I'm back, and ready to get all these jumbled ideas out of my head. I need the extra space. lol This will eventually be SchneizelxSuzaku, but I hate when stories are rushed, so it'll be a while before any of that is seen. At first it will be SchneizelxKanon and SuzakuxEuphy. The first four chapters will be some of my own views on why the other children of the Britannian Royal family are the way they are, but the major theme is how Schneizel's interest in exotic things always manages to get him into worlds of trouble. Any feedback is welcomed. I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Code Geass, or any of the characters. I do, however, own the idea for this story! Yay me!
Captured by the Exotic – Chapter 1: Schneizel's Obsession
He couldn't believe this was happening. Again. Tears fell silently from his eyes as they scanned the desecrated area. Raging flames danced in lavender orbs, and blood matted blonde hair to pale, bruised skin. The prince, once proud and unyielding, now fumbled on aching limbs in his desperate search for his knight. He'd lost another one; first Kanon, and know Suzaku. How could this happen?
'Again?'
~~~ Beginning ~~~
Schneizel el Britannia had always had a fascination with exotic things: plants, animals, food, objects, and especially people. The prince wasn't sure what caused his infatuation, but he was almost certain that it started when his baby brother, Lelouch, was born. Sure, he had many other siblings, but Lelouch was different. Lelouch was half Japanese, a mixed blood. And oh, how he loved that boy; the way his new born, amethyst eyes stared up at him for the first time… Schneizel didn't know who had been more awestruck – Lelouch as he was seeing the world for the first time, or himself as he held the most beautiful being to ever be born into his life.
As the boy grew, so did his curiosity and knowledge. He would follow the second prince like a puppy, soaking up everything like a sponge, and retaining it like an iron vault. Lelouch wasn't one for physical activity, but his mental capacity was inspiring. Although Lelouch had never beaten Schneizel at chess, the raven had been the only one to give him a run for his money. The young prince had learned the game quickly at the age of seven, and had often sought his older brother out. Even at night when everyone was sleeping. He had a mind of his own, and a will and backbone to back it up.
When Nunnally was born, Lelouch had stood on a chair in the middle of a family dinner with his chest all puffed out, and declared that he would be a great big brother. Even "more gooder than Shnil!" as the rumor went. Schneizel never passed up the opportunity to make his precious little brother red with embarrassment with that story, for it was his favorite. Lelouch would argue vehemently that his speech and grammar had always been perfect.
The news of Lelouch and Nunnally's deaths had paralyzed Schneizel. Their father, the emperor, had called all his children into the throne room where the rest of the enormous family and media resided. The man had given a heart wrenching tale about how his wife and two youngest children had been ripped away from him. Schneizel didn't know the truth, but he knew that the emotion behind the story was a farce.
Even though Odysseus was the oldest, his heart was too tender to take the news, and he broke down crying. Cornelia did the same, but she was able to somewhat comfort Clovis and Euphemia. But Schneizel… Schneizel stood rooted to the spot, his lavender eyes wide with a far off look, as if he were watching a movie. In a sense, he was.
All the memories of Lelouch and Nunnally bombarded his mind. The laughter, the tears, the sibling squabbles, even the silence – it all paralyzed him. The news crew rushed to them; shouting questions, flashing cameras and recording, and shoving mics in their faces, but the second prince couldn't answer. He couldn't do anything. The only proof of his own existence was his physical body. His mind, heart, spirit, and soul were gone. He was left standing there in the middle of the throne room for three days. His brothers and sisters all tried to snap him out of his trance, but nothing worked.
On the night of the third day, Schneizel had wandered like a zombie to Nunnally's room, collected her dolls, stuffed animals, and favorite blanket, then holed himself up in Lelouch's room. He had gone undisturbed for a week.
Okay! Don't be confused by the first paragraph, it'll make sense later on. The next chapter will be in the present tense. Please review and tell me whatchya think!
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