I thought it was best to give you guys the prologue and the first chapter. :)

Disclaimer: I don't know any of the characters from Devil May Cry. They belong to Capcom

Chapter 1: An Unexpected Visitor

Nero had to get out. He did a quick scan of the room. There were no signs of life except for the Agni and Ruda devil arms that glowed brightly on the wall. It was better than the other form of life that starred in his dreams last night like a hot new singing idol…or porn star. Carefully covering his erection by zipping up his leather trench coat, Nero glided to the door without making any noise…

…but Nero had the worst luck today.

"DANTE!!" A woman's voice boomed from outside. The wooden door swung open and in came a woman with strands of curly red hair falling over her shoulders like ripples in a pond. She was dressed in leather pants and a black cami top that showed off her slim body seductively. The visitor's eyes glittered brightly at the sight of Nero who she assumed to be the master Devil Hunter. "My, my, haven't changed at all, have we, Dante?"

Nero could only answer dumbly, "Er…what?"

The redhead gasped. "You asshole! I can't believe you forgot about me! And after all we had been through to get the Beastheads!"

Nero couldn't give a damn about this mysterious intruder but he felt a twitch of jealousy in his gut when she mentioned that she had spent some time with Dante.

"Look, lady, I don't know who you are, but I'm not Dante."

"Yeah because there can only be one of me around!"

Both the woman and Nero's eyes turned to the stairs and there he was: water was dripping slowly down the half demon's greatly toned body. His silver white hair stuck to his neck like it intended to leave hickies on his pale skin. The only thing that kept Dante from showing the world his greatness was a thin white towel that hung low on his narrow. A few wisps of silver hair peeked through at the top of the towel while the rest lead to the sweet unknown.

"You're going to catch flies if you two continue to gape like that," Dante remarked as a smart ass grin followed those words.

The woman blinked rapidly and gave a cough. Nero gave an icy glare, jutting out his lower lip in a pout. The glare disguised his staring.

"Nice to see you, Beryl, but I can't take a job right now." He looked over to Nero and gave a quick wink hello.

Nero ignored the greeting and muttered if he could use the restroom. When Dante gave the go to, the young knight zipped up the stairs pass Dante without a second glance.

"Look, before we catch up, can you put on some clothes?" Beryl said as she covered her eyes.

"Aww, you don't like? And I really wanted to start the naked trend this season."

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Even though Nero didn't want to leave Dante alone (especially in his birthday suit state) with Beryl, he knew he had to get rid of his hard-on before he could face the Devil Hunter again. The click of the bathroom lock reassured him that no one was going to intrude and find his hand in his pants. A dry cloth was snatched off from the side of the sink and Nero placed it between his teeth to keep him from getting loud.

He sat on the closed toilet seat, unzipping his trench coat slowly due to feeling that someone was watching him (or that there were more living devil arms that were hiding in the medicine cabinet). But as soon as he got to touching himself with his human hand, the image of Dante coming out of the shower flooded his mind. He imagined all the things the older male would do to him. Things unmentionable, things sinful, and things needed. His fingers stroked his erection hard as he panted into the cloth. The Devil Bringer gripped against the back of the toilet to keep him from falling off. Soon, Nero's hips were pumping with his hand simultaneously. His head collided with the tiled wall a couple times but he couldn't feel the pain. Whatever he did feel was all building up in his stomach, coiling and coiling together.

Finally, the coils exploded and Nero groaned hard. He came on the bathroom rug and in his hand, warm and shuddering. The cloth dropped from his mouth as he breathed raggedly. Sweat had erupted from every pore on his body, sending him into a quick cool down. He hid the saliva covered cloth in his jean pocket, hoping that Dante wouldn't notice something so trivial missing. Nero grabbed some toilet paper and quickly cleaned himself and the rug.

The stain was still there.

He rubbed harder. Stain got worse. He switched to using his Devil Bringer and vigorously cleaned the rug until he accidentally created a hole.

"Shit…" he cursed under his breath. What was Dante going to say? A washcloth was one thing but a hole in his rug was an eye catcher.

He had to take the rug too. There was no way in Hell he would leave it.

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"Sooo….who's the look alike?" Beryl asked like she was asking for a piece of office gossip. She had seated herself on Dante's old couch while he, fully clothed, was at his special chair, legs up on his desk with his hands behind his head.

"His name's Nero. No, not a relative of mine, hope not. He kind of got smashed and yours truly got him out before he got in trouble," Dante explained as though he just killed the King of the Underworld all over again, jabbing a thumb back at himself.

"Hmph. He looks cute. He single?" The female Devil Hunter raised a brow suggestively. Dante's eyes widen for a moment and something in his gut stirred. He half-heartedly shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't think so. Got a girlfriend back home in his city." Why did it seem so tasteless to say?

"Awww, too bad. You guys would have been hot together," Beryl joked playfully as Dante almost fell out of his seat.

"What the hell is that suppose to mean?" he was surprised at the way he said the words. Usually things don't surprise him. At all. "And what's with the visit? You got another job for me or what? I already told you I can't take one right now."

The redhead rolled her eyes. Same old Dante. "Did I mention a job? No, I just came to see how things are going for you. It's been forever since the last time we saw each other."

"Yeah, I guess too long. But as you can see, the Devil May Cry is the same." The white haired man wasn't one for conversations unless it involved taunting or killing demons or mission objectives. With Beryl, a woman he didn't expect to ever see again like all the other the women who have come and gone in his life, it seemed almost awkward. But like Hell he was going to admit that. "And you know me, heh. Taking this or that job if I feel like it."

"….Dante? Are you..I dunno, seeing anyone right now?"

Damn. He didn't think she was so forward. The gut feeling disappeared and then returned, telling him to say what he believed would be best.

"Beryl," he began softly as he stood up from his chair and sat next to her on the couch. "You and I…we can't."

The female Devil Hunter bowed her head a little but then asked, "Is it….someone else?"

He took a moment to think. Over the course of his lifetime, the only feelings that have returned to him have been pain and anger. The only kind of affectionate feelings he received were from girls that he messed around with. Each one of them was like a cool breeze. It would be refreshing and then it would disappear. Trish and Lady, women he considered to be on a few levels equal to his, were nothing more than friends and partners in the job. Only one woman was able to have his love in return for hers was dead, but in a way, that didn't count for a situation such as this one.

Honestly, Beryl is a great woman. Beautiful, intelligent, and a helluva ass kicker hunter. But he couldn't picture her in his demonic-human life like a girlfriend. He had broken many bones and spirits easily but hearts were a different matter.

"…Yeah. It's someone else." That was half a lie and half the truth.

There was definitely one thing that Dante really liked about Beryl. She was strong enough to spare him the tears, leaving the office with the most likely of never coming back to show her heart on her sleeve. It would be all business with them from now on.

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If you guys read Devil May Cry 2 the novel, you would know who Beryl is. I honestly don't like her as a character. She talks big in the novel but you can see she's pretty weak. I didn't want to put in an OC so I just used her.

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