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Ladylike	By : evilmala Category: +A through F > Devil May Cry Views: 3267 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Devil May Cry game series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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ohohohoho...getting fluffy now!..lol..blood and gore promised in the later chapters. Legal stuff..i don�t own Devil May Cry or Big Wreck. please review. sorry about the short chapter..
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Since Samsara�s hotel was on the other side of the city. Dante figured things could go a hell of a lot more faster if she just spent the night at his house. She reluctantly agreed. Dante was about to bounce off the walls that she was going to stay but honestly there was no promise of being anywhere near her. She constantly had that cold look in her eyes. Something that guys like Dante would call �Ice Princess�. He didn�t want to lose this job so he wasn�t gonna monkey around, innocent souls and a more than a million dollars were at stake. Dante suggested that Samsara sleep in Trish�s old room since it had a decent bed. They headed upstairs
�How on earth did you get the name Samsara?� Dante questioned as he pulled out a comforter down from the closet. �My adoptive parents were hippies,� Sam answered as she spread the sheet on the bed, �they were big fans of the Beatles and researched the Hindu religion. Samsara means the continuous cycle of life and death� .Dante couldn�t help to think how corny that was, Samsara was a beautiful name but he was expecting a more different story than that. �What happened to your parents?� Dante probed further. He spread the comforter on the bed. �Oh, my mother was a prostitute, my father raped her and tried to kill her. She died giving birth to me.� Dante was speechless, as he watched Samsara fluff her pillows with no emotion. He gave Samsara an empathic look, she glanced over at him. �You can�t change the past Dante, what happened has happened.� she said coldly as if it was rehearsed. � Don�t feel sorry for me my adoptive parents made it up in everyway.� she said holding her head high. She tried to change the topic, �How about you ? I know your father is the great Sparda. What was your mother like?� Dante cleared his throat, looked down and spoke, �Well she was a very kind and gentle woman, very beautiful too.� He sensed Samsara�s eyes on him, he looked up at her, �Like you said Sam, you can�t change the past, what happened has happened.� She nodded understandingly. �Your gonna sleep in that?� Dante pointed at her attire. �Oh no,� she laughed, �I was gonna ask you if I could borrow something.� �I�ll go grab you something�. He turned and went back down the hall to his room. He figured she wouldn�t be the �sleep naked� type. Dante went to the closet and pulled out something for her to wear. It was some old black shirt. At this point he could imagine Samsara sleeping in a flannel pj set. All the cotton and fluff hiding that beautiful body of hers. She should start sleeping naked, sharing the same bed as him. He mentally shook himself. �I don�t think so� he thought, �at least not now�. He headed back to her room. Samsara had taken off her boots and was now sitting on the corner of the bed. He handed her the shirt. �Well then,� he said drawing in his breath, �good night, well at least good sleep anyway. I think the sun is coming up already.� She gave him a small smile. �Good sleep to you too.� Dante walked out and closed the door. He leaned against the wall beside it. No way in hell he was gonna get any sleep now!. He ran fingers through his hair, walked down the to the window at the end of the hall and looked outside. The sun was coming up. He grinned to himself, it was sure to be an interesting assignment he turned to walk down the hall to his room.
Morning came and went as the day turned into late afternoon when Samsara awoke. She stretched out in the large bed. She had been accustomed to sleeping alone, she�d been doing it her entire life. Sure she had men in her life, but they had never made it to bed. She knew she could have men if she wanted to. Hell, last night the demon hunter would�ve pinned her to the mattress like some rare butterfly to a board if she sent the faintest sign of being interested. Samsara shuddered at the thought. She couldn�t help to feel attracted to him after all he was very good looking. But she knew better, she wanted to remain pure and untouched. She felt more powerful that way. If she blocked carnal instinct she�d have more control over herself. �But then,� she thought, �what happens if I�m afraid to lose control?�. She chased away all the stupid questions like that in her head. She had a job to do. And when it was finished she�d head back to LA. She started to get dressed into what she was wearing the night before. When she was finished she pulled out a knife she kept under her pillow in habit. She�d been doing that since she was a child. She feared that she would meet the same fate as her mother if she wasn�t careful. She slid it back into her boot. Her other weapons were back at her hotel. She really didn�t bother to bring them since she knew that the world should be more afraid of her than she was afraid of it. She made the bed, wanting to be a good house guest. Her manners and presence were immaculate. Maybe it was that way because she�d spent years in the public eye. She opened the door and quietly stepped out into the hall. She tiptoed down the kitchen to anyone was there, but it was empty. She headed back upstairs and stood as to what she thought was Dante�s room. She nervously knocked. She didn�t want to wake the host, but they had a job to do. There was no reply. She knocked a little louder getting back no response. She had no choice but to go in. She slowly opened the door and crept into his room. She felt really nervous. �Why the hell do I have the jitters?� she reasoned, �he�s helping me with my assignment and that's it!�. The curtains let some sunlight through so she could see. She looked around, the room was huge. There was a large bookshelf that spanned the side of one wall. A table next to it filled with papers, a large chair over by the window and the bed was placed in the middle of it. All the furnishing seemed to be antique. She moved closer to the bed which was massive in size as well with a huge carved headboard. Something done in a cherry wood colour. She thought to her self �Why am I analyzing the guys furniture? I should be waking him up.� She stood next to the bed and saw Dante. He was stretched out on his back with his arms above his head. His legs bent slightly and the sheets had slipped down from his chest. She assumed he slept with no clothes on. Samsara stared. He looked so beautiful, like some renaissance statue. Michelangelo, Da Vinci, and Dontallo would�ve fought to sculpt him. Completely out of her own will she knelt beside the bed and brushed back some hair that had fallen over his sleeping eyes. She forced her hand that wanted to touch his face ever further come back to her side. �Dante� said softly, �We better get going.� He stirred. She�d have to be more louder to wake him. But she didn�t want to disturb and break the spell he was creating. She gently placed her hands on her shoulders and leaned over into his neck and whispered. �Dante, it�s time to wake up�. He opened his eyes and looked up into her face. He smiled and a warm sensation crawled up Samsara�s spine. Before it could reach to become a blush on her face she pushed the feeling down. �Good afternoon Dante,� she said politely. � Good afternoon,� he said back. He sat up and stretched. �I hope you slept well�. Samsara rarely slept well but last night she did catch a couple of hours. �I did thank you, and you?�. �Oh yah! I was out like a light!� He laughed, Dante lied. He was probably only got 2-3 hours. The rest of the night he was thinking about how lucky his old shirt was to be on Samsara. �Well then, I�ll be downstairs looking after the breakfast situation.� she said standing up. She felt very uncomfortable. �Oh yah..lemme get dressed and I�ll join you in a minute.� He smiled and winked at her. She nodded and headed out. He couldn�t help but smile to himself. He was awake that entire time she was in the room.
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