SEE? Didn't I say that I would get this up sooner than the last? Aren't you all proud of me? I can't believe this took me a day! Awesome! I hope all the other chapters take me this long!

Darkened Dawn of Silence! I will definitely be looking forward to every single one of your comments! They all motivate me! I wish there were more people like you! Ivory Tears and akylepassion! Keep up the good work!

Sorry! This chapter doesn't involve the bondage...yet! Next chapter! PROMISE!

Alright! We're back to the present! And here we go!

Gone

"Dante! Get up already!" Vergil called to his sleeping twin who was laying very snuggly on his bed, a blanket twisted around his half naked body.

"Too early," Dante mumbled into his pillow, turning his back to Vergil.

"It's past noon! Get up!" When he received no answer, Vergil let out a sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose. Honestly, he was in love with this lazy ass?

Remembering an old trick he used to do when they were younger, Vergil smirked and walked over to the edge of the bed. He then grabbed the edge of the covers and, with all his might, he yanked them right out from under Dante.

The younger twin let out an uncharacteristic yelp as he fell off the bed unto his (still sore) ass. He glared up at the spiky haired twin.

"Damnit! Why'd you do that?" he yelled, rubbing his bottom.

"I swear, it's the only way to get your ass out of bed," Vergil proclaimed. He smirked and reached his hand out to help Dante up.

"You didn't have to do it so hard! My ass still hurts from last night." He took his brothers hand, and Vergil pulled him up off the floor and into his arms. He then gave his twin a quite passionate kiss which Dante eagerly returned.

It had been a week since Vergil showed up at Dante's front door. A whole week of delicious kissing, sensual groping, and hot, hot sex! Of course, Dante did get a job every now and then, but he was able to complete it twice as quickly since Vergil always accompanied him. Turns out that the duo makes one hell of a team.

As for Vergil, he still hasn't told Dante about how Mundus is currently hunting him down, but the reason is because he hasn't seen any of the demon's lackeys around lately. Maybe he gave up? Vergil knew for a fact that that wasn't it. Still, it felt nice not to be attacked every second.

Chasing away all those thoughts, the two continued their make-out session. Vergil pulled Dante closer to him and then pushed him down on the bed.

"Again?" Dante moaned as Vergil sucked on that one spot on his neck. "But I'm hungry! Let's get some pizza." Vergil reached up and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

"Later," he whispered. Vergil had this feeling deep in his heart; like Dante was going to disappear any second, and no matter how hard Vergil clanged to him, he couldn't stop him from leaving. Every time he thought of it, he became more and more uneasy. He never wanted to let Dante go. Never!

Their actions were interrupted by the sound of the front door opening and closing very loudly.

"Daaanteeeeee!" someone called from downstairs. It sounded like an eight-year-old girl. Vergil looked down at Dante who in turn grimaced at the call of his name.

"Oh no," he groaned while placing a hand over his forehead.

"I bet he's still asleep, lazy bastard," another female voice called. That one sounded familiar to Vergil. Where had he heard it before?

Dante quickly pushed Vergil off from on top of him and opened the door of his room.

"I'm up! I'm up!" he called down to the two visitors. He made his way downstairs, and Vergil followed slowly behind, not quite ready to make his appearance just yet. They arrived on the main floor of the shop, and Vergil stuck to the shadows.

There was a young, blonde-haired girl sitting leisurely on Dante's chair, picking up and putting down random objects on his desk.

The other woman, the one with the short brown hair with two different colored eyes: one red and the other green. {A/N: Please correct me if I'm wrong! I don't really remember!} He immediately recognized her as that bastard, Arkham's, daughter. What was her name again? Miss...? Girl...?

"What are you doing here, Lady?" Ah! That was it! Lady turned her attention to Dante.

"I came to drop off Patty. She and I had a wonderful time at the spa! The bill will be arriving in the mail in a few days," she said with a smirk.

"What! I never agreed to pay for anything!" Dante cried out.

"Don't worry; it only costs a few hundred dollars."

"'A few hundred?' I don't have that kind of money! Why the hell should I pay for your stupid spa trip? I don't even understand why girls go to those things! They're a waste of money!" he ranted.

"Just consider it a part of your debt." Dante placed both hands on his head.

"You're trying to kill me, aren't you?"

"I can't believe you still haven't paid off your debt, Dante!" Patty giggled. Vergil couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of the distraught Dante. Unfortunately, the little girl heard him. She turned in his direction and gasped. She sprang up from the chair.

"Dante! There's someone who looks like you standing over there!" she cried, pointing in Vergil's direction. He had to give her credit in being able to spot him so quickly. Lady looked in his direction as Patty ran over to the both of them.

"Someone who looks like Dante?" she asked, and then realization hit her. "Oh don't tell me..." She pulled out her gun and pointed it towards Vergil who then stepped out of the shadows.

"Nice to see you're still alive," he said bitterly. She pointed the gun straight at his head.

"Vergil," she hissed. Dante quickly grabbed Lady's arm and pulled it down.

"Relax. He's not here to fight. In fact, he's been here for a week, and look! I'm still alive!"

"What? Are you saying that he's turned over a new leaf?" she asked, her eyes never leaving Vergil.

"Well...not exactly. He's just not killing anyone. That should count for something." Dante turned his head towards his brother. "Right?" Vergil sighed and crossed his arms.

"Right. I'm not going to kill you or Dante."

"Then how did you get here? I thought you fell into Hell!"

"Long story. I don't want to bore you," he answered flatly. Lady still eyed him suspiciously. "Let's just say that something happened while I was in Hell. Someone helped me realize my mistake, so I'm here to make amends. I've already claimed what's mine," he added, his eyes flickering to Dante for a split second before returning to Lady, a smirk clear on his face.

Lady took a good look at him before sighing and putting her gun away. She turned towards Dante, glaring at him. She poked his chest.

"I don't know what he means by claiming what's his, but you better be right or so help me I'll hunt down your ass to the ends of the Earth." And with that, she left the shop, slamming the door behind her.

Vergil looked down and noticed that Patty was staring at him.

"What?" he asked annoyed.

"I was just thinking...you really do look like Dante."

"That's because we're twins," he answered. She tilted her head to the side in confusion.

"Then how come you sound different?"

"Because I inhaled a lot of helium when I was little." {A/N: hahahaha! Kidding! Just Kidding!} "Twins don't have to sound alike. They don't even have to look alike. Sometimes they are complete opposites."

"Oh! So that must mean that you're the responsible, smart one since Dante's always in debt and stuck in a lot of situation!" Vergil smirked. He was starting to like this girl. "Are you good at gambling? Dante's completely hopeless at it! I've beaten him so many times at cards that he owes me over ten ice creams!" Vergil bit back the laugh that was threatening to escape.

"Who is this girl?" he asked Dante who took his seat at his desk and was leaning back on it with his feet up.

"Huh? Oh, that's Patty. Just ignore her; I always do." The yellow-haired girl puffed out her cheeks.

"You are such a meanie!" she exclaimed and stamped her foot on the ground.

"Though sometimes it's very hard. I once had a mission to protect her from demons since she was some kind of heiress to a huge fortune. Unfortunately, she was the wrong girl. Now she comes here every day and interrupts my peaceful naps." Vergil chuckled and patted the girl on the head.

"Good job," he commented. "I think this is the first time I've ever laughed so much, let alone compliment someone," he thought to himself. His meeting with Evangeline sure did change him.

The front door opened again revealing an aged man with a thick mustache and wearing a hat to hide half of his face.

"Hello Dante," he greeted. Then his eyes landed on Vergil. He removed his hat and wiped both his eyes with one hand. "I think I'm seeing double or something. Are there two of you?"

"Maybe you're getting too old, Morrison?" Dante joked. "Nah, this is my brother, Vergil."

"The sadistic killing machine who tried to open the portal to Hell?" He eyed the spiky haired half-demon warily. Dante waved his hand.

"He's different now. Turned over a new leaf and all that shit." He turned his attention to his twin. "This is Morrison. He comes here and brings me new jobs, but they always involve me almost getting killed and walking away empty-handed." Morrison just nodded and walked over to Vergil. He reached his hand out, expecting to shake hands with him.

"Nice to meet you." Vergil looked at the hand, contemplating whether to take it or not. After about a minute, the awkwardness settled in.

"Just take the damn hand, Verg!" Dante remarked. He finally reached his hand out and shook it in a stiff and awkward handshake. Morrison swallowed the awkwardness and turned towards the other twin.

"Got a new job for you. The client is a young man who's spotted some demons frequently gathering in an alley near his store. He needs someone to check it out." Dante got up off his chair.

"Hey Patty! Make yourself useful and get me my shirt and jacket," he commanded the little girl who was entertaining herself by playing pool. She turned around and pouted.

"What am I? Your dog?" she complained. Dante gave her a pointed look. She huffed and stomped her way upstairs. A few seconds later, she returned, dragging the articles of clothing behind her. Dante grimaced at the way his favorite coat was snagging on all of the nails sticking out of the wooden boards. She handed him his clothes but was still glaring at him. He sighed.

"I'll get you a strawberry sundae on my way back! Alright?" Her face instantly brightened at the mention of the tasty dessert.

"Yes!" she exclaimed, jumping up and down while clapping her hands. She stopped abruptly and glared at him. "You better not eat it on the way home like last time. And you better not use that excuse that it 'melted,' too. I know you ate it!" Vergil couldn't help but let out another chuckle. God, he was laughing so much that it was a little creepy.

"You still like strawberry sundaes?" he asked Dante who crossed his arms over his chest.

"So?" he pouted. Vergil used every ounce of willpower in him not to tackle Dante and kiss those warm, pouty lips into oblivion. Instead, he gave Dante an amused look.

"Isn't that a bit childish?" he inquired. The younger's pout grew.

"So what? It has nothing to do with age. They're still good!" he countered. {A/N: They are! I want one~!}

"Fine. Let's just get this job done," Vergil said, heading towards the door. He was suddenly stopped by a hand on his shoulder.

"Sorry, Vergil, but this has to be a solo mission." The half-demon shrugged Morrison's hand off his shoulder and gave him an icy look that was so deadly, any man who didn't have an ounce of Morrison's courage would have been stabbed to death by those eyes. However, Morrison wasn't some guy who could be spooked by such looks. His wife's were ten times more deadly. {A/N: I don't know if he has a wife. I just wanted to say that!}

"What do you mean?" he growled. Ever since Vergil felt that feeling deep in his heart—the one that feels like Dante is going to disappear—he definitely doesn't want to leave his brother alone for even a second.

"The client specifically requested that only Dante should help. He said, and I quote, 'If, apparently, there are no demons and I'm actually losing my mind, I do not want anyone else to know.' It's stupid, I know, but if we don't follow that one guideline, then he'll refuse to give us any information," he explained.

"That's preposterous!" Vergil proclaimed stubbornly. "I won't allow it!" He felt a familiar hand on his shoulder and turned to face his twin.

"What's the matter? It's not like this is my first solo mission? I've had plenty of them before you arrived. What are you so worried about?" Vergil looked straight into Dante's eyes.

"I don't want you to go. I don't know why, but I have this feeling that you're going to disappear." Dante smiled and let out a soft laugh. He pulled his brother into a tight hug.

"Don't worry!" he assured. "I'm not going anywhere other than the mission! I'll be back. I promise." After a few more seconds, Vergil reluctantly pulled away. Dante gave him one more reassuring smile before following Morrison out the door and to his car.

"You better be back here soon!" he called. Dante gave a back hand wave and got into the car. Vergil watched as it pulled out onto the street and sped away. He kept staring even as the car vanished from sight.

"Um, Dante?" Morrison called, snapping the white-haired demon hunter from his daydream. He turned his attention towards the elder man, resting his elbow on the car near the window and supporting his head on the heel of his hand.

"What?" he asked.

"You and Vergil...are you guys..." He didn't have to finish his sentence since Dante already knew what he was going to ask.

"Let's just say that we share a strong, brotherly love," he replied with a sly smile. He turned his head back towards the window, staring off into the passing scenery. He couldn't wait until he could finish this mission, get back home, and just fall into Vergil's warm arms.

However, night fell; morning came. Dante never returned home.

OOOHHHH! A cliffhanger! Don't worry! I won't keep all of you hanging for long! I just discovered that more comments make me write faster! Keep that in mind!

One question for all of you who have watched the anime! Does Patty live with Dante? I never really figured that out. Does she still live in that mansion and just travel to Dante's every day? Well, if she does...I'm making sure she doesn't in this fanfic because Dante and Vergil need their privacy! I really like her! I find it so funny and random that this little girl hangs out with Dante all the time!

OKAY! Next chapter is bondage fun! And a new character! This guy will definitely not be like Evangeline, that's for sure. Oh, and sorry for all the A/N! I was really chatty while writing this!

Everyone who comments gets a picture of Dante pouting with his cute pouty lips!