Sorry this took so long. I have been very very sick these past few weeks and I actually wrote most of this the day before new years, but I felt very weird about writing a seen like the one at the end of this with my dad sitting next to me and my grandma across from me. :p Anyways sorry for the delay, I hope you all enjoy this.

Warning: heavy making out and some touching between two men.

"Alright," Lovino announced when she shut the door behind Ezio as he left, a newly decoded codex page in hand. "It is time to truly get started with preparing for Carnival," she walked across the room and stood in front of Leonardo, hands on her hips as she looked up at his face. "So, I will get busy sewing, while Rosetta teaches you how to act like a woman!"

Rosetta looked up from a paper she was busy scribbling away on. "What?! Why do I have to teach him?"

"Because you are much more lady like then me," Lovino grinned at her friend then turned and walked over to the pile of red fabric in the corner and plopped herself down in the middle of the mess of red.

Rosetta looked at Leonardo, who in turn looked warily back at her.

"Well," the brunette put down her piece of charcoal and pushed back from the table, the workbench scrapping across the hard floor. "I guess we will have to start with the voice," she frowned. "Now, warning I have never taught a man to be a woman before so this will be a bit messy,"

The artist chuckled. "Well, I have never attempted to be a woman,"

Across the room Lovino started humming, her needle being stuck and pulled, stuck and pulled.

"Okay so I guess," Rosetta scratched her head. "Just try talking like a girl,"

Leonardo sighed, knowing that it was going to be a long day.

After hours of speaking and pointers and yelling and confusion, the moon was high in the sky Leonardo felt that he could adequately sound like a some what deep voiced woman.

"Eccellente!" cried Rosetta as Leonardo managed to work through a whole conversation without braking character, or laughing.

Lovino held up the finished outer layer of the skirt with a grin. "Good progress everyone!" she promptly fell over and curled up in the fabric, intent on going to sleep.

"We shall continue tomorrow," Rosetta rubbed her tired eyes and stood from the bench he had sat on several hours ago.

"Yes, I agree," Leonrdo yawned the realized that he had spoken in his girl voice again and sighed. "How," He cleared his throat. "How am I supposed to talk to my customers if I keep accidentally talking like a woman?"

"Just tell 'em that your voice is changing," Lovino's slurred voice came from the pile of red.

The blond shook his head and moved to the stairs. "Buonanotte," he called as he moved up the creaky wood.

Two mumbled replies followed him to bed.

Leonardo wakes in the middle of the night to a sound at his window. He waits a moment, totally still in his bed, his mind trickling him that something malevolent is coming to get him.

The sound comes again, a knock on the window, followed by a voice. "Leonardo,"

Quickly, the artist gets out of bed and runs, barefoot across the cold floor to the window. He moves the heavy curtains away from the window. "Ezio?" He opens the latch on the window and pushes it open.

The assassin steps in, pushing his white hood off, reveling his face.

"Ezio, what are you-" Leonardo is silenced when Ezio grabs onto him and forcefully presses his lips against the artist's.

Shocked, Leonardo stays still for a moment, then realizing what is happening he wraps his arms around the brunette, his eyes fluttering shut and a small moan escaping him.

Ezio uses Leonardo's moan to slip is tongue into the others mouth. Frantically exploring and claiming the artist's mouth.

Needing to breath the blond pulls back, panting. Ezio begins kissing his neck, nipping and sucking.

"You are going to," Leonardo groans, "leave marks,"

The assassin smirks against his skin, "Good," He starts pushing Leonardo back toward his bed. When the back off his legs touch the side of it Ezio pushes him so he falls back, then crawls on top of him and starts kissing him again.

Leonardo moves his hands to Ezio's brown hair, pulling out of its customary pony tail. He begins running his hands through the soft strands.

Ezio's hands move across the blonde's clothed body before ending at his crotch where he cups the obvious bulge pressing against the fabric of his cloths. The blond moans.

Ezio pulls back from the artist's lips. "Look what we have here." He gives Leonardo a soft squeeze. He moans again, blushing because he sounds like some whore from a brothel. "Let's get these out of the way,"

Leonardo's blue eyes watch as Ezio begins pushing away layers of red skirts.

Wait... red skirts!

He realizes he is wearing a poofy red dress.

With a gasp he wakes.

"Oh!" he turns his head to see Lovino standing in his door way, morning light filtering in behind her. "I was coming to wake you up, but it looks like you woke your self up," she smiles and then glances pointedly at his crotch. "You might wanna take care of that before you come eat the wonderful food I have made," with that the short woman turns and leaves, the bedroom door shutting behind her.

Leonado lifts his head and looks down his body, gowning at his obvious erection covered by the sheets and flops his head back down.

"What a perfectly terrible way to start the day,"