It's a Love Story

He chuckled slightly and kissed her lips even though she was sick. "As long as I'm with you I'm sure I'll smile."

She smiled softly and nuzzled close to him.

Jon sighed and held onto Ren. "ren? Promise me you wont go anywhere." he said softly.

"I don't want to be anywhere but with you," she told him honestly, clinging to him tiredly.

He nodded. "good." he said softly. "Now sleep, you sound tired."

She nodded and fell asleep in his arms, clinging to him gently.

Jon stayed there, just holding onto Ren. He was falling for her and he understood what Roman was feeling. If he lost Ren.... He wouldn't know what to do."

Rose clung to Aiden, just wanting to be near him.

Aiden let her cling. They were sitting in a chair in the corner, Rosie sitting on his lap. He gave her soft kisses every now and then, constantly whispering that he loved her. He needed her to feel better again.

[you mind if we fast forward to after the funeral?]

((Sure. How would we do that?))

As Pavo's body was being buried, his brother held his mom as she sobbed into his shoulder. He sighed sadly, watching them pour dirt over his brother's casket. Everyone started filing out, save Mike and his family, who stayed to pay extra respects to the boy who saved Roman's life.

Even after everyone was gone, Roman stayed by Pavo's grave. Just in the short while she had with him she had fallen in love and she wasn't getting over it yet.

Pavo watched Roman cry over his grave. It broke his heart to see her so sad. "Do not cry for me, bellezza," he murmured, standing next to her. "Please don't cry..."

Once Dante had his mother finally in the car, he went over to the girl his brother had saved. "Roman," he asked, his voice almost exactly like Pavo's. "Are you alright," he asked. He looked exactly like his brother, except for his eyes. They were blue, whereas Pavo's were green.

Roman had heard Pavo and looked around, thinking she had seen him. Then she heard his brother and she looked up at him. She nodded and then shook her head, looking back at Pavo's grave. "I will be." she said softly.

"If you need someone to talk to, I am here," he told her. "I was very close to my brother. We were twins, if you haven't noticed already. He was a very good man," he nodded, his voice getting thick with emotion. He stopped himself before he started to cry.

"Not you too, Dante," Pavo frowned. "Do not cry over me. Be happy, both of you. I won't leave until I see everyone smile from their hearts."

"Did you hear that?" She asked, looking around.

"Did I hear what," Dante asked, looking around as well.

She sighed. "Nothing..."

"Do you hear me, bellezza," Pavo asked her, looking into her eyes. "Do you see me?"

Dante looked down at her curiously, wondering what she heard, or thought she heard.

Roman looked back into his eyes with her hurt ones. "Must you torment me like this, Pavo?" she asked softly.

"I'm so sorry," he said, meaning it. "But I will not leave until I see you smile again. You and my dearest brother."

"I'll try." Roman said softly, holding back tears.

"Bellezza," he whispered, wiping away her tears and kissing her forehead. "Do not cry for me," he begged. "I am still here with you."

She sighed, a few more tears falling. "You were suppose to be my first kiss..." she whispered.