A/n notes: I hope you enjoy this chapter of transformers. Arc one: cybertron. I want everyone who reads these story to give me feedback about my writing style and story decisions, the more feedback you guys and ladies give me the more I can improve.

I want to give some updates about what type of fanfiction that I will be doing, I have decided that my ben 10/mha crossover will be put on hold for now as I feel that it will be very similar to another person work and I don't want that I want to make my own original fanfiction, now on to the story's, there will be a helluva boss/mha crossover fanfiction that in the works right now I deciding how I will start it there will be two godzilla fanfiction story's and warhammer 40k and last quirk Izuku who I won't spoil, now in some of my works there will be NSFW content, there will be warnings in the chapter if you are uncomfortable with that kind of stuff then skip that part. it's time we get into this week's new chapter, so let's get into it, shall we? This is…

Chapter 2: Earphone Jack's

Iacon was the largest cybertron city, and it was the most beautiful city that had ever been built in the history of the cybertron. The city seems to be made out of the purest gold shiny bright when the sun rays hit the city. many types of bots live in this city, and some do small jobs while others are data clerks and a small amount are artists making drawings to music, especially Kyoka, who loves to make music. it her dream to make music that the whole planet of cybertronian will hear, while she was daydreaming she hears a faint whisper and then the something hitting the ground

Her mood instantly dropped, and another bot had just thrown themselves to their death. Sometimes, she hates her ability. Her ability is super hearing, which allows her to hear things that other bots can't, too loud or too low for normal bots, not a problem for her every time that a bot kills themselves she wish that she can shut her hearing off and leave the planet with her jet mod.

she tall, maybe 28 feet tall, very slim and well fit frame when flying in her bot mode she can deploy a glass face plate to protect her face, her optics are Dark purple with streaks of light purple. her wings large behind her with a Strick of dark purple and black, her pedes appeared like high heels. she a mixture of dark purple, black, and white and a bit of red colors. but most importantly, she has jacks coming down from her audio receptors. These jacks allow her to stick them into any surface, to hear vibrations, for miles, and she can produce sound waves from her spark into her lower cadulens to fire large sound waves at anything and anyone while having her jack plugged into any surface she can hear the sounds that bots made when they walk

but that not why she hates her power so much. When bots died, she could for a brief moment she could hear their spark pass on, hearing them saying their final goodbyes as they leave this world. she would have gone insane but that was when she found her love for music, hearing the beats, all the ryhems, lyrics, and so much more. even making music is what she enjoys, too, her dreams is to make music that will be listened to all cross cybertronian... there just one tiny problem.. she too nervous to ever release the songs that she made, she doesn't know why she gets all nervous it just happens.

While she, for the most part, can be rude and harsh towards other bots. she tends to call out other bots bullshit she actually quite friendly towards others. She doesn't have a lot of friends. Most are sacred off by her power, thinking that she can hear their thoughts like another bot she heard about. the friends she does have are merely bots that she barely talks to. For the first time in and while, she takes a look around her apartment filled with musical interesments, but not filled with friends.

Kyoka walks over to the door that open as soon she walks close to it, walks into the sunny day that was cybertron she then transformers.

Whrr-tschzz-tschzz-tschzz-chkt*

her form shifts into her jet mode her legs becoming jet's fuselage, her arms folding into her undercarriage. the wings situated themselves on the sides of the jet, as the rest of jet completes their transformation forming a future looking vehicle. she blast off into the sky of cybertron traveling aimlessly to get her mind off of the many bad thoughts she was having. after what seem like hours she finally she slows down in less crowded area of iacon, transforming back into her bot mode.

she lands hard on the ground, bending his knees to reduce sound from her landing. the place she was fairly comfortable to spend some time before she had to go back to her job. she stands there completely without thinking anything that has been bothering her, bashing in the heat of cybertron sunlight. enjoying the beautiful rays of the sun, the only thing she wished was that she had more friends to enjoy this with, but that doesn't matter what she wasn't going to complain about, sitting in the sun rays she wonder about other worlds that cybertronian used to explore during the golden age.

She wasn't stupid. The age she was forged into was not The Golden Age that the older bots talk about, but the age of rust while it has not effect her in any meaningful way she knows it has greatly affected many others, then all of the sudden "All you going to continue to stand?" someone said out loud. the sudden voice had sacred her cause her to jump in the air she quickly turns around to face whoever had spoken to her

sitting there was a tall bot with a black and green color scheme. From just his looks alone, he seemed to be able to turn into land alt mode based on the wheels, pk his back. She also noticed that there were bunny ears retracted back into his helm, and she came right below his chin in terms of height. there was a small but noticeable smile on his face. "Come sit down" he says patting a spot next to him

Kyoka, despite not fully trusting this Stanger bot, takes the set on the bench that was pointed out to her. taking a good moment to enjoy the comfortable silence between the two of them. "So what are you doing here?" Kyoka asks. The bot sits there in thought for a few moments before answering, "The same as you getting away from it all" he states, he looks at her, she notices that his optics are a bright green color "What you name my friend" he ask her,

"Kyoka, my name is Kyoka" Kyoka answers "what your name it not fair for only one of us to know the others name now is it" the bot doesn't take a moment before responding to her "Izuku, my name is Izuku" the now name Izuku smiles at Kyoka "So Kyoka, what are you doing all the way out here?" Izuku asks. Kyoka studies him for a few moments, Izuku becomes a little uncomfortable thinking he may have touched a sensation spot for her before she smiles softly. "I am here for the same reason you are" Izuku gasp his own words use against, her voice was soft and quiet, and though she wasn't trying, it sounded like a song in its own right.

Izuku smiles, but studying her at a closer look, he notices her earphone jacks coming from her audio receptors. Kyoka releases that Izuku has noticed her jacks. "I know their ugly." Kyoka covers her jacks with her hands, hiding them from sight."I think their beautiful, "Jiro fumbled, her hands hitting her jacks and an awkward twang ringing out in the ensuing silence. she stuttered something out, but the boy bulldozed over her. He was completely straight faced, speaking as if he were simply relaying facts to her. "their hard to describe. I'm not the most artistic bot, but... it's... like seeing art. aesthetically, it is easy to tell how much work you put into yourself. You look good." Kyoka doesn't know what to said This person had complained everything about her with just one sentence, a purple brush crossing her face,"and... you not the only one who's has power"

before Kyoka could question him about what he meant, a breath of green flames came from his mouth dancing in the sky. While it was brief, it was undoubtedly beautiful like an ocean with the sunset over the horizon, she watch as the flame soon faded away, leaving no trace if it had ever been real, but this moment will forever be in her memory. Izuku looks over to Kyoka, Kyoka feels as if her sparks in flying in the sky. She softly smiles, and Izuku smiles right back at her. both of them don't know how long their were sitting there, but it didn't matter to them at that moment. they bathe in each other EM field happy that they found each other.

A/N: I hope you all enjoy this chapter, and I hope everyone had a great Christmas and that you all are staying safe out here. Izuku and Kyoka have finally meant one other. How will their relationship grow? Will it become more romantic or will their merely become friends in the end. well we will found out and now on to the preview for the next chapter

Kaon. the worst city that has ever been built on cybertron. it's the slums compare to Iacon, while iacon seems to be made of out the finest metals and resources. Kaon is the opposite the buildings are made form the cheapest metals made to be built fast and torn down when they have no longer anymore use, just likes the bots that are it home... Izuku home.