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Second Chapter:

Netto watched as Sabata was being chased by multiple girls back and forth the school. Meiru looked at the growing crowd and began to wonder how the poor boy could keep running. In a last attempt to get rid of the fans, Sabata leaped out the window, landed on a tree, and refused to climb down until they were gone. With the sunlight coming in between the leaves, the girls had to go in order to keep their worshiping object from melting. The boy looked at Netto and Meiru pitifully.

“Um… Can you guys get me a ladder?” He asked, beginning to smoke up.

“Can’t you climb down yourself?” Netto pondered out loud. Sabata answered “no” with a loud gulping noise. The two inside the school nearly fell over and began to search for the needed ladder.

Django sighed as he hid behind Rockman from his own army of fan navis. The azure navi looked at the boy and raised an eyebrow.

“Is that why you were wearing a cover over your head?” he inquired. Django nodded silently and eeped as a yo-yo almost caught him. The fan cursed aloud and drew back the said yo-yo. Suddenly, a group of demonic Mettools hopped forward, ready to bite. All of the navis stared at these as Django simply kicked them away.

“…Please don’t tell me these virii turned vampire…” Django mumbled as the others began running from the sight of the Gun Del Sol. Rockman sighed, knowing no other answer.

“I think someone’s manufacturing them as vampire virii instead of the normal ones.” He assumed, kicking an evil Mettool. Django let out a long “ah” as the other navis in the area began playing soccer with the hardhat viruses. The rest retreated, screaming an indignant “METTOOL!” at the navis. The humanoids only laughed in reply to the humorous attempts of an assault.

By the time the vampire Mettools disappeared from both running away and being used as a soccer ball, Sabata climbed down the tree with the help of Netto and Meiru. The two shaded him from the sun with a parasol, which looked quite odd considering that the sky was clear. Even though he wore a heavy jacket along with long jeans, his head was still unprotected from the rays of the sun. He thanked them as they took him to Netto’s home when the bell rang, dismissing them.

“When Django found out about vampires in the Internet over here, he wanted to come to protect Rockman.” Sabata explained, taking off his jacket once out of the sun. He loosened his moonlight scarf a little bit before continuing. “Of course, there was to be arguments. I found the Internet quite dangerous because of all the virii lurking in there, however, he explained that he had a friend over here who could help him out.”

“That’s not how it went, Niichan!” Django chirped from the PET. “I gave you the puppy dog eyes!”

“You did not.”

“Yes I did!”

Netto and Meiru stared at Sabata, currently yelling at Django.

“They remind me of you and Rockman somehow.” Meiru whispered to her companion.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” he replied, frowning. Meiru giggled a little at Netto’s state of denial. Giving up, Sabata stuffed his PET under a pillow, muffling out the voice of his younger brother.

“ANYWAY.” The Dark Boy coughed, clearing his voice while regaining Netto and Meiru’s attention. “After stuffing him into a PET, there remained the problem of getting here. As you know, Hikari Netto, Django exists where evil is. I do not since I was raised by evil.” He smiled deviously without any hint of mirth to prove his point. “Luckily, Lady and the Sunflower Daughter, Zazie, had powerful tarot card magic. When we are finished here, I can simply activate a card and I will be transported back home.” The proclaimed Dark Boy turned over to the two. Meiru has been paying attention, awestruck by the story while Netto was busy eating a slice of cake.

“Can you repeat the story please?” The boy asked, accidentally spitting bits of crumbs onto Sabata. Before the purple haired boy could pull out a gun and “accidentally” shoot Netto with dark matter, Rockman piped in.

“Netto-kun, perhaps we should check the message boards in Internet City to see if anyone has an explanation.” The navi stated calmly. Sabata’s anger was replaced by a slight suspicion that the azure navi had told him that to save his operator’s hide. However, it was a good idea and willingly agreed.

After being forcefully shot out of a PET and going through registration, Django fell over, dizzy from being shot out of things. Rockman only chuckled at the boy.

“You’ll get used to it soon.” He said, helping the Solar Boy to his feet. Roll threw a sheet over Django’s head as a disguise from the insane fan navis. The boy thanked her and stuck closely to Rockman in case any navi were to pull the cover off. The message boards were busy with life with many navis and humans alike posting articles, polls, summaries of the morning’s anime, and more. Rockman and Django strolled along the boards, scanning for a trace that mentioned something about a vampire attack. Sadly, there was only one result, which was completely irrelevant to the subject. The poster of that message kept bouncing to her topic, her black hair flying loosely through the air. The navi’s green eyes showed signs of worry as her yellow ribbon-antenna waved in the air. Her body suit was simple, a dark blue bathing suit type design only starting completely from the neck down to the start of her legs. Her arms and legs not covered with a thick armor were a light hue of purple. The navi’s small purple visor nearly snapped when she bumped into another navi.

“Malik, are you at it again?” The navi asked, glaring at her. The female navi laughed nervously.

“Depends on what ‘it’ is…” She chuckled, hoping that the navi would leave her alone.

“As a moderator of the boards, it is my duty to know what you’re doing. Now move so I can check the board!” The navi roughly pushed her aside, ignoring her claims that everything was okay. The moderating navi was outraged by what she had posted. “Not only did you advertise, but you posted false information about silly vampire navis! I should delete you on the spot for such posts!” The navi raised his arm, turning it into a sword as he cornered the frantic female.

“Marikku!” A high pitched voice called out. The navi quickly leaped up and used the moderator’s head as an extra jumping platform as she made her way up to a triangular object. A pale navi with a giant light bulb on is head caught her hands with his silver gloves. From his perspective, Rockman saw three more light bulbs on the side of the gloves as well as the navi’s silver boots. The object expanded, allowing the first navi and the second to sit on it. The small navi was smart enough to use a blind eye attack, causing the navis at the message boards to temporarily lose their sight. However, the attack did not affect Django and the Solar Boy gave chase, oblivious to the fact that his disguise slid off. The flying navis eventually logged out of the server, forcing Django to stop pursuit. Noticing that he no longer had a cover over his body, he quickly urged Sabata to plug him out before any navis noticed him. Rockman had gained his ability to see again and noticed the boy without a sheet over his head. He found the piece of cloth on the floor and threw it over Django.

“I’m sure you wouldn’t want to be shot back into a tight PET, do you Django-kun?” the azure navi said, smiling warmly. The Solar Boy smiled in return although it was not seen. Roll ran over to the two, giving both of them a warm hug.

“Meiru-chan needs to practice her piano lessons right now… I’ll see you two later, okay?” The pink navi logged out without another word.

“Hmm… Django-kun, I managed to log the site that the navi posted into my memory.” Rockman whispered, hoping the moderator was not listening. “If it is not about the vampire attack, then I’ll delete it and we’ll leave without another thought.” Django attempted to nod under the hood and followed Rockman around the digital path. They eventually stopped a security wall with a password required to enter. Remembering the most repeated word in the deleted message, the cobalt navi typed in the password and watched the wall disappear for the two to enter. The first thing either one could see was the odd background, a drawing of kitten versions of Django and Sabata playing with each other. Django suddenly became nervous of entering this area, filled with fear of the strange fans.

“Marikku, what are we going to do while we wait for another vampire attack?” A shrill voice sighed.

“What we’ve been doing, whatever we want to do.” A feminine voice replied. Rockman took another step and suddenly fell into a trap hole, leading into a long and winding slide. Django had been at the edge of the pit and soon lost balance, falling in headfirst, sliding down on his belly. He eventually landed on the azure navi, both groaning in pain.

“Oww… Slide burn…” the Solar Boy whined. He rolled off of Rockman and soon met the foot of the navi whom had escaped the wrath of the moderation staff at Internet City. She summoned a digital stick and poked both him and the blue navi lying besides him.

“I think they’re alive.” She said, glancing back at the light bulb navi.

“Of course they are, Marikku.” The small navi sighed. “If they weren’t, they would have been deleted.”

Rockman struggled to get up however, he felt the female navi stomp on his back, forcing him back down.

“Sorry, I can’t take any risks.” She “explained”, driving her foot into his back. “You see, every time I post on the Internet City boards, the moderators come in and try to delete us because we seem to be a threat to them.”

“Truly, we don’t want to do this.” The smaller navi said sullenly. “But as Marikku said, we can’t take any chances.”

“We’re not a part of the moderation board!” Rockman gasped, only to have the female navi’s foot stomp harder.

“Who are you two?!” Django grunted, frustrated by the two’s actions.

“I am .” The female navi replied. “And this is my best friend, and right hand man, . And if you two aren’t moderators, why have you come?!”

“We came to see if you knew about the vampire attacks! We were even attacked at school!”

Malik gave a long “Hmm” in her deep pondering. She lifted most of the pressure of her foot from Rockman’s back but left enough to keep him there.

“If you’re telling the truth, state the names of the vampires whom attacked you.”

“The loud Fortissimo and the stealthy Pianissimo.”

Bulbman was surprised by their knowledge as Malik jumped a few inches away from the azure navi she was tormenting.

“I would have said perverted Fortissimo and slutty Pianissimo,” She shrugged. “But yours works too.” She nervously rubbed the back of her helmet as Rockman and Django sat up. “Are… You interested in joining… us…?”

“I would do almost anything to stop vampires.” Django said. “He’s Rockman and I’m Django!”

“Django…” Bulbman murmured. “Taiyou Shounen Django?!” The boy simply nodded.

“And your brother?”

“He’s my operator. He couldn’t enter the network because of his tainted blood.”

Suddenly, Malik turned a deep crimson and began to lightly giggle. Bulbman quickly jumped onto his companion and slapped his hands over her mouth, muffling out whatever she was about to say.

“Don’t say it, Marikku!” He wailed as he clung on for dear life. “You’ll scare them away!”

Rockman and Django stared at them, both refusing to comment on anything.

DDDDDDDDDD

“…Sorry about earlier.” Malik said, laughing nervously. “I guess I made myself that way…”

“We all have our days and emotions.” Django replied. The navi smiled at him.

“Thanks for understanding. Shall we meet again sometime?”

“Of course!”

A few seconds passed as the four navis exchanged e-mail addresses, in case they were all separated.

“Maybe we can find some people who are willing to join from school!” Django exclaimed.

“Oh no, I’m not hanging around fangirls!” Sabata’s voice groaned with a bit of Netto’s laughing in the background. “Shut up, Hikari!”

“Oh no, you’re not bringing any schoolgirl fangirls here!” Malik shouted, waving her arms around.

“Yeah, one fangirl’s enough.” Bulbman murmured quietly, hoping she wouldn’t hear. Fortunately for him, her waving deafened her from everything for a few seconds.

“Well, we better get going.” Rockman chuckled when Malik stopped her rolling. “It’s getting late.”

“Oh yes, you two are operated navis! Well… See you two later…!”

Once their navis were plugged out, the door opened and groceries poked through the frame.

“Sorry Netto, I had to go get some groceries I forgot!” A woman called out. Sabata analyzed this as Netto’s mother. She noticed him as she placed the brown bags in the kitchen.

“I’m Soltone Sabata.” He quickly said to her questionable look. “I’m an exchange student from America. They couldn’t find me a family to stay with during my stay and Netto was the only one at school who volunteered to be a host.” Haruka smiled warmly at the two.

“Netto, you should have told me there was going to be a staying guest!” She exclaimed happily. “I would have purchased more ingredients!”

“Oh no! Netto’s told me all about your cooking! I’m sure my first meal at your household would be quite delighting!”

Sabata swore he could hear his ribs crack when this woman hugged him tightly.

“Netto, could you help Sabata make a temporary bed for his stay?” She asked sweetly once she let go. The brunette nodded and led the Dark Boy upstairs.

“Nice excuse, I’m surprised that you were able to come up with it in such little time.” He whispered as he unrolled a comfortable mat for sleeping.

“When you live with immortals, it becomes easy.” Sabata shrugged, unfolding a thick blanket. “I hope your mother is a good cook. My acting skills melt away when it comes to food.”

“Don’t worry! Mama is the best cook ever!” Netto happily chirped. He neatly threw the blanket over the mat and placed the pillow on the center top of the makeshift bed. Sabata smiled in amusement as the sun sank and the smell of delicious food lingered in the air.

DDDDDDDDDD

Fortissimo noticed the gurgling of a navi and found Pianissimo stripping the data of a helpless victim.

“You’re really messy with your food, you know that?” He muttered as the black navi turned her prey into an empty frame.

“You’d be like this if you’ve been hungry all day.” She spat, licking her lips.

“Hmph. No wonder that blue navi refused to go with you.”

“The Solar Boy was just in the way.”

“Say what you want. You know what’s true.”

“Whatever.”

Pianissimo warped away with a light shrug. Fortissimo sighed and stared up at the digitally simulated moon.

‘We were created only to drain the data from navis, help feed our master’s “project”, and transform those worthy into vampires to help our cause. But why do I feel this way? Are we more than just mere programs? Perhaps…’

The white navi dismissed his thoughts and followed the invisible data stream back to the network where he was born.