I'M SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING SOON! I had a mini writer's block and the exams were murderers i tell ya! I even forgot to bring my calculator for my math exam T.T Please forgive me and thankyou to all who reviewed and added this story to your favourite and alerts.

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Warnning/s: Cussing, yaoi, gore and OOCness.

The results of the innocent act of removing a hat hiding feline ears and freeing one's forked tail from its prison can only be described by one word:

Troublesome.

Ratchet freaked out and fainted, shaking the earth with a huge THUD. Turns out that the other 'bots were trying to eavesdrop and Bumblebee kicked the door down when they heard sound, shouting Sam's name only to freeze when they saw his cat appendages. Then came in Optimus and Ironhide who were on their way to join them and now Sam is in deep shit.

"Sam, Explain. Now." Sam had not ever seen Optimus look this scary. In fact, it kind of reminds him of Megatron when he was up at the building back in Mission city-

"Samuel." Oh crap, his mind was drifting again. Sam cleared his throat and smiled nervously at the assembled Autobots

"Eheheh…do you believe in magic?"

The Autobots just stared at him with wide optics and slack jaws after Sam told his tale. Sam face-palmed at the stupid look they had and glared at them.

"Will you guys quit freaking staring?" The teen snapped, making the 'bots close their mouths and look away. Sam took a breath and explained softly "Do you know how unnerving it is to be stared at? Cats don't like being stared at either, it freaks us out."

'God it feels as though they're stripping me with their eyes or optics or whatever…'

"I apologize, Sam but it's just impossible for such things to happen." The Prime said before being nudged aside by Ratchet.

"Do they work like actual limbs?" The white-haired teen rolled his eyes at the question.

"Uh yeah, they work just fine like normal ears and tail…if you know how a cat's tail works that is." Sam muttered as Jolt moved forward.

"So can you feel them?" Jolt asked but Sam couldn't reply for he was too busy purring at the nice feeling of the mech's finger gently stroking his ears and down to his back. He closed his eyes in bliss, not seeing the jealous glares the other 'bots shot at Jolt who glared back but pulled away. Sam blinked and let out a little whine of the loss but went on licking the side of his hand to groom his ears.

"Well that answers the question but do they hurt?" Bumblebee asked with concern in his voice.

"Well kinda at first but now it feels normal, as if I was born with it." Sam grinned up at his guardian before remembering something and looking away with a blush. "Uh and it explains why I sort of did…that at the airport. Sorry about that, cats do that to mark stuff I think." The blush grew deeper when he felt the gazes from the other 'bots on him and 'Bee.

'Maybe I shouldn't have said that.'

"A-anyway I'm perfectly fine 'kay? Oh and I've got vampire teeth and claws too" Sam flexed his claw and bared his fangs at them, chuckling when they backed away slightly.

'Well that went pretty well— hey!' A small startled miaow escaped him when Ratchet suddenly scooped him up and placed him on another bench.

"Alright time's up! GET OUT OF MY MED-BAY!" The green and white shouted, adding some Cybertrion cuss words and waving his Wretch of Doom, chasing the 'bots out of the room. Sam growled softly at the rough treatment and glared at the medic with folded arms as Ratchet slammed the fallen door back in place.

"Uh this wouldn't be a chance of payback for making you offline, right?" The teen paled at the evil look on Ratchet's face.

Well the check-up wasn't too bad…except for the part where he was stripped down to his boxers to examine the scar on his back. The scar had turned black, almost like a tattoo but the scans told them that there was nothing wrong. The current problem was when Ratchet tried to take his bell for analysis. Sam found himself hissing at the medic, tail lashing and claws out for battle. He had gotten used to the bell and felt naked without it, he'd put up a fight if they tried to steal it no doubt. Ratchet's holoform just rolled his eyes and backed off from the teen.

"Calm down Samuel, it is just a pendant." The medic raised a brow at Sam who simply huffed before settling into a more relaxed stance.

"Sorry…It just feels wrong to take it off." The teen muttered and glanced at the other.

Ratchet's holoform was in his early forties, had greying red hair and wore a green shirt and black pants as well as a doctor's coat. Sam blinked in surprise when Ratchet kneeled down beside him, raising a slightly tanned scarred hand near his face. The teen narrowed his eyes at the holoform but sniffed the hand, following his instinct.

Ratchet's scent smelled clean, like antiseptic and a hint of blood. The scent was worn-out from age and war, unlike Bumblebee's which still held some innocence but it didn't matter, Sam decided that he liked it and rubbed his cheek against the hand. The medic felt a smile come up to his face but he could feel the dreadful worry lurking inside him. Although his scans told him that the boy was clear from any injuries or illnesses for both human and cat, he was worried about this hunger pains Sam was having. The teen explained that it was like gastric, only much more painful and it didn't matter if he had eaten or not. It was almost as if Sam was starving himself yet all the scan results show no malnutrition. Since there was no problem, all Ratchet could do, he hated himself for only being to help this way, was give the teen some painkillers.

"Ratch, you okay?" The medic pulled out of his thoughts to see Sam give him a concern look. The man nodded and gently scratched those fuzzy snow-white ears, smiling when he was instantly rewarded with a few giggles and then a loud purr. Ratchet looked up on how to massage a cat and followed some steps, ending up with a certain teenager sighing in bliss on his lap.

Sam sighed happily and curled up in the other's warm lap, nuzzling his head against a firm chest. He hadn't felt this relaxed and warm since the time when he had fallen out of a tree and his mom comforted him. His dad was teaching him to fly a kite but went back into the house, leaving Sam alone outside when a strong gust of wind blew the kite into a short tree. The boy climbed it and managed to grab the edge of it before he fell; his mom ran out of the house to find him crying and carried him into the house. She quickly hushed him and gave him some newly baked muffin and warm milk before cooing and rocking him to sleep. Hell he could probably had fallen asleep in Ratchet's lap if only the medic didn't speak.

"What are you going to tell the other humans?" Sam tilted his head at the question. He didn't really think about Will and Epps as well as the other NEST solders, he was busy worrying on how to break the condition to the 'bots. The teen bit his lip lightly, careful not to break the skin with his new canine teeth before giggling softly at the thought that pop-up in his mind.

"Cosplay? Or maybe nekomimi" Ratchet gave him a curious look and searched the net for what this 'cosplay' was and rolled his eyes at the answers.

"I don't it'd last for long, Samuel. Perhaps it's best that you keep it a secret?" Sam simply shrugged and leaned back into his living sofa.

"Or we could let them figure it out themselves and SURPRISE! I'm a cat, don't like don't talk." The white-haired male grinned up at the medic who only shook his head, fingering the split end of his tail.

"You're acting like a child" Ratchet muttered, making Sam giggle. The grin grew wider as he pushed himself up and leaned close to the other male, honey-brown orbs locking with sky-blue.

"So you noticed?" Ratchet just stared at him, his eyes widening slightly before coughing and pushing the teen away. Sam tilted his head, he could have sworn that the medic looked flush but wasn't able to find out as the holoform nudged him off and fizzed out. The white-haired teen blinked but shrugged, brushing off the matter and climbed into the servo offered by Ratchet who carefully lifted him up and walked out of the med-bay.

"Just remember to take one painkiller if the pain comes back. Should the pain stay, call me through your mobile." The green and white mech ordered but Sam's sensitive ears twitched at the small strain in his voice. The teen's tail twitched in curiosity as the 'bot stopped outside his room in the base and lowered his hand, however the passenger didn't move. Instead Sam looked up at Ratchet with innocent, pleading eyes.

"One last tickle please?"

"No" With that Ratchet outright dumped the teen on the floor but not enough to hurt him. The medic quickly turned to leave but could not even take a single step when a pitiful whimper was heard.

'Don't turn. Don't turn. Don't turn— I turned.' Ratchet blew air out of his vent as a sigh and sneaked a small peek which was his downfall. There stood Sam staring up at him with large hurt honey-brown eyes, making soft whimpers with his ears flatten and tail curled around his legs. (A/N: Reminds you of any cat? Clue: He stole golden eggs.) The medic tried to resist The Look however knew he failed when another sad whine came.

"ARGH! Fine!" Ratchet roared, he was very glad that there was no one else in the hallway as he bended and gently scratched the teen's head. Sam let out a small yay and his bright smile turned into a blissful one as his ears were stroked.

Ratchet felt his anger and embarrassments evaporate at the sight; he couldn't stop the small smile creeping up to his face.

Maybe it wasn't so bad, right?

It was really dark. Sam could barely make out that he was in a room, or at least somewhere like a room, it was odd since his night vision would had made the light as bright as day. He got up slowly and glanced around, trying to use his feline senses to guide him when he noticed a large shape in the corner of the room.

The teen gasped when the shape moved and two glowing golden orbs stared at him. The eyes were cold, calculating, and emotionless; they were the eyes of a hunter. Amber eyes reminded Sam painfully of that nekomata that caused all this problems in the first place.

Sam backed away, jumping when his back bumped against a wall, brown eyes never leaving golden ones. Sam was not afraid of the fact that the eyes were so similar to the nekomata; it was the glint in its eyes that frighten him the most. While the yōkai's were crazy from hatred, this one was mad from hunger of a beast that had been starved.

Hope flared in Sam's heart when he felt his hand brush against a doorknob; he quickly twisted the knob and pushed open the door. The monster never moved once nor did its gaze ever leave him as he backed out of the door and slammed it shut, ending the staring contest they had. The teen let a sigh of relief escape and turned, only to scream at the sight before him.

Blood, there was freaking blood everywhere. Sam could see human blood and energon splattered all over the place. He felt everything turn cold when he saw the bodies. His parents, Will, Epps, Mikeala, Leo were littered on the ground along with many more others. Slashes and cuts made the bodies almost unrecognizable. Deeper in the room he could barely see the outlines of familiar and unfamiliar 'bots lying there, broke, twisted or just torn apart.

He covered his mouth with his hands, trying to push the panic away when he heard a creak from behind him. Swinging around, he saw the previously closed door now wide open but nothing stood in the doorway. The teen closed his eyes and slowly turned around, ignoring the tears threating to flow and the disturbing sounds of jaws snapping flesh, and opened his eyes.

There sat a huge feline, slightly bigger than a tiger. The feline's fur was soaked in so much blood that the original colour could not be seen, sharp fangs ripping the meat off a human leg which was held down by a large paw and unsheathed claws sinking in the soft flesh.

"Why?"

The question came out before Sam could stop it. The large cat looked up from its prey and locked eyes with the teen; he couldn't look away no matter how hard he tried. The monster slowly stood up on its hind legs and walked towards him, it was odd to see a cat balancing and walking on its rear legs. Sam tried to run, hide, scream, anything but his body wouldn't respond and the next moment he knew, the beast was right in front of him.

They stared at each other, as though wondering who the other was, before the feline lunged.

Sam's eyes snapped open and he gasped for breath, quickly sitting up. Panting still, he glanced around the room wildly for movement in the shadows of his room. Finding none, he took deep breaths as he tried to calm his racing heart. When the frantic beating reduced to a slower pace, the teen noticed that there were small blood stains on his bed. Sam then felt a slight pain in his arms and looked; he found slash marks that matched his own clawed fingers.

The white-haired teen remanded on the bed for a while before getting up and heading to the bathroom. He didn't bother with the lights since he was gifted with night vision as he turned on the tap and washed his new wounds, hissing softly in pain.

'The wounds aren't too deep, I'll just bandage them up and nobody would know. I've been through worse.' Sam mused as he rampaged through the cabinet behind the mirror. The teen took out bandages, a bottle of disinfection and some cotton wools as he set them on the sink. He stared at his still-bleeding wounds and before he could stop himself, he licked one of them.

Sam was slightly disgusted at the metallic taste but blinked at the cooling feel of his tongue made on the burning feeling of the cuts. He shrugged and continued to lick his injuries, actually feeling the pain subside. When the teen felt it was enough, he pulled away and inspected the marks. To his surprise the slashes stopped bleeding and looked as if they were almost healed. Sam brushed it aside as a trick of the light, deep in his mind told him otherwise however, as he bandaged his arms.

After making sure the cloth was frim, the white-haired male kept the items and went back to his bed. He glanced at his alarm-clock and let out a groan. It was 12:05 AM, now he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep thanks to his condition. Sam stood up and began to pace back and forth, ignoring the strong urge to just get the hell out of here and into the night. Just then, he noticed the window at the far side of his room.

The white-haired male froze in his steps and stared at the soft moonlight shining into his room. Glowing brown eyes widen at the sight of the beautiful moon and stars dappling the night sky, the need for freedom grew strong as he walked over to the window. The teen stared out at the dark forest surround the base and leaned his forehead against the cold glass, staring longingly at the night.

He suddenly felt a stab of fury. Why should he stay and suffer here? It wasn't as if the 'bots owned him or something. The very thought of having an owner and being trapped sent a shudder down his spine and Sam looked at the window hatefully. He unlocked it, pushed it up and took a deep breath of the night air. The teen sighed in content before snatching his black hoodie which was hanging on a chair that he used to somehow slip out opening.

Outside was so much better, the dirt under his bare feet, the cooling fresh air, the sounds of the other night creatures and the part in him that felt so alive. Sam took another deep breath and took in his surroundings. Lucky for him, his room was facing the forest and the only thing protecting it was a stupid electrical fence. The teen growled and inspected the metal barrier and found a small hole. Unfortunately the hole was much too small for him…as a human that is.

Relaxing, Sam closed his eyes and focused. He felt the same power back in the Cat's island locked away deep inside and tapped it. When the teen opened his eyes, there he was once again seeing things at a cat's view. He had to admit, being in cat form made him feel much more active and lighter but he had to be fast for he knew that there would be a patrol of guards soon.

The cat shook his fur and stretched, getting used to his new body before slipping over to the hole. He easily slides in and once he was out, the feline dashed into the forest. Sam didn't know where he was going but didn't care as he surveyed the feeling of the wind blowing against his fur as he kept running. The next thing he knew, he was at the edge of the woods by a nearby town so the cat stopped and sat down to groom.

Finishing his groom section, Sam stood up and tapped that power again, shifting back to original form. He sighed in relief when he saw that he still had his clothes, remembering that he was nude when he first changed. The teen shrugged and flipped his hood up before scrolling into the empty street, meowing happily at stray cats around. Most of the cats greeted back and soon trailed behind him.

Sam grinned, he must be quite the sight as the teen walked down the road with dozen of cats following him. He continued down the street but froze when his ears flicked under the hood at the sound of a cat in distress. Eyes flashing dangerously, he followed the noise into an alleyway and saw a man about to throw a cat into a dumpster.

Rage took over and before Sam knew it, he was pinning the guy who reeked for alcohol on the dirty floor with an arm twisted behind, the cats around him hissing madly at the fallen human. The man was screaming in pain but Sam didn't care, instead he slowly reached out to the frighten cat and stroke her head when she was close enough. He noticed the she-cat was unusually large, his eyes widen when he realised at she was pregnant and felt a hate-filled growl crept from his throat.

The hooded teen was planning to beat the shit out of the guy, how he dare try to hurt a weaker creature, let alone one carrying other lives, when the same sharp pain came from his tummy. Sam then noticed that the human under him look kind of eatable if you ignore the drunk part—

Wait what?

The teen blinked, processing what he just thought before crying out when the pain came back worse. He managed to get off the bastard and step a few steps toward the exit when the pain got too unbearable and everything went black.

The man groaned and wobbly stood up after the weight left his back. He spotted Sam unconscious on the ground and stumbled over to the mouth of the alley, not hearing the soft sound of a body getting up and a tap on the shoulder made the drunkard turn. The demon cat stood right behind him with hungry golden slit eyes and a wide Cheshire grin, behind him were all those stray cats just watching them. Sam's mad grin grew wider and lunged before a scream could escape his prey.

Sam covered his face with his hands, groaning in frustration. He woke up surrounded by strays in the alley with a headache and this weird metallic taste in his mouth but he brushed off as biting himself in his sleep. The teen remembered escaping, stopping the drunk bastard and then blank so he pushed the memory aside to inspect later. He shook himself awake, stretching as the pregnant cat who was napping in his lap woke up and meowed a greeting.

The queen was a sleek black and silver mottled tabby with clear ice-blue eyes as well as a torn right ear and a scar down her flank. She looked up at him with content, determined eyes as he scratched under her chin. His smile quickly turned into a frown when he saw a bloody paw of the queen, he carefully scooped her up and made his way out from the mess of felines around.

The white-haired teen stepped out of the alley and sighed, he should be making his way back to the base. He adjusted his hold on the cat and started to make his way to the forest.

Click-click.

His white ears twitched, barely catching the sound of a photo being taken by a camera. Sam paused and tilted his head, listening intensely. The cats around him fell silent as if listening for the noise as well, they waited for minutes till the teen shrugged and went on. Maybe he just imagined it.

Click-click.

Scratch that, it was definitely real as his hearing pinpointed the source behind a parked car across the street. Sam slowly lifted one hand to his head to only feel his fuzzy ears, damnit his hood slipped off again and the asshole got pictures of him!

The white-haired teen snarled when he could make out the shape of a human crouched behind the vehicle, a camera in hand. He narrowed his eyes and ducked into the shadows, stalking up to the human. The photographer noticed that he was gone and was about to run, only to realise that the demon cat was right next to him. The man let out a shout and ran, Sam's swipe just missing by a hair's breath.

The human ran down the street, screeching his head off as Sam and the other cats followed closely behind. Golden-brown eyes widen at the faint sound of a siren and out came a very familiar saleen mustang patrol car zooming down the bend and stopping in the front. He felt the blood rush out of his face when he saw the clear mark of the Decepticons logo as the strays turned tail.

The teen paled as he watched from afar as the man thanked whoever he was praying to and ran over to the car for help, only to be slammed to the ground when the driver-side door swung open and hit him. The man shouted at the 'officer' who ignored him and drove forward, crushing the camera which had dropped when the human fell.

Sam felt his heart speed up as the human ran away, leaving him alone with the 'police' as the car began to shift to his bi-peal form.

Fuck my life.

Guess who?

I think i made Ratchet very OOC damnit. Once again please forgive me for the lateness and guess who? Give ideas, love, hate etc etc etc via review. Cats and dogs (ew) are able to tell loads of things from your scent and nekomimi is some kind of catgirl or person with cat traits.
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