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Side notes: I do own DMC3, and I do know what I'm doing to it. Yes, I am a yaoi fangirl. Who isn't? XD Anyway, sorry for the late write up's. I started writing this out of boredum... hope ya all like it! ^-^

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Dante watched his brother walk off before smirking, and tackling him. Pinning him to the ground. "Aww, c'mon bro. Ya know you liked it." He grinned before starting to get a lugie within his mouth.

His blue eyes went wide as he heard the noises, he started to struggle against his brother's strengh. God, he hated doing this with him. It felt like they were kids all over again. "Dante! Get off of me!" He snarled a moment, trying to convince his brother to get off of him. Oh what could he do?

Well, the one in the red. The younger brother grinned a bit, and lowered the spit down upon his brother. Just making sure it didn't hit him. Suddenly, sucking it back in, he leaned closer to his brother, smirking a bit. "But why should I?"

Glaring with his cold blue eyes at his "younger" brother, he managed to get his arm free, and took a hold of his brother's chin lightly. Nearly smirking himself. "Because, it's not nice to rough house without a good consent, you know." He spoke calmly, as if he were speaking to a little kid. Well, Vergil really did think that his younger brother was a little kid at times.

He blinked, feeling his brother get a hold of his chin. An evil idea passed his head, he smirked once more, and leaned a bit closer, their lips almost touching. "C'mon bro... you know ya wanna kiss from your little brother...." He gave a hint of sarcasticness. Well, he didn't mean it, but his arm slightly slipped, and he fell ontop of his brother, kissing him. His blue eyes opened wide, once again, he had ended up kissing his brother!!

Their blue eyes stared at each other as their lips continued to touch. Finally, Vergil shoved his brother off of him, grunting, and sitting up. Wiping his lips. He glared at his brother before standing up. "You didn't have to save me." He said coldly, and started to walk off. Not wanting to deal with his brother now. Not in the mood. Like he was ever in the mood really. But to tell the truth, Vergil was thinking back on what he was going to do now. His brother saved him from the depths of hell, and now he had nothing to live for. He couldn't find another way into hell... but... what could he do now?

Dante blinked, watching his brother get up, and leave. He sighed a bit, and stood up himself. "Chill out Verge, it's not the end of the world..." He muttered quietly, loud enough for his brother to hear.

He stopped in his tracks, clenching his hands into fists. "... what now... what the hell am I going to do!?" He suddenly shouted, angry at his brother, but mainly, himself. He failed, it was the end of his world. What could he do? He had no purpose to fill now....

He stopped, listening to his brother, and then cringed once he heard the shout. "... C'mon bro, lets go back home. Lets do somethin' else." He smiled a bit, and walked up to his "older" brother.

[CHAPTER 1 PART 1]