Finding Brother

Author's Note: I'm not gonna make this one long, so just enjoy. Its my First time making a DMC fic, so work with me here people.

Disclaimer: I don't own 'em, enough said. It so sad…

Chapter 1: Solitaire…Dumb Game!

"Hey stupid, you better not play that new game I bought. It's not for kids, so wait till I get back from Japan. Got it?"

Bryan said menacingly before he left for Japan. He was always this bossy big brother that told her sister what to do and punished her severely if she disobeyed. On the other hand, she was quite nice and would do anything that was told. She would obey them gladly so that she won't have to endure punishments, but it had been weeks since her brother had left her all alone in their house. The house was average in size; it had three rooms, one for their mother and father… who died years ago in a car accident, one is for her brother. She sleeps there too, and one is for the guests if there are any. All in all, there are three rooms, although their parent's room was never used again, they said their parents might still be there… just resting.

"When is he gonna come back!"

I said bored and irritated as I lay on my brother's bed.

"For crying out loud, he's been gone for less than a month! Who does he think he is? Leaving me all alone in this house with no one to talk to but myself…doesn't he know the cravings of a young girl; the need for protection, love, money, and comfort? Anyway, I should stop my drama for now, and think of things to do."

I then stood up and looked for anything that was useful; trying desperately to get away from boredom I, a) slept, b) played DDR all afternoon, c) called up everyone on the phone book, and d) restrain myself from playing the month old Devil May Cry III video game that I was forbidden to play. Then I wondered to myself why I was forbidden to play it. I went to the drawer where he kept his games and reached for the case of DMCIII.

I read the writings at the back. I fond out that it was somewhat violent, no sexual graphics for little kids to see, and could be played by kids 13 and above.

"For god sakes… I'm a bloody 15 year old; why wont he let me play it!"

I asked myself.

"Well, as they say…when they tell you not to, the more you wanna do it."

With that saying in my head; I turned on the PS2 and inserted the DMCIII CD. I waited for it to load. After it did, I began playing. It wasn't as hard as I thought.

"This is what I was forbidden to see? Ha! What a piece of cake!"

I smirked to myself. After a few hours of playing, I then saw something horrible.

"Oh for the love of Satan…what happened to the prices of the Vital Star S. and the other items?"

I suddenly yelped as I saw the price. I went to the equipments menu to upgrade some weapons, but it's the same. The price was too high, and I was running out of red orbs. Too scared of the prices of items and future upgrades, I stopped playing.

/That's all for tonight./

I thought as I turned off the PS2. I then turned on the computer.

/Damn/

Thoughts of cursing went through my head as the internet wouldn't connect to the server. I forgot about browsing the net as I laid my eyes on the game 'Solitaire'. My brother told me that if you finished the game, you get one wish. I wondered if it was true so I played the computer card game. In about 30 minutes of trying, I was finally able to finish. As the cards on the screen bounced back and forth, I made my wish. I was wishing for something I had wanted for the past months, which is my brother, but was disturbed by the vision of Dante and Virgil that popped out of my mind. I had lost track of what I wanted to wish for. The cards had stopped bouncing. I guess I didn't get my wish. Oh well, it's just a saying after all. I then turned off the computer, and went to my bed and fell asleep as soon as my face hits the pillow. I was having a nice dream about random stuff, when I heard a loud crashing noise from just the other side of the room. I got up groggily as I rubbed my eyes. The look of sleepiness on my face soon faded and turned into a look of shock, fright, anger, irritation, and other emotions that I never felt before. Two men were lying on their backs, on top of the now broken computer. Anger boiled up inside me. I walked towards them and gave them both a kick on the sides just to wake them up. It seems to not work so I grabbed a bucket of ice cold water and poured it on them. They both jerked up startled because of the cold water and looked at each other. Both had swords and guns on them, but I couldn't think of being afraid of them, when I know that I'll be murdered by my brother when he gets back home if he sees the computer looking like a heap of trash. I then turned to the two who is arguing, not minding what sort of place they were in. I coughed loudly to get their attention, but they didn't get the hint.

"If the two of you would be a bit more sensitive; you guys would get your asses off of the computer that you have just totally screwed up!"

I yelped trying to get their attention again. I guess it worked. The two stopped, but looked at me menacingly, like they were mad at me for stopping them from fighting. The two men looked at each other before standing up. Both dusted themselves up as they looked around the small, and right now, crowded room.

"What the hell is this place? It's a mess."

The guy in the red coat that was covered in blood said as he scanned the room. He then sat down on MY bed.

"At least this bed is soft…unlike mine that was screwed by someone who came for a visit."

Again he spoke, this time eyeing the other guy who was wearing a blue coat.

"Why the hell are you looking at me like that little brother? It's not like I was responsible for everything bad that happens to your misled life."

The guy in the blue coat said coolly. He then walks over to my brother's bed and lays down on it, with shoes and everything. He placed his arms underneath his head and lazily closed his eyes to get some rest.

"And you call me lazy Virgil! Get your ass up! Sleeping wont get us anywhere, why don't we just party? I'm sure there's decent food around here, music, and there is already a girl here, so why don't we just throw ourselves a big party!"

The man called "Virgil" didn't move one bit. He just opens his left eye and looked at the ceiling. He sighs at the other guy's suggestion.

"Seriously Dante… that idea stinks…"

"And why is that?"

"You don't throw a party with only three people. Oh father, why oh why…didn't you give Dante a bit of intelligence…why did you give him stupidity and ignorance…why father…did you give me all the intelligence, smarts, knowledge, charms, and other things that Dante lacks?"

"I get your dumb point! You don't have to get all personal now…we wont throw a party…you party pooper. Anyway, let's get some rest, and maybe everything will be better by tomorrow."

"That's right little brother, and by tomorrow, I will kill you."

"You just wish you could."

"Oh, and before you go to bed little brother…go get a shower, you stink like blood."

The man called "Dante" then sat up and began to sniff himself. Finding out that what his brother said was true, he grabbed a towel near him…MY towel…and went inside the bathroom.

I was so shocked from everything that I hardly believe what was in front of me: two useless handsome twins that wrecked my computer to bits, and is gonna get me in trouble when a certain sibling of mine finds out. Frustration overcame my body as Dante went into the bathroom. I stomped my feet as I walk towards the bathroom door. I was about to say something when…

"Oh babe, can you get this cleaned for me? I have an attachment to my coat, and I hate it when it gets dirty or ripped. Thanks babe."

… yes, Dante half opened the door to give me his coat for cleaning, then he closed the door. After he gave the coat to me, I looked at it. Anger welled up inside of me. I then tossed the tattered coat on the other bed, hitting Virgil on the face.

"Who do you think you are bossing me around? I'm not your maid! Get out of there or I'll call the cops!"

"You want me to get out? You aren't worthy enough to see my…oh so sexy and nude body, babe. You'll just have to wait for your turn, or at least wait for me to finish, and maybe if you're good I'll give you a nice evening treat."

I blushed deeply as he winked before closing the half opened bathroom door. It was irritating that I had to remain calm at a time like this.

/I swear, I will kill him if he steps out of the showers/

I thought to myself as I dropped my gaze to the floor. That gaze was soon reverted to the guy on the other bed. He was sitting up on the bed with a smirk on his handsome face.

"You should learn to respect guests, young lady."

He said, standing up while dusting himself. In his hand was Dante's tattered coat. He held it up and threw it into the clothes bin.

"You don't just go throwing tattered and bloody coats at your guests while sleeping."

Virgil said as he inched closer. My gaze fell to the floor once again. Embarrassment dwelled up inside me. As I kept staring at the floor, I saw black shoes just opposite mine. I looked up and saw Virgil. He towers over me, he was really tall and his shadow falls on my face. There was a smirk painted on his face, and an evil glint shone at the corner of his eyes.

"I should warn you…I'm not nice when I get disturbed."

Virgil then leans in on me, his face just a few inches away. He licks his lower lip making me feel that he was to do something that was…lets just say…um something that wasn't very nice.

"Y—you can't scare me! Y—you're inside my house! And I ask that you and your brother leave! NOW!"

I said backing away. I soon found out that, that wasn't the brightest idea I ever thought off. As I backed away, he kept coming closer, and me ending up in a corner wherein he is cornering me. His smirk widens and his lips part.

"So, you're not afraid huh? Then tell me, why are you quivering? A very nice gesture for someone who says, "You can't scare me." Really… tough…and… brave."

He said sarcastically. He then smiles evilly, closing his eyes and trapping me at the corner of the room. His hands were firmly pressed onto the cold wall where my back was also pressed, and his leg traps mine.

"Go away…leave me alone! I need peace! You guys already trashed my place! There is nothing left for the two of you to trash around!"

"Actually, there is one more thing that I can think of trashing. I'm sure…my mind doesn't think that you are a thing…"

He pauses and then leans in near my ears and whispers something.

"…but I think you are worthy to be trashing with…"

He pauses again. He licks on my neck and then added.

"…or better yet, I should just play with you instead."

After he said this, shivers ran up my spine. Fear engulfed my body at that time; trying to be strong and brave was a difficult task. I was always weak, and I always needed my brother around to protect me…but right now…he isn't here…to give me protection.

/Don't hurt me…/

Words of weakness filled my head as I shut my eyes tight.

"Virgil, I just took a bath and you molest the nice little babe that lets us stay in her house. Have some manners brother."

Dante immerged from the bathroom in my towel, and for once I'm grateful.

"Just being friendly little brother."

"Anyway, get away from the babe and leave her alone."

"Jealous?"

"No."

"Oh really?"

"Yes Virgil really…any clothes I can use babe?"

Dante asks me.

"Yeah…wear a leaf and go to bed!"

I told him and left the room.

/Stupid solitaire…getting me into such a mess./

I thought as I pressed my back against the door to my room.