Ok, so I know it's been a long time but I decided to go for it... and it just started flowing out. I have one more chapter after this but have to go to work so it won't come out until 1 to 2 days after this one. I don't know past that, I really enjoyed writing them, and thank you for all the encouraging

reviews!

So, here we go!

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Leonardo was in bed because walking had become difficult. When the midwife had come to visit, and see how he was doing, she was surprised to see how big he had become in such a short amount of time, and had advised him to stay in bed. And it was boring.

Though Ezio had been by his side since, and it seemed he had calmed down from a couple of weeks ago. He wasn't pestering him about moving around, and he was a great model to sketch, though it did seem a lot harder for Ezio to sit still, seeing as he wasn't stalking a target. If they sat silent to long, Ezio would start to fidget. Though if they could keep the conversation, Ezio could sit still for hours.

Ezio was also there to run the workshop, which was mostly, buying food, and scaring off his patrons messengers. That was a great advantage to having Ezio around, he could be really scary when he wanted to.

So, at that moment Ezio was sitting naked, on a stool with a sheet draped over him, though not really covering anything. He wasn't embarrassed, quite the opposite, he was very comfortable with his body, he was just really bored. Leonardo had stopped talking, concentrating heavily on his sketching. Ezio started moving his leg up and down quickly, though still trying to sit still. He looked over and a small smile graced his lips.

Leonardo was sitting in bed, sitting against a mountain of pillows. Drawing board sitting in his lap, bottom resting on the top of his swollen stomach. hands sketching away on the sheet of paper, tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth, in concentration. It was amazing to watch.

"Ezio."

Ezio looked up from his musing, to see the Leonardo stopped sketching, and was looking pointedly at his lap. "Huh?"

"Ezio, stop with your leg, I can't draw the definition of your calve muscle, if it's moving."

Ezio stopped his leg, and continued to sit there quietly. So, not unexpectedly, Ezio started bouncing his leg again. When Leonardo noticed he put his charcoal down and just smiled at him.

"I take it you're done?" Leonardo set his art supplies to the side.

"Oh, no, Amore, I'm fine, you can keep on going."

Leonardo shook his head, "No, I'm good for now, though I'm hungry, could you go get me some food?"

Ezio just smiled, and moved to the bed, sitting close to Leonardo, and kissing his cheek, "What would you like?"

Leonardo thought about it, "Whatever is in the kitchen will be fine. I don't want you gone long."

Ezio grinned, "Afraid you'll miss me to much?"

Leonardo chuckled and shook his head, "No, I'm just really hungry."

Ezio rolled his eyes, and pushed off the bed. Then, he walked down to the kitchen without taking the time to put clothes on. Upon entering the kitchen, there was a knock on the door. He grabbed some fruit while yelling out, "Who is it?"

"My name Marcello Moretti, I'm here for a painting from Messere Leonardo, for Messere Ricci."

Ezio was positive that Leonardo hadn't even started on that painting. So, he went and answered the door. The look on the messengers face was priceless. His face turned a deep shade of red, and then he covered his eys.

He then stuttered out, "Messere, you are naked?"

Ezio just grinned and said, "Yes, I'm aware."

"If you don't mind, Ser, why are you naked?"

"Modeling for anatomy sketches." replied Ezio completely unfazed.

"Oh, well, is he here?"

"Yes, but he is bed ridden."

The messenger looked away awkwardly, "May I see him?"

"No."

"But Ser, if I don't bring news back to..."

"Just tell him it's not done yet."

"But, Ser..."

"It's the truth, I'll have him send somebody for you to come get it."

"I'm sorry, Messere, I must insist on seeing Maestro Leonardo, my master will not be at all happy if I have nothing to bring." The messenger explained, trying to keep his eyes on anything but Ezio.

"That may be, but either way, you will not be bringing anything to your master, because there's nothing to give." Said Ezio, as he walked over and grabbed a knife from Leonardo's desk.

"You should know that if Maestro Leonardo doesn't get my masters painting to him soon, my master will be contacting the guards and having him arrested."

Ezio immediately saw red, but quickly calmed himself, as he cut through an apple. "And what grounds will the charges be?"

"Theft, swindling my master out of his money." calmly replied the messenger.

"Messere Ricci, came to him, I barely count that as swindling."

The messenger smirked and puffed out his chest. "That may be but my master is one of the richest in Venenzia, so I doubt what happened really matters.

Ezio had to stop himself from throwing the knife through the other man's head. Especially since he reminded him of Vieri De Pazzi.

"Let them come. See what happens." Ezio warned venomously. Ezio walked over to the door and pointed the knife in the messengers face, "Tell your master that Maestro Leonardo will get to it when he feels better and no sooner," and then he slammed the door in the messengers face.

He walked over to the fruit that he was cutting for Leonardo, he cut a couple more pieces up, sighed in frustration and threw the knife at the wall embedding it deeply into the wall.

"Ezio?"

Ezio turned to see Leonardo standing at the bottom of the stairs, a hand on his bulging stomach, looking worried. "What was that all about?"

Ezio grabbed the plate of fruit, and went quickly to Leonardo's side, "Leonardo, what're you doing out of bed?"

"You were taking a long time, and I heard yelling," Leonardo crossed his arms, "What happened?"

Ezio scoffed, and started pushing Leonardo back upstairs. "One of your patrons is threatening to call the guards on you."

"Oh, Messere Ricci, he wants a painting of his daughter, but I won't be able to start until after the baby is born." Leonardo sighed, "He's been threatening me with it for the last couple of weeks." Leonardo got back into bed and got comfortable.

"Why didn't you say anything." Ezio inquired, handing the plate to Leonardo, and sat on the edge of the bed.

Leonardo chewed a piece of fruit, and waved him off, "Patrons rarely do what the threaten, I wasn't all that worried."

Ezio frowned, "And what would you have done if he went through with it, with you... like... this...?"

Leonard gave a soft smile, and cupped Ezio's face in his hand. "I'm sure you would have come and saved me," he gave a thoughtful look, "You have an uncanny was of always finding me." Leonardo then stuffed another piece of fruit in his mouth.

Ezio's chest puffed out at the comment, then he leaned over and tried to give Leonardo a kiss, but the blonde turned, so Ezio kissed him on the cheek, and leonardo stuffed another piece of apple in his mouth.