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DevilRebel- yay! Now I can be confident with lovey doveys
SatanicParkOFMadness- yeah that part I thought was a Gloria boss fight, lol. Trish sounds like yuna there though XD, my favorite one is where credo died and trish was like, "You wanna switch?" and dante said, "iss cool" XD. Yeah I think he's uhh well hung lol. Thank you (3x) for wanting me to not change the title, I like it already that way too..
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It was a moment that was very rare in their lives, where all the barriers are gone and finally.. they let their selves be themselves, let their selves feel what they want to feel. Sadly, like the few other moments like this, it would slowly drift away, and the barriers would start building itself, higher-- larger. Tomorrow morning, when they wake up, it would be as if nothing like this happened, and the gap that was not even visible today would resurface itself and everything would just sting.. at least that is what she was thinking when she casted her eyes down to the
grassy ground and wished that somehow, time could stop for them, that by some miracle, this sunset wouldn't' end.
But it did... and soon it was dark and starry, the sky was a wash of indigo, while the deep orange slowly sunk itself to the sea.
She felt him as he went back to the driver's seat and it didn't take long before she followed quietly, thinking to herself how much... how much she missed him. Dante seemed to be a whole lot cheerful while he was driving, trying to make up for his grouchiness earlier specially now that he heard what he's been wanting to hear since they got there.
So Trish took this opportunity to her advantage and started asking him questions she never asked him before, questions that just came out and roused her interest all of the sudden. One of the subjects, which he found to be amusing her, was the women of his past. All of which he described with details which seemed inferior compared to what Trish has got (its true of course).
And to his surprise, while he was trying to think of some random things to take Trish off the subject of asking him about Lady, who happened to be the closest woman... and he don't have damn clue how he's going to lie about the fact that he did maybe still find her.. Well to his relief, Trish seemed to be a lot more intrigued with Nevan.
"But she's green!" Trish laughed in mild protest after taking their food from the drive thru booth and paying the bill.
Dante started the engine right away, chuckling as he'd glance at her every now and then. It was very difficult for him to keep his eyes on the road, especially if she's like this, smiling, no guns, and no swords, no freaky powers, just herself. Where he knows he can hold her and she'd let him, or maybe he was just hoping way too much.
"Seriously" Trish went on, "How can you find her hot... she's green!!"
"Did I mention that she was topless" he smirked at her, accelerating the speed of the red convertible. A song from a 90's one hit wonder was playing on the radio, he finds it too 90's, and he was about to change the station when he noticed Trish was tapping her shoe with the rhythm, so he decided not to and came to realize that he kind of likes this song too.
"Oh that figure's… Still.. she's green?!" she pressed "for crying out loud.." she pushed a french fry on the side of Dante's mouth which he swallowed in one bite. His cheeks got a little a warm thanks to her little gesture
"I didn't know you were so big on racial discrimination Trish" He opened his mouth slightly to let her feed him another one , her mischievousness took hold of her as she pushed in a bundle of the home made fries from Mamma's in his mouth, causing him to choke and cough, turning the wheel violently. She was laughing, laughing like a four year old he thought as the car went in circles, like they were in some roller coaster ride.
"I'm sorry" Trish laughed as soon as Dante picked up the direction and kept his pace back on the road. He shook his head with smile as he took his soda from the dashboard and gulped everything down.
"No you're not" he frowned playfully, throwing the empty can over his shoulder.
"Yeah, you're right" she chuckled biting off a french fry.
"Is this because of Nevan?" he rode along with their pretend argument over his other woman.
"Nah, I forgive you, you were so young, you didn't know any better" she teased, she kept her eyes on him, studying his expressions.
"Are you referring to Nevan or Lady?" he joked, after which both of them were laughing.
"It's kinda cute actually, you had a crush on Lady" she said to him, though it seemed okay to her, it's still not, maybe a little.
"Crush?!" he frowned; "I wouldn't call it that" Crush to him was like some tween thing that can give you cuties, eew.
"What would you call it then?" Trish leaned closer, "Was it.. something more?"
"Naw!" Dante bellowed, getting panicky, not really good at lying. "Well she was the only chick in there, what was I suppose to do?"
Trish let out a deep breath, "So Dante, So Predictable"
She was getting a little tired from all the sitting that she decided to sit more comfortably so that she could lay her head down to rest.
"Hey Trish..." Date called, his voice was gentle, careful not to wake her up if ever she was asleep.
"Hm?" she replied keeping her head rested on her arm, the crisp of cold wind through her face, running through the golden strands of her hair.
"Can I ask you sumthin?"
"About?"
"You know, you n' Vergil" he was getting kind of hesitant and Trish noticed this too, so she got a little anxious, she wished she hadn't replied to him earlier so he'll have the false idea that she was asleep.
"Shoot.."
"So" Dante cleared his throat, it was a question he's been wasting to ask her since she told him about her history with Vergil, "Vergil was the first guy you were with since you know, since you were.."
"Created" Trish finished the sentence for him, though clearly it wasn't what he was going for.
"Born..." he corrected, since he was more comfortable with that
"Yeah.. so?" this couldn't be good, Trish thought, if he asks something, and it's not a straight out, ridiculous, perverted question.. It's something bad.
"When you were born, were you born with clothes on or did Vergil saw you.. umm born..?" it was just something he thought of.
It was worst, Trish thought, it was a bad, straight out, ridiculous, perverted question... a combo. And she didn't want to answer that at all, there are just some things that people or demons shouldn't go into details with, better left unsaid so they say, so she didn't respond and pretended to be asleep.
"Hey Trish.." Dante got a little dubious, "Trish.." there was worried stern in his voice that prompted Trish to do better with her acting skills, so she snored lightly, though very unconvincing, Dante got the message.
"That lucky bastard" he thought. Seeing how his older brother got the full privilege of viewing Trish.. or perhaps he was just jumping into conclusions again.
...
When they got home, Dante nudged Trish to let her know that she could stop pretending to be asleep now and get inside. The night was young and there to greet them by the doorstep was Evie, she was dressed in a pink ruffled blouse and sleek black trousers, pearl earrings dangled from her ears, "There you are!" She exclaimed as the couple made their way through the stone steps, the doorman closing the iron gate behind them. "I'll be doing some business tonight" she said
"But it's eight.." Dante said, unless Evie was referring to something else.
"Of course silly" Evie beamed, "One more day till The Masquerade and I haven't got anything to wear! I'll have to fly to Milan tonight, I'm meeting someone"
"Ugh" Dante groaned, putting his hand over his head "I forgot about that..."
"What Masquerade?" Trish asked, confused. Evie opened the entrance door so they could have the discussion inside.
"Every year we have The Masquerade Ball in the Square to commemorate Romeo and Juliet!" Evie explained, "It's a night of grandeur and dancing and all that jazz!, oh you'll love it!"
"..I think I will" Trish lied, whatever it takes to make Evie happy.
"Not to mention it's ostentatious and annoying" Dante added.
"Don't listen to him" Evie scorned, parting Trish from Dante, "It will be your last ball as a free woman so I bet you want to meet some more men right?!"
Trish swallowed, last ball as a free woman? That was harsh, very harsh, "Uh...you're saying?"
"Hey! What do you have in mind?" Date growled,
"Take someone else with you, I'll hook her up with someone else" Evie said,
"And why would you do that?" Dante argued
"And why wouldn't you want me to do that? It's not like you guys are really into each other now... are you?"
Dante shook his head, guilty as charged.
"N..No.." Trish stuttered.
"Good, I'm the one paying you guys, besides, I'll show you off to my friends, they'll love you and not to mention the courtly gents who will be so envious of Dante once they find out the two of you are engaged." she said gleefully, wrapping around her arms around Trish's neck and kissing her cheeks. "So I gotta go now, I left Jade in charge"
The doorman, who looks a lot more like an MIB opened the door for Evie, "By the way Trish, don't worry about what to wear, I know your size" she winked. Trish wondered how and why all her clothes fits her well, then she remembered she has a somewhat prototype. So Evie went off, the door closing behind her.
Trish sighed in relief…
"You weren't really asleep were you?" Dante accused as soon as Trish turned towards the staircase.
"Yes I was" she said, biting her lip.
"No you weren't" Dante frowned, frustrated that he couldn't be with Trish during the event, he was thinking of putting a mark on her so he could find her even with her mask on. Then again maybe he'll just know it's her if it is indeed her. Come to think of it, he doesn't even have the
plans of coming to that since he thinks it's a load of crap. "You're lying and its obvious coz you're such a bad liar"
Trish gasped, "I am not a bad liar!" of all things she's bad at, it's definitely not lying, though her cooking skills were just as bad,
"Yes you are.." a voice said from behind her, Vergil was descending the stairs in a dark knitted shirt, with sleeves folded up to his forearms and jeans.
Dante was surprised to see Vergil siding with him for once, or twice.
"No I'm not, I've got proof"
"Hit me with your best shot" Dante gained much confidence as he folded his arms over his chest.
"Fine" Trish's eyes narrowed as she turned back to face Dante, "I lied to you about Mallet Island and I was so convincing that you followed me all the way there and I almost got you killed" she turned back to face Vergil who now seated himself in one of the couches in the living room, busy with his rubric's cube.
"No actually, you were such a bad liar that he knew from the start what you were up to, he didn't want to hurt your feelings and embarrass you that's why he pretended he care.. oh and for the record he followed you all the way there to check you out" Vergil informed.
Trish's jaw dropped
Dante was slowly climbing up the stairs
"Is that true?!" Trish cried, her hands on her hips, glaring up at Dante.
Just when he thought Vergil is on his side, he sells him off, "That I was thinking of your feelings and didn't want to embarrass you?" he pointed the real nice and decent part, "Yeah..."
"Unbelievable" Trish scoffed.
"Pikachus don't lie" Vergil lightly teased, laughing to himself quietly.
"Pikachu?!" Dante grinned, he looked back at Trish, pausing his ascension through the stairs, "Wait.. you are Pikachu?!" he laughed, finally a pet name he could call her.
Trish rolled her eyes, "Seriously Vergil I expected you to be a whole lot more mature than that" she snapped.
"...Pikachu" Vergil said again, his tone was... normal, but it pissed the hell out of Trish.
"Grouchy Smurf" Trish said back
There was silence; Vergil wasn't expecting that, Dante started laughing. "Grouchy Smurf!" he repeated. Trish felt pleased with herself, that she actually said something ridiculous.
"Oh c'mon Trish, you can do better than that" Vergil challenged.
"Cookie Monster" Trish glared, and so the three of them imagined Vergil saying "Me want cookie, Me eat cookie, omm nom nom nom"
Trish shivered as Vergil shook his head, Dante started laughing hard and Vergil didn't appreciate that.
"Oh wait, quiet everyone Papa Smurf is saying something" Vergil already placed his cube down. Trish started giggling and Dante tried to remember what Papa Smurf looks like. Red clothes, white hair... "Oh please, of all things..."
"It's either Papa Smurf or Elmo" Vergil finalized, "Take your pick"
Trish's giggles was getting harder to control,
How come Trish gets to be a pokemon... "Whatever" he said smugly, as he took Trish's wrist and pulled her upstairs..
"I say Elmo" Trish giggled..
Dante grunted.. "Pikachu.."
"Wait!" Trish said, "Vergil would you make out with a woman that's not a woman?" Trish asked, still incredulous about the whole Nevan thing
"C'mon.." Dante sighed.
"What do you mean?" Vergil asked,
"Say she's really sexy but she looks scary and.. blue" Trish said.
"but she's really hot" Dante elaborated.
"Would you find her attractive?" Trish pressed
"If you're talking about Mystique then yes, I do" Vergil replied
Trish rolled her eyes, "Even if she's scary?"
"That's the part where the guys close their eyes and do the imagining" Dante said, dragging her upstairs; She wasn't really convinced, but as she peered down to say goodnight, she saw Vergil's face crumple, like he was in pain, and somehow, she knew why…
"Dante, are you and Vergil wearing the same kind of shirt?" she asked, noticing the difference only in color.
"It's a twin thing you wouldn't understand" he replied, feeling silly about the coincidence.
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"Maybe you shouldn't have done that" Ben said as he opened the door of the Benz for Evie. "It's bad for lovebirds to be away from their mate"
"What are you talking about? They're not birds" Evie smiled, putting out a palm powder and checking herself with the small circular mirror, "And don't worry I know what I'm doing, I'm not seeing progress here, they need a little push"
Ben sighed as he purred the engine to life, "Don't tell me I didn't warn you"
And Evie just laughed as she thought of the perfect color for Trish's skin tone
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The next day proved to be whole lot more difficult than any of them expected. Jade, who was put to charge seemed to be a little bit on the strict side, forbidding any of them to go out until Evie has returned.
Dante have just finished taking a shower, drying his hair roughly as he wondered what Trish was doing… then his paperweig.. mobile phone started vibrating on his desk, beeping a low tone, he doesn't even remember placing it there so he was a bit surprised to see its still alive.
He saw the recipient of the message and smiled.
" u said ur gonna make it up 2 me ryt? Well I'm bored, anything new 2day?"
He sighed, smiling as he shut the phone close. He really wasn't in the mood to go out, he just wanted to stay in and be with Trish for a while, but he has been with her ever since they got there, but still he found himself missing her, like a couple of minutes not together seemed like hours. And he started wondering why he felt that way, at the same time wondering what Trish is up to, what's she's thinking, in fact he found himself asking why he is so.. so.. concerned and curious about her all of the sudden? Why does he want to be near her always, even if she's clearly just in the other room? He started freaking out; he flipped his phone and made a call.
"Meet me at the Piazza" he said, "I'll treat you" he didn't give Lady a chance to speak because he wouldn't take No for an answer, not that Lady would refuse, but he needed to go out, he was getting way out of character, it's not like him to be so, so in love? No, more like interested with a girl, even if it's Trish. He needs distraction, a very very good distraction.
"Where are you going?" Trish asked as he made his way down the stairs fully dressed
"Out" he answered, trying hard not to look at her because he knew it won't be long before the puke in his stomach would start boiling again and he'll be tied up with her once more. And that should never happen; he would never be caught running after a girl. Yeah, that's why he just let her off and didn't ran after her even if the little voice in him told him to do so, stupid reputation, stupid pride, stupid Dante who would rather be miserable than to swallow the fact that he's crazy about her.
"But we're not allowed to go out" Trish raced him through the door, blocking his pace to stop him. She was just concerned.
Her eyes were crystalline sincere, and her pouty lips, and the way she was wearing her hair today, and the cerulean color of the dress on her… there goes the boiling puke again. He shook his head away from his thoughts as he held her by the shoulders, "Look" he smiled, "You look beautiful.."
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Juliet and Paris
I watched him go, he seemed to be a little hasty and I have no idea with what he just said. I held my hands together as I sat down the last step of the wooden stairs. My elbows were rested on my knees and my face cupped on my chin, wondering what he was up to, why he doesn't seem to want me with him…
The memory of last night was still in my head, and I just can't stop thinking about the whole thing, and the way Vergil looked.. he was hurting, up to now. I think a lot, a very bad past time.
Then I heard ChanLu running down the stairs, where she tripped over and fell.
"Are you okay?" I immediately jumped to my feet to help ChanLu out. She groaned as she nodded her head,
"Where is the Young Sir?" she asked nervously.
"Well.." I hesitated, "He seemed to have an emergency, and he just left"
"Haiya!" ChanLu exclaimed, "But Sister told ChanLu to forbid Young Miss and Young Sir to go out!"
"I'm sure he'll be back before Jade finds out" I said, hoping that would comfort ChanLu, hoping that were true too.
"Am I allowed to go out?" Vergil asked as he entered the room from the dining area, with coffee and a thick bound book.
ChanLu nodded, she was almost in tears, I could only imagine what Jade would do to her, she's so small.
"Then tell Jade, Vergil left and that guy over there is Dante" I said, making sure Vergil heard it, he nodded, and he seemed to be okay with it.
ChanLu's eyes brightened, it wasn't hard to make someone like her happy, I wish I was like her, she nodded hopefully as she tidied herself up and so I stood up straight.
"Why were you looking for him anyway?" I asked, pulling a lock of hair behind my ear.
ChanLu gasped when she remembered why, she looked around the stairs and found what she was looking for, and it was Dante's beaten up phone. She handed it to me.
"Young Sir's phone was ringing earlier" She said to me, "ChanLu thought Young Sir should answer it"
"Oh" I said, glancing at Vergil to find him seated by the fireplace, where he was seated last night. "I can take it"
ChanLu nodded, beaming at me, "ChanLu should tell Sister that Sir left because of emergency"
"Okay" I smiled back; ChanLu's smile was very contagious, "Be careful"
So I made my way down as ChanLu made her way carefully upstairs. I know I shouldn't pry, not like I'm prying. I held the phone as I seated myself on a Davenport just a few feet away from Vergil, the temptation was eating on me, who'd text message Dante? Who'd call him? Are there photos? Nudes perhaps..
Then it rang, I was startled
"Answer it" Vergil said, he doesn't seem to be absorbed by his book.
And it rang once more. I flipped it open and pressed it onto my ear.
"Hurry up! I'm not going to wait for you" she didn't gave me a chance to speak, she ended the call right away, I assumed she was confident that I was Dante. I know that voice too well, but as I examined the recipient's name… four letters, four letters that made up a name so sweet, so sweet that it left my mouth an annoying aftertaste. "Mary.." I know my voice could have broken off; I stood up, not feeling that much hungry anymore.
Vergil uncrossed his legs, clearing his throat, he knows something. "Vergil?" I called out his name, amazed to see him avoiding eye contact, "Who's Mary?" I asked, I was hoping Mary was not.. not Lady. "Vergil.." I pressed, he doesn't want to tell me, and I got a little scared. "Please?"
"What good would it do to you if you knew?" he asked.
"Just tell me.." It almost sounded like a plead, I already knew I had the talent of making things a whole lot more complicated, but Vergil's reaction scared me..
He sighed, standing up and emptying his mug, he placed it on the top of the fireplace as he walked towards the balcony. I followed him, clutching the phone with my right hand, trying so hard not to break it.
"Dante and Lady met in Temen ni Gru" he said,
"I know that" I said out fast, wanting more details.
"So what do you want to know?"
"What is she doing here?" I know she's my friend but what was she doing here? Why would Dante meet up with her and not tell me? Not like I'll be mad or anything, maybe a little.
Vergil shrugged his shoulders
"What's up with Mary?" I went on, though I could ask him a dozen or two questions at the same time.
"Mary was her real name" he let out a deep breath, I feel like I'm finally winning over him. "She had some trouble.. with her family" and I knew Vergil was being a gentleman, choosing his words carefully to make it seem like I have nothing to worry about and that Lady had her reasons for being here.
"Vergil just say it.. Dante is meeting up with Lady, he doesn't want me to know about it, what is she doing here? How would she know we're here? When did Mary became Lady?" I tried to control it, but Vergil was cutting me short.
Vergil rubbed his temple with his left hand, after which he tried composed himself and met my eyes directly, "Look, there were lot of things that happened before you came, I bet you must have taken into consideration that Lady and Dante has deeper connections, they've known each other for a very long time Trish, they've been through a whole lot"
Every word he said seemed to cut me, how have I failed to see that.. Deeper connections, "But Lady seemed to be just, just a friend" I protested, "And about Mary.."
"Just friends?" he asked me dubiously, "I can't answer that, why don't you ask your fiancé?" and so he left me, and I didn't bother ask him more. Maybe he was right, there are some things I
shouldn't know about, how long have they've known each other before I came? I feel so drained; my shoulders were slumped down… I needed to go out.
I know ChanLu will forgive me for this, I just don't know when, but I really needed to think… I crept outside the door, the guard was watching the gates, "Dante left his phone.." I said weakly, forcing out a smile.
"Should you prefer to take the car Young Miss?" he asked me, he was very kind looking, despite the Men in Black get up.
"No.." I sensed that he knew I was.. upset, "I want to walk.." I said honestly, "Could you let me out? Please?"
He paused, he knew Jade's orders were clear,
"Let her out" a husky and warm voice said, it was Ben. "The best way to tour Verona is on a bike, sure you don't want to take a Vetra?" he asked me, if I had a father, I'd like him to be just like Ben, I shook my head, "walk is fine.. " I smiled.
"Suit yourself" he beamed at me, the guard opened the gates and I was free…
AN
More Lady on the next chap
I wish I could do the ball, I'll try to squeeze everything in
Dante Trish fluff too
It'll be up soon
Because I didn't like this chapter I'll be putting up the next one fast! We want drama!! Lol and sorry for the trish pov, i love trish with all her trishie goodness
Sorry again (peace)