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One Too Many
We're Off to See the Wizard
Silence, is the most common reaction for outrageous or strange out of the ordinary statement. Then there's the cliché question of: I didn't know you had a brother. Nero skipped the common reaction and went straight to the next commonly asked question of childish curiosity though he would deny any such thing. As far as Nero knew Dante's brother was dead or at least he seemed to allude to the fact that he was gone.
He rubbed the tip of his nose looking away to avoid any smartass look that Dante may be sporting, his blue hues focused on the dusty bookshelf to his right. He should probably dust that, Kyrie really needs a break if she missed that. The question was at the tip of his tongue, so tantalizingly close until he finally blurted it out when the awkward silence became to be too much for his adolescent mind. "So what was he like?"
"Well, he was a bit a rigid ass. When we were younger he would read a lot of boring crap, and that never really changed. He also took things too seriously; never loosened up…you're kinda like him." Nero perked up only at that only to be shot down at what Dante said next. "Both of take things way up the ass, but unlike him you're not one for patience."
Nero flipped him the bird.
"You should go," Kyrie started while she forked some leafy greens off her plate. Dante left after that small revelation (It was small compared to the he's frigging wizard and the, oh btw you need to go to school or else…).
"You know I can't," He muttered. Nero slouched glaring down at the one thing he hated more than Sanctus. Liver, shit tasted like rotten eagle ass!
"This will probably be the only opportunity you'll have to learn about your mother's heritage." She pressed, Nero knew if he looked up Kyrie would have big pleading brown eyes filled with honest naïveté as she continued to plead her case. "I know you don't want to go because you're worried about Fortuna but we'll be fine. The world won't end if you're not here. Aren't you the least bit curious about your mother?"
He briefly wondered if he could get away with not eating that shit, maybe if he moved it around a bit…Probably not, Kyrie had a sharp eye for that kind of thing. "Mr. Dante could help you, he is your uncle. He did withhold your relation to him despite how obvious it was he could make it up to you if he helped you this one time."
"I think he already made it up before I could claim any kind compensation, he help take down that overgrown demon." He scratched the side of his nose thinking of the Savior fiasco.
"Please, just give it a try," Nero had thus far avoided meeting Kyrie's gaze because he knew she held power over him with big brown eyes. Part of him suspected that she knew she held sway over him although he was more inclined to believe she was oblivious to it. That and Kyrie was way too innocent to purposely make him do anything.
He sighed finally relenting, "I'll give it a try but if – "
"I know that's all I'm asking," she stood up with her empty plate and gave him a small peck on the lips, her lips turned into a full-blown smirk when she pulled away, "Finish you diner, and don't think about throwing it away. Moving t around to pretend you ate some of it won't work either."
Damn.
"Don't worry kid; I'll make sure nothing goes wrong while your learning to become a wand waving weirdo," Dante leaned against the wall as Nero reluctantly took carried a suspiciously large suitcase that had the symbol of the Order of the Sword by his foot was a smaller suitcase.
"Bit me, old man." He grumbled adjusting his arm sling in a more comfortable position and just for measure incase some dumbass decided to pull off his sling he had it wrapped in medical gauzes.
"You should respect your elders' kid," he said in patronizing tone.
"Respect this," he made a move for a rude gesture when Kyrie came in with their visitors from before minus one old geezer only this time they brought guests.
"Well, ain't you special kid. They brought the whole cavalry just for you."
A battle hardened mauled looking man with a single whizzing blue eye stepped up, "Let's get a move on we're behind schedule."
A girl with bumble gum pink hair stumbled after tripping on her own two feet, "I'll help you with that."
She moved to grab the large suitcase when Dante snorted. "You sure you can handle that, little lady?"
"What are you trying to say, huh? I hope you're not trying to say what I think you're trying to say," her pink hair turning bright red. Dante lifted his hands in mocking surrender though you could see the lighthearted amusement in his eyes that said he meant nothing by it. She stuck her tongue at before going to pick up the Red Queen's case.
Her face flushed red in attempt pick it off the ground, "Blimey! What are you carrying in their?" She shouted when her grip slipped and nearly fell on her bum when Nero stopped her by the scruff of her neck.
"You exaggerating," Sirius rolled his eyes before moving to pick it up. He only managed to drag a bit before huffing and letting. "What are you carrying in their, bricks?"
"A sword," he deadpanned.
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A/N: A filler chapter that holds some importance, nah. I won't be updating until next week Friday. I have a shit tons of work piled up in a dusty corner. But let it be known that we are entering the HP-world, yay! Our favorite soulless evil teacher that we all love to hate will be making an appearance next chapter. (::) Cookie for those you know who it is.