I can't promise that this will be particularly great, seeing as I'm not the best writer. But enjoy

I sit in the pew, keeping my head down. The pope looks down at his book, and then up again, scanning the crowd, making eye contact. He starts the hymn. Something in Latin. I don't know what it means. The rest of the church joins in. I keep my mouth shut.

Cesare, who is standing beside his father, prays as well, but I know he doesn't believe it. He makes eye contact with me, still chanting the prayer. I find myself staring at his lips, they're beautiful. His eyes look down again, a passive look on his face.

He really is beautiful all over actually. The way his hair grazes the shoulders of his robes, his intense eyes. Everything about him. I could imagine him strewn out on a bed, his torso in the moonlight...I can feel my cheeks going red with the thought. I daydream for the rest of the service, trying to keep the sinful thoughts out of my head.

Eventually a few of the younger cardinals, including Cesare, walk through the isles with the collection plate, as he walked by me I put a coin in the plate. He turned to look at me, a smile playing on his lips, obviously had not expecting it. I felt my face grow hot again.

The service ended, I stood up and waited in the corner until everyone left. I then quickly walked into the confessional.

I took a deep breath, "Cardinal Borgia?"

"It's me."

I let out the breath I was holding.

"I have important information about our next target, master," I said, "But first I have a confession."

"Tell me." Cesare said, confused."

"My whole life is one huge sin, and I know that no confession can change that, but... I have sinned in a way that even I am ashamed to admit."

"How?"

"I have thought something, in church none the less, that I shouldn't have."

Cesare's seemed genuinely concerned and I decided that there was no turning back now.

"What was it?"

"Its more of a 'who was it?' question."

Cesare sighed, "Alright, who?"

"I'm sorry master I really am."

"Micheletto, just tell me."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have started this." I couldn't bear to tell him.

"I order you to tell me." Cesare commanded, growing frustrated.

"If you must know... it was you."

I hung my head in shame.

I didn't like telling him, but I couldn't keep such a secret from my master.

"Its a sin." Cesare said.

He continued, "But when have I cared about sins?"

I smiled, just a little bit.

I apologize about the ending. It makes me mad because I don't understand what really happened.