A/N: Alright so, it's been a long time since I wrote a yaoi story. I promised myself that I would not dabble with Dante or Nero because I really like them in heterosexual relationship but I can't resist anymore. I have to write a yaoi involving Dante and Nero. Let me know if I should write more and I'll add another chapter. Enjoy!

The events that led Nero to stay at Dante's office were like the twists and turns of a labyrinth. A definite domino effect that neither hunter had had any real control over from the get go. Despite their best efforts to contain the situation from both of their ends, Dante's being in Capulet City and Nero's in Fortuna, it just seemed as if fate wanted them to have to work together on a twenty four hour, seven day a week basis.

Since at this point in his life Nero was living on his own still, another convoluted situation with Kyrie that he really didn't like to delve into, whereas Dante had a business that required his attention it was decided that Nero would crash at the shop at least until fate would let up a bit and the two hunters would stop needing each other's help on a regular basis.

Dante had already accepted that since, for however which way, Nero was a descendent of Sparda they probably would never be rid of one another. Nero had grown up an orphan, from the bits and pieces he had learned about Dante he had known that the old man had been as well, and he enjoyed having a home to go to with someone there on a regular basis, even if it was only temporary.

Sure there was Kyrie but she wasn't ready to move in or apparently continue their relationship past holding hands and kissing. Nero growled slightly readjusting his head phones. He cared for her, he always had, but had begun to question exactly what the nature of it was. There was a point that he felt he couldn't live without her but as of late his feelings had tempered and, sure, he missed her now that they weren't living close anymore but it wasn't anything that consumed him, he could get along without her.

The front doors swung open widely as Dante sauntered in with his arm hanging loosely around his latest catch. Nero's eyes did a quick scan of the woman he brought in; long brown hair, halter top, tattoos on one arm, short skirt, high boots with heels, long legs….he had to hand it to the old man, he certainly didn't have an issue picking up women when he set his mind to it.

"Hey kid!" He shouted seeing the headphones securely on Nero's head. The younger male tugged them down with his human hand and tucked his devil bringer into the sofa cushions to hide it from Dante's date.

"What old man?" He asked languidly. He knew what Dante was going to say, it was the same lecture every time but still he let him have his moment.

"You're sleeping down here tonight." Dante said as the girl sat on the side of his desk staring around her at the walls. Dante's various ornamental devil arms and skulls of demons were a bit overwhelming when someone first walked in.

"Yeah, yeah…what else is new?" He grumbled out placing his headphones back over his ears cranking the volume up even louder.

"What did he mean by that?" The woman asked curiously.

"Nothin' babe, the kids just got a bitchy attitude most of the time." Dante stated to clear the air. All he wanted was to get laid and not have to explain himself to some random chick. "But enough about him, this night's about us."

Nero's gaze snaked over the couple as his music blared into his eardrums. He rolled his eyes as Dante led the woman up the stairs and grabbed her rear with his hand. The younger male rolled his eyes knowing it would be long night and he just hoped that his battery didn't drain before the romp was done upstairs.

"You know what?!" Nero felt himself come back from deep sleep to abrupt consciousness making his head ache. "Screw you Tony!" Nero rubbed a hand down his face tiredly, every single time it seemed like it ended this way. He didn't understand what exactly it was that Dante said to the women he brought home or when exactly things would go south but it never failed.

"Come on." He heard Dante say from the top of the stairs. "You knew what this was about. Don't get all high and mighty on me."

"You're an asshole." The woman said clamoring down the stairs slightly disheveled. "And you're another one!" She pointed a finger at Nero who only raised a brow at her.

"Really?" He questioned, his tone mirroring how much he didn't care. Dante laughed from above him on the top step.

"Fuck you!" She yelled flipping them both off and stormed out of the office slamming the door in the process hard enough to shake the frame.

"Old man, you certainly have a way with women." Nero remarked pulling his headphones off of his head, his battery had in fact died at some point after he had fallen asleep.

"Yeah, well…kind'a always had rotten luck with women." He replied walking down the stairs. Nero ran his eyes over his business partner and shrugged.

"Don't seem to have a problem bringing them home." He stated.

"Problem's not gettin' them here." Dante said. "Problem's gettin' them to leave."

"You ever get tired from your…excursions?" Nero wondered with a smirk.

"What…sex?" He asked with a small breathy laugh. "Hell no." Dante paused for a moment before a mischievous light twinkled in his eyes. It wasn't lost on Nero, he had seen that glimmer before when Dante liked to pick on people and was he ever good at it. Nero sat up to rouse himself a little bit. He knew he had to be on top of his game for this, the old man's onslaught. "Which brings up an interesting point, how come you never pick up any chicks?"

"Because technically I'm still with Kyrie." He retorted as if it were obvious. "I'm not a cheater."

"But I mean, thought's must'a crossed your mind…just go down to the bar one night…strip club…" Dante continued on receiving a stern look from the younger hunter.

"Nope." He replied.

"Not once?"

"Not once."

"Ever?"

"Ever."

"Hmmm…well maybe I was wrong about you then kid."

"Wrong about what old man?" He asked reiterating the 'old' part.

"Just thinkn' is all." He stated leaning back in his chair somewhat with his hands behind his head. "Maybe you don't know how. Which I mean is fine, it is a learned skill."

"Is it?" Nero asked unable not to laugh a little. He liked Dante's arrogant attitude when he got into the mood. It was laid back and could be subtle, not generally but sometimes. It was a breath of fresh air for Nero after being raised in such a conservative environment. "Is it really?"

"Absolutely." He replied. "Come here, in front of my desk."

"Why?"

"Because I said so…" Dante stated. "And you should listen to the guy who's letting you stay at his place." Nero grumbled somewhat straightening out his sweatpants as he stood. He walked over to where Dante indicated and stood staring at him.

"What?"

"Alright so let's do a little exercise in picking up women."

"I really don't need a lesson in…"

"Nonsense! I'm happy to impart my knowledge on the younger generation."

"Oh shit." Nero swore under his breath. "Okay, fine."

"So, let's pretend that you're a random nobody that just come in from off the street." Dante began. "And I'm digging ya…"

"Whoa! Back that train right into whatever damn station it came from." Nero nearly shouted waving his human hand through the air for emphasis.

"Come on kid!" Dante said laughing. "It's a game!" Nero knew that Dante wouldn't let it go and would pester him incessantly until he relented anyways so he may as well play along and get it over with.

"Fine." He said grinding his teeth down to bite his tongue.

"Like I was saying, I'm into you…think you're attractive, wanna add you as another notch in my belt…"

"Get to the damn point." Nero hissed.

"So, I say to you, 'what's a good lookin' kid like you doin' in a neighborhood like this'." Dante said and waited for a response receiving a glare promising nothing short of death. "Well?"

"I need to use your phone, car broke down outside." He replied with an irritated sigh.

"Oh, that so?" He asked. "Sorry to hear that. Nearest shop's bout an hour away. They're gonna take some time to get here. Make yourself comfortable in the meantime" Nero remained silent staring at Dante. He was wondering where this little game was heading. "Now, let's pretend that some time's passed so I'd ask ya, 'Tell me somethin' darlin'…" Nero felt his blood begin to boil.

"I am not your anything even remotely what you just said to me." He quipped the light from his bringer glowing brightly at surge in emotion.

"Okay, sorry. Fair enough." Dante replied still playing. "I was just gonna ask if you got a girlfriend?"

"I thought this was supposed to be about hypothetically if a chick walked in?" Nero asked.

"Hmmm, boyfriend?" Dante asked a half smirk lifting the corner of his mouth.

"Damn it Dante, I'm done with this stupid game!" Nero yelled angrily.

"Huh…" He said simply. "You know what, I just figured out your problem kid."

"Is that so?" He ground out clenching his fists.

"Yup." The elder of the two replied. "You're not into girls, I don't think you've accepted that yet though or don't know."

"Fuck you." He retorted breathlessly. "I'm not into guys."

"It's not an insult Nero." Dante said amused. "Look, from the way I see it you've only been with one girl…which I know you never had sex with. On top of that, even if you haven't noticed but you damn better believe I have, you check me out."

"Bull shit."

"Not that I blame ya."

"I don't check you out, pervert."

"I am a sexy devil."

"You're like twenty years older than I am."

"I'll admit, I've been checking you out too and I like what I see." He said raking his eyes over Nero's body.

"Now you're just creeping me out."

"It's fine kid. I understand, it's confusing…scary even." Dante said. "But, I understand and I'm here for ya if you want any advice or experience." Nero stared at Dante shakily but it wasn't from anger. He didn't know. Had he really been checking the other male out?

Sure he looked at Dante, they lived together. It was hard not to keep an eye on Dante the way he sauntered around with his big mouth and at times ego. Nero wanted to make a witty remark, he wanted to swear a blue streak and punch Dante's daylights out but instead he stood in the spot on the floor frozen.

"Experience?" He finally managed out feeling his throat dry up. Dante smirked slightly and walked around the front of his desk resting his backside against it. Faster than Nero could react the elder hunter pulled him closer by the wrist taking his talons in his human hand and enclosed his fingers around them.

Nero didn't have time to sort anything out in his muddled mind as Dante brushed his bangs from his face and placed his lips against his. Nero's entire core became rigid as his eyes shot open. Everything in him told him to push Dante away, that this wasn't acceptable…it wasn't right.

This was freaking Dante! His business partner and roommate. They were related somehow for crying out loud. Despite his thoughts Nero felt himself still somewhat as a part of him gave in to the kiss and gently returned it. His stomach fluttered as he pressed his body closer to the other man, the clips and buckles on Dante's vest digging into the light fabric of the shirt he was wearing.

As soon as it had started Dante ended the kiss and gave Nero some space. His face was flushed with a deep red staining his cheeks. His lips had turned a bright red as well which left him looking flummoxed and damn near irresistible. Nero continued to stare at the elder hunter as that little smirk stayed in place. It was unlike any other look Dante had ever worn around him, it was sincere…the other man was letting Nero see a small glimmer of the person behind the impenetrable mask he wore.

Nero wasn't sure if Dante even realized it but he wanted to see more. He knew Dante as the son of Sparda, the devil hunter and odds job man, he knew his alias Tony was what he referred to himself as when he went out looking for women but he didn't really know Dante as a person.

"I thought you only picked up chicks." Nero said finding his voice again.

"Generally." Dante replied. "Nice to mix it up sometimes though. Keeps things interesting."

"So…you like both?" He asked curiously. "Women and…men?"

"I prefer women but I've been known to let off some frustration with another guy." Dante said.

"And you did that…for…what?"

"Because I wanted too."

"What if I didn't want you too?"

"I don't hear any real complaints."

"I hate you old man."

"Come on kid, that wasn't even convincing." Dante retorted smiling. "Normally you say it with feeling." Nero swallowed down the lump in his throat only making it tighter. "You wanna do it again?" He felt himself breathe heavily and despite himself gave a small nod. "Alright then Nero, you initiate this time. Let me see what you got…kid."

Nero closed his eyes and felt his mouth touch Dante's timidly. His lips were firm and slightly chapped but it wasn't unpleasant. It was different from kissing Kyrie that was for certain. She was soft and pliable whereas with Dante he could feel the small amount of give but for the most part his lips felt stronger in a way, not as squishy.

Being in such close proximity to the other male he breathed in his scent deeply again deciding that he enjoyed the masculinity of it that was specifically Dante but also had fond memories of Kyrie's femininity as well. He wrapped an arm around Dante's neck to draw him closer to him.

The elder hunter didn't object and wrapped his arms firmly around Nero's waist and ran his tongue along his bottom lip. He shuddered in his grasp not quite sure how to feel at that particular sensation. It felt nice to be held in muscular arms but he also liked to be the one holding someone smaller than him.

He met Dante's tongue with his own deepening the kiss and gasped slightly at the tenderness that the other demonstrated. Nero had thought for sure he was the type of guy to cram his tongue down someone's throat but it was soft, gentle…it was nice. Nero felt inexperienced compared to his partner but felt he still held his ground fairly well.

After a few more explorations of Dante's mouth and running his tongue over the other man's Nero broke the kiss. He let out a steady breath and shut his eyes as if to get his bearings.

"You okay kid?"

"Yup."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I'm…just…" He stammered off.

"Just what?" Dante asked encouraging him to continue. Nero reopened his eyes and knew why Dante had great luck bringing women home, the way his eyes gleamed and sparked with such depth…he was damn near irresistible.

"I think I like both too." He replied eliciting a full blown smile from the elder hunter before they both went back in for more.