A/N: When reading this you will find that maybe some people's ages are different than prob originally, or that a place's location might be in a different area than it's supposed to be, or even a character's history. I did that on purpose. Make it a bit more fun and not a constant repeat of every story read. Just so you don't think you're confusing something.

Also: This story isn't centered around sweet family life all the way through. Just a couple beginning chapters. I know my grammar is not the best out there but I try ^_^ I hope you enjoy!

"To whom it may concern,

Nero and Kyrie would like to invite you to join in the celebration of their Holy union that shall take place in the fully restored Church Of Fortuna. The date and time is August 14th, 11:30 am. It is asked that the attendees be dressed appropriately for this formal occasion. "

Have a Blessed day~

'He did it. The kid actuall did it. Took him long enough.' Dante chuckled sitting at his desk as he looked down at the invitation still held in his hands. The special paper that felt like silk, the font colored gold, and the simple yet elegant design of vines and roses on the side. Of course he would attend. All the demons in the universe wouldn't stop him from being there, after all, he considered Nero a very special friend indeed. He's always been fond of the kid since the very first time they beat the crap out of each other. Dante reminisced. How long has it been since then, two years, perhaps a bit more? He just knew it had been quite some time. Dante and Nero made sure to keep in touch, randomly sending each other letters (filled with the most outlandish insults and creative cursing known to man) showing that they were more than each others' allies. They were friends.

Suddenly there was a loud noise of the doors of Devil May Cry being flung open and hitting the walls. Dante didn't even bother to see who it was, he already knew, the two of his girls had stopped by to most likely pick on him, as always. "Hey Trish, and of course miss temper, Lady too." To which Lady's response was an evil glare, only to receive an oboxiously blown kiss in return. After the mild play Dante relaxed back into his chair.

"What's the matter with you? Did you take some weird drugs or something while we were gone? I don't think I've seen you this passive since, well, I don't know when." Trish inquired suspiciously. Usually Dante would put a lot more into pissing Lady off than he did, there was just no effort in it. "Hey, what's that?" Her eyes catching sight of a small card half hidden in Dante's hand, which also seemed to be the culprit of the man's laid back behavior. Before he had a chance, Trish snatched it from him and ran over to Lady.

"Hey, give that back! You better not ruin that, it's very important!" The half-devil pleaded with a very worried look on his face. A look that very quickly turned into horror, and then fear, sweat growing on his forehead. He knew he was doomed, because nothing ever good came of combining women and the subject of marriage. He watched as the women's faces grew brighter and brighter, giant smiles forming, and the giggles. Oh God not the giggles. Dante's eyes squeezed shut as their mouths started to move...

"Aww that is so cuuuuute!" came in unison. Dante's head dropped onto the desk, cringing as the never ending womanly babble ensued. "Aww no picture of the couple in here?", "I've seen them both and tell you what, the girl is a cutey, but Nero, damn that boy's a looker." Followed by an appreciative whistle. "I want to go. I haven't been to a wedding in forever. A shame events like this are invitation only." "Ooh I wonder what type of dress she chose? Closed top, strapless, long flowing train or maybe the shorter more elegant type?" "I wonder what their color theme is. White and blue, maybe yellows too, perhaps purples?" "Oh that would be a beautiful combination!"

A migraine was beginning to make itself known, steadily increasing, then finally coming to be when his ears caught the word "shopping." Warily Dante raised his head to look at the two VERY excited looking women. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Then suddenly alert that in his mission of ignoring them, he had missed something important, and now he was going to get it. Yet, strangely enough, no one yelled.

Trish rolled her eyes. "You've been ignoring us. We said that we need to take you shopping! We all know you don't have any suits or anything in that measly closet of yours." Dante glared. "Lady says she knows of a really nice formal store that has a big variety of suits and ties. Besides, you could also use our help on what to bring as a gift since I'm sure Kyrie isn't into weaponry." Trish laughed while Dante smiled and shook his head. Where would he be without his girls?

Sorry for such a short chapter. The next ones will be longer. This one is more of the 'setting the feel'