A/N: Hey everyone… so it's been a bit… I've just been continuing into my last semester at school/ being really lazy so I'll quit that now :p and give you guys a chapter. I need some relaxing times, work was exhausting today, got a speeding ticket yesterday, y'know, the usual shitty stuff that just makes you cranky… anywho, I've got pocky, a glass of wine and a chapter to write. I'll just get on with that now :p

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I Got It

Car rides… Nero decided… suck balls… no matter who you were with, the cramped feeling, the miles and miles of endless fields… they were boring. He and Dante had run out of things to say and were instead listening to the radio once more. Nero blinked back to attention and noticed that the radio had switched to more static fuzz than music again. He sighed and began fiddling with the nob. Dante shook his head and looked over at him, seeming to just be coming out of a long trance.

"Radio cut out again?" he asked, Nero smiled

"That zoned out?"

"Y'know, I like driving…"

"There nothing out here though, I get it, I was just thinking the same thing. I think we only have about a half an hour left though." He stretched out as best he could in the passenger seat and Dante eyed him jealously.

"You're totally driving on the way home." He said and Nero groaned

"Come on, driving back from missions is always worse than driving there. We're usually both covered in gunk and crud and gods know what else." The partial devil looked at the steely blue eyes of his partner and simply sighed

"Fine, you owe me for it though." He said, Dante grinned

"Hey, it's no party for anyone in the car after a mission though, just because you're driving doesn't mean that the passenger is exempt from goop and stuff." Nero snorted

"That should be our new tag line: We turn nasty things into goop and stuff." Dante laughed and slowed down to a more reasonable speed as the first building that they'd seen in hours came into view. They both fell into silence, watching the view once more. Though now Nero was more than a little bit nervous, he hadn't been back to his hometown since he and Dante had fled a couple years ago now. The last time his hometown had seen him he had been swept away by another devil, carried off into the air. Credo had been killed… that thought still pained him, though not as much as it used to, Kyrie likely still hated him. He hadn't seen or heard from her since the event, not that she knew how to get ahold of him but he knew that she could hold one hell of a grudge. He sighed, staring at the buildings that were becoming more and more prominent in the scenery, they'd be reaching the port very soon...

Dante on the other hand, was watching his lover from the corner of his eye, glancing over when he could. The other hunter seemed distressed, not that Dante could blame him, his parting from the town had been anything but easy and kind. He was going to be surprised if they didn't have to sneak onto the ferry just because the ferryman had heard of them and didn't want to instigate things further. Nero seemed to grow more and more nervous the farther into town they drove, they still had about an hour before the last ferry of the night sailed off so the half devil pulled into a small diner and parked the car. Nero finally pulled out of his thoughts and looked up at him.

"What're you doing, I thought we were going to the port?" He tilted his head to read the sign on the front of the building

"We still have about an hour, I thought we could grab a bite to eat before we go investigate your old stomping grounds."

"'m not hungry…" the partial devil mumbled, making no motion to get out of the car.

"Sure you are, you just don't know it yet." Dante grinned, slugging him lightly on the shoulder "A good meal before a mission is a good thing, remember how long we had to go without eating on Mallet Island?" He asked, not really caring one way or the other if the partial devil remembered, or even agreed, he just knew that he had to get Nero's mind off of the path that it was headed down. He knew that the other hunter would stew on things for days if given the chance and that would not be helpful for them once they hit the city, he knew that he himself would have done the same after Temen-ni-Gru if not for going to Fortuna in the first place and meeting Nero. Said partial devil shrugged and Dante sighed, stepping out of the car and walking around before practically dragging the other hunter into the diner. He sat them down at a booth and slapped a menu in front of his partner.

"Order something." He said, Nero eyed him warily, still rubbing his ear and looking more than a little annoyed. That was fine, better annoyed than brooding.

"That was uncalled for." The partial devil grumbled but he picked up the menu and looked at it. Moments later he seemed to have picked something and set it back down, Dante already knew what he wanted and just watched his lover carefully

"You going to be all with me during the mission?" Nero blinked and looked at him

"Of course, why-"

"Because I can't have you moping around, we need to go in, figure out what's going on, stop it if need be, and then get the fuck out. Got it?" Nero took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, Dante could see the flash of the spitfire that he relied on back in them.

"I got it."

A/N: Not a super crazy chapter but I needed to get back into their heads before jumping into some action, anywho,

Till next time,

-Winged Element