Devil May Cry: A Hunter's Surprise
This is my first proper fanfic so please don't slaughter it. I've tried to make it more amusing than perverted, but the rating's just to be safe. This is a DMC/Death Note crossover so I hope you're familiar with the characters. Oh and just a small warning, there is some yaoi and a threesome with implied hentai. If you want to know who it is well then you'll just have to read it :P.
Lastly, a disclaimer to say that none of the characters are mine, they are the creations of much more intelligent minds than mine. I'm just using them because I love them so much (yes, even the men) that I had to put them in loads of awkward situations. Again, I do not on Devil May Cry or Death Note, I've just got an active imagination... :)
And with all that foolishness out of the way, let the story begin!
Chapter 1
Dark clouds wheeled furiously in the sky above the lone tower as the devil hunter neared his prey. Crimson coat flapping behind him, Dante son of Sparda strolled nonchalantly up to the great doors of the tower. He chuckled and voiced the thought that was bouncing around in his head "Another tower huh? Man, all these demons are seriously compensatin' for something." He vigorously kicked the door, blowing it wide open as he stepped over the threshold. "Honey, I'm home!" he called into the darkness of the hallway facing him.
"What, no welcoming party? I'm disappointed." He said to the silence. Shrugging his shoulders, Dante walked quickly down the corridor, he was in no mood for time wasting. Hearing a small noise, he span round, surprising the scythe-wielding demon who suddenly found his mouth full of pistol. "Now this is more like it!" Dante quipped as six more demons materialised behind him. He pulled the trigger, blasting the demon's head into a messy stain before turning to the others. Three of them rushed him, he nimbly sidestepped the first lunge and vaulted into the air. The demons looked up to find Dante's pistols leveled right at them, not one managed to move before he was filled full of high velocity lead. Dante smirked as he took his sword from his back and landed behind the other three with a quick flourish. The demons made as if to turn and rush him, but were suprised to find themselves suddenly separated from their lower halves. As the demons expired, Dante turned away and walked off, not even having broken a sweat.
After the clamour of this short battle, the deathly silence almost managed to unnerve Dante, he trod silently down the corridors until he came to a spiral staircase lined with heavy wooden doors. After checking that there were no surprises waiting for him, Dante moved up the stairs, still faintly disturbed by the utter silence. Midway up the stairs he heard noises, human, not demon. They appeared to be coming from behind one of the wooden doors, Dante gripped his sword in readiness and flung the nearest door open.
Greeting him was one of the most disturbing sights he had ever seen. The two male occupants of the room looked up instantly from their "activites". It seemed that the older of the two, who had dark hair and curiously dark rims under his eyes had been using the younger male; who was wearing only black hotpants, had him on all fours and was using him as a tea tray.
"What...the...fuck?" Dante managed to whisper as the two guys stared eerily at him. Too freaked out to even utter a snappy quip, Dante slowly backed out of the room and shut the door on the unrelenting stares. Once the door was shut he shuddered violently before bolting up the stairs as gasps and moans started up from behind the door.
After he had climbed a few floors Dante slowed down and caught his breath. "Jesus!" he panted, "I hope I never have to see something as screwed up as that ever again!" Supressing another shudder, he walked up the next flight of stairs to find they exited onto a cavernous room. Around the room were the largest and most realistic stained-glass windows he had ever seen. Saints and demons, angels and martyrs stared relentlessly down on him. Dante began to grow uneasy and broke into an almost-jog.
As he neared the end of the hall he noticed a heavy wooden door tucked away in the corner to his right. More out of curiosity than anything else, Dante strolled up to the door and kicked it open.
Inside the room was a huge four-poster bed, elaborately decorated and with velvet sheets draped across it. Dante didn't actually notice any of this, as his attention was focused on the two occupants of the bed. "You again!" he blurted as he recognized the young, brown haired human from earlier. It seemed that the said human had been enjoying himself rather vigorously with a young, blond woman (if you can't figure out who this is then you must be incredibly thick). The human male looked up and immediately looked guilty, as you would if you'd just been caught in the act for the second time in one night. "Er...hi" he said after an embarassing silence, Dante looked incredibly confused as he said "Hang on, weren't you downstairs with--" but before he could finish his question, the covers shifted and the second human poked his head out (again, if you haven't figured out who this then theres no hope left for you). Dante didn't even bother asking for an explanation, he once again backed out of the room and ran away.
"Jesus freakin' Christ!" He said explosively, "Why is this place so perverted?!" He frowned as he realised something. "And why am I the only one not getting laid?"
Yes, yes I know its perverted and wrong but please don't pass it over as a meaningless series of events. It has a definite plotline (and more "hilarious" escapades). Please review as I need some constructive criticism here about the bad points and good points. No idea when chapter 2 will be posted as I've got a rather busy schedule over the summer, and as I said: don't give up on this fic! As theres gonna be a load of juicy events in the next chapter (if I ever get round to writingit). Justice Will Prevail!!