The sun was already shining through half closed curtains, when Dante woke up again. He blinked a few times, just to notice his brother's face, what made him smile tiredly. "Good morning…" he whispered, before he sat up, only bending down again to place a soft kiss onto Vergil's Forehead. "Guess what? I'll prepare the breakfast today. I had a lot of time to recover last night." He chuckled, taking a look at Nero, who seemed to be still asleep. Vergil groaned a little and stretched out, his arm coming around his brother's waist to keep him near, keeping him close. "How kind of you, Dante." He murmured, nuzzling into his brother's neck as his fingers travelled over the man's back, petting the soft skin. "How about having breakfast in bed? It's warm and cozy and I really do not want to get up." He suggested with a grin.
Dante looked at the elder with a soft smile, running a hand through his swept back hair. "Well… why not? I always wanted to do so, why not today? I'll just be in the kitchen preparing breakfast, okay?" He kissed Vergil on his lips, before he released himself of the other male's embrace to run out of the room and hurry down the stairs. Nero moaned, then opened his eyes, slowly realizing where he was. "U-uhm… morning…" he mumbled, sitting up with an abashed smile. He remembered last night too well. With one hand, he tried to brush his hair off his face, but it fell down again immediately. Vergil smiled softly, removing the boy's hair and placing it behind his ear. "Good morning, Nero. Did you sleep well?" He asked, sliding his arms around the younger's body and hugging him. He hoped the boy wouldn't be embarrassed by the memories they'd created, but instead be happy and proud about them. Nero nodded slightly, before he smirked. "Yeah I did... thanks to some sporty activities..." he laughed, blushing deeply before he returned the hug. "Did Dante say anything...?" he demanded to know then, tilting his head to the side.
Dante rushed through the kitchen at the same time, cursing as he tried to cook some eggs, making toast and placing everything onto a tablet to be able to carry it upstairs later. Vergil grinned. The boy had humor. "He said he'd prepare breakfast. " He murmured as he laid back in the bed, drawing the boy with him. "If you did not mean about last night?" He asked, glancing at his son as he played with the youth's hair. "Sure I meant about last night..." Nero answered, blinking again as he laid back with the elder. "I mean... well you know... he might be... jealous?" The boy blushed again, placing his head onto Vergil's chest, his eyes closed again. If he thought about what happened last night, it was somehow strange, but still it was too good to be true. Dante finally finished his preparations. He grabbed a bottle of orange juice and the tea he made for his brother and took the tablet to leave the kitchen and hurry back upstairs and into their bedroom.
Vergil smiled when Dante entered the room. "Why do you not ask him?" He said to Nero, urging the boy to sit up before he ran his fingers down the soft skin of the teen's spine. "Ask him if he's jealous." Nero blushed again, clenching his fingers around the soft fabric of the sheets. "B-but I... it's just..." he stammered, looking down onto his lap. "Jealous? Me? Is there any reason to be jealous of anything?" Dante raised an eyebrow, when he placed the tablet onto the bed. "Besides... we're out of food, someone needs to go to the Grocery's today." he added, sitting down next to his brother, giving him a lovingly smile. Nero sighed. "Well.. what about last night...?" he asked quietly, but Dante only grinned. "Don't mention that, I know that he's still mine." he placed an arm around his twin's shoulders, placing a kiss on the elder's cheek. Vergil smiled, cuddling into his brother's safe embrace. "As a reward for your excellent breakfast skills, I can go shopping today." He offered with a smile. "Even though, I'd rather see us all three staying in bed all week. Did you bring me tea?" He asked, even though it was rather obvious his brother had, and stole his cup from the tray, sipping on the warm liquid. Dante nodded. "Off course I did. No question about staying in bed all week, but I do have a business running which I should take care of to keep it running." he said, grabbing a plate and some eggs and toast. "Thanks, I bet we'd all starve if I did the shopping." he added with a grin, shoveling his breakfast in.
Nero giggled, picking a plate himself, plus a cup of tea. "Pizza, pizza, and again pizza all along... no thanks." he looked at the twins, smiling happily. "What about my training anyway?" Vergil laughed. "I wouldn't be surprised, Dante, not at all. And when it comes to training, we really should get started with it. The sooner the better. Who knows the next time a full blood demon decides to pay an old enemy a visit?" The elder murmured as he devoured a sandwich. Dante smirked again. "I do not fear that we couldn't handle it anyway." he said, munching on his toast. "And the boy is even good enough without any training." he added, his mouth still full of food. "But still, you're right. He needs to learn how to control his powers. I think I'll open the shop once you're out for shopping, so maybe you two could start over afterwards. I could need a helping hand soon." he gave his brother a wink, looking at Nero then, who ate his second plate already. "Hey don't look at me, I'd help ya out immediately if only Vergil would let me!" Vergil rolled his eyes. "I know, Nero, but I do want you to get some more training and experience first." He murmured as he finished his tea, the warmth from it spreading out in his body. "Besides, I don't want you two to get hurt. And I have played and replayed multiple scenarios in my head, so this is how it shall be. You won't complain about it, will you, Nero?" He asked, the look he gave the boy soft yet stern.
Nero nodded with a sigh. "Yeah right... but once my abilities improve you'll let me help out in the shop, will you?" the boy asked, his eyes sparkling with pleasant anticipation. Dante chuckled, putting his empty plate back on the tray. "He's just like me when I was younger, impressive. But Vergy is right, I wouldn't want to lose any of you either." Vergil smiled, placing a quick kiss on the boy's lips. "I promise you, Nero, once I'm satisfied with tutoring you, I will get over my possessiveness and you can work with your father in the shop." He promised as he made his way out of bed, searching the wardrobe for something nice to wear. "Thanks." Nero said shortly, smiling softly as he followed Vergil out of bed, grabbing the tray and all their stuff to carry it into the kitchen again. "I'll just have a shower, wanna join?" Dante leaned against the doorway, a seducing smile on his lips as he looked at his brother. "Guess Nero is washing the dishes anyway..." Vergil raised an eyebrow as he buttoned his shirt. "What about shopping, then, Dante?" He asked with a hint of amusement. It wasn't like his brother to invite him into the shower like this. "Are you planning on getting me wet and taking pictures of me looking like a drenched dog, you can just as well forget it." He teased, grinning.
"You deny?" Dante pouted, turning around to leave the room, as he looked back over his shoulder. "Well then you'll be missing out all the fun, but don't worry, I'll sure as hell come back to that later..." he grinned, making his way to the bathroom. "You go and get the shopping done." he called, a mischievous smirk on his face. How mean to just pass out like that! Dante closed the door behind him, undressed and stepped into the shower, while Nero cleaned up the kitchen indeed. "Hey, Dante-" His sentence was cut off by the door closing and he just stared at it like a fool before opening it. "You want something from the supermarket, then?" He asked, looking at his brother from behind the drapery. Dante chuckled, his head popping out of the shower cabin. "Well... pizza, tomato juice and strawberry ice, like always..." he grinned, and turned away to the shower again, rubbing his body with the soap in an seductive way. He knew that would drive Vergil mad, but it was his choice to stay outside. He whistled innocently, closing his eyes and savoring the warm water dropping down on him. Vergil stared at his brother, and he wouldn't have been surprised if he was drooling. "If you were serious about wanting to shower with me, I can always go shopping later." He muttered, leaning against the door frame. "Shopping would be hard enough as it is, knowing you're being that sexy when you shower all by yourself."
Dante looked back over his shoulder again, before he turned around extremely slow, just to show his brother what he was missing. "Now I'm done already..." he said with a grin, giving the elder a wink. "But I wouldn't mind repeating this tonight..." he added, stepping out of the shower to grab a towel. "But I wouldn't mind you drying me..." Vergil shook his head, taking the towel he was offered before kneeling before his brother, drying off the water on his legs with soft and tender motions. "You really are something special, Dante." He said with a smile as he kept rubbing the other's skin with the fabric, moving higher up to be able to place a kiss on the man's stomach before continuing up. Finally, he dried the man's hair, laughing as it became even more dishelved than usual. "Look at you, so pretty." Dante chuckled, stretching out as the elder dried him. "I know, I know." he muttered, then giving him a grin, before he rearranged his hair with both hands. "Just like you after taking a shower." He reached out a hand, placing it into his twin's neck, sharing a passionate kiss with him. Vergil moaned into the kiss, holding his brother tight and caressing his skin. "That the reward of a good drying?" He asked with a chuckle. "Then I'll just have to dry you off more often." He smirked, tracing his brother's lower lip with his fingers.
Dante smiled, running his hands through his brother' swept back hair. "Well I wouldn't complain, you know?" he whispered softly, placing another kiss onto the elder's lips while shivering slightly under his twin's touch. "You'll get your chance tonight, if you wish so..." the younger gave Vergil a wink, slowly and unwillingly moving away. "But we should do our duties now, or we'll be stuck in here for another few hours, and that wouldn't help anybody, even if I tend to feel sorry about it..." he said with a sigh, grabbing the clothes he brought to put them on. Vergil nodded, letting his brother go reluctantly. "Okay, sure thing. I'll take the car, just so you know. I will not walk home with 100 bags of food." He stated, kissing the man's shoulder before withdrawing. "Take care of our boy." He murmured before he left. He took the car keys and said a quick good bye to Nero before making his way out to the car.
"Hey wait, you will not-" Dante tried to protest, but Vergil was already gone. "Damn you!" he called after him, pressing his hand against his forehead with a sigh. Who did he think he was? If they caught him he'd be in trouble! The devil hunter shook his head, making his way down into the kitchen where Nero just finished cleaning everything up again. "Thanks." Dante said, giving the boy a soft smile. "I just thought you might need a helping hand here, so you're free for business." Nero smiled, slipping out of the kitchen, Dante still standing in the doorway. He went to the reception, plopping down on one of the couches. Dante followed the boy after he took a bottle of tomato juice out of the fridge. "We should make sure your father gets a proper driving-license, really..." he mumbled then, making Nero laugh about it.
Amazingly enough, Vergil made it to the supermarket without getting caught by an officer. He hummed gently as he begun to shop, grabbing what ever he saw fit for an exclusive dinner and things he knew that his brother and son loved. What would make anyone look at him was, not only because his looks, but the amount of food he stuffed into the cart. With a family like his, he had to make sure there was lots of food at home, or Dante would get cranky. The thought made him chuckle a little as he tried to find a suitable tea. For some time nobody dared to bother him, but the gaze of a young man followed him all through the supermarket. He looked angry, but he was polite enough to wait until the elder had paid and went out to the parking lot. The stranger hemmed then, resting a hand on his waist. "You mind listening to me for a few minutes? We have to talk about your boy..." he started, tilting his head to the side, his eyes narrowed a bit.
Vergil glanced at the man, a frown upon his face as he placed the bags of groceries in the back of the car. "Sure, go ahead." He said curtly, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning against the car when he was done with the bags. "What is it you want to say about Nero?" The man sighed, pushing some of his blonde hair behind his ear. "Not only that he cheated my daughter with a boy - I guess that's their own purpose, as they're still young but... It cannot be forgiven that he was seen stealing, and then ripped our car's wheels with a knife. And there's a lot of other stuff too, in case you'd like to know..." he answered, still an angry expression upon his face. Vergil gaped, an expression of pure shock on his face. "I... Didn't even know Nero had a girlfriend... And I am very sure he hasn't stolen anything. He has no reason to when my partner and I give him everything he needs. I doubt what you say, sir." He murmured, sending a silent prayer to his parents in heaven to protect his boy and to make what the man said all lies.
The man shook his head, sighing deeply. "I wish that it wasn't true, I always thought that he was a nice and kind person, but he even threatened someone with a sword, saying that he'd kill him if he wouldn't give him money." he kept silent for a few seconds, continuing with the description of Nero's sword they got him, leaving no doubt that he might be true. "No one went to the police yet because they fear him, they say that something strange was about him, but I'm afraid I'll have to do something if that doesn't stop..." he added finally, trying to smile a bit. Vergil did his best not to shake in anger as he was forced to take in what the man said. "I will speak to him. It will all stop, I will make sure of that." He said sternly and bid the man good bye before he got into the car. His beautiful, smart and kind son, such a bad person? When he came home, he left the bags in the car and tore the door to the house open. "NERO!" He yelled, demanding the boy's immediate presence.
Nero was lying on the cough, a magazine in front of him. He turned the page, staring at an article when Vergil rushed in. Dante jerked, almost jumping off his chair, his feet resting on his desk as usual. "Verge..." he gasped, gazing at his brother. Man he looked damn pissed! Nero wasn't better - he actually jumped off the couch, his eyes widening. "What the hell is wrong...?" he demanded to know, his face turning pale in shock. "How the hell do you explain that I was just told by a man that you have been seen threatening people, stealing, cheating on a girl I didn't even know existed and slashing tires?!" He demanded to know, his otherwise so calm composure completely wrecked with rage and self accusations.
"WHAT?!" Nero and Dante instantly answered, staring at Vergil as if he was an alien or something. "Where the hell did YOU get that?!" Nero shook his head. "I can't believe you're coming up to me with stuff like that! Do you REALLY believe that I would... so something like that?"" Dante only managed to shake his head. Nero, doing such things? Never! "Who told you...?" he asked quietly, raising an eyebrow. Vergil clutched his fists and started pacing. "A man who said he knew you. Apparently your girlfriend's father. You cheated on her with Simon, didn't you? Or was it me? And aren't we giving you everything you can possibly need, so what reason do you have for stealing?! And why the hell did you threaten someone with your SWORD, Nero!? Have you gone insane?!" He roared, throwing his hands in the air in anger and frustration. He just wanted to destroy something.
"B-but..." Nero turned even paler, just as Dante did. This could not be true! "I didn't have a girlfriend! I NEVER had one damn it, and I would NEVER threaten anyone with my SWORD! I wonder who's gone insane? You're not telling me that you believe in that shit?! Hell I'm so glad that I found you, I was - and I am still thankful for everything, so how could you even assume that ANYTHING of it was true?" Nero took a step backwards, Vergil's anger really scared him. Dante stared at Nero for some time, again just shaking his head. "Can you really trust him..?" he wanted to know, gazing at his twin again, his voice calm and toneless. Vergil ran a hand through his hair, biting his lip. "He described the boy's sword, Dante! I'm not stupid OR easily fooled, YOU if anyone should know that!" He cried, wanting more than anything to get rid of this anger since he could feel it eating him up from the inside out. Anger and betrayal. Hadn't he been a good father? What had he denied the boy that made him do what he did. "The man that told me this described EVERY fucking detail of your sword, Nero!" Dante gasped again, clenching his fists. "What the hell went into you, Nero...?" he asked weakly, looking rather shocked.
"B-but... but you both know that I never took my sword with me when I left the house, and I wouldn't do so if you didn't ask me to! I... I dunno what he had seen but it WASN'T my sword, I swear...!" Nero felt like his feet losing ground, he took another step backwards, colliding with the wall behind him, his face still pale like a piece of paper. "I would never do something like that, and you should know that - both of you..." he whispered, clenching his teeth. Vergil fought the urge to either throw up or cry. "I don't know what to believe, Nero! I knew it was all lies until he described your sword. He knew every little detail for fuck's sake!" He screamed. The day that had started out so well, destroyed, his son, his life. "It's my fault, isn't it?" He whispered. "It's because I'm so fucked up that everything went to hell. Why did you do it?!" He demanded, clutching the boy's arms, holding him at arm's length and studying him with eyes that sparked with despair, rage and madness. Nero jerked, returning his father's gaze with tears wetting his eyes. He took a deep breath, clenching his fists again. "I DIDN'T DO IT!" he screamed then, his body shaking in despair. What else should he say? He would never touch anyone, and neither would he do such horrible things! How DARE they to believe in lies like that?!
Vergil fought to remain some sort of calmness, trying so damned hard. Succeeding, he framed the boy's face with his hands. "Nero, he knew everything. He even mentioned that he knew something was different with you. He could describe everything, why don't you just concede it so we can move on and made sure that it doesn't happen again." He murmured, pleaded, as he watched the boy. Nero blinked a few times, trying to shake hi head when tears finally ran down his cheeks. "How could you even consider me doing such things...?" he asked crying. "That's just not fair...!" he added weakly, his body still trembling. Dante sighed. He didn't know what to do. There was no reason why anyone should have the same sword than Nero has, actually there was no CHANCE for it to happen. So nobody would be able to describe the sword if he or she didn't see it, what MUST mean that Nero took it out, and why should strangers lie?
Vergil shook the boy's body, the frustration overriding his self control. "There is no replica of your sword, Nero! Why don't you just tell us why you did it and we can start over and keep being a fucking family!" He yelled, shaking. He looked at Dante, just wanting the man to hug him, tell him it was all just a lie and prove that nothing had changed. Nero clenched his teeth again, his hands grabbing the elder's shoulders, as he tried to say something, but just sobbed. He didn't tdo anything! Why couldn't they see it? "I... I didn't... I just didn't do it..." he managed to choke out, trying to escape Vergil's grip. Dante returned his twin's look, as he finally stood up from his chair, walking towards his brother and his son. "There's no other way all that could have happened, other than that the man was a demon, trying to beat us from the distance, but I bet Vergil would have sensed him, and he didn't, no one else should know your sword..." he said then, placing a hand upon Vergil's shoulder, trying to comfort him somehow, while he was terribly shocked himself.
Vergil took a step back, his entire body shivering. "Please, Nero, don't make it harder for us. We just want to make it better. What did you take, and who did you threaten?" He asked, his fingers sliding over his brother's arm, seeking the man's comfort and reassurance. He needed to know if he was doing this correctly. He only had one chance, and he didn't want to destroy the boy. "Which word do you not understand?!" Nero hissed, still weeping. "I didn't do anything, and if I did? I'd die of shame!" Dante took his brother's hand, squeezing it slightly, his eyes settled upon their son. He truly didn't know what to believe. It must have been the way the man pointed it out, there was no other way! "Damn it..." he cursed, shaking his head again. "Why?!"
"Then if it is true what you say, that you didn't do it, how come he knew about your sword, Nero! Explain that to me, make me believe you because by God, I want to!" He said, voice shaking a little but his face was firm. He didn't want the boy to do anything but to just admit it so they could sort it out. "I don't know!" Nero called, drowning in tears. "I never took my sword with me, neither my gun!" He wiped away his tears, but it didn't help. "Please, I beg of you.. believe me! I'd never betray you that way, NEVER!" he demanded desperately, staring down onto the floor. Dante squeezed his brother's hand even tighter, he couldn't help but to feel helpless. What the hell was up today?
Vergil could barely restrain the tears any longer. The boy's words struck something deep inside of him, and he just wanted to hug his boy and save him from the dangers and fears of the world. "I can't believe you, Nero, no matter how much I want to. Can't you just admit what you have done and take the blame like a man? You won't go to prison, and I won't be mad at you. Please?" He hated this, hated the man on the parking-lot, hated himself. "Just tell us what went wrong and we'll fix it!" Nero didn't say anything for a while. He was breathing heavily, his fists clenched again. This was so damn unfair! That must be a nightmare, and he was sleeping on the couch or something. "I AM INNOCENT DAMN IT!" he finally cried out, staring at the twins, pain in his eyes. "if you do not believe me anyway... I might as well go...!" Vergil shook his head, releasing his brother's hand to be able to cup his son's cheek. "You are not going anywhere. Just tell me, and I'll make everything okay again. I'll make everything perfect, just for you, please?" He had no idea what to do any longer. He'd tried being angry, he'd tried pleading, but the boy still wouldn't give in. Maybe he really was innocent? But that didn't explain what the man had told him, the details, the anger.
Nero snorted, before he shook off Vergil's hand, anger building up inside him as well. He was fed up with this situation - What the hell was wrong with themß He WAS innocent, and nobody wanted to believe him! He didn't care anymore. With tears filling his eyes again he tried pass the twins, heading to the door. Dante was quicker, grabbing the boy's arm as he tried to escape. "You won't run away like a coward, Nero." he said sternly, his eyes narrowing a bit. Vergil spun around, grabbing his brother's arm. "Don't hurt him." He said softly, pleading. "Dante's right though, Nero. It's better for you to come clean than to run. It will save you a lot of trouble." He said a little more firmly, seeming to get a grip of his composure he'd been struggling to find. "Don't you understand that we love you and that we want to help you, not hurt you?" He demanded. Nero closed his eyes, trying to control himself for a while, and when he opened them again, he released himself from Dante's grip, running towards the door with all the power that he had. "Damn you!" he yelled, still sobbing. He tore the door open, and started running as fast as he could - no matter where to, he just wanted to get away from here. There was nothing else that he could do anyway, unless he wanted to admit things that he wasn't responsible for.
Dante was too shocked to react in the first place, but when Nero ran out the door, he grabbed his twin's hand, dragging him along, as he tried to follow the boy. Vergil let his brother drag him out of the house before he more or less collapsed onto the ground, unable to take another step. "Leave it." He murmured, looking at his hands. "He'll come back. I know he'll come back." He looked at Dante, hoping to find any reassurance in those pale blue eyes. "Did I do right? I know nothing of raising a boy. Why did he do it?" Fuck, he wanted so badly to cradle his boy in his arms, hugging him and just make everything alright again. Dante stopped, instantly kneeling down in front of his brother, wrapping both arms around his back. He didn't say a word, just held his twin close. Then he shook his head, still seeming shocked by what just had happened. "I don't know..." he whispered finally, sighing deeply. "I do not want to believe that he really did so, but there's no other way... it could only have been him, as much as I hate the thought..."
Vergil trembled, pressing his face against his lover's neck. "What if he really is innocent and we just drove him away from his only home? I really love that boy as my own, Dante, he belongs with us." He said quietly, not caring about the few people that passed by and looked at them with their accusing and wondering eyes. He hated them all. "I wish that he was innocent, really, I wish for it so bad, but everything points at him, and the description if his sword should be the final evidence. I'm so sorry that I have to say so, it hurts from the inside, but what lese should we believe?" He sighed deeply, helping his brother up again, leading him back to the house, as the gazes of all the people started to piss him off. "Let's go inside, I guess the only thing we can do now is hope and wait..."