Chapter 3 up and ready to be read! 8D . Fast update I know but I wrote chapter 2 a couple of weeks ago and published it not too long ago. I didn't actually know if many people were reading this but I've recieved 2 reviews from Meech Macko! Thank you again! And thanks to anyone else who is reading this =)
Alright so not much really happens in this chapter so it might get a bit dry. Please enjoy!

The night seemed to drag on for Soki as he clothed the gunshot wound and attended to his rude and unexpected guest, Dante. He cooked a small pot of rice, some potato, carrot, cabbage, onion and egg. He mixed everything around in the pot and dished it all out to eat.

The sun had started to set not long ago as the afternoon shifted to the early evening. Crickets chirped to one another as some fireflies buzzed around to give the night a calm atmosphere. Birds had gone to settle, rodents had shifted to their nests and the people of Tokyo moved to their houses to keep warm and secure for the night.

Soki had lent Dante a towel and some sleeping garments as well as a futon, a blanket and a pillow to sleep on. Soki didn't seem to mind having the extra company... He just didn't want to deal with the attitude he was given. And besides; this Dante was completely foreign to Soki, or at least he appeared foreign. He had never seen anyone around him with that fair skin tone, light hair and, most of all, vibrant blue eyes.

Soki, himself, had blue eyes which made him seem like a foreigner. "I can't put my finger on it." He said aloud to himself as he set out Dante's bedding and looked at the maroon leather jacket. Such strange clothing has to be foreign. No one in their right mind would walk around wearing that. But having said that no one would walk around wearing slatted blue samurai armour for no reason like Soki did.

He smirked to himself and looked down at the firearms, Ebony and Ivory. They had pictures of women on their handles. They were both beautiful and dangerous weapons as he looked them over and slid the tips of his fingers over Ebony very cautiously and gently.

"Nice huh?" Soki turned his head and raised his eyebrows in shock when Dante appeared in the doorway wet, naked and half covered with a towel. "Ebony and Ivory have served me well." He walked forward and looked at Soki. "Probably just as your swords have served you."

Soki watched as Dante circled behind him, his feet softly padding on the floorboards. Soki cleared his throat as Dante dropped the towel from his waist and pulled on the sleeping garments. "Yes, Lamentation has served me well." He looked back at his beloved blue broadsword patterned with a beautiful scene. "My mother gave it to me before she vanished." He then narrowed his eyebrows a little at what he had just said. Why did he just blurt that out!

Dante nodded and looked Lamentation over. "She's a beautiful sword." He walked to the sword and picked it up from its place next to Soki's armour. "Good grip on the hilt." He gestured as he swung it around creating a smooth slicing sound in the still air. He smirked and looked at the red sword. It had a fine surface and seemed to gleam in the dim light. He put Lamentation down and proceeded to pick up the red sword. It wouldn't budge! "Hm?" Dante grunted and tried to shift it. "Oh I get it," he turned to Soki, "this is one of these old Japanese jokes right? Well ha-ha. You got me."

Soki seemed surprised. "You seriously can't lift it?" He walked to Dante and picked the sword up with ease, twirling it and slicing through the air. Soki smirked. "So let's see here. A smartass with a strange jacket; two firearms and a thick broadsword can't pick up this simple broadsword?" He grinned. "I love where this is going."

Dante growled. "Watch it demon! Or I might just finish you off while you're sleeping!" He picked up his guns, the hammers clicking back. "That is if you even sleep!"

"How many times do I have to tell you! I'm a human! The blue demon is just a nickname I've been given." He then looked down; suddenly thinking of Jubei... That time they had been caught by Tenkai the monk, having no clue he was really an ally. "Jubei." He whispered softly and suddenly felt a wave of sadness engulf him.

Dante raised an eyebrow. What was up with this guy? First he tried to prove he's human by defending himself and allowing Dante into his hideout and now this! "You alright there, Soki?" He sighed with a dramatic groan. "Don't tell me you're one of those sad, lonely, humans?" He dropped to his futon. "You need to warn me when you're going to get all bipolar on me."

Soki ignored the last comment. "I thought I was doing the right thing." He looked up at the ceiling. "I gave up everything I knew and loved to save humanity from enslavement from Fortinbras and the Genma. And then, by some twist of fate, I was sent back here. It's as if the Gods wanted me to serve for another purpose." He smirked. "Either that or I'm too sexy to resist another crack at life." He chuckled.

Dante snorted. "Yeah I bet." He then placed his guns on top of his jacket and lay down on the futon, hands behind his head. "Man it's been ages since I've had a decent set of sheets to sleep on" He yawned loud and obnoxiously. "Then again most of the time I settle for the couch and just close my eyes. And if that doesn't work; a pizza and a sweet strawberry sundae will do the trick." He sighed. "So... do you happen to make strawberry sundaes?"

Soki blinked. Pizza? Strawberry sundaes? He had never heard of such dishes. Were they some kind of demon delicacy? "Pi-za?" He asked with an eyebrow raised. He then semi glared. "I assume another one of your jokes? Well I'm not laughing."

Dante was gobsmacked! He sat up. "You have never heard of a Pizza! It's the greatest creation known to mankind! The cheese! The ham! The bacon! Oh god the bacon! And all of the little pieces that come with it! You are seriously messed up, Soki! Well what about sundaes? Or ice cream? You HAVE to know what that is! You're not a true man until you've had a strawberry sundae!" He licked his lips and sighed. "What I would do for a sundae right now..."

Soki pulled off his shirt and prepared for a bath. "I don't know what a sundae is and ice cream sounds like something horrendous. Now if you'll excuse me," he pulled his hair from its messy bun and removed his blue headpiece; his hair dropping lusciously from its hold, "I'll be in the bath." He picked up his towel and night garments and left Dante gobsmacked.

"Never heard of a pizza or sundae! What kind of messed up place is this!" He sighed and plopped down, closing his eyes and slowly falling into a soft sleep. 'I have to admit, though, he seems like a nice guy. Ah fuck it I'll give him another chance to prove he's not a demon.' Dante smirked and nestled comfortably under the covers.

Hissing as the water seeped into his wound, Soki let the salt water do its job knowing that a bath with salts was the best for his wound not to get infected. The skin around the wound had bruised making the skin purple and brown whilst the wound itself was still an inflamed red colour from the blood and skin slowly healing over. True it was painful but to Soki it was just one more scar to add to what he already had. He slid down the side of the bath and settled in the warm steaming water; his hair lightly touching the surface of the water.

"I should report to Tenkai about the Genma activity. He might have a solution or even a clue as to who might be behind this." He ran his hand through his bangs. "Because I sure as hell don't have an idea. That monk always has something planned."

Further away from the hideout stood Muninori on a rooftop with his crow situated on his shoulder armour. His shaggy black hair danced in the slight breeze. He smiled. "Hush, you will have your flesh soon enough, my friend." He soothed the crow.

Standing away from Muninori was Vergil as he scanned the location quickly with his sharp eyes. He looked to Muninori and narrowed his eyebrows. "Pathetic." He muttered and turned his gaze back. "He's there... I can sense his presence." He kept a firm grip on the hilt of his long sword.

Muninori grunted. "No need to charge in, Ver-gil. Mitsunari gave us strict orders to scope out the area and report back."

Deep blue eyes snapped to Muninori. "I take orders from no one." He then walked slowly down the roof to get to the road. "Get in my way and I'll kill you." He sauntered off into the night, his three tailed jacket sweeping softly in the evening breeze.

Muninori glared after Vergil. "Bastard thinks he's better than me!" The crow croaked and ruffled its wings. "I'll show him," he clicked his katanas free from their sheaths, "not to mess with me!" He let out an obnoxious laugh and charged after Vergil.

Vergil didn't seem to care the slightest bit as Muninori removed his katanas from their sheaths and charged at him with them both at his sides. He stopped suddenly and clicked the very top of his sword from its sheath and waited for Muninori to completely pace to him before he revealed anything else.

Katanas slicing through the air and crow croaking; Muninori yelled ferociously and jumped into the air, bringing both Katanas forward and slicing through the evening air, creating an almost whirlwind with his swift movements. "YAA!"He shouted and brought them both down hard grinning when they both came in contact with Vergil. He growled when he realised it wasn't the part of Vergil he wanted to slice.

With his sword drawn and his hand steady on the hilt Vergil held his sword high and with ease as Muninori tried to fruitfully slice through the single blade with his two blades. He noticed the angry expression as the patch covering his eye began to glow. "What?" He muttered when he noticed an angry red glow from under the eye patch. "What... is this?"

Muninori smirked as he caught him off guard a little and kicked Vergil straight in the abdomen, knocking the wind from him for a few seconds. "Get ready!" He shouted and allowed his eye patch to fall from his eye.

Vergil looked up, nothing but anger in his eyes as he stared into the depths of Muninori's demon eye. "The demon eye..." He had heard of it before in the vast library he had read through. He knew what powers it possessed and readied himself for the attack. He smirked with amusement. "This should prove to be humourous." He readied his long sword.

The world suddenly slowed down as Muninori made his dash forward; his movements swift and almost effective. He grinned when he watched Vergil's slow reflexes with his demon eye in place. "Nice try, Ver-gil." He dashed to the side and slashed Vergil in the side. Or at least he thought he had. "HUH! Where did he go!" His eyes went wide as he searched for the man in the blue jacket.

Vergil pivoted to the left and darted to the right and gave Muninori a clean slash across his back and kicked at the back of his left knee, causing him to drop to one knee and search for him. He hit the pommel of his sword in between his shoulder blades and danced to the side and stopped in front of Muninori. "Pathetic." He taunted and slashed Muninori across his right eye causing the man to howl and drop both katanas and put his hands to his eye.

"YOU BASTARD!" He yelled and screamed when he was swiftly kicked in the head and sent rolling across the dirt skidding to a halt and creating a trail with his body. His body shuddered as he tried to regain his strength.

Vergil swung his sword swiftly and returned it to its sheath and turned his back on Muninori. "Like I said; get in my way," he then looked back at Muninori through the corner of his eye, "and I'll kill you." He walked off silently leaving Muninori scrabbling in pain in the dirt.

And there you have it! Chapter 3. Now a few quick facts: I did research on Pizza and ice cream/sundaes (Yes I am THAT sad xD ) and I discovered that the first pizza was made and tested in the 1800 years. Now this story is set 200-300 years before then. So try to imagine how Soki feels and what he's really thinking when Dante squeals about pizza and sundaes xD

Well that's about it for now. I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. Sorry again if it was a little dry.

~SD