Summary: Everyone has things they wish that they didn't do, whether it was youthful foolishness, or something a lot later. In this case, Enzan does, he is now 21 and a lot warmer than he was when he first met Netto, but is now regretting a move he made as a young child, but, by chance, he meets the girl the action was against.

Disclaimer: I do not own Rockman.EXE or anything except for Iris, Nia and the Liona family; however, Iris.EXE has nothing to do with the Iris in the Zero series, as I did not know about her until long after I had started the story.

Prologue

Algostino walked out of the office, which he left the door ajar so that he could keep an eye on his young daughter, "As generous as your offer is Ijuin-San, I cannot possibly accept."

"Why not Dr Liona?" Shuuseki asked, as Algostino picked up his daughter, whose natural copper highlights shone in her wavy hair, which was tied in bunches, "Because it is obvious from your son that you have no value of family, and I cannot work with you knowing that. I brought my daughter in the hope that she'd become friends with your son! And the way children react at this age is mimicking their parents, or in this case, parent. If he treats others that aren't useful to his cause like this, then you obviously don't treat him well." Nia was looking at the 5-year-old Enzan through her deep green eyes; the boy had his back to her, saying nothing.

"But I can offer you the most advanced systems you can become the richest scientist in the world, and you are going to throw that away because of the way my son treats your daughter?"

"If becoming rich means abandoning family values Ijuin-San, then I don't want to be in that class." Algostino replied calmly, looking at his daughter with eyes identical to the young Enzan's, "My family is my number 1 priority, even if it isn't yours! You see, I want my daughter to grow as a person, and let her choose what she wants to be; you are so obsessed with what you want your son to be that you treat him unfairly, and woe betide you if you don't clean up your act! Come on sweetheart, we're finished here."

"OK Daddy," the girl replied happily, as Algostino lowered her then held her warm little hand in his larger one and they left the building.

Enzan's father gaped at this, "His soft touch will be his downfall, 'woe betide you if you don't clean up your act' honestly."

Enzan, however, was looking at the door through which the two left, "That girl is lucky to have a Dad like him, it makes me wish that Mum was still here," he said to himself.

"Forget it Enzan, you won't be seeing her anymore," his father said sharply, before disappearing into his office.

Enzan woke up with a start, "Blues, what time is it?" he asked.

"4 in the morning, is something wrong?" the navi asked in reply.

"Just reliving my past, something that I can't help but feel guilty about."

"Maybe if you told me about it, you'll feel better." Blues suggested from the PET, which stood on the desk opposite his bed.

Enzan walked to the window, where rain was coming down in torrents, "I was five, and my father brought me up to the company to meet this girl while he and her father talked about a contract," he began, "her father left the door ajar so that he could keep an eye on us, and I acted like a jerk. She wasn't afraid to admit it, although she simply called me a meanie. Her father told mine that he couldn't accept the contract because he knew that children at that age imitated their parents, he used the whole thing for two things, one was to see what the old man was like behind the glamour, and the other was to hope that his daughter could make a new friend. He was so disgusted with the result he turned the contract down."

"But it wasn't your fault for the way that you were raised."

"I was as big a jerk as the old man Blues, I chose to turn my back on her."

"What was her name?"

"I never asked, I just remember her surname, Liona."

"Well, I know one thing that could cheer you up."

"What?"

"There's an online shop in Ameroupe, I hear it sells some powerful exclusive sword-type chips, including some for keen collectors, it's mid-evening over there, so they should be open now."

"Alright, check them out, we may need some swords."

"Right." Blues replied, entering the computer via the connection from his stand and entering the net.

The shop contained different sections, each appropriately coloured and marked in the large shop. A female navi was filing orders behind the counter. She had her back to Blues, so he didn't see her face, but poking from under her blue-purple helmet, which was decorated with petals on the breeze in a darker shade, was blond hair streaked with brown. He decided not to disturb her and walked over to the display cases showing sword chips, including some he didn't recognise. "It's times like this that I had Searchman's scanning abilities," he muttered as he picked up a dulled sword.

Enzan raised an eyebrow, "Why would they dull the swords like this?" he wondered aloud, and Blues gave a simple reply.

"To give you an idea of the balance, while maintaining security of the shopkeeper and other navis," the silver-haired navi explained, looking at the sword he had picked up, it had a smooth blue hilt that led to a gleaming silver blade, and although the sides were blunt, Blues figured that it was a double-edged sword, "Obviously some are better for some navis than others, and this is to help them find the right ones."

"Can I help you at all?" asked a voice behind Blues, he turned to see the navi that was filing orders, and now saw that her icon was a purple flower on a blue background and her eyes were the same colour as Enzan's, bright blue, but they were shining with a youthful warmth that Enzan never really had.

"I was just checking out some of the swords you have here, quite a collection."

"Thanks, they're mostly based on myths, history and video games of the late 20th and early 21st century, the one you hold there is known as the Master Sword, based on the fifth Legend of Zelda game, released in 1997, and mentioned again in 2002 in the tenth, although not quite as popular for the style in which the latter was made."

Blues whistled, "Quite the collector's item then."

"Yes, it reels in the customers, I had some navi with a light bulb for a head last week that bought one of everything."

Blues sighed, "Numberman, his operator is obsessed with rare chips."

"I see."

"By the way, I didn't catch your name."

"That's because I didn't give it," the navi replied, smiling warmly and holding out a hand, "I'm Iris."

"Blues," he replied, shaking the hand she held out to him, "pleasure to meet you."

"The pleasure is all mine." Iris replied, "So, any particular interests?"

"I'm just browsing, my operator isn't at his best and I heard about this shop from rumours on the net, so I thought it might be a way to cheer him up. Swords are my standard weapon, rather than a projectile based one."

"I see, well, feel free to browse and ask questions."

"Thanks."

Enzan looked at Iris with interest, "There is something familiar about her that I can't put my finger on," he muttered to himself, "but what is it that makes her face ring bells like this."

"Don't worry Enzan-Sama, you'll figure it out," Blues replied, Iris looked at him when he said this with a mixed expression.

Enzan: I don't like that look she's giving you Blues.

Blues: It's as if I've reminded her of something.

Enzan: I wonder what that could be.

Together: Find out in Chapter 1, 'Familiar faces'

Enzan: Why are we doing this?

Blues: Probably because we were in particular focus in this part of the story.

Enzan: Well, I don't want to make a habit out of it.