Me again, on with one more idea that came thanks to music, Bad Things of Jace Everett (which lyrics are the italic stuff in the chapter) this time, that I'll use as a "writing trail" . The song Criminal by Fiona Apple also helped me getting inspired =) . Those who like getting high should listen to those two...

Devil May Cry fic here, as the sign reads. Mainly about a pairing I like, VXL . I don't know if I will keep this a One Shot or write other chapters... I'll see to that later..

Don't expect too much of it, it's just a hodgepodge of impressions that crossed my mind while listening to Bad Things. If by any hazard you come to like what I come to write just let me know it. I'll try and shake my lazy self.

There may be grammar mistakes, (though probably less now that I'm editing, one year afterwards!) tell me if you find them pls, don't wanna look like I'm illiterate =).

Don't hesitate to go off on reviews, I can handle criticism (though I'd rather avoid dumb flamers).

Disclaimer : I don't own nor the songs nor the characters in there. I most likely won't introduce any OCs. On with this.

[This chap' is from Vergil's point of view]

I wanna do bad things with you.

How could you resist when you're drawn to someone more than to the psychotics whispers running through your mind ? How can you let go someone as intoxicating as raw ecstasy ? So many pretty words for one famous idiocy.

Loosening my grip on that slight allusion of sanity she represents... would simply be... Impossible to imagine...I'll seek redemption for all the lives I've regretlessly taken the day she'll disappear from my sight, and that's a lot. Might as well give hell a call, tell them to have my back...

And either were never to be.

I've tasted this tainted soul's peace too long to forget it. You made me depend on you. Pride's telling me it's wrong, but Weakness won't listen...

Like every drug, you infected me sweetly, against my will, and now I'm the one clinging to you.

That wasn't to be.

That wasn't what I wanted.

But it happened anyway. And trapped me deeply. How could you ... How could you chain me...

I've never been so far from freedom. It's your fault. Yet you didn't plan it.

Just like whatever flows in unknown ones' veins, after drinking you up.

You make me deaf to reason. A fact I would have never accepted before you. That would have been giving in to failure, and so to shame, those two unwanted followers I tried to kill. But would they ever die ? I guess no. Because those are humans, and humanity is still here. And it looks like it's a fact I can't help, no matter how much I want to drain out that half-blood of mine...

What have you done to me ? What damn trick did you dare play ?

When you came in the air went out.

When I was first aware of your existence you were just a troublesome flash, messing around with my patience.

Your taunts, the shots you fired, the blood you drew, and that hateful scowl on your face...

To me that was just a bothering and harmless show of a petty woman's anger.

And every shadow filled up with doubt.

All of this added to the sound of your loud cursing, the furious and shrill yell your voice can be, all those implicit desperate attempts to break my focus on my own mind, it was too much to bear for the ghostly ice walls I put around me.

When they started shattering, I already knew I was going to try and tear apart the grief source you were.

Why am I growing mad with each sound you make when I don't even give the exterior a cold glare when surrounded by far more emotional crowds ? What are you ? How high are you to allow yourself to break a practice of all a life of necessary insensitivity ?

I don't know who you think you are,
But before the night is through..

This won't last. I belong to no one, yet you want me as your property. You're not aware of it, I know that's just instinctive, and what an instinct ! You could be just as much of an animal as the creatures you track every day, and just as sinful as well.

..I wanna do bad things with you.

Just as animalistic as everything I want from you, when I want you to get away because I can't keep my mask on, when I want you to come back when you leave, the times when I want to pin you down where you are, as you try to move. Your resistance is just a tease, and be careful, teasing me might be double-edged.

I'm the kind to sit up in his room.
Heart sick an' eyes filled up with blue.

If you knew how I can despise the world when you give them that smile.. That truly peaceful and assured smile. The only one you'll never give me...

If you only knew how I wanna make them disappear when you let yourself be stolen.

I'm not used to claiming back what's been taken from me, as I destroy what is forcefully given back, you'd better remember this. If you play with fire, your fingers might get burnt...

I don't know what you've done to me,
But I know this much is true:
I wanna do bad things with you.

If you knew how I can hate you for those chains. But I would be cursed if I broke them.

Fate is cruel when I never asked for anything, and I know the same goes for you.

Did we deserve this?

That's one of the few dark things I don't know, though it doesn't matter since we're cornered.

The only thing we can do is live through it. And wait.

And yet I can't give you up, you, the object of my loathing and indignation. But I must thank you for being finally able to put the blame on someone.

And this is still so wrong...

When you came in the air went out.
And all those shadows there filled up with doubt.

I don't have a clue why I allowed you to haunt me. That strengthens my hate towards you. Covers you with mystery too, what an attractive challenge.

Why do I keep you ? Because of that hate...

What's the point in that ? Again I don't have a clue.

I just know I don't wanna live under your sway. I may be yours but it also works the other way round. You owe me nothing, and neither do I.

I don't know who you think you are,

You took a heavy burden on. You'll pay for your boldness one day, one sweet day when my own tainted passion will consume you, slowly, painfully.

But before the night is through,
I wanna do bad things with you.

Caresses or gashes on your skin are just the same to me. It's the way I go.

What did you do to deserve this ? Will you ever tell me...

I wanna do real bad things with you.

You like playing games but your bluff will eventually be called. You'll end up trapped and helpless. Then you'll know what misery really is.

I don't know what you've done to me,
But I know this much is true:

I'm so sure now.

I wanna do bad things with you.

You're a poisonous senseless gift.

I wanna do real bad things with you.

And I had you in my grip since you were given to me by the hand of some evil god, whose dolls we have no choice but to act like. All our chances to turn back vanished when we became each other's neurosis. No sleep no cure.

On those thoughts a smirk lifted my lips, while I greeted you with the same violence as always, you'd have barely passed the door frame before you'd be crushed over some random piece of furniture, brutality being our tenderness, knowing that's just a part of the game.

I'm finally done..

Tell me what U think, and let me know if you prefer this as a one shot or as a whole fic.

I'll decide later, and rating may change if I make this longer, who knows...

Ja ne mattana, have a nice day.