~Knocked-Out~

Smitten

"My name...is Nightstreak."

"KNOCKOUT!!!Where are you!!!!!! I've been waiting for 10 minutes!!!!" Ratchet's voice echoed in Knockout's comm, startling him. He jumped up, yelping. Nightstreak giggled. 

"Ok, Ok, Geez. I'll be right there." Knockout's eyes drifted to Nightstreak's knee, and he frowned. 

"I can't leave you injured." he said, his doctor instincts kicking in again. 

"I'm, I'm fine."

"Where are you gonna go?"

"I-I guess...well I mean I..." she trailed off, a tear of lubricant trickling down her cheek. Knockout looked at her with worry, as more tears started tricking down. 

"Hey, hey, are you ok?" He asked, growing more worried. 

"I'm fine, I'm, Im..." She took a deep breath. "I'm fine. Yeah, I have someplace to go."

"KNOCKOUT, I SWEAR TO PRIMUS, IF YOU DON'T SHOW YOUR FRAGGIN FACE RIGHT NOW, I WILL..."

"Ok, OK, I'm coming!!!!" He yelled into his comm and turned back to the femme. "When can I see you again?"

Nightstreak thought a moment. "Meet back here, 1 pm tomorrow human hours?" 

"Yeah, yeah, ok! Sure!"

"KNOCKOUT!!!!!..."

"You better go, I'll see you tomorrow?" She asked. 

"Tomorrow, yeah! Can't wait!" Knockout said, before turning around around and running off. 

"Oof, you doofus Can't wait? Yous sound so desperate!" Knockout told himself, before squeezing through the passageway again. He continued looking at Nightstreak, all the way until she disappeared from sight. Even then, he continued to look back at where she had been. 

Nightstreak stared at Knockout as he disappeared, and giggled as she heard the mech calling himself "Doofus". Once he disappeared, her mind kept wondering back to the handsome mech; her spark fluttered at the thought of seeing him again. She had never  met someone like him before; someone who made her feel safe and warm. She smiled at his image in her mind. She looked forward to seeing him tomorrow. She looked around the pond oasis, and started to gather leaves. She had to prepare her new home. 

~~~~

Ratchet had thrown what had to be thousands of wrenches at Knockout for making him wait. Kncokout had barely even noticed them, and didn't even care that they left marks on his helm; he was swept off in thinking about Nightstreak, and her soft golden eyes, gentle voice, and beautiful features. He sighed, smiling, thinking about her. 

"Well, someone's in a good mood today." Smokescreen's voice sliced through his thoughts, snapping him out of his trance. 

"Huh?"

"Dude, you've been smiling all day, and going in and out of trances. I've never seen you smile so much."

"Oh, really? I guess I am." He said making no sense. Smokescreen examined him closely, staring at him intently. Knockout noticed.  

"What?" 

"OH!!!" 

"What?!" 

"You've met someone." Knockout snapped his head up.

"What?! No! Never." Smokescreen gave him a look. 

"Nuh-un. Nope, Never. Nada. Nooooooooooo. Nit." 

"Uh-huh. Ok, who is it?"

Knockout furrowed his ridges. "It's no one, ok?" He snapped, and turned and walked off towards his berthroom. Smokescreen just harrumphed and crossed his arms. He heard Bulkheads peds walk up behind him. 

"He's hiding something." He said. 

"Definitely."Smokescreen added. "Smitten Kitten."

"What's that mean?"

That night, as Knockout layed on his bed, staring up at the ceiling, he couldn't stop thinking about Nightstreak, and the strange way she had acted when asked if she had a place to stay. She acted so nervous, stammering and mumbling, refusing to meet his optics. As he continued to think about it, he slowly feel into a deep recharge. All through that night, his recharge was filled with sweet happy dreams. 

And in each and every dream, Nightstreak was in it. 

~~~~

The next day, Optimus sent him and Smokescreen on patrol. 

"Smokescween, I expect you'll be on your very best behavior." Optimus had warned in his little voice. 

"Yes sir!" Smokescreen snapped into a soldier position, saluting. Ratchet rolled his optics. But, as soon as they had left the base, Smokescreen started attacking. 

"So... who's the lucky femme?" he asked. Knockout ignored him and continued driving. Smokescreen became annoyed at the silence. 

"Ugh! I know you heard me. Who is it?"

" I told you, I haven't meet anyone." Knockout growled. 

"Oh, come on, you..."

"Smokescreen! I swear to Primus, if you do not stop bugging me about this "fake" femme, I'll leave your face so messed up, no femme will ever want you." This shut Smokescreen up, and kept him shut up for the rest of the patrol. When they got back, it was nearly 1. Knockout activated the ground bridge and was about to walk through when he was interrupted. 

"Knockout, where you going?" Knockout whirled around and looked down at the, who had his arms crossed and a stern expression. 

"Oh, Optimus, sir! I'm just going out to the felid I went to yesterday, sir! I just need to be able to drive around without having to stay hidden from others, sir!"

Optimus gave him a look, then gave a small nod. Knockout smiled down at him, then walked through the portal.