AN: I know the subject in this chapter kind of came sudden but thats how dante is. he doesnt take things slow. so dont worry about it. also I cant believe I managed to update my fic without a computer. god bless my mother and her laptop (and my grandma and her comp too). My next chapter shouldnt take so long now that i got everything I need to get the fic to really pick up.

Disclaimer: I dont own capcom or dmc. if i did i sure as hell wouldnt be writing a fic about a game i own.. O.o

Chapter 8

Crystal lay in her makeshift bed on the sofa staring up at the dark ceiling. She sighed, running the days events through her mind. She sighed again and sat up, unable to sleep. She looked down the hall that led to Dante's bedroom and wondered what he was going to do to help her end her father's pursuit of her.

For being a devil hunter, he wasn't doing much of anything. She was getting frustrated with him. He should be helping her not sitting around doing nothing. She swung her legs around and stood from the couch, marching down the hall.

She faced his door and knocked on it loudly. She waited a moment for him to get to the door to answer, but he never came. She knocked again, even louder, still he didn't come. Crystal sighed angrily and opened the door. She looked around the darkened room and saw no one. "Where is he?" she asked herself.

Dante walked into the house he earlier investigated, this time more prepared for an attack. He just hoped Crystal would be okay alone at the office. He knew the man that was after her was adamant about catching her.

He let out a disgruntled sigh and started searching though the house, beginning with the main room. He walked to the desk that lay in two pieces by the old woman's body. The silver haired half-devil started rummaging through the papers searching for information. One paper after another he looked for anything he could use to stop Crystal's father. After an hour, he had found nothing and moved on.

Dante continued his search upstairs. He looked from one bedroom to the next. He opened the door to the master bedroom. It was decorated in floral patterns, porcelain dolls and family photos; it must have been the old woman's room. He began walking around the room, observing the pictures. He saw old photo's of a woman with a young green-eyed brunette boy and others with whole families.

One of these pictures in particular drew his attention. It had the same woman, child and man in it, like the one he took back to his office. This time with the old lady and the child looked about three years old. Dante picked it up and pulled the picture out of the back. He turned it over and saw the names on it. "To Rose; From Vivian, Crystal and Adriano. We love you…" he murmured allowed.

Dante smirked, "So your name is Adriano…" he stated. He took the photograph and tucked it in his pocket.

He then continued on with his search of the room. He started searching drawers. He opened and rummaged through dresser drawers and desk drawers until he came across a thick diary with floral patterns on it and a heavy lock. "This could help," he remarked, tucking it under his arm and starting his way home.

The door opened and Crystal looked up from the sofa, Dante walked in with what appeared to be a new picture and a thick book. "Where did you go?" she asked softly.

"Doing my job," he answered giving her a smirk.

"Oh. Okay."

After a few hours of silence and Dante reading the diary he found at his desk, he made a surprised noise and flipped the page he was on back and fourth. He looked up at Crystal and smirked a bit. "Your dad's name is Adriano, eh?" he asked.

She looked at him a bit surprised. "Yeah, how did you know that?" she replied.

Dante held up a picture. "Has his name on the back. Along with yours, your mother and some old woman's name."

"Is her name Rose?" she asked hopefully.

"Yeah…"

"She is my grandma. How is she?"

"I—found an old woman lying on the floor, apparently killed by demons…"

Crystal's eyes widened in horror, "You're lying!" she exclaimed in shock. She buried her face in her hands and let out a groan of frustration and started cursing herself out in anger.

Dante froze at her reaction. He didn't know what to do; he just sat there and watched as she became furious with herself.

He stared at her from across the room for a few minutes as she recovered. She tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear and took a deep breath. "I'm okay… somehow I knew father would resort to that…" she stated.

"Huh?" he looked at her dumbfounded.

She rolled her eyes, 'man is this guy a block-head' she thought. She sighed, "To draw me out… if I had told you about him sooner she might be alive." She waved her hand. "Don't worry about it… he went off the deep end a long time ago," she explained.

After a nod and a few moments of awkward silence, Dante stood and walked over to her then bent down, giving her a soft kiss on the cheek. Crystal blinked several times, confused at his sudden move on her. He smirked quickly, pleased with her reaction. "I'll kill him for you. Don't worry."

She nodded quickly and watched Dante start to walk away. "Wait."

"Hmm?"

Crystal got up and walked over to him, she hesitated a moment then stood on her toes and gave him a small kiss on the cheek. "Thanks," she replied, smiling sheepishly.

Dante gave her a smirk. "Oh, that's all I get is a little tiny kiss? I was kind of hoping for more…" he said teasingly. He bent down to her height and pointed to his cheek. "C'mon, gimme a better one?" he asked with a grin.

"Okay," she leaned forward to give him another kiss on the cheek but he turned his head and kissed her back.

Crystal drew in a breath and stiffened up, about ready to pull away and slap him but the kiss was… very good; she liked it. She leaned into it and kissed him back, her body relaxing. Dante wrapped his arm around her waist and slowly pulled her in, deepening the kiss. Her body automatically moved in to his, of its own accord. Her mind was racing. 'Why am I doing this? I hardly know him…' she thought. 'He's attractive though.' She felt his tongue lightly draw across her bottom lip, seeking entry into her mouth. She opened her mouth slightly, allowing him to continue his explorations. His tongue entered her mouth, and began to dance with her own.

Dante brought a hand up from her him, tracing her body up to hold the back of her neck. He gently held her into the kiss. She let his tongue dance with hers only for a moment before breaking the kiss. She smiled guiltily at him. "This is just going to kill our client/employer relationship."

"It's not like I'm being paid for this job," he stated blatantly, while drawing his bottom lip along her jaw line to her right ear. "Just consider it a favor…for a very good looking girl…" he whispered while placing a soft kiss on her earlobe.

Crystal blushed at his flirtatious comment. Her heart was pounding and her mind continued to race from thought to thought.

Dante's icy blue eyes met with her own bright green ones for a brief second; they were filled with lust, he wanted more, but he didn't want to scare her off. His hand began rubbing her lower back; he bent down and gave her another passionate kiss, this time shorter than the last.

A nagging feeling rose in her stomach; she couldn't help but wonder if this was a one time kiss or not. She was about to ask when then phone rang. Dante released her and walked over to it. "We will continue later babe." He gave her a wink then picked up the phone. She let out an inaudible satisfied sigh and sat down. She was happy she didn't have to ask about that kiss.

Crystal watched silently as he talked on the phone. He finally hung up, a grim look on his face. "Guess who that was…"

Crystal closed her eyes and cringed. "My father?"

"Gheis."

"Shit. What did he say?"

"He has Trish. He knows where you are now. He will give her back if I hand you over." Dante snorted. "I am not handing you over, and they don't know who they are messing with. Trish is more than she seems."

Crystal blinked. "She isn't human?" she asked, a bit shocked.

"Nope."

"Okay, now what?"

"We find out where Trish is being held then we rescue her and kill Gheis and his boss."

Gheis looked down on the 'Devil Never Cry' building from a rooftop across the street. The purple-eyed demon opened his cell phone and auto-dialed his boss. After a few rings it picked up. "Yes, sir, the bait is now set. They know we have her…" he paused for a moment, listening to Adriano speak. "Yes, sir. I shall continue observing… hello, what is this? It appears your daughter and the half-demon protecting her have developed a relationship," he continued, as he watched the two kissing on the couch.

Gheis listened for another moment as his master responded to this new development. "Yes sir. I will be sure to use this to my advantage…" he smirked then flipped his phone shut and replaced it in his pocket.

Dante sat next to Crystal and brushed her chocolate brown hair out of her face. "This isn't your fault. I should have dealt with that phone call myself," he stated.

She shook her head. "It's not your fault either. H-he… well, lets talk about it later. I don't feel comfortable talking about it now," she murmured softly.

Dante leaned towards her, slipping his hand around the back of her neck, kissing her deeply. She closed her eyes and kissed him back; she couldn't help but feel like he was just flirting with her. She knew he was a bit of a ladies man when she saw him flirt with the pizza girl from the door of the hall. Also, there were the various posters of naked women adorning the room.

Crystal tried to push those thoughts from her mind, maybe she just wasn't just a play thing for him. She pulled away from the kiss, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. Dante looked at her confused a bit. "What's wrong babe?"

"I like you and all, but I can't help but think that…" she sighed and closed her eyes for a moment then opened them and looked into his icy blue eyes. "I don't know any other way to put this… that I'm just… another girl…" she trailed off when she noticed he was looking at her odd.

"Uhh…" he looked away and scratched his head. He didn't know how to answer her.

Dante smirked, regaining his composure. "Of course you're more than just a fling," he said, lifting her chin and kissed her on the lips softly for a moment then pulled away and smirked at her. "You're too hot for a fling," he answered slyly.

Crystal blinked and blushed for a second then smiled at him devilishly. "Well, you're hot too."

Dante coughed, and then smirked at her sudden advance on him. "Thanks, angel." He kissed her again then leaned back on the sofa and stared at the ceiling.

Crystal smiled at him and did the same. She was now satisfied, knowing she wasn't just a one-night-stand.