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Building A Bloodbath

Chapter Four:Invitations

Pavi watched Carmella skip off with a smile then turned toward a door he heard open.

Mag walked into the hallway, having heard the adorable conversation between the brother and sister made her feel safe enough to leave the room. As she walked into the hall, Pavi smiled at her and approached.

"How are you feeling, Bella?" he asked. After what she just went through, she almost backed away from him, but something about Pavi made her feel comfortable.

"I'm a little sore, but otherwise okay." she said, not sure if she was talking about the surgery.

"Have you-a eaten, Bella?"

"No, I was just about to go find Marni to eat with her."

"Marni and Popa are trying to-a make up for-a fighting and are-a eating alone. You could-a join the Pavi for-a dinner though. I-a promise you'll-a have a good-a time." said Pavi.

"I don't know, Pavi. We don't know each other very well and if everyone is having such a bad night, perhaps this isn't a good idea." she replied. Trying to weasel her way out of getting stuck in another bad situation. Pavi made her comfortable, but she wasn't sure if she should trust either brother.

"This is-a how we could-a get to-a know each other. The Pavi only-a wants to be-a your friend." he lied. She would have completely believed him had she not just suffered at Luigi's hands. Pavi had the exact same look in his eyes that his brother had had, the look of a hungry wolf. It also crossed her mind that denying Pavi what he wanted must have its own severe consequences.

"Well, I suppose we could just go eat." she said, her worry doubling as soon as the words left her mouth. Pavi smiled at her and she forced herself to smile back as he kindly offered his arm so as to lead her like a gentleman. She took it, beginning to wonder if having the sight she'd so longed for was really worth all of this.

Xxxxxx

Rotti and Marni picked at their food amidst a tense silence.

Marni was still a little annoyed, she couldn't let go of the fact that he didn't seem to trust her. Partly because she felt guilty about Nathan having kissed her. However, she would't let Rotti dictate who she was friends with.

Rotti knew she was hiding something, he could just tell. An idea crossed his mind. He suppressed a smile and turned to Marni.

"Invite him to tomorrow." said Rotti.

"What?" asked Marni, completely confused as he yanked her out of thought.

"Invite Nathan to the Opera tomorrow night. I believe you when you say he's only your friend, I merely wish to meet him. Perhaps make him my friend." said Rotti, lying through his teeth. Unfortunately, Marni believed him.

"Are you sure?"

"Absolutely. I imagine he's interested in seeing Mag's opening performance."

"I don't know, Rotti. Operas and your parties aren't really his thing. I don't think he'll be comfortable." sh said, knowing for a fact that Nathan would feel extremely uncomfortable.

"I'll make sure it's only us, the kids, Mag, and everyone can bring one extra person. If you don't invite him, I will. I won't take no for an answer." he said, exhibiting the stubborn brat quality that he'd passed on to all his kids. Marni knew it was useless to try and argue with him. She sighed.

"Okay. I'll call him after dinner, if that's really what you want."

"Thank you, darling. Lisa!" he shouted at the door to the next room. A GenTern appeared immediately.

"Yes, Sir?" she asked.

"Go tell the children and Mag that they may have on guest tomorrow night, only one." he ordered. She nodded, then left.

Xxxxxx

Luigi and Carmella were in their game room, both ignoring each other. Carmella was brushing out her hair and Luigi was watching some historical documentary about World War Two on his big television.

Lisa walked in and delivered the news to them, Luigi turning away afterwards until Carmella spoke.

"Ooh, I wonder if Terrence will come." she said, Luigi rounded on her with his usual scowl.

"Who?" he snarled, not pleased to hear a boy's name. Luigi tended to be very possessive of people, liking to think that certain people were his and only his. His little sister was one of those people.

"My soon-to-be boyfriend." she said, matter of factly. Even Carmella was startled by how quickly Luigi was on his feet and in front of her.

"Your what?" he asked, far too calmly. That alone should have been a warning bell, but Carmella returned his scowl with her own.

"My boyfriend." she said, then stuck her tongue out at him. He reached out and pinched her tongue between his finger and thumb. She squealed and punched his arms. He let go after a minute.

"That's what you get, don't stick your tongue out at me. Next time, I'll yank it out." he warned.

"I hate you." she snarled, he smirked.

"Good, and Terrence isn't invited. You're too young to have a boyfriend."

"I am not! And he's coming! You don't have a say!" she shouted. Neither of them noticed Lisa quietly back out of the room.

"I say what goes, you little bitch! So, unless you want me to cut little Terrence's balls out, since they probably haven't dropped yet, I advise you to invite someone else."

"No! I'm inviting Terrence and you'd better leave him alone!"

"Oh yeah? What're you gonna do about it?"

"You cut his balls off and I'll cut off your's!" she threatened, getting angrier as he laughed at her.

"Sure ya will, go ahead and try, you stupid shit." he laughed again as she started punching his stomach. In one swift movement, he picked her up and squeezed her until she calmed down. Well, mostly calmed down. She stopped wiggling around, at least.

"Put. Me. Down!" she yelled.

"Haha, say please."

"No!"

"Then I'm afraid you're going to be my prisoner for a while."

"Fine! Please put me down!" she shouted, giving up her futile fighting. He kissed her reddened forehead, chuckling as she growled at him, then set her down.

"I'm telling Daddy!" she yelled, running to the doorway. Before leaving, she stuck her tongue out at him again.

"Next time I see you, that tongue's getting yanked out!" he shouted, pissed off again. He stormed back over to his couch, then decided he'd find out what Pavi was doing. He figured he could calm down if he provoked Pavi to the point that he could beat the shit out of him.

Xxxxxx

When Mag and Pavi sat down to eat, she was extremely relieved to see that they weren't the only customers. Pavi scooted his chair right next to her's and they faced the window.

All through dinner, which happened to be delicious Italian style spaghetti, they had suprisingly pleasant conversation. She answered all his questions about Opera music and he complemented enough to make her blush and joked enough to make her laugh. He made their entire conversation about her, yet managed to not once ask a question or make a statement that she was uncomfortable with.

When dessert arrived, Mag found she truly enjoyed Pavi's company. She made the mental statement the he really wasn't all that bad. She knew he was only after sex, but Pavi Largo went after what he wanted in a manner entirely different from his brother's. He made her feel so comfortable and happy that by the time dessert was finished, she nearly considered actually sleeping with him.

Pavi kept a smile on his face all throughout their time together. Mag was a very charming woman, although she didn't seem to know it. That in itself was a wonderful quality. This was the first woman that he'd been around in years that was actually fun to be with when they weren't having sex. Most of the women that flocked around him were annoying as hell and had no real opinions. Luigi hated the women that chased after Pavi or himself for that very reason. Pavi secretly agreed with his brother on that, but he cared to much about sex to be bothered by it.

Pavi was letting his eyes wander across her as they sat there and caught something on her neck. He set his hand against the little bite mark and ran his finger across it affectionately. He knew exactly what it was and now knew exactly what his brother had been up to.

"Was brother cruel to-a you, Bella?" he asked, actually sorry for her. She heard the real concern and sympathy in his voice, but moved from his touch. He understood and took his hand away.

"No one can know, Pavi." whispered Mag, not looking at him. He reached out again, placing his hand under her chin, and forced her to meet his gaze.

"I would-a never be hurtful. The Pavi prefers to-a be a gentle-a lover." he said, softly.

"I believe you. I don't want to get you hurt or make things worse for myself, though." she partially lied. What she'd said was true but she also felt a strange refusal to betray Luigi.

Pavi heard what she didn't say through her expression. He knew how she fully felt, now. He felt the same way towards his brother, just in a different manner. The love/hate relationship was the only type anyone could have with Luigi.

"If that's-a really what you-a want, Bella. If you-a ever chainge your-a mind, The Pavi will be-a more than willing." he pledged. She grasped his hand that was under her chin and set it on the table.

"Thank you." she said, extremely grateful that he wasn't being forceful or going to use blackmail or anything like that. She felt a new wave of compassion for the young man and smiled at him, pleased when he smiled back.

Xxxxxx

Nathan was hammering in a replacement floorboard when his phone began to ring. Dropping the hammer, he made his way to the screaming phone and picked it up.

" speaking." he said.

"Hi, Nate." replied Marni's voice, a smile lit up his face immediately.

"Marni, it's good to hear from you. How are things?" he asked.

"Good. How was your fantasy book?" she asked, a grin now on her face too. She couldn't see him, but he blushed regardless.

"It was great. I finished it a few hours ago. I'm working on the house right now."

"And how's that going?" she asked. He looked around at the mess of construction tools, several torn up floorboards, and a busted down wall.

"Um...Well to be honest, it's a mess. It'll look really nice when I'm finished, though."

"Good, I bet it will. Anyway, I wanted to invite you to something."

"What?"

"Rotti wants you to attend Mag's opera tomorrow night. And the tiny little after party."

"Oh, Marn..I don't know." he said.

"Well, you might have to like it." she said.

"I don't really have choice do I?"

"Not really, Rotti insists."

"Okay then, I'll be there."

"Great. Show up at GeneCo an hour before the Opera, then."

"Okay. I imagine I should wear something fancy, right?"

"Most likely." she said, laughing at him.

"Yeah, hardy har. Pick on clueless Nathan, that's always fun." he teased.

"Don't be such a baby. Listen, I'd love to talk more but I gotta go."

"Alright. Goodnight Marn."

"Goodnight." she said, then the line went dead.

"Brilliant." sighed Nathan.

(there you have it...next chapter will be up eventually...leave some reviews...)