Nero and you were enemies. He used to work for your father, killing demons that came to the club and caused trouble until your dad died two years ago from a heart attack.
Then after the loneliness and sadness, everything went back to normal, you closed the club and never saw him again.
He had anger issues, you could tell by the way his sword dance rips demons' bodies all over the place.
You didn't even worry about what Nero may think when he saw you killing some demons with your own gun, you just wanted to make sure to send those motherfuckers back to hell or wherever they belong.
So things were awkward between you two, but you were okay with keeping things professional, because Nero always managed to get in more trouble, that's why you never talk to him about personal issues.
You knew he had a girlfriend in his hometown, but that was it.
Everything was perfect, you decided that it was time to reopen the club again and while searching for some lights and neon signs you ended up meeting him again, in the middle of what used to be a mall, sitting in the right counter of a building, making fun of a demon.
Then you notice how he had changed.
He looks better with his short hair, the blue coat and that cocky smile, he even looks hot. He indeed looks like a hotmess, and you knew you were in trouble as your heart beat increases.
Please don't kill me. English is not my first language. If you want to correct some mistakes I'll be really grateful.
Thanks to _goblin_child_ for helping me!!! You should go and check some of her works, she also writes Devil May Cry fanfics
