Chapter 15. Oy…sorry it's been awhile. I had gotten sick, and let me tell ya, it was pretty damn horrible. I was throwing up all over the place and…couldn't sleep much because of this and…yeah, I hope I don't get sick like that ever again. Oh, and the pain in my tummy…can you say excruciating? Yeah…well, I feel a little better now. But, I couldn't email anyone…or update my livejournal or anything like that. I missed my track meet on Tuesday…-sigh- I wonder if any of my friends missed me as well? Well, tomorrow I will be going back to school. –Smile- And looking pretty. I got my hair done! So yeah, it really sucked, because the night I had gotten my hair done…two to three hours later I woke up sick. Bleh…. Well yeah, not everyone wants to hear that though. But…I don't think that I can run track anymore, because well…I'm not eating right, and I've lost some weight…so…maybe next year folks. –Sniffle- Plus, it really hasn't been the same without Bryce-kun. He's my best-friend…and like…I miss having his happy-go-lucky self on the track. . It's like, I'll be all tired and say: "I can't run anymore…" And then he'll smile and say: "Come on Jes, you can do it." No…I can't. . But it's always nice to have someone believe in you…. Wow…I feel so frail now…. Lots of my buddies say that I look like Violet from The Incredibles. Do you know how skinny that girl was? Well…since I am now 101 pounds, I feel that skinny. Only, my ass is a lot more shapelier…but still…well, on with the disclaimer! >.
Disclaimer: I don't know what I can do to get Capcom off of my back… . I mean, you think giving them all of the credit would do it…I don't know what else to do! Maybe they enjoy harassing me…who knows? Well, I don't own Devil May Cry 3, or anything affiliated with it…yada yada…all that jazz…and yeah, that pretty much sums it up. Hey! I've got it! Maybe if I started working for Capcom…well no…never mind…-Eyes shift from side to side- That's what they want. They want me to succumb to the Capcom-li-ness…but I won't do it! Never! Alrighty, on with the story…
Three days go by, and Lady is up and about once again.
"So…are you going to stay here or what?" Dante asked.
"Of course not." She said.
Dante nodded.
Lady glared.
Dante laughed. "What? I haven't done anything but try to help you…and you always give me this death glare…what's up with that?"
"Oh shut up. You're just out to make me the bad guy…" she said.
Dante sighed. Then he walked over to her and pulled her close. "I can be the bad guy if that's what you like." He said with a smirk.
Lady shoved him away. "Get away from me…jackass…"
"Hey, you're not injured anymore, I figured I might try to pull a fast one on ya." He said with a shrug.
Lady rolled her eyes.
A smile curved on Dante's lips. He had the grandest idea. He picked up the phone.
Lady raised an eyebrow.
Dante looked at a piece of paper and dialed what was written on it.
"Yes…Heidi?" he asked.
Lady felt her insides burn. 'You goddamned bastard.' She thought with a smirk, 'If you even think that you'll get me to overreact over some little whore…you've got another thing coming…'
"Yeah, this is Dante. How've you been?" he asked.
He chuckled. "Oh…I'm sorry…yeah, I think I can arrange that…"
Lady rolled her eyes. She walked over to the window.
"Really? Whipped Cream?" he asked, "And you want to put that where?"
Lady spun around. "Okay, can you take that conversation else where?" she growled.
Dante burst with laughter. He hung up the phone. "I wasn't even talking to anyone but the operator."
Lady glared. Then she burst with laughter. "I'll bet she thought you were crazy."
"He…yeah…I think he was actually enjoying it…a lot…" Dante said with a smile.
Lady laughed harder.
Dante put down the piece of paper and walked over to her. He kissed her.
Lady pulled away. "What…what are you doing?" she asked softly.
"Well if I'm not mistaken…I was just kissing you…" he said with a chuckle.
"We…we can't…" Lady said.
"Why not?" he asked.
"Because…" she said.
"Because I'm the big bad half demon…and you're the little girl who hates demons…I've heard that from you too many times before…" he said, "What I think…is that you're afraid…"
Lady shoved him aside. "What do you think? You're not serious."
Dante raised an eyebrow. He smiled.
Lady turned around, trying to hold back her pain and tears. "That smile…I hate that smile. Truth is, I love it every time you goddamned smile." She said.
"Because it's soooo sexy?" he asked with a smirk.
"Shut up." She said.
"I think you love hating me." He said.
Lady smiled. "Maybe…"
He walked over to her and held her. "I can deal with that…as long as I know you don't truly hate me."
"I don't." she whispered.
"Then let's try this again…" he said, looking down at her and kissing her soft and full lips.
Fire swept through her, and she felt Dante's hands caressing her smooth skin. He unhooked her bra as he kissed her neck. She moaned as she felt his hands roam onto her breasts, teasing her soft nipples.
Lady rolled off of the couch. "Ow." She moaned. She sat up. 'Yet another dream?' she thought, a little disappointed.
"Are you alright down there?" Dante asked from his desk. Apparently he was on the phone.
"I don't think it's very comfortable down here…but I'm okay." She said.
"Uh, could you hold on before you get up?" he asked.
Lady heard the sound of a zipper…zipping.
"Okay, you're good." He said.
Lady looked at him suspiciously. "I don't want to know."
"And you don't have to." He said with a grin.
"You are so goddamned disgusting." Lady said.
"So you want to meet later?" Dante asked the person on the other line, "Okay."
Then he hung up.
"Who was that?" Lady asked.
"Oooo…why are we so interested?" he asked.
Lady rolled her eyes. "Oh whatever. Why would I be interested in one of your stank whores?"
Dante raised an eyebrow. "I don't know…why would you?"
Lady slammed her fists on his desk. "I'm getting sick of your stupid games." She growled.
"Oh really? I didn't know I was playing one…" he said with a look of puzzlement.
"That's because you've been playing it for so long that you don't even realize it anymore." She said.
She climbed onto his desk and grabbed Dante by the trench coat.
"So it's time I've played a game all my own." She said, and she kissed him. Then she shoved him back into his chair.
"My Lady…such ferocity." Dante said with a smile. She climbed on top of his lap and ripped open her shirt.
"I might as well get this off of my chest…Dante, I want you—okay? But there's no sense in my saying that if you're just going to have the upper hand all of the time..." Lady said in his ear, while her hand dropped down to grab his semi-hard cock outside of his soft leather pants.
He growled softly. "Well…you've got me where you want me…" he said, "I don't see how I could possibly have the upper hand this time…"
Lady smiled and kissed him again. She moaned when she felt his hands slid up her skirt and underneath her black spandex shorts, cupping her ass. She tried to pull away to catch her breath, but Dante held on to her bottom lip gently with his teeth, gently sucking on her fleshy lips. He kissed her neck and she leaned her head back. Soon they were on top of Dante's desk. Dante placed small kisses all over her body, pulling down her black shorts.
The phone rang.
Dante grunted and knocked the phone off of the desk.
"Hello? Hello?" a voice said.
Lady rolled her eyes. "Will you answer that?" she asked.
Dante sighed and picked up the phone. "Devil Never Cry…how may I help you?" he asked.
"It's me. Heidi." A perky voice on the other end said.
"Oh…right…" he said, very uninterested at this point in time…
"I thought you were supposed to be meeting me?" she said.
"I…am kind of in the middle of something…" he said.
Silence.
"Hello?" he asked.
"I can't talk…I see these demon things…I gotta go…" Heidi whispered.
"Heidi? Wait, I--" Dante said, but was cut off by the sound of a phone hanging up.
"Heidi? Who the hell is that?" Lady asked with a growl.
"Oh…uh…no one…important…" Dante said, rubbing his neck. 'Shit…' he thought.
Lady stood up and pushed him. "Don't fucking lie to me!"
"Alright, I was going to go fuck her, right about now, is that what you want to hear?" he said.
"If it's the truth, yes, you ass!" she said, grabbing her shorts off of the floor.
"I…didn't mean that…" he said, cursing himself inwardly.
"Yes, you did. It's only in your nature. You have needs remember?" Lady said, "I was just another one of your little dolls…that's all this is to you…a game. I apologize for forgetting."
"Well…I can't talk now, Heidi needs saving…so…when I get back, we're going to talk." Dante said.
"Just get the fuck out of my face and go on your little escapade—okay?" Lady said, pulling up her shorts.
"Seriously, she's in trouble…" Dante said.
"Oh, is that what the little bitch told you? Yeah, she must enjoy role-playing." Lady snorted.
Dante shook his head. "We'll talk later." He grabbed his guns and ran out of Devil Never Cry.
Lady sighed heavily and plopped herself down on the couch. She couldn't hold back the tears of her anger. They fell steadily down her face.
'I was a fool to think that Dante would actually want only me…' she thought, 'The bastard is unfaithful as they come…once a whore always a whore…'
She figured a little demon hunting would make her feel better. She grabbed her guns and walked out of Devil Never Cry.
