A/N: I know you guys were all waiting impatiently for it! Probably not... seems like everyone's more excited about the neko!Nero story... but don't worry, I'm starting that one after I get this posted, personally I'm so excited to get into this, it'll be so kawaii!

Disclaimer: Is Nero Dante's kid? No. Ergo I don't own Devil May Cry.

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Nero remembered very little of his mother. What few memories he had were faint and foggy; there was one memory though that burned into his mind. One memory that he treasured; he couldn't have been more than three or so at the time and had managed to catch a harmless garder snake out in the yard and took it to show his mom, she had shrieked when she turned around and then put a hand to heart and said

"Jeez Nero, don't scare me like that!" She ruffled his hair, he remembered how important it had been to show her that snake, he'd caught it! She smiled and the small white haired boy felt intense pride in his catch.

"Snake momma! I catch!" She'd laughed and then the rest of the memory was blurry and unintelligible but the young boy often found himself thinking back on that moment. Sometimes with fondness, sometimes with wondering. Wondering of course what had happened to his mother, the orphanage said that she died in a tragic accident but hardly revealed anything, but no, that was one of the minor questions he had. What the preteen really wanted to know was why he was different, correction, how he was different. His mother had acted as though her son catching and killing a small animal was no big deal, maybe even a good thing. Why? What kind of mother did that?

The white haired boy sighed and rolled easily from the tree branch he was lounging in and fell at least fifteen feet before landing solidly on his feet. He knew he was different, everything from his snowy white hair to the rather unnatural strength he possessed, it was something the other boys at the orphanage didn't hesitate to point out. As a result Nero had become a bit of a lone wolf, often found listening to music on his own or wandering in the thin strip of woods behind the building. Sometimes he would do as he had in his memories and catch a small rabbit or snake or such, disgusted with himself and the sadistic side of his nature. He didn't want to hurt anyone, he always regretted killing the defenseless thing the moment it was over.

Blue eyes raked over the corpse at the base of the tree and the boy looked at his hands; one wrapped in bandages, the other free and dirtied with flecks of tree bark. Nero's right hand had started changing a little and in a way that was beginning to scare the young boy, originally he'd had a large scar-like birthmark that ran from the back of his hand to his elbow, but then his entire arm had begun to turn a sick looking grey, the flesh beginning to feel strange, bumpy.

"Nero!" The preteen nearly jumped out of his skin at the voice behind him. One of his few... well the white haired boy didn't exactly call him a friend but close enough, the other boy caught up, panting lightly.

"Ms. Kathy is looking for you, she says she has good news." Jamie grinned, showing off the gap in his teeth. Jamie was a shy boy that always tried to melt away in the background, key on the try, the boy was a solid head taller than the other kids his age and thin as a rake. Nero simply raised a brow and followed back toward the building, ignoring the taller boy's questions, Jamie just liked to ask them, it didn't matter if anyone answered him or not.

The orphanage was small and many would describe it and the elderly women who ran it as homey, Nero knew he had it better than many orphans but that didn't mean he was going to act all chummy with the people there. Jamie couldn't help but grin when he saw the red bricks, strangled with ivy and lichen, the gardens around the building bright and cheerful, it was almost lunch time and he wondered what they were eating today. Once inside, the taller boy bid Nero good luck and departed, probably headed to the cafeteria to help with the food. The preteen sighed once before opening the office doors and heading inside.

"Nero, glad Jamie found you." Ms. Kathy greeted him. Ms. Kathy was one of the younger managers, in her mid-fifties and a kind cherub woman.

"Was just out for a walk." the white haired boy muttered.

"There's nothing wrong with that." the woman chuckled, her green eyes crinkling when she smiled.

"So..." Nero shuffled uncomfortably "What did you want to tell me?"

"Nero." Ms. Kathy's countenance changed instantly, becoming stern and serious. "We always try to track down the family of the children here, being with family is important." The boy nodded, unsure of where the manager was going. "We finally managed to track down your father."

"What?" The words didn't register at first.

"Your father, you get to leave Nero." Ms. Kathy spoke slower, thinking that the preteen hadn't understood.

"Wait wait wait..." the white haired boy shook his hands in front of himself "Why are you sending me to him?"

"He's a living relative, it's required of us to give children to their families if they have them."

"He's never come looking for me, why do you think he wants me?!"

"Nero..." the woman sighed, some of her graying red hair shaking loose from its bun. "Just go pack your things."

"But..."

"Go."

-Family of Happenstance-

Dante wanted to collapse, today had been exhausting, it'd been one mission after another after another, he was working hard at trying to pay his debt off to Lady so the woman would stop pestering him and then maybe he could finally get his hands on that new guitar he'd always wanted because there was NO WAY he was going to be able to save up that much money without his leechy friend (if he wanted to call her that) finding it and taking it. Now Trish on the other hand, he didn't owe anything but she'd just take his money for kicks.

"Damn women..." he muttered, turning the corner to his shop.

There was a long awkward pause as the famed devil hunter just stared at the grouchy looking kid sitting on his doorstep and the kid glared murder back at him. Finally the kid snorted and rolled his eyes, shaking his hood covered head.

"What do you need kid? I don't have the money to buy cookies." the boy said nothing and simply pointedly held a letter in the half devil's direction. Raising an eyebrow the white haired man accepted the letter, opening it and scanning the contents... And then he read it again. And again. Just to be sure.

Nero wanted to laugh at the man's expression, he kept comically looking between Nero and the letter like the contents would change when he looked back.

"You're... you're my son?"

A/N: Yay! First chapter! I'm so excited :3 Sorry if you guys thought this would be the neko one, I swear, it'll be here soon!