Well, first of all I'd really like to thank HibarixTsunaxlover for the review on the story :)

Therefore I decided to upload some more chapters. Hope you'll like how the story proceeds.

Let's see whether they'll get their happy end ;)

However just let me tell you guys that the next chapters might include some not logical aspects. I really tried to keep it as realistic as possible and did a lot of research, but sometimes it's just hard too keep everything real. Hope you'll like it nevertheless!

Dear, well how should I adress you?

In your letter you said you didn't want to make use of your former name any longer so I also won't write it in this letter.

However since you are reading this letter right now I fear that Alaude has been successful in finding you. I know this doesn't sound pretty nice, please do not get me wrong, but when he wanted to leave I tried to hold him back, because I thought both of you wouldn't be able to deal with meeting each other. Am I right?

I hope you will forgive my harsh words that can be found in this letter, but I believe that it will be better to tell you the truth since I know that Alaude won't.

You know, I really do have to admit that when I received your letter and read it for the first time I was really angry. You always knew that Alaude needs a lot of time to open up to other people and after his painful past I thought he had finally been able to find someone to trust without condition. He had changed in such a positive way and I just wished the both of you happiness and peace, because you both had deserved it, but then you just left and you took a huge part of Alaude's heart with you. He was a broken man.

It hurt me so much to see him like this and I really feared for his life not just one time. But although you had hurt him so much he never hated you once and when I was actually speaking bad of you one time he totally lost it. I was almost fascinated by the love he still had left for you and when I read your letter again I knew that, although you had hoped for him starting to hate you, he'd never actually be able to do this.

So I in fact stopped to be angry at you as well, though I honestly never had been able to understand your motives. You both loved each other so much. In fact I believe you were made for each other, because I've never seen two people being in such perfect tune like the both of you. And yet you threw it all away although you were just about healing each other's soul.

Were you honestly believing that it would be better for the both of you if you left? I can understand you feared for Alaude's safety. I fear for it everyday. But yet he is such a strong man you must have known that he would be fine and that he would be able to protect you. He could have even brought you to America if France would still be too close to Italy for you. He would have done anything for you. Was that actually what you feared?

Whatever it was you really feared, I realized something by the time being and it actually is making your decision to leave even more incomprehensible to me. You loved him too, didn't you? I know you did. He actually must have been a soulmate to you. So how could you just leave him like that? Did you not just tear your own heart apart as well? I always thought of you as a very wise man and I still do, so I hope you will think about your decision this time more wisely.

Please do not get me wrong and again excuse the harsh words I'm using, but I know that during your time in Italy you always put your own feelings and needs second in line and unlike Alaude you never did what you actually really wanted.

In our letter you asked me to do two things. The first one was not to show the letter to Alaude. I have to admit that I did not succeed in doing so, however I didn't show him the letter for at least six whole years. Your second request was that I should look after Alaude and I promise you I did my best so far. Otherwise the man you knew would already be dead. Yet, I will have to break this promise as well in order to be able to now make my own request.

In fact I should ask you to not break Alaude's heart any more, but I fear you will make the wrong decision if I'm making this request. So actually I want you to do what you want. This might sound weird right now, but like I did not question your requests I hope you also won't question mine.

So please, just listen to your heart for once and choose the path it is longing for. Nothing but your heart can make such important decisions for you. You should trust it.

Your friend Luc

Giotto looked up when he had finally finished reading the letter and he directly looked into Alaude's icy blue eyes. The tall man didn't say anything but Giotto noticed the questioning look in his eyes and he also felt the insecurity surrounding him.

He just wanted to tell him how sorry he was for what he had done to him. Luc's harsh words hadn't failed their goal, because Giotto felt more guilty than ever before and he also felt silly. He had been such a fool not to think in a realistic way of what he was going to do. Instead of choosing the right path he had taken the easiest one and in fact this decision had also just been bad for him as well. He felt terrible and realizing now what a harsh time Alaude must have gone through strengthened this terrible feeling.

For a moment Giotto closed his eyes in order to try to follow Luc's request, listening to his heart, but there actually was only one thing he could do and he knew that it would be the right decision for both their sakes.

"Please, Alaude. Take me with you."

The icy blue eyes widened in surprise and disbelief.

"But, don't you have a family?" Alaude asked with a low voice not really sure if he should trust this decision.

Giotto hesitated for a second, but then he nodded and the French could see some tears glancing in his eyes again.

"I am not happy here. And my family doesn't really seem to be family at all. They do not really care for me and I fear my son is even scared of me." The blond kept looking into the blue eyes of the taller man. "Please, take me with you. I am not happy here and I never will become happy. The only time I've really felt something like happiness was when I was with you. So please, Alaude, don't leave me here. I know I've hurt you much and I am really sorry for what I've done, but please take me with you. That is my only desire."

Alaude watched Giotto in silence, listening to his words while attentively looking into his eyes. For a moment Giotto thought the man would never say or do something or even worse he would just leave him right her, but then the French stepped forward and pulled the smaller one into an embrace.

"I'll take you with me. I promise."