Hellooooooo Leonardians! Is it okay to call ourselves that? That's what I'm doing anyway. Okay, so any of you who have read my M.i. High fanfics will know that I tend to ramble on... A bit too much. But I noticed that no one's updating so I thought I'd actually write this fanfic that I've wanted to write for ages. Okay, so I'm not going to be updating regularly, partly because I have 2 fanfics that I keep forgetting to update anyway... Pluuuuuus, I'm pretty rubbish at the whole updating-my-fanfic-and-not-forgetting-about-it type thing.
Okay, so basically this is Leonardo but set in modern times. Short chappy today becauuuuuse... that's why. Pleeeeaaase read and review, it means so much. Thanks guys. Looooove you! Mwah. (I sound like a cocky idiot, don't I? Sorry about that.) Xxxxx
Background: Small Art College in modern Italy called Verrochio's. (Whenever I think about it/plan it I, for some reason, picture it in London, so just bear with me. And as it's modern Leo can't have invented a load of amazing inventions, so I'll kind of cut those things out.)
Leo's P.O.V
This guy just walked into the workshop. He's about my age, brunette, brown eyes, quite short. Verrochio asked his name, to which he replied "Tomaso". He was the boy Mac and I saw earlier, the one that Mac accused of stealing his peaches. Wait, he was the boy with the amazing drawing of his sister. It could have breathed and spoken to us, it was that lifelike.
Maestro looked at his recommendation. "Impressive, Academy of Arts is where I trained. But, it's another hungry mouth to feed and we don't have-" I cut him off.
"I've seen his work, Maestro. It's fantastico!"
"Okay, well you have the time it takes for Cosima to get a cup of tea, to impress me." With that he summoned Cosima and she went off into the other room, a couple of seconds later I heard the kettle boiling.
I rushed to get a sheet of paper and pencil and gave them to Tomaso. "Do what you know." I said as I handed the equipment to him. I looked back over to him as he began drawing. Maestro was staring at him, clearly concerned with how he was going to keep another person under his roof. He had to let him stay, Tom's work is amazing!
Within around 5 minutes he had created a magnificent picture of a very beautiful girl. It was so alive, so realistic. Maestro was quite impressed, "Not bad, technique raw. But it's expressive; you've captured the essence of your subject. Is it your sweet heart?"
"My sister," Tom replied.
"Oh yes, I see the family resemblance. Well, Tomaso Gherardini, you will join my workshop for a trial period. You will carry out without complaints any task I assign you; in return you will be fed and housed, is that clear?"
"Yes."
"Yes, Maestro." Maestro said, his voice showing that he was quite annoyed, partly because of the slight insolence and also the fact that he had another mouth to feed. Well, Cosima fed us, but he had to pay for it. Of course, we don't pay for our keep here as long as we have potential.
"Yes, Maestro," Tom replied.
"Right, I'm off for my siesta, Leonardo will show you the ropes."
"Leonardo?" His face looked shocked and terrified...weird. I'm not scary am I?
"Da Vinci," I said. "Come on." As I showed him around he seemed really amazed by everything I was showing him. I saw the dreamy look on his face and smirked to myself. I was happy to show someone who clearly wanted this, and very much deserved it, around.
"Cosima, can you show Tom where he can sleep please?" I asked politely. I wonder who he'll be sharing with as it's two to a room and with Tom, there are 20 of us. So far, I'm not sharing because I'm the eldest.
"See you later?" I said, unsure. I like him (as a friend) but I wonder if he likes me or just finds me annoying. With that I went out the back where I met Lorenzo and Mac. Lorenzo is the mayor's cousin's son, incredibly rich and his dad owns the leading bank in Florence. Mac is just one of us, not a painter though. He gets into a lot of trouble with people, from gambling and he knows everyone and their stories. Pretty good friends.
So what do you guys think? Do you like the idea of it being modern? I've wanted to write it for a long time. So please review, it means so much. Also please update your stories, there aren't many but I love them all. Also, massive, massive fan of Lisanardo. Yes, that's what I call the ship name. They are so clearly in love! Anyway erm thanks for reading. Ciao, bambinos. Xxxxxxxxx