DMC Seven Minutes in Heaven Vergil

          "Hey, come up here real quick, I think you should play the game too." Without giving you a chance to decline, Nero grabbed your hand and pulled you to the center of the old abandoned ballroom. "Go ahead and pick an item from the table, any item. Just make sure you choose carefully because there aren't any do-overs in this game."

“Right.” You looked down at the items spread across the old wooden table. None of the items placed before you were really all that appealing to you, so you just chose one at random. "I pick this one." You picked up a rather thick cloth smeared with an unknown substance. "Wait, maybe not, what is this stuff?"

"It's oil, and probably a bit of blood as well." Vergil took the cloth from your hand and stuffed it into his back pocket. "I use that to clean my sword after I fight. If I don't, my sword will rust, and I'll be left without a weapon."

"You know, I didn't really think this out too well. I don't know where to put you all for seven minutes." Nero walked around the room, looking for a suitable place. After about ten seconds of looking, he was sure he'd found the perfect place. “This might work.” He opened a somewhat small door leading to a very small room. "Perfect. In here you two."

"Really? That's practically a crawlspace. I don't even think we can both fit in there." Not at all keen on his idea, you protested.

“It is a little small I guess.” Nero pulled out an old push broom and a few small boxes. "There, now you'll fit just fine. Now get in there. Just snuggle up tight and you shouldn't have any problems." You could tell no amount of arguing was going to change his mind. Vergil was already on his way to the closet, so you gave in and followed him. "There we go, now everyone's on board." Nero gave a sarcastic smile.

"Quiet, you talk too much." Vergil had to duck quite a lot to get into the small space. Once in, you realized you were under a staircase. Nero shut the door, making the already cramped space feel even smaller. You quickly realized you were sitting on Vergil's lap, but you couldn't help it, there really was no where to go. "Comfortable?"

"I'm sorry, I'd move if I could. You know as well as I do just how tight this space is." You blushed slightly, trying to find somewhere besides his lap you could possibly sit. “I'll see if I can get off of you somehow.”

"It's fine, just stop wiggling around." He let out an annoyed grunt. "We only have to deal with this for seven minutes." Annoyed with your unnecessary movements, he wrapped his arms tightly around you to hold you still. "All your squirming is only making matters worse." The space was so tight, you could feel his breath on your neck, and his heartbeat in your back. Even though nothing was going on, your face broke into a heated blush. Instantly noticing your discomfort, he scoffed. "What's the problem now?"

Not wanting to complain, you shook your head. "Nothing, I just. It's awkward is all." Despite the cramped space, Vergil managed to turn you around so that you were facing him. His face held no real expression. You weren't really sure why he'd turned you around either. Honestly, it was actually less awkward before.

Before you had a chance to speak again, he grabbed your shoulder, bringing you roughly down to meet him. Taking you completely by surprise, he placed a long, harsh kiss on your lips. After a moment, he let you go. By this time, however, your heart was racing and your head was spinning. The sound of his gruff voice helped clear your head, but only slightly. "Better?" Though it was strange, it wasn't at all awkward anymore.

“Yes.” You nodded, still blushing rather horribly. "It is, actually. Thank you." He gave you a nod, but didn't say anything else until your time together had come to an end.

Once the seven minutes were up, Nero opened up the door with a wide grin that quickly faded away. "Oh, I was hoping you two were making out.” He sighed. “I guess this just means that we'll have to try again sometime, won't we?"

Eager to leave the tight space, Vergil quickly maneuvered the two of you out of the closet without either of you hitting your heads. He then immediately looked at Nero with a very serious, agitated expression and uttered a single word. "No."