Freezing at the sudden sight of gold eyes staring back at him. It was quick, the angered man found the dagger that his saver placed on the bed next to him and attacked. The young ala-nche caught the man's wrist stopping the blade from entering his sides. "Hey" the man shouted "calm down, I'm not going to hurt you."
The man sneered but said nothing. Ala-nche loosened his grip as he looked deeper into the man's eyes 'beautiful' he thought a slight blush painted his checks. The sharp pain in his side told him to snap out of it. He retighten his grip, pulling the dagger out.
"Hey" he snapped "knock it off!" he punched the man in the jaw knocking him back. "I told you, that I'm not going to kill you. So back off!'
The man scowled without breaking eye contact. "Who are you? And what were you going to do?" he held up he dagger ready to kill if necessary.
Sighing the young Ala-nche scratched his head "I'm Ezio, Ezio Auditore. The guy who save your ungrateful ass from death." turning around to go get medical supplies "and what I was doing was checking your breathing," Ezio's tone changed to a sarcastic one "you know to make sheer that you weren't dead." With a wave of his hand he was gone.
The assassin sat there for what seemed like minutes when it was a couple of seconds. He looked around the cave and was surprised. The cave was like no other it looked more of a small home than a cave.
'This reminds me of a book I read. But what was it?' the man's eyes widen in remembrance "Shit" he rushed his whisper gripping the dagger tighter.
Stopping just outside of the cave Ezio reached to his side wincing at the pain caused by his stupidity of losing his grip. "Dame, malicious ass." He continued to where he had hid the medicine. He hid it by the front door as a precaution, seeing that he gets hurt on a daily basses. If it's not a fight between him and the rival family that constantly harasses his family then it be a wild animal that attacked him for no reason.
Removing his shirt, reveling nicely tone abs and peaks. A diagonal cut on his right side right between his top and middle ab; "Dame he really tied to kill me. I need to be careful around him." He mumbled as he pulled out the disinfectant, spraying his wound. Wincing again at the stinging pain he wiped away the blood then laid the bang on. "FFUUCCKK" hissing throw gritting teeth. Grabbing the gauze and carefully wrapped it around his stomach, then tapped it together. As he finished, the thought of the strangers golden eyes flashed throw his mind with the same blush returning. Lifting his hand to his lips a perverted smirk appeared on his rather thin lips "malicious, little red." His brown eyes filled with lust as he thought about the man's panting body. As his chest moving up and down rapidly as the blanket crest the man's sides. His left leg bent up, and his right fallowing but did not have the strength to stand, so it laid. The man's right arm laying heavily across the bandaged waist, twisting fingers pulling in and out of a forming fist that continued to fail. His left hand held straw that pretended to act like a mattress. Groaning a soft groan as his face crunched at the wall. His messy brown hair…god…his gold eyes; like the sun burning into the ala-nche's soul.
CRASH!
Snapping out of his lustful trance Ezio rushed to his feet and back to the stone house that screeched with trouble. Rushing through the door, down the hall stopping in the entry way of the living room. Looking around Ezio saw the man trying to get off the ground. Sighing he walked to the stranger "You're a stubborn fool aren't you?" he crouched in front of the man offering a hand.
Smacking away his hand, the young assassin glared intently at the ala-nche's eyes. "Stay away from me!" he then swung the dagger at the man's neck, missing with three inches of air.
"Hey!" Ezio grabbed the man's wrist; holding it above his head. "Calm down."
"Unhand me, I know what you are. You Alzna!"
Offended Ezio shouted without thinking "Don't call me that! I'm…" stopping he thought about what he was going to say next. Then let him go with a scoff turning his back to the assassin. "If you want to leave then leave," he glanced over his shoulder with cold eyes "if you can." Turning back to grab the broom that hang on the wall so he could clean up the vase that laid on the floor in pieces.
"Seeing the way you are you wouldn't make it out of this capietra, let alone the forest." He started to sweep the once known vase. "And I can a sheer you that there are Ala-nche's in this forest that aren't so friendly."
"Then I'll find them off" the assassin said weekly pulling himself up using the couch as a support "I'm not week"
Ezio looked back to the struggling man. "I've been throw muc-" the assassin's speech slowed surging with pain as he slowly fall to the floor. Ezio saw this and dropped the broom to rush and catch the young man. "Wo!" catching the assassin he pulled him back up. "Easy, don't over exert yourself." Moaning the stranger reopened his eyes noticing that he was in the arms of the older man. Pushing away from him he pulled the knife out aiming for his throat only to have it stopped by a strong hand. "HEY" Ezio shouted "calm down, if you over exert yourself"
"Shut up I don't want to hear it from you." the assassin cutting him off. Trying to break free and to kill Ezio.
Ezio saw this coming and bent the man's wrist to where he dropped the nicely decorated knife. "Let me go!" the man struggled against him.
"Would you calm down!" Ezio shouted trying to keep the stranger still.
"Shut up and unhand me!" his back hit the back of the couch.
"Stop your still hurt!" Ezio fallowed the man.
As the two men argued with one another there they didn't notice a little kitsune creeped into the capietra. The little thing saw the two men and creeped even slower into the building cautious to where it didn't catch the two men's attention. Scouring for food the kitsune made its self at home and forgot that the home was already taken. The little kitsune was now next to the men.
"I told you to calm down." Ezio's voice bounced off the walls loudly startling the little animal. The little kitsune jumped on then off Ezio's head then scampered to the kitchen.
"Hey" Ezio took a step back still holding on the young man's wrists. Not realizing that the dagger was under his foot.
Stepping on the round knife it started to roll.
"WOW!" Ezio shouted starting to fall forward onto the stranger.
"HEY!" the assassin shouted as he's pushed over the couch that the Ala-nche pinned him to what seemed to be an hour that was acted out in a couple of seconds. The two men fell over and landed on the dark crimson couch while clinging on to each other. Landing the couch muffled the sound of the impact but not the moans of the two shirtless men. Ezio landed on top as the stranger took the hit of the red couch. Moaning to the sudden force of impact and to the weight of his host the young man didn't notice that he was looking down on him.
'Damn' Ezio thought 'he's really hot.' A slight blush crossed his left cheek. The man below him was panting with his right arm covering his mouth. The man's mess light brown hair laid lazily on the cushions below 'How can a guy be this hot?' without thinking Ezio cupped the man's face making him turn to him. The stranger still in pain noticed and started to glare at him ready to say "I'll kill you". Only that he didn't for Ezio's eyes seemed to be…..calming.
The two men stared at one another and for it was a couple of scents, seemed like an eternity. The two men hesitant to move for they didn't know how the other would react.
Ezio, kiss him? Or not? Would he kiss me back? Would he be ok with it? But most of all will he try to kill him if i did?
As for the young assassin all that was going throw his mind was, that day. He couldn't bare it if it happened again. He already felt betrayed by the people that he cared for and cut the ties once in for all. He couldn't make any more for he'll feel the same pain he felt then. But. There was something different about this man that claims to be Ezio. His eyes seem gentle and kind.
Both deep in thought where pulled out of it when a sudden shatter caught their attentions. The little kitsune from before sat on a small dresser staring at them, then meowed at them. Ezio looked towards the floor and scowled.
Pushing himself off of the young assassin he yelled "you dame kitsune that was a gift." The kitsune hissed in replay. "I'll skin you for that you little shit." He then pounced up and started to chase the furry ball around the room.
Watching a full grown man chase a kitsune around amused the assassin. He sat himself up to where he wasn't up-side-down any more. Laying to the left of the couch he used his elbows as supports. 'What the hell?' he thought. The sight made him chuckle a bit then stopped as he felt the sharp pain in his side. Releasing his grip on his side lightly just to make sheer he didn't hurt himself again. He looked down to his hand noticing that there wasn't any blood, and instead of bare skin there was a white cloth that held a cotton patch over his wound.
"You bandaged me?" the young man spook softly.
"Well of course." Ezio stood tall holding the kitsune by the scruff of the neck. "I wouldn't be much of a hero if I didn't patch you up." Then scowled at the kitsune as he squashed its face with his fingers and thumb. "Besides you needed help I wasn't about to leave you for dead, ya'know."
"You think very highly of yourself if you think yourself a hero." The assassin arched his brow.
"Well" Ezio grinned happily as the stranger has calmed down and is talking to him "of course after all isn't that what you call someone who saves others from death."
Looking away, the man scoff "that may be," the man poused. Turning back to the older man with a scowle "however there's are no such thing." He got up then started his way to the entrece of the cave like house.
"Hey!" Ezio shouted as he dropped the little kitsune with it hissing at him. Rushing to get in front of the man "what are you doing your still injured you can't-"
"Get out of my way!" he snapped pushing Ezio out of the way violently.
Scowling he huffed "fine have it your way." He then rushed up behind him. Picking the man up then throwing him over his shoulder and made his way to the spare room.
"What the hell! Put me down!" the young assassin yelled keeping his arms on Ezio's back.
"Put…Me…Dow-" cut off by his back hit the hard stone bed. Gasping for air the assassin covered his mouth as he choughed violently.
"There I put you down." Ezio sneerd as he leaned with one knee on the straw bed. The assassin siced his birth as the man got close to him and started to shoot icy glares to him. Hovering over the assassin with mere inches away from his face. "If you're smart as you say you are strong then we wouldn't be in this position." Ezio grabed the man's chine, leaning closer. "Now you're too hurt to go anywhere. So stop being stubern and rest." He let go of the man's face then got up off the bed and left the room. Leaving the man dazed.