All Out of Tears

by WaywardTraveler90

Summary:

Short Snippets of Dante and Lady's relationship.

Chapter 1: Fooled Around and Fell in Love

Notes:

Best enjoyed after playing or watching DMC3. Or not. I'm not your dad.

Also, in this I'm setting Lady as 18 and Dante 19-20, since none of their ages are really said as far as I know.

Title based off the song by Elvis Bishop

"Bang," Dante says, shooting the head off of the last demon. He spins his guns, putting them back into his holsters. At long last, the two of them had finally killed all of the demons that had been left over from the tower's emergence.

"Gah..." Lady pants leaning back on a wall. Her entire body aches from exhaustion. It had been a night.

 

Dante looks over at her and whistles. "Ha, you're still alive!" He smiles. Lady frowns as she looks at him.

 

How is he not exhausted? She thinks to herself before she pulls herself off of the wall. "Yeah..." Lady says as she starts to walk away from him ready to just go back to her apartment and crash. Her roommate would probably hound her with questions, but that could wait. She needed sleep.

 

Unfortunately, the wound on her leg that her father gave to her earlier that night had other ideas. She made it about five feet before her body caught up with her and her leg gave out underneath her.

 

Luckily for her, Dante is incredibly fast. He sees her start to collapse and he rushes over to her and catches her. "Hey! You did all that devil hunting and now you decide to go dying on me?" He says with a smirk. "C'Mon. I'll get ya patched up at my place."

 

"I'll be fine!" Lady says trying to push herself off of him, but she is far too tired and her muscles hurt too much to argue.

 

"I'll just patch it up and send ya on your way," Dante says helping carry her bridal style. In most cases, Lady would blush to be this close to someone, but the pain was far too much to even focus. "You can be on your way or crash at my place. I really don't care," he says as they approach the bar.

 

As much as I would like to say that the bar was still in pristine shape and in livable condition... That would be a lie. It has seen better days. The two enter and the inside is an absolute mess from the demon attacks. Tables are thrown about, drinks and various alcohols broken, and even the lights are barely hanging with soft flickering. Even the poor jukebox wasn't spared. Dante drops his Rebellion along with Ebony and Ivory in a nearby booth. Kalina Ann is placed next to the weapons. "Okay, she's seen better days but! The upstairs should be better," Dante says as he carries her upstairs.

 

The upstairs was not any better. Lady looks at him deadpanned as he sets her on his half-broken desk as walks off to the bathroom to get her some bandages. He takes off his jacket and looks at the poor thing. She too has seen better days. He throws it to the wayside before entering the bathroom.

 

Lady looks around at his... Office? Bedroom? Whatever it was... There was a Dante-shaped hole in the middle of his floor. In the corner lies a mattress, no sheets, no blanket... At least there was a pillow, along with a brown teddy bear beside it. Nearby his mattress was a beat-up box TV along with what looked to be a video game system? She couldn't recognize it.

 

Not that she really cared for video games. A friend had let her play an MES once? She nearly broke the controller after she attempted to play a game as a character with a green hat and then got hit by a turtle…

 

The room looks a little sad. Honestly, if Dante would get rid of the pile of pizza boxes nestled away in the corner, and get a proper desk for that TV, some bed sheets, and some drapes for the windows, it wouldn't look half bad.

But that wasn't going to happen.

 

Dante comes out with some medical tape, rubbing alcohol, and some medicine. "Lucky for you, my partner left these here before we split," He says as he walks over to her. "Now, I'm not claiming to be a doctor, but you might actually need to see one after this," He says, holding his hands above the bled-through bandages she had applied to herself earlier. He looks at her as if he's asking for permission.

"As long as you don't put them on too tight, I should be fine..." Lady says as she holds her leg up for him and he starts to remove the self-applied bandages. The bandages fall to the floor and Lady winces from the pain.

 

"Here," Dante pulls a clear green star-shaped sucker from his pocket and holds it out to her. "These are what you guys get at doctor's offices, right?"

 

Lady blinks. Then she laughs. "Have... You never been to the doctor's?" She asks as she takes the sucker and unwraps the plastic before putting it in her mouth. "Usually you get the sweet treat aft- OW!" She yells as Dante pours the rubbing alcohol on the wound, causing her to squirm and nearly kick the shit out of the man. Luckily he's able to hold her leg underneath his arm. Lady grits her teeth, almost shattering the sucker as the pain slowly subsides. "Coulda warned me..."

 

"Sorry 'bout that," Dante says, shrugging and letting her leg go free. "Hopefully you didn't get any demon goo on it or anything, but cleaned it just to be safe."

 

Lady looks to the side as Dante starts to unwrap his roll of bandages. "... Thank you," She says as he begins to wrap it around her leg.

 

Dante smirks as he looks up at her. "Heh. Didn't think you knew any manners."

 

If he wasn't helping her, she would have punched him. "Yeah, well..." She looks at him as he continues to wrap the wound. Seeing him so close to her... With his shirt off... And being so gentle with her. It was nice. Neither of them smelt nice, being covered with demon blood, sweat, and gunpowder would do that, but it feels nice to be so close to someone. Her face goes red at the sudden realization that this is probably the closest she's been to a boy. Well, a man. She couldn't really tell how old he was, but he had to be... Maybe twenty?

 

But the feeling of being cared for and how soft and gentle he was being... It made her stomach feel... Weird. Like it was doing a flip. Is this what butterflies in your stomach feels like? Before she graduated, she heard people talk about it but had never experienced it herself…

 

Oh god, save her. She could feel how hot her cheeks burned as she looked at him.

 

All the while Dante was humming a tune playing in his head. Make your move, make your stand, Make the win...   He doesn't see Lady leaning her face towards his until he finishes wrapping up the wound. Like you ca- OH SHIT  is all that goes through his head as he feels Lady's lips meet his. Dante's arms start to flail about as he doesn't really know what to do. Trish has tried to kiss him before, but that was more of teasing to make him flustered.

 

But this is different. Lady is really bad at kissing. He feels the stick of her sucker press into his cheek. But the taste on her lips is that of the sucker, so that was a bonus.

 

And it's about the same on Lady's side. Dante is not a good kisser at all. He's squirming around like a little kid who can't sit still. She opens her eyes and actually sees his arms flailing about. Maybe he really was just a little kid, after all. She breaks away and puts her hands on the desk, looking away flustered from the man looking at her dumbfounded. "S-Sorry... I uh..." God save her. She could just run away right now. Maybe jumping out the window would work? Her mind was moving over a mile a minute. She didn't know what to say or what to do. Her leg still hurts like the dickens and Dante isn't saying anything. SAY SOMETHING DANTE. "I... You know, just forget it. I shouldn't have..."

 

Dante on the other hand, finally recovered from the shock of sharing his fist kiss with the woman. Okay. Save for the kiss from the siren that nearly sucked the life out of him earlier. Ignoring that one. "You... Uh... Want to do it again?"

 

Lady's eyes go wide as Dante finally gets her to stop stumbling through her words. The heat in her cheeks was getting unbearable, but his proposal did sound nice. She goes quiet and silently (and enthusiastically) nods. Dante smirks and leans in close to her before tilting his head in for another kiss.

 

This kiss is much better on both fronts. Dante's hand reaches for her cheek and Lady's hands softly touch his sides. Dante's tongue presses up against her lips asking for access. Lady opens her mouth allowing him in and their tongues do a slow dance and Lady lets out a happy hum. Before she realizes it. The Trickster stole her sucker. Oh, that little thief. Dante gives her a grin as he breaks away from the kiss.

 

"Hey! Give that back!" Lady says playfully pushing him.

 

"Guess you're gonna have to take it back," Dante says and Lady rolls her eyes and kisses him again. This time wrapping her arms around his neck. Dante still really doesn't know what to do with his hands, but he places them on her hip.

Lady's heart is beating a mile a minute feeling her whole body heat up. She has absolutely fallen in love with kissing this boy. Perhaps it was the exhaustion from the events before all of this or it was the fact it was her first time doing any of this. But... She has a want to do more. A heat forming at her core.

 

Feeling Dante touch her thighs causes her to press into him. Dante's mind starts to race feeling Lady press into him. He suddenly moves his arms to wrap around her back and pick her up. Lady wraps her legs around him and breaks away from the kiss after reclaiming the sucker.

 

Dante catches his breath from the sloppy make-out sesh. "I uh..." Looks to the side nervously. "Haven't done something like this before," He admits and Lady lets out a small laugh.

 

Lady smiles seeing how nervous he is. It's strange to see him like this compared to how cocky he usually is. "Neither have I," Lady admits as well. "Guess we'll have to learn together," She says before Dante smiles at her returning to his confident self as she kisses him again. He carries her around the Dante-sized hole in his floor over to the mattress. He moves the pillow underneath her head before laying her down.

 

Boots, gloves, and socks are thrown off by both parties, making sure they aren't thrown into the hole in his floor. Dante climbs onto Lady as she unbuttons his pants and the two kiss. She's fumbling about feeling how close she is to his ever so apparent hard member. Dante lets out a laugh as he helps her pull off his pants. Unfortunately, they do fall down the hole as they are carelessly thrown off.

 

Lady's face is red and Dante's face is as red as his tattered coat. They were really gonna do this. Lady begins to unbutton her top as Dante helps her remove her pink underwear. "Heh... Didn't think you'd be into such girly things." Dante says and gets a punch in the shoulder from Lady.

 

"S-Shut up!" Lady says as her top and underwear are thrown off to the side with the remaining clothes. Dante rubs his shoulder before looking into Lady's eyes. Both of them take a moment just looking at each other.

 

"Are you sure... You wanna...?" Dante asks and Lady nods her head slowly.

 

"Y-Yeah..." Lady whispers as Dante slowly lowers himself to her and kisses her again. This time the kiss is slow and deep. The sucker is pretty much just a stick now and Lady pulls it away and is dropped to the side. Dante breaks away from the kiss and kisses her cheek then her neck and then her chest. Lady squeaks out a moan as he holds her left boob to his mouth and kisses it a few times. She's never felt this good before. Her hands try to grab the bedsheets below her but to no avail, there are none. Dante lets go of her breast before looking at her again.

 

"Just tell me to stop if it's too much," Dante tells her and gets another nod from her. He pulls off his underwear and it's thrown off with the small formed pile of clothes. He grabs his cock, pulls her skirt up, and then looks confused. "I uh... Don't know..."

 

Lady's smile turns into a look of flusteredness. "I uhm... I don't know either..." she whispers.

 

"Guess... Pick a hole and pray!" Dante says and Lady really wishes he hadn't just said that. But her thoughts are immediately interrupted by him slowly entering her.

 

"Ah-AH!" Is all Lady can say as she grabs onto the closest thing to her, being Dante's arms. She squirms as she adjusts to his size. "Owowowow!" She says, gritting her teeth.

 

Dante starts to panic. "Y-You alright?!" He says and Lady finally stops squirming. He places his hands on the bed, each to the side of her.

 

It hurts a lot. Not as much as her leg, but it still hurts. A lot. But it feels good. "Y-Yeah... I think?" She says panting.

 

Dante nods as he sees her calm down. "I'll go slow..." He says quietly and Lady nods slowly letting her death grip on his arms loosen. He slowly slides into her and Lady throws her head back, doing her best not to squirm. He begins to remove himself from her as he feels a liquid envelope his cock. He looks down and sees red and his eyes widen. "Y-You're bleeding! Are you supposed to?!"

 

"I-I think so?!" Lady says, starting to panic herself.

 

"Do you want me to keep going?!" Dante asks and Lady takes a moment to think.

 

"I- Y-Yeah... Yeah," Lady says calming herself down again. "Just keep going slow..." she says and Dante nods.

 

Dante slowly slides into her again and exits, starting a slow pace. Lady gets comfortable with each thrust and the pain starts to dull as it starts to feel better. Sweat starts to form on Dante's head as Lady wraps her arms around him again. He lays down close to her and continues to thrust his hips into her and press kisses into her neck and face.

 

Lady's mind starts to go further and further out as her walls cutch around him. Both of their bodies together feel so hot and the pleasure is immeasurable. If her leg didn't hurt so much, she would wrap her legs around him. With each thrust, she moans a little louder. She looks down at his shoulder as he places a few more gentle kisses on her neck. She leans in close and presses a kiss on his shoulder... Until she gets a thought. What if... I bite him? Would he like that? And she let her intrusive thoughts win. She bites down on his shoulder and hard. Not enough to draw blood but enough to catch Dante off guard.

 

Dante had gotten into a rhythm and was having the time of his life until the woman bit the ever-loving god outta him, catching him off guard, and almost on impulse he activated his Devil Trigger. Both of them begin to panic. Lady bites harder into his staticy black skin, but can hardly think as he's just so much bigger. Her arms wrap around him tight, making it almost impossible for him to pry her off of him.

 

Dante has stopped moving but eventually calms himself down to turn off his Devil Trigger, reverting him back. "S-Sorry! Sorry!" He says and Lady quits biting him. He then looks at her. "Wait a second! You bit me! What am I, a piece of steak?!"

 

Lady pants as she looks to the side, embarrassed. "M-Maybe..."

 

Dante laughs and places his forehead on hers. "My bad. You okay? Want to keep going?"

 

"Y-Yeah! That was just a lot..." Lady says and Dante nods. They finally recover a bit and slowly get back into the groove.

 

Dante leans down, peppering Lady's face with kisses as he slowly begins to thrust into her, starting the pace again. Lady rolls her hips, matching his pace the best she can despite her wound. Somehow the pain seemed to have dulled after eating that sucker.

 

It only takes a few moments before Lady sees sweat form on Dante's forehead. She isn't faring much better either. Both give each other love bites(Gently this time). Lady's neck and shoulders are littered with small bruises and yet Dante has none. Which i sn't fair, since her roommate would probably be questioning her when she eventually does get back to her apartment and Dante gets off scotch free.

 

Both start to reach their peaks after only a few more moments. The fact either of these virg ins lasted this long was nothing short of a miracle. Lady is first to cum as she holds Dante tight in a hug, wrapping her arms and non-injured leg around him, holding him as tight as she can as she nestles her face in his neck. She had done her best to try and hold back her tears, but reaching this point and the events before all of this. It was too much to hold back as tears began to form and roll down her cheeks.

 

"L-Lady, I'm about t-" Dante whispers to her trying to warn her but he's only met with soft moans and quiet sobs. Crap. First time doing anything like this and I've already made her cry. Well done Dante. His pace starts to slow as he wraps his arms around her in a hug as he reaches his own climax and cums in her. The two lay there for a few moments. Dante simply pats the back of her head, letting her calm down.

 

Lady does eventually stop crying and places a kiss on Dante's neck as she lets go of him. "Ha..." She breathes as she wipes her eyes. Dante rolls off of her and lays beside her. "I... I can't feel my legs... Are they still there?" Lady asks and Dante sits up and grabs one of her legs gently.

 

"One..." Dante says before softly patting her injured one. "Two," He says looking at her, giving her a thumbs up. "You doin' alright? Is your leg feeling better?"

"Mhm..." Lady says as she lays on her good leg with her head on the pillow. Her muscles had turned to jelly, and despite not having any sheets or blankets the mattress felt incredible. It was becoming harder and harder for her to stay awake. But she still wants to talk to Dante. Get to know him. But unfortunately, sleep overtakes her and she is snoring within seconds.

 

"Good. I'm glad!" Dante says getting up and putting on his underwear. "Imma order us a pizza! You want anything off of it? I hope you don't like oliv...." He asks looking back at Lady but sees her curled up and softly snoring.

 

For the night they've had, she deserves it. And honestly, he should be sleeping too. But if he sleeps... He'll think about Vergil. He's done his damnedest to not think about what had happened in the last few hours between his brother and him.

 

... But enough of that. Pizza time.

 

Dante walks downstairs to retrieve his pants and order a pizza.

 

---

 

Lady is woken up by the sound of buttons clicking and music coming from a TV. The light of the sun shining through the window was not helping. He really needs some blinds.

Lady slowly sits up and realizes she had cuddled onto the teddy bear near by the pillow. She rubs the sleep out of her eyes. She pulls off Dante's tattered jacket. He must have put it on her as a makeshift blanket sometime during the night. During the night... Lady's eyes go wide as the memories come flooding back and her face goes red.

 

That's right.

 

Despite her skirt- she was still naked. They really did it last night.

 

Lady looks over at Dante as he's sitting on the floor just in his pants, playing a video game.

 

Did he even sleep? She thinks as she scootches to the edge of the mattress. It looks like some kind of racing game? There's a tiny minimap in one corner of the screen and a little 12 in the other corner of the screen. The console is now sitting on the floor to the side of the TV and not too far is another unused controller.

Lady smiles as she gets up off the mattress, walks over to the unused controller and plugs it into the console and sits next to Dante. "How do I play?"

 

Dante looks over at her and smiles. "Sick. Wicked sick," He says as he leans over to her and starts to teach her controls.

 

Both had lost their families. But at least for today, they weren't alone.

 

Notes:

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed it! I stole a line from Florineexpert's Exciting Possibilities Cloud/Tifa fic because it made me laugh.

If you have any suggestions or critiques, please let me know!

Until next time!

Chapter 2: You Only Know

Summary:

Dante hasn't slept in months and is gently coerced into sleep on a job, so Lady has to help him.

Notes:

Best enjoyed after reading the last chapter. But hey, I'm not your dad. You do what you want.

Title based off of the song by Phemiec

... And that's a giant fist. Hitting Dante's face into next week.

 

In most cases, he would have dodged. But in most cases, one, he would have seen it coming, and two, he wouldn't have been running on fumes and had more than an ounce of sleep.

 

But that was not the case. 

 

It had only been a few months since Temen-ni-gru's emergence, and the night of Dante and Vergil's duel and the Gate was closed.

 

And since then, Dante hadn't slept a wink. 

 

Even helping Lady with her leg wound and their... Night together, didn't help. 

 

Most cases, he didn't really need to sleep. It felt nice to do it, but he was usually more restless. But this was different. Just about any time he stopped, his brain would just... Keep running. Keep thinking about that duel. And Vergil.

 

Lady talking to him and playing video games with him had helped. A little at least. She left that night, and he offered to walk her back, but she insisted she was fine. He had given her one of his suckers which usually did the trick for him, so it must have worked for her.

 

After that, the two saw each other more often at jobs. Turns out, she's a helluva devil hunter. And the two work well together. Except, well... They're both terribly awkward when around each other now.

 

On Dante's part, he's just so tired. If he wasn't working a job, he was fixing up the shop. And the fact... He's never been this close to a girl before. Except for Trish, but that's a different can of worms. They're coworkers at best.

 

And on Lady's part, she honestly didn't know what to do. She did learn more about him, just like she wanted, and even stole a T-shirt from him. But... She didn't know where they stood. And... Didn't know how to ask. 

 

... Bringing them to now.

 

Dante's body goes flying across the room. It crumples, limp as it hits the wall, and Lady's stomach drops as she realizes that this demon knocked Dante out or... Worse. 

 

"Dante!" Lady yells as she reloads Kalina Ann. Luckily, the Demon was on its last legs. But that proves how tired Dante was. 

 

Lady's able to make quick work of the barely standing demon and finishes it off. Afterwards, Lady rushes over to the Trickster and checks his pulse. Would he even have a pulse? Lady thinks as she grabs his wrist, checking for a pulse, but quickly sees his chest rise and her worries are pushed aside. "Okay, good..." Lady mumbles, rolling over him, sitting next to him, and catching her breath.

 

Lady looks over to Dante's sleeping form. It's almost eerie seeing him like this. She hadn't seen him sleep after their night months back, but seeing him now... She realizes how out of it he had seemed. There were no annoying quips during the fight, and his usual whisminess was gone. Whatever had been eating at him... It had been at it for a while. 

 

Lady's eyebrow furrowed as she stood up. "Alright..." She says, slowly formulating a plan. Dante's shop is further than her apartment, but she'd have to get him up the steps... But she can't leave him. "Alright! Up and attem!" She says grabbing his arm and wrapping it around her shoulders as she begins to drag him out of the building.

 

---

 

"Give that to me!" A very young Vergil shouts as he climbs on his brother's back to grab the toy in his hand.

 

"No way!" Dante shouts as he holds the toy close to keep his brother from grabbing it. "You got your own!"

 

Their mother had taken them out to eat that day, and they both had gotten kids meals that came with a little toy. When they got home, Dante had started to try and play with Vergil so the two could play together. 

 

But unfortunately, Vergil would have rather have both toys. 

 

"Well, I want yours too!" Vergil shouts, prying his hands into Dante's to grab the toy. Luckily, their mother comes to save the day, prying Vergil off of Dante. "Hey!" Vergil yells as he squirms.

 

"Now now," Their mother says, holding Vergil under her arm. "Both of you behave before I put you in the get-a-long shirt!" she playfully threatens, and both boys groan. They both remember a few months back when she had put both of them in the shirt and had them sit together outside for thirty minutes. Of course, it wasn't a long time, but it felt like an eternity to four-year-olds.

 

"But mom, I was just wanting to play with him!" Dante pleads his innocence with his mother, and she smiles and scruffles his hair. 

 

"But I want his!" Vergil squirms again, still unable to free himself from her grip.

 

Their mother walks over to the loveseat and sets Vergil on her lap. "Gosh, you've gotten so heavy! When did that happen?" Dante scrambles to the side of the chair. "Now, what have I said about sharing?" She asks, and Vergil looks to the side, pouting. Their mother kisses his head. "Listen, one day I will be gone and won't be able to take care of both of you. And you will have to take care of each other, you hear me?"

 

Vergil crosses his arms and rolls his eyes over-dramatically. Dante climbs onto her lap and beams. "It's okay! I'll take care of us both! And you too!" 

 

Their mother smiles at him and kisses his forehead. "Thank you, Dante. But I wanna hear it from Vergil too."

 

"... Okay..." Vergil reluctantly says.

 

"Good! Now, in the meantime, quit being ugly. And play nice!" She says poking Vergil's stomach, getting a giggle from him. "Or I'm going to have to... TICKLE BOTH OF YOU!" She says as she begins to tickle both of the boys, and they both squeal and laugh.

 

---

 

Dante slowly wakes up to his head bumping the wall, and Lady panting and muttering. 

 

"I know you only eat ice-cream and pizza, but how are you..." Lady pants as she continues to drag him up the stairs. "So," She bites her tongue, holding back a swear. "heavy..."

 

"Sorry..." Dante says as he looks around, his brain foggy and his eyelids heavy. He doesn't recognize where he is. "Where..."

 

"Oh, good! You're awake!" Lady says with a laugh. "Get your feet working," She pants, and his head accidentally hits the wall again. "Sorry! We're at my apartment... Stairwell... At least."

 

As much as he would love to help her, right as he tries to move his feet... His eyelids grow heavy once again.

 

"Oh, come on!" Lady shouts in frustration.

 

---

 

"Give that to me!"

 

"No way! You got your own!"

 

"Well, I want yours too!"

 

He hears again from his duel with his brother months ago.

 

"Listen, one day I will be gone and won't be able to take care of both of you. And you will have to take care of each other, you hear me?" He hears his mother's voice say.

 

---

 

Lady kicks open the door to her room. If some of her neighbors heard the banging of Dante's head on the walls, so be it. They should have helped. 

 

Kalina Ann is lovingly placed, leaning on her nightstand. As for Dante's Rebellion, she is dropped onto the floor as Dante is plopped onto her bed, the best Lady can do. She walks back to the wall of the empty side of her room and slides down onto the floor, catching her breath. 

 

The rest of the apartment is quiet except for the sound of the A/C, her heavy breathing, and Dante's eerily quiet breathing. It was still weird for it to be so quiet, at least when she was here. A few months back, she HAD a roommate. But after she got back from the hospital, after getting her leg checked out and explaining to them that she had been out killing demons... They thought she was insane and quickly moved out.

 

Unfortunately, that left all of the rent from the fresh out of high school Demon Hunter. Which led her to finding a fixer. A guy named Morrison. 

 

What she didn't know was that he was also Dante's fixer. Apparently, another Devil Hunter named Trish had been taking care of most of the jobs before Temen-ni-gru's emergence. But after he hired Lady, he was kind enough to slide some of the jobs her way. Some had crossed wires with Dante, which was great! She'd get to know him more.

 

That was at least her initial thought. Come to find out, he was really annoying. But... Also in a really cute and dorky way. It rubbed her the wrong way, but she kind of enjoyed it. But of course, she didn't really know how to talk to him about it. What were they?

 

Lady just stares at the limp man as she's finally caught her breath and can stand up again. She looks at Dante's limp form and grabs his legs, sliding him onto the bed. She then steps back and realizes his tall and lanky form barely fits on her full-sized bed. At least... Without his feet hanging off a bit.

 

"Crap..." Lady says, realizing she didn't think this through. She didn't have a couch or even an air mattress. She barely had any decorations. Because she had spent so much time on the job, she didn't really have a chance to start decorating. She really just has the bare essentials up around her apartment, though it was a bit better than Dante's shop. At least the last time she was there.

 

Lady huffs in frustration. "I'll figure it out in a few minutes..." She mumbles to herself. "I need a shower..." She says as she walks out of the room to get undressed to clean the demon blood and sweat off. 

 

---

 

Dante wakes up with the voice of his mother and his last duel with his brother playing again and again in his mind. He can hear the falling water from a shower in a different room.

 

A slight panic goes through his mind as he looks around at the unfamiliar room. Rebellion is on the floor, and Kalina Ann is leaning on a nightstand nearby. A letter in cursive handwriting is on the nightstand, and Dante squints at it, only catching the last few lines. 

 

"He finally decided on a name for his shop. It took him quite a while to pick one. Wanna know the name? Devil may cry."

 

"Erm..." Dante grunts as he sits up. It takes a few moments for his mind to catch up from waking up. Everything hurts. It seems the last few months have finally started catching up with him. He winces as he gets off the bed, and he picks up Rebellion off the floor. He starts to walk out of the room but is met with Lady walking out of the shower topless. 

 

If his mind wasn't still just waking up, his brain neurons would've activated. But that didn't stop him from being his usual Dante-self. He whistles and scratches his chin.

 

"h-hEY!" Lady yells, scrambling to get her towel and covering herself up. "It's not like you haven't seen them before..." 

 

Dante gives her a tired smile. "Yeah, but it doesn't mean I can't tell you I like what I see," He says and Lady looks to the side, blushing. "Though... You have more cuts and wounds... And some look recent... Let me get you fixed up." 

 

Lady blushes even more as she doesn't say anything and quickly runs to her room. Dante shakes his head as he walks into the steamy bathroom, waving away the steam as he opens a cabinet. He looks down at the small trash can by the toilet with bloodied bandages. He then looks up at the cabinet. It has various medicines and bandages. Mainly pain killers, sleep aids, and things to disinfect and clean wounds. Though he does also find a spare grenade and a box of bullets. Guess you gotta be prepared for anything.

 

Dante walks back into her room, where he sees Lady sitting on the bed in a pair of sweats and a large oversized shirt. Wait a second... That was his shirt. He had wondered what happened to it. He sets Rebellion next to Kalina Ann, and he takes off his holsters for Ebony and Ivory, leaving them on the ground by the nightstand. He sits next to her and starts unraveling some of the bandages to reapply them.

 

"So..." Lady says as she begins to apply a bandage to her arm on one of the wounds she had gotten earlier today. "How's your head?" 

 

"What do you mean? Usually it'd be me asking you that," Dante asks, and Lady's face goes red as she grabs the sheets underneath her. There he goes again.

 

"I bumped your head at least fifty times getting you up here," Lady says as Dante finishes wrapping the bandage on her arm.

 

Dante just blinks. Other than being punched in the face, his head didn't hurt that much... "Eh, I'm fine," He says, and Lady lifts her shirt, showing her side where a wound she had gotten earlier. Dante gently touches it, and she lets out a breath. 

 

"So... Uhm..." Lady says quietly, almost unable to sit still as he applies another bandage. She blushes again, remembering that the circumstances are similar to last time. But she looks over at Dante and just sees him scowling almost.  "Are you okay?" 

 

Dante doesn't say anything as he places the medical tape on the bandage. His eyebrows furrow before he raises them and smiles at her. "Yeah! Never better. Just havin' a bit of an off day. Nothing a sundae can't fix."

 

Lady turns her head and just looks at him. She wasn't buying it. "You... Got punched in the face and got knocked out for at least two hours..." She says with a slight frown. "And lastly..." She squints at him before poking him in the side. "You've been oddly less annoying!" She says poking his side. Dante lets out a laugh as he puts down her shirt. He unwraps the last bandage and helps her move her leg. 

 

"I was just lettin' you concentrate on killing that demo-" Dante says, trying to put her worries aside... Or avoid the topic altogether. It'd be much easier that way. 

 

But unfortunately, Lady cuts him off. "Don't give me that. Something's obviously bothering you," She says as he wraps the bandage on her leg. 

 

"I..." Lady starts to talk before furrowing her brows again. "I don't know what... We are... Or really how to... Say... Any of this?" She says, trying to put her thoughts together. "But... I want you to be okay..." Was that the word? That sounds right? She thinks?

 

Dante's hands stop, and he places them on her thigh. "... I was supposed to protect him. Protect them," he says quietly. He didn't want to cry. He was just... Tired. But it did feel nice to talk to someone. Especially someone who... Cares. 

 

Lady goes still, hearing him speak so quietly and him sitting so still. She leans over and picks up a pen on her nightstand and throws it at the light switch, turning the lights off. She then wraps her arms around him in a hug. She didn't know what to say or even do to help him. But she could at least offer him this small comfort.

 

Dante's arms freeze again before his head leans down on her shoulder. The two fall to their sides, onto the bed, holding each other. 

 

Feeling Lady so close to him now was different from their shared night. The comfort of her presence caused the voices in his brain to fade. He didn't need sleep.

 

But Lady does. She wasn't expecting to fall asleep so soon. She wanted to comfort or help him... But holding Dante like a giant teddy bear, her tired muscles, and listening to him breathe so quietly... She was snoring quietly within seconds. 

 

And listening to Lady softly snoring and feeling her hold him close... It was enough to help the Trickster fall back asleep.

 

And just for a little while, he was able to take comfort in knowing he wasn't alone. And just... Rest.

Notes:

Hey, thanks for reading! I hadn't initially planned for this chapter but here we are. But I really enjoy writing these two and writing a little bit of Dante's childhood. Unironically, I posted this on Mother's Day too, so look at me go. That wasn't even the intention.

If you have any suggestions or critiques, please let me know!

Until next time!

Chapter 3: Sweet Moments Between Grim Days

Summary:

Lady comes and visits Dante to check in on him. Drink shenanigans ensue.

Notes:

My contribution to DanLady week.

This takes place sliiiiightly after the anime. Right before the next chapter. You might wanna read the other chapters before this one along with watching the anime. Or not, I'm not your legal guardian.

Rain can be heard from outside as Dante sits in his chair, feet resting on the bar. He lazily picks up a slice of his pizza and takes a bite.

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A shadow crosses over the window of his door, and the handle starts to turn.

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Patty? He thinks for a moment. It had been a few weeks since she was reunited with her mother, but she would still visit at least once or twice a week. Whether it was to ensure he was keeping the shop clean, take her out for ice cream, or just because she was a little lonely, Dante didn't mind. Of course, he would complain the entire time, but Patty didn't mind either.

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"We're closed!" Dante yells mid-bite, but the door opens nonetheless. A person walks in wearing a yellow raincoat, and Dante didn't know who it was until he saw the large rocket launcher slung over the person's shoulder.

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"You're far too in debt to be closed," Lady says as she shakes the raincoat off and places it by a hanger beside the door. Kalina Ann is lovingly placed on one of the booths.

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"No thanks to you after you and Trish's shopping spree..." Dante mutters as he slides his feet off the counter of the bar and stands up.

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Lady smiles at the retort. "That was just to stave off some of your debt. You still owe me..." She starts to say as she walks over to the counter.

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Dante waves her off. "Yeah, yeah, you don't have to remind me." He cuts her off and places his hands on the bar. "So, what brings a Lady like you to these parts?"

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Lady rolls her eyes as she sits down. "Can't just come see you?" She asks with a smirk.

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Dante sighs. "You can save us both the trouble and not lie. What is it this time? Another job?"

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There was some truth to her words. She did come to check in on him. Morrison had asked her to see if he was alive, at the very least. But it was also the ninth anniversary since they met at Temen-ni-gru, killed that bald bastard, and Dante had faced his brother.

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Over the years, they had this on-and-off-again dance. He annoyed the ever-loving crap out of her with his antics, his habits, his diet of sundaes and pizza, but at the same time... She's always wanted to make sure he's okay. He is one of her best friends. Even he annoyed her to the ends of the earth.

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She also knew how he would get. Sitting in here for days to weeks on end, in the dark, no electricity or heat.

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She takes a glance and sees the place is at least somewhat clean, meaning Patty had been by a least a few days ago.

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That's good at least

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"No job," Lady says flatly, and Dante shrugs as he finishes his slice of pizza. He begins to reach for the last slice, but Lady takes it and starts to eat it, and Dante looks at the box defeatedly. "Could use some olives," Lady admits as she swallows. "Care to serve me a drink?"

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Dante shrugs again. He didn't know a thing about mixing drinks despite owning the bar. He just kept it stocked with the bare essentials and enough to get him drunk. Though his "drunk" would only last him about thirty minutes before he'd be perfectly sober again. A blessing and a curse thanks to his demon biology. "Sure. Time to mix lives and change drinks," he says quietly, but has a feeling that's not how the saying goes. He pours some vodka into the mixer along with some flat 7-Up, ice, and begins shaking it. He pours it into a glass and pulls out a little cherry from a glass jar, places it in the drink and slides the drink to Lady.

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"Bone apple ti-"

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"Don't finish that sentence." Lady says, glaring at him as he has that annoying shit eating grin on his face, just like when he needlessly says "Jackpot". She takes the drink and takes a sip. The drink is cold. But that's really all it has going for it.

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"How is it?" Dante asks, raising an eyebrow at her.

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"It's... Not good." She answers as she finishes it.

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"You say that, yet you finished it." He laughs and takes the cup. He picks up a rag to clean the cup like a barkeep.

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"It would be a waste," Lady answers. She hated wasting alcohol thanks to it being expensive. "I'd like another."

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Dante laughs again, rinses out the shaker and mixes up another drink, this time using orange juice. Lady sets her elbow on the counter, leaning her head on her arm. "Long day, ma'am?" Dante asks as if he's playing the role of a proper bartender.

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Lady smiles softly as she watches him shake the shaker. "Not really. Just some small-time demons," she says as she finishes her pizza. "Nothing I couldn't handle. Just wish someone would... Actually come out and do his job."

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"Real shame that is, ma'am." He says and pours the new concoction into the glass, slides it to her, and she takes a drink.

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The woman squints at him. "This one's worse. How'd you manage that?" She asks and finishes the drink. She can feel her cheeks start to heat up from the amount of vodka she's consumed.

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"I never said I knew how to make drinks," Dante shrugs. I forgot she doesn't like sweets. 'side from me. Probably because of how sweet she is. He thinks to himself and takes her glass. "Lemme try again, free of charge, of course."

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It's Lady's turn to laugh. "Shoot me."

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"Don't tempt me with a good time," Dante smirks as he pours lemonade, lime juice, ice and more vodka into the mixer and begins to shake. He finishes, pours, adds a cherry and slides it down to Lady. "Try this one. Third time's a charm."

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Dante shimmies over to her and leans in front of her as she takes a sip. Her face lights up just a bit, and he smirks. "Well done, Mr. Barkeep, sir," Lady says playfully.

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"Please, Mr. Sir was my father," Dante jokes. "Glad I could please."

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Lady slides off her seat. "My turn!" She walks over to his side of the bar. "Go on, scoot."

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Dante smiles as she nudges him to go to the other side. He holds up his hands defensively. "Fine, fine," he says as he plops down on the seat, scootching her drink over to her.

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Lady takes small sips of the drink as she makes Dante a drink. She's just the same when it comes to making drinks, but she's really doing it just to have fun.

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Dante leans on the counter. "So, come here often?" He asks as he watches Lady fumble about, trying to find anything sweet or not expired. It seems the vodka's starting to catch up to her.

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"Only when the annoyingly handsome man in front of me asks for money," She says, giving him a smug look as she shakes the mixer. "And when I come to check in on him."

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"Well... I 'ppreciate it... I appreciate you." Dante says, and he can see Lady blush for a moment.

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Or it was the vodka. Lady pours the drink into a new glass and hands it to him. Dante takes it and takes a sip and smiles. "Not bad. If you weren't a badass beauty with a gun, you could be a bartender." He says as he holds the drink out for her. Lady picks up her drink, and the two of their glasses tink together.

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"Salud!/Cheers!" They say at the same time and down their drinks.

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Over the next hour, the two fumble about, throwing out any expired drinks and combining anything that could be combined that sounded slightly good. All the while taking little shots here and there.

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"Try this one," Lady says as she hands Dante a glass.

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He doesn't even have to take a drink. He already knows what it is from the colour and the smell. But he takes a sip regardless. "Lady. This is straight vodka."

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"Is it? Hang on," She says, taking the cup and a sip. "Eyep. Straight vodka." She says, and they both laugh.

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"And then, I landed on Morrison's car," Dante says as he leans his back on the counter with Lady sitting next to him. "He gave me an earful after that."

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"SO that's why he was mad last month!" Lady laughs. "Trish and I were wondering." She says as she sits up straight and begins waving her index finger around. "That's the last time I ever let that no good Devil Hunter borrow my car, I tell you!" She says, doing her best impression of the fixer before cracking herself up. Dante smiles as he watches her being cute.

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The two found themselves lying on the floor, looking at the ceiling. Multiple glasses sit empty on the counter.

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Dante's buzz was dying down, and he was just lying lazily with the woman. He lies there quietly until he feels Lady's fingers reach over to his hand. He opens his hand, and she interlocks their fingers.

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"... Hey."

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"You're not gonna throw up on me, are you?" Dante asks, still at the ceiling.

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"No," Lady breathes a laugh. "The room’s not spinning anymore." She says as she rolls onto her side and looks at the man. She pouts a little that he's still not looking at her. "Hey."

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"I'm not going to look at you."

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"You want to look at me." She states.

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"I'm not going to."

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"Because if you do..." She says as he goes to poke his face, and he grabs her hand. "You'll crack. Like an egg," she says with a giggle.

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A smile cracks through on the man's face as the woman's antics get him. "Yes," He mumbles as he looks at her, and she scootches closer to him. "Yes, I will."

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Lady rests her head on his shoulder. "You know what today is?"

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"The day a raven-haired, revenge-crazed woman shot me in the head nine years ago?" Dante muses. The day I lost Vergil. is left unsaid, but both knew. "I think I still have the scar."

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"We both know that isn't true..." Lady says as she frees her hand, places it on his hair and pushes it away from his forehead. "See... No... Sc..." She begins to say, but her words die off as she looks at his... Stupidly handsome cold blue eyes...

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Dante gently places a hand on her hip, snapping her back to reality, and she shakes her head. "No scar." She leans forward to give him a kiss, but misses the mark, hitting right at the bridge of his nose. "I'm glad you didn't forget."

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"Couldn't forget you, even if I tried." Dante laughs as the woman's head finds its way back to his shoulder. "Are you okay? I'm not complaining, but you're usually not... This clingy."

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"Shut it..." Lady says, looking to the side. She can feel her cheeks heating up again.

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"I like it. It's nice."

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At the word, he looks up at the man's face, and he looks down at her. She leans up and kisses him.

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Dante smiles as he feels her chapped lips meet his, and his grip on her hip tightens as he kisses her back. Lady tries to go in for another kiss, but he leans back. He can count on one hand how many times he's done that. "You're still drunk."

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Lady pouts again in protest. "Just a little..." She says as she wraps her arms around his neck and closes her eyes.

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Dante smiles as he slides his arm under her and picks her up bridal style. "Come on. If you fall asleep on the floor, your back is going to be killing you in the morning."

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"No it won'ttt... I'm only 27, I'll be fineeee..." Lady mumbles, already half asleep.

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Dante blinks as he never really considered how old Lady was. Or himself, really. They met when she was fresh out of high school, but he really didn't know how old she was. That'd make him what? 30? 29? That sounds about right...

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Fuck. I'M getting old. He thinks to himself as he reaches his room. He slides an old magazine off his bed and sets Lady down on it. He takes off her combat boots and gloves, setting them beside his bed. He moves his pillow under her head as she has already started snoring. He moves his teddy bear underneath his own as he scootches into the bed and places the blanket over both of them.

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Despite knowing she's asleep, he can feel Lady already snuggling close to him, wrapping her arms around him like a big teddy bear. He laughs again, leaning his head down into her shoulder. "Hey, Lady," he whispers quietly, not expecting a response. "Thanks for caring about me."

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"Of course..." Lady whispers back with a sleepy kiss on his cheek, and Dante goes still... Until he hears another soft snore from Lady.

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God. I love this woman.

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As usual, when Lady stays over, the rays of the sun shining through the windows wake her up. One day, I'm going to make him buy some stupid blinds. She thinks to herself as she detaches herself from Dante and sits up. She looks over at the man resting. It's always so eerie for her to see him sitting still. But today it feels different. Seeing him just lie there on his teddy bear.

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She smiles softly as her fingers wrap around his hand and holds his hand as she leans over to start placing kisses on his face.

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Dante's eyes open as he feels the kisses, and he smirks. "You feeling better?"

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"A bit, yeah," Lady whispers as she feels Dante's hands grab her hips. She continues to place kisses on his face and his neck until she gets flipped over by Dante. "You still need some blinds. And when was the last time you washed this blanket? Actually, don't answer that."

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Dante laughs as Lady starts acting like her usual self. But seeing her hair halo out underneath her... It makes her look like she was sent from heaven itself. A badass battle-scarred angel armed to the teeth with every weapon known to man. It makes him wonder what he did to deserve her.

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That didn't stop him, though. He presses kisses on each of her scars as he pulls up her shirt and lays a kiss on her belly button, getting a laugh from his Lady. He slowly slides her shorts off and pulls down with his teeth her underwear, getting a soft moan from the woman. He places more kisses on her clit, ever slowly reaching her womanhood.

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Lady's mind was only starting to wake up, but the moment Dante started pleasuring her womanhood with his mouth, her mind was fully awake. Her eyes widen as she moans and leans back for him. "Ha..." She can hardly put together a word as he services her. He's being slower and methodical about it, too, rather than their usual romps, and it's driving her insane. With shaky hands and a distracted mind, she slowly starts to unbutton her shirt, struggling with a few of the buttons. Eventually, she does get the blasted thing off, and she pulls her bra down, freeing her breasts.

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Dante eyes the woman as boobs come into view. He would do his usual whistle if he could. But eating her out will have to do for now. Plus, hearing her moan and slightly squirm rather than her getting onto him that he's seen her like this hundreds of times now, is quite nice. He tightly holds onto one of her legs while his other hand reaches up to grab one of her breasts and squeezes,  getting another moan from the woman.

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Dante starts playing with her nipple, all the while giving her breast a squeeze every so often. It's not too long before it all becomes too much for the woman as she leans her head back into the pillow, as an orgasm washes over her. She moans loudly as Dante laps up all of her juices.

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Dante sits up as he catches his breath. He then whistles and scratches his chin as he watches Lady pant and recover from her orgasm. She rolls her eyes. "You're stupid..." She says while Dante pulls his shirt off and climbs on top of her.

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"Yeah, but you love it~" He says, and Lady just looks to the side, cheeks just as red as his. He pulls his pants and underwear down, freeing his hard member as he leans down on her and kisses her. Lady closes her eyes as she kisses him back, and he gently bites her bottom lip. They continue to kiss each other as he slowly enters her and she fully takes him. Their kisses are interrupted by soft and quiet moans or when they take short respites to catch their breath.

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The bedframe quietly creaks underneath the two as Dante slowly thrusts into the woman. The room is filled with quiet pants and moans from both as they both dissolve into the pleasure.

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"Lady..." Dante whispers as he leans his head down into her neck, and she wraps her arms around his back. "Lady, I lo..." he starts to whisper, but the words are cut off as he feels her kiss his cheek and nip his ear. His thrusts start to slow as he starts to hear something.

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Lady is far too distracted. Her mind is ablaze with pleasure from the slow lovemaking as she places love bites on Dante's chest and neck. She starts to lose herself in the pleasure, and another orgasm washes over her, and she throws her head back. "FU-"

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"DANTE! I'VE COME TO BARGAIN!" A voice of girl yells from downstairs.

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Both Lady and Dante go as still as a deer in headlights as they stare at the door wide open to his room.

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"DANTE! I KNOW YOU'RE IN HERE!" Patty yells as she crosses her arms and walks around the downstairs, and sees all of the empty bottles and cups scattered around the counter.

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"Shit/crap..." They whisper at the same time, and he quickly removes himself from Lady. Lady pushes the man off the bed as  she scrambles to get her underwear back on, along with her other clothes. The two quickly get their clothes on so the child doesn't have to see her stand-in mom and dad in a state of undress and scar the girl more than she already is.

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Once the two quickly get their clothes on, they scramble downstairs to meet the girl who is already cleaning up their mess from last night.

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"There you are, Dante!" Patty says excitedly. "I've come to bargain! Oh! Hi, Lady!"

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"Hi Patty," Lady says as she pats Patty's head and helps her with cleaning the various cups and shot glasses.

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"Have you now? What would you like this time?" Dante asks as he leans on the counter.

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Patty squints at him and looks over at Lady. "... Lady, why are you wearing Dante's pants and jacket? And why do you have bruises on your neck, Dante?"

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Both go red in the face immediately. "I uh... Got cold." Lady says.

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Dante walks over to Patty. "We're getting off track. What would you like, Patty-Cake?"

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Patty still squints at the man, not buying Lady's story. The two were up to something... But that's not what she was here for. "I would like two... No three sundaes! That should make up for all of the cleaning I've done for you."

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"Two. You'll get cavities if you eat too much." Dante says as he pats her head. Lady smiles as she watches the two. Dante looks over at her. He gives her a look that she reads loud and clear. You'll spot me, right?

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She squints back at him, scrunching her nose at him. You'll owe me.

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Dante just shrugs. Put it on the tab.

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"Sundaes do sound nice," Lady smiles as she grabs Patty's hand. "We'll make him get us three."

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"Hang on now..."

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Patty laughs and then sticks her tongue out at Dante. "Let's go!" She says as she grabs Dante's hand and pulls both out of the shop.

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Both Dante and Lady smile as the girl pulls them along to go get ice cream.

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Though time may have passed and the two have grown, just for today, the two weren't alone.

Notes:

"Chapter 7(now chapter 8) Will Definitely Be The Last Chapter, For Sure. For Realsies. Definitely. I Swear." I lied as easily as I breathe.

I wrote this in roughly in a day to get back into the groove of writing DanLady FOR chapter 8, since it's been uhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Five-ish months since the last time I wrote them. I hope y'all enjoy!

Y'all know the drill, if you have any suggestions or critiques, please let me know!

Until next time!

Chapter 4: Not in Love

Summary:

Dante and Lady fuck while chicken nuggets are cooking. That's... That's the chapter.

Notes:

This takes place a bit after the anime and before DMC4, so a few years after the first two chapters.

Note: This can be read by itself without reading the first two chapters.

Title based off of the song by Robert Smith and a refrence to the first chapter.

"DANTE!" Trish yells from downstairs. "IT'S TOO DAMN HOT IN HERE! WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO FIX THE DAMN AC?!" 

 

"YEAH, YEAH!" Dante yells as he walks into the kitchen where Lady is standing and leaning on the Island of the Kitchen. "I'LL FIX IT WHEN YOU START PAYING RENT!" 

 

Trish rolls her eyes. "I don't even live here..." Trish says as she walks out of the bar to go kick the Air Conditioning Unit. Perhaps that will fix it. 

 

"As I was saying..." Lady continued their conversation before it was interrupted. She often visited between jobs before she got back to her apartment to see if the Devil Hunter would finally pay back his very large debt. But just like all of the other visits... As a testament to the broken A/C, that debt would remain unpaid. 

 

At least for today.

 

Dante walks over to the fridge and opens the freezer. Feeling the cold air blow on his face feels so refreshing compared to the heat of the shop. "I saw this lady out on my last job. She was fighting what looked to be angels or something of the like," Lady says, crossing her arms.

 

Dante swings his head out from the freezer and looks at her with a weird look. "That can't be right," He says, pulling out a bag of frozen chicken nuggets. It wasn’t a pizza, but they were cheap and he was hungry.

 

"That's what I'm saying," Lady continues. "But she has a weird way of fighting. It looked like she was using her... Hair. And her moves were... like a dance. But not only that, she had guns. So many guns," Lady says, and Dante throws the chicken nuggets on the counter. "Like Ebony and Ivory, but... She had some on her feet like-"

 

"Heels?" Dante laughs as he walks over to her. "If you're asking me to get you some..." He starts saying but trails off as he laughs at the thought of her in heels. He's very rarely ever seen her in anything other than her combat boots. Of course- There are the times that he has seen her out of them when they... 

 

God, it's way too hot to think about that. That, and his stomach has other ideas. 

 

Dante scowls, seeing how Lady's still leaning on the Island in front of the counter he needs to get into.

 

"Not asking for them. Kalina Ann works just fin-" Lady starts to say before Dante picks her up and places her on the counter.

 

This is not where she thought today was going. It was really hot in the shop. Not only that, she had just gotten done with a job that was already sweaty and gross. But...

 

Screw it. She thinks as Dante kneels down in front of her. It has been a while... Goes through her head before she's quickly disappointed as Dante just opens the cabinet, pulls out a plate, gets up, and begins to walk back to the counter where the chicken nuggets reside.

 

Lady just blinks, half disappointed how quickly he got her in the mood just for a plate of chicken nuggets. There was no way that WASN'T intentional.

 

Unbeknownst to her... Dante's want for the chicken nuggets for lunch was the ONLY thing going through his head. Lady frowns in frustration, and right as he sets the plate down, Lady moves her foot to grab his hood to pull him back, and then moves her other leg to move him back to turn him back to face her. 

 

Dante frowns as Lady keeps getting in the way between him and his plate of chicken nuggets. "Bit too hot for this, isn't it?" He asks as Lady wraps her arms around his neck. But seeing her in the mood starts to get Dante's brain working... If I get the chicken nuggets in the microwave, we kiss a bit while they cook... They'll be ready by the time they're done! We both get what we want! He schemes. He smiles and places his hands on her hips.

 

"Just shut up..." 

 

"Guess you're gonna have to make me then," Dante says as Lady leans her face towards him and kisses him. She closes her eyes as they both kiss for a few moments. Over the years, both of them have done this song and dance again and again. This was a normal occurrence at this point. They never made it official. Never put a title on it. Didn't really see the point in their line of work. But, Lady never denied her absolute HUGE crush on the man and would never say she doesn't care for him... And as for Dante, his eyes never seemed to be on anyone else. Of course, except Ebony and Ivory, his two ladies at his sides. 

 

Dante picks her up and carries her to the counter. Lady hardly protests, only breaking away from the kiss to follow up with another. While one of Dante's hands reaches the back of her head, the other hand feels around for the plate. He finds it and moves the bag of chicken nuggets to the plate.

 

Shit. I need my other hand. Dante frowns as he was getting more frustrated that his lunch was so close... Yet so so far away...

 

All the while, Lady was simply enjoying their kiss. She breaks away to catch her breath before biting his bottom lip. She presses herself into him despite how hot it is. She feels Dante's other hand slip around onto her back as he turns her around on the counter and climbs into her. Not the worst place they've done it. They've worked with less.

 

Dante, on the other hand, had maneuvered their position so that he could free both of his hands, open the blasted bag of nuggets, and pour them onto the plate. Lastly is just to keep Lady happy while he gets the plate of chicken nuggets into the microwave. Then beebop boop, nugget time.

 

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Meanwhile, outside...

 

Trish has spent the last 25 minutes inspecting the Air Conditioning Unit to see what's wrong with it. But... She's not a mechanic. 

 

Sooooo....

 

She kicks the blasted thing a few times, and a black frog hops out of it, and the machine begins running again. "Oh! Where are you off to, little guy?" Trish asks, not expecting an answer. Frogs aren't usually black, are they? It did cause an A/C unit to malfunction though...

 

The little amphibian didn't seem demonic, but it didn't seem like any normal frog. It had a bit of... Magic to it? 

 

Trish couldn't question it any longer before the little creature hops away and she just shrugs and walks back into the shop. 

 

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Meanwhile, back upstairs...

 

The hum of the microwave is merely background noise as the two softly moan and pant as they hardly can keep their lips off of each other. 

 

Dante holds Lady's hips as her long legs are wrapped around his back, as she holds his face with her hands as they make out. Dante holds her tight, making sure not to threaten to drop her as he presses her against the wall. Over the years, Lady had filled out quite well compared to her scrappy figure when they had first met. Dante had as well. He wasn't as lean and was a bit more gruff.

 

Both had come a long way since they had first met on Temen-ni-gru years ago. Dante wore t-shirts more often now too. Save for today. Its too hot for that. Scars now cover Lady's body- each telling a different story, which Dante always loved to feel.

 

Lady had smacked the Trickster after she foiled his plot of trying to secretly get the nuggets in the microwave while they went at it. But all was forgiven when he offered her half. She didn't eat as much as Dante, compared to his insane metabolism, but she wouldn't deny the joy that is chicken nuggets. Plus, it's one of the few times she's seen him eat something that wasn't pizza and ice-cream sundaes. 

 

Dante carried her to his desk, sitting her down, and she laughed as he sat in his cushioned chair. His pants and underwear drop to the floor, freeing his erect member to the warm air of the shop. Lady pulls her skirt down, pulling her panties to the side, and lifts a leg over Dante's shoulder. Dante holds her leg, being ever so mindful of the faded scar on it. Even after all these years, he's been so mindful of her, despite her being tough as nails, she's still human. 

 

Lady leans her arms behind her onto the desk as Dante holds his cock, guiding it to her entrance, getting a moan from her. 

 

"Gonna have to be quiet," Dante says Lady leans her head back. "Don't want Trish knowin' what were up to..." he says and Lady rolls her eyes.

 

"Not that she'd care..." Lady says quietly, trying to suppress her moans. "If anything, I'll buy her a pizza to make up for it..."

 

"Now hang on!" Dante says as he fully sheathes himself in her, getting another moan from Lady. "You've never-"

 

"It'll have extra olives. Pineapple. Burnt crust..." Lady says, reciting Trish's Pizza order that she has memorized from their Girls' nights, as her mind starts to drift, as Dante sets the pace for them.

 

"That's just evil..." Dante says as Lady begins to roll her hips into him, causing him to hitch his breath. What kind of monster orders a pizza with olives and a burnt crust, no less?! 

 

Lady laughs as sweat begins to form on her forehead and her entire body. Her shirt was already drenched before they even started fucking, but now her shirt is sticking to her curves, giving Dante an eye full. "If you're good, I'll order you one too... If you pay back your debt a little, at least," she says, panting as Dante begins to speed up his thrusts. She knows he won't. It's a miracle there's even electricity running the shop.

 

"Hang on..." Dante's thrusts start to feel less rhythmic as he tries to do the math on her logic. But the math wasn't mathing. 

 

Lady realizes how distracted he is. "Less thinking... More fu-" she says, and Dante doesn't even let her finish as he kisses her and begins the faster pace. This sends shocks down her spine and her eyes widen as her walls clamp down on his cock. She moans into the kiss as her mind starts to take a sabbatical.

 

Dante speeds up his thrusts, continuing to leave kisses on her cheek, feeling her melt at his touch. There was one thing he could take pleasure in knowing after all these years. He knows how to please his Lady. 

 

It doesn't take long before Dante can feel her getting close. He was close too. Lady's legs start to squeeze him as he continues to thrust into her quickly and hard. The rolls of Lady's hips meeting his feel so good. 

 

"God..." Lady moans, almost drooling from the pleasure. It isn't long before she reaches her peak, squeezing her legs against Dante with all of her strength. Dante is quick to follow, wrapping his arms around her as she starts to collapse onto the desk as her arms give out. Papers and magazines fall off the desk onto the floor as they hold each other, lying on the desk, catching their breath. It feels nice... Just lying here, in his embrace. It also wasn't so hot anymore. It felt almost romantic... Until the two are interrupted by the beeping of the microwave. 

 

---

 

"Soooo..." Lady says, sitting on the edge of his desk, picking up a chicken nugget. The two quickly cleaned up after their quick tryst with the promise of chicken nuggets. 

 

"Again, I'm not buying you those gun heels," Dante says as he looks up from his magazine and gestures for her to lean towards him. She gives and leans forward. Unsuspectingly, Dante leans forward as if to give her a kiss, but instead bites the chicken nugget out of her hand. 

 

"H-Hey!" Lady shouts and Dante gives her a shit-eating grin, still holding out half the chicken nugget... Until she grabs it and eats it. 

 

"Hey! That was mine!" Dante says, almost hurt. "And that was in my mouth! What if it was a slice of pizza?!"

 

Lady rolls her eyes. "I've eaten worse. And I would have done the same thing!"

 

"You monster!" Dante yells playfully.

 

"Hey, so I got the Air Conditioning working again about fifteen minutes ago, so if you're hot, it's something else," Trish says, interrupting the two's "argument", standing in the doorway. Dante and Lady just blinked at her, both sweaty and flushed, never having noticed the A/C was working again. "Pfft," Trish says as she sees the papers and magazines on the floor, and the two are sweaty and flushed. She rolls her eyes, turns around, and walks back downstairs. "Children. I swear."

 

The phone rings, and Dante picks it up. "Devil May Cr-"

 

"dANTE! YOU WON'T BELIEVE WHAT HAPPENED!" The familiar voice of Patty yells from the phone, and Dante holds it away from his ear. Lady smiles, looking at him, seeing him listen to the girl. His face always softens when he talks to Patty. Something she's noticed recently. It's nice to see him compared to either his gloomy state or annoying cocky self.

 

She takes another chicken nugget and hops off the desk. She needs a shower. She starts to walk to his bathroom until the lights go out and the power cuts off. 

 

"You... Didn't pay the electricity, did you?" Lady says, looking over at Dante, who is hanging up the phone.

 

"Guilty," Dante says, putting up his hands. "Or the water."

 

"dANTE!" Trish yells from downstairs.

Notes:

This one isn't as ushy gushy like the last two. It was more self indulgent, basing it off of @dangerousbride's pic of Dante and Lady arguing like an old married couple over the heat of the shop lmao. Anyway, I hope y'all enjoyed! If you have any suggestions or critiques, please let me know!

Until next time!

Edit: The next chapter is gonna be the end of the tiny snippets, for realsies.

Chapter 5: I Can't Help Falling in Love with-

Summary:

Trish tries to kind of set up Dante and Lady. It kinda works.

Notes:

Spoilers for DMC4 and very minor spoilers for DMC5. Best enjoyed after reading the last three chapters and playing/watching 4 and 5. But hey, I ain't your parent.

Morrison, Trish, and Lady are all sitting at a bar. The Fixer had just paid the two lovely ladies their cut of the share of the money from their last job. Dante had opted to not go to this one due to being tasked by Patty to carry her bags for a shopping spree. Something to make up for their last call going short because of the electricity getting cut off.

 

Trish just sips at her whiskey neat while Lady slumps onto the bar, exhausted from the last job. That and she had been on a week-long bender, but that couldn't possibly play into the exhaustion, right? 

 

She didn't drink often. She'd have a few drinks when she had a Girls' night with Trish, or when Dante and Trish would celebrate after a hard job. But it was the anniversary of her mother's death. It had slowly become a tradition for her to go on a bender, the week of her death every year. 

 

Morrison takes a drink from his Rum and Coke and looks over at Lady. "Alright, spill the beans, Lady."

 

"Mmm?" Lady says from the bar.

 

"How does our mutual Financially Irresponsible Demon Hunter have your fancy?" Morrison asks, setting his drink on the bar. He knew the two were crazy about each other, but had been dancing around the fact. That and Trish wouldn't stop complaining about it, so it was high time he got down to the bottom of it. 

 

Lady just looks at the bottle of beer in front of her. She was already three shots of vodka within forty-five minutes, and the room was already spinny. So, staring at the bottle was helping.

 

The question finally fully processed in her brain. Dante. He means Dante. She thinks and can already feel her cheeks heat up. She finally sits up and already feels as if she is gonna fall off the stool, and then she feels Trish's hand steady her. 

 

Why did she even like him? She asks herself. He had accumulated a large debt with her, Trish, and Morrison because of his awful spending habits. He was like that one annoying coworker, but was somehow equally good at their job. And despite her telling him to get some drapes for his windows over and over again, he never did. 

 

But also at the same time, she enjoyed looking at his stupid face. Seeing him be so gentle with her. How he and Trish always get along. How he and Morrison would always throw shade at each other but still be friends. How he would drop everything to help out Patty.

 

Because, despite everything, Dante was one of the very few good things in her life. 

 

Lady holds herself steady, holding the stool. "Cutting the ties that bind," Lady finally answers, and Morrison raises an eyebrow. "I killed my fa- That bald bastard..." Lady says, taking a sip of her beer and settling herself again. "And and... he... Killed his brother..." 

 

Both Morrison and Trish go silent as they watch Lady open a little. Trish and Lady had their girls' nights, but she had never been able to pry open the safe that is Lady. 

 

And Morrison knew Dante was always a little brooding, often going weeks on end without paying for his electricity. It was almost as if Dante was making Devil May Cry his own personal prison... Hell, that's part of why he gave Dante the job to watch Patty. But now, knowing a little piece of Dante's mind... It makes sense now.

 

"Even after swearing he'd protect him..." Lady continues taking as she takes a sip and leans on the bar again after feeling herself get dizzy again. "And after everything he's lost... He's still good," She whispers, looking down at the bottom of her beer. Trish frowns and places a hand on Lady's shoulder. 

 

Morrion finishes his Rum and Coke before he finally speaks. "Dam-" he barely gets out before Lady cuts him off.

 

"aND HE'S A TEN!" Lady says, placing her head on the bar.

 

Aaaand they've lost her.

 

Morrison frowns at her. "Lady, you can tell us the truth. He's not here right now."

 

"He's a six at best!" Trish admits after finishing her drink.

 

"yOU TAKE THAT BACK!" Lady shouts, and Trish grabs Lady's arm to help her out of the bar.

 

"Alright, alright..."

 

"Now hang on, you just gonna leave me with the tab?" Morrison says to Trish, and she sticks her tongue out.

 

"Thanks, Morrison!" Trish says as the two walk(More of Trish was doing the walking and Lady was being dragged.) out of the bar. 

 

---

 

Trish and Dante are both sitting upside down on a couch in an abandoned building on a stakeout for a job. The two keep throwing a ball at a wall and catching it when it bounces back.

 

They had gotten bored thirty minutes into the steak out, waiting for the demon attack, so they opted for throwing the ball against the wall. Dante had sat upside down and Trish had laughed at him. She followed suit to see if it helped pass the time. It doesn't, but it is kind of fun.

 

After Trish took Lady back to her apartment a few days ago, she made sure Lady was tucked in and a trash can was sitting next to the bed so she could throw up if she needed to. Though Lady had tried to wrangle Trish into being her teddy bear for the night, she was able to slink away from the woman's insanely strong grip. 

 

Morrison had been bugging Trish nonstop since that last job to get Lady and Dante together. She didn't really see the need to. They practically were already together... But Lady was her best friend, and she did want to help her out. Even if it was with...

 

She looks over at Dante, with him scratching his mustache. Trish throws the ball, and it bounces back in Dante's direction. "You should shave it off," Trish says. 

 

"What?" Dante asks, throwing the ball, and it bounces in Trish's direction. "I like it. I think it makes me look..." He takes a moment to think of the word. Perhaps the blood was getting to his head. "... Dandy," He finally says and Trish throws the ball in his direction. 

 

"Both Lady and I think it looks like a silver turd," Lady says, finally sitting rightside up and putting her hand through her hair. "Well, Lady called it a silver caterpillar."

 

"A turd?!" Dante catches the ball and ponders a moment. "Fine... I'll just stick to the stubble."

 

Trish smiles for a moment. He'd really do anything for his Lady, huh? "The five-o'clock shadow suits you and your business." She walks over to the window,  squints her eyes, and lowers her voice to be gruff. At least the best she could. "It was a cold afternoon in the city that never sleeps..." She says dramatically, putting her hands behind her back as if she were in some Detective Noir movie. 

 

Dante falls over himself to scramble to the opposite side of the room and stand at the other window. "Just like the city... Crime never sleeps... And neither do I," He says, scratching his chin. "It's my job to protect this sleepless city. It ain't easy work either. It isn't sunshine and rainbows like that city next door- Raccoon City. No, Red Grave is a city chock-full of crime and sin... That's where I got my name- Chris Redgrave."

 

"Pfft-!" Trish laughs, interrupting the man and his theatrics. "Not the shitty name!"

 

"Hey!" Dante shouts. "Chris Redgrave is a great name. Though I'd go with Edmond now, because that sounds way cooler. Anyway, what's with the Detective Noir?" 

 

"A movie, Lady and I watched recently," Trish answers before walking up to his window and leaning on the wall beside it. "So, you and Lady?"

 

Dante blinks at her. "What about me and Lady?" 

 

"You two... Ever going to... You know," Trish says, squinting at him. "What do humans call it. Tie the knot? You two are practically inseparable."

 

Dante blinks as he starts putting together what Trish is laying down. "Oh," is all that comes out of his mouth before he backs away from the window and bounces the ball off the ceiling.

 

"Just... Oh?" Trish asks. "Dante, you obviously like her. I've seen the way you look at her. And you just said you'd shave your mustache off just because she said she didn't like it."

 

He had never really thought of their relationship(?) that way. They've had each other since Temen-ni-gru, and that's what really mattered. Even when he's asked for more money from her, or when she'd bribe him with the reward that she'd erase his debt to her if he won a bet (He's going to win some day.). At the end of the day, they were friends who bantered more often than not. With the more than occasional fuck here and there. And he lets her borrow the Devil May Cry credit card to buy whatever grabs her fancy.

 

Oh my god. They are practically an old married couple. 

 

Trish smirks as she sees the cogs turning in Dante's head. "Now you're getting it. If you don't hurry, she's gonna settle down," She shrugs. 

 

"I think I-"

 

"Oh shit! That's our guy!" Trish says, pointing out the window, and Dante shakes his head, getting it back in the zone as he grabs Rebellion. 

 

"Chr- No." Dante corrects himself, "Edmond Redgrave and his partner are on the job!" He says in his dramatic voice as the two jump out of the window.

 

---

 

A few days after the Events of Fortuna, back at Devil May Cry. 

 

The Devil Hunter hangs up his newly acquired Devil Arms on the walls. He sold the one he acquired years ago to pay rent... or pizzas. Or whatever he felt like spending it on. As much as he didn't want to let go of Nevan, it had been sold with the rest of them. Except for Ebony, Ivory, Rebellion, and Coyote. All of those would stay by his side until the end of his days.  Hopefully, these new ones didn't meet the same fate. (They will)

 

Dante drops two boxes of pizzas onto his desk. One had been ordered by Trish and the other by him. Lady had opted out of ordering one and would just eat theirs. The only problem was that... Was Trish had ran off after ordering the pizza leaving Dante the bill... And a pizza with extra olives. 

 

Luckily, Dante had been paid for a job before the Fortuna Job, so he had just a little bit of extra cash at the moment... As long as Lady didn't wring him dry of the money he still owes her.

 

Money and pizza aside, that didn't stop the Devil Hunter from brooding. Nero was able to yield Yamato. And the way it reacted to him and his silver hair... 

 

"There are only two options," Dante says as he opens a pizza box to see the steaming monstrosity of Extra Olives, Pineapples, and burnt crust sitting in front of him. He scootches it to the side and opens the other box of steaming, glorious, greasy goodness and takes a slice with pieces of bell peppers and sausages falling off of it. "Perfect..." He says as he takes a bite. 

 

"Right, so," Dante says, sitting his feet on his desk. "Either my lovely Lady in the shower..." He looks over in the direction hearing Lady finishing up her shower. "Had my kid..." He ponders the thought for a moment. Trish's words play through his head.

 

"If you don't hurry, she's gonna settle down."

 

Kids wouldn't be so bad. He and Lady... Settling down... Having a farm...

 

"Wait a second, doesn't it take nine months to have a kid?" he counts on his now greasy hand the number of times Lady and he had been apart for more than four months. He didn't have the greatest memory. Especially when telling time. But it wasn't enough time for her to have a kid. Especially Nero's age. 

 

At this point, half of Dante's pizza is gone. Lady walks out of the shower wrapped in a towel. Dante whistles at her as she walks over to the desk. 

 

"You whistle at me like that every time I come out of the shower," Lady says, sitting at the desk. "Or take off my clothes in general."

 

"Hey, I'm just pointing out what I like to see."

 

"It's like how you say, 'Jackpot!' to everything," Lady says as she rolls her eyes.

 

"Jackpot..." Dante whispers in success as he leans up in his chair to get an eyeful of Lady's breasts. 

 

Lady scowls at him and steals a slice of his pizza. "Trish gone?" She asks with a mouthful of pizza. 

 

Dante leans back in his chair and crosses his arms. "Yeah. Said something about having an interview with some scarf-wearing reporter," he says, and then grins a little. "Worried about her getting an eyeful?"

 

"No," Lady says, finishing off the slice of pizza and putting the crust in the box. "She'd honestly care less. She wears less than this. No, I'm just disappointed since she wanted to celebrate together after finishing the Fortuna job," She says, and Dante takes the crust of the pizza that Lady left and puts it into his mouth like a cigar.

 

She also suspected that Trish was up to something. She was ditching Lady and Dante more often than not. It felt like she was trying... To play wingwoman. It couldn't possibly be because of that night out a few weeks ago... Surely...

 

She looks over at Dante, who went back to brooding. The beer Trish had left stayed on his desk, still unopened, and he wasn't eating any of his favorite pizza. Oh my God. He's... Thinking.

 

Dante was still racking his brain about Nero. On one hand, he's thrilled he's no longer alone. He has family. Family that did kick him in the face. Stabbed him in the chest. Hit him a bunch. And flipped him off. But honestly, that's not... Really much different from his brother and his relationship. But on the other hand...

 

Lady interrupts his train of thought. She sits on the arm of his chair and leans on him. "So, this Nero. You, going to explain how he can wield Yamato?" 

 

"Well," Dante shakes his head and noms the rest of the pizza crust. "He didn't come from either you or me," Dante says, picking up a slice of pizza and eating about half of it in one bite. Lady just blinks and looks at Dante. "At least I don't think." 

 

"Is... That's what you were worried about?" Lady asks before laughing. "Yes, Dante, he's not ours!" She says playfully hitting his shoulder. And then it hits her. If Nero wasn't theirs, that would only mean...

 

Dante finishes his slice. He picks up the last slice, and it's about to take a bit before Lady slides off the chair, causing Dante's arm to bump and drop the pizza on the floor. "He's Vergil's son!" Lady says, and Dante looks down at the last slice of his pizza on the ground, disappointed. One day he will get to finish a pizza around Lady and Trish. One day. Maybe.

 

Lady looks down at the pizza, and Dante is already cleaning it up. "Yes. At least, that's what I think," He says and Lady looks at him apologetically about the pizza. He shrugs and opts for... Trish's... "Pizza" if you want to call it that and begins to pick off the olives. Lady starts picking up and eating the picked off pieces. 

 

"Isn't this great? You have family, Dante!  And he's a Demon Hunter!" Lady says, and Dante only frowns.

 

"It is great. But..." Dante says and takes a bite of the salvaged pizza. He can't shake the feeling that it would all just... Get ripped away. Like something bad would happen. Or Nero would end up like...

 

"You're worried he will end up like Vergil," Lady says, almost reading Dante like a book. Something she had gotten quite good at over the last few years. She frowns and leans on the arm of his chair, giving him another eyeful. Unfortunately, the neurons being activated in his brain weren't helping the man feel any better. "Well," Lady says, almost holding Dante's face in a hug. "He won't."

 

Dante blinks. "How-" 

 

"Because he has you now. He's also got that girl," Lady says, hoping her logic is sound. She's not the one usually giving the pep talks. But... She feels Dante's hand hold her in a hug. The situation feels oddly... Familiar to the two's first night cuddling, and Lady admitting she wants Dante to be okay. 

 

"And if he shares any blood with you... And has someone in his life... Then he will end up just fine," She says as she leans up and kisses him. 

 

---

 

The two begin to kiss. And kiss some more. Lady is pretty sure her words got through to the man as her towel slipped off of her and fell to her feet on the ground. 

 

Lady's words did, in fact, help the Devil Hunter feel better. It was actually exactly what he needed to hear after his and Trish's conversation and the Fortuna Job. Dante's tongue enters the woman's mouth, wanting more than just a few kisses. And he could feel that Lady was more than happy to oblige.

 

Lady herself wanted more than the kisses as well. She allows Dante's tongue to enter, and the two tongues dance. She tastes the sweetness from the pineapple of the pizza and realizes that Dante probably could taste the olives. 

 

Dante could, in fact, taste the olives. And hated it. But he loves to kiss Lady more, so the good definitely outweighs the bad. He could feel Lady leaning into him, wrapping her arms around his neck. As much as he would love to get it on in this chair, he REALLY likes this chair, and he doesn’t want to test it’s limits. And the desk has withstood the test of their... Usual business. "mLadmymmmhhff..." Dante gets out between their kisses. 

 

"Less talking," Lady says, and Dante gives a shrug. Lady feels Dante's arms wrap around her and pick her up. She continues their dance of kisses as she is carried to his bedroom portion of the shop. Dante lovingly sets her down onto the bed as she continues their kiss, refusing to let him go. She usually isn't this clingy. Why am I acting so clingy? she thinks before she breaks away from the kiss, holding a hand to Dante's face. 

 

"I'm overdressed," Dante says before placing his jacket on a nearby dresser. It's so weird seeing his room have... Furniture. His bed has an actual bed frame, sheets and a blanket(Be it a little old and needs to be washed). His teddy bear is still posted by his pillow, ever the vigilant one. He has at least a dresser. Still no window curtains, though. He was really moving up in the world.

 

Lady smirks and helps him remove his belt buckle while Dante takes care of his shirt. He shimmies out of his boots, pants, and underwear before Lady stands up and pushes him down onto the bed. 

 

The woman crawls onto the man, and all he can do is smile at her. The smile makes her blush, but she smiles and kisses him anyway. There isn't any banter this time around. 

 

Just two people, finally accepting the fact that they are in love. They didn't need to say it. They knew. 

 

Dante will forever be gentle with her, regardless of what she asks. She sees him turn his teddy bear around to face the wall before his hands return to her. She can feel him holding onto her thighs and caressing her sides, his thumbs catching and gently touching her scars, which send shivers down her spine. 

 

Lady straddles his waist and slowly lines herself up. There's hardly any need for foreplay. The kisses handled that. The two want each other. Badly. 

 

Lady is quick to start a pace where Dante matches. Feeling him inside her sets her on fire. She leans down on him, pressing her boobs against him and he kisses her forehead. Lady takes a moment and sits up, and begins to ride the man again. Both of them begin to pant and moan. Lady grabs Dante's hands to her breasts, and he holds her. His hands squeeze them, and the feeling is unbelievable. 

 

Lady's hand rests on Dante's chest while he holds the other to his mouth, leaving a kiss on the back of her hand. Lady can only smile at him and his goofy, stupid face. And as for Dante, he couldn't hope to let go of the Lady riding up top of him. 

 

Lady's pace begins to speed up as she reaches her peak. She feels Dante's member fill her up as she leans down, as she is brought to her orgasm and holds him close as she goes still, panting and catching her breath.

 

The roll of Dante's hips slows as he reaches his orgasm, leaving the two panting in each other's arms. He places his head in the crook of Lady's neck as she places kisses on him.

 

Dante smiles as he holds Lady close. It was always nice to hold her like this. Feeling her heartbeat. Smelling the smell of her clean hair. Maybe they didn't have to settle down. Perhaps this was the closest they'd get to a piece of home.

 

Lady has her fists balled against his chest as he holds her close. It feels so odd when he's sitting still. "Don’t let me go, again." she whispers, closing her eyes.

 

Again?

 

When had she ever said that?

 

Dante smiles softly at her words. "I won't. Promise," Dante whispers back and kisses her head again. “Lady, I lo-”

 

---

 

And then her eyes shoot open.

 

One year after the events of Qliphoth. 

15 July, 03:14 AM 

 

Lady wakes up from her dream, panting. She's lying in Dante's bed, holding Kalina Ann and Dante's teddy bear, cuddling close to both. Alone.

 

Notes:

Alternate Title: Where did your Love Go?

@YumemiWRLD did a video of a drunk Lady talking to Nero saying his Uncle is a 10, so that's what the first bit is based off of.

I had fun writing this chapter! Didn't know where I was going for a bit of it, but it came together well, I'd like to think.

Please if you have any critiques, suggestions or request, please let me know!

EDIT: So, having a think about it I have some good news and bad news:

Good news: This no longer is the conclusion! There will be not one, BUT TWO new chapters and a the D&D spin off oneshot.

Bad News: Writing machine broke. Not my phone! Just me lol.

Give me some time. The plan is to get all 3 chapters out at the same time!

Chapter 6: Casual

Summary:

Best enjoyed after reading the last four chapters and playing/watching DMC5. Or not, I'm not your parent. There are spoilers for DMC5. So, here's your warning.

Title based off the song by Chappell Roan.

Notes:

"I cried, all right. I sat there at my desk and I cried for her, for me, for both of us, for all of us. I can't remember hurting any more in my life than I did then. Hearts are tough, she said, most times hearts don't break, and I'm sure that's right… but what about then? What about who we were then?"

January 12th, 6:54 PM

 

"Casual? HA!" Morrison laughs at the Question. "That's one way of puttin' it!" He says as he gets up and points at the one asking the question. "Those two can hardly keep their hands off each other ever since we started meddling with them. And I just KNOW they did something in my car!"

 

---

January 2nd, 5:21 PM

 

Lady and Dante, did in fact, do something in Morrison's car.

 

It had been a hard job and they had to borrow Morrison's car for it since it had been a bit of ways out of the city. Not a problem. Most of the time they'd take their bikes or something of the like, but Dante wanted to get one last use of his Devil Arms before he sold them to pay off his electricity bill.

 

Something he was doing more often. Lady noticed that it was almost as if... He was taking care of himself more now. Of course, he still has a very large debt to her, but... She didn't mind it as much anymore. She'll eventually get that money. One day. 

 

It had been a cold day and was fairly overcast. It looked like it could snow at any minute.

 

Dante stands outside of the car, breathing out and watching the vapor from his breath fade away. He chuckles remembering his mother called it "Dragon's Breath" when Vergil and him would play out in the snow on days like these.

 

Dante leans on the hood as he waits for Lady to finish buckling up Kalina Ann and her weapons in the backseat of the car. He can't help but smile at the woman as she eventually comes around and looks at Dante. Her eyes go wide in shock as she sees that some of his wounds haven't healed yet. "Dante, you're bleeding!"

 

Dante pats his face and feels one of the places he's bleeding on his forehead. "Oh shit, I guess I am... Weird, I haven't healed yet." He says before shrugging and opening the car door. 

 

"Hang on," Lady says as she grabs his arm and keeps him from entering the car. "Remember, we can't make a mess of Morrison's car." She says and pushes him towards the hood of the car. "Park your butt, mister."

 

Dante smirks as he holds up his hands as Lady lets go and he sits back on the hood of the car. Lady walks to the back of the car to grab a first aid kit and comes back. "All parked?"

 

Dante lets out a laugh as he fully sits on the hood of the car. "As best as I can be."

 

"Parallel?" Lady asks with a smirk as she climbs onto the hood of the car.

 

"In between the lines," Dante says as she scoots in front of him. "You have some wounds too... Usually, it's the other way around when we do this."

 

"Good," Lady says and begins unwrapping some bandages. "And true. But mine have stopped bleeding. You're still bleeding. Now, quit whining!" She says as she begins to wrap his wounds.

 

Dante smiles as he feels her tightly wrap the bandages around his arms. She's a lot less gentle with them than he is, either from lack of experience or just because it's him... He doesn't mind though. 

 

"Stop it," Lady says as she feels Dante looking at her. He smiles and looks up at the cloudy sky. 

 

"Stop what?" 

 

"You know what," She says, tightening one of the bandages. "Looking at me like that. With your rosy cheeks. This isn't any different than any of the other times..."

 

"Other than your vice grip..." Dante laughs. "And my cheeks are only red from how cold it is."

 

"Surrrre." Lady jabs at him. It doesn't take long for her to finish patching him up. "All done," She says as she slides off the car and throws her first aid kit into the car.

 

"Kiss and make it all feel better?" Dante asks and Lady smirks as she rolls her eyes. 

 

"Kiss and make it feel better." She says kissing his now bandaged face. Dante returns the kiss to her lips as her body is gently pushed against the car. Lady lets out a soft happy hum. 

 

"We really should get going..." She whispers, but... 

 

Dante smiles. "We're definitely going to make a mess in Morrison's car."

 

Lady smirks as reason is thrown out the window at this point. The two do their best as they crawl into the passenger seat. It is quite awkward with Lady's legs wrapped around Dante's shoulders. Even with the seat pushed as far back as it could be, it was still a tight fit. Of course, not as tight as the time they did it in a supply closet, but still tight nonetheless.

 

Both laugh as they realize that there are way better ways of doing this, but the weapons in the back make it hard. But they make do. Lady's boots press into Dante's back as he pulls her shorts down.

 

Dante is quick with it as he presses kisses onto Lady's thighs and he gently holds her legs. Lady's hands almost squirm as he grabs the door handle and the center console. She presses her head into the back of the chair as she feels Dante's tongue enter her and begin to eat her out.

 

"Ha..." Lady breaths out as Dante laps away at her womanhood and has to hold her legs from squeezing the life out of him. Not that he would mind, of course.

 

The car is filled with moans and the windows begin to fog from the woman as the Devil Hunter continues to please her. Her mind goes blank with each thrust of his tongue, attacking her folds. Her arms squirm to grab Dante's hair as her orgasm approaches It doesn't take long before Lady comes all too quickly as Dante laps up all of her womanly juices. Her bones and muscles become jelly as she becomes a puddle on the seat. Dante comes up and smiles at her. He untangles the two of them and kisses her. She smiles as she catches her breath.

 

Dante walks back around the car and plops down into the driver's seat and the two look at each other for a moment... Until they both laugh. 

 

The car did get cleaned in the end and both did get paid, but Morrison did always suspect something happened in the car.

 

---

February 15th, 7:35 PM

 

"Casual?" Dante asks. "I mean you could say that," He says looking through the clothes in the dryer. Trish is leaning on the wall beside the washer. 

 

Ever since Dante and Lady confessed to each other after the Fortuna Job years ago now, the two really didn't know how to put their relationship. On one hand, with their line of work, it was very hard to put a title on their relationship. At any point, Dante could fight something he very well couldn't handle, leaving the protection of humanity to Nero. On the other hand, putting a title on their relationship would be nice. It's practically a formality at this point. So they both chose the word Casual to explain it. But it was still a helluva lot more than that. Lady was practically living at the shop with Dante. Even right at this moment he's pulling both of their clothes from the dryer.

 

Both of them grimaced at the now-shaded pink bras and white shirts of Lady that had been washed together with some of Dante's clothes. "... She's likes pink? Women like pink, right?" Dante asks with a bit of panic in his voice and Trish just pats him on the shoulder. 

 

They hear a door to the shop open and the sound of cabinets opening and closing. They hear the person come up the stairs. "Hey, Dante!" They hear Lady call out. "How would you like to eat food off each other for the night?"

 

Dante stifles a laugh. "We... Forgot to do dishes, didn't we?" 

 

Lady pops her head into the room. "Yep!" She says smiling. Her eyes widen as she sees Trish asking Dante questions. "Oh hey, Tris-" She begins to say and immediately her face becomes a glare as she sees Dante holding the now pink-dyed bra. "tHAT'S MY FAVORITE BRA!"

 

"That's my cue to leave!" Trish says as she skedaddles out of the shop.

 

---

March 12th, 9:34 AM

 

"Casual?" Nero asks, answering Trish's question with another question as he looks through a catalog of rings. "If that's what you wanna call it. You saw how they acted on the last job."

 

---

March 1st, 10:00 PM

 

Lady, Dante, and Trish had all been hired for a job. Somehow, along the lines, Nero had gotten his wires crossed with the Devil May Cry crew and ended up with them at the same job.

 

There were large hordes of demons, all being led by a psychopath in a Rabbit mask. Luckily for them, this was a job right up their alley. 

 

Dante and Lady arrived at the same time, while Trish was already ahead of them. Nero was the last to show up.

 

"Okay, yes," Nero says, trying to wrap up the phone call with Kyrie. "Yes, I'll be safe. You too. I love you," He says and closes the phone. He had been with Kyrie at the orphanage when Nico gave him the call and was quickly on his way.

 

Despite the impending danger of the demons starting to surround them, Lady laughs and taps Dante's shoulder. She wraps her arms around Dante's, looks up at him, and stands on her tippy toes. "Be safe, okay?"

 

Dante smirks at her poking fun at Nero. He places his hand on her cheek. "I will be so safe," He says, leaning down to kiss her.

 

Trish wants to throw up watching the two's public display of affection. One day they'll finally get married. One day. She thinks to herself as she gets ready to fight the horde of demons. 

 

"Would you two knock it off!" Nero yells. "I'm going to beat you," He says pointing Red Queen at Dante. They would get jobs together occasionally, but Dante and Nero would often butt heads. Dante couldn't help giving his nephew a hard time. He hadn't told Nero about Vergil. That was a bridge he would cross when he got there. For right now, it was nice having someone else help with the demon hunting. And having a family.

 

Dante smirks at the teenager while Lady makes a kissy face. "How will that keep us safe?" Dante asks. Oh these mother fu-

 

"Demons!" Trish yells and this gets the attention of the three. "You can beat the shit out of Dante later! I'll help!" She yells again, slicing the head off a demon. With her shouting at them, they got to work.

 

---

22 July, 8:22 PM

 

"Casual?" Nico asks, raising an eyebrow at the question. "You saw how she reacted when they left for the underworld! That visceral of a reaction is anything but."

 

---

15 July, 4:46 PM

 

"Take care, Nero. Adios," are the last words Dante says to Nero. Not "kid", something he had called him years ago. Not "deadweight", something he had said to him a month ago, entrusting the future to him, though Nero never saw it that way. He said his name. Something he has more than earned by now. 

 

The Demon Hunter hops off of the Qliphoth tree and transforms into his new form, flying down to the underworld.

 

"I won't lose next time," Vergil says, looking at the book with the V on it. "Hold onto that until then," He says as he throws the book to his son before following Dante's lead. 

 

Nero runs to the edge of the tree and watches them fly to the underworld. He picks up the book and looks at it, half tempted to throw it at them. "Idiots..." All he can muster after the day he's had.

 

Meanwhile, somewhere on the branches of Qliphoth...

 

Nico, Lady, and Trish are in Nico's teleporting truck waiting for Nero and Dante to return. The three wait in silence. 

 

Trish wasn't worried at all. He would be back, they would be on their way and be back to hunting demons and Dante would be back to his annoying self.

 

Lady on the other hand was exhausted. After being turned into a demon for a whole month and running around with Nico and Nero, she could sleep for a year. She was ready for all of this to be over. And more importantly, she wanted Dante back. Especially with that new Kalina Ann.

 

As for Nico-

 

"I CAN'T TAKE IT!" Nico shouts and hits her head on the steering wheel. "It's too damn quiet!" She says and almost as if she spoke it into existence, the three see Dante and Vergil's Devil Trigger forms fly past as they head into the Underworld. 

 

Lady's heart stops as she sees Dante fly past and then her heart drops almost into her stomach as the realization slowly hits her.

 

"Who was that with-"

 

".... Vergil..." Lady whispers. She's heard Dante describe him before and she saw him only once after her and Dante's duel at the tower. But she could tell it was him. And Dante was following behind. 

 

Dante was following behind.

 

"Nico, follow after them-" Lady says to the mechanic, standing up and not noticing how hard she's gripping the chair in front of her. 

 

"ARE YOU INSANE?!" Nico shouts, looking at Lady, and sees the woman pale and almost panicked. "WE CAN'T GO DOWN THERE!" She yells as she calms herself. "And we ain't leavin' without Nero."

 

And right on time- Nero climbs into the van. 

 

"Nero, where is he-" Lady barely gets out before Nero puts up his newly grown arm.

 

"What the hell is that?!" Nico shouts again before Nero plops down on the bench of the van. 

 

"They're going to the Underworld," Nero explains and the three just stare at him. "They're cutting the roots of Qliphoth and sealing the gate."

 

"And coming back..." Lady says as she grabs Nero's arm. "He's going to come back, right?" She asks but from the look on Nero's face, she already knows the answer.

 

At that moment, Trish, Nico, and Nero saw Lady's heart shatter into a million pieces.

 

Almost, without even realizing it, Lady starts to try and open the door of the van to run out, but is quickly held back by Trish. 

 

Lady could break out of Trish's grasp. Easily, even with how exhausted she was. But instead of fighting her... She leans her head on Trish's shoulder. And she does something she hasn't done in years. Tears start to form in her eyes and begin to roll down her face. Trish puts her hand on Lady's head. She pats it awkwardly, but Lady doesn't really notice the awkwardness.

 

Nico starts the van and starts driving again.

 

---

 

"Even though I just met her," Nico explains. "But... I had never seen someone's heartbreak like that. So, no. I don't think they were anything like allat. If anything, I coulda swore they were married."

 

---

A couple of weeks after the events of Qliphoth

24 July, 9:25 PM.

 

"Casual?" Vergil asks Dante as they approach a small portal. "This is anything but," he says after listening to Dante's reasoning to find this tiny Hellgate. The two had been stuck in the Underworld for a few weeks now. Hellgates were rare and obviously, neither had found a Hellgate big enough for both of them to get through. And even with the chance for this Hellgate to open at Dante's shop was very slim, Dante said he had to try. 

 

"I don't really wanna hear it from the Master of Wooing the Ladies," Dante says as the two stop walking. "You can whine about it all you want in a few minutes. I'll even let you beat me in a dual. Just hold my arm and pull me out after I drop the letter off," Dante explains taking a letter out of his jacket pocket. 

 

Vergil squints at the nickname before he sees the letter and raises an eyebrow. When the hell did he have time to write that?

 

Dante really didn't have time to write it. Time was limited between the two down here. But he had a few moments of respite between their watches when one did decide to sleep. He had actually planned to actually talk to her in person about the contents of the letter, but he doesn't have that luxury now.

 

God, he misses her.

 

Yes. Having his brother back, despite being locked in hell with him for the next eternity was annoying. But it was nice to have him back.

 

But he also misses his Lady. 

 

So he was really banking on this portal. He holds his arm out for Vergil to hold. Vergil begrudgingly grabs Dante's arm and Dante smirks.

 

Dante puts his arm through the portal and drops the letter. And then his hand feels it... He knew that steam anywhere. Greasy, Cheesy, goodness. Real food. The best food. ".... Jackpot," He says, and Vergil grunts.

 

Vergil had grown tired of that word. Dante used it for everything "What is it?" 

 

Dante grabs the two last slices of pizza. "Pull me out!" He yells and both he and Vergil use all their strength to pull his arm out of the portal and it disappears and they both fall to the ground. 

 

"What... Is that?" Vergil asks, pointing at the slices of pizza in Dante's hand. 

 

Dante smirks. "Just a little piece of heaven," He says, taking a bite of the pizza. Finally He thinks to himself before looking at Vergil. He offers him the other slice and Vergil holds up his hand.

 

Vergil takes a Smickers bar out of his jacket pocket and opens the wrapper and takes a bite.

 

Dante's eyes go wide as he's finished the first slice already. "You've... Had that the whole time?" He asks with his mouth full of pizza. 

 

Vergil has eaten half of the Smickers bar and just stares at Dante. His silence is deafening. And proves his guilt. 

 

Dante shoves the second slice into his mouth as he summons his sword. "What did mom say about sharing?" He asks and Vergil rolls his eyes as he shoves the rest of the candy into his jacket and summons Yamato. "WHAT ELSE DO YOU HAVE IN YOUR POCKETS?!" He says charging at Vergil.

 

Vergil blocks Dante's attack. "A Gamekid Advanced," he answers and at that moment, Dante was truly motivated. Vergil lets out a small laugh seeing how his brother's mind prioritizes things. He had been talking about finding this Hellgate for days and now that he's rid himself of the letter, he looks like the weight of the world has been lifted from his shoulders as he threatens his brother. Whatever was on that letter- It had to have been important. And whoever this woman was, so was she. 

 

"Yamato isn't going to protect you this time!" Dante yells and the two begin their duel once again.

 

---

A few weeks after the events of Qliphoth

31 July, 9:00 PM

 

"Casual my ass..." Trish says as she walks into the shop. The lights are off as they have been for a few weeks now. She can see the light coming from the TV upstairs and the one sitting in front of it. She walks past Dante's desk and sees the empty pizza box still sitting there from a few weeks ago. She starts to walk past it before something catches her eye. Something that hadn't been there a few weeks ago. It was an envelope with small burn marks littered across it along with a hastily cursive written "Lady" on it. She recognizes that handwriting.

 

"How the hell..." Trish asks as she picks up the letter. She walks upstairs and leans on the rails as she sees Lady sitting in front of the TV. After the events of Qliphoth, Lady had taken job after job. Trish figured it was to keep herself busy to keep her mind off Dante. 

 

But seeing Lady sitting here, dark eyebags, wearing one of Dante's old hoodies, and watching a documentary about... Seahorses? 

 

Yeah... This is sad. 

 

Pizza boxes are scattered across the room. If they were Lady's or Dante's, who knows. But as far as Trish could tell, all Lady had been doing was doing jobs and coming back here. "... Alright, We're getting you out of here," Trish says and picks Lady up by the hood.

 

"H-Hey!" Lady shouts not having noticed Trish had come in. She had just gotten back from a job and had planned just to veg out watching whatever shitty movie or show was playing. So Trish carrying her down the stairs like a cat was surprising. "Let go of me!"

 

"Nope!" Trish smirks carries the Devil Hunter down the stairs and plops her on the desk. Lady blinks very confused by Trish's ways. Trish then places the newly acquired letter on Lady's head. "What-" is all that slips out of Lady's mouth until she sees the handwriting and who it's addressed to. "How did you..."

 

Trish shrugs. "Found it on the desk. I dunno how long it's been there," she explains as she crosses her arms and leans on the desk. "I know we're still in the air about who gets the shop. But... You have to stop this, Lady." 

 

Lady looks to the side as Trish begins to tell her off.  

 

"When was the last time you've properly slept?" She asks and Lady doesn't answer. Trish sighs as she realizes she's partially responsible for actually getting the two together. God, humans are so complicated. "It's okay to grieve. That's normal. But Lady, if you keep taking every job you're going to get yourself killed," She says before she furrows her brow. "And then, I won't get to have any fun." 

 

Lady knows she's right. She had taken every and any job she could get and hadn't done much else since Qliphoth. "But! How about this. Let's make a bet," Trish says and Lady raises an eyebrow. "If Dante gets back within the next five years, you get the shop. If he doesn't, then I get it." 

 

Lady squints at Trish as she holds her hand out to her. "What about Morrison?" Morrison has had his hands on the Deed to the place like a vice grip. Both Lady and Trish had made a deal with him they could use the shop as a base and he would keep the lights on amongst the other amenities as long as they paid their dues.

 

"I think he'll agree to the terms. Until then, keep the place warm," Trish explains and Lady could get behind this deal. She shakes her hand. Trish smirks and begins pulling her. 

 

"H-Hey! Where are we-"

 

"TO THE BAR! GIRLS NIGHT!" Trish says and Lady lets out a laugh as she goes along with the Demoness.

 

---

Dear Lady,

 

Please send a pizza through a Hellgate if you find one. Thank yo

 

sorry, paper is limited down here. I was interrupted by a horde of demons.

 

But, I feel like I do need to say this.

 

Lady, I love you. I've danced around the fact for too long. And if I ever get out of here, I am going to marry you. 

 

The rest of the letter is either erased, scribbled out, torn, or burned. But there are remnants of words.

 

Not if. 

 

I am going to get out of here.

 

Notes:

*Kicks door and it goes flying and explodes*

I HAVE RETURNED WITH ANOTHER CHAPTER! AND GUESS WHAT! TWO MORE CHAPTERS.

The candy bar argument was based off a comic by @ShinFuranSan

The "I will be so safe" section was based off a video by @YumemiWRLD and originally based off a scene in the Flash... I think???

The next chapter is about half written, I'm very happy with it. Part of this chapter was written while I was on my trip, but couldn't really get a grasp on what I was trying to write lol. I finished it today and I'm sure I'll catch something to make me edit.

The D&D chapter has been started, and will come out before chapter 7. Chapter 7 Will Definitely Be The Last Chapter, For Sure. For Realsies. Definitely. I Swear.

If you have any suggestions or critiques, please let me know!

Until next time!

Chapter 7: Just Got Over

Summary:

Lady goes on a job and is reunited with a familiar face.

Notes:

Hey so, we're kinda away from Canon compliant stuff now. We doin' silly shit now. I highly suggest reading the previous chapters before reading this one. But hey, I'm not your legal guardian.

Title based off the song by Sora Lion.

Hi, if you're a little confused, please see Chapter 3.

Two years after the events of Qliphoth.

April 15th, 08:34 PM

 

"So, I would usually give this job to my usual," The shorter man says as he puts a cigar in his mouth and lights it. "Buuut-" He looks around all paranoid-like and squints... Almost as if he spoke, destiny would come in like a wrecking ball and obliterate any semblance of peace the man has had for... Maybe five minutes. "But, they're in training right now, and, I've got to like. At least to get to my house at the very LEAST!" 

 

Lady nods as she listens to the man's ramblings. It sounds like a simple job. Demons causing havoc on a church. The usual, really.

 

After Trish's scolding last year, Lady did slow down on taking so many jobs. She did have to leave some for Nero and Trish after all. And after some sleep, pizza, and properly taking care of herself, she got to a better place. 

 

Lady and Trish still bicker over the shop, but they still take care of it. Half of it had been renovated by Nico as a shop for her weapons and her somehow indestructible teleporting truck. But the four of them do kick some major demon ass together.

 

"You got allat, or do you need to write it down?" The man asks and Lady smiles and puts on her shades.

 

"I've got it, Enzo. Thank you," Lady says as she gets on her bike. "Tell the wife and kids I said hi!" She yells and rides off.

 

"Will do. That reminds me, I gotta pick some stuff up," Enzo says as he opens the car door. But almost as if he had accidentally willed it into existence... A blonde woman in a scarf flies by and Enzo's car is destroyed leaving shattered stained glass in the wake.

 

"Sorry, Enzo!" The woman yells in the distance.

 

Enzo can only blink as he holds the car door in his hands. "My... MY FUCKING CAR! DAMMIT, VIOLA!"

 

---

 

"Simple job my ass!" Lady yells as she dodges out of the way of an incoming demon and drops a grenade behind her.

 

Lady had arrived at the now abandoned church expecting to find a tiny hell gate that was summoning demons. What she didn't expect was a VERY large hell gate. And it was too late to call Trish or Nero. Neither would get here on time anyway.

 

She WAS getting older now, but she hadn't slowed down. Hell, she was practically a professional Devil Hunter now. So, in most cases, this wouldn't be a problem. But this Hellgate is HUGE.

 

She had closed Hellgates before, but she knew when she was in over her head. "Sh-" She gripes as a demon grazes past her. Perhaps calling Nero wouldn't hurt. 

 

Her thoughts are cut short as the Hellgate begins to open. "Great..." Lady mutters as she hides behind a pillar and reloads her M9. The gate stops moving and is suddenly sliced open as two figures come tumbling out. Without a second thought, almost on impulse, Lady shoots one of the individuals in the head and points the M9 at the other before her eyes widen as she realizes who they are. And who she shot in the head for the second time in her life.

 

Her heart nearly stops.

 

It was Dante.

 

Dante's unconscious body crumples to the ground. "STAND DOWN, WOMAN!" Vergil yells and Lady puts the M9 down before dodging another demon. Vergil grabs Dante's body and pulls him out of the Gateway as it begins to fade. 

 

"How-" Lady asks as her mind is rushing with thoughts. "HOW ARE YOU TWO HERE?!"

 

Dante's head begins to heal itself as he slowly sits up. "Well, that's one way to tell you're happy to see me," Dante says with a goofy smile. "What did I tell you, Vergil? Helluva a woman, right?" 

 

"Silence. We have bigger things to handle," Vergil says as he unsheathed Yamato. 

 

"Right. This-" Dante picks himself up and runs over to Lady and places Kalina Ann II in her hands, almost as gently as he usually holds her. "Belongs to you!" Lady's eyes shone as bright as she saw him return. Not only does she have Kalina Ann II and Kalina Ann III, but she has Dante too!

 

She looks at him as if she could kiss him. 

 

But it's cut short by the demons screeching at the two. Right, the demons. The demons she was sent here to kill. 

 

As much as she would love to Dual wield her (now) two favorite weapons amongst her armory... Dante grabs her hand and their fingers intertwine. He holds her hand to his heart- Before he summons the Demon Sword Dante as he blocks an incoming demon charging at them. 

 

God- How she missed him. She smiles at him as she takes out her M9 with her free hand and shoots another demon in the head. They free their hands and she spins her M9 into its holster as she uses Kalina Ann II to obliterate another demon that was coming towards Dante's back.

 

Dante smiles. God how he missed this. Two demons come flying and both Lady and Dante meet halfway- Ivory meeting Kalina Ann II and they both shoot, with the demons falling down to the ground. The two spin, Ebony meets Kalina, and more demons meet their fates. 

 

Their hands meet again and this no longer feels like a fight for survival or a job.

 

Lady feels alive again.

 

Dante feels free again

 

Dante kneels as he throws his sword up and Lady throws Kalina Ann II up for Dante to catch. Lady catches the Devil Sword Dante as she hops around him and she uses it to slice a demon in half. Dante uses the rocket launcher to shoot a demon in the face point blank.

 

The two throw their weapons into the air again and grab each other's hands as they have to do a quick movement before catching their respective weapons and more demons are sent back to the Underworld. 

 

The two do another spin as they continue to obliterate more and more of the demons without missing a beat. All the while in a dance almost. In most cases, for most people, this would be impossible.

 

But Dante and Lady aren't most people.

 

There are two demons left. Dante throws his sword into the demon's head as Lady throws a grenade at the final demon before she jumps into Dante's arms and he holds her up ever so gently as there is an explosion of demon guts that rain down on the two- Neither of them care. Dante is just happy to be with her as she holds his face and she smiles at him. 

 

The two kiss for the first time in two years. Despite both being covered in blood, demon guts, smell like blood, and darkness, the two don't fucking care. As long as they have each other. That's all that matters.

 

"I thought I'd have to be stuck in hell for eternity again before I'd get to fight next to you again..." Dante says with a chuckle and Lady laughs as she presses her head to his. 

 

"No need for drastic measures," Lady giggles. 

 

"I... I will leave you to it," Vergil says, holding his hand up at the two as he was... Very forgotten to the wayside. But seeing his brother so happy... Reminds him of his time on Fortuna. That... And he needs a shower. And to... Talk with his son. And his future Daughter in law.

 

"V-Vergil!" Lady almost stammers out but pulls out her pistol. "Vergil...?"

 

Dante almost squeaks and holds up his hand in front of the pistol. "We're good! We're good."

 

Lady sighs. "Thank God. I didn't wanna have to fight."

 

---

 

30 minutes prior...

 

After traveling throughout the Underworld, dueling to their heart's content, and killing hundreds if not thousands of demons along the way, Dante and Vergil stand in front of a large Hellgate. Neither of them knew how long it had been here, or where it led to. But they knew they needed to get out of here.

 

Dante looks over at Vergil. "It looks big enough for one of us to go through," He says and Vergil frowns. "You go."

 

Vergil squints at Dante. "What are you scheming?"

 

Dante laughs and holds up his hands. "No schemes, no plots. You gotta get back. I'll stay. Take Kalina Ann with you. Just leave me the Gamekid Advanced. Someone needs to finish Pokéman Topaz, and I've seen how you play. You can't even get past the first gym."

 

Of course, even after being offered their freedom, Dante is still covering up how he feels and putting others first.

 

Vergil's eye twitches at the comment. He's had enough of Dante's attitude. Two years of this had finally ground Vergil's patience to the ground. He grabs Dante by the shirt tightly and pulls him close. "Shut. The. Fuck. Up, Dante," Vergil says, and Dante's eyes go wide as he hears Vergil curse for the first time... Ever. 

 

"You have a woman back there that you love and loves you. Do not follow in my steps and lose that," Vergil says, grinding his teeth.

 

Dante had nagged Vergil into actually talking about his time in Fortuna and Dante had come to understand Vergil's love for Nero's mother. So, he could hear the pain in Vergil's voice. "Quit putting others first for once in your life and go through that damned door!"

 

Dante lets out a laugh. "I'm not. You need to talk to Nero, an-" he is quickly cut off by Vergil headbutting the fuck out of him. The attack caught Dante off guard to the point he fell to the ground. Vergil quickly runs to the door and begins opening the door slowly. Dante quickly recovers and runs over to Vergil, grabs the back of his collar, and pulls him back. He scrambles to the gate to open it but is quickly tackled by Vergil.

 

"You gotta go home, man!" Dante shouts. Dante's words fall on deaf ears as Vergil pulls him to the door. 

 

"So do you," Vergil says but he feels Dante swap places with him and push him to the door. "Need I stab you again?!" 

 

The threat made Dante's mind start to work. He grins as he grabs Yamato and unsheaths it quickly and Vergil's eyes widen as he realizes what Dante is going to do. But it's all too late. Vergil tackles Dante through the gate right as he slashes the Hellgate.

 

---

 

After the destruction of the Hellgate, Dante, Lady, and Vergil retired back to Devil May Cry. Lady called Morrison since he had a car. That and her other Fixer just lost his car to some crazy freak accident involving a giant cat...?

 

Morrison gave Dante a stern talk about the debt he had accumulated in his absence, but the Devil Hunter and his brother quickly fell asleep two minutes into the lecture. Luckily, Morrison had taken a picture of the drooling Dante and sent it to Lady before he dropped them off at the shop.

 

Lady arrived after stopping at the nearest pizza spot and getting three large pizzas(Dante begged her to order five, but she bought three since she was paying.) 

 

Dante nearly consumed an entire pizza while Lady went upstairs to put up her weapons and take a shower. 

 

Vergil ate a single slice of pizza, walked over to Dante's couch, fell onto it, wondered why it smelled like gunpowder and fell asleep almost immediately. 

 

Dante smiles as he sets a throw blanket on the snoring Vergil. He then grabs the remaining box of pizza and goes up the stairs to his room. It doesn't take long for Lady to finish her shower and come out of the bathroom into Dante's room, wearing a loose-fitting set of pajamas. The set of pajamas has little slices of pizza on it and Dante can't help but let out a little chuckle and smile as he walks over to her.

 

"Didn't know you liked wearing pajamas," Dante says as he sets his hands on her hips.

 

Lady rolls her eyes. "I don't, I just didn't know if Vergil was awake."

 

"Nah, he's out like a light. But... They do look cute on you," Dante says as he leans down to kiss her.

 

"Did you miss me?" Lady smirks as she looks up at him.

 

"Noooope," Dante says quietly as Lady wraps her arms around his neck as he goes in for a kiss. "Not. One. Bi-" He doesn't get out as he's about to kiss her but Lady smirks as she puts her hand on his mouth. 

 

"Shower first." 

 

Dante smiles as he lets go of her and puts his hands up. "As my Lady wishes," he says with a goofy smile as he walks off to the bathroom. 

 

Lady laughs as she grabs a slice of pizza and sits on the bed. Her phone vibrates as she sees she finally has gotten a response from Trish. She had sent texts to Nero, Nico, Trish, and even Patty on the ride back. Nico was more worried about Kalina Ann II's state(It had seen better days, but two years in Hell would do that). Patty was demanding they throw a party and Dante buy her plenty of presents. Nero hadn't gotten back to her. Perhaps he was busy planning his and Kyrie's wedding.

 

As for Trish and Lady's conversation...

 

Lady: Ur not ginna believe this

 

Lady: *gonna

 

Trish: what

 

Lady: [Insert pic of Dante sleeping on the ride back to the shop] 

 

Trish: ???

 

Trish: aint no way

 

Lady: I'M SO GONNA GET THE SHOP AHAHAHA

 

Trish: dAMMIT

 

Trish: was come over but ill leave you to it

 

Trish: just leave him alive he owes me 100$ 

 

Lady smiles as she finishes her slice of pizza and throws her phone off to the side as she hears the shower shut off.

 

Dante eventually comes out of the shower, smelling as fresh as... Well, as fresh as he could for showering for the first time in two years.

 

He stands in the doorway with just his towel around his waist and Lady whistles. Dante laughs. "You whistle like that every time I walk out of the shower." He says as walks over to the dresser with the box of pizza. 

 

"I'm just pointing out what I like," Lady says, doing her best to impersonate him. 

 

"I for one," Dante says as he takes a piece of pizza and engulfs it in one bite, "Do not sound anything like that," He states and Lady laughs at his comment. 

 

"Jackpot~" Lady teases as she gets up and walks over to him. She wraps her arms around his neck again. "You not too tired?"

 

"I am tired, but..." Dante whispers as he wraps his arms around her in a hug. "I have two years to make up for."

 

"We have all the time in the world," Lady says as she looks up at his grey eyes. God, how she missed this very annoying, very kissable face. Dante leans down and claims her lips as his and Lady leans into him. She kisses him again and again. Her heart nearly leaps into her throat as she holds him close.

 

Dante's eyes go wide as he feels Lady's grip on him tighten as if she would lose him again if she let go. "La..." He barely gets out as he gets kissed again by Lady. 

 

Lady wasn't ever clingy like this. But... Finally having Dante back... 

 

"Lady," Dante says as he lets go of her from the hug. All Lady can do is keep her head in the crook of his neck. "Lady. Look at me." 

 

Lady doesn't respond but does eventually look up at him with tears in her eyes. "I ain't leavin'. I promise." Dante whispers. "I promise," Dante says again and Lady wipes away the tears in her eyes as she nods. Her lip quivers as she's still choked up. Dante laughs a little as he places his hand on the back of her head gently and holds her close in a hug. Lady hugs him tightly again.

 

The swell in her throat fades as she takes a breath and the tears dry. "I really missed you," Lady whispers.

 

Dante smiles as he leans his cheek on the top of her head. "I missed you too," He says and lets out a happy hum. He could stay right here for eternity. Wait. His hands slide down to Lady's butt and hold her there. Now he's set. 

 

Lady lets out a laugh as she lightly hits his chest. Dante raises an eyebrow at her and she smiles at him. He brings her close again and kisses her. Her hands grab his face as Dante gently picks up his Lady and she wraps her legs around his waist as he carries her to the bed. He sets her down on the soft plush blanket as he climbs on top of her, leaving kisses on her cheeks and chest. Lady smiles again and leans her head back as Dante lifts her shirt and leaves her a kiss on her belly button and she lets out a soft laugh. 

 

Dante's towel falls off to the side (It was a miracle in itself that it had stayed on this long) as Lady pulls her pajama pants off and gets Dante to roll over onto his back. He raises an eyebrow at her and she smirks. He shrugs as he leaves his fate in her hands. 

 

Lady climbs onto Dante, straddling him. "Gotta make up for lost time..." She mumbles as she starts grinding against his member. Dante absolutely melts at her touch. The heat in Lady's core reignites as she begins to touch her man in all of the right places. Dante's rough hands squirm in panic for a moment but find their way to Lady's thighs. He holds onto her lovingly as she slowly begins to descend down on his member. 

 

Lady fully takes Dante and both look at each other in silence for all but a moment. Lady catches her breath as Dante's thumb softly rubs her thigh. "Ready?" Lady says as she sets her hands on Dante's chest and he gives her the cockiest smile ever.

 

"Absolutely." 

 

Lady smiles at his enthusiasm as she starts slowly rolling her hips into him. Dante's hand slides up to her side as he holds her and his other hand holds Lady's hand. Within moments the two are moaning messes of people as Dante fills Lady over and over as he thrusts his hips into her and her pace becomes more and more frantic, almost bouncing.

 

Dante can't help but smirk and smile as he sees the love of his life's breasts bounce with each movement. She just looks... So perfect. Even with the silly pizza pajama top still on. He can't help but laugh.

 

"What's..." Lady murmurs between moans trying her best to form a thought. "I'm trying to make sweet love to you... And... And... You're giggling..." She finally manages and Dante laughs as he sits up holding her in a hug.

 

"Just admirin' the view..." Dante says as he kisses her. 

 

The two continue their lovemaking as they hold each other lovingly. Both flush and sweaty. The pace isn't fast or a frenzy. But slow and happy. 

 

Lady's mind is in bliss. It's not long before she grabs Dante's face in a kiss as she orgasms as she presses into him. Dante gives her a final thrust and fills her as he reaches his peak.

 

"Ha..." Lady pants as her face finds the crook in his neck again and the two lay down on the bed together. 

 

Dante leaves a kiss on Lady's face as the two scootch to his pillow. "Feel better?" 

 

"Yeah..." Lady whispers as she pulls a blanket over them. "You feel better?"

 

"Infinitely," Dante says as he holds her close. "Got my bed, my..." He looks to the side and smiles as he sees his old teddy bear posted at the side of his bed. Still the ever-vigilant guardian of the bed. "My favorite food and my Lady right next to me. Even my brother downstairs and for once- Not trying to kill me." He has so much to tell her. About his time in Hell. About his time with Vergil.

 

Lady has a faint blush as she hears his comment about him calling her his Lady. It's not the first time he's said it to her, but it has been too long since she's heard him say it. Butterflies start to flutter in her stomach... She feels almost like she did when they first slept together over twenty years ago.

 

God, I am way too old to be getting this flustered like a teenager... She thinks but simply kisses Dante on the cheek.

 

Dante smiles and kisses her forehead. "You got my letter then?"

 

"I did."

 

"So y-"

 

"Didn't read it though," Lady says and Dante blinks and there is a very large moment of silence between the two before Dante breaks it by laughing. 

 

"Hahaha! Really?" Dante sits up and looks at her and she just smirks at him.

 

Lady shrugs. "I knew you'd be back..." She says looking to the side. Dante just looks at her, knowing that there's more she wants to say. "... I wanted you back. I knew if I read that letter, that little bit of hope that you would be back would blow away. Just like everything else that is good in my life has..." She says as she grabs the sheets underneath her tightly.

 

Dante smiles and wraps his arm around her, holding her close again. "... You're the reason I fought so hard to get back," He says as he kisses her forehead. "Thank you for not givin' up on me. That's pretty much what it says," he says and then looks to the side. "That, and I think you should get the shop. I still think you should read it." 

 

"Oh..." Lady says quietly as her face is on his chest listening to his heartbeat. "I already am..." 

 

Dante raises an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

 

"Bet..." Lady says as sleep overtakes her. As much as she would love to keep talking to Dante... Now that she has him and is holding onto him like a teddy bear, she has all the time in the world to catch up with him. 

 

Dante smiles as he sees her softly snoring on him. "I'm yours, Lady..." he whispers as he closes his eyes and is able to sleep soundly for the first time in two and a half years. 

 

---

 

April 16th, 07:16 AM

 

"It's very early for this..." Vergil says as he blocks an attack from Nero. "And if I recall... I did say I wouldn't lose."

 

"I know," Nero says. "But I'm getting this out of the way before Kyrie gets to you."

 

Vergil's eyes go wide. For the first time in a long time, he felt genuine fear. "What does th-" Nero saw the opening and took his chance as he headbutted his father, sending him back. 

 

Nico and Trish are watching from the truck. Trish is sitting on the hood of the truck eating a hearty burger breakfast. Nico holds up a five-dollar bill to the Demoness. "Five bucks on Vergil?"

 

"Nah, my money is on Nero," Trish says, picking lettuce off the burger and offering Nico a fry.

 

Nico eats the fry. "Where's Dante and Lady?"

 

Trish shrugs. "Dunno. Probably making up for lost time. Oh shit!" Trish shouts as she sees Kyrie pull up in Nero's car. "I take it back, my money's on Kyrie!"

 

"YOU GET HIM, KYRIE!" Nico shouts. 

 

Meanwhile, in Dante's room...

 

Dante is snoring into his pillow as Lady is drooling on his shoulder as she lies on him. Both blissfully enjoying their peace.

Notes:

*Throws glass down and it explodes*

Ending scene was based off this https://x.com/carvediolDMC/status/1937078637817364817 by @carvediolDMC

Also, this Enzo is Bayonetta's Enzo. Netflix Enzo exists... Somewhere. I just like making my references.

The reunion scene was so fun to write. It's based off of a dance from a super cool movie.

I probably will come back and clean this up at some point, but until then, I'm happy with this!

The super real D&D chapter has been started, and will come out before chapter 7. Chapter 7 Will Definitely Be The Last Chapter, For Sure. For Realsies. Definitely. I Swear.

EDIT:

I swear there is another chapter in the works. The bug game has me in a chokehold rn.

If you have any suggestions or critiques, please let me know!

Until next time!

Series this work belongs to:

• Part 1 of No More Tears