Venice,Italy. In a cave somewhere.
Zhalia stared at the fight, Dante vs ten suits , she was tied up with chains. Lok on the ground and Sophie in a hole in the wall that she made with the impact it took when she got kicked in the head by a suit.
"God thats going to hurt" Zhalia laughed to herself, she hated that kid.
"Hey Zhalia, some help?" Dante ask in between a punch to a suits stomach and a kick to ones head.
"Whats the magic word?" she joke as she use the spell venomhand to melt the chains.
"Please and thank you!" Dante laughed as a orange ball of energy rushes to the head of the suit who was taking a chance at a surprise attack.
"And people say our generation has no manners,"
"No Zhalia, they say that about you!, and its always LeBlanche" And with a jokey look on each others faces they hit the last suit with a tag team raypulse.
Zhalia looked at him with a fake insult and Dante held down a fit of laughing.
" I will check out a book called 'how to behave' at a bookshop on the way back." she answered then then they both had a laughing could always let herself go when Dante was thing she love about him.
Dante then stopped smirked, then stared hard at her. When she noticed the gaze she stopped laughing and looked at him, he was already moving in closer to her.
he stopped when he was standing in front of her.
" I...I think you have some dust on your cheek ," he told her while moving his hand towards her face, when his fingers met her cheek it sent a shock through all of her body.
" ..Ahh..." she stopped as Dante leaned into her lips nearly on hers, his hands moved to her waist . The moment was interupted by a ringing sound,Dante's stayed as still as the last victim that saw King Basalisk's stone cursed softly and answered the phone.
"Hello," he answered with a depressed tone.
"Ah Metz...I was busy, yes." he winked at Zhalia and she blushed scarlet and looked at the ground .
"...how did you know?...never mind...Did you call me for a reason?" at that Dante started to blush with Zhalia .
"...Yep...Ok...Bye."
"So... what did he say?" a interested Zhalia asked.
"He told me to get my team and to come talk to him...Now where were we?" He grabbed Zhalia by the waist forcefully,Lips nearly touching when suddenly they were interrupted by a groan which they both knew was one of the teens just getting time Dante cursed out loud,this just made Zhalia laugh.
1 hour later, Metz house,Germany.
Dante drove into the drive way in his landrover, with Zhalia in the front beside him and Lok and Sophie in the back talking about stuff,he did'nt bother to listen in, as he and Zhalia made small talk all the way up.
"So what do you think Metz wants use for?" Zhalia asked.
"Well he was telling me there was some trouble in Ireland,other than that I don't have any other ideas." He answered while taking a few seconds to take his eyes off the road to stare into her chocolate brown eyes,he loved them so much.
"Ireland great..."[note sarcasm]
"Zhalia...?"before Dante could finish his sentence he saw Metz house.
Once inside he saw Metz sitting at his table with a cup of was glad that Metz was well again but, he did gain a sense of humor with Dante having a fondness towards was the only person he told and was starting to regret it.
"If I told Lok maybe I would be spared all the dirty jokes." Dante thought to himself while grinning as he faced the man,the man noticed this and smiled at Dante thinking of his next friendly joke.
"Do you want some?" he asked holding up the cup and made a motion towards bait for the trap.
Sophie and Lok both answered no straight off.
"Dante?"
"No thanks."
" Miss Moon?"
" I'm fine"
" I thought Dante would be keeping you up at night, so you might need it." Matz winked while tipping his cup towards her.
"WHAT?" both Zhalia and Dante shouted,blushing. The two teens confused.
"Well, your all wondering why I called you here, yes?" They all nodded.
" You see I think you are working too had so I am giving you all a two day holiday."
"No way!" Shouted Lok
"No way, we cant!" Dante stated after.
"The Rebels are not bothering any more,They are not as strong as they were when they were wont see them until next all need a break, Dante you the most."
Dante thought he would take another go at the 'up all night' joke but to his surprise he did not.
"But..."
" Thats a order!"
"OK...But thats only because its a order." Dante tried to then came a awkward a minute Metz broke the silence.
"Can I talk to you alone Dante?"
"Sure."
As his team walked to the door. Zhalia,the last person, looked back at Dante then walked 's heart skipped a beat.
"Well it seems you did find something worth while in Miss Moon?" Metz was the first to speak.
"I don't think Zhaila likes it when you call her Miss Moon," Dante was rubbish at changing subjects.
"Should I call her ?"man joked while scowled at him.
"Relax, I was messing..."
"Its not like you to mess."
"God Dante, you would laugh if it was not about Miss Moon,"
"Sorry...Its just...I...I think I'm..."
"We were all there lad, no need to explain."
"Thanks."
" But,if I was you I would take her somewhere nice,she might not be free forever"
" I will, thank you for the advise Metz." Dante then turned to the door when Metz called out again.
" Wait,what was that business you were intending when I called, I hope it was not something she will regret" With a wink from Metz, a smirk appeared on Dante's mouth from the memories that nearly happened.
