Author's note: So here I am again with something new. And I hope this one is alright. No, this aint related to "A Deeper Shade of Blue", but I'll update that one later. Right now, I just want to do this and try to get this idea off of my head. It's like screaming at me to type it down. So without further ado, here's this fanfic!

Disclaimer: I don't own DMC, Capcom does. But I'll be willing to adopt them if they put them for adoption!

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"I have to hand it to you…you've got a knack for being demoted."

The mocking tone of voice and the equally mocking retort earned the silver haired youth a rather nasty glare. The boy simply smirked at the glare giving person and shrugged his shoulders casually, a look of utter taunt oozing from his fair visage. It was so clear that he was having fun with this session, and it was something that he couldn't exactly pass up. It was too precious.

"Nero, stop being mean to Kei. She's been through a lot."

"I'm sorry Kyrie. I'll stop."

Nero agreed before walking over to the now, once again occupied desk. What happened to be sitting behind it was a fuming young woman of about 20, and was currently slamming her fist against the shiny oak wooden desk. By sheer force, she could possibly break it down into pieces, but of course, that's just exaggerating it a bit. The raven haired woman was literally gritting her teeth and Nero's smart ass comments weren't helping in the least. She was pretty much thankful of Kyrie for being able to make the younger teen shut his tap up.

"What happened to anyway? I heard you and the boss had quite an argument."

Kyrie asked whilst sitting on a chair not so far away from Kei's desk. Kei on the other hand sighed softly and placed her head on the desk, sulking. As for Nero, he sat beside Kyrie, and once again they were the dreaded trio at the creative section.

"I threw firecrackers at the boss."

Kei muttered, her hand going under her chin as she used her elbows as leverage for a bit. Kyrie and Nero looked at each other for a while and blinked. It was no wonder she got demoted. Then again, their boss was still kind enough since she didn't get fired instead for that crackling action she just did.

"Why'd you throw firecrackers at him?"

Nero and Kyrie asked in unison as they looked at Kei once more. This time Kei was looking so miserable that she didn't think she'd be able to say it, but in the end, she came to the decision of imparting with the knowledge.

"Well…It's like this."

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The glaring sun was bright as usual and the day was more humid that anyone wanted it to be. Inside the compound of the infamous building known as DMC where a lot of great films plays and movies have been produced and casted, another spectacle was happening.

"Cute but it's no good. Do it again."

The cool and calm voice of the equally infamous CEO of DMC echoed inside the small room. The few stacked up sheets of bond paper fell on the table due to him tossing it back to the writer. Obviously, he didn't like the pun of this story. It was lacking in character development and story plot. All it had was badly pieced action scenes that would waste a lot of money when an actual production starts. It was unacceptable.

"But…I worked so hard on this!"

Soft fists slammed hard against the gray table in front of the CEO. The ravenous look on the girl's face didn't faze him in the least. In fact he let out a small scowl followed by a smirk as he saw this reaction. This writer of his was so easy to piss off that the smallest detail of criticism made her snap. It was fun to watch this reaction.

"Well guess what, it lacked a few sparks."

"You want sparks."

"Yes, I want sparks before we wing anything. Wouldnt want to waste our greens…I'm sure you can understand, Ms. Amanno."

The CEO and President spoke in his usual arrogant tone before grabbing a slice of pizza from the box on his desk. Kei who wasn't so happy about the outcome and the retort simply nodded and took her file of paper with her.

"Fine…I'll do it again…"

She uttered as she stalked towards the door gloomily. The president simply nodded before taking a bite. He was quite happy to have good workers working for him. Although, just as Kei turned the knob of the door, she took something out of her pockets. Two things, it was just two things. It was a strip of firecrackers and a lighter that she was supposed to use in order to trick Nero, but instead decided to use it for this purpose.

"You wanted sparks right, Mr. Sparda?"

She asked a she whirled around this earned her a hefty nod from the CEO. And at the exact time the nod ended, the raven haired girl lit the firecrackers and tossed it at her boss with much enthusiasm.

"What the—"

The sound of small sparks and explosions went off just as the firecrackers landed on his lap. Actually it was where Kei was aiming for and she was practically happy that her aim wasn't off. Thank you softball practice!

"Then try that on for size you unappreciative bastard!"

She scoffed as she watched Mr. Sparda stand on alert trying to evade the mini explosions happening by his lap and by his feet. As he looked up at the girl who brazenly did this to him, he saw her stick her tongue out at him with a matching "finger" to boot, and then she was gone. The look in her eyes were so challenging that it contributed to his silent arousal. If it was a fight she was looking for then she'll be getting one.

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"Ah, so you were planning to use those on me?!"

Kei just shrugged, not really in the mood to entertain the already obvious nature of the conversation. Maybe she should have left out the detail about using those on Nero had she not used it on their boss, Dante Sparda.

"But it's really a shame. You worked so hard to get the job you wanted only to be demoted back here again."

Kyrie pitied her. Kei was actually very fond of Kyrie due to her kind nature. Unlike Nero who was a pest, Kyrie was very likeable.

"Ugh…and speaking of the devil…"

Kei noted as she saw the shiny white hair that rested atop of the head of a man that was viciously approaching. The scowl on his face surpassed even that of Nero's which was more irksome for her than she initially thought. The cocky grin on her boss's face made her want o shove the rejected material down his throat to relieve her of her annoyance, but at the moment she needed a job and she didn't need to do anything else to jeopardize her pay.

"Well Ms. Amanno. I hope you're satisfied. In fact, I think this place suits you much better…considering how CREATIVE you are."

He retorted with a friendly glare before waving his hands and walking off, and something else to tick her off, blew a kiss in her direction. The paper that was in Kei's grasp was currently being ripped apart…so annoyed and there was no chance for a rebuttal.

"Kei…you just ripped your other manuscript…"

This made Kei froze and made her look down at her hands. She saw her other manuscript being shredded which made her panic and eventually scream out of frustration.

"DANTE SPARDA! I HATE YOU!"

And this caught the attention of everyone at the creative team section. On the other hand, the CEO who was walking down the corridor back to his office smiled mischievously to himself. Really, revenge was a dish best serve cold…well in his case, sizzling hot.