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Wow...Maybe He's Not Bad...

It was five minutes to eight 'o' clock when Aya came down from her domain dressed in a dark blue medieval shirt with long loose sleeves, black leggings that fitted her long slender legs and ankle length high heel boots. Her long ebony black hair was braided in tiny braids with most of it tied back with a silver scrunchie and the rest hanging over her shoulders framing her face slightly. Dark blue eyeshadow was on her eyes with accents of silver above it, red lipstick graced her full lips, and she wore diamond-shaped sapphire earrings for the event this night. Sahale entered the living room as he finished locking up his shop and looked up and gazed with amazement. The cold natured Aya he had always known was not the same person who stood before him at this moment. Hands wringed nervously before her as she kept her head down before him. "Do..I look alright? Not too overdressed am I?"

"No child, not at all. You are perfect." A slight chuckle from him made her look up with curious dark blue eyes. "What is so funny? Is it me?"

"No no. I am surprised that you would agree to go on this outing with Mr. Dante that is all."

"Well I didn't have much choice Sahale. I have always kept my word even when it was things that I didn't like very much. That doesn't change even with my dislike for Dante."

A knock at the door made both of them look up. Looking to Aya he nodded and went to the door and opened it slowly. There stood the Devil hunter himself, dressed in a crisp crimson shirt with a V-shaped collar that was left unbuttoned, black jeans that were pressed with perfection, and black boots that were polished to make them shine. His silver hair was parted down the middle with the bangs coming down the sides to touch the sides of his face slightly. A Rolex watch could be seen on this left wrist and over his shoulder he had his right hand carrying his black leather trench coat. A grin was on his face as he looked at her, "So how do I look honey? I hope I meet your standards." Aya was speechless as her eyes studied his form. Perfection was the only word to describe him with. Then he reached behind his back with his left hand and it reappeared with a long golden box with a red satin ribbon tied around it. "I got ya something." A twinkle could be seen in his icy blue eyes as she accepted the box. Opening it a soft gasp was heard, inside was a black belt with a beautifully engraved silver buckle of a Dragon with jade for the eyes.

"Dante...thank you. It is beautiful."

"Try it on and see if it fits."

Aya quickly unbuckled the belt already around her waist and slid the new one through the slips of her pants with ease. It fitted her perfectly. A smile came to her face as she looked up at him. "Maybe you're not as bad as I thought."

All the while she was trying on the new belt Dante let his eyes roam over her perfect form. So beautiful, he thought to himself, the delicate shirt she wore hugged each curve just right, the same went along with her black leggings. He quickly brushed the back of his hand along the edge of his mouth to make sure he wasn't drooling. The most striking feature of her attire were her eyes, the blue eyeshadow made her eye color stand out more and even more alluring with their almond shape. Hearing her words he replied with a slight husky tone. "Oh don't come to that conclusion just yet sweetie. The night hasn't even begun yet." He teased with a mocking evil grin on his face. Aya tilted her head a bit as she thought she detected a slight change in his voice. Deciding it was only imagination she smiled to him, a real genuine smile. "Then we better go ahead and make the night begin so I can judge you for who you really are."

"I know I am definitely looking forward to tonight's events." He held out his arm for her to link her arm in it. Hesitantly she took his arm in hers and looked back to Sahale with a bit of a worried look. It stunned the elderly man that he saw such emotion in her eyes. Hewas nowa bit worried himself for her. When she had come home from her outing on Monday night she returned with tears on her cheeks. Saying nothing to him she had ran to her room and did not come out for the whole following day. Several times he had checked on her and he could still hear sounds of her sobbing softly. Something had changed in her, it was small but it was in the making and something very powerful had to make that happen. The question now was what would take place now and how would she react to it?

He watched them leave and go to the car that Dante was driving for the night. "Lord above, I pray for her, let her be alright and give her the strength she needs to accept and deal with the events that will happen tonight." When the car faded into the distance he turned around and went up to the second floor back to his room. On the walls with the painted images of wolves and snowy forests there was a Native American village near the forest. The villagers were out and dressed warmly doing what was needed to be done. One young woman was on the outside of the village border and looking to the sky. Her skin a lovely complexion, almond shaped chocolate eyes, and raven black hair touching her waist. Sahale rested his hand near the image and rubbed the pad of his thumb over the face. "White Heart..." His voice was tearful as he spoke the name.