First of all, I would like to thank Pushka for giving me inspiration to write this

fanfic. It took alot of preparation for this...I've read more than 50 yaoi doujinshis and some fanfics including pushka's. (i reccomend reading her work.)

This is my first time to write a YAOI fanfiction because i have more time in my hands now... (cuz it's summer vacation!!!) And I got interested in DMC cause I played DMC 4 and I finished it just yesterday... YAY! (March 28 2010!) And because I couldn't sleep that night (it was already 2:00 am) my body got up on its own, turned on the computer, and my hands stated typing. Thank you for all the positive reviews I've received so far and I'll do my best to update this fanfiction as often as i can. ^_^ P.S. sorry for some annoying repetitions and wrong grammars... (I'm running out of words here!)

"What happened?" Trish asked as he saw the caring Dante carrying the sobbing Nero in his arms.

"I still don't know, I wonder what he's done this time." the elder demon hunter replied.

"Well you better take him upstairs, lucky for you, I just cleaned the spare room right next to yours. It was supposed to be for my personal purposes but you can use it for now."

"Thanks Trish, I owe you one."

"Yeah, yeah... Just don't get used to it."

The red demon hunter carried the blue demon hunter upstairs. Just as what Trish said, the spare room that was once filled with dusty cardboard boxes and cobwebs on the ceiling is now cleaned. The used to be dusty atmosphere is filled with a scent of lemon. White curtains were hung up in the side of the clean windows, the bed sheets were replaced with white floral printed sheets the broken mattress that used to have springs coming out of it was replaced with a new one and the lumpy pillow is now a soft and comfortable one, perfect for a certain someone to rest their head on after going through a hard time all in one day. Dante laid the still sobbing Nero on the comfortable bed. The boy was soaked after going through the rain and the elder demon hunter was thoughtful enough to remove the boy's clothes, (0_0) concerned, that he may catch a cold. He stripped every piece of clothing from the boy's body, (everything) the elder demon hunter gazed upon the young demon hunter's well formed, muscular body.

*Gulp* "Dante... snap out of it! What the hell do you think you're doing?" The red demon hunter thought to himself as he blanketed the shivering Nero.

Dante had a history of loving beautiful boy Nero, maybe that's why he fell in love with him in the first place, because he was young and cute. The red demon hunter thought of himself as a shallow person but somewhere inside him there was something else... Dante didn't mind if the young demon hunter was a guy or a girl. Silver hair that swayed with the wind, pale, soft white skin that matched with round sapphire eyes, the thought of it made the elder demon hunter drool, he'd even jerked off to his image at times, but after he found out that Nero was already going out with a Kyrie, he didn't bother with the boy anymore, it almost felt like something's hurting inside.

"Will we meet again?" famous last words given to the red demon hunter by Nero just as he left Fortuna after defeating the false savior. The burning desire that Dante wanted to see

the boy again. A few months have passed; he had indulged himself into having sex with women from Love Planet almost 4 to 6 times a day just to lessen the pain he's bearing... but it was no use. There are times that when the vigorous Dante is pounding one of the girls, that he'd sometimes moan the young demon hunter's name.

"Mhmmm... Nero... Ugh! Nero!"

The girls would ask him who is this "Nero" he's speaking of "Isn't that a boy's name? are you gay?" Dante wouldn't reply he'd just pay the whore and leave the room quietly.

There are also moments that the red demon hunter would mistaken the girls' voice with Nero's,

Saying: "that's right baby, gimme some more! I'm your bitch tonight!"

Many months of love sickness went by...Fortunately, they did meet again, but unfortunately not the way he'd imagine their meeting would be...

"I didn't kill her... you have to believe me.... why you won't believe me?" sobbed Nero as he was lying in the bed, half conscious...

Dante felt great sorrow, is as if he was feeling the boy's pain... he wanted to hug the young demon hunter but he restrained himself... at that very moment he was feeling something burning deep inside of him...it was not empathy, could it be love? He's asked himself if he was capable of loving someone like Nero. Maybe… maybe not.

Dante stood up, wanted to be with the boy a little longer, but he can't. As he took his first step, he was surprised, as he felt the blue demon hunter grab his hand.

"Please don't leave me... I don't want to be alone..." said the half awake Nero in a crying voice.

The elder demon hunter sat back down to the bed, looking at the suffering Nero.

"Stay with me... please..." still gripping Dante's hand.

Tears rolled down the red demon hunter's face as he laid down in bed with Nero hugging the young demon hunter tightly in his arms.

"I won't leave you... I'll be with you... I'm here... I'm here..."

The rain stopped. That night, Nero was not alone...

Thanks for reading!

I almost cried while I was typing this... T_T hope for the next chapter, for now... bye! ^_^