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There was actually going to be smut but then I realized that I shouldn't chance it in case someone else find s my flashdrive and decides to plug it in. that and the stories that have smut are rated MA not M! So ha! Let's just say that it is December and it is before the Zero Requiem. This thing depressed me as I wrote it…
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Happy Birthday to Me! Happy Birthday to Me!
It was seven on the dot when Suzaku Kururugi, Knight of Zero, pushed open the Demon Emperor's bedroom doors open; though he didn't get far into the room. Suzaku actually stopped mid-step when he saw that the bed held no sign of even being slept in. The Demon Emperor's knight darted towards the bathroom then to the giant walk in closet. No sign of Him.
Where the hell did he go? The knight thought angrily. He quickly ran out the room, down the hall and turned the corner. He came to a stop in front of the second door on the right. He shoved it open with enough force that it slammed into the wall and cracked it.
Suzaku's eyes quickly found the immortal witch's bed. Laying on it, was the witch herself with only a white shirt and panties protecting her privacy; but just barely. C.C. blinked lazily at the knight with her golden cat-like eyes.
"Isn't it a bit too early for your temper tantrums, boy? And I do believe that that wall has done nothing to you yet." Suzaku's eye twitched a bit before settling. He hated to be called a boy.
"Where is he, witch?" Suzaku said icily; completely ignoring the witch's question. C.C.'s eyes narrowed a bit before she shifted and showed the black haired boy that had been curled up beside her. As Suzaku made his way towards the bed where the two laid, C.C. quickly stood up and in the irritated knight's way.
"Don't wake him, Kururugi." C.C.'s eyes gave Suzaku the full force of her glare. Suzaku, completely unaffected by the witch's man-paralyzing glare, shoved her aside; not even caring when she lost her balance and crashed to the floor.
He swiftly moved to the side of the bed that held the sleeping emperor and shook him gently. Almost as if he was trying to wake up a sleeping baby.
"Wake up, Lelouch. It's time to get up." Of course, being the heavy sleeper that he was, Lelouch's breathing didn't even change. Suzaku muttered under his breath—something along the lines of "I tried"—and he grabbed a handful of Lelouch's silky black hair in one hand while grabbing Lelouch's left arm. And he yanked the poor boy off the bed and onto the ground. The moment Lelouch's body slammed to the ground and woke up, Suzaku started to drag a struggling emperor across the room and to the door.
C.C., who had only just gotten up, could only watch as the boy she had comforted the night before was dragged out to the hallway. Lelouch didn't say a word but his small grunts of pain and struggling was enough for anyone to know that he was not enjoying the floor. Suzaku, the ever annoyed knight, walked closely to the wall so that, when he turned the corner, Lelouch's head hit the wall rather hard.
The impact shocked the purple eyed boy for ten seconds before he started his struggles all over again. When they finally made it to the Demon Emperor's room, the knight picked up his charge and threw him into the room.
As Lelouch groaned from being thrown, the blank faced knight grabbed the door handle and began to close the door. Right when there was only a sliver of light, he paused and said, "Take a shower and get dressed. I expect you to be down to the dining room in thirty minutes." After that, Suzaku closed the door without another word.
The feared Demon Emperor sat on the floor, simply staring at the floor as the fear that had been coursing through his veins began to disappear. With a small sigh he picked himself up and headed to the shower.
Good morning to you too, Suzaku.
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Lelouch burst into the dining room just in time for thirty minutes to pass. Suzaku, who sat at the table with a newspaper in hand, looked at Lelouch before at the small, ornamental clock on a side table.
"Interesting, today you were actually on time." Right before Lelouch could reply, the side doors burst open and in walked a raging Jeremiah Gottwald followed by a stoic C.C.
"KURURUGI! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!?" Suzaku merely raised a confused eyebrow.
"I think of a lot of things, Orange. You'll have to be a bit more specific." Jeremiah began to fume while C.C. and Lelouch sat down in their proper seats. Ten seats down from Suzaku.
"This morning! When you decided to drag His Majesty across the floor like he was gum on your shoe!" Suzaku looked towards C.C. with an unreadable expression.
"Is that how you described me?" When C.C. said nothing, Suzaku sighed and put down the newspaper he had been holding. "His Majesty did not get up when I tried to wake him but since he didn't, I decided to take matters into my own hands. If you have any problems with that, then I suggest that you shove them up your ass and move on." Suzaku then grabbed the newspaper once more and shook it to straighten out the bent areas.
Jeremiah looked ready to strangle the messed up knight but was stopped by a booming voice.
"JEREMIAH GOTTWALD! WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?" Jeremiah looked at his standing emperor with wide eyes.
"But-but Your Majesty, I-"
"Silence!" Jeremiah flinched a bit at the interruption, but said nothing as his emperor spoke to him.
"Suzaku Kururugi is my knight! Therefore he is in a position much higher than yours! It would be similar to yelling at me!" Knowing that Suzaku wasn't looking at him, Lelouch pleaded to Jeremiah with his eyes. Please, stop Jeremiah. Don't get in trouble over something as little as this.
Lord Gottwald looked torn between trying to protect his master and obeying his silent plea. Finally Jeremiah simply made a disgusted noise before storming out of the room. Lelouch sat down and the three remaining occupants in the room continued to eat their breakfast in silence.
Crisis averted. For now.
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After a full day of working and some small frights (like when Suzaku stabbed the desk with a pen near Lelouch's hand because he wasn't focusing on the plans for the Zero Requiem), Lelouch quietly stepped into his room. He knew better than to seek out C.C.'s comforting bed, knowing that Suzaku would do more than drag him across the floor if he did.
Instead, he grabbed his silk pajamas and began to change. He was sadly unaware of someone else in the room with him. So really, there was a good reason as to why Lelouch jumped when he heard his name. since darkness surrounded him and he was too far away to even think about getting the light, Lelouch reached for the knife that was hidden under his pillow. The moment he heard something shift behind him, the frightened demon slashed the general area of the sound. He was awarded with a familiar hiss of pain. After some stumbling and curses, Lelouch was able to turn on the light; but the moment he did, he wished that he hadn't.
Suzaku still stood in the same place and was giving Lelouch the full force of his glare. He was also holding a hand to the base of his neck as blood seeped from under his hand. Lelouch panicked. Even though the rational part of his mind registered that it was nothing fatal, the scared emotional part was screaming to get his butt in gear and that it may not be a fatal wound to Suzaku but no such immunity could be certain for himself.
Suzaku continued to glare coldly at Lelouch as he scurried to his drawer that held a first-aid kit. As he shakily tore open the packet that held the peroxide covered swab, Lelouch repeatedly said sorry.
Right before he could even begin to clean the wound with his shaking hands, Suzaku grabbed Lelouch's wrist and brought Lelouch just inches from his face. They stayed staring at each other for what felt like an eternity. Lelouch gulped and when Suzaku noticed this he gave a low growl before asking, "What do you think you are doing?" The emperor's frame then began to shake as fear bled through and shown in his eyes. Suzaku then tossed the unsuspecting Lelouch onto the bed and tore open his clothes. Lelouch, no matter how much he struggled, no matter how much he cried out, not matter how much he begged, no matter how much he bled, nothing stopped Suzaku as he took everything Lelouch could give; and more. He kept stealing from Lelouch until he himself felt tired and worn out. After thirty minutes, Lelouch, who was still wide awake, made sure that his technical rapist was still asleep before crawling out from under the blankets. At least he wasn't mad enough to leave me without blankets, Lelouch thought. After making sure that Suzaku had enough blanket and warmth to keep him asleep, Lelouch got up and felt his way through the darkness; trying to make as little sound as possible. When he found his robe he put it on and made his way towards the small living room area.
There, a cupcake with a single candle sat on the coffee table with a lighter next to it. Lelouch, knowing that it was from C.C., picked up the lighter and lit the candle. He watched it flicker for a bit before he started off with a whispered voice.
"Happy birthday to me…~ Happy birthday to me…~ Happy birthday dear meee…~ happy birthday to me."
Lelouch looked around and, after making sure there was no one within earshot, made a wish under his breath.
"I wish Suzaku can find true happiness."
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Comments:
Shut up! I-I just have something in my eye! For me this was a sad one shot even though im the one who wrote it. The next one I think is a bit more on the bittersweet side but more sweet. I was half asleep when I wrote it so sorry if it seems cracky