Transfer Student

Chapter 6

Rockman was reaching his limit, considering how he could handle so much he was getting tired of having to tell Haruka to stop doing abnormal and crazy things. He was tired of being shut off and hidden from seeing the beatings. He was being sheltered now, hidden away like a frightened little brother that needed protection when the fact was he did not need it. Netto needed the protection. He needed someone to jump between his mother and him and put down their foot. Netto needed… he needed… someone like Dingo. Dingo was able to hold him and let him cry, Dingo had placed himself between the brunet and the mother that they both loved. He took the brunt of it, he started to pull Netto back from that shell he was retreating into. But that was not what Rockman was reaching his limit over. He was tired of not being able to do anything. The internet was nonexistent to these people, only a home network that allowed him to go to the library and medical office. He needed to be able to know he could help Netto once more. That was why he was currently creating a internet connection by scrap. He was trying his best each and every waking moment he could get to do this. They needed an outside connection. They needed to contact someone who could actually help, like Enzan. Enzan and Blues, they would definitely be able to lend aid.

"They're back from school," Tomahawkman spoke coming up from behind the blue Navi.

"Together?"

"Yeah, it would seem that Dingo's now a little more paranoid because of Netto's deception," the turquoise Navi gave the small project a look. "I know… you're not happy about that either."

"Should I be?" Rockman snapped.

"No." Feathers rested on the digital floor as the unique Navi squatted down, "But you do know that it's the hardest on him right?"

"I know! I know…"

Black colored fingers rested on top of the blue helmet of his friend. The small Navi was having a lot of trouble with all of this. He was used to being the hero of the community and in some instances the world. He was accustomed to being a partner to a boy who was reckless and only thought a second ahead in the future. Rockman's world… it had changed drastically once when he almost lost a loved one from a stroke, but now… he was in danger of having his entire world taken from him in the form of loosing Netto in a way he never thought possible.

"How… much more do you need?"

"What?"

"I'm asking if you need help, dim bulb," he smiled when those green eyes turned to him.

The smile on the blue Navi's face split across his face into a grin. He leapt forward wrapping his arms around his friend's waist. He needed help but didn't want to ask for it. He was already imposing by asking for help in watching Netto's mother.

"Hey, don't get all cling-"

He closed his eyes when lips were pressed against his. He held the blue Navi as Rockman gave him a chaste kiss. It still felt a little odd, the sensation of being kissed, but it was something that he enjoyed immensely. With every kiss he remembered their first one. It was night where they could hear Netto cry and Dingo softly telling him that everything will be aright. Rockman couldn't handle it, he was at his wit's end and he was about to break. He had tried everything he had, trying to calm him down, but nothing would work. He was in tears talking about how useless he was, how he needed to do something even to the point of just locking Netto's mother away like some sort of prisoner. He had much more crazy ideas that Tomahawkman did not want to repeat, most of them involving the blue Navi's death. He needed to catch his friend off guard, and attacking was not a good idea, it was the last thing he could resort to. So he did what he thought best. He had kissed the Navi, delved his tongue deep into that mouth that was crying. His thumb wiped away tears as he continued to have his way, glad that the sobs had stopped. It was a surprise to be held onto so tightly as that slick tongue learned his moves and fought back. When they broke he still hand those hands holding onto him, needing him there to ground the boy that was trapped and confused. He held that face that held those pure green eyes that looked at him with wonder, asking so many questions at once. And he couldn't answer, why he did it, why he was still holding onto him and letting those hands keep on his body. So he didn't, he only spoke comforting words just like his operator to Netto. Ever since then they had allowed themselves the indulgence of a kiss here a kiss there, knowing that it was more than likely that their time together was limited.

"Tomahawk- never mind," Dingo's voice startled the two away from each other. The light from the window that would have showed the face of the man that owned the turquoise Navi blinked away as the young man cut off the connection to give the Navi's their alone time.

"Uh, I think… um… should we… you know… and…" Rockman's face was red as a ripe tomato.

"He's not dumb," Tomahawkman leaned back on his elbows enjoying the feel of Rockman laid across on top of him. He chuckled a little when he watched his companion hit his own forehead like he had done something stupid.

"Besides, I don't think he really care. Dingo's pretty open minded," he squeezed his knees together clamping them around Rockman's thin waist earning a small yip that he relished in hearing.

"E-either way, um… we- we should get to work, you know…" he tried hard not to blush harder than he already was, but it was hard when he had to grab his companion's thighs to pull his way free.

"Yeah, you're right," the Native American Navi sat up quickly giving Rockman a quick kiss before letting the little guy free from his grasp.

Out side the digital realm Dingo felt his face redden. There were no words of how embarrassed he was for just jumping in like that. A private moment between his Navi and Netto's, that he himself had envisioned doing each night he had to calm the brunet. He shook his head trying to clear his thoughts, he was able to press those thoughts out this long it shouldn't be any hard to continue… that is… now that he saw what he saw…

His eyes shifted a little on the sly side over to the boy who was currently going over the notebooks that Dingo had been writing up. He had been asked to compile all of his findings into written form while he was there and he had been doing so, each and every day. Not wanting to have anything catch his roommate off guard he was letting him read his research reports and records. The boy was immersed in it, forgetting about food and water as he read. He way his forehead creased with the more mysterious happenings, the way his eyes glittered with the need for knowledge. The way he tapped his foot impatiently all told Dingo to pay attention to the small details that was attractive. Then again it was hard not to.

"What did he say?" Netto asked while turning a page.

"Wha?"

"Tomahawkman, you were going to ask him about today's entries while we were gone."

"Oh, uh, he's… kind of busy at the moment with Rockman."

Netto put down the notebook and looked at the redhead, "Busy? Doing what?"

"To be honest I don't think it's any of your business," he smirked loving the fact he knew something that the other didn't. Then again this was a rather private matter and not life threatening so he figured he could get away with a bit of teasing.

"Rockman is my business. What where they doing?"

"Can't tell you."

"Dingo," he said in a warning tone. "No secrets… remember?"

"Now, I can't tell you and that's the truth," he folded his arms when the brunet got up from the desk chair he was sitting on.

Netto stepped up to the boy taller than him, one eye narrowing more than the other while he tried to read the redhead he lived with, "What. Were. They. Doing?"

"Can't tell."

He couldn't tell, then that meant that he could show right? "You can show me then."

Dingo's face reddened, "uh, I uh… don't think you would want that."

"I do." Okay that was a demand and Dingo knew it.

"You promise not to get angry?"

"Why would I?"

"Promise not to get angry, hurt me or Tomahawkman or leave us stranded somewhere far away okay?"

"Why would I…" he sighed when Dingo gave him those puppy dog eyes that he had been mastering over the last few days, a way that they found out that got to Netto's mother and made her calm down instantly, oddly enough. But Netto was a lot more like his mother than his father apparently because those eyes were working real well, "Okay, I promise."

Dingo thought that what he was going to do was a bad thing, but then again… was it as bad as he believed it would be? Only one way to find out.

Drawing in a breath he unfolded his arms taking a hold of Netto's. Leaning forward slowly he planted his lips over his roommate's.

To Be Continued…