Interlude

This was written for my lovely wife in return for a beautiful picture of Ed Elric as Utena's rose bride. This is something of a crack pairing, an in-joke as it were, because we've plotted ways to have Dark Rockman molest EVERYONE. She's even written a Dark Rockman x Kai fic XD; which I adore.

Anyway, this fic is pure smut. It doesn't explain either universe, so if you want to know more about Rockman.exe, go wiki it, it's an awesome series. And, if by some strange chance Rockman.exe fans don't know about the Beyblade universe (and what are you all doing in this section, you naughty people?), also feel free to wiki it.

Anyways, on with the smut!

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Takao Kinomiya was one bored individual.

Touring the birthplace of the modern internet and Navis had sounded like a fun thing at first, but Akihara’s Science Labs were much more boring once they were actually DOING it. Their guide, a bubbly kid named Hikari Netto, was much more interesting than the place they were touring.

Takao sighed and pressed his face against the glass of their latest stop. All he could see inside were white-coated scientists working at various boring workstations. He wasn’t even listening to Netto explaining what was going on in there, or his Navi, Rockman, interjecting comments from his shoulder.

“Bored, Takao?” a voice whispered in his ear. He yelped, drawing looks from Netto, Rockman, and the rest of his team, and jumped away from the source of the voice.

Kai Hiwatari smirked victoriously, making Takao growl in anger. His captain seemed to live to annoy him, and it was really starting to get on his nerves. No matter what he did he always ended up blowing up at Kai, and whenever he did he always felt like crap afterwards, while Kai just smirked annoyingly. Next time, he swore, he’d punch that smirk right off of Kai’s face, and then where would the scarved beyblader be?!

Now more annoyed than before, Takao scowled and turned away from his captain determinedly. Netto shot him a worried look before reluctantly returning to his explanation at Rockman’s prompting. Rei Kon and Max Mizuhara were long used to this interaction between their team members and chose to ignore it. Pointing it out led to Takao ranting and raving and going off for hours without anyone knowing where he was… not unlike a certain other beyblader.

If those two didn’t kill each other, they’d end up in bed together, Max and Rei had long ago agreed.

Takao glared down into the room where the scientists were working on obliviously, and hardly even noticed when the ground shifted subtly in color, no longer a drab green, having taken the hue of a rainbow. He did notice, however, when the room below him exploded, shattering the glass he was facing. The force of the blast sent the glass right into his face and chest and threw him across the room, his back thudding heavily against the opposite wall. Around him, his teammates were in a similar state, and Netto was picking himself up a little unsteadily.

“Hello, Netto,” a voice purred right next to Takao. The dazed teenager looked up, wiping blood from a large gash across his cheek in the process, and saw a teen clothed in purple spandex wearing purple armor. Slightly sharp teeth grinned over at the named teen, who had shaken off his disorientation and was pushing something into his PET.

“Crossfusion!” Netto cried out before being engulfed in light. A mere second later, Rockman was standing where Netto had been.

The next few minutes were a blur to Takao, punctuated by cries and explosions. He staggered to his feet, clinging to the wall for support, and picked a few pieces of glass from his shirt numbly. He looked around and saw Rei and Max on the floor, and Kai was down in the lab looking after the people down there, and suddenly there was someone else next to him, and he was choking in the grip of someone far stronger than him.

“Let him go, Dark Rockman!” Netto shouted, for it was Netto wearing Rockman’s clothing.

Dark Rockman only grinned and pressed his buster to Takao’s head. “So sorry, Netto-kun, but I’m afraid our fun has come to an end. I hope we can meet again soon!”

And then the world erupted into brilliant light, and Takao was gone.


Takao woke up with a pounding head, face down on the carpeted floor of some drably decorated office that probably belonged to some stuffy CEO. He groaned, the act of which drew attention to the cut on his face, and he winced, reaching up to touch the cut tentatively. Or at least he tried to. He soon realized that his arms were bound behind him quite uncomfortably; he couldn’t feel his fingers, now that he thought about it. It was a struggle to bring himself to his feet, as he had to use his head in place of his hands, and as soon as he struggled upright he had to sink to his knees again, dizziness threatening to drag him back to the darkness. He closed his eyes and swallowed determinedly, and as the dizziness passed, he became aware of another person in the room with him.

Dark Rockman smiled sweetly at Takao from where he was sitting on a large, ornate desk. “Hello there, I don’t think we’ve met. I’m Dark Rockman, and you are?”

“I’m Takao Kinomiya, the best beyblader on the planet!” Takao declared loudly, glaring at the Navi – for it had to be a Navi, given what had happened earlier – angrily. “Who the heck do you think you are, dragging me to this place, which isn’t very pretty by the way, who’d you get to decorate it?”

Dark Rockman looked a bit taken aback. “My, aren’t you talkative, Takao-kun. So sorry for dragging you here unannounced, but I was in a bit of a rush, and you were the closest human. You’ll be released as soon as I get what I want, unharmed. So just sit back and relax,” the Navi concluded, a seemingly warm smile plastered to his face.

“How can I relax when my hands’re freaking NUMB!” Takao raged, jumping to his feet and stalking back and forth across the carpet. “My face is BLEEDING, I can’t feel my HANDS, my chest is STINGING, and I think I swallowed some freaking GLASS!”

Dark Rockman’s smile turned dark. “Now, now, Takao-kun. If you won’t behave I’ll have to punish you.” The Navi rose from his perch gracefully and walked over to the pacing beyblader, stopping him and guiding him over to a handy sofa. “If you’re good maybe I’ll help you with some of those problems, but for now, just sit back and relax. Hopefully, you won’t be my guest for long.”

“Hopefully,” Takao repeated sarcastically. “So, what’re you planning on getting in return for me, some digital mice? Because if I’m only worth some freaking mice, then that’ll really suck.” He glared at Dark Rockman as the Navi moved off to gaze out the window. “Hey, I’m talking to you!”

“I’m ignoring you,” Dark Rockman returned sweetly.

“Well isn’t that just great,” Takao huffed, leaning back and regretting it as his arms screamed in protest. He winced. “Man, this SUCKS. You told me to sit back and relax, but I can’t sit back with my arms like this. It HURTS. But, as a Navi, I guess you don’t feel pain, huh?” he mused, suddenly thoughtful. “Hey, if you’re a Navi, why’re you in the real world?”

“A handy thing known as a dimensional chip,” Dark Rockman replied, seemingly despite himself. “But an ignorant human like you probably doesn’t know what that is. You don’t even have a Navi, so I doubt you’ll understand the intricacies of the relationship between Net Navigators and their Personal Terminals, or what happens to us when our operators send us Battle Chips.” He returned to looking out the window, leaving Takao looking befuddled.

“HEY! I’m not ignorant!” he sad at least a minute later after he’d worked out what Dark Rockman had said. He didn’t notice when the Navi’s eye twitched, but he kept on. “And I don’t have a Navi because I don’t NEED one,” he huffed indignantly. “I’ve got Dragoon!”

“So what, Navis are just tools to use when you need?” Dark Rockman purred dangerously, looking over at Takao with a strange gleam in ruby red eyes.

“I’m not saying that,” Takao defended. “I mean, I know you guys are really sentient, my friend has one that he programmed himself, and Dizzi is one of the coolest people I’ve met! But, well, I was never really interested in the internet, because I had beyblading and martial arts, and my grandpa never really pushed me towards it anyway… and I’m babbling, aren’t I?” he asked abruptly.

“Yes, you are,” Dark Rockman agreed, walking back over to Takao and towering over him. “Don’t you ever shut up?”

“Well, no, not really, not unless I’m eating,” Takao mused. “Kai always complains that I talk too much, but I think it’s because he doesn’t talk enough. He’s really antisocial, that guy, and I wish he’d stop ANNOYING me because he’s really cool, and if I didn’t want to punch him so much I’d actually start to like him,” he lamented.

Dark Rockman reached down and pulled off Takao’s hat, placing it on a nearby table. “You really talk too much,” he said idly, cutting off Takao’s indignant protest. He tangled his hands in Takao’s oddly colored hair, marveling at the feel of the strands, so different from his own. “I think I’d rather put that mouth of yours to another use, and you’d better not bite.”

“What kind of use?” Takao asked suspiciously. He soon came to a realization when Dark Rockman reached down and parted his spandex bodysuit, revealing a thick and dripping erection. He stared and blurted the first thing that came to mind: “Navis have penises?”

Dark Rockman growled. “Shut up,” he commanded. When Takao opened his mouth to reply, Dark Rockman took the afforded opportunity and shoved his erection into the waiting mouth. Takao’s startled yelp was muffled by the hot flesh he was tasting. It was an interesting flavor, to be sure, and not entirely pleasant, but Dark Rockman had gotten a grip on his hair, so pulling back wasn’t an option, and he was mindful of the previous warning to not bite. Instead, he just looked up at Dark Rockman, completely oblivious as to what he was supposed to do.

In fact, he even tried asking was he was supposed to do. But, despite even being able to talk while wolfing down food of all shapes and sizes, not even he could manage to get out words around something as big as Dark Rockman’s erection.

Dark Rockman looked annoyed. “Suck on it,” he commanded, tugging on Takao’s hair pointedly. The beyblader, seeing no other option, tried to complain, but was obviously unsuccessful, and so gave a loud sigh and did as he was asked. He took the hard member more firmly in his mouth and sucked pointedly, drawing a loud grunt out of Dark Rockman. The Navi pulled back a bit, allowing him more room. “Bob your head,” he ordered breathlessly, throwing his head back and closing his eyes. Takao did as he was told, moving his head back and forth, and brought his tongue into play this time, swirling it as far around the member as he could manage. Dark Rockman gave a startled moan and began moving his hips slightly, thrusting in and out of the hot warmth that he was engulfed in. And Takao found himself enjoying this act far more than he should, his own cock twitching to life even as the Navi’s throbbed in his mouth, demanding his attention. Curse being a teenager, he thought idly, even as Dark Rockman loosened his grip on his hair just enough to give him a bit more leeway.

Takao grinned, realizing that he had some control over the Navi, and he plotted ways to use it, even as he pulled back as far as he could, so that only the head of the erection was in his mouth, and sucked hard on it. He ran his tongue over it as he did so, eliciting a groan from Dark Rockman’s lips, and Takao couldn’t help his chuckle. The vibrations sent the Navi over the edge and he came with a loud cry in Takao’s mouth, startling the teen. He endeavored to swallow all he could, but there was too much too fast and it ended up dripping down his chin and neck, soaking into his shirt as well, and the taste was interesting, to say the least. If ozone had a taste, Takao decided, that would be it, but he didn’t have much time to ponder it as Dark Rockman stepped back, pulling out of Takao’s mouth, and set himself back into order.

Takao coughed a couple of times, just to be sure that he had cleared all of Dark Rockman’s seed out of his throat, and then spoke. “Well, that was fun.”

Dark Rockman’s eye twitched. “Still talkative, I see.”

“Well yeah, because that was pretty awesome, but now what about me?” Takao stretched, revealing the bulge in his pants born of what just happened. “I mean, it’d be pretty unfair of you to take all of the fun for yourself, wouldn’t it?”

The Navi seemed to be at a loss for words, apparently not having expected THAT to come out of Takao’s very talented mouth. He turned away from Takao to look out at the city again.

“Oh, come on,” Takao said, standing up carefully and standing behind Dark Rockman. “If I’m here, I might as well ENJOY it, right? You seem quite ready to have fun,” he taunted, going so far as to put his head on the Navi’s shoulder and looking up at him petulantly.

Dark Rockman looked down at the human, face expressionless, and inquired, “If I do as you ask, will you finally stop talking?”

“Yup!” Takao agreed. “Can you just untie my arms? I’m seriously wondering at my circulation at this point.”

“Turn around,” the Navi sighed, which Takao did promptly. He was rewarded by the sudden painful prickling in his hands and wrists as blood started flowing again. He rubbed his hands together to speed up the process and turned back to look at the Navi again, and found himself the subject of a very puzzled gaze.

“What, are my hands purple or something?” Takao wanted to know.

“You are quite different from the other humans I’ve met,” Dark Rockman admitted. “You reacted quite differently than I expected you to. Other humans would have cowered in humiliation, but here you are, asking for more. You’re quite intriguing.”

“Well, I like to make the most out of everything,” Takao agreed lightly. “Plus, I’m a teenager. What else is there to say?”

“Ah, yes,” Dark Rockman agreed, stepping closer as he spoke. “Teenaged hormones are infamous, and for good reason, it seems.” He wrapped his arms around Takao and looked up at the taller boy contemplatively. “But perhaps, it’s fortunate for me.” And he was leaning upwards, and Takao didn’t have time to formulate a reply before soft but determined lips had claimed his own, and he brought his arms around to cradle the Navi to him protectively, and it was a battle then, tongues clashing fiercely within warm wetness. Dark Rockman reached around to grasp the back of Takao’s neck, holding him in place with one had while the other reached down between them to rub teasingly at the bulge in the human boy’s pants. Takao gasped into the kiss, distracted just enough for the Navi to take control, and he gave it willingly.

The kiss finally ended, both parties gasping for breath. Dark Rockman smirked up at his partner. “Anything to say now?” he asked, amusement hidden in his breathless voice.

Takao shook his head and dragged the Navi back in for another kiss. Dark Rockman chuckled into the kiss and once again took control, plundering the eager mouth while at the same time steering the eager teenager back towards the vacated sofa. He knew he’d found the wayward piece of furniture when their kiss broke abruptly, Takao falling backwards with a yelp onto the cushioned surface. He still had his arms around Dark Rockman and inadvertently dragged him down as well, the two of them ending up with Dark Rockman lying on top of the other, who was sprawled at an awkward angle across the sofa.

The Navi smirked down at his partner. “Enjoying yourself?”

“Oh yes,” Takao agreed. “You’re a VERY good kisser.”

“Why thank you. You’re my first partner, so I’d hope I’m up to your standards,” was the dry reply. Dark Rockman shifted position so he was straddling Takao’s waist, then proceeded to remove first his gloves, then his helmet. Deep blue hair, almost black, flopped forward into his face, which he brushed back impatiently. Takao reached up and ran his fingers through the newly revealed strands.

“Your hair feels different,” Takao mused. “Like… more metallic.”

“And yours feels more organic,” Dark Rockman returned, reaching down and gently tugging Takao’s hair free of its band. “It’s simply because I’m a Navi, and you’re human. We were programmed to be as human as we could be, but there are some things it’s impossible to recreate exactly. Like hair.”

Takao shifted position, so that he was lying lengthwise on the sofa, and Dark Rockman moved with him, leaning down to once again capture Takao’s mouth in a kiss. The human boy responded greedily, one hand tangled in midnight blue hair while the other stroked a spandex-clothed spine. He felt the Navi shudder under his touch and smirked inwardly, then repeated the action twice more. Dark Rockman moaned into the kiss, then pulled back to glare evilly at his partner. He was met with an innocent look that he didn’t believe for a second. He retaliated by attacking the human boy’s neck fiercely, sucking at the sensitive flesh he found there, then nipping at the reddened spot with sharpened teeth. Takao couldn’t help his moan, clinging to the Navi helplessly, unable to do anything but lie there and let the Navi do as he pleased.

Dark Rockman purred and again captured Takao’s mouth with his own as his hand trailed down the boy’s chest until it met the hem of his shirt. It then retraced its path upwards, stroking soft skin and eliciting a moan from the human boy. The hand found a nipple and pinched sharply, then stroked it apologetically, while Takao bucked upwards, a cry wrenching itself from his throat. Dark Rockman took the opportunity to slip the boy’s shirt off over his head, discarding it on the floor. He then attacked Takao’s bare chest with his lips and tongue, his hands preceding them, stroking firm muscles ripping under soft skin, and Takao moaned low in his throat, the hand that had been on the Navi’s back reaching up to join its partner in silky midnight hair.

The Navi reached the top of Takao’s pants and didn’t hesitate, unbuttoning them and pushing them and the boxers underneath down past the teen’s knees. He regarded the exposed erection expressionlessly, then ignored it and worked on removing Takao’s pants entirely. Takao pouted and wrapped his own hand around himself, shuddering at the sensation, beginning to pump his erection without really thinking of it. Dark Rockman succeeded in getting rid of Takao’s pants, then looked up at the scene above him. “Stop that,” the Navi ordered, batting the teen’s hand away.

“But I need it,” Takao whined, but he obligingly kept his hands away from that area.

“I’ll take care of it in a second,” Dark Rockman informed him. “Just wait right here and I’ll be back. I have to go find something.”

“What?” Takao inquired as the Navi rose and went off in the direction of a door half-hidden by a hanging tapestry.

“You’ll see,” the answer came back, causing Takao to roll his eyes and settle back against the cushions comfortably. He was so hard that it hurt and, despite himself, he again wrapped his hand around his throbbing member and began stroking himself, slowly. A moan worked itself from his throat, his hand moving faster of its own accord, and he closed his eyes, senses swamped by the pure pleasure he was inflicting on himself. He moaned again, ready to cross the border, but a firm hand grasped his, immobilizing it. He opened hazy eyes to see Dark Rockman standing over him.

“I told you to stop that,” the Navi remarked. Takao flushed guiltily and opened his mouth to defend himself, but was silenced when Dark Rockman leaned down and kissed him. “Now spread your legs and keep your hands away.”

“Yes, sir,” Takao agreed, doing as he was asked. “By the way… if this is your first time, how do you know what you’re doing?

“I accessed the database and searched for information,” Dark Rockman said, settling between Takao’s legs. “This might hurt,” he warned, levering Takao’s legs farther apart before unceremoniously plunging a lubed finger into the teen’s waiting entrance.

“GAH!” Takao yelped, shooting upright. “Warn me first,” he complained.

“Sorry,” the Navi replied succinctly, withdrawing his finger a little before pushing it back in. Takao settled back down and tried to get used to the feeling of having a finger inside of him. It was strange, to say the least. It got stranger when a second finger was suddenly accompanying the first, and his hole started protesting. “Just relax,” he was told. “It’ll get better after a while.”

“Easy for you to say,” Takao retorted.

Dark Rockman pushed his fingers deeper into the teen in reply, and Takao yelped, a yelp that turned into a moan when the Navi’s fingers pressed against something that made him feel REALLY good. He was quite content to lie there after that and let the Navi take control. After a few moments a third finger joined the other two, an act that left a burning feeling in his hole but a searing heat roaring through his veins. Takao couldn’t help the low moan that escaped him, a fact that didn’t escape the notice of his partner. Dark Rockman smirked and continued working for a few moments, until he was satisfied that the teen’s entrance was stretched enough. He withdrew his hand, drawing a low whimper from Takao’s throat.

“Help me,” Dark Rockman commanded, turning his back to Takao. “There should be a zipper somewhere, please lower it.”

Takao sat up, somewhat unsteadily, and located the mentioned zipper after a bit of hunting. He unzipped the purple bodysuit and helped Dark Rockman peel it off as well as his boots, an act that left the Navi completely naked. Takao marveled at the pale skin he was privileged to see and couldn’t help reaching out to caress it. It was so soft and smooth, as if before then, it had never been free of its purple prison. Dark Rockman flushed and batted Takao’s hands away. “Lie down,” he ordered, repositioning himself between Takao’s legs. He pushed the teen’s legs farther apart and placed the head of his slick member at Takao’s entrance. “I’m going in,” he warned, a millisecond before he pushed in, not even hesitating as Takao’s body seized up around him. Takao cried out, clutching at Dark Rockman’s shoulders tightly.

“It hurts,” the teen gasped, sweat beginning to form on his forehead. “Take it out,” he begged.

Dark Rockman held himself very still, reaching down to brush hair out of Takao’s sweat-drenched face. “Just relax,” he comforted in a surprisingly gentle voice. “It’ll feel good pretty soon.” To accent this point, he reached between their bodies and took the teen’s erection in a firm grip. He began stroking the hard member slowly, eventually drawing pleasurable sounds from his partner. “See?” he purred.

With that, he began moving, pulling out most of the way and thrusting in slowly and gently. Takao was surprised at how good it felt, expecting something like the initial pain he’d felt, but it wasn’t like that at all. It felt wonderful, and coupled with the slow strokes on his hard cock, he thought that he would just about die then and be quite happy for it. After a moment Dark Rockman sped up his pace, and Takao moaned in pleasure, a moan that turned into a shout when the Navi’s cock brushed that same thing from before and caused stars to explode behind his eyes. Takao launched himself upwards and pulled Dark Rockman close to him, burying his head in the Navi’s pale shoulder, and let himself moan continuously in time to the thrusts. Dark Rockman continued stroking the teen’s cock, even as he sped up the pace of his thrusts yet again, so that he was pounding into the eager body beneath him, and that same body rose up to meet his thrusts, driving him closer to that pinnacle where less than an hour earlier he had realized that yes, SEX was good!

And then Takao was lost in a sea of white, crying out while liquid silver like fire moved through his veins and spilled out of him, even as his muscles contracted around Dark Rockman’s cock inside him. Dark Rockman couldn’t help his cry as his climax was wrenched from him and he spilled himself inside his partner. They froze for a good five seconds before Dark Rockman collapsed on Takao, utterly exhausted. The teen was in a similar state, slumped in the Navi’s arms bonelessly. In a surprising move, Dark Rockman curled up into Takao’s shoulder, and the teen wrapped his arms around him instinctively.

“Did you have fun?” Takao asked, breathless and amused.

“I thought you said you’d shut up,” Dark Rockman muttered.

“Yes, sir,” Takao agreed easily, drifting into the warm embrace of sleep.


Twenty-four hours after his initial abduction, Takao found himself walking back into Akihara’s Science Labs, a bit rumpled but no worse for wear. His friends greeted him enthusiastically, but there was only one person he was interested in seeing.

Kai raised his eyebrow at his team member. “Yes?”

And Takao grabbed the front of his shirt and kissed him senseless, right before hitting him upside the head.

“That’s for getting me kidnapped, you jerk,” he huffed, before going off to where Netto and his dad were waiting to ask him questions. Kai blinked a couple of times, before chalking it up to whatever had happened, while behind his back, Rei and Max exchanged bills discreetly.

And everything was normal again.