The director must have expected them to listen to her words, she didn't check back at all, so the twins could call themselves lucky not being caught. Dante slept uneasy, his back pressed against his brother's chest. He mumbled something in his sleep, and as soon as the sun started to light their room he jerked up, quickly opening his eyes that widened instantly. His small body was shaking, and tears filled his eyes, slowly running down his cheeks. Vergil sat up. "What's wrong?" He asked, his voice hoarse and eyes heavy. He wrapped his arms around his brother's shaking body while making small, soothing noises and nuzzling his shoulder. "I'm here, Dante, nothing can hurt you, it was just a bad dream." He murmured. The younger didn't say a single word. Instead, he turned around to Vergil, burying his face on his shoulder, both hands clenched around the soft fabric of the elder's pajamas. It seemed that he wasn't about to stop crying too soon. After a while he managed to choke out some words, but didn't lift his head, what made them quite hard to understand. "I want to leave this horrible place..." he sobbed, grabbing his brother's shirt even harder. Vergil laid down, bringing the boy with him, and sighed. "I know, Dante. So do I." He said gently while petting his brother's hair. He hated the fact that he felt so powerless. He could do nothing to stop Dante from crying and he despised himself for it.
"Promise me... that you'll behave today, no matter what happens, just... that one time... I don't care where they take us, as long as it's far away from here. And... I'll never let them replace our parents..." Dante whispered silently, looking at his brother with eyes, all red of crying. The elder looked at his brother for a while, more than tempted to refuse the boy's wish, but after a while, he nodded. "I promise, Dante. I'll do that, for you." He smiled gently, placing a soft kiss on Dante's eyebrow. "What ever happens, I promise to behave." His younger twin nodded slightly, leaning his forehead against Vergil's shoulder again, his burning eyes closed. He still trembled a little, but his hands relaxed already. He kept silent, trying to calm down holding his brother close.
Then the door swung open again, for the young woman they already knew to tell them to get up. Dante didn't even dare a look, he only jerked again, fearing the worst, but she didn't say anything about them sitting on the same bed. She only turned around and left them again, and even the other kids didn't care much about them. They heard what they were able to, and some of them already planted the rumor that they must be little devils or something like that. Vergil helped his brother to dress, his hand touching the other's amulet briefly. He smiled up at Dante's questioning face before taking his hand. "Let's eat something, yes?" The boy nodded weakly and Vergil lead him down to the dining room. No one paid any heed to them as they entered. "Stay here, I will bring you something to eat." The elder said before disappearing into the masses.
Dante climbed onto his chair, carefully looking around the room. Yesterday he felt observed, but now that everyone seemed to ignore them, he felt even worse. It was weird, and he was grateful when his twin-brother came back to him. Fortunately he was really hungry today, after all, he hadn't eaten for two days! Vergil placed one of the plates before his brother, happy to see the boy attacking the food immediately. He himself sat down and sipped on his cup of green tea. At least the bitch had kept her word and had put five different flavors on the table. He took a bite of his sandwich, almost moaning at the divine taste. He could not remember the last time he'd been this hungry. Dante stuck with his milk, like he always did. He emptied his glass all at once, then grabbing the can to get a new one. His sandwich was covered with so much chocolate cream, that his mouth got all dirty, but he didn't care, since the food did taste so good it never did before.
They were halfway through with their breakfast, when a man came up to their table again. This time he didn't ask them to follow instantly, but told them to come to a specific room once they're done. Vergil exchanged a look with his brother, ordering him to finish his breakfast before even as much as breathe. When Dante had eaten everything on his plate, the elder took a tissue to clean his face, then lead him to that special room as they'd been ordered.
The bitch was there along with an unknown male and female. They looked kind. The woman had red hair that fell gracefully around her shoulders, and her eyes were in emerald green. Her husband, Vergil figured due to the entwined hands and the golden rings, had brown hair and honey eyes. "Vergil, Dante, this are Cindy and Trent, they are here to adopt." The director said sweetly and Vergil bowed curtly. "Pleasure to meet you." He said with a dead tone. His brother tried as hard as he could to force a smile onto his face, even if his reddened eyes were still showing off his earlier tears. He didn't say anything, but stood next to Vergil, quietly reaching for his hand to hold. The stranger couple looked as if they had a lot of money with their clothes made of finest silk and fabric. The bitch exchanged a look with them, then just nodded and went to the door. "I'll leave you alone with them, if there should be anything, you may find me in my office." Dante respired, once she had left, then lowering his head a bit, as if he was concerned about his shoes.
"So you're the cute boys the director told us about?" Cindy asked, a happy tone in her voice and reached out one hand to pat the younger's head. The boy jerked, moving away quickly, as if she'd hit him. He hid behind his brother, tiny hands wrapped around the elder's shoulders. Vergil growled low, making the woman take a step backwards. "So, which one of you is which?" The man said insignificantly. "Trent!" His wife hissed at him immediately. Then she turned to the boys again. "Which one of you is named Dante?" She asked with a gentle smile. Dante kept silent, biting his lower lip in order to not start crying again. He wanted to leave this place instantly if he only could, but as he didn't know what would happen next the strangers scared him as well. Cindy looked at hem full of expectation.
"I am Vergil. He is Dante." The elder said after a while and the woman smiled gentle. "You two are so cute! What do you like, Vergil?." She asked the boy who looked rather amused by the question. "I like my brother. " Was his short reply. The woman nodded, as if he just said something incredibly weird. " And you, Dante? What do you like?" She asked the younger, hoping for a more realistic answer. Dante looked over his brother's shoulder carefully, still hiding behind him. "I also like my brother!" he stated, blinking a few times. "And Pizza, and strawberry sundae and comics!" he added once a few seconds have passed, pulling his head back again afterwards, his arms wrapping around the elder twin from behind. Vergil smiled gently and the woman looked baffled. "W-Well. How lovely." Was her only reply. "Do you want to go out and have some Pizza?" She asked, desperate to grasp the little attention the boys gave her. The elder cocked an eyebrow. " It is early, madam, we just had breakfast." Behind him the younger one squirmed a little.
"I'd like a strawberry sundae anyway!" Dante said quietly after a while. "But... only if Vergy is coming too!" Again he looked over his twin's shoulder, trying to force a weak smile again. Then he grabbed his brother's hand, finally stepping out from behind him. "Sure!" Cindy said happily. "Do you want to follow us, Vergil?" She asked and Vergil looked at his brother's hopeful face. "Okay. I am not leaving him." Cindy's smile faded a little but she lead the two boys out to a big white car. The elder was a little amazed by its size, but he followed his brother when the younger one climbed in. Once seated, Vergil took his twin's hand again, squeezing it. "Did you just look at that car?" Dante asked Vergil with eyes widened of astonishment, when Trent drove them to the next cafe. "It's so huge, that must have cost thousands of dollar!" He returned the squeezing of his brother's hand, while he watched houses and trees passing by the window.
"Ah that's nothing." Cindy said, turning around to both of them. "You should see our house first, we have a great garden with flowers, a sandbox and a swing, we even own a pool!" Vergil snorted. Who needed such material things to be happy? He certainly did not. "How pleasant for you." He said coldly, staring out the window. When they came to the cafe, they were told to order anything and everything they wanted. Vergil settled with a cup of herbal tea while watching Dante eat with a happy smile. Off course, the boy ordered his beloved strawberry sundae, the biggest one that they had. The cafe must have been a good one, as they had fresh strawberries in it as well. He always loved sweet things like chocolate and ice, while Vergil stuck with tea or fruits or as the younger would say 'adult stuff'. The couple watched them silently for a while, until Cindy spoke up again.
"What hobbies do you have? Just tell us a bit of yourselves." She demanded, resting her chin in one hand while stirring her coffee. Vergil looked up at the woman with an astonished face that said; What the hell do you care for? When all he got was a kind smile, he hesitated. Maybe he had misjudged this woman? "I like reading." He said quietly, his blue eyes hesitantly, almost shyly, meeting Cindy's emerald ones. "Oh we've got a big library at home with all different kinds of titles!" Vergil's eyes widened a little in what could only be described as eager. "And you, Dante? What do you like to do?" The younger looked up from his ice, his cheeks blushed already. "I like comics!" he repeated, his mouth full of half-chewed strawberries. "And video-games and watching TV and..." he swallowed, then exchanging a look with his brother. "playing hide and seek, and sometimes chess too, but... I always loose..." he added, blushing a little harder.
Vergil couldn't choke the laughter that escaped him and Cindy smiled. "So you both play chess? How wonderful! Trent is a genius at it, but I never truly understood the game." She said, winking. "What do you think about the orphanage, then? Are they nice to you?" The elder frowned. "No, they are not." Was his curt reply, and Cindy understood that she'd just made a big mistake in asking. "They hit us!" Dante complained, showing off an expression of light fear on his face. "And the other kids are all nasty!" Then he went on eating his ice-cream, keeping silent for a while. Cindy nodded, exchanging a look with her husband who smiled. "They shouldn't have done that." he agreed, shaking his head afterwards. Vergil placed his hand on his brother's thigh, trying to keep his composure and not let his hate for the orphanage show. He gave the younger a quick smile when Dante looked at him with worry and wonder.
"And your parents, how were they?" Cindy asked, Vergil's body going cold. "We never knew our dad, but mother was an angel in human disguise." The elder said with a gentle smile. "So your father, he left your mother alone with two children to raise?" Cindy asked with a frown. "No." Vergil answered sternly. "He was killed. Just as our mother was." The man snorted. "I heard from a VERY good friend of mine that your mother committed suicide." Dante's eyes widened as he glared at the strangers. "She'd never have done that!" he claimed, blinking violently for a few times, but he couldn't avoid his eyes filling with tears another time. "She loved us, and she only sent us away to protect us of her murderer!" Slowly, hot tears were running down the boy's cheeks, as he bit his lower lip, clinging to his elder brother instantly. "You do not have the right to say so!" he sobbed quietly, his tiny fists clenching again.
Vergil growled, drawing his baby brother into his arms. "Who are you to say such things!?" He hissed, furious. "Our mother would NEVER do this to us willingly, you incapable imbecile!" He roared, caressing his brother's back and face. "How dare you say such things, expecting us to willingly call you father? I can bet my life on that you are no more than an unsuccessful alcoholic rapist!" He screamed, anger flaring through him. Dante looked at his twin, obviously shocked. "Vergy..." he whispered toneless, crying even more. He didn't want them to say such things, but he didn't want Vergil to use words like that as well. Now they would leave them in that bloody orphanage, all together with that bitch!
Trent stood up, hardly holding his self control. "All right, that's it. We're bringing you back home..." Neither of them said anything more, as they lead the boys to their car to drive them back to the orphanage. They went into the director's office instantly, leaving the twins outside. "Now... they'll have a look at other kids..." Dante whimpered silently, trying to look into the elder's eyes. Vergil refused to meet his brother's eyes, but stood with his arms crossed over his chest and his eyes fixed on the wall in front of them. "I will rather stay here than to hear them talking trash about our mother, Dante!" He roared. "They have NO right to say such things!" Dante didn't know what to reply, so he just clenched his teeth, grabbing his brother's hand to pull him out of the house and into the yard. The sun was shining, so they searched for a shadowy place under a huge tree.
None of the kids that were playing here minded them. They still seemed to ignore then. The younger one picked a flower while he sat down, his back leaned against the trunk of that tree. "As long as you're staying with me... I'll try to be strong..." he muttered low noised, reaching out the flower for Vergil to grab. Vergil looked at the flower, its white petals seeming to flow gracefully in the wind. "I'm sorry I snapped at you." He finally said then, covering Dante's hand with his own. "I shouldn't have, and I'm sorry." He leant forwards, placing a kiss on the other's cheek. "You mean the world to me, you know that, but I will not allow some upper-class jerk to talk about our mother that way!" His brother nodded slightly, blushing instantly when the elder placed a kiss upon his cheek. He rested his head on Vergil's shoulder, looking up to the sky with half closed eyes. "I know... Don't worry, it's all right..." he replied softly, then closing his eyes totally.
"Eh devil-boys!" One of the kids ran up to them, and first had to take a few deep breaths when he stood still. "The director wants to see you again. Probably you're in trouble again!" he smirked mischievous, crossing his arms in front of him. Obviously he was about to wait for them to go and get their punishment. Vergil grimaced but rose, helping his brother up as well. He then took the other's hand, leading him back to the house. He did not bother to knock at the door but opened it and stepped into the room. "You wanted to see us?" He demanded, Dante's hand safely in his.
Surprisingly, the couple was still there when they entered the room. The younger looked at them carefully, squeezing his brother's hand lightly. "Exactly..." the director stated, gazing at both boys with a tiny smile. "I heard that you didn't behave, like always..." she added coldly, her eyes settled upon Vergil. "Anyway, these two made up their minds about adoption..." she kept silent again, leaving the word to Cindy, who made a step up to the twins. "We have decided to bring you with us, Dante." The woman said, smiling. As if she was making them some kind of favor. Vergil's eyes widened, and his grip around his brother's hand tightened. "No you certainly are not." He said, almost laughing. "It is none of your choice, Vergil. Cindy and Trent have decided to take Dante, and you cannot stop it." The bitch said, and Vergil shook his head.
"No. You don't understand, we are not to be parted!" He roared, making all the three adults take a frightened step backwards, and even Dante squirmed by his side. The younger couldn't do anything else but to stare at the adults in shock. They wanted to separate them, to take him away from his beloved brother! "I'm not coming with you..." he whispered weakly, moving closer to the elder twin. "You don't have the right to-"
The director lifted a hand, motioning Dante to shut up. "You have to, and I'm not listening to you complaining over and over again. You should be grateful for this, and someday you will. This was no question Dante, it's decided and we just wanted to let you know. Tomorrow after breakfast you're leaving. And Vergil, we found another couple that will have a look at you. You better behave then, or I'll remember your pending punishment." she growled, facing the twins, almost annoyed by herself showing off some fear.
Tears stung in Vergil's eyes when he was lead back to the bedroom along with his brother, their hands tightly entwined. He sank down on the bed almost powerless. He hardly noticed when the younger sat down next to him until a gentle hand touched his cheek. The elder tried to smile and drew his brother into a tight embrace, brushing his lips against the other's cheek. "I will not let you go. " He whispered, squeezing his brother tight. Dante cried, and it seemed obvious, that he would never stop again. His arms wrapped around his twin-brother he clung to him, the light-blue eyes closed. "What if... you can't?" he sobbed in fear, without lifting his head. "If they take me away from you I will die!" Vergil placed another kiss on his brother's cheek. "You will live, Dante. And I will succeed." He said, laying down on the bed. "We will always be together." The younger slightly shook his head. "They're bloody adults... they can do whatever they want with us, and we don't have a choice to do anything against that!" he cried, rubbing his eyes with both fists clenched while laying down next to his brother. "This ain't fair!" Vergil petted his twin's hair. "Don't worry. I will always protect you." He smiled gently, touching his forehead to the other boy's. "Do not worry, Dante. I will never let you go."
The day went by much too fast. They spent their last night cuddling, clung to each other tightly. Both of them hardly slept, and Dante kept crying all the time. He didn't eat anything the next morning, no matter how hard Vergil tried to convince him. The younger felt sick and his skin went all pale. He immovably held his brother's hand, his small body shaking. "Dante, the director wants to see you." The cook said, a gentle smile upon his face. As if he knew what was going to happen. Everyone knew. Vergil took the other's hand, making the boy meet his eyes. "It will be okay." He said with a faint smile and the two of them walked that usual path to the bitch's office. Not even this time he bothered to knock, but he slammed the door open, the three adults jumping high in surprise.
The director took a deep breath, willing to keep her self control at this point. "Dante was supposed to be seen, not you." she said, looking at Vergil. "Leave!" Dante shook his head, squeezing his brother's hand even harder. "He will go nowhere, and so do I!" he stated, gazing at the bitch as if he was about to kill her. "You will..." was her only reply, then she sighed deeply. "Well then... I do not really care if he's here too or not, as long as he behaves." she surrendered, turning towards the younger twin again. "We got your things packed, so you are ready to leave. Is there anybody you want to fair well, except your brother?" she asked, but didn't get an answer, as Dante retained his brother, unwilling to leave him.
"Fine, then. Take young Dante here to the car." The bitch said to the younger's usual guard who immediately placed a hand on he boy's shoulder. Vergil slapped it off, drawing his brother to his chest. "Dante, listen to me, I will not let you go, you hear me? If they take you away, I will come for you! I promise you that!" He said , fighting the tears that threatened to spill over his cheeks. "If you please." The woman said to the other man in annoyance, who grasped the elder's waist, trying to separate the two. Vergil snarled, fighting the man with all he had as he held onto his brother. Once partially free, he wrapped his arms around his brother's neck, brushing their lips against each other "I love you Dante!" He screamed as the man got a better grip around his body. Dante's already reddened eyes were full of tears which spread, wetting his tiny face. He struggled hard, when the man got grip of him, refusing to free his brother of his embrace.
"Nooo! You can't do that! I will not leave! You can't separate us!" he yelled, looking at the elder all terrified. When their lips met, he closed his eyes for a short moment in time, then the men almost parted them completely. Dante managed to grab his brother's hand, holding it as if it was the plank that would keep him from drowning. "I love you too..." he whispered weakly, when the men tried to pull them away from each other. "Stop that!" the younger cried, his fingers trembling in strain, while he did all that he could to not loose his twin's hand. "Let go of me! That hurts!" Vergil cried out in agony when his hand lost Dante's. "DANTE! NO! BITCH, YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO US! DANTE!"
The woman chuckled. "Watch me." She said and motioned for the man to take the younger away. Vergil could hear his brother scream for him until the heavy entrance door shut and the elder was forced onto his knees in a try to make him stop struggle. "I'm sorry, Vergil." Cindy whispered, her eyes filled with unshed tears while his own ran freely. "Fuck you whore!" Was all he said before she and her husband left.
The bitch just smirked, when everyone except Vergil and his 'guard' had left. "You better calm down, little one, as I found someone that would even take YOU with them." she stated then, lifting the speaker of her phone to demand somebody to lead 'them' in. A few minutes later the door opened again, and another couple went in. They were about the mid-ages, the guy looking rather rough, while his wife was really beautiful but seemed calm, as if her husband was the one to decide things in their relationship. They had a curt look at Vergil, who was still on his knees sobbing quietly, then turned to the director. "Is that the boy?" the man asked, pointing at him. Vergil just looked at the two with disgust, anger and torment. "Yes. Vergil, this is Yulianne and Derek, they wanted to see you. Now, should I leave you all-"
"We'll take him." The man said without hesitation. "Just pack his things and put him in the goddamned car." Vergil spit at their direction. "I am not going ANYWHERE!" He said but roared as he was hoisted over his 'guard's' shoulder. All suddenly, he was seated in a small car and the vehicle's door was closed behind him before he even had time to react.