"Kid's in bad situation. He's not feeling good after what happened." Dante informed Nero. They were both worried about what happened to Lucy that neither one of them couldn't sleep that good. Dante had been checking on the kid to see if the marks will come back. Now, Lucy's feeling sick and almost staring out-of-the-blue. The two decided it will be better for Trish to take care of the kid for a while until Lucy's healthy again.

"Dante, what the hell is that phone call?" Trish demanded. Dante shrugged in his seat that made the she-demon annoyed. She took the slice of pizza Dante is eating.

"Hey! That was the last slice of my pizza share!" Dante whined. Nero just shook his head while cleaning up the kitchen corner he used to cook for Lucy. The hell's son isn't eating for almost the whole day and he's getting pretty worried about it.

"Dante, answer my question!" Trish demanded once more. This time, her tone is higher. Dante sighed. If he didn't give Trish the answer she wants, he will have a gunshot in his chest. He's a half-demon, alright, but, hey, trying to ask someone sew his leather jacket will be a pain in the ass.

"Some guy from the Order had told me Mundus is coming here on earth." Dante informed to her. "And also, that kid will kill me. But, I'm not worried about my life. Lucy would not do that."

"The Order?" Nero couldn't help but butt into the conversation. "The last time I saw them, they're making me look like a monster in that religious city. Also, they're trying to build the Fortuna again after that Savior incident."

Trish looked at Nero who's holding a soup in his left hand.

"What was that for?" Trish asked. Nero looked at the soup.

"Oh, it's for Lucy. He's not even eating for the whole day." Nero answered. Dante scoffed.

"Yeah. Well, that kid could live off for years without even eating." Dante mumbled. But it was too loud for Trish to hear.

"You know what, Dante; I don't know if you're really caring for that boy." Trish took the soup in Nero's hands and smiled.

"I'll give this to him." The she-demon said as she walked upstairs to Lucy's room. She caught Lucy staring out of nowhere.

"Hey, Lucy." Trish called his attention. The other demon turned to her. She walked towards his bed and sat down.

"Here, Nero made this for you. Dante and he were getting pretty worried about your situation." Trish handed down the soup to Lucy, he looked at it.

"Are they mad?" Lucy asked in a soft tone.

"About what?"

"I was… a son of a… Trish, I don't want to be the reason why they will die."

"Shh…" Trish putted down the soup to a side table. "Of course, they're not mad at you. What are you saying, Lucy?"

"Trish, you know what's happening to me!" Lucy cried. "My father… he told me… I was going to be a part of something. Is this it, Trish? What if this will be the reason why they will die?"

Trish comforted him. Even she doesn't know what all of this is. Trish putted the soup at the side table and removed the gloves. Her eyes widened at the demonic writing at Lucy's back of the hand.

Guilt.

Dante told her over the phone about what happened to Lucy last night. Maybe this is a fragment of it.

Trish pulled out a rubik's cube and threw it in mid-air. Lucy used his psycho kinesis to suspend it in mid-air and started solving it.

"Lucy, whatever your father's planning, I'm sure Dante will not let it happen." She assured.

"Trish… I just hope they won't die because of me… protecting me… getting killed because of me… I had a friend… he was used up because of me… I don't want it to happen, Trish."

"Shh…" Trish smiled at the kid, trying to lift up the fallen spirit of the teen. "Dante might be an asshole but he loves you, Lucy. He does. If he's not going to risk his life for you, then he shouldn't have let you stay here when you dropped by in his shop almost a year ago."

"And besides, that guy doesn't care if he's getting killed. He's a bit of a masochist." Trish added that made Lucy smiled. At least they're trying to comfort him. He couldn't help but hug Trish and cry.

"Trish, thank you so much…"

Trish smiled and hugged back.

OoOoO

Trish let the teen sleep while playing a classic rock in his room before she left. Dante was looking at Trish for any news and so is Nero.

"Dante, stop giving me that queer look." Trish said. Dante turned his head around and ate the pizza he's holding. He took Nero's part of pizza since the kid doesn't want any of it for now.

"Can't help it. I'm worried at Lucy." He answered that made Nero looked up on him. What if… he's the one who's in that position? Will Dante care for him?

Oh God, Nero. Fix yourself! Lucius Francesceine Klaine is in despair! … Maybe not that much in despair. Whatever you call it.

"He needs company, Dante. I hope you two could give it to him. He really needs someone who could give him the answer to his questions badly." Trish waved at them before she left.

"Be nice to him, boys. I'll rip your throat off if you make him cry. I'll be back tomorrow." Trish warned and slammed the door.

"So, kid, why is your demon side whining?" Dante suddenly asked that made Nero brushed his nose. He can hear them quite often today, and to think that he's starting to master of not giving a fuck when his demon side starts talking.

"Dunno." He answered Dante. Nero reached for the pizza and ate his share whole. Dante's eyes widened.

"What the hell, kid?!" Dante said. "Why did you do that?"

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"What?"

Nero gulped in the pizza and repeated his words again.

"It's my share. I have every rights to do that." He answered as he grinned to the elder. Dante groaned. He was just… fucking bored. He's not in the mood to go to the Love Planet, also. There's a big chance that he'll take home a couple of strippers while Nero was around. And, for some reasons, he doesn't like the thought. Nero's a virgin, after all.

Hmm… maybe the teen could keep him company.

"Hey," Dante called his attention. "Want some beer?"

Nero looked at Dante and stared at him for a while.

"Hey, don't give me that look, kid." Dante sighed. Nero suddenly blushed and turned around.

"Sure." Nero answered. "I guess I want a beer."

Dante stood up and get two cans of beer in his fridge and tossed one to Nero's direction. Nero catches it and started drinking the content as he opened it. Dante sat beside him in the sofa.

"Kid."

"What, old man?"

"Do you like Lucy in the romantic way?"

Nero almost spitted his drink. He looked at Dante with a bewildered and confused look.

What made him ask that?

"I don't." Nero answered. Dante scoffed.

"Heh. Don't lie to your elders, kid." Dante felt like a jackass for asking Nero that question. Why did he ask that? Although, Nero's answer made him feel relieved for some reason.

He saw Nero frowned. Now, that was sexy.

Maybe he drank too much beer? But, that was only one can of beer.

"I'm not lying, old man. I don't like him. Not in the romantic way." Nero repeated. God, is the old man trying to catch his feelings?

Dante is still suspicious. Maybe not now, Nero doesn't like Lucy for now.

The phone rang. Dante stood up to answer the phone call that left Nero looking up on him.

"Devil may cry." Dante greeted. He turned serious as he heard the familiar dark voice.

"Oh, the marks started to appear. Am I right, Son of Sparda?" The man said. Dante could hear his demon side growling.

"Yeah. So?"

"You're really reckless one, aren't you? You're asking to be killed if you still keep that child. Give him to the Order. We know what to do with all of the things happening on him."

"And use him as a tool for world domination? No, thank you." Dante hissed. He hate the fact that Lucy will be used for something so evil. The man laughed over the phone.

"Then, we will have to force you."

"Hey, look. Whatever bullshit you're planning into and you're going to use Lucy for that, I will stop you."

"Oho, good luck for that, Son of Sparda."

Once again, the phone call stopped. Out of anger, Dante slammed the phone.

"Damn it!" He yelled. Nero gave him his beer.

"Old man, calm down. Lucy might wake up." Nero told him. Dante took the can and sat down in his office chair.

"He called again." Dante informed him. It made Nero's curiosity and a little bit of worry rose upon him.

"What did he say?" He asked.

"I have to give Lucy to the Order." Dante snorted. "It was a forceful one, 'ya know?"

Nero could read anger and worry in Dante's eyes. Maybe now's the right time to ask Dante that question.

"Old man."

"Yeah?"

"Who's Lucy in your life?"

"Is this a payback from the question I asked you earlier?"

"Just answer it!"

"Fine, fine." Dante looked up. "He's like… a little sister?"

Nero don't know the reason but he laughed at Dante's answer. He playfully punched his shoulder.

"I don't know you could be a jerk."

"What? You asked me what I thought about Lucy!"

"You're pointing out his cross-dressing!"

"Yeah, yeah." Dante chuckled. "You want me to give a legit answer?"

Nero nodded. He waited for the elder's answer.

"Well, I always see him as a little brother. Someone I'm happily obliged to take care of him. I guess he became a part of my family from another parents."

Nero was amazed. He never thought Dante would see Lucy like that. From those entire teasing and attitude he puts when it's about Lucy, the elder really loved the hell's son like a brother.

"Dante."

"Hmm?"

"What do you think… about me?"

Nero's eyes widened as he blushed. Why did he just ask that?! It was the most embarrassing questions that revolve inside his head. Dante just stared at Nero.

"Huh?"

"Forget it, Dante!" Nero yelled at him.

"I guess I can't do that, kid." The older hunter grinned. "You're clinging on my jacket tightly. You want me to answer it?"

Nero brushed his nose as he let go. He hadn't noticed that he's clinging onto Dante's jacket.

"Ah! Fuck!"

"Shh. Kid, you don't want Lucy to wake up, aren't you?"

Nero shut his mouth up while still blushing madly. He averted his eyes from Dante's look. The elder just smirked at him.

"Let's see. What do I think about Nero?" He said out loud. "Hmm… Some punk bitch I always want to tease from the city of where shitty hypocrite people who think they are religious lives, the Fortuna."

"Har-fucking-har-har…" Nero mumbled. It didn't offend him the part where the elder said he came from the city of where shitty hypocrite people who think they are religious lives, the Fortuna. What offended him is the punk bitch part.

"What about me, kid? What do you think about me?" Dante asked. His tone is quite serious and somewhat…

Hoping? Hoping for what?

"Well," Nero tried to brush off the uncomfortable feeling he have. However, he can hear his demon side purring on how close their faces are. "You're like…"

"Like what?"

Nero made a small opening of his mouth, trying to talk. But not a sound came out from it.

"Dante, I can't answer that for now." Nero stood up. "I'mgoingtobeinmyroompretending thatI'mdead. Goodnight."

Nero rushed up to his room and locked the door immediately before he lied down. He needs a nice sleep to get over what happened.

OoOoO

"Morning."

Dante and Nero were surprised at the voice coming from the downstairs. There was Lucy, eating his ever favorite potato chips while watching TV.

"Lucy! Get the hell inside your room!" Dante ordered.

"You're not my father!" Lucy yelled.

"Lucy, I AM your father!"

"What?!"

"Nah, kidding." Dante pointed his Ebony to Lucy. "You're still not fully healed, Lucy. Get. The. Hell. Inside. Your. Room."

"Look, Dante. I AM completely healed." Lucy insisted. "The pain's not coming back!"

"And you expect me to believe in you?"

"Yes."

Dante sighed. He sat down and ordered a pizza through the phone. Nero sat down quietly beside Lucy at the sofa. Last night, he had a sensual dream about the elder and he doesn't know how to face him. With him moaning like a little slut under the old man while slamming his inside using his…

Nero erased the thought. Nope, nothing's wrong. Nothing is definitely wrong. DAMN IT. THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG!

"Nero." Dante called his attention. "Lady just called and asking us to take a mission. I already told her that the crossdresser's fine."

"Fuck you, Dante." Lucy retorted.

"Why are you asking me?" Nero asked him.

"Well, it's pretty big problem and we're going to be on an adventure." Dante grinned. "Wanna come with me?"

Nero matched his grin.

"Hell yeah."

"Where's the place?" Lucy asked.

"Near Fortuna. That's all they said before they dropped the phone call."

"Yes!" Lucy cried in a happy tone. "I can finally see what Fortuna is like!"

Lucy ran his way to the rack and took the small egg-shaped iron with violet and purple lights. Nero gave him a questioning look.

"What's that?" He asked.

"Oh, this is, uhm… My weapon."

"What?"

"It's shifting into varieties of weapon. For example, Puppet strings." The iron became a Zither. It has very sleek 6 strings and both ends had round shape with very intricate and elegant writings there.

"Cool. What are the other things it can change into?" Nero asked. Curiosity rose upon him at the iron. Lucy started stating them one by one while changing the weapon.

"Piercer, the bow and arrow; Silver slayers, the twin blade sword, and, my most favorite, Luna and Sora, the twin revolving guns." Lucy ran his way outside.

"Are you guys just going to stand here in the shop or what?" Lucy teased. Dante made a Cheshire grin and took his Ebony and Ivory and placed them in his holster. The Rebellion was attached on his back. Nero had his Blue Rose and Red Queen on their proper places as he got out. Lucy threw him a key.

"What's this for?" He asked. Lucy smiled.

"I'm going to let you borrow my bike." Lucy answered. "Just don't destroy it. Don't worry about me. I have psychic abilities, mind you."

Nero grinned at him before he rode onto Lucy's bike and started the engine. So did Dante.

"Wanna race, kid?" He challenged. Nero revved up.

"You're on."