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Oh, I've tried...

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SO I had to start over but heeeeey

Just thought I'd drop a hint

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[Coffee shop aus are my favourite. :'D Also I can't draw Connor and should say the inspiration came from Maliks-butt. I'm sorry?]

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"And if that is too romantic, I am quite fond of his tenassity."

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Vieri likes who he is well enough not to see any reason to change. Besides, I feel any opportunities for true change would have had to have been during his childhood. Such as not having Francesco as a father, for example.

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Ooooh, nothing too drastic~

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Federico: Family bonding~

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I call it "Ode to Italian Sausage."

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[A/N: Sorry for the wait, guys. Busy week and I'm slow at writing fics these days. :P Story and a couple illustrations below the cut.]

Federico never missed an opportunity to make Vieri’s life a little harder.  It was a pastime that the other had taken a shine to in the last few months. Normally, all that entailed was banter, one-upmanship, and stalking.  If any resulted in a hunt, they ended with a kiss to the hand or, god forbid, forehead. It made Vieri’s blood boil even thinking about it, but at least he could be thankful that Federico was mindful enough to never do it out in the open. Hat theft could now be added to the list of reasons why Vieri wanted to break his face. An hour. That was how long the stupid chase had gone on. That’s how long Vieri had been chasing that Auditore bastard all over Florence. There were several instances in which the Pazzi lost sight of him.  Never for too long, no. Whenever he thought to give up, Federico would be there to dangle the item just out of reach and the game began anew. Federico’s assholery and Vieri’s rage taking them to new heights, literally. They’d left the safety of the streets to fumble along the rooftops, shouting and cursing every step. Alright, maybe that was just Vieri but goddamn if he didn’t want to drive his fist into Federico’s smug face. He entertained the idea of the Auditore falling and breaking his neck.  The thought brought a malicious smile to his face. “Daydreaming about me, amore?”  Federico wasn’t too far ahead of him, arrogant grin forever in place. Oh, how he wished to rip the damned thing off and throw it into the arno. As he snarled in reply, the thief leapt to a lower roof, disappearing from view. Vieri was swift to follow suit, too quickly in fact. He botched the landing, left leg buckling under his weight and sending him reeling towards the ledge. A hat. He was going to die over a hat. Vieri was going to die all because some asshole stole his fucking hat, and thought running three fucking stories off the ground was a fanfuckingtastic idea. Or he would have, had Federico not grabbed one of his (not) flailing wrists to prevent the fall. He was still leaning out over the street. That bastard was purposely letting him hang, while wearing his hat.

"I had no idea that you would fall so quickly for me.  I'm flattered~" Vieri's lip curled in disgust once he regained his composure. "Pull me up, stronzo!" The other man inclined his head, hummed, and Vieri could have swore he saw his face crack at how wide his grin became," No. I think I like you right where you are, caro." "Don't call me that!" An involuntary noise escaped as Federico let him slip a little in his grasp. And he had the audacity to laugh, in his face. "Pull me up or I'll wring your fucking neck!" "Do you normally threaten the one saving your life?" "Auditore!" Federico chuckled. “Always with the last name.” And like that, he effortlessly hoisted the smaller man up and away from the ledge. He did not, however, relinquish his hold. When Vieri attempted to rectify this with a fist, the Auditore caught it and... He was being kissed.

It took Vieri's mind a minute to process what was happening. Even longer to grasp that he had begun to reciprocate the gesture.  When the fuck did that ever become an okay thing to do? Embarrassment crawled up his neck and face, and when Federico opened his mouth to say something undoubtedly smug Vieri punched him square in the nose. He toppled back and off the roof, but no sounds of broken bone or agonized screaming graced the Pazzi’s ears. A quick glance down had him wanting to tear his hair out. The lucky bastard landed in a hay cart, grinning and spinning Vieri’s hat on the tip of a finger. Beside the cart stood Ezio, who shared Vieri’s bewildered expression. The two exchanged looks before the young Auditore made a retching sound. Vieri might’ve found this funny under normal circumstances. Federico climbed out of the tumbrel, wiping blood on his sleeve, and tossed the hat onto the roof. “It seems we’ll have to continue another night.” When Vieri made no move for it he just winked and led his baby brother away. Vieri could still hear Ezio gagging and shrieking at his sibling a couple blocks away.

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[A/N: Continuation of this.]

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Everyone dies eventually. I don't see why I should care...

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"I always knew the other family existed, and I wish I could say that our first meeting had been under better circumstances. The Pazzi had recently suffered a loss and I, being the charmer I am, decided to help out one day.

Vieri was little older than Ezio. I assumed what worked for my brother would work for Vieri as well.

He, uh, broke my nose.

It was the first, and last, time I saw Vieri cry openly. It was after the incident that I began to notice him more. He stopped smiling and began acting out. 

I imagine it had a lot to do with his father...cazzo di merda."

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(A/N: Here's to hoping that I can start updating regularly again sometime soon. :'D Sorry for the lack of serious answers. )