Warnings: AU/ MalexMale pairing/ Language/ Yaoi content in later chapters/ Some violence (mainly towards demons.. no worries)
Disclaimer: I do not own Devil May Cry, the story or it's characters. I do not make any money from this story.
Beta: Currently un-beta'd so please excuse any mistakes, I do triple check my work to minimize mistakes, but I am only human...
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Valenwind - Thank you for the alert! Here's the next part for you!
SirenaLorely - That is what I was thinking when I began writing it, so many stories (well written and brilliant don't get me wrong) about Nero pining over Dante so I thought I would shake it up a bit. Thank you for keeping an eye on the grammar, it's not my strong point haha.
bitbyboth - How long I wonder... hmmm ;)
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ladysubaru83 - No no, that is the only spoiler I'll give away, no crazy "omg lets go kill Kyrie" haha... I do dislike her, however I'm not that evil... mostly
Hey It's Mel Mel - IT is pretty sad, I think we've all been there where the guy/gal you like is off with someone else *sad face* I also dislike her, GREATLY... Sickly sweet smiling . I am not as fast as a cheetah, however I am uploading now :) hope you like it! And to be honest, Dante does come across as the sulking type doesn't he? Thank you, the only slave like thing I would ask of you is to read and review... which you're already doing excellently!
Chapter Two – Say Goodnight
Nero stood and watched him leave, he wanted to know if they would ever see each other again. Nero hoped that he would say yes, it's not every day you meet another hybrid like him, he wanted answers about what he was, who he was. But he just strolled off into the distance with that stupid smug look on his face no doubt. He hated how care free Dante could be, he had it fine back where he lived. He lived in a big city where people were more tolerant to how people looked or acted, but here in Fortuna you were constantly judged for you looked, how you acted, or where you came from. Dante could just walk away from this place and go back to living his life in peace without fear of persecution from anybody, but Nero was trapped in Fortuna. Though Nero was now surely a hero in Fortuna, he did after all save them all from the Saviour and kill the remaining demons, and he had Kyrie. But the people in Fortuna had tiny minds, frightened of that which they didn't understand, and when they looked at Nero all they see is his devil arm. No matter how many times he could save them from pain or death, they would forever see a demon and not a hero.
Finally the streets of Fortuna became still as the night crept in, parents tucked their children into bed knowing that they would be safe and lovers comforted each other in the touch of each others bodies. Kyrie and Nero, however sat in her apartment on the sofa just talking about what had happened that day. She told him that she understood why he hid his arm and how it must've hurt him having to hide, but when he asked her whether or not he should keep the sling on she simply told him that 'some people' may not be ready for that just yet. Nero wasn't stupid, he knew what she meant by 'some people' he knew that she was still afraid of that arm, and what it stood for.
The midnight bell tolled through Fortuna and both Kyrie and Nero knew it was time to turn in for the night, and the awkward question of where Nero was to sleep was raised. Kyrie stood and looked straight at Nero and smiled before walking into her room, he started to follow her in when she appeared at her door again with a pillow and blanket in her hands.
"I thought it would be harsh to let you sleep on the sofa without anything to keep you warm, so I brought you these."She smiled and handed him the items, Nero took them gratefully and placed them on his make shift bed.
"Goodnight Nero, I'll wake you in the morning." She gave him a kiss on the cheek before returning herself to her room, if he hadn't have been listening so intently he wouldn't of heard the small click of the lock on her door. That told Nero everything he needed to know about Kyrie, though she said that she accepted him and even said that she loved him, but when it comes down to it she doesn't want to share a bed with him and what's more she even locks her door at night, frightful of him.
"Tch, what am I doing? I'm sleeping on the sofa, and she locked her door! After everything that happened today, I get to sleep on the sofa. Lucky me." Nero muttered to himself as he paced the room before finally sitting on the windowsill and looking out to the city.
Looking out over Fortuna at this time of night you would've thought it was a ghost town, abandoned years ago because no one would be on the streets. It was as if there was an unwritten curfew, everybody went in doors when the sunset and didn't come out until the sun had touched the very far edge of the city. For the people of Fortuna were not stupid and they knew that it's not the dark they need to be afraid of, just the creatures that reside in the safety of nightfall. Nero sat by the window and just stared out into nothingness, his life had changed now and there was no way to go back, the whole city would know about his arm by now and when tomorrow comes everybody will surely turn against him. Though Kyrie says she would stand by his side, it wouldn't be too long until they convinced her that he was evil through and through.
"Well what the fuck am I meant to do?"
He leant his head against the window pane, the glass cooling his frustration. He had two very simple choices, he could stay in Fortuna with Kyrie and maybe their relationship would progress further, but she didn just make him sleep on the sofa and lock her bedroom door after everything he went through today to rescue her. And on top of that, the whole city now knew about his arm so they won't be the most accepting people and would most likely want him out of town or dead (most likely the latter.) His second choice, and it was a second choice, was to leave Fortuna with nothing and try to start a new life where people didn't pry into his business. That choice however also came with its downsides, if he left Fortuna he really would have nothing. He had no real money or anything of real value, apart from Blue Rose and Red Queen and he sure as hell was not going to part with them. Nero's life was in Fortuna, he had known nothing else, he never known his real family or anybody that had ever left Fortuna.
"Oh well, just excellent." Nero bashed his head off of the window, then immediately regretted it, he rubbed his head as he tried to think. And it came to him like a flash of light.
Dante.
The only person he knew outside of Fortuna was Dante, if he left he could go see Dante and maybe he could help him get on his feet and point him in the right direction, or maybe Dante will let him stay for a while and let him go on jobs with him.
"That's it!" He paused, "Ah shit..."
Something clicked, when Dante turned to leave he didn't tell him where he lived, or even if he was going there. How was Nero supposed to find a guy who likes to disappear all the time? He started to pace the floor and think of what to do, before finally lying down on the sofa and admitting defeat. Tomorrow Nero would leave Fortuna and try to find Dante, leaving behind everything including Kyrie.
He whispered good night to the city that raised him, knowing it's the last time he would be able to say it. And somewhere, miles away from Nero, Dante lay in bed staring at his ceiling thinking about the young boy.
"Good night Nero."
Okay... A bit of midnight talking to yourself Nero? It's okay, I'm sure we've all been there!
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