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Post by LEONZIO EZZELIN MELCHIORRE on Jan 24, 2010 22:25:28 GMT -5
You should be able to turn it into gentleness,
The strength obtained from the pain. [/size][/font]  -----------------------------------[/center] Go in, submit guitar, wait a few minutes while browsing their selection, retake guitar, pay and leave...That was perhaps a routine he would go through every few months when he needed to his precious instrument to be worked on. It was his only one after all, and it being a Les Paul made all the more important for him to maintain it at its peak performance. It was sad though since lately he had not been able to play it so much, the male feeling rather rusty now ever since the whole butler-lady thing happened. Sure, he did not always need to help her out, but he always did try to keep himself available to her in cases that she did. Still, at times he was nothing but trouble for her, his careless demeanor being something more of a great liability in his work. And yet thankfully, that personality of his has yet to do anything to that guitar of his. It was something he always wanted to take great care of, his awareness of his surroundings a little more at peak than when he acts as a servant. Although an admirable trait, it would be more suitable if he was always in such a state for her sake.
Those usual words were heard at his back as he made his way out the store, Leonzio waving as he stepped outside into the halls of the grand shopping mall. With his current business now over and done with, he still had the rest of the day to do whatever he wish to do, especially with no lady to watch over every minute. It was nice that she never really made it an obligation for him to do everything for her, the male seemingly having it a little easy compared to some of the other butlers. Housework was not so much of a problem since she did not seem to appreciate it when he got his hand on some of her stuff, probably knowing he might end up breaking them. He already did so with several pieces of chinaware they have among other fragile things. Speaking of which, he should probably buy a new cup for himself, since his last one is already shattered into tiny pieces. How he ever gained the talent to easily shatter stuff was beyond him, but it might have something to do with the trauma he had on his head when he was younger. Perhaps the side of his brain related to balance and coordination got rather messed up, along with maybe a bit of his common sense. I should probably try replacing all those things I broke. he thought to himself as he made his way around the Galleria.
As expected of a weekend, the place was crowded as usual, with mostly the youth going about their day enjoying themselves along with some older adults that have nothing better to do. Unlike most of the people there, he was all alone, wandering through this rather large structure with only his guitar was his companion. It was a little enviable, seeing the other people enjoy themselves with friends and family whilst he was there with no one else. Not that he did not like being solitary, but he would not deny that being in the company of others was still a nice feeling. Come to think of it, he never really accompanied his lady anywhere else outside from the confines of the school. Not that they were close or anything. Their relationship was strictly professional, or is supposed to be anyway. He was the servant and she was the master, nothing more. Until now, that was all he really thought regarding the things between them. It was sensible since it was his job, yet also a sad thought. To not be able to consider his lady as a friend…was that really something impossible? Besides having that kind of relation, friendship was not banned between the two, right? The thoughts were just too troubling to bother with.
A sudden pause in his walk, his eye spying one store that caught his eye for a moment. It wasn’t a place that he would not dare venture it, for it was a little too cute for even him to bother with. However, a certain image of a person crossed his mind remembering the things she kept in her room, still unable to comprehend when she was obsessed with that kind of stuff when it seemed rather contrary to her personality. “I wonder what she doing right now,” he said softly, suddenly thinking about her for a moment. -----------------------------------
Don’t hesitate to cry and rely on me,
I decided long ago to accept all your burdens.
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Post by ISABELLA VERDI QUORRA on Jan 26, 2010 18:29:37 GMT -5
   --- this time that we waste,.[/color][/size][/font] ( BUT I STILL LOVE YOUR TASTE )[/center]
It was such a pain. Everywhere she went, she was never alone. They were always following her, without being seen. Watching every thing she did, it was such a pain in the ass. Still, there was nothing, absolutely nothing she could do about it. It wasn't like she could just go and simply say leave me alone, or go away. They worked for her stubborn father after all. Everyone knows what the boss says goes, even if the boss's daughter objects to it, even though she could take better care of herself than all the men who were sent out to keep an eye on her could. Even though if she wanted to she could easily kick all their asses, they would still stick to the mission. Protecting her, it really pissed her off to be so underestimated. Why the hell did she have to be so unlucky to have a mafia boss, not to mention one of the most famous in Italy, to be her father? Even if the man did it because he loved her, Isabella couldn't help but hate him even more for being so oblivious to the fact that she hates him. It made it even worse now that Dante was trying to make her forgive him. Which side was her brother on anyways?
For now though she would just have to ignore them, later on she'd find a way to lose them. Either that or just return to the school. That is somethign she doesn't want to do just yet. It sometimes became quite boring at the school, studying and being kept in her room if not taking a class. So now that it was a weekend she was overly happy being able to get out a bit. She wasn't sure what she was going to do exactly, though she had a large sum of money in her pocket so whether she decided to go shopping for clothes or out to eat she would be set and ready to go. So what exactly did she want to do today? Well she isn't really sure, so she hoped if she walked around a bit she would find something. She remembered the broken chinaware that needed to be repaired thanks to Leon, though she'd get that later on. Coming to the window of her favorite clothing store she stopped to look. It seemed that the store had just gotten a few new items, and the one showing in the window was something that Bella had to have. Hurrying into the store she immediately asked to try the dress on. She also asked them to prepare a pair of shoes that would match. After putting the dress on and looking into the mirror she smiled. It was amazingly cute. The dress was a dark shade of purple, it was cute short and a bit revealing around the chest area, but she loved it. The strap which came up like a halter top was made to look like a silver belt. She didn't hesitate to buy it and a pair of matching silver heels, she even decided to ware it out of the store.
She couldn't wait to see what her father would say. He;d probably flip and say that she was never aloud to ware it, but oh well, she would anyways. She was even more excited to let Leon see it. He'd probably just blush and avoid looking at her. She blushed at the thought and slung her purse over she shoulder. She had left her other clothes at the store, they knew her well enough so they said that she could pick them up later. As she walked people stared at her, though her mind was still stuck on Leo. What if he doesn't like it? He should know by now that I like to ware these kind of clothes, I don't know why, I just do." She sighed loudly before a grin appeared on her face. Wait...maybe he'll be a bit mad that I would ware something like this out in public. That would mean he's jealous that other guys can look at me right? Well, like that would happen anyways. He probably sees our relationship completely professional. It would be nice though....if he returned my feelings." Bella couldn't help but admit to herself that she had feelings for Leon, ones that were more than just their Lady Butler relationship. Of course, she hadn't said anything to him about it.
She was just about to come to the store were she had bought all her little secret items when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Turning around she saw a man probably a few years older than her. He had a grin on his face and a few male friends at his side. "Hey toots, how bout you come play with us for a bit." Bella pushed his hand off of her shoulder. "Sorry, but I don't play with men like you. Disgusting." This time they surrounded her and one grabbed her arm. "Come one, we promise to entertain you." She heard one whisper in her ear. She was getting quite annoyed now. "Don't put your filthy hands on me." Where were the body guards now, when she actually needed them? When one of the men leaned in to kiss her she slapped him across the face hard. People were starting to look now. "Tch. This bitch is a bit feisty."
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Post by LEONZIO EZZELIN MELCHIORRE on Jan 26, 2010 21:58:01 GMT -5
You should be able to turn it into gentleness,
The strength obtained from the pain. [/size][/font] -----------------------------------[/center] A shop filled with perhaps one of the cutest things in existence, and yet there Leon was, staring through the window from the outside, peering over at the things within. It was perhaps an awkward scene to look at, any passerby thinking he might be some weirdo for suddenly catching in interest in those things. Not that any of it was true though. He personally had no real interest in stuff like that, but he definitely knew someone that did. That girl was probably obsessed with the stuff, so much that she forced him to make sure no one else would enter that room they share, lest he wants to be buried six feet under. She would seriously flip and probably shoot him down if anyone else found out her little collection of cutesy stuff. The very thought scared him greatly, especially since she did seem like she would seriously do it. Until now, he seemed to have been rather lucky to not invoke her wrath upon himself, even though he’s made a few small mistakes already, majority involving breaking china, and making a mess here and there. At least her collection is unharmed, right? There was no way he was going to put his hands on them.
It was an unexpected feeling; him suddenly thinking about his lady as he stood there in front of that simple little store. What was strange about it though was that it was not the typical way he would think of her. Sure it was natural that the butler would wonder about his lady every now and then, thinking if she was in any actual need for him or if there was anything at all she wanted him to do for her. That way of thinking was natural for his job. Yet, it did not seem to feel that way for him. It was more on personal concern for her, the male consciously thinking of her out of the bounds of his duty. It was a feeling he was having ever since he started the job serving her, something rather unsettling, and one that would every well break the rules that governed that academy. Still, he would try to deny them, knowing full well that it was not his place to hold such affections towards that girl. No doubt he believed she would grow to be a very fine woman one day, yet, he was probably never going to see that happen. He only had perhaps another year left to be with her…another year to hold these feelings yet resist them. For his own sake though, he has to persevere. He could not let her know about them…No, he was afraid to let her know about them.
Leonzio started to shake his head before slapping his cheeks lightly while trying to get all those thought he was having at the moment out of his head. What was supposed to be a day for him to spend away from her was turning into a session of him thinking about her. And why did it have to happen? It was that entire stores fault for making him think she would like such a place, probably go crazy over whatever what was inside, then later think of a few more things that made him flush up lightly. His feeling of an unrequited love…Did he just have to go that far to think such things? Right now, he definitely felt the need to undergo retraining in the butler academy just to straighten out his thinking. Either that of get professional help from a doctor since that blow to the head seemed to be making him think crazy things now. It was impossible anyway; his feelings for her nothing but a foolish childish dream. Hell, she was much younger than he was anyway, well not too much, but still having several years parting them. Knowing her father a little based of stories, there was also the fear that daddy might not love the idea of his little girl going out with a butler of all things. Thing might end up worse for him, probably be forced to swim with the fishes instead of being buried in the ground. Now that he thinks about it, she might have gotten her threatening side from that person. He heaved a sigh, unsure about himself, Either way, I’m screwed no matter what I do…
Just about ready to take his leave from the spot he was on, a sound caught his attention from behind: a loud slap which echoed a bit through the halls. He turned on his heels like a soldier, adjusting the strap which held the guitar on his back before fixing his eyes on the scene behind him. It was one of those usual occurrences: a lone girl being harassed by a few horny guys, the lady perhaps being a little too attractive for her own good. She was wearing something any depraved guy would drool over, and no doubt it suited that slim figure she had. He really could not understand the fashion sense of women; they were the most eye-catching revealing clothes, yet knowing that there are those kinds of guys that would go after them. What happened to the virtue of modesty anyway? If they did not want to be annoyed by such thugs, put on a little more clothes to cover up parts you don’t want others to see, right? Even his own lady collected those kinds of apparel, and very expensive ones for that matter. Still, he would hate to see her surrounded like that. If she was in that kind of situation though, she would probably…
It was then that his thinking suddenly stopped, if he something had suddenly struck him into realization. He was an idiot: too busy thinking of ‘what ifs’ that he failed to notice what was happening in front of him. That long ocean green hair and that youthful attractive face of her…He face-palmed himself as he thought about it more clearly, the male not able to think of anyone else. You’ve got to be kidding me… were the first things that came to mind, followed by a Crap. I really gotta do something about this. Whether their meeting there was a mere coincidence or something more would have to come later, but for now, he had more important things to do. Still, fighting was not going to solve anything, a more subtle approach needed instead. He cleared his throat before walking briskly towards the group, playing an impromptu skit he came up with to get her out of there. Oi~! Bella! Sorry I’m late for our date, you didn’t-” he said to her before turning his attention to the guys there while giving off a sort of scowl, ”Hm? Is there some business you have with her?” He only hoped she'd notice the whole act. -----------------------------------
Don’t hesitate to cry and rely on me,
I decided long ago to accept all your burdens.
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Post by ISABELLA VERDI QUORRA on Feb 11, 2010 21:52:34 GMT -5
--- this time that we waste,. [/color][/size][/font] ( BUT I STILL LOVE YOUR TASTE )[/center]
It was most likely that people like this were a reason for her nasty attitude sometimes. That's right, for once it wasn't her father's fault. She wasn't surprised of the sudden crowd of horny men, she was basically used to it by now. Of course she isn't acting like she was stuck up or anything, she actually doesn't get why guys can't find some other girl. Maybe she is just in the wrong place at the wrong place. Bella is completely oblivious to the fact that it's because she is half naked. She couldn't help but keep thinking how idiotic they looked, trying so hard just to get in her pants, not like she was even wearing any. They could at least be a little good looking. Why is it always the guys who think they are hot when they are totally not. Okay, so maybe she was thinking a little snobby, but it is just because she is annoyed. If a guy was surrounded by a bunch of annoying horny girls wouldn't he feel annoyed, well, most likely not. Men were such disgusting creatures to her.
Well except for Leo, he is the one guy she can actually stand. Why couldn't he be here right now? Surely he would save her from this mess. Of course Isabella could handle this herself, by the look of the guys they looked weak. Even though there was more than one, they were against a pissed off girl who just happens to be the daughter of a famous mafia family. Not only that, but she is one of the strongest members in the whole family. This is such a pain, it'll be difficult for me to fight in this outfit. Sighing she stepped back a bit, she could smell beer in the man's breath. It disgusted her. It's the early in the afternoon, why the hell would they be drinking already. Even though she had never had any alcohol before she was sure it was something that was for later in the evening. Whatever. "Call me a bitch again and see what happens." The men just smiled.
There were a few things she could do. She could just proceed to kick their asses and cause a scene, call her father and order him to send people, or tell the men who she was and see if they leave. Soon, none of these were needed. Like he had read her thoughts Leo had appeared at her side, his guitar in a case on his back. She raised an eyebrow as he mentioned something about being on a date, though she soon figured it out and smiled. Even though she was a bit embarrass about it she wrapped her arms around his arm and pushed her chest against him. "Leo~" Bella pretended to whine. "These guys keep bothering me, asking me to do dirty things with them." She looked up to him with big eyes and then turned to them and stuck out her tongue. The men seemed to get the picture and they didn't look as interested anymore.
"We were just telling her not to dress so much like a slut." One said. Bella scowled at him and then entangled her fingers through his. "What's it to you, I'm taken anyways." She shot them a smile that said 'Jealous much?' Then without another word they turned and left. She stayed din her position until the men were out of sight. Her face flushed a light red and she pulled away from Leo. "Um...sorry, and thanks." She said quietly as she looked away. All of a sudden she felt so self conscious,and vulnerable.
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Post by LEONZIO EZZELIN MELCHIORRE on Feb 12, 2010 0:34:08 GMT -5
You should be able to turn it into gentleness,
The strength obtained from the pain. [/size][/font] -----------------------------------[/center] It was a rather strange turn of events indeed, the situation transforming from a simple trip to have his instrument adjusted and cleaned, to having to help his lady get out from a certain predicament. It was surely a surprise for him though, never expecting to actually bump into her in this place while he was on his day off. Still he was in luck that they did so coincidentally, and based on how the guys’ looked, they definitely would not be able to tell what their real relationship would be since the two of them were in casual clothing. Speaking of clothing, the male hid the fact that he was a little surprised seeing his lady wearing something so…bold. Granted that he knew that she was into those attires, he never really actually seen her wear one until now. Considering the current situation, he could not allow himself to show any signs of him being enthralled in her current apparel, instead trying to focus more on those horny bastards hitting on her. He could sense it from their mouths anyway, the faint scent of alcohol that trailed out of their mouth each time they breath; a rather nauseating smell even though he also drank on a few occasions. Intoxicated men were never really sane, and for that, he knew he needed to get her safely away from them first.
What was originally a serious façade he wore changed suddenly into a semi-bashful one, the male suddenly taken off guard by his lady’s actions as she tried to play along with the act he set up. A certain warmth suddenly filled his right arm along with a soft sensation which leaned upon it, face turning into a slight hue of pink yet restrained enough to not make it too obvious; lest, they get a very good look at him. Even though he was hoping she would follow his lead on the scenario he was making up, he never really thought she’d get too into it, her own acting almost convincing him as well that they were a couple. From their closeness to even the way she addressed him with a sweet voice, it was almost something he would have seen in a dream, not deny that indeed he did have some sort of hopes as strange as it was. “They did, hm?” he said in response to her, trying to keep a level-head and not let his tumultuous feelings get the best of him. I’m just her butler. he thought to himself to keep himself relaxed. This is just to get Bella to safety. Nothing more. He told himself this, yet he still felt a small sense of bliss from being rather close to her, the male having some wishful thinking which made him absentminded for a few moments.
That trail of daydreaming thoughts broke though when he heard what one of the guys said, those words also being like a blow towards Leonzio as well. He gave a scowl towards them as he felt the need to slam his fist into one of their faces, yet with his good arm being held at the moment, doing so was no possible. Despite how his lady dressed, he knew better than anyone that she was not that kind of girl, or at least he deluded himself to believing that. He only really knew her when she was in the school grounds, never before really going out with her on more casual occasions such as this. Still her retaliating words were still enough to put an even deeper blush on his cheeks if not for his resistance, hands slightly hesitating to grip hers as their fingers entangled for a moment. Watching on as the group of depraved men moved away to another part of the mall, he held his breath for a while longer trying to keep an unfazed face on, the male exhaling deeply as he was rather relieved that this little trial was over and done with.
“I-it’s quite alright. It’s a good thing I noticed what was going on,” he replied while trying to avoid eye contact with her for a moment as he face gave in finally turning a sort of shade of red. He was feeling rather awkward being around her now, still having trouble believing all that really happened. For a moment he glanced over her way, also seeing that she might have been a little embarrassed doing all that. It was cute really, enough to make him suddenly chuckle lightly to himself as he tried not to think about it too much. What matters right now was that she was safe, especially with him around to guard her from any more unwanted pests. -----------------------------------
Don’t hesitate to cry and rely on me,
I decided long ago to accept all your burdens.
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Post by ISABELLA VERDI QUORRA on Feb 15, 2010 19:22:16 GMT -5
--- this time that we waste,. [/color][/size][/font] ( BUT I STILL LOVE YOUR TASTE )[/center]
It was almost embarrassing for her. Even though at one point she was wishing for him to show up, thinking about it again, she hated herself for even thinking of it. Not only that, but today was his day off. A day to do whatever he wanted, and a chance to get away from Isabella. She never minded giving him a day off, the only problem with it to her was not being able to see him the whole day. She usually tried to make plans. For example, today after shopping she had planned to stop home for a bit. And not home as in the school boarding house but as in her real home, the place where she would find her father, and a few other family members. If she would have said anything to Leo she'd bet he'd be confused. He knew she hated her father. Though the reason of going there was urgent, well to her it was at least. So with her plans, running into her butler didn't make anything better. Or easier. Yet, it was better than having to deal with the drunk idiots herself. Still, he had to see her like this, which she did want, and then again didn't. With every up for Isabella there is usually a down.
As he replied, she couldn't help but look away and smile to herself. Even if it was just an act, she was enjoying it. Sure she teased him plenty of times before in the dorm, of course nothing over the line, but being in public like this really made her feel like they were a couple. If only this was for real.. She looked back up at Leo. Wait, why did I think that? That's totally not something I can do, I shouldn't even think about it. Bella quickly looked away and her face flushed a light pink. It's not like she doesn't have feelings for him, she definitely does, though there were two problems. One, she had no idea if he liked her back. And two, if they did end up liking each other, if they were caught, she'd most likely not see him again, the school is to blame for that reason. Well whatever, for now she was going to enjoy this. It was nice to be able to touch him without him saying anything about it. If he did complain about it later she would just say it was his idea to act like a couple, he never said there were any limits or boundaries.
Isabella held onto Leon a bit tighter, knowing if he wanted to he could rip the guys to shreds. She didn't need a scene to caused, but even more she didn't want to see him like that. For a moment she became distracted as he also entangled his fingers with hers. She was guessing he wouldn't do so, but he did, and this made her very happy. Though it didn't last very long, it was her fault for letting go of him, even though she wanted to just stay like that for a while longer.
She nodded at his comment. Was it a good thing he showed up? Bella could feel his eyes on her but didn't dare to look his way, what the hell was wrong with her all of a sudden. Her legs started to feel like jello. She didn't even hear him chuckle. Her heart was pounding and she wondered if he could hear it. Without really thinking she grabbed his hand with hers once more, though this time it was for a different reason. What..is this. This feeling..it's fear. But why am I only afraid now? Why am I afraid at all. Being to proud she couldn't even realize that previous situation had actually made her very frightened. The reason she only noticed it now is because she only thinks about things after they happened. Bella knew that those men had been thinking disgusting things, because of her damn pride there was no way she was going to admit that it had been dangerous. Her breath was shaky but the presence of Leo calmed her. It was a good thing he showed up after all.
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Post by LEONZIO EZZELIN MELCHIORRE on Feb 16, 2010 6:52:23 GMT -5
You should be able to turn it into gentleness,
The strength obtained from the pain. [/size][/font] -----------------------------------[/center] For a moment, Leonzio kept reliving the short moment they had in his head, unable to get those feelings he had earlier out of his head. She clung rather closely to him after all, the male feeling a sort of bliss as she did which had a double effect of calming and stimulating him at the same time. Although she did always seem to toy with him a little, this kind of teasing was a little too much, almost like being given a little too much ‘fan service’ as she stayed close while acting like his girl to get those drunks away. Even though he was not that comfortable with how the play he staged was turning out, he could not say he did not like this, despite knowing the rules that were supposed to be governing him. If any of the other ladies or teachers saw them like that and recognized them, they would truly be in a lot of trouble, with him losing his only source of income and even more, be separated from a person he had gained a certain sense of affection for. He did not want that, nor could stand such a thought, deciding to hold back whatever he might be feeling for her as something that was only temporary. He knew they weren’t going to be together forever, believing that she might forget all about him once she leaves the wall of the academy permanently.
He still was feeling rather weird, his heart beating a little fast after everything that had taken place all at once, not really understanding why he was letting those feeling overcome him. Seeing that look on her sure made him want to laugh a little, yet he still could not understand why he found it amusing. It was a different face she had on, one that he could never easily recall seeing on her before since she was usually the one to make him feel rather embarrassed and awkward with her incessant teasing at times. It was really a first, but perhaps that was not really the only reason why he was laughing at the situation. From beginning to end, the whole scenario was just a strange coincidental meeting, with him fatefully seeing his very own lady in such a place; albeit, being somewhat harassed by a few men. The feelings were mixed, the male really unsure how he really wanted to react since it all happened spontaneously.
“Sorry about that,” he said as he shifted his gaze to look at her, the male suddenly pausing for a moment as he watched her a bit. It was at that very moment that his very expression changed, shifting from that cheerful demeanor he was putting up to hide his uncomfortable feelings in the situation earlier. It was like a certain switch went off within him: a switch which governed his rather caring and concern feelings. By looking at her, it was as if he could immediately tell something was wrong with her, that expression being something different from what he perceived from her a few moments ago. It was like as if she had undergone something traumatic, as if something rather fearful had appeared before her which took away her usual courageous and gutsy self. It was a totally different Isabella that he was seeing before himself, one where she seemed scared about something. His blue eyes gazed downward as he felt rather pathetic about himself now, never realizing that she might have actually been frightened when confronted by those uncouth men. She was still a girl after all, one that still needed to be protected no matter how strong she tried to make herself look. As a butler, he failed to see this for a second, instead finding some sort of amusement in this twist of fate. He was too busy thinking about himself to not notice her fear.
I really am an idiot…
Perhaps it was just by mere instinct or force of impulse, but he found himself moving a little closer to her, arms suddenly wrapping around her softly like trying to make her realize that he was still there. He could not really stand it, seeing his lady in a rather shaken state, much more someone he secretly loved. It did not matter to him at the moment if people saw them anyway, the onlookers probably convinced already that they were actually a couple in the first place. Of course it was rather embarrassing to hold her in public, but at the moment it did not cross his mind. He was worried about her, and he felt she needed some support, with him being the only one that can afford to give it to her. “We should take it easy somewhere…” he said softly to her, knowing that it would probably be a good idea for both of them to take it easy for a moment. -----------------------------------
Don’t hesitate to cry and rely on me,
I decided long ago to accept all your burdens.
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