By: Ciel Elleira Sky 101

Disclaimer: I don't own Devil May Cry. But I wish I did^^

Summary: Dante/Nero

Warnings:

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Title: Love of the Devil

Chapter 1:

Nero sat at the edge of the building, lost not only in thought but at heart. He had been thinking of this for so long that now, he didn't know if he should anymore. He sat there in silence for the longest of time, thinking only to himself. Everything was peaceful, the soft but chilling air running along his porcelain skin, sending shivers down his spin, the dark city, now lighting up with millions of lights. He was at peace. He smiled sadly to himself. What was so wrong with him, to have this feeling?

This feeling was so over powering that it made him just want to end it right now, it would be so easy and yet...he just couldn't do it.

"Hey you stupid kid, how long are you going to stand there and wait? Or do you have no guts and need a little push?" Nero didn't budge, didn't turn around to see who exactly it was because he knew...he knew who was behind him, he knew who's voice that was and he wasn't about to move. Nero sat there, waiting to see what he would do.

"Hey kid, I'm not talking to the wall here! How long do you expect to stand by the ledge like that? S0omeone might see you?"

"Who cares, I wouldn't be surprised if anyone who saw me up here would be happy to see me like this, next to the ledge like this." Nero spoke to him. Dante stood behind him, a few feet away. He winced when he heard the boy say these words. Sure the kid was sarcastic at some points and rarely cared at what he said but this...Dante knew that this was completely the opposite of what Nero would say.

"Are you drunk?" Dante asked him sternly. Nero laughed, "If I was drunk Dante, I wouldn't be sitting here talking to you, I would already be half way down this building and maybe I would have already landed..." Dante frowned deeper, "Alright that's enough, get down from the ledge. Now." Dante ordered him but Nero only frowned, still not turning to look at him.

"You know Dante, that's the bad thing about you. You're all about giving orders but never think of the other person that you're ordering to. Have you thought of that person Dante? I know you're half demon and all but I am still the Full Demon here. I have feelings too, think of me for once!" Nero screamed into the night air. He was sure he had woken up the entire city but he didn't care, he had to get this off his shoulder, he had to let Dante understand his feelings and for once he was going to dominate the conversation, not Dante!

"Did something happen, kid? You don't seem yourself today...was it your girlfriend, what's her name again, um...Kyrie, did you too have a fight or something?" Dante asked him. Nero slammed his fist into the cement just below him, "And now you care about what goes on in my private life? Now? Because all of a sudden I break down in front of you, now you start caring?" Dante gazed down at the cement floor. He didn't know what to say, what to say to the kid, to...Nero.

The boy was a big part of his life, but he kept pushing him away, ordering him around while he went off with women after women, night after night. The kid was lonely; Dante could understand that but why now? Why did he chose tonight to break down like this, why here, why chose such a dangerous place or all places, why here? Nero muffled a sob, bring his arms up over his bent knee he hid his face in the crook of his arm. He couldn't stop himself to cry in front of him. Even if he was sure Dante hadn't noticed him crying, he was going to figure it out soon enough.

"Why are you saying all this kid? Haven't I taken good care of you? I bought you food when you were hungry, I bought you clothes when you were in need and I gave a roof over your head! What else do you want from me?" Dante demanded. Nero's eyes widened when he heard these words. Dante never realised did he? He never noticed the emotions he was hiding from him all these years; he never noticed the pain he caused him every time he looks at him with his intense eyes.

"What else do I want from you...are you f*cking serious?" Dante winced when he heard the boy swear to him. He saw his fists tighten dangerously; he saw his back tense in anger. What had caused this reaction from Nero?

"I need attention Dante! I'm still just a teenager for God's sake. I'm not like you, nor your brother! I need attention, I need affection, and I need some sort of love from you!" Nero paused, what had he just said? Had he said somethi9ng he might soon regret? What if Dante doesn't see him other than a servant or something? A tool? No, just the thought of it caused pains to shoot through his stomach all the way to his heart. He grabbed the tissue in front where his heart would be and held it tightly.

"...Love? Is that what you want from me? Kid." Dante asked him unsure if he had heard right or was his ears playing tricks on him or something.

"I need to be loved Dante...But not only by anybody...Kyrie isn't the one I want affections from. She's nothing to me, only a pain in the ass. But you, since I started living with you, I ache for you, for you to acknowledge me for something else than just a...kid." He wasn't holding himself anymore, Nero started to cry on his own, tears fell down his flawless skin and he closed his eyes in pain. Dante paused, "K-kid, are you...crying?"

"It's a very natural thing to do in moments like this!" Nero yelled at him, "I'm sick of feeling like this all the time! Every time you push me away it makes it even more painful for me! My heart aches every time you reject me for whatever reason! It hurts Dante, I feel like each words are needles pocking my heart and it hurts! I feel like dying Dante!"

Nero screamed, his voice echoing his sobs, Dante's heart suddenly screamed in pain. The inside of him screamed also, NERO! Dante ran to him, without even letting Nero now, he just ran to him, grabbed him and pulled him as far away as possible from the ledge. They landed against the cold cement, Nero lying in Dante's strong muscular arms. Nero's eyes jerked open, what had just happened? A second ago he felt lost, confused and lonely and now, he is wrapped in strong and warm arms.

"Dante..." Nero started but was cut off instantly by Dante, "Let me talk! You are an emotional cry baby; you are just a kid with active hormones. You have a demon inside of you and you are completely cocky and sarcastic. But I forgot...I forgot the feeling I had of not being cared for when Virgil was around that I lost sight of you and your feelings. I forgot that you are much younger than me..."

"It kills me Dante...every time. You talk to girls and it hurts, you talk to guys that aren't friends and it hurts. Every time you are around somebody else than me it hurts! I want to strangle whoever is around you and I don't know why-"

Nero clenched Dante's shirt tightly in his human hand and finally let the tears flow that had persisted in erupting from his being. Dante had more or less, for better or worse, pulled the teen into his lap as they had fallen to the ground a few minutes ago. Dante tenderly brushed his lips across Nero's forehead whispering words of comfort, letting his fingers trail up and down his spine. He placed his pointer finger under the teens chin raising his head to look him in the eye. The tear stained face looked so innocent, so appealing, and so sexy.

The demon hunter lowered his face near even with Nero's, his tongue darted quickly tasting the salty tears. Dante moved his hand wiping his tears away with a single swipe of his thumb, letting his fingers trail across the teen's swollen lips. Nero could taste the saltiness of his own tears on his lips.

Dante leaned closer gently pressing his lips to the sweet cherry of a mouth, Nero moaned into the kiss, parting them to allow Dante entrance to the cavern.

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