OK! Time for chapter 26! XD OK, if you're reading 'Left In the Dust' then you're probably wondering why chapter 13 isn't up yet. Its 'cause I'm having SLIGHT (keep SLIGHT in mind) writers block on it but it WILL get done! ;D Enjoy!

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Soulmates; Chapter 26: Being With You

Wave's POV

Hot Shot had me wrapped in his servos, pressed against his chest plate, his lips giving light kisses on the back of my helm. It was like he couldn't live without his lips on me. I gave small smile at that thought, fiddling with the Autobot sized iPod in the palm of my hand. I don't really use it that much but I keep it, anyways. I let out a deep, long sigh as a tossed it from hand-to-hand, kinda bored. 'What's up, beautiful?" Hot Shot asked.

I have a sideways glance to Hot Shot with a, "Mm?" Hot Shot nuzzled my cheek while saying, "You seem kinda...bored." I let out a laughing/snort kinda sound as he asked that. "Yes,' I said. "I'm bored. And I'm about to try to sing 'Sleazy' by Ke$ha." Hot Shot laughed at this; he knew a sing WAY off key with that song. "Don't be so evil." Hot Shot said, almost a plead. I couldn't help but chuckle at him as he went back to lying light kisses on me. I sigh again as I stared out his window in his berthroom. I slumped in his servos, letting him hold me. I turned my helm over to the other side, letting my neck by exposed. Hot Shot, almost immediately, he buried his face plate onto my neck, giving me more kisses.

I wonder what my dad would make of this scene...

I couldn't help but giggle at the thought of my dad, Data, trying to murder poor Hot Shot with his two bladed axe. "OK, what?" Hot Shot asks, sounding annoyed. I guess he should be, 'cause I've been doing that for a long time.

Should I tell him?

I sigh. "Well..." I say. Hot Shot ridged an optic as I giggled out my explanation. After explaining, Hot Shot's entire face plate had turned pale. "Oh..." he said. I couldn't help but giggle at him as his optics widened wider than I previously thought they could.

"But," he says. "Why?" I laughed again. It was just such a simple question that it seemed too silly to ask. But I answered anyway. "Because," I say. "My dad would probably go into his 'Daddy's-Little-Girl-Is-In-Trouble mode; my big bro, DG, would want to beat you up-being the over protective brother he is-Hammerhead would go into a mix of a laughing and yelling, Luna and StarGazer would freak and my mom, Rave, would jump to conclusions and think we're sleeping together."

Hot Shot's face plate burned at the last part.

I laughed.

"...Seriously? She'd think we're...sleeping together? !" Hot Shot exclaimed. With a big grin, I nodded.

"Yep,"

"Why in the name of Primus would she think THAT? !"

"'Cause, she's ALWAYS thinking that." I say.

We stared at each other for a moment, then burst out laughing.

I sighed and rested my helm on his shoulder. "Yeah but we're too young for that," I sigh. I caught a glimpse of his optics shining with misterif. I got a BAD feeling in my gut. "Right?" I say. He nods and says, "Yeah, yeah, sure."

"Hot Shot..." I groan.

Hot Shot chuckles at this...I think. No. Scratch that. I HOPE. I give him a playful slap on his cheek, not giving TOO much pain for him. "Hey now," he says. "None of that." I smirk playfully and giggle as give his shoulder plate a little playful push. He grinned, seeing a battle. "Oh, its on!" he declared, giving my own shoulder plate a push. I laugh as we have a pushing-war with each other. The playful war pushing war turned into an all-out war with each other, still playing though.

Hot Shot tackled me and pinned me to the berth, laughing our helms off. He grinned madly at me as we laughed. He had his hands twined mine; his stabilizing servos next to my hips, our fore helms together. Our laughs died down with awkward, "Heh heh," and such. I sighed and gave him a small grin, him grinning back at me. He gave a, "Heh," through his dental plates and sucked in a breath. Our smiles fading away as quickly as they came. We stayed into each others optics. Hot Shot brushed his lips on my neck, traveling up. He kissed my face plate, over and over... I couldn't help but giggle slightly at these actions he was doing. What are you up to, Shot? I said to him through thought. -You'll see.- He responded.

I watched him closely as his lips seemed to find their way to my lips. A nice, pleasant kiss that I was used to since he practically kiss everyday. I smiled slightly as we kissed, still thinking about my family's reaction to all this.

Hot Shot wrapped one servo around my waist, the other around my hips. It was a nice feeling that made me feel whole and it also felt like the most natural thing in the entire world. I sighed into his mouth thoughtfully. -Ain't it?-Hot Shot said through our telapathic bond...that no one seemed to know.

Not even we knew how it worked.

Not that we cared or anything; it was just...cool. And, some what, nice.

I laughed slightly in his mouth. He pulled away for a minute, sitting up on the berth, bringing me with him. He held me close to his chest plate, my helm resting lazily on it. He nuzzled the top of my helm with a grin on his face plate. He put us back into the position we were just a few minutes ago, going back to what we were doing, too. I chuckle softly as he made me feel loved.

Hot Shot grinned and, very faintly, put his hand on the metal plateing that was just a little under my shoulder plate. And I felt a HUGE pain when he did. I cried out in pain and jumped out of his servos. Hot Shot blinked at me twice, keeping his servos in the holding pose.

I panted, standing beside the berth, holding the spot where Hot Shot had touched. I didn't know why or how that spot ALWAYS seemed to make my whole body burn in agony.

Ever since I was little...

I shook my helm and looked at Hot Shot apologetically with a sheepish smile. "...Sorry." I say. Hot Shot blinked again before responding, "What'd I do?" I glance away for a nano-click and said, "I...I don't know." I sigh and look away from him again, unsure of what to say next. Hot Shot glanced outside the window for a minute, before returning his gaze back to me with a smile.

He got up and walked towards me, still keeping his smile. He wrapped his servos carefully around my waist as I was folding my servos across my chest plate. I gave him a side ways glance when he did. "Hey," he said, affection filled his voice. "Its OK, sweetspark. Don't worry your pretty little helm over it."

I smiled.

I glanced down at the place on my servo that hurt like pit. I remembered back when I was just a sparkling; before I lost my family and my planet...

I shook my helm outta my thoughts when I felt like I was sitting down. I realized that I was back on the berth with Hot Shot. I smiled and closed my optics for some reason; I wasn't tired. But I closed them never the less. I could hear Hot Shot chuckling in my audios as I closed my optics, recharge taking over me.

OK, I know its not as QUITE as you expected but its better then nothin', right? ;D I'll put the whole servo-feeling-weird-flashback-thingy in the next chapter.

'Till next time! Review!

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