My Sight Is Better Tonight
Dante didn't even disgrace himself with squinting in the dark, "I can see you perfectly fine, Vergil".
His brother was not going to see him on edge this time, because tonight he could see more clearly than ever. Vergil glided out from the shadows, not one hair or article of clothing out off place. His face holding the same stoic expression as always.
"You have your back towards me, Dante; it makes you incapable of seeing anything". Vergil's voice was low, cold and deliberately husky, sending unwilling shivers down Dante's spine. He couldn't help the urge to close his eyes and think back to those times where Vergil would talk to him in that voice just to please him, not mock him. There was a time where Vergil had been a part of Dante's dreams, filled with loving whispers, kisses and warm skin but somehow he had turned into nightmares with pain and blood. Sometimes the blood even turned blue, Dante never really understood why but that didn't stop him from drowning in it. Well, it really didn't matter anymore. He had fought his brother many times in the flesh but it was only recently he had started to fight in those nightmares. Because even though dreams had turned to nightmares it was still a way to see Vergil.
"Are you ignoring me, little brother?" Dante replayed with a short snort but he didn't turn around, "not the reaction you wanted?" He could see Vergil's eyes narrow, though his back was still turned. Tonight he wasn't even curious as to why Vergil had come to him. It was late, it had been a long night and he just wanted to go home and maybe have some of that cold pizza he still had waiting for him in the fridge. Yeah, home sounded like a good idea. He had only taking a couple of steps when he was suddenly faced with two blue eyes, so like his own. Vergil was inches from his face and strangely enough he was almost panting, his breath coming in small puffs on Dante's skin. "Dante…don't… ", Dante wasn't affected by the pleading tone in Vergil's voice maybe it would have if he had turned up a few months ago, a time where Dante didn't believe in his right to fight back.
"I only got one life Vergil and apparently you chose to not be a part of it." Dante lifted his hand and traced Vergil's lips gently and relinquished in Vergil's sharp intake of breath. "This is farewell then?" Dante could feel the warm lips moving under his thumb. Vergil didn't sound like that was anywhere near what he wanted and for once he didn't hide the pained expression on his face, showing Dante how vulnerable he could be. Dante let out a dry chuckle, "you might see me in your nightmares". He kept his voice low not hiding the amusement. Vergil frowned and clutched his hands in Dante's red jacket. "You don't love me no more", it wasn't a question. Dante just smiled, his thumb trailing the quivering under lip. "It seems like it's you who can't see anything tonight, hmm...?" He forced his thumb into Vergil's mouth feeling the hiss the action provoked. Not caring he pulled Vergil towards him and roughly kissed him. He smirked when he heard Vergil's purr of approval and to show Vergil that this was not a goodbye kiss, that he didn't plan on going anywhere, he grabbed the back of Vergil's neck and deepened the kiss. He got the right to put up a fight but that didn't mean he had to win.
I really should do my paper instead of writing fanfiction... ^_^ Hope it could entertain just a little bit.
Inspired by "See you in my Nightmares" by Kanye West.
Disclaimer: Do not own anyone from D.M.C... Although I was sooo close on owning a Dante figure but he got snatched by some girl right in front of me *pouts*