He did not and instead gently wrapped his arms around her, allowing her to squeeze him tightly. She could barely hold back the relief that she obviously felt at the sight of him, exhaling before continuing to speak, that kind sparkle in her eyes as she reached out to gently hug him, doing so slowly enough for him to wave her off if desired. I just didn't expect to see you so soon!' She said with obvious joy, her excitement evident. 'Oh, that's right, Nero told me you were awake. He was certain that she hadn't expected to see him just yet, but she obviously didn't mind. Knocking on the door lightly in the hopes that he would not accidentally awaken anyone that was asleep, the eldest of Vergil's children was slightly surprised when just a split second later Kyrie practically snatched the door open, a pleasant smile spreading across her face the moment she saw who was at their door. Taking it easy for a little while longer was obviously advisable. And that was to say nothing of his little display in the basement. He hadn't exactly forgotten that he had just awoken from an extended period of unconsciousness, but he had certainly underestimated how long it would take for him to fully recover. He hadn't realized that he was out of breath until he'd stopped in front of the door and reached to open it only to start to feel slightly dizzy. Note: Hoping to finally get to your comments on the last chapters of Hiraeth later this week! Enjoy the chapter, and again, welcome back!Ĭoming to a stop in front of the door to what he'd been told was Nero and Kyrie's temporary room, V panted slightly. A low growl rumbled out from the man, Dante huffing at seeing the two of you flirting.

Dante watched as you laughed at something V said, the poet smiling at you. He swung it open, looking for the poet.Īcross the way he spotted the you and poet talking's pile of herbs piled in the bag you had brought out with you. The Red Devil quickly got up, rushing towards the door. Griffon squawked, following his master out the door before it closed.ĭante looked confused at the door before realization hit him. 'She's always been a dear friend,' he says before leaving the van. V turns, giving the devil hunter a smile. 'What makes you so knowledgeable about her?' Dante asks. He carefully stands, tucking his book away and making his way to the door. 'She's always had a thing for mystery,' he replies. 'What? You think you're doing any better?', Dante asked. 'Courting her, is that what you think you're doing?' Griffon asked. Shouldn't bother that much then if I try to court her first,' he says. 'And what makes you think that?'ĭante smirked. V didn't answer the man, only looking up at him with a smile. V, who was pretending to be reading this entire time, rolled his eyes, scoffing at the comment. 'Who else is she supposed to pay attention to anyways? I'm the main attraction 'round here,' Dante said. 'I don't know, you seemed pretty healthy to me when we found you,' Griffon replies. 'I'm not faking anything,' Dante replied, setting his cup of tea on the counter behind him. 'You're kind of stealing the maidens attention away right now.' 'Hey devil man, when are you gonna quite faking all this and get back on the front lines?' Griffon asked. It was awkward per-say but the air was tense between the two. With the click of the door shutting behind you, a new silence fills the van as V takes a seat across from Dante. And don’t mess up the van, you know how Nico gets.” “I have to find some herbs for our dear old Dante over here”, you say, slinging a messenger bag onto your shoulder. Griffon cooed as he leaned into your touch, almost losing his balance. “Hi Griffon”, you reply, scratching underneath the oversized bird's chin. “Hey toots!” Griffon said, perching himself on the counter in front of you.

You returned to the small van kitchen as the door swung open, Griffon flying in first, his master walking in after him.

Dante sat up, carefully taking the items from you and consuming them. You walk over to the younger Sparda, who was laying on the van couch, with a mug of warm tea and buttered toast.

“At least I’m easy to take care of”, Dante croaked out, his voice still a little sore. “You and your brother are going to be the reason I die young”, you say, scolding the younger Sparda twin. With Urizen out there causing trouble and Vergil nowhere to be found, you were stuck with babysitting Dante while he recovered from his yearly rest as Nero and some man named V looked to take down Urizen. While they were a handful most of the time, they could be fun at some points. Being friends with the Sparda twins was both a blessing and a curse.

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