-Connor's POV-

I laugh with my friends as we sip our drinks tomorrow is my eighteenth birthday so tonight my friends are taking me out. Which I'm slightly scared about because they normally get absolutely smashed. To be honest I've never drank any alcohol before in my life so tonight is going to be interesting to say the least…

-Haytham's POV-

"Charles, do you think we should initiate Connor tomorrow?"

Charles looked at me "Sir, if I were to be honest I'd initiate him a couple of days after. Let the boy have his fun on his birthday without the stress of the order"

I nod "I'm not quite sure about Connor's friends though, not the responsible types"

Charles was thinking about ideas by the looks of his expression "Perhaps you could go with them I'm sure he'd want his own father to celebrate with him…"

I sigh "They'd probably get me drunk though"

"Sir, if I may. You do have to let your hair down once in a while"

"I guess your right Char-" Just as I was going to finish my sentence the front door closed and Connor walked into the room.

-Connor's POV-

"Sorry Father I couldn't get away, so what did you wish to discuss?"

My Father looked at Charles then back at me "Do you mind if I come tonight?"

I looked a little shocked, but I hope it didn't show that much "Erm, sure"

He nodded at me "Thank you, Son"

-Later That Night- Connor's POV-

"DRINK! DRINK! DRINK" My friends chanted as I guzzled down a whole glass of Rum after my friends cheered for me. That had been my second or third glass and I'm already feeling a little tips. I left my friends to their drunken games to join my father who was sitting at the bar quietly drinking water.

"Not going to join in then?" His face scrunched up a little as he caught the smell of my Rum tainted breathe.

"It's not really my thing, sorry"

"Enough with the posh stuck up act father. Come and have some fun for once, I know you can because Grandfather can" I set a huge pint glass full of Rum in front of him and he looked at me then at the glass. After a moment of him fighting himself he picked up the glass and raised it to his lips.

-Haytham's POV-

I drank the Rum, it was ok I guess not the strongest thing I've tried.

"Another over here!" I looked at Connor as he shouted to the barman. Oh well you've dragged yourself into it now Kenway.
-Connor's POV-

Before my father knew it he was actually dancing on the bar drunk and some how I'd ended up with his hand upon my head. He was having fun for once in his life which is nice to see him do so even if he will regret it in the morning. Yeah, the morning but a sight that will be. Oh. Now I remember why he wasn't drinking. He had work in the morning, OPPS! As I looked towards the door I saw the most beautiful woman I had ever laid my young inexperienced eyes on. Meanwhile while I was being distracted Duncan my friend who I have met in the opera when my father first took me when I was young had jumped down from the bar and slammed his hand down on my should which annoyed me a little. "Lad, you look like yo've never see a woman in ya life!"

"Never one as beautiful as her" My eyes follow her as she goes over to the bar talki- I get shoved towards her.

I roll my eyes at Duncan but he just laughs it off he touches me because he knows it annoys me so he does it on purpose. "Talk to 'er lad"

My breathe started to go a little faster along with my heartbeat as I approached her "Hello, miss"

She looked at me with her chocolate brown eyes "Ciao Signore"

My eyes widen, Wow what a beautiful accent Italian if I'm not mistaken "May I get you a drink?"

"I would love a drink but I cannot stay for long, I've got rounds to do for my Father" She looked at something behind me, raising an eyebrow at it. I turn my head to look behind me and on the bar I see my Father and Duncan slapping each others butt's. Now THAT was the first ever time I'd been embarrassed of my Father EVER.

I look back to the woman "Fathers eh?" Rubbing the back of my neck hoping I wasn't blushing with embarrassment.

She giggled "Well, I'll see you around, erm what is your name?"

"Oh er, Connor. Connor Kenway."

"See you round Signore Kenway" She started to walk and waved behind her, I waved back as she left the inn.

"Com' on Connie! Join in boy!" Ok now I know I'm going to absolutely pay for this in the morning when my Father wakes with a HUGE hangover, Because now I realise he isn't a tiny bit drunk he was smashed into oblivion. I climbed up onto the bar and had drink forced into me and my butt touched by numerous of people a few times by my Father which was a little disturbing.

But well the rest of that night. Was mostly a blur...