Devil May Cry

Dimensions to your world and the next

Chapter 21

Warnings: Language and Violence

*Author's Note: okay, so only five today, since I didn't miss at all or anything yesterday. Oh... hang on, I put up chapter twenty yesterday, so I'm putting up on four today? Up to chapter twenty-five, so four I guess.

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You slowly began opening your eyes, yawning a bit as you were beginning to awaken. With tired eyes you blinked a few times, trying to get use to the sunlight that was entering from the window above the bed. You yawned again and looked around, beginning to remember where you were. You slowly looked over your shoulder at Dante. His face was nuzzled into your hair as he breathed softy, still with his arms around your waist. You smiled and leisurely slid out of Dante's grasp and off the bed. His arm fell to the spot you were once sleeping on, but he did not stir. You smiled again and stretched your arms up high before yawning one more time.

You rubbed your eyes with the back of your hand and dragged your feet towards the washroom to start a nice hot shower. You closed and locked the door behind you before turning on the faucet and letting the water warm up while you began to undress. Slowly you stepped in the shower, letting the hot steamy water pour over your skin. You sighed with contentment and grabbed the motel's soup, brushing it against your body, letting the rich smell of watermelon fill your nostrils. You grabbed the shampoo along and conditioner to wash your hair. Finally you stepped out of the shoulder, grabbing a towel from the wall when suddenly the door was kicked open.

"DANTE! What the fuck are you doing?!" you shouted as you blushed and quickly wrapped the towel over your wet body before he was able to see anything. He closed the door behind him, now wearing his red trench coat.

"We have to get out of here," he stated and glanced at you.

"What are you talking about?" you asked, wrapping the towel tighter around your body. He smirked an all too innocent grin.

"The cops are here," he remarked, "they're looking for the stolen car and us." Your eyes widened.

"I told you we were going to get caught! But no, you just had to ignore me when I was telling you the obvious," you said as you ran your hand down your face, "I've become a convict."

"We'll escape through the window, just hurry up and get dressed," he said, opening the window beside the shower.

"Then turn around!" you retorted. He rolled his eyes.

"Fine, fine," he whispered and turned his back to you. You rolled your own eyes before dropping the towel down to your ankles and quickly getting dressed back into your own clothes. Just as you were about to put on your shirt a loud bang was heard from outside the bathroom. They had broken down the front door. "We don't have time for this, c'mon," he said and grabbed your wrist, pulling you towards the window before you had the chance to put on your shirt.

"Dante!" you scowled as he picked you up in his arms and jumped out of the window. You held onto your shirt tightly in your hands, you didn't want to go running outside with just your bra and pants on. He continued to run down the back of the motel until he stopped at the corner and set you down. He glanced at you before grinning.

"Cute bra," he remarked making you flush and turn away from him to put your shirt on. In the distance you could here police sirens going off loudly. This just keeps getting better and better. You pulled your shirt over your stomach and felt Dante grab your hand once again, pulling you along as he ran along the motel's walls. He then stopped at another corner, peeking out at the front area. "Shit..." you heard him cuss.

"We have the place surrounded, come out with your hands behind your head," one of the policeman said through a microphone.

"We are so doomed..." you whispered, burring your face in your hands.

"Not if I have something to say about it," Dante remarked and grabbed your wrist pulling you towards the parking lot, towards a man who was just getting off his motorcycle.

"Dante! No!" you shouted, but Dante ignored you as he jumped on the bike, aiming a gun at the owner of it.

"Shhhh, I wouldn't scream if I were you," he said with a smirk towards the man who held his hand up in a surrendering position. "Get on, babe," he ordered, still keeping his eyes on the man. With hesitation, you jumped on behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist as he started up the bike. Dante instantly drove off, putting his gun back in its place as he lifted the front wheel in the air, the engine growling loudly. You held onto Dante tightly, closing your eyes as you heard gun shots from the officers. "Hold on, __________," he shouted over his shoulder before driving onto the road.

"It's not like I have a choice, do I?" you remarked, pissed at him for making you do this. I'm so doomed.

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*Author's Note: Err, yeah, I guess only four today?