Mission 7 – Alike
When Nero woke up he realized that he had been tied up with Dante who was trying to ride a motorbike.
"How is it possible that I didn't wake up earlier?" He said while trying to sit in more comfortable position.
"How is it possible that I somehow managed to make you sit on this damn thing?" The driver answered. "I couldn't wake you up, at first I thought you were dead."
"So why couldn't you let me sleep a bit more?" He answered while yawning.
Dante laughed. "You do realize that we were in the park, naked? I must say, it was kind of funny when this kid saw me dressing you, but a bit weird at the time."
"Heh..." Nero finally untied himself.
"And here we are." They arrived to the Devil May Cry. Nero yawned again and got off the vehicle. Then, he looked at himself, and realized that he was dressed in Dante's clothes. Yeah, what a terribly good joke. "I couldn't help it." The guy said while getting off the motorbike and laughing.
"You're laughing really often this days."
"Oh, I didn't notice." He replied and opened the door with a kick.
"So, will you give me back my shirt? You don't wear it anyway." Nero said and lay down on the couch. Dante sat in his usual position. Seriously, how can he find this comfortable?
"Yeah, yeah." He threw the boy's shirt in his direction. "You should go and find us more jobs, 'cause we don't have even 1/4rd of what we should give back to Lady."
"Why me?"
"You lost our bet."
"Then give me my clothes back."
"Maybe tomorrow." The guy grinned. Nero sighed and put his shirt on, while Dante was staring at him for all the time he was doing that. It was kind of annoying, but… nice in some weird way.
"Buy something to eat, I'll be back soon."
Nero was out for already 4 hours, so Dante couldn't help it and ate his pizza. Finally, he decided to go for a walk, or this boredom would kill him. But as soon as he put his foot outside he was already pushed back inside. By the blue haired witch.
"We need to talk" She got straight to the point.
"Couldn't you come here earlier? I'm busy now." Dante sat on the couch.
"No you're not. You're waiting for Nero, who went to look for a job, you're bored and actually happy that I came here." The witch said that on one breath without changing her expression at all.
"Why would I be happy 'bout it?"
"'Cause you're bored and want to kick my ass." Her face still remained unchanged.
"Oh, thanks for reminding me that." Hunter grinned. The witch sighed and sat on the edge of the desk.
"I was the one who summoned demons from Fortuna. I wanted to see if you come, 'cause I needed to speak with you in private."
"What about?"
"About my sister."
What he had just heard wasn't normal. Yeah, imagine a weird teenage girl telling you that her sister was able to destroy the space-time without knowing it, because she wanted to save some human that she met. And the only thing you could think of in that situation was why the hell is she telling that to you? At least Dante felt like this. Because he understood, but what difference would it make if he knew? It's not like he could do anything more than anyone else. So as she finished, he sighed.
"You're stupid." The demon hunter said. "Why do you think I will help you? And why do you need my help anyway?"
"Because you're the son of Sparda. And I need a good fighter." The witch grinned.
"For what? And what's about this crystal you asked from Nero? Isn't that enough?" Dante started to be more and more upset. What was she thinking, that they're her servants? She thought wrong.
"The crystal will help me to find and weaken my sis, and you will help me to kill her." She suddenly looked all gloomy.
"…kill her? Why?" No, Dante was not concerned. At least that's what he says.
"She won't listen to me. That's why you have to do this. That's why I'm here, asking you to do this. Just tell me: will you?" She went closer to him and looked into his eyes. Her eyes were deep blue and somehow demonic. Maybe she was a devil after all?
"If you pay me somehow." Dante smiled.
"I have no cash, but I promise you won't regret it. I will repay you for death with life." She sat on a couch, next to him.
"What do you mean?" The guy was confused now. This witch was really talking in riddles.
"You'll find out in the right time. But you have my word and I always keep it." She smiled nicely. That was the first time she wasn't scary at all. Not that Dante was afraid of her, of course. He wasn't afraid of anything.
"Okay then. Do you have some clues about that crystal?" He asked.
"I'm afraid, I know only that it have something to do with your daddy. But that's all. Maybe it's in a different time? Eh. I don't know anymore." She sighed. And then she just stood up and smiled. "Thanks. I really appreciate that. And take care of Nero, he needs you right now." And she was already gone.
"That whole sibling thing somehow reminds me of Vergil… But why does Nero need me? And why am I talking to myself?" Dante caught himself. He burst into laughing as his partner came into the Devil May Cry.
Zinkul: Again, sorry for the delay. I think it's going to be like this for a while though, 'cause I don't have much time lately. But I will finish it, I promise :) And I have this strange feeling that these chapters are getting shorter and shorter... I don't know. And thanks for all the reviews and favs, I'm really happy that there are people who like this fic.