What happens in Italy...

Chapter Four

Red groaned softly, a faintly yawn escaping his lips as he chuckled weakly. It was a beautiful Sunday morning for him and he sighed peacefully. Well. Everything was peaceful until he tried to sit up because he was only yanked down by Ezia. He felt the strongest grip ever wrapped around his body, unable to move he struggled to get out of her grasp only to hear a satisfied chuckle at his inability to escape.

He felt eyes staring directly at him until he was pressed against the bed with the woman now sitting on his chest. His crimson and cyan hues stared up into her Honey gold hues. "So weak and innocent, you know. If you want I can take away that innocence from you." She cooed out, staring down at him. Typical. She was just as flirty as she was in the game. This heavily bothered him, making the male grunt in displeasure.

He began to struggle again, this time when she laughed at him his wrists her grabbed and held above his head. He mentally screamed as he watched the woman close in on his face. His face heated up just as she pressed her nose against his, their foreheads connected. "You're cheeks are so red. Get up, I'm hungry." She spoke, crawling off of him as she walked around the room. He sat up. His initial reaction was to rush out of the room with spare clothes.

When he got changed into clothes he snickered, guiding her outside to his motorcycle. "I'll take you to get you properly... outfitted. Then we'll get a bite to eat." He spoke softly as he sat on the seat of his motorcycle, starting it up as he felt her sit on the back, wrapping her arms around his chest. "Hold on tigh-" He was cut off by a surprise kiss to his neck. "No need to tell me twice, Amico mio.~" She cooed in his ear as her grip became deadly tight.

With that they drove off, making their way towards a clothing store. Red parked outside of a woman's clothing store as he guided her inside. "Pick a couple outfits. I'll be waiting. He muttered as she nodded. She walked away, leaving red at the cashier whom he was sort of friends with. "Seen my sister?" He asked, making small talk as the cashier nodded.

Soon Ezia walked back wearing a skin tight red and black dress that made Red raise an eyebrow. He seen at least twenty different outfits in her hand including her original assassin attire. Red sighed and reached into his pocket pulling out his wallet as he grunt. He pulled out his last one hundred dollar bill. He didn't want the other to know he was becoming broke so he put on a shaky smile. After he paid for the dresses he walked out with her putting the rest in s satchel on his bike. He chuckled as he turned to her. "You look great." He muttered out kindly.

He then got on his bike with her, driving off as he grunted, driving past a lot of traffic before noticing she was taking a fancy to the new surroundings. "Told you many things have changed." He spoke, pulling next to a small restaurant as he got off his bike, guiding her inside of the building. Hopefully she wouldn't take the meal the wrong way.