Chapter One

Disclaimer: I don't own devil may cry. Nor do I own Dante of Vergil. Although I'd like to own them because they're drop dead sexy demons, I just…don't. So, Devil May Cry, and Dante, and Vergil, are all strictly © Their owners, and I do not take any credit for the characters, game, or anything like that.

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Summary: Dante runs into his brother when he's Devil Hunting, but somehow within those few moments…Something happened between the two that was most unlikely…

PS: This is my first fiction post here, and my first fan fic EVER! …o.o; so please be nice .;

Chapter One-

"God dammit…" A masculine young(ish) voice said as the resonance of a metal item clattering to the ground rang out in the hallway. A man with silvery white hair, and beautiful sky blue eyes leaned against the wall, watching a large wound on his side heal slowly. Standing up, picking up his sword which he called Alastor, he walked past the bloodied bodies of the Frosts he had just destroyed.

He turned down a deserted, rather destroyed street, and ran a gloved hand through his shoulder length silvery tresses, light blue eyes aimed towards the sky. Pausing abruptly, the tall man clad in a red suit glanced at a shadow lurking atop a tall building, it looked man shaped…But the next minute Dante looked, it was gone. Drawing his two beloved handguns, ebony and ivory, appropriately named considering they're coloring, white and black, he stepped along the street, keeping his guns in his hands just incase.

Behind you…A voice unexpectedly hissed in his head. That was peculiar… Dante thought, looking around strangely, spotting the same figure standing amongst the shadows behind him in the alley. What the hell was going on…?

"Who are you?" Dante asked, seeing the person had a human face, much like his own, just much paler. The man even had white hair, and blue eyes…but he was clad in blue…

Awaiting an answer, Dante approached slowly, cocking his head to the side, both of his precious guns raised and poised at the figure. "Move into the light so I can see ya." He demanded, cocking both his guns at once, expertly. Blue eyes intent as he watched the other move into the light, he almost dropped his guns. The person appeared so alike to Dante himself it was hard to believe they weren't the same person.

"Vergil…" Dante growled under his breath, staring at his twin brother. "What are you doing here….?"

Vergil didn't answer. He didn't have the chance to, nor did he have to. Already Dante had both guns pressed against his twins' temple, ivory this time, ebony being lowered at his side. "Why did you come here?" Dante asked again, although he was pretty sure he knew the answer.

"I-I was searching for you." Vergil stuttered; So unlike him, to actually sound afraid. It was so strange it was suspicious….

"Why were you searching for me?" Dante asked, almost startled by his brothers response, but nonetheless never lowered his gun from the others temple.

"I just…needed to see you, Dante…" Vergil said. His voice even sounded different, much more immature, and almost insecure.

"Cut the bullshit, and tell me the real reason." Dante demanded, his voice harsh and loud, unnecessarily so, considering he was right next to Vergil.

"I needed to see you…Dante…I swear…I just wanted to see you…" Vergil said, daring to cast a look at his twin brother.

Dante almost snapped at the other until his light blue eyes locked with his brothers-Vergil looked scared. Could he honestly just want to see his brother, the one he was basically an enemy with? Maybe…Vergil wasn't so bad after all.

What the hell! Dante cursed at himself mentally, don't think like that…you hate his friggin' guts….

Or do I? Dante asked himself, looking at his brother almost with pity. He…couldn't hate the man. Vergil was too cute at times to hate.

Holy shit! Did I just think that? Dante asked himself, looking thoroughly freaked out. Nuh-uh, incest was not an option. Maybe it was just vanity, hey, they did look alike. Extremely alike, especially when Vergil's hair was wet….

Hey, why was his hair wet? Dante dared to raise a hand to his brothers' shoulder. The man was soaked right through. Foolishly lowering his gun, Dante spotted a few tears in his brothers' coat, and a few blood stains….

"Vergil…what happened?" Dante asked, for a change his voice was concerned.

There you have it! Chapter one. Hope you enjoyed it! X3