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Getting the invitation to Nero’s wedding wasn't surprising at all. Hell, he’d been subject to a lot of Nero’s worrying about her accepting his proposal. Which, frankly, was stupid because that girl loved him and he didn't deserve her. Alas, he desperately wanted her in the family.
Thankfully everything had been put together quite easily and without fanfare. Kyrie really didn't want anything fancy, but Nero wanted her to be made center stage, and the two came to a conclusion with little effort.
Of course the next day Lady came knocking and immediately demanded him to go shopping for something nice. Because she frankly didn't believe he had anything nice enough to wear to a wedding, which was fair enough. He however, did and just waved her to follow him upstairs.
He pulled from the back of his closet the nicest thing he owned. It was well made and expensive but worth the price considering every few years he had to infiltrate some high-end thing or another. He hated it of course, would bitch and whine when it was thrown his way, but a job was a job.
He thinks the wedding is the first time he won't complain at all, but he won't tell that to the kid.
Lady just blinks in surprise at the nice outfit before sighing and admitting she needed something herself. It's little surprise that all of her nice dresses were white, and that just wouldn't do.
“Get something black that way you can match with Trish.” He offered.
She considered it for a moment before nodding. “You know, that might just work.”
In the end when it came to the day of the wedding everyone in Capulet that was going all met at the office. Morrison looked as sharp as ever, and Patty was in her usual frilly pink looking just as good.
The huntresses were in black. Trish in the most conservative thing Dante had ever seen her wear. A still low cut corset like top that hugged her figure which was cut off at her ankles where they met stiletto heels. Though she had two slits on either leg that were cut to mid thigh leaving a long piece of fabric to cover in between her legs.
Still very much a Trish outfit, but good enough for a wedding if a bit much.
Lady was in a short cut dress with a skirt like bottom at her thighs. The top half went up and into an almost choker, and a slit on both sides gave view of her skin. However unlike Trish her dress had long sleeves that were partially see through. And of course she wore calf high heeled boots.
Her outfit was also pushing it for a wedding, but the happy couple to be wouldn't care.
Dante himself descended the stairs in his own regalia. Three piece suit, the vest and longer coat-tailed jacket being a more maroon red, though still clearly his color, while his shirt and tie were black. Silver accented his outfit in multiple places, and a chain dangling from his also maroon pants. In his breast pocket a small black square rested next to another silver chain. He had black dress shoes, and his hair while not styled was much nicer than usual.
Patty squealed in joy as he walked closer to the group, the young lady circled him excitedly as she inspected him. Morrison just chuckled while Trish grinned. Those two had seen him dressed up a few times, Morrison usually chauffeured him to his more expensive jobs. While Trish had once caught him getting ready for one of them.
Lady however just stared, a flush on her cheeks as she took him in. He gave her a wink and she blushed hard before looking away, but he caught her still staring out of the corner of her eye.
“I WANT A PICTURE!” Patty demanded, and Dante just huffed.
But he could never deny her requests. How could he? He offered out an arm to Trish who took it with a smile before doing the same for Lady who too followed suit.
Patty just pouted at him.
Dante raised a brow back in challenge.
“I'm a woman too.”
“And I only have two arms.”
A stare off for a moment before Patty's eyes lit up in delight.
“But you got two wings.”
He just chuckled, this girl would be the death of him. He however dutifully summoned just his wings and offered one out to her. She just grinned before setting up the camera and putting it on a timer. Morrison took his place at Dante's other side, and the hybrid quickly wrapped his other wing around him slightly. The broker just rolled his eyes but didn't protest.
Patty quickly grabbed ahold of her offered wing and moments later the picture was taken. The girl happily showed everyone, and Dante had to admit it was a good one.
A few moments later, and right on time, the rift opened up and they all quickly shuffled through. Vergil was waiting on the other side in a remarkably similar outfit to Dante's with a blue color scheme and gold accents. The twins just eyed one another for a moment before Dante grinned wide and Vergil scowled.
Thankfully it didn't take them long to get where they needed to go and before long it was time to start. The five of them sat together in front, and while the whole wedding wasn't exactly a big ordeal, many had come. Kyrie was quite popular even if Nero wasn't exactly a beloved figure on the island.
Julio, Kyle, and Carlo stood up there by the pair along with Nico. Perhaps not a normal wedding with bridesmaids and groomsmen, but their family wasn't normal. Nero looked great and had started crying immediately when Kyrie walked down the aisle.
And before any of them knew it the reception was in full swing.
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Nero blinked as Dante swept Kyrie into a hug and crowed about her being his new favorite family member. He argued back only because he was obligated too, but really? Well, he had to agree.
Trish and Lady were at his sides and the three looked like a matched set. They'd been hanging off either of his arms as they approached. And as Dante released Kyrie (His wife!) and pulled him into a hug of his own, the women took their places once more after giving their own congratulations.
If he was being honest, he still wasn't quite sure of their deal. The two huntresses hung off him like a second coat nearly every time he saw them, and he could never bring himself to ask. Really it wasn't his business.
And as he looked around he wasn't blind to the glares sent at the trio. Fortuna was a very conservative place, and not only did Trish and Lady dress like they did, but the very idea that they were both with Dante…
Well it wasn't exactly received well. Of course it also didn't help any that Dante had been with him during his little rampage through Fortuna. Alas none of them seemed to care so he wouldn't either.
He watched the trio escape to raid the food that was set up and he could only shake his head. Kyrie just kissed his cheek and he pulled her flush to his side. As he met her eyes, he could only think he was the luckiest man.
Later he caught a few whispers that were decidedly unfriendly. He caught only bits and pieces of it, the noise of the room muffling most, but from what he could piece together it was about Dante and the women. And specifically about Patty this time.
Some people were very displeased about the girl being clearly with the hunters. Corrupting her with their sinful ways or so he could parse. He just snorted and looked up to where Patty was dancing with Dante.
The young woman was hilariously tiny compared to his hulking uncle, the pipsqueak being barely 5’4” while Dante stood a foot taller and probably three times as broad. He twirled her around as she giggled and grinned like a madman clearly having the time of her life.
Trish and Lady themselves were dancing next to the pair and they switched off occasionally trading back and forth so everyone got a turn. Honestly, it was sweet, but apparently it was upsetting to at least a few. Though perhaps more than just a few if the numerous glares from around the room said anything.
He even heard something about the huntresses being harlots that almost had him start an argument. However Kyrie, wonderful, perfect, love of his life, Kyrie just gave him a look and he relented. They could handle themselves
Though he kept an ear out now, he was honestly curious. He didn't care much at all about whatever the three had going on, if it was or wasn't a relationship, maybe Dante was with one of them, hell maybe neither. Frankly, he had a hard enough time getting a reading on his uncle let alone the woman. And he still couldn't tell if it was the kind of thing they'd do.
Sure the three were close, thick as thieves really, and they all argued like a married couple. But he couldn't tell if that was due to prolonged contact or something more. He also wasn't going to ask Vergil on account of, first just no, and second he wondered if even he knew the answer.
By the time Patty had disappeared a hour later, presumably to entertain the kids, he heard another comment.
“Disgusting. How horrible that such hedonistic displays are allowed.”
Nero was close by this time standing just a few feet away. He followed the speaker's line of sight to see Dante at a table. Trish sat sideways on one of his thighs back to him as she talked and Lady was leaning against his opposite shoulder and most of the way over Dante as she argued against the demoness.
Really it was utterly tame, especially compared to some positions he'd seen them in. What with walking into the shop to see the three in a heap on the couch.
He saw Dante smirk and glance over, it seemed he too had heard that comment. Trish herself even paused slightly before letting out a soft laugh. Neither however seemed bothered in the slightest.
By the time the night started to come to a close the slower songs began to be played and Nero and Kyrie happily took the floor along with other couples. He saw Dante and Trish out of the corner of his eye before he lost track of them in the crowd.
After a few dances he and Kyrie took their seats once more, already talking about what they were going to do the rest of the week. They were going on their honeymoon, and while it would only be a few days Nico and a friend of Kyrie’s promised to look after the kids.
He had just looked away face red when he caught Dante and Trish talking off to the side. The demoness gestured and poked at him until Dante rolled his eyes and walked off. He went to Lady and dramatically offered out a hand.
The huntress took it with a roll of her eyes though Nero didn't miss her slight blush. The hybrid quickly pulled her along to the floor before wrapping his arms around her waist. She reciprocated, throwing her own around his neck as they began to sway to the music.
It was slightly different from the way he'd danced with Trish. He'd only caught a glance but he's pretty sure Dante’s hands had been firmly on her waist and Trish's on his shoulders.
Dante lowered his chin to rest on the top of her head as they swayed. He faintly heard more disgusted comments, but he had tuned any of those out halfway through the night. Instead he was focused on his uncle's smile, and his eyes that seemed to sparkle with joy.
Soon he had bent over enough to bury his face near her neck and spoke. Nero was curious and strained to listen in spite of himself. He could barely hear them over the purring that resonated from Dante.
“You smell nice, can't believe you chose strawberries, you're so kind to me.”
She scoffed. “No, I'm just not mean enough.”
“Maybe, yet here you are treating me and smelling so good. How about we ditch this party and head back home.” His voice shifted to a lower register.
Lady stuttered in her step slightly and if Nero hadn't have been watching us closely as he had he would have missed it as her face flushed red.
“Such a way with words.” She tisked.
“Oh come on you love me~”
“Believe what you want.”
And as the song came to a close he saw Trish shoot Dante a thumbs up which was returned with a grin that was far too sharp. The trio along with their tag alongs took their leave shortly after and Nero was no closer to piecing together this mystery of his than before.
However the next time he was at the office he saw a picture from what he could only guess was right before everyone made their way over. Funny that was the first new picture he'd ever seen added to the office, and the only one besides the one on Dante's desk.