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No Matter What They Say	By : Demonized Category: +A through F > Devil May Cry Views: 741 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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- 2-Two
- 3-Three
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- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
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Dante stares up at Vergil, not quite sure as to what's going on between him and their father or why it makes him feel happy and safe. It's a little strange—at least Dante thinks so—but it's also nice and considering that Dante hasn't felt happy or safe for the past twenty-five years he's not gonna question why he feels this way now.
A soft, sweet note—a gentle and happy chirp—rings out and Vergil looks down at Dante with surprise while Sparda wisely closes the door to leave them be. Dante blinks slowly then tilts his head, puzzled as to why Vergil is looking at him like he had done something—which he had but he just doesn't realize it yet. After a moment of silence the corners of Vergil's mouth twitch upwards into a faint smile and he finally moves off of Dante.
Dante slowly sits up as Vergil stands and winces slightly when his tail twinges, as if to remind Dante of its existence, which doesn't go unnoticed by Vergil. Concern flickers in Vergil's eyes while a frown replaces his smile and Vergil extends a hand for Dante to take. Dante could ignore it, would have ignored it ten minutes ago, but he takes it instead and lets Vergil pull him to his feet.
"Are you okay?" Vergil asks softly as he keeps hold of Dante's hand.
It's such a small thing to take note of, that Vergil hasn't let go, and yet it is so profoundly important to Dante. Dante doesn't want Vergil to let go, not for a while, but the world will not wait for them. "Yeah, just not used to the whole having a tail thing," Dante answers softly and he clutches Vergil's hand with his a little tighter.
"Well, we can get used to having tails and wings and claws together because I'm certain they won't be going away any time soon," Vergil ways with a gentle squeeze and a brush of his thumb across the back of Dante's hand. "And we should get going before mother comes to fetch us."
"Why won't they be going away?" Dante asks, curious as to why they didn't fully revert from their Triggers. He lets his hand drop to his side when Vergil finally lets go of it and absently flexes his fingers.
"Because father has always been an incredibly powerful demon and despite the fact that he has cut into his own power numerous times he is still insanely powerful and a great deal of that power was passed on to us when we were conceived," Vergil explains candidly, at which Dante gives him a look of disgust.
"Okay, first, ew. I don't want to think about mom and dad fucking for any reason. Second of all, just what does any of that have to do with us not being able to change back completely?" Dante doesn't get it and he really doesn't want to have to think about it either. Just gross. Vergil better have a good reason for even bringing this up because Dante is liable to punch him for making him think of their parents having sex.
"Because it has everything to do with us as the identical twin half-demon sons of Sparda. Naturally occurring identical twins are already rare among humans and completely unheard-"
"Just get to the damn point already, Vergil," Dante interrupts tersely as Vergil seems to go off on an unnecessary tangent. "And without bringing mom and dad fucking into it."
Vergil stares at Dante for a moment then dips his head in acknowledgement of Dante's request. "Our awakened demonic blood is far too strong for us as we currently are to be able to fully revert back to our human forms."
"That was all that you needed to say from the get go, Verge," Dante states blandly and with a flat expression.
"I was merely trying to enlighten you on the underlying cause of our issue, Dante, but if you don't want to know then it's fine. I never would have thought that you would be so squeamish about the details." Vergil shrugs slightly then moves past Dante with a sort of effortlessness that Dante feels he won't be able to match at the moment.
"I don't care if it makes me squeamish." Dante turns, frowning slightly as he thinks about where his tail should go and almost immediately trips over it as it winds around his legs with a mind of its own. Dante catches himself on the side of the bed just in time to prevent himself from falling flat on his face and the near tumble doesn't go unnoticed by Vergil. "How do ya make it look so damn easy?" Dante asks as Vergil pauses to watch him with obvious concern.
"I don't try to control my tail if that's what you're getting at." Vergil cants his head slightly then continues on over to his dresser. "It's kind of like breathing. You don't think about each time you inhale and exhale, or how deep or how fast of a breath you take. It is an automatic and unconscious function that your body simply performs. It is entirely instinctive."
"So don't think about my tail?" Dante asks as he carefully unwraps the troublesome limb from around his legs.
"Yes and no. You need to remain aware of it so that you don't step on it or trip over it but… well, just move as you normally would and it should adjust automatically." Vergil rifles through his dresser for just a few seconds and when he turns back to Dante he is holding two sets of clean clothes.
Dante frowns a little more then lets go of his tail, allowing it to drop to the ground, and takes a step away from the side of the bed. His tail swishes out of the way and sweeps behind him, and while Dante shouldn't be surprised that the solution is so stupidly simple he can't help but feel a little surprised that it works. "How'd you figure it out so quickly when we were on top of the Qliphoth?"
"Instinct," Vergil says with a tone that suggests that the answer should have been obvious then jerks his head towards the door leading to the bathroom. "I trust you can make it on your own."
Dante glowers half-heartedly at Vergil for the implication that he needs help with this then makes his way over to the bathroom. Dante is a little wobbly with his first few steps but he makes it all the way without tripping over his own tail. "I think I'll be just fine."
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