The Day I Lost
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Category:
+A through F › Devil May Cry
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
3,303
Reviews:
22
Recommended:
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.
Chapter One: Indecent
It's been a while since I wrote anything, this was just thought up after I beat DMC 3 for like the ump-teenth time. Well, it's NOT a one shot, there will be more chapters to come.
This is about how Lady comes to deal with losing against something so wrong in her own mind.
Btw!! Disclaimer: I do NOT own DMC ._. Sadly!!
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The Day I Lost
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By: Takuto
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Lady's POV
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Chapter 1:
Indecent
You’ve heard of it, haven’t you? The Legend of Sparda? Of course you have. How about the legend of his sons? The one that chose Hell and the one that sealed it up? The twins that battled each other like fierce enemies? If you haven’t, where have you been all these years?
Well, the point is the son who sealed it is what my story is about. The arrogant, perverted, pig-headed Dante. The only demon I could ever withstand. That’s beside the point, again.
Let’s get started, shall we?
It’s not like I’m paying attention when I’m playing a game in my room. I’m usually fixated on the TV screen. Ignoring mostly everyone and everything around me. It’s kind of fun when someone thinks I’m listening and all I do is grunt back as a response. I mean, it’s my room for a reason. Not the office, if you want to talk wait till I’m downstairs! Anyways, I’m almost to the end of the level when my blasted bladder begins to act up. I eyed the large cup next to me, scowling it in my mind as I pushed the pause button with a sigh. Grabbing the ledge of my bed to hoist myself up I stumble over to the door and pull it open. Wobbling into the well-darkened hallway, nearly breaking my neck as I tripped over something clunky. Flipping the switch on with a few blinks of my eyes.
Hearing a few giggles and grunts, my vision finally adjusted to let out a low growl at the sight before me. Dante with some blonde bimbo pressed up against the wall a few feet away from myself. I don’t care if they noticed me or not cause I just brush past the two, making my way down stairs and far away from the two freaks.
I slammed the bathroom door, kicking the trashcan with a hiss from my lips as I flipped the lights on. Placing my hands on either side of the sink to stare into the mirror. Those two diluted, mis-colored eyes of mine staring back at me. I sighed, slipping my fingers through my bangs to push them back from my face. Shaking my head as I pulled my shirt off and over my head, tossing it into the hamper along with my pants and undergarments. I pushed the shower curtain away to grab at the valve, turning it towards the hottest setting. Feeling my organs constrict again, I glared at the toilet with a frown. Hey, wait! You do not need to hear about this! Fast forward!
As I made my way to my room, I noticed the two ‘lovebirds’ were gone, thank gods too. I swear, if I saw that girl again, I was going to throw up. Not like I’m jealous, I’m not in the least. She just looked like she’d spread it to a dog if it barked at her.
I adjusted the towel around my torso to tighten it up, rubbing the other fabric against my hair to dry it more. Pushing my door open with my hip as I let out a low growl, glaring at my bed. The light of the TV bouncing off that white hair of his, his body sprawled out on my body as he stared at my TV and then back up at me. The glow from the television set giving him this odd aurora, I sighed, shaking my head. “Where’d your girlfriend go?” I mumbled, kicking my door shut as I moved over to my dresser to dig around in the drawer. Pulling out a fresh pair of undergarments and pajamas. I received a small grunt and sly smirk in return as I tossed the sleeping bottoms atop of his head. “Don’t you dare peek.” I hissed, throwing the towel atop of the pile growing on his face.
A chuckle emitted out from underneath the fabrics as I pulled my panties on and then my shirt. Leaning over to grab my pants from under the towel, pulling them on also as he grinned from under the bath cloth. I rolled my eyes, looking over at my TV with a frown, I believe that the phrase one puts it as, ‘I lost my lunch’? Well, I lost my will to play.
Walking over to click the console and TV off, turning on my heels to rub my eyes as my vision blurred to see through the darkness. The light from my surge protector enlightens the room, the small orange light bouncing off his platinum hair which made my face droop, looking over the smug demon’s body. I cleared my throat as I raised a hand up to rub the bridge of my nose, “Why are you still here?”
“Well, it’s cold out and I’m too lazy to get up.” Dante chuckled, he chuckled with that smug, smooth voice of his. I could hear rustling and the sound of his boot buckles unsnapping as he kicked them off. A soft thud to the floor as I made my way over to my bed. Mind you, it’s not a bed, parse. More or less just a mattress and box spring on the floor. And not a big mattress at that! It’s only a double!
I glared at him through the darkness, hoping he could see it. I got another cocky chuckle in response as he threw, what I could only mentally curse myself, to be his shirt and pants on to the floor. “If your ass is naked on my sheets.” I grumbled, climbing under my covers and pulling them over myself. He murmured a few incoherent things as he flipped over onto his side, back to me. Thank gods too, I didn’t need him breathing on me.
But just as I turned on to my side with my back to his, the little cretin turns back over. I stared into to my black room, feeling his warm breath on the back of my neck. “Lady.” He mumbled into my ear, interrupting my blissful silence. I blinked a few times, not moving. I’m not going to move, maybe if I just ignore him, he’ll fall asleep. But, to no avail, he clears as throat and nudges his head against mine. “Lady.” He grunted, blowing softly into my ear.
I cringed as I raised my hand up to bat at his mouth, “What, Dante?” I growled, still not moving. I am not getting out of my own bed cause he thinks he’s king shit and I should leave from MY room. The room I earn every day! I shifted though, I did when I felt a warm pressure wrap around my waist and pull me closer against his body. I shuddered from the new heat before letting out another growl, “Dante!!” I shouted, not really being able to struggle out of the devil grip.
I didn’t get a response, well, not a spoken one. Instead I received a few grunts then a snore. I should have woken his ass up. I should have! But stupid me, I didn’t. I just let him ‘unconsciously’ pull me closer to him. Mentally cursing myself again as I leaned into the heat of him.
With any ‘intelligent’ thinking process left inside my mine, I remembered something. Something that made me furious. It was the middle of summer and my room was the coldest in the whole place!
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End of Chapter.
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Dante: 1
Lady: 0
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This is about how Lady comes to deal with losing against something so wrong in her own mind.
Btw!! Disclaimer: I do NOT own DMC ._. Sadly!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Day I Lost
~~~~~~~~~~~~
By: Takuto
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lady's POV
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 1:
Indecent
You’ve heard of it, haven’t you? The Legend of Sparda? Of course you have. How about the legend of his sons? The one that chose Hell and the one that sealed it up? The twins that battled each other like fierce enemies? If you haven’t, where have you been all these years?
Well, the point is the son who sealed it is what my story is about. The arrogant, perverted, pig-headed Dante. The only demon I could ever withstand. That’s beside the point, again.
Let’s get started, shall we?
It’s not like I’m paying attention when I’m playing a game in my room. I’m usually fixated on the TV screen. Ignoring mostly everyone and everything around me. It’s kind of fun when someone thinks I’m listening and all I do is grunt back as a response. I mean, it’s my room for a reason. Not the office, if you want to talk wait till I’m downstairs! Anyways, I’m almost to the end of the level when my blasted bladder begins to act up. I eyed the large cup next to me, scowling it in my mind as I pushed the pause button with a sigh. Grabbing the ledge of my bed to hoist myself up I stumble over to the door and pull it open. Wobbling into the well-darkened hallway, nearly breaking my neck as I tripped over something clunky. Flipping the switch on with a few blinks of my eyes.
Hearing a few giggles and grunts, my vision finally adjusted to let out a low growl at the sight before me. Dante with some blonde bimbo pressed up against the wall a few feet away from myself. I don’t care if they noticed me or not cause I just brush past the two, making my way down stairs and far away from the two freaks.
I slammed the bathroom door, kicking the trashcan with a hiss from my lips as I flipped the lights on. Placing my hands on either side of the sink to stare into the mirror. Those two diluted, mis-colored eyes of mine staring back at me. I sighed, slipping my fingers through my bangs to push them back from my face. Shaking my head as I pulled my shirt off and over my head, tossing it into the hamper along with my pants and undergarments. I pushed the shower curtain away to grab at the valve, turning it towards the hottest setting. Feeling my organs constrict again, I glared at the toilet with a frown. Hey, wait! You do not need to hear about this! Fast forward!
As I made my way to my room, I noticed the two ‘lovebirds’ were gone, thank gods too. I swear, if I saw that girl again, I was going to throw up. Not like I’m jealous, I’m not in the least. She just looked like she’d spread it to a dog if it barked at her.
I adjusted the towel around my torso to tighten it up, rubbing the other fabric against my hair to dry it more. Pushing my door open with my hip as I let out a low growl, glaring at my bed. The light of the TV bouncing off that white hair of his, his body sprawled out on my body as he stared at my TV and then back up at me. The glow from the television set giving him this odd aurora, I sighed, shaking my head. “Where’d your girlfriend go?” I mumbled, kicking my door shut as I moved over to my dresser to dig around in the drawer. Pulling out a fresh pair of undergarments and pajamas. I received a small grunt and sly smirk in return as I tossed the sleeping bottoms atop of his head. “Don’t you dare peek.” I hissed, throwing the towel atop of the pile growing on his face.
A chuckle emitted out from underneath the fabrics as I pulled my panties on and then my shirt. Leaning over to grab my pants from under the towel, pulling them on also as he grinned from under the bath cloth. I rolled my eyes, looking over at my TV with a frown, I believe that the phrase one puts it as, ‘I lost my lunch’? Well, I lost my will to play.
Walking over to click the console and TV off, turning on my heels to rub my eyes as my vision blurred to see through the darkness. The light from my surge protector enlightens the room, the small orange light bouncing off his platinum hair which made my face droop, looking over the smug demon’s body. I cleared my throat as I raised a hand up to rub the bridge of my nose, “Why are you still here?”
“Well, it’s cold out and I’m too lazy to get up.” Dante chuckled, he chuckled with that smug, smooth voice of his. I could hear rustling and the sound of his boot buckles unsnapping as he kicked them off. A soft thud to the floor as I made my way over to my bed. Mind you, it’s not a bed, parse. More or less just a mattress and box spring on the floor. And not a big mattress at that! It’s only a double!
I glared at him through the darkness, hoping he could see it. I got another cocky chuckle in response as he threw, what I could only mentally curse myself, to be his shirt and pants on to the floor. “If your ass is naked on my sheets.” I grumbled, climbing under my covers and pulling them over myself. He murmured a few incoherent things as he flipped over onto his side, back to me. Thank gods too, I didn’t need him breathing on me.
But just as I turned on to my side with my back to his, the little cretin turns back over. I stared into to my black room, feeling his warm breath on the back of my neck. “Lady.” He mumbled into my ear, interrupting my blissful silence. I blinked a few times, not moving. I’m not going to move, maybe if I just ignore him, he’ll fall asleep. But, to no avail, he clears as throat and nudges his head against mine. “Lady.” He grunted, blowing softly into my ear.
I cringed as I raised my hand up to bat at his mouth, “What, Dante?” I growled, still not moving. I am not getting out of my own bed cause he thinks he’s king shit and I should leave from MY room. The room I earn every day! I shifted though, I did when I felt a warm pressure wrap around my waist and pull me closer against his body. I shuddered from the new heat before letting out another growl, “Dante!!” I shouted, not really being able to struggle out of the devil grip.
I didn’t get a response, well, not a spoken one. Instead I received a few grunts then a snore. I should have woken his ass up. I should have! But stupid me, I didn’t. I just let him ‘unconsciously’ pull me closer to him. Mentally cursing myself again as I leaned into the heat of him.
With any ‘intelligent’ thinking process left inside my mine, I remembered something. Something that made me furious. It was the middle of summer and my room was the coldest in the whole place!
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End of Chapter.
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Dante: 1
Lady: 0
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