Chapter 3

Sitting on the front stairs of his house, Vergil inspected his nails a bit nervously. Though to anyone watching him, he just looked like the bratty snob he always was. But truly; he was getting worried. Loz hadn't really told him what time the older man was going to pick him up. So there he was, left to wait. Watching with annoyance as his brother and his brothers girl friend wrestled on the front yard.

"D-Dante!" She laughed, rolling around beneath the messy haired half-demon trying to escape. "Stop it! I need to breathe!" Continuing to laugh, she put her hands on the persistent man's face, pushing him away as he dived in for a kiss. "I told you at least a hundred times already! No kissing me in front of your brother."

"But Lady!" The half-demon whined, pouting a little as he resisted the urge to look over at said sibling.

Sighing, she turned a cheek to him; allowing him to at least a give a kiss on the cheek. As a wet feeling came to her ear, she slapped him, ceasing his nibbling. It appeared to be that he was testing his boundaries, and found them. Pulling back, Dante huffed, straddling his girlfriend. "You really need to lighten up, Lady."

"I will when your brother leaves!" She grabbed a handful of grass, throwing it at him.

Groaning, and rolling his eyes, Dante looked at his twin finally. "Eh, Verg, when ya going to leave already?"

Shrugging lazily, he was wondering that too. Watching them play was rubbing him the wrong way. "He didn't tell me when he was coming, so you'll have to put up with me a bit longer." Hearing a loud shout, they all looked in the direction of the neighbour's house. A man with messy red hair flailed out the door. And he was quickly followed by one of the houses younger inhabitants. Yazoo in all his long haired, sadistic glory stood at the steps. Arms crossed over his chest, glaring down at the other man who'd fallen on his ass with a loud 'thud'.

"You blow me off at the last minute, and now come crawling back saying you're finally interested?" The angry man growled, slowly stepping towards his cowering boyfriend. "Well I'm sorry, but I gave the tickets away."

"I was thinkin' a-" The fallen man started.

"You? Thinking? More like your friends finally talked some sense into you. But oh, I'm sorry, you're too late. Loz is already off verifying the tickets, and getting something nice for his date. You blew it Reno."

The man blinked, "he has a date?" Vergil blushed at that, hiding his face. Shooting death glares at Dante as his brother snickered. He smiled a bit as Lady slapped him for him, whispering something harsh to the stunned half-demon.

"Though it may be hard to believe, yes my brother has a date." Yazoo blew some of the hair from his eyes. "I would have given them to Kadaj, but they had plans for today, as you could tell by their absence."

"Let me guess, the dates a guy." Reno snickered.

Twitching, Vergil resisted the urge to go over there and hurt the man. But he had to remember, if he did, Yazoo might hurt him. And it wasn't the hurting he was afraid of, it was the damn gun the man carried everywhere with him. As well as the fact that Loz was a loyal brother, and Sephiroth liked his minions in one piece. Not to mention what Kadaj would do.

Shuddering at the thought, Vergil went back to waiting zoning out of the fight going on. It wasn't until he heard the roaring of an engine that he looked up once more. Dante was on his back now, Lady straddling him. Arms rested on his chest, and chin rested on that, she was talking quietly with him. Calmed down now, he was giving her light kisses on her face; cheeks, nose, lips, anywhere she would allow him.

Almost gagging on the sight, he turned to the neighbours house. Blushing, his eyes grew wide. Loz stood there on the side walk, lifting Reno up off the ground. Talking with Yazoo, he shrugged, gently shoving the red head over to his boyfriend. By the looks of it, it was Loz's way of saying 'kiss and make up already'. It was since he had a problem voicing it in a non childish way.

When they bumped into each other, they looked into each other's eyes, blushing. "Why don't we take this inside?" Yazoo said softly, playing with Reno's blazer.

Nodding numbly, Reno followed the long haired man inside, as Loz turned to approach Vergil. "Heh, sorry I kept you waiting so long. The lines were killing me," he blushed, scratching the back of his neck.

"It's okay. I got a perfect view of the mating rituals of the young half demon." Vergil replied slyly. Though Lady gave him a look, Dante didn't pay attention, continuing to keep his girlfriends attention solely on him.

"That must be a bummer. You ready to go?" The big man asked, handing the younger man one of his motorcycle helmets.

Giving the big man a slight scared look, Loz laughed. "Either you sit in front, or hold really tightly while sitting on back, don't worry. You won't fall."

Swallowing, he stood, following the man to his bike. "Y-you sure?"

"Yeh, I do it all the time with Yazoo." Looking at the man curiously, Loz laughed in return. "We tend to get into fights with Kadaj's boyfriend. Although it's playful now, a bike of two tends to get broken in the middle of it." Vergil nodded, one eyebrow cocked as he looked at the rather large motorcycle.

"So, shall we?" Loz asked, pulling his helmet on as he looked at the younger man. Swallowing and nodding, Vergil pulled his on, climbing on in front of Loz for good measure. Jumping at the sudden start of the bike, he calmed down at the soothing voice in his ear. "Don't worry; I won't let you get hurt." Shrugging a bit, he held on the handles, in between Loz's hands.

The ride wasn't that long and soon they were there. Parking his bike, Loz led Vergil up to the stadium where the concert would be held. "So, do you know what kind of music it is?" Vergil asked, looking at the tickets.

"Nope, Yaz just said you and I both might like it."

"And we must trust in Yazzo's opinion?"

"Yep." Grinning, Loz handed the tickets to the guard. Once they were back in his hands, he headed for the concession stand. "You want anything?"

"No, just water." He shook his head; junk food was Dante's thing, not his.

Nodding, Loz asked for one, getting a pop for himself, as well as a chocolate bar. "Here, have a piece." He broke off a little bit of the chocolate bar, handing it to the younger man. Holding it in his hand, Vergil inspected the sweet as he followed Loz to their seats. Wincing as it melted in his hands, he pulled it off, popping it gingerly into his mouth. "Can we stop at a bathroom?" Loz turned to look at him. "It melted on my hand."

Smiling a bit suspiciously, Loz took the pale hand into his. Raising it to his mouth, he licked away the chocolate, his cat like tongue running along the sensitive skin slowly. "There we go." He grinned once it was gone.

In a state of shock, Vergil followed Loz, sitting down in his seat. A deep blush on his cheeks, he stared at the stage. Sipping his water, he waited for the concert to begin.

Laughing in Loz's arms he sat on the big bike, trying to shove off the hyper clone. "Stop! Stop! I can't breathe!" He laughed. The music had been amazing; a mix of classical, techno, and rock. Yazoo had been right. It made him wonder why Reno hadn't gone along with it. Shrugging the thought off, he focused on the situation ahead of him. After ingesting the pop, Loz had grown a bit excited. And it was more the tickling, and playing kind of excited. As soon as they left the concert hall, Loz had begun to play with him, laughing happily.

Back against the seat, Vergil lay sprawled out on the bike. Holding him close, Loz cuddled him. "We need to play more often," the big man yawned, worn out.

"Mmm, yeah. Dante's always telling me I need to lighten up."

"I can help you," Loz grinned, tickling him a bit more.

Laughing, Vergil squirmed, not noticing how close they were. It wasn't until the big man stopped did he notice his nose was pressed against the other mans. Breathing harshly, he licked his lips. "Umm…" Looking into the jade eyes, he squirmed.

Smiling, Loz cuddled him. "Damnit, Loz, let me go!" Vergil laughed softly. Grinning wolfishly, he picked Vergil up setting the younger man on the ground. Resting his hands on the big shoulders, Vergil steadied himself. Looking up at him, he smiled. "Shall we head home?"

"Sure," Loz shrugged, putting his helmet on, and mounting his bike. Doing the same, Vergil sat back in Loz's arms, content.

Once they were finally home, Vergil climbed off, heading up to his door. "I'll see you later!" He called to the other man, waving.

"Wait!" Loz blushed, running up to the startled Sparda boy. "I…it's just…" Scratching the back of his neck, he quickly kissed Vergil on the lips. "Talk to you later!" He ran off before the younger man could say anything. Disappearing through the door to his home.

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A/N: As a warning, I will not be continuing this story. Unless I feel like rewriting it, seeing as how completely OOC the characters are portrayed. If I do continue, the chapters will be short. So don't hope for anything. This was a gift for someone, so you can not really sway my opinion. But if enough people say they like, and think I should retry this story, I will consider it.