Between The Two of Us

Let's Make A Rendezvous

  It seemed like hours before Optimus had cleared out his team of soldiers. For the moment they decided to rest and recharge back at their base, which was not too far away from them, but in a discrete location. 

Sunlight had faded away almost as night crept up slowly. The majority of the Autobots were back to their headquarters, enjoying themselves to a nice drink while some recharged on their berths. Optimus had taken a short recharge before exiting his quarters. His plan was to discuss more about his offer with Megatron in a more, private place. Walking down a hallway, a familiar face had appeared to the side and Optimus looked down at the little bot. It was Bumblebee, who had asked about his plan before they returned back to base.

"Are you sure you'll be fine? I don't know how to feel about you leaving to go talk with that pile of scrap...We'd hate to lose you...Again." The yellow bot had a clear look of worry, but was soon replaced at hearing Optimus's response. "I know the most of you are worried, but I can ensure you I'll be fine. If it does come down to the case where I haven't returned by dawn, then you have full permission to hunt me out." He pats the top of Bumblebee's helm as he stopped at the end of the hallway. Optimus turned to the side, and exited the base. Bumblebee wished him luck as an automatic door had closed behind him.

Megatron had been processing onto what the Autobot had to offer. What if it was a trap? What is it exactly he wants? He leaned back onto his berth after sitting down on it. For once his mind was set on the other, never had he expected to flat out accept his terms and then walk away. He was too fixated on the other's response to stop him. Since he had begun to wonder more about the Prime's suggestion, a tiny message regarding Optimus's coordinates pop up on his EMD (Electronic Message Display). Stepping off of the berth, Megatron stood still for a few minutes to really figure out where this rendezvous was to meet up with Optimus. He questioned how he got access to his comm information, but ignored it. Without letting anyone else know besides Soundwave of his where-abouts, he left the Decepticon headquarters. 

The surroundings were unfamiliar with the bot, trees became more apparent and nighttime had finally approached. A tiny flame was in the distance and Megatron walked closer, only to see Optimus had been waiting there beside it. Little rocks and boulders were hunched together. This "hideout" was nothing more than a cave deep within the woods. It didn't take him awful long to arrive, but it certainly was a good distance away from anyone else. 

Optimus had looked up at the 'con and offered him to sit next to him. Sitting down Megatron rested his servos on his knee-plates. His optics looked down at Optimus, the fire highlighted his figure. The Autobot wasn't terrible looking, as a matter of fact he considered him to be quite attractive. Megatron just hasn't seen the other look so...elegant like this before. 

"Thank you for joining me, I apologize for making you come out all the way over here. After all it is out of my knowledge of this place." Megatron nodded, agreeing that it was alright. "Well Prime I'm surprised that you had approved of my proposition, but what is this other half you wanted to talk about? Did you really have to drag me out here for this?" 

"Yes, for the sake that no one finds out about us. I had the rest of my allies return back to our base already so that would you know I was serious about this. What I wanted to discuss is my terms on this half. " Megatron began to grow slowly suspicious, as if Optimus had been scheming something this entire time. It would beat him though, he didn't bother to imagine what he had planned. The only response he had was "And what would that be?".

"If you want my troops removed permanently, then I ask that you promise to bond with me." 

Megatron chuckled, finding his request to be ridiculous. "All this trouble just for you to ask me to be your friend? How absurd.....Is this some sort of joke?" His chuckles died down as Optimus showed no sign of joking around. He only looked at him and shook his helm. "Megatron, I'm not asking for a relationship, but if you weren't so apathetic I think we'd get along better." 

The 'con grunted, he'd never change himself just because some bot told him to. A sigh was made out of his vents. Perhaps things would be better if he did try to change his attitude. That would be saved for another time, not soon of course. "Then what is it that you want? Spit it out Prime, before I regret this whole deal of ours.." His arms were crossed, still staring at Optimus's optics. 

Nodding, Optimus finally spoke. "I'm sure you're knowledgeable about our kind, but not all of us think of this for...transferring data to each other..but rather just for pleasure. I..I don't know how to word it but, If we were to..interface it would greatly improve our bond. Of course most Autobots usually interface for informational purposes.."

The other bot stood up, no longer sitting on the boulder next to Optimus. "I'm leaving. I don't have time to play games with you." His expression was blank, not being able to find one after hearing that. 

"Walk away if you choose, but I'll release my team back to go after you. It's your call." The Autobot had watched him get up and move, but didn't leave his attention. He stopped, then turned his helm to face the other.

"You're disgusting Prime, offering someone you despise to interface..." His face-plate now showed a smirk. ".The idea sounds tempting. It may be that I'm tired out from all the fighting and need to lay off some steam. We both have been at it for quite some time..." Optimus locked his optics with Megatron and motioned him with his servos to come closer. Facing him he slowly approaches him, detaching his fusion cannon before setting it down against a rock. He then sets his servos onto the shoulders of Optimus as he positions himself on his lap. Megatron's digits glide down Optimus's metallic chassis. 

"You must've desired this for a long time. Calling me out here in the darkness just to reveal your true intentions. That's very unlikely of you...Not that I'm complaining. I must say, I have..been very infatuated with you." He says in a hushed tone, against his audio receptors. Optimus's servos reached down to Megatron's aft and left them there. 

"Then let us finally indulge in ourselves..A moment to be relieved in each other's company." The Autobot spoke as he removed his face mask.