Vergil sat quietly at Dante's desk, slaving away at the list of debts and late payments that Dante had yet to pay back.
He had been working at the problem for four hours now. With each debt paid two more took it's place, and with each one a larger amount than the last.
At this point, Vergil was prepared to use his brother as a pincushion for his summoned swords.
He had to give credit to his twin in certain aspects. The government payments were all kept paid and were very neatly squared away, which explained how Dante kept the Devil May Cry open.
Many of the debts Dante had were to clients who shoved repair bills onto him thanks to his lack of a potential damage warning when he worked. This led to many of the expenses being on Dante himself thanks to his reckless fighting style.
Dante himself sat on the couch, a practical cloud of embarrassment and shame radiating from his posture. Vergil made sure to shoot him a couple murderous looks when he found something particularly stupid on the list.
The jukebox played quietly in the corner, excluding the occasional hiccup from the machine.
Vergil continued to crunch numbers and split payments, growing steadily more violent with his pen strokes. His neat calligraphy slowly became more edged and sharp, with many of the smooth curves of the letters becoming angular.
"Dante, why is there a two thousand dollar debt for 'fashion choices'?"
"That might be Lady and Trish."
"You mean the human woman and that copycat witch?"
"Yep, that's them."
It took all of Vergil's willpower to not impale the desk with his pen and use it as leverage to launch himself at his twin.
The human woman, Lady, was already someone Vergil was irritated by. Her attitude towards him was locked at a permanent state of 'I hate demons, and that includes you'.
Trish on the other hand, was someone Vergil simply didn't like. Her abuse of their late mother's looks made him sick to his stomach, and even during his hazy time as Nelo Angelo he had not went out of way to be around the blonde.
Vergil finished the last letter of another check billed out to a construction company for the damages to their equipment during a job.
The older half devil sighed and set down his pen, fully intending to take a very long break from the issue at hand.
"Hey bro, why don't you take a break?"
Vergil only gave a grunt in reply, watching as Dante got up from the couch and moved into the kitchen.
The phone then rang loudly, catching the blue half devil's attention. Dante shouted from the kitchen as the sound of glass breaking was heard.
"Dammit! My favorite beer mug!"
Vergil took a second to take in the statement before doubling over the desk and laughing.
He laughed for several seconds before collecting himself and answering the phone.
"Devil May Cry."
Vergil said, still chuckling a bit. The voice on the other end seemed familiar to Vergil, and sounded like it belonged to a young man.
"Hello. Is this Dante's office?"
"This is Dante's office, yes. But currently he is away."
"Oh, ok. Could you tell him that Nero is on his way?"
That name rang a bell in Vergil's head, but it was a very distant one. He recalled hearing the name Nero somewhere before, and it brought forth memories of a white city and a religious group.
"I will let him know. Is there anything else you need?"
"No, that's it. Thank you."
The person on the other end hung up the phone, leaving a dull dial up tone blaring in Vergil's ear.
The older half devil set the phone back down on the stand and returned to the papers on the desk.
Dante emerged from the kitchen holding a beer bottle. He moved back to the couch and slumped onto it, setting the beer on the coffee table.
"Who was that? We get a job?"
"No. They left a message though. Somebody named Nero should be arriving soon."
Dante instantly sat back up on the couch, shocked at the words that had come out of Vergil's mouth.
He studied Vergil's expression for a bit, finding no indication that Vergil knew of his supposed son.
"You... Don't know, do you?"
Vergil's icy stare locked on to Dante, who returned it with his own rarely seen serious look.
"Know about what, brother?"
"You don't know the kid? Nero, your son?"
"I don't remember having a son, Dante."
"Alright. Now, do you remember visiting Fortuna?"
"I... I recall spending some time there, yes."
"Well, apparently you had some unholy offspring because Nero could be your son."
"I had no sexual relations while I was there, Dante."
"The kid is nineteen. When did you visit Fortuna?"
"Nineteen years ago..."
"Then how is he not your son?"
"How would he be my son? What exactly makes him my son and not some other mans?"
"White hair, Devil Powers, Yamato likes him. I'd say that's a good amount of evidence, Vergil."
"So he is the one who has Yamato. And you did not think it important to tell me?"
"No, because I thought he was your son and he could take care of it!"
"He is not my son!"
"Whose is he then? It's a safe bet that Dad didn't screw any other chicks other than Mom!"
"Do not slander our Father's name like that!"
"Why not? He was obviously a better father than you are!"
At this point, both brothers were standing and in each other's faces. Dante bore a face that was similar to snarling wolf while Vergil was exuding a dark blue energy.
The tension was thick enough to cut with a knife, and Sparda began to resonate on the wall.
It glowed with a subtle purple energy, but neither of the brothers noticed the Demon Sword's outburst.
"Dante, I'm going to give you until the count of five..."
"Or what? You gonna cry? Piss yourself maybe?"
"I'm going to give you five seconds to retrieve Rebellion before I start coming after you."
"Try me, bro."
Dante swiftly limboed backwards as Vergil drew Takemikazuchi and swung the blade.
Vergil went for a downward slash, but received Dante's boot instead. The red half devil flipped backwards, drawing Ebony and Ivory.
Vergil dashed forward, unleashing two slashes in Dante's direction. The younger half devil easily leapt backwards, using the wall as footing.
Dante jumped back into the air as Vergil sent wave after wave of electrified sword slashes his way, leaving large gashes in the wall and ceiling.
Dante unloaded his pistols in mid air at the speed of an automatic submachine gun, forcing Vergil to spin Takemikazuchi defensively.
The bullets deflected away from the older half devil harmlessly, putting multiple holes in various furniture and the walls.
Dante landed easily, grabbing Rebellion from it's place leaning on the coffee table.
Vergil was in front of his brother within the blink of an eye, his katana poised to strike.
Dante responded by slinging Rebllion in the same direction, producing a large shockwave as the blades bit into each others edges.
The beer bottle on the coffee table flew as the table itself was flung onto the couch due to the shockwave.
Vergil took a step back and prepared a Judgement Cut, sending Dante onto the defensive.
The red half devil snatched the beer bottle from the air and tossed it into the path of the Judgement Cut, reducing the glass container to pieces.
Dante set Rebellion on his back and swung his arm out. Gilgamesh responded by flying off it's display next to Beowulf and coating the devil hunter's arms.
Dante jumped forward, unleashing an axe kick at the same moment Gilgamesh coated his boot. Vergil leaned to the left of the attack, leaving a large hole in the wooden floor.
Vergil moved quickly, swinging Takemikazuchi twice. Both cuts hit home, leaving two gashes on Dante's chest.
The force of the blows sent the younger half devil sliding backwards, stopping just short of his desk. The papers on said desk fluttered a bit as Dante came to a halt.
Twenty summoned swords materialized behind the blue half devil, quickly launching themselves at their target.
Dante flipped out Ebony and Ivory before unleashing a hail of bullets, shattering each summoned sword before they reached the devil hunter.
After destroying the projectiles aimed a him, Dante rushed forward. Vergil sent four Judgement Cuts at his brother, but Dante easily zig zagged around them.
Dante planted his fist in Vergil's stomach as he reached him, sending the older half devil into the air.
Dante gripped Vergil's cravat mid air and slammed his knee into his stomach before turning on his heel and throwing Vergil over his shoulder.
Vergil hit the wall hard and used the bounce to flip around, planting his feet on the wall.
A DT blast then ripped through the room, staggering the younger half devil. Vergil's form disappeared, replaced by the streaks of thousands of cuts that converged on Dante.
Vergil reappeared behind Dante and slipped Takemikazuchi into his DT sheath, unleashing the full brunt of his attack on Dante.
Dante was set upon by unaccountable numbers of cuts and was sent sliding backwards. He used the momentum to turn halfway through the slide and sent his fist into the back of Vergil's head.
The older half devil's face met the floor so hard that it collapsed the wood and forced him into a scorpion position.
Vergil's Devil Trigger failed, reducing him back to human form. His body then slumped as he lost consciousness.
Dante stumbled backward, still feeling the electricity of Takemikazuchi's cuts run through his body.
Dante stood shakily for a few moments, still coming down from his adrenaline rush. He looked about the room, observing the great amounts of damage the shop had taken during the battle.
He then passed out, landing with a thud on the wooden floor.