Another not-so-creative chapter...Not really much going on in this one. Just trying to do the 'each pairing chapter' thing as I am able to do now. Since I love AltMal so much, it kinda brings me to the thought of EzioLeo and DesShaun. I mean, I love these pairings, but not as much as my favorite AC couple. So I really will try to show some lovely moments with these pairings as much as I can, as we progress through the next few chapters.

P.S. I would like to say sorry to everyone with the way I am starting off my stories. Sure they were starting off a bit weak before, but now I am willing to spend more time with them to make them attractive enough. I don't want to rush things with the story just to get to the good stuff...hopefully you all understand. But atleast it will be worth the read :) Also I don't mind getting criticism from anybody, it actaully helps alot with my story...even though I hate criticism

Altair woke to a loud sound of an alarm buzzing in the room. He grimaced at the noise, still keeping his eyes closed. When the alarm didn't stop, Altair quickly shot his eyes open, ending up getting blinded by the light coming through the window. He looked around the room, wondering why neither Ezio nor Desmond had bothered to turn it off. Altair had this problem yesterday; when it went off, it took the others a few minutes to explain to him that it was just an alarm to wake them up at an early time, and not to alert them of any danger. Funny thing is it went off around the afternoon, and Altair nearly smashed the thing if Ezio wasn't holding him back. Altair notices that both of them were gone, nowhere to be seen, both their beds made. Altair also notices that he was upside down, against the wall. Last night he was forced to sleep on the floor, much to his dislike. But here he was on the ceiling, hanging like a bat. Though he doesn't mind, it is a natural habit for a vampire after all, but Altair finds it silly to do that and prefers to sleep on a comfortable bed or something. He bets that nobody sleeps like this anymore. At least he isn't sleeping on the floor….

Altair gently pushed himself off the wall, landing in a crouch position to the ground. He didn't even think about how to turn off the small device and left the room, just wearing a pair of loose pants Ezio had let him use. Did they leave to the school and left him behind? He went down a set of stairs, went he reached the first floor, he smelled something good, probably coming from the kitchen. He went toward the kitchen and saw that Lucy was making something. She calmly stood there, flipping some eggs over on the pan. Altair quickly realizes that she was only wearing a short white shirt and just wearing her underwear with little cartoon like monkeys on it. Altair raised a brow at that sight, but quickly looked away to sit at the table in the kitchen. "You couldn't wear something decent in the morning, Lucy?" He thought that the girls in the school dressed worse. What kind of young woman dresses like that? She might as well call herself a whore. Though, he chooses not to comment about that.

Lucy turned her head slightly to look at him taking a seat, "Good morning to you too," she said in a sarcastic tone, "And no….this is my apartment. So I can wear whatever I want….I couldn't care less what you think." Lucy brought a few plates and utensils over to the table, setting them down in the center. She then served two plates with the eggs she just made; Altair took his plate, placing it in front of him. "What's wrong?...does my look bother you?" She teased, leaning over the table on her elbows.

Altair just stared at her, beginning to grow a smirk, "Not at all….don't get the wrong idea, you're not my type." He grabs a fork and cuts into his over easy eggs, his smirk growing wider.

Lucy stood up straight, raising her eyebrow at the man, "Oh….so you have a type then?"

"Yep…"

"And?..."

Altair chuckled lightly, "I'm not into pale blondes." He replied, taking a bite of his scoop full of eggs. "And just for your information….just because I see a girl naked, doesn't automatically mean I want to bang her."

"Hmmm….well, I guess you have some respect. You're not a little perv like Ezio." Lucy walked over to the toaster, putting two slices of bread into it.

Altair laughed a little, but quickly frowned, putting his fork down onto his plate. Lucy looked at him over her shoulder, "Malik doesn't seem to think the same way," Altair sighed, pushing his plate away as he began to pout.

"He'll get over it you know….or at least I think he will." Lucy said, sounding very uncertain of her own words. Lucy turned around and leaned against the counter, crossing her arms, "Why do you care about what he thinks about you anyways? You have to realize that not everyone will like you, Altair…..like….take me for example." She smiled.

"Cute….very cute, Lucy," Altair resisted the urge to scowl, "I just don't understand him. And I don't even know why I care, but I just do….It really bugs me a bit." He leaned back into his chair, his right arm draping over the top of the chair. "So….where did Ezio and Desmond go? Are they at school?"

Lucy shook her head lightly, "No, actually they went to the store to get orange juice and bacon, but they'll be back soon."

"But….shouldn't all of us be in school right now?"

"It's a Saturday, Altair. There is no school during the weekend."

Altair stared at her with a blank expression, "Then….when will we go back?"

"It will be until the day after tomorrow," She said, turning her attention to the now toasted bread, "You sure seem eager to go back already…"

"The school is where we must start in order to track down Robert, right? Then that is the obvious reason." He said, "I say we go back immediately."

Lucy brought her plate of toast to the table, taking her seat across from him. "Well, since I am in charge; I say we stay here until we go back on Monday, do you understand?" She glared at him, leaning back into her chair, "For now, there is nothing we can do, but wait. Besides, after what happened yesterday, William and I believe you need a break from all the students there anyways; with the way you kept giving a death glare to just about everyone that wants to talk to you….I was right to test you're first day on a Friday." She bites into her toast, avoiding Altair's stare. The golden eyed man couldn't believe that he is taking commands from a fledgling, especially since William left her in charge while he was gone. But in way, she is right. Altair does need the time to adjust, not just to people but to his surroundings. For now he will just try to kick back and relax…but, now he wonders what he could do in the meantime. What is there to do for fun while being stuck in this apartment?

Desmond and Ezio waited at the register aisle, as the line in front of him was shrinking until it was his turn. They quickly got the two items they needed scanned, along with a few snacks that they wanted for themselves. They walked toward the exit, almost out of the store when Leonardo nearly collided with them, surprising the two and himself. "Mr. Da Vinci…..h-how's it going?" Ezio asked in a nervous tone, wanting to hide his face more under his hood.

"Huh?...Oh, Ezio…It is going well," Leonardo said, giving a warm smile to the two, quickly recognizing Ezio's voice, "And you?"

"Uh….er, um well I am doing okay…..So, you are here to shop?" Desmond raised a brow as he stares at the Italian. Ezio was just making himself sound stupid.

"Um…yes, I actually am."

Just at that right moment, his cellphone began to ring. Desmond answered it without hesitation, "Hello….Oh, hey dad." He began to slowly exit out the store, leaving a puzzled Ezio alone with his teacher.

'Damn you, Desmond.' Ezio cursed, knowing fully well that his teacher wants to speak with him about something.

Altair sat close to the television, completely mesmerized with the channel he was watching in front of him. He leans his head forward, narrowing is eyes further, observing the screen. "You'll hurt your eyes that way, you know." He turned his head around, looking at Lucy sitting on the couch, who had a dull expression. It looks like she decided to wear some decent clothing. A plain white shirt and jeans, her hair up in a bun. She held a small computer like device on her lap, which Altair was told to be a laptop.

"I can't help it. This magic box is just so….astonishing, yet a bit bizarre." He said, looking back at the screen.

Lucy lifted a brow, "I already told you, it's called a T.V. There really isn't anything great about it. Besides there are hardly any good shows on and-Don't touch it!" Altair ceased his finger tapping on the screen. He rolled his eyes and groaned, standing up and walked over to sit next to her.

"So…what are you up to?" He tilted his head to the side to view what Lucy was typing, though she was starting to get irritated, "You working on something?"

"Yes" She sighed, pulling the laptop to her side, where Altair won't be able to see what she was doing. "I am, in fact; which isn't any of your business." She spat, scooting over on the couch a couple of inches from him. She tried to continue to type on the laptop, but she found it hard to concentrate while being watched. Lucy shot her eyes up at Altair, almost sneering at him. "Look, why don't you just go back and watch some T.V." She handed him a remote, but he just sat there staring at it with confusion, "Well?"

"With….a cellphone?"

"No, you moron. This is a remote; you use this to change the channel on the T.V. to whatever you want to see." She explains, sounding half annoyed. She showed him which buttons to use, and he nodded his head in understanding. He sat back where he was previously, already channel surfing to what catches his eyes. Something did though…..He stopped on a news channel, talking about few students that were mysteriously killed by the school. He made sure he paid close attention to it when people were talking about how or why the students were found dead. They say that during the autopsy, they found no signs of any struggling. They also said that there was no signs of injuries anywhere on the bodies, except for bite marks puncturing into their flesh; some found on the neck and others on the limbs. All of them drained of all of their blood. Altair sat up on his knees, hands clenching tightly. What he heard next is that there was another victim found, but not near the school; this was a middle age man, and was found hidden behind a Wal-Mart store. It is believed that this victim was related to the others. Just thinking about it is making him thirsty for blood, any kind of blood really. The T.V. flashed over to a man who seems to be speaking to a reporter about these events. A tall man, bald with scars on his head, his expression very serious, but not very genuine. Altair's breath hitched when he saw him; he quickly recognizes this man. He looks exactly like Robert De Sable, the man he had killed so long ago. Altair grit his teeth, his breathing becoming heavy. His eyes were glowing red and his fists were shaking with rage. Without warning, his fist smashed into the television; shards of the screen falling to the floor. He startled both Lucy and himself, barely realizing what he just did. He slowly stood up, his hand holding onto his injured bleeding one. Lucy came and stood beside him, looking between Altair and the busted television. "W-what…..why did you?...are you mad? This isn't even my T.V." She yelled at him, running her hands through her hair.

"Uh….sorry" Altair said quietly, cursing his terrible habit.

Ezio tried opening his mouth to speak, but couldn't come up with proper sentence, when he keeps getting lost into those blue eyes. That is when his teacher decided to speak first, "I'm sorry, Mr. Auditore, I see that I am making you feel uncomfortable. If this is about what happened yesterday, I assure you that….I'm not mad at all," He shrugged, showing a smile to him, "It's just that…..well….I've never thought you as the troublemaker type."

Ezio shook his head, "I can give no excuses for yesterday; I merely wanted to help my friends out, really…I know that it was a wrong choice to get involved in a fight, but I didn't have much of a choice."

Leonardo sighed, and smiled, "You are very good to your friends, Ezio…"

"I've been told…." Ezio shrugged. Mostly he just wanted to step in and help Altair, because he knew the other could actually fight back and end up losing control of himself, tearing those students apart, making things even worse. So really, Ezio fought for Altair's sake. There was no damage done after the fight. "You know….even though we just met; you seem to be concerned about me." A smug expression growing on his face.

Leonardo had a faint blush spreading over his pale face, looking down shyly, hoping the other man doesn't notice, "Well….I am you're teacher, Ezio. I am suppose to care for my students. And I care for you very much." He smiled.

Ezio's eyes widen under his hood; Leonardo unable to see his shocked face, "I….I am glad you feel that way." He said, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

Desmond came back through the entrance, sighing deeply as his father continued to go on with the conversation, "Look dad, I have to get going….yes….I know, I'll call you later, okay?...bye." He hung up his cell, placing it back in his pocket. "Ezio, we need to get going now." He called out to the Italian, who looked back at him with a goofy expression.

Ezio frowned, wishing he could spend a little more time chatting with his teacher. "I have to go now….mi dispiace." He walked toward the exit, standing next to Desmond, looking back at his art teacher.

"I'll see you on Monday, Ezio?" Leonardo asked, giving him the friendliest smile the other man has ever seen.

Ezio grinned, "Definitely…" He nodded his head before walking out the doors with his friend. When they were walking to the car, he glanced over to Desmond, who was smirking as if he knew a secret, "What?"

"Ezio….it looks to me like you have a crush on your teacher."

"Is it that obvious?"

Desmond rested a hand on his shoulder, smiling at him, "Yeah, it actually is….but, don't worry, I don't really mind. I think it nice that you have feelings for someone, especially if it is for a guy….huh, If only I knew what that is like; to know what it's like to be in love."

Ezio patted his back, "Aww, how cute. Don't worry, you'll find someone too, Des." Desmond shoved him away, a playful smile on his face.

Desmond bumped into a hooded man, with a blank expression. There was no emotion there, but he did look annoyed, "Oops, sorry about that."

He watched them leave, going back to minding their own business, "Darim!" He looked over to his brother as the younger had met up with him after parking the car, "Is….something the matter?" He asked, looking in the same direction as him.

"No….let's go," Darim started walking off, and Sef following after him, "We need to hurry and find Leonardo."

"Why?...Why did our father ask us to look for him?"

"He didn't say, but he only says that it is an emergency. Just keep up." Darim said quietly, walking even faster, leaving Sef behind.

"Brother….wait for me" Sef jogs after him.

Desmond walked up to the apartment door, Ezio right beside him. He was about to knock, when the door swung open revealing a furious Lucy, her arms crossed over her chest. They two looked at each other, then at her, wondering if something was wrong. "Are you okay, Lucy?" Desmond asked calmly.

"Yes….no….well, we need to talk."

"You're kicking us out?" Desmond nearly yells, after Lucy had explained what happened earlier.

"Well, not exactly…..I just think you guys should go and find another place to keep Altair hidden….like….you're apartment." Lucy gave a simple response.

Ezio leaned over the table, "But….we can't just leave, Lucy. We were given specific orders to keep Altair here. And not only that, but you were appointed to have Altair under your supervision."

"Um…yeah, that is until he decided to destroy this television!" She bawled, standing up and pointing over to the now wrecked T.V.

Altair just sat at the table, giving a scowl at her, "I already said I was sorry." He kept rubbing his sore hand, which is slowly healing from his little mishap.

After a few moments of silence, Lucy took the time to take deep breaths, rubbing her temples softly, "Look…..this is only temporary," She started, "If Altair stays here any longer, I fear he may end up demolishing this apartment. I would hate to keep explaining to my neighbors about all the ruckus that goes on here. And I am not strong like you to stop him if he does…."

Ezio gave a defeated sigh, "Alright, you win. Even though our apartment is even further away from the school, we'll move into it, if that is what you want."

"Thank you…"

Desmond spoke up, "Just give us a few days, and we'll be out of-"

"I want you guys out now." She stated.

"What?" The trio exclaimed. There goes there weekend…

Side Note: As I have already stated in my previous chapters, is that the vampires in this story are at risk with sunlight, but not as bad as the ones you may have seen in the movies. So, I want them to be almost normal out in the light, if you understand. I will try to work with that...sorry I just thought I let you all know.