CB: ACK! I suck, I know. It's been too long since I updated, (Especially considering the length of these things.) But I've been trying to make these longer, but it doesn't seem to work. Disclaimer: I don't own Megaman or any products of Capcom.

"Welcome Mikhail and Kalinka!" Dr. Light greeted warmly as they entered the airport.

"Well met comrade!" Mikhail greeted back, carrying luggage in a rolling case.

"And welcome to you too, Kalinka."

"Glad to meet you." she said happily.

Mikhail wore green turtleneck sweater with blue khakis, while Kalinka wore her trademark red coat with blue jeans.

"Here, let me get those." Rock said, indicating their bags.

"Thank you" Mikhail said. "Now then Thomas, where is the traitorous bastard." He asked with a hint of venom in his voice.

"Father…" Kalinka sighed.

"What? He is." He said.

Kalinka sighed, "Nothing."

Don't worry, Blues, Roll, and Forte are watching over him." Thomas said.

"Forte?" Mikhail asked.

Roll sat on one side of the couch with Forte on the opposite, both watching the T.V., while Blues stood off to the side.

On the T.V was a shot of the remains of a hospital, burnt and scattered. "Police have still found no motive for this recent crime, and have still not been able to identify many of the charred remains." The T.V. newscaster said.

"How did this happen?" Roll asked quietly.

"If they knew, they would have said." Forte replied.

"Forte…" Whatever she was about to say was interrupted by a knock on the door. She got up and opened it, to be greeted by two men in black suits.

"Hello, is a doctor Thomas Light here?" One of the two men asked.

"No, not at the moment, but if you want, you can leave a message." She said warily.

"No need, this may work out for the best. You and the other robots at this facility need to come with us." The man said.

"What? Why?" She asked warily.

"We have some questions we need to ask. I'm sure you have heard of the recent event at the hospital? Well, an eyewitness says they saw a homeless person that lives in the alleys nearby break into it just before the explosion, a person that you were apparently friends with." The man explained.

"You mean Twigsby?" She asked, alarmed.

"If that's what he calls himself." The man agreed. "Now if you wouldn't mind coming with us…"

"I'm sorry, but I can't do that." She said.

"You're not really being given a choice, so quietly-"

"Robotics law section 4, article 3, no robot may be taken or sold without the express and written consent of the creator." She cut him off.

The man growled and turned to his other companion, "We'll be back robot, you have many questions to answer."

She closed the door with a sigh and a shake of her head. "Who were they?" She heard Forte ask from behind her.

"A part of the government not comfortable with the idea of robots." She said. "They always try to get us shut down, and I know they're just going to find this as a way for more leverage against us, and probably get dad's lab shut down." She plopped down on the couch, staring at her lap.

Forte wasn't sure what he was supposed to do now. There she was, just sitting there, obviously distressed for multiple reasons, and he wasn't how he could help her. Well… he had seen an odd interaction between the humans before, and he guessed it couldn't hurt. He slowly raised his hand and laid it on her shoulder, giving it a light squeeze.

Her head shot up and quickly turned to him, apparently shocked by the contact, he quickly took that as bad and tried to pull his hand back, but she caught it quickly.

"Thanks." She said with a small smile.

Suddenly the door flew open and Rock burst in. "Guys! Are you all right?" He asked, worried.

"Yes, don't worry, no one was hurt." Roll said

Rock let out a breath that Forte doubted he even knew he was holding. "Good, because we saw that black car and… um" Rock stopped short and just looked at them curiously.

Roll too look perplexed, until she looked where Rock was staring, to find her hand holding Forte's to her shoulder. She quickly brushed his hand away and brought her own too her lap, blushing all the while.

"Rock! Is everyone all right?" Thomas asked as he entered behind Rock.

"Uh, yeah, no injuries or anything" he said at only half attention.

"Comrade what was that about?" A third voice asked.

"Nothing to worry about, hopefully Mikhail." Thomas replied. "Now come on, we'll show you both around the house, Rock, Blues, uh, Blues?" Thomas asked when he noticed he wasn't in the room.

"Damn it," Rock cursed. "His Batman routine is running thin."

They drove down the beaten path, every so often a low hanging branch scratching the top of their car. "How the hell are we gonna get those piles of scraps?" Agent Johnson asked his partner who was behind the wheel. He only shrugged in response. Seeing as his bald friend was going to be as talkative as ever, he merely sighed, running a hand through his slicked back black hair. Suddenly the car screeched to a halt, nearly sending Johnson's head into the dashboard.

"Hey man what the hell-" He stopped short when he looked forward, to see a man in a cloak.

"Hello good sirs, I'd like to make a proposition."

"And here's your room Kalinka." Rock said as he showed her a room in the hallway.

"Thank you" she said politely before entering with her bag and closing the door behind her. She lifted her bag a set on her bed, opening it and went about methodically unpacking her things. Suddenly, she felt an unexplained chill down her spine, an odd feeling, but she liked it, because she knew what it meant. "Hello Blues." She said, without turning around.

"How did you know?" She heard him ask from behind.

"Because I know you." She replied simply. Slowly, she turned around, to see him leaning against a wall at the corner of the room. "Well?"

"We haven't been attacked in over a week, so-"

"Blues." She cut him off. "You know that's not what I'm asking."

He let out a heavy sigh. Slowly, he moved his hand up to his helmet, gently sliding off of his head, loosing his brown hair and blue eyes, allowing her too see his face. Blues…?" He didn't answer, just slowly walked towards her, closing the distance between them. "Um…" She was cut off as he reached up and cupped her cheek. She was about too open her mouth again, but Blues quickly set his lips against hers, kissing her lightly. She wasted no time after she recovered to wrap her arms around his neck and deepening the kiss. They broke off a moment a later, leaving Kalinka with a content smile.

"I love you." Blues said quietly.

"I love you too." She said with closed eyes.

"So this is what you do know you traitorous bastard?" Mikhail said wit venom in his voice.

"Ah, hello there Mikhail," Albert responded calmly while barley turning away from his work, "I didn't hear you come in."

"Don't you mock me you dog!" Mikhail retorted.

"Who's mocking?"

"Why you!"

"Calm down! Both of you!" Thomas ordered. "This is my house, and I will not have people tearing each other apart in it!"

Mikhail let out a 'hmph' while Albert merely shrugged.

"Now Mikhail, as a friend, I need you too listen carefully…"

Forte walked silently through the halls of the house. Even though he had been living there for a week, he still didn't have a feel of the entire facility. He walked down an as of yet unexplored hallway, only to notice a window that led out to the top of the slanted roof. Curious, he opened it and scanned the rooftop, noticing the sunset, but searching more to find Roll sitting with her knees to her chest watching the descending star. She quickly turned her head towards him, apparently noticing the sound of the window opening.

"Oh, hey Forte." She greeted.

"Oh, sorry, I'll go-"

"No, wait." She cut him off. "Come over here and sit with me."

"Okay…" He said uncomfortably as he complied with her request. He sat down a few feet away from her.

"I come out here too think sometimes." She said out of nowhere. "The sight is calming." She turned her head out towards the setting sun once again..

Forte followed her gaze out towards the horizon, and found her claim too be true. The sight was calming. Somehow the few fingers of the waning sun seemed to reach right into the mind and slow it down, forcing it to cause thoughts to move by one at a time. At that moment, he could have found out a multitude of things about himself, who he was, why he did what he did, why he hated Rock. Or, at least he could, if the sunrays hadn't decided to leave his thoughts on the young women beside him.

"What did you come out here too think about?" Forte asked.

"Nothing really." She said in sort of a half daze.

Forte couldn't help but look at her then, nor could he help but notice how beautiful she looked when the sun reflected off of her eyes.

"Forte?"

He quickly shook his head out of the daze he was in, "Uh, yeah?"

"Would you do me a favor?"

"Sure…" He said uncertainly.

"Good." She said.

"…And?" He asked.

"And… nothing." She replied with a giggle. "I just wanted to know if you would. I'll hold you too it later."

CB: Now then, I know it's been a while, but luckily my muse is back, so updates will happen more often, hell, I plan an update on something (maybe two) tomorrow.