Show Me the Light

Vergil Fanfic

Warning: This is a Fanfic directed towards the Vergil Fangirls. I didn't forget this devil ;) Please read and enjoy. And sorry it took so long.

Disclaimer: I don't own Vergil or Devil May Cry

Part 1

"Ma'am… Hello. You're holding up the line." A cashier called, getting your attention.

You were in a long line at a corner store, finding yourself zoning out,

"Oh, I'm sorry." You say, putting your snacks on the counter.

Tonight was movie night for you. You always rewarded yourself after a hard week by having a movie night every Saturday. But things seemed much more boring than usual. You wanted someone with you. Someone who understood you. You hated sitting alone watching movies sometimes. This was a time where you really wanted to cuddle with a nice man. But you were single. Meh.

After you purchased your goods, you head out of the store in a hurry for some reason and weren't really paying attention to where you were going and ran into someone, dropping your bag.

"Watch where you're going!" A man said in an annoyed, but proper tone.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I didn't…" You pause and bend down, picking up your bag. You look up and stared eye to eye with your collider. He was tall and handsome, with neat, silvery hair and wearing a dark blue coat. He held, what seemed to be a samurai sword in his left hand. His cold, blue eyes consumed you.

"Be more careful next time." He said again and continued to walk. You watched as he walked away but thought, "I NEED to talk to him."

You ran up along side of him and began conversation, "Again, I'm really sorry. Um… My name's _. What's yours?" You say, staring up at him.

He was ignoring you and didn't even look your way. "Excuse me? Did you hear me?" you call, a little louder than before. He stopped in his tracks and looked at you with a blank stare. "I'm _." You repeat, holding out your right hand for a handshake. He looked at your hand, but didn't take it.

"Go away."

"That's a nice name. So, uh, I've never seen you around here before." You say, throwing your bag over your shoulder, with a little pep in your tone.

"You're wasting my time, woman. Leave me." He said in a low, burly voice.

His voice sent chills down your spine, "But, you seem so sad." You say with a playful frown.

He grunted, "What do you want?"

"I just want to… get to know you a little more. I wanna know your name and stuff. I know you're all, 'who's this creeper chick?' but really, I'm a nice girl." You smile.

His expression didn't change and he just stared at you, "Where are you going?" You ask him.

"You ask so many questions." He shook his head and sighed.

"That's what you do to get to know somebody." You respond, tilting your head to the side.

"I'm walking." He answered, looking into your eyes again.

"I'm getting a feeling you don't really like me." You giggle.

"I don't." He growled. A feeling of intimidation came over you. But you didn't let that stop you from getting to know him.

"Just one more question and I promise I'll leave you alone. But when I look at you, you seem lost and lonely. Do you have a place to stay tonight?"

"I'm busy."

"C'mon with me. You look tired." You say, grabbing him by the arm.

He pulled away from you, "Don't touch me, girl." He said, refraining from drawing his sword.

"Come on. I can take care of you. Just gimme a chance." You smile, grabbing his arm again and pulling him home with you.

He put up a fight a little bit. He stopped you and you turned toward him, "Man, you're strong." You pant, "Why are you doing this?" He asked, still with a blank look on his face. "Something tells me I should." You say back, pulling at his arm again. He sighed and continued with you.

As you approached your house, you unlocked the door and invited him in. "Just an act of kindness." You say, "Make yourself at home."

He looked at you again and looked around your living room. He didn't say another word, "Quiet type are ya?" You say with a smirk. "Well, I'm going to bed, it's getting late. You can have the guest room right over here." You point. "Stay as long as you need."

He stepped slowly into the guest room and stood over by the window sill, looking at the full moon, placing his sword next to the bed. "Goodnight." You smile; he turns your way one last time. He looked like he wanted to say something, but he didn't. You closed his door back and head to your room. You slipped in your pajamas and popped in a movie, eating some chips that you bought. You fall asleep shortly afterwards, hoping and praying that He didn't leave.

You woke up the next morning and got out of bed quickly to check if the man was still there. You opened the door slowly and quietly, peeking in. He was still there, lying on the bed, sword in hand, still asleep. You smiled and closed the door back. He looked so cute sleeping. While he slept, you took your shower and got yourself together for the day. You crept back to the room and slowly opened the door again. He was standing by the window again, he seemed like he was watching the birds. You knock three times on the door to get his attention.

"Good morning." You say with a warm smile.

He turned towards you, and mumbled what seemed to sound like, "Good morning."

"Did you sleep well?"

"Yes."

"Are you hungry? If you need a shower, help yourself. I have some of my ex's old things still here if you needed a change of clothes." You say softly.

"Yes. I would appreciate it." He said, looking back out the window.

"Okay, let me get you some clothes. I'm sure you can fit them. They're clean so don't worry about getting ex boyfriend germs all over you." You giggled and went to get him an outfit.

You were happy that he decided to stay. You had the feeling that he was going to leave but it was your kindness that kept him. He was the quiet, stern type. It was really attractive to you. Not to mention his perfect looks. You came in with some clothes and looked at him.

"I could wash those if you want."

He turned to you and nodded, taking his sword in hand and the clothes in the other.

"Could you please… just tell me your name?"

He hesitated and grunted, "Vergil."

"Vergil… That's nice. It's so sophisticated."

He moved you out of the way, as gently as he could and went to the bathroom.

"He digs me."