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When Kicker finally got me to get up and go to the control room it had been about four hours since I'd run off. When we walked through the door a woman was talking with my dad, who looked really upset. When he saw me he began to cry. He slowly walked over before running the last few feet. I let him grabbed me into a tight embrace and I didn't fight it. I felt lifeless and depressed. After a few second I wrapped my arms around him too and he sobbed harder.

"I thought you were going to do it!" He cried. He thought I was going to commit suicide, just like all those times I'd threaten to.

"Daddy, I'm sorry." The emotion of hopelessness and guilt made my chest burn and my throat closed up and I couldn't speak.

My father released me and I saw his tearful eyes and I let out a laugh rattled with sobs.

"Emiko, what happened?" My father asked.

I told them what happened when I talked to kicker and how I got angry and ran off. I was expecting them to tell me how irresponsible and selfish I was for worrying them, but they just told me it was all right.

The woman who was talking to my dad turned out to be Kicker's Mom Miranda.

After a talk with Optimus and the others I was escorted to my room to rest. Mirada brought up some food for me and asked me if I'd like to watch a movie. Since I spent most of the day crying I decided to watch 'Bruce Almighty' starring Jim Carry. I needed a good laugh and the scene in the studio and Bruce's making the anchor make weird noises always made me laugh. Miranda checked up on me a few times and asked if I was all right. I could have sworn she acted just like my mother. It was almost as if she was back. Besides the fact she was Caucasian and I was half Caucasian half Japanese. My mother had been Japanese and my Dad was Caucasian, but he went with my mother's maiden name because he hated his last name so much; Witwicky.

I woke up in the mourning and got dressed. I walked out of my room and into the hallway, which seemed totally deserted. I never bothered asking anyone were the kitchen was and I was pretty hungry. I was making my way across the main hallway when I saw Kicker come out of a corridor.

"Hey." He said.

"Hey." I said. I didn't want to talk about yesterday so I asked him something else. "Where's the kitchen?"

He smiled.

"This way. I was heading there right now." I followed him and soon enough we entered into a rather large sized kitchen. There were two coffee machines and both were on.

"So what do you feel like having?" Kicker asked me.

"I was just going make some cereal or something." I admitted.

"Come on. Seriously. I can cook anything!" Kicker boasted.

I couldn't help but giggle at the broad statement.

"How about waffles and eggs?" I suggested. My mom had made great waffles and I loved eggs.

"You got it!" Kicker said and dug into the fridge for ingredients. I didn't know for sure if he was offering to make me breakfast because of yesterday or he was just being nice, but it was very comfortable being there.

I watched as kicker broke open some eggs. I felt guilty not helping so I jumbled through the cupboards for flour and when I found it I handed it to Kicker.

"You don't need to help." He told me but I waved the comment away.

"I like to cook too. My mom taught me, though I never got the recipes to taste quit as good as hers." I told him as I poured some flour into the bowel.

Kicker and I made our breakfast and about an hour later we were feasting on the fruits of our labor. It was funny watching Kicker trying to brush off the extra pepper he'd spilt on his eggs after the lid of the shaker fell off. I offered him my eggs but he refused saying he liked a lot of pepper. The waffles were really good too! We saved the extra batter for the next day.

We didn't really know what to do with the rest of the day. Our Dad's had left early to start on the project that Dad was called here for. Most of the Transformers were helping with repairs on the city or had warped to Cybertron to help with some construction.

We walked into the control room and there was an Autobot standing over the computer punching in some things. At the sound of the Automatic doors he turned and greeted Kicker.

"Hey Kicker! Who's your friend?" He asked.

"Inferno, This is Emiko." Kicker said as he indicated me with a wave of his hand.

Inferno nodded.

"Pleased to meet you miss."

I bushed a bit at being called miss.

"And who says chivalry's dead?" I asked flattered.

Inferno laughed at the statement. Kicker walked over to the monitor Inferno had been typing around on and looked at. "Where is everyone?"

"Optimus and Hotshot are on Cybertron overseeing the new security plans. Your father and Dr. Hanagawa are there as well. For what purpose I've not received that info."

I spoke up at Inferno's last comment. "He and Dr. Jones are working on a special project. He didn't tell me what it was exactly but he sounded really excited about it."

"Knowing my dad it's probably a toaster that shoots bread at you." Kicker said sarcastically, which caused me to release a giggle.

Kicker smiled at me as I smiled back.

I seemed to have been smiling a lot while I've been here. I almost never smiled at home. My father usually sees me flash one while watching comedy, but that's usually it. I was surprised my mouth wasn't sore or anything.

"Looks like it'll be a slow one then. Is Ironhide working too?" Kicker asked.

"Yeah. Prowl, Jetfire, and him are over at various cities looking over their security plans against the Terrorcons.

"Terrorcons? What are they? Like terrorists?" I asked.

Inferno smiled at my comparison.

"Almost. Terrorists are human Emiko; Terrorcons are transformers. We've been attack on several occasions by squads of them and they've stolen much Energon from us." Inferno told me directly. "They're very dangerous. If we were attack now we'd be at a huge disadvantage."

"Well don't jinx it than!" I told him.

"Jinx?" Inferno asked with a quizzical expression on his faceplate.

I couldn't believe he didn't now what jinx meant! I had to stop myself from laughing out loud. I didn't want to insult him.

"Jinxing is when you say you don't want something to happen and it happens anyway." I told him. " Like when you say 'I hope we don't get attacked' we'll have a better chance of getting attacked just because you said it!"

Inferno and Kicker looked at me blankly.

"I'm not explaining this well am I?"

Kicker nodded. "I could get a dictionary, but it's best if we leave it."

I felt thankful e dropped it. I felt like an idiot trying to explain jinxing to Inferno. It really is a simple concept! Than why did I screw up with my words?!

"You two want to give me hand?" Inferno asked, changing the subject.

"Sure!" We said in unison. Kicker said more like 'meh' while I practically yelled it.

Thankfully no one seemed to take notice.

"Ok, I need a few things from storage." Inferno told them. "They should be small enough for you to carry, but just incase I'll send some Omnicons with you."

"Sure."

Kicker stated making his way out of the room as soon as we knew what we were getting.

I looked back and forth between Kicker and Inferno before chasing on after kicker.

I made my way down the hall with kicker in silence. Which was awkward with a capital A! When we finally got to the storage unit were found it was covered in dust. There were huge crates everywhere.

"Wow. I never knew the Autobots were such clutter-bugs." I said as I swiped away some dust off a crate near me. "This place is worst than our basement."

Kicker laughed. "Yeah. I haven't been down here since-"

I waited for Kicker to continue but he just looked away and started rummaging through the crate nearest to him.

"What?" I asked him.

"It's nothing." He told me signaling me to drop it, but I didn't want to.

"What Kicker?" I asked walking over to him.

Kicker just ignored me and pulled out a cord from the crate and began rolling it up. I hated to be ignored. I was ignored for a long time and I was tired of it. "Kicker!"

Kicker turned to me and looked into my eyes. I looked into his and I saw hurt there. Fear, and so many other things.

"When I was little my dad took me to Cybertron. I was scared of the Transformers and ran off. I accidentally found Primus and…." Kicker paused. "When we came back to Earth I had grew to hate the transformers. I hated they were here and I purposely blamed them for everything that ever went wrong. I hid here for three days once, while everyone searched for me. Jus like you did yesterday."

I was silent.

"Aren't you going to say anything?" Kicker asked sullenly.

I smiled at him. "No."

Kicker looked at me and smiled warmly before turning away.

The smile on my face remained as I laid my head on his back and spoke to him.

"I know the fear that causes you to feel alone; the primal fear. You hide from it but it always catches up and there's no way to ease it." I told him. "It's always there and you have to live with it."

"Yeah…" He must have been smiling as he reached back and grabbed my hand. He turned around fully and confronted me. I looked into his eyes again and he mine. I never thought I could feel so wonderful as I did that moment as his face came closer and closer to mine. I felt me face warm up and my body felt wobbly, but it was a feeling I never experienced and at first I thought I might have been stoned.

His lips touched mine as his arms wrapped around my waist and my arms wrapped around his neck.

We were startled out of our 'moment' by the sound of someone clearing his or her throat at the door entrance.

Two Omnicons stood at the door looking at us. My face felt hot and cold at the same time, like I was blushing and turning pale at the same time. I recognized one of them as Strongarm, who looked utterly confused, and another I didn't know, who had a smug smile on his face as he tapped his metal foot on the ground expectantly.

"Um…I…uh." Kicker tumbled over his words as I covered my face in embarrassment.

"I hope you're expecting to marry her Kicker!" Said the smug looking Omnicon. "Who is she?"

"That's Emiko, Skyblast. Dr. Hanagawa's kid." Strongarm informed him. "What were you two doing?"

"Nothing." Kicker said quickly, grabbed a small crate and power walked out of the room. Leaving me with two curious Omnicons. I grabbed the cord Kicker had been collecting and followed suit, but unfortunately the Omnicons weren't about to drop what they had seen.

"So Emiko, you got the hots for our little kicker huh?" Skyblast asked as he caught up with me carrying a crate, much bigger than kicker's, and giving me a sly smirk.

I groaned and blushed madly.

"I'm still confused. What were they doing?" Strongarm complained.

"We kissed. That was all. It was a mistake." I told them ashamed. "It was just…a…"

"Sure!" Skyblast barked a laugh and walked on a head of me followed by Strongarm, who was still confused over the whole thing.

Was it a mistake? I had no place kissing him. Or did he kiss me? I don't know! It was all happening so fast! It was nice though. At least I know kicker likes me! Or does he? We just met. How could he like me so fast? How could I like him so fast? Do I like him? Or is this all something my mind did to trick me or is it due to my loneness and desperation? Could I be imagining I like him because he's the only person who knows how I feel?

I ran into the door and fell as my mind jumbled the questions around. The Automatic door opened and I looked up from the floor into Kicker's eyes. He looked startled to see me on the floor and I got up and brushed myself off as he was asking me to allow him to help me.

"Emiko about before-" He started.

"Forget it. It doesn't matter." I handed him the cords and walked away. "I need some air."

I wondered around for a little while before remembering I had no idea how to get or if the city was even surfaced. I finally found a pinned up map of the city and figured out how to find the gate and weather or not the city was submerged. I found the gate and saw the light in the corner was green. (Meaning we were surfaced and it was safe to go out)

I made it out into the courtyard and breathed in the fresh salty air. It was a strange smell and I didn't all too well like it but it was cool and fresh: Just what I needed to clear my head. I noticed a lone guard standing near the gate and I decided to go say hi. As I got closer I noticed he was branded with a purple mark instead of the red-faced insignia of the Autobots. Even the Omnicons had Autobot symbols, so what was his story?