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Dante
Nero and I became somewhat friends as days went by. He would come by in the morning to find me cleaning while Dante and Trish where either asleep, or out. I didn't like doing it while they were here because of Dante's comments about how it would be more attractive if I was in a maid outfit, which normally lead Trish into a fight with him.
Trish and I had become fast friends. She was kinda quiet and cold, but she offered help when I needed it. Since I had refused to wear Dante's clothes anymore, she started offering me some of her's, which wasn't much better.
I wore a pair of black leather shorts that I suppose were suppose to be sexy, but I wasn't as big in…some areas as Trish so they stopped at my mid thigh, the shirt I wore was a black tube top. Kyrie had also given me a couple things like panties and bras. She was closer to my size than Trish, so it was better.
Today though was a slow day in Devil May Cry. No early morning missions, meaning Dante was at home base, and Trish had left to go follow her own agenda. Dante had fallen asleep leaning back in his chair with his feet up, a magazine over his face as he let out a slight snore. I was reading a book that Nero had brought. It was something Kyrie had already read and she offered it to me, so he brought it over.
I noticed that Kyrie didn't come over to the office much. I had only seen her here once, and that was when Nero was to shy to bring me a bag of women's underpants. Even then she seemed in a hurry to leave. I didn't quite understand it.
Dante let out another small snore and I looked up. I couldn't say I didn't expect this of him, but still…
I dog-eared my page and put it down, looking at Dante with a devious grin. I had gotten a rotten idea. I stood up and tip-toed around his desk until I came to his chair. The back of his head was to me, so I could peek at his face under the shadow of the magazine and saw that he was indeed asleep, mouth agape. I slowly reached over and opened a drawer to his desk. He had a video camera in it (for whatever reason) and it had an empty memory, so I turned it on record and placed it on the desk just so, allowing you to see him at the perfect angle.
I hurried up stairs and into the room that Dante had been forced to fix for me. He hadn't taken everything out, only moved it around and some stuff into boxes. I knew that in one box was a bunch of things he had gotten just because, and in it I found a blow horn. I giggled as I hurried quietly back down stairs and around to the side of his chair.
I moved the horn slowly to his ear, but in the camera you could only see my hand, and plugged one of my ears with the other hand and shut my eyes tight…
BLLLLUGGG!!!
"Mother—" Dante jackknifed up so fast that he fell sideways out of his chair and onto the floor, cursing and scrambling to his knees, his arms on the desk as he franticly looked around, his eyes wide until they fell onto me.
I was laughing so hard at that point that I had to lean over, holding my stomach. My face was red and so was his, whether from anger or embarrassment I didn't know.
"Sydney!" Dante got up to his feet and tried to grab me.
I jumped out of his reach, grabbing the camera from the desk and trying to get the chase on tape.
Dante looked horrified, "You recorded that!?" he shouted, then tried to grab for me again, "Give it to me!" he ordered.
"No way!" I laughed, out of breath, "I'm showing this to everyone! It's pure gold!"
"GIVE IT NOW!" Dante roared as he lunged for me. I jumped onto the sofa and then over it, so he rammed into that and tried to reach over it to grab me. He missed and was forced to try and chase me around the office.
This went on for a few more minutes, but I'm only human, he's a demon hybrid. He eventually caught me around the waist and threw me onto the couch as I held the camera above my head, trying to keep it out of his reach while I pushed against his chest with my feet, laughing the entire time.
"GIVE IT HERE, SYDNEY!" he growled while I used my other hand to push against his chin.
"No! It's mine!" I laughed.
"It's MY camera!" he snapped.
"So!? It's my movie!" I laughed.
The door swung open with a chime, and I was distracted for a split second, so my hand slipped and Dante fell forward, having to brace his arms on either side of my head to keep from falling on me. My legs had bucked from under his chest, so they fell with one over the side and the other pinned against the couch by his thigh. We stared at each other for a while, a warm blush coming to my cheeks.
"What the hell is going on here!?" snapped Nero as he gritted his teeth in the doorway.
"N-Nero!" I gasped, Dante shooting up to his feet so that I could sit up, "I-It's not what it looks like!"
"She's a minor, Dante!" Nero was completely ignoring me.
"I didn't do anything," Dante crossed his arm, "It's her fault."
"Her fault!?" Nero shouted.
"My fault!?!" I glared at Dante, shooting to my feet, "You're the one who was chasing me!" I realized afterward that might not have been the best thing to say.
"Chasing!?" Nero came up and pulled me behind him, "What the hell do you think you're doing, you old pervert!?"
Dante glared, "Not like that, you fool!" he said, "She woke me up with a blow—"
"She did what!?" Trish came in next, "Sydney! What were you doing?!"
Dante threw his hands up, and I put my head in my hands. My reputation was going to be ruined after this.
"It was a blow horn!" Dante said, "She blew it in my ear while I was sleeping!"
"She blew what in your ear!?" Lady came in after Trish, the two of them obviously have been doing something together.
I finally gave up, "Look, I've got it on tape."
"That's kinky," Trish huffed.
Dante let out a loud "Ugh" and turned away, leaving Nero, Trish, and Lady to crowd around me while I rewound the tape. They watched it all the way up to the point where Nero came in, and then it stopped.
Nero was laughing so hard that I thought he might cry, Lady was trying not to look at Dante, but when she did she went into a fit of giggles, and Trish had one hand to he mouth as she tried to stop from laughing.
Dante, on the other hand, sat at his desk with his feet up, arms crossed and glaring, "She snuck up on me…" he said.
"O-Of course she did," Trish tried to say, but kept her mouth covered.
I was giggling as Lady patted my shoulder, trying to congratulate me, but she kept breaking off into laughs.
I looked at Dante with an apologetic smile, but he only scowled. Then I noticed Nero tip-toeing up behind with the same blow horn, and blew it again behind Dante. He jumped, looking kinda like a frightened cat, but he reached behind him into his gun belt and pulled ebony and started to fire and Nero.
Nero ran out of the way and went up to me, giving me the blow horn as he ran from Dante, who was shouting curses and insults as he chased Nero outside.
I laughed while Lady shouted for me to get this on tape too, Trish going to follow her as we all went outside to watch Dante, in his rage, start a battle with Nero.
I quickly started a new file and recorded the entire thing…
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Dante sat on the sofa after Nero had left. Trish was upstairs and Lady had gone home, leaving just me and him in the office past closing time.
He wasn't looking at me anymore, and my guess was that this was his version of the "cold shoulder". I had tried to make amends by sweeping up the mess he made from his fight in the office with Nero, I even cleaned his guns, but even though he seemed rather amused and pleased with my work, I didn't get a word from him.
I was adjusting his desk so that it was a bit better organized while he sat with one arm over the back the couch, the other on his knee, his head turned away from me. I sighed, putting my hand on my hip as I looked at him.
"Well?" I said, stepping towards him, "Are you just going to ignore me all day?"
I saw his eyes move, glancing at me, but then he just moved so that his knuckles were under his chin, not acknowledging me beyond that. I glared, and plopped down beside him, bring my legs up to sit with them crossed, looking at him.
He moved his leg so it was farther from me. I scowled, "That's real mature, Dante."
He didn't say anything.
"Come on," I tilted my head, "I said I was sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you," I nudged him, "But you can't say you wouldn't have done the same thing when given the chance, right?"
He moved slightly, seeming to relax as if he realized that yes, he would have. I smiled, "And it was kinda fun too. You got to fight Nero. And won!" Okay, so no one really won that fight, but I was tying to appeal to that side of a man who always wants to think he wins.
I saw a faint smirk on Dante's face, but then it was gone. He was trying not to smile.
I frowned, then tugged on his sleeve. No response. I tugged harder. Still nothing. Annoyed, I pinched his skin hard with my nails. This time, I got a reaction.
"Ouch!" he said, pulling his arm away and glaring at me.
I smiled, "So you know I'm here now!" I said, "Would you talk to me, please? I said I was sorry, and I meant it. Please," I clasped my hands together, "Forgive me?"
Dante rubbed his arm, still glaring, and stood up.
I dropped my hands, scowling, "You're a real baby, you know that?" I said, crossing my arms. "You could at least be mature about it."
Dante turned and glared at me again. I was becoming use to that icy demon stare of his. "Alright," he said, "I'll forgive you…"
I didn't miss the I'll, or I will part of that. He wanted me to do something for him.
"…if you," he smirked and tapped his cheek, "give me a little kiss."
My expression must've been funny or something, because Dante broke out into laughter. "Come on," he held open his arms, "I'm waiting…"
"Y-You're serious!?" I gasped, "I can't kiss you!"
"And why not?" Dante smirked, "I won't bite. Come on, just one little kiss on the cheek won't kill you, will it?"
It just might, was what was going through my head over and over again as my heart beat tripled. I was afraid I might have a heart attack!
"You want me to say 'I forgive you'," Dante said, "Then you have to give me that little apology favor. Hurry up, or I'll take it back."
I climbed slowly to my feet. It wasn't like I hadn't thought about kissing Dante before. Playing all of the video games, I had often times wanted to kiss him after he said or did something so awesome…but that was when he was a video game…but now he was here…
Dante didn't move, only watched me with a smile as I went up on my tip-toes and kissed the side of his jaw quickly. When I tried to step away, he grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back. My heart stopped when his lips touched my brow. My legs quivered and almost buckled, but I managed to stay up as he let go of me. "There, apology accepted," he said, and walked away, "I think I'll go out for a while…don't wait up," he chuckled and left.
The moment the door shut, I fell to my knees, feeling more that a little bit dizzy.
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A/N: OMG! Three chapters in one night! (crashes head into keyboard) How I managed it all never know but...I'm proud about how it's turning out. Please read and review and if you have any ideas about who Sydney should get together with PLEASE TELL ME!!!!! (still have no idea who to pair her with!)
Thanks, please review...I'm going to sleep now (I am now the picture of the walking dead...)
~Alma Theresa