Author's Note: Inspired by I Was Made For Loving You by Kiss. It's oh so obvious. lol Part I in my new 'karaoke' series.

Disclaimer- IvoryTears doesn't own Devil May Cry, nor does she profit from this work of fiction.

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I Was Made For Loving You

Dante tapped his fingers to the beat, head bobbing, "Tonight. I wanna give it all to you. In the darkness, there's so much I wanna do. And tonight, I wanna lay it at your feet."

Dante shook his hips and pointed out into the imaginary crowd, "Cause, girl I was made for you and girl, you were made for me."

"I was made for lovin' you baby. You were made for lovin' me! And I can't get enough of you, baby. Can you get enough of me?" he ran his hands down his bare chest and winked at the reflection in the mirror.

"Tonight. I wanna see it in your eyes. Feel the magic, there's something that drives me wild. And tonight we're going to make it all come true, cause girl, you were made for me. And girl, I was made for you."

His head tilted back as he sang into the end of his hairbrush, "I was made for lovin' you, baby. You were made for lovin' me! And I can't get enough of you, baby. Can you get enough of me? I was made for lovin' you, baby. You were made for lovin' me! And I can give it all to you, baby. Can you give it all to me?"

He jumped up onto the bed and performed the air guitar.

"Oh, can't get enough! Oh, oh! I can't get enough, oh, oh. I can't get enough!"

He then head banged for a split second before jumping off of the bed, sliding across the floor in sock clad feet. He did an imaginary drum roll, before throwing his hands up into rock on signs. He then performed more of his air guitaring.

"I was made for lovin' you, baby. You were made for lovin' me. And I can't get enough of you baby. Can you get enough of me? I was made. You were made. I can't get enough. No, I can't get enough."

"I was made for lovin' you, baby. You were made for lovin' me. And I can't get enough of you, baby. Can you get enough of me? I was made for lovin' you, baby!" he belted out at the top of his lungs.

As he stood there panting, Dante heard a slow clap come from his bedroom doorway. He turned to the source and found three individuals standing there, two dumbstruck and one smirking while holding a camera.

Lady lowered the camera, "Nice performance, Dante."

Vergil muttered something about dimwitted brothers and shallow gene pools before shaking his head and walking off.

Lady slung an arm around Nero's shoulders, "We were just blown out of the water."

Dante grinned, "Ya damn straight. I've got talent."

"I need to bleach that out of my retinas," Nero rubbed his eyes vigorously.

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