A/N: I'm currently sitting in my classmate's car, getting a ride to main campus, stewing about one of my grades, cause the professor's rubric has typos on it… it says it's out of ten points when it's actually out of fifteen… so I saw that I had an eight and thought I did well but was confused why I had a 53% *sighs* this professor pisses me off a bit
Disclaimer: *grumbles angrily*
Anonymous DMC: I can't give up any stories, they stick in my head too much, I might disappear for a bit now and again but I'll never leave anything unfinished, I could never do that. Thanks so much for the review!
New School
Vergil picked at the bottom of his shirt as Madeline dropped him off at the school, he would never admit it but he was really nervous. He remembered the several different new schools that he and Dante had gone to as children. But back then… back then he'd had Dante to help him, he'd always felt like he was supposed to take care of his younger brother but when it came to making new friends he'd always relied on his little brother, the younger son of Sparda had an easier time making new friends and mingling among the human race. Vergil wasn't sure why he had such a hard time with it, his mom had always called him shy but he didn't like that term, he wasn't shy, he just didn't like very many people.
"Anthony, you ready?" Madeline asked quietly, shaking him out of his thoughts, he looked up at her and nodded
"Yeah, don't worry about me," he said, giving the best smile he could with all the butterflies in his stomach. Madeline smiled back
"It's okay to be nervous." Vergil looked back up to her, how did she know? He never ceased to be amazed by this particular human's ability to see right through him…
"I'm not nervous!" he exclaimed, wanting to promptly smack his forehead, well now she knew for sure…
"I'll be here this afternoon to pick you up." She said, Vergil smiled weakly at her, he wasn't sure what else to do
"Well go on," Madeline encouraged, Vergil nodded again and opened the car door, exiting slowly. He closed it behind himself and then watched her drive off, feeling illogically abandoned. He knew she would be back, he knew that she would be fine, but some tiny part of himself felt like he was going to get back home to a bloodbath, he couldn't help that, and he wasn't sure if it was a feeling that would ever go away. He looked to the school, a scowl on his face, he didn't want to be here… Yamato pulsed in his mind, faint and weak, Madeline had made him leave the ancient katana at home. It was locked up, that was Vergil's only stipulation, he wasn't going to just leave his sword up for the taking, it was his and no one else could wield it but that didn't mean he wasn't nervous about some devil picking it up and overpowering the devil inside. The half devil sighed and worried his lip, walking up to the front of the school, all of the teachers were standing outside, holding up signs with their names on them so students could find their classes. Vergil quickly located his class and walked over, hanging at the back, trying to look inconspicuous, though for someone like him, that wasn't the easiest. He saw the teacher give him a strange look before continuing to look for the rest of the class.
-The Boy in Blue-
Madeline felt like pacing behind her desk when she finally arrived at work, her coworker just gave her an odd look, and looked like she was going to ask what was going on but decided to be smarter than that. Her boss wasn't as wise…
"Madeline? What's gotten into you?" he asked when he noticed her fidgeting. She smiled politely at him and tried to calm herself, not that it really helped all that much.
"I just dropped my little boy off at school today." She said, noticing herself that she referred to Anthony as her little boy, and she really did think of him as hers now, he had become family to her, she hadn't given birth to him and she didn't think she could ever replace his birth mother but she felt that she had become something of a mother figure to him.
"I didn't know you had a kid." The man said, a slightly surprised look on his face, Madeline and her coworker exchanged glances
"To be fair sir, you don't really ask much about our personal lives." She said honestly, her boss hmmed
"I'm sorry, I just usually get focused on work," he rubbed the back of his neck "What grade is he in? I have a little girl myself, lives with my ex-wife but love her to pieces when I do get her." He said, pulling out his wallet and passing it to Madeline, who looked at the picture and smiled at the cute little girl inside.
"He just started fifth grade." The brunette said with a smile, Anthony had looked at some of the stuff that their class would be doing and had immediately started whining to her about how easy it all looked, Madeline had brushed him off, that boy needed to normalcy in his life, he needed something very human to do.
"Tough age, ten?"
"Almost eleven. And your daughter?" her boss had moved to his desk and Madeline could tell they were about to slip into the normal work routine but she was enjoying the breath of fresh air that this conversation was providing, it was just a little break from the normal grind.
"Seven, still thinks daddy is the best guy ever, though my ex seems to be trying to convince her otherwise." He sighed and shook his head, looking up at the two women in the room. "Anyway, do you two think you can get me that report for finance before lunch?"
"I think we can do that sir." Shelley said from her desk and then things turned back to the way they always were, calm and quiet.
A/N: I think the ending point was a little odd but… I'm not really sure what to do about it… anyway, I like looking at things from the normal persons perspective, it makes the stranger parts of the DMC universe seem all the stranger :p
Till next time,
-Winged Element
