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Devil May Catch 'Em All	By : Demonized Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > Crossovers Views: 555 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not Devil May Cry or Pokémon, nor do I make any money off of this work.

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Dante gives a jaw-cracking yawn then snuggles further into his brother's hold, and presses his nose to the hollow of Vergil's throat as he inhales deeply. Vergil gives a soft purr and rubs his jaw along the top of Dante's head, still mostly asleep, while his wing tightens around Dante. Dante lets himself bask in Vergil's scent, memorizing the subtle changes in it from their becoming Pokémon before he lifts his head enough to study Vergil's face.
A lot has changed in the past three years, most important is that his brother actually seems at peace in his sleep. Gone is the blank expression befitting a puppet, replaced by a curl of his lips that is nearly imperceptible. Vergil had told Dante once that whenever he dreamed it was of an empty black void that stole all of his senses. From the look of it, Vergil no longer dreams of that sense stealing darkness, something that Dante is glad about…yet he can't help but worry that the dream might return.
"Stop looking at me like that, Dante," Vergil murmurs, his eyes still closed. There's no other sign of his waking, just that sleepily given command. In fact, he seems to drop back into sleep, his breathing evening out while his wing loosens around Dante.
Dante tucks his head back under Vergil's chin and closes his eyes, savoring his scent once more. It would be all too easy to go back to sleep himself, to spend the entire day like this—an opportunity they rarely get at home. It is even rarer that Vergil sleeps in, the instances few and far in between, so Dante is fully content to stay like this.
The new world they are in, however, does not seem intent on letting this peaceful moment last any longer. Footsteps echo within the laboratory, which Professor Oak has let them stay in while further accommodations are being made for them, and then the overhead light flickers on. Vergil starts to stir as the Professor enters the main part of the lab, engrossed in the papers he has in his hand.
His brother easily shifts them so that Dante is laying completely on top of him then brings another of his wings up, twin to the one already around Dante, and fully encases him with it. Dante gives a soft coo at the highly possessive gesture and tightens his tail around Vergil's while he reciprocates with a purr as he rubs his jaw along the top of Dante's head again. "Good morning, beloved," Vergil whispers after a moment, his arms loose around Dante.
"Mmm…" Dante keeps his head tucked under Vergil's chin and crack open his eyes, his wings twitching slightly with the urge to mould against the inside of Vergil's. "Mornin' to you too," Dante coos, nuzzling against his throat.
"Did you sleep well?" Vergil keeps his voice low, mindful of Professor Oak's presence and the fact that he is preoccupied. His tail quivers against Dante's, the tip of it twitching, then tightens around his tail in return.
"Yes," Dante whispers and buries his nose in the hollow of Vergil's throat once more. "And you?"
"I-" The lights flicker as he starts to answer and Vergil pauses while Dante lifts his head with a frown. Vergil can sense it too, a weak creature nearby that seems to be gaining strength as it seems to sap the power from the lab itself.
"Huh? That's odd," Professor Oak comments, looking up from his papers to the dimming lights.
"It's a Pokémon." Dante's statement has the professor glancing in their direction and for a second it seems like he's studying them again as he takes in their position.
"Interesting… I would like to test your ability to sense other Pokémon after I take care of this one that seems to be affecting the lab's power if that is all right with both of you." Professor Oak sets down his stack of papers on the desk by his computer then wanders over to a shelf that contains a plethora of Poké Balls. He picks a few off of the shelf, seemingly at random, then gives them another look. "Would you like some first-hand experience with a wild Pokémon?"
"Isn't that against the rules or somethin'?" Dante asks with a glance down at his brother."And we do have a little already if hunting them for dinner counts."
"No, not at all, and the purpose of this exercise will be to catch whatever Pokémon is causing this trouble and to get it ready for a Trainer." Professor Oak doesn't even seem to be bothered by the fact that they had caught and killed a couple of Pokémon for their meal last night. Maybe it's to be expected. Maybe he isn't bothered by it because of their circumstance. Maybe it's something he'll add to the notes Dante knows he's taking on them. "So what will it be?"
"We would like to watch," Vergil answers without any hesitation and gives Dante a slight squeeze before letting go of him, his wings unfurling so that they can both get up.
"Yeah, okay." Dante grudgingly moves from his comfortable spot on top of his brother, untangling his tail from Vergil's, and stands. His wings stretch out as he moves away from the cot, one of two the Professor had lent them, and he gives his brother a sullen glare over his shoulder.
"Right then, I would assume that this is an Electric Type given the drain on the power but the only Pokémon that I know of that live close enough are Pikachu and they usually don't wander far from Viridian Forest." Professor Oak gives them a moment to get ready, not that they really need it, then leads the way out of the lab.
A Pikachu, as it indeed is one, turns out to be a mouse-like creature that is a little over a foot tall with yellow fur and streaks of brown on its back, a lightning bolt-shaped tail, and red circular cheeks. This particular one had chewed through some of the wiring at the back of the laboratory and is eating the electricity. Well, not actually eating it but absorbing it to recharge.
Professor Oak doesn't hesitate at all to throw a Poké Ball at the Pikachu, the Electric Type vanishing into the object in a small flash of light. "Typically you want to weaken a Pokémon through a battle before attempting to catch it," he explains as the Poké Ball lands on the ground, the button on it flashing yellow while it wobbles for a few seconds. The color of the button solidifies, turning green, then fades while the Poké Ball goes completely still. "But that is how you capture a Pokémon."
"So…because we're Pokémon does that mean that we can be caught too?" Dante asks as Professor Oak picks up the Poké Ball and briefly examines it.
"I was hoping to address this once the both of you receive your Trainer Licenses, as I am certain that you will pass your exams today, but yes, it is completely possible for both of you to be caught. The only way to prevent that is to let yourselves be caught by each other once you have your Trainer Licenses." The Professor pockets the Poké Ball after shrinking it and leads the way back into the lab. When they get back inside he heads over to his desk and starts punching a sequence of keys on the keyboard to his computer.
"Huh." Well, it is a solution to keep other Trainers from catching them. "I wonder what it's like inside of a Poké Ball."
"You could ask the Pikachu we just caught," Professor Oak suggests with a glance towards them over his shoulder and he fishes the Poké Ball out of his pocket. He holds it out for one of them to take, which Vergil does since he's closer, then turns his attention back to his computer screen as it lights up. "Just make sure it doesn't try to run away or chew on any other wires."
"Sure thing, Professor Oak." Dante trails after his brother as Vergil carries the Poké Ball over to where they had slept then tosses it down onto the unused cot. The Pikachu reappears in a flash of light while the Poké Ball arcs back up and returns to Vergil's hand. "That is awesome."
"Not awesome at all! How dare you humans capture me!" Pikachu, a male by the sound of it, spits out angrily while electricity sparks from his cheeks.
"Well, we're not the ones that threw the Poké Ball at you and we're not fully human," Dante retorts, half-expecting to be shocked by this angry yellow rodent only for the Pikachu to blink a few times and then he stares at both of them.
"You can understand me…" Pikachu states slowly, still staring at them.
"Because we're Pokémon ourselves," Vergil says flatly while his tail gives a slight twitch.
"Half," Dante corrects with a wide grin. "We're half-Pokémon."
"Shut up. That's not possible," Pikachu argues, sounding less angry and more confused.
"It's possible if Arceus is the one who made us Pokémon," Dante counters, at which Pikachu decides it is an appropriate time to faint.
"That could have gone better," Vergil sighs out then experimentally tosses the Poké Ball at the unconscious Pikachu. "Looks like you'll have to get your answer later," he adds as Pikachu vanishes back inside of his Poké Ball.
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