Afternoon two and a half month after coming home
The spring sun was slowly gaining in strength, and soon it would be summer again.
Gliding across the sun baked roofs like a white robed spectre, Ezio felt alive once more.
Perching on the edge off a roof, he let his gaze glide over the roofs. Lazily running his scarred hands through his sweat soaked hair, as a satisfied smile played along his lips.
He should be heading home soon, before he over did it, and hurt himself again...
Home... the word still felt strange to him, it had been so very long since he had had any where to call his home, and he still wasn't sure just how good an idea he thought it to be. Yet, he was beginning to appreciate the benefit of having regular meals, and a warm bed. Aaah the bed yes, that most certainly made it worth to have somewhere to come home to.. and speaking of which...
Rising slowly he stretched, winching as the stiff scars pulled against his overworked muscles, it was high time he returned, if he was to avoid coming home before Leonardo, and running into a tongue lashing.
Besides the heat off the day was beginning to make the scars on his body stiff, and the sensitive skin were beginning to itch.
rising smoothly he glanced down into the narrow ally below him, grinning as he spotted the hay wagon move towards him at a lumbering pace... it was simple too tempting.
He was still grinning like a twelve year old, as he landed gracefully on the sun bleached roof off the home he had shared with his lovers for two months.
Home... sitting on the edge off the, roof, Ezio leaned back on his elbows, letting the suns heat, warm his tired and soar body through.
So many things had happened during these long months off healing, things he had long thought forever beyond his reach. It never ceased to amaze Ezio, how skillfully Leonardo could play him, it almost seemed as if he was a harp, strung to obey the slightest pluck off the artists long powerful fingers. But Ezio had to give his lover the credit that was due, making it seem as if he was only agreeing to live with the two off them for a short finite period, had been a stroke off pure evil genius. For when he had realized the truth, he was already trapped in their gentle grasp.
Rolling to his feet, Ezio let himself drop over the edge off the roof, only catching the hidden beam at the very last second, before swinging his long legs in through their bedroom window. Landing lightly on the worn wooden floor, he stopped only to hang his white robe, in the very cleverly hidden closet, leaving him in nothing but his loose dark grey pants, knee high boots and the bandages covering his still healing wounds, before gliding down the stairs into the large open studio.
pausing at the last wrung off the stair, Ezio quickly scanned the chaotic room, Leonardo's projects, models and unfinished commissions scattered everywhere. This had become home to Ezio and he knew now, that he would not have that change anytime soon.
The warm savory scents off Leonardo's vegetable stew, and fresh baked bread was flooding the space, and Ezio's empty stomach promptly reminded him off its plight by growling loudly.
Aaah Leonardo had obviously managed to tear himself away from the market, faster than Ezio had expected. And gliding silently through the wreckage Ezio followed the stomach rumbling smells into the kitchen.
Leaning against the doorframe He couldn't keep a soft smile from spreading across his lips, as he crossed his arms in front of his chest.
Rosa and Leonardo moved around in the confined space like dancers in an intricate dance, as they unpacked some foodstuffs and plated others in an obvious preparation for their dinner.
Olives, and cheese, bright spring vegetables, and spicy grains, in a multitude off colored bowls littered the large central table, surrounding... mio dio, a rack of lamb that looked more appetizing than anything else, Ezio had seen in an eternity, licking his lips in anticipation, Ezio sighed softly.
The sound stopped the pair dead in their tracks, and turning in an almost perfectly synchronized move they both starred at him as if he had grown an extra head.
- Ezio you are back... we didn't think you...did you enjoy your run?
Nodding Ezio closed in on the pair, smiling as he stepped in between then and wrapping his arms around their waists, he pulled them in close, burying his face in there fragrant hair, mumbling.
- Thank you. ...
Nestling in against his still frail frame, Rosa rested her head on his shoulder, breathing in that scent that was so uniquely Ezio, and sighed: What are you thanking us for, it's only dinner.
- No its more... it's for seeing what i needed and making me realize it... it's for being patient with me when i was being a spoiled child, and for healing me... thank you.
Silence filled the spacious room, as the trio simple held each other, reveling in the shared love and security..
This was home and good and though it might not last forever, none of them wanted to change anything. ...