This is my first ever DMC fanfic, so don't be too harsh. The idea came to me when I was thinking over the story 'Oh fozzy one' that I haven't updated in FOREVER. Which I might put on hiatus.. Cause I just.. Don't know what to do with it anymore. :/ If anyone has some ideas, Inbox me. Please.
Dante, was of course sitting at this usual spot. The chair behind the front desk in 'Devil May Cry'.. An organization of demon and devil hunters. It was quiet in Devil May Cry usually.. That is until Nero moved in. Since his holiness went bezerk with the 'savior' statue.. It's been months maybe. Two.. Three? Either way, it seemed like a year. Nero had moved in afterwards because, well hey.. He'd made a friend. Technically a family. One messed up, bloodthirsty, hardcore, kick-ass family that is. Nero was welcomed with open arms.. Well not really.. Dante doesn't hug. Ever. If you honestly want to know what he did it started with 'get upstairs, and don't touch anything along the way will ya?'… ended with loud yelling. No no, not from the two fighting no.. that happens later. No, he was yelling because somehow a demon like snake had crawled it's way in later that day when Nero got settled in and ransacked Dante's pizza.
Nero made a mental note.. Don't touch his pizza.. With that a nod graced his head and he went downstairs again.. These aren't even 'stairs'.. it's more like a hop up about 3 steps and behind a bunch of boxes. Well, once 'downstairs'.. Nero's eyes caught a seemingly familiar sight, Dante.. Clad in crimson with his feet up on his desk, magazine with two hot girls on the front, and his signature.. Pizza box next to his feet. About half of it was gone by now anyway. Did he eat that whole thing himself? Nero wondered. With a small shake of his head to clear his thoughs he went over to a small loveseat near the door and sat down. It's velveteen like surface a deep emerald-like color. (Which didn't match the place in the least.)
It had been three months now, Of course Nero knew the routine here by now. Wake up.. Or be woken up by loud noises.. Dante gets a phone call.. We all go out and exterminate the….. Whatever-it-is-this-time-creature-which-are-usually-scarecrows.. Yeah that makes sense.. Then we go collect the large.. Or not so large sum of cash.. Go home. More pizza.
This was the life for Dante.. The life he always wanted. Freelance hunter, pizza.. Strawberry sundaes whenever he wanted. Who could ask for more? But then he GOT more.. He got this kid to look after.
The two shared a quick glance before Dante's silvery-grey eyes went back to the magazine. Nero raised a brow questioningly, sitting back more on the emerald sofa. He rested his Devil Bringer on the torn up arm of the sofa, resting his head on his slightly glowing palm. Out of nowhere, Dante reached for another slice of pizza, this caught Nero's attention.
Just as the crimson-clad man was about to put the succulent pizza slice to his lips, Nero spoke up.
"Why do you eat so much of that stuff?" His voice had a small bit of reverb in the spacious room, the sound bouncing from wall to wall. With the silence as well it sounded strangely different.
Dante stopped himself from taking a bite, but instead lowered the magazine enough to look over the top.. Only showing his eyes. "Whats it to ya, kid?"
Kid. That was the name Dante had given Nero now.. But in return he got 'Old man'.. so it was alright in his own eyes.
"I was just wondering.. Cause you sure eat a lot of it.. It's really not good for you either, you know?" Nero suggested. Knowing now he was treading on fragile territory his eyes widened a little, mainly due to the fact that Dante's face hardened. The young-man could sense the tension in the air arising and suddenly knew that the elder was just itching to grab Ebony and shoot the sense back into this kid.
"I eat it.. Because I want to.. Kid." Dante snapped a little, adding a tone to 'kid' to make it sound like he's talking down to Nero.
Nero took notice of this, immediately raising his brows and putting his hands up in defense. "Hey hey… I was just asking.. But.. Really I am serious.. Do you any like, anything else? At all?" Nero now just folded his arms across his chest, leaning back more.
Dante's eye twitched, just as he was about to savor that bite again. Torn from his beloved pizza he set the slice down so it didn't catch a sudden draft and get cold.
"Go play in traffic. Okay, kid?" His voice sounding more annoyed.
Nero furrowed his brows, obviously noticing the use of 'kid' more than needed in this conversation. "My name.. isn't kid, Old man.. And No.. I'm not a kid anyway.. Why don't YOU go play in the traffic.. Maybe burn off some of those calories from the pizza, hm?" Nero countered.
Dante just about had enough of this, "Did you just call me, fat?" His voice dropped to a deadly tone.
Nero's eyes widened slightly at the newly used tone, "N-no.. I-" He started but was cut off.
"Why you little.." He reached for Ebony.
Nero jumped up, ready to grab Blue rose if needed, "Dante! I didn't say you were fat." He raised his own voice to get the point through the old-man's thick skull, hopefully.
Dante turned back for a moment, "You inquired it though!" He shouted, grabbing ebony aiming it right where Nero was and shot a round at him.
Nero had learned a lot from the old man since moving in and he was already moved out of the way in time, "Dante! Calm down! I didn't inquire anything!" He said defensively again, holding both hands up. The devil bringer glowed an eerie cyan due to the rise in stress and tension.
Dante growled and shot at him again, one of the bullets just grazing the edge of Nero's shoulder. Just before Dante had another chance to shoot Nero dove out of the way.
Trish had watched the whole ordeal and slid up behind Dante, hitting him with the butt of Ivory, which she'd sneakily picked up behind him while he fought. Nero saw this, not saying anything but knew to follow along.
As Dante was hit by Ivory he was knocked out cold, this form thumping to the tile floor before Trish's feet. Nero stood up from the crouched position, dusting himself off from the floor.
"Thanks." He said with a sigh.
"Yeah, well you're lucky I was here.. Had I not heard all this, you might have been shot."
"I'm so-.." He was about to speak but got cut off again.
"Save it. Just.. Don't talk about his dietary habits with him anymore, alright?" She shot him a crooked smile.
Nero looked down at the ground and back up, "Alright."
Trish nodded, glancing back down to Dante's form on the ground. "He should be up in about 15 minutes, just leave him there.." She suggested, walking off to Dante's desk. With every step her boots clacked on the tile, her breasts bounced within the small dark top she wore.
Nero watched her walk off, before turning his gaze down to Dante.. Not daring to step to close just incase he had been faking this entire time.. Just like in some horror movie you walk up to the supposedly dead person and they reach out and grab your leg pulling you into your ultimate doom. The thought made Nero cringe ever so slightly.
Trish had already left once the 'kid' had pulled himself from his thoughts, she set the gun back on Dante's desk in the same place it was before. She was.. Organized, like that.
Nero took this free and quiet opportunity to step over to the pizza box and grab a slice, taking a bite and walked up to where his room was. Well it's not really a 'room' more of a closet revamped to a place with a small bed in it. There was a larger one down the hall that actually WAS a bedroom and it was big.. But that was housed by Trish. Dante usually slept at his desk.
Finishing the pizza Nero sat down and sighed, taking his jacket off and laying it down atop a random cardboard box. He was just wearing his red vest now. Oh and it was fairly dark back here in this room. There wasn't even a door on the thing, it just lead out to the yellow haze of a light in the next room over. Nero's main source of light was the ever present glow from the Devil Bringer. After laying down on the bed and pulling the measly sheet up and over his form he slowly drifted off to sleep.
Tomorrow.. Things were gunna get crazy though, and he didn't.. even.. Know it.
New chapter up soon!