Identity. Devil May Cry.

Chapter 1.

A/N: This is going to be a short story.

Dante stepped out of the bathroom, towel drying his hair as he sits at his desk. Today had been good, he was able to pay off more of the building plus he got a cute girl's number. He planned on calling her tomorrow. He reached for a slice of pizza but suddenly heard some guy shouting at someone outside.
"Over here, dipshit! Come and get me!" Dante growled, probably another drunk fight, but he didn't sound drunk. He was probably just fighting because he can. The demon hunter stood up and walked over to the door, throwing it open. He was about to yell at him to shut up but was shocked at what he saw.

A guy with short shaved blue-black hair wearing ripped jeans with chains, black combat boots, a black t-shirt with green spray paint design on it, black and green checkered flannel and an odd black mask that covered most of his face was taunting a Hell Sloth.
"Are you an idiot?" Dante shouted as he watched the guy jump and somersault away from the demon as it teleported. The guy, who was really more a boy, looked at Dante for a second before looking back at the demon and saying "Sorry, fugly, but our fun is done." The boy somersaulted towards and around the Hell Sloth before yanking its weapons out of its hand and repeatedly stabbing him with a switch blade. 

As soon as it turned to sand, Dante smirked, the kid was pretty good. He walked over and said "You're good. How old are you?" The boy put his switchblade away and said "17. 18 in one month." Dante smirked, he was only a little younger than him, the cambion being 19.
"You seem to handle yourself well. How would you like to work for me, I've got a business for killing demons." Dante said and pointed at his shop. The boy looked at it and said "How good is the pay? I need the money so I can get an apartment."
"There's an apartment above the shop. You can have one of the rooms." Dante said. The boy was silent for a second before saying "Okay, but I'll only work during the day, I've got a good night job."
"Night job? So you better get going then." Dante said. The boy rolled his eyes, though only one eye is visible, and said: "It doesn't start till 9."
"Well, you have 30 minutes. Come inside, have some pizza and do whatever till you have to go." Dante said and headed back to his shop with the boy following.

As soon as the boy stepped in he was repulsed, the place was filthy. Dante sat at his desk and grabbed the slice of pizza he was going to grab from earlier. He took a bite and watched the kid just standing there, looking around the shop.
"Hey, I said you could have some pizza," Dante said and watched him, waiting to see what he would do next. The boy slowly walked over and grabbed a slice of pizza, quietly thanking the demon hunter before reaching for his mask. Dante's eyes got a little wide, kind of wondering what the boy looks like. He was disappointed when he just undid a zipper at the mouth. He slowly ate his pizza and zipped up the mouth.
What a weird mask. Dante thought. It was black, had a thick strap to cover one of his eyes as well as most of his face. The mouth was red except for the white teeth.

"You've got a strange mask," Dante said and finished his slice of pizza, contemplating another one.
"It's a replica mask from an anime." The boy said and looked at his watch. He only had 10 minutes till he had to go to work. He wanted another slice of pizza but felt like he shouldn't grab another. But what Dante said next made him immediately grab another slice.
"What? Can you only handle one slice?" As the boy reached for another slice, Dante looked at his hands and noticed something.
"You've got very feminine hands." The demon hunter said and grabbed a second slice. The boy retracted his hand and said "I know, I hate it. And the last guy who said that I eviscerated him."
"And what does that mean?"
"Disembowel." The boy said and headed for the door, saying "I've got to go."
"Wait." The boy froze, suddenly scared, scared that Dante would make another comment about his body.
"What's your name?"
"Raven." The guy said and left.

Dante watched the door for a bit after Raven left, he's a weird kid. Seems pretty aggressive too if he disembowels someone just for saying he has feminine hands.
Whatever, not my problem. The cambion thought and grabbed a magazine, reading through the same stuff.

~

"Damn that guy, how dare he saw I have feminine hands. Bastard." Raven mumbled to himself as he stepped through the door to Insomnia Cookies.
"You're late." his boss said and crossed her arms.
"Yeah, sorry Amy. I saw Mikhail and I had to take the long route." Raven lied and stepped behind the counter.
"Are you kidding me? That bastard is still looking for you?" Amy said and scowled. Raven sighed and said "Yeah, he's pissed at me. Ever since I found out his dirty little secret and told the police he's been hunting me down and hasn't stopped. He already killed my parents but that isn't good enough for him, he wants me dead too."
"Maybe you should change your name."
"Yeah but I don't have the money to do that. Though I may make enough soon, this guy offered me to work at his shop with him, it's a daytime job."
"What's his name?" Amy asked, causing Raven to still for a second before saying " Ah damn it, I forgot to ask him."
"Well do you know the name of the business?"
"Devil May Cry." Raven said, which caused Amy to freeze and say "He's Dante. You have to watch out for him, he's a pervert." Raven scoffed and said, "He isn't gonna hit on someone he doesn't know." Amy sighed and said, "Just be careful."

~

Raven yawned as he walked back to the shop, hopefully, the room he's been promised already has a bed in it. He's been sleeping in a tent in the woods outside the city. He looked down at the bag in his hand and didn't know what to do with it. Amy always gives him cookies after work because she knows he can't really afford anything to eat and she feels bad for him.
I'll just give these to Dante. Raven thought as he saw the glow from the sign up ahead. He quickly walked the rest of the distance and opened the door to the shop, stepping inside and seeing Dante isn't there.
Oh, good. Raven thought and set the bag of cookies on his desk. He was about to take his mask off but suddenly Dante came through the door and Raven quickly stopped, making it look like he was adjusting his mask.

"Hey, kid." Dante said casually and walked over to his desk, about to put his money in a drawer when he noticed a paper bag the color of milk and said: "What is that?"
"Cookies. My boss always gives them to me after work."
"Why does he do that?"
"One, my boss is a girl, and two, because I can't afford anything to eat. Where's my room?"
"You can't afford anything to eat?" Dante said and gave him this look, it was a look of pity. Raven lifted up his shirt only a little to reveal how much his hip bones stick out, he refused to lift his shirt any higher because he doesn't dare show any other part of himself.
"Jesus," Dante said and looked at him with wide eyes. Raven put his shirt back down and said "The cookies are yours, they're white chocolate macadamia. Where is my room?"
"Upstairs next to the bathroom."
"Don't come in my room." Raven said and headed up the stairs, but stopped when Dante said "Why can't I enter the room? It is my place."
"I sleep naked, I don't think you'd want to see that," Raven said and went upstairs.

He walked through the apartment and passed the bathroom into his room, and thank god it had a bed. Raven quickly closed the door, locking it when he saw he could. He quickly took off his boots and jeans to reveal thin, perfectly shaped legs. He took off his flannel and shirt, quickly unwrapping the ace bandages from his chest.
"Oh god, I hate this disguise," Raven said and gently massaged her aching breasts. She took off her mask and slipped into bed, covering herself with the thick blanket, it was providing much more warmth than her thin one back in her tent.
"Ah, feels so good to sleep in a bed again." She whispered to herself and fell asleep.

~

Dante took a bite of his first cookie, it was nice and warm and really soft. The chips were still kind of melty. He wondered why Raven gave these to him, he needs them a lot more than he does. He has such a frail, tiny, weak build compared to Dante's large, muscular build. As he ate the cookies he thought about getting a bunch of pizzas so the kid could put some weight on. He put the rest of the cookie in his mouth and propped his feet up on the desk, waiting for a call since he would have to work through the night. He'd still work through the day too because he can run on only a little sleep, his demon blood allowing him the luxury of needing little sleep, Raven needs his sleep. Dante thought about how this would work out. Raven works through the day and also has a night job and doesn't get back till 3 in the morning. Because the kid barely weighs anything he doesn't have what his body needs to help him go through the extra hours of work.
He can stop work at three. Dante thought and grabbed another cookie, wishing the bag had the name of the store on it, he wanted to get more. He grabbed his magazine and read while he ate the cookies, waiting for morning to come.