Trouble With Humans... Trouble With Demons

Faith had the nightmare again, but this time she saw herself fighting Dante, about to take him down and kill him. She woke up before she could shoot a bullet through him. What was these, dreams or visions of the future?

She didn't have time to do this right now because it was 7:30 in the morning and she now had to get to the university before 8 o'clock. The sun streamed through her blinds and Dante opened his eyes to see Faith dressing in a black shirt and tight blue jeans, still wearing the shoes she first came to Devil May Cry with. "Morning already?" Dante asked, stretching his arms and loosening his muscles.

"Yep," she replied as she picked up her backpack and making a quick inspection to make sure she had her stuff. Dante was already dressed and followed her downstairs to grab something for breakfast. She made toast with grape jelly and had some orange juice, he declined it because he wanted something sweet like a sundae.

Again she knew what he was thinking and then said to him,"You can get one when you drop me off, 'kay?" Could he drive five miles or more in a five minutes or less? He loved a challenge and so left to start the car.

She quickly ate, picked up her dark brown bag and was out the door. It was already 7:40 and she told him to step on it. He put the petal to the metal, and they were there in four minutes.

She felt strange inside now because of the speed he was going at, yet she felt refreshed too. As he parked to the front pathway to the big warm colored building, she opened the door, grabbing her bag from the floor board and then kissed his cheek before stepping out and made her way to the building. She turned and said,"Pick me up at three."

"Got it." He then drove off to do what he wanted till 3 o'clock. Faith hadn't noticed that there were popular girls, mini skirt wearing girls, watching her get out, the girls that she only spoken a few words to. "Hey, Faith, isn't it," one of them called out to her.

She approached them and replied,"Yeah." "Was that your dad dropping you off?" "No."

Another one asked,"Your brother?" "No." The leader, a really pretty blonde, asked,"Your boyfriend," hoping she would say no.

"Uh.. kinda," Faith replied. "Why do you ask?" "Oh, nothing. Just that by the way he looks and the car he drives, he's a bad boy. And he's dating a good girl?"

"Again, why do you ask?" She knew what these girls wanted. "Just saying that he would be better off being with me than some book worm," the leader said in a tone that sounded mean and those words shot Faith in the heart.

She turned away and walked to her first class. As she climbed the steps, she replayed what the girl said. Well, what she doesn't know is that I have lived with him for almost a year.

That put a little happiness in her and she felt somewhat calm in her head, heart and soul. She sat down and took out her paper, pen and text book and then began working, having Dante in the back of her mind.

Dante found a store and ordered a strawberry sundae. As he sat down in a bench chair he waited for the ice cream. He then felt someone or something watch him.

When he turned he didn't see anything, not even a person dressed differently. "Here you are," said the waitress sitting the small cup dish in front of him. "Thanks."

He couldn't help feel like he was being watched. Out of the corner of his eyes he could see the women staring and giving quick glances at him. Geez, what is it with me and women?

I know that I look good but I can't keep a woman. I couldn't even keep Faith. Speaking of Faith he looked at the clock and it was 8:30.

What else could he do? He then wondered if he had any time to go back to his place. Driving really fast he might.

Leaving some money on the table he left to get in his car and drive to Devil May Cry. On the door there was a note. It was from Morrison.

He read:

Dante,

I have a job for you if you want the money.

The details of the job are on your desk.

- Morrison

He opened the door and entered over the treshold. A paper that had the details about a slaying job lied on the desk. He picked it up and began to read it, considering if he should or not, whether it was too much time consuming or not.

It's just now 9 o' clock. What harm could it do? Besides I have hours to waste before 3 comes rolling around.

And so he drove to the destination, the back alley of a grocery store. The owner had told Dante that when he was taking trash out to the dumpster, he heard a strange noise and saw a shadow with red eyes quickly move into the darker parts of the alley. "Alright. Time for some demon butt kicking."

He walked behind the counter and out the back door that led to the dumpster and long bricked hallway. His instincts and senses on the alert, hands ready to grab weapons, Dante walked into the dim alley way. The wind blew into the long rectangular tunnel, echoing off the walls, and whispered Son of Sparta...

Step by step he listened for anything unusual. He paused and scanned area in front of him, nothing but trash cans and pieces of paper fluttering by. Behind him he could feel an aura of evil and like a lion he waited to pounce his prey.

The misshapen demon leaped up into the, about to land on Dante. Dante turned around and shot Ebony's and Ivory's bullets at the dark spirit. It fell to the ground with an unearthly roar and then got back up again, running toward Dante and leaving blood in its path.

He grabbed the hilt of Rebillion and sliced down, the blade cutting the demon in half and its blood splattered on the ground and the surrounding walls. That was too easy, he said to himself and then felt the evilness leave. Wonder what it could've been?

The demon who watched the fight came to the conclusion that Dante was very strong, because he looked like he hardly used any energy at all. "Yes, he will do just fine when I defeat him and take his powers. I'll be the most powerful ruler of the Underworld, even better than Sparta himself!" He then disappeared, waiting to put his plan into action.

Dante came back inside the store and collected his reward, over $200, and looked at the clock. It was 11 o' clock. "Now what?" he asked as he walked out of the store.

He sat in the drivers seat, hand on the wheel, now bored out of his mind. What could he do for 4 more hours? Just when he relaxed and was about to take a little nap, he felt another demonic aura, stronger than he had ever felt.

Dante started the red car and headed into the direction he felt the strong presence, into the middle of the city. As he drove down the road, he didn't see anyone out on the streets and got a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. Something black flashed in front of him and quickly slammed on the brake.

A human shaped silhoutte appeared and said in a male, deep and sinister voice,"So, the son of Sparta... We meet for the first time before the big battle for superiority will begin." He gave a chuckle and Dante asked,"Yeah. And who the h#ll are you and what are you talking about?" "I've been known as many things throughout time, but my name is Sin. And when I open the portal to the Underworld, I will take over this world and rule all humanity and devils, with the help of the warrior Sparta's power."

"Till then, I'll be waiting." In a cloud of smoke he was gone. What was up with everyone trying to gain power, he asked himself.

He was now a bit ticked because it was now 2:30. Had it really taken that long to drive around town and incounter Sin, 3 and a half hours? He then made his way to the University, slow so time can pass.

He knew what he needed after this day, a bed, a woman, and a strawberry sundae.

3:00 P.M. came around and the bell rang for the day to be over. Gathering her books and notebooks and pencils into her brown bag, Faith put everything in it, closed the bag and put it around her shoulders and on her back. Out the classroom door and down the many flights of stairs she made it outside and didn't see Dante's car in sight.

Where is he? She looked around and still couldn't see anyone. Across the street, walking up along the sidewalk she saw a tall, dark, and devilishly handsome man. He looked friendly enough but something about him rang warning bells in her mind.

He looked over and saw her staring at him and then looked away again. He walked on like nothing happened. A female voice from behind her scared her out of her skin, disrupting her train of thoughts.

"So, where's your hot shot boyfriend?" the girl from this morning came up behind her and taunted her. "He left you, didn't he?" Faith said to her in a calmly tone, hiding her anger,"Shut up."

Dante wouldn't leave me here after he gave his word, would he? About five minutes he pulled up and yelled out,"Hey, come on!" Faith smiled, watching the blonde pout out of the corner of her eye, and got in the other side of his car.

He turned the car around and drove to go to Faith's house, handing her a strawberry sundae. "Here, this is the reason why I was late." She took it and began to eat it, the wind blowing her long brown hair out of her face.

She looked over to see Dante eating and driving at the same time. She wanted to say that it was dangerous, but knew that Dante would protect her any cost... or anyone whom he had a connection or cared for. In no time they were home, Dante getting out to open her door.

He sent her a flirtacious smile and she could feel her face getting hot. Not even the cool air could bring down her temperature. He even opened the door to the house, Faith felt very flattered and smiled at him.

She hurried up the stairs to her room, Dante following her. He had to tell her something, what he learned today, a job for her as a demon slayer. Faith dropped her book bag on the floor near her desk and flopped on her bed, letting out a sigh of relief.

She couldn't stand being at college today because of the most popular girl there, filling her head with doubt and trying to lower her self esteem. Dante sat on the other side of her and asked her,"Are you okay?" She didn't know because half the day she was alright and the other she felt like people stared at her for being weird.

"Yeah. It's just some girls at the university trying to get to me. I think they're just... jealous of me." She let out a big sigh and continued,"They saw me and you and... I just don't really understand what they could be jealous about, because they got boyfriends who have nice rides and looks." She fell silent for a moment, hoping that Dante would understand what she was saying.

"Maybe they think that you're a nice, shiney new toy for them." She added a 'He he' and waited for Dante to say or do something. He gave a little chuckle and then joined beside her.

His gloved hand and fingers caressed her left cheek, and at the contact Faith shivered and her arms felt like they had goosebumps on them, prickling. His nearness caused her body to shake with a need. And just like he had read her mind, Dante turned her head toward his and pressed his warm lips on hers.

A bubbling heat pooled in her stomach and her head became dizzy for the rush of blood going through her body, from her head to her toes. Why did he have such a power over her? There was even cute guys at her school that didn't even affect her the way Dante did.

Just the look of his blue eyes and she would melt. Faith thought the kiss would be gentle, no real passionate kiss, but then he licked her bottom lip to gain enterance to her cavern. She welcomed him in and his tongue slowly ran along the inside of her cheek, the top of her teeth, tasting her.

She tasted of strawberries and cream and he couldn't get enough of the taste. She moaned so sweetly into his mouth, her hand curling around the nape of his neck, wanting more of him. But before they could get anywhere, Faith heard her door knob click and turn.

She quickly removed her mouth from Dante's as her sister came into the room, telling her that dinner was ready. After closing the door, Faith's heart was pounding and praying that her sister didn't see them kissing. It would be really, really bad if her mother or father seen her doing so.

She could have gotten in trouble and she would never be able to go out on her own, much less let her have a place of her own. She really did wish she had an apartment or lived with Dante; privacy was what she wanted. And maybe alot of time alone with Dante to confess to him that she had been thinking about him and wished that he would come and take her with him.

She kissed his cheek and said,"Come on, let's go downstairs. We can continue later on tonight." He couldn't resist this offer. He probably snatch another kiss from her when no one else was looking.

At the dinner table, all of Faith's family members were sitting, waiting for Dante and Faith. They entered into the dining room doorway and saw a pizza in the middle of the table, cut into triangles. Dante looked at Faith in disbelieve and she smiled back at him.

"How.." "I told my mother yesterday that you actually wanted pizza, without olives, instead of something else." He would have kissed the heck out of her if the mother and father liked him a bit more.

Faith said to her mom as she approached the table to sit down in a chair,"See, told you that he would be happy." Dante took a seat beside Faith and then grabbed the first piece. "You better hurry and get some before five minutes are up because he can eat one in less that time," Faith warned her family.

They all took a piece and left the rest for Dante and he did finish the rest of it, in three minutes tops. Getting out of their chairs, Faith told Dante to go up to her room and wait for her while she helped with the dishes. He went up the stairs and stood there at the top of the stairs, wondering what to do next.

He wanted to take a shower but didn't know how long it would take her to get her chores done. He went inside the bathroom and took a quick shower, the suds of the soap and shampoo covering his body with their fragrence and running off of him as the warm water cascaded over him. Grabbing a towel, not bothering to get dressed or dried off, he went into Faith's room and waited for her to come... for a surprise.

Faith put up the last of the dishes and took out trash. Washing her hands, she told everyone good night and then went to go to her room. "I hope he's in here."

Turning the door knob she pulled open the door and then went inside, closing it behind her. She then turned her back to the door and she saw sitting on her bed, damp and naked except for a towel, Dante. She jumped and gasped in surprise, and said,"Oh, Dante... You scared the crap out of me," dark pink staining her cheeks.

She sat on the right edge of her queen sized bed and asked,"Dante, can you give massages?" "Never have, but I can if you want me to," he replied. "Just on my shoulders and the back of my neck, please."

He placed his hands on her soulders, his bare hands seered their heat through her shirt, making her shiver a bit. He then began to bunch and push and grip her muscles, knowing when he was doing it right because Faith would let out a satisfied sigh. He went to her neck, gently massaging the muscles there and she couldn't help but let out a tiny moan at the feeling of his hands on her.

"You alright?" he asked with a smile in his voice. "Yeah." She imagined him touching her body again, this time out of something romantic and not out of lust, like he would want to touch her for all time.

She told him to stop and then lied down, Dante pulling her closer and Faith knew what he wanted. She looked up at him and waited for his mouth to capture hers and make sweet love to her. She placed her hand on his cheek, pulling his head down, and whispered,"Kiss me, Dante..."

Her wish was his every command. He then caught her lips and kissed her like a skillful master he was at treating a woman, so seductively. She said against his moving lips,"Dante... I want... to... touch... you."

He then placed his naked and wet body on top of hers and her hands traveled to his water slick white hair, down his neck and to his well toned back, his dewy skin gliding under her palms and turning her on. It was somewhat so erotic to her that she was fully clothed and a wet man was on top of her. Against her stomach she felt something hard press into her.

She giggled, and blushing deeper, for she knew what that meant. Pulling the back part of the towel away from him, her hands snaked down over his buttocks, and Dante tilted her head to kiss her deeper. Her heart beated against her breast and her body became alive.

And so they continued where they left off, Dante pulling off her shirt and her bra, exposing her rose tipped white mounds. He held them, massaged them and licked her nipples, causing her to moan in growing ecstasy. She pulled his head closer to her, wanting more of his tongue on her.

Faith stopped him for just a minute and said to him,"I've been thinking about you all day, Dante. And.. it seems that you have read my mind because this is what I've been craving for, just you." His eyes sparkled like blue fire and she was lost in them, lost in a world of her thoughts. "Faith.."

His voice brought her back and waited for him to ask her what he was wanting to ask, cupping his right cheek and letting him know that she was listening. "How much do you want me?" "So much that no other will do," she replied.

She began to take off her bottoms with Dante's help and wrapped her legs around his waist, making him stay. "Love me, please. For eight months, I've dreamed of this, you taking me to heaven. Since that night months ago I've wanted another night like it, even wanted to do it again while I was still living with you." Dante nuzzled into her neck and breathed in her scent, young woman, a flowery scent.

She needed to bathe in a tub of water with rose petals, relax for hours to soak up the essence and she would make him explode. But any feminine scent was fine for her, because it was she he craved. His two fangs scrapped against her neck when he nipped at the pulse that was beating.

Faith let out a sigh that sounded like a moan and kissed her behind her ear and down to her collar bone. Pretty soon she felt like she was going to explode if he didn't give her what she actually wanted. Her core ached with want when his tongue explored her neck, her breasts and her navel.

"Dante..." Faith breathlessly cried out and gripped his hair, begging him to take her. He teasingly said,"Nope. You're not ready yet." She groaned in annoyance and frustration, really wanting release from the pressure that built in her core, and Dante slid down her body and to her enterance, slipping in a finger and pushed against her slick muscles.

She took in deep breaths and let out pleasureable moans as he teased and pleasured her before slipping in another finger, pushing deeper into her and making her writhe under the weight of desire. He began a slow tempo of thrusts and she 'Oh'ed and 'Ah'ed with every push and pull, in and out, of his fingers. She was now getting so wet, lubricating his fingers with her juices, and she was almost ready.

Dante quickened his thrust and Faith moaned and groaned louder. He opened her legs farther and then slowly entered her. She loved how he stretched her and held onto his shoulders as he pushed further and pulled back, creating a rhythm.

Having a mind of its own, her hips met his, bucking up and down and wanting more. Her muscles tightened and tightened until she was about to come. Dante was about to hit his climax as well and thrusted a few more times with long and hard thrust.

Faith cried out as he kept hitting her pleasure button. Faith peeked at Dante's face, brows furrowed in pleasure and eyes closed. One final pushed in was all it took for both of them to come, both crying out their names.

He gripped her hips for support as his breath was almost taken away by her slick walls gripping him and milking him of his seed. Her womb convulsed and then exploded with white-hot and pure ecstasy, her muscles holding him inside her while his hot cum jetted in her. They were breathing hard, bodies covered in sweat and now satisfied their needs.

He rolled off of her and pulled her into his body, resting her head under his neck. He fingered with her long locks of brown hair, the silky strands falling from his fingers. "Thank you, Dante," she said before closing her eyes and falling into a deep sleep.