A/N Err...sorry for not updating for a while. I was...busy. X'D School and homework...GRRR
Oh well! Now that it's here, READ
Some yaoi... o.O

(-Flashback- Smokescreen POV)

Another day. I woke up with a start. Then I froze. There was someone next to me. Touching me. I turned my head slowly. Oh. It's just Knockout…Knockout?!
Then I remembered the night before. Knockout taking out the spear-like stick, loss of energon, Knockout on top of me, losing consciousness…
I realized I was hooked up to the machine again. Energon was being pumped into me.
Knockout's eyes fluttered. He moaned a bit, getting off the berth. He unplugged the machine from my neck and put it aside. I was just about to get up and running, to escape while I can. Knockout erased all hopes by activating the restraints again, slamming me back into the berth.
"Scrap," I muttered under my breath.
Knockout looked at me, disinterested. I never thought I'd see the day. There's a victim unable to move on his berth, and Knockout is disinterested. He sighed and transformed his hand into a circular saw.
I'm scared now.
With his other hand, still looking bored, he tilted my face up so that my throat was uncovered. I started sweating. My spark beat faster in my chest. Knockout brought the saw closer to my neck. No doubt he was going to kill me. Right here. Right now. The whirring, droning sound filled my audios. I struggled a little against the restraints, even though I knew it was hopeless.
Then I realized Knockout was still looking bored. He stopped. He let go of my chin. I blinked. I was confused. Then it occurred to me. Knockout was just playing with me. He was unpredictable and untrustworthy, even when it came to killing helpless victims.
I didn't move as Knockout lay down on me after deactivating the restraints. He kissed me full on the lips. I didn't move. His eyes were closed. Since I decided it must've looked weird, just staring at his face, I closed my eyes too. Knockout's hands were on my cheeks, pulling my face closer. He was really enjoying himself. His legs were draped over the sides of mine. I really didn't know why, but I put my hands on his waist and kissed him back. We went a little deeper. I don't know how long we were there. But time passed quickly. Knockout pulled away. I was a bit drowsy, sleepy and disoriented. I just wanted to lie down there forever. Just to lie down with Knockout's warm body on me…
"You're a real sweetspark, you know that?" Knockout purred. I couldn't help but to let a small smile grow on my face. Knockout drew close to kiss me again, but this time, to my own surprise, I was the one to close the gap. I was just enjoying the few moments I wasn't being ripped to pieces. Then it came to mind that I could just keep it this way. If I kept doing this, he wouldn't kill me. "I knew you would grow to like it," Knockout whispered. I just smiled sleepily at him. This plan was working out great.

Somehow, I ended up on top. Was I enjoying this? I'd like to believe I'm not. But I think I like it. Not that I would ever admit it. Both our eyes were closed. My arms were around Knockout, and his hands were on my back. I had to stop myself from jumping a little as Knockout's claws passed over my crotch. From within mine, I felt Knockout's lips form a small smile. We somehow ended up switching again. Knockout pulled away and, with his legs still over my sides, he sat up and slowly stroked my headlights with his claws. I tried my killer smile on him. Knockout grinned wide, trying to hold down a laugh.
Good times…wait, what? I think my senses have returned. I tried not to let it show while I kept up the act and pulled him down. Our eyes closed again. I rolled a bit, pulling Knockout under me. I reached out with one hand while letting the other run over the Decepticon's curvature. I activated the restraints. The circular forms snapped to life with a click. Knockout's eyes flew open. "Wha-haaaaa?" He was confused, I'm sure of that. I got off him, dusting myself off.
"THAT was interesting," I purred. Knockout was confused.
"Wha…ha…wha?" He craned his neck to see what was going on. He struggled against his own restraints. Once again; I caught Knockout through tricking him. I'd better start running now, though. He's gonna get mad. I scrambled to get out of Knockout's quarters.
"SMOKESCREEN!" I heard Knockout growl behind me, his voice raising in volume. The familiar sound of Knockout's hand transforming into a saw hit my audios. Then a strange, loud, definitely unpleasant sound. Looking over my shoulder, I saw Knockout was working at the restraints with his saw. The sparks were huge. Knockout didn't care. "123! 555!" He cried. Was he screaming out a human phone number? I started laughing. I was already down the hall. Wait…123? Does he mean that assistant of his? I suddenly crashed right into the very vehicon. 123 and I just stared at each other.
"You're free!" He said, marveling.
"Yeah. Tell NO ONE of my existence. If you don't tell Megatron I was ever here, I won't tell the other Autobots about the Nemesis's location," I replied quickly. I looked over his shoulder. "Who's your friend?" "555. He's my brother. We are both Knockouts' loyal followers." Oh. That would make sense. 555 was staring at me like he'd never seen an Autobot before. Maybe he hasn't. He was squeaky clean and well-buffed, and looked like he'd never seen the outside world. I rushed past them. Then I paused at a fork, checking for any cons. But just then I heard growling very close behind me, a growl that did not sound Cybertronian.

Smokescreen stopped talking. The other Autobots stared at him, mouths agape. They were a bit frustrated with Smokescreen's silence. "Well, you can't stop now!" Bulkhead complained, disappointed. "Yeah. Sorry. Okay, but then-" Smokescreen began again.

A/N O.O ANOTHER cliffy. Yeah. A cliffy to end a cliffy...

Note: HEADLIGHTS~ 8L

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