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As she strolled the streets of Verona, street full of cafés and boutiques, hidden alleys and rare shops; she came to realize that her attire was not at all suited for a walk out. Her garments consisting of a tiny cerulean dress, a velvet pouch, and glittery black plumps may very well be a sign that says, Rob Me.

With a soft sigh, she looked over from the corner of the street, searching for a shop that would hold her interest, away from Evie's ridiculously expensive clothes. Lucky for her, she was in old Verona, where fashion and all the superficial things are kept away and saved for Milan, or maybe tomorrow at 8 o' clock. That's when she noticed an old shop just behind her. She saw her reflection through the looking glass, a face that was all too familiar to everyone else except her. She realized it was something she will never get, to have someone who's a nobody who looks like somebody who... forget it.

She hopped up the steps and entered the shop, prompting the sound of chimes through the door. The shop was clearly of remote antiquity, with dark wood flooring and wallpapers tearing off the walls. And it also smelled like coffee, very strong coffee which she seemed to like. After a second long of examining the interiors, her eyes drew her to the loveliest piece of garment she has ever seen since they got there. A pair of sexy black leather pants, she gasped as she hurried through the very full rack, only to discover a few more hidden in the jungle full of things she'd never wear but then again, she happened to be wearing one.

The vintage shop, to her surprise, sells all kinds of things from clothes and accessories to ashtrays and coffee mugs, so she got her hands full of that. Trish has a different perception when it comes to beauty; a glamorous diva outfit would guarantee to make her puke, though she likes them on pretty girls in the magazines. Her idea of beauty would include black clothes, maybe some hint of macabre, blood on silver daggers, chains and studs. And often times, a tattooed woman would come to her and Dante's debate, to whether it was beauty and artistic passion or she just ruined her body.

"You are not from around 'ere?" the lady behind the register asked, Trish looked up and saw a woman with fine features and very pale skin, she looks like Evie.. only taller, leaner, maybe of the same age too. She was leaning her elbows on the cherry wood surface with an old fashioned cash registrar right beside her. Her hair was long and black with thick bangs, she has a stud on her nose and another ring right in the middle of her full dark lips, her attire was a pepsi baby tee under a long sleeved net, making that dragon tattoo covering her right arm very visible, this woman can be a potential debate subject, Trish could only wish Dante could see how beautiful she looks, but he can't, and his idea of beauty would probably include big jugs, a cute face, short dark hair, history she doesn't know about, healthier skin tone, history she doesn't know about… Trish grunted, as if those were qualities that can make a woman ugly.

"Bad mood?" the woman asked again, smiling cheerfully at her, she has an accent but it wasn't Italian at all.

Trish realized that the woman was talking to her, so she shook her head with an apologetic grin, "No, No I'm sorry, just that I have a lot in my mind lately" she managed to say, several pieces of black leather and laced things hung over her arm.

"Shit happens" she said to her, "You look familiar" the woman pressed, "But you are not from 'ere?"

Trish sighed, she gets that a lot, "Yeah, I'm staying in with my husban.. friend's place" she bit her lip, up to now she can't say it straight, the whole husband wife thing, especially if you're fiancé seemed to be having a good time with someone else.

"Oh, well it is strange for someone like yourself to be shopping for something like those" The woman was obviously amused with Trish, noticing her expensive get up and the clothes she has picked from the wooden racks.

Trish laughed, "It's a long story" she went on browsing through another rack, it's like finding someone your own kind in this pastel colored world, she finally finds someone wearing bold black.

"You do not want to wear those? I saw that in a magazine, I'd wear one if I could afford it" The woman hopped off from the surface and walk towards her, "Let me 'elp you with that" she said with a motherly smile, taking the black things away from Trish and prompting her through the fitting room. "I'll throw in some cute stuff okay? You try them out"

"You can have it, the dress I mean, if you help me find something nicer to wear" Trish suggested, very serious about trading her gear with something more rebellious.

"Will do" The woman laughed.

After an hour or so, Trish finally got herself settled with something that says Trish. A sexy black top, long sleeved with a laced collar and silver buttons, and of course a pair of shape hugging leather pants "Now that's a perfect fit" the woman said as she saw how the pants greatly suites her customer.

The view was spectacular specially from where they're standing, they happened to be in the highest peak in Verona, a famous tourist attraction where the carnival was just a walk away. The weather was cold; in fact Dante could see a storm coming through the thick clouds.

"Shoot" he muttered as two and a half minutes ended, and his view from the coin operated binocular was blocked.

Lady was leaning her back on the steel bar, just beside Dante, elbows intact as she mindlessly threw her drink away, "Tell me Dante, why exactly did you take me here?" Lady asked, she was looking at him through her sunglasses, but he seemed to be a lot busy with slotting his coins in the machine.

"You were bored, I was bored, I owe you a date and that's all there is to it" he said with a very bored and casual tone as he once again took a view with the binoculars.

"That's not really the reason is it?" Lady pressed and she was very perceptive, she had her perfect legs crossed, relaxed in her position. "Tell me what happened"

"Nothing happened" Dante said innocently, at least he's trying to sound like it. "I wanted to go out, what's wrong with that?"

"What's wrong with this, is that we've been together for the last two hours and you're not talking" Lady said, standing up straight and crossing her hands over her chest.

There is no hiding from Trish and definitely no hiding from Lady, he thought, I need a new chick, he half humored himself, "Look I don't wanna talk about it" he said as she stood up, "You complain when I'm talking and you complain when I'm not talking, C'mon, why can't you just enjoy the view?" he smirked.

"Are you looking for Trish?" Lady asked, getting annoyed with Dante's arrogance, "Does she know you're with me?"

"No" Dante relied bitterly.

"No you're not looking for her? Or No she doesn't know you're here?"

"Are we going to talk about her again?" he sounded as if he doesn't want to talk about it, well actually he really doesn't, and he knew the answer was No to both

"Yes" said Lady, "You're getting married and you're acting like it's a small thing, but it's not, it's a big thing and you're acting like a total ass"

Dante groaned, "I get enough of that from Evie, and soon from Trish, please Lady, not you"

"I mean" Lady pressed, "Shouldn't you think about this first?"

A smirk emerged from Dante's face, "Why? you gonna miss me?"

Lady flushed, "Ugh, in your dreams"

Dante chuckled, Lady sure have changed physically, but inside she's still scatter brained and nosy, that's what he liked about her, ten years Dante thought. Lady was still talking to him, but he was absorbed by something else, the wind blew their faces with harsh coldness, "I mean she's perfect..."

Dante caught that part, "Yeah she is.." he said softly, and he had his eyes at a distant, almost like he could see her somewhere, so Lady tried to see what he was looking at... nothing in particular.

"Won't you get tired of that perfection? Seriously it will get boring, day after day, then year after year.." Lady was now doing her best, what she came in here for in the first place, talk him out of this. "Do you even know what you're marrying yourself into?"

"That's what I thought at first and then.." his voice trailed off as he met Lady's earnest eyes, even behind the glasses he could see through her, she's troubled.

"Then?..." she urged, her voice got faint.

"When she left, that's when I realized..." he changed his mind with that sentence, "It's different when you can see her close, everything is striking, and every time I see her, it's like the first day I met her"

For a moment, they both fell silent, as a flock of birds flew overhead, the wind and the gray set sky was getting more obscure. "You really are in love with her aren't you?" Lady uttered, wishing that he'd deny and he'd call her an idiot for saying that.

Dante didn't respond, how could deny that?

"She's important to me.." he corrected, and somehow to Lady, it sounds like important seems to have a whole lot more meaning than the word love itself.

"And you're using me as your distraction to forget about her" Lady observed.

"It's not like that..." said Dante, shaking his head lightly, it s just because Lady's company wasn't difficult, and somehow he feels like she puts him back to the ground, away from Trish and all the things he wished he could be.

"You could have just asked you know.." she followed.

Dante was again searching for the right things to say, to prove Lady wrong when, "What did you say?"

But Lady would take every chance she got, "If you want distraction, you want her to chase you, make her jealous, I'm your girl"

"Wait" Dante said dubiously, "You got something up your sleeve, just a while ago you weren't into this at all, and now you're going to help me with Trish?" it almost sound like a dream come true , he had his hands both on the steel bar, he wanted to jump off the cliff.

Lady rolled her eyes, "Let me get this straight, I'm still not at all with this wedding, and no I'm not going to help you with Trish, I'm just saying... you're not going to leave me out of this are you?" and she had that smile across her face, letting her hands fall gracefully down her legs,

Dante immediately looked away.

"Fine then, I'll see you at the ball tomorrow" said Dante as he stood beside Lady and rather than enjoy the view of the mountain and the sea below, he thought about Trish...

"The Masquerade?" Lady clarified, "You're going to take me? What about Trish?"

"Evie hooked her up with a blind date, she told me to find my own" Dante said, who still couldn't believe that he's going to this event.

"Fine.." Lady answered, "I can do formal, wait, what are you thinking?" Lady saw that Dante started walking so she jogged up to catch up with him, he was in deep thinking.

He didn't respond… she didn't need to know

...

Trish walked the stone steps feeling confident with herself, the weather was awful, it was smug and gloomy, the sky was a dark grey and the clouds hanging over it was just as depressing, She started to wonder what's with the atmosphere all of the sudden. She, for sure doesn't want to go home yet, and by some coincidence, she was standing on a bus stop, and of course, a bus stopped.

She smiled, since she was already successful at getting lost, what more could she loose? So she hopped in and settled herself at the back, not really sure, not really caring where it's headed. She sat by the window, where she could feel the wind on her face, reminding her of the same feeling she had when she was with him watching the sunset. There were about five passengers there, scattered on different seats, and the bus happened to be a free tour ride, since it was a free ride, the accommodations were…

The bus was rickety, the hostelry were worn out and beaten, the glasses on the windows were broken and the stereo was playing a love song, a sentimental piece of crap Trish thought. So everything made her feel so miserable, she curled herself up in a ball, not minding the rural sceneries passing her by. And wondered what if she was that girl from the shop, what if she was someone else, because she was ready to trade all of her goods to have something that belongs to her, even if it's not perfect, in fact why wasn't she created just like the other ones? Monstrous, guaranteed death? But nooo, she has to be perfect and look; she got more than what she bargained for, her target before is now her husband to be..

And now Lady is trying to steal him away, but maybe Lady is not trying, maybe she doesn't need to, No wonder he suggested a divorce Trish thought, maybe he still wanted to make himself available for Lady, and what were they before she came into his life?

Even if she was hot to some guys, maybe an artificial attribute her creator embedded within her, there would always be something that she cannot become, that no matter how hard she tries, going far as riding a bus rather than her usual teleport, she'd never be human enough.

She has a secret, she had never shed a single tear since that last time she cried, and would that mean she's no longer human? She tries… so the man of her life happened to be into someone else, and if she hadn't lived, Lady might be the one getting married soon. Isn't that worth crying for? She needs to cry! So she forced herself to, even if the wind was starting to hurt her eyes, still nothing.. maybe tears really are gifts only humans have.

This was the stop for her as the bus halted, so she stepped out, alongside others, the wind immediately swept through her pale blonde hair, whipping her face. On her right, just up ahead, she could see carnival tents, where she could hear the jolly screams of children, a place of 

warmth and merriment. She was anything but that, so she walked further, away from the all the fun. And as she walked, she pulled out her sunglasses and wore it to cover the shame of what she was feeling, undeserved praises, no chance at life, and no chance at happiness.

There are two conflicts she's currently battling with, her feelings and her insecurities. Was she not human or basically just not good enough for him? that Lady followed Dante all the way here, that distance was no issue? Why they'd have to keep that meeting a secret? How many times has he done this? How many times did he go out? In fact, does she even have the right to care? Women would come and go, but Lady would always be special to him, if so then.. what is she to him? Just some woman? Trish? A Trash?

She sighed; maybe she's had enough thinking for today. She saw herself in a deserted playground; the leaves rolling on the wet ground because of the breeze, The playground looked more like a cemetery, the gray skies above made everything seem dead, much like herself, she could still hear the faint screams of the people in the carnival, but she chose to be here, this place needs company. She seated herself on a creaky swing, and thought about memories, how people would look back to fun memories whenever they're sad. She didn't have those, she didn't have memories when she started, no friends, no family, and it was just Vergil. And look at what she did? After how he treated her, she left him. When she was informed of his defeat, she thought he was dead, when she saw her shot at a second chance with Dante, she leaves him with his brother, not even bothering to look back, find his body maybe.

And now to face Vergil again, with Dante beside her, holding her hand in marriage, how could she explain herself to him? How she had developed feelings for the enemy?. What has she gotten herself into? Mistake after mistake, she keeps on hurting people, she hurt Vergil, she hurt Dante, but she definitely want to hurt Lady. She closed her eyes, another deep breath, she tried to release all the negativity, tried to cry again, but to no avail.

She started swinging herself lightly, taking her sunglasses off, and kicking off her shoes so she could feel the sand. After some time, her frustrations started coming over her, she swung herself vigorously, clenching the ropes. The chill made the skin on her face numb, how the wind ran itself through her hair, how she loved the rush she felt on her stomach as lounged forward, the light-headedness that followed when she could see the skies above, she wished she could go higher, faster where the thrill and the rush of everything is all there is, where she could leave everything behind her and enjoy the rush, she wanted to let go, to let herself fly into infinity, where she wouldn't crash, but who was she kidding?

This was her, and all the leather n' lace loving goodness of it. This was her world, delirium, confusion, and everything in between, beyond her or any human understanding.

She opened her eyes; she was at the highest point, where the momentum would gather up as she prepared to go forward, she breathed, the oscillation would never cease to stop, nothing can stop her…except.

He smiled standing himself right in the middle of the swing, where she was guaranteed to crash on him if she won't stop, it was a pretty view, Trish way up, he wouldn't mind that actually, the 

pain will be all worth it anyways. She could always be a bag full of surprises, and she happened to be last person he was expecting to bump into today, and yet here she comes…

Her eyes told him to move, she has no intentions of stopping. But Dante, hardheaded as he is, stood still, challenging her to take the fall, Right when she was about to hit him, she prompted herself to stand up, where she dragged her feet through the sands to avoid the collision, but it wasn't enough to completely stop herself, that's when he caught her in his arms…

"What are you doing here?" he asked arms around her waist, his breath leaving a tickling sensation on the skin of her neck.

"I don't know…" she answered, she started to wonder why she went out in the first place, she bought some new clothes, got herself lost, undergone some thinking… sometimes everyone needs to step out, and so she took the time to remind herself who she was, and where she wants to be…

"How did you get here?" he asked, he missed her, and how she smells, the fragrance of her hair, he doesn't want to let go, but he was bothered because she wasn't hugging him back, or worst, fighting him off.

"Bus" she replied bleakly.

"Hmm" he said as he held her off, hands on either side of her shoulders. He studied her, the black attire; he missed her in black, "You could never stay away from those things huh?" he smiled.

She played with her lips, biting it, avoiding eye contact.

"Let's go home.." he said to her.

She shook her head, "I don't want to, I'm tired.." truth is, she wanted to stay there, swinging until the sky darkened and it gets colder, until the sun would once again beam its way through another day.

He sighed; bending forward to take her shoes off the ground. She would have been dazed because she wasn't able to explain how he did it, how he got her riding on his back with a sleek movement. How she was warm and secure all of the sudden, his warm and broad back restoring the life back on her pallid cheeks.

The irony of it all, that no matter how much she tries to get herself lost, how much she tries to hate him, he'd always find her somewhere, and she'd always be with him

She was enveloped in his oversize jacket, as she nuzzled her cheek on his back, tightening her arms around his neck in a hug.

"Go to sleep Trish.." he whispered "I'll take you home…"

Of course no one would allow the Young Miss on her own, that during the duration of her little venture in the outside, she was being followed, guarded by men in black.

"The Eagle took the Swan" a man on a black Benz said through the radio, "I repeat, the Eagle took the Swan"

"Roger that" said Ben through the speaker with a smile on his face, "Thinking of a codename for Trish was definitely hard, Evie was the Swallow, Vergil was the Vulture. Auntie was the Dove but he remembered dear Eva, the Nightingale.

It was only dusk when they got back home, Trish didn't feel good, maybe she was just tired, or maybe she was just too lifeless to do anything, so she dragged herself to bed, bouncing of the mattress on her stomach.. Dante noticed this and he knew Trish must have known he was out with Lady, he didn't get worried, but he got really concerned about her.

He went to her room, sat beside her almost lifeless body where she turned her face the opposite side, clearly not in the mood for jokes or pranks, "What's wrong Virgin Trishie?" he asked, toying with her hair, trying to lighten her up.

Trish rolled her eyes as she dug her face through her yellow sheets, "Why? Mary's not a Virgin anymore?" she grunted through her muffled voice.

"What?" Dante asked again, not at all understanding any word Trish has just said.

But before Trish could even think of an alternative, Jade made her presence known by clearing her throat just outside the glass paneled door, just in case Trish and Dante were doing something she doesn't need to see. "Auntie asks for the presence of Young Sir and Young Miss at supper, 18:00 hours sharp"

"We'll be there" Dante called as he turned his attention back to Trish, burying his face on the side of her neck, "Wait for me, we'll go down together"

Just when she thought she could just hide herself under her covers and make it all go away; she was again obliged to wear a smile on her face, like everything was okay.

...

The family dinner was to be held outside, under the shade of the garden pavilion. Auntie has just returned from a successful transaction trip, and to commemorate their good fortune, she decided to hold a dinner for the whole family. Auntie realized it almost seemed ages ago since they all sat down to eat together, the seats were arranged, Auntie being the head, on her side was chairs for Evie, Dante, Trish, and Vergil. On her other side was Ben, Elena, Jade and ChanLu

"I am just sorry that my Evelyn can't be with us tonight" Auntie sighed; since all of them are present and the only ones they were waiting for were Dante and Trish.

"Auntie please understand that Evie is very busy for tomorrow's affair" said Elena, beautiful and refined as always.

"Yes, Evelyn told me that she paired our Young Miss with someone else?" Auntie asked, a little bit concerned, as she called in for a glass of water.

"Prince Chardoney " Elena answered, sipping her glass of red wine.

Vergil seemed uninterested, as usual, twirling his phone several times.

"Another one of her hitch tactics I suppose" said Ben, chuckling as he too, sipped his wine. "She seemed to be prompting our couple too much"

"Ahh, let our Miss have her fun" Auntie laughed.

ChanLu wasn't paying any attention at all, since she was all nervous and fidgety, she can never tell a lie and Jade knew how Dante and Trish got out even with her prohibitions, she will have to deal with the consequences later on, perhaps when Evie arrived.

A court lady came to Vergil's side, whispering something, "Let her in.." he replied softly. The lady gave them a curtly bow and went off to fetch their guest.

"Auntie, I came by a friend a few days ago, I invited her to dinner if that's alright" said Vergil.

Auntie's eyes brightened up, "Of course my dear!"

"So where's the food?" Dante asked, tugging Trish along, wearing a black evening dress, she paused to kiss Auntie who was very much happy to see her.

"Sembrate il bello tesoro" (you look beautiful my darling) Auntie exclaimed, kissing her granddaughter-in-law to be with a warm embrace.

"Grazie Auntie" she said, seeing the old woman like this made her feel guilty about the whole not wanting to be here stunt she was trying to pull off a while ago. She seated herself between Vergil and Dante, but there was an empty seat beside Dante. Trish was about to ask why, When Lady came into the picture, wearing a maroon dress, escorted by the court servant.

"Everyone, this is Lady" Vergil introduced as he stood up, took Lady's hand and escorted her to Evie's seat, right beside Dante. Dante was very surprised, and was about to joke around and ask Lady how she changed so fast, then again he thought it was a bad idea. Trish felt her stomach turning up, so this was the big surprise?

"Piacevole per incontrarlo" (nice to meet you all) Lady said politely, Vergil is no mood to introduce her to each and every one of them, because he knew there wouldn't be a need to, since not all of them is a stranger to Lady.

Why the hell would Vergil invite Lady? This a set up? Trish thought, and Dante wasn't really saying anything, except that while they ate, (and everyone was growing fond of with Lady since she speaks their language), Dante seemed to be tensed. To make things worse, yes, Lady knows how to speak Italian, and there is nothing more bothering than Trish trying to understand them.

Ben was looking at the Young Miss, aware of her uneasiness, Jade and ChanLu as well, so as much as they can join the Italian conversation, Dante and Vergil not really into it (since Elena, Lady and Auntie were talking about Fashion Week), they maintained speaking the universal language, or in ChanLu's case, not speaking at all.

Auntie finally saw Lady as a very charming woman and thought that Vergil's invitation meant more than just dinner, "Vergil my love, don't you wish to be married also?"

"Auntie!" Elena gasped,

"I was just wondering since our Dante found a very charming wife, wouldn't it be nice to see our Vergil with someone special too?" said Auntie, eyes on Lady who just swallowed with her comment.

Vergil know very well how to answer that, "Yes Auntie.." he informed

"Someone like our Young Miss I hope?" Auntie pressed again, beaming at Dante, Trish, Vergil then Lady.

Vergil nodded, "I happened to like her too"

"Really? You already have someone?!" Elena asked, she liked Lady too, and she cannot believe Evie is missing out on all these. "You might not know it but sometimes the one you're looking for happens to be right beside you" Elena giggled, thinking of a certain young man she met earlier, "Who is it then?"

Lady was seated beside Dante, Dante was seated beside Trish, Trish was seated beside Vergil, Trish bit her lip, makes perfect sense..this is not good... she could feel the tension.

"I know you are curious about her, I will reveal her soon, when it's the right time.." he answered.

"That's very surprising" said Dante, trying to calm himself down since he knew who Vergil was talking about "Even though I don't know who she is, I hope your wish will come true" he said, jaws rigid, Trish could feel his fists were clenched too. Because you could only wish he thought.

"It definitely will..." Vergil replied, looking at Dante from his side, Dante met his glare, and Trish happened to be sitting right in the middle of them, "And I think you know who she is.."

Trish bit her tongue.

...

AN

I cannot explain myself…. So David cook won lol (don't know what to say)

Nweize some people do not like Dante… that's like sacrilegious! I never thought it was possible and if forums make me mad, livejournal posts and comments make me happy :D lj people likes trish, those ones I've read at least.

I will force them to kiss in the next chapter! Its been 4 days! And 11 chapters!! What the heck are they waiting for?!

I'm sorry again (bow)