Ebony and Ivory Queens CHAPTER 1
Theme: Introduction
Okay! So just so none of you guys gets confused-This is NOT a sequel to any of my previous Devil May Cry stories, I took on a 100 theme challenge so I'm attempting it here-I've never seen anyone finish one of things XD so we'll see what happens. I'd give you guys the themes but it's a REALLY long list. If you do want to see the list, you guys can message me and I'll send it to you.
While this is not a sequel it will probably be a DANTEXNERO at some point-so just a heads up about that. Also for those of you who usually skip my author's notes I do want you to pay attention to at least the background part on these chapters, since they are one-shots they most likely won't connect so I'll put this at the top of every chapter:
Background: No background is needed for this chapter.
Just so that you know if the two are together or whatever is going on, sound good? I do not own Dante, Nero, Trish or Lady! Enjoy!
Nero sighed softly as he looked up, the sign above the door to a beaten old building in the middle of the slums of the city-even the street was called Slum Street! 'Is this really where you live old man? I expected a little more from your flair,' he thought, shifting his bag on his shoulder. It was heavy but he was used to it and not quite sure whether he dared to venture up to the doors or not. It had been eight months since Dante had come to help him save Fortuna. 'I wonder if he even still remembers me.'
He scoffed and turned away from the building certain that Dante did not live there. He made his way down the street and up to an old diner that looked safe enough to stop at. He walked inside and made his way up to the counter, placing his bag gently on the floor next to him. He tapped the counter to get the waitress's attention and smiled slightly as he ordered a cup of coffee and a strawberry sundae, which the menu boasted were 'the best in town.'
She placed the cup of black liquid before him, promising the sundae would be up in a minute. The teen poured in a packet of sugar and his mind wandered to what had brought him here in the first place. Things had seemed to be going so well for a few months. He was in love with Kyrie who finally accepted that just because he had a demonic arm didn't make him a demon and for a time the people of Fortuna were happy to see him as he went about hunting demons, protecting them and helping rebuild the city. Then the demons slowly started to dissipate and the people started looking at him with a wary eye, but not Kyrie, never her, she loved him.
The teen lightly sighed and stirred his java. Kyrie did love him…it just wasn't the way they thought it would work out, she said she'd never love anyone but him, but Nero had already figured it out, he didn't feel that way about her, and as much as Kyrie denied it, she didn't feel that way either. He may have at one point but the flames of passion had cooled down to embers of compassionate love. The kind shared by a brother and sister. He started wearing his sling again, the people got more violent and he got violent right back-he saved those people damn it! Kyrie got more worried about him and he worried about her safety while he was around. He wasn't the best thing for her and he knew it. So he packed up his things and told her that he was leaving.
She had bawled and begged him not to go. It had broken his heart…
"Don't go Nero-please don't go!" she cried into his shoulder as she crushed her tiny body into his frame.
"I have to go, I'm sorry-I'm sorry Kyrie, you're not safe while I'm here. Your home is here but I just don't belong." he whispered in her auburn hair. "I'll keep in touch."
"Here's your sundae sweetie." the waitress dragged him out of his thoughts by placing a bowl in front of him filled with white ice cream smothered in real strawberries and a sugary syrup.
"Thanks." he offered.
"Hey, you by any chance related to this other guy that comes in here, white hair, red coat?"
Nero stopped the spoon halfway to his mouth, 'so he really is around here?'
"No." he replied.
"Huh, funny-you look just like him." she smiled and winked before moving to take care of another customer.
Nero frowned taking a bite of his sundae smiling slightly due to it's rich, sweet flavor, it probably was the best sundae around. He ignored the sound of the bell above the door ringing until a more familiar sound followed it.
"Kid?" asked a disbelieving male voice.
The teen blinked and looked over his shoulder to see the man in red grinning and standing by the door. He turned around in his stool and leaned his elbow back on the counter.
"Hey there old man, I didn't know you were around here."
"Really? I thought I saw someone who looked a bit like you hanging outside my shop a few minutes ago." he stated.
Nero could feel heat rushing to his face as he turned back towards his sweet dessert. "You must be going senile." he said, feeling a smirk crease his face as Dante sat next to him.
"Strawberry sundae? Good choice kid. Same for me." he directed at the waitress with a wink. She nodded and Dante turned back to the kid. "So what are ya doing in my neck of the woods kid? Not that I mind seeing ya, but I thought you were all set with your girl in Fortuna."
Nero sighed stirring at his sugary treat, the few bites he'd already eaten forming a cold lump in his stomach. "It's just…" he shook his head wondering what the hell he was doing here.
"Things never quite work out the way we expect them to, huh? Those town people start giving you the cold shoulder?"
"It was a little worse than that," he whispered. "Those bastards tried to give me a sucker punch."
"What?" Dante asked interestedly as his sundae came and he took a bite.
"They were going to exile me and Kyrie so I left before they got the chance. Kuh, I saved those fucking people." he stated disbelievingly.
"Hate to break it to you kid, but people are afraid of things that are different." the older man said, glancing at the sling over Nero's demonic arm.
The kid glared down at his ice cream.
"So do you have somewhere to go?"
Nero paused a long moment before answering. "No."
"Is that why you looked me up?"
The younger man took another moment to swallow his pride before answering. "Yeah."
"Well…not sure what I have to offer a drifter," he teased, "But I do have a lumpy couch and some spare blankets if you're interested?"
"You mean it?" he looked up, trying not to get too hopeful.
"Course I do, but I don't run a hotel, you'll have to pull your own weight."
"When haven't I pulled my own weight?" he demanded.
Dante laughed. "That's what I like about you kid, you got that fire."
Nero felt his mouth tugging into a smirk and shook his head. "Whatever old man."; 'I guess this is what a new start feels like…' he thought to himself starting to finish off his ice cream.
So there you have the first chapter which is just to set everything up and all :3 Hope you guys liked it. Also I might be a little sporadic updating, I'm not on any kind of schedule so if you want to be up to date, I would suggest putting this story on the alert down there-and if you do that make sure to leave me a review! I get all these faves and alerts and sometimes I'm not sure if it's because you liked it or if it sucks so bad I'm laughable! So leave me a review! Until next time!
Ja ne!
~Bitbyboth October 8, 2010
