Title: The Nightmare That Haunts Dante
Rated: M, Blood, Twincest, Violence, Gore, Language, Sexual Content
Pairing: Dante&Vergil
Disclaimer: The characters all belong to their rightful owners, I only made up the story's plot, nothing more.
Warning: Yaoi, Twincest, Rape, Extreme Violence: If any of this bothers you, simply do not read it.
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Summary:
               Dante and Vergil are both eighteen years old, and they live alone together. Dante has horrible nightmares from his childhood, and is usually comforted by his brother, Vergil. When Vergil suddenly becomes distant and cruel to Dante, the nightmares return. Vergil becomes worried for his brother's health and life when he should be worried about his own.
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Chapter I
Dante's POV

     I was always more outgoing than my twin brother, Vergil. He was always so moody, and would usually ignore my comments towards him. But lately he's been distant. More than he usually would be around me. It made me feel alone, like he wasn't even my brother anymore.
     
     We both have separate rooms in our house. Mine is on one side of the house on the second floor, and Vergil's is all the way on the other side of the long hallway. I used to have nightmares when I was little, and I would usually sneak into Vergil's room. I would crawl into his bed and lay next to him. I was always scared that he would kick me out, or make fun of me for being scared, but he didn't. Vergil would comfort me and make me feel safe. When he became distant, I stopped going to his room. I felt like he didn't want to be bothered with me anymore.
     
     My nightmares haven't come back since he stopped talking to me, and that was good. I'm sure if I tried to talk with him he'd just blow me off. We're both eighteen now, so it would seem childish. If they came back, I would just have to deal with them. The day went by as it usually would, Vergil would mind his own business and ignore me. I went to bed and fell asleep fast. The nightmares, after all this time, came back. They were so intense, it gave me a headache. I sat up in bed for a while, trying to focus my mind on something else until I fell asleep again.
     
    I woke up around two AM. Again with a headache, and a pounding heart.

    "Fucking nightmares! Why can't I get any sleep?" I asked myself, running my hand through my hair. I saw a shadow from under my door when I turned my head. I got up to open the door. When I did, there was nothing on the other side. I shrugged and closed the door, locking it.
 
    "Come on, I gotta get some sort of sleep before I start seeing things!" I sighed as I laidback down on my bed. It was hot in the room so I took off my shirt, and threw it to the floor. I thought the nightmares would soon go away, but I was wrong.

     I woke up again later that night. I shot up screaming as I opened my eyes wide. Not only did I still have that pounding headache, but I was sweating and dizzy. I stood up after a few minutes looking around. It was still very dark out, and Vergil was probably still asleep. I walked out of my room slowly to the bathroom. I figured I might as well wash my face with cold water.
     
     I opened the door to the bathroom, and stood over the sink for a bit. I splashed cold water on my face. I felt a lot more awake than I did before. I looked at the clock, it was only two-thirty AM. The night felt like years going by. I dried my face and looked in the mirror.
     
     "Why? Why do I only have these nightmares? I won't even get an hour of rest if this keeps up! I have to stop worrying about it and just go back to bed." I said to myself. I dried my face and turned around. I walked up to the door and opened it slowly only to see Vergil standing in the doorway.

     "V-Vergil? What are you doing awake?" I asked with a confused expression on my face. He looked at me with his usual cold eyes.

     "Why aren't you asleep?" He said lowly. I didn't know what to say. He just stared me down with an expression that could scare the devil.

     "Nothing. I was just-it's..., never mind." I said trying to sound serious with him, but he somehow knew when I was lying to him. I tried to get past him, but he put his hand on my chest.

     "Dante..." He said looked at me showing no emotion. I backed away and slid under his arm.

     "I'm fine, really." I said as I slowly walked back to my room, leaving Vergil standing there. As I reached my room I closed the door and locked it. I stood there for a while before I laid on the bed. I stared up at the ceiling as I closed my eyes. Just before I fell asleep, I felt a hand touch my face. It was warm, and it made me smile. I couldn't open my eyes to see what it was because I had already fallen asleep.

     I was living through the nightmare, and I couldn't escape. I felt tears run down my face as I went through hell. I laid on my back, I was scared, alone, and tired. Through all of the darkness I saw a pair of hands reach out to me. They touched my face, like the one before I fell asleep. They felt warm as they lifted me up.

     "Dante, please don't cry anymore. I am here with you, and I always will be. I'll stay by your side, and keep you safe." I heard a voice say in a warm, comforting tone. I slowly opened my eyes. I blinked a couple of times and sat up.

     "Who was that? They took me out of the nightmare that I couldn't escape. They had a voice that made me happy. I knew that voice, I just couldn't put my finger on who it belonged to. The sweet comforting voice, those warm hands, I wanted to know the person that helped me. I turned my head once again to see my bedroom door wide open.

     I stood up and walked over to the doorway. I thought I locked it, but why was it open? I looked in the hallway, and I saw Vergil slowly walking down the hall, back to his room. I tried calling out to him.

     "Hey, Vergil?" He ignored me as usual. I sighed and went back into my room. Would it kill him to even turn his head? I sat down on my bed. What confused me more was whatever was going on. Who was that person? Why do I have nightmares? What was Vergil doing still up? To many questions, it made my head hurt. I laid back in bed, and fell asleep.

End Of Chapter I.