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Justifying the Means	By : Jenovasilver Category: +A through F > Assassin's Creed Views: 3112 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Federico had to contain the panic growing in his heart, Ezio couldn’t have wandered off after last night, he would have been too confused and pissed. If that was the case he likely would have fought everyone and anyone after he was freed and unmasked, so that left the only other conclusion...someone MADE off with him, that was what Federico deduced and resumed his search around the den before the orator appeared before him and smiled.
“May I help you signore?” He smiled and Federico stared at him, could he have known who Federico was? “This place is a den of thieves...you should go home immediately.”
“Let us stop these games, you have all the power here...all I want to know is who wrote this letter.”
“Ah! Yes, yes...I see...” the orator repeats and scratches his face, “I was told to inform you to wait outside by the river’s edge. It’s not too far from here, just head left and you’ll see it easily.”
“Who told you this?”
“That identity is private signore, you know that.”
“But you know me!” Federico fumed and the orator smiled, “Don’t you..?”
“I know everyone and everything, what I chose to do with my knowledge is mine alone...I’ve done this for 40 years signore, you are nothing new.” And the orator cracked his back, “I will say this, your performance was the highest in the den’s existance...so much money and so many signori contento e soddisfatto!” he looked at Federico’s face as it sunk into shameful memories, “Tell me signore, did you not enjoy yourself completely?”
“It came at a high price...my soul is truly damned.”
“As are all of ours..for what good is life without dabbling in sin!” The orator laughed and winced at his crying back, “Go, go...the man you are looking for is there and do not make him wait.” And with that the orator walked away, Federico was still unsure but Ezio could be in danger. So he resolved himself and went to the location as instructed.
The early dawn light made the streets glow as people moved to and fro to their locations, Firenze was so beautiful at this time and the people gently bowed their heads in his passing. Federico tried not to walk to hastily, he might have been followed and remembered his training, this would be quicker if he just climbed on the rooftops and ran but that might have attracted curious eyes. The buildings leading towards the river seemed to block out the remaining public and was starting to become more desolate, merda, this was a trap he felt it in his bones.
Federico coughed and cracked his weary body, he was starving and tired, not a really good place to be for a coming scrap yet here he was at the river’s edge. However there was no man there, there was no one...just him.
Yep, trap.
“Buongiorno Federico Auditore de Firenze.” A voice that instantly caught Federico, that voice was familiar and he whipped his head to see the man that stood behind him with a gentle smile, his refined posture and somewhat imposing visage and Federico immediately straighted up. He was Lorezno de Medici, il Magnifico-one of the most influencial figures in Florence and an important friend of the Auditore family, “This is truly a magnificent day is it not?”
“Y-yes Nobile Signore.” Federico said quickly and bowed, merda his nervousness was getting the best of him and Lorenzo laughed as he gently placed his hand on Federico’s shoulder in a reassuring pat.
“Ahh, let us see young Ezio, he should be resting well after such a night, he is at my estate, come..” Federico was about to say something but Lorenzo kept him quiet with a stare, “Let us speak in transit yes? Bene.” Lorenzo walked from the river’s edge with Federico behind him like a puppy, “I must admit, I was quite surprised to learn that Ezio was part of the show, naturally, I quite amused that Vieri de Pazzi would go to such lengths.”
“Wait? Y-you mean Vieri was responsible?” Federico asked with disbelief, it was impossible for Ezio to have been tricked by Vieri, they HATED each other so how did Vieri manage to set Ezio up to be in such a position? Medici glanced at Federico’s face as he tried to piece it together and smiled.
“It will become clearer for you, do not trouble yourself.”
“Perdonatemi nobile signore...it’s just that..” Federico came to a halt, before them was the very subject of their conversation, Vieri de Pazzi, the son of Francecso de Pazzi and an every much not a supporter of the de Medici’s influence, he was a young and attractive man but his eyes always held contempt for others. He brushed back the strands of his black hair and smiled knowingly at Federico, oh how he pushed his buttons and how Vieri wanted a confrontation. Lorenzo kept his composure, after all, they were all in public and had to be mindful of all their actions, Vieri wouldn’t dare taint his father’s name by getting into another fight with the Auditore brothers and he certainly didn’t want anything to happen to Medici. No, no, this was just fine, he had his ammo but it wasn’t as plentiful as he thought.
“My, such a small city that we run into each other Auditore? And you signore.” Vieri graciously bowed, his friends copied the gesture all with smirks on their faces, “May I be so bold...how is Ezio? I hope he’s well?”
“Why wouldn’t he be signore Vieri?” Federico nearly gritted, to think that this bastardo had anything to do with what happened to Ezio last night, he carefully looked at Medici who simply kept still with a small smile on his wise face.
“Signore Ezio was quite the charmer, I can only imagine his quality breeding was responsible. Such an maginficent form and pose...truly, Signore Giovanni must be blessed.” Lorenzo responded with such a firm and gracious voice, everyone couldn’t help but be entranced, “Certainly, he is a man of fine qualities...it is a shame not MANY youths can partake of them. Although they try, is that not correct signore Vieri?”
Vieri bit down on his lip, this was all in code, everyone was on the same page and meant that Ezio CLEARLY adapted to his victim postition and added pleasure of all those involved. And that angered Vieri, he was hoping that Ezio would’ve been knocked down a peg, perhaps even shamed to suicide but the way Medici spoke about the night, it seemed that Ezio not only preformed well but exceeded expectations.
Federico could do nothing but keep quiet, he doesn’t think that Vieri knew that he was there when Ezio was deflowered or even worse, that he was his deflowerer.
“Well, it’s not too surpising, after all Auditores are resilient creatures...like weeds, even worms have to survive the rainstorms in life.” With empathasis on ‘worms’ for extra effect against Federico, “Ah well, then it appears there is nothing left to talk about signori, with that...I take my leave, my best regards to Ezio.” Vieri shrugged, politely bowed and strutted away with his men, no, Federico tried, he fucking tried but he wasn’t going to let this go without knowing that Vieri KNEW where he stood.
“I shall relay such kindness, grazie.” Vieri kept his snake like smile as he walked away, “And oh, don’t worry signore Pazzi, I am sure you will recieve a visit from him VERY shortly, as you said, we Auditore are QUITE resilient and above else-unforgiving.” Federico’s voice reached a new depth of timbre, one that surprised himself and made Lorenzo beam with delight. Vieri had a stumble as he walked away after Federico’s declaration, it basically meant there was going to be another scrap between Auditore and Pazzi..time and place would be unknown but it was GOING to happen. And the two men resumed their walk, they did not have far to travel and calmly entered the estate of the Medici. A place so massive and refined that it could fit three Auditore homes with in it, servants quickly appeared to greet their master and he sent them away before seating himself complacently in his favourite sofa. Federico remained standing, drinking in the opulence around him and noticing a beautiful portrait of a woman nearby...
“Il mio, mio, mio ... ricordi della mia giovinezza ..”
“I hope I did not offend you signore Medici...I held my tongue long enough for that merda.”
“And your tongue is apparently quite the skilled force.” Lorenzo dropped and Federico looked at him quickly. “Now, head to the upstairs master bedroom and see to Ezio, if the servant girls are still dressed modestly then he is still at rest. Though one can never be sure.” That brought a smile to Federico’s face, “Ah yes! That is what I wanted to see..go, go, I will be up shortly.”
“Grazie signore Medici,” Federico laughed then ran up the stairs, he had to see if Ezio was well and nearly knocked over a servant before helping her up and ran to the master room. He softly opened the door and walked inside what looked like a living room inside, the bed was massive with fine oak and sandalwood decor, thick blankets and pillows of goose feathers...somewhere in that luxurious spread was Ezio. Completely sprawled out on the bed with his hair dishelved and tunic nearly off his body, he looked completely comfortable lying like that and he scratched his stomach in mid slumber.
Federico shook his head, he makes it so easy and he climbed on the bed to his brother, the dishelved tunic exposed his chest and Federico tried to fix it properly but it was like touching fire. Instantly all the memories returned, the smell, the sounds, the tastes...last night he took his brother, he felt his insides and kissed those lips.
Lips, Ezio’s lips, freed from the tacky mask Federico could see Ezio’s full beauty, was it because of last night or did he become more attractive to him? The sunlight peeked on his face and he turned over towards Federico to escape the intrusive light.
“Nessuna madre ... è troppo presto ..” he moaned and placed his hands directly over Federico’s, no, no don’t tempt him he pleaded in his heart. What happened last night cannot be repeated ever again, he had tasted his sin in the night, he had doomed his soul to hellfire already; it was day now. No longer are they in a hidden den of Caligula with mask of anicent deities but in a home of a trusted friend, basking in the light of God.
No, resist tempation...you tasted it once Federico, once is enough and I will have to be vigilant for the rest of my days.
“Ti voglio bene fratellino..rest now...you are safe.” Federico bent down and kissed Ezio’s forehead then prepared to move off the bed. He was confident of his brother’s safety and his will to resist, he was almost off the bed, almost free from the tempation...almost..
“No. ... per favore, non mi lasciare .. Federico. So warm..”
It was so unfair, so very cruel...nine little words said in innocent slumber, said softly...
Federico slid back on the bed, perhaps a kiss, just a kiss..one little kiss and that would have to be enough, he promised himself and vowed to never kiss Ezio again. He laid against the large bed and held his brother’s hand tightly in his own and kissed it lovingly, then slowly moved his body over Ezio’s chest with his messy hair nearly draping over his face. One kiss, a quick one so not to wake him.
Federico pressed down on Ezio and placed the softest kiss he could give in the state he was in, their lips met slowly and he breathed in his brother’s scent then moved off him gently but it was like there was another force bring him back. One kiss turned to two, two became a longer kiss and a longer kiss became a tender brush of lips against Ezio’s face, God he swore he would abandon the family and become a man of the cloth if he could just have this moment last forever. He didn’t ever realize that his hands were already underneath Ezio’s gown, sliding up his leg and grazed against his burning self, no, stop...stop...Federico kept chanting to himself but it wasn’t working. Where was his will? Where was his restraint!? In his moment of drowning he didn’t notice at all.
That Ezio opened his eyes and was staring at him silently, a look of half disgust and bewilderment.

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