The dreaded chapter 4! If you will notice, none of my stories ever pass this landmark so let's see how this works out. I usually get writer's block about know and can't write anymore or get an idea for yet another story! Please enjoy and leave a review. To anyone (If there is anyone) that has read and reviewed this story up to this point, thank you! You're awesome! This chapter is for you!

4. Temper

(1 week after the last chapter)

From what Nero could tell, it seemed that everyone around the Devil May Cry headquarters had a daily routine of some sort or another that they stayed strictly to. Lady and Trish, the few times they came by, demanded money from Dante that he owed them which they never got. Dante himself just went out on what few calls for work he had and sat around eating pizza and doing absolutely nothing.

And then there was Vergil…

Vergil was the only one that seemed to not be held by some sort of invisible schedule. He would sit there for hours upon hours and simply read books. Then sometimes he would just sleep as if he had all of eternity… which he did. But the majority of his time was spent obsessing over that book that he had brought into the headquarters on the day that Nero had arrived. Nero had asked him about it and Dante had given him the "Don't do it" gesture. Vergil, despite how Dante had figured he would react, just said that he would talk about it another time… maybe.

Now he was sitting on the couch, bored out of his mind. Vergil sat to his side calculating some things and constantly glancing back at the strange book, seemingly entranced in it. Nero would admit that a book could be interesting… but not this interesting. He wondered more and more what all this business involving the book was about anyway. After all, Dante enquired about it every once in a while. Normally in a joking fashion but sometimes not. Sometimes he genuinely looked like he wanted to know. Of course, he could be just be humoring his brother, but Nero wasn't really sure.

They could be really confusing in a room together.

So he just sat there and calmly listened to his music, his boredom all consuming. He needed something to do. This was driving him mad. Sitting here gave him far too much time to just think. He had time to think about all he had lost all that he had never had to begin with. It was a madding process.

"… perhaps… a fresh pair of eyes could be useful. I'm drained of inspirations and cannot find a solution to this riddle."

Nero sighed and sat up; looking at the papers that Vergil was holding. "Couldn't you just say that you need me to look this over for you to see if I can figure it out?" Nero said crossly as he took the papers. Vergil glared at him evilly, irritation present on his every feature. Nero looked at the papers and then over at the book. Vergil seemed to study him as he looked over the materials. He looked more stressed and confused than Vergil thought he would. Finally, after several long moments, Nero handed him back the papers.

"From what I can tell, there are 26 different symbols and they probably each correspond with a letter in the alphabet. Good luck figuring out what is what!"

Vergil growled. "Yes that is the case, Nero… but how do I figure out the letters?"

Dante cut in then. "Wow! You're so desperate that you asked a teenager to help you with a complex puzzle! Hahahahaha!"

Vergil looked at him along with Nero with angry looks. "What are you trying to say, Dante," Nero snapped as he jumped up," are you saying that I'm too dumb to figure out a puzzle because I'm a teenager?! You know what? Fuck. You!" with that said Nero marched out of the room and into the guest room that he was staying in on the second floor. Dante sighed. Vergil just looked surprised.

"The boy has quite a fiery temper, brother."

Dante sighed. "Yea. He's got a short fuse that's easy to light. Yesterday he got so mad that he involuntarily triggered!"

Vergil was interested now. "What did you say to him to make him that mad?"

Dante started to laugh. "I told him he had pillow hair when he got up, he tripped down steps, and he apparently was just in a bad mood that morning. You were out on a mission."

Vergil shook his head. "Poor angry child."

Dante gave a humorous yet serous look. "Be careful what you say. Nero has ears like a hawk and he resorts to instant violence to solve almost all of his problems."

Vergil closed his book and looked at Dante. "From what you are saying it sounds like the boy has a very bad anger problem. I would even go as far as to say it is, perhaps, a rage problem. After all, you said that he got so mad that he triggered. Wait… the boy can trigger?" I can feel his demonic energy and it doesn't seem at all strong enough for him to be able to trigger. I'm guessing that he can't hold a trigger all that long, can he?"

Dante looked surprised. "Yea, normally only a few seconds. When he gets mad he can hold it a lot longer but it half knocks him out-OH CRAP!"

Vergil turned around just in time to see Nero standing at the bottom of the steps with an over the top angry expression on his face... and Red Queen in hand. They both looked at him as an uncomfortable silence filled the space between the trio. Nero's rage was directed at Vergil and he was breathing heavily. Vergil just stared back at him, not eager to start a fight with someone that he considered a child under him. Dante had told Vergil that Nero could be lethal when he wanted to be, but still. He was just a teenager. Vergil wasn't really the type to toy with someone he was fighting. He didn't want to get carried away and kill or seriously hurt the boy.

Dante sighed. "I knew he was going to hear us."

Nero stared at Vergil, his whole body radiating with rage. Vergil didn't need to be a genius to know that no matter how he went about this, he was going to have to smack Nero around a little.

"Just so you know, you're wrong about me, Vergil! And I'm stronger than I look!"

Vergil just sighed. Good thing Nero had given Yamato back to him. It was in back of him on the couch. He was going to need to do this carefully. Nero would get out with a few scratches but he would live. That was Vergil's plan. Teach the boy not to pick fights with him and see how well he could fight all at once.

"…Are you sure about that?"

With that, Nero charged Vergil, his rage overthrowing his judgment. Vergil blocked the blow and countered almost too fast for Nero to react to, but he was able to think fast enough to respond. Nero grabbed Vergil's arm and used his Devil Bringer to toss Vergil across the room. As soon as Nero let go of Vergil, he teleported back over to Nero and hit him in the chest with the handle of Yamato. Nero gasped as a loud crack sound echoed through the room. He fell over and grabbed his chest, gasping. Just as Dante was going to intervene, Nero got back up and threw Vergil into the ground, splitting the floorboards. As Vergil got up, Nero's eyes began to glow red and a whoosh of air blew through the room. Vergil stepped back as Nero triggered.

For a split second, Vergil was spellbound. He had never seen anything like this. Then he had to block one of Nero's oncoming attacks. For the next few minutes they blocked and slashed, Vergil noticing that Nero was getting weaker by the second. He knew that if he didn't end this soon, Nero might actually hurt him. Just then Nero slashed his shoulder. He winced inwardly and made a decision. He didn't want to do this… but this was going to hurt really badly.

Vergil teleported forward and grabbed Nero's Devil Bringer, throwing him off balance. The second he lost his balance, Vergil ran him through, making sure to miss his vital organs and trying not to give him more internal damage than he had to. Nero cried out and snapped out of his trigger state, slumping forward. Dante ran over with a pissed look on his face just as Nero passed out.

Yea I know. it ended with him getting knocked out. That and Vergil was sort of a jerk… a little. But don't worry… Nero will give him what's coming to him soon enough –evil look- see you in the next chapter and don't forget to review!