Note: This is a Valentine's Day Treat! I don't own DMC so don't sue! Don't forget to leave all Roses, Valentines and other goodies at the door! *grins wide*

Chapter 1: Realization

Dante woke up to his alarm clock and shooting the damned thing to high heaven! He turned to see if Nero had woken up and breathed a sigh of relief, he hadn't. He didn't need the younger slayer pissed off at him again. It was just yesterday…

"'Dante,'" The younger demon Slayer began wistfully while sitting on Dante's desk.

"'Do you know what tomorrow is?'" Dante looked up from his magazine and shrugged.

"'Um Saturday?'" He asked. Nero glared at him and jumped off the desk. He and Dante had been going out for a while but when Dante acted dense, it pissed Nero off to no end.

"'Dante, how can you forget what tomorrow is?!'" He asked. "Everywhere you look people are getting ready for it! Do you walk around with your head up your ass?" Dante blinked at the younger slayer's hissy fit. What the hell was his problem? He was about to say something when the phone rang. He picked up the phone, and watched Nero seething in the corner.

"Devil May Cry, Dante here.'" He said. He listened and took down the address of the job. "'You know we only take cash right?'" He asked. He smirked as he heard the price. "'You got it, see you soon.'" He hung up the phone and turned to Nero. "'Gotta run babe. I'll see you later.'" Nero glared at him and shouted.

"'Bring me Godiva or don't come home!'"

(Meanwhile somewhere on the other side of town)

"Vergil Sparda!" Trish shouted from the kitchen. "How can you forget that Valentine's Day is today?" Vergil winced from his book in his hiding spot, the study. He didn't mean to forget but with the demon population reproducing like cockroaches, Vergil had been up to his neck in exterminating the pests. Since Mundus' defeat on Mallet Island and Dante had escaped with Trish, Vergil had regained his sense of self. He had been disgusted with all he had done and even through he hadn't made himself visible to Dante at first, he had helped him in keeping the demons in check. He rescued Trish from certain death when the woman was surrounded by about a good hundred demons. Since then, he and Trish worked together and then later, dated. It had been a good while since then and even though he loved Trish with all he had, the older Sparda felt as if he had been whipped. It wasn't his fault that he had forgotten that Valentine's Day was today. But, he had to find a way to get out of the doghouse. He closed his book with a bang and after grabbing his replacement blade, Kiyo (which looked similar to Yamoto), he snuck out of the house through the window and went down the street. As he walked down toward the slums, he heard a voice…it was the last voice he wanted to hear…

"What the hell is Godiva anyway? And why the hell was Nero so pissed off? What did I do now?" Vergil had to smirk. His cocky brother had gotten himself into a jam. He remembered Nero. The boy was a spitfire of a devil but what was Dante so concerned? Perhaps they're dating? He was about to move when he heard the click of a gun. He turned and saw his brother.

"I thought you were dead." Dante said as he lowered his guns. "What are you doing in this part of town?"

"I had to take a walk. Trish was ready to take my head off. We've been dating for a while now. What are you doing out here? There are no demon sightings."

"Nero's had a hissy fit yesterday and even though he's asleep, he's probably still mad for one and two; I took a mission on the east side of town."

"Would you like some assistance? I have nothing to do and I could use the exercise." Dante smirked and nodded. As the two brothers walked down to the east, it was Dante who broke the silence.

"Verge, what's Godiva?" The older one looked at him and raised an eyebrow.

"Why do you ask?"

"Cause that's what Nero wanted… Yesterday he said if I don't bring it, to not come home." Vergil looked at his younger brother and held back a laugh, schooled his face then answered.

"They're chocolates brother." He said. "The best in fact and quite expensive… He asked for those?" Dante nodded and Vergil smirked. "Then, those are what you should get."

"He kept harping about tomorrow (which is today...) I told him it was Saturday and he blew up!" Vergil tried to keep cool but with Dante's look of confusion and the situation, it was proving to be more and more difficult.

"Dante," He began, biting back a laugh. "Today's Valentine's Day." The look and his brother's face was priceless. He had gone pale, had gulped and his Nordic blue eyes widened in the one emotion Vergil had never seen: fear.

"Holy SHIT!!!"

Am I bad or what? Anyway Chapter 2 on the way so hold on tight! As for Sparda's Last Rebellion, don't worry I'll update that too! Happy Valentine's Day!