As i looked below I saw beautiful Cristina Vespucci entering her home for nightfall. My brother noticed me looking at her. "Brother! Leave young Cristina to sleep!" Federico told me. "Sorry brother... I cannot resist!". Below the church was a stack of hay. I stood on the edge of the church and dove into the hay. I hurt myself a bit but it was worth Cristina. I whispered but in such a tone it made it seem like a loud whisper. "Cristina! Cristina!" I said from below her window. She opened her window to see me. "Ezio?" she questioned." Yes it is me... Ezio.. May I.. come in?" I spoke delightfully. "Ofcourse." . I climbed up to her window. She reached her handout to help me in. I spent the night there.
Later in the morning I strolled on home. My father was there to greet me. "Son... I heared about last night." "Father it was no big deal.. Cristina let me in!" I replied to soften him up." What is this I hear of Cristina? I meant about your fight with the Pazzi's." My father replied."Are...You mad father?" I questioned him. He then smiled. "Mad!? How could I be mad! You remind me of myself when I was your age! Fighting such pains as Pazzi during day and Pertruding women at night!" I laughed. My father put his arm around me and took me inside. "Son.. Your sister Claudia is very upset.. I need you to talk to her.. Make her feel better." My father said to me. "I will father." My father walked away and I saw my younger sister Claudia crying on the bench. I sat next to her and put my arm around her to comfort her. "Why must you cry Claudia?" I asked my sister. "I think Duccio has been unfaithfull!" She told me. I felt anger. I clunched a fist. I never liked Duccio he was very arrogant, almost as arrogant as the Pazzi's. "I will go have a talk with Duccio.."
As I strolled through the town I saw Duccio. He was speaking with another women.
"But what about Claudia?" The women said.
"What about Claudia! She's too dumb to figure our hidden relationship! Besides you are much better than her!" Duccio replied. The women giggled.
"Hey! Duccio!" I said as I approached him.
"Ahh Ezio! My friend! How are you?" He asked me. I sped up towards him. I threw my fist at him. Anger rushed threw my blood. He fell to the ground. "What the hell is wrong with you Ezio!" Duccio said getting up. "Whats wrong with me? Whats wrong with you? Being unfaithfull to Claudia! Claudia is twice the women then this whore!" I spoke as I pointed to the women with Duccio. "You've brought anger upon me Ezio.." he stood up to punch me. But I caught his fist. He looked frightend as I squeezed his fist. I hit him with my open hand. He fell to the ground again. "Ezio ... you...you weak piece of crap!" He stood up and spat at me. He hopelessly fell back down. "Pathetic.." I kicked his stomach. "Ever come near Claudia again! And I will kill you!" I yelled as he scurried away.
I rushed home to relax. As i flung open the door my mother Maria Auditore was standing there. "Ezio, How pleasant to see you my son." She kissed my cheek. My mother was very classy. "Hello Mother" I said. "Ezio I need to deliver some paintings to a friend of mine, I'd like you to join me." My mother said. I huffed "Yes Mother..." I picked up the chest of paintings and I followed my mother. "So Ezio.. I heared about your encounter with the Pazzi's last night." My mother said to break the silence. "Yes mother.. He was asking for it!" I said with such delight. "I do not care Ezio! I fear that man is plotting with Cesare Borgia." My mother explained. "What is this roumer about Cesare Borgia? Is it true mother?" I frightfully said. "I hope not Ezio" my mother huffed. "Here we are. We stopped infront of a modern looking house. My mother knocked on the door. We were greeted by a man. He looked very gentle as if he was not into fighting like most men are in Firenze. "Ezio this is Leonardo.. Leonardo da Vinci. Hes a very talented artist." Leonardo blushed. "Nice to meet you Ezio." He shook my hand. "But Mrs.Auditore I am not too sure about being talented! I have had no progress recently in ideas!" Leonardo said as he turned to my mother. "Leonardo! Do not say such silliness! You will be a famous artist someday!" My mother said. Leonardo smiled. "Thank you Mrs.Auditore" he replied. We gave him the chest of paintings, talked a bit more then we walked back home. I was very tired now.
