If I were anything else

The title is an inside joke XD you don't have to get it.

This is for because we both adore her artwork! Jordan spotted a MegatronxBumblebee picture in her gallery and they talked about it and she asked for some of the fanfiction we wrote of the two. This was my favorite of many and I wanted to put up a photo of us in the costumes because all we uploaded thus far was one of me as Bumblebee.

This was taken on my phone camera so I had to do a lot of color enhancement. Megatron had red contacts and I have blue eyes but i brightened the color more because i thought it would look cool XD

I'm so short, the only time i can reacher her shoulder is when she is sitting and I'm on my knees T.T -uke'd-

Anywho, fanfic below. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!! its yaoi! Meaning boyxboy... or in this case, roboboyxboy <3

costume designs by me. please credit if you want to do fanart. no stealy our costumes though : P

-Lessa (Roxas/bumblebee)
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Just the thought of it was absolutely absurd. Autobots and Decepticons living together under one roof. It was degrading, insulting, yet here they were. Just to add insult to injury, they were all stuck in these frail organic bodies. That didn't change who they were though; tensions were as high as ever and the two sides just weren't getting along. How could they? Megatron was sitting on the couch, brooding about his situation indifferently. The other bot that walked in the room, Bumblebee, was polar opposite to him. Bee was enjoying every second of being a human. Meg certainly had an easier time getting along with him than the others, mostly because he never spoke... but that didn't make him hate the little brat any less... right?

The blonde haired teen sat at a table, watching out the window. He was mouthing the words to the song that was playing on his i-pod; headphones around his neck so that they wouldn't get snagged on the piercings that went up his ear. It was loud enough for Meg to hear it and he glanced up irritably, but did not say anything yet. He just watched the boy for a moment, captivated. Bee was almost cute as a huma- well... That is to say, he wasn't the most unattractive of the autobot scum Megatron was being forced to live with. The man pulled long silver hair into a low pony tail, fumbling with the tie. He growled under his breath in frustration with more than just his hair as half of it slipped free to cover his face. Bee had been air-drumming along with the song, but he stopped to look at the other man in the room when he heard the sound. Bright blue eyes met deep red ones but Megatron looked away with a scowl. That kid was so annoying.

Bee stood up with a smile that went right through Megatron, who tried to ignore him of course... but he couldn't. That boy was now standing behind him, a small hand planted firmly on Megatron's broad shoulder. Slender fingers combed through white hair at the back of Megs head, eliciting a small shudder. What the slag was this kid DOING?! Bee pulled his hair up neatly and tied it off for him with another smile. Megatron was floored. Had that little autobrat just made such a gesture of kindness to HIM? They were enemies still! The kid must have a screw loose or something. But before The Decepticon could question him, another bot walked in... Just who he didn't want to see.

Optimus grinned down at Bumblebee and completely ignored Megatron. "Hey Bee, the guys are going out to get some food, would you like to tag along?" Optimus asked, ruffling the boy's blonde hair. He nodded excitedly in answer as the man slung an arm around his neck and lead him out of the room, shooting a dirty look at the Decepticon in an accusatory fashion. Megatron's scowl deepened and he found himself gripping the arm of the couch. Not that he was jealous, but what did Prime have that he didn't?

Megatron soon found himself sitting on the couch thinking about it. What DID Prime have that he didn't? It can't be the fact that he's higher in rank because He and Prime are practically on the same level. They were both leaders, just on different teams is all. "It can't possibly be looks..." he thought to himself smirking, being the egotistical pretty boy that he was. He started glaring at the door, really starting to wrap his mind around this. It was driving him crazy, even though he knew it was just a waste of time. Yet, whenever he tried ignoring the thought, it would lead right back to that stupid Autobot. He got up from the couch out of frustration and walked to his, what the humans call, 'bed room'. He slammed the door and sat at a little desk facing the wall, trying to get his mind off of things with work. He slipped on his red reading glasses and picked up a pile of papers with one hand, resting his head on the other. Everything was going fine after that. The house was quiet, he was getting work done, and he had forgotten all about a certain mech. That is, until he heard the front door open. He brought his hand up to his forehead before hearing Optimus' voice and Bumblebee's music blaring from his headset.

And that of course wasn't the only irritating noise to filter into the room that Megatron tried to keep peaceful and quiet. Solitude was so hard to come by these days. Starscreams grating voice echoed in the hall. "Megatron, we need your assistance in the garage." The silver haired man massaged his temple as if rubbing away a headache. Those imbeciles couldn't do anything without him. He pushed himself away from the desk and opened the door to follow his subordinate. He hated to be bothered with silly tasks, but if it meant getting out of those blasted human bodies sooner, it was worth it. Just as the pair walked in, Shockwave spoke up. "Nevermind, Starscream, we found the problem, no need to bother Mega-" He was cut off by both Rumble and Frenzy cursing simultaniously as a tube broke loose, sloshing inky black oil right across Megatrons face... Never before had he hated machines so much. "Would you two get out of here!?" Starscream growled at them.

Megatron gritted his teeth bitterly. "I would STRONGLY advise against bothering me again without good reason." he grated out, heading back inside and walking into the nearest bathroom, leaving the door open. He looked in the mirror, frowning at the black splattered across the side of his pale face and glasses. The color was complete contrast to his features. He tried to wipe it away but only ended up rubbing the oil into his eye. He almost yelped at the stinging sensation. This just wasn't his day. But Bumblebee just happened to be passing by the door at that moment and heard him. The boy peeked in and tilted his head curiously. When he saw what the matter was he stepped in and pulled Megatron closer. VERY close. Their faces were only inches apart. Megatron started to ask what the hell he thought he was doing, but fell silent as Bee reached up to remove his glasses and wipe his eye before handing him a hand towel.

Megatron cautiously took the towel, he wasn't used to being treated so kindly. "Th-thank you...?" he said, looking a bit flustered. Bumblebee nodded cheerfully with a smile. Megs could see he was blushing a bit, this made him feel a bit uneasy. He was soon overcome with something he had never felt before. He could feel his face heat up, and his stomach turn in knots. Something about those blue eyes. Bumblebee brought his other hand to the other side of the Decepticon's face to pull him closer and- "Bee, could you come here for a minuet?" Prime yelled from the other room. Bee and Megatron both jumped back in surprise, Megatron standing up straight again, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment. Of course, Prime would be the one to interrupt a perfectly good chance with Bumblebee. Before turning down the hallway to meet with Optimus, Bumblebee looked up at Megatron and smiled sweetly and waved. Megatron could only sigh and turn back to cleaning off his face, mumbling profanities under his breath while doing so.

Megatron took care to thoroughly wash the oil from his hands before cleaning his face this time, though he was sure he'd be scrubbing black out of his white hair for the next week. He exited the room and walked into a living room, hoping to find it empty and quiet, but as his luck would have it, a head of all too familiar blue and red hair was lounging on the couch to watch TV with an arm slung over the back of the couch. There was NO WAY Meg was willing to sit in the presence of that autobot... but he wouldn't have to. Optimus stood up with a stretch. He paused when he saw the decepticon and scowled as he made his way over. Bumblebee had been curled up on the couch next to him and fell sound asleep. Red eyes fell upon the sleeping boy but Prime interrupted him. "Hey. Don't waste your time, you aren't even competition." He took a step forward. "Dont go near him." He warned before leaving the room.

"I beg to differ..." Megatron sneered at his rival before he left the room. How he thinks Bumblebee could ever fall for an airhead like Prime he would never know. But, for now, all he could do was watch. He took a seat, cross legged, in the easy chair on the other side of the living room. He crossed his arms, sighing, as he watched the little Bee sleep soundly on the couch. He was curled into himself, almost like a cat. He must have been having sweet dreams, because he was smiling contently and nuzzling his face deeper into the couch cushion. Megatron didn't notice but a smile was slowly appearing on his face, lost in a daydream. Eye's wandered from Bumblebee to the floor, thinking about a few moments ago when he almost had him. If that moment hadn't have been interrupted, Bumblebee could have been his. He pondered these new found feeling's about the boy and decided that, yes, he could be slowly falling for the Autobot. But, deep down he knew that would never become a reality as long as things were as they were.

A soft sound interrupted Megatron's thoughts. Bumblebee stirred in his sleep, curling tighter and rolling over. He watched as the boy reached out, small hand searching the seat next to him where Optimus had been. He frowned when his fingertips felt nothing but the couch and pale blue eyes cracked open, almost glowing in the dimly lit room. He stretched out his back, arching it like a cat and taking a deep breath. But he froze like that when he realized he was not alone. There was a pair of crimson eyes on him. Bee sat up and tilted his head, the look on his face clearly asking, "What?"

This was NOT what he had expect. There was a boy sitting in his lap. And not just that, but an AUTOBOT. PRIME'S favorite autobot. Red eyes stared down at the head of blonde hair snuggled into his chest over rose stained cheeks. He lifted a hand and patted his shoulder. He could feel Bee's slow and steady breaths as he soon fell into a deep sleep. It took a minuet, but Megatron eventually became used to him being there. He kept his hand on Bumblebee's shoulder, stroking it with his thumb back and forth lovingly. He couldn't believe that not but a moment ago he was doubting this ever happening. He ran a hand through bumblebee's blond hair. The boy shifted in his lap, moving his hand to rest on Megatron's chest, gripping his shirt tightly. You could just about see the Decepticon tattoo on his chest. Megatron just sighed giving up and leaning his head back on the chair, shutting his eyes. Another smile made it's way onto his face.

Next thing Meg knew, the boy was wrenched out of his lap and the chair they were sitting in was shoved over backward, waking the both of them with a start. "Someone want to tell me what the hell is going on!?" Optimus growled, protectively pulling bumblebee against his chest. "Well, I guess that someone has to be me. Seeing as the boy can't talk." Megatron said getting up. He winced trying to stand up straight, his back hurting after the fall. Prime was still glaring at Megatron with Bumblebee watching the two with worry in his eyes. "Well...?!" Optimus asked forcefully. Megatron crossed his arms, getting his thought's together, he then looked up at Optimus calmly. "I sat down in the chair after we had our little run in. Bumblebee woke up looking for you, I told him you left to do something and he decided to come over and sit on my lap." he explained truthfully to Optimus who was still a bit enraged. "And you let him? After I clearly told you not to touch him?" Optimus asked angrily. "I told him no, but he did it anyway! Besides, he ended up falling asleep! Do you really think I would have woken him up just because YOUR jealous?!" Megatron quickly brought a hand up to his mouth, clamping it shut. He said more than he had wanted. "Jealous, huh? How could I be jealous of something that isn't possible?" The Autobot asked with a fake smile. Megatron only glared at his rival.

"Use your eyes, Prime. Clearly it is. Even so, are you really that afraid of a little competition? He is old enough to make his own decisions." Megatron replied cooly. "Competition?! Don't flatter yourself, yo-" Bumblebee stepped between the two, pushing Optimus back and trying to calm him. Bee shot Megatron an appologetic look as he tried to usher the other autobot out of the room before the fight could escalate. Megatron could only watch as the two went off. He could see Optimus glaring back at him trying to get another word in, but Bumblebee wasn't letting him. He saw them walk into a room down the hall and he heard the door shut. As soon as that happened he walked over to the couch and let himself fall right onto it. He punched it a few times to take some of his anger out it the cushion instead of Starscream for a change. It helped, but didn't do much. He couldn't stand Optimus any longer if this was how it was going to be. He had had it with Optimus' snide remarks, his showing off, and his over protectiveness towards the little Bee. He picked his head up to let his chin rest on his arms trying to calm down. A part of him couldn't wait to leave this pathetic planet, but another part of him wanted to stay a bit longer for one reason and one reason only.

Anger led to exhaustion and soon he himself succumbed to sleep there on the couch, not bothering to return to his room. It was late so the majority of the residents had already gone to sleep. He wasn't entirely sure what time it was when he was woken by a hand gently shaking his shoulder. Red eyes cracked open to find blue ones looking down at him. "Huh?" He managed confusedly. Bee was leaning over the back of the couch and he put a finger to his lips, shushing the decepticon. Megatron did what he was told as he sat up on the couch so he and Bumblebee were at eye level. "I-I'm sorry about...earlier..." Bumblebee said as quiet as a whisper. "It's not your fault don't wo-" Megatron paused looking back at Bee. A look of confusion and awe appeared as Bumblebee just smiled back. "Did you just-" "Talk?" Bumblebee finished his sentence giggling a little. It was music to the Decepticon's ears, hearing him laugh like that. "When did this happen?" he asked, failing to hide a smile. Bumblebee hopped over the back of the couch to sit next to his silver haired friend. "My vocal processor is damaged in my normal mode. Since I'm in this human form, I don't think it effects me as drastically. It just took a while to fix completely." He explained, folding his hands into his lap. Megatron had never heard his voice before, he could get used to hearing this all day. It was quiet, gentle, and not as overpowering as everyone else. "Dose Prime know about thi-" he was cut off as Bumblebee placed a finger to Megatron's lips. "He's asleep. Let's not talk about him right now..." he said smiling. Megatron nodded agreeing. They were alone right now, and it was enough for him. "You owe me a little something, Megatron..." Bumblebee said moving closer to the Decepticon. Meg was getting lost in those blue eye's of his like he did every time they made eye contact. "I-I do...?" he stuttered leaning down, knowing exactly what Bee was talking about. Bumblebee giggled again wrapping his arms around Megatron's neck. "Mhmm..." he said as he gave Megatron a long and meaningful kiss.

Bee broke the kiss and slowly pulled back to look at Meg with a playful smirk. "Never thought I'd be kissing a decepticon, I'll admit that much." He chuckled softly, repositioning himself in the man's lap again. He grinned. "A little rusty, but not THAT bad~" Megatron smirked at the comment. "Rusty huh?" He pulled Bee closer by the hips, one hand positioned on the small of his back. "Watch what you say, Autobot." Megatron growled kissing him again, this time he deepened the kiss, leaning back on the couch bringing Bumblebee down with him. Bee smiled into the kiss as he straddled Megatron's hips, tangling his fingers in the Decepticons hair, removing the ponytail. A few moments later, they broke away to catch there breath. "Still think I'm rusty?" Megatron asked in between breath's. Bumblebee smiled and laid down on Megatron, resting his head on his chest. "Eh. Getting there...I've had better..." Bumblebee said teasingly. He knew Megatron couldn't stand it, he was always one never to back down from a challenge. He figured he'd have some fun with the man while he could.

"Now I'm not sure I believe that. But on the off chance that its true, I'll just have to change your mind." Meg said in a gruff voice. He flipped them over so that he was on all fours over Bumblebee and kissed him again, tongue darting out to deepen the kiss. Bee let out a startled squeak when he ended up on his back, but he accepted the kiss, wrapping one arm around the man's neck, his other hand brushing silvery hair behind his ear. Megatron slowly slid his hand underneath Bumblebee's shirt and up his side. Bee shivered from his cold hand but soon relaxed as he got used to it. He allowed Megatron to explore his body, gliding over his skin ever so gently. Bumblebee broke a way for a second so he could remove his shirt, which was now getting in the way. He then brought Megatron back down to kiss him again, his small hands unbuttoning the mans shirt so he could wrap his arms around the mans bare back. Megatron removed his shirt and tossed it somewhere on the floor carelessly as he broke away from the kiss. "Oh don't tell me your done already." Bumblebee fake pouted looking up at Megatron. "Only getting started..." he replied as he moved down to brush his lips lightly against Bumblebee's. Right before the boy moved closer to kiss him, he pulled away smirking down at him. He did the same thing again but this time his lips trailed up to Bee's jawline. He chuckled deviously. Bumblebee moaned in annoyance. "Your evil..." Bee said trying to go back for another kiss, only to have Megatron move away. "Would you like me if I was anything else?" Megatron asked smirking at the boy's expression. He kissed the corner of Bumblebee's lips, ellicting another pleasurable moan from the other.

That sound was like music to meg. He wanted to hear more. "Looks alone would be enough to get me~ Not to mention talent for this sort of thing," the boy purred. "Talent for what?" Megatron replied in mock innocence, hand slinking lower to rest on Bee's hip. The blonde stifled another moan and bit his lip. "Do you wanna-... um.. Move this somewhere else?"

Megatron smiled knowing exactly where this was going. He picked the boy up off the couch and dragged him down the hallway by the wrist. Bumblebee playfully moved in front of Megatron, bringing him down by his neck to kiss him once again. Bee kissed Megatron roughly, pushing into him so hard, that he had Megatron’s back slam against the bedroom door of his second in command. They both quickly gasped, not wanting to be caught in the middle of the hallway. They both ran into Megatron’s room and shut the door behind them. Bee sat on the man’s bed as Megatron locked his bedroom door as a precaution. When he turned he saw Bumblebee kneeling on his bed, smirking. “Now, show me what you can REALLY do.” Bumblebee commanded. Megatron walked over and pinned the boy down by his wrists, making him gasp in surprise at the sudden forcefulness the other was showing. “With pleasure…” Megatron grinned evilly.

It was thrilling, a rush to be like this with the man. There was a burning in the pit of his stomach as Megatron dominated him so effortlessly. Adrenaline was a pleasant plus to being human. Bee leaned up to kiss him again, unable to use his hands at the moment to do anything else. He practically purred against the decepticons mouth, shifting to plant feverish kisses down his neck instead. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad... Autobots and decepticons living together...