Devil May Cry

Dimensions to your world and the next

Chapter 47

Warnings: Language and Violence

*Author's Note: Okay, so temporarily, and hopefully for a long while, it will stay to the point where I can fix it. So, here comes up to chapter fifty today. Enjoy, 'cause there's actually not too many left, how sad.... I wonder if there are anymore stories I can bring over.....

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Dante sat there in thought, his mind circling around what Lucinda had just spoke of. A connection? The two of you now shared a connection? It was strange to him, but this could also work to his advantages. He smirked at the idea. Now he knew when to draw the line if he went to far. Not only that, but he also knew whether you were in danger or not if you would ever be taken away from him again. Another question was then brought up. Would you and Dante still hold this connection when you would go back to your dimension? But before Dante could ask, there was a knock on the door.

Lucinda and him both brought their attention towards it, the door slowly opened. A nurse entered in, you were right behind her.

"I'm sorry, but visiting hours are over. Ms. Glorenni needs her rest," the nurse said.

Dante nodded, slowly getting up from his seat. You walked up to Lucinda's bed, both exchanging a warm embrance.

"Get well soon, okay?" you told her.

She smiled brightly. "I will, oh, and please come by tomorrow, I have much to tell you. Half of it will be about this book." She tapped her finger onto the cover of it. "If you don't mind I'd like to hold onto it."

"No problem."

"We'll see you tomorrow," Dante whispered, holding up her hand and kissing it softly.

"Go off and relax," Lucinda replied.

"Bye."

Dante and you left without another word, letting the nurse tend to Lucinda. You stretched as you walked along side Dante, smiling warmly.

"I'm kinda hungry," you remarked.

Dante smirked. "In the mood for pizza?"

You nodded. "Oh yeah."

Dante had been the one to drive this time considering you didn't know the way to Devil May Cry from beyond this point. The ride was silent, neither of you spoke a word after leaving the hospital. Although you did want to ask what Lucinda and Dante talked about, but it wasn't any of your business to know. Once you reached Dante's shop, you jumped out of the car, taking in the familiar area. This was the closest thing to home for you. A frown formed upon your lips as you thought about your mother and father. How were they doing? Did they miss you as much as you missed them?

"You all right?" Dante suddenly asked, breaking you from your thoughts as he placed a hand on your shoulder.

You nodded slowly. "Yeah, I'm okay."

Dante smiled. "C'mon." He laced his fingers with yours, guiding you towards the entrance of the building.

He opened the door for you, waiting until you entered before entering in himself. You looked around the room. Nothing had changed since you last left this place. Dante brushed past you, taking off his coat and throwing it on the hanger while grabbing the phone that lay in dormant for many days without a single pick up. You walked towards the couch, taking a seat as Dante dialed a number and began speaking to the person on the other line. He brought the phone away from his ear, looking towards you.

"What do you want on the pizza?"

"Pepperoni and extra cheese is good enough for me," you replied, lying down on your seat now as you stared up at the ceiling.

Dante then turned back to the phone, telling them what he wanted on the pizza. He told them the address and then hung up the phone. Dante strode over to you, hovering over you with his hands on his hips, a smirk on his lips.

"Comfortable?"

"Let me guess, you want to sit down, too?" you asked.

"Just lift your head," he told you.

You obeyed and lifted your head as he sat down, his lap just under your head. You smiled lightly, laying your head as his comfortable lap. Dante then reached for the remote from the old coffee table that lay in front of television. He proped his boots on the table, slouching slightly as he turned on the television, immediatly flipping through the channels. You turned your body slightly, your hand rested upon his leg as you watched through the many TV stations Dante avoided.

Dante brought his hand to your hair, stroking it absentmindly.

"Do you think Aeon will find us here?" you suddenly brought up.

Dante sighed. "I don't know. Lets just relax and forget about that asshole tonight."

You agreed throughly. After a few minutes of channel-surfing, Dante finally decided to leave it on a movie that was giving. Immediatly you recognized the movie to be Nightmare on Elmstreet. This was one of your favourite horror movies, although it may have been outdated but it contained class. Unlike the new movies that have been made recently whom spent all their money on the blood and gore but couldn't even afford some decent actors. You didn't even know that Dante's dimension could get the movies that are made from your dimension. You didn't bother to ask though. Dante and you watched intently for the next few minutes until there was a knock on the door. Dante groaned in protest, while you had sighed at the same moment. You sat up, allowing him to stand from the couch and answer the door that seemed to be at such a far reach.

"Thanks, man," Dante said to the Pizzaboy, as he handed him the pizza in exchange for the money. "Keep the change."

Dante held the pizzabox with one hand as he closed the door behind the boy. He made his way back to you, placing the box onto the coffee table.

"Water or beer?" Dante asked you.

You laughed silently. "I think I'll take water."

He smirked. "You're no fun."

You shook your head as he left the room, opening the steaming box, revealing the heavenly pizza as it were. It really had been a while since you had pizza last. You examined the essence of all that is good. Half of the pizza was just pepperoni and cheese while the other half contained pepperoni, olives, onions, red peppers, green peppers, mushrooms and cheese--which seemed to be hidden under all the substances. Immediatly you grabbed a piece, already taking a bite.

"Geez, calm down, porky. Couldn't you have waited until I came back with the drinks?" Dante jested as he turned off the light, adding to the spooky atmospshere.

You shrugged knowingly, and continued to chew the piece you had bit off. Dante rolled his eyes and plopped down beside you, handing you a bottle of water before uncapping his beer can. The two of you became silent again, bringing your attention back to the movie as you munched on your pizzas. Minutes later, and the whole pizza was gone. You hadn't realized how hungry you really were. But ignoring that insignificant thought, you leaned against Dante as you continued to watch the movie. He wrapped his arm around your shoulder affectionatly. He brought his lips to your cheek.

"So, ______, how about that backrub?"

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*Author's Note: Hmm, backrub, huh? Sounds nice, right about now, y'know?