Rain lightly drizzled from the darken skies above the city

Rain lightly drizzled from the darken skies above the city. The ground had been completely soaked from the rain. Thunder was more or less a dull roar now and the lightening had become flashes in the distance. The strong wind had died down to nothing more than a chilling breeze.

Walking down the side walk, two cloaked figures headed towards a building. As one of the cloaked figures approached the building, the one figure closest to it looked back the other. Nodding they're head, the one figure looked back ahead and headed inside. "Can't you read? I'm closed for the night." A male voice said as the figured closed the door behind them.

"There's no sign saying that, or am I just not welcomed here anymore?" A female voice asked as she eyed the white haired man at the desk.

The man scratched his head. "What do you want, Trish?" The man asked, kicking his feet up onto the desk.

"I have a mission for you." The woman, Trish, said as she removed her cloak

"What? Cant do it you're self?" The man asked, smirking.

"I have another mission I have to do and can't keep an eye out for this one." The blonde admitted.

"What?" The man asked, raising an eyebrow.

Trish looked over her shoulder as the door opened. The other figure that had been waiting outside finally came in. The man raised an eyebrow as Trish looked back at him.

"She has to be protected." Trish answered, looking towards the figure.

"She?" The man asked, standing up from his desk as the figure removed the hood from there head.

Freeze frame! Sorry, had to do that. I have to say this, that cloaked figure is me. Who is me? You'll find out soon. Anyways, I pulled my purple hair out of the bun it was in, letting it fall to my mid back before I looked towards the man, my purple eyes locking onto him.

I felt my face heat up. He was shirtless, with build like a god. I found myself looking down as he walked over to me and Trish. He had to be a good foot taller than me! Curse my shortness...

"So, what's this babe need protecting from?" The man asked his gaze on me.

"A lot of demons keep coming after her. Just keep her safe till I get back from my other mission." Trish said, looking at me.

I looked up at her as she gave a smile. I smiled back.

Trish had been like a mom to me. She's shown me how to do so much; fire a gun, slay demons, etc. I was gonna miss her...

"When will you be back?" The man asked, his eyes still on me.

"I don't know. She wont be with you forever though, don't worry." Trish answered.

"That's a shame." The man answered.

I scowled. How was it a shame?

"Just don't do anything perverted to her or else you'll have a couple of bullets in you're eyes." Trish threatens as my eyes widen slightly.

She was leaving me with a pervert!? How could she!

"Aw, come on Trish, ya know I wouldn't do anything like that." The man said, snaking his arm around my neck.

I growled at him as he chuckled.

"Just don't hurt her. I have to go now." Trish said.

I looked at her as she gave a reassuring smile. She ruffled my hair.

"Don't worry about him, you have my permission to hurt him if necessary." She said.

I smiled as the man shook his head. He had no idea what I could do. As Trish left, the man smirked at me. I gave a scowl.

"What?" I asked.

I had a feeling I should be ready to throw something at his head.

"The names Dante." The white haired man said.

I blinked. Wasn't he gonna say something perverted? ...I shouldn't let my guard down yet.

"My name is NoName." I answered.

Dante started laughing as I cocked an eyebrow. Did he have a problem with my name? Oh, I was so gonna kick his ass if he did.

"Seriously babe, what's your name?" Dante asked after calming himself.

"I told you, it's NoName." I answer again.

Dante shook his head, smiling, thinking this was all a joke and it really ticking me off. As I shot an annoyed glare at him, his smile soon faded as he looked at him.

"You're serious, aren't you?" He asked.

By golly, he has a brain!

"Yeah..." I answered.

"Well...you have a very odd name-"

"Got a problem with it?" I asked, my eyes narrowing.

"Well, I definitely don't have a problem with you babe." He smirked.

That's it! As I lunged at Dante, his arms suddenly flew up, his hands grasping both my sides, catching me in mid air. I blinked in a confusing. How did he do that?! "I like them feisty." He said, his smirk growing.

I flushed red and tried clawing at him.

"Wait till I get my hands on you! You are so dead!" I screamed as he laughed.

"I'm sure we're gonna have a lot of fun together." Dante said seductively as I froze, my face turning red.

He smirked as I growled. If only I could reach that gorgeous face of his...

What the hell?!

The door to the building suddenly opened, causing me to jerk my head over my shoulder. I stared at a man who had to be around his late 20s. He had a stick figure like build; no muscle on him at all and he wore a beater under an unbutton short sleeve shirt with blue jeans and glasses. His hair was short and blonde and his eyes were blue. He stared at me and Dante, holding the door partly opened. That's when I suddenly realized Dante still had a hold of me.

"Am I interrupting anything?" He asked.

A smirk grew across Dante's lips and instantly, I piped up.

"No!"

"Ah, ok." The man said as Dante sighed, letting me go.

My feet hit solid ground, making me happy to have it under me once again. "This is Devil May Cry?" The man asked.

"Yeah...and I thought I was closed..." Dante mumbled the last part to himself as he sat at his desk.

He swung his legs up onto it. "My name is Rick..." The man, Rick said as he sat down in a chair.

He adjusted his glasses a little. "I need help with a demon problem..."

Dante sat up in his chair. "How much?" He asked.

"I'll pay after you finish the job..." Rick answered as Dante sighed.

I bet he would take the money and run off! Then again, he could still be a good guy and just kill then demon THEN run off with the money. Though what's the point of running off with it if you've already earned it? Oh well.

"We'll take care of the demon..." Dante said as he stood.

We? I raised an eyebrow. Where did that we come from? I can't fight all that well at all. Sure, I have good aim with a gun, but otherwise, I'm, like, useless in fighting, well, I am good with distractions...anyways!

Dante looked at me, a sly smile coming cross his lips. I shot a glare at him and crossed my arms under my cloak. I would NEVER take it off at this rate. As Dante went over to grab his red trench coat, I watched Rick explain the location and all. Rick thanked Dante before he left the building. I did want to know what the demon was doing to him, but I thought it was best not to ask. Then suddenly...