BlackRoseDmc: I'm also in love with this pairing as well!^^ Glad you like it and this next chapter is dedicated to you. :) Thanks for the review really!XD

Author's note: So I decided to continue. Enjoy! And also happy new year to everyone!XD

Disclaimer: DMC- Capcom...nuff said.


A big slash lodged into the giant wolf-like's head. The final blood to be drawned by Dante Sparda with his sword and partner.

"Helluva party!" He put Alastor on his back, where the seath of the sword was placed, glancing at Trish's direction whom just finished reloading ammo into Luce and Ombra, also her ruby lips giving a soft blow to the tip of her guns, getting rid of smoke evaporating from it.

"So...the payment." She reached out her hand, making a sign at the customer who gave them a call earlier on. The bearded man frowned as he gave them the payment they need. He was hoping that they at least lost the battle and made a big mess with demon lyncanthropes so that he won't need to pay much.

Dante smirked at this as he was finally rewarded with the right amount.

Though both them was soaking wet due to the heavy rain. Poor Trish can barely give any spark. The heavy droplets from the thick dark clouds at night washed the blood on the floor easily into the drain, barely leaving any stains on the road.

"Thanks for your help." The customer said to Trish once she took the reward.

"Not a problem at all." chirped his partner, finally walking away alongside with Dante, and disappeared behind the foggy mist that was blocking the road.


The rain continued pouring and it was 3.

Once back at the office, Trish rolled her hair and gave a tight squeeze so all the water inside is puring out.

"Hey, hey! Don't do that! You'll make the wood rot!" Dante reminded.

"It's not like you'll not destroy it. Remember how Alastor landed at one the spots of your beloved wooden floor?" Trish pointed out as a flashback came to the half-hybrid.

"...But that's an accident. And you're doing it on purpose!"

"Whatever...I'm going up for a shower." She sighed as she made her way towards the staircase. Before she could Dante raced in high-speed and slammed the bathroom's door after he succeeded in entering, leaving a speechless and shocked Trish.

"Will it be ok if I take a shower first?" Eventhough Trish can't see Dante at the moment, she could tell that there was a mischivous smirk making it's way on that stubbled face of his.

Furious and irritated, Trish screamed at Dante through the door and started banging.

"DANTE SPARDA! GET OUT OF THERE IMMEDIATELY! I NEED MY HOT SHOWER RIGHT THIS INSTANT!"

"No mommy! I don't wanna!" He teased, causing her to be even more angrier.

"By the way...you can just dry yourself up with that power of yours now can it?"

Trish just harrumphed and stomped off, lastly hearing Dante snickering.


"A-choo!"

"Catchin a cold already? I never knew my partner was that weak."

"You never did follow the rule "Lady's first" and no, I'm not referring to that Lady." She stated as she gave a light shove to the half-naked Dante.

"Aww Trish! But you're a full demon! And I'm only half of one." He whined.

"That doesn't mean you have to rush in first. I am still a lady."

And a grumble was heard...

"..."

"...Trish..is that you?"

"...yeah."she murmured , covering her face with the towel, trying to shield her face away from Dante once he burst out laughing.

"Ahaha! Oh Gawd Trish! I never knew you were starving! Ahahaha!"

"Don't you laugh at me! Order something!" She retorted, face still behind that towel.

"Pizza?"

"No..something other than that Dante. I don't want to eat pizza every single day."

He gave her a nod, lastly ordering chinese.


"This is good..." She continued eating like a hungry pig, chewing the mongral crab, slurping in her 4th noodles.

Dante never saw her eating like that before, and she was a big eater. He wondered why Trish never gets fat for some reason..

It's not like all demons can't get fat...

Can't they?

He slurped in his own noodles, attempting on his 2nd.

"And I don't even eat like that.."

"Did you say something?"

"No, nothing." He gave a gentle shook. Looking quite nervous. If Trish did hear what he had exactly said she will electrocute him again.

"Noodle on your face by the way." He pointed.

Trish tried to touch the spot but missed, "Where?"

"Here." His calloused hand reached out and shove the noodle away from that beautiful face of hers.

His hand remains there for a while, making Trish think that he was starting to flirt again.

"Hell, Dante, it's 3 in the morning." She reminded him, giving him a roll in the eyes.

He kept silent for a while, and not long she played in, giving up on the idea of getting to sleep.

"...you know what Dante?" her fingers swept his bangs away, revealing those sincere blue circles. "..you always had beautiful eyes."

"And you always had lips that could draw any men's attention."

A chuckle escaped from Trish, "How sweet of you."

It was both out of character, and some what weird...surprising as well.

And he never knew that her lips were so soft..

It was becoming more passionate, until they cut it off, with Trish ending up almost stripped and with Dante caging her.

"No." Both of them said at the same time, jinx.

"We're only partners!" Again they said at the same time, enthusiastic. She sat up immediately, avoiding eye-contact, and remained silent.

It was funny that the minor actions they did from time to time ended up here. She covered her face as she stood up from the couch and walked away nervously.

"Goodnight Dante." she said lastly after closing the door to her bedroom. Leaving Dante still dazed about what had just happened.

"...Goodnight Trish..." he muttered to himself, facepalming.

We are just partners...


Author's note: Yep, they finally did!XD But what would've happen once morning set foot on that office again?