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[Soranoo]

____❧ ❧ ❧ Ľεℓøu¢ħ vi βѓiταηηiα

_______________________If the king doesn't L E A D,
______________________________how can he expect his subordinates to follow?

Lelouch tried to make sense of everything he was given. The one thing he had trouble understanding was why he would be considered a terrorist in the first place. He was a prince of the Britannia family, and should be known as that, especially if Suzaku had met him before.

He slowly brought a hand up to his head and ran his hands through his hair the best the could. He then dug his fingers into his hair, gripping a handful lightly trying to think and remember what Suzaku was trying to tell him. He just need to clear his mind of what he thought was impossible. Maybe he had snuck out and looked suspicious to people? That was possible. He did get sick of the royal life now and then and his father was anything but nice.

Maybe if he thought about his time in Japan. It was a nice summer. He knew that much. He leaned closer to Suzaku as he closed his eyes and wrapped his other arm around him tighter. His memory was fuzzy. He could only think that was from the hit to his head. "Wait, you...there was a little boy at the shrine when I was in Japan. I can't remember much after that, but...that's you, right?"

He really couldn't recall much after that. He figured his long term memory was pretty much screwed up at the moment. He remembered the necessitates, such as, his name, his family, some feelings, and his status. He sighed heavily knowing this wasn't working. After listening to Suzaku longer, it only made him more confused. "I'm sorry...I don't..."

"Do you know the name C.C.?"

His eyes widened for a moment as he gripped Suzaku tighter, if that was even possible. It wasn't that he knew this C.C. off the top of his head or even what Suzaku was talking about, he just had a vision of a green haired girl in front of him and then it disappeared. His connection with C.C. couldn't be broken that easily, even with memory loss. The power that they contracted was still blazing inside of him, even with them hidden behind contacts. "I do, but I don't know why I know that name." He said softly as he let up his grip and rested his head against Suzaku's, giving him a soft nuzzle.

"Suzaku, let's get me cleaned up and we can continue talking while we're dry." He purposely failed to mention to Suzaku that they'd be moving to the bed to continue this talk. He'd rather have Suzaku do his work first and then get rewarded, the complete opposite of what his counterpart was probably thinking.

__________Those without power. . .
_______________Seek us!

_______________________Those with power. . .
____________________________Fear us!

[L a w l i-P0P]

¤¤_________________________ “have you ever h a t e d anyone
__________________________________________________________________so much
_____________________________________________________ that you would want to
________________________________________________k i l l t h e m?”
_______________________○ ● Şůzακû Ҝũгûгυġĭ

Suzaku wished he could offer more than words that were obviously meaningless. He could be saying anything – making things up, for all Lelouch knew – right now and it wouldn’t make a difference. Nothing was getting through to Lelouch. It seemed pointless to even continue with this when the attempt was so obviously a failed one, but Suzaku wouldn’t give up until Lelouch told him too – and Suzaku had a feeling that would be soon, since he figured Lelouch’s dislike for not knowing things that others did still existed despite his memory loss; having someone dictate his past too him wouldn’t be appreciated for that much longer.

Lelouch’s expression suddenly changed, morphing into recognition for a brief moment as he tugged gently at his hair. “"Wait, you...there was a little boy at the shrine when I was in Japan. I can't remember much after that, but...that's you, right?"

A smile appeared on Suzaku’s face. It was silly of him to be getting so excited over something as small as this. Lelouch probably didn’t even remember the face of the boy at the shrine (and he obviously didn’t remember that boy’s name), but still... it was a start. Maybe this wasn’t such a failure after all, and if he kept it up the memories would gradually flow back to him.

“Yeah,” he answered, taking hold of Lelouch’s hand and bringing it away from his hair, not wanting Lelouch to aggravate the wound on accident. He laced their finger together. “That was me.”

Almost as quickly as it appeared, the trace of familiarity was gone from Lelouch’s eyes, the look of confusion back on his face as Suzaku practically watched the gears turning frantically in his head. Whatever Lelouch remembered, or thought he remembered, was gone now. Suzaku tried not to let this defeat him, but couldn’t help but feel at a loss. This sort of thing would take time, he reminded himself; the worst thing he could do was force everything on Lelouch at once to make him remember. That would only overwhelm him, and he’d been through enough already.

“I’m sorry... I don’t...”

“It’s okay,” Suzaku assured, squeezing Lelouch’s hand and resisting the urge to bring it to his lips. He didn’t have the opportunity to do this even though he wanted to, as Lelouch’s body went rigid in his arms. So some part of him remembered C.C. after all? Of course... Suzaku grinned wryly; that witch would never loosen her hold over Lelouch that easily.


Suzaku was glad Lelouch offered them a break, even if it was brief. He didn’t want to get into the complicated business of C.C. and Geass and all that just yet. Helping Lelouch finish washing was a much easier (and more pleasurable, as it would give him more of an excuse to touch the other) task.

With a nod of compliance, Suzaku glanced around for the shampoo, finding it not too far away from where they sat. Unfortunately to get it he had to move Lelouch off of his lap, but once it was in his possession, he playfully tugged Lelouch back into his previous position. “I’ll wash your hair,” he offered, not about to let the other male protest. He squired an ample amount of shampoo onto Lelouch’s head, careful of the cut, and began to rub it into the other’s scalp, massaging the skin gently. “Tell me if it hurts.”

Telling me to go
But hands beg me to stay
Your lips say that you love
Your eyes say that you hate
And I, I wont be the one
To leave this in pieces
And you, you will be alone
Alone with all your secrets
And regrets
Don’tlie.

[Soranoo]

____❧ ❧ ❧ Ľεℓøu¢ħ vi βѓiταηηiα

_______________________If the king doesn't L E A D,
______________________________how can he expect his subordinates to follow?

Lelouch gave a soft smile once he heard Suzaku reply. So that little boy was him. He'd just have to keep working on remembering bits of his past. He knew it had to frustrating to Suzaku to deal with him. He was already getting frustrated at himself; he couldn't even begin to imagined how Suzaku felt. How could you just forget someone you've known for so long?

He shook his head knowing this wasn't the right attitude to have in this situation. He just needed to stay calm, composed. Lelouch knew, if anything, Suzaku had to be happy that he could remember a little bit about him, but what was this C.C. business and who was this girl? He felt like he had a deep connection with that girl, but not like he had with Suzaku. This was different. Something more mysterious, and maybe even frightening.

As soon as he was about to ask more about C.C., Suzaku decided he was going to change the subject for now, even though Lelouch was the one that really changed the subject to begin with. He groaned lightly as he was moved forward off of Suzaku. He pouted slightly until he was pulled back into this lap resuming his position. He didn't want to move from Suzaku's lap. Even if he drove the other male crazy, he felt the safest right next to Suzaku. Maybe it was that feeling that gave him the idea to make Suzaku his personal knight.

"Tell me if it hurts."

Lelouch scuffed for a moment. Even if the shampoo did burn him, he wasn't going to be that much of a pansy in front of Suzaku. "Yeah, alright." He agreed as he rested his head against Suzaku to give the male better access to see his head and where the wound was. He was thankful the wound wasn't as deep as he had first though with all this blood. He must of just been laying down for a while and the blood trickled down.

"You're not thinking anything inappropriate right now, are you?" He said as he closed his eyes and nudged Suzaku lightly. After all, he did just have Suzaku say he wanted to make love to him. He wasn't sure how long the male would be able to contain himself. Right now, he had duties as a knight to help his emperor. However, after he was cleaned up and dressed (maybe not even dressed) then they could go back to being close.

__________Those without power. . .
_______________Seek us!

_______________________Those with power. . .
____________________________Fear us!

[L a w l i-P0P]

¤¤_________________________ “have you ever h a t e d anyone
__________________________________________________________________so much
_____________________________________________________ that you would want to
________________________________________________k i l l t h e m?”
_______________________○ ● Şůzακû Ҝũгûгυġĭ

Even if Lelouch agreed to what Suzaku had asked, Suzaku knew Lelouch would not be saying if the wound hurt him at all while being shampooed. He probably felt vulnerable enough at the moment; adding any more weakness on top of that was simply out of the question. Suzaku rolled his eyes, not saying anything but contemplating if he should purposefully get a lot of shampoo in the wound just so Lelouch would cave in. In the end, he decided that would be too cruel of him, and that there were other – better – ways of making Lelouch give in to him; those would have to come later.

Suzaku relaxed against the side of the tub, a lazy smile on his face as his hands continued to methodically scrub Lelouch’s hair. As silly and sentimental as it might sound, he could really get used to being with Lelouch in this way... having a domestic life with him (Lelouch as the wife, of course). He wished things could just continue like this, that he could spend each day in such a blissful state with Lelouch and not have to worry about people manipulating them or wanting to see them dead. It made Suzaku wonder if he should just steal Lelouch away, run away with him to some far-off country.

But this Lelouch would never accept that. He wouldn’t be going anywhere until he learned the truth about himself.

“You’re not thinking anything inappropriate right now, are you?”

Suzaku blinked and focused down on Lelouch, tilting his head to the side as his hands paused. Inappropriate? Well, thoughts of kidnapping the emperor weren’t exactly good ones, but they weren’t inappropriate in the sense Lelouch meant. Really, did the other male only think him capable of perverted fantasies? For the first time in the past few hours, Suzaku actually wasn’t thinking about anything perverted – not until Lelouch questioned him, that is.

A sly grin spread across Suzaku’s face as he leaned forward, trailing one of his hands down the back of Lelouch’s neck. “Perhaps I am” he replied teasingly. "It's hard to have you sitting in my lap and not think anything inappropriate." His hand moved down lower, over Lelouch's side. "And you, your majesty?"

Telling me to go
But hands beg me to stay
Your lips say that you love
Your eyes say that you hate
And I, I wont be the one
To leave this in pieces
And you, you will be alone
Alone with all your secrets
And regrets
Don’tlie.

[Soranoo]

____❧ ❧ ❧ Ľεℓøu¢ħ vi βѓiταηηiα

_______________________If the king doesn't L E A D,
______________________________how can he expect his subordinates to follow?

Lelouch let out a soft purr at the feeling of Suzaku's hands massaging his head. It felt nice, especially after the headache he had experienced earlier that day. Maybe all this rubbing and massaging would help stimulate his mind a bit into remembering more about his past and the present. Suzaku would like that right?

His eyes closed tightly for a moment, feeling the stinging of the shampoo finally reaching over his wound. It wasn't unbearable. It was just more of a quick sting. "Careful..." He whispered softly, noticing Suzaku relaxing a bit more. He didn't mind if Suzaku enjoyed doing this, he just didn't want any mistakes to come up. He knew Suzaku would take care of him though. From everything that's happened since he woke up until now, Suzaku never showed him anything but admiration, protection, and love.

He smiled softly knowing his words had caused Suzaku to begin thinking things a bit perverted. Well it was Suzaku, so maybe they were a bit more than perverted. The grin on Suzaku's face was more than enough to confirm what he was thinking.

"And you, your majesty?"

That was a good question. He wasn't thinking anything too inappropriate, but Suzaku didn't have to know that. "Wouldn't you like to know?" He said in a teasing tone as he did to same to as Suzaku, running his hand along the male's neck and side. "Indeed, but if I move, it wouldn't be as comfy." He knew that explanation for being on Suzaku's lap was far from a good one, but it would cause the male to think more about him on him.

The air was just getting a bit too tense with all this remembering. He wanted to lighten the mood before they got back to on the more serious topics. "Looks like I'm on top." He said in a sly whispered. If anything, that should make the male more excited. Once Suzaku was done with his hair, he wanted to get out and move some place comfier.

__________Those without power. . .
_______________Seek us!

_______________________Those with power. . .
____________________________Fear us!

[L a w l i-P0P]

¤¤_________________________ “have you ever h a t e d anyone
__________________________________________________________________so much
_____________________________________________________ that you would want to
________________________________________________k i l l t h e m?”
_______________________○ ● Şůzακû Ҝũгûгυġĭ

“Carefull...”

The word snapped Suzaku back to attention, his fantasies leaving him as he concentrated on Lelouch once more. Careless of him; what was he thinking? Well, it was probably best he didn’t travel back down that rode, lest he wanted to completely lose himself and end up hurting Lelouch once more.

“Sorry,” he replied, voice quiet as he straightened once more to finish the task at hand. Lelouch’s hair was clean by now, the blood and dirt having been scrubbed away. After quickly rinsing his hands in the water, Suzaku cupped them together, allowing the water to fill the space between them. Before he could raise his hands any higher, however, he felt a teasing touch against his neck, Lelouch using his own tactic against him. The brunette blushed, the water slipping out from between his hands.

As much as he loved that Lelouch was touching him, he almost wished the emperor wouldn’t, for at this rate Suzaku would never finish washing his hair and they would never leave this bathroom. But then again, Lelouch didn’t even have to be touching him for Suzaku to lose focus... every movement the other made was enticing.

Suzaku cleared his throat and tried again to cup the water in his hands. By this point, the water had gone from being hot to lukewarm, and it wouldn’t be long now before it turned cold. Suzaku hoped they could be out of the bath and somewhere more comfortable before that time came...

After instructing Lelouch to close his eyes, Suzaku released the water over top of the other male’s head, watching as the soap was rinsed from his dark hair. Emerald eyes followed the tracks the water droplets made down the side of Lelouch’s face, sliding entrancingly over high cheekbones and over full lips before reaching his delicately pointed chin and either continuing further down the swan-like neck or dripping sadly back into the tub.

“Looks like I’m on top.”

A small noise escape Suzaku’s throat, the brunette leaning forward before he could stop himself and running his tongue up Lelouch’s neck, licking away the water that still clung to his skin. As he did this, he continued to rinse the soap out of Lelouch’s hair.

“That can be easily changed,” he replied, grinning as he slithered his arm around Lelouch’s waist and stood up suddenly. With Lelouch’s legs still wrapped around him, he was able to carry the emperor easily out of the bath tub. “I think we’re finished in here, your majesty... If you would like to continue this elsewhere?” There was a playful yet predatory gleam in his eyes as he stepped over the piles of their discarded clothes, bringing them to a rack with towels on it before finally setting Lelouch down to grab them a towel each.

Telling me to go
But hands beg me to stay
Your lips say that you love
Your eyes say that you hate
And I, I wont be the one
To leave this in pieces
And you, you will be alone
Alone with all your secrets
And regrets
Don’tlie.

[Soranoo]

____❧ ❧ ❧ Ľεℓøu¢ħ vi βѓiταηηiα

_______________________If the king doesn't L E A D,
______________________________how can he expect his subordinates to follow?

Lelouch closed his eyes as he was instructed. The water felt nice, but was unneseccary. Suzaku could of just told him to carefully dunk his head down in the water or run his head under the water facuet. Using a hand as a cup might take a while to get rid of all the soap.

His body instantly tensed up as he felt Suzaku's tongue against his flesh. What was this male doing? Maybe that's why he wanted to cup and pour water over his head, so he could catch any droplets that fall. It felt nice though, just a little to nice at the moment. Suzaku was going to end up driving him crazy before they even get out of the tub.

"That can be easily changed"

Oh! Suzaku was on now! He refused to allow a knight to overpower him. How would that look on an emperor anyway? Being dominated by another male wasn't exactly his idea of fun compared to making the other male squirm. He just didn't know if he could last that long.

He let out a small yelp in surprise as he was suddenly picked up out of the water. His arms instantly clung around Suzaku as a reflex and from the chill of the air touching his wet skin. Suzaku was right, they did need to finish everything else away from the bathtub. He was happy to be clean again, free of blood, dirt, and anything else that was on him. He didn't mind seeing Suzaku with water clinging to his body either.

"Yes, that would be a good idea." He said as he was placed down and took the towel from Suzaku. He instantly wiped his body down, trying to get the, now cold, water off of him. He shook his head lightly, removing the excess water and then placed the towel onto his head gently to remove the water that clung to his hair. "I want to speak more about my past too. About this C.C. that you brought up, and about more about us." He said as he pulled his towel down off his hair and placed it around his waist. "But, first I want to get some clothes on."

__________Those without power. . .
_______________Seek us!

_______________________Those with power. . .
____________________________Fear us!

[L a w l i-P0P]

¤¤_________________________ “have you ever h a t e d anyone
__________________________________________________________________so much
_____________________________________________________ that you would want to
________________________________________________k i l l t h e m?”
_______________________○ ● Şůzακû Ҝũгûгυġĭ

Suzaku allowed himself a laugh at Lelouch’s expense, unable to resist after Lelouch’s reaction to being unexpectedly lifted out of the water. The emperor let out an undignified yelp, clinging to his knight as if for dear life; it was too cute. He tried not to watch as the other male began to pat himself dry, concentrating instead on drying himself off. Lelouch may have been teasing him quite a bit in the tub, but Suzaku knew better than to think things were going to progress any farther until he got the information he desired.

After toweling his hair, Suzaku let the towel drape lazily over his shoulders, not bothering to tie it around his waist in a display of modesty like Lelouch had done. It was a tad embarrassing to walk around like that, but... he’d already been naked in the bath tub with Lelouch – with Lelouch sitting on top of his lap. He didn’t think modesty was entirely necessary at this point. Besides, they were just going to get dressed anyways (he couldn’t stop the disappointed frown that stretched his lips downwards in response to Lelouch’s desire to put clothes on).

For the first time, he wondered where they were supposed to find clothes – since he doubted Lelouch wanted to put on the soiled Knight of Seven. He’d never spent an excessive amount of time in the guests’ quarters of the palace, and so had no idea if there would be spare clothes or robes left in the bedrooms.

“I was hoping clothes wouldn’t be necessary,” he said honestly, advancing on Lelouch, pulling the towel off from around his shoulders and, with one hand on either end of it, slinging it over Lelouch and using it to pull the other male closer to him. “I think I deserve a bit of a reward after telling you as much as I have, don’t I?”

He was pouting again, a sign that he wasn’t entirely serious but wouldn’t mind at all if Lelouch decided to be generous.

Telling me to go
But hands beg me to stay
Your lips say that you love
Your eyes say that you hate
And I, I wont be the one
To leave this in pieces
And you, you will be alone
Alone with all your secrets
And regrets
Don’tlie.

[Soranoo]

____❧ ❧ ❧ Ľεℓøu¢ħ vi βѓiταηηiα

_______________________If the king doesn't L E A D,
______________________________how can he expect his subordinates to follow?

Lelouch drew his eyes up to meet Suzaku's for a moment, which quickly moved from his eyes down his body. Alright...he had to admit that Suzaku wearing nothing but that towel like that was a turn on. The male was doing this on purpose wasn't he? Trying to make him give in while flaunting his body around. Well it was working...

"I was hoping clothes wouldn't be necessary."

This brought a slight smirk to the emperor's face. Really now, did he think he'd get to just stay naked around him all day? He did have guards and servants around, and it would be shameful to see him exposed. Suzaku should consider himself lucky that he's gotten this close to him, and being his personal knight only made it easier for him to get closer. He was an interesting male though. He'd never met anyone like him, that he could remember that is. It's a wonder that the two became friends. Suzaku was so different than himself, yet, some aspects were so similar it was like they were the same person.

His eyes widened in surprise as he was suddenly pulled forward. He didn't expect Suzaku to use a towel to draw them close, but he should of thought of it. Suzaku still wanted his rewards for giving him information. Just the thought of this situation brought a small blush to his face. "I suppose you deserve something..." He said as he leaned up a softly covered Suzaku's lips with his own, running his tongue slowly over the other male's lips before hiding it back within his own mouth as a slight tease.

Lelouch slowly pulled away and ducked under Suzaku's arms so he could move around on his own as he walked over to an overhead rack and pulled off two folded robes. He threw one over in Suzaku's direction, and instantly put one on himself. "Now stop pouting. I told you I'd reward you after you tell me what I want to know." He said as he moved out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom. When his guards returned, he'd ask them to bring them a change of clothes, so these would have to do for now.

__________Those without power. . .
_______________Seek us!

_______________________Those with power. . .
____________________________Fear us!

[L a w l i-P0P]

¤¤_________________________ “have you ever h a t e d anyone
__________________________________________________________________so much
_____________________________________________________ that you would want to
________________________________________________k i l l t h e m?”
_______________________○ ● Şůzακû Ҝũгûгυġĭ

It amazed Suzaku that Lelouch could forget virtually everything about him, and yet still feel comfortable in his presence like this. Certainly it would make more sense for Lelouch to be frightened, wary of him – not that Suzaku wanted Lelouch to act that way towards him, he just found it odd, amazing how feelings could still remain between people even when the memories no longer existed.

He had the fleeting desire to crush Lelouch against himself, nuzzle his face in that silky black hair and thank him a thousand times over for not pushing him away. It was a sappy, romantic thought that should have disgusted him once he realized it, but it only made him smile all the brighter, green eyes staring warmly (and, admittedly, more than a tad lustfully) down at the other male.

“Lelouch,” he murmured, a touch of gratefulness to his voice as those pliant lips slid over his own – the reward Lelouch mentioned. Suzaku’s grip on the towel slackened a little, the brunette fighting his urge to grab Lelouch and race them over to the bed. With Lelouch like this, Suzaku couldn’t afford to overstep his boundaries; the knight inside of him who was used to obeying proper protocol between servant and master understood this, and thus far kept him from doing anything to hurt his chances, even if the teenaged boy that had been repressed far too long wanted to only obey his hormones.

The kiss ended all too soon, Lelouch’s tongue running languidly along Suzaku’s bottom lip before retreating back into his own mouth. With a shudder and a groan Suzaku tried to press his lips more forcefully against Lelouch’s, but the other male had already withdrawn, ducking out of Suzaku’s hold before Suzaku even realized it. Opening his eyes (when had they closed, exactly? Suzaku couldn’t recall), Suzaku released a breath through his nose. “You’re terrible,” he accused, the insult doubtful when coupled with the grin still present on his face. “His majesty really needs to learn to treat his loyal servants better than this... It might get him into trouble one day.”

He caught the robe Lelouch tossed in his direction and reluctantly while gazing over at Lelouch, debating the ethics in slapping him on the a** with the towel he’d used to hold the other in place moments ago. It probably wouldn’t amuse the emperor in the slightest but... Suzaku didn’t want to miss the opportunity to see Lelouch flustered, so he took the opportunity presented to him and whipped the towel at Lelouch’s butt – satisfied by the tiny smack it gave – just before the other male slid the robe over his shoulders.

Suzaku then dropped the towel and proceeded to shrug into his own robe, whistling innocently as he tied a knot around the waist to keep it in place all the while making his way towards the exit of the bathroom.

Telling me to go
But hands beg me to stay
Your lips say that you love
Your eyes say that you hate
And I, I wont be the one
To leave this in pieces
And you, you will be alone
Alone with all your secrets
And regrets
Don’tlie.

[Soranoo]

____❧ ❧ ❧ Ľεℓøu¢ħ vi βѓiταηηiα

_______________________If the king doesn't L E A D,
______________________________how can he expect his subordinates to follow?

Lelouch was pleased with himself. It didn't take much to turn Suzaku into a lustful male, but he couldn't help it. Suzaku just looked so much cuter when he was pouting with lust for his emperor in his eyes. He knew at one point, this was going to backfire, and Suzaku will want to get revenge back at him. For now, he didn't want to think about that. After all, they had many things to discuss about his past and what's going on now.

"You're terrible."

So Suzaku was messing with him back. "I think I've been treating you pretty well. Who else gets to be this close to me." He said acting all high and mighty, bringing his hand up and flicking it through his hair. Suzaku was quite lucky that Lelouch spared his life to begin with, so as far as he knew, Suzaku should just be a good knight and put up with his majesty's taunting. "I told you once I get the information I want, you'll be rewarded."

However, Suzaku must have thought otherwise. His head instantly turned around as he felt the smack to his lower half. "Su-za-ku..." He hissed out in a low voice, narrowing his eyes at the other male who tried to act like nothing happened at all. Slowly, he walked over to the male, obviously not amused by this act. Lelouch wasn't built like Suzaku, knowing his luck that would bruise along with all his other injuries.

He grabbed Suzaku's wrists a bit roughly, dragging him into the bedroom the best he could. He knew if Suzaku wanted to, he'd just pulled his hands back, but if he was a smart knight, he'd let his emperor do whatever he wanted. Without warning, he suddenly pushed Suzaku back, making him flop onto the bed, and stared at him. "Tell me the rest, or I'll call for my guards."

Lelouch was far beyond reason at this point. It was killing him inside that he didn't know what had happened to him, and what he couldn't remember. He felt like he was missing a part of himself and he was sure Suzaku would be the one to fill in that missing piece.

Slowly, he advanced forward, wrapping his arms around Suzaku's neck and moving his body to lay against him. The guard threat was completely fake. He couldn't just summon the guards to take Suzaku away when he had yet to learn everything he needed, or even get closer to him. "Please, Suzaku..."

__________Those without power. . .
_______________Seek us!

_______________________Those with power. . .
____________________________Fear us!

[L a w l i-P0P]

¤¤_________________________ “have you ever h a t e d anyone
__________________________________________________________________so much
_____________________________________________________ that you would want to
________________________________________________k i l l t h e m?”
_______________________○ ● Şůzακû Ҝũгûгυġĭ

The irritated pronunciation of his name was expected, which was why Suzaku did not stop upon hearing it, instead continuing on his way to the bedroom, trying to stifle his laughter at Lelouch’s thoroughly pissed-off reaction to getting slapped on the a**. Really, now, it was Lelouch’s own fault for acting like such a tease; if he wanted to act like that, he should expect to receive the same kind of treatment. Then again, there was probably no-one else besides Suzaku who would ever dare to do something like that to the Demon Emperor of Britannia.

But memory-less or not, Lelouch was still his best friend – and some part of Lelouch knew that subconsciously, which probably only confused and infuriated him all the more – so Suzaku knew he could get away with doing such a thing.

Feeling the tight hold on his wrist, Suzaku blinked, glancing over at the aggravated emperor and about to say something. Before he got the chance, however, he was being dragged forward, stumbling over his own two feet as he was towed along into the bedroom. If he wanted to, Suzaku knew he could have easily fought against Lelouch’s hold and evaded whatever ‘punishment’ Lelouch most likely had in mind for doing such an audacious thing. But whatever punishment that was Suzaku was fairly certain he wouldn’t mind it; he did have, as he’d been told many times, some masochistic tendencies – putting up with Lelouch was one of them.

A soft grunt escaped Suzaku as he was shoved onto the mattress, landing on his back to stare up at the other male. Lelouch loomed over the side of the bed, gazing down at him with a threat in his fake amethyst eyes. But behind the threat (that was probably a null one in reality) Suzaku could read the pain swimming in Lelouch’s eyes, the desire to fill the void in his mind and in his heart. Suzaku’s own emerald eyes softened as he continued to stare up at Lelouch, his expression more sympathetic than it had been in the bathroom.

He felt guilty now, for withholding the information from Lelouch. More than anything he knew Lelouch hated being kept in the dark about things, and now here he was, his entire life a mystery to him; what was true, what was false? Suzaku was the only one who could answer those questions honestly – Suzaku wouldn’t let anyone else fill in the details for Lelouch; he couldn’t trust anyone else to not manipulate the emperor in this vulnerable state.

Sighing quietly, Suzaku’s arms enveloped Lelouch in a snug embrace as the other male settled on top of him. Just the feeling of Lelouch so close, with only the thin material of their robes separating their bodies, made Suzaku squirm in anticipation. He wanted nothing more than to roll them over and ravage Lelouch. He craned his neck forward, burying his nose in the slope of Lelouch’s throat and inhaling deeply, skimming his lips over the soft skin.

“Please, Suzaku...”

But this – telling Lelouch the truth – came first. It had to… Suzaku couldn’t stand that pained expression on Lelouch’s face.

Suzaku pulled back and laid back down against the mattress, keeping his arms around Lelouch and his eyes trained on the emperor’s face.


“C.C. is the name of the woman you met in that same warehouse.” Suzaku then began the tedious task of explaining how, instead of poison gas, the woman C.C. had been inside the capsule the real terrorists stole. He explained how Suzaku’s superiors arrived and had ordered Suzaku to shoot Lelouch, and when he’d refused they shot Suzaku instead. “I fell unconscious, but I guess you managed to escape with C.C... I know it was during that time that she gave you that power... The power to control people’s minds... Geass...”

He looked away as he said the word softly, hesitantly, afraid Lelouch would think he was crazy – he sounded crazy.

Telling me to go
But hands beg me to stay
Your lips say that you love
Your eyes say that you hate
And I, I wont be the one
To leave this in pieces
And you, you will be alone
Alone with all your secrets
And regrets
Don’tlie.

[Soranoo]

____❧ ❧ ❧ Ľεℓøu¢ħ vi βѓiταηηiα

_______________________If the king doesn't L E A D,
______________________________how can he expect his subordinates to follow?

Lelouch wrapped one arm around Suzaku as he snuggled up closer to him. He knew if given the opportunity, Suzaku would skip all this talking and take Lelouch completely. He supposed he should be thankful for the male's impressive self control. His hand came up and rested in Suzaku's hair once he pressed his head against his own neck. He didn't mind being close while Suzaku spoke about his past, he just didn't want that to cloud the young male's mind in getting his priorities messed up.

Why did Suzaku have to look so cute looking at him? His eyes instantly looked away unable to compete with his right now. They soon slid shut as Suzaku began to tell him more about that day. He was actually surprised there was so much about that day to tell. Any normal person would just explain some life events and then expand if he asked, but Suzaku....why was he so hung up on letting him know about this?

The moment Suzaku told him that he was shot, he didn't want to believe it. That Britannia would shot someone so easily for trying to save someone else. Slowly, his hand moved inside of the young male's robe and began to rub the skin softly. Secretly, he was hoping to find the wound the bullet must of left, but when he eyed Suzaku's body up earlier, he saw no such scar.

"Geass..."

His eyes widened for a moment as that word seemed to simulate an image in his mind. A bird like symbol and that girl again. What did this mean? "S-Suzaku...you're starting to sound crazy. I mean do you really expect me to believe that I have a power...this 'geass' and that a girl gave it to me? Are you sure you're alright?" Most of all, he didn't want to believe what Suzaku was telling him. A power just didn't seem logical, but as Suzaku spoke, images would appear for him, as if his mind had locked this memories away so they wouldn't haunt him.

Meanwhile, outside the room, the guard was furious. They had returned with a change of clothes and a few other things for the emperor, only to find Suzaku broke his word. Telling the demon about geass was against their agreement, and now Suzaku had to be punished.

"I'll take care of Kururugi. I want you to take care of the Emperor." He said as he handed his partner a stack of the emperor's clothes. He pulled away the top shirt to reveal a bottle of medicine and a few leather items. "Take the Emperor to another room and shove a good amount of this down his throat. You'll have little resistance once you do that. Act as nice as possible until you get to the room. Restrain him first if need be, in anyway way you feel necessary." He pointed to a few of the items from a collar with a chain and straps, to leather cuffs to restrain the Emperor from moving his hands, to more of a torment item that composed of a small leather belt type ring. "Make him suffer. With this, you'll be able to do anything you want to drive him to the point he'll do anything for us just to have a release. I want it to be imprinted in his mind that he's going to obey us now, and his Knight will be helpless to do anything but watch."

He leaned against the door and waited for the right time to strike. Once Suzaku tells him what geass actually is and Lelouch responds as if he's really crazy, that's when they'll strike. It was perfect, to make him think that they're protecting him and to make Suzaku's words useless.

__________Those without power. . .
_______________Seek us!

_______________________Those with power. . .
____________________________Fear us!

[L a w l i-P0P]

¤¤_________________________ “have you ever h a t e d anyone
__________________________________________________________________so much
_____________________________________________________ that you would want to
________________________________________________k i l l t h e m?”
_______________________○ ● Şůzακû Ҝũгûгυġĭ

It felt nice to lay like this with Lelouch, and Suzaku couldn’t help but think it was a pity that he’d wasted so much time loathing the other male too much to even go near him that he’d never realized the feelings that lay underneath of it all. If only he’d discovered them sooner... So many things would have been different; so much time could have been spent in ways better than plotting to destroy one another. Maybe Suzaku would have had the chance to actually be intimate with Lelouch if he’d confessed sooner – not that that mattered or anything! Suzaku was grateful for the chance to be able to do anything now, as Lelouch seemed to reciprocate his feelings, even in this state.

But... he still hated that this Lelouch wasn’t <i>his</i> Lelouch. Suzaku loved him all the same, but it still felt like something was missing, most obviously because Lelouch didn’t have any idea who he was or what they had both been through the last few years. He didn’t know how they’d practically overcome Hell together, and what made matters worse was that he probably wouldn’t even believe it if Suzaku managed to tell him everything.

Suzaku stilled as he felt Lelouch’s hand slip into his robe, running gently over his skin as if in search of something. He closed his eyes, relishing in the contact, his own arms tightening subconsciously around the other male, one running up his back to tangle in the silky black hair he’d grown so fond of. Suzaku could only guess that Lelouch was attempting to locate evidence of his being shot like he’d claimed to have been in the warehouse. If that was the case, he wouldn’t find anything. The pocket watch Suzaku had taken from his father on that fateful day, which he’d worn on himself every day thereafter, had ironically protected him and kept the bullet from penetrating the skin.

“S-Suzaku, you’re starting to sound crazy...”

Red-faced, Suzaku turned his head away. He couldn’t blame Lelouch for not believing him, but it still hurt to be called <i>crazy</i>. A part of him felt bitter that Lelouch would even say such a thing; he was the one that kept demanding Suzaku tell him everything he knew, after all – if Lelouch wasn’t prepared to handle it then it was his own damn fault. However, Suzaku couldn’t bring himself to be angry at Lelouch, given that he would most likely react the same way if the roles were reversed.

“I know it sounds stupid and... unbelievable, I didn’t believe it either at first, but... I’m not crazy Lelouch, I’ve seen it with my own eyes – had it cast on me and everything!”

The part of him that still resented Lelouch for the ‘live on’ Geass couldn’t let Suzaku look at Lelouch when he said this. He took several seconds to recompose himself before sighing again, trying to kept the frustration out of his voice as he continued. “The Geass is real and I can prove it.” Slowly – terrified that Lelouch would get fed up with this nonsense and pull away – Suzaku brought one of his hands to cup the side of Lelouch’s face, resting his thumb underneath Lelouch’s eye. “You’re wearing contacts right now. All you have to do is take them out, make eye contact with someone and order them to do something... and they won’t have any other choice.”

- - - -

He’d known leaving the emperor with Suzaku was a bad idea. After what they’d walked in on in the gardens, they should have known better than to think Suzaku would actually be smart and heed their warning to tell Lelouch nothing. Suzaku was utterly devoted to the other male, so of course if Lelouch asked <i>nicely</i> enough and touched him just the right way, Suzaku would relent and give him anything he asked for.

Taking the emperor’s clothes as well as the drug from his companion, he listened raptly to his instructions, a grin forming on his face as he thought of what he might do to Lelouch. In this condition already Lelouch would not be able to fight him, but with this drug in his system he would practically be <i>begging</i> for him.

“Understood. This should be fun...”

Telling me to go
But hands beg me to stay
Your lips say that you love
Your eyes say that you hate
And I, I wont be the one
To leave this in pieces
And you, you will be alone
Alone with all your secrets
And regrets
Don’tlie.

[Soranoo]

____❧ ❧ ❧ Ľεℓøu¢ħ vi βѓiταηηiα

_______________________If the king doesn't L E A D,
______________________________how can he expect his subordinates to follow?

Lelouch wouldn't admit it to Suzaku, but all this touching and being extremely close to each other was starting to really get to him. Suzaku was telling him things that sounded super crazy, but looking at his face...it was telling him he wasn't lying. If he wasn't lying, then...truly there wasn't a power known as geass. What was this geass and how could a girl give it to him? Nothing made logical sense.

He was about to open his mouth and tell Suzaku that was enough and for them to just go ahead and give him his reward, but he started talking about geass on his own. His eyes widened as Suzaku just continued trying to get him to believe him. He almost seemed hysterical at first. "I-I'd never do something like that to you." He said as he quickly looked away from him. He couldn't believe Suzaku would even say something like that. Even without his memories, he was still very aware of his feelings for Suzaku even if they hadn't grown as strongly as they are right now, he wouldn't do anything to harm someone he cared about.

But...even if Suzaku sounded crazy, he still didn't understand the visions he was having. Of the girl C.C. and of the symbol. Maybe Suzaku was actually telling the truth? "You can't expect me to believe this." He paused for a moment and took a deep breath. "But...I can tell you wouldn't lie to me. Either this geass power is real and that's why you was hesitant about telling me before, or you've made it up to protect me from something else."

He brought his hand up and rested it over Suzaku's slowly lacing their fingers and pulling his hand down. "Maybe I'll try this power out on you then." He said in a teasing tone as he held Suzaku's hand above his head and ran his other hand down the male's chest. "I command you to let me have my way with you." He continued to tease as he leaned forward giving Suzaku a brief soft kiss, trailing kisses down his neck, giving him a few nips here and there. He'd heard enough of the stories for now.

His hand trailed down Suzaku's body, moving past his hip and planned on going farther until his hand was seized and he was pulled away from the other male. He blinked as he realized his guards were back in the room. "What is the meaning of this? Leave and let me continue!" He hissed out, obviously upset about what just happened.

The guard had softly opened the door once he heard Suzaku talk about how to use his geass. They had to act then. It was better that they quietly walked in then barged in, making it seem like they respected him better. "Your majesty, please be reasonable. We simply brought you a change of clothing and heard this male telling you a ridiculous story. I did a background check on this male, and while he's no terrorist, he is a thief! He's conned many people out of things with made up stories. He can't be trusted." He said as he held Lelouch against him protectively and gave Suzaku an evil glare. If he knew better, then he'd keep his mouth shut.

He softly gave Lelouch a push towards his partner, giving him a slight nod to continue with the plan. Majesty, please allow us to make this up to you. We brought you some of the finest silks. Please feel free to try them on. He could tell the Emperor was hesitant about leaving Suzaku alone, but truthfully, he did need a change of clothes to begin with and followed the other guard out of the room.

Once the door was closed, he set his sights on Suzaku as he quickly seized his hands, pinning them above his head with one hand and held him in place with his body. "Don't even think about it. You went against our agreement, and now you'll have to make it up to me if you want to keep him alive."

__________Those without power. . .
_______________Seek us!

_______________________Those with power. . .
____________________________Fear us!