A/N: Good morning everyone! I am so exhausted cause I stayed up until about three thirty just trying to get everything done, this is why I need to go back to typing on the weekends, that was working out much better for me, I'm definitely going to do that this weekend, cause then next week I can have time to work on my cosplay and the rest of Ian's anniversary present, I'll talk all about them later, after our anniversary on the off chance that he reads this (I don't want him finding out what I got for him). Anywho, let's get on with this, I'm so sorry you guys that I didn't get this and To See From Another's Eyes up last week, I was having a rough week and ended up going home and sobbing into Ian's arms because I had just hit the emotional stress "Nope!" wall, please forgive me and I hope that this week's chapter makes it up to you!

Disclaimer: I'm lucky enough to have fans who read this, because I am certainly not Capcom and otherwise I'd just be the crazy girl who writes weird stories about characters who are not hers ;p

You're Who?!

"And just who are you?" Nero asked, still standing in the door, keeping the devil from entering, the wards on the building would do nothing to stop this demon, plus their wards were weird in that they did allow high powered devils to just waltz right in. Dante had said that they would be able to get in either way if they were determined, so why not lay out the welcome mat and confuse them a little.

"Is Dante in?" the devil asked, ignoring the teen's question, causing the younger's brow to twitch and his Bringer the pulse in irritation.

"She's asleep." He said, not moving an inch, staring down the demon before him, the man was taller than him but the partial devil had had enough experience trying to be intimidating with Dante and Credo that it didn't matter much to him.

"Can I speak with her?"

"No."

"Please, it's urgent." The brunette said, finally making eye contact with the teen before him.

"Not until you tell me who you are and what you meant at first."

"I suppose that is only fair isn't it? You are partially responsible for the mess I'm going to have to clean up now. The name I go by in the human world is Mackenzie; I am the one who laid the curse upon Dante by the request of my contractor."

"You did this?" Nero didn't know whether to be angry or surprised. "What do you mean, contractor?"

"I'm not so different from the two of you; I'm what you could call a devil for hire. I was hired by a woman with a severe distaste for your partner and she wanted good old fashioned vengeance; teach him a lesson so to speak. So I came here, laid the requested curse upon Dante and now I've come to explain the curse and check and see that things have not gotten out of hand. I didn't realize that there was another male devil living here, otherwise I would've been more hesitant with the curse, now I have a huge mess to clean up." He finished, shaking his head, fingers kneading his brow.

"What?" Nero asked "What mess…?" he was pretty sure he could guess what this devil was talking about but he needed confirmation.

"Please, can you go get Dante? I'd rather only explain once. It seems the infamous Son of Sparda's education is a little lacking if he didn't know either." Mackenzie muttered, Nero sighed but stepped aside, allowing the demon into the shop and walking up the stairs to retrieve his partner who was currently curled up in a content and peaceful ball on the bed.

"Dante." He said softly, rubbing the elder's shoulder. The she devil let out an incoherent mumble but didn't come to full consciousness.

"Dante, there's someone downstairs who needs to talk to you, he says that he's the one that laid the curse on you." This got her attention, she rolled over, icy eyes open, an odd blend of curiosity, sleepiness, and anger in them. Nero stepped back as the half devil pushed the warm covers back and jumping out of bed and grabbing some of the sweats that she'd bought with Trish and one of her old t-shirts before silently following the teen, too tired and sore to be overly active.

"Hello Dante," Mackenzie greeted from the bottom of the stairs. "how is womanhood treating you?" all he got in response was a tired glare and a huff as the she devil plopped onto the couch.

"Why?" she grunted, arms crossed, Nero couldn't help the small grin that crossed his face at how cute the elder looked when she was grumpy.

"I'm currently under employment of a woman named Brenda, she seemed to have quite the vendetta against you, she said something along the lines of "egotistical bastard that has no respect for women and must've been dropped as a child" I believe." The devil mused, Nero couldn't help himself, he burst into laughter, looking at the irate half devil on the couch who just glared at him.

"I'm sorry but she is right." The teen snickered, Mackenzie gave a small smirk.

"Brenda's request was that you walk in a woman's shoes for a month, just to gain an understanding and to teach you a lesson. I am currently in possession of your male form, just for safekeeping, you'll get it back at the end of the month. Though if I had known if there was another male devil, one that you were close comrades with I would've likely refused." When both slayers looked at him blankly he sighed.

"This is the problem with half breeds; their demonic parent always forgets to tell them about certain things…"

"I'm sorry that Sparda had to go off and get himself so spectacularly killed when I was young." Dante grumped, still looking like the cutest pouting thing that Nero had ever seen. Mackenzie sighed again, looking like he'd aged ten years in the last ten minutes.

"What I'm getting at is that you two are already close, so when one suddenly became a member of the opposite sex, that closeness changed into sexual interest. Whether you like it or not the young man here has begun courting you."

A/N: Yup. Just gonna leave it there :)

Till next time,

-Winged Element