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WARNING: To those who found this story through an author alert, please note that I put this in the M-section. While I'm still debating if it's actually more tame than some T-fics, I decided to play it safe.

Discoveries: Kallen

What just happened?

I'm lying in bed with Lelouch, my best friend. We're both catching our breaths. We're also both naked.

When did it all, change?

Since the first day we met, we were connected. Other friends came and went in the next seven years, but the two of us stayed together. People who knew us would say we were inseperable. We walked to and from school together. We went to each other's parties. We spent our vacations together. We even call each other's parents Mom and Dad.

But after that accident a month ago, he suddenly started avoiding me. Neither of us was hurt; he only pushed me out of a bicyclist's way, where we landed in someone's lawn. As we laid on the grass, he just stared at me for a while before he asked me if I was okay. Barely waiting for my response, he simply got up walked away without helping me up. He always helped me up, asthma attack or no.

He started having excuses to get to school earlier or later than I did. Even if I checked on him during track practice, he managed to avoid me. None of the messages I sent him got a reply. His little brother started noticing, too, and even asked me if we had a fight.

But I didn't know anything! All I knew was that I was suddenly missing a large part of my life ― of my world.

Why won't he talk to me?

So when Mom (Shirley, his Mom. I lost mine long ago) called me to house-sit for them, I wasn't sure if I should accept. Please! We all know you're the only one who could stand up to Schneizy. The dog. And Lelouch would be heartbroken if we come back with him starving to death. It'll only be for two days! I relented. At least the dog did like me. He might actually make good company.

Imagine my surprise when I entered the back door to see Lelouch there. With the dog. Looking everything like I walked in on an important conversation.

"What are you doing here?!"

We both asked the question at the same time. Since this was his house, I answered first.

"Mom asked me to house-sit; feed the dog. Said you'll all be gone for two days. You shouldn't be here."

His eyes narrowed at my response before he averted his gaze and responded. "Well, the house isn't empty so you don't have to be here, anymore."

"Yes I do," I snapped back at his dismissal. "Whatever your reason for getting left behind," I saw him twitch a little here, "it at was your mom's request that I come here, so I'll stay!"

"Fine," he relented after a big huff, then began to walk away "You know where everything is."

"Yeah," I flinched when I heard him slam the door to his room. As I set to put my bag down, I felt Schneizy the Schnauzer touch my leg. I scratched behind his ears and asked him sadly,

"He hates me now, doesn't he? Can you tell me why?" Schneizy only whimpered. "Boy's talk, is it? Okay, I won't ask anymore."

Lunchtime came with Lelouch and I meeting face-to-face, but not a single word was spoken. Even Schneizy seemed to feel the tension; he couldn't decide who to ask for food. After a while, I decided to prepare the dog food myself; that's what I was here for, anyway. All the while I felt Lelouch's eyes on me, but he never said a word. After the meal, he simply left his dishes on the sink and returned to his room.

As the day passed, I acted as if I was alone with the dog in the house, not bothering to ask Lelouch for something I needed but couldn't find. Or, in this case, for something so high up, I couldn't reach. I don't remember what it was that I was reaching for, anymore, just that I had set the stepladder a little too far to the right. It tilted and I fell.

Into Lelouch, who was suddenly there and broke my fall.

There we were, nearly in the same situation as a month ago; both of us on the ground, both of our hearts pounding from the shock, both of us breathing heavily, our faces so close.

But there was something I hadn't noticed before, in his eyes. There was an, intensity, to them, and some, fear?

"Lelouch," I asked in concern, but he turned his face away. So close, yet I still couldn't reach you?! Hurt, I buried my face on his chest and let out a sob.

I felt his hand cup my cheek, and I looked up to see his face. There was a pleading in his eyes, but for what I could not begin to guess. The fear was also still there. Here, I made my decision. I want to understand. I'm here for you.

I closed the distance and we kissed ― our first ― long, hard, longing; and my world finally felt whole again. After a while, we broke apart, and I was glad to see some of the fear had left his eyes.

Encouraged, I brushed up the hair obscuring his eyes and held it, the way I always did when I wanted him to open up to me. After a slight look of hesitation, a determined look came, one that asked me for complete trust in him. I nodded, and we kissed once more.

After catching our breaths, without words spoken, we got up, I let him lead me to his room. We both undressed, then laid on his bed. We kissed some more, held each other some more. He was so mindful of me, of whether or not I was comfortable, paid attention to every sound I made, every breath I took. He had my inhaler at the ready and he would let me take a whiff once he heard the telltale whistle from my asthma. With the pleasure building up I eventually swatted the thing off his hand, and I was rewarded with the uninterrupted sensations of him and me.

It was a strange experience. It hadn't at all felt like lust ― stranger still to hear a teenager say so. Every kiss, every touch, it was more like, a journey. There was something we both needed to understand about ourselves and about each other, and experiencing each other through sex was our way to reach that understanding.

After a while I felt him shudder, and saw in his face an expression that made him seem lost. I held him close, then, reiterating what I wanted to to convey with that first kiss. I'm here for you. Seconds later his body went slack and I heard him sigh ― music to my ears. It wasn't often that he dropped his Demon Emperor image to allow himself to express his contentment.

Now we faced each other, lying on our sides. Exhausted, but happy. He cupped my face again, casting a worried look when we heard the tiny whistle in my breath from the asthma. I moved his hand to my chest, where the sound was coming from, and he smiled when we heard the whistle subside. He pulled me closer and gave another contented sigh; I did the same. I felt the exhaustion taking me over, but not without letting one more revelation enter my mind from our shared experience.

I belong with you, and you belong with me. ― My promise to both of us.

With the last threads of consciousness leaving me, I thought I heard him say something. I was only aware enough to remember it made me happy, whatever the words were.

A/N:

I don't know what came over me. I said I have no plans of expanding this universe, but...

Anyway, what's in my head so far in this universe is all mushy. Like chick flick mushy. I'm not sure I can even bring myself to actually write them down.