A/N: Normally I answer all of your questions via PM, but this time I decided against it. Because most of the questions are open ended, I think I'm going to let your imagination answer your questions for you. P.S: Thank you for all of your reviews, they make me incredibly happy :D
Chapter 11:
Lady sighed in sweet bliss as she stepped out of the bathroom. She never knew a shower could make her body feel so good. Walking into the living room, she spotted Trish sitting alone. Apparently the boys had yet to return with the food. How disappointing. The brunette was looking forward to eating as soon as her shower was finished.
"The boys aren't back yet?" Lady questioned, going to sit next to the blond. Trish shook her head.
"I think they're having one of those 'brother bonding' moments since Vergil forced Dante to go with him." Lady nodded at the answer and a silence settled over the two. It lasted only a few minutes.
"What's going on between you and Dante?" Lady raised a brow at the question. How random.
"What do you mean, 'what's going on'? Does it look like somethings going on."
Trish eyed the brunette sitting at her side with a skeptical look on her face. Did Lady really not realize how close the two had gotten since Dante was forgiven? They spent almost every minute of the day together. For someone who was so smart, Lady was practically clueless when it came to feelings.
"Yeah, that's the point of asking. You guys spend so much time together I find it hard to believe you two are still two separate people. You two act like newlyweds in their honeymoon stage."
Lady felt her face flush at the comment. There was no way Dante and herself had anything going on. Sure the two had been spending an insane amount of time together but that's what friends did, right? And since Dante was one of her closest friends, though she would never admit it out loud, it only made sense that they treated each other differently than they would any other.
Lady's eyes met Trish's, her blush growing more at the smirk on the blonds face. The blond devil had an unusual knack for harassing her companions, the smirk worried her a little.
"Were you just thinking about your feelings for Dante? Well, knowing you, you were probably trying to justify the reason you two are always together."
To say Lady was shocked would be an understatement. Her mouth opened in attempt to say anything to deny the assumption but nothing came. Lady's mind went blank. The brunette could honestly say she hated when the blond became to analytical like this. It reminded her of Vergil. How his cold analytical eyes were always able to tell what she was thinking. The only one who never looked at her like that was Dante, he didn't have a cold or analytical eye in his body.
"Your thinking about him again aren't you?"
Lady released a string of curses before standing and walking into the kitchen. Her throat was feeling dry all of a sudden. Probably from the embarrassment of being caught, but whatever the reason, she didn't like it.
Trish raised a brow as the brunette left the room. Lady never ran from anything, let alone a conversation. The blond quickly followed.
Lady quickly downed a glass of water as Trish walked through the door. The brunette mildly wondered if alcohol would have any effect on her children since they were half devils. She quickly pushed the thought aside and drank another glass of water before turning to stare at Trish.
"You know you are allowed to have feelings for the father of your child." Lady froze at the comment, she didn't want to think about this right now. Sure she had thought on the possibilities of having feeling and possible relations with the red hunter but Lady had always brushed them aside or flat out denied them. Lady didn't want to pursue those thoughts very far because she was scared. She didn't want her small children to grow up like she had, in a broken home.
Trish eyes remained steady on her friend and winced as a tear fell from her eyes. She hadn't meant to make the brunette cry but Lady needed to resolve her feelings. She couldn't run from them forever. Opening her mouth to share her thought, she quickly snapped them shut as two pairs of steps made their way to the kitchen.
The smell of chicken filled the small room but Trish's eyes never left Lady's face. Silent tears were now at a steady flow on Lady's cheeks. The blond felt Dante make his way to Lady before embracing her in a comforting hug. Her eyes remained glued to the scene as Vergil came to a halt by her side, she could feel his eyes focused on her and Trish felt a wave of warmth wash over her. Vergil would never say it, but Trish knew he was silently asking if she was alright. She sent a small smile his way before grabbing the food from his hands and placing them on her kitchen table.
"What happened Trish, why is she crying?" Dante's voice broke through the tense atmosphere. Trish turned to look at the man, he was glaring at her. The blonde shrugged her shoulders innocently, if she had to play devils advocate for Lady to realize her feelings then so be it.
"Nothing. You know how hormonal pregnant women can be. Now come eat, the foods getting cold." Trish continued on her task of getting the plates and utensils out. The feelings of eyes following her motions didn't deter her an ounce.
"Bullshit." Turning to look completely at the red hunter, Trish's brow raised at the threat in his voice. Dante had always been protective of the blond but to promise death over a few tears, something must have happened on their short trip to the restaurant. Something meaning Dante finally admitting his feelings for the brunette and the protective edge a devil normally felt for his mate taking center stage.
Vergil, after hearing Dantes voice, moved to stand between the blond and his brother. Trish looked surprised at the motion before sending a grateful smile to his back. If Trish had to fight Dante's devil, she wasn't sure how long she could last.
Lady winced in confusion at Dantes protective attitude. She had to be sure to ask him about it later. Turning her gaze to the blue twin who seemed to be having a staring contest with his brother, she noticed his protective stance in front of Trish. Did those two have something going on? Shaking her head from the thought, she gently pushed Dantes form away from her and held down a blush when his eyes snapped to her. Lady sent a small smile his way.
"It's fine Dante, Trish and I were just having girl talk. Now I'm hungry, so lets eat." She slowly walked around the man who constantly plagued her mind and made her plate before making Trish's and grabbing the blonds arms, dragging her into the living room behind her.
Dante watched the two women leave the room before closing his eyes and taking a few calming breaths. The urge to rip Trish's throat out was slowly subsiding. Opening his eyes, he notice Vergil standing silents.
"What?"
"You lost control."
Dante chuckled darkly at the comment. "If I lost control, Trish's head wouldn't be attached to her body."
"I wouldn't have let that happen." the twins locked eyes. Vergil with a cool look and Dante with a chilling smirk. The older twin hated when Dante became like this. Dante wasn't supposed to have a chilling bone in his body, he was supposed to be the warmhearted of the two.
"Because she is 'tolerable'?" Dante taunted.
"Because she's mine." Dante's eyes widened in surprise before moving to stand directly in front of his brother. Was he serious, or was he just saying that. Vergil was surprised himself, though he wouldn't show it. The blue twin watched in suspicion as Dante's cold exterior melted back into his normal, warm, one.
"I knew you liked her. Vergil and Trish sitting in a tree." Dante sang. He moved to make himself a plate of food.
"Shut up Dante" Vergil growled but followed to make his own plate.
"You two are gonna have devil babies, and I'm going to be an uncle before you know it." Vergil sent a hard kick to Dante's shin before making his way to the living room with his
plate. He knew it was childish but he couldn't help it, Dante pissed him off sometimes.
He silently sat between Lady and Trish who both sent him concerned looks. They apparently had heard Dante's yelp as this foot made contact. Vergil ignored the look and focused on the television.
"Ow you asshole. that shit hurt! What the hell do have in that boot of yours." Dante limped into the living room. He was planning on sitting next to Lady but since their was no room, he decided to sit on the armchair. Vergil waited until his brother was seated before sending a quick glance his way.
"A foot." Lady and Trish laughed at the sarcastic remark before quietly finishing their food. Lady stood from her seat and grabbed the empty plates from her friends.
"Dante, come help me clean the kitchen." Dante released a groan of irritation before following the pregnant woman into the kitchen. He watched as she placed the dishes in the sink and began washing them. Dante moved the put the leftovers in the fridge before sitting on the counter top next to the sink.
"You wanted to talk to me?" Lady wasn't surprised that Dante knew the reason for asking his help. He was always better at reading her then most.
"What happened earlier, why did you almost attack Trish? You know I can handle things on my own, I hate when people treat me like a child." Dante raised a brow at the question. He might as well let it all out now.
"I wasn't treating you like a child, I just lost control of my feeling for a moment." Lady looked at the man in disbelief.
"Lost control of your feelings for a moment? Dante your Devil almost came out."
"Yeah, my Devil was just trying to protect what it saw as a mate." Lady looked confused for a moment.
"Its mate? Who the hell does your devil view as its mate." Dante raised a brow at the brunette. Was that jealousy he detected in her voice?
"Well since I'm in love with you then of course it views you as it's mate." The man waited patiently for Lady to catch on and almost laughed himself off the counter at the look on her face.
"You what?" Dante jumped off the counter before placing his arms on both sides of Lady, firmly trapping her between the counter and himself.
"I love you. I was going to tell you earlier but I was interrupted." Dante watched her pale face turn deep red. He liked the look on her face, he made a promise to himself to make her blush more often.
Lady couldn't breath. Was Dante serious, or just messing with her. Was Trish right? Would it seriously be alright if her and Dante were involved in that kind of relationship? If they became a couple? Lady wasn't sure but there was one thing she discovered after the conversation with Trish. Her thoughts always lingered on the man in front of her. Only people in love did that, right? Since she had never been in an actual relationship before Lady wasn't sure, but she might be willing to learn about love and relationship if it involved Dante.
"I... I... I think my water just broke."