Devils and Demons
A Picture
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Devils and Demons
Chapter 2: A Picture
Pairings: Sesshoumaru/Inuyasha, Vergil/Dante
Disclaimer: I don’t own
W A R N I N G: This is about male pregnancy (possibly) and male/male
relationships which includes incest. I’m letting you know
now what the relationships WILL contain. So, if you are AGAINST
such pairings, please find something else more to your liking, you have been
warned.
Flames will be ignored.
Beta-read by: Hitokimi. Thanks a bunch for taking on another story with me
(smiles). Any mistakes after she has finished her work are mine.
Summary: Dante has jumping into the Bone
Eater’s well thinking that it will bring to another passageway somewhere in
Tokyo, not realizing that he has traveled five hundred years into the past.
Paper
littered the wood floor of Devil May Cry as the co-owner shuffled through a box
that she dragged out of the closet next to the downstairs bathroom. Hell bent
on cleaning up the place that was now her home. The owner (a male obviously)
kept the first level of the shop in a state of chaos.
The
walls that once bared head trophies of slain demons with the blood still oozing
from them were now gone. The pool table was moved to the newly built enclosed
patio. The dented juke box (now repaired) stayed in the corner off the front
door, and the unused drum set was covered with a sheet.
“Oh,
my god,” she whispered.
Underneath
the worn yellow sheets of paper was a shoebox. Removing the lid, she found a
wealth of photos of Dante. She was looking at pictures of her husband’s family.
Twin
boys stood on either side of a young blonde woman, which she realized was her
modeled image, and a handsome man with flowing white hair and striking silver
eyes.
“
Indeed,
it was the legendary dark knight, Sparda, in his human form. She smiled. She
could see where Dante got his amazingly good looks from. Sparda was one
handsomely looking devil. Digging a little bit more, the group pictures were
becoming less and less until there were some pictures of only Dante, Vergil,
and their mother. Then it was just Dante and Vergil.
Trish
was about to put the box away until she had noticed another pack along with
some letters addressed to Dane. The pack wasn’t bulky like the other one – in
fact it was extremely thin. She gasped at the first photo before tears welled
up in her eyes as she continued gazing at the rest of the personal pictures.
How
could he keep something like that from her? She had a right to know of such
deviance! Her shock turned to anger. At least the bastard was in the Underworld
where he belonged. She didn’t give the pictures another thought as she stroked
up the fireplace and threw the packet with its contents in the dancing flames.
Trish
set about cleaning the mess she made not once noticing the soft blue glow
emitting form Force Edge below the oil painting of a huge silver furred dog.
A/N:
Well how was that? Can anyone guess what was Trish looking at? No? Well, you
will but not right away though. Did anyone know why Force Edge was glowing?
chapter.
“How
could you do something as vile and disgusting as that?” Trish asked her face
twisted.
“It
was quite easy after the euphoric rush I got following his claiming of me.”
“You bastard!”
In
an instant, Yamato was at her throat. “I’m done wasting my time. Where is
Dante? Remember, Trish, you’re a mortal now. I can kill you with a flick of my
wrist.”