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Yes, It will. 6/?

[(Anonymous)]

“La Volpe knows. The weather will be perfect by the end of the month.”
Desmond stared at him as he bagged the chicken.

“It is the perfect time to go.”

He jolted—he had no idea how he knew his plans. He had been so careful. Nevertheless, he grinned. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

He took the bag and waved. La Volpe gave him a knowing smirk as he left. He walked home slowly, enjoying the nice spring day. When he walked in the door, walked straight into the kitchen and handed the chicken to Malik, who was in the middle of an argument with Altair. He paid them no mind as he head to the little eating area, and hopped down the small step into the living area. He saw Kadar reading a book and settled beside him, leaning against the man. Kadar smiled and wrapped an arm around his waist.

He settled against the man and yawned. “Have a good run?”

He nodded. “Yeah.”

The two were good friends, and Kadar was, at times, the only thing that kept him here. They sat in silence until Malik called them for dinner, and he took his seat at the small dining area. The rest of the day passed without much hassle, and the next day came too soon.

When he sat down for lunch, Lucy looked at him. “Becca told me about yesterday.”

Desmond scowled. “I’m gonna pound that kid if he pulls something like that again.”

William snickered. “Pound him where?”

Desmond frowned. “I’ll punch you if you don’t shut up.”

“And the brute speaks again.”

“Shut up, Shaun. I don’t want his attentions. He should go back to Ezio.”

“But you thought he was gorgeous.”

“Pretty or not, I’m afraid for myself.”

“The boy is a nutter,” Shaun said. “I’m sorry, but if you date him, I’m going to laugh at you.”

Desmond sighed. “Why wouldn’t he want Ezio’s affections? I mean, the guy’s a hardcore flirt and romantic when he wants to be.”

He jumped when he felt arms around him. “I think you should not go for Salai. I will get him yet.”

He looked up to see Ezio frowning at him. “You can have the crazy. I don’t want him.”

Ezio smirked. “Good.”

“What are you doing here?”

They turned to see Salai, with a tray—dressed in Desmond’s clothing, he noticed with a frown—scowling at Ezio. “Shouldn’t you be in classes?”

Ezio smiled charmingly. “Caro mio—”

“Don’t give me that bullshit.”

They all looked slightly surprised.

“I don’t want to date a manwhore, thank you.”

Desmond bit his lip to contain his smile. Perhaps he wasn’t so bad if he was willing to call Ezio out.

“I am not a whor—”

“My apologies: a slut. You do not get paid. Correct? It is the sluts that aren’t good enough to be paid.”

Shaun roared with laughter, and Rebecca was laughing beside him. Lucy looked horrified, and William was grinning. Ezio looked downright appalled, then scowled. “If you’d let me, I would show you what you are missing out on.”

“A bunch of illnesses, I am sure. I will pass, thank you.”

Salai plopped down next to Desmond as Ezio stormed off. He seemed unaffected, and when Shaun stopped laughing, the British student slapped the table.

“Congratulations, mate. You’re welcome in our little group.”

Salai smiled beautifully. “Thank you.”

Desmond shook his head. “Wait! He’s crazy! Why—”

“I have extra clothes to change into after gym today. I will give them to you then.”

“Why did you steal them in the first place?” Rebecca asked.

He smirked, giving Desmond a mischievous glare. “To make sure I would have to see you again.”

“That was clever. I like this boy, Desmond. I approve.”

“I don’t want your approval, Shaun.”

“I don’t care if you want it or not. I think you should date him. He has an impeccable taste in clothes, an air of cleverness, and tells your brother off. I think you should date him.”

Salai grinned. “I am glad I have your approval.”

Shaun shrugged. “Don’t think too much of it, mate. I’m only in this for myself.”

He raised an eyebrow.

“You know Ezio is bound to raise Hell, and I do enjoy a good bit of drama.”

“Then I’ll make sure you’re included in it,” Salai said, shrugging.

Shaun scowled as Rebecca laughed, grabbing her boyfriend’s hand. “You asked for it, Shaun.”

“I’ll make it worth the trouble,” Shaun snapped.

Salai smirked. “I’ll look forward to it.”