(A/N: So this is a fun little project that Xerosonic and I created together. Well…rather Xerosonic tried to do this and gave up so I'm picking up the slack, using him to help me. This fic is basically just the question: What if Dante had been in the Negima plot? Well here's our answer enjoy)

Disclaimer: I do not Mahou Sensei Negima or Devil May Cry

3rd Person View

6 Years Ago

Dante, a few years before the whole event with Mundus, wandered around a town near the country side of Wales. Dante was there for a job he just recently completed in the village by delivering an important item to a strange man. He didn't think much of it, considering that the pay was obscenely high even though demons were after him every now and then. So now Dante is just merely sitting under a tree in a secluded forest nearby to take a nap.

"Mister?" A boy's voice calls out. "Hey mister!" The boy shouts again. Dante opens his eyes and looks at the young boy in front of him. He looks no older than 4 with light-auburn hair. He wore a somewhat bulky coat with black pants. "What are you doing?"

"Cute." Dante says with a slight chuckle. "Getting some shut eye for now. I have to wait a bit before I get my pay."

"What's your name?" The boy asks. Dante merely ignores him and pretends to go to sleep. "I'm Negi. How about you?" The boy tries to get Dante to speak, but to no avail. Negi pouts with a slight whine and walks away. "Onee-chan! Where are you!" Negi shouts as he runs away. Dante lifts his head slightly to see the boy run off. He grins slightly and returns to sleeping.

A Week Later

Dante woke up under the same tree as always. He gets up and stretches out himself to get the sleepiness out of his system. "Guess it's time to turn in and get my pay." Dante picked his sword from the dirt next to the tree and places it on his back as always. "I wonder how that kid is doing? He always comes to me to pick a fight, but I haven't seen him today." Dante looks around him; thinking that the kid is nearby and waiting to pounce on him again as always. Dante then face palms himself once he remembers a certain detail. "Right, he almost got himself killed just so his dad might come to 'save him'." Dante drops his hand to the side and sighs. "Poor kid. I didn't care much for my pops, but he's just a little boy." Dante sighs once more. "Well, I'm just going to grab my paycheck and continue to pay off the incredibly enormous debt I have with Lady." Once then he makes his way into town casually. He isn't in any rush to go there since his flight home would be the next day from now.

However he would not be prepared to what he is about to see next. When the town got into his full view, he saw the entire area covered in a sea of flames. "What the hell is going on?" Dante asks said to no one in particular. He soon found out when he felt a strange presence behind him. Dante drew his sword, spun 180 degrees, and slashed horizontally. A demon stood where Dante had swung his sword and the creature had been cleaved in half. As the demon dissolved away, he sees a slew of other demons coming at him from the front. "What? Was there a party and no one bothered to wake me up?" Dante grins and readies his blade again. "Oh well, I guess I will just play with what's left."

Dante dashes forward and hacks three more down with a few slashes. Four came from the side, but Dante's eye caught onto them and he quickly sheathed his sword to pull out his handguns. He fires several rounds into them; causing each one to dissolve from each bullet wound they were inflicted with. Several more came from behind and try to attack as swiftly as possible. However, Dante backflips over the enemies, lands behind them, and unloads a slew of more bullets at them.

After that there is a moment of reprieve as no new enemies came to fight. "Huh? Over already?" Dante pouts and puts away his handguns. "Well that sucks." Dante looks around him to see anything of interest in this wildfire. "Might as well go into town and see what's up." With that said, Dante ran into the burning town. He felt odd with the fact that there are so many statues of people around him.

"Hmm?" Dante stops a moment as one statue in particular catches his eye. He walks closer to it and examines it. "Wait…I know this man." Dante stares at the statue a few more moments until something clicked in his head. "Oh yeah. This guy is that restaurant owner that I went to earlier in the week." Once he said those words, another fact clicks in his head. "Wait. That means all these statues are-"

"People. People who we have petrified." A voice calls out from above Dante. Dante leaps back as another demon comes down from above and lands in front of Dante. "Who would have thought that the 'Son of Sparda' would make his appearance here of all times?" The demon's appearance looks like a muscular gargoyle of some sort with two spiral horns coming out the sides of its head, but he felt so much higher class compared to the other ones that Dante faced. The demon turns to face Dante face to face. "To be summoned here and meet you is a golden opportunity! I will take your soul!" The demon shouts and lunges forward.

Dante jumps up while pulling out his handguns again. He spins in midair and fires several bullets downward to the demon about to pass below him. The demon stops before running into the pain of bullets to leap back and jump up to pursue Dante. Dante puts his guns away and unsheathes his sword as my thrusts downward at the demon with a piercing motion. The demon dodges to the side and fired a beam at Dante from its mouth. Dante lands, rolls to the side for a dodge, and leaps forward following with a horizontal slash. The demon backs up as the attack slashes across its face, leaving a scarring wound on its face. The demon then fled the scene, leaving Dante behind to deal with more demons that are arriving around him.

"Son of Sparda." All the demons chanted in unison.

Dante sighs and begins juggling his sword around in his hands. "You know, why do I have to be so popular with you guys? A nice girl every now and then would be nice…" Dante grips his sword and stands in a primed stance; ready to dish out all the pain the demons would feel as they foolishly charge him.

It wasn't long after when Dante began walking away victorious with a pile of ash behind him which used to be the demons that challenged him. "Does this mean I am not getting paid?" Dante says as he looks around him. Everyone is either dead or turned to stone. His contact is now a cold statue; not exactly someone he can talk to now about money. "Well…this sucks." Dante sighs, sheaths his sword, and pouts, but even that is interrupted as he hears a large boom from far away. Dante turns 180 and sees a large amount of energy being shot everywhere in a huge crowd of demons. "At least the party is still going." Dante grins again and runs off to that direction. When he arrives, he sees a man holding a single demon by the throat. Dante couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he can tell that he is powerful. He looks around to see that all the demons that were around are dealt with. "Hmph, so in the end I was hardly needed." Dante turns around and begins to walk away.

Present Day

Inside Dante's store Devil May Cry the phone on Dante's desk began to ring; waking Dante up from his slumber. His legs were on the desk as always when he sleeps with a magazine on his face to avoid attention from others. Trish is currently out shopping as always with Lady. Both of them usually were the ones who pick up the phone if Dante didn't answer it. However since Dante is awake now, he removed the magazine from his face, fixed his body posture into a sitting one, and slammed his hand on the desk; causing the phone to jump up off the hook.

Dante caught it in his hand, held it to his ear, and spoke. "Devil May Cry. What can I do for ya?" There is a pause on the line; no one responded. "Hello?" Dante said again with curiosity and slight irritation. There is another pause of which no one said anything on the other line. Giving up, Dante through the phone back on the hook casually and leaned back on his chair with his feet on the desk.

In the next moment there was a loud CRACK as a white envelop came sailing in through the center of Dante's office door like a projectile until it reached his desk and then gently floated down on top of it. The letter was addressed to him. The return address was marked for Kyoto.

Dante sighed, "Well, there goes more damage to my door. At least it's still intact." A second after the statement had been said; the door slowly tilted forward and dropped to the floor with a loud thud. "Figures as much." He opened the envelope and unfolded a white piece of paper on the inside of it. There was an addressee of "Dear Dante" at the top, but the rest of the letter was blank. "Um...ok?" Dante raises an eyebrow in concern. "Did the sender forget to write his message or did he use invisible ink?" As if responding to his question a magic circle inscribed itself onto the paper and a small hologram of a man with glasses and black hair, wearing a business suit, appeared on the circle. "Well that's new." Dante places the paper on the table. "I dealt with magic, demons, and otherworldy things that I can;t describe off the top of my head." He leans back on his chair casually and looks at the hologram. "Never had a magical hologram like this before. Should be interesting."

"If this hologram is coming through it means that you, Dante of the Devil May Cry agency, have gotten ahold of this letter. I couldn't be sure that it would not be intercepted so I sent it to respond to your voice if the letter was opened. This message will only be given once so listen closely. My name is Eishun Konoe, I am noble living in Kyoto, Japan. I need your help. My daughter, Konoka Konoe, is on her way to visit me from school with her class. Her teacher is a mage and is on his way here to deliver a letter to the Kansai Magic Association here in Japan. I fear that my daughter may come under attack during the trip and so I need an escort to prevent her teacher from worrying. I don't doubt his capabilities, but he can become quite flustered under pressure." There was a brief pause. "Inside the envelope I provided a picture of my daughter so you know what she looks like and also there is a round trip ticket to Kyoto by airplane. I've asked my father-in-law, the dean of the school, to have my daughter's teacher meet you at the airport. His name is Negi Springfield."

Negi? The name sounded familiar to Dante, but he couldn't remember how.

"When you arrive here at my home with Konoka in tow, I will pay you in full a total of five hundred thousand in cash. Also please do not tell her what you are doing. Only Negi is allowed to know your true role amongst his class. To everyone else, unless they are supernaturally adept, you are merely a mediator hired by me." Eishun's message continued. "I wish I could talk more, but I'm nearing the time limit of the recording. Speaking of which, you'd better dispose of this letter and run," Eishun's image faded.

"I wonder what he meant by that," Dante scratched his head only for a countdown timer, starting at 25, to appear. Dante sighed, "You have got to be kidding me..." He quickly crumbled up the letter ran outside threw it high in the air and shot it. The explosion was no bigger than a full sized dumpster. Sparks rained down harmlessly onto the ground. "Hmmm, fireworks in the middle of the afternoon," Dante looked up at the view and then shook his head slightly, "It just doesn't have the same appeal."

He went back inside and looked into the rest of the envelope. Inside was a picture of a girl with long black hair, smiling brightly, with hazelnut eyes and wearing a red and white school uniform. "Babysitting girls again huh? I wonder how Patty is doing," he said reminiscing about the time he spent with the prepubescent blonde. He saw the ticket in the envelope, looked at it and frowned. "Ah c'mon the guy can afford to pay me five hundred grand, but he can't get me first class?"

Dante sighed, sat down in his chair, leaned back and looks up to his ceiling; watching the fans spin overhead. Before he had that sudden awakening, he had a dream of the past a few years ago at that village. He remembered a boy at that time, around the age of four. Although he did not know his name, he felt that odd that his dream of the past had him up in the air.

"I suppose I should get my stuff together for the trip." Dante says to himself. "I should probably inform Lady and Trish too." Dante scratches the back of his head and yawns while placing the magazine back on his face. "After my nap. Maybe some pizza too." Dante spoke with a muffled voice and went back to sleep.

Mahora Academy

In the teacher's lounge, during lunch, Negi was busy working out lesson plans when Shizuna put a note down on the table in front of him. "What's this?" Negi asked.

"The principal said he wants to see you about a new development regarding the Kyoto field trip," Shizuna told him.

"A new development?" Negi questioned aloud. He left the lounge and wandered into Konoemon's office.

"Ah Negi, right on schedule," the dean stated.

"Just what is this all about?" Negi wanted to know.

"I received important news from Eishun just this morning. He called to tell me that he's hired a mediator to assist you and your class with the trip. He said it was, insurance, in case of danger. He said so that you can focus on your task of delivering that letter I gave you the person he has hired is to be a bodyguard for Konoka. He'll be there to help you in the case of an emergency," the dean told Negi.

"That's fine, but what's his name, what's he look like?" Negi asked.

"Eishun heard of him from his reputation alone, so I can't say much in terms of his appearance, but you're supposed to meet him at the airport with your class. His cover is that he's an old friend of my son-in-law's from overseas so don't blow his cover. His name is Dante. He's a renowned demon hunter from outside Japan," the old man responded.

"Demon Hunter?" Hundreds of thoughts ran through Negi's head, most of which were as far from the truth of the silver haired half-breed as possible.

Konoemon eased Negi's obvious apprehension. "Calm yourself boy. Dante is perfectly human. He won't draw attention towards you."

"All right, I'll be sure to work cooperatively with Dante-san," Negi responded.

"Very good then," Konoemon stated, "You are dismissed."

One Week Later

Kyoto Airport

Dante had gotten off his flight and was sitting in the airport lobby with some pizza and his luggage. So where's this Negi Springfield I'm supposed to meet? He wondered. He finished his pizza, licked the extra grease off his fingers, threw the box in the trash and began heading to look for his contact group. As he wandered out he saw a large group of girls gathered around holding up a huge sign with his name on it. "Nice welcome," he said at the sight of the large sign. He then looked at the students. If only they were a little older. Dante thought to himself. He waltzed towards the group. Negi's one lucky teacher. "Waiting long?" he asked. Dante got a couple of confused heads thrown at him. He facepalmed, "Right, you're Japanese. Let's see…I hope my language skills are up to date…Uhhhh…Por que pas…" He facepalmed again, "No wait that's Spanish."

"Move, move, move," he heard someone from the back of the group, push through the students speaking perfect English. She had blonde hair and large busoms. "Ah I'm terribly sorry," she apologized "You must be Dante. I must apologize for the awkward situation. Our class can speak English, but of course Japanese is our first language. I'm half-British so I've learned both languages growing up. It's just that," she put a finger on her cheek, "You're not quite what we expected."

"I could say the same about all of you," Dante said. "I wasn't expecting a class of all girls. You're teacher's quite the lucky one."

"Yes," the blonde started going into a whole dramatic interlude, "Negi-sensei is truly blessed to have us as his students and for me as his class representative. His dear, devoted, Ayaka Yukihiro,"

She's a little young for me, but I could get used to her. Dante thought to himself, recognizing his own traits in the class president.

"Ah you can speak Japanese right?" Ayaka asked. "Not that it will be a problem, but some of our less…gifted students may not be able to keep up with you."

"Not a problem," Dante said and cleared his throat before speaking in perfect Japanese: "Nice to meet you everyone. My name is Dante, I'll be your teacher's assistant guide during your trip here and I'm here to make sure that you all have a superb and safe trip here in Kyoto. Speaking of the professor where is Negi?"

"Ah, Sensei went to go get some travel maps with some of our classmates. They should be back shortly," a timid blue haired girl stepped forward.

"Well, all right then," Dante made himself comfortable on the nearby bench. "Let me know when they get here. In the meantime I'm going to do R-rated things to the women in my dreams." As he lay down, he didn't notice the menacing glare being launched in his direction from a certain, black haired kendo student.

"R-rated?" Makie was confused.

"It's a type of slang for Ecchi," Haruna responded. Nodoka and Yue turned bright red.

Is it really ok to have someone like this as a mediator, Chisame wondered to herself.

Minutes later Negi came back with Asuna and Konoka in tow; all three were carrying travel maps and tour brochures, and bags of assorted candies. As the trio began handing things out Negi asked, "Ah did our guest arrive yet?" Zazie pointed to the silver haired, red coated adult sprawled out on the bench. Both Asuna and Negi turned towards Dante and almost dropped everything they were carrying. Both did it for entirely different reasons.

Negi, upon seeing the red coat, the silver hair, and the giant guitar case had a wave of nostalgia wash over him. Could he be…but how…is it? The young mage was reminiscent of the man he had met six years ago in his hometown.

Asuna, on the other hand, was petrified by Dante's good looks. The young heterochromac could only stare at the half-demon with a large blush on her face. He's so…so hot. Due to her attraction towards older men the red head was captivated by the demon hunter's appearance.

Dante, having not actually nodded off to sleep, opened one eye and saw the hustle and bustle going on. "Hey if there's a party going on, invite me to. I hate being late."

Asuna's face turned even warmer. Even his voice is dreamy.

"Ah you must be Dante," Konoka, whom Dante recognized from her picture, bowed and said, "I'm Konoka Konoe. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too," Dante said aloud while thinking: so she's the one I have to guard, wonderful. "So hey," Dante scanned the area for a person he could pass off as a teacher, "Is your teacher here?"

"Ah excuse me," Dante heard a young voice cry out as a small boy fell forward and flat on his face. He stood up.

As he adjusted his glasses Dante took notice of the boy's appearance. He looks…familiar, but I can't place my finger on as to why.

"I'm Negi Springfield, Mahora 3-A's teacher," Negi extended his hand up to Dante, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Dante was confused. This kid had to be no older than ten years old and here he was declaring himself to be the teacher of these women, who were all clearly older than him. "So tell me how does a little kid like you become a teacher at this day and age?"

"It's…complicated," Negi said rubbing the back of his head.

"Well, whatever. It's just that I was expecting someone taller," Dante said and looped a thumb and forefinger around Negi's skinny arm, "with a little more meat on their bones."

"Ah, well," Negi rubbed the back of his head, "Sorry to not meet expectations."

"Eh, it doesn't matter. I've come across stranger things in my time. You guys eaten yet…besides the sweets I see going around?" Dante asked.

"Um, well no, we were actually all waiting on you Dante," Negi stated.

"Well then, seeing as I just got off my flight and have had nothing except little packages of peanuts for the last few hours, who wants pizza?" Dante asked.

Chapter 1 End

(A/N: And that wraps up chapter 1. Let me answer a few questions you might have. To start this Dante is the Dante from Devil May Cry 4, except in the flashbacks, to keep a consistent timeline, he was the Dante from between DMC 3 and 1. Also, Asuna's chances of getting Dante's attention are about as likely as Ayaka's chances with Negi. In other words: Hopeless Suitor. Fear not though, there will be other women throwing themselves at the half-breed *cough*Evangeline*cough*. If you have any more questions feel free to ask them and I will try to answer them. Once again I'd like to thank Xerosonic for his contributions to this series. I hope you guys like it. If you do, I'll be sure to continue it once my summer break starts. See you guys later.)