A/N: After this one I'll be halfway done! Woot!

Disclaimer: this is my third chapter in about an hour, no.

Shock

The two of them stared at each other in surprise as they pulled away. It hadn't been much, nothing but a quick glance of lips pressed together but it had still surprised both of them. Amelia blinked several times rapidly, how often had she thought of doing that since he'd been staying with her…? Many many times, that much was certain but she'd never had the courage. Vergil was wondering similarly, he'd wanted to do as much recently, the human woman was a delight to him, that much he was certain of but this… he hadn't thought of this… he started when she took another breath, the sound seeming to be too much in his sensitive ears. Amelia jumped up as he did.

"I just remembered! I have… clothes… in the laundry." and then she was gone, disappeared and Vergil was left alone to his thoughts. Why had he done that? He should be leaving, not forming a relationship… he needed to gain more power, to be able to defend himself, Dante had proved that much when he'd wiped the floor with the elder twin in the fight weeks back. Not to mention the younger half devil hadn't even accessed his devil trigger yet… but there was just something about Amelia… something that he couldn't put his finger on…

You care for her. Yamato spoke up from the back of his mind and he shoved it back down. He didn't care for her, she was just interesting, that was all. He took a deep breath, that was all, wasn't it? He could feel the ancient katana's amusement from the back of his mind and he tried to ignore it.

You killed for her, you can't leave, you defended her, you care youngling whether you wish to admit it or not. Vergil rolled his eyes

"I do not." he grumbled and was treated to the laughter of the blade in the back of his head before it faded away.

-Rise-

Amelia was taking the utmost care in pulling lint off of the collector before reinserting it into the dryer. She didn't know if she could face him again without her face lighting up like a Christmas tree… It wasn't that she didn't want to have further interactions with the man, he was attractive and funny and extremely clever but at the same time, he was half devil. Half of something that she had been taught her entire life to avoid, but he had taught her much, told her that not all devils were as bad as they seemed and most demons were easily dealt with… She took a deep breath and hit the on button on the dryer again and turned the corner. Vergil was standing in the kitchen, his back to her but his broad shoulders seemed awfully stiff. He was washing out their teacups with an intensity she'd never seen dedicated to dishes and she almost wanted to laugh again. What a pair they made… the two of them freaking out over a simple kiss. Sure many of her elders would chastise her for making simple of it but she had talked with her friends and they had done much worse than kiss before being tied to a man. She smiled to herself once again and walked forward, grabbing the dish towel and beginning to dry what he had washed, placing it back in the correct cupboard. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and handed the dishes directly to her as she caught up but didn't say anything until they were all done.

"I… I'm sorry for my forward actions." he said, avoiding looking at her and instead looking off to the side, as though the kitchen chair was the most fascinating thing that he'd seen in his life. His cheeks were red and Amelia was sure that hers were the same.

"Don't be, I'm sorry I kinda freaked out… I just… I've never done that before." she said and he looked at her in surprise.

"You… haven't?" he asked and she smiled.

"No, I haven't." he smiled sheepishly

"I haven't either." the both just stood there for a moment, smiling like idiots and blushing until Vergil cleared his throat.

"Uh, well, the night's still young, would you care to join me for a game of Mahjong?" he asked and she grinned

"I would love to."

After that the evening progressed much like it normally would and the two found a rhythm again, though every once and awhile their eyes would meet and they would blush and look away from one another. When it came time to go to bed, Amelia rose and said she needed to prepare for bed and that she'd see him in the morning. Vergil stood as well, taking a step forward and looking down at her. Amelia shoved her fears aside and stood on her tiptoes and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek.

"Goodnight." she said and he looked at her in utter surprise, eyes wide and cheeks red before the glint of determination that she'd often seen when he was planning a chess move or practicing with his blade appeared in his eyes and he kissed her back. It was short and gentle, sweet and inexperienced but Amelia couldn't help but smile as he pulled away.

"Goodnight." he returned.

A/N: I know this chapter's very short but again, you guys are getting like, five of them tonight so I don't feel too bad.

Till next time,

-Winged Element