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Title: The Road
Fandom: Assassin’s Creed Brotherhood
Pairing: Ezio/ Leonardo
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Ezio discovers that there are consequences to his actions, and the road to redemption is never easy.
This story continues on from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kissmytypos’s fic, “Good Intentions”, which can be read here.
A/N: My sincere thanks tokissmytypos for permission to write the sequel. This is the last chapter. A big thank you to everyone who's followed this story to the end!
Chapter Ten.
A soft rustling of bedclothes and the creak of the floorboard were Leonardo’s only alerts that something was amiss. He opened his eyes groggily, only to catch Ezio sitting on the side of the bed, tugging on his boots. The sun had not yet risen, and here Ezio was, already donning his armour.
Where is he going? Leonardo wondered. The morning light is not even upon us.
He sat up in the bed, wincing at the ache in his hips and rump, though he gave a pleased hum—it was evidence that their night before had not been a dream. Catching the end of Ezio’s sash, Leonardo tugged at it sleepily.
“This is becoming a bad habit of yours, leaving without a word in the morning.” The jibe was teasing, yet pointed. “Won’t you come back to bed?” Despite Ezio’s frown, he held fast to the sash. He was afraid that if he let go, he would lose Ezio all over again.
“That was not my intention,” Ezio said quickly. He held out a tiny scroll of parchment, and Leonardo noticed the cooing of a carrier pigeon at their windowsill. “I received a missive from Claudia about Cesare’s plans. He may be heading to the Colosseo today to solicit Templar loyalists for aid. I must meet with her for more information.”
Leonardo was sure his expression must have crumpled, because Ezio said softly, “I still have duties as an assassin.” He paused to look out the window, as drops of rain pattered quietly against the pane. “And as an Auditore.” He looked back at Leonardo. “You must know that.”
Leonardo sighed. Of course he knew. It was Ezio’s drive for being both that brought them to this day. “I know,” he said quietly. He stopped, reluctant to use his trump card for how petulant it sounded. “It’s just…you said things would be different this time.”
“They will,” Ezio insisted. “I will be back before you know it.” He gave Leonardo a brief kiss on the forehead. “Have faith in me, amore.” Ezio paused, as if he were testing, even tasting that last word, then smiled, as if it were the most natural thing in the world to say.
“I do,” Leonardo asserted. He allowed a gentle smile to curve his lips. “But faith does not keep me from wishing that you would lie with me a little longer.”
“I…suppose I could,” Ezio said, after a short deliberation. He removed his boots and lay on his side, wrapping his arms around Leonardo as his chest came to rest along the artist’s back.
As Leonardo felt Ezio’s pleasing weight settle against the bed, he turned to frame Ezio’s face in his hands, smoothing back an errant strand of hair that had fallen over his brow. The boyish cheer in his face had long fled, replaced by something harsher. He noticed how weathered Ezio looked now, and thought back to their first carefree days in Firenze, basking in the sunlight before the storm that changed both their lives had occurred—a tumultuous one that left Ezio shattered on the rocks, spurring the chain of events that transformed the young noble into a Mentore of the Assassin order.
“How long has it been, Ezio?” murmured Leonardo. He paused to think of the shadows his lover had lived in, killed from ever since. “Since you have been graced by the sun’s warmth?”
“Dio mio,” Ezio muttered under his breath, in what seemed like fond exasperation. He was about to point out that Ezio no longer had the right to invoke that name, when Ezio smiled, radiant, like the youth he had been in Firenze, and his callused hand cradled Leonardo’s cheek. “You are my sun now.”
[End]
(Thank you to everyone who's followed this story to the end! I have a coda written to the story that I might post in the future, but for all intents and purposes, this fic is finally done. I hope to work on some other AC stories as time permits. Thanks again for reading!! ^^)
Fandom: Assassin’s Creed Brotherhood
Pairing: Ezio/ Leonardo
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Ezio discovers that there are consequences to his actions, and the road to redemption is never easy.
This story continues on from
kissmytypos’s fic, “Good Intentions”, which can be read here.A/N: My sincere thanks to
kissmytypos for permission to write the sequel. This is the last chapter. A big thank you to everyone who's followed this story to the end!A soft rustling of bedclothes and the creak of the floorboard were Leonardo’s only alerts that something was amiss. He opened his eyes groggily, only to catch Ezio sitting on the side of the bed, tugging on his boots. The sun had not yet risen, and here Ezio was, already donning his armour.
Where is he going? Leonardo wondered. The morning light is not even upon us.
He sat up in the bed, wincing at the ache in his hips and rump, though he gave a pleased hum—it was evidence that their night before had not been a dream. Catching the end of Ezio’s sash, Leonardo tugged at it sleepily.
“This is becoming a bad habit of yours, leaving without a word in the morning.” The jibe was teasing, yet pointed. “Won’t you come back to bed?” Despite Ezio’s frown, he held fast to the sash. He was afraid that if he let go, he would lose Ezio all over again.
“That was not my intention,” Ezio said quickly. He held out a tiny scroll of parchment, and Leonardo noticed the cooing of a carrier pigeon at their windowsill. “I received a missive from Claudia about Cesare’s plans. He may be heading to the Colosseo today to solicit Templar loyalists for aid. I must meet with her for more information.”
Leonardo was sure his expression must have crumpled, because Ezio said softly, “I still have duties as an assassin.” He paused to look out the window, as drops of rain pattered quietly against the pane. “And as an Auditore.” He looked back at Leonardo. “You must know that.”
Leonardo sighed. Of course he knew. It was Ezio’s drive for being both that brought them to this day. “I know,” he said quietly. He stopped, reluctant to use his trump card for how petulant it sounded. “It’s just…you said things would be different this time.”
“They will,” Ezio insisted. “I will be back before you know it.” He gave Leonardo a brief kiss on the forehead. “Have faith in me, amore.” Ezio paused, as if he were testing, even tasting that last word, then smiled, as if it were the most natural thing in the world to say.
“I do,” Leonardo asserted. He allowed a gentle smile to curve his lips. “But faith does not keep me from wishing that you would lie with me a little longer.”
“I…suppose I could,” Ezio said, after a short deliberation. He removed his boots and lay on his side, wrapping his arms around Leonardo as his chest came to rest along the artist’s back.
As Leonardo felt Ezio’s pleasing weight settle against the bed, he turned to frame Ezio’s face in his hands, smoothing back an errant strand of hair that had fallen over his brow. The boyish cheer in his face had long fled, replaced by something harsher. He noticed how weathered Ezio looked now, and thought back to their first carefree days in Firenze, basking in the sunlight before the storm that changed both their lives had occurred—a tumultuous one that left Ezio shattered on the rocks, spurring the chain of events that transformed the young noble into a Mentore of the Assassin order.
“How long has it been, Ezio?” murmured Leonardo. He paused to think of the shadows his lover had lived in, killed from ever since. “Since you have been graced by the sun’s warmth?”
“Dio mio,” Ezio muttered under his breath, in what seemed like fond exasperation. He was about to point out that Ezio no longer had the right to invoke that name, when Ezio smiled, radiant, like the youth he had been in Firenze, and his callused hand cradled Leonardo’s cheek. “You are my sun now.”
[End]
(Thank you to everyone who's followed this story to the end! I have a coda written to the story that I might post in the future, but for all intents and purposes, this fic is finally done. I hope to work on some other AC stories as time permits. Thanks again for reading!! ^^)
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Such a lovely fic.
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