I'm not even going to make excuses...

Yeah I'll just wait to the end of this chapter to speak. Short chapter is shooooooort! But...sad. I mean... You are going to hate past-Megatron. [SPOILERS!] I mean, I'm ready to fucking kill him, okay? I'm like...in tears. Like, what the fuck? Seriously. Okay, I'll shut up, and you read the chapter. But warning: If you're a girl, you're sensitive, love Screamer, and will cry because of the stupid and insensitive things men can do, just... I'm with you bro, I'm with you...

Chapter Time

Dear Megatron,

The days go by with never a word from you. This war has not raged for very long, all history considered, and yet I feel as if an eternity has past. A blank stretch of time that I cannot escape from. Mechs dead; families broken; homes lost. It's a void. A black abyss of a repetitive nature. How can you stand it? The same day by day retinue and passings?

Or is it better on the field?

Here, at home, I can do nothing; nothing as my people starve. Out there... I know I could do something!

I hate you for leaving me here; forgetting me. I dare to say I miss you, and yet... Never a word...

Please, just come home...

~Starscream

My Dearest Megatron!

I am beaming with excitement! Finally, after all this time! You are returning. A military visit, I know, but won't you spend the night with me, at the least? Oh love, oh Megatron. Finally you stupid grounder! I can hardly keep myself from laughing like a mad-mech.

I don't care any longer- I've missed you! I missed you so much! Please hurry back! Two weeks is simply too long!

See you soon,

~Starscream

Megatron found himself smiling, despite the strange feeling telling him he shouldn't, that these were bad memories, memories of days he had discarded his mate for nothing behind his thoughts, had dropped into the endless pool of the game that was war... Something in his spark told him he shouldn't be happy, but, reminding the idiot that he'd deal with this later, he reached for the next letter, completely unfazed.

What was so wrong with feeling content with the mate of his past?

Dear Megatron,

Oh this waiting is tearing me to shreds! I have been smiling for days thinking about the many ways I'll be pleasing both you and I when the time comes, and even though the erotic daydreams have kept me busy, I'm still being torn apart in anticipation! Everything must be perfect! I want you to know that I care for the cause and am doing anything I can to help. And that I haven't forgotten you, love.

No. Never.

So please hurry back!

Dear Megatron,

Tomorrow you are to show! Just one more day! Oh I cannot wait any longer! Please, please hurry! The generals all wait, and although they walk with grim expressions and dread in their sunken optics, silently declaring me a fool for wanting your return, I cannot help it. I a not stupid, I know something is up; it is serious; that you will not tell me scrap. But I'll not shudder at that if it means just one more night with you.

~Starscream

Megatron,

I meant to meat you at the gate, not in a splendid showing with many servants and guards flanking behind me with a short and yet elegant "Welcome Home," speech, (though still the idea is appealing,) and rather...just as me. I want to see you, but of course I cannot.

I hate this. There is always a problem! Dealing me from the things I want to do... The damn priorities of the mane office... Ugh, I won't bore myself in righting explanations. I have to go, yet still, I cannot wait until tonight.

~Starscream

Dear Megatron,

You are with my generals still. You have been in there all day... Oh, yes I understand you have duties! And that the situation of the war must be desire somehow, but still! I want to spend the evening- no, the night - midnight, dawn, anything- with my bondmate.

Please stop taking forever! Honestly I'm tired of having to self-service! I need a damn frag!

Starscream!

Dear Megatron,

Oh how I love that spike of yours. Honestly I should be furious with you. I was on my way to speak with someone! (Definitely not to find you!) You have no right to come from nowhere, and great me for the first time in years with a slap to my unsuspecting aft! I thought you were some hooligan!

And what's wrong with you?! I've never interfaced in some back ally before! Of course I'd object!

Oh but how I'm going to kiss you tonight...

My knees buckle at the thought. Whatever that animalistic, odd, so wonderfully satisfying thing was will be nothing compared to when you have me under you, when you claim me once again, make me yours, all the way... I cannot wait.

Still...the feeling of my tank dropping out from under me when I saw you again replays hopelessly in my mind. I can't explain why my spark hurts so much, but I want you. Want you more than for just five minutes in a back ally for a quickie up against stone. Really, I'm better than that.

But I love you enough to let this one slide.

This one.

~Starscream

Megatron starred, gut twisting, spark wrenching, wanting to be heard. "No." He growled darkly, ignoring it. No he wouldn't fall victim to those thoughts. The Seeker had been going through some strange phase. He. Did. Not. Care.

Dear Megatron

I shall see you soon, I know. But I cannot wait! I've polished my armour, shined my pedes, washed my frame clean, all simply to look perfect, for you, my mate.

In a moment I'll be on my way to meat you again, and although it will be at the beastly party you and the rest of the grounders that accompanied you to my city are throwing for whatever reason, I won't mind. Not so long as I get to see you again, love.

~Starscream

Megatron found himself smiling. It was an odd feeling churning in his spark, something pleasant, though... So his beautiful mate went to all that trouble for him, eh? Well...then he'd pay him back, even if it was centuries late, he'd do something for his Seeker; buff his armour up, make their night memberable.

Reaching for the next letter, confusion suddenly trapped him when, yet again, he saw the imprints of tried tears staining almost the entirety the ancient metal slab.

A memory fought to arise, but he pushed it away; afraid. He feared to ask himself what had happened, so instead, he read on.

Megatron...

I- a blotch- I have no words for you, you sick, ungrateful, uncaring, bastard!

Suddenly unsure, Megatron battled the uneasy feeling to turn away from the letter, that one particular night rising thoughts and piecing together parts of the puzzle.

No...

You-you...you slagger! You uncaring, son of a glitch! Leave me and my city! Never return, you cheating, no good, filthy grounder! I should have never, even remotely, let you into my spark.

Goodbye and never call on me again!

Starscream.

Megatron's gut twisted, a flashback hitting unexpectedly, dread consuming his spark.

The heat of the roaring fire blared off my frame, reflecting crimson in my lustful optics. I grinned at the slutty femme-bot before, thoughts only centered around my spike and what it would feel like inside of her.

Our mouths met; I tasted high-grade rolling off the nameless whore's glossa, and smirked into the kiss. This would be easy.

Shifting on the scrappy set up couch, I loomed over my prey, tugging her shapely hips under me and growling above her; asserting my dominance.

She moaned like a slut. And I chuckled, ready to enter her.

A terribly pain suddenly flashed in my spark, and although barely showing it, I looked up.

To my horror, standing, or really trembling, in an ally, was my bondmate. He looked absolutely stunning. Armour glinting the brightest among the crowd, petite physique slanted and striate. "Perfection,"; his body said, but his wings were low, and - when finally my optics met his - his expression, broken.

As if the ugliest mech had just stepped into my view, my arousal drained away, and I simply starred, too caught up in the shock of my mate seeing me with another to do anything.

Betrayal, was what his swollen eyes said. Betrayal; disgust, and plain hurt. Tears of blue slipped down his faceplate in rivers. His mouth was open, knees buckling, pedes shaky.

I could say nothing. Do nothing. Damnit. I had been caught.

The whore beneath me gave a needy moan, and suddenly I frowned, arousal once again peaking back in my joints.

So what if I was with another? I never looked at Starscream any differently for the many other mechs I imagined he had interfaced with.

Out of the corner of my optic, I watched him jerk away, running as fast as he possibly could on his skinny legs.

I let him get away.

Note Time...

...Sexual infidelity is one of the hardest things marriage can endure. That betrayal of trust is devastating to the spouse, who, in this case, was completely faithful. I can only imagine it is the same in a bond, if not more crushing due to the fact that the bond is a more than just a joining, it is a spiritual merge that cannot be undone. But any healthy bond is structured on commitment, and when that commitment is disregarded, it is devastating to the bond or marriage.

As of the moment, I am not really in the right of mind to speak, so I'll simply leave with that, and 2 things.

1: I apologize to any of the male gender reading this. At the beginning, I said the insensitive things 'men' can do. I was being albeit biased, and for that, I am sorry. Woman are just as capable of hurting there spouse as well.

2: I meant to go on with this chapter, but circumstances state that I cannot write any more so I shall continue next chapter. On a good note, the next ne shall be here soon, and will posses an (hopefully) equal balance of letters and the present time. It will be here soon, and beware for there will be some actual smutty goodness next time ;)

Goodnight or Good-Day, I shall see you with a new chapter, trying not to cry my eyes out, of course...

Well! Please leave a review! (Reviews make me happy = happiness makes me want to write ;])

~Scarlet