Team: RVNJ

Chapter: 5

~Dante POV~

"Awaken!"

I grunt as I'm thrown against the wall of out room. Rubbing my head, I look up at my brother, Vergil. His scowling expression obvious.

"You've overslept, Dante" He said, sounding exasperated "As soon as Mary is done bathing, it shall be YOUR turn."

Standing up, I stretch my back, feeling it pop back into place. Yawning, I reply.

"Well you didn't need to throw me." grabbing my head, I give a small twist. Twitching as I feel several pops in my neck. "And besides, I did bathe. Before you raised that tower."

"That was over 24 hours ago."

"So what?"

At that, Vergil sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. I noticed he hasn't swept his hair back.

"What's wrong? You feel like taking after your little brother" I say, smirking "Nothing wrong with that, I did get our fathers good looks."

Scoffing, Vergil runs his hand through his hair. Sweeping it back into his normal look.

"Do not Jest, Dante" He replies, "If you have taken after father's appearance, then I have our mothers."

I blink. Twice. Did VERGIL make a joke? After a few moments thinking it over, I laugh. Maybe we aren't so different after all!

"What's going on?" I hear Lady ask

I simply wave at her as I walk into the restroom.

~Lady's POV~

I watch Dante go to the bathroom laughing. Blinking, I look to his brother, who was standing infront of the window. His weapon being held like one would a cane.

I go and sit down on my bed.

'Time for a little maintenance' I thought, Setting my various fire arms down on the bed.

As I work on my guns, Dante had started singing. I don't know the song, but I'll admit it's catchy.

After several moments of silence, I look up to Vergil. So many things didn't make sense. If he and Dante are Sparda's sons, why are they fighting? Why would he undo all that his father did?

"If you've something to say, then speak. Other wise turn away." He voices, without turning away from the window.

I narrow my eyes at him. He never changed his tone of voice. Scoffing, I turn back to my guns.

After several minutes of me working on my guns, the door to the restroom opens, loudly. I turn to see Dante leaving it, his red coat already back in place, as he runs his hand through his hair, as if holding a towl that wasn't there.

"Well, now what?" he asked, still scrubbing his hair.

Vergil turns to us, taking the short broadsword off his back in the process. He closes his eyes for a moment, before it vanishes. His arm glowing a light blue for a moment. He opens his eyes, looking at us.

"For now, I shall keep our fathers sword safely away from unwanted attention." He stated.

I stutter incomprehensibly, what he did shouldn't be possible. Dante burst out laughing, I look too him. My confusion must be prominent on my expression.

"One of the perks to being half demon, we have access to magic. So, with a little trial and error-Or studying, Brother-we could create a "Pocket Dimension" to put things in."

To demonstrate, he made a show of revealing nothing under his coat. He put his hand under it, right at the base of his back, I think, and pulled out...A SHOTGUN!?

Grinning, he spun it around like a pair of nunchucks, carefully not pullining the trigger.

Putting back under his coat, I quickly run over and lift it up. Nothing, it's not there.

"Dante, Perhaps we should focus on more important matters." Vergil, ever monotonous "We have lien left over from renting the room. I believe it would be in our best interests to purchase some necessities"

I nod in understanding. Clothes, Ammunition, Hygenics. Bare necessities. We must have just enough for those.

Dante just looks at his coat. It's missing it's right sleeve, as well as having bullet holes in it's coat tails.

"I could use a new outfit." He says, Looking at Vergil and myself "What about you two?"

Vergil scoffs, apparently Dante wasn't thinking carefully.

"Brother, I believe until we manage a way for us to earn an income, That you should focus on more easily accessable clothes with our limited funds"

Dante pouts, but doesn't argue.

"So, we're all in agreement?" I ask.

Dante gives a thumbs up, while Vergil barely nods.

Chapter End

A/N: Sorry for the delay, writers block is a bitch.

Anyways, gonna do a samll time skip to the airship.