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"So, Brittney spears or Hannah Montana?" Trish asked as she took a bite of her sundae. Dante thought for a moment and then nodded.

"Brittney. Definitely." He said with a grin on his face. "She can pwn that teen to death. Besides, have you seen Miley? She became well..."

"I know." Trish said with a sigh. She reached for Dante's sundae and he grabbed her spoon.

"No way." He said with a stern face. Trish smirked and stook out her tongue.

"Your no fun Donnie." She said playfully.

"Stop calling my that!" Dante said with a sad face. Trish laughed and Dante stook out his tongue. "So, your turn. Edward, or Jacob?"

"Two fags at once!? Why would I even choose!?" Trish was annoyed at this. Dante waited with an eyebrow raised. "I'm not picking. That's final."

"Your no fun if you don't pick Trish. You want Justin Binbow in the equation-"

"HELL NO!" Trish yelled. Dante laughed and Trish threw his sundae in his face. Dante fell back on his seat and Trish crossed her arms.

"Now cool...." He growled. Trish stook out her tongue and a waitress came to the two.

"Should I give him another?" She asked Trish. Trish nodded and smiled sweetly to her.

"See Dante, your going to get another." Trish said as she started to lick his cheek that was covered in ice cream. He blushed and glared at her. "What, you don't want another?"

"No, I want you off of me!" He yelled. Trish huffed, got up and went back to her seat. The waitress came back, handed Dante a washcloth and then the sundae.

"Enjoy Dante~!" She said happily. Dante nodded and she walked off.

"Ugh, why do you have to make such a scene Trish, pouring this deliciousness at my gorgeous face." Trish rolled her eyes and then shook her head.

"Hey, you started it." Trish replied and started eating her sundae again. Dante scratched his chin and looked out the window.

"Can't believe we met a year ago....." Dante said looking at a person walking her dog. Trish nodded and smiled softly.

"Yeah......it has been that long, huh?" Trish asked. She grabbed onto the pendent Dante got from his mother, and how he gave it to her. Dante looked down to it and smiled. "Dante....why did you give me this? I could have given it back to you after-"

"I wanted to give it to you Trish." Dante said holding on to the yellow demons hand. Trish looked at him and said nothing. "My mother gave it to me, yes I know....but you....you look like-"

"I know!" Trish shouted. Dante sighed and lied back on his seat as he released her hand.

"The point is...I want you to have it. That's final." Dante said with a smile on his face. Trish nodded and just go up and started to walk to the door. "Hey! Where are you going!?" He said as he got up and started to follow her.

"Leave me alone. I don't want to talk right now." She said as she left the place. Dante sighed and face palmed, but kept his hand to his face. He started to mess with his hair and then he walked back to his seat. The waitress walked to him and had a worried look on her face.

"Girlfriend problems?" She asked. Dante was surprised by the words and looked up at her.

"No no, she's not my girlfriend." Dante replied to her. "Were just.....friends." The lady nodded and sat where Trish was.

"So, you okay? Last I saw was her pouring your sundae at you face." She said placing her notepad down. Dante shrugged and lied his head back.

"I have known her for a year....she can be like this.....she doesn't know what love means."

"So you like her?"

"Heh, more than she'll ever know." Dante looked at his dessert and scooped some up. He took a bite and them smiled like a child. "Trish is strange. We have our fights and our get alongs....but I know she worries about herself....how she looks like my mother."

"Well, Dante, if you want to keep her, you should try, and make her know you love her." She got up and started to walk away.

"I didn't say I...." Dante looked up to see her gone. He sighed, got up, payed the bill, and walked out the cafe.

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"Trish, where are you...." Dante said as he was walking about in the alleys. He didn't like it when she would walk off like this. It made him worried. Though he knew Trish could care for herself, Dante just didn't want her to be alone since she was all her life. He stopped for a moment and lied back on a wall. He looked up at the sky. It started to get cloudy, like it was going to rain. Dante put his hands in his pockets and smirked. "Should of brought an umbrella." He said to himself.

It was now pouring rain. Dante was walking, looking down at the sidewalk. He saw people walking with coats or umbrellas. Children passed by with their mothers. Dante smiled at them and then saw a bench he could sit on. He sat down and watched the scenery. People would look at him as if he was crazy. Some women would gawk all over him.

"Can't believe how bad of a day this turned out to be...." Dante said. His voice low as can be.

"Oh, it's beautiful Mark." Dante turned his head to see a couple. A man has given a women a pendant. She hugged him and he held her close. "I will cherish it forever."

"All for you love." Mark replied. Dante looked away and covered his face.

"Crummy day indeed." Dante muttered under his breath. He got up and started to walk home. The walk was quiet. Thunder was banging and lighting was flashing on the red devil's face. He saw the sight of his home and he held onto his coat, shivering a little. "Heh, I really am cold..." He said to himself.

Walking into the place, Dante hung his jacket on a hanger so it could dry. He removed his shirt and stripped down to his pants. He lied back on his chair and then thought about getting a towel. He did what his mind wanted him to do and grabbed a towel, soon drying off his hair. He walked back to his desk to see Trish, sitting on it and her face covered with her long wet bangs. Dante chuckled and walked to her. She didn't look up to him. She just held onto the necklace that belonged to the devil hunter's mother.

"Took you long enough to come back." Dante said as he sat next to her on his own desk. Trish said nothing. He rolled his eyes and moved her chin up to look at his face. "Speak, blonde beauty speak."

"..." Was all she did. Dante wiggled his eyebrows, trying to make her smile at least. Nothing. Dante made a monkey face and puffed up Trish's face. She got annoyed and slapped his hands away. Dante growled and lied his head back making a hamster scream. It literally sounded like a hamster. Trish giggled and a smile was on her face.

"And she lives!" Dante said happily and held onto her. Trish gasped and he lifted her up and twirled her around.

"DANTE!" Trish said laughing. Dante set her down and she giggled happily and moved hair from her face. "Thanks...."

"Trish I don't want to see you in a bad mood. C'mon, lets order some pizza." Trish puffed her cheeks and pinned Dante to a wall. "Eh!?"

"No pizza..." She growled. Dante smirked and tilted his head to the side.

"Glad to see you got your mood back. That's something different from you and my mother that I just love." Trish paused and let him go. Dante noticed how she started to back away and he walked forward to her. "Your not my mother Trish, you may look like her, but you are nowhere near her like that. You are your own person. Believe me when I say that Trish." Trish looked down and Dante lifted it up again. "Please understand..." Trish looked into those blue eyes she loved and said nothing. She felt him let her go and he started to go up to his room. "I'm off to bed, later." He said coldly to her. As he went up, Trish was in her own little world. She didn't know what to do.

"Dante...." She whispered.

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Dante woke up and was greeted by the sun. As he looked around he didn't see Trish next to him. He was confused but froze to see the necklace, and a letter for him. He picked it up and started to read.

Dante...

I'm sorry for all the troubles I have caused you. And I want you to know that I love you so much, but I just cant take this anymore. All the love we showed last night, will be the only time we can express this feeling. I am so sorry about this, but I think it's time we should split up our partnership, and go on our separate ways. To remember me....I left you the things you have given me. Your father's sword, and your mothers necklace. Please Dante....be safe and I hope that we will cross paths again.

Love Trish

Dante felt something wet slide down his cheek. He then noticed what it was. A tear. He wiped it away and crumpled the paper. He grabbed the necklace and looked into it deeply. He said nothing. He just starred into the middle of the red gem. He then smiled and put on the necklace. He sighed and lied back on his bed.

"Don't worry Trish....we'll see each other again. Love does that." The red devil said with a smirk.

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"So, Brittney spears or Hannah Montana?" Trish asked as she took a bite of her sundae. Dante thought for a moment and then nodded.

"Brittney. Definitely." He said with a grin on his face. "She can pwn that teen to death. Besides, have you seen Miley? She became well..."

"I know." Trish said with a sigh. She reached for Dante's sundae and he grabbed her spoon.

"No way." He said with a stern face. Trish smirked and stook out her tongue.

"Your no fun Donnie." She said playfully.

"Stop calling my that!" Dante said with a sad face. Trish laughed and Dante stook out his tongue. "So, your turn. Edward, or Jacob?"

"Two fags at once!? Why would I even choose!?" Trish was annoyed at this. Dante waited with an eyebrow raised. "I'm not picking. That's final."

"Your no fun if you don't pick Trish. You want Justin Binbow in the equation-"

"HELL NO!" Trish yelled. Dante laughed and Trish threw his sundae in his face. Dante fell back on his seat and Trish crossed her arms.

"Now cool...." He growled. Trish stook out her tongue and a waitress came to the two.

"Should I give him another?" She asked Trish. Trish nodded and smiled sweetly to her.

"See Dante, your going to get another." Trish said as she started to lick his cheek that was covered in ice cream. He blushed and glared at her. "What, you don't want another?"

"No, I want you off of me!" He yelled. Trish huffed, got up and went back to her seat. The waitress came back, handed Dante a washcloth and then the sundae.

"Enjoy Dante~!" She said happily. Dante nodded and she walked off.

"Ugh, why do you have to make such a scene Trish, pouring this deliciousness at my gorgeous face." Trish rolled her eyes and then shook her head.

"Hey, you started it." Trish replied and started eating her sundae again. Dante scratched his chin and looked out the window.

"Can't believe we met a year ago....." Dante said looking at a person walking her dog. Trish nodded and smiled softly.

"Yeah......it has been that long, huh?" Trish asked. She grabbed onto the pendent Dante got from his mother, and how he gave it to her. Dante looked down to it and smiled. "Dante....why did you give me this? I could have given it back to you after-"

"I wanted to give it to you Trish." Dante said holding on to the yellow demons hand. Trish looked at him and said nothing. "My mother gave it to me, yes I know....but you....you look like-"

"I know!" Trish shouted. Dante sighed and lied back on his seat as he released her hand.

"The point is...I want you to have it. That's final." Dante said with a smile on his face. Trish nodded and just go up and started to walk to the door. "Hey! Where are you going!?" He said as he got up and started to follow her.

"Leave me alone. I don't want to talk right now." She said as she left the place. Dante sighed and face palmed, but kept his hand to his face. He started to mess with his hair and then he walked back to his seat. The waitress walked to him and had a worried look on her face.

"Girlfriend problems?" She asked. Dante was surprised by the words and looked up at her.

"No no, she's not my girlfriend." Dante replied to her. "Were just.....friends." The lady nodded and sat where Trish was.

"So, you okay? Last I saw was her pouring your sundae at you face." She said placing her notepad down. Dante shrugged and lied his head back.

"I have known her for a year....she can be like this.....she doesn't know what love means."

"So you like her?"

"Heh, more than she'll ever know." Dante looked at his dessert and scooped some up. He took a bite and them smiled like a child. "Trish is strange. We have our fights and our get alongs....but I know she worries about herself....how she looks like my mother."

"Well, Dante, if you want to keep her, you should try, and make her know you love her." She got up and started to walk away.

"I didn't say I...." Dante looked up to see her gone. He sighed, got up, payed the bill, and walked out the cafe.

___

"Trish, where are you...." Dante said as he was walking about in the alleys. He didn't like it when she would walk off like this. It made him worried. Though he knew Trish could care for herself, Dante just didn't want her to be alone since she was all her life. He stopped for a moment and lied back on a wall. He looked up at the sky. It started to get cloudy, like it was going to rain. Dante put his hands in his pockets and smirked. "Should of brought an umbrella." He said to himself.

It was now pouring rain. Dante was walking, looking down at the sidewalk. He saw people walking with coats or umbrellas. Children passed by with their mothers. Dante smiled at them and then saw a bench he could sit on. He sat down and watched the scenery. People would look at him as if he was crazy. Some women would gawk all over him.

"Can't believe how bad of a day this turned out to be...." Dante said. His voice low as can be.

"Oh, it's beautiful Mark." Dante turned his head to see a couple. A man has given a women a pendant. She hugged him and he held her close. "I will cherish it forever."

"All for you love." Mark replied. Dante looked away and covered his face.

"Crummy day indeed." Dante muttered under his breath. He got up and started to walk home. The walk was quiet. Thunder was banging and lighting was flashing on the red devil's face. He saw the sight of his home and he held onto his coat, shivering a little. "Heh, I really am cold..." He said to himself.

Walking into the place, Dante hung his jacket on a hanger so it could dry. He removed his shirt and stripped down to his pants. He lied back on his chair and then thought about getting a towel. He did what his mind wanted him to do and grabbed a towel, soon drying off his hair. He walked back to his desk to see Trish, sitting on it and her face covered with her long wet bangs. Dante chuckled and walked to her. She didn't look up to him. She just held onto the necklace that belonged to the devil hunter's mother.

"Took you long enough to come back." Dante said as he sat next to her on his own desk. Trish said nothing. He rolled his eyes and moved her chin up to look at his face. "Speak, blonde beauty speak."

"..." Was all she did. Dante wiggled his eyebrows, trying to make her smile at least. Nothing. Dante made a monkey face and puffed up Trish's face. She got annoyed and slapped his hands away. Dante growled and lied his head back making a hamster scream. It literally sounded like a hamster. Trish giggled and a smile was on her face.

"And she lives!" Dante said happily and held onto her. Trish gasped and he lifted her up and twirled her around.

"DANTE!" Trish said laughing. Dante set her down and she giggled happily and moved hair from her face. "Thanks...."

"Trish I don't want to see you in a bad mood. C'mon, lets order some pizza." Trish puffed her cheeks and pinned Dante to a wall. "Eh!?"

"No pizza..." She growled. Dante smirked and tilted his head to the side.

"Glad to see you got your mood back. That's something different from you and my mother that I just love." Trish paused and let him go. Dante noticed how she started to back away and he walked forward to her. "Your not my mother Trish, you may look like her, but you are nowhere near her like that. You are your own person. Believe me when I say that Trish." Trish looked down and Dante lifted it up again. "Please understand..." Trish looked into those blue eyes she loved and said nothing. She felt him let her go and he started to go up to his room. "I'm off to bed, later." He said coldly to her. As he went up, Trish was in her own little world. She didn't know what to do.

"Dante...." She whispered.

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Dante woke up and was greeted by the sun. As he looked around he didn't see Trish next to him. He was confused but froze to see the necklace, and a letter for him. He picked it up and started to read.

Dante...

I'm sorry for all the troubles I have caused you. And I want you to know that I love you so much, but I just cant take this anymore. All the love we showed last night, will be the only time we can express this feeling. I am so sorry about this, but I think it's time we should split up our partnership, and go on our separate ways. To remember me....I left you the things you have given me. Your father's sword, and your mothers necklace. Please Dante....be safe and I hope that we will cross paths again.

Love Trish

Dante felt something wet slide down his cheek. He then noticed what it was. A tear. He wiped it away and crumpled the paper. He grabbed the necklace and looked into it deeply. He said nothing. He just starred into the middle of the red gem. He then smiled and put on the necklace. He sighed and lied back on his bed.

"Don't worry Trish....we'll see each other again. Love does that." The red devil said with a smirk.