A/N: Sorry if the last chapter was a bit short and boring, but I feel the need to develop Forte a little more. To think I originally intended this to be a mindless sex-fic. Ha-ha, yeah, I can say that, but usually when I make these longer fanfics I end up adding feels to them. Oops, I like character development, sue me. My goal: to get more drama (hasn't been much of that *ahem* yet) and lemon, but to also have more moments where Forte evolves into a better NetNavi. This chapter takes place right after the last chapter. By the way, I noticed a small mistake last chapter, usually the military Navis exercise then eat their breakfast, small detail that slipped my mind, I'm just gonna say that it was a special day or something. Sorry for that, I'm not perfect, I forget things!

The cafeteria fills up rather quickly, Forte and SplashWoman already were sitting at a table, their trays before them. They were here before everyone else was, this meant that they got their food first, which they were quite happy with.

"Glad to see you two getting along!" SearchMan takes a seat before the duo, Blues and Colonel followed. He notices the two smiling, and he smiles too, "What are you two all smiley about?"

"No reason," SplashWoman claims.

"We're just happy to see you!" Forte says.

"Uh-huh," Colonel gets an all-knowing look, despite him actually not knowing a single thing.

SearchMan takes a sip of his water bottle, "So, Forte, haven't seen you since this morning."

Forte agrees, "Let me guess, you feel the need to pick on me because I have to wash all your dirty trays."

"I'm going to make mine extra dirty," Colonel says, spreading ketchup all over the bottom of his tray.

"Thanks," Forte says sarcastically.

"So after that, what are you doing tonight?" SearchMan asks.

"General asked me to meet him outside, he wants me to work out."

"Really? Oh man, good luck. He only does that if someone is in big trouble, and he isn't gonna let you inside until you finish."

"He's right," Colonel agrees. "It's supposed to be cold tonight as well."

Forte scoffs, "Whatever, I can handle anything. I am the God of Destruction after all, the most powerful NetNavi ever! I can do anything he throws at me."

SearchMan looks at Colonel, then Blues, then SplashWoman, they all look a tad nervous. "Forte, just don't get yourself into any more trouble, wake up on time."

"Don't worry guys, like I said, it's nothing I can't handle."

"He says that now," Blues mutters.

"I'm sorry, care to speak up?" Forte leans forward, looking at Blues carefully, the red Navi swears Forte can see right through his shades. "Dammit Blues, WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR EYES?!"

Blues is taken back at Forte's sudden shout, "Uh, why are you worried about that?"

"Do you even have eyes?"

"He has a point," SearchMan places a hand at his chin. "Blues, care to share your eye color?"

Blues looks around and sees all eyes on him, "You guys must really have nothing better in mind? We're in the midst of war and all you guys wanna know is my eye color?"

Everyone blinks patiently.

Blues huffs, "Well, that is private information." He then eyes Forte, "Hey, why do you wear a cloak? You think you're so mysterious or something?"

"Actually, that's the exact reason why I wear it, it makes me look more ominous." Everyone wanted to fall over. "What? Guys don't look at me like that, I'm a super and important NetNavi, so I need to look cool, and intimidating."

"Right," Colonel nods. "Let's not forget guys, Forte doesn't have much going for him without his cape!"

Forte gets defensive as the others smirk at him, "What is that supposed to mean?"

"I mean, look at you, you're small and you have the body of a pre-pubescent boy."

Forte blushes in embarrassment, "Look here! Most NetNavis look like this! You guys may be exceptions, but a lot of NetNavis have the same body type as me! Honestly!"

"Forte aren't you supposed to be like twelve?" SearchMan asks.

Forte crosses his arms, "Yes, but it's been over a decade ago, I guess you can say I'm mentally twenty-two, or somewhere around there."

"Look at him getting all defensive," Colonel joshes.

"Defensive?" Forte points at Colonel, "Says the drunk."

Colonel shrugs, "Okay, you got me there."

The conversation gets interrupted by an announcement, General's voice fills the air of the cafeteria thanks to a few speakers attached to the ceiling. "Attention, soldiers." The room gets silent. "It's an emergency, our current group has been under attack, I need to speak to SearchMan, Blues, and Colonel pronto. Everyone else, stay put until further instructions are given. That is all."

Forte glances at the three Navis whose names were just called, he watches as they get up, and leave, their expressions suddenly very serious.

"Some of our troops were attacked?" SplashWoman asks.

"That's what he said," Forte turns to her. "Hey, we should go too."

"Bad idea."

"I mean, we should go but stay outside the door."

"You mean spy?"

"Exactly."

"But he said we should all stay put."

"Well, I'm going."

"Forte!" SplashWoman follows as Forte stands up and follows silently after the other three. SearchMan, Blues, and Colonel all head inside General's office, Forte and SplashWoman stay outside. They listen carefully, curious to know the details.

General's voice is loud, he speaks with a heavy and serious tone. "I called you three here for a reason, it seems some information was leaked, we know a little more about our enemy. As suspected, they are indeed working with humans, we don't think it's any criminal organization that previously existed, rather, possibly a new group, and it seems they have zenny and power.

"So," he continues. "Days ago I had sent troops over towards the deeper part of the Net, they were ambushed, as far as I know, they were all killed, no survivors, this means no hostages. This is a threat. I am going to send another group, troops from the other Home Bases will help. Colonel, I have decided that you need to take charge of this new group. I am going to ask you to lead your men back down to the deeper parts of the Net, more specifically, a Network beyond the Undernet. However, sources claim that there's another entrance there, somewhere.

"Colonel, I am hoping to get a sneak attack in, although the area down below isn't well-known of whatsoever. You will have three-thousand men with you. It'll be nearly impossible for you to contact me from that Network, I only now got this information from Dr. Hikari, who had called me mere minutes ago. I don't know what the enemy wants, but I want you to bring back as many hostages as you safely can. Kill as many of the bastards as you can."

Colonel's voice is stern, "Yes, Sir!"

"Blues, SearchMan, I will plan out days and contact the other generals and see when I can prepare you two a march as well, until then, Colonel, you leave in the morning, be up at three."

Colonel's voice is once again stern, "Yes, Sir!"

Forte looks at SplashWoman, "I know what Network they're talking about."

"Why don't they just take you? If you get those limiters removed, then you'll be an amazing soldier!" SplashWoman says.

"You're right, why doesn't he just ask me to go?"

The door opens, Forte and SplashWoman stand up straight quickly, they see SearchMan, Blues, and Colonel all at the door, General is at his desk.

Forte heads inside the office, he doesn't even consider any consequences he may have for listening to the conversation, instead, he hits his face at General's desk. "With all due respect, Sir, I don't think it's wise to send your men down there!"

Everyone stops, starring at Forte. General leans forward, "And why not?"

"I can tell you from personal experience, they have something down there, I don't know what is it exactly, but it's large, and it nearly deleted me. Next thing I knew, I woke up in that place where SearchMan found me! It isn't a NetNavi, it isn't a CyberBeast, it's some giant program. They keep it there, it was impervious to my attacks! I think you should try to get the humans to find their humans, or maybe ask them for more powerful weapons! I think their monster, their weapon, is some kind of bugged program!"

General's face stays in its serious position, "So, you claim you saw a bugged monster?"

"I think, I don't know. But if you send Colonel down there, all those three-thousand NetNavis will be deleted! Or captured, I don't know if they took any other prisoners than me, but they do have a prison camp somewhere, and you know that! There has to be a reason as to why they wanted me alive."

"Hm, well, Forte, I believe you are telling as much as the truth as you can, however, I am afraid contacting the humans again will take a while, mind you our connection is weak, that reason we still don't know why. But, I am still sending men down there, I can't risk us sitting around like this."

Forte grits his teeth, "Then send me down! They wanted me, right? If Colonel takes me, then I can act as some sort of spy, I can escape, then I will come back with information!"

"Your plan isn't half bad, however, I don't plan on sending you down."

"But-"

"Forte, we have spies."

"And tell me, what are they doing?"

"They are doing their best, from what we know it's that this evil syndicate is very secretive."

"Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you," Forte turns around and looks at Colonel. "I'm sorry, friend, I tried to save you." Everyone is silent as Forte walks down the hall, heading towards the kitchen, mentally prepping himself to wash the trays.

'I know I saw something, those NetNavis, the grunts may be dumb, but the higher ups know what they're doing.' He takes a tray in hand and begins to scrub it, he's so lost in thought, he accidentally starts scrubbing the tray with a book.

Wait, a book?

Forte glances down at the book and sees the title: 'My Fanfiction'

"Like it?" Forte nearly jumps when he hears the voice behind him, he turns around and sees NapalmMan standing there. "I wrote it myself."

Forte looks down at the book, then back at NapalmMan, "Next time you sneak up on me you're dead! Got it?"

"Don't' be like that," NapalmMan frowns.

"Also, the cover is too white, and the title looks like it was written with crayon."

"It was written with crayon…"

"NapalmMan, I have no time for you, and as far as I know you're not even supposed to be back here! Just what the heck do you want, anyway?"

"I wanted to give that book to you! Although I didn't expect you to use it as a sponge…"

Forte tries to find words, "Okay, I'll humor you, what is this book about? You said you wrote it yourself?"

The purple NetNavi stands up tall and proud, his arms come down so that he can place them at his hips, "My story is about you and I!"

Forte feels a little weirded out, "You wrote a book about us? As in you and I?"

"Correct! It's a fanfiction! I am, after all, a huge fan of you! Been since the day we made love!"

"I'm sorry, but, you're weird."

NapalmMan waves the comment off, "Nonsense! You will like it! I wrote it for you after all! Consider it my proposal."

"A proposal for what?"

"Read it and figure it out! Now if you excuse me, I think I better get back to my friends!" With that done, the strange Navi turns and heads out the door, leaving Forte standing there, hardly able to compute everything that just happened within the last six or so minutes.

Curiosity hits Forte, and he opens a random page, he immediately rolls his eyes and drops the book to the floor. He turns back to the sink and continues washing the trays and cups that fall from the shoot. Honestly he rather do this than read about his "marriage" with NapalmMan in that book.

SearchMan leans back in his chair, trying to conceal his laughter. 'Wow, NapalmMan really does have a thing for Forte.'

Just as that thought came out, Forte enters the room, "General postponed my workout until tomorrow night." He walks over to the bunk bed, but sees SearchMan reading a book. "Oh no, why?"

"SplashWoman went to go find you earlier, she found this on the floor and gave it to me. I'm on chapter nine already, so far you and NapalmMan have been on three dates and now he's confessing his undenying love for you! I'm sorry, but this is great! I mean, the Navi can't write a book to save his life! All this repetition, the over-dramatic scenes, it's so rushed, but it's funny!"

Forte plops at his top bed, "I need sleep, I can't stop worrying about Colonel."

SearchMan places a bookmark into the book, then sets it down. "I'm worried for him too, what you said earlier was rather concerning."

"I'd go with but with these limiters I'm useless."

"There has to be a way to remove them."

"And there is, we just don't have the ability to."

"Let's just keep our fingers crossed for Colonel's safety."

"Hell I'll keep my balls crossed too, if that's even a thing."

"Not sure if that's possible, unless you want to suffer a lot of pain."

"I dunno, pain is pleasure."

SearchMan decides to change the subject, "Hey, is there something going on between you and Splash?"

"No, why? I know you like her, okay."

"Hey, it's not just that! It's just, well, she seems to like you."

"She thinks I'm cute, which I am."

"Hm, you don't strike me as the kind of guy who would agree with such a word."

"I gotta agree with a lady. But yeah, don't get jealous, she's all yours. Emotionally anyway." That last sentence was said under Forte's breath.

"Alright, I'm thinking of asking her out tomorrow."

"Go for it."

"You think I should?"

"Yeah, sure, I guess." Forte pulls his blanket up and stares at the ceiling, "I'm horny."

"Well alright then."

"You up for maybe a round?"

"Not really."

"Oh come on, you like it when we have some fun."

"Last time you deep-throated me without warning, that wasn't fun, Forte."

"It was for me."

"For you, yeah."

"Look, we can do something else. No deep-throating."

"Not in the mood."

"But Search!"

"No, Forte. No means no."

Forte sighs, "Fine."

"And I don't wanna hear any fapping while I'm sleeping!"

"You can't hear it when you're asleep."

"You know what I mean! At least do it when I'm actually out, or go into the bathroom and do it."

Forte sits up and jumps off the bed, "I have an idea."

"Where are you going?"

"Going to see Colonel."

"Oh, have fun."

"Oh, we will, consider it his go-away present."

SearchMan watches as Forte leaves, the taller Navi picks the book back up, his mouth forming into a smile as apparently in chapter ten Forte is pregnant with NapalmMan's baby. 'This outta be good!'

"You're not in the mood?"

"Nope," Colonel shakes his head.

"But, how?"

"I dunno, why not ask Blues, he should be back soon."

"Isn't Blues an asexual?"

"Some asexual enjoy sex."

Forte wracks his brain, "You don't want a blowjob?"

"No, I need sleep."

"You don't want to enter my ass? Or maybe I can enter you?"

"No, Forte, I need sleep."

Forte sighs, "Okay, good luck tomorrow."

"Thanks…" Colonel sounds more tired and depressed than scared, which made Forte just a bit relieved. The door closes and Forte is now outside the room.

Blues walks down the hall, he now stands before Forte, "Evening."

"Blues, would you be interested in perhaps, uh, you know."

Blues stares, "Spit it out."

"Would you be interested in having sex with me?"

Blues smiles, and he begins to laugh, "Forte, I am not interested in doing that kind of stuff."

"Geez, why isn't anyone in the mood tonight?"

"Maybe cause it's late? Perhaps you should be heading to bed."

Forte sighs as Blues heads into his shared room with Colonel, the darker Navi weighs his options, he could just go and jack off in a bathroom, but he desires something more than that. Disappointed, he begins walking down the hall, heading towards the cafeteria. Maybe a small walk will clear his mind.

He enters through the doors and enters the large room, it feels so empty at night, but it does have a nice atmosphere. The giant windows allows the bright moonlight to enter, the only dark parts of the cafeteria are the corners. Forte heads toward the candy machine, sitting next to his cleaning supplies. Honestly the room almost looks romantic, and Forte can't help but admire the quiet. It's so dark in his room at night, and he has a thing for moonlight. He is starting to get the urge to just go outside, maybe walk around the exercise area. But he knows it's cold out tonight, so he stays at his darkened corner, sitting in silence.

He hears a door open suddenly, his first instinct is to check the door he just came out of, but he can see that one perfectly fine from his position, meaning that the other door that opened was the one that leads to outside. He stays put, and in his view comes SplashWoman. She walks past him towards the middle of the room, her back is turned and she sits on top of a table. He remains quiet, and he hears her begin to sing.

Her voice, he knows she's a good singer, she proved that at the bar the other night, but in the quiet and empty room, her song echoes. She would sing a few verses, the words seem to be some jumbled language to Forte, but despite that, the words sounded right. She would then stop, clearing her throat and doing some tests before starting back up. She almost seemed frustrated at one point, as she growls angrily to herself.

Forte stands up, he slowly inches his way to her, feeling almost drawn to her voice. She continues on, her words turning into a long harmonizing tune. He continues listening, and she goes back to speaking the "words", but she interrupts herself, hitting her hands on the table.

"I think you sound lovely."

SplashWoman jumps and turns around, "Forte!"

"Why are you so angry? You were doing so well."

"No, I wasn't," she turns her body around on the table. "Maybe you don't hear it, but as a singer, I do. I am not getting the pitch right."

"If I may ask, what were you singing."

"It's just a song I used to hear my creator's mother sing, she was a part of some chorus thing. She had the most glorious voice, Forte! The song isn't any existing language, it's just made up of syllables that sound good together. I can't seem to get some of the pitches she used to get though. To think I was programmed to do this."

Forte doesn't make a comment, SplashWoman speaks back up. "Just what are you doing here?"

"I should be asking you the same."

"I come out here almost every night, I like to sing here."

"I just desired a walk."

"I see," she looks outside. "Look at all the stars, and the moon, it's so big and bright tonight!"

"It is, not a cloud in the night sky."

"Let me guess," she begins to kick her feet in a playful manner. "You're more of a night NetNavi!"

"I suppose, not sure if I have a day-night preference, but I do like sticking to the darker parts of the Net, so I suppose I am."

"I'm more of a daytime Navi myself, but the night is just as beautiful! Especially tonight. Hey, wanna go outside?"

"Is it cold out?"

"Not as cold as yesterday! In fact, the only thing that's cold is the wind, but the wind seems a bit tame tonight."

"What about your father, his cabin is behind yours."

"Don't worry, he sleeps like a log! Come on!" She stands up and grabs Forte by the arm, she begins to drag him outside the door, and onto the small patio. The two look straight up into the night sky.

"It's a nicer view here," Forte comments.

SplashWoman heads off the patio and into the exercise area, she sits in the grass and lays back. Forte follows, sitting next to her.

"Stargazing is even better with someone at my side," she claims.

"I'm not much for stargazing," Forte admits.

"You're not?"

"Well, I don't know, it does seem to be having some effect on me tonight however…"

"So you do like it!"

"I guess."

A small pause follows, but SplashWoman speaks back up. "You're worried for Colonel, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"I am too, if they really have a bugged monster than I can only imagine what they can use it for. And if it nearly deleted you…"

There is yet another small pause, again, SplashWoman breaks the silence. "So, tell me about your battle with Serenade!"

"Eh? I don't remember."

"You don't? Try to! Serenade is my idol! Oh, I'm sorry, saying her name is taboo! S is my idol!"

"That was a long time ago, I don't remember our battle. What I do kind of remember is that she and I made love, I think it was on a night like this."

"Geez you're awfully open about that kind of stuff!"

"Oh, sorry."

"No, it's fine, actually, um…"

Forte looks at her, "Yes?"

"I wanted to know, it's such a nice night, do you think, um…"

"Say no more," he leans in towards her face and places his lips on hers. She kisses back, her hands going to his face. Forte gets on his knees above her and then pushes her down, her back now against the grass. They continue their small kissing, keeping it slow and almost loving. Forte gets down on his elbows above her and releases the kiss. She attempts to lock eyes with him, but Forte ends up going down at her neck, he breathes at it, and gives a small kiss. She shudders at his warm breath, meanwhile, he has a hand caressing her face, unlike his breath, his touch is cold.

He goes up and down her neck, placing many kisses along the way, then he goes down further, reaching her collar bone. Her hands go around his back near his shoulders, she begins to feel her body get turned on, her area below giving small pulses. Forte kisses her collar, his caressing moves from her cheek to her chest, gripping her left breast and squeezing it lightly. SplashWoman breathes sharply suddenly, her legs spread so now his knees are between them.

"F-Forte…" she moans out. "Please."

His mouth goes down to her other breast, he licks at it, she arches her back. He kisses and licks, all while continuously squeezing the other one. Down below, he feels himself begin to throb, but he holds back, knowing that her first should be as amazing as possible. This would also be his first time having sex with a female that he remembers. Or was Serenade a female? He can't remember.

His kissing trails down her abdomen, his hand leaves her breast. She watches as Forte heads down her body, finally, he reaches his goal; her womanhood. He gets down, laying his full body on the grass, his elbows supporting him upward. He leans down and licks her clitoris, earning a small squeak from SplashWoman. He flicks his tongue at the bump again, and again, and then he moves his hands up, and he uses his fingers to spread her lips apart, now seeing her opening. He leans down and breathes at it a few times, each time he feels the female shudder and spasm a little, he then begins to lick at the hole, occasionally his tongue would leave the whole, and trail around just outside it. He gets his face closer and places his tongue at her entrance again, inserting it inside. She moans in pleasure, her knees going up into the air, her legs spreading a far as they go. He has full access to her, and he makes use of that.

His tongue moves in and out of her, when it's out, he makes sure to lick all over, focusing on her inner lips almost as much as her vaginal hole. His hands move to her thighs next to his face, given his position, his neck begins to hurt rather fast. He sits up and takes a finger, he aims it at her entrance and begins to push its way inside. He feels her inside, trying to pleasure that little bony arch he feels, knowing that her g-spot is there. She seems to be enjoying herself, and Forte smiles at the sight. She has her arm over her eyes, but her head is back. Judging by her breathing, he knows she is liking it, and that makes him proud. He begins to insert another finger, and the two thrust inside of her in a medium rhythm. He reaches to touch himself, but stops quickly, thinking it'd be better if he just waited, which is getting harder and harder for him to do at this point.

She groans his name, that is enough to make him remove his fingers, he grabs at her hips and places himself at her entrance. He sees her face turn towards him, and then she looks down below. "Please be gentle," she says, her voice very quiet, almost a whisper.

"You have my word," Forte says as he grabs himself and begins to push. Immediately she feels herself stretching as his tips enters her. He meanwhile only feel excited, he grabs her hips and pushes, feeling a groan rise out of the back of his throat as her tight walls begin to clamp on his needy arousal. He slowly pulls himself out a little, and he sees her face scrunch up, most likely in pain. He moves back forward, going back inside. Her hands go to his chest.

"It hurts," she proclaims. "It really hurts, Forte."

"It'll fade," he promises. He sits there, on his knees, his hands holding her hips. He's still deep inside, he desires so badly to just take her, but he doesn't, instead, he gives her time to adjust.

"You can move…"

He does, he slowly moves back out, and then back in. He continues on and eventually she tells him that it's starting to get better. He takes this as a cue to speed up a little, and he moves his torso down, now he's on his elbows again, right above her, his mouth coming back down at her neck. He allows himself to fully rest on top of her, his hands keeping at her side as he kisses her neck as he thrusts inside. Her arms wrap around his back, she pulls her legs back up so her knees are in the air again, she also spreads them again.

Forte tries to focus on keeping his movements up and down rather than in and out, in no time, he hears her breathing a little louder, groans of pleasure escaping her throat. He reaches a hand up and places it onto her breast again, squeezing the mound as he speeds up his movement. His teeth make contact with her neck, but he doesn't bite, he just touches her neck with them. But he does go back to kissing instead, trying to keep it sweet and passionate.

"Go faster," she commands.

He obeys, speeding up, he goes harder too, leaving her neck in the process, instead he looks down at her face. While the one hand sticks to her breast, the other moves down to her leg, touching her sensitive and chilled skin. He begins to feel himself getting close, but he holds back to the best of his ability. He feels her beginning to claw at his back, her legs wrapping around his hips, her own back arching as she releases a cry of pleasure. She tries to keep it quiet, but with her pleasure growing and growing, staying quiet is nearly impossible. And suddenly, she feels something beginning to stir down below. Forte almost feels surprised as he feels her get tighter, and her body wracks. She is having her orgasm, and he couldn't feel any prouder.

Of course, her having a climax only caused him to tip over the edge, having his own shortly afterwards. He thrusts deep inside, keeping himself there as he shoots all he has. He pants and pulls out. Now on his knees, he looks down at her, she seems as surprised as he felt a little earlier.

"Did I…?"

"Yes," he answers.

"You gave me an orgasm! That was so nice, wow."

Forte sits down on his bottom, "It was, wasn't it?"

"We have to do that again sometime," her eyes trace a star pattern she found in the sky.

"Wanna do it again now?"

She sits her torso up, leaning on her elbows, "Do you want to?"

Forte shrugs, "Only if you do."

She smiles, "Yes."

He smiles back, feeling his body already getting prepared for round two.

A/N: Whoa did I just write a romanticish sex scene in this fic? Yup, and this is as sweet and loving as it's gonna get. It's also the only straight sex scene so far, not sure if I'll write another though. I was originally gonna make their love making rougher, but for her first time? I think not. Forte originally was gonna take her roughly and she was gonna be in pain, but then he would've looked like a jerk, which was indeed my original intent. However, after all that character development for Forte I can't really give him a reason to be a jerk anymore! Anyway, this chapter is getting uploaded the same day the previous one is! Hurray! Oh and I know I said before I wouldn't focus too much on the war itself, but I do feel the need to make things tense every once in a while. Will Colonel be okay? Will Forte seduce Blues? Why am I asking questions? Stay tuned! More on the way!