Teenager CHAPTER 1

Alright this is chapter 1 of Teenager. This is a story developed from a one-shot in my Ebony and Ivory Queens story. This was something I couldn't manage in just one chapter so it's getting it's own space. :3

This story so far has no pairings and is going to be based mainly on the plot of Action/Adventure and Mystery. If you read this in my other fic-READ THIS CHAPTER TOO. I changed some things around and added another scene so make sure to read! I hope you guys enjoy!

Nero sat on the couch, legs crossed as a pair of black headphones rested over ears. Deep, thrumming rock music pumped through them, his aloft foot gently tapping the beat. A leather bound book rested in his lap as he slowly read through the pages, devouring the contents and any knowledge they held.

Dante sat at his desk, observing his odd housemate, his mind wandering idly, which really was never a good thing. The kid had been staying at the office since he'd been nearly exiled from Fortuna, he'd left Kyrie back in the religious city, seeing as he had nowhere to go he'd decided to set down some roots, get a place of his own and come back for her. Dante had to admit having the kid around was certainly handy, he could take double the jobs which meant double the pay.

Nero sighed heavily and looked up, his eyes narrowed as he pulled one headphone from his ear. "Why are you staring at me old man?" he demanded.

"Hmm?"

"You've been staring at me for the last fifteen minutes like you're thinking about something. I think if you try to think any harder you're going to sprain something." he jabbed.

"Well if you listen to that crap any louder you're going to deafen yourself."

Nero smirked. "Haven't you heard? If it's too loud, you're too old." he winked, luxuriating a bit at the surprised look on the other man's face for a split second.

"I am not old, I just don't think it's so smart to blow out your eardrums. Your loss, kid."

"I'm not going to blow out my eardrums." he muttered with a roll of his blue hues before turning them back towards the book resting on his lap. Dante looked over as the front doors of the shop opened revealing Lady as she walked right inside.

Nero waved his hand in greeting as he pulled his headphones off. The female devil hunter usually had a good reason when she showed up at the shop, and occasionally it was something fun.

"Hello boys." she smiled, adjusting Katalina Ann on her shoulder.

"Hey Lady, what brings you to my humble abode?" Dante asked, laying back in his chair.

She frowned and lightly sighed, as if being reminded of why she was here annoyed her. "I've been hunting a demon for the past week-"

"Oh-ho, so you need my help?" Dante guessed, rather arrogantly.

"No actually. I need Nero."

The young man frowned and quirked an eyebrow. "Just me? Why?"

"For some reason this demon has been targeting teenage boys."

"Succubus? Teenagers make easy prey for them." Dante commented.

"So it would appear, but while I'm not convinced I can't get any closer. I need Nero to go undercover and find the demon so I can take care of it."

The young slayer closed the book and set it aside so he could lean forward. "How deep undercover are we talking?"

"I want you to go to the school where the boys have been going."

Nero made a face. "I want to cut of the profit-a decent cut since I'm doing you a favor."

"Done."

The young man sighed. Damn, he was hoping Lady would say no to that. "…Fine. Where am I going?"

The woman smiled.

The next day Nero was standing outside of the city high school. His right arm was covered by a thick glove, hiding the demonic armor. Over that was a button down white shirt and on top of that was a black jacket with red along the edges, he wore a striped tie loosely around his neck and black pinstriped pants with shiny black shoes. He was here to find a demon…but he was basically fucked if he did. The school wouldn't let him have a letter opener-let alone his trusted gun or sword. He was as defenseless as the rest of the kids. Well…almost. He still had his arm, but that wasn't his weapon of choice, it was a definite part of his fighting style but it wasn't really one-hundred percent effective without something to back it up in a fight.

"Worst mission ever-EVER." he grumbled to himself adjusting his backpack full of real school supplies. He was here on the job-yes, but he couldn't afford to draw attention to himself. He had to fit in…which was probably the reason the girls had dyed his hair a neutral brown. They promised it was temporary and should wash out in two weeks. Hopefully he'd have the job done by then.

He looked up at the building. It looked more like a prison than a school with it's brick exterior, metal grates over the windows, three stories and the whole structure sprawled across the never ending blacktop. Only thing missing were the fences and guard towers.

There seemed to be strips of green between the front of the building and the parking lot but they were covered by people his age dressed almost identically to himself.

He carefully approached, sharp eyes taking in everything and perhaps trying to find an ally. He forgot how intimidating school was, and at least in Fortuna he had Kyrie-and occasionally Credo-to pal around with. Though their school was nothing like this.

Lady said there was a girl already here that might be able to help him, though she wasn't a demon hunter, she knew about devils and Lady had gotten in contact with her first. The girl said she hadn't seen anything strange, but was willing to help out the new guy in school.

He saw a girl with blue eyes and blonde hair look over, her eyes catching on him and a grin spreading across her face. She ran over dressed similarly to him only she wore a red and black skirt instead of pants. She stopped before him a beaming smile on her face.

"Are you Nero?" she asked, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Are you Patty?"

"You must be him."

"And you must be her. Nice to meet you."

She giggled. "Likewise."

"Okay, so, care to show me around?"

"Of course!" she grinned, slipping her arm through his making him lightly blush and scratch at his nose. Patty led him into the building.

The school looked even bigger on the inside-and even more like a prison. The walls were lined with lifeless gray lockers, posters proclaiming spirit week and the like trying to spruce the place up, but the other students didn't seem to like their colorful exclamations seeing as they were half hanging off the walls.

The halls were a streaming mass of red and black uniforms and Nero felt his lip curl in distaste as it reminded him of the Order, all their rules and uniforms.

"Well, this is King High. What do you think?" Patty smiled.

"I think…this is the worst mission ever."

Patty gave Nero directions on how he could find his own classes, the room numbers would start with a one on the first floor, a two for the second floor and three for the third level. His first class turned out to be on the third floor in the west wing so he bid the blonde girl a goodbye and set out on his way, for the most part ignoring the other students weaving his way though with the grace he'd picked up from years of fighting. Though he couldn't help it when a bigger boy stepped out in front of him his shoulder smacking into the beefier male's.

Nero ignored it with little more than an eye roll but gasped when he felt something grab the back of his blazer's collar, dragging him backwards like a rag doll.

"What's the big idea! ?"

Nero glared slightly. "There is no big idea, you stepped out in front of me-now let me go."

"Think you're tough shit pipsqueak? I could kick the tar out of you."

"…Excuse me?" he asked, eyebrows lifting. This guy was itching for a fight but by the time Nero was done he'd have no clue what hit him.

"I said I could beat you down like a dog."

"I don't think it's really acceptable to beat dogs. Now I need to go to class. If you want to settle this later I'd be more than willing to meet you after school and hand you your ass."

"And what's wrong with right now?" the boy asked, leering face inches from Nero's.

"It's my first day and I'd really like to make a good impression." he stated managing to wiggle free and start once again to his class.

"I'll meet you after school pipsqueak!" he heard shouted after him.

"Great, I've been here fifteen minutes and I've already made a friend…just great." he muttered.

And there you go! There's the first chapter of Teenager ;) Hope you guys like it and tune in for the next chapter! Until next time!

Ja ne!

~Bitbyboth December 9, 2010