Nero did one last check on the contents of his traveling bag before zipping it close, he has accepted a cross country job coutersy of Morrison. While Morrison didn't told Nero the exact details of his job, he mentioned the only thing he needs to do is to protect a group, in which he didn't told the name of it. Months passed when the Qlipoth fell, things has been quiet for Nero, apart from Nico getting drunk sometimes and the occasional visits from Lady and Mary. He enjoyed the moments he had with Kyrie with no demons to interrupt it.
"I think I'm all set now." Nero said, letting out a sigh. He didn't wanted to accept the job, but the pay that the client offered was staggering, the amount of money that was offered could let Nero give Kyrie a comfortable life, so he had to take it.
Yet there was something about the job that goes off on him, it felt like it wasn't a just a normal job he normally he take, the amount of money was offered to him seemed to be too huge for a simple job like protecting an individual, it's almost as if the client knew what happened at Red Grave City although it wouldn't be a surprise if everyone in the entire world knew about it, the massive size of Qlipoth would've been enough to send the entire world to a frenzy.
He shrugged off his thoughts, thinking that it was just baseless assumptions. Nero grabbed his bag and put it on his shoulders, as he walked to the door he took one last look of his garage before leaving.
Nico and Kyrie were outside, talking to each other while waiting for Nero to show up.
"So you and crew cut were together since kids? Ain't that lovely." Nico said.
"He didn't had it easy, always being picked on by the other kids." Kyrie replied, reminiscing memories.
"I think I know why he's so cold, must've been a ride for him. Although I can't really imagine the guy with that face being all nice and what not." Nico tried to imagine Nero if he was the complete opposite of his attitude.
Nero let out a sigh as he walked up to the two, "I have ears, you know." He spoke.
"Speakin' of the devil." Nico smirked, "Ready to go, crew cut?"
"Yeah. Just wait for me in the van, gotta talk to Kyrie for a minute, do me a favor and don't eavesdrop on us, okay?" Nero scolded.
Nico rolled her eyes, "Make it quick." She said before going inside the van, closing the door and rolling the windows up.
"Do you really need to go that far, Nero? I don't want you to force yourself to this." Kyrie said, sliding her arms around Nero's neck.
"It's okay, I'm doing it for you, Kyrie. With that kind of money, we could move somewhere that's nice and quiet. Somewhere we could settle down." Nero reassured, he gently placed her hands on her cheek.
"Settle down? You mean...as a family?" A blush spread across Kyrie's face.
"Yeah, no more jobs for me. Just you and I." Nero smiled sweetly.
"I...I like that, maybe we could make a farm, I always wanted to have one." Kyrie rests her head on Nero's chest.
"Anything you want, Kyrie. Wait for me, okay?" He whispered.
Both of them held each other tightly, they looked each other in the eye before slowly leaning for a kiss.
The kiss was simple yet sweet, filled with love and care. It lasted only for a minute before they broke away.
"Nero, take care." Kyrie said.
A small chuckle can be heard from Nero, "Don't worry, I will." Nero said, they both let go of each other as Nero opened the van's door. He went inside, throwing the bag at the back before taking a seat at the front.
"Took yer time." Nico said, starting up the van.
"It's like that when you have a girlfriend, Nico." Nero replied, smirking a bit before receiving a punch from Nico.
"Fuck you, asshole." Nico glared at him, Nero rolled down the window and looked outside.
"See you later, Kyrie." Nero waved with a smile, as the van started to move, Nero can see Kyrie's lips moving.
'I love you'
Nero's smile got wider as he blew a kiss to Kyrie, he sat back down and rolled the window up again. He placed his foot up and his arms behind his head, "So, did Morrison ever told you what country am I going to?"
"Nope, he never told me." Nico answered, she grabbed a cigarette and used her free hand to look for the lighter, Nero picked up the lighter that was on the floor and flicked it open, Nico leaned in on and light up her cigarette.
"Well this is gonna be a long job then, he never even told me when it'll be done." Nero replied.
"You think something's fishy?" Nico asked.
Nero shrugged, "The money, why would someone pay that much if it's just protecting someone. It's too much even for this kind of job."
"How much was it again? Quarter of a million?" Nico guessed.
"Somewhere along those and Morrison there's more to it, I got a feeling this isn't a normal job. Seriously who pays that much just to protect someone." Nero replied.
"There are people who are willing to pay that much, it wouldn't be much of a surprise, especially what happened in Red Grave City, the ol' demon tree can scare a lot of people, oh and before I forget, Morrison gave me something that'll help you on your trip to Japan, it's on the glove compartment." Nico said, briefly pointing at the compartment before she took whiff of her cigarette.
Nero opened the compartment, inside was a silver card with Japanese kajin written on it, a toon-ish drawing of a girl in blonde hair with a thumbs up sign, "And this is...?"
"I don't know, Morrison said that you were hired by a fellah by the name of Mari Ohara." Nico replied, glancing at the card. "Weird design though."
"Yeah, as if it was drawn by a kid. But whatever." Nero closed the compartment.
"Ohara...now that's a name I've heard before." Nico said.
"You know the client?" Nero replied, examining the card.
"No, the last name Ohara, that I know. Rich family, when I mean rich, they are fucking rich as hell. Owns a ton of businesses, all successful." Nico informed him.
Nero pocketed the card, "Now the question is, how the hell do they know a business like Devil May Cry? Were still practically non-existent to the world." He questioned.
"Through Morrison probably, there's a lot of things we don't know about the guy." Nico assumed. Indeed that the two barely know anything about Morrison, other than being Dante's contractor.
"Yeah..." Nero whispered, he pulled his hood on as he once again placed his hands behind him, "This is gonna be a long ride."
"Did he accepted, Morrison?" A young voice spoke through the phone, holding the phone was Morrison, the contractor for Devil May Cry.
"Reluctantly really, he was really thinking twice if he should leave his lady-friend, you know?" Morrison replied, "Seriously, you were the last person I ever thought calling me, and more so when you offered the kid that much money."
"As your friend values his girlfriend, I value my friends that much as well. Money wouldn't be a problem for me."
"You and your rich-ass family, say, how's your little group coming?" Morrison asked, "I'm dying to know if y'all saved your school."
"Zero applicants, but were making strides."
"Like that Muse group huh? It's gonna be hard knowing there's over five thousand other idol groups you have to knock down to be at the top. Muse had it easy, only a thousand at their times." Morrison said, his knowledge came from their occasional requests.
"I know that, Morrison, but we will save our school." Morrison can feel the determination and passion from the voice.
"And I know you will, you're a good kid. Hiring Nero to protect your friends from demons was a good choice." Morrison said.
"So his name is Nero, you said that he was involved with the demonic infestation in Red Grave City?"
"Involved? Sweetie, he was the one of the people who took down the Qlipoth from the surface, you can trust his strength." Morrison replied, remembering how the demon tree fell down.
"That's good to know...anyways, there's other matters I need to end to, goodbye, Morrison."
"Good luck, Mari."
With that Morrison hanged up, "And you're gonna need it if you ever want to befriend Nero." He spoke before lighting up a cigarette.
The van stopped at a large pier, boats were anchored near the docks as it was filled with people going about their daily business, some parts of the pier was concealed by walls and warehouses. "Were here." Nico announced, Nero took off his head and stood up before heading to the back to get his bag, "Before you go, I got something to show you." Nico said.
"What is it?" Nero pulled his hand away from his bag as Nico hopped over the counter, she crouched down and retrieved four Devil Breakers that looked identical to Overture, Gerbera, Punchline and Ragtime, "Devil Breakers? Nico, I have my arm back and those things breaks under a single use."
"I know that, dumbass, that's why I made them especially for this job. These things are top-notch, unlike the previous ones I created these things are hard as a devil's skull, they dont break in a single use like a normal Breaker, the engines are function to maintain while you dish out an ass-whooping, I put ma' heart and soul on these four Breakers so best you take care of them." Nico replied, placing the identical Overture against Nero's chest.
"If you say so then, I'll take- wait, there's a catch, isnt there?" Nero said, knowing Nico.
Though this time, Nico shook her head, "I'm feelin' generous today after a talk with Kyrie 'bout your past, went through a lot more shit than I thought. Just promise me you'll bring something back for me, hmkay?" She punched his shoulder in a joking manner.
A genuine smile spread across Nero's lips, "I will, thanks." He replied, he packed the Breakers in his bag before slimging the bag on his shoulder, Nero opened the door and began walking towards the pier, he stopped on his tracks and turned to the van.
"Hey Nico! Take care of Kyrie for me!" Nero yelled.
"I will, now get out there and kick some ass, dumbass!" Nico yelled back, she closed the door and started the van, not long after, she has left. Leaving Nero to his job.
Nero turned back to the pier, he took out the card and stared at it before noticing at the very bottom of the card, "LLSS-2...a lisence plate, I guess." He muttered. Taking note of the combination, Nero stepped down to the docks, the stench of raw fish was strong. He covered his nose as his eyes wondered around, ships and boats of different sizes can be seen as sailors carried luggages and boxes around, people can be seen fishing nearby ignoring the local bustle.
"Now where the hell is that ship." Nero said outloud, not once he even saw a combination similar to one he was looking for. The ships' hulls were clean from any kind of decoration.
He continued his search as people were scurrying around him, "Watch it!" Nero glared, a man bumped him. His eyes was drawn to the ground, it was a somewhat neatly folded paper, free from any dirt.
Nero crouched down and picked it up, "Hey buddy! You drop this!" Nero called out the man, noticing the paper, the man scurried over to Nero. Nero's eyes drawn to the paper, the intense shine of the sun illuminated something faintly, he raised it up on the sky, against the sun, it was the same code.
"Thank you si-" Nero pulled the paper away from the man.
"LLSS dash two, where is it?" Nero glared at the man, he assumed that the man knows about the ship.
The man's shook his head, "Please just give it to me, I know where it is." The man pleaded.
Nero stared at the man's eye then to his form, he had a large case with him, Nero assumes that the man was running away, the frantic tone of his voice and his unkempt hair seemed to support the idea. Nero then handed the paper back to the man, "F-follow me."
As if he has done it multiple times, the man guided Nero through the docks, taking turns and detours until they came across a large warehouse, "Were here, you have a copy of it?" The man asked.
Nero pulled out the card, the man's eyes widened, "S-so you're the one Madame Mari told us about."
"And what did she said about me?" Nero asked, raising an eyebrow, he took note of the name 'Mari' likely it was the client. They walked up to the entrance, it was guarded by two armed guards. The man showed his paper and so did Nero, flashing his card. One of the armed guard knocked on the door three times before it swung open.
"She said that...you've been in Red Grave City, where that giant tree sprouted from and those demons came out." The man replied, he shivered. "Those demons looked really scary."
"I have. Got to the top once, the scene was something else." Nero said in a sarcastic tone. He left out the part where he fought his father, people doesnt need to know that he's part of the Sparda bloodline.
They went inside of the warehouse, inside was a luxurious looking ship, albeit was small, it could fit only a dozen people in. The code LLSS-2 was written across the bulk of the ship, the ship had two decks, one for logging and the other for dining. The outer deck was filled with people, wearing buisness outfits like the man. "Huh, kinda small though but whatever." Nero said before he turned to the man, who was fumbling with his phone, "Say...why are you invited?" He asked.
The man visibly recoiled, nearly dropping his phone, "A-ah! B-because I am one of Madame Mari's advisors." The man answered.
"Advisors? What, like a buisness advisor?" Nero guessed, the man nodded. Nero shrugged as the two walked towards the ship and board it, Nero can feel the stares of other people from his back, it might've been his outfit. "Hey, I never got your name."
"Kimihito, you?" The man named Kimihito replied.
"Nero." Nero introduced himself casually to Kiminito. As the two entered the outer deck, a butler walked up to Nero and offered him to carry his bag and show him to his room, "Just show me where my room is. I can carry my bag."
"Well, looks like you have some things to settle, I'll see you later, Nero!" Kimihito waved as Nero gave him a two finger salute.
The butler nodded silently and made a sharp turn to the upper deck before briskly walking, Nero followed the butler as they entered the upper deck, the inside was lighten with chandeliers as the floor was carpeted. The walls were made out of oak wood as a soft sounding music played through some wall speakers. Nero suddenly felt out of place due to his clothes.
They walked across different rooms before stopping to a set of double doors, "As per, Miss Mari has generously given you the VIP room, inside you will find a small bell, if you need anything you only have to ring and a servant will come and tend to your needs." The butler explained.
Nero wordlessly nodded as he went inside, "Damn." He muttered as his eyes scanned the room. The room gave off a comfy vibe, a kingsize bed on the center, there was a window with the frames was wide, enough for someone to sit down and enjoy the view from the mirror, in front of the bed was a wide screen TV. There was a mini bar and a fridge at a corner. On the sides of the bed were two end tables, one of them had a laptop on top, it was open and Nero decided not to touch it, thinking that someone might have left it, despite the room being his.
"This Mari spared no expenses." Nero commented as he placed down his bag and sat on the bed, he rubbed the sheets before lying down.
The mattress was soft against his back, unlike back home, it was uneven although the warmth of Kyrie compensated it. A pang of loneliness hit him, he was going to miss Kyrie for the time being, he was so used being around him ever since he was little, her smile always made Nero's day a little brighter. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh, his mind began to flash memories of Red Grave City, reminding him of his heats.
Then the fight against his father, Vergil, flashed. Nero suddenly felt angry and at the same time sad, angry because he knew that Vergil didn't cared for him and yet Nero was able to find in his heart to forgive him. Sad because Vergil was the only thing that was close to family, his mother was still a mystery for him. Nero cursed himself for not asking Vergil who was his mother.
Slowly, Nero drifted away as he fell asleep. In the back of his mind and deep with in his heart, he felt...odd. He was sensing something from this trip.
And the way it felt, Nero didn't like it but he didn't hate it.
He internally shrugged, maybe it was for the best not to think of it. He thought.
Still, he couldn't ignore it. There was something big coming.
And Nero is in the middle of it.
Did not write for a long ass time and I didn't like my work at the first version, so the entire thing might be hard to read, see you all again, if I have the will to write a second chapter.
Omake: A Shared Dream
"Where...am I?"
"T-this place..."
"What are those soun-"
A gasp can be heard.
"S-stop fighting!"
She screamed yet they didn't listen.
"NO!"
Blood was spilled.
She wanted to cover her eyes.
What was happening?
Why is she seeing this?
Where is she?
Who are those people?
So many questions flooded her mind.
Then, she heard a scream.
A scream of anger- no, a scream filled with emotion, so full of it. As if, something was unlocked.
"FUCK YOU!"
Chika's eyes shot wide open and sat up from her bed quickly, she looked around and let out a sigh of relief, it was only a bad dream. She grabbed her cellphone and messaged her good friend, You Watanabe.
Had a scary dream last night - Chika
What about it? - You
Two people were fighting and one of them got stabbed in the chest, it was horrible! - Chika
Whoa, I saw that dream last night as well! - You
That surprised Chika a bit, maybe it was only by coincidence.
Did the one who got stabbed had short white hair? - Chika
Yeah, he had this huge swo- wait a minute, how did you know that? That's the same hair color as mine had! - You
You can't possibly dreamed of the same dream Chika had. She had one final thing.
Did the guy said...- Chika
Fuck you? - Chika/You.
Oh. My. God- You
Chika didn't had any breakfast that day.