{AWKWARD INTRODUCTIONS//} Leonzio

[ISABELLA VERDI QUORRA]

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or as long as she could remember she hated her father. Despised him. Though it wasn;t always this way. They never really had a great relationship, as he was always away and at work. Still, when her mother was alive she loved her father. Looked up to him really. Knowing that he was one of the most powerful men in Italy. He loved her as well, or so she guessed. Every time he was gone for a long time he always brought back something for her. It always made her smile. The way her parents loved each other was nice to, always saying I love you and such. So why did the outcome turn out so bad? Why didn't her father come to her mother's funeral, why didn't he seem sad. And why did he never speak the same way. His eyes turned cold and harsh. Like all he could focus on was work. Why the hell did he all of a sudden think he had to protect his daughter. Isabella could care less if it was out of love, she would never forgive him. Even if he did everything for her.

Maybe it was also his fault that Isabell is the way she is today. Harsh, serious, and down right cold. Why she could never fall in love, or even be kind. He could even be the reason why she still can't show her other side to people. Then again, maybe she just needs someone to actually be there for her, someone to care for her and teach her things. Staring off into space a voice brought her back. It took a moment for it to set it and when ti did she quickly turned to see Leon going for her cell phone. Her eyes widened a bit and she shot out of her chair causing it to fall down. Coming into contact with him she pushed him down on her bed so he was facing up. She sat atop his chest and placed her hand over his mouth while the other held the phone up to her ear.

Isabella had an annoyed look on her face as she answered. "Hello daddy." She managed to say in a sweet voice. Despite how much hate she had for the man, she never let him know. Not yet. "What took you so long to answer the phone?" She heard him say back. "Ah, sorry I was cooking something." He then said somethign about her butler coming, looking down to Leon she chuckled. "Yeah he's here. He seems nice, yes I know. Okay, bye bye." She closed the phone and sighed. Looking down she pulled her hand away from the man's lips. "I was joking. Sorry, I should have made myself more clear." Isabella had finally calmed down and she managed to speak to him normally. Though not just normally, but a bit nicer as well. She didn't even notice the weird position they were in.

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notes; i like this post for some reason <3
listening to; With U by big bang

[LEONZIO EZZELIN MELCHIORRE]

Let me hear your voice just a little...
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Though still with several hints of hesitation in him, he could not just ignore his lady’s orders to him. What else was Leonzio supposed to do anyway? Decline the order? What kind of butler would he be then if he would not do what he was told? Of course, there are perhaps some orders you cannot really do under any circumstance, but this was one he could not exactly ignore. There was of course his sense of curiosity and duty as well. He was a butler assigned mainly to protect her as long as she was in the academy. If the caller was someone she disliked, then he naturally would need to take some measure to safeguard her from such a person. Naturally, the first thing he needed to do was find that person’s identity.

Leonzio outstretched his arm for the device, wanting to just get it over with soon since the ringing was truly getting irritating. He really was seriously going to take it, but as he reached out for it, there was a force that prevented him from doing so. His azure hues glanced over at where a stumbling sound came from, yet whilst he was turning to face the direction, he felt something small tackle into his frame strong enough to make him face back. Luckily, the surface he was falling upon was a soft one, the mattress being soft enough to prevent him from getting injured. He darted his stare at the young lady as she pinned him down, a feeling of extreme confusion overwhelming him. “W-What the big de-mmph!” he tried to exclaim before she suddenly shut his mouth with one of her small hands. He struggled a little until he saw her pick up the cell with the other hand, the male growing silent as she spoke to the person on the other line. She sounded so much different as they engaged in a conversation, but something about it made him feel unsettled. The person she did not want to speak to…

Her…father?

The dialogue did not take too long, Isabella shortly hanging up the phone after that brief talk. He was a little more confused now though, not just because of the position she put him in; rather, for who it was she was avoiding to speak to. For someone who doesn’t recall having a family at all, he could not comprehend why she did not want to speak with her parent. Just what kind of circumstance was she in for her to act in such a way earlier? Either way, the very thought saddened him a little.

As she removed as hand from his mouth, he looked up at her as she spoke again, though her tone was like when she was talking on the phone earlier. From the angle he was looking at her, she sure seemed rather cute. Yet as he thought about it now, there was another thing rather wrong with this picture. It did not take him too long to notice though, his face quickly flushing up a deep red, while trying to avoid her gaze. ”U-Uhm…” he stuttered, not really sure what to say, nor how he should really react. Either way, it might have been a good idea to tell her to get off.

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he had ignored his struggles as she spoke on the phone. Actually the reason she wanted him to be quiet was because her father. He already had plenty of people under his control the last thing she needed was her butler to get involved with the drama. So far she has succeeded in making her father stay away from the people she cared about, well the few at least. She was also doing very well when it came to keeping him form her personal life, which is exactly what she wants. Still she keeps her hatred for him a secret because she wants to attack when he is most vulnerable. Isabella wants him to feel the way she did when her mother passed away.

Hearing him mumble something she raised a brow and examined his face. He was blushing quite a bit, which made him even more cuter, though she wanted to know why. Then looking down she remembered the position she had put him in. Her own face flushed as she hurried to get off. Though in her attempt she only managed to fall backward off the bed. She landed on her behind with a thump. A stuffed bear that was on a shelf had fallen down and hit her in the head. "Ow! She said as she sat there in a bit of shock. Though after a few moments she smiled and held back her laugh. Though it escaped her lips anyways. As she started to laugh it felt like she couldn't stop. Isabella wrapped her arms around her stomach and tried to calm herself. She was able to, though her eyes were a bit watery from laughing so hard. It's been awhile since I have laughed like that in front of someone. She was too lazy to get up plus her butt stil hurt a bit so her just sat there. "Sorry...that was a bit awkward." She said as her cheeks turned a light red color again.

After sighing she decided the blue haired man deserved an explanation. "As you may have guessed, that was my father. He's a famous boss in the mafia world. In my opinion he has too much power, and I hate him for it." She paused for a long time just staring at the floor. "It'd be best if you didn't get involved with him."

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notes; hate this post. sorry, kind of rushed it.
listening to; Did ya by Boa

[LEONZIO EZZELIN MELCHIORRE]

Let me hear your voice just a little...
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In a day, things went from somewhat discomforting to extremely awkward, with Leonzio suddenly pushed into his ladies bed and her mounting on him. Not that there was any ill or naughty intentions behind the act. He was close to actually answering that phone when it was not really her intention for him to do so, yet wasn’t there a better way to stop him from doing so? It was like she acted on sheer impulse to stop him from answering the call, when it would have been much easier to tell him not to. Not like he could have prevented something that already happened. He just hoped she didn’t misinterpret the situation to make matters more uncomfortable.

It did not take too long for her to notice what just happened though, his lady reacting in a slightly similar matter; albeit, her falling back suddenly was something different. It was definitely not the most graceful thing to ever witness, a chain reaction which mainly resulted from her mounting on him and ended with a teddy bear falling on her aqua-haired head. Though wanted to resist, he found himself cracking a smile, and later a small fit of laughter as she also did the same. It was just too funny, yet it seemed like a situation he would have found himself in due to his own careless nature. His eyes teared up a little as the laughter continued for a while, never imagining that his meeting with his lady would turn out something like how it has now. Still, the atmosphere now sure was much better than the tension earlier, and to see his lady laughing like that did make him feel better. Leonzio sat himself up as he tried avoiding getting to comfortable on her bed, his head shaking left and right hearing that apology. “Its fine,” he said as hit giggle started to settle down, the male gasping for some air to breathe in since he lost some of it earlier. “You sure can leave a guy a little breathless,” he said jokingly as he adjusted the coat he had on.

He listened to her intently as she spoke again, eyes fixed on her as she spoke a little. Funny that she would open herself up a little after that awkward scene, but it was nice that she cleared up a few things that he had a few questions to. A mafia boss for a father? It sure sounded like a tough situation, but Leon himself still had some trouble understanding why she hated him. In his case, he always wanted a parent or two, no matter who they might be as long as he was accepted. How a child could hate their parent really was beyond him. Still, seeing her show concern for him was rather nice. “I understand…"

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[ISABELLA VERDI QUORRA]

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She was glad he understood. Though just because he couldn't get involved with that part of her family doesn't mean he couldn't meet the next best thing. Dante, her brother. Well not really her brother, they aren't blood related, though they still act that way. Woah wait..why all of a sudden do I feel like it would be nice to let him meet Dante. Shit forget that, who knows what that stupid brother of mien would do to the guy living with me. Well there was one idea out the window. Though it really didn't matter. Leon was only there for her during school right? They both have other personal lives anyways. She let out a long sigh as she sat there. The next two years were going to be crazy. If this was only the first day, she couldn't wait to see what else there was in store.

After sighing again she pushed herself off the floor and stretched her arms out causing her shirt to come up just a bit more almost revealing the bottom of her bra. Then walking over to the bed she sat down next to Leo and leaned up against him. He felt warm up against her side in the cool room. "Why did you decide to become a butler?" She ask as she slid down and ended up with her head in his lap. She blushed just slightly, but remained normal. "I mean why would you want to serve someone like me?" She spoke bluntly. Bella was aware that what she said offended herself, but she wouldn't want to serve someone like herself. No way in hell. She'd rather live in the same house as her rather than do something like that.

She leaned up a bit placing a hand on each side of him, it was a bit of an awkward position. "And what's with the whole no love between a butler and a lady, that's just stupid. It's like they actually want you to, but you just aren't supposed to get caught. Like the real test it seeing if you have the skill to hide it. Stupid school..." She trailed off as she looked at his face. They were only a few inches apart and her chest was close to touching his. Then she quickly jumped off the bed and replaced the fallen teddy bear. "Would you..uh, mind starting the bath for me." Her body felt gross and dirty since she slept in so long. Before waiting for him to answer she went into the small kitchen and began making herself some coffee.

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[LEONZIO EZZELIN MELCHIORRE]

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If there was one thing he did learn in his life, it was to never get involved with shady folks like the mafia. He faintly remembers some theories regarding how he was abandoned, something about the mafia probably chasing his family down. Leonzio did suffer from a blunt trauma to the head, one mystery which has yet to be explained. Still, everything was just baseless assumptions for now, the azure haired male needing to find his answers on his own. What he does once he discovers the truth is something he has yet to determine. After all, what could a butler possibly do if the mafia really was involved with his missing parent? Revenge doesn’t get you very far anyway.

The male continued to watch over her from the angle he was seated, though perhaps his view was enough to get him in some trouble. His face flushed lightly seeing a glimpse of something she wore under her top, yet shifting his eyes away fast enough as to not do anything else inappropriate. His lady did not stop there though, acting a little more…affectionate perhaps towards the foolish young butler. He looked down at her as she used his lap like a pillow, an enviable situation, but mostly when their positions are reversed. Still, she threw the same question at him again, though with an added bonus to it. Why her? That was something even he couldn’t answer. “I was taken in by the academy to solely become a butler here. It’s not like it was my choice, but they did treat me well after adopting me from the orphanage I was in. They gave me something to live for, so its not a bad set-up,” he explained his face flushing a little more due to some of her actions, “As for why I’m your butler, I was never my choice to begin with.” Never his choice, huh? Until now that had been his excuse. It was like his life was never his to control. “Perhaps the two of us are fated to be butler and lady.” It sure was a romantic was to put it, but not really his intention. He often though his life was always riding on the threads of fate, nothing in his life ever being of mere coincidence. If it happens, it happens because it was supposed to. As he looked at her now, maybe it wasn’t such a bad destiny set for him.

One brow of his raised upon hearing her next words, not sure what the meaning was behind that claim. Sure it was a strange rule, but it was for the sake of putting up a professional decorum with their ladies. Their relationship was supposed to be strictly formal and businesslike, so he had been told time and time again back in school. Still, was she perhaps expecting something like that to happen? It left him speechless really, but it didn’t last long when she gave him her first order as she stood herself off from his lap. “Ah sure! I’ll get to it right away,” he said while standing himself up, heading towards the bathroom to let some hot water run.

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[ISABELLA VERDI QUORRA]

--- i'm in trouble, i'm an addict,.

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Her face was flushed a bright red as she began making the coffee. The phrase, “Perhaps the two of us are fated to be butler and lady.” kept going through her mind over and over again. She paused for a second and leaned against the counter. Isabella pulled the empty coffee cup to her chest, as slow it would slow her heart. "Stupid! Why would you say something that you usually only read in books." she mumbled to herself. In the beginning she had only wanted to see what he would reply with to her actions. It seemed as if he just let it go, which is what she wanted. She'd probably die if was so strict on rules, though not like she was thinking they'd end up liking each other. Though it was possible.

Eventually her face returned to normal but she still felt, and as she went through her actions in her mind, she felt a bit stupid. So embarrassing! Soon she found herself thinking of somethign else though. Leonzio had been forced to be a butler. Or so he said. In a way she felt a bit sorry for him, she was being forced to go to this school so she knew how he felt, a little. But what really made her sad was that he cam from a orphanage, he had no parents. Even though one of her's was a complete fail when it came to parenting, but she could remember her mother well. The joy of having such a loving parent, she hated to think that he never knew the feeling. So what did he think of her and her feelings toward her father? She shook her head, it was none of his business anyways. Isabella felt the urge to look around the corner to see what he was doing. He's starting my bath of course. Wait...did i seem bossy at all when I asked him? She groaned loudly in frustration. Why couldn't she remember? And why was she acting so weird all of a sudden? She began to feel really self conscious. Ah, god. Look what I'm wearing, my hair is probably a mess. Still why do i even care, he's gonna see me like this all the time...ah! this is so stupid!

Finally she heard a ding and her coffee was done. After pouring it into the cup she added some sugar and french vanilla cream. The smell was delicious. Taking a sip she wondered how far her bath was, maybe she should have taken a shower, it would be faster. And for some reason she didn't want to seem like the kind of girl who has to take very long to get ready.

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[LEONZIO EZZELIN MELCHIORRE]

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Just another talk on his destiny. Why Leonzio would use it so much as an excuse was beyond him, but he just did anyway no matter how repetitive it sounded. It seemed like the most convenient thing to say, an answer which seems most suitable of all to explain the unexplainable circumstances happening in his life. Event occur because it was predetermined, preordained by some sort of higher power. He wasn’t really catholic, nor did he have any strong belief in any specific religion, but he still believed that there was a sort of unimaginable force affecting the lives of everyone. Otherwise, he could have prevented so many things happening in his life, right? Perhaps all this was really his only way to explain his strong sense of powerlessness.

The water started to run, warm going down first to fill the tub and he monitored the temperature. It was a simple enough task for him to do anyway, one of which he could not possibly end up breaking anything. At least he hoped he wouldn’t end up doing so. Knowing his luck in that, it was still a possibility for him to screw up somewhere. For now though, he would try his hardest to refrain from doing such, provided he keeps his focus up a little. Yet a certain feeling was nagging him at the side, a feeling of melancholy which may have arisen from his time of reminisces of his own situation. It was rather distracting really, enough for to not really notice the water was getting hotter. He was being absent-minded for a few moments, eyes staring blankly into space with thoughts being preoccupied with himself. As he dipped his hand into the water to check though…

“GAH!”

His hand retracted quickly before turning on the cold water for the bath, his other hand shaking vigorously as the stinging sensation shot through his arm. It sure was a not so pleasant wake up call though, but it was a good thing it was his own hand and not his lady’s skin that got slightly burned. He stood himself up while also running some cold water in the sink, letting his affected hand rest there for a while as he eyed the bath water. You idiot… he mentally scolded himself as he let out a deep sigh, unsure now if he would be able to survive this way of life as a butler. If he kept that up, he might as well return to butler school again for retraining. Turning off the faucet, he goes to check the bath water one last time, nodding his head seeing the temperature was just right, prompty exiting the bathroom to cal his lady.

“Ms. Isabella, your bath is ready.”

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[ISABELLA VERDI QUORRA]

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After hearing quite a loud noise and figuring out that is was Leon, she giggled a bit to herself. He must have burned himself, something she did quite often. She tries to stray away from anything too hot to touch, or else it'll end up not so good. She had a scar on her hand for while because she experimented with a lighter when she was younger, it wasn't such a good idea. Speaking of burning, her tongue had been a bit burnt for the past few minutes but she had yet to notice, perhaps her mind was somewhere else. Placing the now empty cup into the sink she made her way into her bedroom to pick out clothes. She could hear the water still running so she took her time. Opening the top drawer of her dresser she pulled out a black pair of panties, and a black strapless bra. After that she couldn't really decide what else to wear. Then with a smile she opened her closest and pulled out a strapless black dress. It had been awhile since she had worn something of the like, even if they didn't end up going anywhere she still wanted to get dressed up like she was.

Hearing her name she gathered her clothes and hurried to the bathroom. As she reached Leon she glanced down at his hand, it seemed a bit red to her. She frowned though instead of saying anything she just brushed pat him and went into the bathroom. Though before she could close the door she turned around and spoke, "There is some aloe lotion on top of my dresser, that should help a bit." before he could say anything back she closed the door and locked it. She felt like she didn't want to make him wait so she didn't hesitate to strip off her clothes and step into the bath. The water felt warm and pleasurable against her skin and she soon sunk down until she was all the way under. It was while before she came back up and as she did she took a deep breath. Isabella used a lavender smelling shampoo and body wash. After getting out of the tub and letting the water escape through the drain she felt so clean she didn't even want to put clothes on. Though she was sure that if she walked out with nothing on she'd probably get a freaked out reaction from Leon.

After slipping on her clothes she dried her hair, though instead of the twin tails she usually had for her hair she tied it up in one big one to the left side and let her bangs rest on her face. Then after applying a bit of makeup, eyeliner, clear lip gloss, she was done. Making sure to toss her dirty clothes into the hamper, so Leon wouldn't have to pick them up - wait, why did she care if he had to pick them up or not? It was his job after all, well whatever she did it anyways. "Leo I'm done." Leo is what she decided to call him, she decided this while bathing. I hope I wasn't too long.

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Like a good butler, Leonzio stood outside the bathroom door while waiting for his lady to arrive, wondering what she was doing while he was preparing the bath. He could still feel a stinging sensation in his hand, mainly in the back of his hand it being more sensitive to heat. Although he hoped that she did not notice that he hurt himself, his shout was rather loud, perhaps enough for even the people next door to hear. Not like the place was soundproof, right? Even though the pain persisted, he held it in, not wanting to show even an ounce of pain on his face to his lady. She went by his direction, carrying her change of clothes with her as she went into the bathroom, but not before telling him of something that may help. Aloe lotion? That sure would help a bit in soothing the pain, the male quickly dashing off to get said item as soon as Isabella closed the door.

He winced lightly as he applied the lotion on his hand, the stinging naturally happening the more he touched his skin. It wasn’t that bad really, not enough to be rushed to the hospital anyway. It was a shame he burnt his good hand though, more importantly, his strumming hand. “Looks like I won’t be playing for a while,” he complained, rather disappointed that he hurt himself again. At least the lotion was helping in soothing it, enough for him to make slightly movements with his hand, yet not really enough to help him close it. It was a little swollen, the fluids in his hand rushing to the site of the burn to make it seem a little bigger then normal. It could have been worse though. Knowing his luck, he might as well have taken a dip into the hot water. Wouldn’t that be a site to behold? That aside, it looks like he would be able to render as much service as he wanted to. Cooking was definitely going to be a pain later.

Replacing the lotion back where he took it from, he took a seat whilst he awaited for his lady to finish with her bath. He heard her call him, using a rather short way to address his name. Leo? Not that he hasn’t heard that before, but it was rather rare. Normally it was cut after the ‘n’, so he wasn’t too used to it. As went to her like the good butler that he was, a certain distinct aroma suddenly filled up the room, a distinct flowery fragrance that he was rather familiar with. A sweet and aromatic scent which brought some memories back, some which seemed to fill him with nostalgia. Lavender, huh? he thought as he felt himself relaxing more, forgetting about the pain in his hand momentarily. The smell was indeed helpful, as if like aromatherapy to assist in calm him. He seemed to be rather attached to the aroma, yet he knew not the reason why, perhaps a small link to his long forgotten past as well. He looked at his lady, fresh from the bath, and looking rather, attractive in her choice of clothing. His face turned a slight ting of pink before moving his eyes away, his uninjured hand scratching his cheek, as he spoke in a semi-nervous tone, “You…look really good in that, Bella.” He paused a bit realizing that last part was a little off, the male clearing his throat a little. “Ms. Isabella, I mean.”

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