Devil May Cry
Dimensions to your world and the next
Chapter 39
Warnings: Language and violence, as far I as I can tell....
*Author's Note: Now what's gonna happen? I hope some more thrilling-ness of Dante's daring stunts....okay, I don't even know what I said there.... o_o
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Losing the police proved to be easy. After their little run in with the train, no cop was following you, allowing Dante to speed quickly to gain some miles before the police was back on track. Driving at an amazing speed wasted much gas, causing Dante to having to make a stop at a gas station. You took the opportunity to enter the rest room while he poured in some gas for the car. After washing your hands in the sink, you made your way out. It was such awesome weather. Warm, yet breezy. Wasn't it still fall? Hm, maybe it was Global Warming. Wait, did this dimension have global warming? You kept with that thought as you took your leisure.
Finding it pointless to figure out the unimportant, you gazed towards the car. Dante had taken his jacket off, now supposedly lying on the back seat of the car as he leaned, topless against the vehicle, watching the amount of gas he put in on the tiny screen of the meter. Temptation got the better of you as you starred over his well toned torso, his abs chiseled, his muscles flexed. God damn...how the hell did I get his attention in the first place? you wondered. Dante just looked too good for anybody; you would have expected him to attain ultimately high standards because of his good looks. Shrugging it off, you reached the car, both exchanging a smile.
"Can I ask you something?"
Dante grinned. "Whatever you want, babe."
"Where are you going to get the money to pay for the gas?"
"I got enough," he replied. You blinked a few times. Where was he getting the money? He seemed to have an endless supply, and of course it couldn't just appear out of nowhere, unless Dante had a new talent that you weren't aware of.
You decided not to pursue your asking of the topic, instead, you changed it.
"Are you still going to drive?"
"Yeah, unless you'd like to do all the get away stunts, then be my guest."
Instantly, you shook your head. "No, I'm good."
Dante chuckled. "Wait in the car, I'll be right back." You nodded to him, watching as he went to go pay for the gas. You entered the passenger side, clicking on your seatbelt. You began playing with the radio as you waited for Dante's return, sitting back when he entered the car. "All right, let's go," he announced, putting the car in gear and driving off.
You began searching around, noticing something missing. "Hey, where's the book?"
Dante glanced towards you. "Maybe you dropped it when we drove away from the cops." He then approached the vehicle to an intersection. Dante slowed to a stop at the red light by another car at his side. The man had both of his windows open, his music slightly blaring.
"Wait, I think I see it," you said. "It's under your seat, can you grab it?"
"Can't babe, the light will be changing soon." Dante turned his head, stealing a glance from the man as he was gazing at you.
You sighed. "Forget it." Leaning down, you tried reaching for the book as your chest rested over Dante's legs. Dante looked down for a moment, watching as you took off your seat belt in order to reach further. Dante caught a glimpse from the man in the car beside him, his eyebrows raised and mouth agape as he watched the scene in his point of view.
Dante understood his expression of shock, understanding the man has suspected you were doing something sexual, rather then reaching for a book that was lost under his car seat. Dante gazed at the man, smirking as he nodded his head, as if bragging. The man starred wide eyed at Dante, his mouth opened as if saying 'oh, shit'. Of course, you were oblivious of this, concentration on grabbing the spine of the book. Finally, you grabbed it, leaning back up and sliding it on your lap.
Dante glanced back at you, an impish grin on his face. "Babe, you got something on your lips."
"I do?" You began rubbing your fingers over your bottom lip, hoping to wipe away whatever it was. Although, unknowing to you, there was nothing at all. As you wiped at an imaginary mark you looked across to the driver through Dante's window, his face in pure shock, before his lips formed into a sly smile as he winked at you. "Why is that man looking at me weird?" you wondered aloud. Dante began laughing hysterically as the lights changed, instantly driving.
You looked at him oddly, clicking on your seatbelt. "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing," he replied, biting down on his bottom lip to stop himself.
You narrowed your eyes at him. Rolling your eyes, you ignored that event and relaxed in your seat. "Forget that I even asked you, I don't think I even want to know." Dante began laughing again.
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*Author's Note: Oh wow, this was definetly interesting. I didn't think DS knew about this stuff when she was in fourth grade, though. She might know it now that she's older, but.... I dunno.....