A/N: The story will obviously be continued. I hope this chapter is actually funny. And thanks for the reviews. You'll deffinately be seeing more chapters for this fic.

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"I think she's coming to." Dante announced as he leaned over Rona who was beginning to move.

"You should move, Dante. Unless you want to—"

Rona gasping and grabbing a knife he hadn't seen soon interrupted Virgil; a knife she used to keep Dante back.

"What the hell are you doing in my apartment?" She growled, forgetting who they were.

Dante, immediately remembering she was human and didn't appear to know how to fight, held up his hands and tried to calm her down by saying, "We're not going to hurt you."

Virgil rolled his eyes and, in a reprimanding voice, said, "She's human. She'll be afraid of us despite what you say."

Taking offence, Rona threw the knife at Virgil, who caught it easily but was still somewhat surprised. The blade, which he had caught a mere inch from his chest, was pointed directly at his heart. He also noticed that the girl now held another knife. This one was the size of a hunting knife with a blade that was obviously more for show. But the blade was still sharp enough to easily cut through skin.

"Just a scared human, huh?" Dante asked mockingly.

Virgil angrily threw the knife into the floor and told Dante to move.

With swift movements, Virgil kicked the knife from Rona's hand, embedding it in the ceiling, and grabbed both of her wrists.

Rona, being unaccustomed to being handled so roughly, immediately began to struggle.

"Let me go!" She screamed when she realized her struggle wasn't doing any good. But she continued.

"Look into my eyes." He spoke with a calming voice, putting Dante into near shock.

She continued to fight until Virgil, after moving one of her small wrists into his other hand, tried to gently hold her chin and force her to face him.

"Look into my eyes." He repeated, his voice even softer.

He felt her muscles relax and weakened his grip.

"We're not going to hurt you." He whispered. "You're okay." He watched her golden eyes soften and soon let her go.

Dante, who wasn't able to speak while watching Virgil seem to hypnotize the girl, suddenly asked, "How'd you do that?"

"Shut-up, Dante." Virgil answered as he noticed a spark of recognition enter the girl's eyes.

"I can't believe it." She whispered. Her eyes jumped from one twin to the other. "It worked." An excited smile crept over her lips as she moved from the bed. "You guys aren't supposed to exist." She was now nearly jumping for joy.

"Okay." Virgil was thoroughly confused.

"How tight were you holding onto her, Virgil?" Dante asked sarcastically.

Virgil gave Dante a venomous look before looking back to Rona.

"Here, I'll show you." Rona quickly stepped onto her bed, walked past Virgil and onto her desk to reach the shelves above her TV. She pulled out a video game from the small collection of Playstation 2, Playstation 1, and Gamecube games.

Handing it to Dane, she jumped from her desk and back onto her bed.

Virgil, who was at first annoyed, became curious about what Dante was looking at.

"It's me." He whispered. His eyes hesitated to leave the games cover. "I'm in a game named Devil May Cry?"

Rona nodded, not sure of what to expect.

"Can I play it?"

Virgil shook his head, hoping that he could; somehow, erase his brother's strangeness. Rona, on the other hand, smiled and answered, "How about the third. It's the hardest and has the best story. You'll like it more."

He accepted and watched impatiently as Rona put the game in the PS2.

After a few seconds of watching the first scene, Dante suddenly said, "Look, Virgil, you're in this game too."

"I hope I kill him." Virgil muttered as he stood from the bed. "Do I?" he suddenly asked, looking to Rona for the answer.

She had no idea of what to do.

"What time is it?" She asked instead.

Virgil looked to the head of her bed to look at the cheap looking alarm clock.

"Two-twenty-three." He answered.

"A.M.?"

"Yes. It's still dark outside, if you haven't noticed." Rona heard Virgil's unspoken comment about the stupidity of human's through his tone of voice.

"I guess I won't be going to school tomorrow." She said while trying to control her temper. "It's not like it matters. I only go to help with filing and making announcements. It's all volunteer work but they still pay me."

"Do you go to school at all?" Virgil asked with a slight undertone of sarcasm.

"Night classes. Do you go to school? Or are you thinking that you'd like to replace the devil?" Rona answered before walking out of her room.

"I have some pizza if you're hungry." She announced as she walking into the kitchen, which was attached to the living room.

Before long, Dante came striding in and sat down at the table. He saw the multiple boxes of frozen pizza in the freezer and asked Rona, "Will you marry me?"

She giggled and shook her head.

"Do you have anything that isn't pizza?" Virgil asked, leaning against the wall separating the hall from the kitchen.

"Pasta bowls." She grumbled before throwing one at Virgil. "It's good." She added.

She turned away before she could see the small devilish grin Virgil had given her.

"Since you won't marry Dante," he slyly spoke. "Will you marry me?"

"No. I hardly know you guys." She answered, not realizing she had practically studied these two.

"Then we'll wait until you say yes." He replied.

Rona blankly stared at him. "Meaning?" She asked monotonously.

"We'll live with you for however long it takes for you to tell either one of us yes." He was beginning to wonder if it was such a good idea to tell her that.

"You'll be here for a long time then."

She turned to the oven and put in the pizza.

An hour later they were all in Rona's room, watching Dante play Devil May Cry 3.

"You never told us your name." Virgil reminded Rona who looked like she was asleep.

"That didn't stop either of you from proposing to me." Her voice was somewhat muffled by her hand but the annoyance in her voice couldn't be blocked. "My name's Rona." She mumbled without opening her eyes. "You aren't going to kill me now that you know my name, are you?"

"Why do you assume I'm going to kill you?"

"I don't."

Dante, after dying for the umpteenth time, began to complain about being unable to kill Cerberus.

"I swear he wasn't this hard to kill in person." He added with pure sincerity.

He soon felt a jumble of papers slam into his back.

"Here's the walkthrough. Good luck." She growled. She then covered her head with her pillow and began to laugh.

Confused, both Dante and Virgil asked, "What?"

"I just realized you were have trouble getting through your own game." She answered.

She soon felt her bed move and, before she could uncover her face, was picked up by a pair of bare muscular arms. This made her come to the conclusion that something wasn't right.

"What are you doing, Dante?" She uncovered her face, throwing her pillow on the floor.

"Where's the bathroom?" He asked.

"Why?" Rona asked suspiciously. She was becoming a little worried about what was going to happen.

"Ah, here it is." He said as he walked through the bathroom door, which had been wide open.

Rona soon began struggling. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get away. She now knew what was coming.

Dante, not kindly, dropped Rona in the shower and turned on the water.

"Cold!" She screamed then tried to crawl out. Instead, with Dante blocking her, she climbed to her feet and did the next best thing. She pulled him in with her.

Virgil, who was standing in the hall and watching this strange little scene, calmly asked, "How many towels are you going to need?"

"Two." Rona answered as she shut the water off, then corrected, "Three. Dante will need something to wear while he waits for his clothes to dry."

"I wouldn't if you hadn't pulled me in."

"You wouldn't have been pulled in if you had let me get out."

"Neither of you would be wet if you acted like adults." Virgil finished.

Dante and Rona were silent for a moment until Dante asked, "Don't you have a robe?"

"It wouldn't fit you. Besides, it has roses on it. I don't even wear it because it's too feminine." She answered with a smirk. "Tomorrow is going to be an interesting day." Rona strutted past Virgil after taking a towel from him. "You'll get to meet my twin."

Dante and Virgil glanced at each other. Dante was smiling while Virgil appeared to be wishing he were never there in the first place.

"He isn't like you, is he?" Virgil asked.

"Don't worry." Rona answered while standing outside her door. "You'll like him." With that she walked into her room and closed the door.