Domo Arigatou!! Everyone likes my story!! Except description. If you want to put this on your site or something like that, you can just ask. Quite frankly I didn't think any body wanted to read that. But if that's what you want.......







Lola slept peacefully on Dante's shoulder while he rested his head on hers. He could sense Trish coming over. He could hear her boots across the hardwood floor. Hopefully she would go away on her own and not bother him. He responded before her hand touched his shoulder.

" What?"

Trish smiled. She should have known she couldn't sneak up on him. With someone like Lola to protect his senses would be peaked for the rest of forever.

" I just thought you'd like to explain why you came into MY place of business at this time of night?"

" YOU'RE place of business? Listen here 'I-got-a-job Barbie', this is MY franchise. MY business. And I'll come into MY business whenever I d*** well please."

" Whatever. What's the problem?"

" Can't you come back tomorrow?"

She pulled him away from Lola so fast he hit the floor before she hit the pillows. But due to her heat source being removed she woke up.

" Ow! That hurt you know!"

She looked up at them.

" Am I interrupting something?"

Dante yanked away.

" She wishes. Go back to sleep Lola. You're not missing anything."

Lola didn't believe him, but she went back to sleep anyway." So what brings you back to New York?" Trish asked going over to sit on the desk.

" She does. I think she's part demon. But the readings I get from her are a bit different than yours or any other demon."

" What else can she be?"

" If I knew that, I wouldn't be here asking you would I?"

" Tou-chy. Well, I get what you mean on the readings part. But I can't tell what she is. She's got something like a demon thing going on."

Dante turned to look at Lola. She was resting again. Curled up in a ball to retain heat. Her carmel skin shined in the moonlight. Her black hair seemed to sparkle a little at the small fire they had going. He smiled a little at the sight. It had been a long time since he'd seen a peaceful sight as this. He didn't hear Trish calling out to him.

" Yo! Demon boy!!"

" Huh?"

" Did you hear what I said?"

" Oh, nah, I was thinking."

" Well, maybe you should just go back to what's left of Mallet Island. You opened up another gate there. You can do it again."

" Yeah, but that doesn't make this any easier to understand. I know I killed Mundus. But who, or what as the case has been, would want Lola?"

Both looked over to the sleeping subject of their conversations. She was still in a ball. Trish chunked a paper weight at Dante.

" Ow!! What'd you do that for?!"

" Sh!! Go give her your jacket."

" What?!"

" She's cold stupid! Act like you got sense and give her your jacket!"

Dante grumbled something as he made his way over to Lola while removing his red jacket. He placed it over her body. Lola stopped shivering and snuggled into his jacket, taking in his scent and giving her a feel of security. Dante couldn't help the smirk that developed on his face. He brushed some of her hair from her face. He started to walk away.

" Dante....?"

He turned.

" Yeah?"

" ......Thank you."

He smiled again and shook his head.

" You're welcome kid."

A thump on the floor caught his attention. He turned to see Trish waking up from falling off the desk after nodding off. He laughed to himself at the sight.

" Smooth move."

She looked at him in a sleepy mad way.

" Shut your hole Wang-Chung!"

She picked herself up off the ground and went towards the door.

" I'm going home. You're staying with little-miss-demon-mystery."

She walked out the door before he could argue. He shouted after her.

" You're a sore loser Trish! That ain't attractive! Ain't attractive at all!"