Now what am I to say about this? I know it has been months since I have updated. I've just been having a lot of trouble writing this one for some reason. Some dialogue didn't turn out the way I had hoped, and it had gotten rather sloppy and rushed with the interactions between certain characters. It just been pissing me off for some time that I didn't want to look at it for a while…So, really I don't like it to be honest :( But, hey I did at least made this chapter longer. At least to me it seems to be longer….
Now if you'll excuse me…I'm gonna go die in a corner…
Next Morning…
The bell has rung.
Desmond waited in his desk. The teacher was late once again. Since she wasn't here yet, all the students were talking amongst each other about random shit they usually talk about. Rebecca hopped over to his side so suddenly; she ends up startling him, "Sup, Des!"
Desmond half jumped in his desk, "Oh god, Rebecca, don't do that."
The dark haired girl chuckled, "Ooo~ A little jumpy, aren't ya?" Desmond ran a hand over his face, blushing a bit. The things that go on in this school, why wouldn't he be jumpy? Rebecca moved to the front of his desk, leaning forward, "Hey, Des…I know I might sound annoying for asking this, but…Have you made up your mind?"
Desmond looked at her quizzically, "About what?" He glanced over to where Rebecca was looking, seeing that pretty friend of hers. He blinked. He completely forgot about her.
"My friend said she really, really thinks you're hot, and she won't stop bugging me, unless she hears an answer. So…..Have you thought about it?" Just then Desmond notices Shaun coming into the classroom, making his way to his desk. The red head gave a glance at him before dropping his heavy backpack on the floor, and plopping down in his seat. Desmond continued to watch him. Rebecca may have known why he was quiet. She saw him looking at Shaun.
Desmond directed his attention back at her, "I'm sorry, but I'm gonna have to say no. I'm not interested." He replied as politely as he could.
Rebecca went silent, but nodded her head, "Okay….That is understandable. My friend might be a little disappointed, though." She pats his shoulder, "Thanks, anyways…" She said, rushing back to her desk. Right at that moment, the teacher had arrived.
"Okay, class; fun time is over." Miss Sforza announced, watching everyone going back to their places. The room was in silence as she began to write something that has to do with the lesson on the white board.
"He said he wasn't interested." Rebecca told her friend quietly.
"Really?" The other girl sitting next to her, looked down disappointed.
"Yeah…..But, I think I know why." She smirked.
Ezio entered into his classroom, seeing Sef smile at him. The Italian went over to his desk, sitting into his seat next to the kid. "Good Morning, Ezio." Sef greeted, his smile widening.
"Morning, Sef…" Ezio smiled back briefly, then glancing around the room for a certain someone.
"Looking for your favorite teacher, again?" He mused, resting his chin on one hand.
Ezio turned in his seat, glaring at the kid underneath his hood, and lightly punched his arm, "Just shut up, kid." Ezio said, getting a bit annoyed how his friend was still making fun of him about that subject since yesterday.
The boy laughed, lightly elbowing Ezio's arm, "I'm sorry, Ezio, but you are making it way to obvious now."
Ezio sighed, rolling his eyes, "Give me a break, will you."
Sef observed the man closely, "You know I do find it quite amusing how you were acting around Leonardo lately. You always have that goofy smile on your face, and you never take your eyes off him for even a second. If you keep that up, you might miss the important part of the lecture." Ezio only shrugged, but found it a bit strange that the kid would use the teacher's first name. "Seriously though, you must be madly in love with him or something if you keep getting distracted…"
Ezio was a bit flustered by that comment, but he couldn't deny it. In actuality, he likes the beautiful blonde man. To him, Mr. Da Vinci was perfect in every way. Half of his mind wonders how it would be if he got intimate with the teacher, and probably claim him as a mate. He has gotten involved with women, and even a few men before, but this was completely different. This was something he has never felt for anyone. Since the first day he met him, he has fallen head over heels. This was almost like love at first sight….Except it's real; "…..I think I am." He whispered.
"Huh?"
"I said I think I am falling for him." He said a bit louder for him to hear.
Sef blinked a few times at him, "So, you are serious, then?"
"I am", The Italian nods his head, putting a hand to his chest, "I mean, Mr. Da Vinci is a very kind and gorgeous man….and a bit mysterious too. I have never felt this crazy for anyone before." He admitted, "But who am I kidding. It's not like I have a chance with him anyways."
"Why? Does it have to do with the fact he is a teacher and you're a student? Or maybe it is because you're a vampire and he isn't." Sef questioned, speaking in a low voice.
Ezio shrugged, "I believe it would be both. But, it doesn't even matter now."
"Well, I bet I can hook you up with him," The boy smiled at him again.
The Italian scoffed, "Don't be silly; as if he would be into a guy like me. Besides, he might not be into men."
Sef blushed, biting down on his lower lip, before speaking. "But, I-I actually know a lot more about him than anyone else does. I know that he prefers men over women all the time. And I think you are more his type. I can definitely help you out. What do you say?"
This kid actually wants to help pair him up with the teacher? What's in it for him exactly? For someone he just met, it was a bit odd that he wanted to help him with something like this. Before Ezio could even answer, Mr. Da Vinvi entered into the classroom, carrying a huge binder in his arms, "Good morning, Class!" All the students started heading for their desks, all of them quieting down and saying 'good morning' back. The teacher set his things aside, quickly retrieving a stool and dragged it over to set it in the front of the class where all the students could get a glimpse of the stool in the center. Leo clapped his hands together, "Alright, today we shall be working on a little practice assignment. This assignment I expect everyone to try their hand at in hopes of helping them improve." He insists. People in the classroom started to groan.
Ezio stiffened, "Oh no" Sef could hear him muttering something, but turned his attention back to the blonde haired man.
Leo shook his head, "Now, now. This will be a fun experiment, I promise." Going over to the entrance, he made sure to dim the lights in the class before calling someone from outside. A young female walks in. Ezio observed her as she comes to the center. She had her dark brown hair up in a bun, and the darks shades of eye shadow she had on really brought out the color of her eyes. Indeed she was beautiful, but Ezio could smell that scent coming off her. The delicious smell of blood. Looks like him and Sef aren't the only vampires in this class.
There was no reason to feel threaten, though. Despite that she was a vampire and could possibly be an enemy, Ezio was willing to ignore her, and concentrate on this lesson. Hopefully, she won't pay any attention to him. "As some of you aren't aware, I had to get a volunteer from a different class to model, so that way, all of you can get to sketch at the same time. Cristina will you please take a seat here." He gestures her to the stool. Cristina took a seat, her eyes scanning everyone in class, but her eyes came to a stop when she saw a rather attractive Italian man. She smirked, and Ezio blinked, realizing that she was staring at him. "Okay, take out your sketch pads and a pencil; draw her only from the waist up. You have until the end of class to finish, then afterwards, I will see your progress." He glanced at the young woman, "Try to stay still okay?"
"Yes sir" She replied, doing as he said. She did a good job acting like a statue and only kept her eyes still on Ezio.
As everyone had started drawing on their sketch pads, Ezio just sat there, with his pencil in hand, feeling a bit embarrassed. He feels so out of place in this class; probably because he was never into art, nor was he enthusiastic about it either. In fact, he found the whole subject to be quite boring; a complete waste of time. The only thing that makes up for this class was the extremely hot blonde who he is happy to have as his teacher. Mr. Da Vinci was looking his way, giving a confidant smile directly at him. A faint blush appeared over his face, making him smile back. He lowered his gaze back to the sketch pad, and began to draw. Here goes nothing…
Altair hung his head low, feeling groggy and tired. The whole night he was deprived of getting any sleep. He'd just been thinking a lot about Malik. He couldn't get him out of his mind, no matter how much he tried. And every time he thinks of the kid, it keeps reminding him of the last moment they had together. The logical thing he could have done was skip school today, yet here he is in the same classroom with Al- Sayf once again. He kept getting this sick feeling in his gut that he might end up doing something to accidently hurt Malik. If it happened once in the locker room, it can happen again at any time; and he knows he wouldn't be able to stop himself.
He was just glad that class was almost over. And it's not that he wants to get away from Malik, but he has noted the mystery kid from the other day has yet to make an appearance in class. Perhaps he had scared him away and now he is in hiding? Maybe…But now he has grown more suspicious of the guy; as if he knew of his motives and is trying to stay hidden for a while. That's right, he should be intimidated; once you are marked as a target, you can't escape from the inevitable. But until he see the other in class, he'll have to let it go for now.
Altair turned his head to look over at Malik, who had one hand under his chin, the other tapping the pen on his desk. Altair had long since ignored everything the teacher was saying, the old man's voice sounding muffled and forgotten to his ears. He decided to put all his attention to the darker male next to him, finding him to be a lot more interesting than the teacher's boring lecture. He could stare at him all day long, if he could. He focused only on him, and every movement he made. It suddenly felt as if they were the only two people in this classroom. Altair could hear his own heart thumping fast as he examined Malik's face, then his lips, then letting his eyes go lower to his neck. What was this reaction he was getting? A muffled voice was getting louder, breaking him out of his trance, "….Ibn La' Ahad?!" Altair blinked his eyes, lifting his head up to see Mr. Vidic standing a few feet away, arms crossed, "I don't mean to interrupt your daydreaming, but I would like to have 'everyone's' attention." All the students were staring at him, especially Malik, who was oblivious to his staring.
"Umm, sorry." Altair said annoyed, blushing slightly. He then realized how dry his mouth was. He really needs to stop spacing out like that. He lowered his gaze, letting his hood cover his eyes. And doing that action seemed to upset the teacher more.
"Would you also mind taking off your hood, please?" He asked in an irritable tone, "Otherwise, how else will I know you are actually paying attention to me." Altair scowled, but did as the man said, and took off his hood, revealing his almost tired face and sandy brown hair unkempt. The girls in the class didn't mind his look, but rather found him sexy that way.
'What a pestering old man, he is.' Altair thought. He knows that killing a human was considered bad, but he is hoping to make an exception for this one man.
"Now, I will repeat again that you'll have a project due within the next three weeks." A project? This quickly catches Altair's interest. "Tomorrow you'll be choosing a topic that you want to do your project on. Also, I'm allowing to have all of you working in a group of two, so please partner yourself up with-" In an instant all of the girls in the classroom hastily got out of their seats about to rush over to Altair to claim him as their partner, but Mr. Vidic shouted, "Stop, stop!" before they could even reach him. "I knew you all couldn't resist partnering yourself with the pretty boy over there," He sneered. Altair had sunk down into his seat from the sudden advances of the females. "I had already picked Mr. Al- Sayf to do a project with him." Both Malik and Altair stared wide eyed at the teacher. "Now sit down!" As the man tried to cool down, he gave one final glare at Altair. The golden eyed man didn't know whether he should curse the teacher for selecting Malik for him or thank him. He actually doesn't mind having Malik working with him, but he isn't hoping to get too close to him, in fear of letting the incident that happened yesterday repeated itself. But, he guesses that Malik is better than any of these people, he had to admit.
The boys in the class started laughing. All the girls groaned, going back to their desks, with some of them shooting dagger eyes at the aforementioned teen sitting next to Altair. Malik just rolled his eyes at them. Why don't they just get off his back, it's not like this was his choice. When he turned his head, he found Altair staring at him. Surely enough, Malik's cheeks were tinting red, but looking at the sights of Altair's lips slowly quirked into a smirked, a dark blush appeared over his face. He quickly turned his gaze away. Hoping the other hadn't noticed. Then Altair had his lips form in a thin line, raising a questioning eyebrow.
As time had passed, Ezio had finished his sketch.
Everyone seemed to be done; some finished quicker than others, looking quite satisfied with their work.
The Italian though, wasn't at all too happy with his drawing. The anatomy was way off; the curves and lines were too messy. And everything about the face, the eyes weren't aligned how they should, the nose looked weird, and the lips just looked too small. He wouldn't be surprised if he was the worst in the entire class.
Ezio looked over at Sef's drawing. Of course the boy's sketch looks ten times better than his, although he didn't look all that pleased with it. "Nice drawing, kid." Ezio said, smiling at him.
Sef failed to give a smile, "Thanks, but….I could have done better. How did you do?" He asked.
Ezio grimaced, "Eh….Not so good." Sef peered at the sketch, tilting his head slightly as his expression was too calm to read.
"Oh" The boy made an awkward smile, "It actually looks nice, my friend." He responded in attempt to make the other feel better.
Ezio rolled his eyes, moving the sketch pad out of his sight, bringing it closer to his chest, "Are you kidding me! It looks horrible." He tossed his pencil onto the desk, "Maybe if I'm lucky, Mr. Da Vinci won't bother checking on my sketch…"
"Now why would I do that?" The two turned to catch the eyes of the teacher staring at them. Leonardo gave them a warm smile, "How did you do, Mr. Auditore?" He asked, trying to see the work he did, but Ezio had it close to his chest so he couldn't see.
"It's not that great to be honest."
"I think I will be the judge of that." He holds his hand out, letting the Italian eyeing his hand.
"I rather you didn't." He said.
Leonardo chuckled, "I have to see your work, Ezio. How else will I grade it?" He said, grabbing the sketchpad from his hands. Ezio's face fell, and felt his cheeks burning a slightly bright red. Leonardo took a moment to observe every little detail of the drawing; all the while Ezio was casting his gaze to the floor, feeling his face flush from embarrassment. Leo kept tilting the sketchpad side to side, as if trying to see a hidden picture there, "Well, Ezio, it looks like you could use a little more work." He started off his critique on his work.
Ezio sighed, his face emotionless, "I know, it looks terrible."
"Well….No it doesn't look half bad. You just need to practice some more…"
The darker skinned man just shook his head, leaning back in his seat, "I don't even know why I should bother."
Leo frowned, "Why do you say that?" Ezio looked up at the man, and he almost forgotten how to breathe when he looked directly into those questioning blue eyes.
"I don't really like art that much. I am not even close to being good at it. And I won't get any better because I just suck at it so much," He said truthfully, watching the blonde nodding his head.
"Surely you don't believe that?"
"But, it is true. I don't really see art as much of a motive for me, and therefore, I will continue to suck at it. If there is something I'm not good at, then I don't really see the point in trying." He noticed the man nodding his head, "I'm sorry, but that is just the way I feel about it."
That smile returned on Leo's face, "Oh, but Ezio, I believe you are missing the point of this practice assignment. All I expect of you is to try your best. I don't expect you to be perfect." He said.
"But...I" Ezio blinked at him confused. Leo cut him off.
"No, buts! I understand that you don't like this class, but I am willing to stand by your side to get you through it. It is my job as your teacher to help you feel inspired to work harder. And…I would appreciate it very much if you continued to try," He grabbed Ezio's hand, bringing it up and placing the pencil into the palm of his hand, closing his fingers over it. "And it is rather good that you're doubtful of your art work. That is just another step of becoming an artist. So please, don't give up just yet." The sudden contact made Ezio blush again. He glanced down at the hands that are gently holding his, then back at the blonde.
Ezio gave him his charming smile, staring right into his eyes, "Yeah, I will," He said, moving his free hand on top of Leo's hand, "I'll do it just for you, grazie." He said confidently. Leo smiled back at him, as they stared into each other's eyes for a moment longer than they should have. Sef snickered at the two. Leo blushed when barely noticing he was holding the other's hand, and pulled away.
The paler man cleared his throat, nodding his head, moving out of the other's space, "That is good to hear….Uh-I….Will check on everyone else's progress, please excuse me." He turned on his heels and walked over to the nearest desk.
As Ezio watched the blonde haired man leave, the touch of his skin lingering on his. He felt Sef nudging him with his elbow, "I can't believe you gave in so easily. And for a second I actually thought you hated this subject."
Ezio saw the smirk on the boy, and he smirked right back at him, "What gave you that idea?" he reached a hand up and ruffled the boys hair, "Eh, I can't really say I hated it that much." He shrugged.
Sef chuckled, swatting the other's hand away, "Yeah, sure….I think he really likes you." Ezio smiled at that comment, "A lot, perhaps." He emphasized on that.
The darker skinned man raised a brow, "What are you implying? That he might like me in that way, too? Yeah, right…"
Sef continued to smile, "Well, with the awkward silence between you two, and the way that you were gazing into each other's eyes just now, yes." He replied simply.
Ezio laughed, "What are you some kind of love expert? It's clear that he was just being nice to me."
The boy shifted on his seat a little, "But, just a moment ago you seemed like you two were having some sort of connection with each other. I mean, I saw it in Leonardo's eyes. When I see that look he gives to a certain person that usually means he is interested in them."
"I find it really weird that you're calling him by his first name." Sef widened his eyes. "And how do you even know this much about him?"
The boy stayed quiet for a moment, thinking about what to say, "You can say I know him personally…..He happens to be an acquaintance of my dad's" He said quietly. Ezio continued to stare at the boy with scrutiny in his eyes. "I sometimes hang out with him, which is how I know a few of his interests."
"Why didn't you mention this before?"
The boy kept his eyes to the floor, "I don't know." He said nervously.
Ezio turned his gaze at the blonde man, standing close to the other students who are most likely trying to show off their masterpiece. Leo just smiled and nods his head before moving onto another student. He continued to watch him, not missing the few glances he shot in his direction. Ezio may have also noticed a hint of red showing on his cheeks as the man looked away. Ezio smiled, turning his attention back at Sef, "And…You're certain he might feel the same for me?"
Sef's expression brightens, "Oh, absolutely! No doubt about it.
"Okay, then…" Ezio gave one final look at Leonardo. He remembered the time he got to talk with Leo in the gym. They seemed rather content with each other's company. Ezio shared a little bit of his life, but Leo was vague about his. The only thing he did reveal was that he really enjoyed being an artist, and talking about his designs. But, now he is thankful that Sef had told him this, and felt like he had a better chance with the blonde. "I made a decision."
The boy next to him raised his eyebrows in surprise, "You have? Soooo, you are going to talk to Leonardo about your feelings, then?"
"…Not…Really. I would like for you to do that for me."
The boy gave him a quizzical look, "W-What?! Why me?"
"Because, um…" Ezio struggled for the right words to say, "You…Already said that you'll help me out, remember?"
"O-Oh, I did say that." He said. Was there a possible chance that Ezio is only using that as an excuse because he is just shy? Maybe so.
Ezio put a hand to his shoulder, whispering to the boy, "Right, so listen, maybe when you get the chance to be alone with him, I would like for you to find out how he might feel about me, you know?" He instructed carefully, watching the boy nod his head,
"Uh-huh?"
"That's all I really need you to do. Just be sure to be subtle about it. I do not want you to mention anything about me having a crush on him just yet, understood?"
"Well, I can do that." At that perfect moment, the bell for this class had rung, and everyone started moving out. As Ezio got out of his seat, he felt a delicate hand brush against his shoulder for a brief moment. The girl they had drawn had just walked passed him, giving a smile and a knowing look in her eyes. He narrowed his eyes as she made her exit. After a moment of watching, he grabbed his backpack, the boy stood next to him, "I'll see you in our class later?"
The Italian raised a brow, "You're going to talk to him now?" He gave one more glance over at the teacher, who was sitting in at his desk, writing something down in a folder. He made a reluctant sigh, "Fine…Just remember what I said. I'll come up with an excuse for you, so the teacher won't get mad." Sef only nodded his head, watching his friend take his leave. Once he knew Ezio was gone, he closed the door, leaving just him and Leo remaining in this class. Since he cannot say anything about how Ezio feels about Leonardo, than he will have to hear how his teacher might feel for Ezio.
"Hey, teach, got a minute?" Leo looked up and saw Sef approaching, pulling a stool next to his desk, sitting down into it.
The blonde stared with a questioning gaze at the grinning boy, "What can I do for you, Sef? Should you not be going to your next class?" He asked.
"Yes, but…" He started, "I just needed to ask you something first."
"This can't wait until later? Is it that important?"
"….Um, it sort of is."
He stared intently at the boy, smiling at the boy, "Then…What is it?"
Sef bit his lower lip, thinking of his words carefully. "I've just been wondering….How would you say you feel about Ezio?"
Leo raised a brow, "Ezio? I'll be honest when his artwork does look a bit sloppy and amateurish, but at the same time he does seem to have much potential, as long as he-"
"No" He interrupted, "I mean…What do you think…About him?"
"Oh….Uh, well I think he is a very nice kid. I do have much hope for him; I am very ecstatic to have him here as a student." He said, face reddening slightly.
"And?"
The blonde shot him a confused look, "And what?"
"Would you think that he is kinda cute?" He smirked.
The man sat up straight, keeping his confused expression, "I don't know where you are going with this."
"I think you do. You're just scared to admit it."
"Sef, just what are trying to say?"
The boy leaned forward on his seat, his face more serious, "Do you have a thing for Ezio?" Leonardo blushed with his mouth gaping open. This certainly caught the teacher off guard, Sef knew this.
The blonde haired man started to stutter, his entire face beat red, "W-W-What gave you…That idea?" The nervous tone in his voice completely gave him away.
Sef scooted closer to his teacher, a wide grin appearing over his face, "Do not think me a fool! The way you were acting with him earlier should have been proof enough. I know that you are into him."
"You are being ridiculous…"
"Are you?!"
Leo shyly looked away from the grinning boy, taking a deep breath, "Sef, you know he is a student of mine…"
"So I was right, you have feelings for him!" He declared, sitting on the far edge of his stool that looked like he could lose balance and fall.
Leo waved his arms at the boy, feeling heat rise to his cheeks, "Do not over excite yourself! That is completely untrue."
"That wasn't what it looked like to me earlier. When you were giving him your honest opinion about his work; you've gotten closer to him, you were staring right into his eyes, and you were touching his hand, and had that face akin to someone who is love-struck.
"You are exaggerating too much on this!"
"You can tell me the truth, Leonardo. Have you fallen for Ezio?" He asked, smiling expectantly at the man.
Leo went dead silent for a moment, turning his gaze away from the boy. He is so horrible at being a liar. When he slowly looked up, he finally spoke. "Sef…I see that I am incapable of lying to you. So….Yes." He said cautiously. The kid was on the verge of squealing like a little girl, feeling triumphant of himself. "Calm down, please."
"This is good to hear!"
"W-What?" Leo stared wide eyed at the boy.
Sef leaned over his teacher's desk, grasping Leo's hands into his, "Now you can tell Ezio your true feelings for him."
The blonde haired man gave him an incredulous look, as if he just said the most absurd thing. "Sef, I did not say I was in love with Ezio. I'm just saying that I do feel attracted to him."
"But, if you're attracted to Ezio, that must mean you like him more than a friend, right?"
"I suppose I do. I mean, I am interested in him, but…I just don't think I can describe my feelings to be love."
"Then how would you feel about him if I told you he was in love with you?"
The paler man widens his eyes in surprise, feeling his heart skip a beat, "What?"
Sef knew he wasn't supposed to take it this far. But, screw it! He'll get a good scolding for defying what Ezio had told him, later. "Ezio said he had strong feelings for you, since the first day he met you."
Leo stilled had a shocked expression, "He…Has?"
"Yeah…He told me himself."
He glanced away from the boy to his hands being held, "This is…Rather sudden….." He pulls his hands away. Leo was not expecting to hear that. He had thought Ezio was a good looking and thoughtful young man, and a bit childish too; which is why he was so alluring. But this….He was not expecting the other to be in love with him. Why would Ezio be into a guy like him, anyways? The boy observed the teacher, noticing his face saddening for some reason; as if he was pondering on something troublesome.
Sef started to regret revealing this to the man, "Is something wrong? I should have not said anything-"
"No" Leo quickly replied, smiling at the boy, "I am actually glad you told me of this information. I never thought that Ezio would like me in that way."
"Then what is the problem?"
"I…Just don't think I can have a relationship with him."
The boy frowned, "Why not? You did say you're interested."
"I know I did. It is mostly because of your father…"
"Who cares what my father thinks. You and Ezio should totally be a couple. It will almost be like Romeo and Juliet," Leo chuckled sadly. The boy continued, "I only known Ezio for a short time, but he actually turned out to be a really great guy. You deserve a guy like him, unlike that asshole Cesare! That dude really gets under my skin. You guys aren't even dating and he treats you like you're his property…."
"How did you know this?" Leo fixed the boy with a glare; his cheeks were a shade of pink.
Sef rubbed the back of his head with his hand, blushing slightly, "My brother, Darim, had mentioned it a few times a couple weeks back." That explains it. What other info has the elder brother included the younger in? Sef got up from the stool walking to Leo's side, putting his hand to his shoulder, "You are possibly my only friend besides Ezio and Darim. I wish for you to be happy. And…If you were to give Ezio a chance, I'm sure he will give you that happiness."
"It is not that simple, I'm afraid…." The boy was quiet, just staring at the other questioningly. It is a good thing the boy is naive. Leo does like Ezio; perhaps more than he thought he did. But, it is really the danger he'll get into if there were to be intimacy between the two. What would Robert do if he found out? Would he try to kill Ezio? Would Leo be punished for disobeying his orders? And what if Ezio were to know about him working for Robert? Would he be resentful? Will he no longer trust him? He barely has earned the boys trust as a teacher. This was a complicated predicament he has gotten into. Why did it have to be Ezio of all people that he had to be attracted to? He is too damn sexy. And he is also a vampire, so that's a bonus. And it had to be one of the vampires Robert despises mostly. Ezio is a target already in this school. Should he really give in to his emotions and risk it? Leo sighed, smiling once again, "Again I thank you, Sef….But, I'm still not sure about this." He said, looking to the boy.
"Just take your time to reconsider this. It would make Ezio very happy if he knew you felt the same for him."
"I will…." Leo gave that fake smile again, hoping to fool the boy. And it did.
Sef nods his head, "I'll be off, then." He gave him a pat on his shoulder, going to his desk to get his backpack and walked towards the door.
"Enjoy the rest of your day, Sef."
"You too" As the he opens the door to exit, he closes it, sighing heavily.
"You are quite the match maker." Sef was startled when he turned to see Cristina leaning against the wall, smirking right at him. "Although, you are doing a very poor job with Leonardo. He feels very unsafe about this, which I can understand."
Sef blinked a few times, still puzzled that she may have heard their conversation just now. How did she manage to do that when the door was closed? "H-How long have you been out here?" She raised her brow at him, pushing off the wall, taking a step closer to him, with her arms behind her back, "How much exactly did you-" She was so close to his now, her face nearly inches away from his. He gulped realizing she was a tad bit taller than him, and she seemed much prettier when she's this up close. Her brown eyes stared down at him; starting to scare him a little.
"Don't worry, my lips are sealed." She gave a sickly grin at him. He didn't like that. She brushed passed him, beginning to walk away.
Sef kept his eyes focused on the woman's shrinking back, cursing under his breath for allowing something like this happen.
So I know I have been doing the certain chapters to be about certain pairing, but yet again my mind can't seem to focus on one. And I also made Sef seem helpful in this one, a little too helpful actually. Such a nice friend :)
As for the chapter itself I seriously could have done better. I just been killing myself to fix it up but I keep on failing. So, I am truly sorry…..Also I seemed to notice a lot of people really like this story….I never thought it be that great, tbh. Even though I am not good at telling stories or let alone, writing about one.
I'll try to work on the next one, as soon as I cool down a bit from this frustration. Hopefully, there will be some more excitement in it. Until next time :3
P.S. I just rushed through the whole thing before uploading it, so I am not completely sure if there is anything that will need fixing. If there is anything a bit off, just tell me