Love Me and Despair
Prologue:
For a child of nine years old I was ridiculously naive. I didn't know why the Royal Family sent me away to another country. Well I could've known. But I chose not to. I like traveling to foreign lands. Even though this was the only time I ever did. I was to live with prime minister Genbu Kururugi and his family in their beautiful estate in Japan. I had always heard of Japan. It sounded like a wonderful place with wonderful polite people who didn't have control over each other's lives. I was even more exuberant about the idea when I heard that my half siblings Lelouch and Nunnally were traveling with me. They weren't staying with the Kururugi's like I was but they were staying somewhere nice. I didn't ask and they never told me. I honestly thought we were all going on a trip together. I didn't look into why were going to Japan. I was only a child.
Lelouch, Nunnally, and I became very good friends with Suzaku Kururugi, the prime minister's son. Lelouch and Suzaku were a year older than me. Nunnally was a couple of years younger and confined to a wheelchair. Every time Lelouch, Suzaku and I went out to play, Lelouch was always picking flowers for his sister. He was so feminine and innocent at that age that I could swear he was a girl. And then there was Suzaku. The boy with the will of steel and the heart of gold. He was a regular knight-in-shining-armor to be. He claimed that he "saved' me countless times but the only time I can remember was when I almost fell into the marsh. He constantly called me "Princess" and trust me I've gotten that countless times in my lifetime.
The simplicity of that life was so satisfying that it was unbelievable. Simplicity is something no one of any age should ever get too comfortable with. And like my life in Britannia, it would surely come to and end. But this time it would change my life, my reason, and my ways for sure. Because this time I discovered the reason behind everything. I knew exactly what was going on.
"Come on Lelouch! You can pick flowers later!"
"But...Nunnally likes sunflowers..."
"She likes every flower! Pick them later!"
I loved that field of sunflowers. It was like a fantastical forest to me. It was unbelievable to me that flowers could tower over my head. This is where Lelouch, Suzaku and I loved to play. And as always I was yelling at Lelouch for being a killjoy and slowing us down as always. Suzaku didn't care though. He continued on to the hill hidden behind the floral forest. We always climbed here to begin our other imaginary expeditions.
The small chocolate-haired boy quickly climbed the great hillside, his emerald eyes sparkling with ambition to start our new adventure. I began my scale impetuously after.
"Do you need any help Elthia?" Lelouch asked in that tone only I could hate.
"No!" I yelled scornfully. I've been strongly independent since I learned to crawl. My biggest pet peeve was people offering to help me when I could clearly do it myself. I would receive no help from anyone at any time. Not even my half brother Lelouch vi Britannia.
I eventually made it to the peak of the precipitous hillside. I was really quite proud of myself. Lelouch was so infuriated that he ran up the hill as fast as he could so he could prove that he was as much as a threat as I was. But before he could reach us, the rock that supported him dislodged and he lost his footing. Suzaku and I quickly grabbed our friend. We pulled with all our might to save our friend from painful injury until finally we were on the peak of the hill panting furiously. We began to laugh at ourselves thinking that today was just going to be better than any other day we've ever had. Lelouch however was staring ahead, terror and shock splashed on his face. I continued my laughing and noticed the distorted expression on my friend's young face.
"Le...Lelouch?"
He didn't respond. Just continued to stare out with horror. Suzaku stared ahead with as much fear as Lelouch had swirling in his eyes. I slowly turned to their viewpoint, deathly afraid of what I would see. I regret that decision to turn around and experience the end of my childhood.
The beautiful Mount Fuji, the greatest symbol of Japan, was infested with aircrafts. Aircraft only partly described what those destructive things were. They were soldiers. Large, robotic soldiers intended to destroy whatever was in the way of its goal. Spontaneous explosions erupted from the great mountain. But not only from Mount Fuji. They began to burst from the metropolitan area of Tokyo, Japan's great capital. This was the invasion of Japan. Britannia was its invaders. And we were in the center of it. The Royal Family's own children. Our innocence meant nothing to them.