Note: lol – thanks EyeoftheTigerKissoftheDragon that was really sweet! XD Well – I hope you like it and sorry if it's a bit too short lol

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The abandoned train station was one of Dante's solitary retreats, where he could easily dispatch of any enemies that were stupid enough to come his way, and there he could think with ease. However, the reason he was there today wasn't because he wanted to wonder in peace, no – it was because, this was a place that he visited more often than not, and he was going on a hopeful whim that she might just be there.

Upon entry, nothing seemed amiss; everything seemed to be as it should be. With a heavy sigh, Dante turned to leave when a sudden noise behind an upturned train caught his attention and from the corner of his eye he caught sight of a faded trouser leg, belonging to jeans that were all too familiar for him.

Moving stealthily to the vehicle, Dante peeked behind it and his heart melted, there she was sleeping like a small child, her beautiful face free of her 'trademark smirk' and any anxiety or mocking, sleeping – there was only unmarred innocence on open display. Dante couldn't remember ever witnessing anything more beautiful in his life. His breath he quietened as he crouched, bringing himself closer to her comatose form. He wasn't going to do anything to her she was too good for that, but he just loved the way she looked when she slept.

Suddenly her eyes opened, and she smiled softly at him. "You found me," she stated simply before standing with the speed of an eye blink. "Within the space of two days – now that's what I call an improvement," she grinned teasingly, and Dante found himself trying hard to recover from a minor heart attack.

"Of course," he managed to return with his usual ice cool disposition.

"Well then, the third letter of my name is 'C', like 'catch me if you can'," she grinned as she began to fly in her devil trigger form. "Catch me and I'll answer any question you throw at me – albeit one, so make it a good one, and a hint of where I'll be next," she loved her 'play time'; and Dante was more than willing to play.

"As you wish," and with that a little game of 'tag' ensued, with 'Arc' flying one way in a demon form that was both angelic yet demonic, and sweet to the eyes. Most demons were a white or black or red hue, but no, this woman's demon form was an exquisite royal blue streaked with extraordinary silver. Her wings were of the same mythril silver as the wire of her discs; her top was a ripped blue motif with a streak of silver cutting through it diagonally while her skirt had a midway parting, whose colour was blue and silver entwined, like the rare eye colour, beautiful. Dante would chase after her with surprising speed, but no matter how fast he went, Arc was always that little bit faster. How does she manage THAT! He contemplated raggedly; never before had he met an opponent so… so annoyingly on par with him.

Eventually, Arc ran herself into a corner, realising her mistake too late for Dante was quick to seize the opportunity of trapping her when it represented himself for as she swiftly turned to exit, Dante caught her as she moved to run out and brought them both crashing into the opposite wall, bodies momentarily entwined; both their ragged breaths mixing as Arc raised her head to face him.

"I – got – you," he managed to proclaim with all the triumph his breathlessness would allow him.

"I – can – see – that," she returned with a small laugh as she settled into his grip, lessening the tension in his body and the grip he had on her wrists eased as well, knowing that she had given herself in defeat; but being partial demons in the least, they both regained their breaths with inhuman quickness. "So – your question, what is it?"

"How do you know me?" she smiled up at him.

"I know you because of a promise entrusted to me by a certain red haired demon called Lucia," she saw the spark of recognition lighting the boy's youthful features. "She… wanted me to… to thank you. She's gone back to Matier, she wanted me to give you something… but – I don't want to give it to you just yet," she grinned, and Dante eased his leg between hers.

"What is it?" he murmured close to her ear.

"Uh-uh-uh, one question, remember?" she reminded him in her taunting manner. "Besides… wouldn't that spoil the point of this little 'kiss chase'?" she laughed, and Dante suddenly found himself pinning thin air against the wall and turning he found the demon girl glancing back at him, smiling. He hadn't even been aware that she'd moved.

"So… where will you be next?" he asked, his voice husky.

"Hm… look for me by an old churchyard, but… I won't be there for at least a day, maybe two. I have something to attend to, but look for me there, and there I'll be," and with that she sauntered away, leaving Dante to stare after her, before a small smile lit his lips.

"Ok – by the church yard, I'll seek you out in two days' time." He already had his next question in mind.

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¦coughs¦ that was a bit… well – anyway, I hope it wasn't too much info! Lol