For Now

Disclaimer: I do not own the name, characters, or weapons of Devil May cry.

Warning: This story will contain incest, language and gore, please do not read if you are offended by this.

Please keep in mind while reading that I have not played the fourth game so if something in this story relates to it, it is entirely unintentional. This is a definite sequel so for your benefit, please read "To See You" first. Other than that, please enjoy!

Chapter one: This Evening We'll Fight

Crash.

"GODAMNIT VERGIL, YOU NEVER TELL ME ANYTHING!"

"Perhaps that is because you never listen!"

Lady fired a missile into the roof, effectively grabbing the warring brother's attention. "BOYS! Knock it off!"

The two men sat, still glaring at one another. "I apologise Lady, it is completely inappropriate for us to argue when guests are over," Vergil broke the staring contest with his sibling to look at the angry woman. "But was there really no other way of getting our attention than blowing a hole in the roof?"

"Yeah, seriously." Dante spoke in a reasonable tone of voice but continued to look at Vergil as though he wished the other man would burst into flames. "It costs money to fix that shit- oh wait, Vergil's job can pay for ANYTHING we fucking need."

"Dante, if you were uncomfortable with me seeking employment then you should have spoken sooner. I thought that since your salary could hardly cover both of us and with my savings running low you would be pleased that I'd found a high paying job." Vergil spoke with an exhaustion that indicated this was not the first time they had had this conversation.

"I would've been fine with it if you'd just fucking told me-"

"I did, Dante. This habit of not paying attention to anything that concerns other people ceased to be cute when we hit puberty."

"Shut up!" The younger twin's eyes blazed. "Maybe I'd listen if you didn't pussy foot around everything before finally fucking saying it."

"ENOUGH, BOTH OF YOU!" Lady looked about ready to shoot them both and leave it at that, but managed to restrain herself. "How long have these fights been going on? You never used to be like this."

The two men shot each other a guilty stare. Arguments of this nature had been cropping up even before Vergil started looking for a job.

The first few months after Trish left their lives for good, everything had been bliss. The two brothers had worked together with Lady, fighting demons and collecting their bounty. After a while however, they began to argue. At first they were little things like, "clean up after you eat," or "we can't afford that," but soon, everything seemed to set them off. One of the main problems was money. No matter how much they tried to save, it always seemed to slip through their fingers. Then Vergil found out about the debt.

It turned out that Dante's exploits often cost more money than they earned causing the young man to borrow significant amounts of cash from the bank. This in itself shouldn't have sparked such a huge fight; after all, debt could be paid off if they worked together. It was that Vergil found out through an eviction notice in the mailbox when his brother had gone off with Lady somewhere. After that it was only a matter of time before he found the overdue bills hidden around the house.

That had led to their biggest fight yet; one that they were still recovering from. It spurred Vergil to get a job. A high paying office job as it turned out. Yes, it meant that he had to be around many humans he detested, interact with dull, stupid people, and have no time to go off with Dante and Lady, but he had pulled through it for Dante. Instead of being grateful however, the younger twin was mortified and upset. Another fight.

And now it was about Vergil's promotion.

"A few." Dante muttered.

The woman in front of them bit her lip and took a deep breath. "A few." She repeated. "Bullshit. Whatever. Sorry to cut this short boys, but I have a date. Can I count on you two to not Devil Trigger and kill each other before we hang out again?"

After receiving a quick nod, she winked at them. "Don't worry, you guys will bounce back. You always do." Then she was out the door and driving off.

Dante's eyes slid over to Vergil's. "A date, huh?"

The other man slid a finger absentmindedly down the table. "It has been a long time since you and I went out during the evening."

"And whose fault is that?"

The two were at the door in seconds. "Do you have the keys?" Vergil asked mildly, grabbing their swords.

"Who do you think you're talking to Verg?" Dante laughed, wrenching open the door.

Fights were one thing, but Lady was another. The two were willing to put their argument on hold if it meant looking after the only woman alive that they cared about. Before they jumped on the motorcycle Dante kissed Vergil on the cheek. "Sorry I'm such a bitch sometimes." He mumbled.

"And I'm sorry that I do not tell you as much as I should." The elder replied. "Would you like to drive?"

Dante's face split into a grin as he hopped on the bike, feeling his brother's strong arms encircling him. "Love you." The engine revved.

"I love you too." And they sped off after Lady having made up; if only temporarily.

Lady glanced at her watch as the waiter brought a menu. "Are you expecting someone Miss?"

She nodded, glancing out the window at an approaching figure. "Yes, he's coming now."

The twins watched Lady dine with a man who was obscured by one of the silk plants in the restaurant. They saw her smile and laugh, saw him brush something off of her cheek.

"This doesn't feel right. Something's wrong." Dante peered through the fake foliage at the man but was still unable to make out any defining features.

"Once again your powers of deduction never cease to amaze me." Vergil hissed back. "Can you not sense that? This is no date. She is hunting."

The younger swung around to face his older twin. "What? Why would she hunt without me?"

"Maybe because you have a tendency to destroy whatever structure we're in along with the demons. Hello Boys." The female voice was soft, but deadly.

"What the hell Lady?" Dante hissed through the plant. "Isn't your demon listening?"

"He went to the bathroom." She said sharply. "He'll be back in a sec."

"Can't you even give us the rundown?" The younger twin had set a whine in his voice that caused Vergil to squeeze his shoulder in warning.

"Fine. This guy has been causing a lot of deaths uptown. Stealthy though. I wouldn't have heard anything except that he's apparently taken down a few big names in society."

Dante whistled low. "Damn, bumping off the high class assholes. What's he got against slumming it? Demons usually go for the highest concentration of people. S'why downtown is so popular with them, what's different about this guy?"

"I don't know, I don't care." The plant rustled with her determination. "Either way, he's gonna die."

"Shh." Dante's head snapped over to Vergil and Lady went quiet. "He's gone. I can no longer sense him. Dante, do you feel anything?"

The younger twin furrowed his brow. "No... Shit, wait... Yes! Not him though. It's... they're-"

The rest of the restaurants patrons and staff morphed and twisted horrifically until their former shapes were unrecognisable.

"SHIT" all three voices sounded in unison and they dove out of the way of incoming demons. After that it was difficult to determine which weapon belonged to whom as they were almost passed between the three in a bloody waltz. Blood sprayed against the walls and sand hit the floor. Finally, all cadavers had fallen, and the devil twins, still back to back, looked at Lady before tearing out the door. All they saw were their motorcycles dismantled on the road and the headlights of a car in the distance. The man was gone.