Vergil's OneShots (DMC Fanfiction)

Housekeeper

[Housekeeper]

"He is our new housekeeper." The declaration was made in a tone of finality. There was no space for protests allowed in the pregnant silence that followed the strong declaration, and Kane's new master spun around, clearly intent of making his way out of the room now that he had made his point.

"Bring him around if you and Dante want to." His master's father –probably also considered his master too? -answered, his expression not having changed despite the sudden bomb that had been dropped upon him. "But until he turns 16, he will only learn all that he has to learn beside you. We have a housekeeper. At least let the man keep his job instead of trying to replace him with a baby, Vergil."

"Stanchion is already fifty-eight. If the wind blows any stronger, he'll break apart." The young master of the household answered, having been stalled in his venture out of his father's office. "But whatever. He's going to serve me and Dante in the future, so do whatever you want to train him."

With his piece of speech spoken, the young master of the Sparda family completed his dignified walk out the door and closed it politely behind him, leaving Kane stunned and utterly confused as to whether he should be chasing behind his new young master, or stay in the office with Grand Duke Sparda, the Head of the Sparda family.

"He didn't even tell me your name." Sparda spoke up again, clearly addressing the only person left in the room.

"Kane, sir." Young Kane dared himself to speak up. "I-I am honored to-"

"Save yourself the saliva trying to butter me up or gain my trust. Vergil might still be young and appear rude, but I know he has a very good eye out for talents. If he wants you close to him and attending to his and his brother's everyday needs, then you're good enough for him." Sparda interrupted with a knowing tone of voice, having finally taken a pause from his work to look up and study the young man –still a boy in all sense of the word –carefully.

"I don't know if I'm really cut out for the job..." Kane felt as if he did not confess his true feelings at this moment, then he would get no further chance to express his true concerns that had plagued him ever since he found the Young Master of the Sparda family knocking on his door.

"If you don't believe in yourself, then believe in your new Young Master who chose you out of all the people he has met so far." Grand Duke Sparda offered the slightest hint of a smile, but Kane could see the silent gentle encouragement in his eyes. "But be warned. Vergil and Dante grew up without their mother and even though they are twins, they have grown up to be very different from each other. I expect that you will get along well with Dante, but Vergil... he is a very different boy from what he pretends to be."

"I understand, sir. I will serve him to the best of my abilities." Kane swore, but was only met with a chuckle in response as if the Grand Duke had given up on pretending to be stern and strict.

"Stanchion mentioned about you to me back when you first saved Dante from falling to his death and helped Vergil carry him back home. I hope you don't mind that he told me about your family circumstances... and well, since your parents have abandoned you, please feel free to call me Dad while we're in the family grounds." Grand Duke Sparda answered.

"It would be rude of a mere servant like me to address you so casually, sir." Kane rushed to say, and was surprised to find a slight frown tugging at the corner of the Grand Duke's lips in response.

"Are you uncomfortable with a new parental figure? Was it insensitive of me to have requested that you call me that?"

"No!" The exclamation was made almost instantaneously, the panic making Kane unconsciously raise his voice by accident. The young man caught himself quickly, flushing red in a few short seconds as his startled eye contact fell to the floor in a fluster. "I'm terribly sorry for raising my voice, sir. I-I mean it wasn't insensitive of you, and I am not uncomfortable with a new parental figure. I just didn't want to be rude to you, who has saved me and my little sister from being sold to slavery. You even sent my sister to the church to be watched after and cured. I cannot thank you enough."