Wolf

Chapter Four

Shade spent a lot of time in my room after that making sure that I had everything that I needed. She came in also to check on my wounds, to make sure that they were healing properly. It got annoying quickly too. Shade wasn't the only one paying me visits while I recuperated, many of the other people that knew my also came by. I wasn't left alone for more than five minutes most of the time and this served to make me very cranky. Might I mention that it is never a good idea to make a wolf demon irritated, it isn't a pretty sight.

So I got tired of my rotating watch dogs, and one day when my leg was nearly healed and no one was in the room with me I snuck out. I just couldn't take it anymore. I was going stir crazy. Being stuck in doors for long periods of time wasn't good for me mentally; I was after all still a wild animal.

It wasn't surprising therefore that I ended up in the aboritorium in the middle of the park about two miles from DMC. When I got there I sighed as I sat down on a rock bordering a stream. I closed my eyes and started to sing softly (A/N: this is written by me so no stealing),

"Slowly I come alive, a beating heart will survive.

The moon lets me borrow her strength when I fight alone.

Enemies in the dark make me remember.

The storms inside me mind that scream at me to pick a side.

My heart tells me to choose what's right, but my instincts tell me I won't live if I do.

Kami-sama what should I do, whom should I follow?

Where does this road end?

In sorrow, I suppose that seems to be the trend.

Just once I want to see joy at my life's end."

"Tenshi," a voice called once my voice had faded and the sound of the water was all that could be heard in the grove. I closed my silver eyesand did not answer. I didn't want to be found not now, not when I was having a pity party. It was not to be though because the owner of the voice intruded on my solitude not a moment later. "Tenshi, there you are. You had us all worried," Vergil said as he placed a hand on my bare shoulder.

I growled tiredly. "I just wanted to be alone Vergil, I'm not like other people or other demons for that matter. I need to be alone for a time when I'm in a vulnerable state. Everyone hovering over me, it isn't good for me." Vergil didn't answer he just took a sear near my feet. We sat like that for a while until I fell asleep where I sat. I woke briefly when Vergil lifted me into his arms, but soon fell back into unconsciousness, listening to his steady beating heart.

The next day I was able to leave my room without sneaking out, and I was in a considerably better mood for it.

Dante didn't comment o this though because he was in the middle of a heated argument with Lady. "I told you, this guy is murdering helpless people," Lady yelled her hands braced on the desk.

Dante glared at her as he spoke, "Yeah, and people die every day. What does this have to do with me?"

"I'll tell you what this had to do with you, you insufferable prick it has Demon written all over it! You are a demon hunter aren't you?"

That was when Shade entered with a bottle of Pepsi in her hand. She then proceeded to butt in on the conversation between her husband and Lady. "He is, however, he is also a lazy bastard." Shade was I noticed wearing a long black t-shirt that was at least three times too big for her. From that one critical look I drew the conclusion that it was one of Dante's. I watched the conversation with one raised ebony eyebrow, this wasn't the first time that Lady and Dante have argued about missions nor would it be the last. Considering that the two demon hunters were battling it out verbally rather than with weapons I decided that I wouldn't break it up. If it didn't come to fists I didn't want to get into it.

I sat down on the couch in my human form next to Trish, who as usual was smirking. This whole thing, the skirmishes between Lady and Dante, probably amused her to no end. Heck, this was the woman that decided that it would be fun to mess with Lady the very first time that they had met. "So what's new with you," the blonde suddenly asked me.

I looked at her with startled pewter eyes. "What do you mean?"

Her smirk grew wider then she leaned toward me her blue eyes gleaming with suppressed mirth. "I meant what's going on with you and Vergil. You two seem pretty close considering that you both only met a little less than a week ago." I blinked, that wasn't what I had expected her to ask. I mean usually she asks me if I had learned anything new about Dargo. She didn't like him and neither did I so we were both always trying to one up each other on ways to take him down, but sadly neither of us has ever come up with a method that actually worked.

"Nothing really," said not looking at the blonde. "We just have the same sort of personality I guess so we naturally get along. It isn't like we're romantically involved or anything."

"Sure, sure, if that's what you think." Trish was still smirking; I guess she thought that she knew something that I didn't know. Come on the know it all attitude was starting to get on my nerves it was so obvious that she thought she knew what was going on inside my head…I was getting annoyed again. I sighed, but turned back to watch the banter between the other two women in the room and the half demon. This was going to be a long day.