OMFG... I didn't think I'd be able to get back to this story... EVER...

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Beatrice was shocked. This man, who saved her from being beaten by a pedophile, was kissing her hand. She was so flushed that she couldn't think to pull her hand back. Gazard, however, was hissing at Dante as a warning to not try anything like that other man had tried.

Dante simply grinned at the lizard before removing his lips from her hand and winking at her. Beatrice's blush deepened and she quickly wiped her hand before he got her off of the stage. She could feel other people staring and quickly became self concious as Gazard crawled onto her shoulders and glared at the man.

Asmodeus had come up to them with a smile. "Here for the usual, Dante?"

Dante had frowned as he looked at one of the seven princes of Hell before placing a hand onto Beatrice's head.

"How much for one night with this one?"

The teen's eyes widened in shock as the demon placed her hands onto her shoulders.

"None. She's a free sample."

Beatrice looked at the demon in fear. Asmodeus was seriously going to sell her off to some stranger!?

"So make sure to keep her clean. That includes down there." The prince of lust pointed down to the girl's private area, making her even more afraid.

Dante smirked. "I'm not some sick pedophile."

With that said, he grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the club. Beatrice was too dazed at what had just happened to pull away. Once they had gotten into the limo, Dante sat close to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders as he closed the door and they began to drive away.

"Hey, there's no need to be scared of me, little lady. I'm not going to do anything with you."

Beatrice was tense and she looked at him. "Promise?"

Dante smiled. "Promise."

Beatrice smiled a little bit and relaxed.

"So how old are you?"

"Thirteen..."

Dante was surprised. "What's a thirteen year-old working in a club for?"

"I needed money so Asmie hired me..."

Dante decided to leave it at that. "What's your name?"

"Beatrice..."

Dante smiled. "A pretty name for a pretty girl."

It was Beatrice's turn to be surprised. "You think I'm pretty?"

"Well, yeah... In a furry little animal sort of way..."

Beatrice just looked out the window as they came across the alley that she was staying in. Dante was shocked.

"You live there?"

Beatrice nodded. Dante decided something.

"Take us to the pier."

The driver nodded and drove to the pier. Beatrice became confused as she looked at Dante.

"No way in mother fucking hell am I letting you sleep in an alley," Dante stated.

"But I don't have a change of clothes..."

"I'll just let you borrow some of my clothes."

"You might have STDs..."

"Kid, you can't get STDs from clothes. You have to actually do it in order to get an STD, and I don't have any thank you very much."

Beatrice and Dante continued to argue over the issue until the girl decided to give up.

"Fine, I'll stay with you for tonight..."

Dante smiled before squeezing her. "Was that so hard?"

Beatrice stuck her tongue out at him and he just laughed.

Once they arrived at the pier, the teen stared in awe at the rides. She had never been to the pier before, she saw images of it but never really got to go. After all, Mundus kept her like a prisoner.

"First time, huh?"

Beatrice blushed. "Is it that obvious?"

Dante smiled. "Pretty much..."

The girl looked down as Dante opened the door and pulled her out with him. The first ride was the Farris Wheel. She wobbled a bit when she got on, but the man helped keep her balance before they sat down. Beatrice was trying to hold in her excitement as the ride started moving. How she longed to ride a Farris Wheel.

"Exciting huh?"

"Mhmm..."

Once that ride was over, they went over to a couple of booths to play a game. Dante had won her a giant stuffed animal at a shooting range, and she accepted it with a smile. He liked it when Beatrice smiled, so that's why he did whatever she wanted. The kid looked like she hadn't smiled in ages.

Once their time of fun was over with, Beatrice became tired and Dante led her to his trailer.

"It's not much," he said as he opened the door, "but it's it better than being in the streets."

Beatrice walked inside and took in her surroundings. The place was a complete mess. Bottles of beer and boxes of pizza scattered around the room. Inside she was disgusted, but she didn't want to seem ungrateful so she stayed as calm as possible.

"I know it's a mess. I never bother to clean up before I have company."

Beatrice thought that he must've looked at her expression and looked down. "Sorry..."

Dante smiled and ruffled her hair. "There's a shower in the back. I can lend you some of my clothes for you to sleep in."

Beatrice watched as Dante walked over to a dresser and pulled out a shirt and some boxers. He walked over to the teen and handed them to her with a grin. The girl accepted it with a small smile.

"Thanks..."

"No problem."

With that, Beatrice set Gazard on the ground and went to the bathroom to shower. As she turned on the shower head, she stripped down until she was completely naked. She then took a good long look at her body. She was very thin, and had very little curves. Her breasts were small as well, which gave her a relief because Dante looked like the type of guy who prefers bigger boobs. Not that she thought that he was a pedophile or anything, she was merely describing his personality. With that thought out of the way, she stepped inside and began to relax at the feeling of warm water hitting her skin.

Gazard just sat there and stared at Dante the whole time while the man stared back. It almost looked as if they were having a stare down as they gave each other skeptical looks, seeing which one would move first. If somebody was watching, they probably would've made a bet on who would move first.

Once Beatrice came out of the shower, holding her dress that was neatly folded, she stopped at the scene before her and sweat dropped.

"Ummm... What're you guys doing?"

Seeing that no one was going to answer her, she sighed and set her clothes down before going to get a slice of pizza. She could tell that this is all he ever eats, and that's fine as long as she ate. Plus, it's his body that he's destroying. As she finished the piece of pizza, she noticed that Gazard moved to crawl onto her lap while he still kept his eyes on Dante.

Beatrice then began to laugh at their ridiculous stare down, causing Dante to finally break and smile at her. Gazard would've hissed in victory, but knew that Beatrice was the reason so he held back.

"You tired yet?" Dante asked.

Beatrice nodded as she yawned a bit. She then noticed that there was only one bed in the trailer.

"There's only one bed, yeah, so you're gonna have to deal with it."

Beatrice sighed before getting up and going over to climb into the bed. As she closed her eyes, she felt the bed shift and Dante had laid down on the other side with their backs facing each other.

"Relax," he told her. "I'm not going to do anything. I promised, remember?"

Beatrice relaxed a bit before falling asleep.

After a couple of hours, Dante started hearing whimpering from behind him. He turned over and saw that the teen was fidgeting. As he took a closer look, the man realized that she was having a nightmare because her forehead was sweating. Out of instinct, he scooted over close to her and wrapped his arms around her small body. At this, the sleeping Beatrice began to relax into his embrace, but just a little bit. To give her reassurance, Dante kissed the girls temple.

"It's alright... Beatrice..."

This calmed her down, and she completely relaxed in his arms. Dante smiled before falling back asleep as he held the teen close.