Title: Gratitude Word Count: 333 Fandom: Devil May Cry Rating: PG Sorry maybe the hardest word, but thanks isn't to easy either...
It‘s all well and good saving the world and all. Just don’t expect any thanks. You’d think the people of Fortuna would like to have the guy who saved them use is good strong arm to help rebuild the city.
Or that they would at least tolerate him as long as he made himself useful and Kyrie vouched for him. It’s not as if people didn’t know who she was; or who he was for that matter.
Nero guessed that past deeds counted for nothing, when your ‘Inhumanity’ was clear for all to see.
Nero ducked into a doorway dragging Kyrie in with him. “Nero, it’s nothing!” She complained. “Just give me a second to talk sense to them”.
Nero took her face in his hands.
“A black eye is not ‘nothing’.” He said darkly. “And If I don’t get us both out of here right now, Human or not I’m going to give them more than a black eye.”
Kyrie closed her eyes and covered both of Nero’s hands with her own. “But where will we go? Fortuna is all we have left.”
Nero rested his forehead against hers. “I don’t know Kyrie; but we still have each other right?”
“And don’t forget about little ol’ me.”
Nero sighed and looked at the wall opposite the doorway.
“What are you doing here?”
Dante smirked. “I’d just thought I’d see how you were and that’s the thanks I get.”
Kyrie pulled away from Nero but she was smiling. Nero almost considered thanking Dante just for that, it had been days since she had smiled.
“Of course I understand,” Dante clapped a hand over his heart “Wounded pride, being chased out of town and all. You gotta take it out on someone.”
Then again he could just insult him.
“How about you buy us all a couple of pizzas and you can stay at my place?”
Or maybe he could just keep his mouth shut and accept some help with good grace for once.