Free as a Bird - Shounen Ai, One shot for Neko

[Plantman]

I totally borrowed the title from The Beatles. Anywho... crack pairing of d00m because I wanted and Neko proded me! This is based in the games. Post EXE5


Free as a Bird
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The undernet was the realm of the outcast, the place those rejected by the 'network society' would find refuge. Every navi in this place was left to their own devices. Operatorless and friendless, all they could place their trust in was on themselves. The Undernet wasn't a place for the weak -- Just like a digital jungle, the strongest would devour the weakest.

Swallowman was aware this place wouldn't be a comfortable home to live in. He understood that every day would be a struggle for survival, a struggle to keep the one thing he valued the most -- his freedom.

He couldn't remember if he ever had an operator, and he certainly couldn't care less. He was programmed to function independently, probably a security navi made to protect the network for someone too busy to operate him in battle.

But swallowman could remember one feeling since the day he was activated, the sense of freedom and independence. He didn't want to be bound to anything against his will, or fight for a cause he might not agree with. He wanted to be himself, his own person, and ran away to the depths of the network, into the Undernet.

As the war between the heroic teams lead by Colonel and Blues against the thread of Nebula unveiled, Swallowman remained in a neutral ground. He wasn't eager to join the teams actively, but he wasn't going to let Nebula take his freedom away. If he had to fight, he would, but until then, he wouldn't look for it.

But with Rockman and his allies winning the upper hand in the final duel, Swallowman cheered silently for their victory and returned to his dialy life in the Undernet.

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For the following days after the defeat of Nebula, things had been quite calm in the network and the Undernet. Nothing but the average quarrels between navis, the ego trips, or the story tellers that'd talk about the epic events occured during their life time.

But for the bird-like Navi, life was not bound to remain uneventful for long.

"N-Nngh... Mnahg..."

Swallowman was used to hear the moans and whimpers of defeated or nearly deleted navis, but it was his nature to see if he could provide any aid for them. Wether was bring them to rest by finally deleting them, or nursing them to health if the damage was not lethal.

Loyal to his nature, Swallowman looked around the debris of data in the wasteland of the Undernet, looking for the source of the pained moans. It didn't take him long to find the body of a navi laying in the ground. An intriguing pattern of gold over black and blue rings around himself distinguished his looks. He was injuried and drained of his own energy, but still had a chance of surviving.

Swallowman considered the options for a brief moment before picking up the damaged navi and flying away.

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Cosmoman groaned softly as he came back into his senses. He looked around slightly, trying to recognize his surroundings, but the place was completely alien to him. He attempted to sit up, but found he couldn't move -- he found then he had missing limbs and restoration programs were working on his missing leg and arm.

"Where I am?" He asked more to himself.

"You're awake already?"

The golden navi looked around, expecting to find a Darkloid medic walking into in the room to attend him. Instead, he found a slender navi that resembled a red breasted swallow.

"How are you feeling? You shouldn't be up yet, your data restoration haven't been completed yet." Swallowman asked, reviweing the progress of the restoration programs in the injuried navi's leg and arm.

Cosmoman didn't reply, he frowned slightly, feeling still too weak. He finally rested back into the table he laid on, realizing he wasn't in the Nebula Head Quarters. "Just give me a dark chip, I'll be fine in a min or two."

"Polite, aren't we?" Swallowman snorted and shook his head, giving somewhat a pitiful look to Cosmoman, "I'm afraid you're out of luck, Dark Chips do not exist anymore."

"What?! But how? Where's Master Regal?" Cosmoman tried to sit up once more, attonished by Swallowman's words.

"So, you worked for Nebula, huh? Well, I'm afraid your boss is gone, and so are the dark chips and the Nebula Network. Your side lost the war. I'm surprised you weren't completely deleted." THe bird-like navi didn't seem very impressed to be in presence of one of the officials of Nebula. "You're going to have to heal up like the rest of us." He turned to leave the other navi to rest.

Cosmoman grunted, he felt too weak and tired to try to understand what the current situation was. All he could do was rest and hope things would make more sense next time he'd woke up.

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Several days later, Cosmoman was finally restored to full health, and the fate of his former master and the plans they harbored finally sunk in. The former Darkloid wasn't sure of what he could do now. He had to admit he never considered the possibility of defeat.

"You have to lift up that spirit. Look at it on the positive way. You have nobody to report to anymore, you're free to do whatever you want." Swallowman patted the golden navi spreading his wings and flapping them to hover above the ground.

"What is the point of freedom without a purpose?" Cosmoman retorted annoyedly. "So, you have freedom, you can do anything you want, but eventually freedom won't be enough."

"You are right, in a way." Swallowman circled around Cosmoman, crossing his arms in a thoughtful manner. "But see... with freedom comes the hability to have your own choice. You can decide if you want to do something or not. You're the one to decide your destiny, nobody else will choose for you."

"It's not easy. Things aren't that simple." The golden navi felt envious of the care free Swallowman. He was so ready to be his own self, to do whatever he wanted. He could face every day that would come by witout any worries, but to make himself happy. As much as he hated to admit it, Cosmoman didn't know how to cope with his new freedom just yet. He had no objective, nobody to serve and please. He had all the time of the world, and yet, he had no idea of what to do with it.

"You'll find your own way, eventually." Swallowman nodded and fled into the data structure that became his home.

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The former darkloid paced around in what he asumed was the night time in the Undernet. Swallowman was resting in his stasis mode inside his virtual home. Cosmoman knew that most of the navis in the Undernet prefered to be left alone, but that didn't keep them from hanging around in certain areas full of activity. Swallowman, however, prefer to stay far from those areas. A condition that forced the former darkloid to interact solely with Swallowman.

"This place has to be the most boring and insolated area of the Undernet." He complained softly, before he gave a sideglance to the data structure he had been living in.

He couldn't fully understand why, but this constant interaction with the bird-like navi, provoked something in him. Some sort of desire for the other's company, some kind of attraction for him.

Cosmoman felt himself as some sort of paradox. He was a servant for a human being, always told what to do, and his existence was devoted to fulfill the wishes of his master. At the same time, he could do anything he wanted within certain limits. He was a leader among his kind, one to be followed and served. His every wish was to be fulfilled without hessitation.

He had found that his newly earned freedom also meant he had nobody's fear nor respected him based on his former range. Swallowman was especially unimpressed by this matter. He could talk to him in ways nobody else would have dared to adress him. And yet, Cosmoman couldn't do anything but stare at him, at loss of words.

The golden navi linked back into the house and directly to the dorm area where Swallowman rested. A golden finger reached to trace the facial features of the sleeping navi, stoping at his lips. Cosmoman couldn't help but bend forward and replace that finger with his own lips, pressing them lightly against the bird-like navi's.

Cosmoman waited for a moment for any reaction from Swallowman, but as he remained in stasis mode, Cosmoman couldn't help himself, and pressed his lips against Swallowman's once more.

Swallowman became restless, quickly beginning to come back into his senses. As he opened his eyes, he felt Cosmoman's lips claiming his own. The initial shock barely lasted a few seconds before Swallowman broke the kiss and pushed Cosmoman away from him.

"What the hell are you doing?" The bird-like navi managed to sit up despite Cosmoman's attempts to make him lay back once more.

"What does it look like?" Once more, the golden navi tried to wrap his arms around the smaller form, intending very much to continue what he was doing.

"Ungh, stop it!" Swallowman didn't like the possesive feeling of the other's forced embrace.

"Why?"

"Because I don't like it."

"And?"

Swallowman gritted his teeth and closed his hand into a fist that he threw with all his might against Cosmoman. The golden navi fell against the ground, quickly sitting up to shot a deadly glare to the slender bird-like navi.

"I don't care who you used to be. Nor who you worked for." The infuriated navi kneld in front of the fallen navi and held his face with both hands, "Here you are just another navi. And here, my free will is as important as yours. I'm not your slave, you hear me? You can't take my freedom away from me, I'll surrender my free will to whom I want, and only if I want. Don't try that again." Swallowman stood up and linked out of his home.

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Swallowman did not return to his home for several days, leaving Cosmoman to cope with his loneliness. The truth was obvious for him now. In the Undernet he was nothing. He had no power, no respect, he couldn't control anyone to be his at his command. All he had was Swallowman's company, and Swallowman was gone as well.

"You miss me, huh?"

Cosmoman's thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice. He turned around to find Swallowman smiling -- no, smirking, at him.

"Why do you think I do?" He wasn't ready to admit it yet.

"Stop pretending. You know you do." Swallowman's expression softened and walked towards Cosmoman, wraping his arms around his neck. "It won't delete you to ask me, you know?"

"Ask what?" The golden navi wrapped both arms around the slim waist of the bird-like navi.

"You know what I mean." Swallowman frowned, "Just say it."

Cosmoman sighed and held Swallowman closer to him, "Be mine."

"Is that an order?"

"Swallowman, please, be mine?"

"That's better" Swallowman smiled and pulled the other into a kiss, willing to surrender his freedom to the former darkloid.

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Le Fin <_<;; Corny and cheesy and I don't care! Hope you like it Neko!
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"Logic is the Ultimate Weapon."

[Plantman]

I totally borrowed the title from The Beatles. Anywho... crack pairing of d00m because I wanted and Neko proded me! This is based in the games. Post EXE5


Free as a Bird
-----------------------

The undernet was the realm of the outcast, the place those rejected by the 'network society' would find refuge. Every navi in this place was left to their own devices. Operatorless and friendless, all they could place their trust in was on themselves. The Undernet wasn't a place for the weak -- Just like a digital jungle, the strongest would devour the weakest.

Swallowman was aware this place wouldn't be a comfortable home to live in. He understood that every day would be a struggle for survival, a struggle to keep the one thing he valued the most -- his freedom.

He couldn't remember if he ever had an operator, and he certainly couldn't care less. He was programmed to function independently, probably a security navi made to protect the network for someone too busy to operate him in battle.

But swallowman could remember one feeling since the day he was activated, the sense of freedom and independence. He didn't want to be bound to anything against his will, or fight for a cause he might not agree with. He wanted to be himself, his own person, and ran away to the depths of the network, into the Undernet.

As the war between the heroic teams lead by Colonel and Blues against the thread of Nebula unveiled, Swallowman remained in a neutral ground. He wasn't eager to join the teams actively, but he wasn't going to let Nebula take his freedom away. If he had to fight, he would, but until then, he wouldn't look for it.

But with Rockman and his allies winning the upper hand in the final duel, Swallowman cheered silently for their victory and returned to his dialy life in the Undernet.

--------------------------------

For the following days after the defeat of Nebula, things had been quite calm in the network and the Undernet. Nothing but the average quarrels between navis, the ego trips, or the story tellers that'd talk about the epic events occured during their life time.

But for the bird-like Navi, life was not bound to remain uneventful for long.

"N-Nngh... Mnahg..."

Swallowman was used to hear the moans and whimpers of defeated or nearly deleted navis, but it was his nature to see if he could provide any aid for them. Wether was bring them to rest by finally deleting them, or nursing them to health if the damage was not lethal.

Loyal to his nature, Swallowman looked around the debris of data in the wasteland of the Undernet, looking for the source of the pained moans. It didn't take him long to find the body of a navi laying in the ground. An intriguing pattern of gold over black and blue rings around himself distinguished his looks. He was injuried and drained of his own energy, but still had a chance of surviving.

Swallowman considered the options for a brief moment before picking up the damaged navi and flying away.

-----------------------

Cosmoman groaned softly as he came back into his senses. He looked around slightly, trying to recognize his surroundings, but the place was completely alien to him. He attempted to sit up, but found he couldn't move -- he found then he had missing limbs and restoration programs were working on his missing leg and arm.

"Where I am?" He asked more to himself.

"You're awake already?"

The golden navi looked around, expecting to find a Darkloid medic walking into in the room to attend him. Instead, he found a slender navi that resembled a red breasted swallow.

"How are you feeling? You shouldn't be up yet, your data restoration haven't been completed yet." Swallowman asked, reviweing the progress of the restoration programs in the injuried navi's leg and arm.

Cosmoman didn't reply, he frowned slightly, feeling still too weak. He finally rested back into the table he laid on, realizing he wasn't in the Nebula Head Quarters. "Just give me a dark chip, I'll be fine in a min or two."

"Polite, aren't we?" Swallowman snorted and shook his head, giving somewhat a pitiful look to Cosmoman, "I'm afraid you're out of luck, Dark Chips do not exist anymore."

"What?! But how? Where's Master Regal?" Cosmoman tried to sit up once more, attonished by Swallowman's words.

"So, you worked for Nebula, huh? Well, I'm afraid your boss is gone, and so are the dark chips and the Nebula Network. Your side lost the war. I'm surprised you weren't completely deleted." THe bird-like navi didn't seem very impressed to be in presence of one of the officials of Nebula. "You're going to have to heal up like the rest of us." He turned to leave the other navi to rest.

Cosmoman grunted, he felt too weak and tired to try to understand what the current situation was. All he could do was rest and hope things would make more sense next time he'd woke up.

----------------------------------

Several days later, Cosmoman was finally restored to full health, and the fate of his former master and the plans they harbored finally sunk in. The former Darkloid wasn't sure of what he could do now. He had to admit he never considered the possibility of defeat.

"You have to lift up that spirit. Look at it on the positive way. You have nobody to report to anymore, you're free to do whatever you want." Swallowman patted the golden navi spreading his wings and flapping them to hover above the ground.

"What is the point of freedom without a purpose?" Cosmoman retorted annoyedly. "So, you have freedom, you can do anything you want, but eventually freedom won't be enough."

"You are right, in a way." Swallowman circled around Cosmoman, crossing his arms in a thoughtful manner. "But see... with freedom comes the hability to have your own choice. You can decide if you want to do something or not. You're the one to decide your destiny, nobody else will choose for you."

"It's not easy. Things aren't that simple." The golden navi felt envious of the care free Swallowman. He was so ready to be his own self, to do whatever he wanted. He could face every day that would come by witout any worries, but to make himself happy. As much as he hated to admit it, Cosmoman didn't know how to cope with his new freedom just yet. He had no objective, nobody to serve and please. He had all the time of the world, and yet, he had no idea of what to do with it.

"You'll find your own way, eventually." Swallowman nodded and fled into the data structure that became his home.

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The former darkloid paced around in what he asumed was the night time in the Undernet. Swallowman was resting in his stasis mode inside his virtual home. Cosmoman knew that most of the navis in the Undernet prefered to be left alone, but that didn't keep them from hanging around in certain areas full of activity. Swallowman, however, prefer to stay far from those areas. A condition that forced the former darkloid to interact solely with Swallowman.

"This place has to be the most boring and insolated area of the Undernet." He complained softly, before he gave a sideglance to the data structure he had been living in.

He couldn't fully understand why, but this constant interaction with the bird-like navi, provoked something in him. Some sort of desire for the other's company, some kind of attraction for him.

Cosmoman felt himself as some sort of paradox. He was a servant for a human being, always told what to do, and his existence was devoted to fulfill the wishes of his master. At the same time, he could do anything he wanted within certain limits. He was a leader among his kind, one to be followed and served. His every wish was to be fulfilled without hessitation.

He had found that his newly earned freedom also meant he had nobody's fear nor respected him based on his former range. Swallowman was especially unimpressed by this matter. He could talk to him in ways nobody else would have dared to adress him. And yet, Cosmoman couldn't do anything but stare at him, at loss of words.

The golden navi linked back into the house and directly to the dorm area where Swallowman rested. A golden finger reached to trace the facial features of the sleeping navi, stoping at his lips. Cosmoman couldn't help but bend forward and replace that finger with his own lips, pressing them lightly against the bird-like navi's.

Cosmoman waited for a moment for any reaction from Swallowman, but as he remained in stasis mode, Cosmoman couldn't help himself, and pressed his lips against Swallowman's once more.

Swallowman became restless, quickly beginning to come back into his senses. As he opened his eyes, he felt Cosmoman's lips claiming his own. The initial shock barely lasted a few seconds before Swallowman broke the kiss and pushed Cosmoman away from him.

"What the hell are you doing?" The bird-like navi managed to sit up despite Cosmoman's attempts to make him lay back once more.

"What does it look like?" Once more, the golden navi tried to wrap his arms around the smaller form, intending very much to continue what he was doing.

"Ungh, stop it!" Swallowman didn't like the possesive feeling of the other's forced embrace.

"Why?"

"Because I don't like it."

"And?"

Swallowman gritted his teeth and closed his hand into a fist that he threw with all his might against Cosmoman. The golden navi fell against the ground, quickly sitting up to shot a deadly glare to the slender bird-like navi.

"I don't care who you used to be. Nor who you worked for." The infuriated navi kneld in front of the fallen navi and held his face with both hands, "Here you are just another navi. And here, my free will is as important as yours. I'm not your slave, you hear me? You can't take my freedom away from me, I'll surrender my free will to whom I want, and only if I want. Don't try that again." Swallowman stood up and linked out of his home.

------------------

Swallowman did not return to his home for several days, leaving Cosmoman to cope with his loneliness. The truth was obvious for him now. In the Undernet he was nothing. He had no power, no respect, he couldn't control anyone to be his at his command. All he had was Swallowman's company, and Swallowman was gone as well.

"You miss me, huh?"

Cosmoman's thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice. He turned around to find Swallowman smiling -- no, smirking, at him.

"Why do you think I do?" He wasn't ready to admit it yet.

"Stop pretending. You know you do." Swallowman's expression softened and walked towards Cosmoman, wraping his arms around his neck. "It won't delete you to ask me, you know?"

"Ask what?" The golden navi wrapped both arms around the slim waist of the bird-like navi.

"You know what I mean." Swallowman frowned, "Just say it."

Cosmoman sighed and held Swallowman closer to him, "Be mine."

"Is that an order?"

"Swallowman, please, be mine?"

"That's better" Swallowman smiled and pulled the other into a kiss, willing to surrender his freedom to the former darkloid.

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Le Fin <_<;; Corny and cheesy and I don't care! Hope you like it Neko!
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[Midnight]

Well...

This is certinly a pairing that I would have NEVER seen, except if I drew navis at random pairwise. Still, the middle portion of the story is rather thought-provoking and nicely written. Great job overall.
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Avatar by Spork. I very much appreciate it! <3

[Kitty-Chan]

Mmmm, fluffiness. Aside from a few grammatical errors, this was great. My connection is being iffy, so I'll point them out later, if someone doesn't beat me to it.
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Ano sa...could someone please make me a Zero/X, Blues/Netto, or Forte/Netto avatar/banner? I would greatly appreciate it...
Thanks for the avatar, Mandi!
People! We need more Blues/Netto & Forte/Netto on the net. Come on; help me out here! *gives everyone her Super-Adorable Irrisistable Sad Kitty Eyes(TM)*

[Nazne]

Planty, this is awesome. XD I never thought anyone could plausibly write those two into a relationship pairing. The way you portrayed those two matches their existing personas very well, and gives the readers plenty of food for thought.

Very well done. :D

-BMA

[Plantman]

Thank you everyone. I'm glad this didn't came up that messed up. I did want to give some sort of justification that would be valid, within the crack and wtfness, for this pairing. n.n
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Hecha en MÉXICO - Avatar by Me.
"Logic is the Ultimate Weapon."

[Plantman]

Thank you everyone. I'm glad this didn't came up that messed up. I did want to give some sort of justification that would be valid, within the crack and wtfness, for this pairing. n.n
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[Neko]

I love you Planty, you make my day that much better :3

Picture Day... ugh @_@ Anywho, I *loved* it. Glad to see it was so long to, nice job :3
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