Same poles of magnet
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By Kasumi Misuto
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I don't own any parts about DmC (the game or the anime) yet *kicked*
Sorry, just kidding…
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Sparda just looked at two little rascals *his courtesy* in their unusual behavior. The name of the day was Sunday. He looked a little worried because it was so unusual to see them in their 'friendly mode'. The one with red T-shirt was playing with his homework book. The other one with blue T-shirt was doing his homework with his usual serious face.
He expected the red one named Dante to came beside his brother's side and throw some tantrums. And as the end of the expectation, there would be 'the third world war' in his backyard.
But it never happens in that day. He just got back to his newspaper. That morning was a gift. He sat on his favorite chair, reading his newspaper, a warm smell from his wife's tea and looking at those children from his room.
Now, it's time to go back with his 'gift'. Although it was so unusual, *he got used to run over those two when the 'war' would began and had to give them some 'sweet' words and don't forget for the punishment* he must say his thanks to the God.
The red one looked so serious. In his eyes, Dante in serious mode is so worrying. He tried to read Dante's lip from his room. He talked (alone) about some physic lesson. He inhaled some happy breath. Now he can focus and no warning about a 'war'.
Let's see what those twins are doing….
"Magnet has two different poles. The one named 'north' and the other named 'south'. Ne, why the names are like that?" asked Dante with his curiosity face. Vergil shrugged. Oh this devil….
"Maybe it was a fate for them?"
"What? Fate?"
"Yeah. Now go back with your book and don't bother me again."
"Tsumetai ne…." said Dante with his boring expression. He wondered, why the names are north and south, are some those scientist didn't have any creative ideas? *Author's note: tsumetai ne… = so cold*
He continued to read the rest. Is that really because something called as fate? Maybe he can find some clue. From beginning of the class, he wondered why people (students) must learn about physic. Are they really counting how many speeds they know when a kite was fall from the sky?
He looked so curious when some sentence said about 'same'.
'Part of different pole can pull each other. But when the same ones were closed, they can separate each other.'
"Hey, Nii. Do you believe in fate?" *author's note: I used Nii because they just elementary school brats. The true sentence is Niisan or Aniki or big brother in English*
"What do you mean? And don't ask something weird!"
"You always think about something negative when it related to me."
"The chance about something positive in you is almost zero."
"So mean."
Sparda looked at them with some warning looks. He readied himself when the war about to begin.
"You said about the north and south are one of fates. In this book, there is this sentence,: 'Part of different pole can pull each other. But when the same ones were closed, they can separate each other.'"
"So?"
"Are we going to separating ourselves like this magnet? Or like these poles?" said Dante. He opened his book and showed his twin about the words.
"The same ones? Hey, we still have some differences!"
"B-but, but, people always say that we're same."
Same? Vergil tried to analyze the word. He, the genius one (of course Dante is as genius as him when he want to study or just read the book of lessons) with this red devil from hell? He, with his discipline habit and Dante, with his brute and annoying habit, same?
Oh God.
"I never want to be your twin anyway…"
Dante closed his book. Sparda tried to stand from his chair before Dante and Vergil punching each other. He must stop this Dante from any provocation.
But when he reached the door, a little red figure passed by his side. He looked at the figure, tried to make sure that this one is Dante. Before he reached this little figure, Eva came from the kitchen and placed some kiss on Dante's cheek.
No response…
No tackle or some running inside the kitchen and tried to grab the dessert.
Oh
My
God
This is bad.
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Eva glared at Sparda. Tried to make him spill out anything that make her little angels like this. But it was no angels. Just an angel this time. Yeah, with her mother institution, she can tell that there is something wrong about her Dante.
"Alright. I didn't do anything to those two. I just came from my room and found out Dante with his unusual habit."
When the parents were arguing, Vergil saw Dante sliding down from his chair and walking backs to his (their) room.
They have one room with two beds in one place (by the way, Dante got the upper part). He opened the door and found some weird 'creature' behind the blanket. He knew it's Dante who tried to hiding from anyone in this world.
"So, is that because the sentence I said to you?"
No answer, but Vergil expected it. He snuggled inside the blanket and saw an upset Dante inside. He chuckled.
"What a pain you are."
Dante jumped. He hides his face by looking at other direction. But Vergil knew that this annoying brother of his is always like this. Behind his rude or open up characteristic, Dante is like this.
"You're going to let go the dessert anyway. Or, are you trying to be nice for me to make eat all the dessert by myself? How nice you are."
"N-no!"
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Some years later….
He sighed. How many years had passed since that 'magnet' incident? Now he must clarify it in front of Dante. He looked at someone with his annoying looks. C'mon! We're high school students now!
But the red Devil never knew that there will be someone with his two demon horns *it's just an idiom in my country anyway ^_^b* in front of his face. Maybe a punch was great after all. He hates those lectures from his older twin. He tried to take the dorms just to stay away from his annoying family members.
'Hey, how about Dante?'
'What? He can look after his life anyway. After all, I can see my younger self when I see him.'
'Sparda! I'm here to talk about how his behavior. How's his life when he must alone in his room, no one can protect him, and from beginning I'm worried when he lost from other kids, and also bullying!'
'Dante? Bullying? Never.'
'But, how if there are some bad guys…..'
'Eva, my darling. He can take care of himself. I'm just wondering how he can be a nice guy by learning in the wild nature.'
'Wild nature.'
Those conversations were ringing inside his head. Now, as the result of those conversations. They asked Vergil to 'watch him out'. As the meaning is…
"Do you remember about my promise some months ago?"
"If your meaning is something about you who tried to protect and give me many lectures, yes. I think you must focus in your study."
"I never have any problem about you around my study."
"Nah, are you sure? How about when one of your regular team asked about someone in red shirt two days ago?"
"What's your intention?"
"I'm talking about my influence. So, I think the one who must make mother proud is you. And as the result, I take father."
"Your talk is weird."
"You said it before. 'The chance about something positive in you is almost zero'."
"You remember it clearly," said Vergil. Although his bad habit was the 'bad' side of him, Dante wasn't an idiot in his class. He can remember what the teacher said and never read the book when the exam came.
He just listening to the summaries and never repeats those summaries in his room. What a genius!
But his bad side was really annoying as hell.
Vergil was walking around the school and found out his twin with his five classmates. The difference was Dante with his standing position and his classmates were lying on the grass. Now, with that evidence he can accuse his twin.
When he wanted to say more, the bell was ringing. Dante put his hand on his shoulder and smirked.
"Good luck with the basketball and the chick anyway."
Vergil rotated his body and Dante was disappeared behind the trees. He bet that red devil was trying to skip the class. He looked at his draft inside his phone. One of the drafts was full about Dante's class schedule.
Oh, today's the bad lesson for his twin.
He flopped down his hand phone and walked to his own class. The class was on third floor. So he can see that red devil who sleeping on the trees. This guy is pain in the ass for him. When he tried to figure anything about Dante, the result was zero.
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Flashback on
"So, this sulky expression was because the same and the twin?" said Vergil with his dessert on his palm. Dante ate his dessert mercilessly.
"Sulky?"
"Ah, forget it."
But Dante knew what Vergil means.
"People said that we're same. You said that the poles are fates."
Again with some weird sentences. Do you want to be a philosopher someday, Dante?
But he knew what his twin mean.
"How about the different poles? You can pull and stay close each other. Both of you are same in other eyes. But in my eyes, both of you are different. So, with those differences, both of you can stay close and keep each other from any dangerous things."
They looked up and saw Eva with her angelic smile. She grabbed them and tucked both of them in her bed. Some stories made those children smiling.
"There you are. Father expected you to be the guardian for your younger brother, Vergil. But for Dante, you must protect your elder brother by other way."
"Other way?"
"You're older than Dante. You're the Niisan. But father said that position was for Dante. But in the end, mother believes that you will protect Dante with your own way."
Flashback off
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With other way, huh?
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He noticed Dante sliding down from the tree. His observer eyes kept looking at that red devil's back. Maybe to his class? Or he just walking around the school's let house and feed some cats which live around there. *Vergil just holding back his laugh when he remember that 'accident' *
The class was over. He looked around the garden with his obsidian eyes. But his 'twin connection' (he never want to say it out loud) said that Dante was inside the storehouse. He gritted his teeth when some smokes risen up from the ventilation.
That brat!
He knew that Dante would be one of the contestants in high school tournament. The sport is sprinting. Now he 'saw' Dante with his cigarette. Is he wanted to risk his lung and his tournament?
'You're older than Dante. You're the Niisan.'
Okay! I'm the Niisan!
But their 'time' was too short to be called as Niisan and Otouto *author's note: otouto: little brother*.
Not wasting his time, he ran to his twin direction. No matter what about the skipping class. His scholarship could wait. Dante also have it but say thanks to his intelligence.
He found his brother inside the store house. Some smoke risen up from his mouth. With some rage, Vergil grabbed the cigarette and threw it outside.
"Wh-w"
But the fortune goddess wasn't in their side that time. A teacher was walking around the garden and found the cigarette. With one swift motion, Dante grabbed Vergil's arm and throw his body and Vergil's inside one of many cupboard inside the storehouse.
Dante closed Vergil's mouth. In some seconds needed, a voice appeared.
"Who's the smoker in here?!"
No answer. Vergil tried to bite his twin's hand but for some reason, he let Dante took and did anything necessary.
"No one? I'm wondering who was skipping class and smoking in here. Ojii-san, would you mind to lock this room?" *Ojii-san: an honorific call for people around your gramps's age. But in daily lives, Japanese people said 'Jiisan'*
"Yes."
The twin didn't know this conversation. When the steps were gone, they separated each other and walked out from the cupboard.
"Phew! That was close!"
"Close?! You're the one to talk. You grabbed me in your trouble."
"What? You don't wanna?" said Dante with his teasing mode. Vergil looked at the door and walked away. "Let me make this clear. This is out of my boundaries. From now on, I don't want to look after you!"
What a harsh words. Although it just for Dante.
"Tsumetai na…"
But Vergil couldn't feel some other hidden expression inside his twin. In this time, the connection was broken for some times. Dante sighed, why was so hurt in here? Is this because the words? But he never felt anything hurt from his twin's words. He clutched his left chest, it wasn't right this time. Maybe the cause wasn't the….
And everything gone black for him…
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A faint thud was heard when Vergil clicked the door's handle. No doubt, the door was locked and the thud maybe from Dante's 'creative' move around the unused chairs behind him. When he looked around, no red devil who playing around the chairs, no teasing smirks in victory expression for his misery (he skipping the class!).
Only his twin who looked in pain in there. He fainted but some pained trace was clear on his face. One hand clutched his left chest, one splayed on the floor. He ran to Dante and risen up his upper part. Some pats on his cheek were useless. Some calls never get the answer.
No,
Dante's never playing dead.
No,
This is bad.
Maybe because that?
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Flashback on
Dante ran as fast as he can to get his parents. His twin's behavior wasn't right that time. Vergil, his twin, never playing dead (as long as Dante knew).
But with Vergil on his back, this ten years old child's move was limited. He reached the house and walked (ran) inside. His face was contorted in fears.
Verge, please be alright!
Eva ran around her children and asked Sparda to call their doctor. She said something about genetic and anything. Dante sat on the floor and threw up some of his breakfast. Ran around in full speed was bad!
The doctor came and examined Vergil. He said about collapsed lung and Vergil would get twice. But the cooling fact was it only came twice in his lives.
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Flashback off
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He heard the stories from Dante's sad expression. It was so funny to look at the red devil Dante with his full of tears eyes.
He laid Dante carefully and knocking furiously at the door. Some voices was heard, he guessed it was from his classmate.
"Vergil?! What on earth are you doing inside this storehouse?! And what the hell the locking door?!"
"Please! Call the gardener! Dante is…"
Vergil didn't know how to describe this feeling. Mother said that Dante's expression was like this when he got what Dante's got. But, it didn't matter now. Although this is 'normal' (they got the hereditary from mother's gramps), he was really so worried about his twin.
Some minutes in anxiety, he got a loud sound from the door. When it's opened, a harsh girl was in front of his face with her wrench. Vergil knew her as Dante's secret admirer, Lady.
"What happened with that punk?! Are both of you punching each other and Dante's the loser?!" said Lady with her mocking tones. But at the end, she ran her hand around Dante's shirt and unbuttoned Dante's two upper buttons on his shirt.
"What are you doing?"
"Dante told me about your collapsed lungs. He said about 'different' if he didn't get the disease. He looked in delightful mode. Geez, he was so difficult to read in his philosopher mode. And after that cocky attitude, he got the 'curse'."
Some old memories walked around Vergil's head. Oh, this red devil was so nice in 'memories'.
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Dante opened his eyes and tried to adjust the light around his surroundings. The only thing which made him flinch was someone in his side. White hair as his and same contour of face. No doubt, this is Vergil. He smirked and could not hold his laughter. The results were some headache and disorientation inside his head.
He remembered this scene. In his tenth years old, Vergil's position was his and that expression was his too.
Now, are they same like those poles?
Whew, he got what Vergil got. A pure white pipe on his chest, some medicine smells and some uncomfortable feeling inside his body.
"Feeling better?" said Vergil with his concerned face. The light on his head made him looked like an angel.
Angel?
Maybe death angel?
Aw, forget it.
Dante raised his left eyebrow. And two seconds later, his eyes bulged out. Vergil felt 'a little' annoyed by Dante's expression.
"What's with that face?!"
"The angel is sulking now."
"Angel?"
"Say thanks to the bulb on your head and your concerned face, Bro," said Dante with his laid back behavior. Vergil looked up. Oh, the lamp huh? He sighed and went back to the reality.
"What?!"
"You know what I mean."
"Dante, now I'm serious. Do you feel anything weird?"
"Yeah, of course. I say again, your angelic face is really something."
"Whatever. When I was like this, I felt weak and no strength in me."
"Nah, I'm okay."
Glad to hear that, Dante.
But Vergil never admitted out loud. He examined the sleeping Dante. Maybe this red devil's feeling was same like him.
At the end, he promised himself to do what he must do. No matter and don't give any shit about fate and same poles of some stupid magnet….
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Owari
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Author's note:
Duh, this is my first English DmC fanfiction. I never write about this game or anime's fanfiction. So, forgive me for the OOC'ness in here. My guide is only the Devil may cry anime who got recommended by my best friend.
Say thanks to my stressed mode. My roommate was in her 'angry' mode and tomorrow is the deadline of my entire college projects. *I think I will stay on till the morning come just to do my homework*
So, would you mind to give some reviews for this fanfiction?