When I'm Gone

Chapter 1-Another World

Paring: DantexNero.

Summary: AU, Demons and Angels coming into play, Nero being the hated Half-angel, half-Demon hybrid, come's across a man who's the legendary son of Sparda. Who happens to be half-Demon. A tale of forbidden love, sacrifices and loss.

Warnings: Will have yaoi, maybe smut in later chapters, cussing, violence, and whatever comes up along the way.

Disclaimer: I wish.

A/N: Ok, this is actually something I wrote to pass the time, seeing as my laptop is being a BITCH and won't let me post, so I have to wait it out. In the meantime, I'm going to continue my series. Like 'Watch The City Burn' and 'When Worlds Collide'. I gotta do all this writting, and I kinda don't wanna, but I have to. I also found out the origin of Nero's name. I'll be so kind as to put it here, just so you know.

Nero-A Roman Emperor famous for being a tyrant :D

Fun Fact: He partook in the Olympics. The Emperor won in 7 different competitions only because all the contestants were afraid to best him. He even won the singing contest, despite the fact that he couldn't hold a note to save his life. After Nero's death, his winning records were buried and forgotten.

Nero glared at any passing person. He was on edge, and the fact that his demon arm was showing didn't help. Oh how he would love to wrap it up, but being half angel AND half demon made it impossible. His arm would just burn off the bandages or glove he put on it. It was a piss off to no end, and the poor hybrid didn't really know what to do now. He was sent away from the holy city Fortuna for being part demon, though they seemed to worship them.

In that city, Nero was loved for being part angel and hated for being part demon. People made snide remarks, like "I bet your demon father raped that poor angel woman and she was forced to carry you as a sin" or "Your just a walking sin that shouldn't be alive". Things like that hurt Nero, especially because he didn't know who his mother OR father was. It stung. It really stung.

With a deep set frown, the young man continued on his way through the town that just bordered Fortuna. The people kept glancing at his arm and this made Nero uneasy. The attention he was getting made him nervous. A glance around told him the next city he would be heading into was named 'Capulet' and Nero blinked. That name sounded familiar, like he knew it from somewhere.

Turning to someone, Nero asked a simple question. "What's Capulet city?" He asked, the person's eyes growing wide. The woman looked clearly shocked, and opened her mouth to respond.

"Why would a handsome, and young man like yourself go to the 'city of sin'?" She asked, not knowing why someone like this young man would go to a place like that. Sure, they had a great protector against Demons, though he was half-demon himself, but that city was full of drugs, murderers, rapists, prostitution and fighting. A man as adorable as this would be fresh meat.

"I don't think it best if you go to Capulet. An adorable man like yourself would be fresh meat to all the terrible things that go on in that city. Just a word of the wise" The woman said and continued walking, not giving Nero a chance to respond to her first question. With more curiosity than before, Nero continued to the city of sin, ignoring what the woman said, though he should have listened to the woman when she told him a warning.

Hours later, Nero arrived at the outskirts of Capulet city, and with his sensitive nose, who could smell the horrible smell of sex, and blood, and other foul smells that he had to cover his nose. His azure eyes began to water up, and he coughed a little before he continued on. Getting closer, the smell seemed to get stronger, and the poor 18 year old hybrid had to use the cover of his denim jacket and take a deep breath of it, smelling himself, and kept walking.

The further he got into the city, he could tell why it was called the city of sin. It wasn't smart to have arrived at night, but Nero didn't have a choice in the matter. All around him, on the streets, trash littered around, the homeless begged for money and shelter, woman in skanky clothes smiled and winked at him (some men did in fact do the same to him), and Nero knew that he wasn't going to get along with many of the people in this city.

The hybrid teen kept going and it irked him even more when someone walked up and asked if he was related to someone named "Dante" It was a woman clad in leather, pants and a bodice with long blond hair. Nero narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing this woman was also of the breed 'Demon'. "Who the hell is Dante?" Nero asked, looking at the woman dead in the eye. She blinked and cocked her head slightly.

"You don't know of the half-demon who owns the biggest demon slaying agency, 'Devil May Cry'?" She asked, surprised. Nero raised a brow at her and shook his head. "Should I?" He wondered aloud. The woman in turn shook her head.

"No, but it would be normal" She said and walked off, leaving Nero behind and scowling at the blond woman's back. The white haired male kept walking as the night went on, the street lights becoming brighter as the sky and alleys grew darker, and shadow's seemed to lurk around every corner. That didn't bother the hybrid though. He was a skilled fighter, seasoned even.

After many years of trying to fight of the armies or Fortuna in self-defense, he learned really quickly. Also, he was half demon/angel, so there was that to. Nero glanced around and he noticed that a few demons lurked in the shadow's, just like he thought that they would. He reached a pale hand to his thigh and pulled a gun he had dubbed 'Blue Rose' and had it cocked and ready. He had needed it in Fortuna, seeing as the armed men there seemed to be willing to fill his body with bullets. So he was prepared to return the favor.

Keeping the gun hidden, Nero walked down the alleyway. Dangerous? Yes. Stupid? Double yes. Possibility to get killed/and-or raped? Very high. Nero's eyes picked up on all and any sound or movement. The azure orbs glowed slightly in the dark, due to Nero's blood properties.

A quick movement made the man point the gun down the alley. A dark scaled demon grinned at him, and Nero sneered in response, and it only seemed to make the demon grin even more than before.

"Such a cute hybrid...Oh~ Angel too" It purred as it slunk closer. Nero growled and the demon chuckled.

"So you can talk. Wow, and here I thought all demons were nasty brainless beasts. What a shocker!" Nero taunted. The demon's grin fell and it narrowed it's red eyes. Snarling, it bared it's teeth and the young man found himself mirroring the move, showing his sharp white teeth. The demon's back seemed to vibrate as it growled louder, and Nero got and odd feeling from the vibrations that bounced off the alley walls.

"Your an insolent little brat! At least your cute" It purred again, and slithered closer, the smell of blood and rot hitting Nero's nose hard. It was like a punch in the nose, and the poor hybrid wasn't very appreciative of this. Waving his hand, the one without the gun (Demon arm) he sneered, his plump lips set into a nasty look. This damn demon was way to bi-polor for his liking.

"Phew! Do you ever bathe? That smell won't get you a mate or even a bed partner anytime soon, not even if you rape a hybrid like me" Nero said, making the demon's frill puff up like a cobra and it lunged. Nero rolled away and grinned like a crazy person as he aimed Blue Rose and fired rounds at the demon. Said demon hissed in anger and pain as it's red eyes zeroed in on Nero's devil arm.

"So you got a mutation also. Hm, I guess you're not as perfect as the son of Sparda, but no matter. Your face is still cute enough to slice to little piece's" It sneered, lunging again. The hybrid growled lowly, this was the second time something (someone) has called him cute, and it was really starting to tick him off.

Moving fluidly and quickly, Nero shot rounds into the demons neck, and ran up, using his demon arm to grab the beast and sink his claw's into the beast's soft underside skin, and tearing him open. The demon gave a shrill scream and bucked around, trying to get Nero off of him, but Nero only responded by digging deeper into the soft flesh and grabbing the thing's windpipe, and crushing it. The demon almost instantly stopped moving and fell limp.

With a disgusted look, Nero wiped his arm off on the demon's dead hide and holstered Blue Rose again, before continuing on his way through the city.

Another few hours of wandering, Nero was seated in the almost empty diner sipping at a mug of coffee. It was around 2 something in the morning, and Nero was dead beat tired, but he had nowhere to crash and no money to get himself very far. The waitress walked up, offering another refill of coffee and gave Nero a sympathetic look.

"A handsome young man like yourself isn't safe here, but if anything, you could go to Devil May Cry. I'm sure with an arm like that you've got some skill in hunting demons. The man, Dante, there might hire you" She said, and laid a hand on Nero's shoulder. Said male looked up and into soft green eye's. She grinned back at him and Nero nodded, only showing the barest hints of a smile.

"Thanks"

"No problem, hun" She said and walked off. It was a little odd that someone was so nice to the young man, and it made him uneasy. First, it was that woman outside of Capulet, and now this woman, who was just a waitress INSIDE Capulet. Nero shook his head as he continued to drink his coffee hot and dark, no sugar or cream.

After he finished his second mug, Nero stood and made his way to the register, handing the woman a few spare bills he had and walked out. The night was cold, the air crisp, and the smell of fresh cold air seemed to replace the dark smells from before. After walking a little farther, Nero realized he never asked the woman where Devil May Cry be, let alone saw anyone up right now (that wouldn't molest him) that would tell him.

It was getting closer and closer to 3'o clock. Nero wasn't paranoid, but he was a little wary. I mean, demons were supposed to come out the most around that time, and the last thing Nero wanted right now was to deal with another damn demon. He was tired, and he sure as hell wasn't in the mood. Nero wandered past a small run-down park and found a bench to rest on. He ran a hand through his hair, and sighed deeply.

Sure, it was nice of the woman to give him that information, but he didn't have a clue how to find this 'Dante' guy, or a damn place to sleep! That in itself, was irritating enough. The male leaned back into the bench, draping his arms over the back and spreading out his long lean legs, stretching them from his good day or two of walking. He was hardly able to sit when he was ran form Fortuna.

The hybrid was almost asleep when his ear caught the sound of almost silent footsteps and he had his gun from his thigh, cocked and pointed faster than you could say "Holy shit! Chuck Norris!". The person was a woman, and she looked quite pissed. She herself had a bazooka pointed and at the ready to shoot Nero, so the man didn't take offense. They both had weapons pointed, so it was even.

The woman had on brown boots, white short shorts and an open revealing white top. Her eyes were covered by glasses, and her hands were covered in a pair of red/brown gloves. Nero could easily feel the glare she was giving. "Who the fuck are you?" She hissed out and Nero growled deeply, slightly angry that some random person was demanding things from him. He didn't like it, and he already didn't like her.

"Why don't you just find out? It can't be that hard" Nero sneered, challenging the woman. She glared, her brown hair swishing as she moved to shoot Nero with the bazooka with an odd butcher knife at the end. Nero dodged the on coming projectile and shot the woman in the leg, the bullets lodging in her thigh. She winced slightly, and glared fiercely at Nero.

The two continued to fire round after round at each other, neither making much progress. After a few hours or spewing insults, and bullets, the woman and Nero sat on the ground, bloody and healing. Nero laid his head back against the brick building and relaxed. The woman relaxed also, seeming quite content to ask Nero as many questions as she could.

"Your name is Nero Angelo, huh? That's a weird name" She said, smirking slightly. Damn, she's been spending way to much time around Dante. Nero glared half-heartedly. "Yeah? And what's yours?" He asked, raising a brow. The brunette grinned. "Lady. Just Lady though, nothing else" She answered him.

"Your human, right?" Nero asked. Lady nodded. "Yeah, I'm human. But what about you? What are you? I saw, you heal really fast and you got that funky arm going on there" She said, gesturing to said arm. Nero subconsciously shifted to hide his arm, even if slightly.

"No, I'm not human. I'm half demon and half angel. Trust me, it's not as cool as it sounds, it sucks ass in fact" Nero said and Lady snorted a laugh, and Nero found himself cracking a smile. "So what'cha doing here in the lovely city of Capulet?" She asked, sarcasm thick in her voice. Nero actually laughed this time, and rubbed at his nose.

"Well, actually I was looking for a job at this agency called 'Devil May Cry' because I got nothing to lose" Nero said, and Lady blinked at him.

"I work for the owner of Devil May Cry. Well, it's more like he works for me, seeing as he's in debt to me" She said chuckling. The snowy haired male found himself laugh slightly, even if it was mostly muffled. He shook his head, and Lady just smiled.

"I only just met you, and for some reason I don't doubt you what so ever" Nero said and stood, stretching his arms over his head and arching his back, making Lady whistle, and raise a brow. Said man stopped and turned to her, a light pink tint to his cheeks.

"What?"

"I can't believe you haven't been whored out to someone by a pimp already. If you don't have one of the finest bodies around, then I don't know who does. The only body that you rival is that of a man that is half demon, and hot damn he's got one fine body. Nice and strong, all toned and large" Lady kept going on and on about this perfect masculine body but Nero wasn't listening. He realized a few seconds in that it didn't matter if he was listening to Lady or not.

"-and he also has nice eyes, though he's also an ass. Not to mention a player, and Devil May Cry is this way. Anyway, he's-" And right there was where Nero tuned Lady out and followed her. She was babbling about random things, even if she would deny it later and shoot you for bringing it up. Now she was talking about guns and weapons.

"-but I've been with this baby since then. Named her Kalina Ann, turn this way. Yup, she's really trustworthy, unlike Sparda-" Ah, and Nero cut her off again, just following her as she ranted about lousy workers and how he's so in debt and how he eats to much pizza. The amount of useless things Lady was saying piled up as they headed back to DMC.

Every few sentences or so, Lady would mention something about the way to Devil May Cry that caught Nero's attention. Other wise, most of what Lady said was useless to Nero. Soon or later though, they got to a large building with a neon sign that said "Devil May Cry" in bold red.

Lady gestured to the large wood doors. "That there is the DMC agency, go on in, Dante won't bite. Me" She said with a small snicker, though Nero never noticed, to nervous about going in. He walked in none the less and was surprised to see a large man behind a desk, using the top as a foot rest, and was leaning back, an ammo magazine covering his face as he slept. His large muscular arms were crossed over a well muscled chest.

Nero found himself drooling slightly, and almost jumped from his skin when the man leaned forward, his piercing icy blue eyes staring into Nero's own ocean blue. "Dante, I brought someone who would be a good partner for you. Fought with him myself. Since me and Trish can't deal with your for more than a few short days, I though he would be a good partner" Lady said and turned and left.

The two snowy haired males watched her leave, the man at the desk with slight anger and Nero with nervousness. His azure eyes almost screamed 'Don't leave me! I don't know him!' as she left, closing the wood doors behind herself. The 18 year old turned to the man, his mouth snapped firmly shut for fear of making a sound, or making a puddle on the floor.

Shit, this man WAS sexy! Lady was actually right! The man grinned and leaned back in his chair. "Dante Sparda, owner of Devil May Cry" He said, him being the first to break the ice. Nero blinked. "I'm Nero Angelo and I actually came to work here. I don't care if I don't get paid, I just need a place to stay for a while" Nero said, hoping that Dante said yes.

Not because he was great on the eyes, (well that to) but because Dante seemed like a nice guy, and Nero wouldn't mind being friends. (or something more, but from what Nero heard, Dante was a big player, and most likely not into men).

There was a moment of tense silence and Nero bit his lip, making it drip a little bit of blood as Dante seemed to think about it. Nero never noticed how Dante's nose seemed to pick up the smell of angel and demon blood mixed. It was a very, very rare mix, and a delicious elixir all together. So this kid was a rare hybrid...

"Why not. You will get paid, but the money will only be used for needs. Got me?" He said, and Nero nodded his head obediently, not willing to lose the only home he has. He just got it, why throw it away?

"Good. Your room is up the stairs and to the left" Dante said, and Nero nodded his head before turning and heading up the stairs. Dante enjoyed the view of the kids perky ass as he ran. Damn, that was a fine ass. He would have to try and convert the kid to the dark side. I mean why the hell not? C'mon, the dark side has Dante fucking Sparda! Fuck the cookie's, they got Dante!

With a grin, Dante headed to his own room and changed, getting ready for bed. It was seriously late, and he needed his beauty sleep! After changing into his silky red bottoms and no shirt, he trotted back down the stairs and into the kitchen for water, when a truly arousing sight greeted him. It was the kid, in only boxers and a tank-top, tilting his head back and chugging a glass of water, a stray drop slipping from the corner of his mouth and down his chin.

Holding his body back, and keeping his devil side at bay, Dante brushed past the kid and grabbed his own glass and sipped it, taking it back upstairs with him. Nero followed behind him, heading to his new room. After both walking into their rooms, Nero silently opened his door just a crack and poked his head out.

"Hey Dante? Thanks" Nero said rather shyly and went back into his room, closing the door behind him. He wasn't able to see Dante smirk from his own bedroom. The smirk was like a cat's, more like a grin. A simple Cheshire grin.

Tbc.

I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY. THE END .

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