Vergil's OneShots (DMC Fanfiction)

One True Father-In-Law

[One True Father-In-Law]

The doorbell rang throughout the house, and Kyrie was unfortunately caught in the middle of making cookies with her hands in a mess. Hurriedly putting a cover over the bowl of batter to prevent anything from falling in since she didn't want to cause the runs for any poor souls, Kyrie rushed to the front door and awkwardly used her elbows to disengage the locks. Standing back a safe distance, she raised her voice and called out.

"Please open the door from the other side! I have disengaged the lock and my hands are dirty at the moment!" She bade, and was glad that her visitor had waited when the action came after a normal reaction time, the door opening inwards slowly to reveal her visitor.

"Mr. Sparda!" She exclaimed in surprise. "You didn't inform us that you were coming over!"

"Dante had to leave last minute for a mission, and I decided to drop by for a night since the ladies wanted to bring friends over to the joint." Vergil revealed his intentions, still standing outside. "Is it convenient?"

"Of course, of course! Please, come in. I'm sorry I cannot receive you well; you have caught me at an awkward timing. I'm in the middle of baking cookies." Kyrie expressed brightly, gesturing with her hands still littered with traces of flour and cookie batter.

"I do apologize for imposing. Perhaps it will be better if I come back at a better timing. Besides, it appears as if Nero has yet to return home." Vergil answered politely, still not taking a step into the house.

"Please don't go." Kyrie's words stopped the man's intention to leave. "It is such a shame you did not inform us about your coming over earlier. Nero left for a mission early in the morning and will be back late at night. It will just be me alone in the house all day, so I would really appreciate it if you were to come in and keep me company, Mr. Sparda. It is a busy day up ahead for me."

If Vergil were to be absolutely honest, he had no idea what to talk to his son's wife about. Ever since his reunion with Nero, he had not had the chance to meet Kyrie personally often at all; the men always had their bonding sessions over alcohol either over at Dante's joint, or in pizzerias or bars. Kyrie never really joined in since alcohol and pizzas were never her thing, and even during Nero's and Kyrie's subsequent wedding, Vergil had done his bare minimum as the groom's father –Dante substituting for Kyrie's father and walking her down the aisle with a proud dad-like smile. It was very safe to say that while his relationship with his son was improving very slowly, his relationship with his daughter-in-law had not progressed past the initial point of first meet.

But Vergil decided that he needed to start trying. Now that he had increasingly become a slightly bigger role in his son's life, he needed to learn more about the woman that his son had pledged himself to. While he recognized that he was in no position to the judge the woman as her father-in-law, there had at least to be some sort of effort on his end to get to know her, after all.

"As long as I am not inconveniencing you." Vergil replied respectfully, and stepped into the apartment, closing the door behind him.

The joyful smile that he got in reply was undeserving –he had done nothing except to agree to come into the house – and Vergil honestly hoped that he would not regret his choice of putting himself in an awkward situation.

"Please make yourself at home, Mr. Sparda. I will offer you a drink once my hands are clean." Kyrie bade quickly, hurrying back to the kitchen.

Vergil wasn't sure how to 'make himself at home' since he had never truly been comfortable in anywhere else other than Dante's joint. Still, he did his best with a stiff back as he walked into the living room and took a seat on the couch stiffly, looking around at the cleanly-kept surroundings.