Chapter 7 "None of your business"

Soundwave arrived to Megatron's apartment more or less at noon, just to make sure his ex-leader would be awake and with a decent aspect. For Soundwave's disappointment, Megatron was still a mess when the telepath introduced the code of the gate.

(And Soundwave had never been so glad he was such an obtrusive friend; Megatron didn't know the meaning of self-care).

Megatron was lying in the living room's floor, still drunk and without cleaning. Optics closed and his hands incapable of moving properly. It was the third time ever that Soundwave had seen his friend in that state (mental and physical).

-Soundwave: Thinks that Megatron is having an emotional crisis.

The ex-gladiator made a bass sound with his dry throat.

-Soundwave: Recommends Megatron to talk with someone about Starscream's situation.

-This is nothing of your concern, Soundwave.

The telepath bobbed down and looked to Megatron for a while, then, almost as if he were resigned, collocated his hand over the other`s optics.

-Soundwave: Thinks that Megatron should just let it go.

But Megatron didn't let go anything, because he was not falling apart on Soundwave never again. And never again was he going to fell because of Starscream.

(That was not true, but at least Megatron could endure the need of yelling and breaking anything, he could until the pressure of his spark stopped).

Soundwave, knowing that the gray mech was not one to show his motions, decided to wait a little longer for the "intervention time", and got conformed by making Megatron get up and walk to his quarters to recharge for a little bit.

Maybe Skywarp was right; maybe they needed to act instead of just talking.

(A part of Soundwave's mind couldn't stop thinking how terrible was that fact).


Starscream woke up in Skyfire's berth, feeling dizzy and with the sudden urge of throwing his energon out.

Skyfire talked, and Starscream's audio receptors cried in pain with the sound.

-How are you, Star?

Bad. Fragging bad.

-Emotionally or physically?

-Both, I guess.

-I have been better. – murmured Starscream, finally opening his optics with resignation, something told him that day was going to be really hard.

-These amounts of stress are not good for your health, you may have contracted a virus by forcing yourself yesterday.

The red seeker made a sound with his throat and teeth, a mix of a snarl and a cry.

-I was a soldier, an elite soldier. This is just tiredness.

-You were a soldier once, but we have been living this peaceful life since three hundred years ago. Your systems are not the same. – said the autobot with concern, putting his hand over Starscream's forehead, trying to figure out if the temperature was adequate.

-Are you calling me old?

-I am calling you careless. You never recharge enough, and I can tell you did not recharge at all the other day.

Starscream sighed.

-No, I didn't.

Skyfire looked at his fiancé with an empty sight.

-It is Megatron, isn't it?

-Skyfire…

-All of this is because you suddenly remembered that he exists, that he is out there and alive.

-I am angry.

-It was a political invitation, Star, you shouldn't be affected, not like this.

-I am not being affected… Not the way you think, at least.

The autobot closed his fists.

-Why is it always about Megatron? Why can't you just…?

Starscream's optics glowed in warning.

-Just what, Sky?

The white seeker stayed silent for a moment.

-I am just worried, Starscream. I am calling Rung to bring your appointment forward.

Starscream, for the first time in many decades, was not hearing to Skyfire's words.


Megatron didn't remember the last time he had had such a horrible hangover.

At the end of that party thrown after the battle of Simanzi, perhaps?

The gray mech held his own head, trying not to think in order to dissipate the migraine he seemed to be suffering of.

His optics opened and closed a few times before actually focusing in a point of the ceiling. It was pretty dark. And he was in his berth.

What had he done yesterday?

Soundwave entered to the room with a tray with some energon cubes over it.

-Soundwave: Was about awakening Megatron. You have slept for three hours without consuming anything.

Megatron felt his processor explode.

-I don't remember a thing.

-Soundwave: Thinks that maybe it is better that way; Megatron said such embarrassing things about a certain seeker...

Megatron closed his optics again.

-Did I?

-Soundwave: Is completely sure about what he listened.

-You know what, Soundwave? I have been thinking for the last days… And maybe it is time that I quit this job as Councilor.

The telepath, who had been preparing a cube with oil to cure the hangover, stopped moving for a second.

-Soundwave: Wishes to know what caused that thoughts so suddenly.

-I realized that what I desire is not peace or power. What I desire will not be given with my title.

-Soundwave: And what would be such desire? If I may know, of course.

Megatron opened his optics and looked and the telepath.

-To bring time back and apologize to the ones I will never see again.

Soundwave stayed in silence.


Starscream got out of the shower unwillingly, his processor still hurting and his optics tired. He certainly was not doing anything besides recharging and drinking some energon.

While he turned on the dryer, the door of the bathroom as knocked. He didn't ask, it was Skyfire, after all he was at the autobot's apartment.

-Are you feeling better, Star? – asked the white seeker from the other side of the door.

-Yes, I will finish in a moment. I am just drying.

-Okay, I called Rung and he said he can see you in three hours, more or less.

Starscream sighed.

-Thank you, a lot, Sky. Do you want to come with me or…?

-Oh, well, I think I can wait for you, there are many shops near to his office.

Starscream turned off the dryer, taking an organic towel instead.

-I am talking about coming with me at the session.

Skyfire was silent for a moment.

-As in a couple therapy?

-As in a couple therapy, yes.

-Do you think we have so many problems?

Starscream looked at himself in the mirror.

Two million years ago, he had been one of the most powerful and feared mechs of all Cybertron, of the Universe itself. He had looked arrogant and scheming. Now his reflect was a tired and sad seeker.

He opened the door, and Skyfire walked back a little bit.

-I have problems, and I don't want you to be absorbed by them.

-You think I need to reconsider being with you?

-You need to reconsider how we are going to live… We cannot keep doing this… Sooner or later I will take away your happiness with my…

Skyfire hugged him.

-Depression. Yeah, I get your point. But if I am taking a session with you is to know how to make you feel better, not to hear a bunch of reasons of why I should not be with the mech I love.

Starscream felt a warm sensation in his spark, and he couldn't stop thinking of how selfish he was by not being able to just forget everything.

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Notes:

Some of you may know, others may not. But I have been having some personal problems that are affecting me more than I would like to. Originally, this story was going to be more predictable and Starscream was not going to have such an unstable personality. When I noticed, I had projected my feelings in both Starscream and Megatron. I read again all the chapters and noticed how I have lost sense of the original plot of the story. While I would like to erase them, I prefer to fix it, but updating is getting harder every day, and the need of writing three more chapters to getting back to the plot (more or less that is what my guide of this story indicates) is not precisely helping. I will try to at least arrive to chapter 10 before Christmas.

Now, about Starscream and Skyfire… I promise we will see a little bit of how they got together, and we will see Megatron and Starscream reunion as well.

Thanks to the ones who still follow this story, it means a lot to me that there are people out there who like my writing.

Thanks for Reading, reviews are free, my fellow cybertronians.

'Till all are one!