Awaken Chapter 1: A stranger, Don't you see, a devil may cry fanfic

Disclaimer:

First I want to say that I don't own Devil may cry or any of the lyrics that are in this story. Because gods know that Vergil wouldn't have fallen to Mundus and Well, Nevermind.

Anywho, the OC are souly mine and a few from my friends.

I have to give credit to my co-writers, Computer Stalker from here and Yahoo and Demon_lord_Vergil from yahoo. Thank you guys so much for the long hours we all put in, because I can't write Dante and driving scenes. Oh and starting off, somethings may not make a lot of sense but I promise it will in the end.

Awaken

Chapter one: A stranger, Don't you see...

I am a stranger, you know I've been
Pressed to the wall far too many times
Stop your behavior or you will find
My murderous nature surround you
Others have wandered over the line that
Awaken the monster too many times
Leave it unspoken and you will find an
End to the violence if, you can

She hated waiting for him, hated that shop. They weren't together, they just…She couldn't explain it. He knew what she was, how she was as did she him, he slept on the couch and wouldn't take No about her not wanting to sleep in his bed. Now days he even kept her favorite Chinese place on speed dial, and left her a note when he took off on missions, they had grown so comfortable with each other yet here she sat on the docks in the middle of the night with his Strawberry-red 1970 Mercury Cyclone Spoiler. Alexandria thought, flipping her long crimson-red to faded black hair over her leather trench coat covered shoulder while leaning against the strawberry-red muscle car. She smiled, closing her eyes to listen to the waves brush against the docks and the breeze whip around the warehouses around her. Now she remembered why she hated the shop when he was gone, Silence. No boots on the rough hard wood floor, no squeak of old leather and no racing to the bathroom in the mornings, even though there was another bedroom with a bathroom across the hallway from his room and the bathroom downstairs for customers. She could guess why the other room was never used, she had seen the name though covered by dust, clawed into the wood, so she guessed that he raced to the bathroom to annoy her or for his own "personal" reason, which made her laugh since almost nothing about the Devil hunter, Dante Sparda, annoyed her and she had never known him to be shy or bashful about anything.

Lost in her thoughts, Alexandria didn't hear the change in the waves or Dante's voice when he laughed at her and said, "She waits on me, Charon, like we're married or something." But the sound of the cloaked ferryman's growl, snapped her from her mind and she opened unnatural gray-green eyes, the corner of her mouth twitched. Dante held his up in surrender, walking towards her as the ferryman pushed away, back into the mist he had came from. Alexandria rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. He kept his usual smirk as he placed his hands on either side of her on the car, and leaned by her ear, "Miss me, Sweetheart." He whispered, in her ear. She pushed his left arm away, slipping away from him with a stone cold look on her face. He turned to look at her, raising an eyebrow, though his eyes lingered on her black snakebites and dark make-up. "Something the matter, Babe?" He asked, leaning against the car. She shook her head turning, her coat flaring in the breeze, showing that she wore a black top made out of bandages, which framed her 'Well-developed' breasts if Dante had any say but also showed off a tattoo, He guessed, of a bleeding cut on her left breast, along with tight black faded jeans that he could only bet hugged her perfectly. The more he looked at the tattoo, the more it looked real. He knew her clothing and Dante guessed that tonight's were mission clothes. Alexandria just stood there, her eyes not on Dante but on the sky. She could feel him watching her, looking her over and probably trying to figure out what was wrong with her.

"Dante, Its nothing for you to worry about. I went ahead and ordered you a pizza, all you have to do is stop in and get it, a Strawberry sundae too. I'm not coming back to Devil May Cry for a few days." She finally said, not looking at him as she stepped around him to the other side of the car, to grab a black duffle bag from the seat through the window. Dante didn't turn to look at her, just crossed his arms over his chest, but his smirk had faded. He stared up at the warehouse across from him. Alexandria looked up at the back of his head, before turning her back to him, sadly. "I cleaned out the fridge and restocked it with beer and stuff for Nero to eat too. Try to make it last, oh, before I forget I made a Strawberry cheese cake, its on the first shelf, share with the Kid." She added, listening to him turn to her.

"So you're just going to leave me and the Kid to our own, Babe, Don't ya think we might try to kill each other?" Dante joked, watching her toss the duffle bag strap over her head, letting it settle across her back where her own set of twin guns rested, The gold, Sol, and the silver, Luna. Named for the two sides of her mind and the sun and moon. Dante guessed that she had Makoto, her black Demon Katana, in the duffle back or strapped to her belt, somewhere out of sight but not far from her reach. She was so much like Vergil, almost too much. He thought he had freed her from her darkness, from being like that but then again, you can't tame a demon in just a year.

"Good-bye Dante." Alexandria said, letting her voice carry on the wind, along with the strawberry scent of her hair. He closed his eyes to the scent, smirking again. "Well alright but I can't guarantee that I won't kill him before you get back." Dante called sarcastically after her as she walked away into the darkness between two warehouses. When he could no longer hear her combat boots on the ground, he turned and opened to car door. Her scent hit him harder as he slid into the driver seat, and started the engine. Dante turned his eyes to the rear-view mirror and the rings that dangled there on a silver chain. The first one he recognized as the sterling silver, cubic zirconia heart promise ring with the crimson Ruby, sized down to Alexandria's size 4 ring finger, that him and Trish got her as a joke about the way him and Alexandria acted towards each other, but the other one looked to be a stainless steel nail head shaped like a skull in his size. He raised an eyebrow at this, he knew she never took that ring off, even after the joke was told to her, which she had punched him in the gut and threatened to rip his balls off.

He chuckled at the thought, pulling the chain from around the mirror and tossed it over his head to rest around his neck. She had almost made good on the threat a few times, if it had not been for the fact that he was a freak that way and kept getting aroused every time she touched him. She would smack him in the gut then storm off with what he thought was the utmost sexiest pouty face. He turned the radio on, though it glow dark orange, he could read 'CD'. "What have you made me now, Lexia?" He questioned thin air, jerking the car into reverse and backing away from the docks. Slowing speeding up, Dante pulled into the dark street perpendicular to the docks, He swerved left and pushed the gas pedal to its limit as his car entered the adjoining road. He reached over with one hand and increased the radio's volume to an ear shattering level, the song Divide blazing as he sped by.

Go!

I want to tear a big hole in what is to be,
To end all this infatuation with unity,
I'm checking my salvation alone again,
I never needed to be one of you anyway
Don't wanna be another player losing in this game
I'm trying to impress upon you
We're not the same
My own individuality is so unique,
I'm one impressive motherfucker
Now, wouldn't you say

(Break apart and)

'Has it really been that long, a year…She was so fragile then, but now she even gives Trish and Lady a run for their money. ' Dante thought as he steered his car into the left lane, narrowly avoiding a hole in the road, as he steered to the right lane again, He realized he was more... relaxed than normal, how something as simple as driving relaxed him more than the achievement of killing a demon lord was beyond him.

Divide Divide Divide Divide
You might say that I'm the last man standing now,
Though you'll try, you'll never find a way to break me
You might say that I'm sick of being lost in the crowd,
I hear the sirens but they're never gonna take me

I am a little more provocative then you might need,
It's your shock and then your horror on which I feed
So can you tell me what exactly does freedom mean,
If I'm not free to be as twisted as I wanna be
Don't wanna be another player losing in this game
I'm trying to impress upon you
We're not the same
My psychotic mentality is so unique
I'm one aggressive motherfucker
Now, wouldn't you say

(Break apart and)

He always believed that if he could kill demons single-handedly, he could do anything. It seemed that Alexandria was proving him wrong, on so many levels even when she doesn't try, though he wouldn't admit it out loud, Alexandria always had this... effect on him.

(They won't take me)

Well fuck it all!

Break Break Break Break
(Break apart and divide)
Break Break Break Break

Lost in thought, Dante soon found himself standing outside his favorite pizzeria, closing the car door. He wondered for a second why he was there, 'Oh yeah, pizza.' thought Dante before he entered the pizzeria. A few minutes later he returned with a pizza box in one hand and a strawberry sundae in another, putting
the sundae on the car hood, He opened the driver's door and put the pizza box in the back seat and the sundae in the cup holder. He sat in the driver's seat, closed the door, and pulled away from the pizzeria, speeding to his shop. Slowing down and turning left at the first intersection to enter another dark street, He wondered for a brief moment about why there wasn't even a fully functional street light in the street, shrugging it off as unimportant, He turned on his radio, listening to Divide again.

Divide, divide, divide, divide
Divide, divide, break apart and divide
Divide, divide, divide, divide
Divide, divide, break apart and

Divide, divide, divide, divide (you might say that I'm the last man standing now)
Divide, divide, break apart and divide

Divide, divide, divide, divide (and though you try, you'll never find a way to break me)
Divide, divide Divide Divide

Again he lost track of time, and soon spotted his shop down the corner, He parked his Mercury in the garage beside Devil May Cry that Alexandria had put in with her powers. He had to admit she did have strange powers over space and materials, the fact that she could take a small as hell, storage room and turn it into a master bedroom with its own bathroom was impressive, and Nero seemed happy with it since he barely left it, enough for anyone to notice he was there. Dante chuckled to himself, grabbing the pizza from the back seat before getting out of the car. The strawberry sundae in his other hand as he pushed the door closed with his elbow, and made his way through the side door into the main office. He sat the pizza on his desk before passing it on his way to the kitchen, which had been cleaned. He could hear Nero's stereo playing up stairs in his room. Dante opened the door to his old style fridge, peeking into the freezer, it looked like Alexandria had bought a large package of steaks, along with several other things that she normally bought on special occasions. He stared at them for a moment before sitting his strawberry sundae on a box of hamburger patties and closed the door. He shrugged, not wanting to think about what special occasion he was forgetting, Nero would remind him or remember for him, so he turned to go back to his desk, not even noticing Nero laying unconscious on his beat-up brown leather couch.

Dante flopped down in his favorite wooden high-back chair behind his desk, pulling the pizza box to himself with a grin. "Ah, Lexia. You are going to make someone a very happy man one day if you keep this up." He muttered to the silence around him, flipping open the box. Written on the inside of the lid in Alexandria's handwriting were the words "If I smile, Don't believe," in red sharpie. Suddenly Nero rolled off the couch, hitting his devil bringer into the coffee table that sat in front of it and his head on the floor. "She took it! Gah…" He groaned, raising back up to look at Dante, who was just gave him a bewildered look. "Took what, kid?" Was all Dante said before taking out a slice of pizza and taking a big bite. Nero looked at the box with a grin, jumping to his feet and running over. He slid slightly, because of his socks. "Yamato. Xandria took it. She came down from your room and asked if I still had it. My devil bringer acted on her request to see it then she knocked me over the head with Sol's handle. Gah, Bitch hurts too." Nero rambled around a bite of pizza, rubbing the back of his head. Dante just listened, finishing his first slice and starting on his second one.

"Aren't you going to do anything about this, Old man?" Nero yelled, slamming his hands down on the front of Dante's desk. Dante just shook his head, biting into the crust second slice. "Kid, Lexia's a big girl, she knows what she doing. Plus, if she messes up, I'll just kick her ass." Dante laughed, taking another slice from the box before Nero could even start working on his second slice. Nero waved his crust in the air. "Whatever, old man, you're just in love with her and want to have to chase after her." He ranted, snatching another slice from the box before turning to go to his room.

Dante shifted the pizza box to his lap, propping his legs up on the desk, crossing them at the ankle and resting his left arm behind his head. He heard Nero's door slam shut upstairs, now knowing he was completely alone in the normally messy but not quite so today, office, which was his home. The sudden silence of loneliness hit Dante and he sighed. He had never thought that Alexia changed his life this much, she never complained when he came home smelling of heavy alcohol or when he spent all his money on pizza. Hell, she didn't even fight with Lady or Trish. She had even paid all his debts…Wait, she had paid All of his debts and never asked for anything back, even cleaned the office while he was gone. Why? Was all that crossed his mind at the realization of her role in his life and the question had two sides.

Why did she stay here, doing all that? And Why did he miss her more than his own brother's sword?

Author's Note: Just for reference Alexandria is not a all powerful demoness, IF anyone wants a heads up about her Pm me. Other than that feel free to leave a reveiw. For those of you that know me, This was once up before, I took it down work on it...