Alright! Time for chapter ten! I hope you're all excited and I can't wait for you all to read this and get to see your reviews.
WARNING: Mature content. Mild swearing. Some sexual scenes possible.
I do not own Devil May Cry or any of its characters.
: Nero's POV:
I stood atop a building three streets away from Devil May Cry. There had been little demon activity lately resulting in the need for us to go to Fortuna for jobs. My father was there now. Alexis had gone with him, using her newfound glory to its max as she learned to expand it. She had come into her glory a week ago and it was proving useful on jobs.
I glanced down at the street as I heard scuffling. A low level demon scampered down the street from an alleyway. A well aimed shot silenced the creature and I turned to leave. Dante and Noel hadn't left the shop since Noels Falling three weeks ago. I checked my phone for any more information on demons before heading back home across the rooftops. A glowing orb met me on the rooftop across the street from the shop. I stopped and put a hand on my blade, waiting to see who had stopped me.
The orb faded and before me stood an archangel. I recognized the angel from the research I had done. It was Raphael. I gripped my blade tightly. The archangel observed me before holding up his hands. I glanced up as another orb floated down. This one was black and shimmery. It faded revealing the archangel of death himself, Azrael, standing before me.
"Release your grip on your blade, son." Raphael said calmly. "We come to talk. That is all."
"I don't trust you. Michael sent you didn't he?" I questioned.
"No." Azrael spoke from beneath his black hood. His skeletal hand gripped his scythe as the moonlight glinted off of the blade. "Gabriel asked us to deliver a message."
I straightened up a bit and released my blade. My devil arm glowed in the night as I faced off with the angels. "Well that changes things then."
"Gabriel is keeping Michael in Heaven. The Creator has been watching Noel. He fears Michael will take matters into his own hands. You must remain vigilant. If Michael disobeys and comes to Earth we must be notified immediately." Raphael said.
I nodded. "Anything else I should know?" I asked.
"We will be watching and we will be in contact." Azrael spoke before both archangels disappeared.
I immediately jumped down to the street and headed to the docks. I had to get word to Lady and Trish as well as my father and Alexis. I sent a text to all four of them as I headed to our rendezvous spot in the warehouse district, not far from noel's fight so many months ago.
: Noel's POV:
I felt the pure aura of two archangels on the rooftops near the shop. I glanced out the bedroom window but saw nothing. The aura stayed for a few moments before disappearing. I turned towards the bedroom door as it opened and Dante stepped inside. His hair was wet from a shower after spending the last couple of hours in the shooting range. I smirked and stepped towards him, running my perfectly manicured nails lightly down his chest.
Dante leaned in for a soft kiss, his hand traveling up my arm. He pulled away and looked down at my long sleeve black shirt and black jeans. I had begun wearing more dark colors since the incident three weeks ago. It just felt more normal. Dante's eyes held a distaste for the new look and I stepped to the closet to change. After pulling out a light grey tank top and a pair of baby blue shorts, I slipped off my shirt.
Dante's arms slipped around my waist, his lips finding a sweet spot on my neck. I leaned against his body, playing with his hair as his hands traveled over my abdomen and chest. One hand slipped down to the edge of my shorts, playing with the waistband. I smirked and turned towards him, meeting his lips for a deep kiss. Dante's hands fiddled with my shorts tie strings but I stopped him.
Dante growled and turned away, going to the dresser to get himself boxers and a shirt. I stripped out of my clothes, leaving myself in black and white silk panties and a matching bra. I touched Dante's arm, getting him to look at me. He glanced at me before reaching for his clothes he had tossed on the bed. I sighed and pushed him onto the bed hard, crawling on top of him and straddling his hips.
Dante sighed and tried to get up but I ground my body against him and pressed my lips to his. With a soft groan he let his hands travel my body again. I smiled and traced designs on his chest with my index finger.
"You can't just walk in here in nothing but a towel and expect me to let you get away with it." I teased. "I had to get my jeans off for you darling. Don't pout."
"Noel. This happens every time. We never get farther than this." Dante sighed. "We've been together over a year—"
"I was in Hell for nine months Dante. I'm sorry. I wish I had been here. We've come quite a ways in the few months I have been back. I just wasn't ready…" I said. I avoided his eyes, feeling terrible for being the reason he was unhappy. With a sigh I moved to get off of him, tears threatening to form in the corners of my eyes. I felt his hand on my cheek and leaned into it, closing my eyes.
"It's okay. I understand babe. You've been through a lot. But Noel… I love you. Isn't that enough?" He asked.
I nodded. "I want this Dante. I love you. I'm ready now." I said softly.
Dante smiled and pulled me down into a deep kiss. With one swift motion he unclipped my bra and slipped it off. I heard it land against the sofa and smirked, granting Dante access to my mouth with his tongue. I squeaked as Dante broke the kiss to flip me over onto the bed. He hovered over me and kissed down my body, finishing undressing me with his teeth. I felt a blush heat up my cheeks. I had rarely been naked in front of Dante except the three times we had showered together.
His gaze raked up and down my body, my long hair covering my supple breasts. I bit my lip softly. Dante ran his fingers through my hair and leaned in to kiss me. The heat and passion between us intensified as our bodies rubbed together. I saw the question surface in Dante's eyes and I nodded. A soft cry of pain escaped my lips as he entered my body. I felt him tense up a bit and kissed him to reassure him.
Dante kissed my forehead and held me against him an hour later. My black wings rested on the bed, spread out behind me. I smiled softly as Dante pulled the sheets up over us, covering my nude body and his. My breasts were hidden against his chest as I snuggled closer to him. I tensed when I heard footsteps and a knock at our door. I cleared my weak voice but Dante answered.
"Come in." He called, making sure we were covered. I blushed as I realized my panties were at the foot of the bed when Vergil opened the door. The look on his face was sheer surprise.
"Um… Okay. I thought I'd let you know we brought pizza home after the mission. I'll let you guys be though…"
"No." I said quickly. "We'll be right down."
Dante chuckled as Vergil nodded and left, closing the door tightly. "I think my brother just witnessed something he never thought would happen." He said as he sat up and put on lounge pants.
Dante tossed me my tank top and shorts, giving me a chance to put them on before scooping me up in his arms and carrying me downstairs. Vergil sat at his desk while Nero perched on his own. Lady and Trish had occupied their usual spot on Dante's desk. Alexis came out of the kitchen with plates and drinks. She set the stuff on the table in the living room and gave everybody a plate of pizza and a drink. We ate in silence for a moment before Nero looked over to Dante and I.
"So am I going to have a little cousin running around here soon?" Nero asked, causing Vergil to glare at him and Alexis to gasp.
"Dante and I are not having a kid. You guys should give us more credit than that." I sad between bites of pizza.
"Noel. Temptation is a sin." Alexis chided. "We are still half angel."
"I'm Fallen Alex. Besides, we're half human too. Humans sin all the time. And it's really none of anyone's business." I retorted, instantly realizing how bitchy I sounded. "I'm sorry Lex… That was rude. I just don't see why everyone has to make a big deal out of it." I said, giving my best friend an apologetic look.
"I understand." She said. "Just be careful."
"I will. And while we're all here. . . Is anyone going to tell me what Michael and Gabriel wanted and why they appeared on the rooftops instead of coming here?"
Silence settled and I sighed. "You can tell me now or I will find out myself." I grumbled.
"They came to give us a message. It was from Gabriel." Nero said.
"Gabriel wasn't here? Why didn't he just come tell you himself?"
"It was Azrael and Raphael. They said Michael is being contained to Heaven. You're in danger if you don't be careful. He may not come for you but if he does, they won't be able to stop him." Nero said.
I sighed. "I knew this would happen sooner or later. It makes what Dante and I found out even more pressing. We spoke to Sparda today. Hell is in chaos. Demons are summoning Hell gates and planning attacks all over the place. Factions have formed. Demons are on the move and work is going to pick up."
Vergil sighed. "Great. Just great. The last thing we need is for demons to get themselves organized and attack. Rumors will have surfaced that you are Fallen and that you survived Hell. If they don't kill you, they will hunt you as a potential bride."
"Over my dead body will they get a hold of her." Dante growled.
"Dante if the entire demon population comes after you, you won't stand a chance. We need to up our defenses and take stock of our abilities. Protecting Noel is top priority. Alexis and I have decided to postpone the wedding for a while."
"No!" I gasped. "You won't. Not because of me. You guys deserve to have your special day. Besides. Alexis and I both know that marriage makes our powers grow. Holy matrimony magnifies what we can already do in the name of the Almighty."
Vergil sighed. "You are important. To all of us, Noel. We need you and we aren't going to jeopardize your life because of our wedding. Besides, Dante and I are Nephilim. We have demon blood. How does that make the wedding Holy?"
"Vergil. Listen to Noel. If she doesn't want us to put our life on hold then don't argue. Besides. It'll be good for us to have the happiness around her. And as long as we are wed in a church worshipping the Creator it will be blessed by him." Alexis said.
Vergil squeezed Alexis' hand. "If you say so my love. If you say so."
Morning came with a flurry of activity. Trish and Lady left at dawn on a small set of missions. Alexis and Vergil had set off after breakfast to get things for the wedding. It would be held at the small church a few blocks away with just a few select people. I spent the day making a dress for myself and working on Alexis' wedding dress. Dante watched as I worked, keeping to himself most of the day. Once I put my things away, I stretched out on the bed. Dante came back in after taking a call for another job. He grabbed his weapons and coat. I sat up quickly.
"Where are you going?" I asked, alarmed.
"I'm taking a mission. Noel I have to get out of here and do something. I'm going stir crazy. Nero will watch over you while I'm gone. I won't be gone more than a day or so." Dante said as he got his things ready.
"Dante please don't go. I don't want you to get hurt!"
"Noel I used to do this before I met you. It's my job. Nero has been running ragged. So have Vergil and the girls. I need to help out. I'm not arguing." Dante growled, grabbing his sword and leaving the room.
I sighed and stared at my hands. Dante's coat lay on the back of the couch, a photo of him and I tucked in the pocket. I got up and grabbed the photo, smiling sadly at my white wings wrapped around us. I tucked the photo back in his pocket and headed downstairs. Dante had just opened the door when I hugged him from behind.
"Noel I have to go—"
"You forgot your coat." I said as I turned him around and kissed him. "Be careful."
Dante gave me one last peck on the cheek and left. I watched him go before turning to go back inside. Nero relaxed on the sofa watching some sitcom rerun. I plopped down in Dante's black leather recliner, grabbing the pillow he usually used when he passed out in his chair. The pillow smelled like him and I hugged it tightly to my chest, tucking my feet under myself. Nero glanced at me and turned the television volume down.
"You okay angel?"
I shot him a soft glare. "Do I look okay?" I asked. "Dante and I never fight and the last thing I want is for him to leave here mad at me."
"You have to understand where he's coming from. He knew nothing but demon hunting before he met you. All we did was hunt demons and go out to the bar. Dante misses it."
"And that's my fault? Nero be honest with me. If he missed it so much why in all creation would he waste nine months in a drunken stupor!"
"Noel he loves you. He was lost without you. But you both need to spend a little time without each other. You haven't left each other's side in three months. Dante's getting out of shape and he needs to let off some stress."
"I just don't want to lose him. I lost him once when I got stuck in Hell. I don't want to lose him again. I don't want him to get hurt when there's nothing I can do to help him." I sighed heavily and hugged the pillow tighter. My wings formed and wrapped around myself, hanging off the chair as the tips of my feathers touched the floor.
"Noel. He's a professional demon hunter. He can take care of himself and take care of this job. Then he'll be home and you can go back to being the perfect little housewife. And if anything happens to him you can personally kick my ass." Nero chuckled.
"Deal." I grumbled, resting my chin on the pillow. We went back to the sitcom as the show returned from a commercial. I didn't pay much attention as I heard a faint whisper in my mind. Nero looked at me funny as I looked around. I sighed when the sound didn't happen again and chalked it up to my imagination. It wasn't long until the show was over and another crappy sitcom started.
Nero flipped the T.V off and headed upstairs. He came back down a moment later with his sword and gun as well as my weapons. I glared at him as he held out my blade. A sigh and a nod of his head towards the training room. I set my pillow down with a huff and got up, snatching my weapons from the half demon and heading towards the training room. Nero left the door open and loaded his gun. We used rubber bullets for training and he tossed me a box to load my weapons.
I clicked the safety off my guns and tied Heaven's Hand Maiden to my side. Nero clicked the safety off his own gun and rested his sword over his shoulder, his devil bringer glowing faintly. "You ready angel? Time to see if you still got your edge."
I hope you all like this chapter. The reviews are always welcome. In response to the guest review, I have a very well built knowledge of the Devil May Cry series. I have played all five games (which is what I am using for back-story/setting). Seeing as this is a fanfic I am not following everything exactly to a T, I have made changes to suit my needs for the story as any fan fiction author does. Thank you for your anonymous guest review and I hope you continue to read and review but please do not question my knowledge on the series because you think it is not good enough.
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