Two months slowly passed from that night, Thera settled into Dante and Nero's abode bit by bit. They painted her room a nice dark cherry red with ivory lines vertically descending the wall. They bought more storage for toys they'd bought her, for tummy time and other essentials downstairs in the kitchen. Even Dante began to enjoy taking care of Thera as he realized he was a better father than he thought he'd originally be. Kyrie had also left after the first month as Nero and Dante had come up with a system on how to raise the child. She cried when she left, giving Nero a big hug and giving Thera a small kiss on the top of the head. The child's eyes were a stunning bright purple now and she was a happy giggling two month old. Kyrie offered Dante a short brotherly hug with a bit of embarrassment. It was an awkward hug, filled with uncertainty, but Dante humored her nonetheless. After Kyrie had left Dante was in a much better mood. He stopped gluing himself to Nero whenever he could, he took more jobs and he played with Thera. Actually smiled more often. Nero felt a surreal kind of happiness fill him every time he saw Dante's genuine smile. The moments they spent together with her reminded Dante of his time he spent with his mom and brother before they perished to the hands of demons. Happy, fleeting moments that made his head swim. Thera herself seemed happy that Kyrie was gone. Although there really wasn't much of a change, she just seemed to cry a lot less, smile more and giggle more as well.
That fluke from two months ago with the teddy bear seemed a distant memory, Dante had nearly forgotten about it until Thera turned another of her toys into a disgusting color. Her white horse that Lady had given her when she came to visit was now papery and ashen color with the texture of an old sponge. She had thrown it from her playpen an hour after Trish had given it to her, the toy completely turned a different color. Nero had found the toy in front of the television and brought it over to Lady who looked from Thera to the ruined toy before turning to Dante.
"What the hell did you do to it?" She asked and Dante threw his hands up, signaling his exasperation, mouth open in aghast.
"She's been doing that with toys she doesn't like." He explained and everyone looked to Thera who was happily chewing on her pacifier. "I think she might be like Nero and I." The half naked devil explained and Nero turned to look at him in skepticism. His brows were furrowed, but one was arched in inquisition.
"At this age though? Old man, she can't even walk. How the hell is she able to do things like that?" Nero questioned and Dante for lack of a better answer, shrugged.
"I only know that this is now the second time I've seen her throw toys which she shouldn't have the muscle mass as a normal human being infant." He propped his feet up on his desk which he was sitting in front of. The calculating calm in Dante's eyes was something he didn't see a lot of either. Maybe a Dante of the past? "Just be glad she doesn't blow things up." He finished breaking the illusion he had over the younger devil. Nero rolled his eyes, but couldn't help but agree.
"If she did start blowing things up, we'd have a problem." He said and Lady nodded tossing the horse onto the couch before hopping up onto Dante's desk.
"Have you tried figuring out what type of demon she is?" Lady asked and Dante shook his head. "Why not?" She asked and faltering, Dante picked up a magazine. How to explain without seeming like a heartless bastard..?
"If we tried to do that now, then it'd probably hurt her. Figuring these things out aren't exactly painless you know. We wait and see what else she shows us and figure it out on our own." He spoke seriously again and began to read his magazine, signaling that he would like to end the conversation. Lady gave him an nonplussed look before reaching over and snatching the magazine from his hands. "Hey-!" Dante cut off sighing and looking at Lady with an irritated look. "Look I'll try and see what I can do without hurting her. I don't want you guys kickin' my ass for makin' an infant cry." He said and Nero rolled his eyes. Surely that was the least of their problems right now.
The office settled into a state of calm, Thera gurgling on her place underneath the playmat play area while Dante and Nero spent some time piled on the older demon's office chair. Old habits die hard after all. What need was there for a couch when there was a perfectly good lap to sit on? With careful deliberation, Nero hopped up from his chair and sent a side glance to Lady who sent him a small smirk. Dante, who had picked up his magazine once again and was no longer paying attention to the two, didn't see the mischievous look they shared. Replacing his ever-polished poker face Nero leaned down, taking Dante by the wrist and pulling him up from his chair. Dante almost fell over-still having his legs on the desk- but righted himself and stood up. Aside from the fact that he had almost fallen on his face, he was surprised by the other man's actions. "What?" Was all Dante could manage as he was being pulled towards the front door by an armor clad grip. Nero looked behind him with a lopsided smile.
"It's your birthday idiot. What do you think?" He asked and Dante blinked before closing his eyes and sighing.
"Seriously? You know I don't like my birthday." He conceded. Yes, every year, Dante would hide in the office, reading his magazines and drinking a lot of beer. Sometimes gin and tonic just for shits and giggles. Dante had made a point to hide from the world on his birthday. What right did he have to celebrate his birthday when his birthday was the same day of his family's deaths? Nero stopped right outside the Devil May Cry building and turned to his counterpart with understanding eyes.
"Every year you spend alone is another year your mother would cry for you. There's people in your life who care about you Dante. Let them be there for you once in a while." Nero assured the other man with slow words. Dante felt his normal mask of disinterest shatter like it always did when the younger half-devil was around. Dante's mind tortured him, constant memories of his family, new memories of Vergil. Abandonment, loneliness. However, before Dante could get too emotional over all this new information, Nero was dragging him to their car.
"Where are we going?" Dante inquired, concerned but also… strangely excited? Feelings he hadn't felt in many many years flowed up to the top. Dante had to fight to control them. New and foreign, his face remained calm.
"You and I are going somewhere you'll love." Nero explained and almost threw Dante into the passenger seat before sliding over the hood of the car and getting in the driver's seat and closing the door. He spoke again as he buckled his seatbelt. "And no asking questions. You'll know when we get there. You're lucky I didn't go with Ladies blind fold suggestion." Dante chortled at the thought of Trish offering Dante one of her blindfolds before studying Nero's boyish features as they began down the street.
Once Dante realised where they were headed Nero had a knowing smile on his face and Dante shook his head a small smile gracing his own features. He watched silently as they turned into his favourite diner, pulling into the spot designated for them, seeing as it was the only space left.
"Why the hell are there so many cars here?" Dante asked and Nero just smirked before exiting the car and shutting the door behind him. Confused, Dante got out of the car, closing the door behind him before following the retreating Nero into the diner. All of his senses were put into overdrive when party poppers sounded and people jumped out from all over the place.
"Surprise!" Yelled all the people in the diner. Dante's eyes widened as he looked at all the people of his past. Nearly every single person that he had met during his jobs were there. His eyes scanned the group before a grin spread across his face. Happiness. Did he deserve this? As he looked around at all the people he had met throughout the years, the smile only stuck longer. Maybe...
"Well damn, at least you guys know how to throw one helluva party!" He said as everyone came up to him, throwing their arms around his shoulders, hugging him, or even punching him in the shoulder in greeting. Patty kissed his cheek happily after a huge hug.
Trish walked through the door as everyone was settling down around the diner, there own conversations starting as Dante sat down at the bar and struck up a conversation with Enzo, who he hadn't seen in many years since his trip to malet island. She smirked over at him before walking over and nodding to Nero who was sitting to the other side of Dante. He nodded back.
"How's it going Trish?" He asked and she shrugged before nudging Dante in the side with her elbow. He turned to her, his wide smirk widening as he saw her.
"Well, well, decided to show up this time and not pester me about my debts?" He asked and she shrugged.
"Don't expect me to forget about them forever. I'm dropping by before I head out to another job. Wanted to drop this off." She explained and tossed a box with black wrapping paper and a red satin bow at him. He caught it and from across the room he heard someone yell, 'Present time!' and he couldn't help but think of how childish it sounded. Patty perhaps?
"So you gonna stay and watch as my face lights up like christmas lights when I open it, right?" He said sarcastically Trish folded her arms before her whole demeanor showed the scorn she felt.
"If you're going to say it like that, then no." She said before turning and beginning to walk away.
"Hey come on Trish. Don't be bitchy. You know how I am." He said and she smirked before turning.
"Then get all of your debts in on time." She said and he gave her a defeated look.
"I'll put it on my agenda." He said before twirling the box on his finger. "Now lets see what jack is in this box." He said before unfastening the ribbon and tearing the wrapping paper open.
He popped the unlabeled box open and peeked inside the box before he broke out in laughter. The whole diner looked at him in wonder before he took out some black steel handcuffs with white fur.
"I'd say you know me so well Trish, but hell." He laughed some more before looking at her with an amused face. "What the hell?" He finally said and she simply shrugged with her hands up and turned from him.
"Don't tell me you won't use them." She said and Dante chuckled once more before dropping the cuffs into the box, shutting it and tossing it onto the bar. More was inside, but he wouldn't dare uncover the contents at a party like this. "Have fun." And he wasn't sure whether she meant the party or what he would later be doing with the... wonderful present she had just given him. He shook his head either way and watched her retreat through the exit of the diner.
"Woman's gotta think I'm insane enough to even think of using something so..." and then he caught himself before he finished his nearly embarrassing sentence in his head. 'flimsy... Nero would just break through the damn things... or the bed...' He thought before shrugging and watched as others walked up and handed him presents.
The first gift after Trishes was a new guitar. The guitar was a custom painted Minarik Tone Medusa with Dante's shop name painted in the neck of the guitar. He had nearly grinned his fool head off when he actually saw what it was. The guitar in his office currently only released a hell of bats when he shred out on it, so this was a nice addition.
The next thing was from the little blonde and blue eyes princess that he had posed as a bodyguard in the past for. He received a can of sword cleaner. The simple item bringing emotions and memories to the forefront of his mind. There had been many birthdays shared with Virgil. He had remembered every individual present that he'd ever gotten from his older brother. He smirked at her and ruffled her hair when she told him that she had worked to get the money. The little girl wasn't that young anymore, at the ripe age of seventeen. Still though, she managed to be just as annoying as when she was twelve. Adolescence…
The next present was from Rose, the daughter of the pizza shop owner down the street from where Dante and Nero lived. She had bought him a pair of new boots. Black, steel toed and heavy duty for battle, but with flashy steel spurs. They reminded him of the boots he'd had when he'd stormed Fortuna. He got up and hugged her quickly before sitting back down and glancing over at Nero to see him pursing his lips and looking in the other direction, his chin in the palm of his hand which was leaning on the bar. Envious of course, but not one to act a fool. Dante smirked at him. Then Jerry walked up and gave him a thinly wrapped gift. Dante looked up at him before leaning back.
"What's it gonna be this year Jer?" He asked and Jerry sniffed before shrugging and waiting for Dante to open the gift. Dante opened it, looking at the card before he gave out a barking laugh. "Damn Jer, if I knew you cared that much I would have paid my tabs more often." He said as he waved a tune up card for the nearest auto repair shop. Jerry just gave him a smug grin before punching him in the shoulder.
"Happy birthday kid." He said and Dante rolled his eyes at the 'kid' comment, knowing damn well he was older than the other man before setting down the card and taking the next gift that was given to him from Enzo, who was already starting to smell like alcohol. He unwrapped a bunch of dirty magazines and his smirk grew into a dark grin before he nudged his friend and waggled his eyebrows at him.
"How'd you manage to get these issues?" He asked. The info broker sighed and shook his head.
"Work, that's all I gotta say." He said and Dante placed the magazines on the bar, covering them with the other presents he could and took the last present that was handed to him. Looking at the individual that had handed him the gift, icy blue orbs met ocean blue. Nero's...
"Don't expect a ring or anything. Perverted old man." Nero said simply as Dante ripped the package open.
"Wouldn't with the size of the box. Though I would-" Dante was cut off as Nero elbowed him in the shoulder. "Yeah yeah, PG while there's kids around." He said and Patty frowned in the background. When the wrapping was finally off Dante popped the top off of the sealed box and his eyes scanned the contents. All the bullets from the night they had brought home Thera were laying gracefully inside their box. The image of the devil girl on top of his name small, but clean enough for Dante to see. Such a simple thought, something that wouldn't last forever, but the best present of them all. A calm smile spread over his face as everyone waited in anticipation, some confused by his reaction and others smiling wider. "Kid..." He said placing the box down before he got off of the stool and took Nero's hand, pulling him forward from his chair. Nero gasped before he found his head locked in Dante's arm and his head being ground into by Dante's knuckles. A noogie.
"What the- Old man- What the hell?! Let- go! That hurts!" He said before Dante let go and wrapped his arms around Nero, pulling him close into a hug. Nero's face filled with red as he blushed hard before he was pulled up and he squealed as his reflexes kicked in and he straddled Dante's waist. "Dante!" He hissed in a whisper before Dante grinned at him.
"Kid, you have no idea how happy your present makes me. I'll put my love into every bullet for you when I use them." He said before Nero pushed him away, the younger's eyes scanning the staring crowd as he jumped down off of Dante's waist.
"I-idiot..." He said before blushing and looking at the ground. "You're welcome..." He muttered before walking back to his chair. Then he went back to looking at the various brands of vodka and whiskey, the blush still evident on his face. Dante shook his head at the other before sitting down again and thumping his fist down onto the bar.
"Hey Jim, how 'bout we start a round of drinks?" The old Devil hunter bellowed merrily and all of the adults cheered. Patty just rolled her eyes and sipped her mountain dew. Music started in the diners speakers and the evening began.
The party continued way into the night and by the time midnight came around half of the party goers were already gone and many of the rest were departing for the night. The music beat steady rhythms from the speakers as the rest of the small group winded down. They sat in their respective places, some at the bar, some at tables playing poker or black jack, others were at the so called 'dance floor' which was only a cleared space with some strobe lights and lazers. That part was blocked off so the other party goers could calmly mingle in the other three fourths of the diner-turned-club. Dante and Nero however were huddled together in a booth a ways away from all the fun and commotion, talking and just enjoying each other's presence while Dante consumed massive amounts of Strawberry sunday's. Over the course of four hours, he'd eaten around nine but shared two more with Nero. Once nearly everyone had gone home it was around four in the morning. The two demons were still stuck in the same place, eating the final sundae of the night.
"You're gonna get fat old man." Nero commented with a cheshire smirk. Dante stuffed another spoonful into his mouth, winking at the other.
"Hey I have a high metabolism you know." Dante retorted once he had swallowed and Nero just shook his head before snatching a spoonful from Dante's sunday and popping the spoon into his mouth before Dante could reach out to stop him.
"Hey!" Dante complained as Nero gave a victorious grin and licked his lips. Dante took Nero's wrist in his hand and pulled the half devil forward into a hungry kiss. Nero's eyes widened as Dante's lips moved on his own, his body naturally moving along with the motion before his eyes dropped closed and he pushed back against Dante's lips. Their mouths opened, exploring each others' ice cream hadn't even left Nero's mouth yet, melting in between their mingling tongues. Nero made a pleasant sound when Dante finally won, exhausting the other man's tongue and started memorizing every crevice inside his mouth. When they finally pulled back Nero was breathing heavier, a pleased smile on his face while Dante was licking his lips. "There. I think I got most of it back." He said and Nero's eyes widened in realization, a light blush covering his cheeks. He reached up and scratched the side of his nose to hide it. His face still hot and bothered.
"Dante." The red demons name came from the younger male's mouth as an embarrassed growl. His eyes flashed blue for an instant as his demon wanted out to play. The instant seemed like an illusion to any other person before Nero simply turned his head away with a frustrated huff, having gained his composure. At that moment, they heard someone walking up behind them from down towards the rest of the party goers.
"Hey you two love birds!" A low voice called in a teasing tone. The embarrassment grew as Nero turned around to see Jerry walking up. Composure. Composure.
"Heading home?" Nero asked in an even tone. Jerry nodded as he stopped in front of them, Rose appearing behind his larger form.
"Rose's got Theo to take care of and I've gotta set up the shop for tomorrow." He explained and Nero rose from his chair followed by Dante. They all shook hands before Jerry and Rose left, already talking about how their night had gone. Nero shook his head at the two retreating figures and before he had the chance to sit back down Dante grabbed him by the waist and pulled him down to the dance floor.
"Dante, what are you doing?" Nero asked and Dante smirked before he began dancing. "You're serious?" Nero asked and Dante nodded before grabbing the other's hips and made him dance.
"We're the only ones here now. Might as well make the best of it." Dannte simply said before Nero finally sighed and began to dance with him. Their hips swayed together and Dante ground them together lightly before Nero brought his eyes up to meet the other's.
Their eyes met and gazed heatedly into the others. If it wasn't for the fact they were out and both of them were beginning to feel the effect of lack of sleep, they would have likely jumped each other. Nero put his hand around Dante's neck and promptly ground his hips into Dante's in a sweet swaying motion, making Dante's eyes roll back into his head and his hands on Nero's waist to tighten there hold. The music thumped around them, filling their bodies with the bass and rhythm. Nero slid his hands down from Dante's neck to his clothed chest, where he kept them, swaying his hips back and forth to the hypnotic beat, feeling the base reverberate with his own heart. He loved this feeling; the feeling of the both of them wrapped in the music where no one could get to them, how he could tease Dante back for all of the teasing he had giving the younger in return, and the sad fact was; If he wasn't with Dante now, he sure as hell wouldn't have been dancing like this with anyone else. He was practically grinding on Dante hungrily, but at least he wasn't hanging on him. That would have been a sight, he was sure of it.
Nero rubbed his hand down Dante's chest and back up, repeating the motion in time with the music and his undulating hips. After a few minutes-which ended up being a full hour- of dancing, Dante grinned down at him before he took his hold on Nero's waist and pulled Nero up, making the other wrap his legs around his waist and loop his arms around Dante's neck.
"Are we still dancing or is this some type of new plan to seduce me?" Nero asked and Dante chuckled.
"Only if you want it to be, kid." Dante said and Nero let out a small laugh before bending his head down to kiss Dante on the lips. When they parted Dante tipped his head up and leaned it against Nero's. "Thanks for the present kid. I'll try not to use them all at once." He said winking at the now blushing young adult before him.
Dante let Nero down, taking his hand in his own before leading the still blushing half demon across the dance floor and over to the bar. They both sat down, watching the bartender meander over with a small smile, looking a tad tired himself.
"Having a few more drinks before you head out?" The man asked and Dante nodded. "I'll make you two some special ones." He said before disappearing into the back. Dante looked at his retreating figure in wonder before turning to Nero, who was looking at the now empty space behind the bar.
"So I'm guessing you left Lady with Thera for the party?" He asked and Nero glanced over at the exit before looking back at him and nodding. "And she's not going to give me a present? The hell's with that woman?" He asked a little hurt even though his demeanor showed his indifference. Nero chuckled.
"She was going to subtract half of the money you owed her from your growing debt but since I already paid that off, she had to go buy you something. She has it back at the shop." He explained and Dante rolled his eyes but nodded.
The bartender came out of the back holding two drinks. One was a chilled blue color and the other was a bright cherry red. He set the red one in front of Dante and the blue in front of Nero before grinning at them.
"The last drink of the night. A Frappe Ramal 5 for the birthday boy and a Toxic Love for the other." He said and nodded to both of them before turning and walking to the kitchen door. "When you two are done just leave the glasses on the bar. I'll get them later." He finished before walking through the door. Dante smirked at the man's back before picking up his drink and turning to Nero.
"Well kid, to another year of being together?" He asked and Nero picked up his drink.
"Another year of hell with you?" He asked before chuckling. "Why not? It's better than the rest of this hell." He said before they tapped their glasses together and drank from them.
Dante closed the driver's side door to his car and stretched. After they had finished their drinks they had headed home, listening to the music and loving the silence they found in one another. Nero shut the door from the other side, walking alongside the taller demon hunter as they made their way inside the warm building that was their home.
When they entered Devil May Cry they saw Lady bummed out on the couch, her head hanging off the side along with one of her arms. Nero let out a short laugh at the way she was lying as he took off his coat to hang on the coat rack. Dante on the other hand walked right over to her and nudged her in the head with his foot.
"Lady, come on, up." He said in a loud voice and nudged her in the head again. She stirred, her eyes opening before she realised who was in front of her and sat up, swaying slightly as she did.
"Ugh, I feel like I slept upside down for hours." She said and the two men only glanced at each other before one smiled and the other smirked.
"Well you at least got some sleep." Dante complained rubbing his shoulder with his hand. "The kid kept me up all night." He complained and Lady rolled her eyes before standing.
"Don't complain. It's not like you didn't enjoy it, judging from the cheesy grin on your face and the alcohol on your breath." She said almost in a scolding way. Dante threw himself into his chair and sighed.
"Come on Lady, Trish already yelled at me." He sounded like he was pleading but the other two in the room knew that he wasn't. Nero shook his head and turned to Lady.
"Do you want to give him his present before you head home?" He asked and Lady shrugged but walked over to his desk setting a cherry red wrapped box with a white bow wrapped around it on his desk.
"Have fun opening it. Don't come bitching to me if you don't like it." She said before turning and walking across the room to the coat rack where she grabbed her coat.
"Not staying before I open it?" Dante asked and Lady simply waved and exited the building, leaving the nearly silent room to the quiet ringing of her boots on the concrete. The door shut loudly, leaving a ringing in the silence. "Let's see just what she got me." Dante said picking up the gift, taking his time to lightly shake it, tapping it and even smelling it.
"If it explodes while you're opening it I'm gonna laugh." Nero said grinning down at him.
"If it explodes while I'm opening it then you're gonna be too busy being blown up to laugh." Dante said almost seriously but Nero could see the hint of a smirk there as Dante deemed the present safe to open and promptly began to rip the wrapping paper off, uncovering its contents.
The box underneath revealed the brand name LOVERS. At this a light blush scattered across Dante's face before he grinned and opened the box. Slowly he pulled out various toys some of them not even he had seen before. Nero was beyond words as he witnessed what could have only been the most hungry look in history pass over Dante's face when he glanced at the younger devil. His face was nearly tomato red-he was sure of this because he was nearly ready to pass out from the heat- at all the objects he had pulled out. He was going to have to beat the crap out of Lady later. He wasn't going to be able to sleep for the next few weeks.
"You're not using those." Nero said and Dante pouted at his voice.
"Just for-" Nero growled at him before he could finish. "Fine. Be that way. And I was going to let you top." He said and Nero blushed at the comment, his body reacting to the statement even though he didn't want it to.
"Lady was stupid for giving those to you." Nero grumbled before turning for the stairs. He grabbed the baby monitor on the desk before making his way toward the steps. "I'm going to check on Thera before going to bed. If you even think of touching me while I'm asleep, I'll make sure your arms are detached from your body so you won't be able to anymore." Nero said maybe a little bit too angrily before going upstairs. Parenthood made them both a bit cranky from time to time. Dante's broken fist and newly fixed tub could attest to that. Dante blinked at the retreating form before looking back at the box.
He should have felt a little guilty at finding all of Lady's presents amusing but he didn't. He had too much pride for that. He did though, have enough sense to feel guilty at making his lover angry. Even if he wasn't quite sure how he had managed to do it. So, he took all of the toys and shoved them into the box, opening the bottom drawer of his desk and dumping them in before shutting it again. Sighing, he stretched before making his way upstairs, walking down the nearly silent hallway, only the quiet rustling coming from Thera's room being any indication that Nero hadn't gone to bed yet. He needed to apologies, the right way.
Just before Thera turned a full one year old she began walking. She had pulled herself up by the side of the couch and took her first full step without either of the parent's help. Dante had been sitting at his desk, taking apart ebony so he could clean her before he saw the toddler casually walking across the office. He had nearly fell out of his chair and called for Nero who was in the kitchen at the time getting something to drink. Nero had ran out of the kitchen so fast it startled Thera who had just managed to get to the middle of the room, making the poor child stumble back and fall to the ground.
"She was walking!?" Nero asked as he went to consol the crying child. Dante nodded.
"Walking like she had been doing it for years." He said and Nero looked down at the eleven month old infant.
"Well her first birthday is in three days. It's no surprise she started walking now." He explained picking the whimpering child up.
Suddenly like a bolt of lightning had hit him; Nero jerked, nearly dropping Thera as he cried out and stumbled back. Dante shot up from his chair, thinking better of jumping over it and just walking around before making his way over to Nero. Nero carefully put Thera on the ground, setting her on her feet before clambering back and sitting on the floor. Dante knelt down next to him, looking at him in concern.
"What's wrong?" Dante asked as Nero pulled down his shirt collar to reveal a small bite mark. "Thera did that?" He asked and Nero nodded.
"I think she might have been angry that I picked her up..." He said and rubbed the nearly bleeding bite mark. "Damn, for a small baby she sure has some sharp teeth." Nero muttered pulling his shirt back into place before he rubbed it again.
"Well it's no wonder. She nearly has all of her teeth and she's not even one." Dante said clambering to his feet before looking at where Thera had managed to get to. She was now sitting in front of her blocks, playing with them and banging them together. He looked at Nero again who was getting to his feet.
"That surprised me. I wasn't expecting her to bite me." He said mostly to himself. "Dante would you figure out what type of demon she is? We don't need to be sending her to preschool and have her biting people or making things turn odd colors. Maybe worse?" He said and turned to Dante. The one in question nodded, pecking Nero on the lips.
"Yeah, sure thing love." He said and Nero glared at him for the nickname. A blush settled on his face, but he leaned back in and kissed Dante back, the sound of baby giggles and blocks smashing together in the background.
Wrath: I added about a page of content, so it's longer than it was before. Mistakes were fixed, especially when I wrote this chapter at a time when spell check wasn't working on my computer. Anyways, I hope you guys have liked it so far. Please, please! Leave a comment even if it's just to let me know you enjoyed the chapter. I love hearing everyone's comments!