A/N: I don't think I'm going to do all of this one in one sitting, I think I'm going to get most of the way ready for bed and then finish it up, not that it makes much of a difference to you guys but I thought I'd let you know :p

Disclaimer: Still none, but at the moment I almost think I'd rather sleep than own this… that's how much I want to sleep…

Guest: Me too! Thanks for the review!

Hell Yeah

Dante looked to Nero with questions in his eyes, Nero just shrugged and went to the door after pulling a sweatshirt over his head and pulling down the sleeve. He stuck his hand in his pocket just in time to open the door, from his position on the couch Dante wasn't visible but if whoever it was poked their head in the door he'd be one of the first things they'd see.

"Can I help you?" Nero asked, sounding quite irritated, not that the half devil could blame him, he was just about to get out of this town and now something just had to come up.

"Credo sent me out, he's wondering where you've been the past day."

"I've been here, what I'm not allowed to take a sick day?"

"If you don't mind me saying, you don't seem very sick." Dante could practically hear Nero's glare.

"And I know plenty of you have taken sick days when you're not sick too, now can I enjoy the rest of my day in peace."

"You look a little antsy Nero." A different voice chimed in.

"So what Credo? I just woke up, 'sides I thought you sent this schmuck down to check on me."

"He was taking an awful long time, I thought that perhaps he'd gotten lost."

"My house isn't that hard to find." The teen grouched, feeling his arm pang just a little and wondered what on earth that could be.

"Is your arm okay? One of the other men on your squad said he saw you get injured."

"It's nothing, just a scratch, I just cleaned it up." Dante wanted to facepalm at the younger teen's words, he just crossed his stories.

"I thought you said you just woke up."

"Yeah…after your man started banging on my door. I'd just fallen asleep after cleaning out the scrape."

"Do you mind if I come in and have a look at it, Kyrie would chew me out if she knew you were seriously injured."

"I do mind actually, my house is a bit of a mess right now and I'd rather you not see it."

"Nero, I've seen your room far worse than what your house likely looks like now, let me in and quit being stubborn." Nero seemed to be about to protest again when Credo simply pushed past him and into the house and then froze upon seeing Dante.

"You." He said staring at the half devil.

"Me?" Dante responded, raising an eyebrow.

"You're the disturbance we felt at headquarters a couple nights back." He exclaimed.

"How do you know that?" Nero asked, looking at his pseudo brother strangely.

"He's a demon, that's how! Nero, you're under arrest for harboring a demon!" Nero backed up a few steps, still eying the captain.

"How do you know he's a demon?" he asked, feeling his arm pulse again, it wasn't exactly painful per se but it certainly wasn't comfortable, not like the feeling that it gave off when he was around Dante… the younger teen's eyes widened as he realized what he was sensing, he'd always been able to slightly feel demonic aura's but this… this was powerful and demanded that he pay attention to it…

"Credo… what aren't you telling me?" he asked the brunette who simply raised a brow in his direction and repeated.

"I told you that you were under arrest, turn around and put your hands in the air." The partial devil gave his older comrade a look and nodded, ever so slightly. Dante was sure that he knew what the younger teen was about to do and grinned. Nero turned around and put both hands in the air, the demonic one flaring brightly, distracting his opponents enough for him to suckerpunch Credo while Dante already had the other in a choke-hold. When the schmuck had fallen unconscious Dante lowered him to the floor and Nero ran his hands through his hair.

"Shiiiiiit." He groaned before sighing heavily.

"How much did you just fuck up?" the half devil asked his partner.

"A lot, they're going to notice Credo missing and fast… I don't have time to grab much, maybe some food for the road and… my weapons and hunting clothes… I think that's all I have time for."

"Better make it fast then if we wanna get a jump on these guys." Nero nodded and took off while Dante went and raided the kitchen. Not twenty minutes later the two reconvened in the living room, ready to leave.

"Would've been easier to leave when it was dark but what'cha gonna do?" Dante huffed before turning to Nero.

"Here, give me your weapons."

"What? Why?"

"Do you want them to get wet?"

"No…"

"Then give them to me." With a slight huff Nero relinquished his blade and gun, only for them to disappear into Dante's coat.

"What did you just do?!" the younger teen asked and Dante shrugged.

"It's a trick that I figured out, pocket dimensions or something…" he shrugged again "it's easier not to think about it. Now do you wanna leave or what?"

"Hell yeah." Nero said with a grin and the two opened the door and headed out into the streets, both praying not to get caught up in any trouble.

A/N: A little short for a chapter but I'm starting to get an exhaustion headache so…

Till next time,

-Winged Element