Title: Virtues: Learning by Example
Rating: T
Pairing: Dante x Lady
Disclaimer: Devil May Cry is the property of Capcom
Summary: They say the best way to learn is by watching through example
Status: Complete
A/N: OK, finito! This is the last drabble set I will write for this particular fic! Promise! Special thanks to V. for a) prodding me to finish this and b) coming up with ideas on some of the virtues. Enjoy!

Chastity

He didn't even glance at the familiar building as they walked by. Dante seemed oblivious to the business called "Love Planet" that he used to frequent so much in his youth.

Lady smirked in her head; that was good. It saved her from having to beat him up for ogling the strippers.

Moderation

With a fierce snarl twisting her face, Lady emptied the gun's clip into the demon. Even when her firearm clicked empty her finger still kept pulling the trigger. She was about to change the cartridge when restraining fingers clamped around her wrist.

"Easy there," Dante's cool voice suddenly said in her ear. With a smooth motion he lowered her tense arm. "You're gonna save some bullets for the other demons, yeah?"

She nodded numbly and gave one final stare at the dead creature before letting Dante tug her away. But the image of the clownish devil stayed in her mind for the rest of the hunt.

Generosity

Dante had refrained from drinking tomato juice for months. He'd even cut down on his pizza consumption!

But Dante thought the sacrifices were well worth it. The look on Lady's face when he gave the new motorcycle to her was priceless.

Zeal

She told him she was too tired to go outside today and all she wanted to do was lie down. As usual, he didn't listen to her.

Dante bugged Lady till she finally acquiesced to going to the beach with him. Once there she flopped down on their towel and tried to take a nap.

She growled when he nudged her foot.

"What?" she asked without looking up.

"Let's go surfing," Dante proposed.

"No."

"Aw come on, live a little! Your life can't be about demon hunting all the time!"

"No."

"It'll be fun!"

Knowing he'd never stop till she gave in (again), Lady wordlessly grabbed a surfboard from him. Once she was riding the waves, Lady found out that he was right.

Kindness

"Dammit!"

Lady pressed the trigger several times, but it wouldn't budge. Something had made her pistol stall, and it was not a good thing during the middle of a heated battle.

"Here."

Without warning her defective gun was tossed away before Ebony replaced it. She stared at the black handgun suddenly in her grip before looking at Dante.

She hadn't needed to ask, and he hadn't bitched at her mistake. Sometimes he did know when to keep his mouth shut.

Smiling at her partner, Lady began to shoot.

Love

Lady started when she found the magazine unceremoniously yanked away from her.

"Hey, I was reading that!"

"Scar removal therapy?" Dante quirked an eyebrow at the article. "You thinkin' about getting it? Do your scars hurt you or something?"

"Well … no," she squirmed uncomfortably under his gaze. "I was just reading it to pass the time."

"So you aren't getting it?" he insisted.

"No," Lady sighed.

"Good," Dante grinned as he crouched down in front of her. He planted a warm and tender kiss on the scar at the bridge of her nose.

"'Cuz I love you just the way you are."

Humility

She looked up as Dante slammed the phone down with particular annoyance. Lady shot him a questioning look, and after several moments of inarticulate grumbling, he answered.

"Some idiot wanted to know about my old man," Dante muttered. "I told him no way! I'm not Sparda so you're outta luck."

Catching her worried stare, Dante grinned back.

"Don't worry, babe. I may not be a Legendary Dark Knight but I'm happy with who I am. I'm Dante, bane of all demons, and luckiest man alive."

"You are?" Lady inquired.

"Yup. I got you don't I?" he winked at her.