Pre Note: I've had this ready to upload, for a while. But I didn't have internet! SORRY! SORRY! SORRY! SORRY! Please forgive me for my long wait I've put you through! Please, enjoy! and leave a review! and anything you want to say!

Author's Note: HELP! It's MELTING! MELTING!

'Friend(aka the friend Samantha Korpa is based off of)': What!? What's melting!?

Me:*sniff* Th-The Snow…*sniff* Waaaaaaaah!

Sam:*Falls over* Really? That is what your freaking out about?

Me: Oh, and I don't have internet, so to all you wonderful people who actually read this story. Thank you bunches, and have a cyber cookie! Also I'll update as fast as I can, I'll usually get two chapters up at a time. So please, bare with me!

Sam: Chee!

Me: You are not KANDA! *pulls out a gun and shoots him with it in the face*

Sam: Owwww! Goddammit that friggin' hu-

ON TO THE DISCLAIMER!

Disclaimer: I don't own Devil May Cry, or the other things I reference, but I do own Sam, Take that Korpa!

Please Read and Review, Flaming is cool to, I like fire *Smirk*

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After that, Nero got the med-kit, Vergil stitched me up, gave me some pain medication, and after the pain subsided I decided to speak ,"So, you said something about 'investigating', would you like to elaborate?"

"I have no clue what you are talking about.", he said, with a perfect poker face. I bet he'd have won all the games at the poker game. "Don't BS with me. I'm not an idiot, good poker face, bad lie.", I replied, I think I heard an audible snicker to my left, Nero. "I-I…*sigh*", Vergil rubbed his head. "Looks like we were caught, Eh bro.", said a voice coming from my right. Dafuq?! He's awake?! Last I saw of him, he was a staggering drunk! Damn! Being a half-devil must by the shit in a drinking game, I wonder what would happen if he, Deadpool, and Vincent from FFVII had a drinking game, who would win? That aside, I looked at the red idiot, and I said, with an incredulous look on my face, "Holy Shit! You must be one hell of a Demon Hunter if you can drink a twelve pack off beer and get up and walk off without a hangover. So, why are you investigating me?"

Dante, as if triggered by my statement, ran out of the room, into what I presumed was the bathroom, and audibly throwing his cookies, and for you people who don't understand that, I'll say it in a couple different ways, upchucking, puking, blowing chunks, throwing up, need more explaining? Hope not 'cause I'm moving on. After the red clad idiot, who was wearing a pair of cargo pants, with no shirt. Damn, he has nice abs. I bet Sam and Dom would kill for this view, 'cause it's one thing to see it with the PS2 graphics and another to see it in real life…I still like Vergil better… Especially since I have the mod for him to take of his jacket and shirt *smirk*….*ahem* back on track, after Dante regained his composer, and me and Nero were done laughing, and me coughing up a bit of blood. Damn gut wounds! I can't laugh at idiots for at least a week! Goshdarnit! Unless ...*Grin*

"I like this kid! Yah sure she's the one we're looking for?", said Nero, picking himself off the floor. "Well if you want to know something, why didn't you just try asking? Nicely.", I said, leaning back into the couch I was sitting on. It smelt like pizza. Gah, I should have known.

The look on there faces. It. Was. Priceless. It was like they never thought of the most basic thing, just asking nicely. "Ahhhhh…Pfft Haahahahaha. I REALLY like this kid! She just blew away your whole three days of planning for observation, with the most basic thinking!", Nero laughed at the twins. "Wait! You said 'Demon Hunter'. Just who the Fuck are you?", asked Dante, after regaining his composure.

"Do you really want to know?", I ask, yawning and stretching, wincing 'cause of my goshdarned gut. "Yes, that would be an ideal thing to know.", Vergil responded, looking straight into my eyes. Which I closed. Then I open them I say with all dead seriousness, "Tomorrow, after school, I stay after school to work on homework in Megan-chan's classroom. Meet me there, then and only then, will I deliberate on who I am."

After that I got up, stretched and again winced. "Wait! Does that mean your still going to school. With that wound!? And another thought, where the hell does a teenage girl get a wound like that? You haven't left your house all night!" , asked Dante, coming over to me to stop me from leaving. "Stalker", I said under my breath. "What was that?" ,He said, still blocking my way. "*sigh* I got it from my 'Uncle'." , I whispered, just loud enough to be heard, and with that, I shoved him aside, before I left, I said, "Thanks for the help. I need to start getting the laundry and such done. See you tomorrow at school." And with that, I left.

I went outside and walked into my house, took the towels from earlier and severely drenched them in bleach, after an hour of letting them soak, I washed them. Finishing that, I went to my room, my damaged shirt in a bag in the corner, my clock said 3:12 A.M. Heh, goddamn irony, just like my dream from this, no, now, yesterday morning. Holy Shit, it feels like a week has gone past, and it's only day one, wonder what today will bring. And with that I laid down my head and napped.

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I woke up three hours later, so it was 6:21, I had slept in a bit. So I got out of my room and grabbed my black T-Shirt, black cargo pants, and black and blue hoodie sweatshirt, and headed to take my extra quik shower, during this whole time I'm wincing occasionally, this wouldn't hurt that much normally, I'm used to his beatings, but it's been awhile since the last stabbing, and when he did that, he had passed out drunk, so there was no prier beating with steel-toed boots and the such. So in hindsight, it hurt more than usual.

After my super, Super, quick shower, in which I had to undo my bandages, and after I got dressed I had to wrap my stitches again. Oh! I bet you're all wondering how I got my wound stitched by Vergil, without him see my seal wrappings, simple really. I had my shirt still covering my top part of my body, and I was wearing a long sleeve, so that helped too. So, as I was saying, I wrapped up my stomach again, and went to make the bas- my 'Uncle', his breakfast. He came out, took his breakfast, and left, like nothing happened last night. Damn Drunk. But one thing I can tell from looking at him, he has got one HELL of a hangover…Akuma ano Shitsuji('A demon and a Butler'or better known as 'I'm one HELL of a Butler')…*ahem**snicker*…. After he left I got my stuff from school and left for my nice "little" walk to school, damn, my stitches are going to reopen at this point, GRAAA- "Hey, do you wanna ride?", I hear from the driveway next door. Dafuq?! Standing next to a motorcycle putting his helmet on, was Nero, damn. Wait is that a backpack strapped to his bike? "Ummm, that depends…Where are you going?", I asked looking at him incredulously. "Cloud City, Technical High School, otherwise, known as your school, and where Dante and Vergil teach at, and where I'm now enrolled. Oh, we weren't properly introduce, Hi, I'm Nero Credo You're Kitty-Roo Hin-I mean Harusame. Correct?"

Well at least he corrected himself, I nodded in response. "So back to my original question, Do you want a ride?" ,he asked, holding out his helmet. Oh how sweet. "Well, if I bleed out on you, I'm not paying for dry cleaning. 'Kay?", I said grabbing the helmet. "Oh Don't worry, I'll drive carefully, so it won't undue your stitches, or open up your wound!" , he replied giving me a thumbs-up.

After the like 5 minute drive to school, I got off the bike, checked my stitches, they were sore, but not that much damage to them or the wound. I then asked Nero a good question. "How old are you?"

He looked at me, then he laughed, "Figured that come up sooner than later, I'm 18, and since I never really went to High School, Dante, well it was probably Vergil, but they figured I should at least get some schooling, and since they plan on being in town for a while, they brought me along to go to the school, and…. also to help investigate you." When he finished talking, he kind of looked apologetic, scratching the back his head sheepishly. "Well anyways, what's your first period?", I asked, dropping the topic and heading towards the school. He said, while following me, "Wait! Don't you want to know why we're investigating you?" "Eh. I figured it would all be explained at the end of the day in Megan-chan's room. Also, did you say that you guys plan to be staying here for awhile? What do Two Demon Hunters and a teenager, want that's in Minnesota? Beside Beer and Pizza and Strawber-. You know what, nevermind.", I replied and kept on walking, looking forward as I walked, because it is to much of a hassle to have to keep looking UP to talk to Friggin' Mr. 6 foot something!

That's about when I heard something that made me go completely silent, and stunned, that the entire first period of school went by in a blur. "We are looking for a woman by the name of Seria Roo."