Disclaimer: I don't own Devil May Cry nor anything related to it.
Blessing in disguise
Dante was walking on the streets returning from one of his missions, it was night, a pretty cold night to say the least.
'Not in the mood to have strawberry sundae...pizza maybe...', he was wondering when he heard screams, loud screams coming from a far alley. 'Sounds like a female...a loud female. I'd better go and see what's happening there.'
When he approached the dark alley pistols in hand he could finally make it, two huge demons attacking someone, and this someone looked like a petite young lady, who by that time was already desperate.
Then Dante went for the strike, he started slashing on the demons, demon blood spilling everywhere as well as a dark liquid oozing from their bodies. Dante then tried to make them follow him in order to leave the lady alone, he meant demon-free.
Those demons weren't a big deal, so in less than ten minutes they were gone, a thing the girl wouldn't have been able to do even if she had more than a hundred lives available.
Dante then, decided to approach and see if the girl was still alive...Well alive she was but as dressed as the day she was born.
Dante never blushed in his whole lifetime, but as the saying says 'There's always a first time for things to happen.', so said and done.
"Umn are you okay?", he asked uncomfortable.
"Yes, just a little dizzy from everything thanks.", she said a deep red from all the blood and the blush from the shame of being naked in front of a male.
"Put this on.", he said as he gave her his coat, so she wouldn't feel that uncomfortable.
"Thanks...not only for the coat but for saving me.", she stated as he was already kneeling to help her raise.
"You think you can walk?"
"Yeah sure...", but the moment her feet touched the ground she no longer could state she could.
"Huh...Guess I'll need to deliver you to your parents, huh miss."
"Actually they no longer live.", she said eyeing him.
"To your boyfriend then...Guess he won't appreciate this a lot, but anyways..."
"Neither this one exist.", she eyed him a little annoyed now.
"Then...I'll walk you home...Don't tell me you don't have one too!"
"Excuse me but I DO have a house mister.!"
"Dante. And you would be?", he asked as he raised her chin with a single finger.
"Why?", she inquired suspiciously yanking his hand away
"Whoa feisty, I just happened to be at the right place at the right time to save your little ass from those demons, and then when I try to make some conversation you shove me away. Is this the way your parents taught you how to show gratitude?"
The lady just ignored his cocky self and replied "Johanna."
"See, not that hard! Nice to meet you Johanna.", he just loved her name rolling off his tongue, he found it rather sexy.
"Nice to meet you too, mister..uhn"
"Dante. Now no need for casualties...I'm not that old, so no need for the 'mister'."
"Ok, thanks for the help. Now I'd better head home."
"And you expect to arrive there with a foot like that.", he pointed at her obviously sprained ankle.
"It's perfectly fine, maybe a little swollen, that's all."
Dante raised one eyebrow at her reply.
"Hey I'll take you home, I don't bite...and if I wanted to do something against you don't you think I would already have done it."
"Thanks then."
As she said this in no time Dante had one arm around her waist helping to support her weight and the other holding her hand 'What the hell am I doing, holding a girl's hand...Course, that she's quite a babe, but..come on it's gonna stain your name.', he thought as he released her hand. Johanna wasn't that comfortable either, she just clung to that guy because she didn't have any other option.
Arriving at her house, too fast for Dante's liking, Johanna crouched and retrieved her keys which were under her rug.
"It's not really safe to do that, with those rapists and thieves out there."
"No one ever entered here on all the years that I put my keys under there."
"If you think it's safe then..."
As they entered the small cozy house, Johanna told Dante to sit on the couch while she could take a quick shower and dress. She even told him to go and eat something at the kitchen. However he preferred to stay put and wait for the girl to be back.
He then started to wonder while looking at the house...he saw it was a small two-store, didn't have lots of decoration, just plain simple.
"Didn't you eat anything?"
"No, I was..just waiting for you to be back."
"Ahh yes, your coat...But it's too dirty for me to return it just yet; the least I could do is to wash it."
"No need to do it."
"No no...I'll wash it and return it back for you. Do not worry, you just need to give me your address and I'll go there and give it clean back to you."
"Ok then. Do you know a shop named Devil May Cry...at First Ave. ?"
"Sure."
"There you can find me.", he sighed looking at the clock.
"I'd better get home, it soon will be dawn. Need my sleep ya know."
"Sure, thanks again...Dante.", Johanna said while opening the door for Dante.
"See ya."
"Bye, I won't forget.!", she exclaimed while showing his dirty coat.
Dante only smirked back to the girl.
Little did he know that innocent smile wouldn't be erased from his mind any time soon.
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xxx some days later xxx
Dante sat at his chair, usual style : magazine on his face followed by his feet popped on his desk, while taking a nice nap.
Then he heard light knocking on the door.
"Hey Patty go see who's knocking", he grumbled.
"Why do I always have to do your work?!"
She was still babbling about how Dante was a lazy ass when she opened the door, only to find a cute lady with a small plastic bag in hand.
"Is this Dante's house?"
"Yes, he's taking a nap, but he surely is available!", she said happily, since she loved people around.
"I don't want to disturb...", she was cut off as Patty dragged her in the shop.
"Sit will be with you in a minute."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome.", as Patty said this she fastly went to retrieve Dante.
"Dante there's a lady looking for you."
"I'm not the father.", he already defended himself.
"She doesn't seem pregnant, idiot! She wants to talk to you! Maybe it's even a job."
"Ok, bring her here then."
"Ok."
Then Patty went to the 'living room' and took the girl to Dante's 'office'.
"'Excuse me."
"Hey, what's up Johanna?"
"I dropped by to give you back your coat, that's all."
"Oh, my coat.", he said this eyeing the girl from head to toe. Now at the day light he could notice her features...Medium sleek Black hair, light brown eyes, creamy flawless skin...nicely shaped body...pretty...sexy."
"Um, thanks.", he woke up from his little reverie.
"I'd better get going. Thanks again."
"Bye."
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"Hey Dante was the lady talking about a job?"
"No, she just returned my coat."
"I see. Is she your 'friend' then ?"
"Not really."
"She seems pretty...thought she was your girlfriend or something."
Dante only eyed the girl not that pleased.
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Some time later Dante was wandering on the streets again, it was dark and kinda cold. He saw some houses and 'click' he remembered cute Johanna lived at the same neighborhood.
"Time to pay the visit."
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Arriving at her house he decided to play a little trick. He would take the spare key, sneak in and maybe scare the little girl to death. 'It's safe to put the keys down there', were her own words.
He crouched and took the keys which were exactly at the same place as he last saw them. He proceeded to enter in her house only to find it totally dark and silent.
He decided to climb the stairs. "Probably sleeping at her room"
He then entered a room ,he supposed was hers.
' I never guess wrong.', he smirked proudly to himself.
He then approached the king sized bed only to find Johanna into a deep slumber, he then decided to climb slowly and then wake her up.
"Oah..", she moaned while sleeping.
'Already aroused...And not even awake.', he laughed mentally.
Then he approached her face with his own, and lightly kissed the tip of her nose, only to see her reaction....and to tell you the truth it wasn't as pleasurable as he imagined it to be.
"Oh my God! Don't touch me, don't touch me.!", she screamed loudly.
"Hey calm down, calm down..it's me Dante...easy."
Then a small fist connected at his face powerfully....not that a girl's blow would hurt Dante, but still, he felt something.
"HOW DARE YOU ENTER HERE AND DO IT TO ME!", she snapped crying from anger."I thought it was a rapist or something worse!", she stated at the edge of tears.
"Hey, you said yourself that putting the key under the front rug was a safe thing to be done...so I wanted to prove you wrong....Guess I achieved that.", he stated playfully.
"You ass!", she was crying now.
Dante felt things never ever he dreamt of feeling near this girl...one of them: Remorse.
He then started to dry her tears away on an attempt to soothe her.
"Hey, sorry ...I didn't mean to scare you this much...sorry."
She kept crying, sobbing, shaking and every bad reaction related to desperation you can think of.
"Hey easy, it's over now, over."
Dante then hugged her lighly. He didn't know why, but he felt comfortable doing that.
Dante who was no one other than..Dante started to get carried away, after feeling her sweet vanilla smell, feeling her smooth skin touch his own.
When he saw it he was earning some moans from the girl who he lightly was kissing the neck...small butterfly kisses turned into heated tongue ones...that lead to both of them naked under the sheets...that lead to a night of passionate yet hot sex between the two.
Never did he imagine a little trick would change his life forever.
