DISCLAIMER: I do not own Devil May Cry, CAPCOM does.
Which is really unfortunate cause if I did then there would be YAOI everywhere….hehe! Alright, here's my next DMC fanfic!
Enjoy!
WARNING: There are some hints of Dante x Vergil, Nero x Vergil, Dante x Nero x Vergil, swearing, OOCness and mental eye candy for all you Vergil fans! Let your imagination run wild!!
Merry Christmas! ^_^

Chapter 1 – Christmas Spirit

It was one week before Christmas. And Devil May Cry was as dull as ever. Vergil walked down the familiar alleyway, coming back from a job. He sighed, counting the money in his hand.
50, 100, 150. He folded the cash, and placed it in his pocket. It was colder than usual.
"I wonder if the others are home," Vergil thought to himself. Hardly anyone was. More calls came in since the beginning of December, which meant that Dante, Nero and he were only in the shop to sleep.

Vergil placed his key in the doorknob, and turned. He opened the door, and walked inside, closing it behind him. None of the lights were on, and the fan was still. Vergil switched on all the lights, and walked up the stairs and into his room. He placed Yamato on its shelf, and proceeded to take off his battered and bloodied clothing. He bit the inside of his cheek, disgusted at all the scars that covered his body. He pulled on some black pants when he heard the front door open. Vergil judged by the heavy footsteps that it was his twin brother, Dante.

"Anyone home?" Dante called. Vergil smiled, and walked out of his room.
"Hello Dante," Vergil replied, standing at the top of the stairs.
"Oh, I didn't know you were here Verge. When did you come in?" Dante placed Ebony and Ivory on his desk, and propped Rebellion against the wall.
"A few minutes ago. How much did you get?" Vergil walked down the stairs.
"Bout 200. You? Whoa, aren't you cold?" Dante glanced at his brother who was shirtless.
"Not…really. I'm fine. I only got 150. Cheapskate…" Vergil looked at the door.
"Haha, you got a shit job…when are they ever going to give us a break?" Dante grinned.
"Its one week until Christmas. We've killed enough." Vergil turned to go back to the stairs.
"Aw, is Vergy-Verge gonna go back to his room?" Dante asked, leaning against his desk.
"Yes I am. Is there a problem with that?" Vergil asked back.
"Not at all bro. Not at all," Dante laughed.
Vergil walked towards Dante, standing right in front of him.
"You like mocking me don't you?" Vergil asked.
"What happens if I say yes?" Dante asked back.
"I'll give you something to mock…" Vergil muttered.

The door opened again.
"Whoa! Was I interrupting?" Nero walked in, closing the door.
"Shit…" Vergil sighed.
Dante laughed. "Nope."
"Why didn't you wait for me?" Nero asked.
Vergil's eyes widened. "Child, you would just be an obstacle."
"Oh yeah? Wait until I tell the police that you're fucking your brother." Nero replied.
"Jealous?" Vergil asked.
Nero blushed. "Whatever."
Dante laughed again. "No need to fight over me. I'm ordering some pizza."

***

-Two days later-

Vergil tapped his fingers on the desk. "We need a Christmas tree."
"Since when?" asked Dante.
"Since now. I'm sick of seeing the same thing over and over."
"Which is?"
"Godammit Dante. Don't you have any Christmas Spirit?"
"Wow Verge, you're softening."
"Don't change the subject. Do we have a Christmas tree?" Vergil looked around, trying to find the right spot for it if they did.
"Nope. Never got one," Dante replied.
The phone rang, and Nero decided to pick it up. "Devil May Cry. Yep. Uh huh. Alright. We'll be there."
"what was it?" Dante asked.
"Another lot of Frosts. They want two," Nero replied.
"How much?"
"If we get it done without trashing anything, we'll get 1000. Plus Xmas bonus."
"Ooh, we hit the jackpot! Alright Kid let's go," Dante stood up, taking his trademark weapons.
Nero followed, and they walked out the door.
"Finally, I get to fix up this place!" Vergil grinned.

...i got writers block again!!! ARGH!!!!! I hate it!!! T_T
I hoped you liked it! Go onto the next chapter to see what Vergil does to the shop!!!
^_^