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Who: Elena [

devilsrebellion]
Where: In the courtyard/ garden
When: Not long after this
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Dante and Elena make a bet and a fight decides the winner. If Elena wins, Dante has to admit to being a girl's punching bag and if Dante wins, Elena has to go on a date with him.
the Story:

Elena sighed and wiped the sweat from her brow. What an extremely stupid choice to pick today to stage a fight. They both would die of exhaustion, it was suicide. But Elena refused to give that pervert the satisfaction of winning, especially if she had to go on a date with him, hugging a cactus was more appealing. She could feel sweat over almost every inch of her body, she looked down at her shirt and considered unbuttoning a few buttons but thought better of it when she remembered who she was here to meet. Crossing her arms she leaned against a tree in the garden waiting for her opponent to show.

Dante was always typically late for everything he'd arrange... this time being no exception. But really, was this girl in any hurry to get her cute tush handed to her? Either way, it was sure a nice change of pace to find a woman with a little bit of dignity within her. Someone who is willing to put up a fight. Dante liked fights okay, and he LOVED chicks, so put the two together? One awesome ride. Sweat beaded off his bare chest in plain view as the open leather coat only seemed to prove as a neucence to him his whole way down. Frustrated with its heaviness from the moisture in his body, he removed it lazily as a small, blonde woman came into view, leaning against the ivy-threaded courtyard wall. "Well well... that eager to be going on a date with me, eh?" he said to her as his introduction playfully. "I promise I'll be extra gentle so you don't break a nail, okay?" he finished with a snort.

Elena sneered at his comment, typical. Men like this made her thankful for the good ones, like Tseng. "Well don't expect me to return the favor, though I'm sure you'll realize this when I break your face." She smirked and slowly removed her jacket, there was no use getting blood on it and especially when there wasn't even a dry cleaners around here. She ran her fingers through her hair, her ruby hues landing on Dante's face. "So you just gonna stand there and talk all day? Cause I promised your brother when I was done with you he could eat you." Elena could help poking at him a bit, she hadn't had any fun in a long time and after all that had been going on in mansion it would be good to relieve some stress. She almost felt a little bad for Dante, almost.

Dante let out a laugh. This girl almost seems familiar.. yeah, like Lady back in Temenigru.. Same fire in her eyes.. the kind of fire that told off that she wouldn't let anyone push her around. Dante was liking this already. Liking it very very much. "Vergil... ah... He's just come back from a very very bad place.. humans were all he was allowed to eat, so he’s trying to adjust. I promise I'll protect you from him though, just snuggle reaaal close to me and nothing will ever happen~" he said tauntingly, before throwing his coat aside. No, he didn't bring any of his arms with him. What, use weapons on a girl? A human girl? That just seemed unfair, and its not like Dante would actually try and hit her anyway, maybe just... toy with her a bit. Who knows? Maybe she could fight... if so, he'd counter back then. Lets see what she’s made of first. Letting out a sarcastic bow, he smiled, exposing his long canines in the process. "Ladies first~"

"Like you could protect me? You need protection yourself!" She self-consciously checked her back pocket, her hand greeted by the cold metal of her gun. She wouldn't shoot him, just scare him a bit. Elena rolled her head around, just to get out all the kinks from her neck. She rolled her shoulders back as well. It had been a long time since she had a fight, hopefully she wasn't too rusty. But she had extreme faith in her abilities as a Turk. Defeating her would be no easy task, and Elena was going to fight like hell. No way she'd be forced to go on a date with a jerk like him. She may have been at a disadvantage having already been in a fight today, her wounds still fresh but she wouldn't let that stop her. She wiped a little more sweat from her face and then without warning she raced toward Dante hoping to land a swift punch to the gut but as a back up she swept her foot underneath him, just in case the little pervert could actually fight and was quick enough to block her attack.

Taken a little off guard by her sudden speed in the attack to his gut, clean connection was made, causing him to loose composure and let out a grunt, stumbling back slightly; but not too horribly that he didn't catch view of her leg move to try and knock him off his feet. Quickly and agilly, he jumped back out of its target area, avoiding it by just a few cenemeters as he slid back; the dried out grass crumbling beneath his boots as he worked to regain pose from avoiding a second attack. Huh.. so the girl had some moves. Big deal? Dante could handle it.. after all.. she was just a girl, and a human one at that.... hee. and she was cute too. "... hmmmm.. fiesty. And you can hit hard too... bet you're a mynx in bed, aren'tcha?" he cooed at her rather harshly. He could already tell that he'd enjoyed provoking her... with what he assumed her personality type was based on what he knew about Lady's, the reactions were always golden.

"Argh!" Elena growled rushing at Dante relentlessly. "So you are a little more than just talk. Stressing a little." She smirked and pushed him back with a kick, hoping to force him back to the wall. It'd be easiest to finish him off there. She sent two more swift punches his way, this time hoping to connect with his jaw. She took a second to wipe the sweat once again from her face, it would burn like hell if it managed to get in her eyes or worst the scratches that she obtained earlier in the day from the monsters roaming the hallway. Her body was burning, they may have no longer been in the mansion but it was just as hot, most likely hotter. She pushed her sleeves up quickly and loosened then removed her tie, making sure to hurry. Leaving an opening for too long was not a good idea, so she threw her tie aside and once again turned her attention to man in front of her.

This time, Dante wasn't quck enough to dodge out all of her attacks, as he was knocked back into the wall and hit in the jaw twice, feeling it crack slightly as he flinched. Urgh. Damn, kinda hurt... but nothing that the old man's genes couldn't fix. Dante wiped the blood that began to ooze from his lip and smirked against the wall. "Not bad... not bad... But lets see if you can counter THIS." he let out, quickly skidding off the wall and to the side of her; throwing out a backhanded hit directed towards her chest; not one with too much force, however, but one just enough to maybe... rough her up a little bit.

Elena stumbled backward, her breathe all coming out a once in a sudden "whoosh" sound. She narrowed her eyes at him as she regained composure, she could feel him holding back and it pissed her off beyond reason. Everyone was always treating her like the "girl". Well damnit, she would make him fight her. She gritted her teeth, angrily rushing him again. This time she gripped his head, slamming it with all her strength into the wall. But before releasing him she stepped close to whisper in his ear. "You better start really fighting or I'm gonna kick your ass." With that said she kneed him in the groin, aiming to kill any future chances of it ever fully functioning again.

Dante winced as his head made connection with the wall, feeling blood ooze from his forehead; feeling her breath get hot and close to his ear- he wasn't able to finish registering what she was saying before he was harshly kicked in the groin; causing him to let out a low growl. "You snobby little girl... I don't think you understand exactly what it is you're up against here." he then said, pushing himself off the wall with now developed claws as the blood continued to flow freely down his face from the wall's impact. "I think it be best you just give up.." He snorted at her, pushing his hair out of his face to reveal the fresh wound completely closing as a hand moved up to wipe the blood away; soon becomeing solid, undamaged flesh. "Small breaks in the skin like that won't get you very far with me."

Elena couldn't stop herself from gaping. What kind of monster was this guy? Even the remnants couldn't heal like that. She shuddered a bit, before biting her lip. "That is completely unfair." She muttered to herself crossing her arms over her chest. Using the conversation as a chance to buy herself time while she thought of a sufficient plan.

Dante approached her slowly, voice still a bit husky from the hit to his groin. He finally halted at an extremely close distance to her, moving his face a few inches from hers, grinning as he relished her scent. "... not fair, eh? Well thats life, sweetheart. We use what we've been dealt. Maybe you should just give up. I promise, I aint a bad guy, I'm pretty nice to my ladies..." he told her quietly. "Whaddya say? Not worth getting hurt over, mm?"

"Ladies? You're pretty full of yourself. Reminds me of someone I know." She said looking away, but she refused to give up. Turks never quit. And plus she had no idea what he had planned for their "date". "I don't mind a little pain. Just tell me what it'll take to win this bet?"

Dante laughed, before moving his face past her shoulder, stopping at her ear and giving it a slight, playful lick. "You beat me, thats what." he said, grinning, breathing into her ear. "C'mon little girl, show me what you're made of." Bold move on Dante's behalf, but he wasn't afraid.... after all, she was only human. He could smell the innocence all over her.

Elena blushed from her neck all the way up to her hairline. She took a step back. "How can I beat you if you keep healing yourself everytime I get a good hit in. Just stop it! So can beat you already. And I'm not a little girl. I'm possibly older than you." Elena could feel her face was still flushed, the heat was getting to her. She had never been good with it and now it was starting to take effect. She hadn't had any water in a while and the fighting hadn't done anything to help her condition. She sighed fanning herself a bit, this was not what she intended on.

Dante snorted, putting his hands on his hips. "I would if I could you know." he said reluctantly. "You think I enjoy not being normal? You're wrong." He sighed out, putting a hand to his forehead and massaging it in circles. "My body does weird shit like that on its own.. I don't control it... but trust me, I ain't invincible." Dante's taken his beatings down in the streets of NYC... there were a few places.. however, that didn't heal at all, that seemed to need natural time to heal... not that he'd tell her that, anyway. "You look like your burning up, though... really, I think you should take a break there, little lady." He trailed off, looking away while changing the awkward subject. Dante didn't like talking about his demonhood... about how much of a FREAK he was, better to say. It made him rather uncomfortable most of the time.

Seeing how quickly his demeanor changed made Elena feel a bit bad so she threw out a few comforting words."Well..for what its worth, I think its fine not being normal. I'd rather enjoy abilities like that. It'd be really helpful in my line of work." Elena sighed. "I guess..maybe I could just make your day. Fine, you win. But tell anybody about it and I really will kill you."

Dante looked towards her and smiled. "heh... I promise I won't rape ya. Sometimes the company of a lady does me just fine." he said jokingly, the aloof grin on his face expanding as he put a hand to rub the back of his head. Dante may have been a womanizer, but he was hardly a rapist. "Good fight though, you're a pretty strong lady, miss..." oh jeez. He never got her name. Stupid stupid stupid. "uhhhhhh.... sorry, mind tellin me your name again?"

"Ha. That's not what I'm worried about. I doubt you could force me to do anything I don't want to." Elena ran her hand through her locks, feeling the sweat come off on her hand. God, what she wouldn't do for a nice cold shower. "Thanks..oh! That is right. I never did tell you my name. It's Elena..and you are?"

"Oh? is that right.." Dante held his hand out in a jokingly-gentleman like manner, bowing slightly in the process. "Name's Dante. Nice to meet you, Elena~ Be sure you wear your extra pretty dress when going out on our date, ne?" He teased, winking at her as he stood once more. "Not a lot of things to do in the mansion, but I'm sure we'll find something quite entertaining... with all the freaky junk thats been happening lately.. "

Elena took it and shook it before releasing it. “Ha, the sun is getting to you if think I’m gonna wear a dress or even have something remotely close to one in my closet.” Elena smirked thinking maybe it wouldn’t be so bad after all. Dante seemed to be some sorta of fun, something she hadn’t had in awhile. With that Elena turned her back to Dante and started toward the mansion. “Yeah I guess..just don’t bore me to death.”