For You

Nero Fanfic

Warning: This Fanfic is directed for Nero fangirls. If you don't like it, don't read it. When you see the blanks, fill in your name. Enjoy ladies and PLEASE leave me some feedback. Be nice, I'm a beginner.

Disclaimer: Nero belongs to Capcom

Part 1.

You find yourself walking down the lonely, dark streets of Fortuna. Deep down inside, you panic. You hated coming out at night but your grandmother really needed your help that day moving in the retirement home. "I never knew it would take this long. God, it's so late." You say to yourself, hastening your pace, eager to get home where you felt safe. In the distance, you see Fortuna Church, its lights shining out of its windows. You wondered why they were having service this late at night.

Down the street, you spot a black figure. You couldn't make out who it was so you crossed the street. The person noticed you and crossed the street as well. You looked back and saw a tall man in a dark hooded jacket following you. You started to walk a little quicker, glancing back again to see the man doing the same. You panicked and began to run. The man behind you did the same. A tear fell down your cheek, knowing what the man wanted from you… Your virginity and money. The chase continued for two more blocks. You inched closer to your house, but the man grabbed your arm and pulled you back against his body.

"You can make this easy… Or you can make this very hard." The man grunted in a low- pitched whisper in your ear, drawing a knife from his pocket and holding it to your neck.

Tears ran down your face as you whimpered. You didn't scream because you knew that if you did, it would be all over. The man pulled you to a nearby alley way, ripping your shirt from your body with his knife. He laughed in a sick, twisted delight as he did this.

"Please. No." You begged.

The man ignored you and unzipped his pants.

"Let her go!" A voice demanded.

You look down the alley and spot another figure. His right arm parted the darkness as he stomped forward. The man turned and drew his knife in a defending stance,

"Oh look, a little hero. Heh, make me, freak." He cackled, tossing the knife from his right hand to his left.

The younger man threw out his right arm and pinned the attempted rapist against the alley wall with some sort of magical force identical to his arm.

"Time to take out the trash." The younger man said.

The rapist screamed in fear and pain as he was tossed into the dumpster. He was knocked out cold, dropping his knife to the ground. Your eyes widen and you grab your tattered shirt and back up against the wall. The young man approaches you slowly,

"Are you alright?" He asks. You look at his arm and shudder with fright. He hides his right arm by putting it behind his back and outstretching his left hand,

"It's okay. Don't be afraid. I'm the good guy." He said softly, calming you down.

You look up and are dazed by his warm eyes, which was the only thing that you could make out because of the darkness. You hold your shirt up to your breasts and swallowed.

"Let me walk you home, okay?" He continued and helped you up from the ground.

He took his jacket off and threw it over your shoulders. It was warm and heavy, but smelled like your favorite cologne. "My hero." You thought and began to walk with him to your house. As you stepped out onto the streets, the streetlights shined on your hero. "He's gorgeous!" You thought, looking him up and down. You admired his firm, slim form and his soft, handsome face. His bouncy mane shined as the light hit. You arrive at your home a few minutes later; the walk was silent and pretty awkward. But you felt safe knowing that your knight in shining armor was with you. You unlocked your door and turned to face him.

"Thank you so much. You saved my life." You said, smiling. He smiled back. You loved his smile and practically everything about him, even though you don't know him at all.

"You're welcome. I'm glad I found you in time." He said, rubbing his nose. This action was cute to you and made you smile again.

"If you don't mind me asking, what's your name?"

"Nero. Yours?"

"Nero… I'm _." You say back.

He nodded and continued to hide his right arm from view the best he could. You completely forgot about it because you were lost in his eyes.

You stand behind your front door, blushing and hold his coat out, "Don't forget this." You smiled, trying to hide your blushing face.

He came toward you and grabbed the coat from your hands. He nodded in appreciation,

"Sleep well, _." He said, putting his coat around his shoulder and walking away.

The sound of his voice saying your name made you shiver with pleasure. You wanted him to say it over and over again.

"Will I see you again?" You ask. He stops and turns back, "Maybe." He smiles.

You nod and wave, glancing at his tight ass just once, then closing the door and leaning against it, sighing. You forgot about your encounter with the rapist because you just couldn't get Nero out of your mind. You slap yourself,

"You barely know him, stop acting like this." You say aloud. But you couldn't stop. He saved you AND he was hot! What more could you ask for?

You head to your room and dress in your pajamas. You throw yourself on your bed, wishing Nero was beside you. You sigh, annoyed and clench your pillow close to you, trying to forget his smile. You wonder if he feels the same way about you, but then you think that boys are a different species. You roll on your belly and tuck yourself under your blankets, thinking about finding a way to meet up with him again. You fall asleep stumbling over your thoughts. You dreamt about him that night; his glorious body, his warm touch. You find him atop a hill, standing bravely and looking toward you. You're running towards him as he stretches out his hand. You reach out, coming closer and closer to him until he vanishes into nothing. You wake up that morning, thinking about that dream, angry and distressed.

"Dammit!" You scream.

You make your way to your bathroom. You brush your teeth and take a shower, letting the warm water course down your body, imagining the feeling being Nero's caress. You feel in your spirit that he was the one that you want to lose it to. You wanted him, body and soul. It was torture. You were the type of girl who gets what she wants. You were tough, and willing to carry on with your business, letting no one stand in your way. But Nero, he was different. You had to have him. But you weren't about to go all "psycho bitch" about it. That wasn't your style.

After you got out of the shower, you got dressed in one of your cutest jogger outfits and did your hair. You ate breakfast and grabbed your mace spray, just in case, and stuffed it in your bag along with your iPod and headed out. It was a beautiful day to walk down to the park. It was a bit chilly though so you carried a small jogging jacket. As you arrived at the park, you plugged in your iPod and started to jog. The children on the playground caught your eye as you ran past, their horseplay amusing you. You spot fellow joggers running beside you with their dogs. You pass brisk walkers and enjoy the cool breeze flowing through your hair. Right when you get him off your mind, you spot him, sitting on a nearby park bench, watching the water's flow.

"Oh God!" You say to yourself and slowed down a bit, seeing if he'd recognize you. You try not to look at him, but it was really hard not to since he stood out from the rest of the civilians.

"_?" Nero says, getting your attention.

You smile inside, loving the fact that he recognized you and called out to you.

You stop and look, "Hi Nero." You greet him, walking toward his bench with a bright smile.

"You doin okay?" He spoke, pulling down his right sleeve over his arm and leaning his elbows on his knees. He glanced down at your boobs for a few seconds and quickly looked back up. You loved the attention and pretended like you didn't notice,

"I'm doing fine. I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you." You smile again, sitting next to him. He turns to you and grins. "Cool. I'm glad." You both stood silent for a few seconds. You broke the silence by giggling.

He begins to laugh with you, a small chuckle; the ones that guys usually do when breaking the awkwardness. You loved it.

"I never thought I'd see you again Mr. Hero." You say, crossing your legs.

"I told you we'd meet again."

"You said MAYBE." You corrected, nudging him a little.

"Yeah, I did." He chuckled again. You could tell he was a little shy around females by the way he spoke. He sounded more aggressive and manly when he was dealing with the rapist. You loved that tone. It drove you crazy with pleasure. But you loved how shy and adorable he was with you, almost saying that he was really into you.

You sat with him for hours and you two began to walk down the trail you normally jogged on. You felt yourself falling in love with him, hoping he was doing the same. You couldn't take the friendly talk anymore and got somewhat dirty,

"You know I think you're hot, right?" Nero turned his head and looked down in your eyes,

"Excuse me?" He said, raising an eyebrow,

"You heard me. I think you're hot."

You had the balls (metaphorically speaking) to stand up for what you wanted and what you wanted was him. Nero blushed and ran his left hand through his silvery locks,

"Uhh… kay?" he smiled. You saw his right hand flashing through his sleeve and giggled,

"You're just so adorable."

He turned a darker shade. "You're not bad lookin' yourself." He said. "But…" he began.

"But what?" you said, shocked inside.

"Please don't say I'm gay." You pray to yourself.

"Kyrie. I'm… She's…" He stuttered.

You put your finger on his mouth.

"Is she your girlfriend?" You ask in a depressed tone.

"Kinda… But we've run into a few problems and we've been separated for a while."

"So you're broken up then?"

"_..." He whines.

"You love her, don't you?" You throw questions at him.

"I don't wanna talk about it anymore." He said, his tone changing from the shy, adorable one, to the aggressive vibe.

You lay off the Kyrie talk for the rest of the day. "I knew someone as good lookin' as him wouldn't be single." You say to yourself. But what you want… you get…The sun began to set and the park was going to close.

You grabbed his hands, "Think about it. I would treat you better than she can." You winked. You kept your hand in his devil hand, feeling its warmth. It flashed again as you did this. He nodded and walked you home. As you walked home, you held his hand. He didn't seem to mind, for if he did, he would have told you to stop.

You approached your house, "Thanks for walking with me again." You say, looking into his warm, blue eyes. "No prob…" He started but was interrupted by a forced hug and kiss.

"Mmmmm." He uttered in pleasure as you kept your lips against his. The taste of his lips made you go crazy and his moan made you tremble.

If only you could slip your tongue in just this once… but he pulled away before you could. His eyes widened and he swallowed. You kept your arms to his hard chest, feeling his heart beat harder and faster. He was nervous. And so were you.

"Goodnight." He says finally, staring deeply in your eyes. He clenched you close again, hugging you tightly.

"Goodnight." You say back and he lets you go. You enter your house and peek out the window. Nero stands there looking at your door, contemplating on knocking. But he turns and walks home, slower than usual.