What Would You Give

Starting Over

Roe sat on the steps of Devil May Cry watching Dante work on the old car he had found in the junkyard a few weeks ago. She had no idea he knew how to fix up a car, but apparently he did and when she arrived there that morning to see the tow truck unloading the ruste heap of metal she had thought he had lost his mind. Now the devil hunter was just picking it apart like it was nothing and throwing pieces of rusted metal onto the sidewalk.

"He really did get that piece of junk." Lady said coming to sit next to her on the steps with a cold beer in her hand and handing one over to Roe.

"He said it was a deal he couldn't pass up." Roe told her friend as she popped the can of beer open. "Fifty bucks later and he has a pile of rust." She refered to the car but she had to admit that watching Dante's muscles work underneath that tight grey shirt he had on was well worth it.

"He is stubborn thats for sure. Can barely pay the bills right now, but has enough money to fix up a pile of junk." Lady leaned against Roe with a smile. "Besides, I want to see him fail a little." She winked and Roe gave out a little giggle.

"Just a smidge right?" The chestnut haired woman said puting her index finger and thumb close together but not touching to emphasize her point.

"Yeah Just a smidge." Lady said as Dante looked up at them.

"What are you two doing over there?"

"Nothing, just watching you work as usual." Lady told him sitting up straight and taking a nice long gulp of her beer.

"So what kind of car is it again?" Roe asked him not knowing anything about cars as he grabbed a towel to wipe off his hands and came to sit down next to her.

"It's an old Mustang." He said taking her beer from her and drinking the rest before handing the empty can back to her. She looked at it with disappointment. "Remember how my room had all kinds of pictures of Mustangs on the walls?" She nodded turning her attention back to him. Despite how sweaty he was, she really did like that smell he gave off and when it was mixed with the smell of oil and gas it seemed to really make her squirm.

"So you mean this is your childhood dream here? Geeze I thought you would have pictures of naked girls all over your room or something." Lady said leaning back on the steps and resting on her elbows. Dante grabbed the empty can out of Roe's hand and threw it at Lady, hitting her on the cheek.

"This was when I was eight. I didn't discover girls until I was thirteen." Roe almost blushed as she thought about Dante's trip through puberty.

"Yeah, he was really obsessed with cars and motorcycles when he was a kid. His room used to be covered in posters of them and I remember Vergil always telling him that it was stupid." Of course Vergil never paid attention to her anyway so it was not as if he didn't count. Dante on the other hand would always fight with his brother over the posters. "It was bad." Dante didn't say anything and neither did she at the memories of the boys getting into fights.

"You spent a lot of time at his house?" Lady asked her and she nodded.

"Her parents were always going places without her." Dante told Lady putting an arm around Roe's shoulders and allowing her to lean on him. "They are jetsetters."

"Where are they now?"

"Probably overseas. I haven't heard from them since I got out of highschool." Roe said sadly as she grabbed onto Dante's arm and held on to it. To him they were best friends who could be comfortable around eachother, but to her he was much more than that. "They weren't happy with my career choices or the fact that I was different."

"I get it. Because of your talent." The raven haired woman sitting next to her sighed and Dante squeezed her shoulders. Roe couldn't help be feel slightly aroused at his smell and honestly she had to get away.