Authors Notes: On a personal note, I hated writing this chapter. I used this as a filler between events, but I still cringed while writing it. Feel free to bash this one, but I promise to pick it up next chapter.

Chapter 2

Dante awoke the next morning, to the sound of clanging coming from the kitchen. Dante slowly rolled out of bed and winced his eyes at the sunlight peering in through the blinds. He grabbed his balled up black t-shirt from the floor and put it on, along with his pair of black pants that were careless thrown into the corner. He walked downstairs and into the kitchen, to find Lady making breakfast.

"Mornin' sunshine." Lady said sarcastically as she prodded a spatula into a frying pan.

"Morning, did you make coffee?" Dante said as he leaned against a cabinet, still half asleep.

"Sure did. You got legs, put 'em to good use." Lady said as she pointed to the coffee pot in the corner on the counter top.

Dante slowly plodded over to the coffee pot and pulled a coffee mug out of the cabinet. He slowly poured the black coffee into the cup then walked back over to the table. Dante liked his coffee black. The newspaper was sitting on their, and Dante tore off any useless sections, until he reached the sports. He scanned over the baseball scores from the night before, until he heard Lady.

"Did you think about it?" Lady asked, not moving her eyes from the eggs sizzling in the pan.

"Huh?" Dante muttered, face buried in the paper.

"About the note last night." Lady said with some scorn in her voice, as she turned to Dante.

"Oh yeah, It seemed pretty flimsy, so I think I'll just stay in tonight." Dante said, as he continued to mull over the scores.

"Good." Lady said as she returned to her eggs.

Dante continued to sip his coffee and read the paper until, Lady came over to the table carrying two plates with eggs and toast. She set one in front of Dante and then sat down at the other end of the table. Dante folded the paper and looked at his eggs intently. He grabbed the salt and pepper in the middle of the table, pouring generous amounts of both over his eggs.

Lady looked up from her plate and sneered at him, "You want some eggs with your salt?"

Dante looked up from his plate and glared at her. He cut up his eggs and took a couple bites before setting his fork and knife down. "I was thinking about going shopping today, you wanna come with?"

Lady swallowed her food, "Nah, I got other work to do around here, plus I gotta see if I can get you some work. We haven't had a caller in a few days."

"Well, since Virgil has been gone, demon activity has been down a lot." Dante said before shoveling a fork full of eggs into his mouth.

"Could be." Lady said as she prodded her eggs with a fork.

The rest of the breakfast was mostly filled with silence. Dante finished eating his last piece of toast, washing it down with the remaining coffee. Dante stood up and left the table, leaving his plate and utensils behind. As he walked away, Lady muttered under her breath, "Lazy asshole."

Dante walked up stairs and took a shower, brushed his teeth, all the usual morning activities. Dante retreated to his room and got dressed in his usual attire. He then grabbed his trademark, red coat from the closet and put it on. As he was about to exit the room, he dug into his pocket and found the note from the previous night. He read it over again, and then scratched his chin. Satisfied, he folded the note and put it back into his pocket and went downstairs. After saying bye to Lady, Dante went to garage and got onto his motor cycle. He grabbed a pair of goggles from a bag on the side and slid them on. He turned the key and the bike roared to life. Dante have the bike gas, and sped out of the garage like a bat out of hell. Once he reached the city, he dodged between slow moving cars, and raced in and out of side streets. A jack knifed semi truck, blocked an up coming road.

Dante let out a smirk, "This is where the fun begins."

Dante let off the gas a little and put the bike down, almost parallel to the pavement and slid clear under the trailer, before righting the bike and taking off again. He soon reached his destination.

Big Mikes Clothing Outlet

Dante pulled up along the curb and shut down the bike. He slung the goggles off and threw them into the side bag, before setting the anti theft device on his bike.

"Can never be too safe..." Dante muttered under his breath.

Dante walked into the store, to the sound of the standard bell chime. A man standing at the counter swung around.

"Dante, my old friend, how are you doin'?" A balding man asked.

"Pretty good Mike, and yourself?" Dante asked.

"Eh, cant complain. Business has been slow as shit however. Hey but I can always count on you as a customer." Mike said with a chuckle.

Mike was a man in his mid 40's. He was well dressed, but had a major bald spot running right down the middle of his head. He also had a noticeable beer gut, but kept it covered in his buttoned up shirt.

"So, what 'cha looking for today?" Mike asked as he leaned against the counter.

"I'm just browse for now, but I'm thinking about getting a new pair of boots."

"Alright, well you know where everything is, and if you got any questions just ask." Mike said as he turned back to whatever it was he was doing.

"Thanks Mike." Dante began walking around the store, shuffling through shelves of heavy metal t-shirts, retro t-shirts, various other items. He walked over to another shelf and examined the leather boots they had. He pulled down a pair and examined them intently, keeping note of the slots on the sides of the boots.

"These are perfect for my knives." Dante found a pair in his size and walked up to the counter.

Mike swung back around, "Find something you like?"

"Yup." Dante set the boots and the counter and Mike rung them.

"Alright, that will be $110.75."

Dante dug into his coat pocket and produced a $100 dollar bill and a $50 dollar bill. He handed them to Mike and grabbed his boots off the counter. "Keep the change mike."

Mike looked confused as he shot glances between Dante and the almost 40 dollars in change he held in his hand. "You sure?"

"Yeah, man, its alright." Dante said with a shrug.

"You are too kind Dante."

"All in a days work. I will see you later." Dante and Mike shook hands, before Dante walked back out to his bike. Dante threw the boots into his side bag and pulled the goggles out. He turned the bike back on and roared away from the curb. Dante got back the Devil May Cry a short time later and spent the rest of the day in mediocrity.

11:30pm

Dante sat in his office and twirled tapped a pencil against his desk, when the door opened and Lady popped her in. She let out a yawn before talking, "Hey, I'm gonna be going to bed."

"Alright."

Lady paused, "Dante..."

"Yeah?" Dante looked up from his desk.

"Thanks for reconsidering that ridiculous proposal."

Dante nodded, "Alright, well, you have a good night."

Lady yawned again, "Yeah, you to."

Lady shut the door, and Dante stopped taping his pencil and listened closely. He heard another door open and shut. Dante stood up from his chair and opened his desk drawer and pulled out a slip of paper and jotted something down on it. He walked over to a cabinet on the other side of the room and opened it. Inside, lay numerous swords and knives. He grabbed Cerberus from the inside of the door and hooked it to his belt. He grabbed Agni and Rudra as well and slid them into sheaths on his back. He then knelt down and pulled open a drawer, revealing two guns. They resembled Ebony and Ivory but with a chrome luster to them.

Dante picked up both guns and examined them, "Time to break 'em in." He slid them into holsters inside of his coat. He went to stand up before he looked at another drawer and opened it. Inside, Beowulf gleamed. Dante picked up the gauntlets and slid them over his fists and watched as them glowed brightly with energy, but soon the glow faded.

"Don't worry old friend, you will see combat soon."

Dante stood up and quietly closed the cabinets. He grabbed the piece of paper off the desk and walked over to the door, slowly opening it to not make a noise. Dante crept out of his office, trying to avoid banging his weapons against anything. The stairs worried Dante, hoping they wouldn't creek. Luckily, they didn't. Once on the lower level, Dante walked over to the desk and laid the note down and grabbed Rebellion, sliding it into a sheath on his side. He slowly walked out the front door and out to his motorcycle. He secured everything and revved the bike to life and peeled away.

In Lady's bedroom, she was in the middle of trying to fall asleep, when she heard Dante's bike. She sprung out of bed, thinking someone was stealing the motorcycle. She darted out of her room into and ran into Dante's office, but found nobody. She stopped and thought for moment.

"He Didn't......" She ran downstairs to find rebellion missing and a note sitting on the desk. She picked it up and read it.

Sorry, Lady

Dante

Lady crumpled up the note and threw it to the ground. "That lying bastard."