A/N: Alright, lets keep this ball rolling, I've been super productive this evening so I'm just gonna keep hammering out all the stuff that I want to get done, this is one of those last things, beyond this it's just taking care of some loan stuff but I might wait until tomorrow at work to do that cause I'm a bad person and sometimes do other stuff at work… meh.

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One Day

One day… that was what Vergil told himself when he stepped out of the shower and toweled off. That was all he needed to recover, was one day. Yamato stirred in the back of his mind but didn't comment, it was used to its master's stubborn nature and knew it was of no use to try and tell the young half-blood that he needed more time to recuperate. Vergil took a deep breath, it was already getting easier to breathe and move about, the hot water from the shower certainly helped loosen his muscles as well. Amelia wasn't in the bedroom when he was dressed and exited the bathroom, though his sharp ears picked up the sound of her moving around the small home. He pushed his hair back from his eyes as best he could and hoped it would dry back and out of the way as he preferred before walking out into the small, combined kitchen and living room. He saw Amelia, fully dressed now and hair tied up into a tight bun, sleeves rolled up and scrubbing at the floor with a mop. The scene was so mundane that Vergil couldn't help the smile that spread across his face. She glanced up and saw him.

"What's that on your face?" she asked in surprise

"What?" he asked, his hand half raising to his cheek as he frowned

"Never mind, it's gone now." she said, shaking her head and giggling to herself. Vergil raised a brow

"What are you doing?" he asked, wanting to more of the reason for mopping than the what but she just gave him a funny look.

"What don't you have mops in hell?" she asked and Vergil sighed

"I meant why, isn't it a bit odd to mop when you have guests. Also, I grew up on the human realm, I know what a mop is." he grumbled

"Well, you're hardly a guest since I dragged you here half dead and you trying to insist on me leaving you to suffer and die in a field. And also, I needed to mop your blood off the floor, if you so desperately need something to do, you can sit in the living room and read, or listen to the radio, or watch a movie or knit, or whatever half demons do in their spare time." she said with an air of finality. Vergil blinked, he wasn't used to being told off so easily anymore, sure his mother and Madeline had done it frequently to get him to play with other kids or his brother but it just wasn't something that happened anymore… Now this simple human female was just shooing him away… he sighed, it wasn't worth fighting and walked into the other room and scanned the small bookshelf.

"You don't have very many books." he said as he saw mostly titles that he recognized

"So I go to the library frequently, sue me." she grumbled, there was a small splash as she dipped the mop back in the bucket. Vergil sighed and sat down on the floor and crossed his legs, closing his eyes and taking a couple deep breaths to first center himself. Then… ever so hesitantly, he prodded at his demonic energy. It resisted. Rather violently at first and Vergil winced at the feeling of backlash and then steadied his breathing once more. It had been such a long time since he'd had to be so gentle about calling on his demonic powers, not since he was a kid had it been this difficult.

You nearly died. Yamato rumbled in the back of his mind It took much of my own power to keep you in one piece, do not be surprised that it may take some practice and some rest to be able to get back to where you were. Vergil sighed and then continued his breathing, simply meditating as Theuram had instructed him. It helped him calm down, to collect his thoughts and to feel more at home with himself. He could hear Amelia working around the kitchen, trying to tidy up and eventually heard her come settle in on the couch and study him for a few minutes. When he felt completely at peace, Vergil gently pulled at the very edge of his demonic power and tried to summon Yamato to the physical world. That was something that he'd been able to do with ease before but right now, it took concentration and a twinge of recoiling pain through his body but he felt the comforting weight of his sword materialize in his hands. He heard Amelia yelp and leap back on the couch.

Suffice to say Amelia wasn't expecting the near stranger in her home to bring a sword out of the ether… She knew he was half demon but hearing that and then seeing definite proof was another thing entirely. Icey blue eyes fluttered open slowly and then looked at her and then to the Japanese style sword in his lap. The faintest of smiles fluttered across his face and he pulled the blade from its sheathe, ensuring that the metal was undamaged.

"You did you do that?" she stammered out, half fascinated, half terrified. He just looked up at her and then gave a small smirk.

"Magic."

A/N: Vergil, don't sass the poor girl! She probably can't tell when you're being serious or not! Gods I'm tired, I think I'm going to slide off to bed here so I'm not super tired tomorrow… any who

Till next time,

-Winged Element