Ok! Last chapter! *cheers excitedly*

I'd like to thank you all for sticking with this story even when it took FOREVER to update!

Disclaimer: I still don't own DMC or Zacharael…my soul…hurts…because if this…

ON WITH THE STORY!

Enjoy!

Lady growled in annoyance to cover up her fear as the portal she had opened closed and Trish killed the last demon. "What if they didn't hear me?"

"Oh they heard you." Trish retorted. "Trust me."

Lady turned her glare on the blonde demoness. "Shut up! Can't you show just a bit of concern? The portal can't be opened now!"

Trish was about to snap back when a loud crash caught their attention. They both turned and saw the mirror shatter.

"Shit!" Lady yelled but before either of them could do anything, Dante opened his eyes.

"Dante?" Trish said as Lady immediately went to check on Nero and Vergil.

Dante rolled over, groaning as he pushed himself up. Vergil sat up calmly, rubbing his head as he went. Nero shot up too fast and then got dizzy. He grabbed his head in his hands.

"Ugh. No matter how many times I do this I'll never get used to coming back." Nero complained.

"Where were you three?" Lady demanded. She looked ready to kill them. "We called you! The portal opened! Demons came out, but not you! Where were you?"

"Fighting." was Dante's simple response. "And now I'm tired so I'm going to bed. Quit yelling at me."

As he walked towards the stairs he grabbed Nero's arm and led the boy behind him. Nero went to say something but didn't know what to say. Instead he pointed at Vergil who looked more defeated than anything.

"Come on Verge." Dante said as he continued up the stairs.

"I'll be up in a minute." He replied and Dante stopped and turned to look at him.

They were both silent as they seemed to have a full conversation with their eyes. Finally Dante turned away and cast his gaze to the floor.

"I'm sorry, Vergil." Dante whispered before he continued up the stairs and to his room with Nero.

Vergil made his way to the kitchen and left a gaping Lady and Trish in the office.

Nero frowned as Dante pulled him down onto the bed. "Dante, what about—"

"He'll be up in a minute." Dante cut him off.

Nero sighed and buried his face in the older man's chest. He closed his eyes and let himself relax until Dante started running a hand down his side.

"O-old man!" Nero yelped when Dante grabbed his ass and Dante only laughed.

"Shut up and let me do what I want/" Dante chuckled and Nero blushed before he looked away, a frown covering his lips.

"I…I don't want to." Nero whispered and Dante's grin dropped.

"What? Why not?" Dante asked and looked down at the younger.

"Don't call me stupid or girly or anything," Nero said, staring at the wall as he spoke, "but I don't want to just be an easy fuck. I actually love you and it would hurt too much and—"

Dante kissed his lips to cut him off. Nero sighed softly and returned the kiss. No matter what he said, Dante would get his way.

Dante pulled away and gave Nero a small smile.

"Kid, that was pretty girly." Dante began and Nero shoved him, causing the older man to laugh. When he stopped, he continued talking. "I'll try, ok?"

Nero blinked and looked at him curiously. "Huh?"

Dante nuzzled him, nipping his neck as he went. He closed his eyes for a moment before looking up at the younger.

"I'll try to be yours, all right?" Dante said as he searched Nero's eyes for acceptance. "I love you, I do, but I can't make any promises. It's just how I am, but I swear to you, I'll try."

Nero nodded before he looked at the older man and smiled. "All right. Guess that's all I can ask for, huh?"

Dante chuckled softly and kissed Nero deeply, the younger devil instantly returning the kiss. Nero blushed when he felt his coat and hoodie being taken off but he didn't protest; instead he started stripping the elder.

"Oh no old man." Nero said as he tossed Dante's trench coat to the floor. "You're getting naked first this time."

Dante laughed before he grabbed Nero's wrists and pinned them to the bed above his head.

"Sorry 'bout yer luck kid." Dante chuckled. "You're the woman in this relationship."

Nero blushed bright red and he glared at the older devil.

"D-dante! I am NOT a WOMAN! Can't you tell?" Nero growled although he wasn't angry…completely anyway.

"Now why does that sound familiar?" he jokingly asked himself and Nero gave him a questioning look.

"What?" Nero asked and Dante just shook his head.

"Nothing. Forget it." He replied before he leaned down and captured his new mate's lips once more.

Nero didn't protest against the tongue that pushed its way between his lips. He moaned into the kiss and arched into the body above him. He rolled his hips into Dante's and smirked as the elder moaned.

Dante nipped and sucked down Nero's jaw and neck until he reached the faint scar of the bite he had placed there. He wanted nothing more than to just sink his teeth in the younger's neck and mark him once more but he could wait until the end.

He slid his fingertips down Nero's arms and over his chest, smirking as the younger devil shuddered under his touch. He let his hands slide to Nero's waist and swiftly pulled his pants and boxers off. Nero blushed at the exposure but did nothing more.

Dante brought his lips to the younger's chest, trailing butterfly kisses over the smooth skin. He savored the small noises that slipped passed Nero's lips as he slowly stroked the boy.

"D-dante." Nero whispered as he bucked his hips into the elder's hand.

Dante slipped a finger in Nero's tight entrance, sighing contently when Nero let a small gasp escape his lips. He continued to stroke the younger as he pushed in a second and third finger. He reveled in Nero's moans and whimpers before he pulled his hand away and kiss Nero deeply.

Nero wrapped his arms around the elder's neck, parting his lips as he felt Dante's tongue slid across his bottom lip.

"Dante…please…" Nero mumbled into the other's mouth and Dante gave a small smile before he pushed himself into the younger devil.

xxx

To my dear little brother,

I've decided to leave for a while. I shouldn't be gone too long. In my absence make sure Nero is taken care of. I realize that he has lasted this long without me and doesn't need anyone to take care of him but he is still just a boy and he should be given the chance to act his age.

I don't know what exactly I'm going to do while I'm gone. I may try to search for Enira. Nero deserves a mother and I do not believe she is dead as others may think. Of course I will only allow her to see Nero depending on her answer as to why Nero hasn't been with her all this time.

Take care of yourself and Nero, Dante. When I do return you both better be in one piece. I still love you brother, but I'll move on. I'll see you soon.

~Vergil

P.S. If you hurt Nero I WILL kill you

Dante read the note over and over, chuckling faintly as he read the last line. Finally he put it back down on top of the dresser with a sigh and a small smile and turned to the still sleeping Nero. He smiled at the relaxed expression on his face.

"Looks like you're stuck with me." Dante chuckled before he lay back on the bed next to the younger and wrapped his arms around his waist. He buried his face in the younger devil's shoulder blades and breathed in his scent, a contented smile on his lips.

"I love ya Kid." Dante mumbled.

He smiled when he heard Nero say, "I love you too Old Man."

xxx

Zacharael sighed happily as he looked up at the sky, Eva by his side. They were in the world he had created for her; blue skies, miles upon miles of flowers with a small cluster of trees for shade and simple privacy. If anyone cared to look there was a small house just beyond the trees that had an inviting feel to it. Anyone was welcome.

"Do you think Dante understood in the end?" Zacharael asked the woman beside him.

She smiled and laughed softly to herself which made the angel turn to look at her. He cocked his head slightly to the side and found himself joining in the carefree laughter.

"I'm sure he did." Eva replied. She leaned her head on Zacharael's shoulder, causing his cheeks to turn a light shade of pink. He turned his face back to the sky.

"Yeah, well, he is pretty dense sometimes you know." Zacharael said and Eva lightly nudged him.

"Hey. That's my son you're talking about." She scolded jokingly. "Be careful what you say."

Zacharael laughed and leaned back to lie on the soft grass. Eva gasped at the sudden movement and found herself falling back with him. She ended up with her head on his arm and she smiled and looked up at the sky, enjoying the cloudless blue running on forever.

"Think they'll be all right?" Eva asked after a few moments of silence.

"Huh?" Zacharael said at the sudden question.

"Dante and Vergil. Do you think they'll be able to move on with their lives?" Eva replied.

Zacharael chuckled. "I wouldn't worry if I were you."

"Really?" Eva said, a smile spreading across her lips. "And why is that?"

"You should be proud." Zacharael answered and he pulled the woman beside him closer so her head was on his chest. "They turned out all right."

And there you have it! Are Zacharael and Eva…TOGETHER? Or are they just close friends. Up to you to decide.

This took way too long to write. I hit writers block and then school crap came up again. No excuse but at least it's up now? And I couldn't even write the lemon! I don't know why but I just…couldn't…I felt like it just wouldn't fit right, you know? And it's so short! I'm a failure at endings!

I thank everyone who followed this story even when it took forever to update. I appreciate the reviews and encouragement I've received while writing this. You guys have no idea how much positivity I got from reviews and the wishes for luck and inspiration to actually stick with this story. And thus I end this with a thank you and a 'til next time!