Disclaimer: I don't own Devil May Cry.

If you read Centuries, you've read these before. I decided to make collections of my work in some pairings, and separate out those drabbles to go in those collections, to make them easier for people to find.

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1. Frozen – Lady

Lady was sticking around! Just until she had someplace else to go. He needed someplace else to go, he didn't want to crash at Enzo's forever, even if his old agent wouldn't evict an old friend with a pair of 45s.

But the real reason she was sticking around was because she was sneezing like hell. Out in the rain most of the night, she'd asked him what he'd expected before throwing a used tissue at him.

He'd bragged about not getting sick. She'd looked at him like he…

Suddenly this hadn't seemed like such a great thing after all.

2. Health – Lady

Chicken soup. He made her chicken soup. The Campbell's kid, out of a can, but still. Chicken soup.

She should have just left after the tower vanished.

She must have caught the cold here. This Enzo's place was a pigsty. Pizza boxes and beer bottles everywhere, posters of half-naked women on the walls. Dirty clothes serving as a carpet.

It was all Dante's fault.

And he had the gall to look at her sheepishly, look after her, and be immune to human things like colds. She wanted to shoot him. Just one more time, he'd survive. Bang!

Temperature 104 degrees.

3. Topping – For Gryffindorstef, AU of my ficverse, L/D

"I can't believe I'm," kiss, "doing this."

"Believe it, Lady." His hand was wandering around under her half-unbuttoned shirt.

"I should be clobbering you for what you did to my motorcycle, not, oooh, do that again." She shivered and pressed closer.

He smiled. "It's part of my evil plot. I'm distracting you so my skull remains intact. Aren't I doing a good job?"

"Bastard."

"Hey, my parents were married." He tried to push her back against the couch. She pushed back.

"You're putting on a condom, and I'm calling the shots tonight."

"Who says?"

"You owe me for the bike."

4. Spice – prompt 'mulled wine' from Vampy Sparda

"My mom made this." He'd found the wine at Love Planet's ruins.

Lady blinked. "Your mom used to give you wine?" It didn't taste like wine. Nutmeg and cloves?

"Heating destroys the alcohol." Dante drank some more. "She used to make it on cold nights, and let me tell you, in the Alps, there were a lot of cold nights."

"The Alps? Then what are you doing in New York?" She took another drink, looking out at the snow outside Dante's ruined shop.

"This is where my mom used to hunt."

Lady nodded, and rested her hand on Kalina Ann.

5. Selection – D/L (Lady's cutscene abilities, not gameplay)

She was going to die. Lady… Mary, that was what the nutcase had said her name was, was going to die.

Her leg hadn't healed. She wasn't even carrying any blue orbs! One scythe, and she would be down! She was packing major painkillers, clearly, but eventually her only-human endurance was going to give out.

It had given out. She was stopping for a rest.

The demon in him didn't care. She'd take a few with her, and that would be less for him to fight. Demons believed only the strong deserved to survive.

The human in him fought her.

6. Silent Night - D/L – Splendidshadows

"I think we got the last of them." Dante holstered his guns, Ebony and Ivory.

"You look disappointed." Lady leaned Kalina Ann against a wall and sat down. She needed a breather.

Dante shrugged, still standing. Still without a drop of sweat. "It's what I live for."

Lady considered. "You know," pant, "That's a really horrible thing to live for." She fanned herself.

Dante shrugged again. "Haven't got much else." How could he say that and still grin?

She was silent.

He was silent.

"Live for me."

"Really?"

"You have to pay me for the bike. And those late charges."

7. Eradicator – just got the Spellcaster's Judgment deck thanks to moonymonster

So many demons, so little time.

It was a rush to kill them. It satisfied his devilish craving for blood and destruction and his human craving for vengeance.

Sure, there was the satisfaction of a job well done, the knowledge that people were alive because of him.

But it was what was dead because of him that was the important thing.

Stamping out the vermin. It was what he lived for.

Until her.

He'd failed everyone he'd tried to protect before her. He'd almost given up on it. Almost given up on himself.

He'd saved her and that saved him.

8. Table

He kicked it, sending it spinning through the air to slam into the almost-dead demon, causing it to explode into sand in a very satisfactory way. He grinned and jumped on the now upside-down table and with a kick sent it gliding across the floor, spinning and shooting and hollering.

"Dante, you almost hit me!" Lady shot in his general direction.

He pouted. "I never miss, Lady! It's your fault for letting that demon get right behind you!" A bullet flew by her head.

She spun around. It was almost twenty feet away. "You almost gave me a heart attack!"

9. D/L

He'd brought her Godiva chocolates. The box was held out while he wore a hopeful expression.

"Thanks you." She reached out and took the box. Keep it friendly, Lady. You need him to train you. He clearly still has feelings for you. Don't run like the devil is after you, you need him to train you so you can kill them all. Don't break his heart for the same reason.

She hadn't had good chocolates in… had it been that long? She moaned softly in delight, sinfully dark rich chocolate coating her tongue.

Sweet. So sweet. So sweet of him.

10. White Candy – prompt from Nemi

Mint. Used for healing, protection, travel, sex and prosperity. And fresh breath.

He popped back a few of the white mint candies he had found in Ebony and Ivory's stash. He pitied the bacterium that tried to survive in his mouth, but tomato and meat weren't very pleasant scents to humans, although he liked them.

He and Lady had been friends for years now. Friends. Allies. She was just coming over because she needed some spellbooks. No big deal.

So why was he combing his hair, straightening his coat, doing all sorts of crazy normal things? He was over her!

11. Unrequited – prompt from Nemi

Hero worship.

He'd seen it in women's eyes before. After all, he had the body of a god, and he saved a lot of people. Knight in body armor. Even the people who should have known better, who knew what he was sometimes had it. Trish. Lucia, right now.

People were grateful. He saved him and they loved him for it.

All except the one he'd wanted to feel that way. The first women, girl really, he'd gone into battle for.

She'd even given him a favor to carry into battle showing he fought for her. But no champion's kiss.