A/U: The best relationships always seem to break apart… they are too perfect, too good. Sometimes people do not want others to have happiness they need to survive.

Net Nitro, Chapter 21; before my eyes

Megaman woke up, staring towards the dresser. He could feel Netto still in bed with him, waking up from his sleep as well. It must have been around dusk time, since it was getting slightly dark, but from his angle he couldn't see the window to be exact.

"Talk about wasting the day away…" he said, sleep quickly fading away from his voice. Netto laughed softly, "You can say that again…" Megaman smiled. "Talk about wasting the day away..."

Netto laughed again, getting up and stretching, Megaman doing the same. Netto then pounced on the Navi unexpectedly, causing them both to fall off the bed since they were so close to the edge.

"Aaaaah! Netto-kun!" Megaman exclaimed, hitting his back hard against the carpeted floor. Both of them were laughing anyway. "So now you know." Netto said, quickly getting caught up in a tickle war. Megaman smiled up at him from where he was pinned under Netto. "Yeah, but you still haven't told me straightforward." the Navi said, grabbing a pillow to be used as a shield.

Netto stopped tickling all of a sudden, Megaman putting down the pillow. "Speaking of that… Mega, where'd you put the journal?" The Navi got up, looking around. It wasn't where he'd put it last. The expression on his face made Netto worry more each passing second… it wasn't in bed, underneath it, or by the side. It wasn't on the floor or in the dresser. Megaman looked up, shaking his head. "What do you mean it's not here…?" Netto whispered, he too having looked about for it.

"Lan! Get down here, I know you're up!" came a familiar voice from downstairs. Netto and Mega looked at each other. Dad was home.

'Oh no…' the Navi thought as he followed Netto out the door and down the stairs.

Netto's dad was standing at the bottom, holding up what they'd been looking for just a few seconds ago… the journal. His long index finger was in the middle of the book, and he had a very serious look on his face… it was too obvious. Netto's eyes widened in shock and fear, Megaman looking guilty at not putting the journal back in its rightful place under the pillow, but not breaking the look dad was giving him. Anger, disappointment. Even resentment was there…

"Lan. Tell me what this is right now." he demanded. Netto gulped loudly… "it's my journal." "I thought so." came the quick reply. Dad set the book down on the counter, where Megaman reached out and retrieved it, taking it under his arm securely.

"You do know that it is forbidden to have that kind of relationship with a NetNavi." he continued. Netto nodded, knowing he couldn't argue with his father in the first place. "I know that he means a lot to you, and I don't want to do this, but…"

There was a long silence… the kind that waited until Fate came along to give its decision…

"I'm going to have to delete Megaman now."

Slowly, it all seemed to stop. The clock on the wall kept ticking, but it seemed the world had left time behind.