Authors note: Dante and the rest of Devil May cry isn't mine they belong to Capcom but the girl is my OC.

Enjoy! I'll be really grateful for your reviews.

A small cloaked figure looked up towards the light polluted sky, all the city surroundings seemed strange to her.

'And he lives here!?' she thought to herself.

This place seemed to be so full of life, so……so happy.

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"Damn demons. I just had a shower as well!"

A blood soaked Dante made his way through the door of the Devil Never Cry office, spinning what seemed to be a skull on his finger.

"Well I'm getting quiet a collection of you guys."

He looked up towards where skulls were hung up with swords stabbed into them untidily along the wall.

"Looks like I'm running out of space." He mused before launching the skull at the door and grabbing his sword throwing it so it would land directly between the skulls eye, right at that moment though a young girl opened the door.

"Shit! Duck!" He yelled at her. She seemed to have good reflexes, as she fell down to the floor to stop the speeding sword from hitting her.

The skull had just missed her head by inches and now lay broken on the streets outside. There was a whooshing sound and then a clash on the concrete as the sword clattered to a stop next to the broken remains of the skull.

"Jesus lady, you got a death wish?"

The girl on the floor got up and rearranged her cloak, making sure it covered her face. She glanced around the room seeing the blood splattered walls and the broken pool table in the corner.

"Don't do the same thing to your pizza delivery boys do you?" she asked noting the piles of pizza boxes on the desk.

Dante pushed past the petite figure to collect his sword, he looked at the shattered remains of the skull and sighed.

"Well there goes that trophy!" he mumbled to himself.

"Alright lady what is it that you wan…"

He stopped mid sentence as he turned back round only to see the girl seated on his desk, a smooth, white leg protruding from underneath her dark cloak.

He shook his silvery strands of hair, sending specks of blood everywhere before regarding the woman again with his piercing blue eyes.

"We need to go somewhere more private." The girl jumped down off the desk, her cloak falling forward to hide the pearly flesh.

"Wow slow down babe! Don't you think we're going a bit fast? I mean I hardly know you." Dante joked.

"In your dream's Dante Sparda." The girl began walking towards him, a seductive walk that just made him want to reach out and grab her by the waist. She stopped mere inches from his body before looking up to his face. Straining his eyes all Dante could see was blood stained lips against a pale complexion.

She reached a long figured hand up and gently traced his bottom lip. Dante opened his mouth, feeling his breath catch somewhere in his throat, loving the sensation of her soft skin on his lips.

"What I need is a man. Not some silly boy." She whispered softly.

Dante leant forward towards the girls lips but before he had even felt the heat of them the girl had vanished.

"What the!?" He exclaimed looking round the office.

"Meet me by the old clock tower at two." Her voice echoed about the room yet no matter where he looked Dante couldn't find the source.

"It is a job of great importance." She finished before her spirit left the room.

"Important job huh? Now where have I heard that before?" Dante smiled slightly shaking his head before heading off for a shower.