authors notes: Dante/Nero, Dante/Kyrie, Dante/Credo pairings up ahead. This will be a multi chaptered fic.
"NO NO!" Kyrie screams.
Her eyes are wide with fear. "NO!"
Then Dante came in and swept her off her feet.
"What's the matter, little lady? You lost?"
He's holding her body tight against his chest.
"Yes, well, wow, you look like Nero."
"He's my nephew."
"WHAT?"
"Just kidding." He smirks at her tight.
"I would have believed you," then she realizes that he's still holding her body tight against his.
"Are you going to let me go?" Kyrie shied away, her face flames like fire.
"You smell good." Dante sniffed at her neck, "I can't place it but you smell like some kind of…"
"Yes, it's my perfume." Kyrie blushes.
Dante's hands are tight against Kyrie's waist.
"What perfume?" He sniffed, snorted against her neck.
"The Blue Rose." TM.
"TM?"
She rolls her eyes, "For goodness sakes. It's trademark." Then she reaches out hesitantly and touches Dante's face, "You have a beautiful pair of eyes, just like Nero."
"Thanks."
"Are you going to let me go?" She blushes again.
He chuckles against her.
"No."
"Oh. How bold of you."
"Of course, I'll let you go, but only if you do something for me." He puts his finger over her lips.
"What's that?"
"Can you ask your brother Credo if he's free tonight?"
Kyrie's eyes bulge.
"LET GO OF MY WOMAN!" Nero screams from across the room. He's still holding his ass with one hand like he's just visited the doctor's office and got an anema. Of course, if people knew, that earlier, Dante was doing him from behind.
"Now hold on there, boy, I've got to make this deal with your little lady first."
"LET GO!" Nero slams down his blue arm and the entire church rumbles.
"Uh uh NO way, you're not getting her back."
"Oh dear." Kyrie blushes.
Then a loud noise ruptures the air, making the church tremble like there was an earthquake.
"KYRIE!!!" Credo screams.