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Last words: The furious PMS-symptoms made me do this...
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Lady kicked small rocks before her feet with the tip of her red coloured combat boot. A small amount of dirt flied off the ground with the company of the poor stone fragments that were now having Lady´s anger. She had been frustrated and irritated already for days and whenever Dante wasn´t around – like just now – she channelled her feelings out to something. Usually that something was a demon – no matter did she stab, shoot and blow them up it helped her a bit – but lately there had been a real invasion of demons and all other Hell´s creatures all over the places. Squirming, jumping, howling, tearing, devouring and destroying anything that came to their way. That made Lady even more irritated, but Dante on the other hand seemed to enjoy it. His icy blue eyes had a killing glee in them when he squirmed, jumped, howled, tore, devoured (...well, perhaps not really...) and destroyed them down. For Lady it seemed he was turning into a animal state of some kind. More demons, more animal Dante, here you go.
But Lady. For her this enormous army of demons coming out of nowhere as endless stream was slowly becoming too much to handle. Though she hated to admit it she was just a mere human who couldn´t keep in the same pace with half-demon. And even more she hated to admit the fact that she wasn´t just a human – oh dear lord no! - but she was also a female human. A WOMAN! God, how she hated that word! Helpless woman with no power, real damsel in distress, oh lord. Lady despised such wimpy creatures. Therefore she refused to be like all other women (on the other hand, was she even close to normal people?) No make-up. No girly talk. No girly outfits, except the miniskirt she was wearing, but to add more masculinity into it she used the skirt only with her dark shorts. The idea of the skirt on without shorts made her shiver. No way! No bare thighs, thank you.
She wiped her sweated forehead and frowned a bit. She hated waiting. Just standing there gathering her strength and letting Dante do all the killing made her feel so ... useless. Damsel in distress, yes... Actually Lady had started to hope that maybe one weaker and a bit more stupid demon might stumble across and she could kill it with her bullets. That would feel sooooooo good now!
From somewhere far away Lady heard sounds of fighting followed by the agonising screams. Lady naturally swung her head towards the sounds to see was something coming for her, but as soon she had done it a dizzy feeling shot through her head. Yelping Lady took some balance from the nearby wall and bend her head down.
"I´m so happy Dante´s not around now...", she mumbled keeping her eyes shut, trying to make that sick feeling go away. The fact that she hated being a woman didn´t took away her... womanly... argh, curses! Lady wish she could thing a lot nicer about her feminine body, but the truth was she wasn´t able to avoid it – the periods. Oh lal laa, that sounded so agonising and what was even more painful that aches and mood swings was to keep that all hidden from Dante. She didn´t want any pity or mocking and Lady was sure someone like Dante wouldn´t even know what a word period meant. Well honestly! At first he was a man and secondly a demon. ...Well, half-demon but anyway. Lady highly doubted demons had periods. Guess she had just found at least one good point of demons. Sadly it wasn´t adaptable to Dante...
The cutting pain hit Lady´s lower stomach so suddenly she winched in pain and let out frustrating moan. What the hell was keeping him for so long?! The periods hadn´t started yet, but the pain and all the other symptoms were already there. For real. Lady inhaled deeply and calmly trying to focus on something else than this horrible female curse. All the huntress needed now was a hot bath, real hot bath, a real long hot bath. If any demons were planning to show up while she was at her well deserved relaxing bath god help them! That also included Dante.
The pain deep in her guts grew so strong Lady needed to sat down. She lowered herself slowly at the dirty, sandy ground pulling her Kalina Ann near her. She stroked it cold surface gently, wondering a little hint of a smile at the corner of her lips what her dear mother would say now? Would she be soothing her, giving her some advices? Would they be having a normal mother-daughter conversation with all important issues? Like having a family someday. ... Not that Lady would like to have a one! That was one reason why she hated this time of the month. For Lady such thing as having babies was completely out of question. The world had became so dark, unsafe place Lady though it would only to be cruel bring any new life to this damned place. To this damned dimension. The womb was a needles organ for her.
And breeding just with yourself wasn´t an easy task. The idea made Lady laugh a bit. She shook her head with closed eyes and smiled one more time.
"He better show up soon. Otherwise I´ll come up with even more ridiculous and weird ideas. And I want my bath..."
"You want what, babe?"
She turned to look over her shoulder and saw her hunter comrade standing there, hands on his hips. As soon as Lady set her gaze at Dante, the silver red demon made a sly face. Lady just sighed.
"My bath. I can´t stand this dirt and blood and sweat and shit anymore" she grunted standing up and dusting dirt off from her outfit.
"Oh, too bad. I heard My Lady saying you want me bad", Dante grinned impishly while walking pass her. Lady just picked a rock from the ground and swung it. It flied whistling through the air and hit with a loud thud on Dante´s red leather coat´s back. The half-breed stopped immediately, stood a moment in silence and turned then quickly around with huge grin on his face.
"Whohoho, fierce, aren´t we?! I like my women hot!"
Another rock came towards Dante with a speed of light. A Bigger one than the earlier. It hit him straight between the blue eyes that seemed to get any girl they set their sight on, except Lady. A burst of blood flied into air when Dante fell backwards. Damn, she really had some talent at rock throwing!
Lady´s face was bright red with anger. She huffed angrily, too mad to say anything and walked over Dante. Literally. Her small combat boot left a nice mark on his chest. Lady totally ignored the surprised gag that left Dante when she hit her sole hard on his demon blood covered chest. The most pissing thing in this whole situation for the Lady was that she needed to take her bath at Dante´s place. The apartment where she lived was under construction - for crying out loud - next 4 months (were they going to bring the whole house down and build a now one on the same spot?!) The only place she had for staying was Dante´s shabby office he called home.
"Hey, can I have a bath with you? You own it for me now for walking over me and dirtying my sexy chest!"
A Shot. And a silence.
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Dante rubbed the sore spot on his angular chin. Lady´s shot had pierced his head straight from the shin to back of his head. The young man would have never guessed she was so good at shooting blind folded! Lady hadn´t even look at him when she pulled the trigger of her handgun that was filled with some special bullets that hurt Dante even more than the regular ones. Lady had just lifted the gun over her shoulder and shot him, walking forward at the same time. Oh geez, why that bitch needed to be so angry all the time! Talk about someone who would need some anger management!
Half-demon had tried to sniff out what had made "Her Lady" so sensitive today, but she refused to say a word. Not a word. Joking, spying, questioning, mocking or ignoring gave no results of the matter. That had made Dante a bit worried, especially when they had arrived back home Lady had informed him with freezing voice, never ever turning towards him, that if he even though of disturbing Lady while she was at the bath Dante would regret it BADLY.
Usually the sly hunter would have took this as an invitation yelling "Disturb me, please!" but today was different. Being a half-demon gave Dante some extra senses for some things that weren´t so obvious for human senses. While he had walked pass Lady smirking at her Dante had noticed, that Lady was awfully pale. He first though the paleness was coming from the enlightening of the place where he had met Lady after his furious battle with squirming demon army, but at the way back home Dante had realized that her aura was also ... well... pale. The inner flame was burning just slightly making Lady look like she would break apart any moment and that scared Dante. He haven´t used to se her like that. On the other hand Dante couldn´t blame her. Past 3 weeks had been intense demon killing day after day and they barely had some time to sleep or eat. For someone like Dante this was only annoying, he had much better plans for his time on mind than killing demons, but for a mere human like Lady the situation must be exhausting. That´s why Dante decided to hit the sofa nicely without making Lady any angrier than she already was when the slim huntress disappeared into bathroom.
He yawned and stretched his full body like a cat. The full L-sized pizza made him tired after such intensive fight the hunter just had faced. Placing his arms behind his head Dante remembered how worried he had been, when Lady had asked for some resting time at the middle of a battle. "I need to catch my breath" she had said holding her stomach. Dante didn´t have time to stay there asking any reasons for this unnatural behaviour of Lady. Was she becoming ill? Stomach flue perhaps? Or had the petite huntress got a hit by a demon without him noticing it?
Well, guess he needed to find that out...
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The soft bubble bath smelt like heaven to Lady after those horrible stinking smells she had had on her body. She was sure some demon had vomited on her without her noticing it, the stink was so awful. Dante had laughed at her when the first thing she had bought to the "new home of hers" was a bottle of bath bubble, but right now Lady was more than a pleased with her shopping. She let her body sank deeper into hot water that made her feel alive. It soothed the killing pain aside of the painkiller she had snatched from the first-aid-kit. Lady stroked her arms, enjoying this heavenly moment. Pain slowly fading away, dizzy feeling gone. She had noticed that at every period time her physical and mental symptoms just got worse and good moments like this while she was suffering of PMS were just really rare sweet for her. A Pleased sight escaped from her lips as the warm feeling was drifting her away. She need to admit she felt a bit bad because Dante now needed to wait for his shower turn for so long, but she reallyreallyreallyreally needed this long bath. Lady opened her closed eyes and sat up, pulling sore knees against her chest. Small arms snaked around slim, bubble foam decorated legs as Lady took a thoughtful, deep look at the other side of the bath tube. Dante had a rather large bath tube. To be honest he would have fitted in the tube with herself just fine...
WHAT?!
Oh god, she must be really going nuts now! How such a thing had slipped into her mind and so freely even, like it wouldn´t be any big deal. Of course it was! Lady´s brows knitted together when she thought that ugly smut face of a next room´s demon, the face that was always giving her a mocking or impish grin, the face that reminded her of all bad things from her past, the face that was connected to a body which looked like it had been stolen from a Creek God and...
"What´s wrong with me!" angry spat echoed back to Lady´s ears from bathroom´s walls and she quickly shot her hands to cover her mouth. For a moment Lady was afraid hearing soon foot steps closing her, but then Lady remember, for her own relief, that she had practically demanded that idiot to stay away from her. She sank again with deep sight back to the warm water, her small face frame staying over the water and the wall of foam bubbles. Lady stared the white grey tile ceiling above her body. It was a bit worn already, small cracks here and there, forming little lines across the tiles. If Lady used a bit her imagination, she was able to see how the crack lines turned into a ... hmmm... that one looked like a flower of some kind. Flower that had lost few of it´s petals. Those to lines united into a weird creature, demon like perhaps. Next to it there was four lines just side by side, like a scratch mark. Rather powerful scratch mark, closing the weird looking demon, ready to torn it apart, just like Dante. The way the half-demon moved around in a fierce battling made Lady shiver every time, like it was some kind of chanted spell over her. Lady closed her eyes and remembered the time in Temen-ni-gru when the red devil and a lonesome young woman clashed their might against each others, fighting to see which one of them was the most powerful one. Lady wasn´t thought she would be so easy to win and she almost cried when Dante took the dominance. She had to won, had to kill that bastard Arknam she used to call dad, had to put it all to an end, and all that was lost because of that hybrid. Being in such anger she hadn´t notice how close Dante had came, leaning lightly but with determination to her side, face almost too close her own one. Lady still remembered the anger, the hatred, the frustration she was feeling towards that cursed bastard, but the way he smelled cleared all that away. The strange ooze she had never sensed anywhere or on anyone ever before had tickled her nose so much and so invitingly Lady had been forced to turn her gaze away from him, only to realize she had now her eyes set on his muscular chest where the sweat from the battle still lingered, trailing slowly down to his abs as a form of small pearls, making her...
SPLASH!
With one frightened bounce Lady jumped into a sitting position. She had been so carried away with her old memoirs that before she noticed it, Lady had sank completely under the water. Only her instincts saved bubble foam covered Lady from drowning.
The near drowning made the bath moment look not-so-relaxing anymore, so Lady decided it was time for her to get up. The warm water still whispered her to sit down, but she quickly took the soft, huge towel of hers and started to dry herself.
"And I though the bath would make me feel good, just to stay alone for a moment, but that fucker managed to ruin it not even being around!" she beef about it with angry huffs. Both the PMS symptoms and Dante were gnawing her nerves rabidly. She wrapped to towel around her soaking hair and reached for her outfit. Without looking Lady took the nearest garment after putting black panties on and shoved it over her shoulders, starting buttoning the shirt. Lady didn´t understand what got those crazy thoughts of Dante into her mind, into the furthest corners of her sacred mind that was usually TOTALLY off-Dante-limits. Normally Lady was just mostly pissed off by him, but now it felt like that sly bastard was... was... turning her on? No wait, could she really use such a strong word from just little mind wandering?! And of Dante?! Hey come on, give it a rest!
As soon as Lady buttoned the last white button she realized she had put her dirty, blood covered shirt back on instead of her spaghetti strapped, deep violet silk pyjama top that was still waiting for her on the bathroom rack. The shirt was spreading it´s dirt and stink back on her just washed skin and for a moment Lady didn´t know should she cry, laugh of hit her head against the wall.
"Oh great! Just what I needed to make this perfect!"
Fuming she started to unbutton her shirt wishing someone else would be here right now, in her shoes. Lady wished only that she could be lying on comfortable king sized bed, hugging pillows, stretching out with most enjoyable way when a warm breath would caress her elegant neck, husky voices creeping into her ear, a rough but gentle hand adventuring over her slim body with a company of icy blue, intensive eyes...Oh god, yes!
"... Oh god no! Not again!" She shrieked eyes wide open. Now this was getting a bit too, no, a WAY too far! Quickly Lady shred the dirty shirt off and slipped into the violet silk pyjama top with the pair of same coloured, silken pyjama pants. It was starting to get late already and even if some demons decided to come she would just sit at home, not bothering to change but go to sleep. Dante could handle the demons, it was his job. Wait, it was hers, too, but at this special occasion Lady reasoned she could slip off the hunt. Dante could do it. It. It... Do IT... DO IT...!
"Shut up you hormones!" Lady glanced on her stomach and hit herself. This was definitely part of her hormones working against her. It was like they were yelling at her "Hey Lady! You´re going to lose a precious egg, if you don´t do something soon! Can´t you see those gorgeous males there? Get yourself pregnant, NOW!" Yeah, that has to be it, the reason why Dante kept creeping in her mind with a such unwanted way. The hormones, the PMS. She never had this symptom before and Lady already knew she wouldn´t like it.
Oh please lord, don´t let this happen now! Could you hormones wait for next 4 months and hit me then when I´m not living at Dante´s place, if you really need to hit me?
Please?