A/N: I've been revisiting my old animu crushes and respective fandoms, so i end up going through tons of fics and a lot of the time? all I've revisted have so far, not much activity, regretably, and it doesn't really help that i'm a fucking pussy and end up not commenting on fanfics i find and love,

well, that and i hardly get the time to even sit down and type anything, the moment i type someone interrupts every damn time

well anyway, enough ranting, if anyone even reads this

enjoy! ...i guess? i have a vague idea where this is gonna go, but my Rockman knowledge is...not really good right now, so my characterizations are probs piss poor so constructive crits would be nice

Summary: Often Netto wonders what would've been had Saito lived. He wakes up to a surprise in his bed, and does what anyone would do: He screams. Meanwhile, Enzan finds a wanderer in the SciLabs building and is very confused on how said stranger got in.

– random Idea that's been floating around in my mind for a while, it's gonna be fun, I can tell you that much


Netto wakes to a lump underneath his blankets. He blinks slowly, realizing that he was hugging said lump. Did he sleep with his PET again? Aw man, Rock's gonna be so grumpy- It was soft, though. He raised the blankets, seeing a child next to him and snoring softly, small arms clinging to his waist. Still half-asleep, Netto just mumbles, "Oh, 's just a kid in my bed." And goes right back to sleep.

'Wait a sec…'

Then realization hits him like a well-aimed Rock Buster to the chest.

Netto screams.


Haruka had just finished making breakfast when she heard her son's loud shriek. She nearly dropped the cutlery she'd been putting away.

She didn't even know she'd been running until she stopped at Netto's door.

"Netto?! What's wron-"

"MAMA!"

She gets tackled by…Netto? Albeit, it was a…younger version of him? Haruka inwardly panics at the sight yet crouches down to the crying child's height and comforts him anyway. Was this a ploy made by those- those net crime syndicates? To get back at her son?

"W-waait, just a minute!" A voice came from the bed and the little Netto in her arms cried louder. She felt a headache coming up. There was Netto –older, eleven-year-old Netto- staring flabbergasted right at them. "Mama, you know the kid? Why was he sleeping on my bed?!"

'But if that's my Netto,' she looked down at the young brunet hugging her like his life depended on it. 'Then who…?'

"Nee, would you mind telling us your name?"

Netto, meanwhile, observed the younger's face. 'He looks…familiar, somehow. He even has the same PJs as me! Talk about weird…'

He sniffed and Haruka wiped the remaining tears off his face, "Mama's acting weird." He says bluntly, futilely trying to dodge her hands. "But, o-kay! Netto! Name is Hikari Netto!" The little Netto ends with a grin.

Noticing Netto about to retort, she sent him a look. 'Keep quiet,' the look said.

A loud growl interrupted them, coming from both of the two Nettos.

"Mama," the younger Netto whined, "I'm hungry-!" Netto –the older one, her Netto- flushed red and scratched the back of his head sheepishly.

"Guess I am, too."

"Well," she hoisted herself up, taking the younger Netto's hand in hers. "Good thing I just made breakfast. How about we, ahh, talk about this while we eat." Haruka got twin nods in return. She really needed something to differentiate the two. She couldn't keep calling the kid "younger Netto" forever, right?

Netto went ahead and got himself freshened up before eating. Before she could move out of the room, younger Netto tugged at her hand. Refusing to go out.

"I thought you were hungry, uhh, Net-chan?" Old nicknames would have to do, she supposed. "Don't you want breakfast?"

He nodded vigorously, "Of course, Netto does! Netto just…" Haruka wanted to hug Net-chan right then and there. Her little boy was just too cute!

"Mama? Where's Saito-nii?"


A/N: so, how's it going so far? any idea what the hell's happening in the fic? does my writing and characterization want you to throw your device out the window? honestly probably, haha, my writing most likely fucking sucks tbh

though if you made it this far, thanks for sticking around! :D