As promised here is the new chapter! In this one we learn a bit more about Lovino and Rosetta! Yay!
Hope you all enjoy!
Chapter 2
For the next week, Leonardo hardly noticed the addition of the assassins to his home, other then the way things seamed to be cleaning them selves over night, and the pile of folded blankets and cloths in the corner.
When he arose in the morning the assassins where gone, and sometimes before he fell asleep he would hear them enter his work shop.
It was a relieve to him not to have to actually deal with the assassins, especially Lovino. But at the same time he was endlessly curious about what the two woman where up to. Where they out there killing... like Ezio? Where they safe? Where did they come from? There where so many questions, and there was no one to answer them.
A week or so after the two assassins had appeared at his door, the bond genius was sitting at one of the, now cleared, work tables, pondering over designs for the flying machine. He tapped the parchment with a quill, mumbling to himself. He just could not figure out how to keep it in the air for an extend amount of time. He ran a hand through his hair, and sighed.
With out any warning the silence of his workshop was interrupted when the front door slammed open.
"Lonardo!" came Rosetta's voice.
At the shrill tone the artist leaped to his feet knocking over the bench he had been sitting on, it landed with a loud clatter upon the wood floor. Paying the poor bench no mind, he rushed over to the door. The sight that greeted him was not what he expected.
Rosetta stood arms wrapped around Lovino's limp body, both of them where covered in blood and he could see a large hole in Lovino's robes that reviled an ugly gash on her left side, blood was oozing out of it and on to the ground.
With out hesitating he took Lovino, who groaned painfully, from Rosetta.
"Stop the bleeding," Rosetta ordered, as she shoved past him and rushed over to her bag that sat on top of the folded blankets.
Leonardo moved the wounded girl over to one of the work tables, where he swept off the papers with one hand and then laid her down on the hard wood.
She groaned again and mumbled something.
"What?" the blond leaned in close to her mouth "What was that?" he felt her exhale against his cheek then "He's... better... without me..."
As Rosetta came back she pushed Leonardo's head away from her. "Move back," she quickly got to work, stopping the bleeding, while pulling out various bottles of herbs.
"What was she talking about?" Lonardo asked as Rosetta moved both hands back to the cloth she had against Lovino's side, putting pressure on the wound.
"What did she say?" Asked Rosetta, here eyes never leaving Lovino.
"Something about him being better off with out her..."
Rosetta shook her head. "She's just mumbling nonsense. Can you take those bottles, put them in a dish and then add a small amount of boiled water?"
the blond nodded and quickly did as he was asked, bringing the small small bowl back and setting it next to Rosetta, who seamed to have stopped the bleeding, and cleared the dried blood. She took the herbs out of the water and mushed them in her hand until they turned into a pasty substance. When they where the right consistency she spread it in and around the gash, causing Lovino to let out another pained groan.
Rosetta mumbled as she pulled out a needle and thread. "Oh, shut up you have had much worse,"
"She has?"
Rosetta did not answer Leonardo. Her dark brows furrowed she began to stitch the wound up, with each pull of the needle Lovino let out another moan. Her eyes fluttered open. "Could you be more gentle,"
sticking the needle in again the brunette replied, "No, this is what you deserve for being stupid,"
"I wasn't being stupid," she groaned as she shifted on the hard wood. "Those guards had it coming to them,"
"For what doing their jobs?" Rosetta tied off the thread and then cut it with the hidden blade attached to her arm.
"No for taunting me..." Lovino glared her blue gray eyes at the ceiling.
Shaking her head Rosetta stepped back, rooling her eyes. "You had better thank Leonardo, he let you bleed all over his work shop.
Turning her head to the man Lovino smiled and held out her hand to him which he stepped forward and took. "Thank you, Leonardo, you are quite kind for letting me bleed all over you things," she gave a weak smile.
Rosetta gave an exasperated sigh. "So, you are nice to him?"
"What?" the injured assassin grinned at her friend. "I like Leo, he's so adorable!"
said artist felt his face go red.
Rosetta face palmed and shook her head. "Eight-teen years I have known you and yet I still don't understand you..."
Smiling Lovino released Leonardo's hand. "if you do not mind I am very tired and I would love to take a nap,"
"Yes, yes," said Rosetta, "you need to recover your strangth,"
"You can rest in my bed up stairs, it is probably more comfortable then the floor down here," Leonardo headed toward the stairs, before Lovino could protest, "I'll go get it ready,"
Lovino pouted at where he had disappeared. "But I do not want to steal his bed."
"Just accept it," Rosetta moved to pick up Lovino and curry her up the stairs.
Leonardo sat on a stool placed next to his own bed, which at the moment was occupied by a sleeping assassin.
Lovino lay on her uninjured side facing away from the artist, the blankets moving up and down with her slow breaths. Her usual cloths had been replaced by one of Leonardo's shirt that she wore like a dress.
As Leonardo watched her, it came across him how tiny the young girl was, not just in height, she was more then a head shorter then him, her head only reaching his shoulder, but also in build. Her hands and wrists where small and delicate, they looked like the hands of a noble woman. Her small body and delicate features seamed to contradict her dominating personality. If she where to awake at that moment he would expect her to have a soft voice, filled with all the manners of a woman belonging the upper class. Of course he knew the opposite was true, if the sleeping girl where to awaken she would be commanding and loud. Such a contradicting character.
He was distracted from his meandering thoughts when the door to his room was opened. He turned his head up to see Rosetta standing in the door, now dressed in a night gown.
"You should get some sleep," she whispered as she approached him.
He smiled lightly. "I am fine, I think it would be good to have some one here if she wakes up in pain,"
Rosetta glanced at Lovino's sleeping figure. "I'm sure she would be fine without one of us watching her every move,"
"Oh, yes, I am also aware she would be totally fine without someone watching over her," he took his red hat, that he still wore, having not changed out of the cloths he had been wearing during the day, and started fiddling with it. "But I have done this many times for my friend Ezio, when he is injured, I cannot, in good concurrence leave an injured friend alone in my home,"
Rosetta nodded in understanding, and then moved to sit next to him on the floor. "Tomorrow I will have to go back out. There is still information we need for our mission, so I will be leaving her here with you,"
Leonardo smiled. "Tomorrow will be very interesting then,"
"She will probably just order you around and then complain," Rosetta smiled back.
They both turned as Lovino made a noise in her sleep, and shifted before laying still.
After a moment Leonardo turned back to Rosetta. "I was wondering, how is it that you know how to heal?"
"Oh?" Rosetta smiled. "My father is a gardener, so he told me all about what herbs do what, and when ever any one in the village became ill or had an injury they would come to him, and when I started training to become an assassin I decided it would be very useful to know how to treat wounds, considering being an assassin is a bit of a dangerous hobby," she chuckled softly. "So I asked my father to teach me everything he knew, and when he ran out of things to teach me I asked the doctors that came to town. Most if them would not teach me anything, because I am a woman, and others confessed after much pestering that many of the things they prescribe do not actually work."
"Really?" Leonardo's eyes glowed with interest. "That is quite amazing, though I always suspected that leaches are a cure that does not work,"
Rosetta laughed again. "They are actually useful for if the victim is poisoned but for anything else they are just useless,"
Leonardo nodded.
For a while they sat in silence before another question popped into the genius's mind. "What about Lovino's Parents? And your mother what do they do?"
"Ah," Rosetta scratched her head. "Well my mother is a cook, she works for Lovino's father, hes a business man, made himself very rich. He runs mines all over the place that he uses to sell metals and jewels. Her mother on the other hand is quite sickly, she says in bed most of the time, which is why Lovino is an only child." Rosetta smiled fondly. "She is a very kind, sweet woman, and she is actually good friends with my mother, which is how Lovino and I are such good friends. What about you?"
"Well..." he sighed. "I'm the illegitimate son of my father,"
"Oh, I'm sorry," Rosetta looked at the floor, embarrassed for asking.
"No no, its quite alright, my family is quite fond of me," the artist smiled.
The brunette turned her head back up to look at Leonardo. "Oh?"
The artist looked down at her. "You look tired, why don't you go back to sleep?"
Rosetta nodded and stood up. "Good night Leo,"
"Good night," he smiled.
She smiled back and then without a sound, left the room.