Yeah, a Vergil/Dante fic for all you DMC yaoi lovers out there (I happen to be a huge one myself! Though this is the only DMC yaoi fic I have ever written) You may have seen this at the DMCYaoi community on LiveJournal Anyway, this is just an uber-short one-shot ficlet that I did for a friend. If you have seen the intro for DMC3 than this is based loosely on the fight between Dante and Vergil. This is kinda just my take on what happens after the camera cuts away >3There's nothing dirty P It's just a kiss And I welcome all flames directed towards my writing of this fic:D They make me giggle inside! Oh yeah and the title is based off of a song from DDR :shot:Owww.R+R please :3

Rain of Sorrow

Dante stared at Vergil as frigid rain poured from the despair drenched skies trickled secretly alongside his own tears. His brother's rage-filled blow had ripped Dante's sword from his grip and tore through Dante's flesh. Vergil only gazed coldly at his brother while his blade was sheathed comfortably in Dante's stomach. Dante's lungs struggled for air and his breaths came in long-drawn-out-rasps. The moment seemed eternal as the torn brothers only stared. Destroying the instant locked in time with a small smirk, Vergil swiftly ripped the steel from Dante, crimson showering forth.

Dante's body arched as he fell, like an angel from grace. His tears fell as well, through Vergil's betrayal. Dante did not know how long the darkness had taken him, but he awoke lying flat against the harsh and frigid stone of the platform, rain still pounding upon his failing body. He managed to move his hand but found the rest of his body paralyzed, in shock from lack of blood. His unfocused eyes peered through the blinding downpour to see Vergil walking away, holding both his sword and Yamato. He turned and thrust his own blade at him. Dante shuddered as the blade struck into the stone adjacent to his head. In a swift whisper of his cloak, Vergil was on one knee next to him, Yamato resting on Dante's throat. A few drops of blood seeped out and became a crimson rivulet, taken by the rain.

Dante sought for his voice and gasped seeking mercy of his brother,

"V-Vergil," Dante murmured as his brother's grip grew tighter on his sword. He pressed down and Dante grew rigid, he tightly shut his eyes as to prevent the escape of his tears. A part of the blade was impaled in his throat, though not enough to completely stop his breathing.

Quivering, Dante reached out a hand to touch his brother's, the skin was bitter and unkind against his own.

"Vergil…Don't you remember us…? We were together…" Dante coughed, the edge of the blade sinking deeper into his throat. He arched his neck to look to the sky. He then shut his eyes tightly, not attempting to conceal the tears that began to stream out.

"I love you Vergil…"

Vergil's expression softened, a look of sorrow coming over him. Then his eyes widened in revulsion as he looked down at the sword embedding itself in his twin. He immediately pulled Yamato out of Dante's throat and lifted his brother's body up to his.

"Dante," Vergil wept holding Dante's trembling body, "I'm so sorry."

"Vergil, we're together now, and we always will be…"

Vergil cupped Dante's chin in one hand and brought their mouths together as the rain fell around them like Devil's Tears.

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