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"You just don't get it do you?" Lessly asked the blue-clad man leaning up against the wall. She was pacing back and forth, the slight anger she was feeling showed in her body language, "It's so simple! How can you not comprehend?"

Vergil rolled his eyes and smirked at the pacing girl, he was having fun tormenting her and he wasn't even sure what she was mad about, "And what, pray tell, are you accusing me of not understanding?" He crossed his arms across his chest in front of him, staring at the young woman.

Lessly turned to him and threw her hands into the air, all of her calm gone, "The importance of buying presents for Christmas!" She glared at him for a second and continued her pacing.

"I find Christmas extremely pointless and materialistic, I won't be celebrating that holiday," Vergil said pushing himself away from the wall and going to stand in front of the girl. He looked down at her as she looked up at him.

"It's a way to show people you care about that you do care about them," she said her gaze not wavering from his face, "But I guess you have to actually have a heart to care!" With these words Lessly stormed out of the house and down the street, her plans on doing her own holiday shopping.

She bought Dante and Amanda each a coffee mug with the other's name engraved inside a heart. But Lessly was having the hardest time trying to find something for her ice-prince.

She walked into a store that sold knives and swords knowing they were something Vergil might enjoy. She spotted the perfect blade after about an hour of looking around. The hilt was black and had green vines engraved on it, as was the blade itself. She bought the gift and hurried home to wrap her presents.

The weeks passed, Vergil and Lessly didn't talk much, and Dante and Amanda were all over each other, as usual. Those two had been almost nauseating since the day they had first shared a kiss. And the current tension between the other two wasn't helped by Dante playing kissy face with his girlfriend. It wasn't long before Christmas Eve was upon them and tension was still thick in the air.

Lessly was spending her evening sitting on the couch reading a book that she had found sitting on the table earlier that day. She had known it was Vergil's; he was the only other person in the house that read for enjoyment.

She was debating on going out to have some "fun" when Vergil walked into the room and occupied the space on the couch next to her. She looked up from the book and smiled at him, "Hi Vergil, I see that you are doing well."

Her cold, formal words sliced through him, but were met with an equal reply, "As I see you are, woman." He smirked at himself for throwing something in there that was an almost proven trigger for the girl.

"My name is Lessly, Vergil; you should be able to remember that by now," She said placing the book on the arm of the couch next to her, "If not, you have the worse memory in the world." She studied him for a minute then asked, "Was there something you wanted? Or were you just trying to bug me with your presence?"

"I was going to apologize for what I said," Vergil said watching for some sort of reaction, "I might feel that way, but you seem to enjoy your holiday." He watched her smile a little, her facial expression showing that she did indeed forgive him.

"I know you didn't want anything," Lessly said after a couple of minutes, "But I got you something anyway, I know you'll like it." Her smile brightened, "You think we could steal Dante's coat to put on the Christmas tree?"

"We don't have a Christmas tree," Vergil said eyeing her slowly, "but if we did, you would have to fight him for the coat." He leaned back against the back of the couch, visibly relaxing in her presence. He still eyed her wearily, not knowing what she might do.

"We will soon, Dante and Amanda went out to go get one," Lessly said leaning back and closing her eyes, "then we are going to sing Christmas carols and decorate it together." She paused and rethought what she was saying, "They will decorate it together, and I'll help."

"Sounds like you're all going to enjoy yourselves," Vergil said noting the hint of sadness in her voice, "I might sit out here and watch as you decorate your tree." He almost regretted saying that when Lessly threw herself at him, hugging him close.

"You still haven't gotten use to those hugs have you?" Lessly asked with a smile as she sat back, "I'll just have to do it more often so you do." She sat up strait when the door opened and in walked Dante and Amanda carrying a tree.

"Oh it's lovely!" Lessly said with a smile, "Can we decorate it now?" She stood and walked over to where Dante was standing with the tree.

Dante put it in the tree stand and looked at her with a smirk, "Sure thing Mutt, let's get this party started!"

Lessly and Amanda laughed and walked over to Dante's jukebox to pick out some Christmas music before they started opening boxes of decorations. They were singing along to I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas while they put lights on the tree. By the time that song ended and Jingle Bell Rock came on they had started putting up bulbs.

Lessly watched Amanda and Dante laughing and flirting for awhile before she gave up on the tree and went to sit down next to Vergil. She was still singing along to the music, but she had a forlorn look on her face.

Vergil looked at her and stood, holding out his hand for her to take. When she took it, he pulled her up and walked over to the tree. He started putting tinsel on the tree, placing some on Lessly's hair as well, "Come now, Woman, I don't want you to be sad."

Lessly nodded and disregarded Vergil's remark; after all, it was Christmas not time to yell at him for not pronouncing her name right. She hung a few more bulbs before finding something in the box that would go over the couch instead. She grabbed the little plastic sprig and walked over to the couch.

She hung the mistletoe above it and turned to find Dante standing there, "You didn't think you were going to get away without a kiss did you, babe?" He leaned in and kissed her cheek lightly, "Merry Christmas, Mutt." Lessly laughed and tried to walk away, "No, you haven't gotten a kiss from Vergil yet, you stay right there."

"Vergil does not want to kiss me Dante," Lessly said with a slight blush, "Let me continue my work on the tree." Dante refused to move until Vergil walked over and lightly placed his lips on Lessly's.

"Merry Christmas, Woman," he said before walking back over to the tree. He turned back to see her turn a darker shade of red before putting the star on top of the tree.

Lessly went into her room and pulled the gifts that she bought out of the closet. She stuck them under the tree next to the presents that Amanda and Dante bought. By the time that she was done with that, and drinking her hot coco, everyone had gone to bed. She changed into her black nightgown and then went to sleep as well.

The next morning Lessly was awaken by the sound of Amanda yelling her name, "Come on! There are presents out here!" Lessly crawled out of bed and opened the door, only to be grabbed and dragged out into the living room.

Everyone else was sitting there, a small pile of presents by their side; her pile was right next to Vergil on the couch. "Ok! Let's open them!" Amanda said with a smile and grabbing a box.

When Lessly had finished opening her four presents (one from Dante, one from Amanda, and two from some guys she had met during her battles) she looked up to see how everyone else liked their gifts, Dante and Amanda seemed very pleased with theirs, and Vergil was studying his blade closely. She smiled and looked down at her gifts; a sense of peace came over her.

"Lessly," she heard Vergil say; she looked up and smiled at him. He held out his hand, on his palm was a small box, "I got you a gift."

She took it with a smile, "And I thought Christmas was a pointless holiday." She opened it and looked up at him in awe, "You got me a necklace!" She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. She held it up and studied it; it was an exact replica of her grenade gun, her baby.

"I'm glad you like it," Vergil said with a small smile, "I figured I might as well get something for the person I care for."

"You called me Lessly!" She hugged him again, "Thanks for everything, Vergil." And with that she reached up and kissed him gently on the lips, this would be a day that she would always remember.