Disclaimers: Don't belong to me, wish it did then I would have a lot of fun but dont and in the words of Homer D'oh.
Devil May Cry: Losing Sight
It was a quiet day at Devil May Cry, which was not a good thing for Dante. His mind had been wondering again lately. He kept thinking about his Father and why he wasn't there for his Mother or for Vergil and himself. The more he thought about it the more aggitated her grew. Why did he leave his Mother with two children to raise. She wasn't even demon for crying out loud. Why did his Mother pick him was it his bad ass ways or was their something more. He sighed shifting his position in the chair once again.
Hell, being a slow day was not a good thing. Hunting demons was easier than figuring out what his parents saw in eachother in the first place. Trish silently slipped into the room, rubbing her now swollen stomach. Once dead,now alive, yet not really alive. She just couldnt figure things out. She sighed slowly. If the gods wanted it that way then so be it.
"Dante, come on lets go somewhere relaxing today, it's too nice a day to stay inside." Trish said. Watching as Dante's face slowly lifted from the table to the woman in front of it, his eyes glowing with compassion and love. He smiled a cocky grin, placing an arm out to the woman in front. "Sure I guess it wouldnt hurt to close the place down for one day." He said. Gently brushing his fingers over the womans whilst helping her out of the place.
They arrived at their destination. A small park only a block or two away from Devil May Cry. Kids were playing on swings, running around, playing with their parents. Trish looked on lovingly whilst Dante started to feel hatred towards these kids. It wasn't fair. Why did his Father and Mother leave him and take Vergil as well? He never knew what it was like to be pushed on a swing, or to be taken out for ice-cream.
Trish placed her hand on Dante's knee. "You okay sweetheart?" Questioned Trish, using that voice that suckered Dante in many times from buying her chocolate and pickles in her craving modes to giving her massages. He wrapped his arms around her. "It's not fair Trish, why do these kids get parents and all I get is a kick in the face. I don't care who my Dad is, he wasn't even there for me when I needed him. Why did they have go away Trish? Why?" He sighed again defeat.
Trish hugged him reassuringly. "Don't worry Dante, these things happen for a reason if we could go back in time, we could change them, but then what would happen to the future Dante? Would I still be around? Would I ever get to know you? Would we be sitting here in this very park together? Would I still be married to you? Would I still be having your child? We can't change the past Dante or who we are, but we can change the future, together."
Yeah I know you probably all hate it but I like it and sorry to all the Fans of Lucia out there I am a Trish/Dante Fan and I cannot see him getting together with anyone else.
