Author's note: For some odd reason, I kept on creating new fanfics without continuing much with my others...funny..I've lost interest on them sadly. *facepalm* Typical...Anywayz, This will be my 2nd DMC fic with my all-time fave pair Dante and Trish!^^ I can't help it if you don't like the pairing. This will be a one-shot guys. Story will be based on the events of DMC4.

Disclaimer: Devil May Cry and the characters all belongs to Capcom.

"thoughts"

"talking"

December 7th, 11: 55 night...

Two demon hunters waited for that damn phone of the Devil May Cry office to ring...usually demons showed-up most of the time during 12. Must've hate the scorching daylight.

Dante, having high hopes that just 5 more minutes..the phone will finally ring, whilst his partner seated at the old red couch, playing by snapping her fingers, sparking electricity.

Right outside was a rigid heavy rain. The wind was making a lot of noise trough Devil May Cry's window, and the pitter-patterings of heavy rain-drops made beats trough the glass-pane.

Trish looked towards the window for a while, admiring the drops there slowly going down and become bigger...her eyes shifted back to Dante.

"Almost 12..." thought the silver-haired demon, looking at second's needle ticking away. "...seriously why isn't there a phone call yet..it's only a few second difference.."

His partner started wondering if this little hope of his is going anywhere...it was a windy night , she won't be expecting any demons to go outside just to wreak havoc and get soaked after that. Even she would've felt that way...she is a demon after all.

Finally the clock strucked 12...surprisingly the phone runged. Trish raised an eyebrow at this. "oh wow, his wish did came true."

Dante immediately stomped his foot on the desk, causing the phone to fly up and with just a single right hand, he caught it.

"Yes, this is Devil May Cry, Dante at you service." A slight tone was implied..purring.

Trish rolled her eyes at this, getting Luce and Ombra, slipping them both into her holster.

"Yes..where is this happening?" He asked for the place, once Trish made her way towards the desk, everything snapped.

The sign for Devil May Cry's light went out, the phone went dead, anything that needs electricity went out.

Both of them were speechless...Dante gave Trish a look.

"...I didn't do anything Dante." she shrugged.

He sighed.."Damn this storm..the customer will think that I slammed the phone. Oh great." a hand reached up to his hair and he gave a slight scratch.

Every corner of the room was pitch black, the only source of light was her sparking current on her hand.

"Hm..maybe I can turn everything back to normal..."insisted Trish.

"Oh no...don't you remember what happened last time?"

The flashback was..after yet another short circuit, and everything went dead, Trish decided to revive Devil May Cry with her powers but everything went on fire after she did that.

Trish's electricity do not mix with daily electricity for households, or in this case, "office-holds".

Trish gave a sigh, then there's nothing much she could do. Both of them would like to help the customer but they were clueless where the location is.

And everything was just breath silence as she sat on Dante's desk.

Normally, these 2 doesn't talk much, only when they are on a mission, they'll start humoring and teasing each other with crude jokes, especially Dante with minor flirtings.

It's either way he says, "Trish babe...etc" or "Trishy..", that's when he starts flirting, and she will just play along.

...

"Trish."Suddenly, he said.

Trish shifted her attention on him.

"...You wanna go out?"

"...but it's raining heavily outside, dumb ass." She reminded

Dante nodded at this. "Ah...right."

Then it was quite again...

It was hilarious...never had this kind of moment ever happened to them before. Thunder continued roaring and tearing the sky, making the atmosphere haunting.

"..."

"..."

"Well...why don't we get candles..."

"We don't need them. We can still see."

Demons do. There eyes can adjust to the dark easily, just like cats.

"So...Trish..."

Trish looked at Dante with her crystal-blues. Out of no where, he grabbed her on the waist and slammed her onto the desk, causing her to be wide-eyed, but soon after relaxed.

Both of them just looked at each other. Dante was wearing a suggestive smile on his stuble face. Now the atmosphere was getting...naughty..

"...You sure like picking a fuss, Dante."

He continued smiling.

"Is this another one of his flirtings? Most probably." she thought.

Though she was getting somewhat excited. She knew Dante was never a gentlemen, but she never thought he would behave this way.

"Trish babe..you should've known that by now." Said the demon hunter as he leaned in, tickling her with his breath near her ruby red lips.

"...or is it that you are just too bored." suggested the she-devil.

"Hm...could be that.."

He leaned in more, but Trish stopped him from going further, putting a slender finger on his lips.

"I never gave you the permission to." a smug smirk formed on her face.

"Aww Trish!" He whined and a small laugh escaped from her.

But of course..Dante Sparda won't force you to...so Trish might be wrong..maybe Dante can be a gentlemen after all. Just by that..all the lights came back with Lady opening the door suddenly.

"Hey guys! A mission for you both!" ordered Lady as she walks in.

Immediately Dante moved away from Trish, allowing her to quickly seat up from the desk, moving her position away from him and was now seating at the other side of the table. Just in time Lady arrived at the corner and continue walking without seeing them in the position they were just now.

"What is it?"

Lady continued.."A guy called me up and asked is there something wrong with Devil May Cry, he sure sounded pissed there, accusing you to have slammed the phone or something, but then I explained a short-circuit occured due to the heavy rain and thunder. He told me to inform you guys that there's trouble stirring at street vera."

Trish stood up, getting her jacket. Dante glance at Trish and shifting his glance back to Lady.

"Job's all yours." She stated as she gave a slight wave.."I've got another one on my list." and the raven-haired woman closed the door, re-asounding a ding-a-ling from Devil May Cry's door.

Dante kept silent for a while and chuckled, shaking his head in utter sarcasm.

"You ready?" Trish asked, walking away from Dante with her jacket and shades ready.

"Let's rock."

In a flash both the 2 disappeared, leaving the office empty.

Author's note: Short and fluffy...Sorry guys.= = But I'll try my best to think of another fluffy moment between these 2 on the next chappie alright?^^ Ok, so it doesn't hurt to R&R is it?