"The flinch in your eye calls your bluff,"
Dante drew Rebellion at stunning speed. The three scythe wielding demons rushing him faltered in their movement when seeing this speed, but only for a moment.
"Feel free to die when you've had enough,"
Dante threw his sword at the perfect time to skew all three demons at once. Rebellion stabbed into the far steel door of the hallway with the three demons imapled on its blade. They were alive and in extreme pain.
"A useless cause is breaking your back,"
The demon hunter grabbed the hilt of his blade and slice all three demons clean in half. Their cleaved bodies dropped to the ground in a spray of blood.
"Your life will end when you attack!"
One of the legless demons still had some life in it, and with its last bit of energy it tried to cut Dante in the shoulder. Before it could even build momentum for its swing, Dante shot the demon in the head with Ebony. "Angela?"
"Yeah?" The half-angel raised a curious eyebrow as she killed the last demon standing in front of her using Force Edge.
"What the hell are you singing?" Dante chuckled, trying to supress laughter.
"What?"
"What were you singing? Ya know, the whole 'flinch in eyes causing a bluff', or something like that. What was that?" Dante couldn't hold it anymore. He burst out laughing. Angela grimaced at his reaction.
"I just happen to like singing while fighting sometimes. It's a habit." She crossed her arms under her chest and pouted. "It's relaxing."
"I'll say." Dante settled into soft chuckles.
"What's that suppose to mean!" Angela glared at Dante. "You calling my singing bad?"
"No." Dante smiled charmingly. "I think it sounds...hmmm," Dante put his finger to his chin, pretending to think. "Heavenly."
"Heavenly?" Angela raised an eyebrow in suspicioun.
"I thought the word fit, seeing as how, ya know, you are an angel and all." Dante scratched the top of his nose like his compliment didn't mean much. It didn't escape Angela's notice that it was the second time he had done that. He did it in the office too when pretending about not caring if she liked her current outfit or not. She figured it to be a nervous habit of Dante's more soft side.
"Is the great devil hunter, hitting on an angel?" Angela cooed.
"Just paying a compliment." Dante shrugged as he slung Rebellion onto his back.
"Really now? Cause last time I checked the only thing heavenly about me was this body of mine." Angela glided her hands over her figure, starting with her chest then to her hips, and finally down her thighs. She grinned as Dante took in an appreciative eyeful. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say that you were actually flirting with me. And not the kind Vergil said you usaully do with women. The kind of flirting a guy does when he legitimately likes a girl." Angela nearly squeled as she skipped over to Dante and hugged him.
"Hey! You got it all wrong!" Dante protested.
"Oh come, Dante." Angela palyfully pouted. "I know you really like me." She gave Dante a palyful squeeze while hugging him. "How hard is it to admit it?" Dante didn't answer. He simply just scowled and looked off to his side somewhere. "I really like you. See I admitted it. Not that hard, right?"
"Weeell..." Dante began.
"Yeeess?" Angela pried.
"Maybe...I might be willing..." Dante started to say, but then started to growl at himself.
"Stupid male pride." Angela complained mentally. "Go ooon." She cooed. A smile appearing on her face.
"I really like you, alright?" Dante grumbled out.
"See," Angela wrapped her arms around his neck. She started pulling him closer for that long awaited kiss she wanted. "That wasn't all that hard was it?" She purred in a whisper.
"Guess not." Dante grinned. Out of the blue, a gunshot rang loud and clear in the hallway. Dante had drawn his pistol and shot a Frost demon walking up towards them. The other Frosts didn't look too happy about that.
"Oh hell no!" Angela spun on the spot, pulling Nevan off her back and snapping her into the scythe form to face the 20 or so Frost confronting them. "YOU!" She pointed the tip of Nevan's scythe at Dante's nose. "You stay there, while I kill all these bastards. I'm going to get my kiss from you damnit! I've waited to long for those lips. And anyone who gets in my way is going to die." Dante raised his hands in mock surrender.
"Do what you gotta do, babe." Dante smiled. Angela burst towards the demons, unleashing her Angellic Trigger at the same time. The following blood bath that occured both turned on and frightened Dante. "Note to self, never get between an angry woman and something she really really really wants."
xXx Devil May Cry xXx
"Done." Vergil stated as he sheathed Yamato with one final 'click' from its hilt. Every demon that dared challenge him lay dead at his feet. He was disappointed to find none could atleast challenge his strength. He didn't even use his devil form to fight. "Pathetic."
Vergil took a deep inhale of air. Despite the countless gallons of blood spewed everywhere, he was still able to smell Dante's scent. He followed the smell out the main cell floor and down two corridors to his right. The scent was pretty close. Even in the maze of the catlse like prison, the son of Sparda was able to easily navigate the halls. Vergil came to a door on his next turn of the corner. He reached out and grabbed the handle but haulted when he heard unfamiliar sounds behind the door. It definately wasn't the sound of combat. Cautiously, Vergil opened the door, hand tightly gripped on Yamato.
xXx Devil May Cry xXx
"There." Angela breathed. She folded her wings and tucked them close to her body. "They're all dead." She placed Nevan on her back and strode over to Dante. Dante couldn't help but notice just how attractive Angela was with her wings and body coverd in the blood of dead demons. He could feel his demon half growling to get ahold of her, but he kept himself composed...barely. He couldn't really say the same for Angela. "Now," Angela wrapped her arms roughly around Dante's neck. Her wings stretched to encompass them both. "Where were we at?"
"Well, we wer-" Dante was cut off from his whitty pun when Angela attacked his lips with hers. She pulled herself closer to Dante's body. The kiss was rough and filled with lust, yet still affectionate. Angela's tounge trailed over Dante's lips, begging for entrance into his mouth which he happily granted. "Mmmm." Angela moaned. But she didn't stop with just one. Her moans increased in volume as she felt Dante's hands glide over her. Eventually, Angela found her body pressed between the wall and Dante's chisled chest.
"Finally got what you wanted?" Dante said between kisses. At first, Angela could only laugh in response. Which Dante noticed exposed her protruding newly formed fang canines. "Interesting. I wonder does she even know they came out."
"Yes." Angela purred. The smile on her face was unwaivering. "Now shut up, and put that mouth to better use." She demanded, locking lips with the half demon once more. She couldn't help but moan as Dante trailed his hand up her hip. But seemingly for no reason, he pulled away from her and looked down the hallway. "Why'd you stop?" Angela complained.
"We have a guest." Dante grinned at the figure in blue.
A/N: Hope I got all the aspects of the romance part right. Let me know about that too. Remember, I'm still an amature in this genre. Bonus: 200 points and a cookie for whoever can name the song Anglea was singing!
