I awoke on the couch with a big red coat draped over me. I heard the shower, the water pipes creaking and clanking, it seemed as if it was struggling to pass the water through, although the place was rundown and Dante did say it wasn't exactly 5 star accommodation. Guess he wasn't kidding, I hoped the upstairs would look better. I got up and put his coat back on the hanger. I headed to the fridge and opened it, there was the last slice of pizza from last night, a few beers and soda's and a half eaten strawberry sundae. I sighed and took the pizza slice. As I was eating it, I wondered why a fully grown man had a strawberry sundae in his fridge but he seemed eccentric enough already and I didn't question it. As I finished off the pizza in walked Dante, fresh out of the shower, clad in only his red trousers from last night and was drying his silver hair, which looked grey now it was wet. I was about to dismiss it as nothing until I saw a drop of water trickle down his neck, over his collar bone and that was when I noticed his body, he was clearly physically fit, he was very well toned,he must have been working out a lot to have those muscles, the drop of water continued in between his pecs, and slipped in between the outlines of his abs and finally came to rest at his navel. I shook the thought out of my head, why was I taking in his body so much? I guess it's because Dante has the body every girl wants there man to have and every guy wishes he had. I wish I looked as good; I was just a weedy skinny guy. I looked over at him with a disapproving look. He noticed me looking, "What are you looking at me like that for, you're the one eating my pizza!" Dante said, I laughed "You said I could help myself, and I'm looking like this because you haven't even bothered to put a shirt on!" I retorted. Dante groaned "I guess I did say that, anyway what's wrong with me! Do I really look that bad?" he asked. I smiled "No Dante that's the thing you look fine, but you make other guys, like myself feel bad because we don't have rock hard abs and big, toned muscles like you! Go put a shirt on." I explained, Dante chuckled, he seemed to find me so amusing, "Fine, if it makes you feel that bad I'll go do it." He said as he exited the room. A few minutes later Dante walked back in hair fully dry and back to its usual silver/platinum colour and wearing a skin tight black shirt with the sleeves rolled to his mid forearms, black gloves and a red/maroon coloured waist coat which was done up by 3 black straps and silver buckles. He looked quite stylish in his own strange way. He held out his arms and spun around as if he was a girl trying on a new dress and twirling to show it off "There better?" he asked I looked at him and said "Well you're still showing off your muscles with the skin tight shirt but I guess if that's the best you can do then it'll have to do for now." Dante smiled, "There's just no pleasing you is there?" he asked playfully "I guess not." I replied with a laugh. He looked for his coat and quickly found it on the hanger. "Ah I was wondering where that went!" he said "You fell asleep last night and I couldn't find a blanket so I just used my coat, it seemed to be big enough and it was handy so I put it over you so you didn't get cold. I didn't expect you to put it back, Thanks kid." Dante explained, even though I'd told him my name he seemed to have already got used to calling me 'kid' oh well, I should just be thankful I'm here and not in some gutter, that didn't seem appealing whether I was dead or alive. I was sitting on the couch when Dante plopped own on his desk chair and almost immediately made a bridge with his legs from the seat to the desk and leaned back. I couldn't believe how well balanced he was he looked over at me and then suddenly realised the time "Hey kid, you realise it's like 10:00am right? Shit! I forgot you might have school! I should have woken you earlier." Dante said. It was then that I panicked; I couldn't go back to school. "I Uhm. I…" I stumbled over my words trying to come up with an excuse but Dante could already see what I was doing. He raised an eyebrow "Come on kid spit it out." He said impatiently, I sighed, there was no getting out of it "I don't go to school, or I stopped going rather, I got bullied every day, I didn't see the point, I wasn't learning anyhow as the bullies made me miss more school days than the measles, and when I did go I spent half of my time locked in the toilet cubicles hiding from them. I even got shoved in other people's lockers and got locked in. I'd missed so many lessons it'd be impossible to catch up now, so I stopped." I explained and tried to keep the tears spilling from my eyes knowing that Dante would send me there. He simply said "Ok then, don't go, and stay here with me. I don't have many jobs right now anyways. I'm a demon hunter by the way, I do other things too, detective work but I mainly only take jobs that particularly interest me such as the paranormal or ones that pay well." I looked over at him, "Are you serious?" I said, Dante looked back at me stone faced "Sure, why wouldn't I be?" he asked honestly, I just smiled "I don't know." I replied. After a few minutes Dante shot up from his seat, "Well looks like my agent Morrison isn't coming and my other agent Enzo stopped coming a while ago, think he's got some new client. I saw him with some lady with a massive beehive and skin-tight suit. He was a cowardly bastard anyway." Dante said as he started to head upstairs. He dis-appeared through the doorway and a few seconds later his head popped back out, "Uh kid, you coming, I have a TV upstairs." Dante said, I silently cursed myself for being so clueless "Oh." I said rather gormlessly and followed him up to his room.

Dante's room was small and untidy. He had a floor with no carpet, unless you count the clothes strewn all over the floor as a makeshift carpet, a small single bed, and a decent sized TV on an old dressing table directly in front of the bed. Dante had clearly spent most of his money on accessories downstairs and on the TV as everything else was old or clearly cheap. He was already lay on the bed and scooted up so his shoulder was against the wall and patted his hand on a small spot next to him gesturing for me to lay there. I sighed and sat next to him. Dante turned the TV on and started flicking through the channels until a random sitcom came on and he decided to watch that, I didn't mind, anything was better than school. I gradually started to realise that I wasn't paying attention to the sitcom, but rather Dante's warm breath on the nape of neck. I quickly spun my head around wondering what he was doing. Just sitting there watching TV apparently. "Something wrong kid?" Dante asked with concern in his voice. I hadn't realised we were this close. "No, it's nothing. Just your breath tickled my neck." I replied. Dante did his trademark smirk again "Sorry kid, it's a tight squeeze." Dante replied. We watched the TV for a good few hours.

I had at some point, unknown to me, laid my head on Dante's chest and used it as a head rest. When I realised I quickly sat upright again going bright red. Dante looked at me confused again "Jeez kid, you're so jumpy what's wrong?" he asked, apparently he hadn't realised I'd laid my head on his chest, wait no that's impossible to not realise that, he obviously didn't care, I guess he was using the pillow so it was the only thing I could use. I just relaxed and took my previous position "I uh, had an itch." I lied. Dante smiled "I see, where?" he asked, damn it! Why'd he have to ask that? I had to think of something "Oh Uhm, left shoulder blade." I lied again. Dante slipped his hand under my shirt, the sudden contact of his skin on mine sent shivers down my spine, and he traced his fingers up, tickling my skin along the way, and found my shoulder blade and scratched. I moaned "Is it just there?" Dante asked "Mmmm, oh yeah." I moaned out, suddenly realising I was being turned on by his touch for some strange reason and almost making it obvious I changed my tone back to my normal voice "Yep, just there. It's fine now." I quickly said, Dante chucked, had he noticed? "Ok then, I scratch your back you scratch mine eh?" he joked. "Yeah." I replied a little too quickly with a fake laugh. He hadn't noticed, or I think he hasn't, if he did Dante certainly wasn't' making it clear. I don't think he did. I decided the best thing to do would be to take a cold shower to stop these strange feelings. I jumped up from the bed and Dante looked at me confused again "For god's sake what is it now kid?" he asked with frustration in his voice "I haven't had a shower yet, so I thought I should go do it now." I said. Dante smiled "Oh ok, I thought I'd done something again." He said sweetly. I walked out of the room, stopped immediately turned around and walked back in. Dante was already laughing "2nd door to your left." He said knowing my question. I walked into the bathroom and turned around to lock the door when I realised there was no lock. Great he could walk in at any moment. I stripped down and as I did I wondered why I felt a weird strain around my crotch as I took off my boxers a rock hard erection sprung out. I stared down in awe, I don't ever remember it being this big and hard before, and then again why was I hard? I'm wasn't attracted to Dante, or any man for that matter, was I? I had been having weird thoughts lately though. I quickly dismissed it as hormones and stepped into the shower. I turned it on and instead of getting an immediate burst of water coming through I first heard a terrible squeak and clanking of the water pipes, then a harsh rumbling sound and silence, then as I wondered what was wrong, freezing cold water burst from the shower head. I almost screamed form the sudden change in temperature, I guess I did want a cold shower after all but this was like ice. I turned up the temperature a little bit. I kept my eyes fixed on the door hoping Dante wouldn't come in to see my slowly shrinking hard on, I decided to turn away and face away from the door, even if he did come in he'd see my ass, whilst that was still bad it wasn't as bad as the front. Soon the cold shower worked and my erection had gone, I turned up the temperature more so I could take a proper shower in comfort. As the temperature turned up, more clangs and rattles were heard as the pipes struggled to push out warm water. It eventually heated up and I finished my shower. I stepped out and realised, I hadn't asked for a towel. I wasn't going to drip dry and it was already getting cold. I couldn't believe my stupidity. I called Dante and covered myself the best I could Dante stood outside the door "Yeah kid? Can I come in are you decent?" he asked, thank god Dante didn't just walk in. I blushed "Uh yeah about that. I forgot to ask for a towel." I replied. I heard Dante laugh outside the door "It's ok kid, I'll go get one." Soon enough the door creaked open just enough for a hand to fit through and one appeared holding a towel and I took it and dried off. As I redressed myself, I walked out to see Dante had left his room and I heard talking downstairs. I walked downstairs to see Dante talking to some woman, a woman a little shorter than him with black hair in a bob that flicked out at the ends and was about shoulder length and a giant canon strapped to her back. She heard me coming and spun around at lighting pace and in seemingly no time had taken out a pistol and aimed it right at me, I also noticed her eyes, one ocean blue and the other blood red staring straight at me, with no hint of mercy. I froze out of fear and screamed "DON'T SHOOT!" Dante quickly had his hand on the gun and lowered it down. He stood in front of her and pushed her back "If you'd listened to me before moaning about my debts I would have told you about my new guest here, DON'T you DARE ever aim a gun at him again!" He said with a stern and threatening tone. The woman stepped back and held her hands up in defence "Sorry Dante I didn't know, for all I knew he was a demon who'd snuck in." she said honestly. I noticed she had a scar running across the bridge of her nose and small red lips. She was actually rather pretty despite almost shooting me, I also noticed her smart looking, white, collared, button up shirt which I couldn't help noticing had 2 buttons undone, exposing her cleavage and I swore she wasn't wearing a bra that day as I could see two darker points on the shirt where her nipples would be. This was when I realised I'd probably been looking too long. She hadn't seen as Dante was still in front of her, but he then turned around so I fixed my gaze on her eyes instead as he introduced us "Lady this is Joey. He's staying here from now on." We shook hands and exchanged greetings and I sat down on the couch. Lady looked over to Dante and smiled "So you got another one? Cute." She said sarcastically. I wonder what she meant by 'another one'. The thought disappeared as I'd become entranced by her legs, there were long and pale like the rest of her skin, completely smooth with scars on them, I strangely found them making her more beautiful and there was one in an 'X' shape, then I saw she had tight, spandex like navy blue shorts on, so tight I could see every detail of her nice round ass perfectly from the angle I was at, but it seemed she had hidden that from everyone else as she also had Burberry patterned pouches all around her waist that seemed to form a makeshift dress. My thoughts were immediately cut off by Dante saying "Shut the fuck up Lady." He'd obviously taken offence to her 'another one.' comment. She giggled "Sorry. Anyway the pays gone up since you destroyed the place on your last job." Dante sighed "Fuck you Lady, all you do is give me shit jobs and when the place inevitably gets destroyed during the battle you just add to my debts. It makes me wonder why I even bother taking the jobs." He said as Lady turned around and I got another look at her tight shorts, but from the front this time, I swear if they were any tighter then I could pretty much see her… private area through them. I just looked away and was happy that I was acting normal and admiring a woman now. She chuckled "Well if you hadn't have created a debt in the first place you wouldn't have this problem and surviving on strawberry sundaes and pizza doesn't exactly help! But I've given up trying to convince you to adjust your diet. You two have fun." Lady said and added "Goodbye." as she left the shop. Dante groaned "That damned woman." He muttered under his breath although he seemed to have a smile on his face as he said it.

He got up and went to the fridge, "Hey kid, you want anything?" he shouted. I asked for a soda and Dante walked back with one can for him and one for me. As opened mine and took a sip, I watched as Dante downed his drink in one long swig, and slammed the can back down on his desk crushing it in the process and threw it behind his head and adding to the pile of other flattened cans in his bin. Even though they were all flattened the bin was almost full. I looked at Dante as he let out a large burp and then he looked over at me with no expression. "What?" he said innocently. I just sighed and went back to my drink. I decided I wanted to know more about this woman Lady, as she had made quite an impact just by a short visit and I liked her despite her and Dante's attitude toward each other. "So you and that woman, Lady, I take it you two aren't exactly friends?" I asked, Dante smiled "Well it's complicated to say the least, I don't have any problem with her, I stopped her from dying as I thought it'd be a shame for her to end up as a pretty stain on the floor, but she didn't seem to reciprocate my feelings as she shot me in the head." I unintentionally cut Dante off by laughing at that point "Yeah good one, she does seem trigger happy. But that's a bit too far." I said and carried on laughing until I saw Dante's serious expression and realised he wasn't joking. "Wait…YOU'RE SERIOUS?" I exclaimed, Dante did that cocky smirk again "Guess the cats outta the bag now; I'd have to have told you at some point anyway. I'm a half human, half demon hybrid and I can't be killed, well not by normal means anyway, I've been stabbed, shot, you name it, whatever should have killed the normal human I've been through it and lived to tell the tale, there's been a few close shaves but I'm fine, Lady didn't know I was a half demon when she shot me through the head after saving her though, that woman sure is cranky. Oh, and before you ask, I'm sure you've heard the tale of Sparda the dark knight, who rebelled against his master, the demon lord Mundus and sided with humanity and drove back an invasion of the human world by demons 2,000 years ago?. Well he was my father and he fell in love with my mother Eva, a human, before he died and produced me and my brother Vergil." Dante explained. I was shocked, a simple question about Lady and I'd now gotten another person to ask about. "You have a brother?" I asked, Dante's expression changed, I instantly regretted asking "Yeah. Or I did until not so long ago, he wasn't like me, he embraced his demonic heritage whereas I despised it, he wanted more and more power and cut down anyone in his way until it ultimately ended with a battle between us, I came out on top and he wanted to stay and die in the underworld. His reasoning being that it was where our father lived and a son of Sparda should die there too. I tried to save him but he wouldn't let me, I guess it was his way of winning in the end, inflicting ultimate punishment on me, making me the last surviving family member. I thought it was over then, that he was gone and I couldn't do anything about it, but then Mundus wasn't dead and Vergil had in fact survived our battle, he must have tried to fight Mundus and failed in his weakened state, because the next time I saw him, Mundus had taken over his body and made me fight against him, only it wasn't Vergil, he was some twisted version of my brother donned in jet black armour named Nelo Angelo. It was strange, it wasn't him, but it was his body, at first it wasn't possible to recognise him as Vergil, but a few things gave him away, his honour during battle was one, he was brutal and unrelenting sure, but he fought with honour, something a normal demon wouldn't do, I also noticed something familiar about the techniques and things soon became clear when he almost killed me twice but each time he saw my half of a pendant my mother gave to Vergil and I, Nelo Angelo retreated, It sealed the deal for me then, I figured there was a piece of Vergil still in there and that he still had some control and wasn't willing to kill me, the only way to save my brother from this fate that was in a way, worse than death, was to kill him once and for all. So I did. I l killed my brother, and now I really am the last Sparda." I sat there in silence and looked at the sombre look on Dante's face, "I'm sorry." I said Dante smiled again "Don't be, it has nothing to do with you, now to answer about Lady, we didn't get off to a good start I mean a bullet through the brain doesn't exactly go down well as you can imagine, so after I saw her again I kind of destroyed her bike as a little way of having revenge and now I owe her a new one, she offered me a job that could pay off the debt but then added on the property damage to my debt, and now she keeps doing it, I think it's her personal way of getting her revenge on me, so I guess I don't mind her, but she doesn't exactly like me. Our personalities clash, it's a strange situation but I like having her around." Dante said and smiled at me as he often did, only now I never knew if it was a fake one or not. I could tell if I let this become an uncomfortable silence it'd be awkward from then on so I chuckled "I bet it has nothing to do with the fact that Lady doesn't wear a bra." I cheekily said in an attempt to lighten the mood. Dante's face went as red as his coat "Uh...NO! NO of course not! I just find some female company a nice change of pace. I didn't even notice, wait why were you looking!" Dante countered, I smiled "I'm a teenager with raging hormones, I can't control where my eyes go, and don't tell me you didn't notice, if your red face didn't give you away the fact her boobs were bouncing with every slight move she made and her nipples were poking against the fabric of her shirt, there's no way you couldn't have noticed." I said to him, Dante glared at me "Ok fine you win! That's not why I like her around, she usually wears a bra." He said as he was still blushing. I chuckled. I couldn't believe how embarrassed he'd gotten from a little teasing. But it had lightened the mood.

Soon hours went by with nothing said, Dante and I reading magazines, enjoying some music on the jukebox. Soon enough Dante had ordered a pizza. I figured that was best as it was getting late, evident from the orange glow that was shining in through the dusty windows of the shop. Dante silently went to the kitchen and returned with a glass and a bottle of Jack Daniels and poured some into the glass.

"I'd offer you a glass kid, but you're too young." He said with a smile, although I could see it was faked. Dante sat there silently watching the sunset with thoughtful look on his face, occasionally drinking from the glass and re-filling it again. I could see mentioning his brother and family all in one go had brought back memories that were best left alone and kept a mental note to never bring it up again. He was behind the facade of a wise cracking, bad ass, demon hunter, a sensitive soul who missed his family deeply. I felt terrible as I had brought the whole thing up, but my thoughts were cut off when there was a knock on the door as the sun finally disappeared behind the horizon and night fell over the city. "Someone order a Pizza, large, pepperoni, extra cheese with olives?" A voice called form the other side of the door. Dante groaned and got up, why the heck was he groaning over pizza, he loved the stuff! He opened the door and there was a guy not much older than me with zits and glasses standing there, looking up at the much taller Dante, the kid must have felt so intimidated. "Did you just say olives?" Dante asked in an angry tone, The pizza guy looked up at him "Uh...y-yes sir."He stuttered looking at the now fuming Dante. Dante just sighed and then looked back at the pizza delivery man "How many times do I have to tell you people before it gets through to you, NO OLIVES! I specifically ask for no olives, and every time you deliver a pizza with fucking olives! I have a good mind to take that bike out there, ride over to your pizza shop and kick the hell into your chef until he understands that I DON'T WANY ANY FUCKING OLIVES ON MY DAMNED PIZZA!" Dante shouted at the now sweating delivery man. The man looked at Dante with fear "W-w-would you like me to take it back sir?" He asked Dante, Dante groaned, took a few deep breaths "No forget it, how much is the charge?" Dante asked now realizing it wasn't worth the hassle. " It's $12:50 sir." The man said now relieved. Dante handed him the money and placed the pizza on the pool table. He looked over to me "I would put it on a coffee table but I don't have one so dig in, oh and you can have the olives, if you didn't gather form that conversation, I don't like them." Dante said now happier, I smiled at his joke and indeed dug into some Pizza, I was thoroughly stuffed by the end of it and again I'd dozed off without realizing.