Running

That's what Nero and Dante had done for the past 3 minutes,just running. Why were they running? Not to get away from something,and not to catch something,but to get somewhere. Nero's house was their destination.

There was no talking on the way to his house,no asking for sexual interactions. Just racing hearts and worried minds.

Nero was worried about Dante. Right after the bird told them his little story,Nero killed the damn thing,and they began running their asses off to get to Nero's house. Well,at least Nero was. Dante had other plans in mind.

Dante was worried about everything. After the bird said what he needed,Dante's whole little good mood went to hell and back,and over again. He remembers every word the thing had told them...

"I'm not a normal bird as you can see." Nero snorted and tightened is grip. "I think that's a bit obvious. Now cut the damn chit chat and start talking,what the fuck is your reason for stalking us?" Dante was about to laugh again,the sight of seeing Nero strangle the thing to death. I was really freaking hilarious.

"Alright,alright! I'll get straight to the point... I come on behalf of my master." The bird looked away from them,knowing full well that this was going to end badly when he told them about his mission. "Who would be your Eagle?" Dante began to laugh hysterically for a moment. The bird had really threw himself into that joke,and he just couldn't help to make a note of it by joking around. However,his laughter was cut short when an elbow came by and hit him in his gut harshly. A glare from Nero was more than enough to suffice that he didn't like that Dante was joking at a time like this.

"Well,if the mighty Eagle isn't you master..." Nero used his Devil Bringer and grabbed one of the bird's wings. The bird instantly knew what Nero was intending to do and had no interest in losing a wing,so he thrashed again. Nero,having lost his patience with the little bastard,harshly grabbed the wing and slowly began to tear it off.

The bird was screaming like a mad man before Nero had even began to tear the flesh of the wing from the rest of the bird's body. So you can imagine how much he was screaming when the tearing had actually began,well,he would've screamed if it wasn't for Dante holding it's beak shut with two fingers. The agonizingly slow process went on for 2 minutes. Nero would've made it longer,but had no interest on prolonging how long it would be before he could have a another chance at getting laid...

10 Minutes Later...

Nero was about to kill this thing damn it! He had torn off both of the wings,one of the feet,and plucked out one of it's eyes. The bastard was STILL alive,and Nero was just getting started! However,Dante was losing his interest in seeing Nero torture this thing,he almost didn't want to hear what it had to say anymore. But he knew that he'd end up as badly beaten as the bird if he said that and Nero was around. He needed a quick escape,he knew demons like this... They never talk,no matter how much you beat them.

"Hey,babe..." He knew how much Nero loved it when he called him babe,and just like last time,it instantly got Nero's attention. He swiftly turned his head to Dante,completely forgetting the bird.

"Yes,daddy?~"

"How about we forget about the bird and get back to our regularly scheduled events?" As soon as Dante said regularly,it turned Nero's erection from normal to a new level of being hard. He smashed the bird into the ground again and pinned it under a small rock.

He stood and looked Dante in the eye for a moment,before wrapping his arms around Dante's neck. Dante took the initiative and wrapped his arms around Nero's waist before diving in to lick and nip at Nero's neck. Nero leaned his head to the side to allow Dante more space to ravish his neck,all the while moaning and tightening his grip on Dante's neck.

"Mmmmmm,daddy.~ You're so fuckin' good to me.~" They were in their own little world of pleasures and lust,while the bird was thinking about his situation carefully.

He knew that his master said that he needed to get the message to Dante Sparda no matter what. He also remembered that his master said that he was most likely not going to come back alive,and if he did,then he figured that it meant that he didn't tell him. His master gave him a warning though,it was long and detailed. But all in all,the warning basically said that if he died without telling Dante the message,he would personally revive the little thing,then torture him to death,then do it all over again. And did he forget to mention that it was all times 10? Yeah,he was in some deep shit if he returned without giving the message or died without giving the message.

So he knew that now was the time to 'nut up or shut up',or so he heard. And seeing the two boys licking and kissing was beginning to gross him out anyway.

Somehow,he was able to move the rock from his body with whatever power he had left. The two boys were really getting into it now,he knew that this was only going to get hi ass kicked,but he had no other choice. He took a huge breath,with all the reaming strength he had left and put it into one powerful caw...

For awhile,everything was black and silent. They couldn't even see each other. Dante almost wondered if they had both died simultaneously,but figured that they hadn't. After seeing Nero fit over how he didn't get to give a blowjob,he knew right off the back that Nero wasn't going to die off without getting that blowjob,and nor was Dante.

A few moments later,he saw a faint light blue light that was glowing up next to him. He had no idea why it was there,but had a few ideas to what it was.

"Nero..." As soon he mentioned his name,the light got brighter,and he noticed there was something coiled around his neck like a snake. As the blue light brightened,he saw Nero's face and eyes. He was staring intently into Dante's,Dante had assumed he was probably a little bothered that they were interrupted again. Dante smiled softly at Nero to signify that he was alright,and Nero's Devil Bringer just got even brighter,most likely because Nero was happy to see Dante. Nero leaned in to try to kiss Dante,and Dante followed suit. Before their lips met however,the Devil Bringer got a bit too bright and it began to illuminate their surroundings.

The next thing Nero and Dante knew,they weren't in the park anymore. In fact,they weren't in Fortuna anymore. Dante had an idea of where they could've been,but didn't want to open his big mouth and screw things up more than they already were.

Everything was black and purple,there was a thin mist on the ground that just barely reached their ankles. There were distant screams that could be heard in the distance. All around the devil hunters was an eerie feeling of being watched and almost impending fear... Almost.

Dante wasn't really scared,in fact,he wasn't scared at all. All this really did was give him a 'blast from the past' kind of feeling. It reminded him of the all the times he went through hell to save some one,and then get screwed over and criticized for it. It was almost a homey feeling,he felt like somehow,he belonged here.

'Hmmmmm... Feels like hell...'

Nero on the other hand didn't give a fuck about where they were. He didn't feel afraid,but enraged. That eerie feeling wasn't even a feeling to him,it was just a thorn in his side that he was going to stick up the bird's ass for interrupting them... AGAIN! Nero was just about fed up with taking Dante slowly and always ending up like this. He made a mental note that he engraved into is mind:

'Next time I get the fucking chance,I will RAPE Dante if I have to! FUCK the foreplay!'

He was determined not to get interrupted again,and if he did,it was going to be for a pretty damn good reason... Not some fucking BIRD! He just couldn't believe his luck that a goddamn bird was stopping him from possibly having sex with Dante. He really was starting to hate his life now...

Before he could dwell on it any longer,a crackle of evil laughter broke their peaceful silence. Their loving embrace quickly ended when they split apart to pull out their weapons. Nero pulled out Blue Rose and raised his Devil Bringer,tense and ready to strike at anything. Dante Pulled out both Ebony and Ivory and held them both side by side,ready to shoot anything that moves. Both their stances tense,still,and quiet.

They heard laughter once more,and this time,the mist moved to the source of the sound. Both the demon hunters turned their attention to the direction of the mist,expecting a fight. As the mist collects into a ball,it rises into the air and expends.

"So,I'm guessing it's some sort of air demon,right Dante?" Nero put his gun away,and pulled out his sword instead,revving it up with its flame.

"Suppose so,doesn't matter. We're still going to kick its ass!" Dante decided to keep his guns,he didn't really feel like switching them out.

When the smoke finished expanding,it was in the shape of a face with no mouth. The eyes looked like triangles and the face was just a circle. To Nero,it just looked like a child's crappy attempt to draw his or her parents. Even Nero was better than that,and he hadn't drawn a picture in years.

Dante thought it actually looked kind of cute,not the cute and cuddly cute,but the pathetic kind of cute that makes the fight not even worth fighting. 'This should be easy.'

The eyes were blank,devoid of color and of life. It wasn't as if they expected that there would be some life in the eyes,it was just unnerving.

Then,as if hearing their thoughts,red light blinded them for a moment before they could make out two small red dots in the lifeless eyes.

"I see you've both fallen right into my trap. And to think,you're both supposed to be the sons of Sparda? Please,if you really were the his sons,you wouldn't have fallen for such an easy illusion..." The bird bluffed,acting as if he had a fighting chance. But he knew deep down inside that he had no chance of survival,he knew all too well how this was going to end. Might as well make his last moments fun before it's over,right? He could tell it had angered the boys greatly... Well,more like it angered the younger one greatly. He seemed like he was about to tear up a skyscraper in a matter of seconds,and he was glaring at him so badly that it looked like he was hoping for beams or something to come out his eyes. Yeah,he could defiantly tell that the younger was weaker in more than one way. It made perfectly good sense now about why he tried to go for such a powerful mate like the youngest child of Sparda. But,that would a thought to be dwelled on at another time,for now it was time for business!

Nero glared up at the puff of smoke and growled. He was so fucking pissed right now,he felt like hitting a steel wall. But for once in his life,he attempted to calm himself down. He knew that getting this mad wouldn't help get him closer to getting into Dante's pants,but father away. That was something he could not and would not afford himself to lose.

"If you really want to see IF we're the sons of Sparda,then why you get your little smokey ass down here,and fight us like the piece of shit you are!" Nero howled at the demon,tired of the endless mind games. He didn't even want to know what the fucker had to say anymore,he just wanted it dead.

But leave it to Dante to see right through this façade,he knew that there was a greater meaning to bringing them into this illusion than to fight. Frankly,he didn't think they were going to fight. But knowing Nero,he'd kill it before he had a chance to question it,so he'd have to hold him off for a while.

"Hey,buddy! I've got something to say,and I suggest that you listen! 'Cause my friend here doesn't look like he'll wait that much longer to kick your ass!" If he was right,then every demon he ever faced hated & despised it when Dante would underestimate them,and for once,that's exactly what he was hoping for.

But as of recent,things hadn't been going as he had planned,and this time was no different.

"I can't die before I give out my message! It's my duty to give you this message,lest I wish to die. Now that-" He was harshly cut off when Nero's Devil Bringer caught some of the smoke in its giant spiritual hand and absorbed it. Nero was looking like hell on a stick,if that how you could describe how mad he was.

Dante quickly ran to Nero's side and grabbed his arm to stop him attacking the demon more. As soon as Dante's hand landed on Nero's,he quickly calmed down,and began to get aroused by the touch.

He moaned quietly at the contact,and gasped a moment later as he realized what time it was for himself. Dante too realized exactly what Nero was going through,and hoped that the other demon didn't catch,but leave it to fate to mess his shit up.

"I see it's time of the month. That would be very exciting to watch,but I have a message to deliver. Now if I could PLEASE get this out,then I'll be on my way..."

Dante,without even looking,(and while still holding Ebony) shot the demon in one of its eyes. It roared at the shot,but did not run. He had to stay and give the message,if he didn't all would be lost. And it seemed that Dante realized this too.

"Listen,I don't have the time,nor the patience to deal with you anymore. So you've got about 30 fucking seconds to say your shit. 'Cause you're not going anywhere,I'm gonna let my friend here tear you smokey limb from smokey limb. And by the way,your 30 fucking seconds,starts right fucking now,so HURRY the fuck up!"

Dante didn't know why exactly,but when ever he got mad,"fuck" was his favorite word to use. And on more than one occasion,it got him punched,kicked,slapped,and shot. Too bad for him though,what he was about to see and hear was going to be worse than all the kicking and shooting.

"30 seconds is all I'll need... Watch devil boys,for you're both about to meet your marker..."

Before Dante had a chance to inquire about what he said,the red light blinded them. At first,the light was just blinding,then it began to get warm. It felt as if they were outside in the summer heat. It got hotter and hotter until it was too hot to hold their weapons. Nero dropped Red Queen and Dante dropped both Ebony and Ivory. After dropping the weapons,the light got brighter and brighter,and before Nero knew it,he truly was blinded.

Instinctively,he reached for Dante,only to find that he wasn't there anymore. He kept reaching,hoping to find Dante somewhere,but found nothing. Panic began to inch its way into his heart. Frantically,he began reaching around for Dante more,eve using his Devil Bringer to try to sense Dante out. But to his dismay,he couldn't feel Dante's life force. Now,fear and some of the worst conclusions began to race through his head.

"Dante? Dante?! Dante,where the hell are you?! I can't see and see you! Where are you Dante?! DANTE?!"

He tried to hold it back,but he could already feel the hot streams of tears run down his cheeks. He was screaming hysterically now,screaming Dante's name and reaching out for Dante knowing he wouldn't find him. He tripped over something a fell to the ground,barely able to move. He felt tired and cold all of a sudden and couldn't get himself to get back up. His crying intensified and he curled up into a little ball,mentally kicking himself for being so weak like this. He couldn't even begin to wonder what was causing all this.

As he thought,the light faded,and so did the heat. His slowly regained his sight,and the feeling in his body. He remained on the ground and looked where the demon was meant to be,but he was gone. The mist had returned to the ground,and Dante was still gone. He cried even more now that he was alone,truly alone. But since he was alone now,his mind put together the only reason his body would act this way: His season.

The time during which submissive demons make themselves more subject able to a dominant demon. Nero figured that his body wanted Dante,and now that he was gone,his body was trying to signal for its 'master' to come back. Even though they hadn't even mated,it felt like they had. Nero's body refused to obey his orders to move,it just decided to sit there. And that just made him cry even more. He was feeling even more tired than before,but he refused to lose consciousness.

He made one last silent plea before he gave up on trying to move from that spot. 'Please Dante... Please come back to me... 'Rincluso es yameer nontuie...' It was a demonic chant that basically was an S.O.S. for mated demons. He knew they weren't mated,but it was damn well worth a shot. He continued to chant it in his head while he awaited Dante's return...

Else Where...

It was dark,again. But this time,it was pitch black and there was no one,and nothing. No sound either. He sighed and put his hands on his hips in a rather 'sissy' fashion. For a small moment,he giggled at the thought of Nero saying how unmanly it was to put your hands on your hips like a girl. Later he'd have to tell Nero that it's not that bad if you've been through hell and back. But that'd be for later,this is for now!

He looked around to take in his surroundings,IF there were surroundings to take in. Everything was silent and there was nothing to be seen. 'Maybe some sound would help...'

"Hello? Anyone out there? It's kind of lonely sitting out here all by myself,don't ya think?" No answer. It became clear to Dante that this time,there weren't any demons to provoke,meaning no easy way out. But he was used to that,faaaarrr too used to that.

Then,out of nowhere,he began to panic. He looked around frantically to see what was causing his fear,but found nothing. 'What the fuck? I'm all worried and shit,but over what?!'

As he looked around,he thought he heard something. He stopped his movements,closed his eyes and tuned out everything else to listen to this small sound he heard...

'Rincluso es yameer nontuie...Rincluso es yameer nontuie...Rincluso es yameer nontuie...'

When he finally opened his eyes,he had no fucking idea Nero knew what that was. He realized that it was a call for help the first time he heard it. But didn't realize why it was going to him or who it was. Second time,he realized that it must've been from a demon that was looking for him in this place,or some where close by. But the question still remained,who was it? Last time it came around,he knew exactly what was going on and why he was so worried:

Nero was alone,afraid and most likely in danger. He need Dante's help but couldn't find him. And now Dante's receiving his call for help,but has no fucking idea where he's at and has no way to help him.

This was NOT going to fly. He needed to find Nero,now! But he needed to know where the fuck he was first,nothing a little demon sight couldn't help.

Closing his and relaxing his muscles,he focused a little of his demon power into his eyes. As soon as he finished,he opened his eyes and smiled. 'Wonder why I didn't do that earlier.'

He saw three floating doors in front of him. All distinctively different from one another,but all still the same. It gave a kind of home-like feeling,as if he had his family back. He shook his head as soon as that thought entered his mind. It was way too far-fetched to think that these doors had anything to do with him or his family.

But still,the doors gave him a strong 'welcome back kind of feeling. But he figure that upon better inspection of each door,he would find better answers to suit his questions.

The first door was a dark brown,probably cherry wood or something like that. The knob was normal,nothing to special about that. But the main design on the door is what caught his eye. The main design on it was two roses inter twined around two dragons. Between the two dragons were his beloved guns,Ebony an Ivory. 'OK,now this shit is starting to freak me out a bit...'

He shivered and went one look at the next door,and was puzzled and pissed. Pissed because it gave him no fucking clue to where it led,puzzled because it reminded him of Nero.

It was grey-ish white. The door knobs were no door knobs,no design on it,no nothing. It was kind of how this whole place made Dante feel.

He walked up to it and tried pushing on it,but that did nothing,well,it felt like more so that there was something keeping him from opening it. He went back to the other door and tried to open it,but found that he couldn't open that one either. He tried kicking them both,but to no avail. He thought about shooting them,but remembered that he didn't have his guns on him. Giving up there,he thought that the last door would give him some sort of way out,but for some reason,dreaded going over to it.

As soon as he approached it,he realized why he felt that way. Right when his eyes landed on the design of the door,he froze. He froze with the same kind of fear that the bird had before. The entire design itself was beautiful,perfect. It had roses and clouds and just about everything else that you could think of that would make you think "pretty".

But there was one detail that stood out,one detail that chilled him down to the very core of his existence... In the center of the design,there were words. Three little words that would've calmed Dante in his younger years,but scared the living shit out of him now. He moved closer to the door,to make sure what he was seeing was really real. As he got closer,he realized that he wasn't dreaming,that the words he saw on the door were more real than he thought.

It said: Devils Never Cry

Now,back to the present,Nero and Dante are still running,Nero's house in sight.

After seeing those words,the same scene keeps on playing over and over in his head. A scene that Dante desperately wished he had forgotten...

"From now on,I'll sing to you this melody. And it'll help to make you fall asleep,alright?" A soft,yet velvety voice said as he sat on the bed.

"O-ok... But please,hurry. The monsters are gonna get me if you don't..." The little boy was so afraid,that he began to cry lightly. The elder,seeing this,softened his heart and wiped away the tears with his thumb and looked his little brother in the eye.

"Shhhh... no need for tears,little one. After I sing to you this melody,the monsters will no longer be able to feed on your tears. For they will learn that devils never cry..."

Clearing his throat,the elder begins to lightly sing a song and rub his little brother's head.

"Bless me with the Leaf off of the tree. On it, I see The freedom reign. We are falling,The light is calling. Tears inside me Calm me down. Midnight calling,Mist of resolving. Crown me with the Pure green leaf. Praise to my father,Blessed by the water. Black night, dark sky,The devil's cry..."

Author's Note:

Hello to one and all! I know this chapter is almost like,two times longer than every other one,but there was just sooooo much that I needed to put in this chapter. More than once,I started writing off of instinct. I couldn't help myself from writing whatever came to mind. And once I read over the whole thing,I thought "O.O" I couldn't believe I wrote that much. But I hope you enjoy this chapter,cause I put my heart and soul into it. And if there are an mistakes,please let me know,and if there's anything that you might want to happen in the next few chapters,pm me. And one last thing,I'll also be doing request for anyone that may want a story written. Right now,I'm only doing Resident Evil stories with Leon X Krauser. That means yaoi for all those who thought differently. I do not Own Devil May Cry,I just write stories.