Cutey and the Beast (DMC Man x Boy)

Chapter 6: Lovely Stuff

Watching Beyblade is beyond boring so, chapter 6 here we come, no da.

Finally publishing this chapter after ignoring the crap out of it. 11:23PM on Thursday, April 10, 2014. Joy, school. *sarcastic cheering in the background*

Any who, enough rambling.

Enjoy minna!

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Nero could help the grumbles that passed his lips as he was dragged from the sitting room, he had learned from Trish, to what looked like a bedroom. Nero blushed when he thought about what the demon might do to him.

It was true that Nero loved Kyrie, but in a familial type of way.

Nero shut down that train of thought as he remembered the four demonesses that were clinging to Dante as if for dear life. He's had seen the way Dante had held them and it was far from innocent.

Nero continued to grumble curses towards the red devil as he sat on a chair in the corner of the room.

" Come here, Nero." Dante said from the edge of the bed. Nero ignored him in favor of looking around the room. The walls were a crimson red, along with the comforter on the king sized bed. The sheet under the comforter was black. Once Nero thought about it, he realized: everything in the room was either black or red.

It seemed the devil was impatient, because he snuck up behind Nero and put him over his shoulder.

Nero yelled at the devil to put him down even went so far as to threatening him. Alas, his efforts were punished with a pinch on the his ass. To both of their surprises, he moaned at the punishment. At that point Dante stated running even faster down winding halls. Nero just stopped trying to remember the way back after the twelfth turn.

Finally the childish demon put him down, Nero took a quick scan around and see that they were in a library of sorts. It was old, dusty, and unkempt.

He loved it.

Without even turning back to the half devil Nero walked over to a stall of books and started flipping through them.

Sensing his intended's happiness the red devil felt that he'd completed his task and sat back to play with a rubix cube.

Dante could feel his human half slipping away the longer the curse stayed in place. The wicked demoness had cursed him to be trapped within his own mind until he could find someone more important to him than himself. He had to have someone who loved him purely. Knowing the lifestyle of the hunter, the demoness knew that wouldn't happen anytime soon.

The red devil gave up on the damned cube to earth his intended read through the books he has shown him.

Nero read intensely with an iron focus. They first few books he'd skimmed through were just basic demonology. His fourth choice, however, had been quite interesting. Its topic:

Sparda.

It entailed his betrayal of hours race, along with the story of his family. It included a certain red devil and a pale man.

Nero could only falls as he read of the final defeat of Mundas. Coincidentally it even has a painting of the family together. The twins seemed around seven years old while their parents around their early thirties our late twenties. Nero couldn't help but smile at the innocent glow in the family's luminescent blue eyes.

Nero suddenly came back to reality as arms wrapped around him from the back. Grumbling about stupid demons, Nero elbowed the red devil in the chest song as he was arty least four inches shorter than him.

The half-devil grunted at the pain from the boned elbow, but then signed dreamily. His intended could hold his own in a fight, was cute, and a little spitfire. He loved every second of this.

The half-devil chose them to make his intentions known as he pulled the boy close. Nero gasped as he was caught off guard. Turning the boy to him he lacked into his facial space. Nero saw what was happening and decided fighting would only hurt more and relaxed. His eyes flirted closed unconsciously. The half-devil closed the gap between the faces, turning his face slightly to the right and picked him lightly on the lips. As soon the 'kiss' started out ended leaving Nero confused.

When he looked up through his lashes to glare at the demon for tricking him, his breath caught in his throat at the lust found in the half-devil's eyes.

Gods he hated his life.