TITLE: Keep Tryin'
RATING: PG-13 for continuous cursing.
# OF WORDS: 400 or more.
SUMMARY: If at first you don't succeed, try, try again.
NOTES: This is freeverse. Goes thru entire DMC timeline. Inspired by Utada Hikaru's Keep Tryin'.
DISCLAIMER: Not mine.

I don't care about anything, of course not.
Just pizza, tomato juice, and killing stuff dead.
But then you came back, after a whole year of not knowing if you were even alive.
I should have been glad to see to you, glad to see that you're okay.
If it weren't for the fact that you tried to open the gates to Hell.
And tried to steal my amulet, and stabbed me several times.
But like the idiot I was, I kept trying to get you back.
You ended up trapped in the Underworld.
And I cried for you, even if you were a prick.

Years pass by, and I hardly think of you. Really.
Work distracts me enough, and so did a flying motorcycle coming my way.
Saw a babe that looked like Mom, kinda weirded me out.
But she said some asshole Dad fought was being resurrected.
Well, can't let that happen; There wouldn't be any more booze.
Went to some island, kicked major ass (of course), and saw you… again.
I wasn't sure at first but something nagged me in the back of my mind.
Should've paid more attention to it, cuz I fucked you up pretty bad.
And to add on even more angst, that sonuvabitch almost killed Trish.
Killed the motherfucker and left.
Sure, I saved the world from certain doom… but I didn't get the reward I wanted: you.
But I'll keep on trying, cuz I know you're still out there somewhere.

Now I'm thinking about you too much.
I can't even be decisive anymore, relying on a coin to make my decisions.
Heh, I sound like TwoFace, don't I?
But another opportunity to see you comes.
Another psycho tries to get some "ultimate" power again.
Doesn't matter to me, I'll just kill the fucker and go through the gates of Hell again.
Maybe I'll find you, after all this time.
Just gotta keep trying.

Funny how everyone imagines Hell to be all fire and brimstone.
It's fucking freezing here!
But I know you're nearby; this weather suits you.
Too bad I'll be dragging you back this time.
I won't let you get away, not after all these years of trying.
After all, I'm one stubborn bastard… right, Vergil?