A/N: Hey guys! Another chapter today! Oh! And exciting news! Pictures from Youmacon and our DMC cosplay are up on DA now! Pen name being Winged-Element (if you forget the dash you'll get my old account that I don't remember the password for… ^.^;). But if you want to see a really awesome Dante cosplay then check it out! (this is the guy that I'm crushing super hard on *blushes*). Now, onto the part that I'm sure you're all more excited about, chapter!

Disclaimer: The closest thing I come to owning Dante is talking to a guy who looks just like DMC3 Dante.

Please Try and Remember

Nero lay back in the big bed in the now clean room, thinking to himself, just what did he think of Dante? Sure the man was an ass and a royal tease but he had a flipside that was incredibly thoughtful and caring. The question was what should he do about it? The elder did like the way that the man made him feel but was that just the effect of the curse they were under?

The half devil thought back to all the flashes that had burned through his mind when he and Dante had made out, being in a car, arguing fiercely, and two very electric cat-like demons. His eyes opened, were those the demons that had swapped their bodies? He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, it never ceased to bother him that he was lacking claws and glowing fingers, just what were they supposed to do? If they could hunt down those demons… maybe they could get back into their original bodies… that would definitely be the best. Then he could sort out his feelings for Dante once and for all, but what if they were just an effect of the curse? Did he want them to go away?

"Why is this so damn confusing?" he growled at the ceiling as though it would tell him the answers that he wanted to hear. Nero sighed, he was pretty sure that his feelings weren't just an effect of the curse, I mean he was happy just to be around Dante, despite how goofy the man was, he enjoyed being around him. With his mind made up and damn the consequences, Nero rolled out of bed and padded down the hall to his own room where he could hear Dante's soft breath.

"Dante?" he whispered, stepping into the room, being disturbed by the lack of a natural light source, seeing his own body minus the glow of the Devil Bringer was just so… strange.

"Hmm?" the elder heard Dante mumble sleepily. "What is it Nero?"

"Do you remember the demons we saw when we were… uh… making out?"

"Yeah, what of 'em?"

"I thing that those were the demons that cursed us…"

"That would make sense, but why didn't you just wait to tell me this in the morning?" the teen grumbled lightly, still confused as to why the half devil was standing in the doorway.

"Well I was also thinking about… well about how I feel and…"

"And?" Dante prompted, rolling over now so he could meet the larger male's eyes, not that it worked, Nero was looking down at the floor shyly.

"And well I think I've made up my mind…" the elder mumbled

"And how is that?" the partial devil asked, pretty sure he already knew the answer to that. Nero was sure his cheeks were on fire as he crossed the floor, stopping right in front of the other male. He took a deep breath, swallowing as much of his embarrassment as he could and kissing his partner.

Dante didn't resist when the elder pushed him down on his back on the bed; in fact, he was loving having the opportunity to see himself being the dominant one, while getting to see if from the submissive view. The teen's lack of resistance gave Nero confidence as he climbed on top of Dante and the kissing became more passionate, interrupted by flashes of memory and brief switches of bodies. Hands explored down taut abs and strong arms, neither sure anymore which body they were in until they pulled away for air, still switched.

"You ready for this?" Dante asked, watching Nero pant excitedly above him. Nero simply nodded and started to push the teen's sweatpants over his hips, ready for this to get going.

As soon as skin met skin, both were lost in a whirlwind of sensation again, once more neither was sure who it was that sucked on the larger fingers, who it was that slid those fingers, one at a time, into the teen's tight opening. Both of them groaned and winced in turns, being both affected by the stinging pain of being stretched and the wonderful sensation of feeling those tight walls clench around their fingers.

"Oh sweet fuck…" Dante cursed while Nero simply let out a low moan, far too turned on, excited and confused to form coherent words, or maybe it was the other way around, neither could really tell at this point. When there wasn't enough pain to hinder them and too much excitement to be contained any longer, the teen shimmied down and wet the half devil's throbbing cock as best he could before sliding back up.

Legs were opened and there was a loud, simultaneous groan as both the squeezing heat and the stretching burning pain was felt. A rapid pace was set, the two partial devil's going at it as fast and hard as they could, both crying out when the smaller male's prostate was found and continuing even harder until with a sharp cry, that blissful cliff was found and they were both thrown into the wonderful oblivion of their orgasm.

Loud panting filled the room as the two bodies collapsed, entwined together, and slipped into unconsciousness.

A/N: O.o That has to be the most bizarre sex scene I've ever written, it was extremely difficult to do and I hope that it made sense to all of you, it kind of does to me ^.^; Anyway, I've got some work to do on my original works now so

Till next time,

-Winged Element