My first Assassin's Creed fic! Since I literally ran out of things to do in my AC2 games and have to wait until November (ahhH!) to play the next game, naturally I've moved to writing fanfiction for it. Haha.

I love Ezio and Rosa as a pairing. Their playful flirting is soo cute and if you watch the scenes, you can definitely feel the chemistry. (well, at least I can) AND, Rosa doesn't yell at you (much) when you first meet her if you play well, so if anyone says she's annoying because all she does is bitch when you help her when she's got the arrow in her leg, it's because you suck at playing. (Lol, my first playthrough, she yelled at me quite a bit. Second playthrough.. barely yelled at all)

In this, I tried to capture both sides of Ezio's personality, because he is the cocky player, but he's also the guy who gathers feathers for his mother, defends his sister's honor, and sits on a bench on his birthday, depressed. I tried to capture this side too… tell me what you think?

OMG DISCLAIMER: Assassin's Creed and all of its characters belong to Ubisoft and I make no claims to ownership of them. I make no financial gains off of this story and have written it purely for entertainment.

ANYWAY, on to the story…

On the first night of Carnevale, Ezio and Rosa make a bet that can only end badly... or so they think.

Bet

By Lore-chan (shinigamivc)

No one ever doubted that Ezio and Rosa shared a lot of chemistry. Whenever they were together, there was always a lot of flirting between them, and often touching and kissing even in public.

From the outside, it seemed to play out like an elaborate game of cat and mouse. Ezio was the cat, spotting his newest prize and playing with it, like he had with so many before, wearing that same devilish smirk. He was the womanizer, looking for his next conquest, enjoying the chase nearly as much as he planned to enjoy his prize. Then there was Rosa, the mouse; far more clever and independent than any of his previous catches, but still tempted by his gorgeous face and flirtatious personality, she managed to stay a step ahead of her predator, but kept close like a moth to a flame.

Of course, this was only from the viewpoint of an outsider: someone who did not know either of them for anything more than their reputations. This interpretation was, in fact, quite far from the truth. It was true that Ezio did enjoy the company of many women and that Rosa was tempted in by his charms, though she refused to be one of many conquests, but this was where the comparisons stopped.

And there was so much more between them.

When they were together, Ezio thought of no one else. He only had eyes for her, rarely glancing at any woman passing by or the courtesans as they danced - tempting men to give in to their desires. Her body interested him more than most: clad in men's clothing, but still as curved and beautiful as any he had ever laid eyes on. He was certainly drawn to her body, but this was not what set Rosa apart from all the other women he wanted and who wanted him. What he really loved about Rosa was her fire. She was so unlike the other women he knew. She did not just fall at his feet or into his bed; instead she met his advances with her own playful behavior. She was different. She was a challenge: she was his match.

For Rosa, it was much of the same. At first, she saw Ezio as just another womanizing pretty boy with a large purse. She did give him credit as a decent assassin, but when it came to women, her first impression of him was that of just another nobleman with deep pockets and no real respect. Then, she got to know him. She learned quickly that while he did more than enjoy the pleasures of the flesh, he was also respectful and loyal to the people he cared about and fiercely protective of the women he loved. Once she got to know him well enough, it was obvious to her that though Ezio could not resist the euphoria that sex provided, when it came to whom to give his heart to, he was extremely faithful.

Upon this realization, she decided she would let him win his prize, but only if she stole his heart first. If he loved her and only her, she would let him have her in his bed and accept being one of many. After all, she was not a naive young noblewoman who believed it fairytales. She knew men's desires; she knew from watching the courtesans that there was a difference between lust and love, a difference between making love and fucking. Even marriages were formed for social benefits. Ezio might bed many women, but if he loved her, she would have more than most married women could dream of.

It was when he started to come to her room every night upon finishing his tasks that she knew she had him. Instead of finding a common whore to spend his nights with – someone he could fuck as many times as he pleased and not ever have to deal with again – he would come to her side, just to lie in her bed and talk with her. She did reward his visits with kisses and let him touch her body as the visits became more frequent. She even would playfully grind her hips against his, her hands all over his body, but she would always stop them just short of having sex. Surprisingly, beyond his dramatic outbursts about how her teasing wounded his ego, he did not push her to give him what he wanted and he did not go elsewhere for it. She was sure that by now he was well aware of her testing him and willing to play along until the end.

And so came the night in question. This was the night she would let him claim his prize, for she was sure she had gotten hers. However, this would also become the night of the bet: the night that began all the chaos and changed everything.

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So that's the prologue. There's 3 more chapters after this one, all of which are quite a bit longer than this one. I've pretty much finished this story entirely and have just been editing and adding to it here and there. Oh, and for those who are wondering, yes, there's a sex scene. It's in the last chapter.

R&R please! I haven't decided how fast I'm gonna put this story out yet. Maybe every other day.. It's written, so it'll be quickly. Hope you liked the first part!