as she explained.

"Well, chances are if a human jumps from very high up their heart will stop just before they hit the end. They only feel the pain of their heart stopping in mid-fall." She looked up at her father with sad eyes, "I would like to die that way when my time comes."

"My dear, your time isn't going to come anytime soon. Don't forget your position in this family."

"Yeah, to give birth to God knows how many boys. After I have a girl, I'll be killed." Her eyes traced the edges of her journal she'd been writing in. She shuddered when her father wrapped an arm around her shoulders, "Blackarachnia, we don't like to think of it as killing."

"You're right, it's murder."

"Murder is such a...strong word for such actions."

"At least when you're falling you get the chance to feel freedom right before your heart stops."

"Inferno! Go look for her in the areas where there would be ropes. The rest of you, search this entire deck of the ship for any kind of evidence that she is not among the living."

Maximal's

The group of maximals, and the one predicon, were walking out onto the deck when Blackarachnia stopped and opened her hand to reveal her black cross choker she had on the day before.

"Sweet heart, are you ok?" Airazor's hand touched the girl's shoulder.

"Yes, I just need to do something." She broke away from the rest of the group and threw the necklace to the very end of the ship. Luckily, it landed right where she intended for it to, right over one of the many ropes that were wrapped around the railing. The others were somewhat confused by her actions but decided not to say anything.

Silverbolt, on the other hand, knew what she was doing, "So, you want to go to a real party?"

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