A/N: So I'm sorry about how late this is guys, I just got finished with the spring semester and am now starting the summer one, this one's going to be a bit of a nightmare as I have a full classload and am working 40 hours a week, or at least trying to. It's going to be a very interesting couple months. So if updates are a bit wonky, I do apologize and I am fully aware I missed a solid three weeks so there is going to be a long extra update coming at the end of the semester, I just can't swing it right now. ^^;

Disclaimer: Wah.

SereneCrosstamer: I like school too. Yeah I don't feel like Vergil's really one to bother with names ^^; Now I feel bad for not updating in a couple weeks ^^;; Thanks so much for the review!

Homecoming

Madeline smiled as she pulled up to the school, it had been a long slow day at work. After their initial talk in the morning, their boss had mostly just left them alone. It made for a very boring day indeed. But now she was here to pick up Anthony, and she was curious to see how his first day went. She looked to the school and saw the fluffy head of white hair come darting out of the building and she couldn't help but smile wider. Anthony pulled open the door with a wide grin on his face and plopped down on the front seat of the car with a huff.

"So…" Madeline prompted and Anthony turned to grin at her.

"I like this school." He said and Madeline felt like a ton of bricks fell off her shoulders, she'd been worried about the little half devil going to school with other ordinary kids, though now she knew she needn't have done so. Anthony was a bright kid, school did him good, she should have known that he would flourish.

"That's good."

"The topics are a little easy but the teacher likes me cause I like to answer the questions, cause I know the answers." Madeline chuckled

"You a little teacher's pet?" she asked and Anthony frowned at her

"I am not!" he denied and Madeline just laughed, ruffling his hair

"C'mon, let's go home." She said and Anthony grouchily fixed his hair and grumbling something in the demonic language, the older woman assumed that it was more denial.

-The Boy in Blue-

Once they got home Vergil jumped out of the car and rushed into the house and out into the backyard, he wanted to practice his transformation again. He heard Madeline following him more slowly but paid her no mind and closed his eyes, clearing his mind of everything except the power that thrummed deep in his chest, dormant, sleeping, but it roused, flaring to life as he prodded it, the crackle of lightning rolled over his skin and left a devil in its wake. He opened his eyes and took a deep breath, focusing on keeping the fire fueled in his mind. Feeding more and more power into it. Madeline stepped out onto the back porch, a plate with crackers and cheese in her hand. Vergil grinned, his tiny wings lifting slightly from his back as he concentrated.

"Hey!" the brunette said with a grin "That's better than last time!" Vergil nodded, flapping them up and down a few times, starting to get a rhythm of beating the air, until he couldn't lift them anymore. The power inside of him running empty and the air crackled with lightning once again. The white haired boy plopped down on the porch chair and took a few deep breaths, trying to catch up again. A cracker appeared in his vision and he took it gratefully, looking up to see Madeline pulling out a porch chair herself and taking a seat. Vergil took a swig from the water glass she'd set on the table and then sat up, still trying to catch his breath.

"It's still not good enough." He grumbled "They're so weak." He looked behind himself, almost able to feel the limbs like phantoms while he was stuck as a mostly human being.

"Anthony, you never used them before a couple weeks ago, you can't expect to just be able to fly right out of the gate." She said, hoping she sounded encouraging, the boy just huffed at her grouchily.

"Besides," she nudged him, "I thought you didn't want to fly anyway." Anthony grumbled but sat up and started eating cheese and crackers as though he'd been starved. He sighed a moment later and closed his eyes, concentrating once more. It stunned Madeline how much easier it had become for him to transform from one form to another. He stood again, and then looked back at her defiantly before climbing up onto the rail of the porch and then leaping off, beating the air frantically with his wings and there was half a second of suspension before he crashed into the ground. Madeline leapt up from her seat to see the white haired boy in a heap on the ground, he jolted upright, swearing like a sailor and watching as the scrapes on his knees healed up in a matter of seconds. The brunette just stared blankly, he had explained to her that he healed fast but actually seeing it was a whole different story. It was… well it was phenomenal… He continued to grumble as he stalked back to the porch and was about to do it again when Madeline finally snapped out of it and snatched his arm.

"Don't do that again." She reprimanded. The white haired boy looked at her with defiance in his eyes. "Anthony." She warned. The young half devil glared for another half second before sighing and relaxing.

"Fine…"

A/N: Oh Vergil, ye of little patience… So I'm currently in a statistics lab. Yup a lab… for a statistics course, cause that makes sense…

Till next time,

-Winged Element