Dante was beat. He was tired. And he was hungry. He was sore,and his head hurt. But being Dante,the son of Sparda,he knew he'd just have to deal with it.

There were a lot of things that Dante was tired of... He was tired of fighting. He was tired of saving people. He was tired of getting beat up. He was tired of being tired. As impossible as that sounds,but he supposed as long as the Devil May Cry agency was still open,he'd always be tired.

He and Nero have only just finished fighting "The Savior",and now it's time for Dante to leave. Was he ever relieved when the kid punched the stone thing right in the face. He could've done a little happy dance if he wanted to,but then he would seem un-manly. He had been helping Nero to get rid of one or two more demons before leaving. Once they were gone,he put Ebony and Ivory back into their respective holders,and slowly,but surely and happily,began to walk home.

'Better get home soon,who knows what Lady and Patty could've done to the place...' As he headed to the front gate of the city,a voice stopped him. "Hey,Dante!"

Dante didn't even need to turn his head around to know who it was,so he just said "Yeah kid?". The "kid" happened to be Nero. Nero and Dante in the beginning were enemies,but after things got a little more sorted out,they weren't exactly "friends",but they knew how to work together. At one point,Dante even considered if it would be a good idea to ask the kid to come with him back to the agency,but after seeing how much he liked that girl,Kyrie,then he decided against it.

Truth be told,Dante had been feeling lonely a of late. He felt as though he was missing some distant part of himself. That distant part he knew all too well,that distant part that happened to be him.

Vergil,his older brother,the guy that like a dumbfuck sent himself own into hell. That piece of shit that tried to turn the world into demons,the asshole that tried to kill him more than once! That was the guy that Dante missed,and it was odd. It was odd how Nero,someone he's never met before,resembled him sooooo much. Nero just had an aura that reminded him of himself and Vergil both.

"You are taking this back,right?" He motioned the sword to Dante,hoping he would get the hint. "I mean like it's a nice sword,but I don't think I'm ready to take this. And if it comes from your family,then I really can't take it."

Dante 'hmmmmed',and thought about it for a second. He knew that he probably shouldn't leave it here with the kid for a few reasons:

First: It can cause a lot of demon appearances at random times.

Second: It can open the gate between the demon world ad the human world.

Third: If that thing EVER got into the wrong hands,the world is fucked.

And list of reasons goes on and on...

Thinking about those three reasons alone,he could see the kid's point of view. 'I could always just let him stay with me. That way he could keep the sword,and I could watch over it. But he still has girlfriend who most likely won't want him to go...'

Turning towards Nero,he looked the kid over. Nero looked tired as hell,he looked like he hadn't slept in days. His clothes were a little torn,but Dante could understand that. He supposed that he could take it back... But the kid had already grown so accustomed to using it,and Dante didn't really need it anymore.

"Well,here's what I think: I think that for starters,you're good enough with the sword,so I don't really need to worry about you not knowing how to use it. Second,I don't need or want it,the same goes for my brother. And thirdly,I think that you look like me enough to pass as a little brother." He laughed at his own joke,Nero only chuckling a bit. When Dante finally caught his breath he looked back to the kid who had his head down. He wondered what had the kid so in the dumps.

"Kid,what's wrong? Why you so down? You look like your girlfriend just kicked out of your own house."

"Well,that somewhat of what just happened..." "What?" Dante was taken back by this. Had the kid really been kicked out of his house?

"You see,Kyrie says that she's having... Mixed feelings..." Dante stood,and thought about this for a second. He started to seriously give this one some time,right until his brain came with the dumbest excuse. "Don't tell me,she likes me?"

Nero felt like stabbing the old man through the chest. 'Why in this fucked up world would he thing she likes him?' "No,that not it!" Dante sighed,he gave it a shot. "Well,what is it then? I mean like,I've had my fair share of break ups,and I know it can't be like that between you two just yet." Dante was sure he had plenty of skills in this department,so it should be a sinch to try and solve this kid's problems.

"Well,can we just go somewhere else to talk about it? I don't think I feel comfortable talking about it near the front gate of the city where everyone could see me..." Dante considered it,he knew he should just tell the kid to forget about it and head home. But something,or more like someone was telling him to help the kid out. "Alright then,lead the way." He decided that helping the kid out with his few relationship problems might not be all that bad.

Nero turns swiftly on his heel in the opposite direction and headed off towards the now ruined city,with Dante following behind. Nero had full intentions on getting this little problem with him and his "inner self" fixed. And he just knew for some reason,that Dante was the guy to talk to...

Little did they both know that a crow had been monitoring the entire conversation,and was no heading in the same direction as the two demon hunters...

Author's Note:

Ok,so this chapter took me awhile longer to finish for two reasons. One,I was so into the Fairy Tail story that I barely remembered this one. Second,I had already had the next part planned out,but it's harder for me to put my thoughts into words. I had to take some time to re-read and rewrite some stuff. I hope you all like it and come back to read the next chapter! )I do not own Fairy Tail Or Devil May Cry,I just write stories.)