Underground Royalty...(Tony/Damien)

[damien michael cobrani]

CAN ANYBODY FIND ME...
Somebody to love...

Damien walked the cold streets, the wind howling at his face. His lips were chapped and the sun was strong, just perfect for the boy lost in his mind. It was one of those days where the world was crueler than the man and the past was a vibrant movie in his head. Damien could see the blood, the run, and the Gods that ran across those New York streets that night.

New York memories in the new world of his. What was he now? The exiled prince? He could remember fondly, him and her. They where the prince and princess. The cards to unite the empires. The Prince and Princess. Set to love at birth.

Maybe in those youthful days, he did love her. Not anymore...not after what happened. That was gone...that love...

Those youthful...whispers.

They were all gone.

Damien turned and looked over at the windowsill. A wedding dress. Tony and Maria... Damien whispered as memories of the West End came to his mind. He was little again and agitating...she was there too.

The memories where such a stranglehold to him. They suffocated him. Adjusting his tie, Damien looked at his suit. Other than a funeral, he supposed this was acceptable for a wedding too. She...

Damien bit his lip. He saw her never again after that aftermath. He couldn't. They were responsible. The one's pushing them. They were products of it.

They were his enemies now. Her...especially her!

Why couldn't she leave his thoughts? That bitch. She would never leave his thoughts. Here he was, staring at a dress and all he could think about was the girl who could have killed him.

He was pathetic. He was Pathetic.

She was horrible! Though, why wouldn't she leave. The enemy was strong, she was just the start.

[antonia michelle bianchi]

It was strangely cold for being the month of September in Santa Ria, California and Antonia could feel the cold wind blow against her Snow White like skin as she walked down the streets. Thankfully, the wind was only blowing on her face and not her hair, thanks to herself for pulling it back into a bun. Tony shivered a bit as she was suddenly was reminded of back home in New York City. Was this coldness from the wind real or was it all just in her head, the Italian wasn't sure as she made her way across the street. It seemed like the memories of long gone child hood were all coming back to her, the city's grimy streets tainted with blood seeping from the dead, the sound of gun shots heard in the streets, it had been the city she grew up and the lifestyle she had known.

That had been the life of the Mafia princess and though the city was miles away from California, the memories remained. And now these memories we're coming back to haunt her. What she didn't know was that someone from her past was about to run right back into her life unexpectedly. The cold seemed to be gone and it was now suddenly extremely hot which was common in California, what was uncommon was to see someone from her past, here in Santa Ria and yet here he was. Antonia remembered the curly haired little boy she had grown up with, she and him had been together joined at the hip.

And than unexpectedly the two had become torn apart. It was like a classic Shakespearaen play with a modern New York set in the back ground. Tony had been too young to realise that he had been her first love at the time but, she knew now that he had been her first, the first man she had ever loved. The dark curly hair and the tall figure was unmistakable and she knew who he was even before she called out his name. " Damien Cobrani, is that you?"

Her voice was barely a mere whisper but, loud enough to get the man's attention. It couldn't be him, could it? And yet she knew it was him.




TAGGED||Damien
NOTES||Let the reunion between these two former childhood sweethearts begin!
WORDS||382?!
LYRICS||YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL - JAMES BLUNT
CREDIT||RORA @ HOS

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[damien michael cobrani]

CAN ANYBODY FIND ME...
Somebody to love...

The sound came like a tire iron piercing his heart. He felt his heart skip a beat, the world skipping a beat. It got quiet, time was stopping. The leaves where moving to the noise and for God if he knew it was a ghost. He was going crazy!

All these thoughts have finally drove him over the cliff! Damien turned his head and she was no apparition. Older, but unmistakable. The beauty he always say was fully realized out in front of him. It was her! Time stopped.

He felt it like a dream. Like a dream he's had of her little self, just older now. This situation, he turns his head and she fires a colt at his face. She is sent to finish the job. The unification with them now torn. He begs and reaches out for her, but she continues firing until he is nothing but bullet fodder. A puppet for target practice.

He felt his heart drop, this was it. They had sent her to kill him. Though something beckoned him to her, to step to her. He was armed, she seemed not to. His suit was fine and his smile returning. Only being polite did not make his instincts kick in and run to her in an embrace. His heartstrings were tearing apart. "Antonia...Bianchi...Tony!" Damien called out with a small laugh and smile. She was an assassin for sure.

He stepped over to her, waiting for her to make the move. Make it fast.

Damien bit his lip and shrugged looking down. "Wow, look at you...you grew." Damien said with a gentle laugh. She used to be his height. This was all insane!

Why was she here? Why!?

[antonia michelle bianchi]

This couldn't be real, it had to be a dream. He couldn't be here, and if so why? Had he followed her to California? And if so..why? Questions swarmed in her head as she studied him, the dark coarse curly hair, the tall slightly skinny figure, those piercing dark eyes..Damien. It felt like she had been hit by a truck, mostly likely a semi.

Antonia was feeling slightly dizzy so she leaned against one of the building's wall for a moment. She heard his voice, the sound she was oh so familiar with. A small smile formed on her lips as she stood right up and approached him. " Damien, it really is you! I thought I recognised you!" Tony declared out loud as she smiled again and gave a quick hug.

" What brings you here to California, far away from New York?" She asked in curiousity as her hazel-green eyes sparkled. "It's been ages since I saw you last!" This was almost too surreal to begin with, any moment she would wake up now. Any moment now.. she thought to herself as she examined Damien again.

He seemed the same but, just older now. Just like she was, older and possibly a little wiser than she had been before. She smiled and laughed a little as he mentioned she had grown. " We both did, we're no longer those two kids from New York, that's for damn sure." Antonia conferred to him as she smiled again.

"Than again I might be taller than I look cause of wearing quite the high heels." And with that she looked down at heels and showed him what she meant.




TAGGED||the former Mafia Prince
NOTES||the princess and prince<3!
WORDS||278?!
LYRICS||YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL - JAMES BLUNT
CREDIT||RORA @ HOS

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[damien michael cobrani]

CAN ANYBODY FIND ME...
Somebody to love...

This seemed all a crazy dream. Reaching to her in full attire, Damien smiled a little. No gunshot, good. Damien felt it, that swift wrap of her arms around his shoulders. That moment of peace and tranquility. It felt blissful even. As if a great burden was lightened up against him.

It was a long time since the days where they learned everything together. How to love...it almost felt like an eternity ago. Yet it felt like almost yesterday when they were last together. Damien almost wanted to jump back to the time, but he couldn't. Their worlds had changed forever. "The one and only" Damien responded with a gentle smirk. He could ask that same question.

"Well, I should ask you the same question! I was sent to school out here..." Damien responded hiding the truth. She could rat him out! They were older now, that was for sure.

"Surely not from New York...surely...Well those are nice heels anyways!" Damien was able to respond, just looking at her. Just as gorgeous and sweet as he could remember. That smile that could kill him. That could kill him. Everything seemed so...different now though, something was up and he knew it.

"So back on subject, why are you here?" Damien asked tilting his head and doing the rocking back thing with his legs. The first time since then, that long separation. Damien didn't even think he said bye to her after. Damien was just whisked into hiding and all the work the families put was in for nothing. The peace brokered on the five families hindering on them two was shot. Bianchi and Cobrani would have united as a pact and united the families into one Cosa Nostra. Now they were warring clans again, blood spilled of the Godfather of one to the fall of the other.

Jealous, greedy men. Men who should be killed. Her father was one of them. He couldn't forget that could he?

[antonia michelle bianchi]

Antonia Bianchi still felt like she was in a dream, this was so surreal, just too real to believe and yet he was here. The former Mafia princess, didn't know why the son of Cobrani family was here and she wondered if he been hired by her family to track her down. Tony hadn't spoken to both of her parents in years, not since they had sent her to live with Aunt Maria. That had been the day that she had left the life she knew behind, the child hood she had with Damien. That was gone, it was like a picture that had faded as the years went by.

That's how Tony felt sometimes, like she was fading away and would soon disappear all together. Seeing him here and now was making all the memories come back to her, it was like the picture had been refocused and renewed. Dued to those memories coming back, she felt like the girl from New York again, even though she didn't want to feel that way.

Antonia shivered a little, as she rubbed her bare arms. She had heard Damien mentioned he had come here for school but, she wasn't sure if that was all the truth to that and than he decided to ask her what she was doing here and she knew she would have to tell him. The truth, that's all it took.

"I came here for a change in my life. I moved here with Isabella and gave birth here to my daughter, Michaela." There, she had told him the truth and now she wondered how he would react to that.




TAGGED||the former Mafia Prince
NOTES||the princess and prince<3!
WORDS||273?!
LYRICS||YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL - JAMES BLUNT
CREDIT||RORA @ HOS

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[damien michael cobrani]

CAN ANYBODY FIND ME...
Somebody to love...

"Do you want my jacket?" Damien asked returning to Earth. She was rubbing her arm, cold. Only the gentleman thing to do right?

Of all the places in the world...she walked into his. It was almost like a piece from a movie. Here she was but there had to be...

"You have a baby? Aww, who's the lucky boy?" Damien asked with a gentle curious smile. It was looking a little more favorable now with this little information in his hands. "So the family doesn't know?" Damien asked biting his lip. If the Bianchi's had no contact with her, was he safe? Would they kill him before he killed them?

"You could say I'm like you then. A new life. Go to school, and just live my life. Since...well you know why I left. My parents died remember? That's why I left." Damien spoke looking away. "Or is that too far in our pasts?" Damien asked smiling wondering who the baby daddy was. Probably some hitman for the Bianchi's who was waiting for him at her door, like usual.

He would lie in wait and Antonia would lead him there, and when he opened the door...Bang.

He would be gone forever. It was a gruesome thought, but the life he lived was gruesome as is. Damien decided to live the life of the gun, so only fitting he went down with it as well. Go down in a blaze of glory! Damien was all for the show, and this was it. The play of Damien as he talked to his childhood sweetheart in the Hell he knew was awaiting.

On the highway to Hell he supposed.

[antonia michelle bianchi]

Antonia had not been sure how Damien would react when he discovered that she was a sixteen year old, teenage mother. Tony was always interested in how guys she met or talked to would react when she spilled the beans that she was a mother to a five month year old baby girl and she always got different reactions. When Damien had offered his jacket to her to wear, she shrugged it off with a polite smile and said. "No thanks, I think the coldness was all just in my head, I should be fine." She smiled sweetly as she nodded again and out of habit, ran her fingers through her dark hair.

Antonia still felt like he had strayed from a dream and he would disappear any second. Tony closed her eyes and waited for a moment to see what would happen, as she closed her eyes, she heard the all too familar sound of a gun shot and instantly reopened her eyes and saw blood pooling through his shirt. Antonia gasped and than suddenly realised she had just imagined it. Placing a smile on her face again, she continued to run her fingers through her hair. He was asking about the father of baby, and she wasn't sure if he knew who Axel was or not, best to just tell the truth.

" A guy from back home, I'm not sure if you know him or not. He's not involved anymore though so.." Her voice trailed off for a minute as she wondered if she should tell Damien who the father was. Quickly, changing the subject she place her free hand on his shoulder and looked him directly in the eyes. "I am so sorry to hear about your parents."




TAGGED||the former Mafia Prince
NOTES||the princess and prince<3!
WORDS||293?!
LYRICS||YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL - JAMES BLUNT
CREDIT||RORA @ HOS

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[damien michael cobrani]

CAN ANYBODY FIND ME...
Somebody to love...

Damien smiled and placed the jacket back on. "Spoken like a true New Yorker." Damien responded with a small, gentle laugh. Her eyes, how he could remember. Those brilliant pools of light that always threatened to swallow him alive. Oh how he remembered those eyes, how they would look at him back then, those sweet and tender times of youth. Gone in a heartbeat. Gone without a chance to fight for survival. Just plainly gone forevermore. Her gasp returned him to Earth, there was a small shock in her face and it was soon gone.

"Something happen?" Damien asked gently as he pouted his lower lip gently in worriment for the girl that always could do something to his head. Always! It kind of was a pain sometimes, God if he knew why. "Umm oh right, well I haven't been home in years so I likely don't know him. Thanks." Damien spoke after the awkward comment. Did she know what happened? That it was her dad that helped call the hit? He never understood why it all happened.

Of course she had to know. Why her father did it. Though why would she lie? She seemed just as outcast as him. The thoughts were swirling in his head. Damien placed a hand on her hand that was on his shoulder. He needed to steady himself to Earth.

"Enough about the past now, I'm more interested in the present and the times of you and me, may I come and say your baby?" Damien asked with that generous little grin he always used to do as a child. "Pretttyyyy pleasseee?" Damien asked tilting his head and holding out the other hand for her to grasp from her usual tick with her hair. Everything was just rushing back wasn't it? All those little emotions were just running back.