A/N: Welcome to chapter 2, I promise I won't take up to much time. Thank you for your reviews and as a reward I give you 6 pages of story time! And as a bonus, the father is reveled, I'm not going to tell you when cause I don't want you to skip to that one section. So read and review! Let me know what you think!
Disclaimer: See chapter 1
Chapter 2
Walking out of the clinic left Lady feeling numb. She couldn't believe it, it was true. She really was pregnant. Feeling her legs lose their strength, Lady collapsed on the edge of the sidewalk. An elderly woman walked past the pregnant Lady with a look of concern on her face. Lady sent a brief smile her way before allowing her thoughts to wander to that night. The night that changed her life, a night she would never forget.
-This is a flashback line-
Lady hissed in irritation as she fought her way through the crowded club. She hated clubs, especially Love Planet. She had been searching relentlessly through the crowd of dancing hormonal people in search of one person.
Reaching an empty table to rest, Lady took a seat to regain her calm. Feeling men grope her in places she wished to not be groped caused her to lose her coolness. She honestly considered shooting every guy that touched her inappropriately with her gun but quickly decided against it, she didn't need to be kicked out of the club. Not yet anyway.
Lady turned to search the club her eyes landing on her destination, a man. He was sitting in a secluded part of the club, on a long red couch, with a few guests whom she had never met before keeping him company.
Lady took a deep breath and started through the crowd. Finally reaching her goal, her bi-colored eyes met icy blue eyes and a confident smirk. Lady scowled at the look. This man was the reason she was at a place she despised.
"Glad you could make it babe!" The man yelled over the music, causing the barely dressed woman sucking on his neck to see who this 'babe' was.
Ignoring the dismissive look the unknown woman gave her; Lady crossed her arms and glared the male hunter.
"Why the hell did you choose a fuckin' club of all places to have your birthday party?" Lady was not happy. If the hunter was just a normal person then Lady would have declined the invitation to the party, but of course, since Dante was a close friend and since she decided to be nice this one time, she accepted. She chose such a terrible time to become nice.
"Aww babe, no need to be mad. Grab a beer and loosen up, get drunk, go home with some stranger, and get laid. You need to release some of that stress." Dante laughed at his own response and took a long sip of the beer planted firmly in his hands. Lady was not amused. She watched as the other woman turned to latch back onto the hunter's neck and hissed in irritation; leave it to Dante to take home some no-name whore.
"Fuck you Dante, if you need me I'll be at the bar." Dante raised a brow in confusion, was she really going to do as he suggested?
"Sure thing," a grin forming onto his face, "tell Vergie I said hey!"
Lady walked away, she could feel his eyes following her form, only leaving her when she sat next to another white haired companion. Lady released a breath she didn't know she was holding in sat down on an empty stool next to the blue clad twin.
"Hello Mary."
Lady scowled at the name and ordered a glass of vodka, raising a brow as the man rushed away with a blush on his boyish face.
"You know I hate when you call me that."
"Yes, I believe you have told me that before."
Lady let a small smile grace her lips and Vergil smirked. The two had become close over the years. Lady would even go as far as to say Vergil was one of her best friends. His attitude has defrosted a lot since he had returned from Hell. He was someone she felt comfortable with. He wasn't as close to her as Dante was, but he was close.
The bartender broke Lady from her thoughts and placed her drink on the bar in front of her. Lady thanked him for her drink turning her attention back to Vergil, ready to continue their conversation. Her words never left her mouth when she noticed an amused smirk on his face. Wondering what the cause was, she returned her attention to the front and noticed the Bartender still standing there, the blush gone only to be replaced by a charming smile.
Tilting her head slightly in confusion, Lady wondered why the man was still standing there when he had other customers to attend to. "You need something?"
Lady heard chuckles coming from the man on her right. She never failed to amuse the blue birthday boy. The bartender, however, was unaffected. Instead of a wince she normally received at her rudeness something unexpected happened. The man's faced turned red and stuck his arm out towards her.
"Hey, I'm Larry." The man looked slightly nervous when Lady looked at the outstretched arm, as if debating on whether to take his hand or not.
Larry placed his other hand on the back of his neck, a nervous habit he apparently had. She decided Larry looked cute standing there nervously; maybe meeting the stranger wouldn't be so bad. After all, Dante had suggested she get laid and she had to agree with his comment, whether it was a joke or not. She needed a stress reliever. It helped that he was attractive. Lady grabbed the guys hand in a shake.
"Lady" It was all she would reply but she figured it was enough. She was never good with flirting.
"It's, uh, nice to meet you. I just wanted to tell you that I think you're beautiful and that I would love to get to know you better when I get off at one," Lady smirked at the brown haired, blue eyed man. His shyness was adorable. "That is if your, you know, not involved." Larry's eyes cut to the man next to her and she felt her smirk drop. Turning her head to look at Vergil, her eyes widened slightly, ready to deny the accusation.
"Oh no! We're not together, just friends!" Lady wanted to shoot the amused look off of Vergil's face.
Larry's face lit up, nervousness no longer in sight.
"Oh, okay. That's a good thing, so how about it. I'll come find you when I get off and we can get out of here."
Lady sighed as another bartender placed another full glass of vodka in front of her. She looked down in front of her, 5 empty glasses. Had she really drunken that much in such a short amount of time?
"Sure, sounds fun."
Larry smiled. "Ok! See you later then. The drinks are on me." He left to attend to other customers. Lady nodded and downed her 6th cup of vodka. She winced as it burned sliding down her throat.
"You are a little drunk."
Lady turned in surprise to the man next to her. She had forgotten about him.
"No I'm not, I'm perfectly fine."
Vergil gave her a skeptical look and shrugged it off. If she wanted to deny it then he would let her.
"So, Larry?"
Lady turned to Vergil with a new glass in her hand and leaned in close.
"Yeah Larry, he's pretty cute."
Vergil winced from the smell of alcohol on her breath and took another sip of his drink. She was definitely drunk.
"Hey Vergil, I didn't tell you earlier, but happy birthday."
She smiled when a small smile crossed his lips, one so small that a stranger would have missed it.
"Thank you, Lady."
Lady backed up in shock and banged her glass on the bar.
"You've never called me Lady before!" Vergil's eyes widened, freezing in place as he felt Lady's arms wrap around him. "I knew you cared"
"Right, you can let go now."
Lady glared at his tone and released him. He was such a mean person.
"C'mon Verg, let's dance!" Lady hopped off of her stool after taking one final sip of her eighth cup and grabbed his arm.
"Mary, I don't -" it was all he could get out before Lady pulled him onto the dance floor.
Vergil dancing was something Lady never imagined. He had always been so stony and calculative. She imagined him to be stiff with no rhythm; he proved her wrong as they grinded to the beat of the music.
Looking away from her partner, her eyes connected to another pair of blue eyes. Dante was watching them with a look of irritation on his face. His earlier companion replaced with a busty blond straddling his lap. The blonds' attempts to pull his attention to her failing as his eyes never left Lady's form. Lady watched as Dante gently pushed the blond off of his lap and stood to pull her to the dance floor an out of her sight.
"Lady," she heard Vergil's husky breath in her ear. "Pay attention to me."
Lady heard herself moan at the order and happily complied. She couldn't help but think Vergil was an amazingly seductive dance partner.
The next few moments were fuzzy as the alcohol from her many drinks finally began to kick in. She remembered Larry coming up to talk to her; he had just gotten off of work. She could feel someone pulling her out of the crowded club and walking (or being dragger) a few good minutes before hearing the sound of a closing door. Next thing she knew she was being pushed onto a soft bed with hands exploring her body, taking off her shirt and pulling down her skirt. Lady could remember moaning as the man asked her if he could continue. She tangled her hands through his soft hair to pull him closer to her, mashing their lips in a sloppy kiss for confirmation. She wanted this as much as he did. She moaned in pleasure and her world went dark, consciousness had left her body.
**** Next morning in flashback******
Lady groaned as she sat up in her bed. She didn't realize she had drunk enough to give herself a hangover. Attempting to rub sleep out of her eyes and stretching to loosen up her tired muscles, Lady stilled when she heard a groan coming from beside her. Widening her eyes in shock at the noise helped Lady realize one thing, this was not her room.
Feeling panic build from her current situation caused Lady to search the room to see where she was. She barely had any memory of leaving the club, let alone who she left with.
Finally feeling brave enough to turn to her companion, she felt her breath hitch. It was someone she hadn't expected to ever wake up beside.
Holding in a deep breath, Lady watched nervously as blue eyes tiredly open.
"What are you doin up?" His sentences were slurred due to the tiredness he felt. "We got in pretty late and had a LONG night. It's only 7:30; go back to bed, unless you're ready for round 3?"
Waiting patiently for Lady's response, the man poked her on her side, feeling her body tense at the touch. The still half asleep man let out a deep sigh.
"Sex was supposed to relieve your stress, not add on to it."
"DANTE!"
- This is the end of a flashback line... BE AMAZED-
Lady groaned in irritation at the memory. It was a drunken mistake. It meant absolutely nothing to either of them. It's not like she had feelings for the man in red, did she? Shaking her head of the thought Lady denied it. Of course she didn't, they were just friends, nothing more nothing less. At least she thought they were still friends. She had been avoiding him since that awkward morning.
Hearing about how she got together with Dante was a slightly embarrassing one as well. Vergil had told her that while they were dancing Larry had come up to them, asking if she was ready. Feeling the need to tell Dante she was leaving, the two found Dante to say their goodbyes. Apparently Dante didn't like the idea of a drunken Lady going home with a stranger and punched Larry with enough force to break his skull. Luckily he was only knocked out. The embarrassing night ended with Dante dragging a drunken Lady out of the club. Lady blushed thinking about it, Vergil had actually laughed while telling it, the bastard.
Feeling the vibration of her phone, Lady stood from her seat on the curb and took her phone out of her pocket. 'Dante' flashed across the screen and Lady hesitated to open the phone. She needed to talk to Dante but she'd rather later than now. She was still petrified of how he would react.
Lady sighed in irritation, becoming annoyed with herself. Since when was she scared of anything, and where did her fierce, never stand down personality go. She had never been one to run from a problem but to fight it head on, she wasn't about to change because of one pregnancy. Finding new resolve in herself, Lady straightened her back and felt the fear leave her body. She could do this; she didn't care for his reaction because she could raise her child with or without him. Flipping her phone to answer she placed the phone to answer, "Dante? Where are you, we have to talk."
Nodding her head at Dante's reply, she hung up without a word and walked back into the clinic. She would be smart about this, she would need proof.
