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Your Routine - Vergil lemon

WARNING: This is a Female reader!XVergil lemon!! Read ahead at your own risk!! Where the blank line appears, please put your name there as you read.

This was originally posted to my deviantART account on October 10th, 2009 and as such there may be a few spelling and grammatical errors that I never got back then. As this is so old I will not be rewriting it nor editing it to meet the standard and quality I have in my more recent writing.

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You sit on the cliff overlooking the ocean quite lost in thought. By now the sun was setting and it had been hours since you last saw him. He left this morning without so much as a fair thee well and at first you were a little angry, but now you were more worried if you were ever going to see him again. He would come back seemingly worse off then when he left in the first place. A sudden breeze tosses your hair about and you sigh letting all thoughts slip away with that breeze as a chill runs through your body making you hug your knees to your chest.

" You'll get sick if you just sit there you foolish girl... " A voice calls behind you. Without even so much as raising your head you answer him already fully aware of who it is.

" Oh? Wasn't aware that you cared Vergil... Thought you'd just brush it off " You sigh again as the words escape your lips. Vergil, who now stood towering above you from behind merely growled to show how unamused he was by your tone.

" Very funny... " He snarled. You simply shrug and turn your attention back to the ocean. It wasn't until Vergil sat beside you that you realized he'd thrown his coat over your shoulders in an effort to keep you warm, though you knew he'd never admit it.

" What about you? " You asked looking at his bare muscular arms. He looked at you out of the corner of his eyes before responding

" I'm fine, you on the other hand need to go inside to warm up before I drag you in there myself... " He wasn't much for letting his emotion show but he meant well with his words. Why else would he have stayed with you if he didn't really care? Finally you realize you're staring at him so you quickly turn your head and hide your reddening cheeks in his coat, his strong scent filling your nose and sending a chill down your spine. One that seemed to excite you and make your thoughts betray you. Suddenly Vergil's hand waving back and forth in front of your face snapped you out of it. " Did you even hear me? "

" What? " You look at him a little embarrassed. " No, I'm sorry Vergil I didn't.. " Vergil scowled at you clearly unimpressed but pushed his anger aside for a moment as he brushed a stray strand of hair from your face.

" I said how much longer are you planning on sitting out here? "

" I don't know... Why? " Now Vergil turned to face you looking a little more annoyed then before.

" Why? I told you already, you'll get sick if you stay out here any longer you foolish girl... " He stood up and held his hand out but refused to look at you. Glancing up at him from your spot on the ground made another chill crawl up your back once again threatening to take over your thoughts. You would have let it if Vergil's impatient growling didn't overpower that feeling making you grab his hand and pull yourself to your feet. Without saying a word Vergil stalked off back to the odd looking mansion you and he occupied for the time being until you could relocate or you were forced to because of the line of work he was in. Silently you followed him inside, up the stairs and down the hall to the bedroom where he promptly tore off his shirt exposing his battered torso.

" Some of those look recent Vergil... " You muttered from the doorway as you shut the door. Vergil turned his head to look at you and just shook his head dismissing the comment.