Hello again! okay so i devised a plan... one weekend Birds of a Feather and the next this one... unless one of them is not good... i shall try!

Disclaimer: I do not own Assassin's Creed


Ch. 2

The ride to the airport was long, although I knew it actually wasn't, it felt that way. I was so excited to go to Italy that an hour felt like five! The airport itself was huge! It was just as I had remembered it when I picked my cousin, Serafina up. She had come here from Italy itself, and was my inspiration to go there in the first place. 'Now to find my gate…'

After a grueling inspection, I finally sat down, waiting for my plane. I placed all of my luggage next to me, and reached into my purse, grabbing my newest book and began to read. The terminal was really loud and over-crowded, but I had managed to find an empty seat.

As I was reading, while I was deep into what was happening, a voice interrupted my thoughts. "May I sit by you?" a male said, a heavy accent noticeable.

I turned to my right. "Ah, sure!" I picked my purse up and put it on my lap, allowing room for the man to sit. He was extremely handsome, Italian no doubt. His features were greatly accented, and his body had a perfect build, not too scrawny, yet not too buff. He looked at me with dark brown eyes that seemed to match the color of his hair.

I intended to go back to my book, although I'd much rather stare, but I was interrupted again by this man. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but what's your name?"

'Well at least he knows he's barging into my reading time.' "My name's Melina. You? I see you're Italian, as am I. I, however, have never been to Italia in my life. This'd be my first time…"

He looked genuinely surprised. "Really? Well, I am returning to Italia. It is my home. Oh yes! My name! My name is Alessandro! Piacere di conoscerti!" he took hold of my hand, and placed a gentle kiss on my knuckles resulting in my face as a cherry.

"A-ah… piacere di conoscerti…" I bowed my head slightly to show my version of respect, and to hide my face. I began to pick my book up again, only to be, yet again interrupted.

"Again, sorry, but what seat is yours? I really don't want to sit by a stranger," he said. I gazed upwards, my brown orbs meeting his own.

"46…"

"Ah! Mine's 47! Looks like we're sitting next to each other!" he exclaimed. "You know, you don't talk much. Am I annoying?"

"N-no…not necessarily, but I would like to go back to reading," I mumbled. Smirking an, "I'm sorry." Smirk.

"Nessun Problema! I have to catch up on my work…college is hard!" he reached downwards, opening his black duffle bag, and took out a huge book. I didn't even bother noticing the subject, big school books always lost my interest the moment my eyes rested on them. I, again, picked my book up, and continued from where I was.

"Flight to Florence is prepared." A woman said over the intercom. Everyone for that flight, myself and Alessandro included, picked up their things, and headed to the gate. I was careful to stick close to Alessandro. I did not want to get lost in a sea of people this big. I was never good with people, I had to really think you were awesome to talk to you first, or else there was no way I was speaking to you until you spoke. I was usually nice, but if you pissed me off a little too far, I would burst. I was raised to always be kind, so it wasn't very easy to make me burst. Instead, I bottled it all up inside, going off in little rants in my head. Sometimes I just blew it off and walked away, but I had to be very laid back that day.

"Excuse me, miss. Ticket?" said a man in a dark jacket.

"Yes, hold on." I reached in my front pocket and pulled out the slip. I showed it to the man.

"Alright go ahead," he said as he waved me in. I immediately jogged to catch up with Alessandro, who, of course, noticed.

"Don't like people, eh?" he muttered as he turned his head to look over his shoulder at me.

I stuck my tongue out at him. He, in turn, laughed under his breath and continued on his way. His laugh was very…handsome… 'Come on Mel! Shut up!'

Once we made it inside the plane, I followed him to our seats. "May I take you bags mia cara?" I nodded and, without a word, sat gently down by the window. Alessandro placed himself next to me and lay his head on the headrest, sighing. "home…" he mumbled.

"Do you miss it?" I asked. His head lolled to the side to look at me. He smiled gently, as if to say, "Yes." He closed his eyes, head still on an angle.

"Wake me when we get there." He said under his breath.

"K."

Above us, the seatbelt sign blinked. I made sure mine was on, and glanced over to Alessandro's to see that it was on as well. I turned my head and looked out of the window. 'This is gonna be one hell of a long flight.' I thought, my eyes slowly drifting shut.

"You have arrived at your destination. I hope you enjoyed flying with us." Booming, male voice had woken me from my slumber.

"Mmmm…" I heard a grumble…it sounded as though it was directly into my ear. I sat up with a start to realize that the voice was right next to my ear. Alessandro's head had fallen on my shoulder, and I guess when I was sleeping I had rested my head on his…

"Alessandro? Alessandro wake up." I gently shook his head, as it was starting to hurt my shoulder, and I wanted to get off this plane… my butt was numb .

"Huh…? OH! M-mi dispiace! I-I didn't notice…" he said as he rubbed the back of his neck. I had to admit, he looked adorable. A blush had crept up his tanned face, and he was looking intently the other way.

"Don't worry about it!" I told him, standing up where I was just sitting. "Now, let's get off this damned plane…"

His eyes got wide. "We've already landed?"

I nodded slightly. "Yep," I mumbled, trying to reach my bags. I stood on my tiptoes and pulled on the strap of my duffel bag, only to realize that there was a few other bags on top of it. They all toppled down on me.

"MIO DIO! Melina! Are you all right!" Alessandro exclaimed.

I rubbed my head slightly, as something heavy in one of the bags landed on my it. "Ah, yes! I'm alright." I scrambled to pick up each one of the bags, and smiled up at him. "Shall we go now?"

"Yes…here, let me carry that for you," he stated as he took one of the bags out from under my arm.

"Thanks…" I mumbled as we headed off the plane.

It took me a while to get used to all the Italian speaking and writing around because I was so used to living in an English-speaking country all of my life, but seeing as I am basically fluent in Italian, I got used to it very quickly. I subconsciously fiddled with my locket as I continued to follow Alessandro. He didn't seem to mind that I was following him. That or he just didn't notice me. I prefer the first myself.

As we weaved in and out of the crowd I drew nearer and nearer to Alessandro. Crowds always freaked me out, another reason I was not a people person. And, yet another reason it was hard for me to make friends.

"Seriously mia cara, you need to get used to people," Alessandro scoffed. But, as if contradicting himself, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer. "You know I won't always be there for you to follow. You're going to have get used to crowds."

"I've tried. Numerous times, but I always end up freaking out. I was raised in the country-side, and my parents never really forced me to socialize with other kids. Ever since I was little I was scared of people and places were there were crowds," I explained.

"So do you get terrified around crowds?"

"Not terrified to the point where I break down… it's not that bad. But I do get disorientated. I'll find someone I know and stay as close as possible, usually earning a criticism or two," I told him.

"But wouldn't they know the reason for you following them?" he gazed down at me quickly, but had to keep his head up since we were still walking.

"No…actually you're the only person I've told. Normally, I'd just suck it up."

"Seriously? Why?" He sounded sarcastic.

I laughed slightly under my breath, and dodged a woman's enormous purse as I passed by. "I guess I just thought that it was stupid."

"Then why are you telling me?" His question set off an alarm in my head. Why was I telling him this? I've never told my closest friends, not even my parents. I never deemed it worthy to bring up. And I just met him. A normal person wouldn't tell someone I just met a secret of theirs, you have to be pretty damn trustworthy to get a secret out of me.

"ALESSANDRO!" an older woman screeched. I could see her as plain as day among the sea of people. She stood on her tip-toes, waving her hand as high as it would go. She screamed Alessandro's name over and over again, and I wished she'd stop. The reason for my wishing? Alessandro was waving back, making everyone look at us. I sunk into the crowd, not wanting the attention, and I also didn't want to intrude on Alessandro and his family. It wasn't in my place to intrude on their family reunion, so I took my leave, smiling slightly as Alessandro laughed happily.


I had fun with Alessandro :3 i don't know why... ahaha. Review please! ^_^