A/N: Ugh… I am so slow moving today… I should've gotten a lot more done at this point today but here I am typing this a lot later than I anticipated… I'm so sleepy… I just need a nap…
Disclaimer: Wat.
Never Will Be
Nero woke up the next morning and just lay there, staring at the ceiling, feeling a bit conflicted. On one hand, he felt great, if a bit sore, and his lover was lying next to him snoozing the day away. On the other hand they were going to leave to begin scouting out Fortuna today to see if they can do some recon before the mission got really underway. The half devil next to him grumbled and snuggled into his arm
"Stop thinking about it." He said "Go back to sleep and snuggle me." He continued. Nero blinked slowly before looking over at Dante's face, the other man still had his eyes closed and his breathing had quickly evened back out into that of sleep. The partial devil grunted in mild irritation, Dante had the obnoxious ability to fall back asleep even when he shouldn't be able to. The conscious hunter slowly detangled himself from his lover and walked downstairs, groaning at the mess the main room had exploded into, there were papers everywhere. He sighed and began the process of picking them all up while the coffee was brewing. He separated notes from loose papers and stacked the books in a huge pile. He looked at the teetering stack, deciding that putting them in their proper place in the spare room would have to wait until they got back. The finished pile of notes was sadly small and the partial devil sighed again, they hadn't been able to find nearly as much information beforehand as they had wanted. There wasn't much that could be done at this point though, they were going to leave before the day progressed too far, hoping to catch the last ferry to the island tonight. Nero sat back with his cup of coffee, beginning a mental list of what he still needed to pack. Dante was downstairs a bit later, pouring a cup of now stale coffee and joining his partner on the couch. He looked at the stack of books and then the small stack of notes on the end table.
"Is that really all we got?" he asked and Nero nodded, knocking back the dregs of his drink, wincing as the grounds that had snuck their way in slipped into his mouth. He made a face and then stood, wandering toward the stairs, grabbing his duffle on the way. Dante grunted and then he heard the footsteps of the other man following him up the stairs.
"How long you figure we'll be gone?" he asked and Nero sighed
"I don't know, if we're going to be undercover, which between the two of us I think is damn near impossible, unless you have some amazing magical disguise," Dante laughed and shook his head "depends on how fast we start setting off alarms, cause once we do, I can't imagine we'll be staying long…"
"Fair point, I'd love a good fight but something on a massive scale… in the middle of a city… that's never fun." The half devil said, tossing several pairs of pants into another duffle, a couple shirts joined it and then tools to clean his guns and a toothbrush and a bottle of shampoo. He tucked the edges of everything into the bag and then zipped it shut. He looked expectantly at Nero who was still carefully tucking everything into his own bag
"I've told you, packing so neatly takes too long." Nero shot him a glare and continued his pace, even slower now. Dante groaned and fell back on the bed, only to wince at the crusty feeling of the sheets.
"We need to wash those before we leave." The partial devil remarked casually, then an evil grin crossed his face "And since you're already done packing, you can get them started." Dante groaned and hung his head
"Fine. You win. This time…" he collected the sheets and disappeared for a several minutes. Nero heard him go down and start the washer then walk back up into the kitchen, the creaky floors helping to map the other man's position. The partial devil finished up his own packing and then strolled downstairs as the smell of bacon greeted his nose. He smiled, tossing his bag by the door and joining the other man just as he was about to plate the food.
"Ah, ah, ahh…" Dante held the plate up in the air, Nero could reach it but it was the idea that mattered "I demand payment." The half devil pursed his lips and Nero smirked before blowing a raspberry right into them. Dante pouted but handed over the food.
"I love you." Nero reminded him as he started scarfing down food like a starving man
"You're just saying that cause I'm feeding you." Dante joked as he sat back at his desk. Nero didn't deny this statement, just shrugged his shoulders and continued eating.
The two boys finished breakfast and then went upstairs to wash up, ridding themselves of the grime and evidence of last night, though there may have been a pause or two in the washing as they locked lips ground themselves together. Finally though, the pair was ready to hit the road, Dante mentally checked the wards one more time before he nodded and they clicked the lights off, walking out into the late afternoon sun to the car.
"You ready?"
"Never will be." Nero sighed and they started off down the road.
A/N: And here we go into some of the events of DMC4 except some things have already happened and it'll be different because Nero won't be chasing Dante around the map for half of the game this time. Anyway, I have a lot of projects to work on and studying to do so…
Till next time,
-Winged Element
