[A/N] Me: Me: OMG, hey guys. I am soooo ubber sorry for not updating!

Vergil: Raise your hand if you want to bite her head off.

Me: 0_0 Holy cow! I-I- Umm, I just realized I left the oven on! Gotta go, bye! *jumps out window and runs down the block*

Vergil: Wha-But you live here! Where are you-*sigh*….Hn. Anyway I hope you appreciate this since I now have to write it myself.

Chapter 9: Unfortunate Attachments

When I woke up I had four strange realizations. The first was I was lying down on some smooth surface, the second, I was FREEZING. As soon as this thought crossed my mind however, I felt a sudden warmth wrap around me giving me a strange comfort, which brings me to my next realization. Vergil's scent was a lot stronger than before. Thought I hate to admit it, it made me blush. He had to be close and I was rather thankful for that. Much like when we first met, I still found his scent addicting. It was both calming and exciting at the same time. I know I must sound like a weird stalker but it was true.

"Aw you're worried." A teasing voice chuckled.

"Is that what you think?" A significantly colder, more irritated voice replied.

"Well, you've been here for awhile now, I just wanted to tell you I found the perfect cure to the poison so you don't have to panic… or however you express your emotions." I could tell by now it was Julian speaking. "To tell you the truth, I was a little worried myself."

"Panic? Don't be absurd, such emotions are useless and tend to get one killed." Vergil snapped. "And don't ever compare yourself to me." He sounded a bit disgusted when he said the last part.

"Alright, but it's your jacket she's wearing not mine." Julian chuckled.

Wait jacket? Vergil's? My mind quickly recalled the earlier events and my eyes snapped open. I sat up and felt hot pain shoot through my stomach followed by an intense nausea. I grimaced.

"Hello sleeping beauty, welcome back to the living-ah, well whatever you angels consider us these days." Julian said jokingly. He was standing next to the desk I was laying on and Vergil was leaning back onto the adjacent wall (minus the trench coat of course) reading another book.

I looked down at what had been keeping me warm and sure enough it was a smooth blue and gold jacket with some blood on it. I forced down a blush and Julian made me lay back down. I was in a room that faintly reminded me of my Dad's study.

"Do you want the good news or the bad news?" Julian asked more serious.

"Bad I guess." I mumbled.

"Well, since you took the job of being hero, you were asleep for the last two days and therefore put us two days behind schedule." Julian said.

"TWO DAYS?" I said louder than necessary. Vergil glanced up from his book and gave a disapproving look before continuing his reading.

"Yes, two long days of which both of us worried endlessly about your safety." Julian said purposely exaggerating. "Especially Vergil. Oh! Who knows what trama his mind must've secretly gone through!"

Vergil's grip on the book visibly tightened and he looked like he was trying his best not to walk over and snap Julian's neck.

I rolled my eyes. "And the good news?"

"We have something that will not only cure the poison that will undoubtedly kill you in the next fifteen minutes; but it will also heal your major wounds." Julian said cheerfully.

"Really? What is it?" I asked relieved and a bit surprised.

"It's a secret you just have to trust me." Julian said. Even though he sounded like he was amused his expression had a rare seriousness to it. He was holding a vial in his hands.

"What is it?" I repeated more cautiously.

"If I tell you, you won't drink it. You and your bloody morals." Julian muttered, I still heard him clearly.

"Julian, what is it?"

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a bright red apple that had an unusual glow about it. The stem was golden and I instantly knew what it was.

"You've got to be kidding." I said looking at the apple skeptically. "Where did you get that? No one has seen forbidden fruit since Adam and Eve. More importantly it's strictly forbidden for anyone to eat. It gives humans too much knowledge and can also cause bad things for angels and demons as well. Of course I wouldn't eat it!"

"You don't have to eat it; I've extracted the juice from it, so all you have to do is drink some of it. It's just enough for you to get the healing properties without side effects." Julian said as he went to hand me a vial with bright honey colored liquid..

I shook my head. My mind was all ready made up. "No, it's bad enough I'm helping you; the more rules I break the worse things will get, don't you understand that?"

"So am I to presume you dying is a better alternative?" Vergil finally spoke up.

I stayed silent. I couldn't argue with that but at the same time I would never think of breaking one of the top rules; especially after I heard the consequences and what happened to those before me.

"I really can't." I said forcing myself to sit up. "… Oh. My. Gosh."

I wrapped Vergil's jacket tighter around me and tried to block out some of the severe pain. I was just now noticing one of the most awkward and embarrassing parts of this situation. "What happened to my shirt, and I swear to high heavens if you say any joke or stupid comment, I'll kill you where you stand. That goes for both of you!" I narrowed my eyes silently adding. 'Even if I'm pretty sure Vergil is smarter than that.'

Julian and Vergil stayed silent for a few seconds; both probably thinking over my threat and how to best explain where my shirt was.

Julian was the first to speak. "You're still wearing it…just differently. That wound had to be bandaged some how, or you would have bled to death…"

"You took my shirt off?" I practically yelled seething.

"Woah! I never said I in particular did anything when it came to that part; ask your precious half devil for those details. I was busy out looking for a cure." Julian smirked.

I was beyond pissed. 'Well at least it wasn't Julian- wait. That's not supposed to matter!'

"Vergil?" I said slowly as I glared at him.

He had a blank expression and didn't seem concerned in the least.

"Stop being childish." Vergil said simply before going back to reading whatever stupid ancient book was in his hands. "We have more important matters to attend to, such as you healing so we can find the rest of the Light fragments."

"This IS an important matter, and I'm not being childish!" I protested. "And I just say I'm NOT drinking that!"

I stormed out of the room before either of them said anything else that would cause me to kill them. (Though in my current condition I'd need a miracle to do that anyway; and I get a lot less of those these days.)

"So how do you propose we get her to drink it? Neither of us wants her to die, and on the off chance you really don't care, she's still vital to the plan." Julian said low enough for only Vergil to hear.

Vergil closed the book and took the vial from Julian.

I leaned against the wall feeling a little short of breath. The poison was definitely killing me. Was I being selfish for sacrificing my friends second chance for the sake of morals that may not even count anymore? Perhaps. I just wished there was another way…

I leaned my head back feeling my face heat up for a different reason. I slid my arms into the sleeves of Vergil's jacket and pulled it tightly around me, careful not to irritate my wound any more. I groaned in annoyance at the fact that my mind was still trying to register why I got impaled and…the fact the Vergil of all people had to take my shirt off. 'WHY DO I KEEP GOING BACK TO THAT?' I mentally scolded myself wishing I'd be able to forget about it.

Yeah like that would happen. I rolled my eyes. 'Who am I kidding, he's a demon! Well, half, but whatever. Though his father did help save humanity (which in my opinion should be enough to redeem Sparda) and the way heaven looked at him changed. He was still a demon, and therefore we were not to associate with him unless given permission from the highest level of the Angelic order, but he still earned our respect. With that in mind, I wonder if maybe…Maybe they'd forgive me for helping him, so long as he didn't do anything evil with whatever amount of power he received from the Northern Gate. After all, he is the son of Sparda…half demon, kinda mean, antisocial, really hot, very deadly- wait what was that last part?'

I heard quiet footsteps coming down the hall towards me. I looked up to see Vergil with the same blank expression as earlier. His hands were empty so I felt a little less guarded. At least if the potion was in his pocket or something I could tell the moment he reached for it. But he didn't reach for it. Our eyes locked. Mine were still guarded and his almost uncaring.

He paused briefly before teleporting in front of me and pinning both my hands above my head.

"Vergil, what are you-"

He leaned forward and crashed his lips into mine. My mind went completely blank and I froze. I could swear every demon within a twelve hundred mile radius could hear how loud my heart was beating.

Suddenly my mouth filled with a sweet substance and I automatically swallowed before realizing my mistake. He pulled away and I felt his warm breath fan across my bright red face. I glared at him feeling stupid for not knowing it was a trap.

"Why did you do that?"

"I doubt you would've drank it had I just asked you."

I really was trying my best to stay pissed off at him but my face was still an interesting shade of red and I felt more self conscious than angry. Dear father, what have I gotten myself into. I'm failing my duty as an Arc angel to the max. "Stupid demon." I muttered childishly.

"Stubborn angel." He replied with a barely noticeable smirk.

I hated the fact that I couldn't stop blushing, and the butterflies in my stomach, and most of all, the intense want too lean forward and kiss him…again. I breathed in his scent and before I knew it I was leaning forward he gave me a curious look but didn't protest to my obvious intention.

"Okay guys now we need to-WOW, sorry to interrupt!"

I jumped at the sound of Julian's voice and my face got darker, if possible. I tried to back up but I was still against a wall. Vergil pulled back seemingly unfazed and straightened himself out. Julian laughed and walked down the hall in the opposite direction. "Don't mind me, I'll go research...something. Besides I don't mind taking an extra fifteen minute break; or maybe twenty…well I guess in this case a few hours. Just keep the books clean."

I wanted to disappear, fall in a hole, crawl under a rock, you get the picture right? This whole situation was both confusing, awkward, and completely embarrassing.

"Oh and before I go, did you drink the potion?" Julian asked looking at me over his shoulder.

I nodded.

Julian's smirk widened. "He must have been very persuasive."

Again I turned crimson and Vergil spoke up.

"Where are we going next?" Vergil asked in a business like tone.

"Why ask me, shouldn't you two know? Well there is an empty room here, a few down the hall-"

"Julian." Vergil said giving the man a cold look to tell him to stop joking.

Julian chuckled again. "Alright, if you insist on getting back to business; we need to get to the room of souls. It should be three or four floors above exactly where we're currently standing. That room leads to the chambers of the second guardian of this castle, Xaphan. He was in charge of hiding two of the fragments."

"Alright, so how do we get there?" I asked as my face finally returned to its proper color.

"Well, there are many hidden chambers that could lead there, most of which are designed to throw you off or just kill you. Sadly, I don't know which is which."

"That's comforting." I said sarcastically.

"If you think that's bad, wait until you hear this." Julian sighed. "Apparently ever since we got to the castle someone or something has been following a good distance behind us. Whoever it is, he's moving very fast and I keep loosing track of exactly how close he is. I thought we threw him off after you were injured; but it seems he's a lot closer than I thought…"

I narrowed my eyes. "And just now mentioning this?"

"You seemed on edge even without the information." Julian replied. "Besides, I thought it was just another demon. However, it's not a demon at all. Whatever it is, I believe it's looking for you (f/n)."

As soon as the words left his mouth I heard a faint clanking. Like someone was walking on the marble floors dressed in the typical metal armor you see the knights wear in movies.

[A/N] Me: See V? I told you people still read this!

Vergil: Since when do you call me 'V'?

Me: Since we're friends and you luv me?

Vergil: What in seven hells gave you that idea?

Me: *Awkward silence.* Well anyway I've been neglecting this story in favor of DMA cause it had more reviews and such but then I woke up this morning and a very angry Vergil was threatening to eat my poor beloved kitten if I didn't update so…It won't happen again! BTW for those of you who read DMA, about the major delay…umm...Arkham suddenly decided he didn't want to die AGAIN, so he left and I can't do the ultimate-team-up-to-fight-scene-of-awesomeness just yet. You ppls rock! PEACES!

-Kool Baby Sniper Kitty