New found love?
Vergil sat in the middle of the ruins. His brother beside him. He closed his eyes. Picturing the past...
He laughed as he dodged from his brother's attack. "Hah! No-" Wack! He manged to get hit. "Darnit..." He fell backwards, hitting his butt, and rubbing his cheek. "Ya got me good Verg..." He mumbled. Slightly looking down. Acting like he was going to cry.
Vergil blinked, and looked at his twin before walking over, and reached out his hand. "Oh brother, your such an easy one to cry. Suck it up, c'mon." He said darkly, not really caring for his brother's feelings. It was strange. His brother was... a cry baby, and he was the stronger one. He turned to see his mother. Eva, call out to them. He smiled a bit, and looked back down at Dante. "C'mon brother! I'll race you to the house!" He turned a bit, and started to run.
Dante stood up, and chased after his brother, laughing loudly. Catching up to him rather quickly. "Ha! I'll beat you Verg!" He called out to him.
Vergil laughed back, and then started to run faster, pushing himself to the limit, and reached the door first. He jumped up the stairs, and came into a skidding stop in the dining room. Smiling at his mother just as Dante came rolling in also. He bumped into Vergil, and both tumbled onto the ground. Dante on top, Vergil on bottom. Their lips barely touching...
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Vergil blushed brightly as soon as he remembered his first kiss. He placed his black leather gloved hand to his lips. Feeling them... remembering the kiss boldly. As he continued to sit there, and slightly... -dream- about what his brother had done to him, his brother opened his eyes, and watched the so called evil twin. He sat up, grinning almost, and chuckled. "Aww, is the strong bro thinkin' about the past?" His voice, made to mock Vergil.
He grimanced, and then shoved his hand down. Shoving aside the memories. "You're lucky I don't knock you out again." He said darkly, looking at his twin brother with his grim evil like eyes.
Dante smirked a bit, and stood up. He placed his hands on his hip, and looked around. "Thought I lost you for a second there."
Vergil growled standing up and turning away. He didn't want to talk to his brother right now. He had to do something else anyway. He had to find out about something, and he was angered at his brother for taking him from hell. Vergil had plans. He needed to go down there...