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"April 10th 1912. We are journeying to Southampton to board the Titanic…"
A young man rode inside a model T traveling down the roads of Southampton. Glancing up from his book he looked stared out the window at the passing buildings and people.
"Luciano, are you not excited to see the Titanic? They say it is the greatest ship ever made!" Luciano turned to the older man sitting next to him and smiled. "Of course I'm excited, I love traveling with you and mother." Leaning towards his mother over his father's lap he clutched her hands. She squeezed his hands and gave him a small smile. Dropping his hands she once again folded her and sat them on her lap.
Turning back to his book Luciano grimaced, he actually hated going on trip with his father. He pranced his family around like show dogs, showing off a family barely held together by tape. The truth behind the matter was their family was broken beyond compare. His mother was having an affair with a merchant back in Malta; his father had to know about the affair. Luciano chuckled a humorless laugh, the irony of the situation was his father was having his own affairs, but no one had the nerve to acknowledge them. This of course left him, the shipping and steel tycoon's son, Luciano Grimaldi; he was the most messed up of them all.
Folding down the page corner of his favorite book he closed it.
"How much further until we reach the ship?"
Glancing up from his own reading material Damian leaned forward and opened the small window connecting the back of the car from the drivers bunk, "how much longer until we reach the Titanic?"
"Only a little bit longer sir" the driver muttered. Leaning back Damian raised an eyebrow at his son. Nodding Luciano went back to staring out the window. The car fell into a comfortable silence.
The streets became more active the closer they got to the ship, men and women alike roamed the street in glee. Luciano could only look on in wanting. He wished he could be as excited as everyone else, but he just couldn't. Leaning out the window he looked towards the port. Seeing the massive ship Luciano gasped in awe. It was twice the size of any of his father's ships; it was bigger than any ship he had ever seen.
The driver of the car turned slightly and looked over his shoulder, "We're coming upon the ship now."
Lily and Damian both straightened and adjusted their apparels. Luke slid his head back into the car and gave a small smile to his parents. Rushing forward when the car stopped abruptly Damian swore.
"Hey watch it up there, figlio di una mignotta."
Looking at his father Luciano frowned; glancing across to his mother he chuckled after finding her frowning slightly. His mother still after living in Malta for over 25 years hadn't learned the language. She had learned the commands she needed to use for the staff of the estate but knew little else.
"Sorry sir."
Honking their car made its way through the crowd of people waiting to board the great ship. Parking the car the driver exited the driver's seat and opened Luciano's door Luciano passed his book to the driver and asked him to put it in his suit case. Taking the book the driver moved to the other side and opened lily's door. Helping her exit the model T he moved back and stood tall waiting for further instructions. Exiting the automobile himself Damian nodded at the driver and handed him a small stack of bills. Straightening his cream colored sack coat and placing his panama hat on his head he started his gait to the first class entrance
"Come Luciano, Lily."
Following at a slower pace Lily brushed her petty coat and pushed through the crowed. Luciano fallowed at a leisurelier pace glancing bashfully at the individuals that his mother had disturbed. Catching up to his parents he found his father chatting with the captain of the ship. The white haired man chuckled and shook the sharp featured man's hand and then turned to talk to another passenger. Walking up the ramp to the ship the three reached the top and they were quickly shown the way to their suite. Nodding to the few people he knew on the ship Luciano smiled when he saw his acquaintance Rose DeWitt Bukater. They stopped to chat as they passed each other, bowing slightly he said "Hello miss Bukater."
"Hello Mr. Grimaldi." A tall dark haired man maneuvered his way around Rose; Luciano could only assume he was her fiancé Caledon Hockley. Watching the man continue to walk down the hallway he turned back two Rose to see her mother standing behind her.
"Hello Mrs. Bukater, how have you been?"
"Quite well Mr. Grimaldi, and yourself?"
Ducking his head he answered, "I've also been quite well; I'm very excited to be traveling on this marvelous ship."
Rose turned to her mother and shooed her to their room, "Mother why don't you go to the room, I'll be there in a moment."
After watching the uptight woman walk down the hall Rose turned to Luciano and grabbed his shoulders. Kissing each of his cheeks she released his. "How are you dear Luciano? I haven't seen you since your mother threw that dreadful party. How is your mother? And marvelous ship? I see nothing special about this ship."
Leaning back against the wall Luciano crossed his arms over his charcoal colored sack coat. "My mother is well, as am I. And I have to agree that party was very dreadful." He could only shake his head at her last statement, leave it to Rose to find something wrong with the ship of dreams.
Thinking of the rude man who was traveling with his friend Luciano narrowed his eyes and looked back down the hall way. "Was that frightful man who just walked through here your rumored fiancé? He looks to be half snake." Grinning at Rose, Luciano pushed himself back off the wall and removed his dark hat. His grin dropped when he saw the pained expression on his friends face. "Rose?"
Rose gave a humorless laugh and answered, "Yes that's Cal, my fiancé, and he is part snake, possible whole."
"Luciano!"
Looking down the hall he found his father frowning.
"Come Luciano, our room is this way."
"Of course father, I'm coming."
Looking back to Rose he saw her with an eyebrow raised. "Mr. Grimaldi Sr. still as charming as ever."
Shaking his head Luciano gave a small wave, "I'll see you later Rose."
Hurrying down the hallway he paused to pick up a book dropped by a passing maid, "here you are ma'am." Before handing the book back to her he glanced at the title, 'Antiseptic Surgery by Dr. John Stewart'.
"That would be my book. I would like it if you'd give it back." Twisting around Luciano came face to face with a sour looking man. He couldn't help his eyes widening. The man before him was extremely handsome. The rugged handsome man scowled at Luciano, but the only thing the younger man could see was the brownish red of the hair and the sharp blue of his eyes. Blushing Luciano handed the book back to the owner.
"Oh I'm sorry, here." He wiped his hands on his trousers; he reached up to shake the red haired man's hand.
"Hello my name is Luciano Grimaldi." The other man stared at the offered hand and then sneered.
"I really don't care; you're just another spoiled little rich child living off of daddy's money." Turning he walked into the room behind him, he slammed the door in the Grimaldi's face. Luciano was left staring at the closed door with wide eyes. The nerve of the man, thinking he knew anything at all about him. Stomping down the hall he heard his mother shrieking from inside a room a few feet from him.
"No don't put that there, no."
Walking through the door Luciano watched his mother shout orders to the maids setting up the rooms.
"Mother, leave the poor maids alone." Glancing around he searched for an open room. "Now if you'd be so kind could you please tell me which room is mine?"
"You can have the one next to the fire place; I've already had them put your things in there." Swaying to his mother's side Luciano kissed her cheek. "Thank you mother." Kissing his cheek in return she answered, "Of course Baby."
Entering his room Luciano found a maid putting away his clothing. She nodded to him with a small smile and then went back to putting away clothing. Squatting next to a large brown piece of luggage he opened it revealing a collection of books. Digging thorough the contents of the luggage Luke pulled out the cream colored covered book he had been reading in the car. Gripping it to his side he walked back to the sitting room to tell his mother he was going to go top side to watch the ship leave port. When he exited his room he found his father had returned and was having a heated conversation with his mother. He heard the name Davenport mentioned and he cursed, his father had been telling him for years he needed to get married. The young heir simple zoned out and nodded his head at whatever his father said, he didn't want to get married, not with a young woman he didn't know, or really not with a woman at all. Slinking around the outside of the room he had almost made it to the door when he heard his father shout at him, "Luciano, where are you going?"
"I was just going to the deck, is that alright?"
His mother put herself in front of his father and answered. "Of course baby."
Nodding Luciano left the room and hurried down the hall to the stairs.