Ebony and Ivory Queens CHAPTER 38

Theme: Drink

Asile3762: I like fedoras too, I have one-well…I did, but my dog chewed it up : ( Mafia is cool, but it's usually so complicated I don't think I could make something like that up by myself :3 Thanks for reviewing! *gives cookies*

Blood of Dusk: I would love to see you do an AU with cowboy Dante and Nero! XD I would do one myself, but I read a really amazing fanfic here called 'Wild Horses' and I'm worried that I would copy her idea too much :3 I love southern accents-I love any accents really but I have a special place in my heart for southern accents because my favorite author's main romantic interest has that accent :3 Thanks for reviewing! *gives cookies*

SirenaLoreley: I love doing a little roleplay now and then :3 Thanks for reviewing! *gives cookies*

BlueMoonDog: So you've caught the cowboy bug too? XD I love it. I would love to see Dante and Nero as country boys on horses too ;3 Thanks for reviewing! *gives cookies*

Lotus Butterfly: I love cowboys :3 It's so much fun. It's okay if you haven't had the motivation recently to write, but I still eagerly await your next chapter :3 I really couldn't help the Brokeback Mountain joke XD It was just too good. Two gay guys dressed up as cowboys who had a fun round of roleplay before they head off to some Halloween parties? Lady had to make some sort of comment! XD You have a Stetson! ? I am super jealous, I would love a cowboy hat, but I don't have one. I was down in Tennessee once and I almost got one, but they were too expensive : ( Oh and I hugged my bookshelf for you! XD Thanks for reviewing! *gives cookies*

Kendecia: I guess Nero got Jakes part? XD I really haven't seen Brokeback Mountain, but I want to, just never had the chance! Thanks for reviewing! *gives cookies*

HikariNoTenshi-San: Accents in themselves are just sexy as hell, I don't know why XD It's easy to imagine the boys as cowboys: Dante add a cowboy hat-Nero add some chaps and a hat and you get two sexy cowboys XD I usually dress up as a vampire, it's too expensive for me to get a new costume every year :3 Thanks for reviewing! *gives cookies*

surrendertome: XD I'm really glad that you liked the cowboys and the accent, I really had too much fun writing it XD Thanks for reviewing! *gives cookes*

Thanks for all the reviews everybody! Apparently I need to have the boys do more roleplays! XD Hope you like this silly little chapter-and sorry for the shortness in advance!

Background: Ch. 32 established relationship DxN

Dante's mouth dropped open as he stared in the mirror, Nero was behind him, smirking in utter satisfaction. The older man had no idea how this could have happened-well actually…maybe he could. Making bets had always come around to bite him in the ass, but this one was a bit more…permanent than the others.

The whole thing started the day before, a seriously lazy day in the shop…

The two hunters laid sprawled out in the office the jukebox jammed away in it's corner and Nero scowled as it played against the music pumping out of his own headphones. He pulled them off and looked over at the older man.

"I'm bored." he said plainly.

"I know."

"Does the jukebox get radio?"

"You sick of my music kid?"

"I have an idea for a game." he smirked, "but we'd have to use the radio."

"Hmm." Dante stood up from his desk and walked over to his beat up jukebox, turning it off before going around behind the thing, messing with it for a few moments before it clattered to life playing a local radio station.

Nero walked into the kitchen and returned with several bottles of booze, setting them on the desk and cracking open a beer for himself and a bottle of whiskey for his partner, handing it over as he approached. Dante took a swig.

"So what's this game?"

"It's called 'Drink.'" he explained. "We listen to the radio and if you know the song you call it out, and if you get it first, then the other person has to take a drink."

Dante eyed what both of them were drinking. "This seems a bit unfair."

"You have a lot higher tolerance for alcohol than I do. Two sips of that and I'd be long gone-on the other hand you could drink all the beer we have and not even get tipsy."

He processed this for a moment. "Point taken. So how does someone win this game?"

"Whoever gets drunk first loses, and in that case I suppose the winner can get them to do whatever they want."

"I do like this plan."

"Agreed then." he smirked. "Saving Me. Drink."

"What?"

"The name of the song. Drink."

"Ah, I see." the older devil stated taking a long pull of the alcohol.

A few hours later there was a few empty beer cans but five or six empty bottles of hard liquor.

"You're p-pretty good at this game." Dante slurred taking another drink as he leaned back in his chair far enough to knock himself backwards in his chair. He rolled back to make a graceful move to his feet but ended up falling on his ass, laughing drunkenly.

Nero chuckled. "Yeah. I think you're drunk."

"Nah…" he looked around. "How did I get on the floor?"

"Yeah, you're hammered. I win."

"No, noono." he said waving his bourbon bottle. "I…am not…drunk."

"Uh-huh." the younger male said doubtfully as his older counterpart tried to down the rest of his bottle, but it was already empty.

"What happened to my booze?" he asked sadly.

"You happened to it."

"…Oh yeah."

Nero chuckled evilly. Now all he had to do was wait for the older man to sober up enough to walk and then he was going to claim his prize. He always had the problem with the fact Dante could leave bites and bruises on his neck that could last a day, sometimes more but his attempts only yielded a bruise for a few moments-maybe an hour at most. He was determined to make a more permanent reminder.

Dante couldn't remember what had happened after that but he had a good hunch after looking in the mirror. From the hollow of his collarbone to his shoulder in black letters was Nero's name, which led him to believe that his younger lover had dragged him down the street and had it tattooed onto him.

He was a little shocked at first but, he knew that his younger counterpart could be devious, but he never expected something like this-he assumed that he was going to wait until he sobered up before he claimed his reward, but maybe he figured that the Son of Sparda would put up too much resistance.

Well…it was a bit too late to stop it now, so…only one thing to do.

"You know what this means don't you?" he asked.

"Hmm? What's that?" Nero queried.

"You have to get one too." he grinned.

"You're going to have to beat me in Drink first."

"You're on."

Nero laughed evilly. "Alright. We got to get some more booze first." he stated.

"Let's go."

The next day…

Dante walked into the bathroom rubbing his eyes. He had no idea what happened last night, but he assumed that he'd lost the game again, and was hoping that Nero just hadn't claimed his prize yet. However he walked past the mirror before jerking to a stop and taking a slow step back. His blue orbs slid over, his lips parting slightly as he gasped and spun towards the reflective surface. Nero's name once again greeting him, but this time the black stood out from under his fringe of white bangs on his forehead.

"NERO!"

Upstairs the younger man cackled evilly. The first tattoo had been real, but this time he was just fucking with his partner, the tattoos were temporary and would come off with some hot water and rubbing, but Dante didn't need to know that…yet.

Okay, I know this one is a little short and choppy, but it's one I've been wanting to do for awhile. It's just suppose to be silly and sweet, so I hope you guys liked it! Until next time!

Ja ne!

~Bitbyboth October 2, 2011