Birthday.
Vergil was disgusted with himself. It seemed she'd taken root in his head, this little human wench. He found himself thinking of her throughout the day, sometimes without realizing he was even doing it. What sorcery was this?
"What are you glaring at?" She asked, frowning at him.
"You. Have you any idea how irritating you are?" He snapped back.
"... Said the pot to the kettle." She murmured, glancing innocently to the side.
"What was that?"
A smirk, "I know you heard me."
At this, his glower deepened. She also had the annoying habit of using his own words against him. So why was he tolerating it? Why hadn't he demanded that she leave his home immediately?
"I made you something," She continued, smiling impishly.
He arched a brow. "Why?"
"Isn't today your and Dante's birthday?"
It was and the red twin had not been subtle about his reminders.
Earlier, Dante had already shown off the gift she'd made for him. It was a deep red and black, hand-woven bracelet with the letter "D" gracing the front in shiny silver thread. Dante had been delighted and put it on immediately. Vergil had tried to tell himself that he wasn't jealous, but he was a terrible liar.
"It is. What of it?"
"Well," She stood and started towards him. "It is somewhat of a human tradition that one usually receives gifts on the day of ones birth. You know, to celebrate how so very happy we are that you were born." Again, the innocent glance to the side and a slight pursing of the lips.
"Very funny, brat." His tone and expression were dark, but he couldn't deny the pleasure he felt. So, she hadn't forgotten about him after all.
"I know, right? Anyhow, here you go." She held something out towards him.
He glanced down and plucked the long lanyard-like item from her palm and examined it. It resembled Dante's bracelet, style-wise; it was certainly handwoven with the same high-quality thread . There though, the similarity ended. Instead of red and black, his was a deep blue that matched his coat exactly. It had the same dragon-like design that graced his coat bordering a large "V" in matching golden thread. It was also quite long and tapered into golden tassels on either end. The craftsmanship was excellent, and it was obvious that she'd spent quite awhile making this.
"Dante showed me his earlier. This one is better." He finally said.
She beamed at him and he felt a fleeting rush of self-consciousness. After a moment, he made to wind it around his wrist, even though he really didn't care for bracelets of any sort. Objects around his wrists had always bothered him for some reason.
"No." She said.
He glanced up, puzzled. "No, what?"
"It's not a bracelet. It's a bookmark. I thought a bookmark would be more to your preference." Another grin.
For a moment, he was speechless. Finally, "Thank you."
"Yeah. Sure. You're still annoying, though." With that, she skipped off to do some silly human activity.
Vergil watched her go, waited a moment to make sure she was truly gone, then carefully placed his new bookmark in the novel he was currently reading.
