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+A through F › Devil May Cry
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
4,412
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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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Disclaimer: Me no own Devil May Cry or any of its affiliates. It belongs to the mighty Capcom. ^_^
A/N: Finally a second chapter! Lol. Enjoy the banter. I had to sit here and figure out what I wanted to do with the story. make it a two chapter story...or turn it into a full fledged story. I chose to make this into a full fledged story. Have fun!
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The minute that it took for Ashton to get to the dressing room went by in a colorful blur. She ignored everyone who tried to stop her and even stormed past Kira who tried to ask her what happened. How could she be so stupid? Letting him put his hands on her like that. All for a quick dollar. The other dancers were out around the stage. Ashton was alone. She sat on a stool that some how appeared in midst of the haze she was going through. For the first time in her life she didn't know what to do. And on top of that she allowed herself to get marked. Ashton looked at the row of mirrors across the room from her. She could see the damn hickey from there. "That dirty motherfuc-" Before she could continue someone stormed into the room calling out her name.
"Ashton!"
Ashton turned and looked at the door. Kira was standing there and she looked worried. "What the hell happened in there? What did Dante do to you?" she asked while rushing over to Ashton's side. The girl sighed. "Nothing happened. He just made me realize something." Ashton ran her fingers through her hair and shut her eyes suddenly feeling tired. She didn't really feel like explaining what had happened in room 6.
Kira moved to stand infront of Ashton. The poor girl looked conflicted. Kira looked a little closely. What was that on her neck?
Suddenly she heard a gasp. Ashton opened an eye.
Kira was standing right infront of her and her eyes were locked onto her neck. "Ooooo..." She said while shaking her left hand infront of her."You got a hickey!"
Ashton felt her weariness leave and anger rose in her again. "Dante gave it to me while I was giving him a lap dance." She put her hand on her neck.
Kira blinked. "Are you serious?" Ashton rolled her eyes. "Does it look like I'm lying?"
Suddenly Kira grinned letcherously. "How was he?"
Ashton couldn't believe her ears. "What?" She made a face and looked at her.
Kira started to pace the area, her heels clicking on the ground. "How was he? Was he rough? Did he start it? Did you kiss him? Did he have a huge cock? Was it thick?" She squealed. "I've been dying to even get a kiss from him! I've had to settle for hugs for 3 years!"
"What?" Ashton continued to look at her funnily. The man practically raped her in the room and Kira was as giddy as a schoolgirl.
"It must have been one hell of a lapdance." She said letting out a sigh. "Wow..."
"Listen...Kira? You can have him. Even if I were to even try to have a relationship with him you know it won't work. We're from two different worlds. And on top of that he'll just get in the way of my dancing." Ashton stood up and stretched. She had to catch the next bus that took her into her neighborhood. Ashton went to her duffel bag and started to pull out her underwear and clothes. Kira took her seat.
"Nah. You guys don't have to date."
"What are you getting at?" Ashton folded her arms.
"You know...you guys could be fuck-buddies. I think you need it." Kira looked in a mirror and ran her fingers through her long hair.
"WHAT?!" Ashton yelled. "No way! There is no way I'd let that prick into my pants!"
"What are you some kind of virgin? The prick won't be in your pants darling." Kira laughed.
"Shut up! If you want him so god-damned bad go for it!" Ashton ran her fingers through her tangled curls.
"Oh my God! If I could I would! If we did start fucking and it turns out to totally suck I know I won't talk to him ever again. Soon our friendship is ruined and then on top of that we'll end up losing our top paying customer..." Kira paused and then her face lit up. "Speaking of pay and fucking...Dante left me a nice little something for you."
Kira dug into her back pocket and pulled out something green and folded.
Ashton who was already changed into her cotton blue undies glanced at her. "I can't accept that." She pulled on a pair of dark blue jeans and buttoned them up.
"Why not?" Kira unfolded the money and whistled. "He left you with three-hundred fucking dollars. God-damn what did you do in there girl? Get on your knees and show him a good time?"
Ashton who was getting ready to put on her white tee-shirt; stopped getting dressed. "Shut the hell up!" She threw the shirt at Kira's face.
Kira caught it and tossed it back to her. "Ooh...Someone's getting a little touchy."
Ashton snatched the shirt from mid-air and threw it on. "You got a rubber-band in your pocket or something?"
Kira searched her pockets and found a thick rubber-band in her right pocket. She wrapped it around the money and tossed it to Ashton who caught it reluctantly. "I'm not taking this money, Kira. No matter what you tell me...I'm not going to take it."
"Madame Kuresnokov's School of Dance." Kira folded her arms. "Isn't tuition coming up?"
Ashton threw on her sneakers. A pair of beaten up converses. "But financial aid-"
"Financial aid pays for half. What about the other half, Ashton? That has to come out of your pockets. And on top of all that you have rent to pay." Kira folded her arms and raised her eyebrows.
Ashton bit her lower lip and looked at the money she had left on top of her bag. It was the exact amount for rent that month. She really had no choice but to take it. But something in her gut was telling her that there was something wrong with that money. It was just like that $20 she got earlier. She was so caught up in the moment and the excitement on getting a large sum of money that she didn't even question how he could even give out duckets like that. The most she ever got was a $10. And that was almost a mistake.
"What exactly does Dante do...to make him throw away money like that? I mean if he wants to donate money...why not to places like The Cancer Society or Heal the World?" Ashton took the rubberband off of the money and pulled her hair up into one.
"Dante is a business man, sweetheart. We don't know exactly what he does but he has a shop called Devil May Cry down the block from here." Kira stretched out her legs.
Ashton nodded. "I pass by there all the time. You can't see whats inside there, but there's usually loud music being played. So I think it might be a club or like a clothing store. I never got around to checking the place out..." She reached into her bag and pulled out a ratty looking baseball cap and a worn army green bomber coat with pins and patches up and down the sleeves. "Well what ever he does its none of my business."
Kira watched Ashton throw on her cap and coat. Her eyes slid down to the money left on the bag. "You better not leave that here."
Ashton zipped up her coat. "Wouldn't dream of it." She closed the bag and put the money into her back pocket. It fit snuggly right next to her metrocard.
"Kira...can I ask you something?" Ashton hoisted up her duffel bag. It was slightly heavy.
"Okay shoot." Kira stood up and made her way to the door with Ashton in tow.
"Is Dante still out there?" Ashton stopped at the door. Kira shook her head. "Nope...He left as soon as you barged into the dressing room. He seemed pretty mad. I'm guessing he's going home to his hand tonight."
Ashton laughed out loud. Serves that pervert right! No matter how hot...and sexy he is. Was. Whatever! He had it coming.
Kira shrugged. "My break is just about over."
Ashton took Kira's hand and the both of them made their way to the Bulls-eye Bar.
Ashton turned to face Kira. "Don't tell anyone okay?"
Kira smiled. "Wouldn't think of it." And embraced the new girl.
Ashton hugged her back. "I'm outtie."
"I'll tell Enzo you got your period or something. I'll see you Monday."
"Later!" Ashton waved at Kira who went behind the bar. Kira waved back,
Ashton was finally out. She stood at the enterence of the place and let out a sigh. She knew she needed that $300. But she couldn't take such a large sum of money; even if it was in a way...an apology.
She had to give it back to him.
"Sorry Kira."
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A/N: Second chapter done! w00t! The next chapter you'll get to know a little more about Ashton. Yes she is a dancer. I'll get into it further in chapter 3.
Thanks for the reviews! ^_^ I likie teh Reviews!
A/N: Finally a second chapter! Lol. Enjoy the banter. I had to sit here and figure out what I wanted to do with the story. make it a two chapter story...or turn it into a full fledged story. I chose to make this into a full fledged story. Have fun!
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The minute that it took for Ashton to get to the dressing room went by in a colorful blur. She ignored everyone who tried to stop her and even stormed past Kira who tried to ask her what happened. How could she be so stupid? Letting him put his hands on her like that. All for a quick dollar. The other dancers were out around the stage. Ashton was alone. She sat on a stool that some how appeared in midst of the haze she was going through. For the first time in her life she didn't know what to do. And on top of that she allowed herself to get marked. Ashton looked at the row of mirrors across the room from her. She could see the damn hickey from there. "That dirty motherfuc-" Before she could continue someone stormed into the room calling out her name.
"Ashton!"
Ashton turned and looked at the door. Kira was standing there and she looked worried. "What the hell happened in there? What did Dante do to you?" she asked while rushing over to Ashton's side. The girl sighed. "Nothing happened. He just made me realize something." Ashton ran her fingers through her hair and shut her eyes suddenly feeling tired. She didn't really feel like explaining what had happened in room 6.
Kira moved to stand infront of Ashton. The poor girl looked conflicted. Kira looked a little closely. What was that on her neck?
Suddenly she heard a gasp. Ashton opened an eye.
Kira was standing right infront of her and her eyes were locked onto her neck. "Ooooo..." She said while shaking her left hand infront of her."You got a hickey!"
Ashton felt her weariness leave and anger rose in her again. "Dante gave it to me while I was giving him a lap dance." She put her hand on her neck.
Kira blinked. "Are you serious?" Ashton rolled her eyes. "Does it look like I'm lying?"
Suddenly Kira grinned letcherously. "How was he?"
Ashton couldn't believe her ears. "What?" She made a face and looked at her.
Kira started to pace the area, her heels clicking on the ground. "How was he? Was he rough? Did he start it? Did you kiss him? Did he have a huge cock? Was it thick?" She squealed. "I've been dying to even get a kiss from him! I've had to settle for hugs for 3 years!"
"What?" Ashton continued to look at her funnily. The man practically raped her in the room and Kira was as giddy as a schoolgirl.
"It must have been one hell of a lapdance." She said letting out a sigh. "Wow..."
"Listen...Kira? You can have him. Even if I were to even try to have a relationship with him you know it won't work. We're from two different worlds. And on top of that he'll just get in the way of my dancing." Ashton stood up and stretched. She had to catch the next bus that took her into her neighborhood. Ashton went to her duffel bag and started to pull out her underwear and clothes. Kira took her seat.
"Nah. You guys don't have to date."
"What are you getting at?" Ashton folded her arms.
"You know...you guys could be fuck-buddies. I think you need it." Kira looked in a mirror and ran her fingers through her long hair.
"WHAT?!" Ashton yelled. "No way! There is no way I'd let that prick into my pants!"
"What are you some kind of virgin? The prick won't be in your pants darling." Kira laughed.
"Shut up! If you want him so god-damned bad go for it!" Ashton ran her fingers through her tangled curls.
"Oh my God! If I could I would! If we did start fucking and it turns out to totally suck I know I won't talk to him ever again. Soon our friendship is ruined and then on top of that we'll end up losing our top paying customer..." Kira paused and then her face lit up. "Speaking of pay and fucking...Dante left me a nice little something for you."
Kira dug into her back pocket and pulled out something green and folded.
Ashton who was already changed into her cotton blue undies glanced at her. "I can't accept that." She pulled on a pair of dark blue jeans and buttoned them up.
"Why not?" Kira unfolded the money and whistled. "He left you with three-hundred fucking dollars. God-damn what did you do in there girl? Get on your knees and show him a good time?"
Ashton who was getting ready to put on her white tee-shirt; stopped getting dressed. "Shut the hell up!" She threw the shirt at Kira's face.
Kira caught it and tossed it back to her. "Ooh...Someone's getting a little touchy."
Ashton snatched the shirt from mid-air and threw it on. "You got a rubber-band in your pocket or something?"
Kira searched her pockets and found a thick rubber-band in her right pocket. She wrapped it around the money and tossed it to Ashton who caught it reluctantly. "I'm not taking this money, Kira. No matter what you tell me...I'm not going to take it."
"Madame Kuresnokov's School of Dance." Kira folded her arms. "Isn't tuition coming up?"
Ashton threw on her sneakers. A pair of beaten up converses. "But financial aid-"
"Financial aid pays for half. What about the other half, Ashton? That has to come out of your pockets. And on top of all that you have rent to pay." Kira folded her arms and raised her eyebrows.
Ashton bit her lower lip and looked at the money she had left on top of her bag. It was the exact amount for rent that month. She really had no choice but to take it. But something in her gut was telling her that there was something wrong with that money. It was just like that $20 she got earlier. She was so caught up in the moment and the excitement on getting a large sum of money that she didn't even question how he could even give out duckets like that. The most she ever got was a $10. And that was almost a mistake.
"What exactly does Dante do...to make him throw away money like that? I mean if he wants to donate money...why not to places like The Cancer Society or Heal the World?" Ashton took the rubberband off of the money and pulled her hair up into one.
"Dante is a business man, sweetheart. We don't know exactly what he does but he has a shop called Devil May Cry down the block from here." Kira stretched out her legs.
Ashton nodded. "I pass by there all the time. You can't see whats inside there, but there's usually loud music being played. So I think it might be a club or like a clothing store. I never got around to checking the place out..." She reached into her bag and pulled out a ratty looking baseball cap and a worn army green bomber coat with pins and patches up and down the sleeves. "Well what ever he does its none of my business."
Kira watched Ashton throw on her cap and coat. Her eyes slid down to the money left on the bag. "You better not leave that here."
Ashton zipped up her coat. "Wouldn't dream of it." She closed the bag and put the money into her back pocket. It fit snuggly right next to her metrocard.
"Kira...can I ask you something?" Ashton hoisted up her duffel bag. It was slightly heavy.
"Okay shoot." Kira stood up and made her way to the door with Ashton in tow.
"Is Dante still out there?" Ashton stopped at the door. Kira shook her head. "Nope...He left as soon as you barged into the dressing room. He seemed pretty mad. I'm guessing he's going home to his hand tonight."
Ashton laughed out loud. Serves that pervert right! No matter how hot...and sexy he is. Was. Whatever! He had it coming.
Kira shrugged. "My break is just about over."
Ashton took Kira's hand and the both of them made their way to the Bulls-eye Bar.
Ashton turned to face Kira. "Don't tell anyone okay?"
Kira smiled. "Wouldn't think of it." And embraced the new girl.
Ashton hugged her back. "I'm outtie."
"I'll tell Enzo you got your period or something. I'll see you Monday."
"Later!" Ashton waved at Kira who went behind the bar. Kira waved back,
Ashton was finally out. She stood at the enterence of the place and let out a sigh. She knew she needed that $300. But she couldn't take such a large sum of money; even if it was in a way...an apology.
She had to give it back to him.
"Sorry Kira."
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A/N: Second chapter done! w00t! The next chapter you'll get to know a little more about Ashton. Yes she is a dancer. I'll get into it further in chapter 3.
Thanks for the reviews! ^_^ I likie teh Reviews!