Drama with the Devil
Nero Fanfic

Pt. 3

A/N: Here's the third part of my Drama with the Devil. This one's a little long so be sure to have some time to read this one.

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone

After you had gotten out of your hot shower you relaxed in your favorite lounge clothes and watched a little TV. It seemed like there was never anything on so you went in the room and played on Nero's DS. He didn't mind you playing it anyway and he knew you were always bored when he left you alone.

You played for hours and you looked up seeing the sun set.

"I spent my day playing this fuckin' game?" You sighed, cutting it off and fetching yourself something to eat. You looked at some of the pictures you had decorated on the walls and small cabinets.

They always made you laugh, seeing as though most of them were pictures you forced Nero to take with you and your friends. In some of them he tried to hide his face and others you made him make funny faces.

He's such a goofball

You admired the walls some more while you ate your dinner, feeling a smile etch across your face every now and then. The silence began to grow annoying so you clicked on the stereo you had in your home. You could tell Nero had programmed it last since heavy metal was blasting in your ear.

I swear he's gonna go deaf.

After turning it down and tuning to what you like to listen to, you clean up a bit. Music always gets you in the mood to clean… or gets you in the mood for sex depending on the genre.

The clock struck midnight and you got ready for bed. It was nice to have the bed to yourself again, since Nero always hogged all the room. Dozing off into a deep sleep, you hear his voice telling you "Goodnight."

Goodnight Nero

You woke up in the middle of the night, drenched in sweat and tears running from your eyes. All you remembered was that it had something to do with Nero. You remember walking in the blood stained bedroom with pictures scattered all around. You see him, blood pouring from his wrists and crimson tears streaming from his eyes. He slit his wrists upward and watched the blood seep out then looked up at you with black eyes.

His voice echoed in your dream, "I loved you. I LOVED YOU _!"

This nightmare shook you and made you turn over on your side, bundling in the blankets and holding a small memento from Nero, a stuffed animal he gave you on your birthday.

You found it difficult to go back to sleep but after an hour or so, your drift back into your slumber.

The next morning you woke up, clenching the stuffed animal to your chest. You get out of bed and do your daily routine, staggering a little behind schedule that morning.

As you got out of the shower, you hear the front door open and close back.

"_? I'm home." Nero called.

You quickly dressed and ran out the bathroom door to meet him. He stood in the doorway with a guest. You threw yourself on him and kissed him amorously.

"Missed you, hun."

"I missed you too."

You let him go and looked at the guest. He was completely stunning and he smiled as you two showed your love for each other. He was tall, muscular and just plain GORGEOUS! He sported white hair like Nero and a little stubble for epic manliness.

"This is Dante. I wanted you to meet him."

"I feel so sorry for you, babe. He must be a lot of work."

You laugh and shake his hand. Nero punched him in the shoulder playfully and told him to shut up.

"Well, I'm _. It's a pleasure meeting you Mr. Dante."

"Just call me Dante. Not that old." He laughed.

You all laughed a little more and he released your hand.

"Well, I should be getting back to the office. Maybe we should show her the office if she's interested."

"Yeah, that sounds like an awesome idea!" You say, looking at Nero and tugging on his sleeve.

"Alright, alright. Let's go then." Nero said, holding your hand and taking you outside.

Your house wasn't too far from the office and it practically stood out from all the other buildings there with its bright neon sign reading 'Devil May Cry'.

Dante pushed one of the doors open, holding it open for you.

"Well, this is where we're located. Not too attractive but hell, it works."

You stepped in and looked around at the souvenirs mounted on the walls. They were mostly weapons and demonic skulls and some posters of women.

"You happy now?" Nero sighed, throwing himself on the couch to the far left in the room.

"Very much so." You laughed, eying the pool table.

"Ever played?" Dante asked looking at you.

"A few times."

"Any good?"

"A little."

He chuckled a bit and handed you a pool stick. "You can play if you want." As you went over to the table, you glanced up to see Nero asleep on the couch. He was obviously exhausted. Dante leaned against the table and watched you play, taking his coat off and hanging it up. His back was so broad and masculine. It curved down to his perfect ass. GOOD GOD he was amazing. He turned his head and looked at you, sensing you checking him out. A hot feeling came upon you and you turned your attention back to the game.

"So… how long have you had your business?" you say nervously.

"I started it when I was nineteen…" He responded, walking over to his desk in the center of the office.

You found yourself admiring his masculine figure again. Those handsome shoulders, that gorgeous back, those long legs, that nice ass… Damn. If only he were shirtless.

"Really? How long ago was that?"

"About ten years now." He sighed, sitting in the chair.

You nodded and continued playing pool. No matter how loud the balls were hitting against each other, Nero wouldn't stir.

"He's a heavy sleeper isn't he?" You giggle.

"Yeah… nothin' could wake that kid up. Trust me… I've tried."

"Really?"

"Yep. I tried bangin' pots and pans in his ear, jumpin' up and down on the couch… everything."

"Have you tried… whispering?" You whispered.

"What?" Nero said, shooting up from his sleep.

Dante scrunched up his face with humor, laughing. "Nice."

"What happened?" Nero asked again, looking at you.

"Oh nothing. I was just showing Dante how to wake you up, silly."

Nero rolled his eyes and lay back down. "I'm so tired." He yawned.

"Then go back to sleep, hun. I'll get you up when I'm ready to go."

He nodded and shut his eyes again, falling asleep after a while. After finishing your game you sit next to him and you find yourself staring at Dante again, who was indulged in a magazine. It was an awkward silence and Dante looked up at you, his eyes piercing your soul.

"You hungry?" He asked, closing the magazine.

You shook your head, "I'm fine."

He smiled and stood up, "It's hot in here, isn't it?" He sighed.

"It's okay." You giggled shyly.

Dante undid his shirt, "All these damn belts. Heh." He laughed.

Oh my God…

He removed the shirt from his back and placed it with his coat, exposing his smooth, rock hard chest and his washboard abs. You thought he was doing this on purpose. He sighed and walked passed you again, leaning against the desk this time and crossing his arms.

"How long have you two been together?" He asked, fiddling with a necklace of some sort around his neck.

"Uhhh… about a year now. Probably longer." You said, messing in your hair and trying not to look like you were interested in him.

"That's nice. That Kyrie girl never understood him anyway. I think she was only aiming to get laid… or something."

"Yeah. I'm glad I got rid of her."

"Oh man, are you serious?"

"Yeah. It turns out he was seeing her behind my back. It's all good now."

"Damn." He laughed, "I guess he needed some more action."

"Are you kidding me? I'm all the action he's ever gonna get."

Dante laughed and stood up again. "I'll be right back."

You nodded and watched as he walked toward the kitchen. A relief came upon you. You swore that you'd be faithful in your relationship but, man was Dante pushing it. You looked down at Nero, who rested his head on your lap and slept. You petted him and felt something come over you… temptation.

Then, your dream flashed through your eyes again.

"I loved you. I LOVED YOU _!"

You kissed his forehead and continued to pet him. A small smirk came across his face while he slept which made you smile. You wonder what he dreamt about to make him smile like that. You heard him mumble your name softly and his arm rang lightly. After a few seconds, it dimmed out and turned red and he twitched a bit.

What's happening to you?

"I"LL KILL YOU!" He screamed, shooting up from his sleep again and colliding his skull with yours.

"Ouch! Nero!" You winced.

"Sorry." He replied, rubbing his head as well.

"What happened?" You asked, still rubbing your forehead.

"N-Nothing. Just a bad dream."

"You were smiling just a minute ago."

He stood silent and continued to rub his forehead.

"What the hell happened in here?" Dante asked, coming in with a strawberry sundae and a few pieces of pizza.

Nero shot him a dirty look, "Nothing. I think we should go now."

"Okay. I'll call you when I got anything for you." He shrugged, sitting down at his desk again.

Nero nodded and took your hand, leading you out of the building in a rush.

"What's wrong Nero?" You say, almost losing balance as he pulled you forcefully.

He didn't answer you and he unlocked the front door of the house pulling you in. "Nero! What's wrong? You're hurting me!"

"I told you: NOTHING! Nothing's wrong with me, okay?" He snapped, walking away from you and going in the bedroom.

His temper was returning again. You looked down at your wrist and saw a bruise. You wondered what you did and a tear developed in your eye. You sat on the couch and rubbed your wrist. Nero opened the bedroom door and stepped out slowly in his sleepwear bottoms, sitting next to you and looking at your wrist.

"Did… Did I do that?" He asked softly, scooting closer to you.

You nodded and looked up in his ocean blue eyes with a look of disappointment.

A tear developed in his eyes and he hugged you, "I'm… sorry. I hurt you again. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

"It's okay, Nero. It's fine. Just… please… tell me… What's wrong?"

Nero looked in your eyes again, "It was just a bad dream. I really don't wanna talk about it."

"Was it about me?"

"…yeah."

"And Dante?"

"…yeah."

"I figured because of the way you were talking to him and me. But it was only a nightmare, Nero. Relax."

Nero nodded and began kissing you, scooting the closest he could. You moaned through your nose, enjoying his caress as he moved his hands up your thighs.

"I guess you wanna say sorry again, huh?"

Nero answered with a smile and a small chuckle. You smiled as well and let him unbutton your blouse. He went slowly this time, knowing that it was your favorite blouse. He moaned and breathed with ecstasy as he pulled your blouse and bra off your body and continued with your pants and panties. He laid you on your back on the couch and spread your legs.

"I don't ever want to hurt you again. I promise to never lay a finger on you again."

He reached into his pants and removed his manhood from its cotton prison. He rubbed against you, feeling that you were already wet. Not knowing that it wasn't him that made you that way. He entered you and the wave of pleasure began…

After you two made love, Nero carried you to the bedroom, and laid you in bed.

"Goodnight." He said, cuddling next to you.

"Goodnight." You responded, falling asleep shortly.

After a few weeks, you woke up to an empty bed. No sign of Nero was found. You got up and threw your robe on, exiting the room and calling his name.

There was no answer.

You figured he had to step out for a while or he was busy with another job you didn't know about. You got your cell phone and called him, finding out that his cell phone was on the other side of the bed. Sighing with annoyance, you got out of your night gown and got dressed. You figured he went to see Dante so you headed that way.

You knocked on the doors and waited for a welcome.

"Door's open." You hear Dante call from in the office.

You opened the door and stepped in. "Hey, Dante. Ummm, have you seen Nero?"

"Yeah. He just left. We had a job today and he wanted to do it on his own. I didn't feel like going anyway." He sighed.

"He left his phone at home. I couldn't get in touch with him." you sigh, fixing your shirt.

Dante shrugged, "You know how slow he can be sometimes."

"Yeah. I guess that's what I get for dating him." You laugh.

"Well, I guess I should go. I'll see you later okay?" you smile.

"It's pretty hot out there. Don't you want to relax here?"

You looked at him; he seemed to be serious about what he said. And it was pretty hot out there. You wore something you'd never wear too, a small, belly halter top and really short shorts with a cute pair of sandals. "Umm."

"What? I won't bite. I'm just tryin' to be nice. But if you wanna go…"

"I guess I can stay for a while to cool off a bit."

He nodded and got up, going to the kitchen, "Ya thirsty?" He called.

"Yeah, I am."

"Okay."

You waited on the couch and fiddled in your hair, feeling a little nervous. He came back out of the kitchen and handed you a can of soda.

"Thank you." You smile.

He nodded and sat next to you with a little space in between you both. You cracked open the can and took a swallow. You felt his eyes on your breasts and you looked over at him, blushing. "Can I help you?"

He chuckled lightly and looked away. "…Maybe you can. Or maybe… I can help you."

You smiled shyly, blushing wildly and saw him scoot a little closer to you, taking the drink out of your hand and placing it on the floor. He began to force himself on you, kissing your neck. "Dante… I can't." You moaned.

"I see the way you look at me babe. Your eyes scream for me." He moans, kissing down to your cleavage.

"YES! Mmmm I want you Dante. Ugh fuck, I do. But… Nero…"

"He'll never know, babe. And he'll NEVER find out…"