Note: Okay, I'm glad the last chapter was liked. I hope you like this one too.

BloodyDemonEmpress: Thank you. I don't really like her either but I thought I'd at least show her some respect since she works with Dante. Thank you for your review.

Sanctuary of Darkness: Devon was supposed to seem creepy. You'll find out later on, like in the next chapter. And I guess Virgil at least spends most of his time watching DMC. And you are right about who Devon's boss is. Great guess, though I don't know if it was actually that hard to figure out.

If anyone else wants to guess who Devon's boss is, e-mail your guess. And for comments, questions, suggestions etc. Go ahead and put them in your reviews or e-mail them. Well, on with the story.

Dante read the note and tried to decide if the terms written were actually real. The note read:

Bring the girl to the park on the night of the full moon. We will trade, your partner for you and the human. If you refuse, your partner dies.

Your dear Rona's friend,

Devon.

He would have done it willingly if it was just he but it included Rona. And why did the note specify the full moon? Wouldn't it have just been easier to say midnight? It would have given them less time to think of retaliation. Or did the demon want them to fight back? Did he want them to fight at the risk of Trish's life?

"He took her, didn't he?" Dante heard Rona's voice.

He turned to see her standing in the entrance to the kitchen. The blank look in her eyes had been replaced by a look of knowledge that he hadn't seen there before. Her face looked pale but not so much that it was disturbing to him. "Yes." Dante answered. "He wants us to come for her on the full moon. He wants us to trade ourselves for her."

"Then we'll do it." Rona took a step towards him. "And… I want you to have this back. If I die, I don't want to die thinking that I've abandoned you." She pulled off the ring and placed it in the center of his palm. Closing his hand over the ring, Rona added, "And I don't want you to risk your life for me. Don't try to fight." She looked up into his eyes. "Don't try to save me." She turned away and left the kitchen.

Wondering what she was planning to do, Dante followed her to the back of the house.

"I need you to train me again." Rona spoke. "I need him to think I'm a bigger threat than you."

"You can't even lift any of my swords." Dante replied. "How are you supposed to fight a full blooded demon?"

"I'm just a distraction. You'll be getting Trish out while I'm fighting Banith. Trish will need you more than I will. I'll be dying anyways, I might as well die fighting." She turned to him. "Will you help me?"

"I won't help you die." Dante said in a low voice. "If I'm not there, no one will be there to save you. I can't let you die when I can stop it."

"But you can't stop it." Rona whispered. "I'm human. I'm already dying. I just want the chance to die with the knowledge that I've protected the people I care about most."

"Don't try to be a hero." He grabbed her arm and threw her against the wall. "You'll break too easily if you try."

Rona tried to twist out of his firm grip. "I'm not trying to be a hero." She growled back. "If Banith doesn't kill me, Virgil will. I don't want him to remember that. He's suffered enough already. One more death on his conscience isn't what he needs."

Dante let her go. Taking a few steps away from her and quietly agreed to train her again. "But," He turned back towards her. "I want you to keep this ring." With two long strides he reached her and slid the ring back on her finger. "If you die, I want you to die as my girl."

"But I'm no man's girl." She answered.

"You're mine." He whispered.

Rona smiled. "When should we start?"

"After we spend some time together." He gently brushed her hair behind her ears. "I want our last hours before the fight to be good. I want to hear you laugh one more time before…"

Rona gently kissed him before saying, "As you wish."

Their first stop was the mall. Dante couldn't understand why she would want to go to the mall when she already had clothes. It didn't take long for him to regret letting her decide.

"The toys section?" He asked, wishing they had gone to a bar or something.

Rona picked up a couple of toy swords and threw one to Dante. "On guard." She said after taking a fighting stance.

"You've got to be joking." Dante mumbled.

"Come on." Rona tapped Dante with the plastic sword. "My brother and I used to do this all the time."

Dante suddenly knocked her sword out of her hand and set his blade against her throat. "I win." He said with a smirk.

Rona smiled and grabbed another sword. "This time, you don't get such an easy win."

She waited for Dante to make the first move. With a swift lunge, Dante expected to catch her unaware. He smiled when he saw her sidestep and smack his butt with the sword. "You've done that before." Rona exclaimed. "Don't go easy on me because I'm human."

"Okay." Dante said before striking her sword. "Lets go."

With an eager smile, Rona prepared for the attack. She made the first move this time, lunging at Dante and dropping to the floor to catch his sword above her head. "This is fun." She commented before rolling out of the way of his kick.

Dante laughed and threw her sword again. "That's two wins for me." He said before pulling Rona into a hug and nuzzling her neck. "Can we leave now?"

"I guess we can." She answered, pulling away. "Where should we go next?"

"The theater. They're playing some horror movie."

"Just don't expect me to hold onto you. Movies don't scare me." She put her hand in his and let him lead her to the theater.

Just as she had said, she didn't hold onto Dante because of the movie scaring her. Instead, she held onto him because she was tired. She laid her head on his shoulder and her hands limply around his arm.

Dante looked down at her calm face, the calm of a peaceful dream. He remembered seeing her like this the first time she had arrived, so peaceful and angelic. But this time she seemed to hide a secret as she slept. It almost seemed that if Dante had asked her what she was hiding, she would try to change the subject.

The movie ended and Dante carried Rona out to his bike. He was tempted to just hold her and drive but didn't want a ticket. He wasn't concerned that he would drop her, he never would. But he didn't want her to wake up because of a cop pulling him over.

"Rona." He whispered softly. "Wake up, it's time to go."

"I'm already awake." She answered, her eyes still closed.

"No you aren't." Dante argued with a smile. "Open your eyes, baby."

Rona opened her eyes and smiled at Dante. "I guess this means our night is over."

Dante nodded. "But you can at least sleep and dream of a better night." He answered. He set her on her feet and climbed on the bike, later helping her so she wouldn't fall over the other side.

"I'll be dreaming of you." Rona whispered against his back.

They were back at Devil May Cry. Rona was still half asleep, forcing Dante to carry her in and put her to bed. He wondered of Trish was okay. He doubted Banith would do anything to hurt her, but still worried about it. He also wondered if it was the right thing that they did, going out before training. But then, what else was he supposed to do? Trish could take care of herself. And he needed something to remember Rona by. Something to let him know that she still loved him.

Dante started for the door to the bedroom until he heard Rona whimper.

"I love you…" She whispered in her sleep, the last part being too muddled to understand.

He went back to her and gently caressed her cheek. "Who are you talking to?" He whispered.

"I forgive you." She whispered back.

Dante smiled. Not knowing what he should do, he lay down beside her and moved her head onto his chest. Closing his eyes, he whispered to Rona, "I love you too."

Note: Sorry that these chapters are kind of short. The ending is kind of coming a little faster than I had planned. If you have any suggestions, don't hesitate to tell me.