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Chapter 5:

Self Exploration

-OxO-

Recap:

As soon as Trish stopped the car in the drive way at Devil May Cry Dante was out and in the building in seconds. Leaving a confused Trish and a giggly Nero in his wake.

"O.k.…..what just happened?" Trish asked out load.

"Who knows…?" Nero giggled as she got out of the car and sashayed slowly into the building.

Trish frowned but followed silently. Hoping and praying something bad doesn't happen. If only she knew.

-OxO-

The morning sunlight greeted Nero like a bat to the face. She opened her eyes only to close them immediately. Her eyes hurt, head was throbbing and she had a slight ringing in her ears. Zero to no tolerance. The only reason why she drank last night was because Dante was there.

Big mistake.

She fumbled with her sheet, it seemingly not wanting to let her go as she got her legs caught in it. She finally struggled free and sat up slowly. Groaning, Nero walked to the bathroom in a pain driven search for something to ease the brilliant migraine that had decided to take refuge in the back of her skull. She found the Aspirin. Once the small capsules were in hand she quickly swallowed them and took a shower. When some of the pain ebbed and she felt clean, she dressed then walked down stairs to the kitchen. Upon opening the door she was greeted with the smells of breakfast. Dante was at the table sipping his coffee, reading a newspaper. Lady was leaning against the counter talking to Trish, who was flipping pancakes at the stove.

"Mornin'." Nero said as she walked into the kitchen making a beeline for the table and sat down. She gently held her head with a slight groan. Since she took the Aspirin her head didn't hurt her as much, but it still pained her.

"Look who woke up from the dead." Trish giggled.

"Haha." The platinum haired female laughed without humor, which made Trish and Dante chuckle.

"Aw kid…don't tell me you have a hangover?" Dante smirked over his cup.
Without looking at him Nero flipped him off and grabbed a plate and utensils from the middle of the table, only to eager to pile food on her plate.

-OxO-

Nero was happy. She was full and her migraine had lowered to a minor buzz. She finished of her coffee and she got up to get more.

"Hey Nero…" Said Lady after taking a sip of her coffee.

"Yeah?" Nero mumbled as pored another cup of the dark, rich, life giving drink.

"Heard you had one hellva time last night." The mismatched eyed woman said smirking.

"Yeah kid. Did you have fun last night?"Dante said over his cup with a raised brow.

"Well to tell you the truth…I have kind of a hazy recollection of last night." Nero sighed and took a thoughtful sip of her coffee. Trish laughed into her cup.

"Whats so funny?" Nero asked questionly.

"Nothing sweetie. Just remembered something." Trish said smirking.

"What happened!" Nero asked. She hoped and prayed that she didn't do something that she would regret.

"It nothing sweetie. Honest!" The huntress said smiling.

Oh God what did I do? Nero exclaimed in her head.

"Trish!"

"It was nothing I swear!" Trish said then started snickering. Nero gave up. When Trish starts giggling like a school girl it was hopeless trying to get anything from her. She sighed. Then the phone in the living room gave a shrill ring.

"I'll get it." Nero said as she walked out.

While she spoke on the phone Trish looked to Dante who was looking non-imposed while reading his paper.

"So… what are you going to do Dante?" Trish asked putting she cup down. Lady raised a brow and continued watching in silence.

"About what Trish?" The hunter asked not looking away from his paper.

"Dante. I saw what happened with Nero on the dance floor. Once we got home you ran into the house like Lady was after you with Katlin Ann. What are you planning?" Trish said as she looked at said hunter.

"I don't know why you would say I'm planning something." He said simply and took a sip from his coffee.

"The reason why I know your planning something is because you have that gleam in your eye. You only get that when you're planning something. Just like last time when you played that practical joke on Vergil last Christmas. We all know what happened then." Trish twitched unconsciously. That was one hell of a mess they had to clean up afterwards. She was washing silly string and sparkles out of her hair for the next week and the half. Honestly. A present bomb. Vergil was not pleased. Dante twitched a little as well as if remembering his punishment.

"Fine. I'm not going to do anything bad. I'm just going to tease Nero a little." Dante said smirking.

Oh Gods. Trish thought.

"Please just don't do anything to drastic." The huntress pleaded.

"Of course not." Dante smiled.

Trish sighed again. Lady who had been quiet this entire time decided to put in her two cents.

"Trish. You know that every time you sigh you age a year faster." Trish looked like she got slapped. Then her surprise turned into a pout.

"Hey guys we have a job!" Nero called from the living room.

"Great!" Dante smiled and stood up from the table Trish grabbed his hand before it left the surface.

"Dante…I'm begging you…please…please….don't do anything to drastic!" Trish pleaded again. She knew how Dante got when planning revenge. And more than half the time…something bad happened.

"Don't worry" He smiled. Trish let his hand go and he walked off. The duel colored eyed woman looked to Trish.

"Something bad is going to happen isn't it?" She asked. Trish looked to her and sighed for the umpteenth time.

"…yep."

-OxO-

Nero walked into walked into Devil May Cry. Happy to be in a place with a shower…because she seriously needed one right now.

Seriously.

She didn't know it was going to be so hard to move in heels. Trish made it look so easy. And don't even get her started on the skirt. The damned thing was too breezy. How are you supposed to fight demons when your skirt flies up and you know a certain devil hunter who shall not be named…is watching. Making cat calls and other jokes that aren't related to killing demons, but to what your underwear you're wearing. Then you fuck up royally. Mainly if you mess up and cut the demon the wrong way and get covered in demon blood. Yeah…Trish was not happy. If the two hour rant that "demon blood does not come out of that kind of cloth" and "you damn well better replace those clothes" were any indication. Nero sighed and walked into the building. Placing her weapons by the stairs, started up. Just when Nero reached the middle of the stairway Dante walked in laughing.

"Hahahahaha! Kid you look great! Go a little crazy with the finger paints today?" He called. Nero flipped him the bird continued up. When she got to her room she went straight to her closet and searched through the clothes. Picking out a pair of dark wash blue jeans, a black T-shirt with the words 'bite me' dripping with a little blood above the "I". Then she went to her dresser pulled out her towels, underwear. As soon as she had everything she needed she headed off to the bathroom that was in the hall. Once safely inside, and the door locked, Nero undressed and got the water to the right temperature. Slowly she stepped in and let the water flow over her. Washing the remnants of the battle away.

"Stupid…fucking…asshole" Nero said as she very thoroughly washed her hair. Green slime flowed down the drain, with frothy white bubbles. Damn Dante and his mouth to hell.

-OxO-

After a very long shower Nero wrapped the towel around her body. Walking over to the full length mirror she whipped the flat surface clean of steam. It's been a total of two weeks that she has been female. She sighed.

Why. Why did this have to happen to me?

It was so hard. To know that she used to be male, but now she is forced to be someone else because of someone's twisted whims. She looked in the mirror again. The woman that stared back at her was gorgeous. Her lips where plump and pink. Her eyes a lovely shade of blue with streaks of silver. A strand of hair covered her face. Her body screamed of beauty. Suddenly a ringing sounded inside of her. Like a bell. The sound clear in intent.

Come to me.

I want you to come to me.

Touch me.

I want to be touched.

Take me.

I want to be taken.

Claim me.

I want to be claimed.

The echoes sounded loudly. She heard this before and tried to ignore it, but the danmed words raged though her head. The sound rang louder and louder in her cranium. Suddenly her body started to heat up. A heat that slowly started from her stomach then spread out from her head to her toes. Her body was calling out to be touched. Why did she all of a sudden have the urge to be felt?

She looked directly down. She marveled at the large mounds of flesh on her chest. She gently unwound the towel and stared. Slowly lifting her hand she touched the top of collarbone and drifted her finger down. Some rotational part in her mind though that this was wrong. However, soon enough the sound was drowned out. By the heat, cascading over her body. A gentle moan escaped her lips when her finger drifted over her skin.

"Ah…!" her body tingled. She completely dropped the towel and got and uninterrupted view of her body.

"I wonder…" she silently whispered. She continued to look at the woman in the mirror. Ever so slowly Nero let her hand wonder over her nipple.

"Oh…God…!" She felt her hips rove. The pink bud tightened. A small pant echoed in the bathroom. Her hands continued lower and lower. Down her breast, past her navel. Just before the smooth junction between her legs. Her body sizzled. She was slightly conscious of her actions. In the back of her mind she thought that there must be something wrong with her if she was thinking about touching herself. No… she deserved this. She needed this. Something inside of her was calling out. Hesitantly, her hand touched her feminine folds.

"Nngh…!" Nero throw her head back. A shock ran throughout her body like lightning when she touched the small nub. Her lower lips were wet. She legs open a little more. Her finger kept moving. Up. Down. Around. Making slow circles. She continued to stroke herself. Soon she was on the floor. Leaning against the tub. One hand on her clit, her legs wide open. The other on her breast. Rubbing and pinching her nipple. She rode her fingers. Her thighs shook. Her mind clouded over in a haze. It felt so good.

"F…fuck…!" Nero bit her lip. Something in her body was going to explode and there was no way of stopping it. Faster and faster her hands moved until she peaked. Her body spazemed and her mind soared.

"Dante!" she moaned out loud. After the shocks calmed she sat in silence panting. She never had an orgasm that intense.

Sure she had masturbated before. She was a male of twenty years, but never was one that intense.

Never.

Even though she just came, she wanted more of that wonderful feeling. Maybe she should have someone help her. Maybe Dante cou-

No! I did not just think that!

As quickly as her body would let her, Nero jumped up, on shaky legs ripped open the door, and stumbled out of the bathroom and right into Dante. Completely caught off guard, Dante just stood there blinking. Then he quickly recovered.

"Well Kid if you wanted me this badly all you had to do was ask." Dante chuckled. When Nero didn't reply for a full minute Dante got a little worried.

"Kid? Is there something wrong?" The red hunter pulled the younger at arms length to look for any external problems.

Nero's body processing faster than her brain at this moment. She gently pushed Dante until his back was against the wall. So shocked at her behavior that the elder did nothing as she slowly pulled into him.

"Ne-Nero…?" The silver haired man questioned. It was taking a lot of concentration for Dante to hold himself back from jumping on Nero.

"Hmm…" Nero moaned as she nuzzled into Dante. The elder bit back a groan. The female fitted herself into his chest.

"Dante…" At the mention of his name said hunter looked down. Half mast, hazy eyes looked back to him. Ever so slowly Nero ground their touching hips together. Dante hissed.

"Nero…what the fuck is going on?" He growled as he pushed Nero off of him. She whimpered and pushed back against him to keep herself to him.

"Nero. Wake up!" Dante groaned. Dante knew there was something wrong with Nero but he just didn't know what. Nero would never willingly act this way.

"Nero. Get a hold of yourself!" Dante grunted as he pushed Nero off of him again. This time Nero growled as she tried to push back against him.

Sorry kid. Dante thought as she raised his hand. This connected with Nero's face with an open-handed, resounding crack.

"Nero!" Dante yelled. Shaking Nero for added effect. He prayed that he could get to younger hunter. Because if he didn't soon he was going to take her here and now. Said hunter blinked twice.

"Ow! What the fuck Dante!" She yelled angrily. Then she was suddenly pulled into a hug.

"Thank fuck. I thought I lost you for a second there kid." Dante mumbled into Nero's hair. Nero, who didn't usually get touched like this, just stayed still and let Dante embrace her. For a while Nero just sat there in Dante's arms relishing in the contact. Then she noticed there was a slight breeze. She looked down. She was still and completely naked.

"Dante let go of me you bastard!" The huntress squealed as she tried to wiggle out of his grasp. After a few seconds Dante released her. Her hand immediately went to cover her breasts and between her legs. Dante liked at her up and down. She blushed all the way down to the roots of her double colored hair.

"Enjoying the view?" Nero barked as she made a bow face, pretending she didn't know that she was giving Dante a full view of her ass. She walked into the bathroom and slammed the door.

"You have no idea." She heard from the other side of the door. Then Dante's footfalls were heard as he walked down that stairs.

What does that mean? Nero thought as she leaned against the door. She then shook her head. She needed to figure out what the fuck was happening with this damned curse. Then she could figure out about Dante later.

-OxO-

Later that evening…

A knock sounded at the door. Dante got up and answered. Ebony in one hand. He peeked out the window beside the entryway. Once he saw who it was he smiled. He out Ebony down and opened the kicked-one-to-many-times-scratch-infested wood door.

"Vergil!" He called.

"Hello brother. Are you going to block the door all day or are you going to let me in?" Vergil said in his usual tone. Dante moved out the way and bowed at the waist.

"Sir." Vergil rolled his eyes at his twin as he passed the threshold.

"Vergil." Nero called down from the top of the stairs. Vergil stared at her for a few seconds in silence as she decended.

"I could have sworn you were male when I left." He said. Dante and Trish burst out laughing a moment later. The youngest sighed.

"Yeah. Lets just say that a lot of things happened while you were gone." She came down and gave Vergil a hug.

"Well then, how about you tell me over a cup of tea after I put my luggage away." Vergil said as he started up the stairs.

"Alright." Nero said as she headed for the kitchen to make the tea.

"That's right. Vergil might know something about the curse." Dante said.

"Lets hope." Trish said. Heading for the kitchen with Dante.

"Can we have something other than tea?" Lady asked as she followed.

-OxO-

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