A/N: This has been by far the weirdest thing that I've ever done in a fanfiction. I was getting fed up of typing Chapter 10 because nothing was flowing to me so I started Chapter 12 because I already knew how I was going to finish Chapter 10, so I didn't think it would matter. So I finished this chapter first before going back to chapter 10…. O.o…Oddest thing ever. But I kept getting writer's block and had no idea how to word things. I kept getting stuck on which words to incorporate into it and it was just a mess in my book, but I guess it was fine since I got a lot of views..so yeah. Forgive the short chapter because by the end of it I wanted to chuck my computer out of my window. So sorry about the broken promise about making the next one longer….kinda didn't go according to plan.

Also thank you to those that have read my story and reviewed. It really does mean a lot to me to see people enjoying my story as much as I enjoy writing it.

Disclaimer: bdsjkakdjadjadajfklasj don't own Ezio. Blah! Kill me and cry me a bucket of slop

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The year was 1480 in Repubblica Fiorentina and she couldn't have been happier. Her and Ezio were back on speaking terms and they were no longer friends….if you could say that. They recognized that they had feelings for each other, but neither made an effort to push it to a relationship of dating. Amalia didn't want a relationship at all with Ezio, but she felt something for him. If it was anyone else that had been observing them outside of their close circle, they would have found it oddly strange how they treated each other. For one, if you liked someone and the other liked you back sooner or later they would end up being boyfriend and girlfriend, but neither of them wanted that.

Amalia didn't want to ruin their relationship, and Ezio didn't want to pursue one. He of course said that he was attracted to her, but his record didn't really scream boyfriend material as here and there he would be caught with a prostitute in a brothel house. Amalia didn't mind….much, but she told him that if he ever did have sex with a random girl, to not tell her, because she didn't want to be that…non-girlfriend type that clung to her…non-boyfriend and told him what to do all the time. Amalia scrunched her eyebrows together utterly confused at titling Ezio as her non-boyfriend. It was just weird to say and she had no idea how to make of this entire…relationship issue.

Mario had found it confusing on a whole, constantly asking why the both of them hadn't just gotten together.

Claudia on the other hand refused to speak of the situation, clearly angry at Amalia that she hadn't just given up her feelings for Ezio.

How could you just give up feelings for someone like that? It just didn't work with a snap of your fingers. Amalia had been amused at her reaction though, watching her stomp up the villa's staircase wanting it to be known that she was angry at them. God if only Ezio had kissed her right then and there, Claudia would have probably exploded.

And that would have been hilarious to see.

Amalia snapped out of her thoughts as she and Ezio entered into a small courtyard where Lorenzo and three other people were standing. The both of them walked up to him as he turned around a smile on his face. "The Pazzi are dead. Every one of them." Ezio told him, watching as Lorenzo visibly let go of the tension that was coursing throughout his body. "I must admit, I've never before believed I could desire the death of others so badly."

"Nor I…" Ezio said as well.

'I could.' Amalia admitted in her brain. Of course she would think twice about saying that out loud because the both of them were bound to look at her as if she had some problem. "Ezio," Lorenzo said placing a hand on his upper arm, just a little bit below his shoulder. "Thank you for the role you've played in keeping this dream of mine a live a little longer," He turned towards Amalia. "As well as you my dear…" She nodded, thanking him for at least acknowledging her presence.

"L'onore e mio, Signore (It's my honor Signore)."

"What will you do now, figliolo (my boy)?" Amalia still felt a little left out at the fact that he was only addressing Ezio, but she dealt with it and stood there, quiet as a mouse. She didn't want to be rude and interrupt their conversation as it was clear that Lorenzo was much friendlier and comfortable with Ezio than he was with her.

That didn't mean that it didn't hurt though.

"There are still others I must hunt, Signore. They're already digging their claws into the heart of Venezia." Lorenzo's eyes widened a second before he turned away to look at anywhere, but Ezio. "No La bella Venezia… (Beautiful Venice…). Then that is where your journey must take you, Ezio. "

"Before you leave us…I have something for you. A gift!"

A man clothed in a white and green type tunic with a green hat on came up next to Lorenzo and Ezio, showing the garments that lay in his hand. "This cape identifies you as a friend of the Medici. As long as you wear it, the city guards will be more tolerate of your actions. But be warned, it will not grant you immunity from the law."

Oh just great. Ezio gets a cape that practically protects him from the guards while little 'ol Amalia gets squat. It was like she really didn't exist to him. He knew that she traveled with Ezio, so the least that he could have done was given her one as well, seeing as how she put her ass on the line for people. Ezio nodded, and she watched as he quickly slipped on the cape without a second thought.

'Lucky bastard,' she thought.

"Che fortuna favorisca la tua lama! (Fortune favor your blade!)" He bowed and Amalia followed suit even though she had no respect for the man any longer. How could he be so…? She didn't know how to finish that sentence, but instead turned around and followed Ezio outside of the courtyard and into the streets.

"So where are we headed next?" She asked, avoiding a man who was holding a huge box in his hands. "We must go visit Leonardo."

"Really!" Amalia said, jumping up and down excitedly. "I haven't seen Leonardo in a while. I can't wait until we get there. He's probably still messy as ever." Both of them chuckled and continued walking in silence through the streets until they got to his shop. Ezio went ahead and knocked on the door, but no answer was heard. "Leonardo! Leonardo!" He called, pounding on the door a couple more times.

A man who was wearing a tan tunic with a white shirt under it as well as brown pants approached them from in the crowd, addressing them personally. "Mi dispiace (I'm sorry), Messer, but he is gone. Maestro Leonardo was commissioned by a Venetian noble to paint some portraits. He paid for the Maestro to move his entire workshop to Venezia. It's quite an opportunity!" Ezio nodded, and Amalia's smile dropped. She was glad that this man was here to tell them where he had run off to otherwise they would have never known where Leonardo had gone.

"Grazie mille (Thanks a lot), friend." Ezio told him, bowing a little bit. After the man left, Amalia followed Ezio as he started walking in a random direction. "Wait, so what do we do now!" She asked now walking next to him. "We must find Leonardo before he reaches Venezia."

"And how do you suggest we do that?" She asked, not really getting at what Ezio was trying to say. "The only way to get to the port that takes you to Venice is to go through the mountains." Ezio explained, now going at a jogging pace. He didn't want to waste time here un-necessarily and he quickly started running through the streets avoiding people who were standing around chatting. Amalia had some trouble keeping up with him because, hands down, Ezio was a much faster runner than she was and he knew that to.

So why was he running so damn fast? Because he wanted her to increase her speed and train her legs to go at a faster pace. Her legs didn't appreciate that and neither did she. That was why when Ezio picked up his pace she decided that she wasn't going to go as fast as him, because she already knew where he was headed. Plus she knew a better shortcut and would arrive there before he did. All she had to do was hire a bunch of prostitutes to follow after Ezio to distract him while she got there faster.

As Ezio passed a group of courtesans Amalia stopped and quickly exchanged a few words with them, explaining that she needed to get to the gates first before he did. "Just make sure you distract him for a couple of minutes ok." They giggled and ran after him, skirts flying up high because of the wind. Amalia climbed a nearby shop and started jumping from roof to roof, watching as they managed to stop Ezio. She could see a grin on his face, and she knew that he wasn't going to get to the gates any time soon.

This was going to be fun.

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"What took you so damn long?" She asked, arms crossed and foot tapping impatiently.

"I think you know." He responded, walking past her to mount a horse that was drinking water. "Oh, really now!" Her eyebrows rose even though she wanted to smile and admit that, yes, it was all her that did that. "Yes. Really!" He responded.

"I see. So you didn't really enjoy my little gift."

"Not really. I already have you. Why would I need a puttana to satisfy me?" Amalia's eyes narrowed at Ezio as he mounted the horse after it had finished drinking. Exactly what was this man up to. Hearing those words coming out of his mouth should have made her feel happy and jump on top of him excited, but it made everything just seem a little suspicious. Now that he said that, she was a little more watchful over him. Even as they raced through the mountains to catch up to Leonardo that same voice kept popping up into her head, telling her that something just wasn't right.

Wasn't the whole point of this relationship was to be a little more loose than normal ones. You're probably wondering why exactly she's asking the question, but when something changes from a norm to a non-norm thing, something just smells fishy.

Amalia made a mental note to keep a close eye on him as they came to a complete stop next to Leonardo who was struggling with his wagon. It seemed that it was broken from the inside of the wheel as she could see that Leonardo's hand disappeared behind it. As the both of them got off the horses and approached Leonardo, he turned around and flashed them a 100 watt smile, which blinded her.

"Leonardo!" Ezio called, making his presence known, even though Leonardo had already spotted them before. "Ezio! Amalia! What luck! I…uh…I've run into a bit of trouble." He spoke, scratching behind his head a bit.

"Let me see if I can help." Ezio offered, walking closer towards the wagon. Leonardo smiled and pointed at the wagon. "I know how to fix it but lack the means to do so. If you could just lift the wagon?" Amalia watched on the side as Ezio lifted up the wagon, grunting a little from the weight that he was lifting.

"What is this thing?" Ezio asked peeking inside of the wagon as Leonardo tended to fixing it.

"Eh?"

"It looks like a giant bat."

"Oh nothing. Just an idea I've been working on…I could not leave it behind." Leonardo motioned for Ezio to drop the wagon and he dropped it will dusting his hands off. "What is it for?" Ezio asked, stepping back a little. "Well I shouldn't really talk about it…" Leonardo said, trailing off a bit. "Beh. Al Diavolo (What the hell!). I can't hold it in anymore. Ezio! I think I've figured out how to make a man fly!" Leonardo told the both of them excitedly. Amalia watched as Ezio snorted amusedly and brushed him off like what he had just said was nothing.

"Come on. I'll drive." Ezio told him chuckling a bit while walking to the front of the wagon. A defeated look crossed Leonardo's face, but Amalia placed a hand on his shoulder and smiled. "Don't worry, Leo. I think that that's a cool idea. Wouldn't it be awesome to have a flying man?" She yelled happily while throwing her hands in the air to cheer him up.

"Ah thank you Amalia for showing some interest in my works." She flashed a smile and hopped into the back of the wagon, not wanting to ride up front with Ezio and Leonardo because she figured that it would be too tight. "Don't worry Leonardo," She yelled so that her voice could travel to the front where Leonardo was seated. "I've got your back, even when certain friends don't." Amalia could hear the snort up front coming out of Ezio's mouth and she did nothing but laugh.

It really is a lot of fun to bother Ezio. He seemed to get nettled by the littlest things, whether it come from her mouth or anyone else's mouth.

Well mostly from her mouth, and she loved every second of it.

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"Venezia! Such a beautiful city! So many sources of inspiration! Ponte di Rialto, Piazza San Marco, L'Arsenale…"

"Shh!" Ezio hissed, raising his arm a bit and waving it back and forth.

"What's wrong?" Leonardo asked, a little surprised at Ezio's interjection during his little speech.

"We're not alone." Ezio told them. "Oh now you notice Sherlock. You see little 'ol Amalia is sitting back here watching a herd of ANGRY LOOKING MEN coming up from behind, about to chase our asses off this mountain." Leonardo and Ezio turned around simultaneously to see a few guards on horses catching up with them.

"What's happening! Who are they?" Leonardo questioned, holding unto his hat as they sped up.

"Rodrigo Borgia's men…" He informed. "Why? What do they want with us?" Amalia watched as the man closest to the wagon shot an arrow which headed straight for the front where Ezio and Leonardo were sitting. "Watch out!" She warned. The wagon swerved a bit and Ezio steadied it back in place after successfully dodging the arrow that was about to lodge itself into his head. "I think they want us dead." Ezio said tugging on the reigns a bit to make the horses go faster.

"Leonardo! Hide!" Amalia yelled. She opened the top of the wagon and helped him down into the cart away from the arrows that were zooming past them. "Ezio if you drive this wagon off the cliff, so help me god I will find your mangled body and stab it as much as I can."

"That is very reassuring Amalia. Thank you for your support." She smiled, knowing that he would take that as a 'be careful' instead of the actual thought. Let's just say that they have ways with communicating with each other so that no one else knows what they're saying. This actually helps because in situations where they are around other people, they'd be able to communicate with different words very easily.

"There's a man coming up on your left, and he looks pretty darn angry!" She warned. "Leonardo. You stay down at all costs. I'm going to go up front with Ezio and get the guards off our trail. Capito (Got it)!" Leonardo nodded, and she shoved a knife in his hand just in case Rodrigo's men tried anything. "Be careful..." Leonardo whispered in her ear. She nodded and opened the hatch at the top, joining Ezio up front where all the action was taking place. "What are you doing up here. I told you to stay down there."

"No you told Leonardo to stay down there." Ezio gave her a side glance and sighed knowing that he wasn't going to convince her to stay down there. "You are one stubborn woman Amalia."

"Yeah, but that's why you love me." He didn't answer that.

And why should she expect him to. It's not like they were supposed to be tied down together. But she still felt a twinge of hurt in her heart when he didn't answer. He didn't even smile either like he usually would when she said that sentence. "Arghhh!" She heard yelling from behind and turned to see one of them men dangerously close to them. Amalia unsheathed her throwing knife and held it in her hand, waiting for the man to come closer so that she could use it on him. "They're trying to climb onboard! Knock them off!" Leonardo yelled. "Dammit." She hissed. Amalia turned around and started crawling on the top of the wagon so that she could get closer to the edge where the man was hanging off. When she got close enough, she was about to stab the throwing knife into his hand, but Ezio swerved the cart causing the man to fall off, and her to go rolling dangerously close to the edge.

"Could you be any worse at driving this thing!" She screamed, catching herself before falling off of the wagon. "I'm trying to get these guys off the wagon and you keep swerving the damn thing."

"No one told you to go on the back of the wagon!" Ezio retorted, swerving again just to make his point.

'I seriously am going to hell when I'm done with him.' She thought. "Fine! Then the next time someone comes on top you can get rid of them your own damn way." Amalia was fuming as she climbed into the back where Leonardo was. All she tried to do was help and here she was getting ridiculed for it. What kind of person does that? Oh wait, Ezio's the type of person to do that.

Amalia swore that he was doing this on purpose just to get her mad. Well if he was, then it was clearly working because she was sitting in the corner stabbing the knife into the wood. "Mia cara. I am sure that he means nothing by what he says..." Leonardo told her, trying to cheer her up a bit which was honestly a fail in her book. Instead of responding to him she jutted out her bottom lip into a pout.

"Amalia…" Leonardo whispered, taking his hand and putting it under her chin. She looked up at him, but her eyes were focused on the man climbing into the cart. "WATCH OUT!" She pushed Leonardo down and sliced the man's arm that was reaching out towards them. Amalia then used both of her feet to kick the man in the chest, which sent him out of the cart and rolling unto the ground. "Ezio! You have to shake these people off!" She screamed! Gosh was this man so stupid. If it wasn't for her looking up, Leonardo would've probably been stabbed in the back by now.

This didn't help her mood get any better as she realized that it was her fault for not paying attention to what was happening around her. Her thoughts were so focused on Ezio that her concentration went straight out through the window and Leonardo was put in danger. Why was it that every single time her thoughts roamed to Ezio, something bad always has to happen? It was like just saying his name brought bad things towards her. Amalia huffed and her thoughts were shattered as Ezio yelled out something that made her blood run cold.

"Hold on tight, this is going to be a little rough!" Amalia looked out the side to see that Rodrigo's men were burning the bridge. Ezio Auditore de Firenze was going to cross a burning bridge with passengers. What in the hell is he thinking! Amalia stared hyperventilating at the thought of Ezio crossing the bridge and it just collapsing which would send them to their doom. "Holy fuck!" She whispered harshly to herself as the bridge came closer and closer into view. He was actually going to race right through the fire. He was actually going to go through the fire.

No Ezio wasn't going to be a normal person and just try and find another direction in which they could go in. No, he was going to do the stupidest thing that anyone could ever think of.

This man was going to go through fucking fire, like he was Satan or something and could easily survive it. "I can't watch!" She said placing her hands over her eyes and squeezing them shut. Amalia felt so much heat that she swore she was inside of an oven. Her skin felt like someone was taking a carrot shredder and peeling her skin off with it. Her hair became stuck to her face, and her feet started tingling. Before she knew it, the immense amount of heat went away, and she felt a cool breeze being blown into her face.

They made it. With Ezio's crazy driving skills, and mad brain they made it. Who would've guessed that they were going to go through flames and make it? Amalia laughed to herself at her stupidity. She should have just trusted Ezio instead of doubting him. Maybe that was what was holding her back.

Whatever that meant.

As they continued to travel flaming arrows started being thrown at them. Amalia screamed as one almost came in contact with the back of the wagon as Leonardo started to climb out and into the front seat with Ezio. "Oh yeah! Thanks for just leaving me back here Leonardo. Just great."

"Go Leonardo! They're here for me, not you! I'll catch up with you two later!"Ezio handed over the reins to Leonardo and jumped off the wagon doing a bit of a roll to break his fall. Amalia watched as Ezio's back came in contact with the ground and he started to roll a bit. Her eyes made contact with his and he smirked as they continued to travel. A bunch of horses started surrounding him and Amalia's heart raced. She knew that he was an amazing assassin, but the thought of him getting hurt was enough to make her worried about him "Leonardo, what the hell is he doing!" She questioned, sticking her head out of the top of the wagon.

"He's going to hold off them while we go on ahead."

"But there are too many of them." She watched as Leonardo shrugged and continued manning the reigns so that that could reach their destination quickly.

Looks like she's going to have to trust Ezio on this one.

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"WHAT!" She screamed yanking at her hair as the man standing in front of the boat just gave her a strange look. "If you need me to repeat…"

"I don't need you to fucking repeat yourself. I heard you the first time!" Amalia slumped onto the ground as Leonardo came up next to her, patting her on the back in a gesture of comfort. "I'm sure you will find a pass somewhere Amalia. Don't give up."

"Easy for you to say, seeing as you have a freaking boat pass…" She trailed off as she yanked at her hair a bit showing that she was just nervous about finding one. "Can't I just kill the man and sneak unto the ship." She whispered into Leonardo's ear. He gave her a look of disgust, but shook his head. "You cannot kill the man Amalia. Nothing should ever be resorted to killing."

"Yeah, but Ezio does it!" She whined. Amalia knew that she was acting like a baby, but how else was she to get her way.

Maybe if she bribed the man, he would come around. Her eyes lit up mischievously in which Leonardo looked at her strangely, as if he knew what she was thinking. "No!" He said firmly, grabbing her arm before she could walk over there. "But…"

"No!" He said again, but a little bit harsher as if he was the father, saying no to his daughter.

'Maybe the puppy dog eyes would work.' Amalia turned around and did the puppy dog eyes, and pouted a bit to make the effect even better. "Pwetty Pwease!" She asked, leaning forward a bit so that her nose was almost touching his. "As amusing as this looks, the answer is still no." She pulled back and cursed under her breath. "But that always works."

"Well find another way to get a boat pass Amalia. I'm sure that you'll be able to get one." Amalia watched as Leonardo walked away, and she made sure that his back was turned before walking up towards the man that stood at the entrance of the boat. "So tell me Messer…"

The man turned towards her and once he saw her face he sighed and crossed his arms. "Do you have a pass?" He asked, stretching out his hand.

"See that's the thing..." She told him, scratching her head and laughing a little. "I was wondering…would 2000 florins do." The man's eyebrows raised and he gave her a look that clearly said are-you-kidding-me. "Are you trying to bribe me?" The man asked. "Is that what this looks like?" Amalia waving her hand between the both of them. "I'm sure that 2000 would cover it though." She whispered softly, arms crossed behind her back in an innocent gesture. "Do you have a boat pass or not?" The man asked, clearly fed up with her.

"DAMMIT! FINE!" Amalia yelled throwing her hands into the air. "I'LL GET YOU YOUR DAMN BOAT PASS!" Amalia stomped off down the platform to the boat and stood next to Leonardo, clearly angered by how stupid the man was. He could have had 2000 florins in his pocket, but he instead was too darn stubborn and stuck to his innocent ways. "Bribery isn't that bad." She said to herself, but Leonardo overheard and turned towards her. "What!" She asked throwing her hands into the air. "It's not."

Leonardo wasn't looking directly at her, so she turned around to see Leonardo looking at a silver cape in the distance. "Ezio! Here. Over here!"He called, waving his hands up and down to give him their location. About a minute or two later, Ezio came up to them a little out of breath, but still in good shape. She didn't see any wounds on him and she thanked the Lord that he wasn't hurt at all.

"Thank you Ezio! You saved my life!"

"I did what had to be done. You would have done the same." 'Blah Blah Blah' she said in her head, not really wanting to hear the crap that was coming out of Ezio's mouth. Just looking at his face irritated her at the moment, and she wasn't in the mood to deal with his smug attitude.

"I doubt it. Bravery's not my strong suit. I owe you a debt brother."

"Di niente (It's nothing)."

Amalia smiled at their bromance moment, and was just waiting for that hug to come, but the stupid man that had prevented her from getting on board started yelling. "Tutti a bordo! Fra poco si sapla! (All aboard! We're leaving soon!)"

"That's our traghetto (ferry). Venezia awaits!"

"Where's your pass?" The man asked in general, seeing as how Leonardo, Ezio and herself were standing in a circle near the man. "What pass?"

"Oh god." She mumbled under her breath. Amalia put a hand to the bridge of her nose and pinched it. "You don't have a pass?" Leonardo asked. "Why would he have a pass? If the man just asked 'What pass', what makes you think that he has it." Thankfully no one had heard her mumbles, or if they had they didn't acknowledge what she had said at all.

"You cannot enter Venezia without a pass. Who invited you?"

"Umm...Nobody." Ezio was at a loss for words here. "Basta! (Stop)" The man yelled harshly. "No pass no entrance."

"Don't worry Leonardo. I'll come up with something." Without warning a woman started yelling from behind them. Amalia whipped her head around to see a woman standing on what seemed to be an island in the middle of a body of water. How exactly the woman had managed to get herself there? Only god knows how. In Amalia's mind though, the words ringing around were, 'What the fuck'.

"Don't just stand there! I need help."

And of course, not that she's surprised, Ezio cannot help but be attracted to Damsels in Distress, so he of course grabbed a boat from nearby and started rowing his way towards the woman. Amalia watched as he managed to get there without any problems at all and helped the woman into the boat. Her blood boiled as she watched Ezio put his hands around her waist to help her into the boat. The woman's not a paraplegic or anything. She does have an arm that you can grab unto, or maybe a HAND, but who's saying anything.

She obviously doesn't really care what he does, so she should just find a way to get unto the boat or something. Amalia couldn't stand looking over there anymore, so she turned around and started walking off, but a hand caught her wrist stopping her from moving. "Where are you going Amalia?" She turned her head to the side to see Leonardo standing there, confusion in his eyes. "Well I can't get myself a boat pass, so I might as well just travel back to Monteriggioni, right!"

"But there must surely be someone here willing to give a boat pass to you. Maybe if we ask Ezio…"

"Oh no!" She waved her hands in front of her face not wanting to have to deal with him at the moment. "Don't ask him. I'm sure he doesn't want to be disturbed by me. He looks like he's having fun…" Amalia cut her words short as Ezio and that woman arrived on the dock. She watched as the woman approached the man standing in front of the boat, and they both had a heated conversation in which both Leonardo and Amalia couldn't hear at all.

"Yes Signora…Whatever you say Signora…"

The woman smiled a bit and made her way towards where the three of them were standing. She stopped in front of Ezio and smiled at him. Amalia already hated her.

"He won't trouble you anymore. I took care of it."

"Thank you Caterina." Ezio bowed his head in respect.

'So her name's Caterina…huh. Already on a first name basis before the first date. Interesting.'

"Perhaps we'll see each other again…Should you ever find yourself in the city of Forli, it would be my pleasure to welcome you…" Caterina had a seductive look on her face, which made Amalia fume in the spot that she was standing in. She swore that if her anger had turned into fire, the entire dock would be aflame from the rage that she was holding against Caterina. She hadn't even met the woman properly and already harbored such hatred.

"I look forward to enjoying your hospitality." Ezio said. They both smiled at each other and Caterina started to walk off, but Amalia caught her arm and dragged her in a corner were Leonardo and Ezio couldn't hear. She could just feel the confusion emanating off of Ezio as he watched her drag Caterina off into a corner. "Listen here," She hissed, grabbing unto Caterina's wrist that wasn't visible to Ezio. "I don't like the fact that you're talking to Ezio, but I'll let that pass if you do me a favor."

"And why should I do a favor for you! You drag me off into this corner, disgracing me in front of all these people, and you expect me to do something for you?" She whispered harshly trying to rip her hand out of Amalia's grip. The more she tried to struggled, the stronger Amalia's grip became. "Try any harder, and I'll continue to squeeze until I snap your wrist."

Caterina stopped struggling as a shocked look crossed her face. "You wouldn't dare."

"Try me." She said, moving back part of her cloak to reveal knifes that were attached to the inside. Caterina's breath hitched a bit and her eyes started looking around. Making sure that no one was listening Caterina started whispering into her ear. "What do you want?"

"A boat pass to get unto that ship that will be leaving to Venezia."

"Tell the man at the entrance these exact words and you'll gain passage." Amalia nodded, and waited as Caterina told her the words. "Tell him Caterina Sforza, as the ruler of Forli and Imola demands that, tell him your name, be let unto this ship without a boat passage." Amalia nodded, and released her grip on Caterina. "See that wasn't so hard was it." She smirked at Caterina and made her way over to the man standing in front of the boat. She ignored Ezio as he tried to ask her a question, and instead walked right up the same man.

"Do you have a boat pass?" The man asked once again. "No, but I do have a message."

"And what would that be." He replied. "Caterina Sforza, as the ruler of Forli and Imola demands that, I, Amalia Salvatore de Luca be let unto this ship without a boat passage."

"And how can I trust that she said that instead of you making that up." He continued, still not sure if he should let her unto the ship. "You can trust my knives…" She told him, moving back her cloak so that he could see them. "Oh…O-Oh, Um. Yes. You may pass."

"Please accept my most humble apologies, Messer, and Signorina. Had I known…?"

The man chuckled a little bit and stepped aside for them to enter. As Ezio and Amalia walked side by side up the platform and unto the ship, he grabbed her arm and spun her around so that they could talk. "What was that?" He asked, a little anger lacing his voice. "Nothing, I just needed a boat pass, and I got one."

She shrugged out of his touch and walked to the other side of the boat as it started to pull away from the dock. She watched Leonardo approach Ezio and they started talking, in which she eavesdropped. "Be careful Ezio. Do you know who that was?"

"My next conquest." He answered, laughing a bit. Ezio shifted his eyes over to Amalia as they said that, and she felt hurt as he said that while watching her. Talk about no shame at all. "I don't think so Ezio." Leonardo spoke while crossing his arms. "That's Caterina Sforza, daughter of the Dica di Milano. Her husband is..."

"Husband?" He cut of Leonardo, shocked a little that she was married. "Si. Her husband is the Lord of Forli. That woman is as powerful and dangerous as she is young and beautiful."

"Sembra come una donna per me (Sounds like my kind of lady.)."

Amalia glared at Ezio as he said that. How could he have said that when she was standing right there? Well, despite the fact that she was on the other side of the ship, but still. Talk about trying to be obvious about sending a message. After that little speech that he had given her before about how much he had liked her, all of that went straight out the window. Ezio should now know that from saying that he shouldn't expect any love from her at all.

Amalia now knew what type of man he was and she was glad that they hadn't done anything at all. But there was still that type of love from him at the back of her head. Despite her saying that she shouldn't like him anymore, it was easier said to stop loving than it was done.

And she knew that it wouldn't just take a day to stop liking him. She couldn't even decipher if she loved him or liked him, and at that point it means that you're already two feet in.

At the moment she was head over heels, and she hated that.

"Fuck you Auditore." She mumbled, walking to the bottom deck to try and escape encountering him at all means. "Just fuck you…"