Surprisingly, I got a good deal of views for just that one-shot. It's still going up. Even though it only got 1 review, I'm happy enough to continue this because firstly, this show was awesome and secondly, I know that not everyone likes reviewing.
This one is for TheAlpaca'sSubmarineSandwich. It's all based of Lisanardo. Enjoy :)
"You go to be joking me." moaned Mac from café. He sighed, "Leo, are you blind?"
Finally, Leonardo looked up towards Mac from the sandy ground. Leo rubbed his hands against his knees and frowned "I really am clueless on what you're on about." He stood up and gazed towards the sky and then back down to his latest invention which was still in progress. "Yes! I got it. If I add a handle here, the weight will be balanced and it'll be more quicker to activate it aswell. Then the only thing I need to do is test it out...hmm what shall I call this though?"
Mac slowly shook his head. His friend who was a complete genius in painting, inventing and even breaking codes, was a complete idiot when it came to love. "First of all Leo, this is a café and people are starting to look at me weirdly because of you and secondly, when are you going to realise that Lisa likes you?" he hissed, ordering Leonardo to sit down normally for once and to stop playing with his metallic gadget.
Leo pulled the chair and sat down, placing his invention onto the table. He processed to tighten the bolt until Mac snatched the object away from him. "Mac, give it back."
His friend simply let out a short laugh and walked toward a group of young children "Hey, kid. Look what I've got here for you." Mac showed the little boy the object and the boy immediately took it for the reflections of the shiny bits of glass and metal. "It's nice isn't it? Take it and scatter off before I change my mind." and with that, the boy ran off with Leonardo's invention.
Pleased with himself, Mac walked back towards Leo proudly "Now, just for once maybe you'll pay attention."
Leonardo scowled at his so-called friend "Good luck trying to make me listen to you know. That was my work which you just gave away."
"Well you can thank me later, but onto something more important, Lisa likes you and you're going to mess it all up if you don't get your act together."
Leo sighed through his nose, he had no idea why Mac kept repeating the same thing about Lisa, their friend, liking him in that way. She was just a friend to Leonardo, no more and nothing less. Just a good friend. Of course he loved Lisa, but only in way a friend should, with respect and care. "I think you've got this a bit mixed up. Lisa only likes me as a friend, or even as a brother."
Mac let out a snort, "Brother? Ah what rubbish." He turned around to face Leonardo "Lisa is pretty, is she not?" he asked.
Leonardo was fazed for a second, "Well, yes I guess she is."
"Yeah, she is. And is she not a fun person to hang out with?" Mac asked again, hoping he was getting somewhere for once.
Slowly, Leo nodded "She's nothing like the other girls who all enjoy girly stuff." he pointed out dumbly for once.
Mac raised his eyebrows, "Yes, Lisa's pretty and she likes the same things as you do." He wrapped his arm around Leonardo's shoulders and led him to Verrocchio's workshop, "So what's the problem if you two were together?"
Sternly, Leo's jaw line stiffened "I think it's...weird." Leonardo had never thought about loving anyone like that, maybe from never receiving a father's affection and being nearly as cheated on by Valentina, he lost all feelings of love. "I'm sorry, but no."
As they reached the door to the old workshop, they walked in to see Tom and Lorenzo laughing to themselves about something, "What's so funny?" Mac asked.
They both whipped their heads towards Mac and Leonardo and then back again. Tom rose her finger to her lips and shook her head, "Ssh, don't tell them." she whispered.
It was Leonardo who caught on hearing what Tom had just asked and it simply boosted his interest, "Well, what were you two talking about?"
Lorenzo opened his mouth to reply, but Tom rushed her hand over his mouth "You promised!" she snapped, releasing her hand when Lorenzo's big mouth gushed with another roar of laughter. "Ew, Lorenzo. That's disgusting." Rubbing her palm against her jacket.
The close contact with Tom's hand to Lorenzo's mouth made Leonardo more curious. He also believed that them two disliked each other, always arguing, but now he thought again. A sprang of jealousy bubbled up in him. Quickly, he started questioning himself on the new emotion he was feeling.
"Hey, Tom. I was wondering if you want me to build another invention with me?" he asked, wanting to change her attention from Lorenzo, but to himself instead.
Tom looked up and smiled confusingly "You're asking me to help you? I thought I slowed you down?"
Leonardo felt slapping himself across the head, "Oh yeah, well...I could do with company and we haven't talked for a while lately." he offered, hopes all up.
She nodded, for once she felt hopeful. Maybe this was her chance to show Leo that she wasn't just another friend, but someone who truly loves him. To be fair, Tom was getting tired from trying and trying to prove that she meant more to him, but it failed which led her to feel foolish for even trying. "Yeah, I'll like that."
As Tom and Leonardo fell into a silent and happy stare with each other, standing beside them their two friends were grinning madly, already aware of what was happening.
It was near curfew and citizens of Florence were already packing away and getting ready to travel back home. However, outside Verrocchio's workshop, Tom and Leo were still making no effort to tidy up and head back in.
Clearly, both had forgotten about their agreement on making another 'Leo Invention', but instead they had both leaned against the dirty cream wall, knees touching and were talking about their lives before coming to the workshop.
"When I was rudely told about my arranged marriage, I felt sick. My whole life was right ahead of me, but because I was born a girl I was expected to get married."
Leonardo had never thought truly about the stress and fear of being wed off at such a young age, however he still would have been able to paint, but poor Lisa had no choice but to become a housewife. Oh, how cruel and unfair the world was, to not allow a woman do what her heart desired. Even more, Lisa was a great artist, she was superbly talented for sure.
He raised his hand and planted it on her hand, a sign on comfort and understanding.
She let a small smile creep up to her lips at the small contact between them. "Im not saying marriage is wrong and horrible, but why should I be forced to get married to some gonzo who I don't even know? I may not be the most prettiest girls, but that shouldn't mean I can't be happy too, right?" she sighed and shut her eyes lightly.
Leo kept watching. Then it dawned onto him, how could Lisa say she wasn't the prettiest girls.
It was at that moment where Leonardo was reminded of Mac's questions about him liking Lisa. It was at that moment where Leonardo realised how beautiful Lisa was, not just in looks, but also her personality, her talent and her spirit.
it was at that moment where Leonardo finally came to conclusion that he felt a strong and passionate attraction towards Lisa. He didn't know if it was love, but there was something there. A strong of fire of their hearts connecting with each other, belonging with each other.
Her lips parted slightly, eyes still closed and it was then when Leonardo softly placed his lips to hers. Just a quick and light kiss. Lisa's eyes quickly sprang open. They both looked at each other and then their shy smiles painted onto their faces. There was no need to speak, they both could easily tell how much they had meant to each other.
So when Verrocchio's shouting boomed out of the workshop, the two lovers stood up and walked back silently inside. They didn't talk and they didn't walk close to each other, but they smiled to themselves and kept stealing glances of each other.
When everyone was fast asleep snoring, two lovers held hands under the thin off-white covers all night long, just happy with their small and humble touch.
It was the beginning of something beautiful.