For Keeps

You know who it is - steady footsteps echoing deliberately - before you even turn around.

(After all, he was birthed from you and, though you don't want to admit it and he is in complete denial, neither of you have yet found a way to cut the umbilical cord that trembles between you. (He says you are the parasite feeding off him, you say it's the other way round. Naturally, you both refuse to believe that it is a two way process.) You wonder if he notices how the pain builds the further you move from one another, how the cord pulls taut and rip, rips at both of your hearts/souls/something else completely, so instead you come together and fight (it feels natural, you are the two halves/opposites of a whole and you are destined to love/hate) to hack this connection free in bright spurts of data.)

"Just thought I'd warn you," a smirk, cold dark arrogance (you refuse to believe that you were ever like this before an opponent) "Netto belongs to me."

And this is serious. (You're not that possessive…are you? Well, actually you are. You really are.)

Because you're not giving up Netto to anyone, least of all your psychotic dark side

Because Netto would never (willingly) leave you (would he?) or Enzan or Laika or Meiru or anyone whom he can protect to go to the side you've been fighting so hard against.

And because this is and always has been either you or him, light or dark, good or evil, to the end. You don't quite have your operator (brother's...dare you think that?) level of optimism to believe that you can both co-exist.

And neither of you are willing to share a thing (least of all, Netto).


I'm sorry! I've completely warped Rockman's kind, forgiving personality into this. I'm just relying on my believe that under Rockman's fluffy mother hen side lurks a whole world of pain for anyone that even attempts to hurt Netto.