Vergil woke up to the sound of singing, and to his surprise it was not the sound of Dante screeching like a hyena but of the songstress known as Kyrie.
"A lovely voice. . ." Vergil thought to himself before grabbing one of Dante's shirt out of the drawer closest to him, covering the faded scars on his muscular body.
The smell of cooked eggs, bacon, and beans hit the blue devil's nose as he climbed down the stairs, the scent growing stronger as he made his way into the kitchen. A small smile formed on his lips as he found Nero sitting down, smiling away as he listened to his lover's hypnotising voice, nodding quietly to his father who nodded in delight, not saying anything as they both listened to the songstress.
Kyrie finished her song with a soft high note, earning her a small clap from Vergil, who poured himself a fresh cup of coffee afterwards.
"You have such a wonderful voice Kyrie. A wonderful sound to wake up to." Vergil quietly said, passing over the pot of coffee to his son.
"Oh thank you, I hope I wasn't too loud." The songstress said before passing three plates of breakfast out, then sitting herself down next to her beloved.
"Not at all. . . I find it much more relaxing than hearing my brother's screeching as if he was a dying hyena."
Nero almost choked on his coffee, trying to contain the laughter from within him. Managing to prevent himself from spitting his beverage, he swallowed and coughed a little before a small giggle emerged from Kyrie.
"Speaking of Dante, I assume he and Trish have left early for their cruise?" Nero asked before starting to eat his breakfast.
Vergil then responded to his son. "Indeed. Two weeks without them, meaning we get some peace and quiet while looking after the shop. Lady will be taking charge of the calls so they'll contact her instead, and if she requires our assistance then we'll provide backup."
"I'm gonna assume we'll get a share of the cash, depending if we're needed?" The young devil asked, his father nodding quietly as he ate his food.
"How about we check out the indian buffet place tonight? My treat for us." Vergil happily said before standing up, running his hand through his hair.
"Yeah I'm down for that, you wanna see who can eat the most?" Nero grinned.
"You're in your twenties, yet you still act like a child. . ."
"Don't forget, I'm your child pop!"
Kyrie giggled at the duo's bickering. She couldn't help but feel happy for Nero finally meeting his father many months ago.
Meanwhile in Lady's apartment, she was already up and fully dressed, polishing her pistols whilst listening to the radio. Music was her escape from the stress of being a demon hunter, she could listen to Pavarotti one minute, then Marylin Manson the next. Suddenly her cell phone began to ring, the first call of the day.
"Devil May Cry?" Lady spoke in a professional tone.
"Lady it's Morrison. A client has asked us to investigate the Albert Manor, just outside of town. Supposedly the place itself has been abandoned for over thirteen years, but the client claims she's heard screaming, weird chanting etc."
Lady's face perked up, this mission could be fun for her.
"It either sounds like cultists or demons. . . Either way you have my undivided attention M." The huntress could not help but feel excited, a solo mission without any interferance.
"That's great. Our client is paying us very handsomly, so whether you require backup or not, the pay is still very high." Morrison on the other line sparked up a cigar, usually to calm the excitement within him.
"Far as I'm concerned, I don't need backup. Better to do this alone without someone like Vergil basking in the glory for this matter." Despite Vergil returning with good intentions, Lady still did not trust him enough to partake in missions unless Dante was with both of them.
"Alright. We'll rendevous outside of the manor gates, then I'll let you take it from there."
"I'll be ready soon, just gonna gear up then I'll get going, see you soon M!" Lady quickly hung up the phone, then proceeded to open a large cabinet which stored her beloved weapon, the Kalina Ann.
Meanwhile on the cruise ship known as the Phantasma. . .
Dante and Trish were quietly walking down a long corridor in search of their room within the ship. The sounds of their footsteps were muffled by the extravagant purple and gold carpet that lay before them. The lightning witch's face lit up as she found the room number, swiping the keycard to unlock the door and entering.
Dante whistled in awe of the luxurious cabin as he walked in. It's contents consisted of a queen sized bed, a seventy inch plasma TV, an en-suite walk in shower, and a balcony with a table and two chairs so they can sit outside and enjoy the view.
"Woo, now this is what I call luxury! Good views, plenty of drinks and food, and I got my one and only babe to share the experience with!" Dante said as he placed the suitcases down and walked up to Trish before wrapping his arms around her waist.
"I told you that this was a great idea Dante. We owe it to ourselves after all the tough missions lately." Trish happily said before kissing Dante's soft lips, and he was eager to return the favor.
"Before we get distracted. . . Can we please grab some coffee? I'm gonna need all the energy I can get if we're getting frisky." Trish quietly whispered as Dante's hands firmly grabbed her bottom, which made her squeal with delight.
The red devil removed his hands off of her butt, smiling brightly at his lover.
"Sure Trish. By the end of the two weeks, you'll need to drink all the coffee on this boat to recover." He chuckled whilst winking at her, the demon lady laughing in response.
