We are one +19+

The week went over quickly, even if it seemed like years for Nero. He spent most of the time sleeping long - if he even could, lying around lazily and read, or even go for a ride on his new scooter. Sunday's evening then turned out to be the worst. The boy kept waiting for his friend to arrive at the orphanage so that he could call him, but every time he tried they just told him that he wasn't there yet. Dante watched their son with a gentle smile as he stepped into the reception. "No luck yet?" Nero shook his head. "It's strange, but no...!" Vergil looked up with from his poetry book when a shy knock came from the door.  “Please open the door, Nero.” He said, relaxing back into his brother's arms again.

The younger smiled, resting his chin on his brother's shoulder, also looking into the book, his eyes halfway closed. He just loved to sit together like this, with his brother, just relaxing. Nero sighed, unwillingly leaving Dante's desk and the phone. One of the twins could have stood up too! He went to the door, opening it with his right arm - powerful enough to crash it - but he stopped it in the last second. “U-Uh, Hi, Nero.” Simon said with a shy smile as he removed his hair from his face. His best friend had not changed during the week he'd been gone, and Simon was glad to see that he looked somewhat healthy, even with that pissy face that turned into one of shock and amazement. "S-Simon...?!" The boy looked at his friend as if he was a ghost. "W-what are you doing here already?" Wasn't he supposed to show up tomorrow in the morning? For a  short time he could not move at all, then he suddenly jumped forward, throwing his arms around the other boy while beaming with joy. "Damn it, I missed you so bad! It seemed like years!"

Dante chuckled, when he looked up to the door. "You think he'll tell him?" he whispered into his brother's ear, his arms wrapped around the elder’s stomach. Vergil shrugged, leaning to place a gentle kiss onto his brother's lips. “I hope so for all of us.” He said with a grin, watching the boys again. “I missed you too, Nero.” Simon murmured, burying his face in the other's neck, savoring his scent and warmth. Dante returned the kiss gently, then he gave his brother a lovingly smile. "We'll see." he stated, gazing to the door again. "Now Nero, let the poor boy come in first, you'll have enough time I bet." Nero blushed deeply. Dante was right! "I'm sorry!" he said, dragging Simon including his luggage inside, before he kicked the door shut. "You'll have to tell me everything about your trip, okay?" he asked then, excited and happy, looking into the boy's beautiful amber eyes. Simon nodded, shyly glancing at the twins. “Y-Yeah.” Vergil smiled, releasing himself to rise and walk up to the boy. “Welcome.” He said offering his hand.

Nero blinked a few times, releasing his friend of the embrace too, while he gave Vergil a 'please-do-me-the-favor-to-keep-silent-look'. It would be more than just embarrassing if he just said anything about what they had talked about last week. Dante smirked when he noticed Nero's facial expression. Slowly he shook his head. He knew that Vergil could be a true meanie, but he'd never do something like that to the boy! Simon took the man's hand politely but seemed to be a little more freaked out by the tall and graceful man. He seemed to be somewhat dangerous. “Thank you.” He said, inclining his head respectfully. Vergil returned to his brother, tugging him up. “Perhaps we should leave the two alone, don't you agree, Dante?” The younger sighed, then snorted. "C'mon Vergil, sit down again... I don't think that they'd like to hang around at the reception all evening. Nero has his own room so no need to worry. And if we stay here they could even use the living-room and watch some TV or DVD or what it's all about with that modern crap... I'm far too lazy to do anything else than sitting and watch you reading..."

Nero was already up to pull Simon into their flat. "We're getting some tea or orange juice or whatever and... well dunno...!" he called, giving the twins a sly grin. "You see?" Dante smirked, dragging his brother back onto the couch. Vergil sighed as he sat down again, opening the book and relaxing against his brother. “You've changed, Dante.” He murmured with a smile as Simon was dragged into the kitchen. “T-They seem to be nice.” He said quietly, playing with the hem of his sweater. Dante raised an eyebrow, as he laid his arms around his brother's waist again. "Have I? In a good or a bad way...?" he asked, placing his chin onto Vergil's shoulder again to look at the book.

"Oh yeah, they are." Nero turned around, leaning against the counter. "Green tea or orange juice?" he wanted to know, gazing at his friend with a warm smile. "They're weird sometimes, as they are similar to me...," he pointed at his right arm, "but they're the nicest people that I could imagine, and they really care for me..." Vergil smiled. “In a good way, of course. The old Dante would never sit like this with me.” He said, flipping the page. “They're.. Like you?” Simon asked cautiously. “Then, you're not as lonely as you said you were.” He smiled. “And juice, please.” Nero sighed. "Before I got to know them I thought... that I was the only one with... such strange powers and.. agh... you know..." the boy shook his head while he got two glasses to fill them up with some orange juice he took out of the fridge. he reall hated to talk about things like that, and he still didn't know what he should think about his arm. Sometimes he was still ashamed of it. "Oh... and... there's something more I have to ask you..." he said, reaching out one of the glasses for Simon to grab. "We... we didn't place another bed into my room yet... Dante wanted to do this tomorrow so... w-would you mind... sleeping in mine with me for at least one night...?" he blushed deeply, sipping on his juice to distract himself.

Dante laughed quietly. "I'm still in for action, not that you think I'm getting old, but... I must admit that our little family life is quite relaxing and wonderful. I hope you'll never deny humanity anymore." he turned his head to place a gentle kiss onto his twin's cheek. "I can't help it but to spend as much time with you as i can..." Vergil chuckled. “We are only partially humans, all three of us, but no. No more raids to destroy the world. Someone has to look after you.” He said giving his brother a wink.

“U-Um, n-no, I don't mind that at all.” Simon said, his pale cheeks instantly turning crimson as he took the glass from his friend. “I'd not mind at all.” He murmured to himself as he drank of the juice his friend had prepared. "Fine!" Nero said a little too fast and excited, blushing even deeper and grinning abashed. That went too good to be true, and somehow it was good that his friend showed up today. "So what are we going to do now? Any ideas? You could at least tell me about your trip." he said, trying to calm down a bit. Inwardly he was thinking about how to explain his feelings to the other boy, but he didn't really have a clue how to start. “The trip was as bad as always.” Simon said casually, leaning against the counter. “The same lake, the same activities, the same people trying to run away. The director had me beaten up because I found a cat I cuddled with.” He sighed deeply, almost loosing himself in his thoughts again. “And you asked what we can do? We could watch a movie.” He said with a grin. “I have brought the Grudge. Uncut version.” He gave the other a wink. Nero sighed deeply. "But last year’s trip was nice. No director, only the vice director who was really nice, and you were there too." he answered, then returned the grin. "Well, why not. I think we can claim the living-room for two hours." The boy turned around, opening one of the cupboard to look for some snacks. "Hah! Crisps, peanuts, salt-sticks... or jelly beans?" he asked as he gazed back to his friend. "Or even all at once?" He didn't mind, he could eat like hell anyway. Simon smiled gently, wanting more than ever to reach out and touch his friend. “Okay, but they don't mind, do they?” He asked cautiously. The two men which had adopted his friend, he did not want to upset them.

Nero laughed as he chose the crisps and put them into a bowl. Then he took two bottles of coke out of the fridge, handing them over to Simon. "They'd never mind. I think they'd even go on a holiday if I asked them to leave us the house for a week, but I don't mind them being around. I mean... you'll really like them once you get to know them better. Come." The boy left the kitchen, leading his friend into the living room where he placed the bowl onto the table. "Just make yourself at home, they'd like to see that too." Simon sucked on the nail to his thumb before he shyly sat down at the end of the couch. He hated the fact that he was so shy, but there was nothing he could do to cure it. “U-Um, N-Nero, you'll sit next to me, right?” He asked, blushing deeply. Nero smirked. "I could even sit on the floor if ya don't want me to." he stated as he trwe the DVD in. Then he jumped back to the couch, watching his friend for a short while until he grinned again. The way he sat there was just perfect to... the younger sat down next to Simon, then swung his legs onto the couch, lying down with his head resting in the other's lap. "Ya don't mind me, do you?" he asked with a wink while he blushed another time.

“U-Um, no.” Simon murmured, his face turning red again as he let his fingers run freely through the younger boy's silvery hair. ‘Oh heaven help me!’ He thought as he tried to concentrate on the movie, and not on the way Nero's chest rose and fell as he was breathing. Nero didn't really get much of the film himself. Simon's stroking felt too good to not concentrate on it fully. He even closed his eyes sometimes, just savoring the gentle touch. "I could stay where I am for ages..." he finally said, when the movie was already over for some time. Simon blushed deeply, his fingers coming to brush over the other's cheek. Oh, Oh how soft his skin was! “Yeah, me too.” He then finally murmured. He'd never been happier in his entire life. Nero blinked lazily, his cheeks tinted in a dark crimson as he felt the other's touch. "Shall we... go to bed?" he asked softly, knowing that it would be even more comfortable. Simon nodded slowly, letting the boy lead him to the bedroom. It was quite spacious, and it smelled of Nero. Only the later made Simon love the room. He sank down on the bed, his fingers running over the comforter. “It's nice.” He said with a smile.

Nero laughed happily. He was glad that Simon liked his room, that maybe soon would become his one's too. "Yeah it is. A good place to hide from Dante and Vergil, if they're 'playing'." he giggled, then slowly started to undress himself. He didn't care if his friend would look at him or not. He only left his boxers on as he walked over to the door. The boy opened it again, bending forward so that he was only halfway out of the room. "We're going to bed!" he called before he closed the door again. That should do. Simon swallowed when Nero begun to undress, and he turned his head away immediately, only glancing back at his friend shyly. “W-What do you mean by playing? I thought they were twins?” He asked, his eyes locked on the wall next to him. Nero blushed, hesitating to tum around again. he hid his arm behind his back as he finally decided to face his friend again. "Well..." he shrugged, grinning abashed. "They... I mean... sometimes they chase... each other through the house if they have a fight again, and it's not the best choice to be in their way then." He didn't really want to tell Simon the WHOLE story right now. That would be a little too hard for the beginning.

Simon nodded slowly, rising and brushing his fingers over his friend's demonic arm. “Don't hide it, Nero. It's a part of what makes you what you are, and I don't want you to be ashamed of it.” He said sternly. Nero blinked a few times, staring onto the floor while he bit his lower lip. He had almost jerked when his friend touched his arm. "U-uhm... b-but..." he stammered quietly, not daring to look up again. "You know what they all call me... and... Even Dante and Vergil are... quite normal... You... do not understand this, y-you can't..." Simon withdrew, closing up again. “I-I'm sorry, Nero.” He said quietly, sitting down on the bed again. “I might not know, but I don't want to see you suffering.” Nero closed his eyes for a moment, sighing inwardly. When he opened them again he went over to the bed, sitting down next to his friend. "It's okay Simon... I'm not making any impeachment. I'm just... not human, you know? At least... only one half of me actually is..." the boy took a deep breath, staring onto the floor again. Before he kept thinking of confessing his love or whatever, he should tell his friend everything that he needed to know. Otherwise it wouldn't be fair at all.

Simon sighed heavily, relaxing his head on the other's shoulder. “I care for you too much to see you in pain, Nero. But I can't help it but to feel that there's something you're keeping from me.” He murmured with another sigh. Nero took a deep breath, as he turned his head away, his eyes closing again. "I... I killed someone..." he whispered then, biting his lower lip tight enough for it to bleed slightly. Simon gasped, sitting up. “You did... What?” He whimpered, his eyes wide. “H-How? W-Why!?”
"W-with... that one..." he lifted his right arm, which started to glow in a light blue tint. "S-she was... a demon though... She was after me and... I..." he broke up, his voice trembling too much to go on, tears running down his cheeks. "I... I just couldn't help it.. I... I had to do it..." he added after a short while, burying his face in both hands. Simon swallowed hard, his own tears threatening to spill as he embraced his friend. “Oh Nero, she could have killed you. You did nothing wrong!” He whispered, his arms tight around the other male. "B-but still... I... I killed her... I didn't want it... but I lost my self-control..." he cried, leaning his forehead against Simon's shoulder, his slender body shaking noticeable. "That is... what frightens me the most, Simon..."

Simon ran his fingers through his friend's hair. “You're young, Nero. It's powerful, the demon in you. You said they're like you, your new parents, then they can help you. I know you, you always know what you're doing!” He whispered, just wishing so hard that the other would stop crying. Sobbing silently, Nero wrapped his arms around his friend. "I... just hope that you are right..." he whispered softly, closing his eyes for a moment, trying to calm down again. "That... doesn't scare you...?" he asked quietly as he lifted his head a bit, locking their eyes for a while. “Nero, you would never scare me. You're my best friend and I l-“ Simon fell silent blushing deeply. Shit, now he had truly made such a fool out of himself.

"You...?" Nero bit his lower lip again as he caught a glimpse of his friend blushing again. Could he have really tried to tell him what he was thinking about HOW to say all the time? “U-Um, nothing. Just forget it, okay.” Simon murmured while cursing himself. ‘Now he'll be freaked out, fuck it, Simon!’ He thought to himself and all he wanted to do was to bang his head into nearest wall. Nero sighed while he released himself of his friend's embrace to lay down next to him. "Get rid of your clothes and then come in." he said softly, his own cheeks reddened again. He was so bloody unsure - how the hell should he speak out something like that? Maybe Vergil was right and he was just blind? Simon blushed. “M-Mh.” He uttered before rising. He let his clothes fall to the floor in a graceful manner, as he always did, and then folded them to place them on a nearby chair. When he turned around again, Nero was already under the cover and Simon joined him, already freezing. “It's cold here.” He murmured while wrapping his own arms around his shivering body.

Nero smiled slightly. "But not for long." he whispered, moving a little closer to his friend, so that he could face him, while his right hand touched him hesitatingly. The boy could feel the power that inhabited it. "I... uhm... can I... ask you something...?" Nero whispered, just to blush again. Simon gasped when his skin was gently touched by his friend. His caress was so gentle and warm. “S-Sure, Nero. Anything.” He said with a soft smile upon his lips, removing a streak of his raven hair behind his ear. Nero searched for words, seeming abashed for a moment. "D-did you ever... kiss somebody...? I mean... a REALLY deep kiss...?" he asked then, feeling the urge to hide under his blanket at the same time. Simon had to laugh, even if it made him feel guilty. “No, Nero. I'm seventeen but haven't kissed anyone before but my mother when I was younger. Kind of pathetic, no?” He smiled again, trying to make up for laughing earlier. By the laughter of his friend the younger had to smile, if he wanted or not. He simply moved his right arm over Simon's waist, as if he didn't think about it, not even for a second. "And... if you could choose someone you'd like to give your first kiss to, who would that be?" he wanted to know, his eyes slightly sparking in the dark of their room. "Honestly?" Nero chewed his lower lip. He had to admit that this question was really mean, but maybe it would give him two answers at once...?

Simon fell silent, that warm hand on his waist burning him. “T-That's cruel, Nero!” He whispered, his fingers coming to brush against the other's jaw. “B -But honestly? I'd give it to... I'd give it to you.” Nero stared at his friend for a while. Even in their dark room he could make out every feature of the other boy's face perfectly. He had hoped for this to hear, but it still shocked him a little. Finally he just shook his head, beaming with joy. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't. Slowly, he pulled his hand back, cupping the other's cheek with it, while it's slight glowing lit up both their faces a bit. The light-blue light seemed to pulse when Nero moved his own face closer to his friend's, his eyes halfway closed. Simon wrapped his arms around the other's neck as their lips met, sending an electrified bolt through his entire body. This was what he had longed for since the very day he had seen the boy, and it felt so amazing. Nero kissed the other boy's lips as gentle as he could, his fingers running through Simon's long black hair. It felt so marvelous! He broke kiss, locking their eyes each into another. "Do you... want... a... real one...?" the younger asked shyly, his cheeks tinting in a dark crimson again.

“S-Sure.” Simon stammered breathlessly, already longing for that warm and safe feeling again. He couldn't ever have imagined this to happen, but here he was nonetheless, and he never wanted to leave again. Nero closed his eyes, connecting their lips for a tender kiss again, while he sneaked his arms around his friend, holding him close. He slightly parted his lips, letting his tongue stroke along the other's lips. The boy could feel his heart beating, sending soft thrills through his body that made him shiver. Simon parted his lips, moaning when their tongues touched tentatively. To hold and being held by this boy, soon to be man, was the most incredible feeling he'd ever experienced before. ‘Nero, I love you.’ He thought while he closed his eyes. Nero blinked slightly, watching his friend's face while he continued their kiss, his eyes sparkling warmly. That was so much better that what he had expected it to be. He moved as close to Simon as it was possible, only shivering again when he could feel his body so close to his own. He must feel his heart beating by now! It almost made him breathless, and when he released the kiss again, he could not say anything for a long time.

“W-Wow...” Simon whispered when his heart had stopped beating so incredibly hard in his chest. “T-That was... Wow...” Nero nodded, a warm smile lighting up his face again. "It... truly was... and...? Fulfilled your wish...?" he asked quietly, the fingers of his right hand caressing his friend's cheek tenderly, without hurting him with his claws.  “More than.” Simon said with a gentle smile as he traced his friend's lips with two fingers. “You've grown to become such a handsome boy, Nero.” He said quietly, blushing deeply. "U-uh... did I?" Nero asked abashed while he couldn't help it but to grin. "I... could say the same about you and... I'm afraid that... I have to confess something... too..." he added with a whisper, placing both arms around his friend. Simon looked curiously at his friend. “Confess...Something?” He whispered, cupping his friend's cheek.

"Y-yeah..." Nero blushed again, his cheek feeling as warm as if he had fever. "I... bet so..." he swallowed and took a deep breath then. Hell - After all it was too late to undo what he had started already. "I... it's... it's just..." he stammered, sighing deeply. That truly wasn't easy! "I love you..." he whispered finally, lancing at the other boy in fear. What if he didn't return his feelings...? Simon just looked at his friend in surprise and shock. “Y-You.... You love me?” He whispered, as if fearing that speaking the words would make them untrue. He just stared at Nero with big eyes for a long while before smiling and gently brushing his lips against the other's in a tender kiss. “I-I love you too, Nero.” He said quietly. Nero felt as if his heart was about to stop beating when the other boy just stared at him without saying a word. Why did he say anything at all? He noticed his tears which tried to make their way up to the surface, but he swallowed hard. Then, when his friend finally released him, he returned the kiss lovingly, holding him tight. He couldn't avoid the tears running down his still reddened and hot cheeks, but this time they were a sign of his incredible joy and happiness.

“Don't cry, Nero.” Simon begged, drying away the hot tears from his friend's cheeks. “Please don't cry.” He wrapped his arms around his friend's neck again, hugging him tight. Nero smiled softly. "That's no crying, Simon... It's just because... I'm so happy...! I... I think I've truly loved you since that day on our vacation last year..." he clung to his friend, leaning his head against his shoulder. Simon smiled. “I knew it, the first time I saw you. That scared yet stubborn face, and your eyes. You caught me right away there, Nero.” He said, chuckling. "I know, I know.... I'm somewhat slow..." Nero grinned, closing his eyes again. "I had to deal with our director, the bitch, how Dante or Vergil use to call her, and with myself..." He took a deep breath, savoring his friend's embrace. "But... were you never scared of me? I mean... my arm... and... everyone called me a monster, and they still do sometimes at school, you know it..." Simon nodded at the same time he took a strong grip around the boy's chin, forcing their eyes to meet. “I know they do, but I also know that you are so much better than them. I will always be by your side and kick their asses, yeah?” He said with a wink and a huge grin.

Nero nodded, smiling softly. "Yeah! If I'd do it they wouldn't survive it... that's why I always keep silent..." He sighed in relief when he moved down a bit, placing his head on the other's chest. "I'm so glad that... I finally told you what I feel for you. And..." the younger's lips curled with a smile again, when he gazed up to Simon. "There's something else I should tell you... ah... or better ask you first..."
“Yes, you HAVE control, Nero. No matter what else you think. I'm glad too.  And really, ask away, Nero.” Simon murmured, his fingers petting the other's hair. The younger chewed his lower lip, his demonic arm laid around the other's waist again. "Uhm... would you like to stay here with me? i mean... after our vacation is over...?" he asked quietly, locking their eyes again, his own carrying a hopeful expression in them. “You mean, they'd take me in?” Simon asked, his eyes widened in doubt and hope.

Nero smirked mischievous. "Didn't I tell you that they might seem strange, but that they're really nice? I truly love them. Not as my parents anyway, more like friends or such, but still, I'm so glad to be here and I never want to leave again. Vergil... caught me last week. I missed you so bad that he noticed it... and then they both came up to me, telling me that they would take you as a foster child, if you'd agree..." Simon bit his lip, not able to prevent the tears of happiness and relief that built up in his eyes. “Oh Nero.” He whispered, swallowing. “I'd love to stay here with you!” Nero chuckled slightly. "No crying then." he whispered softly, kissing away his friend's tears. "You know... I'm the one responsible for that, and I think they'd both go crazy if they suddenly had two cry-babies at the same time." He pulled the other boy close, closing his eyes again. "I'll tell them tomorrow right away, okay?" he said then, full of excitement. Simon chuckled a little, snuggling into the other's embrace as he snuck his arms safely around him. “Thank you, Nero. Thank you so much.” He whispered, burying his face in the other's neck. Nero shook his head. "Nothing to thank me, we're friends, even lovers now...?" he said, although the last part of his sentence was merely a question itself. "I'm happy with you staying here." The younger ran his finger's through Simon's long hair before he stroke it back behind his shoulder.

“Yeah.” Simon said with a smile. “Lovers.” He chuckled. “Promise me one thing, Nero? Promise that you never will abandon me?” He begged as he ran his fingers over his friend's chest and side. It wasn't something new, but everyone at the orphanage knew he had abandonment problems. Since his mom had dumped him there when he was six, he was deadly afraid that a loved one would ever betray him as badly as his mother had. Nero turned his head a bit, so that he could face the other boy. "Hey... did i forget you, when I was adopted? I kept my promise, didn't I? You don't have to be afraid. We are like..." searching for words he grimaced a little. "We are one." he smiled gently, placing a short kiss onto Simon's lips. "We protect each other and... we're there for each other." Simon nodded, slightly. “Yeah, I know. I'm just stupid, I'm sorry.” He smiled. “I'm just so scared to get abandoned again, y'know?” Nero grinned. "You wouldn't guess that I'm afraid of dark basements either... I think everyone has to carry his own package of sorrows, so well..." He suppressed a yawn, closing his eyes again.

Simon nodded. “I guess so. You're tired, babe, sleep.” He smiled gently, his fingers petting the other's skin gently as he, too, closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep. Nero mumbled something, that sounded like a complaint, but he couldn't even finish his sentence when he fell asleep, still clung to his friend, a happy expression on his face.