Transfer Student
Chapter 7
Netto's world was spinning. He felt the softness of Dingo's futon underneath him as his back was pressed against the wall it was against. When had they gotten on to the floor? When had Dingo's lips left his and that searing mouth was burning his neck with kisses as fingers left tingling trails of an unknown sensation on his skin? The redhead pulled back, his tongue darting out taking in taste while he sat back on his legs trying to allow them both space. The brunet's face was red and his chest heaved with every breath. Dingo had gotten carried away when he was not pushed away. He just went with the flow and somewhere between the thrumming pulse under his tongue and the feel of cloth blocking his ability to touch Netto's chest he started to get back his thinking process.
"Well… um, yeah that's about the gist of it."
Brown eyes blinked, "H-huh?"
"What Tomahawkman and Rockman were doing."
"O-oh," Netto took in a deep breath while running his hands through his hair, his headband discarded some time while he was distracted. "I can see why he… they couldn't… uh…"
"Yeah…"
"Dingo?"
"Yeah?"
"What does… I mean… does anything change now?"
The Native American's shirt was gripped as Netto shifted to sit up on his legs as well. The look of vulnerability slipping through as he mentally pleaded for things to stay the same. For things not to change but all the same he wanted it to, to have something stable in the unstable world he was currently living in. He let his other hand be taken by Dingo's, the color of contrast between their skin evident making him look as pale as Enzan against that reddish skin. The skin that was up against his, that he wanted more of, but at the same time found that it blocked the way. It was a permanent barrier that kept him from the true warmth that he wanted to be wrapped in the depth of Dingo's heart where it was safe. He had his thoughts along the way, but it didn't matter now. Dingo was the only one to be there for him. Rockman was now a victim so was Tomahawkman, and victims could only do so much. They had become limited because now they needed to be protected more than anyone else. Their lives were so tiny and fleeting compared to the operators that cared for them.
Dingo flexed his fingers so that their fingertips were pressed together letting Netto play with his hand. He waited, watching his counter part let go of his shirt in favor of taking hold of the hand that had been caressing his cheek only moments before. He wasn't sure if anything changed then or not. How could he be? He was new to all of this himself, the most he and ever gotten was possibly a dirty magazine, but now here he was with the opportunity to not just lust after someone but to actually be with them.
"Well…" he said leaning to the side supporting his weight with one arm while Netto kept a hold of his other. "Do you want it to?"
"I…" Netto sighed wishing he didn't have to think. He wanted Dingo to take all of his thoughts away and give him a moment of piece once more. "I just… I mean, would this mean I would be gay?"
Dingo snickered, "What kind of question is that?"
"I mean it! It's not like… it's a bad thing I just… you know," he finished with a shrug of his shoulder.
"Hmm…" Dingo leaned forward a little so that they were practically nose-to-nose, "Did you have any feelings for guy?"
"No."
"Then you don't want me to kiss you again."
"No, I mean… what are you getting at?"
Netto wanted to kiss him that was a good sign. "I mean, if you haven't been aroused by guys before but you liked what just happened then you're not gay, you just like me. You do like me right?"
The brunet's cheeks were red as he nodded letting Dingo give him another kiss. It was just as chaste as the last one, but this time those strong arms that have held him nights before were much more warm. He leaned in enjoying the feeling, he felt safe right there.
"Netto-kun!" Rockman's voice flooded the room causing the two to jump. "Never mind!"
Dingo started to laugh as he leaned his forehead against Netto's shoulder loving the goofed up irony of it all. Netto's face was red as could be as he desperately tried to think of something to say to his Navi that just closed the connection to give them their private time. But then again, should he have to explain? He was in a relationship with Dingo's Navi after all, so why couldn't Netto be with Dingo? Right? Right. One problem obverted.
"Hey," Dingo quelled his chuckles.
"Yeah?"
"It's time for bed, tomorrow we need to check up on a lead."
"You know," Netto threw a stray slipper at the light switch hitting it while Dingo pulled down the covers from the bed above to cover them. "You still haven't told me what you're looking for."
He felt the teen's body stiffen next to him, "I told you… it's a treasure."
Brown eyes watched the boy who only settled down on a soft pillow, obviously not wanting to talk about it now.
"Okay, tomorrow while we're looking at least tell me then."
Dingo make an unsure sound in the back of his throat before nodding, "We'll… see."
That was all Netto could ask for at the moment, so he only crawled over his roommate and up onto his own bed stealing back his blanket commenting it was to early to sleep together earning a snicker from the one below with the comment of, "But honey we already live together." Netto swatted him with his pillow.
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"So?"
Rockman turned around face flushed, "Uh, well… you see… They um… needed some alone time."
Tomahawkman's eyes glittered with a certain look made the blue Navi worry a little. "Then in other words we don't need to worry right?"
"I… guess so," he was backing up slowly as the taller Navi started to advance hands on his own hips as he stalked forward. Rockman was quick to learn what that stance meant.
"Mmm…" Tomahawkman licked his lips slowly as if eyeing a savory dish, "Then I have something in mind to kill some time until they are free."
He leapt forward causing Rockman to yip as he dodged out of the way and scurry away. The game of chase was on, something that put a smile on both of their faces. When caught he would get a hug and then it would be his turn to chase. It was a game of tag that he enjoyed more than he first would have imagined. But this time when he was caught, those loving arms holding him tightly made him feel a bit bolder than he usually was in a relationship and he leaned forward, taking a hold of either side of the Indian's face and giving him a loving kiss.
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Enzan looked down at the Email sent, his blue eyes blinking at the text that scrawled across.
"Who sent this?" He looked at his red Navi who gave a half shrug.
"I found it just now, no ID no IP, nothing, Enzan-sama. Should I just delete it? It looks like a spam mail."
"No… I think we should look into this. Do you know where you were before you came back to the PET?"
"Yes sir, I was in sector four of the Undernet."
The white and black haired youth nodded taking off the half moon glasses that perched on his nose. "It would seem that we need to find the source of it."
He looked at the blinking text that scrolled across the tiny screen over and over again. Something about it made him feel uneasy.
To Be Continued…
