A/N: Hey guys, sorry it isn't much, but chapter 2 is now up and running! I know, it's not the greatest, but y'know, just starting off. I tried to get a chapter in for Dante's P.O.V. but I had a bit of difficulties with it, so I shall apologize now, as he is OOC. Probably very OOC, I did try though! :( Thank you for the reviews and stuff! Nice knowing that some people liked! Hope the second chapter doesn't scare you away :(
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Disclaimer: I don't own Devil May Cry or Dante or Lady or whoever/whatever else Capcom created. I do own Rayne though.


Chapter 2

Dante P.O.V.

I watched the strange girl wander around my shop, looking at all the mounted demon heads that cluttered my walls. The crazed look in her eye reminded me of what happened merely an hour ago. The way she kneeled down next to the bloody pulp of what used to be a demon and scooped up some blood and consumed it. The way her pupils dilated sent shivers down my spine.

Am I a fool to bring her back here? Probably, but I knew Lady could probably help in this situation. I also knew that she would be very angry at me for bringing her home and because I owe her money, again.

My leather jacket rustled a bit as I folded my arms against my chest, causing the girl to stop and tilt her head toward me. After a few minutes, she looked back up at the demon heads and carried on walking around, cautiously touching my desk and chair, as if it were going to come alive and attack her. Is the demon blood making her paranoid?

"I'm going to make a few calls." I told her. She jumped at my voice and once again stopped. This time she turned her whole body toward me and stared at me with a scared expression. "I won't be too long. Just make yourself at home." No reply came from her. She just stared and nodded her head once. I watched as she walked over to the lumpy couch next to my desk and gingerly sat down. I gave her a small smile and walked upstairs to the kitchen.

Once I knew I was alone, I shut the door and dialled Lady's number. After the third ring, she answered. "Lady, I need you to come here, as soon as possible."

"Oh, have you got the money that you owe me?" Her voice was mocking as it came through the receiver. I sighed and opened my mouth to speak and closed it again. After a few seconds of silence I replied.

"I'm working on that. Look, I need you to come here as quick as possible. There's someone here who you need to see."

"Who is it?" Her voice seemed uncertain, as if I were playing a trick on her.

"I don't know, she's not very talkative and she's not really a normal human…" My voice went quiet as I said human. Was she even human? I couldn't tell, all of the demon blood she had consumed was so pungent, it masked over her natural smell. Who knows what sort of creature she is.

"I'll be right over." Lady said hastily and then hung up. I sighed and put the phone down and went back downstairs to the main office. The strange girl was still sitting awkwardly on the lumpy couch. As soon as I reached the bottom of the stairs, her head shot up and her bloodshot eyes were locked onto me, like I was a target.

Ignoring the bad feelings and the instincts to attack her, I walked over to her and sat next to her, cautious, as if she was a skittish deer. She never took her eyes off me at all as I sat and even when I looked away, I could feel her gaze burning into me. I tried to get comfortable and then turned toward her and took her appearance in.

She was way too skinny. Her pale, mucky skin clung tightly to every bone, making them stand out. It was hard to tell when her last meal was. It was also hard to tell whether this was caused by the demon blood. My whole body shivered.

"My name is Dante." I said to her, trying to be friendly. For a second, her eyes grew softer and her thin chapped lips twitched a little. "What is your name?" I asked her, keeping my voice soft and low. She stared at me for a little bit and opened her mouth a little and closed it again. A pained expression crossed her face and she brought her knees up to her chest and hugged them.

Maybe it would be better to wait for Lady to come. She might open up easily for women instead of men. I didn't want to pressure the poor thing either, who knows what she has been through. I stood up slowly and then walked over to my desk.

Well, until Lady comes, I'm going to do what I do best.I thought to myself as I sat down in the comfortable chair. I quickly swung my legs up and let them rest on the dusty desk. I lay back, eyes closed and hands behind my head. Oh, how I missed lazing around, doing nothing.

An uncomfortable feeling came over me and I quickly opened one eye. It was the girl. She was staring at me with those bloodshot eyes. Those eyes stare deep into your soul, I tell you. A shiver crawled down my spine, making me flinch a little. I closed my eyes again and ignored the feeling of being watched and that other weird feeling, the feeling to attack her. I don't know why I kept getting this feeling.

A few awkward moments passed, although it seemed like eternity. With this girl around, the time slowed down. It almost stopped. I was mentally thanking Lady when I heard the familiar sound of her motorbike coming closer and closer to the shop. I was even more thankful when I heard that familiar sound of her right boot as it kicked the door open. Making an entrance, as per usual.