A/N: Okay so I'm back on the good ole tablet again, also quick update, for anyone who reads Anagram along with this one, I'm gonna have a couple week break in that one so I can have time to reread the novel. It won't take long but I'm gonna use the time that I would normally be typing chapter to refresh my memory on what happened and how Vergil fit into the whole thing. Anywho, this story is going to start rolling into the action real soon here! Woot!
Disclaimer: I still own nothing, why does nobody seem to understand that!? Geez!
The Hell is That?!
The boys spent most of the remainder of the day going over the notes that Lady and Trish had left for them and calling up various contacts to get as much information on the mission beforehand that they could. The pair had learned that missions typically went easier when they had more knowledge going into the start of it, that didn't mean that it ever went smoothly, things never when smoothly in this business... But damn if they wern't going to be as prepared as possible. Nero sighed as he slammed another tome from Dante's rather impressive collection closed, he had been trying to identify one of the weapons in the pictures that they were pretty sure was a devil arm but they weren't positive, so far all of his searches had turned up nothing. It was hard to search based off of a rather crappy picture, still the picture was better than nothing. Not for the first time he wondered where Lady got these sources from, he and Dante didn't have this kind of luck with sources... He groaned and tilted his head back, his neck creaking awkwardly when he did so. Dante glanced up from his own search.
"I feel ya man..." He sighed, tossing the book to the side and swearing irritatedly when it closed, losing the page he was on.
"It doesn't help that some of these are in the demonic tongue and it takes me way longer to read." Nero grumbled, rubbing the space between his eyebrows, trying to alleviate some of the headache forming there.
"I offered to help you brush up on your skills." Dante said from his chair, trying to stretch the stiffness out of his own limbs. Nero flicked him off with a glowing finger
"I'm not as lucky as you, I didn't grow up speaking it like you did." He sassed, Dante rolled his eyes
"That was only before my dad left, my mom tried to keep Verge and I up on it but it was harder for her cause she wasn't fluent either." The partial devil huffed and stood
"I need a break." He announced, meandering into the kitchen, looking for something to snack on and begrudgingly picking up a slice of day old pizza, he hadn't eaten since he had gotten home and who knew how long it had been before that... The partial devil wolfed the food down in a few seconds and then peered into the fridge for something to wash it down with. He could hear his partner get up to follow him, trying to dodge around the mess of books and papers that the main room had become. He was just chugging a glass of juice when Dante's fingers dug into his sides. He promptly choked on the juice, leaning over the sink to get the liquid from his lungs as Dante cackled behind him.
"You ass!" He coughed when he had the air to do so, Dante just snickered "You become a real trouble maker when you're bored you know that?" He sighed when he finally felt like he could breathe properly again. The half devil smirked evily
"I am very well aware of that." The look in his eyes spoke of something that sent shivers down the other hunter's spine. He smirked back and slapped the side of his lover's arm
"Race you to the bed!" Nero loved the sound of the growl that followed him rapidly up the stairs, fully expecting the tackle that sent him flying to the bed and bouncing on the unmade sheets. He grinned at the red eyes that stared down at him and growled back at the devil holding him hostage, his demonic arm pulsing brighter with the heightened demonic auras that filled the room. It was a game that they played over and over again, the threats weren't serious and the growls were playful but it was so very thrilling for the both of them to let loose on their inner devils. Dante was already shucking the sweatshirt he'd pulled on earlier to help with the cold of the main office and was back to rutting against the partial devil seconds later. Nero groaned and tilted his head back, allowing Dante full access to his neck, the half devil happily licked and nibbled up and down the pale column of flesh. Nero chuckled darkly, feeling his excitement mounting by the moment, his demonic instincts pushing to the front of his mind and he could feel his Trigger starting to itch across his skin.
"So you think that just because I took you downstairs you can take me here and now?" He teased and Dante pulled back to look at him, smirking and showing off sharp fangs.
"Of course, it's only fair isn't it?" He teased, Nero growled, allowing his Trigger to finish in a flash of blue light, automatically drawing upon the amulet locked within his demonic arm and flipping them over, loving the expression of shock on Dante's face
"The hell is this?!"
A/N: Okay so I'm really evil aren't I? :) Anywho, it's spoop day and I've got a ton of shit to do so I'm gonna keep going on all of that!
Till next time,
-Winged Element
