The boys were pretty well lit up by the time they spotted the girls across the bar. Dante ordered them shot…after shot…after shot. A couple of cuties had sent them drinks as well. All and all they were feeling pretty good. They watched Lady and Trish dance and giggle across the way. They hadn't intended to end up at the same bar (at least that's what Dante was led to believe) and didn't want to be accused of following them.

Dante figured that Vergil was pretty well drunk and now would be a good time to bring up him and Lady. "She's smoking hot tonight, isn't she?"

Vergil's eyes had been glued to Lady ever since he spotted her. He nodded silently and threw back another shot.

"I know you still have a thing for Lady, so why don't you just get back with her? You know she still loves you." Dante shouted over the music.

Vergil broke his gaze and focused on his twin. "Dante, are you ever going to let this go?"

Dante lifted his beer, "Nope." He took a long pull. "Look, you two were perfect together. So you fucked up. Big deal. She still came to rescue your sorry ass. It's clear that she still wants you. Stop trying to be so fucking chivalrous. It's only going to hurt you both in the end."

He handed Vergil his next shot. "You don't get it, brother. I love her too much to ask her to go through this bullshit with me again. The whole reason I did what I did was to protect the both of you. If we revive our relationship, I am going to want to find another way to protect her, so it is inevitable that I will put our relationship in jeopardy to keep her out of harms way."

"Vergil, don't you want to protect her now? Isn't that why you wig out when she is even in the tiniest bit of trouble?" Dante slurred.

"Yes." Vergil's brows drew together. "I see your point, but it isn't that simple."

Dante slammed back his drink. Shot glass still in hand, he pointed at his brother. "You know what your problem is? You're afraid. You are afraid that you will be happy Vergil. And that it will be taken away from you."

Vergil looked back out at Lady as she threw her head back and laughed at something Trish was whispering in her ear. Dante put his hand on his shoulder. "Bro, you were gone for eight years and she survived. She has you back in her life and she's happier than I've seen her in a long time. Take the chance. Let her love you again." He slapped Vergil on the back and stood. "I gotta pee, be right back."

Vergil looked at his beer as he brought it to his lips. Maybe he was drunk, but for once, Dante's words kinda made sense.

Trish and Lady came up on either side of him and put their arms around him, laying their heads on his shoulder. "What's wrong Vergil, you look like you just lost your best friend." Trish cooed.

He looked at them both and smiled. "How has your evening been?"

"Great."

"Boring."

"Oh Lady, whatever. You know you've been having fun." Trish said winking at her. "Where's your other half?"

"You mean his better half. Damn, I don't get any love?" Dante pouted with his arms out.

The girls rolled their eyes and latched onto Dante. "There. Better?" Lady smirked.

"That's right!" He said smugly and put his arms around them.

They continued the party together. A couple more shots, a couple more laughs. Trish pulled Dante out on the dance floor a few times while Lady and Vergil looked on. She later accompanied Lady to the restroom for what Dante dubbed 'girlie time.'

The raven haired beauty was putting on some lip gloss when Trish slammed her hand down on the counter, startling her. "Dammit Lady, I cant take it anymore. If he won't make a move, then I will!" Trish turned on her heels, her hair whipped around her shoulders. Where the hell did that come from? Lady was hot on her heels as Trish marched out of the bathroom. Vergil saw them coming. Gauging Trish's demeanor, he straightened up and stepped back a pace or two.

"Excuse me Vergil." The blond demoness stepped between him and Dante. She turned Dante towards her and planted a fierce kiss on his pouty lips. His eyes widened and then closed as he realized what was happening. She broke the kiss and grabbed him by the collar. "Take me home. Now!" He didn't even get the chance to respond before Trish grabbed him by the hand and lead him out of the bar.

Vergil and Lady were left standing alone at the bar staring after the newly made couple. Their shocked expressions gave way to triumphant grins as they clinked their bottles together.

"So how did you get him to come out?" Lady prodded leaning in closer to Vergil. God, he smelled good.

"Easy, he asked if I wanted to go for a drink. He thinks it's coincidence that we all ended up here." He eyed her lips as she brought the bottle to her mouth. "He didn't even notice that I was texting you as we walked out the door."

Lady laughed and set her drink down. "Are you ready to leave?"

Vergil nodded and paid their tab. They hailed a taxi, since they were both way to drunk to drive. Sliding into the back seat, Lady laughed. "I hope Dante knows what he's in for. Trish is a handful."

Vergil propped his arm up on the back of the seat. Lady scooted closer to him and rested her head on his shoulder. He brought his arm around her. "Did you have a good time tonight?"

She looked up at him and smiled brightly. "I did."

"Excellent." He said gazing down into her eyes. "I'm glad." Lady reached up and brushed a stray piece of hair back into place, bringing her hand down to rest on the side of his neck.

His internal monolog shutting down, due to the amount of alcohol he had consumed, Vergil whispered. "I want you. So badly." Though it was but a whisper, Lady could still hear the torrid of lust behind it.

She pulled him down to her until their lips met. He ran his tongue along her upper lip. Lady parted her lips to let him gain access and he delved in. She pulled him closer as he explored her succulent mouth. She craved more contact. Straddling his lap, Lady took his face in both hands. Vergil moved his hands down to her exposed thighs and gave a guttural moan when she rolled her hips. She arched into his touch when he brought one hand up to cup her breast. They could hear a faint ringing in the background as they continued to ravish each other. Lady squealed when Vergil's pocket started vibrating. Eventually the buzzing stopped. Lady tangled her fingers in his hair and moaned softly into his mouth as he ran his hand up under her dress to caress her backside. She could feel his hardness pressed between them and she wondered if he would actually take her here in the back of the taxi. She wanted him too damn much to care.

His phone started vibrating again. "God Vergil, answer the damn phone." She mumbled against his swollen lips. Lady started a lazy trail of kisses down his neck.

Vergil pulled the phone from his pocket. "What." He said impatiently. Trish spoke into the phone line. "Where are you?" Vergil heaved an aggravated sigh. "I'll be right there." He said snapping the phone shut. "Dammit." The dark twin mumbled, then kissed Lady fervently. Breaking the kiss with a low moan, he leaned forward and tapped on the glass. "Pull over."

Lady leaned back to look at him. He was extremely agitated. "What's wrong?"

"Dante passed out a block from the shop and Trish cant lift him up." Vergil huffed. He so did not want to leave this vehicle. He kissed her lips again as she slid back into the seat. "I'll see you back at the apartment."

"Do you want me to come with you?" Lady asked, straightening her dress.

"No, you shouldn't witness the beating my dear brother is about to receive. I'll be home shortly. He hugged her, sighing against her neck, before exiting the car. Vergil adjusted slightly, before heading in the direction of the shop. Dante had no idea the ass whooping he was about to receive.

Trish had managed to rouse Dante and get him into a sitting position by the time she spotted Vergil. He looked madder than a hornet. His eyes narrowed when he neared them. "I'm sorry Vergil. He's too heavy for me to carry."

"It's alright Trish. This isn't your fault." Vergil hauled off and decked his inebriated twin, laying him back out on the ground. "It's easier to carry him this way." He explained to Trish as he threw his brother over his shoulder. "Plus, I am in no mood to hear this drunken buffoons chatter." When they reached the shop, Vergil took Dante up to his room. He told the blond demoness that he would probably be out for the rest of the night.

"No, I wont. I'm awake." Dante slurred behind them. Vergil promptly punched him in the face, putting the devil hunter back to sleep.

Vergil cleared his throat. "Like I said, he'll be out for the rest of the night."

Trish tucked Dante in. "We interrupted something didn't we?"

"Whatever gave you that idea?" Vergil said as he walked out of his brothers room.

"Oh Vergil. I am so sorry." Dammit Dante. Trish cursed the snoring half devil behind her.

"No need to apologize." They descended the stairs and walked into the office. Vergil let out an exasperated sigh, trying to collect his composer. "Listen Trish, my drunken idiot of a brother is infatuated with you and has been for some time. Don't give up on the fool just yet."

Trish smiled and hugged the eldest son of Sparda. "Thank you for helping me with the big oaf." She let go and he turned to leave. "Sorry he's such a giant cock block."

Vergil reached for the door, his eyebrows shot up at Trish's choice of words. "Yes, he is." He shook his head slightly and smiled as he walked out of the shop.

***FFF***

Vergil walked into a dark apartment and immediately tripped over one of Lady's shoes. He flipped the light on to see her clothes littering the walkway to her room. He knocked softly on the door. Receiving no response, he pushed the door open and peeked in. Lady laid sprawled out sideways across her bed, dressed in an oversized tee shirt, snoring lightly. Vergil smiled, pulling back her covers and moving her to the head of the bed. She didn't even crack an eyelid. He brought the covers up over her and retired to the couch.