Shade: Hey, I'm back everyone. Sorry that I've taken so long in posting this. I blame my evil computer…

Moon: You mean my evil computer, right?

Shade: Shut up, Nee-chan! Dante do the Disclaimer!

Dante: Those two are weirdos, any ways ShadeSparda doesn't own DMC or any of its characters.

The Meeting

14 Years Later

(Shade's POV)

I have emerald colored eyes, soft short red hair, and I'm white as hell. I don't really remember how I started living with Mistrell, but I've been living with for about 14 years. She's like my mom, a really sexy mom, but I'm not going into that right now. Nuuva (Nova) is like my dad because he protects me, and Drago is like my older brother (Just don't piss him off or he'll kill you). And then there is Tenshi, my annoying friend who happens to be an exiled Wolf demon, but this isn't her story.

Right now I'm listening to my ipod and just wandering the streets; while Tenshi in her "normal" wolf form follows me at a discreet distance (By the way this is the only reason that Drago tolerates her). I'm wearing a black T-shirt, a small green plaid vest, dark super skinny jeans, goth boots, a small purse backpack, and a tuxedo tailed jacket. Probably not what you see in this town; where all the girls wear frilly little colored dresses…That is, except for a bare few.

Thud, thud, thud, I heard footsteps behind me. Okay this guy has been following me for the past ten to fifteen minutes, and it is starting to piss me off.

(Third Person POV)

Shade walks a bit further, just to get to her house. At the steps she abruptly stops and turns.

(Shade's POV)

"Hey, you, I know you've been following me. Why don't you come over and talk to me, and not to be a creepy ass STALKER!" I yell loudly. Luckily no one really lives over here, except for my strange ass family, when they're home, that is.

The guy comes closer so I can see him. He has white hair, but looks to be about twenty-five years old. Has lots of red on, like a trench coat, vest, and pants. The rest is black like his boots, shirt, fingerless gloves, and buckles. He also has gorgeous ice blue eyes, and muscle.

Right now all I can think is, 'OH MY CHEEZ, he is hot with a capital H.'

"Wha-what's your name stalker?" 'Agaa… I can't believe I just stuttered. Okay, look like you can kick his ass with a look. Though, he probably has a really cute one. Agaaa…don't think like that!' I shrieked to myself in my head.

(Dante's POV)

'WOW, this girl is strange, cute though. She looks like a human, but I can't help, but feel like there's just something about her that's off.' I thought as I took in the steaming red head in front of me. "Dante's, my name is Dante," I told her the truth, no point in lying…right?

"I've heard of you…you own Devil May Cry, right?" Why are you following me? Go bug off!" she yelled surprisingly loud again.

"Yes, and you shouldn't be out this late kid. And I'm not a stalker," that last bit I said sounded a little too harsh even for me.

"One, I'm not a kid. I'm nineteen, you Dumbass, and two, I AM home. Now you can leave! Or my quote, unquote brother, Drago might be in tonight and decide to kick your bloody ass." 'Mmmm…. Sounds pissed, shouldn't have called her a kid,' I thought. 'Wait, who did she say her brother was … She said, Drago, right? Crap, I knew there was something that was off about her!' I let out a soft breath.

"Well are you going to leave now or what?" I knew that she was pissed, but if looks could kill.

"Before I go, can you tell me your name so that I don't call you kid next time?" I asked politely, because I genuinely wanted to know.

"I guess that's a good idea. My name is Shade, bye now Dante." She stood there still glaring at me, obviously waiting for me to leave. 'Ouch I must've really pissed her off, and I still want to know how she can live with Drago, he could kill her pretty easily,' I thought watching her.

Then I heard a voice come from inside, "Shade, honey, I know you're outside. Hurry in side, it's dangerous out there this late. Say goodbye to your friend and come inside." The female voice shouted through an open window.

Then the girl called back, "Coming Mistrell." Turning to me again she glared. "Get lost Dante," she said her voice filled with ice.

(Shade POV)

'I can't believe I said all those things to him. He was soooo, hot. I shouldn't have said all those things, and I am so hoping for a next time,' I thought as I ran into my room and jumped onto my bed. "Oh, Dante, I wish you were closer to my age! Cheez, you are so SEXY. Though I would like to know what type of guitar you play…"

(Third Person POV)

A sudden crash was heard in the house, and then a shout, "Hey, that's my room!"outraged.

"Hmmm…Dad and Drago are home. Wait I just fixed that wall yesterday! Come on!" Shade said a little ticked off now. Shade ran down the stairs lighting fast, now very pissed off.

Shade: Well, I'll stop this chapter here. I know that it's been a long wait for this so please review to encourage me to write faster.

Moon: She does need to encouragement to make her Writer's block kick the bucket.

Dante: These two are crazy.

Moon and Shade: Thank You, we consider that a completment.

Dante: See what I mean, crazy… with a capital 'C'.