[Zacharias Hawk]

So Zach might have been an almost-married man, engaged, completely off the market and all that, but he was also a Hawk. And, as such, that meant that curtailing his desire to chase ass was actually quite hard. Usually, he did it just to see if he could. And, let me tell you now, Zacharias Hawk still had it ... whatever 'it' was exactly. He was still hot shit anyway, of course, something he tended to take for granted, but that didn't stop him from wondering. Sure, he could get a girl just by smouldering at her - frequently had in the past, in fact - but that didn't mean that being a taken man couldn't dampen his charms, right? Not that he really had to worry about charming the chicks anymore, but that wasn't the point as far as he was concerned. He liked being a sexy motherfucker, and more than that, he liked getting the pick of any girl he wanted - regardless of whether or not they were taken. Just because he flirted, didn't mean he was going to follow through with anything after all, and it was more than common knowledge that Zach was pretty much well and truly pussy whipped. Luciana couldn't have had him any more under her thumb if she'd tried, truth be told. Whether or not she herself was aware of this fact, of course, we have no idea.

But that was the reason that, right at that moment in time, Zach was in The Leaky Cauldron, smouldering at various girls. He couldn't go most places - wizarding places, that is - without being bombarded anyhow, of course. He probably averaged at signing twenty to thirty autographs a day, and that was on days when he got off lightly. He'd gotten to the stage where he - like Puddlemere's and other teams star players - had to go around with personal bodyguards because of stalker fangirls. He wasn't entirely sure if he was flattered or not. But you know for a fact that the inner narcissist that he must have had was more than pleased with all that kind of attention. Mind that had nothing to do with why he was in the Cauldron right at that moment in time. He'd actually just gotten to London from Spain via the floo network, and had decided to stop off to whet his whistle before heading back to one of the apartments he shared with his fiancé. They’d just won a game against one of the Spanish teams the day prior, so the night had been spent partying wildly, which in hindsight seemed a bit stupid when he thought about it. He’d felt terrible the next morning, and had had to suffer until the hangover potion kicked in. He also didn’t remember much of the night, although he was certain that it had involved strippers at one point. What can we say?

Dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans and a black shirt which had the top four buttons undone and had sleeves rolled up to his elbows, Zach was currently leaning against the bar, Firewhiskey in hand – nothing like the hair of the dog, right? – chatting up some busty blonde. She obviously wasn’t the most intelligent of girls, or at least didn’t seem to be, and judging by her clothes and her hair, she was the type of Beauty that was all good looks and no brains whatsoever. Zach still seemed to be managing to have a good time, though. Which probably had a hell of a lot to do with the fact that she kept finding reasons to touch him, and flirt, and was generally feeding his ego in every way possible. And yes, she did already have his autograph, and yes, she was currently introducing him to her leggy brunette friend that Zach – being the man he was – couldn’t help but eye up, and yes, he was aware he might be in a little bit of trouble if the papers or his girl caught wind of any of the flirting. That said, the papers had posted so many different bullshit stories about the many and varied affairs he was having, and Lucky was so laid back anyway, that he couldn’t see what harm it was doing really. He was making both the girls days, after all.

[Luciana Sacramoni]

Believe it or not, Luciana was actually already in the leaky cauldron, though in one of the rooms in the back. She'd been basically begged by her uncle Giacomo to meet some contact for him, as he was being blackmailed. Apparently there had been a rouge photographer at Narciso's wedding and there was actually a picture of Giacomo sucking his wife's dick. Apparently this man had a hidden camera up behind the stage that was immune to concealing charms and had caught QUITE the show. Anyways, apparently he was a huge fan of Luciana and in exchange for a few autographed pictures of her, he would hand over the incriminating ones of Giacomo and Adelaide. Of course there was no way of knowing that he was going to try to force himself on her.

All at once a door slapped and an irate Luciana came out of the back room. She'd destroyed the pictures of her Aunt and Uncle, and was doing all she could to keep herself from using the killing curse for the first time ever. But then she saw Zach and got even MORE angry.

"Nice to know itKs okay for you to try to get these dirty whores to sleep with you. Maybe I'll go back and fuck the asshole who just tried to rape me!"

And before he could say anything, Luciana had punched him hard in the face before storming out and into the street.

[Zacharias Hawk]

For the record, Zach was no sadist, but he couldn't help but find himself mildly turned on whenever Luciana was angry with him. Especially as she stormed out of the back room - which, of course, he'd had no idea she was in - screamed at him and then punched him. His head snapped back to one side, his nose making a gratifying crunching sound as it broke, and the blood began to flow. Zach couldn't help but look a little bit amused. That would serve him right for spending hours teaching her to punch properly when they were younger really, wouldn't it? Luckily, he was more than used to suffering from a broken nose, the boy had a penchant for getting himself into every type of trouble known to man, after all, and so he was fixed up almost as efficiently as Luciana had punched him in the first place. He was quite impressed with the punch, truth be told, and even a little bit proud of her, but that wasn't something he was going to allow to cloud his judgement. Or rather, in any way alter it at any rate. Because Zach's judgement was probably a little bit clouded already, to be perfectly fair.

The blackmail guy - not that Zach had any inkling of that, of course - had come out of the room hot on Luciana's heels and had been shouting his mouth about something or another which had, obviously, been cut short as he'd watched in amazement as she punched Zach. Now, however, it was Zach's turn. He crossed over to the asshole in a couple of easy strides and soon had him pinned up against the wall via his shirt collar. The poor man seemed almost surprised when nobody made any move to stop Zach, so surprised that it was almost laughable, actually. But Zach wasn't laughing any. "You ever, ever so much as think wrong thoughts about my gal again and I swear to God, you'll be eating through a straw for the rest of your life," he growled, tightening his hold on the struggling, wheezing man.

"Understood?" He loosened his grasp just enough for the man to manage to squeak out some kind of agreement, and then Zach dropped him, turned on his heel and made to stride out of the building to patch things up with his Lucky Charms. He didn't make it more than two steps, however, when he caught sight of the reflection of the man, wand at the ready, about to hex him. Spinning back around, Zach swiftly punched the sucker straight in the nose, ducking to one side slightly as the wand backfired and sent some spell or another zooming around the room. The asshole flew back into the wall, his head connecting rather violently with the wooden panelling, before he let out a pained groan as he slid to the floor, blood pouring from his obviously broken nose. It was almost wrong, really, that instead of an uproar there was scattered clapping and even some cheers and catcalls from around the bar as Zach headed outside without a backwards glance.

As the cool air hit Zach's face, he glanced around wildly for his girl, before realising that she was nowhere to be found. Letting out a huff of frustration - as he assumed she'd happened to make good time because she was angry and he was punching things - it was only purely by luck that he caught sight of her through the throngs of people, not at all as far away as he expected her to be. That said, it was market day, and late in the afternoon at that, so it was really no surprise that she hadn't made it far. Pushing off from the wall he'd leant back against, he began to shove his way through the crowd, calling for her once he was close enough for her to hear. "Lucky!" he seemed oblivious to the curious looks he was getting for his bloodstained clothes and knuckles. "Luciana! Hey! Wait up!" He finally managed to manoeuvre himself around and in front of her, and grabbed her elbows to stop her going any further forward for the time being. "Listen, I wasn't trying to get them to sleep with me - never have to try, after all - I was just making polite conversation is all," he looked like he'd been about to say more, but simply closed his mouth tight shut instead, and gave her a hopeful, boyish grin. He was well aware that he was more than equipped to dig himself into a big hole if he didn't keep his trap shut, after all.

[Luciana Sacramoni]

Honestly, the last thing that Luciana wanted to deal with at the moment was Zach being all cutesy and cockily implying that she was the only one for him. She knew that, she wasn't one of the insecure bitches in the bar with their tits hanging out in his face in attempt to get his attention. She could have been wearing a fucking fat suit and he'd be watching her. She knew he was young, he was gorgeous, and that he needed these little moments of being hero worshipped by fangirls to let him know he was still God's gift.

Of course you were Zach. Just go back and have fun, okay? I'm going home.

She said, sounding and looking like she was just completely over everything right now. Without another word, she disapparated to the home they were sharing somewhere in the world, and automatically stripped out of the clothes she was wearing - jeans and a nice sweater - because they had evil photographer blood on them. What? You don't think Luciana fought the guy? Of course nobody would have noticed that, she'd ran through the place so quickly, but she'd actually punched him so hard in the mouth that he'd lost two teeth, and the blood had gotten all over the pink cashmere of her sweater.

She changed into a camisole and violently threw her bra at a picture frame before getting into bed and pulling the covers over her head, then just letting loose with an incredibly loud and incredibly massive scream of frustration.

[Zacharias Hawk]

Zach, of course, would have been more than happy to play it cute and assure her that she was the only woman for him when it came down to it. The fact that she was so understanding was a mixed blessing and curse. In the sense that just because she was cool with it, didn't mean he should start pushing his luck. Which, being who he was, he was wont to do. He didn't really think he'd overstepped the line, though, which was why his face fell - quite spectacularly heart wrenchingly, in fact - and he watched her disapparate rather helplessly. Of course, violent cursing followed as obviously he was planning on following her but had no idea which of their many homes she'd gone for. He went for the obvious, and disapparated to their London penthouse suite, only to realise that there was no way she was there. Next stop was their London apartment, but she wasn't there either, and after scaring their cleaner out of her wits, he headed for the next obvious home: the one in Italy. The mucky clothes on the floor were an instant giveaway as to her whereabouts.

Zach smirked to himself, just a leetle, and then made his way softly through the house, assuming - correctly, at that - that she would be in their bedroom. Not that he needed his assumption to know where she was, in the end, as her scream was more than enough to indicate her whereabouts. It took him less than thirty seconds to vault the stairs and go crashing into the bedroom to make sure she was okay. Because, apparently, Zach had mistaken the scream of anger for one of distress. Which it kind of was, we suppose. When he realised that she was alone and still under the covers, however, instead of bothering to feel embarrassed, he crossed over to the bed, sat down on the edge of it quite daintily - he was quite worried he was going to get in trouble for staining the sheets with his own and the other guys blood, after all - and then leant across and pulled them from over her head. "Whassamatter, Pretty Lady?" He asked and gave her a winning smile. He didn't try wrap his arms around her or whatever, though, just simply sat there and gave her some space. He knew he was a pain in the ass, after all. So here he was behaving himself and not pushing his luck ... much.

[Luciana Sacramoni]

The fact that Zach had correctly guessed where she was made her even more angry, but in a way, it made her happy too, because he'd cared enough to come after her, which she'd known he would. She sprung up from the covers once he'd pulled them down and stood on her knees in front of him with her hands across her chest.

What do you THINK is the matter Zach? Some skeezeball tried to finger me, I walk out and see my future husband about to fall face first into some dirty bitche's cleavage, and then when I tell you to go back and have fun, expecting you to come after me right away, you make me wait TWENTY MINUTES?! WHO WAS SHE YOU FUCKING DOUCHEBAG?!?!

Because naturally, in Lucian's mind, he wasn't late because he'd checked the other residences first, he was late because he'd gone back into the bar to fuck one of the fangirls. She knew she was being insane, but she was riled up and to be honest, she just wanted an excuse to yell and be cunttastic for once instead of always letting Zach get away with shit.

Exactly! No answer! Go fuck yourself.

She said curtly, almost immediately after she'd finished screaming. In other words, she hadn't given him a chance to get a word in edgewise before she'd snapped and gone back into hibernation under the covers. A second later her leg kicked in his direction, trying to get him off the bed. She was being JUST a bit stubborn.

[Zacharias Hawk]

As Luciana kicked out at him, Zach grabbed a hold of her ankle and stopped her foot from actually connecting with any part of his body. It was almost hard to be amused when she was being so damned unreasonable, but then he couldn't help but remember all the times she'd put up with him hitting on other girls right in front of her and not said a word against him. Not that he did that often, mind you. It was just that sometimes he completely forgot himself. Generally it was in the face of the biggest boobs you've ever seen. Or rather, when the biggest boobs you've ever seen were in his face. Right then, though, he was frowning a little bit. He was amused, don't get him wrong, but he also felt slighted that she could accuse him of fucking anybody while he was officially with her. Sure, when they'd been on a "break" he'd fucked around, and that probably wasn't wise, nor was cheating on her that one time ... but he'd never do it again. Zach wasn't stupid. He wouldn't lose what he loved a second time around. After all, the first time was something you could sympathise over, a second time would be pure carelessness.

"Fifteen minutes, actually, and it took me that frickin' long because I had no idea which house you'd gone to," He growled at her, not sounding angry, but not sounding like he was in the mood to fight with her over something as stupid as all that, though. That said, he was worried about her, about whether or not hse'd been hurt, and just hearing her verbalise what he'd been almost certain had happened with that asshole bloke made his blood boil. He let go of her foot once he was sure she wasn't gonna kick him in the face, and then leant over and wrestled the covers back from over her head, this time holding onto them firmly enough that she wouldn't be able to immediately hide under them again. "Did he hurt you? I'll kill him if he did." He added, seriously, hazel eyes reflecting his worry as he looked her over for any visible signs of harm. And he meant it, too. If she asked him to, Zach would kill for her, there were no two ways about that. It was almost scary the lengths he'd - near unthinkingly - go to for her. It was just second nature. They didn't need to be dating for that to be the case. They didn't even need to be on speaking terms. He'd still have wasted a bitch for her if he had to. She was his girl, and that was how he rolled.

[Luciana Sacramoni]

Luciana definitely hadn't been expecting Zach to grab her leg and put an end to the little whiny bitch fit she was having. Okay, that's a lie, she'd known he was going to do it, which might have been why she'd done it in the first place. Hell, it might have been why she was marrying him in the first place too... he had the ability to completely control her, but she was confident that he'd actually attempt to do so. She loved Zach because he was strong, because he was supportive, because he was gorgeous.... but more than anything, she loved him because he never tried to change her. Yeah, it sounded cheesy, but it was true. Especially now that the both of them were older, it meant a lot to Luciana to know that Zach loved her because of who she was, faults and all. Though if you asked her, there wsn't a damn thing wrong with her.

Well you should KNOW I always come here when I'm upset.

She said petulantly, her argument losing momentum because to be honest, it didn't make much sense. Of course Zach would know that she liked their home in Italy best, because throughout her youth she'd always been able to associate Italy with coming home - there was never a lack of family here, but when it came down to it, she was just as likely to have shown up at any of their places. It was when she saw the worry in his eyes when he asked if she'd been hurt that all the anger just... melted away. To know somebody cared about you as much as Zach cared about Luciana... she felt like the luckiest girl in the entire world. Still, she punched him in the shoulder just because she could, but shook her head.

No... he scared me though... I knocked out two of his teeth.

She said proudly, then reached up with both of her hands and pulled him down by the open sides of the shirt he wore. She slid her arms around him and hugged him to let him know that she was okay. Still, it wouldn't hurt for him to tell her exactly what he would have done to he guy had she actually been hurt.

[Zacharias Hawk]

"I'm not a mind reader, Sweetheart." Zach drawled, eyebrows shooting up as he did his utmost best to contain his amusement at her petulant words. He understood that she was angry - she had every right to be - but not with him. Okay, he knew he was a total douche a lot of the time, but all things considered, he was pretty good about being a douche when she wasn't around to see it. Plus, as far as he was concerned, he'd been really well behaved all things considered. That said, he couldn't blame her for being upset about the asshole that had tried to rape her. He was all for killing the bastard, truth be told, and it was only because Luciana relented and pulled him down on top of her that he hadn't bolted out of the house to go and accomplish that. He had much less self control than most Hawks, which made his recklessness dangerous almost. That said, it wasn't as though the bloke didn't have it coming. Assuming Zach actually ever got the chance to go through with something like that. And we can only imagine that he never would.

He placed a soft kiss on her mouth, and then sat back up a little bit, gently brushing conveniently stray hair back from her face as he looked down at her. Corny as it was, he was completely and utterly consumed by his love for her right at that moment in time, and for a few seconds, it was all he could think about. If he ever lost her, there was no doubt that he'd be utterly destroyed. Sometimes, she was the only thing that stopped him doing something really, really stupid. Like sleeping with that blonde in the bar, for instance. He'd have regretted that the next morning, if not the second his dick was back in his pants. But no matter, since he hadn't and all. "You should press charges," he murmured, already thinking about whether or not the bastard was gonna pull him up on GBH or some other bullshit. It wouldn't be the first time. Zach really, really needed to learn not to shoot first and ask questions later. "Or, y'know, I could kill the son of a bitch?" He might've been grinning slightly wickedly, but you know he was perfectly serious. As though we haven't iterated that enough already.

[Luciana Sacramoni]

Luciana shook her head as Zach mentioned that she should press charges. Had she been meeting the guy under normal circumstances, she might have, but the whole thing was a shady agreement at best, and Luciana should have known better than to go in alone. Her uncle, when asking for the favor, had wanted to go with her, but Luciana had insisted she would be okay, and that having Giacomo there would only complicate things further.

Can't... I wasn't supposed to be there in the first place, the whole arrangement was supposed to be private.

She said, though it actually didn't occur to her that she was making it sound like she'd had some under the table arrangement to sleep with the shady photographer guy. It was why when Zach mentioned killing the guy, she actually looked intrigued. Though she didn't take Zach as a killer, getting rid of the guy alltogether was pretty much the only surefire way to make sure he left the Sacramonis and Hawks alone. It was something about the look on Zach's face that was getting to her though, but in a good way.

You mean... you'd kill someone just to defend my honor?

She askedm looking genuinely intrigued and slightly turned on at the thought of Zach slaughtering somebody. Sick, yes, but we're blaming it completely on the fact that the other character we use Lucky's face for gets off on that kind of stuff. All at once though, her face turned to one of disbelief.

Nah.... you couldn't manage.... you'd pump yourself up for it and then like... picture your mom yelling at you then run away crying.

She was teasing him by the way, but it looked like she was serious, because apparently Luciana wanted Zach to be angry right now. What? He was hot when he was mad!

[Zacharias Hawk]

In fairness, Zach wasn't a total idiot. Which is probably the only reason he didn't kick off immediately at her godawful phrasing. After all, it really did sound like she'd gone there to meet him and give him a blowjob. In fact, to all intents and purposes, she'd made herself sound like a dirty whore. But since he knew her better than that, and happened to think she was better at lying than all that anyway - you know, had she decided to become a prostitute and not tell him - he simply looked a mixture of surprised and slightly curious as both eyebrows shot up in the air. After all, there was no possible way he was going to come to the conclusion that she'd been there to stop Giacomo from getting blackmailed. He really wasn't a mind reader, after all. "You what?" he asked, trying not to sound too accusatory. Being that he really kind of wanted to just freak the fuck out at her over what she'd just said. But he had a little bit more self control than that. His father's family had to have given him more than a name and good looks, after all, right?

He couldn't help but smirk at the look on her face as she asked him to clarify that he'd really kill someone for her. He'd pretty much have wasted the guy simply because she was asking him to, no need for a reason. Although he drew the line at kids. And maybe he drew the line at killing someone he knew didn't deserve it. But then again, it was hard to know sometimes. He had such a penchant for getting himself into fights, after all. It was a wonder the boy didn't have anything more disfiguring than a rather large scar running across his right side to show for it. It really was. He was about to nod, but didn't even get that far as she continued by baiting him, which earnt her a disapproving scowl. Again, he wasn't stupid, and he knew she was just trying to get him riled. It didn't occur to him why, of course, which is the reason that he simply sat up, pulling away from her. "Yeah, well, you've never seen her angry," he mumbled, managing to feign sounding really over-defensive about his apparent fear of his mothers wrath. No lie, though, his mum was fucking terrifying when she was angry. Plus, he really was a total momma's boy, so Luciana was quite justified in using it against him. Still, he was more interested in pretending to sulk than to admitting that as much as he loved his mum, he probably loved Luciana more.

[Luciana Sacramoni]

God. What was it about a man that made him assume the worst? Just because Luciana had implied she had something planned with Shady McShades-a-lot earlier, Zach was probably picturing her on her knees giving the guy a quick blow job, which is why she almost didn't dignify him with a response. Him pulling away didn't exactly help matters either, she'd been mad at him, she wanted him near her now and he was pulling away after she'd tried to tease him in good fun... it wasn't fair. Now he was going to use Alkisti against her? Okay, well not really, but sulking and pretending that Luciana hadn't been around Alkisti for the majority of her life? It was completely ridiculous. Luciana actually pulled herself from under the covers and crawled over to Zach, moving to sit on his lap so she could face him and lightly stroke his cheek.

I know baby... you had it so hard growing up.

She said with a pout, then leaned in and kissed him. Just in case he was trying to avoid it by the way, she was holding his face in place because she could.

And pull your panties out of your twat, our dear Uncle Giacomo was being blackmailed, I met with skeezeball because apparently my autograph was all he wanted in exchange for incredibly disturbing pictures of our Aunt and Uncle at our dear cousin Narciso's wedding. Okay?

Luciana worded her response carefully, so hopefully Zach would be more concerned with what scandalous thing Giacomo and Ade were being blackmailed for rather than why Luciana had gone into the deal alone.