"My son" The demon breathes in a rough voice. " I finally get to see my beloved son again." Nero looks up at Dante, blood running down his lips from clenching his teeth too hard. "Another stupid demon trying to impersonate such a discusting thing. The demon frowns and charges at Dante. Nero tenses up only to have Dante put an arm in front of him.
"RARRGGH" The demon cries before Dante puts his hands around it's neck. " How dare you impersonate my father, you weak son of a bitch." He punches it in the face mutiple times throwing it in the air pulling out Ebony and Ivory and shooting till no end. Nero felt blood rain onto his clothes before moving out the way. "Ewww. Dante. I think it's done, lets go home." Dante was breathing harder than before, his usually frozen eyes crimson with anger.
Nero put a hand on his shoulder. "Old man. Did you hear me?" Dante turns around quickly grabbing ahold of Nero's neck in an unbreakable hold. Nero's hand pulls up around the wrists of his attacker. "Da-Dante. Dan-te..." He kicks the elder in the stomach pushing against the hold. The younger looks into his eyes seeing the crimson unable to squeeze out a gasp. The world around him started to grow black, he was slowly slipping into unconsiousness. Dantes finally kicks back to reality, releasing Nero.
"Kid! Are you ok? I don't know what happened!" Nero coughs in front of the elder trying to catch his breath. " J-just...let me...catch...my breath" He pushes Dante away rubbing his sore neck. " It must of just been from seeing your father's face again." Dante stares off into space hearing an unfamilar voice in his head. ' It's good to be free again, don't you agree?' " Who are you?" Dante asks himself. ' Why I'm you. Just another part you sealed away years ago.' "What-" Dante was interupted by the young devil hunter punching him.
"God, I know you're old in all but I didn't think you lost your hearing yet" Nero huffs at him. " Lets go home already, it looks like there arent anymore demons here" Nero repeated. " Yeah" Dante let out, feeling a drop of rain on his head. They both walked back to the car before it started. 'Mmmm, look at that piece of ass' his new voice drooled. 'That's what we live with? This is gonna be fun.' "Don't even think about it" Dante warned the lust filled voice. 'I'll see what I can do.' It replied back sarcastic.
On the way back Nero could tell his partner was deep in thought. He stared at the road with his eyebrows furrowed. Arguing mentally with someone else. "Hey old man, How about we stop by the pizza place?" Dante double took with shock as heared what the Pizza hating slayer just said. "Are you sure kid, we're almost home.". There's no food at the office so why not?" Dante smiled before turning the wheel completley without stopping. Nero nearly flew out the roof of the convertiable. " Dante!". He yells grabbing the seat. "Sorry kid" The elder chuckled. Nero smiled softly still grasping on the seat tightly.
After they picked up the pizza and headed home Dante couldn't help but take a few slices of the supreme. "You can't wait until we get home?" Dante shrugs taking a massive bite out of the poor defensless pizza. "I kinda feel sorry for it..." Dante glares in Nero's direction, only to get a laugh from the smaller devil hunter. 'Tonight, he's mine' Dante heard the voice say and he nearly chocked focusing on the road more. "What do you mean?" Dante thought to himself. 'Don't worry you'll be there' he only said. Shock was clear on Dante's face. Nero looks up at him in confusion. "What's the matter old timer? Did you forget you left the oven on?" Nero jokes.
Dante's face returns to normal but he doesn't respond.
When the convertable pulled to a stop in front of the imfamous shop, the older hunter takes his time getting out. "Hurry up!" Nero yells. "What's your problem?" The elder responsed. "I've got to take a leak" the younger whispers, teeth clenched. Dante notices the younger was squeezing his legs together and doing a little dance. He throws him the keys.'Lets follow him in the bathroom' "As tempting as that sounds-No!" Dante mentally yells "You're a bigger pervert than I am." His devil side laughs in response.
Nero walks out the bathroom happy that he made it in time. Dante brushes past him. "So who's paying us for that job?" The elder asks.
"He said he'll bring it when he see's that the demon is gone. I told he better not be lying or I'd destroy the city myself." He places his weapons down by the window. 'What a spitfire. I'll enjoy hearing him scream our name in pain and pleasure.' Dante felt his body being taken over for a quick minute. The voice in his head on the outside. The red eyed, dark haired man stares at the unsespecting victim as he walks away. " That ass looks firm." He smirks. Nero turns around hearing Dante. " Did you say something?" Dante returned to normal just in time. " What?" Nero shrugs it off. " Nevermind then."
Dante nearly runs into room slaming the door and leaning on it. "How'd you do that?" he screamed at the other.
'This body is mine just as much as yours' it calmly says back. "Sorry I don't like to share."Dante responds. 'Then I'll be taking the boy for myself tonight'. It threatens. "Don't you lay a hand on him" Dante threatens back. 'What are you gonna do about it' He doesn't reply. There was nothing he could do about it. He slumps in defeat.
For the rest of the day the half devil locked himself in the room. Nero came by a couple times to check on him only to give up each time Dante didn't answer. The devil hunter found his body becoming heavy and his eyes droop. Dante gave the digital clock on his nightstand a quick glance before drifting. It was only 6 pm. Why was he so sleepy? He didn't even try to argue with the tempting comfort when he closes his eyes.
Downstairs Nero was being'naughty'. The spot where Dante is famous for sitting was empty and had been all day. It was so tempting. "I'll only sit there for a minute." He got up and sat in the wooden chair pushing lightly on it placing his feet on the desk trying to keep his balance. "He makes it look so easy..." The younger said to himself. After what seems to be an hour Nero finally gets comfortable enough to cross his arms and lay back. Nero laughs playfully not noticing the stranger coming down the stairs.
"Looks fun." A familar voice says playfully. Nero was surprised by the voice and nearly fell backwards. Shit! Dante saw him having fun with something so small. He sits the chair on all fours blushing too embarrassed to look up at the elder. "W-well you know..." Nero breathes shyly. He suddenly relizes something's not right with Dante's presence. He snaps his head up not seeing anyone. Nero rushes to the Dark room upstairs opening the door without permission. Nero lets out a gasps as he see's the older slayer sleeping. He didn't look like he was pretending. Nero questions his sanity for a few seconds. "Am I going crazy?". Then again, any sane human being that stayed with this moron would be sent to a crazy house wearing one of those white shirts. He just brushed it off as his imagination going wild since he didn't get a look at Dante.
Dantes eyes flicker open, releived that he was still in his room. His eyes glance to the clock widening when it was only 50 minutes after six. "You bastard, What did you do?" He yells at the other. 'What do you mean?' it answers innocently. "Don't play dumb you fuck!" Dante yells mentally. "Did you touch the kid?". The voice finally cooperating 'In 50 minutes? No. I'd still be raping him if he didn't want it'. Dante wished he was face to face with the voice, he wanted to beat the living hell out of it bad. 'You know I can hear you' It informes him. "I don't give a damn" Dante says out loud.
Dante and the voice in his continue to yell till the sun goes down. Nero was left all alone that day semi wishing Dante would come out the room. He missed him. He missed the perverted jokes he would make, he missed the elder calling him 'kid' and he hated that! Nero suddenlly slaps himself. Why would he miss Dante? He hated him! Although he saved his ass one too many times and he even took the loner in when he had no place to go. The younger couldn't help but miss him, he'd even go as far as to say he liked him. " I need a shower" the slayer tells himself running to his room to get some clothes to take a shower.
'Hear that?' Dark had asked. Dark was the name they agreed on in their many arguments. This was one that Dante had won.
"I hear a lot of things." Dante reminded him. 'Nero's taking a shower. I can imagine what he looks like soaked with warm water, soap running down abs.' Dante sees it in head, it was sexy and- "No! He was just a poor kid I took in, who had no where else to go! I'm not gonna go rape him.". Dark smiles.'You're not. But I will.' Dante felt heavy like the last time. But before he could abject he was out cold.