-Chapter 8-

-New Year's Eve Partay!-


Author's Note: You might enjoy this chapter. People asked me, "If your DIA characters had jobs, what would they be?" Nicole, Jo

Resolutions, anyone?


"Resolutions, anyone?" I swirled sparkling grape juice in a glass. Nicole and I were invited to a party Dante was throwing at his house, and this was what we called the 'before-party'. It was 6 in the evening; the guests expected at 7:45.

"I thought that was saved for 11:59, Kei," Lady purred, satisfied with the fact José sat hooked under her free arm. Her other hand carried a glass of juice, like everyone else.

I sat in Dante's lap, wearing a new dress he bought me. Nicole lied on annoyed Vergil, wearing a new dress and glass still full. It's her first time trying sparkling grape juice and wanted to savor having it in possession.

We were all just lying around, storing mustered up energy for the party. For once, I didn't mind Dante's hands all over me…within limits.

"Butt," I reminded him aloud.

"Oh, sorry," his sheepish smile cured my scowl. "I can't wait 'til they start linin' down the street…we're not opening the doors until we have at least 20 people outside."

José perked up, "Wait, how many people are supposed to be at this party?"

Vergil answered this one. "Close to 75, because our house can't hold 100. We tried that last year. It didn't succeed."

"Who're the other guests?" I asked, settling my head into the crook of Dante's neck. "I feel stubble, by the way."

"I'll get it tomorrow…as for the others; you'd have to ask Vergil about."

"Vergil…?"

"They're…how do you put this," Vergil was at a loss for words, this once.

Smirking, Lady exclaimed, "They're a bunch of super sexy models, female and male."

"Oh wow," José muttered. "More women."

I sprang up, looking at Nicole, "More sexy men!!!"

"I know right?!" Nicole pumped a fist in the air. "GO HAWT GUYS~!"

And suddenly the twins were jealous. Everyone could feel it. The smoldering glares were hints enough.

"Well, if we're not gonna do resolutions…" I continued, "Then what are we gonna do while we're waiting for that line of sexy people—better yet."

I thought about what the 'sexy people' comment led to. "Where are the sexy people from?!"

"Work," Vergil darted his eyes about the room suspiciously.

"Work," Nicole repeated after him, "What do you do?!"

"Pretty boy over there models," Dante laughed. "Isn't that weird?"

"My job brings more income than yours, Dante," Vergil snapped coolly. "Let's not forget if it weren't for me you wouldn't be able to step a mile within range of a nightclub."

"WHAT??!!" I jumped to my feet again, shocked, "What are YOU doing at a nightclub?!"

"I'm a DJ," he smugly smirked. "I am the one who's supplying the music tonight."

I tossed my hands in the air, annoyed. I guess I won't be dancing with him this evening. "Then who am I dancing with?"

"Me," Dante answered, wrapping arms around my waist and pecking my forehead, "I prerecorded everything. That's why I haven't seen you yesterday or the day before or the day before—"

"We get it, you dolt," Vergil sighed.

"What's a dolt? I've never heard that one before."

Nicole jumped up this time, hands on her hips, imitating Vergil's scowl. "Dolt is an offensive term that deliberately insults somebody's intelligence." She flicked Dante's nose, smirking maliciously, "In this case, it's yours. INCINERATION!"

Everyone paused in awe. Is that my Nicole or Vergil's protégée in the making?

"Alright," Vergil barked, "Where are you hiding the dictionary?"

Nicole held her hands up, expressing that she held nothing. "I don't know what you're talking about."

José chuckled, "Looks like you've got a protégée."

Dante gaped, "Nuh-uh. That's a monster."

Vergil sat back down, Nicole on his lap. He began to slowly pet her like a cat. "Yeah well, too bad it only lasts for 12 seconds at a time."

"It's not her fault she can't retain evil in her system," I smiled.

Knocking sounded from the other side of the door. Dante beamed as he commanded, "Everyone, man your stations."

"What stations?" I asked, confused. All I saw him do, however, was flipped on his super stereo; Vergil gathered many papers on a clipboard, which I guess was the list. He handed it to Lady as she sashayed to the door, wearing some skimpy outfit. If only José's mother knew who she was, she'd flip.

Soon the comfortable home turned into a house filled with tons of partiers. Most of them I could recall from the magazines, some I couldn't. Dante held onto my hand tightly, as to not lose me in the crowd. His house seemed to have grown in space, I thought. If they could fit this many guests in the living room alone, geez! Vergil kept Nicole on the couch, arm slinked lazily around her. I don't know where José ran off to.

Dante led me to some corner of the room, and shouted over the music to me. "I hope you can dance."

"I don't know if I can, to be honest."

He rolled his eyes, letting go of my hands and putting his on my hips. "Learn as we go. Look at the other people around you."

And I did. I saw everyone doing the same thing: shake the hips, move around a bit. Hell, just put your hands all over the guys surrounding you, even girls. Simple enough, I contemplated. "Let's go then."

I was nervous at first, completely. My heart raced like a maniac's not for the dancing, but that anxiety of making Dante look bad.

He pulled me closer, hips gently rocking against mine. It made me blush a little, but you couldn't tell. Lady just turned all the lights out and replaced it with strobes. How they got up on the high ceiling was anyone's guess. The crowd cheered after Dante screamed, "Relax and let the music get in your pants!"

He would say something like that.

I gave a Nicole response, "I'm not wearing pants!"

He shrugged and pulled me closer than possible. For the next few hours, I think we were going to stay that way…I must have been doing a good job acting like I had skills.

I wanted to see Nicole dance with Vergil, or even José dance with Lady.

"Look," said Dante, "Your boy over there is getting dry-humped to death by Lady."

Indeed, José was dancing…but Lady danced on him rather than with him.

And suddenly, all that trance music Dante had set up progressed to something like a rap song. How the hell did he come up with this, I wonder, when he is helpless in making a simple PB&J sandwich?!

"Keili….!"

"What?!"

"WHICH ONE GOES ON FIRST?!?!"

"Huh?"

"NO ONE TAUGHT ME HOW TO MAKE A PB&J SANDWICH—WHICH GOES ON FIRST?!?!?!"

Little did I know that when the room cleared a hole in the middle that it was reserved for José, Nicole, me and our respective other halves?!

When the main song came on, I heard the Latin tango tying into it. What a genius in music, Dante is.

Lady stopped dancing. Maybe she didn't know how to dance the tango. José taught me some moves. But I was more keen on seeing what he would do. He was a shy person most of the time.

Not this time, he wasn't.

"Nuh-uh, I know how to dance to this stuff!" He smirked, taking her into a suave dance in the middle of that hellhole.

I nearly fell to the floor shocked when the song faded, and José had Lady in a coma of bliss. Another tango song came on, but it sounded plain. Finally, the beats came and Vergil swung Nicole out onto the dancefloor. You thought everyone cheered for newbie couple José and Lady, no way. Nicole pretended very well she knew what she was doing. José and I knew otherwise, but the way Vergil threw her around…

Wow.

She looked very elegant for a novice.

Before my lungs to their next breath, I too was whisked onto the floor with Dante.

Time to reenact one of my favorite fantasies: dancing like a professional tango dancer.

This gave Dante free reigns to touch me wherever. I seemed to enjoy it as much as Dante did, however.

He even lifted me over his shoulders and swung me a bit in the air.

Soon, we had all switched partners.

"Hey, José," I greeted him, as he spun me around a bit. "I never knew your tips on this dance would come in handy like this."

"Me neither," he laughed nervously. "Thank god it's something I know, and at least the crowd's enjoying it."

"Yeah…look at Dante haul Nicole around though. He's not as good as you or Vergil."

"He just likes to dry-hump you and only you."

"I beg to differ, you watch." He shrugged and passed me on to Vergil.

I felt anxiety hit me full-on in my chest again. Vergil was a man of high expectations. How would I do with him, I wonder?

Immediately, the sparks flew as my heels clicked haughtily on the wooden floor.

Not the sparks of love or anything, don't get me wrong. We just looked great together dancing. If we were in school together, just standing in the halls searching for Nicky or Dante, people would ask us did we switch off. We'd give them stupid looks. And besides, we have too much in common, and I'd rather him stay a friend.

But as dancing partners in the Tango—fierce! I just know Dante's gonna try to kill his brother…and Nicole's gonna kill me when we got home, too.

The before the song ended, we got one more dance with our original partners. Dante and Nicole both fired off at the mouth about what traitors we were.

"How could you dance with him?!"

"The same way I could with you," I laughed, "Get over it. You're twins, remember?"

"Eh, whatever," he grumbled.

We side-glanced at Nicole flying over Vergil's head. The crowd didn't notice how much the move resembled free-style swing dancing, so I thought I let him get away with it as well.

Go Vergil and Nicole!

The song finally ended, leaving all us girls wrapped in our men's arms. I had to commend all of us for doing so well.

The crowd cheered excitedly; I think my mother even tossed in her sleep from the noise.

Other songs played through the night.

When it came time for the countdown, moments of this year flashed in my eyes. 3 minutes and the TV turned on.

2009 is coming up…

"They say," José told everyone, "that if you kiss the one you love at the moment the ball drops, you'll stay together forever."

"Then let's hope time doesn't stop, right?" Dante smiled at me, squeezing my hand.

5…

4…

3…

2…

1…

"GO!" Dante shouted, and met my lips in a kiss.

Vergil's on Nicole's, José's on Lady's.

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!" The crowd shrieked.

Dante smiled, "Yeah…Happy New Year."

Vergil snapped, "Please don't make me regret spending my life with you?"

Nicole barked back, "When you turn old and ugly it's over!"

"I won't be hideous. It's not in my genes, apparently."

"Yeah…" Nicole growled mockingly as she snuggled into his chest.

Lady smirked, "This is the year I turn you into a man."

He went with his swelled head for once. "Did you not see how I worked the tango? I even had you thrown for a loop!"

"I know," she laughed, "I forgot who I was dealing with."

"José Diaz. And don't you forget again!"

Nicole and I both shouted, "ROCK IT José!"

Everyone will rock it this year.

A new year, I smiled absent-mindedly. A new year with Vergil, José, Nicole, Lady, and Dante.

The tears sprang in my eyes from the pondering.

"Are you okay?" Dante asked, concerned.

"Yeah, I couldn't be happier." I cried into his chest, happy.

Happy New Years everyone.

-End-


A/N

Happy New Year's, I wish you a good new year.

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