Devil May Cry

Dimensions to your world and the next

Chapter 36

Warnings: Language and violence, as far I as I can tell....

*Author's Note: Hmm, well, we're about half way into the story, and so far there's only been language and violence stuff. Knowing how DS used to write, (she doesn't write on quizilla anymore, she's not allowed to) there may be a lemon in here. But, there's the possibility that there isn't, and also, that quizilla may have taken it off. So if a chapter is skipped in here, it's either my fault, or it was deleted.

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You skimmed your sight over the map you held as Dante drove a rented, old Toyota. His sight was transfixed on the long road that continued on for hours. Once the sun had come up, the two of you awoke and left, but not before the old woman graciously offered you some money, enough to rent a car. She was a sweet woman, and friendly too, sharing her stories of her past life, not like Dante was interested, but you listened intently. And just like Dante said, he called Lucinda's place after you all ate, and just as he suspected, there was no answer. Dante hung up and called the hospital, and indeed one of the nurses informed him that she was there, slowly healing and in a poor state. You could see the look in Dante's eyes as the nurse said this, it held such worry and even regret for leaving her alone. They must have been closer then just friends. But you decided not to ask, it was not your part to intervene in his personal life.

First off, though, seeing as Lucinda wasn't going to leave the hospital anytime soon, Dante made a decision that it would be best to go back and visit Maxis' house. Anything in there would prove useful to find your way back home. You navigated Dante on his turns as you scanned the map, helping him reach to the address that was written on the card he was given days ago. The difficult part was entering the city without any authority spotting you. Who knew if they were still looking for the two of you, but you weren't taking any chances, you didn't have the time. Aeon was most likely cooking up a plan and if he is using his time on that instead of trying to find you, then that meant every minute was valuable.

"Turn right here," you instructed, the city coming into view. "Do you think we'll have any trouble?" Suddenly, Dante pulled over at a gas station, parking the vehicle in a lot. "What are you doing?"

"The last thing we need is a car chase, and then getting this car fucked up. We still need it to get back to visit Lucinda. Besides, walking would be more undetectable," he answered, turning off the car and stepping out. You got out also.

You shut the door, making sure it's locked before meeting up with him.

"I think the first thing they'll notice is your hair," you pointed out.

Dante looked up, brushing his fingers over his white, silver locks. "What's wrong with my hair?"

"It's not usual that a criminal has white hair, especially if he has the face of a young man."

"I'm not a criminal, I'm just misunderstood." You rolled your eyes, chuckling softly. "C'mon, I want to get there as soon as possible. I want to see how Lucinda is doing." He grabbed your hand, pulling you down the trail of the road, towards the city.

It may not have been your part to intervene, but the thought was eating inside you, you couldn't help but just ask that simple question. "What's your relationship with Lucinda?" you asked. He gazed at you with a cocked up brow. You blushed, averted your sight to the ground. "I was just wondering...you seem rather close..."

Dante smirked, squeezing your hand. "Aw, babe, ya know I got my eyes on only you. Lucinda is just a really close friend, she's like my sister. I'd do anything for her."

You looked back to him, blinking a few times. "Wait, what did you say?"

"I'd do anything for her...?" Dante said with uncertainty.

You shook your head. "No, before that."

"Um, she's like my sister?"

"Before that."

"I only got my eyes on you?" You flushed as he said, this like it didn't mean anything; it was just another sentence of words. Was that how he felt about it? Because, the words he said warmed your heart. Dante was probably being his flirty self, as always but the words sounded deeper in the way he said it. The kisses he gave, you thought really nothing of them, maybe a little fun on Dante's part, while it confused you. Did his kisses actually meant affection? Dante watched you strangely, then having this knowing look to him. "What are you thinking about?" he asked.

"Uh, what? What are you talking about?" you snapped out of your thoughts, your face becoming redder.

Dante slightly narrowed his eyes playful, his chin tilted up a bit. "You had this weird look in your eye when you were starring at me. What are you thinking about?" he demanded this time.

"Nothing, nothing at all...I just zoned out, yeah, that's what I did, zoned out," you confirmed.

Dante didn't seem convinced, but to your relief, he didn't push on. "We'll have this conversation later...right now, I think I'd like to go Devil Trigger, walking is overrated." Uh-oh, that's not good. What's wrong with me? Sure, he's hot, but am I really falling for him...slowly?

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*Author's Note: Hmm, I'll mention this at the begining of the next chapter, but those scaly demons? You know them, well, DS calls them Armmadessons, and she did draw a picture of them (a very crummy one, probably drew it when she was back in...what, three years ago.....so..when she was in fourth grade? Yeah, she named them armmadessons.