Drabbles. Hey Guys! This section is just going to be a bunch of little blurbs that occurred to me at one time or another. Enjoy! :) Again, they are Vergil-centric (noticing a pattern here?). Also, sorry I haven't gotten much of a chance to update this week. I've been rather busy; moving and such. No worries, I am still alive and planning on continuing all of my submissions.

Worthy Opponent.

"Again." Vergil demanded, icy eyes glittering.

"No-ooo! Not again! I want to go to sleep!" She whined.

"Then you admit defeat and I am the victor." His expression didn't seem to change, but his tone was smug and self-satisfied.

The girl sat back in the chair and crossed her arms. Blowing a lock of hair off her forehead, she shook her head and pointed a finger at him. "No way, Mister. We're still tied. It's almost three in the morning and I need to sleep. I can't stay up forever like you apparently can."

The corner of his mouth lifted into a slight smirk. "Then we play again. Now. Tie-breaker."

"Do you really want to win when we both know I'm not at my best? Gracious me, Vergil. I thought you had more honor than that."

This time, he had no comeback. Smiling sweetly, she waited for his answer.

Finally he glowered at her, and waved a hand in dismissal. "Fine. Go and sleep. But this isn't over. Not by a long shot."

Triumphant, the girl's smile grew into a grin. "Ta, then. Until we meet again."

She began to head towards her room then paused and came back. Chuckling softly, she plucked Vergil's King piece off the chess board and tossed him a wink.

"The black pieces are mine." Vergil said, frowning at her.

"Don't worry, darlin', I'll give it back. I'm just going to sleep with it under my pillow. Perhaps I'll dream of a way to finally beat you so you'll leave me alone. Good night."

As he watched her go, he felt a wave of frustration at humans and their never ending need to rest. Really, they'd only played eight games in a row. And it'd been ages since he'd had a worthy chess opponent.