Disclaimer: I do not own any character but Rizua. The plotline is also not mine, only where I edit Rizua into the mix or go off original storyline which will happen many times. Enjoy.
A few months passed, and Rizua had changed her mind. This lifestyle was impossible to get used to. Everything kept changing and different things happened.
Like what, one might ask?
"DAAANTE! That demon you brought back with you broke my bed!" She wailed. Dante had put a small bed in the room in a sorry attempt to keep her from sleeping on the roof now that cooler weather was coming. She hadn't used it, but it made a wonderful place to stack her books, which lead to why she was upset... poor bookcase/bed thing.
Rizua didn't mind being the maid when Patty wasn't around, but this room was nearly wrecked.
Fortunately the damaged was only limited to her bed, damn it.
"RIZUUUAA! WHY IS MY HAIR PURPLE?" She heard a distressed Dante yelled from downstairs. Patty wasn't around to torture Dante or annoy Rizua anymore because of school. Rizua was sad that she didn't see her friend as often anymore, and she didn't have anyone to torture Dante. This lead to Rizua taking matters in her own hands.
She snickered demonically as she started cleaning, he was actually lucky. She almost went with neon pink. The only thing she regretted was that the color would be gone within a week, but whose in a rush to tell him?
When she finished with the room, and tossing her ruined bookcase out the window, she went downstairs to a disgruntled, and shirtless, Dante.
"So, your buying me a new bed." He raised an eyebrow. "You never used it anyway." He said rubbing his now purple hair, looking angry everytime the color swept in front of his eyes.
"Ok your right, maybe my affair with Smoofles needs to end... so get me a new bed." Rizua now slept with a white stray cat on the roof, he was adorible and for some reason talking about him always made Dante twitch.
"One bed will do fine." He said sitting at his desk and covering his purple hair with a magazine.
"F-fine! Your just jealous because Smoofles is better in bed!" She announced jokingly as Morrison came in. Dante fell out of his chair almost in unison to Morrison falling over in shock. That would give Dante something to talk about with Morrison at least, haha. On another note, what was Morrison doing here so early? She peaked at him curiously, waving very innocently.
"I'd ask who was Smoofles, but I'm scared of the answer I might get." Morrison said gruffly walking over to Dante. A file hit his desk, but Dante made no move to pick it up. "No hurry this time, the next job's appointment isn't for a few days, but you might want to do something about the demon that followed me here."
Oh. Hell. No.
Before Dante could blink Rizua stormed out the front door.
~Dante's POV~
Whoa, maybe I should get the bed so I don't go bald. I watched her huff out of the building. Not three seconds later I heard the fiery red head proceed to demolish the demon that dared come within city limits near Rizua.
I relaxed, she was loud and I liked it that way. Why? I would probably fear for your life if she was silent. Then again her being silent meant I couldn't keep tabs on her. Besides, it wasn't too annoying having a tempered hot chick walking around.
I watched her come inside more calmly, but covered in something liquid and green. "I'm going to take a shower." She sighed passing the both of them and into the bathroom just behind Dante's desk.
'Mmm, naked red head with water cascading down her...'
~Third POV~
After her shower, she waltzed out of the bathroom in only a towel. Of course in her state of calming she forgot to get fresh clothes. Morrison was gone and Dante wasn't downstairs. Shrugging, she padded upstairs like the cat she seemed to be. If only she was a cat demon, it would make more sense. Her sneaking skills needed practice, since Dante didn't jump when she made her loud appearance, "Washaw! I am amazing ninja, fear me!" She said jumping on the bed in a ninja stance.
Dante finished removing broken shards from the room that Rizua missed. Out the window. Possibly on some stupid dog, well most dogs were stupid, and some were cute.
Please let it have been a really ugly and mean dog!
He walked over and crossed his chest, "Oh yes, very deadly... oops my fingers slipped."
Without her even realizing it, he reached up and tugged the towel loose. It dropped, and Dante sweat dropped. Rizua wasn't stupid. She kept boxer shorts and a strapless top in the bathroom at all times.
"Oh yea, ninja skillz" She said flexing at him. He just grinned, and grabbed her feet causing her to fall on her butt. Good thing his bed was fluffy. "Really, you'll have to show them to me sometime, but you'll have to take back your comment about Smoofles." He sniffed. She gaped at him.
"You weirdo, getting jealous that a cat can keep me on a roof but you can't keep me inside?" Now she was just messing with him, of course her relationship with Smoofles was strictly friendship, honestly some people. Besides, she liked this playful Dante, all pervertedness aside.
Dante suddenly jumped on the bed crawling over her, "Maybe I need to show you how much better I am than Smoofles." He got closer, a daring look in his eye... shit.
"WAAHH DANTE ST-STOP!" Dante continued tickling her exposed sides. After an eternity and taking back her comment about Smoofles, he stopped. "Ooooh, it burns." She said still giggling and holding her sides, which actually hurt from the laughing itself.
She jumped up and poked Dante, "Ok fine, since you won't get me a bed then be prepared. When I take over a bed, I dominate." And she wasn't kidding.
That night Dante got the full taste of Rizua's bedtime wrath. She was truly fast asleep, and the right side of her body was in the process of flinging Dante off the bed. He finally sighed, and duck taped her limbs together. She never woke up.
That morning, an idea hit her.
"Carnival?" Dante said confused. "Yeah! Lets take Patty too! We'll have lots of fun com on!" She urged him. He shrugged and she darted to the phone. "Patty! How does the carnival sound to you?"
~An Hour Later~
"We are so hitting the fishing game first." Rizua declared. Sadly things didn't work out that way, because she were suddenly being dragged off by Patty to everything but the fishing game. Dante just strolled on all cool like behind them.
The mood would have worked, had his hair not been a brilliant purple. Hey he could pass for a clown! Ok ninja time.
"I'll give you ten seconds to get off me."
Dante said, while following Patty towards the ferris wheel. Rizua were happily perched on his shoulder enjoying the ride, and of course she ignored him. She was sad when she really did have to get off to get on the ride.
She sat opposite of Dante and Patty, practically hanging over the whole thing as the ride started.
Half way the ride jolted to a stop, and the car you were in swung dangerously. With you half out the car of course you went flying forward.
You giggled, but Dante's hugh hand grabbed your ankle. "Aww man, dood you know a fall like this won't kill me right?" You said annoyed.
He silently lifted you into the car again. Patty looked over at you worriedly, "What do you mean it wouldn't kill you!" She said almost in hysterics... Rizua suddenly felt terrible. Was she so stupid and careless to have almost revealed to Patty her secret? On top of that scare the shit out of people when a person supposed to be dead from those heights just get up and act like it didn't happen?
"Sorry..." Dante seemed to accept that.
They got back to the shop and Patty stopped at the door. "Guys, could you hold out our fists toward me?" Dante and Rizua looked at each other funny, but did as she said. Moments later I found my right wrist cuffed to Dante's left wrist. "Uhh..." Patty managed, then giggled and ran out of the shop, dropping a book on her way out.
She picked up the discarded book, "How to get two people to really like one another...?" She whispered the strange title. Dante looked over and easily saw what was in her hands, examining it along with her.
She wished she had never opened it either.
Dante busted out laughing and almost hit the floor with laughter, she was crimson red as she snapped it shut, Dante's movements jerked her around slightly.
"W-whoa Patty! Where did a child like her get such a book? I bet she couldn't read beyond the handcuff part... no I hope to the cheese clouds in the sky she couldn't read past handcuffs." Rizua said quickly throwing the book away.
"Why so embarrassed? Its nothing to be ashamed of." Dante said grinning still. "Sh-shut up" She said, her face an impossible shade beyond crimson. "Bondage is hardly my genre of book."
Dante had to bite his lip back to hold back more laughter, "Still, I think her true intention was to help us get along better, bond." She had to agree with him there. Dante broke the cuffs and left her standing near the pool table.
It made a little sense, so she left the subject at that. Her and Dante did argue a bit too much. What made her more curious now, was what kind of job would Dante have next? The appointment was in two days, was it that big to have an appointment?